Disclaimer/ Author's Note- I don't own the Teen Titans. For those of you who don't know, these are the alias's i'm using for the Titans. I tried to use the comic book alter ego names, but i made them up if they don't exist.
Raven- Raven Roth
Speedy-Roy Harper
Robin- Richard 'Dick' Grayson
Starfire- Kori Anders
Cyborg- Victor Stone
Bumblebee-Karen Beecher
Beast Boy-Garfield Logan
Terra-Tara Markov
Aqualad- Garth Atali
If i add other character's later, you will have to figure tehm out yourself.
Impulse
Story By StormDancer
Chapter 2
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
Roy stood watching the entire quad from his lazy sprawl on the grass. From there, he could see the people lying on the grass, waiting for their rides. He noticed that Victor, Karen, Dick, and Kori were obviously still at practice, for football, Lacrosse, hockey, and cheerleading respectively. He was glad that soccer had the day off.
Gar and Terra were sitting on the ground, Tara staring at a rock that as a geologist to be, was obviously very intriguing. Gar was staring, well, at Tara. While he was pretending to listen to her ramble. Roy laughed at his completely blank look. There was even a bit of drool hanging out of his mouth.
On another part of the quad, Raven and Garth were dancing. Or at least, Raven was dancing and Garth was lying in front of her, critiquing. Roy groaned and stood. He dragged himself over to throw himself back down next to Garth.
"She's really good, isn't she?" Roy asked idly of the oblivious girl.
"Oh yeah," Garth agreed, "She'll make it big. You can tell she dances for the unadulterated joy of it, not for any other sordid reason."
Roy laughed, "Just tell me if she ever stops. Than we'll know something's wrong."
Garth grinned in accord. As the two boys talked, Raven finished her dance. She walked back over to where the two boys were lying, and collapsed facing them.
"Well?" she asked impatiently.
"Little bird," Roy proclaimed solemnly, "you have genius."
Raven flushed at the compliment.
"Not genius," she disclaimed, looking down to avoid meeting his eyes.
"Yes genius," Garth protested.
His eyes she met.
"No, just talent and joy. I don't pretend to rise higher than my station. I'm not one of the great ones," she sighed, "however much I wish I was."
Roy and Garth exchanged patronizing looks.
"Hey, I saw that!" she protested, throwing grass at them. Both boys immediately started combing it out of their hair, horrified. Raven laughed at them.
"You two are the vainest people I ever met!" she exclaimed, helping Garth to rid himself of the grass.
"What about Dick?" Roy asked, "have you seen the amount of gel that kid puts in his hair each day?" he looked plaintively at Raven, grass still speckling his red hair, "A little help here?"
She grinned.
"You're celebrating Christmas late?" she asked innocently. Roy frowned in confusion.
"Your hair. Red and green! Now we know what to do to get you in the Christmas spirit," she teased, laughing in his face. Roy laughed back, but the moment he went to catch her eye she looked away. Garth noticed, and grinned to himself.
"hey!" Roy shouted, pointing across the quad to the fields, "looks like sports have gotten out. We've got to go meet everyone at the car!"
Though most of the teens could drive, and Dick had his motorcycle and car, all of them were going to their weekly meeting at the Stones', and Victor always drove in the car he had proudly made himself.
Roy got up and ran to the car, Raven and Garth close behind him. He wasn't soccer and track captain for nothing, however. He got there far ahead of the others, who had dropped back, panting for breath. He tried the door, but it was locked. Groaning, he sat on the hood and waited for the others to catch up.
"Why aren't you getting in?" Garth asked when he and Raven had caught up.
"Locked," was Roy's cryptic reply.
Raven looked over the car.
"You know, Roy, the windows open, "she observed, staring very hard at anything but him.
Roy slapped himself on the forehead.
"How could I have been so stupid?" he muttered to himself as he reached in the window and unlocked the door. Immediately, the car alarm began to blare. Raven and Garth cracked up as Roy jumped away from the vehicle in a panic.
"Oh, I can think of a few ways," Garth yelled to Raven over the noise, eyes tearing form laughter. Raven grinned.
"At least this way, Vic will be out here in a flash."
As if on cue, Victor came sprinting out of the locker rooms and straight towards the car. Not sparing any time for his sister or friends, he knelt down and began looking at the car.
"Baby, did they hurt you?" he cooed to it, oblivious to his friends doubling up with laughter.
"And here I thought I was the only love of your life," Karen observed, coming up behind him.
"Oh, well." Victor shrugged.
