Hey everybody!

Well, as I said before, I'm trying to be very loyal with this whole updating thing. I really would like people to grow fond of this fic, if not love with complete and utter support. So, on for the usual format…

Notes: Okay, below there is going to be a little bit about a "True Directions" it's from this great movie called But I'm a Cheerleader which everyone should watch. Also, this chapter is going to be a little bit, more or less, just Speedy, Aqualad, and their previous relationship. Not every chapter is going to be like this, but I really like this shipping and want to get it started as soon as possible.

Disclaimer: I'm not making any profit from this, I'm not attempting to sell these fics or even make claims that I am the genius behind Teen Titans. …In the words of Damian, fuck my life

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Remarks: Roxy – thanks for liking the chapters so far. I was worried that you'd be pissed over the whole Garth coming to the estrogen side. I'm trying to do the whole homework thing and post at the same time.

G. Login – a double reviewer! W00t. Response to first review: the whole point was to show the gradual rise to fame. I mean, how boring would it be if they were all big with the inflated egos. Not a very good fic. Freezing apartments, scarce food, and foot races for rainbow doughnuts. Much more fun for me to write. As for the part on Garth, I did like how that came out, as a bisexual girl, when I came out to my Irish Catholic family…I was very surprised that the same thing didn't happen.

Response to second review: as compared to the Wayne Mansion, this place is a hole in the wall crack shack. Lol

Chapter Three
Midnight Encounter

Garth sat on the plush bright yellow couch, while watching the girls destroy Bee's punching bag. The artistic Jinx managed to draw each member of Brain Damage's face on the leather surface. He couldn't help but stare at the side with Lead Vocals. Starfire was punching the redhead's face. Roy Harper. The two haven't spoken since Camp True Directions. A homo'no'mo retraining facility. They met, fell in love, had sex. The authorities there caught them both. Garth took complete blame, expecting the man who claimed to love him, to leave with him. However, no, it didn't happen that way. Roy claimed that he didn't want Garth ever again. He called him terrible words, said that Garth was corrupting him since day one, giving him Play Girl magazines and trying to kiss him behind the boathouses. Roy called him a faggot; Garth knew it was the end for them, despite the amount of pain in Roy's bright green eyes when he said it. The raven-haired swimmer left that day and tried to never think about the redhead again.

Like that would ever happen.

He thought about Roy everyday.

Garth watched Starfire attack the drawn male over and over again. Calling him various (what he assumed to be) bad words in whatever language, she spoke originally. She might be a skinny little Princess, but damn did that girl have a temper. Jinx started kicking the midget Robin's face, calling him various swears in Spanish. She grew up in Puerto Rico, but with the years going by, she could only remember how to curse someone out; came in handy, cause situations like this were pretty common in their house. Raven sat down next to Garth, while watching the violence. "You don't want to join in?" he asked, a slight humored smile etched on his otherwise completely serious face.

"This is pointless, it does no damage to the actual assholes." She pulled a book from inside of the couch. Garth's amazement never ceased with this band. The girls were so different. Yet the best of friends. Bee came running at the bag with a letter B shaped knife, while tearing into the green-kid's face.

"I'm going for a walk." He smiled away Raven's concerned face as she continued to read her book. Garth stepped over the snarling Jinx; they had managed to get the punching bag down from the chain on the ceiling. She had her pale arms wrapped around it, laying on her back with her teeth sunk into the leather. Trying to rip Robin's face off. Hell hath no fury then that of a woman scorned. He opened the door, promising to bring home Chinese food. Once the door was securely closed, he looked across the hall, seeing an almost too familiar redhead looking at him. "Hey Roy." A visible shiver went down the redhead's spine. He tried to play it off, pulling his thin black jacket closer around him. Garth couldn't help but notice how much he changed since their days at True Directions. He got a lot taller, he looked a lot thinner, but there were his same emerald green eyes and fiery red hair.

"I've been going by Speedy now, Garth." The darker haired male wanted to move forward. Get just a little bit closer to the infiltrator of his fantasies and haunter of his dreams. The two males stood in silence. The almost visible tension hung in the air. The last time they were together, well, it was Garth's turn to shiver from the memories flooding back.

"What brings you here, Speedy?" the accidental venom dripped from his voice. Garth wished he could take them back, as they hung in the air between the two boys; Speedy shoved his hands deeper into his pockets. He at least had the decency to look ashamed. Roy was able to stay with his family. Lie to himself through the True Directions graduation and fake his way into normal culture. Garth? He was disowned. He was kicked out of True Directions before his pants were even up.

"Does it have to be like this Garth?" Roy left his safe perch on the wall, while sliding one bony ivory hand on Garth's tanned cheek, the other went to his waist, keeping the swimmer in place. The dark haired male shivered again, not even trying to play it off as the cold, "Can't we go back to how it was?" Garth's brain couldn't even register. He wanted to know what happened to Roy. Questions filled his brain. Pleadings for those questions to disappear overtook his rational thought as Garth's hands went to Speedy's shoulders. Was he even the same man? Roy Harper? Who gambled on himself in camp archery games? Who would crinkle his nose when he laughed and licked the sour cream and onion off his chips before he ate them? Could they have that same first romance passion? Speedy's hands stroked the other male's face gently. Their bodies moving together, their lips dangerously close. The apartment door behind Garth opened as Bumblebee stood in the doorway.

