Chapter Thirteen: The Dream... Again

Blaze tossed hopelessly in her sleep. She was having the dream again. It had the same content, but was different in setting. This time Robin and Red X were dooking it out in Red X's pipe gym. (That's what Blaze called it, the pipe gym, seeing as it was a gym in a sewer pipe.)

Blaze stood there, unsure of what to do. The two were throwing each other at the dirt walls, beating the pulp out of the other. Blaze tried stepping in between them, but only got knocked out of the way. She had given up. Blaze walked to the entrance, not caring if they killed one another.

She was aware that it was a dream. Certain death doesn't apply to reality in a dream. She made her way through the red curtain and started walking down the pipe. Her footsteps stopped as she could not only feel, but hear a rumbling coming from beyond the curtain. The place was caving in.

"They're still in there!" She took off at a run and found that her suspicions were correct. The pipe gym was caving in and Robin and Red X were stuck under the rubble.

She didn't notice that it was a dream anymore. She had to choose one and fast. She didn't have enough time to save them both, the ceiling was starting to buckle. One step towards Robin, one towards Red X. Who deserved to live more? More importantly, who did she want to live more?

They were both yelling her name. She couldn't decide. The ceiling had started collapsing. She produced her light screen over her head, allowing her not to be hit with any debris. Then she made a b-line towards the two, grabbing a cape and dragging one of them out while listening to the other scream.

It was horrible.

Blaze woke up, knowing this time who she chose. It was Robin. That was the last picture she had dreamt about. His face. She checked her clock, as always, after jerking awake.

3:47 A.M.

Robin wouldn't be awake yet, but this couldn't wait. Not caring about how tired she was, or the fact the she couldn't see, Blaze threw back the covers on her bed and headed towards Robin's room. She had never noticed before, but Robin slept in his costume. He never changed out of it. So when he answered the door fully dressed and sleepy, she was a bit surprised.

"What!" he snapped, yawning widely.

"I...I just..." But she couldn't come up with words. Instead, she just lunged forward and caught his lips with hers. He was startled, but didn't back away.

She did, finally, with a smile perched on her lips. "Everything's back to normal." She panicked. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to do. Robin was staring at her with his mouth gaping open. "Sorry." She didn't really understand what she was apologizing for.

"No... it's just that... well, look." Robin nodded to her lower extremities.

In all her excitement, Blaze had forgotten she had fallen asleep in only her underwear. She stood in front of Robin, blushing something fierce, in only her polka-dot bra and black panties. She wasn't sure of what to do now. She wanted to run away screaming, but couldn't bring herself to do it.

Robin solved her problem for her, unhooking his cape and draping it around her shoulders. She closed it, tight, and turned to go back to her room. She was going to curl back into bed and die.

Robin grabbed her shoulder, positioning her so she was facing him. He leaned in and kissed her once more. "I'll see you in the morning," he whispered, brushing her cheek with his lips.

Then he went back to bed. Like nothing had happened at all. Leaving her standing in the hall, alone and nearly naked.

Starfire's gunna get a kick out of this, she mocked sarcastically, I just hope she doesn't find out. It'll be like target practice on my ass.