Heya peoples! I really am amazed at how many reviewers I have 4 this story! I was like…WOW when I checked all the reviews last night! Thanks for all the great reviews but just a note, this story will NOT be going above T, if it does it will be for graphic blood and guts stuff like war…although I highly doubt it. So, heres the next chappie, I hope I didn't make it to much of a cliff hanger… hehe. Oh and Mysteries Boy Wonder Robin, thanks so much for dedicating your chappie to me! Lol
I don't own Teen Titans.
Chapter 14
Ryan led us through the magnificent city, Ena at his side.
Raven was looking around in awe, an emotion she rarely used.
Beast Boy, Cyborg and Bee were talking animatedly to each other and pointing out various buildings, some of the Raider's gave them strange looks.
Nightwing was walking lethargically behind us all, seeming bored.
Blaze was at my heals nipping in and out between all our legs at an inhuman speed –or in-animal, whatever
Drake had an arm around my waist and kept glancing at Nightwing; as if afraid I might be stolen from his grasp…I don't think I would've minded if I had been. I mean, I really like Drake, he's nice, sensitive, caring, protective, but he's not Richard.
"Right, this is it, weapons shop"
I snapped out my thoughts as Ryan spoke, indicating to a large barn like building in front of us.
Ena pushed the doors open, and we wandered inside, watching as she called on something. In less than five seconds a Coal Wolf was at her side, huge and looming, and when Blaze saw it he went ballistic, yapping and howling and running between the other wolf's legs.
Blaze stopped though as they bigger animals growled, sending him scampering back to me, and then back to the other wolf, as if playing a game.
Ena laughed,
"Light the candles if you will Ionia"
The red wolf seemed to nod and then it formed into a cloud of smoke, but dense smoke and it raced along the side of the walls, illuminating everything. When it stopped and resumed its block form beside Ena dozens of candles glittered round the walls, lighting the entire room.
"Thank you Ionia, you may go" said Ena kindly, smiling. The wolf vanished in a puff of smoke.
"That's Ionia, she's the oldest of the Spirit Wolves, she normally sends others to do jobs, but it seems she came to see what was happening" said Ena, laughing.
"Right, now, these are all the weapons we have, feel free to take your pick. But, before you do, we have something for you"
Ryan walked away and returned a moment later with a large bundle of…something.
They were separate bundles and I watched with suspicion as Ryan handed them around to each of my friends, save Nightwing.
"Look, Nightwing, Kori never said you were coming, and we have nothing for you, but you already have a uniform as it seems so you may take whatever weapons you like, anything at all" said Ryan with a slight smirk, waving his hand dramatically at the wall which was lined with row upon row of sharp weapons, ranging in shapes and sizes.
I was still trying to figure out how Ryan could not see that Richard Grayson, the man he had fought with in the hospital, was Nightwing, the man he was offering his best weapons. Whatever, off the topic of what we're doing now so I suppose I shouldn't worry about it, although, Nightwing would look really sexy battling with a katana…
"Thank you, Ryan, I appreciate your offer"
I snapped from my trance as Nightwing bowed his head slightly, showing respect…at last.
"Oh Azar"
I whipped around as Raven gasped, but could see nothing wrong. She was holding some kind of belt thing and some blue material and…hold the phone, Ena and Ryan had provided my friends with uniforms! Oh X'hal.
"Ryan, Enara'r this is all from Azarath…how did you get it?" gaped Raven, staring at them with wide eyes.
Ena laughed,
"Please, call me Ena, cut the formal crap it really is annoying. The belt and uniform, let's just say I have a few friends" Ena winked at her.
Raven nodded her head in respect, and then Beast Boy yelled out,
"DUDE'S AWESOME!"
He was holding a black and purple body suit, and matching shoes… Ena and Ryan had really gone all out.
"Just my style"
I looked to Bee who was holding up tight black leather pants and black high heeled boots with a black and yellow striped shirt, which I knew would show off her midriff.
"SONIC CANNON TURBO BOOST!" screeched Cyborg, holding a weird little chip thing between two fingers.
"Yea, we thought you would have a sonic cannon, that'll just spruce it up a bit" laughed Ryan, grinning.
"Now, there's a spare room over there, feel free to get changed now if you want" shrugged Ena, pointing to a wall where a door stood beside a lethal mace.
"BAGS FIRST!" screeched Beast Boy, racing forwards.
I sighed, typical Beast Boy, look at the cool clothes and neat accessories and not worrying about trying to SAVE the world. Maybe I should remind him that's where he LIVES!
