This Year's Love
Chapter 4: Awakenings
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Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans….Do not Sue…..please?
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Hey everybody…..I'm baaaack! Ok, yea so, I am sorry it took so long to update. Please read the A/N at the end of the story, it pertains to the next chapters that have already been written. I once again need the help of the readers…..thanks and enjoy this short update…I promise the next will be longer.
Fernnu
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Awakenings
Clenching the blood soaked cloak, Beastboy kneeled down closer, peering at the colored cape. A small patch, untouched by splutters of gore and blood was visible and he mentally check listed each emotion with her corresponding color.
'Grey…Grey…Grey…who wears grey…?"
Bolting upright, letting the cloak and held patch of grey fall from his grasp, the emotion's identity suddenly became clear.
Timid.
His insides aching at the unresponsive, unconscious emotion of his beloved, Beastboy slid his arms around and under her battered body. Gripping her gently but securely, he lifted her into his arms and stood up. Picking her up; the blood from the wounds all over her body dripping gave him newfound strength and angst. Walking to a nearby boulder, he laid her gently down. Unsure of what to do, Beastboy stroked Timid's tangled locks of violet hair. Seeing her in such a fashion made his heart suffer in agony. He wished he could take away her pain—but he knew of no such way. Sighing in pure helplessness, a sudden remembrance struck him. Tearing the sleeves of his spandex uniform, he cut them away in equal pieces. Placing them over the most serious wounds on her stomach, BB held them there. Though he had no way of keeping his makeshift bandages; at least they were covered. The constant, light pressure would have to do; positioning himself to her right side, holding her wounds, gently, he bowed his head and crouched next to her, getting comfortable. Looking upon the grey beauty, even though she was hurt and mangled, his heart still leapt and skipped a beat.
Partially because she was just so god-damned beautiful.
And partially because he knew she was on the cusp between life and death and he could do nothing to help her. He wasn't sure what would happen to the real Raven; his Raven, if Timid died, but the thought could bring no good consequences to mind. Sighing again, his heart breaking, the green changeling leaned over and delicately kissed her forehead and then her cheek.
Leaning in to apply pressure, he spent hours gazing at the dying beauty in front of him, unable to do anything to help her. Lost in thought, he only dimly noted a white spark of….something…. flicker and bathe everything in white, within his core, but he was too tired, fatigued and depressed to care.
Eventually, unintentionally, slumber attacked his tired being; the fight having taken more out of him than he had first realized. For the first time ever:
Beastboy slept in Raven's mind.
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Groggy. That's what she felt like. Groggy to the point that it hurt. In fact: Everything hurt at the moment.
Wincing and squeezing her already closed eyes tighter, every breath brought pain to her ribs. Licking her lips nimbly, another grimace came to pass as her tongue met cracked, chapped, bleeding and blistered lips. Frowning, she couldn't understand why everything hurt. Opening her eyes at last, a powerful pain struck her as the dark sky met her eyes as her vision cleared. The sky, black as always, was severely torn. Blood red streaks stained the once peaceful, constant night sky. A blood red moon completed the atrocious marked sky: finishing off the unsightly evil taint evident in Raven's mind.
It was then, when her pain subsided from the flash of vision that she noticed a second disturbance; this one not as evil. Actually, he wasn't evil at all….
Upon her stomach, two hands rested gently over her still-tender wounds. Upon the backs of the hands lay a green mess of spiked hair and childlike innocent face of Beastboy.
'…Beastboy?'
Suddenly her revelation complete, Beastboy was in fact on top of her….what was she to do?
Needless to say, her namesake behavior kicked in. Bolting from the sleeping changeling incredibly fast, she landed four feet away. Rolling into a crouched position, she covered herself with her bloody cloak in one fluid motion. Unfortunately such an action caused Timid much pain, forcing her to cry out and whimper in sharp agony. As Timid's amazingly agile acrobatics took place, the once peacefully sleeping Beastboy, whose head had been resting on her gently, now had nothing to keep his head from the hard ground and bleak terrain of Raven's mind. The laws of gravity took effect instantly and only one outcome came from Timid's quick maneuvering.
"OUCH! Dude!"
Beastboy and the rocks of the ground met painfully as sleep was banished from the dazed changeling's mind.
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"OUCH! Dude!"
Bolting up, dazed, Beastboy gripped his head in pain as he slowly came to his senses. Speaking of which, his acute hearing picked up soft, pained whimpering a few feet away. Glancing to where the sound was coming from, he gasped in surprise at the sight. Timid Raven sat, back facing him, and cloak failing pitifully at covering and hiding her presence from him. He would've chuckled at the scene had the situations not been so dire. Instead he made his way slowly, silently towards her.
Soft footsteps, barely audible as he made his way, he knelt down and brushed away the cape hiding her face and pushed two stray locks of violet hair from her teary-eyed face. He was flooded with a mixture of emotions; obvious worry for her well-being and grateful relief in finding her awake. Searching for her eyes as she visibly stiffened and let out a low, fearful moan, his emerald orbs met violet eyes and Bb did the only thing he knew he could.
"…. here often?"
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The. Worst. Pickup. Line. Ever.
That's what he had come up with. 'Simply amazing' he thought as he mentally slapped himself. Of all the caring, loving, sincere things that had made their way into his mind, the best he could come up with to help the girl of his dream's timid personified emotion was a bad pickup line.
He was suck an—
Wait…is that a smile?
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End of Chapter 4, the shortest yet…
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A/N
OOOk, so I'm back! So the votes were tallied, including reviews and emails and my own preference and we have….Timid! yup she's the emotion. Thanks for everyone's help in the poll!
And now to the next thing…..I know it's been a long, long, long, long time since my last update but I have good news. See, I've been in Italy for about 3-4 weeks and was completely without internet or access to computers. So, updating wasn't possible. The fact that you guys had to wait and that this update was so short is the downside.
Here's the good news. I brought along a notebook with me to write in when I was in Italy and have just finished writing chapter 8 and started chapter 9. All I need to do is type them up, something that will be done shortly. Unfortunately, the reason why this update is so short is I had to cut a chapter in half because I am without information desperately needed to update. So as soon as I find out what I need, the updates will be much sooner. So without further ado, here is what I need to know.
I've been having trouble figuring out and listing exactly Raven's emotions. I've read a whole bunch of stories and fics but many of them don't agree and give more/less than others. Its very important that the exact number and names of the emotions are known for my story. I originally thought there was only 8, but, as per example, the story Tamed, by Wild Lane,(which I recommend reading) has 9. So I'm asking whoever knows to please email me, or leave a review to tell me what you know. Though chapters 5-8 are already written, small changes will have to be made based on the answer. So that's it. I need a list of names, once that's done, I can continue on updating.
Please R&R and I promise that you shall soon have more chapters!
As always
Fernnu