Raven smiled slyly, "Sorry Karen, you'll always be second to his baby!"
Victor cuffed his sister gently.
"Child, get in the car!" he mock yelled at her. She complied docilely. Roy got in the backseat as well, followed by Garth. Karen got shotgun. The others would find a way to get back, they always did. As the car pulled out of the parking lot, Roy noticed Raven had scrunched very close to the car door, leaving a little bit of room between the two.
'Okay, this has gone on long enough,' Roy decided, 'when we get back, me and Rae are going to have to have a talk.'
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Victor's car pulled up to the Stone house to find Dick's car already in the driveway, and the noise of game stations coming from inside the house. As they all piled out of the car, Garfield stuck his head out of the window.
"Take that, Vic! I just demolished your high score!" he yelled.
Victor's expression turned to disappointment, than to rage.
"I am so gonna kick your sorry but!" he screamed back, dashing to the door and nearly pulling it off the hinges in his hurry to get inside. The others followed at a more sedate pace. When they entered the living room, they found Victor and Gar fiercely competing at the video games, with Tara and Kori cheering them on. Dick was looking with interest and commenting on how they could improve, which was obviously not helping at all.
"Dude," Garth commented as he walked over to stand next to Dick, "I think that's having the opposite effect from what you wanted."
Dick smirked at Garth.
"Oh, I don't think so at all. I have the high score on this game."
Garth grinned back.
"A valid point, I suppose."
Karen laughed as she took a seat next to her boyfriend.
"You know, Dick, you're way to evil sometimes. Do us a favor and don't go to the dark side please?"
Kori turned concerned eyes on Dick.
"Dick would never betray us, right?" she asked plaintively.
"Of course not," her boyfriend assured her, "Karen was just joking cause I'm so much cleverer than she is."
"Sure, whatever you say, pretty boy," Karen shot back. Dick raised a hand in shock horror.
"Oh no. Karen has called me the worst of insults. Whatever shall I do? I know," he smirked, "completely not give a damn."
"Whatever floats your boat, rich snob," she retorted. Everyone laughed at the absurdity of this statement. Dick, the richest kid in the class, was hanging out with some of the poorer students. They all knew he had started life as a poor orphan, anyway.
Undercover of the laughter, Roy grabbed the arm of Raven's long sleeved black leotard, which she was still wearing from dance class.
"Rae, can I talk to you?" he whispered. She looked at him hesitantly.
"Now please," he insisted. She nodded, and allowed him to lead her out of the room. Garth smirked as they left together, no one else noticing.
"Well, what do you want?" Raven asked curtly once they were alone. Roy rolled his eyes at her.
"I think you know," he said impatiently, "And I'm sorry, okay?"
Raven's eyes were wide and confused.
"Why'd you do it, Roy? Why then and why me? As I was telling you then, a kiss is not always just a kiss. I'm not like you. I commit."
Roy shrugged sheepishly.
"I don't know, impulse? You looked so pretty, and I felt like it?"" he suggested. Raven laughed harshly.
"Me? Pretty? Tell me another lie, Roy. That's one I can't believe," she told him bitterly.
Roy finally, after a week of not being able to, caught her eye. He looked into them deeply, trying to make her believe him. She sounded to bitter about that, it was his duty as a friend to help her change it. As he looked, he noticed something about her eyes he had never seen before.
" Rae, you have violet eyes."
"So?" Raven asked defensively.
"SO!" Roy repeated, incredulously, "Little Bird, violet eyes are almost unanimously considered the most beautiful. They're definitely the most unique."
Raven scoffed, unconvinced.
"That's not what my father said," she muttered under her breath, but Roy heard her.
"Well," he began, looking straight into her eyes, "your father was wrong. Raven, you are a beautiful and unique and talented girl. But if you don't accept that, no one else will see it."
Raven looked at him strangely, a mix of disbelief and almost fear.
"Thanks, Roy," she said hesitantly.
"For what?" he asked in confusion.
"For telling me that," she said simply. Her voice resumed its normal monotone, "Anyway, if we have decided that kiss meant nothing and we are now completely comfortable in each other's presences, shall we rejoin the rest?"
Roy nodded, and she walked out of the kitchen. He stayed behind a moment, grabbing a soda from the fridge. 'But the problem is, Rae, that kiss did change something. I've seen you as you are now, and nothing can take that realization away. If I even wanted it to,' he mused. Shaking his head abruptly, he stalked out of the kitchen to settle on a couch next to Raven.