He came out in less than two minutes, a world record no doubt, and started posing as if he were on one of my photo shoots.
"Hmm, look at the sexy Beast, you know you like what you see" he winked at Raven, who blushed and growled angrily.
"I'm NEXT!" yelled Bee, zipping over to the spare room.
Maybe I should just let them have a bit off fun, I mean, they came at the drop of a hat as soon as I asked them too to risk their lives in outer space.
Bee came out in like, twenty minutes, her hair up in two buns, and the clothes looking fabulous.
"Well ya'll, what do ya think?" she did a three sixty spin, flapping her wings flirtatiously…for Cyborg.
"You look fine" drooled Cyborg, looking at her like a love sick puppy.
"Whatever, I'll be out in five"
With that Raven left, also heading to get changed.
When she came out a moment later I think even she approved of Ena's taste. She was wearing a black leotard with long sleeves, a dark blue hooded cape with a red clasp at the neck and a pair of dark blue cloth boots. On her hips was a belt, the same dark red stone bordered by gold.
I could see Beast Boy drooling, no doubt fawning over her un-covered legs.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer" she snapped, blushing.
I distinctively heard Drake muttering,
"What is it with these guys and their cliché lines?"
Unfortunately Raven heard and turned on him,
"You may think it cliché, but it's meant as an offence, and unless you want me to send you to anther dimension, I suggest you shut your fat gob"
"Right, take your pick at any weapon" said Ena, trying to stifle her laughter. I was too, and so was everyone else, and truly, I didn't feel that bad for Drake, I mean, he dissed her first!
We separated, each taking a look at items that interested us. I didn't fail to notice Nightwing following close behind me.
I stopped at a row of daggers that hung on the walls, admiring their intricate designs on the blades and handles.
"So, your boyfriend seems real nice" muttered Nightwing as he stepped beside me.
I grimaced,
"Yes, just like you" I retorted, running a finger down one of the knife's blade.
"Maybe, but I don't diss my friends" he mused, cocking his head sexily to the side.
"Maybe not, but you are a pretty talented liar" I snapped quietly, picking a dagger from the wall. It had a pale handle with intricate swirling patterns down the slightly curved blade.
"Yes I am, but you aren't bad at it yourself"
I twirled the dagger round my fingers,
"Is it compulsory for us to snap at each other like this?" I asked, twirling the blade faster in my nervousness.
"No, but it is quite funny"
I slipped, and the dagger caught my finger slightly, just a slight scratch and I let the knife drop. Before I knew what had happened, Nightwing had grabbed my hand gently and pressed his thumb against the bleeding tip, stopping the flow.
I grimaced,
"Not really it's not, seeing as you just keep making things worse"
Nightwing raised a brow,
"Oh and how's that?"
"Because you're too sexy and flirtatious and you're…you!" I hissed, and then blushed.
Nightwing chuckled, gently taking his thumb away, the blood had stopped coming through.
"Truly, I can't see how that makes our little…conversations much worse" he murmured, picking up the fallen dagger.
"Well you wouldn't would you, because you can't see yourself when you talk!" I muttered, taking the dagger from him.
"Am I that good looking?" he mused, making a thoughtful face.
I growled and grabbed the sheath for the dagger walked away, annoyed and embarrassed.
Sheathing the knife and shoved it down the side of my boot, letting the slim handle stick out only.
I knew he was following me, and I found it slightly amusing, no matter how annoyed he had made me.
I stopped in front of display of bows and arrows. I had always found these weapons quite…intriguing, and I knew how to use one…I had very good aim. Maybe I could get Nightwing to stand by a wall with an apple atop his head, and demonstrate how good my aim was…but deliberately miss and shoot down that over sized ego of his.
Looking at a large pale bow, made from some exotic tree I noticed the same designs as on the dagger. I grabbed the knife from my boot and compared them. Definitely the same make.
Taking the bow from the shelf I grabbed its white leather case and flung it over my back, it was surprisingly light.
"Never thought you'd be one for bows and arrows"
I sighed as Nightwing whispered into my ear. I loved it, but it was so…frustrating.
"Never thought you could be so much like a stalker!" I growled, moving for the matching set of arrows made with swan feathers.
"I love our friendly banter, don't you?" He asked, grinning like an idiot.
"No" I grimaced, attaching the quiver of arrows to my back.
"What a shame, but don't you like my sword?"
I turned to look at his weapon, and I liked it…a lot. It was a long slim blade, slightly curved with a wrought ivory handle engraved with back designs like birds. How fitting, the blade that matched his name.
"Yes I do" I murmured, watching as he twirled it absently.