The boys jumped apart, as Speedy went back to his home. "Bye Garth." He called over his shoulder, yeah; Disenchanted was about to lose their voice. Bee smiled, while slowly closing the door.

"We just wanted to tell you, to…um…get extra chopsticks… sorry." The door closed completely as Garth looked back to where Speedy disappeared. How could he deal with Him living across the hall? He had to be all about his girls. All about them making it big and taking him with them. Known forever as Garth: founder, manager and best friend to Disenchanted. He stole a final glance at the door. Identical to every other, yet held the red haired harpy of his dreams. He didn't have time for a boyfriend. Especially not one so deep in the closet that he was finding Christmas presents.

He tore himself away from the door, while shoving his hands in his pockets. He didn't need the drama, he didn't need Brain Damage and he did certainly did not need Roy Harper. Right now, some Szechwan style bean curds and watching his girls attack his ex…what boyfriend? No, those words didn't sit right with him. No mater how desperate he was to have them be true. Whatever they had, ended at camp it was his ex Roy, yeah that sounds pretty good. Garth finally made it to the local Chinese food place, thinking about not thinking about Roy. Commanding himself not to think about how great it felt to have Roy's hands on him. Plead with himself not to think about it. "Gimme a szechwan style bean curds combo, two pints of pork lo mein, a pint of egg drop soup and two quarts of sweet and sour chicken." He rested his head against the counter as he placed his order. He couldn't stop. A man possessed. That's what he became and that's what happened when he lets that red haired harlot into his life.

With several bags in hand, he made his way back up the two flights of stairs. He could hear his girls in their room. Yelling at the screen, as Kori yelled for them to be nice. He kicked the door a few times, before it opened. Just like in the morning with their coffee. The bags were attacked, as Kori whimpered for them to save her some lo mein. Her turn in Guitar Hero wasn't quite over yet. Garth looked to the screen, that girl was a beast at Guitar Hero. If she didn't get one hundred percent every time…the world would stop spinning.

That had to be the most expensive thing in their home. Their T.V and game system. It was the first thing that Jinx bought with her paycheck from Pussy Cat Club. Now, they use the money to buy food, pay bills and stay alive. Garth and Raven sat down on the couch. Everyone else attacking the poor animals. They were the vegetarians of the group, Raven sipping at her egg drop soup. He knew that the interrogation was coming. Surely enough, once everyone had a sickening amount of food lining their bellies, did Bee turn around to look at him. "So, what was that I saw in the hallway, Mr. Garth?" he could feel a bit of a red tint on his cheeks. Blaming it on the spicy food.

"It was nothing…" Jinx tore my food out of my hands, trying to avoid any stains on their precious yellow couch. The girls attacked him, begging for details. After twenty minutes of suffocating hugs and nose-to-neck snuggling, he caved in. "Okay, okay, we dated back at True Directions. It's over though. No big deal." Jinx sat down on his lap, while pushing his shoulder length black hair behind his ear.

"From what Bee said, it looked like much, much more." She giggled slightly as Garth pushed her off. "Bastard…" she picked back up her chop sticks, while plotting her attack on Kori's lo mein. The red haired Princess saw the gleaming look in her eyes. That subtle hint as to what was coming. She growled while bearing what suddenly looked to be rabid fangs. Jinx's hand, which was already halfway to Kori's white take out container, pulled back against her body as a whining cry noise escaped the pink haired girl's lips.

"My food, if you would like some Friend-Jinx, simply ask." She smiled, that girl was rather scary. But sweet and naïve nonetheless. She held her container out to the pink haired stripper, while smiling broadly.

"It's rather scary how well we get along…" Bee confessed, as Raven slid onto her lap. Bee took the plastic container out of Raven's pale hand, while drinking it for herself,

"Example number one Bee…" Garth smiled, while looking over his friends, "We do have some things in common, we all love our music, we love each other and we love you Garth…isn't that all that matters?" the youngest Goth girl took her soup back, while finishing it off. "And we all hate those bastards across the hall…" the white take out containers clinked together in the middle, shouting praises that those stinky boys were going down.

Okay, so this is not as long as the other chapters!

I know, I'm being a very bad writer, :hangs head in shame:

So, hope everyone liked this, and I really hope that everyone continues to review the fic like how you have been. I swear I had like a swell of joy last time I opened my in-box. Lol.

So…what else do I have to say…?

Chapter Four should be coming soon. I hope that this fic will only be like…25 chapters, and then maybe an epilogue. However, if we need more, then there will be more chapters.

Hope this chapter keeps you happy Roxy!

XOXO,

Jenn