"I thought you'd approve" he said, sheathing it and attaching it to his back. Typical for Nightwing to do that; so he could bring his arm up and grab the handle in a macho movie way.
"Well I do, where did you find it?" I asked, looking around.
"Come, I'll show you"
I followed reluctantly, forcing myself to keep my eyes from lingering to far below his belt.
We stopped in front a massive display of swords and I inhaled sharply at the beautiful designs. My eyes scanned the different shapes and sizes, and finally settled on one…the matching sword to my other weaponry. I pulled it down gently, marveling its sharp blade, awed at its intricate designs. I took the matching sheath and belt and slung it around my waist.
"Very nice" Nightwing commented, looking me up and down.
"Keep your eyes there any longer and you'll be blind for the rest of your life" I hissed, crossing my arms across my chest un-comfortably.
"Maybe I don't mind being blind" but he averted his gaze anyway.
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It seems everyone had found something.
Raven had two identical three pronged daggers strapped to her hips and another longer one strapped to her thigh. Beast Boy had a bow and a quiver of arrows, smaller than mine in size and of a darker wood. Cyborg had equipped himself with a few bombs he didn't need much more, it was all in his system and Bee had two 'B' shaped hand held weapons that produced a sharp spark of electricity, powered by her.
Blaze had run around in a hyperactive mood, getting under Raven's feet so much the she had picked him up with her powers and confined him in a black sphere. He didn't like it.
"Raven put him down!" I exclaimed, grabbing my little wolf pup from her dissipating aura.
"Fine, but next time…he wont be able to breath" she said, grinning slightly.
"Well, it seems everyone's ready. Let's get bunked down for the night, we have places ready" said Ryan, nodding in approval at our choice of weaponry.
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Ena and Ryan led us towards my house that I had been staying at earlier, and they had provided beds down in the living area for my friends….minus one.
Yes, I know…they didn't know Nightwing was coming blah blah blah and-
"-So I'm sure you can bunk with someone for the night"
"Yeah sure, Nightwing's fine" I said, still thinking that he could sleep in my bed and I'd sleep on the couch.
"Right then that's settled, since we had to move the couch out to make room for the beds you'll have to sit on them for the time being. Be sure to be up early in the morning, you have a long flight ahead of you." Said Ena, leaving with Ryan
Oh shit. Major shit. You know, maybe if I actually pay attention to what people were saying, I would've realized earlier that Ena had said I would have to share my bed, and I that I had stupidly said Nightwing. I am such an idiot!
I muttered a quick 'night' to everyone, and stormed off to my room.
I placed my new weaponry beside my bed against the wall, and was changing into a loose T-shirt and shorts I had found in the closet when Nightwing came in. The stupid jerk didn't even knock! Ok, maybe he did, and maybe I ignored it.
"AARRGGHH!" I cried out, clutching my clothes to my chest. I just happened to be wearing nothing when he decides to come in…perfect…utterly perfect. NOT!
"SORRY!" he shouted and shut his eyes, slamming the door shut.
Ok, so maybe not what I expected. But…at least he was respectful, right?
I changed into the T-shirt and shorts, then found them too big so I opted to stay in my under wear instead along with the Tee.
I folded my clothes neatly when Blaze bounded in, pushing the door open and jumping onto the bed, messing it up.
"Blaze you little bugger" I muttered, grabbing him and placing him on the floor. He started barking and chased his tail, round and round in a circle. It began making ME dizzy just watching!
"Blaze, do me a little favor and go and get Nightwing, the mean yet sexy guy in the black and blue suit and tell him it's safe to come in" I muttered, meaning it as a joke but Blaze bounded off, and came back a moment later pulling at Nightwing with him by the cloth on his ankle.
"Kori, can you call him off?" said Nightwing through clenched teeth.
"Blaze, he's good"
Blaze leapt into my arms as I pulled the covers back on the bed and slipped in, placing Blaze at the foot of the bed.
Nightwing seemed very un-comfortable.
"What lost your cool demeanor now that we're alone?" I said, fluffing up the pillow.
"Yes"
Ok, so maybe Nightwing COULD admit to things.
"I have no idea what you're going to wear, and I truly don't care, and I know that rhymed, so shut up!" I exclaimed, watching as he grinned comically.
"Whatever"
I literally, and I mean LITERALLY had to tear my eyes from him as he stripped down to his boxers, which hung quite low…
I buried my head into my pillow with a slight grin…Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad.
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Well what do you think good bad ugly? What are Kori and Rich gonna do….guess you're just gonna have to wait and see! Lol
Ell