Author's Note: OMG... That's all I can say, OMG! The reviews for Chapter 6 is undeniable the CREEPIEST that left me jumping for the nearest object and duck for cover, fearing that every single words in the reviews might mesh together and form into a fist to knock the light out of me. I almost reach for the phone to hire a bodyguard, fearing that my faithful, loving readers might attack me with a broom just because I killed Raven's body and Lee's soul (I said, almost.)

WHY THE HELL DID I BECOME A MURDEROUS AUTHOR AND KILL OFF RAVEN AND LEE? Ahem, well, if I were to tell you now, I'd be spoiling the whole story. Then I might as well just give up, drop this story and wait for my Prince Charming...Nah, I'm no Snow White wannabe. Anyway, as time goes, the chapter will reveal the truth itself. (Just treat every chapter as a layer of a very big onion and wait for it to peel off by it's own to reveal itself)

Anyway, despite some really creppy reveal, I still think it's right to give a lovely reply to my lovely reviewers because you guys deserve em'. Thank you so much for reviewing :)

Gretchen123: My dear sweet Gretchen (Is this your real name?), I would (maybe) give you a 'crappy certificate' but unfortunately you guessed wrong for the previous chappie (You guessed Starfire would pick up the phone, remember?) But for your super sweet review, I will reward you with a kiss *blows a kiss*

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CHAPTER 7: The Ugly Truth

"Oh, Raven. I am so, so sorry," Robin's pitying voice travel through the ear piece. "Please don't cry."

You know, I always thought I have my emotions under control. I always thought I am able to hold back my emotions without showing them in my face. I am always good at hiding my emotions. And now, here I am, crying my heart out like a baby while my best friend has to listen to it and comfort me at the other end of the phone. Hearing myself crying in Lee's deep, manly voice makes the whole thing sounds even more pathetic.

"Raven, you have to stay strong. You're still here, alive. We're find a way to get your body back, I promise you-"

"How? How the hell are you going to do that?" I am losing control of my voice and my mind now. The truth proves to be too hard to bear as I watch my hope of reuniting with my body shatters, sending bits of desolution flying everywhere.

"I know there's a way," he finally says, determination visible in his voice.

"Don't make promises that you can't keep, Boy Blunder," I stifle a sob.

"I don't intend to. I'm not giving up on you, Raven, and neither are you!"

My chest is heaving and is now aching from all the crying. The tears are flowing over my cheek down to my lips. The mucus is shooting out of my nostril in like a fountain. The tears taste salty in my mouth. My vision is covered in tears. I rub the tears and mucus away from my face with my T-shirt sleeves noisily.

Where the bloody hell is the tissue paper when you need them?

"Have a little faith, Raven. Before you know it, you'll be back with the Titans again, fighting crime, kicking X's ass."

"Easy for you to say," I suck in the mucus through my nostril, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

"Faith comes by easily, for me at least," even at the other side of the world, I can literally see him winking.

I snort, "Yeah, everything comes easy when you're Boy Wonder."

"Feeling better?"

"Maybe…"

"Good to know. I was already running out of idea on how to make you stop crying," he says, sounding a little relief. "Didn't know you can actually cry."

"Then again, maybe not…"

"Okay! Okay! Can't take a joke, can ya?" he laughs.

"Well, if your idea of making me feel better is by teasing me, I suggest you get off the phone and piss off," I warn him, lips finally curving upwards into a full smile. That's the thing with Robin, he always make me smile without even trying (unlike Beast Boy and Cyborg with their annoying jokes and ultimate stank ball).

"Whoa. Chill, girl," he says defensively. "Though I'm not sure if calling you a girl right now sounds right…"

"Robin."

He laughs again before sneezing loudly.

"Geez, when did you become a horrible joker? Spend too much bro-mance time with Beast Boy and Cyborg during my absence?"

"You could say that," he blows his nose in between his laughter. "Though it's mostly have to do with being able to talk with you again. Your absence here really took a toll on all of us. We really miss you and never a day pass where we didn't think of you, Raven."

A fresh wave of tears is filling my eyes again, "Stop saying things that'll make me cry again, Dick Grayson."

"I can't help noticing you're using my name to threaten me."

Before I can say something smart, there's a soft knock on the door. Michiyo opens the door slightly, sees that I am still talking on the phone and close the door softly. "It's great chatting with you, Robin. I would like to talk some more but this isn't exactly my phone…"

"Oh yeah. Your mother's, right?"

"Shut up!" I am grinning now. "Anyway, if you ever want to contact me, phone me using my hospital room's phone number- the number you guys blocked from the tower."

"Sure thing. I'll explain everything to the guys and see if we can cook up a solution."

"Okay, bye."

"Hang in there, Raven." The phone line goes dead. Right at that moment, the door swings open and Michiyo enters the room with the clean flask and bowl in hand.

"I see the conversation must have gone well," her eyes twinkle.

I raise an eyebrow at her, "You were listening?"

She raises an eyebrow back at me, "What makes you think so?"

"You came in after I finish my call and you seem to know how the conversation went."

She chuckles, walking towards me. "My instinct tells me to enter the room so I did and the look on your face is a big give away."

"Well, thanks for the phone," I hand the phone back to her.

"You're welcome," she smiles which is quickly replaced with a frown. "You've been crying, haven't you?"

I look away, "I won't deny it."

She zips her bag open before stuffing her flask and bowl into it while I remain looking away. She asks politely as she zips the bag shut, "Do you mind telling me what is troubling you?"

"I died," I say without hesitating. "Shot through the heart."

Michiyo gasps, "T-T-That's horrible!"

I can feel a single tear trickling down my tear stained cheeks. "My friends released my ashes to the sea. There's no way I can get my body back anymore."

"Oh, sweetheart," Michiyo reaches out and holds my trembling hands. "I'm so sorry."

My head drops in despair, "Don't be."

"And my son?" she asks anxiously, her hold around my hands tightens.

"I…I don't know," I close my eyes as more tears make its way out of my eyes. "I'm r-really sorry… for every-"

Michiyo wrapping her arms around my body before I can finish my sentence comes as a shock. She rubs a gentle hand up and down on my back, "Don't say that. It's not your fault. You never wanted this. Nobody wanted this."

For the next few minutes, I bury my head into her shoulder and sob silently as she wraps her warm body around mine, her tears soaking my T-shirt.

"I'm really sorry about your son," my voice comes out as a muffle.

"Me too, sweetheart. Me too," she pats my back.

"Where do you think your son is?" I ask quietly.

She remain silence, arms still wrap around me. Then, she pulls back and places a hand on my cheek, wiping away the tears, "For all we know, he may have gone to a better place."

Reaching for her bag, she retrieves a packet of tissue paper and passes it to me. I gratefully take it and wipe away my tears and mucus. The mucus burst out of my nostril like a volcano as I blow my nose. Man, I must look horrible by now. Swollen eyes are a definite when I wake up the next morning.

"Life must go on," Michiyo says suddenly.

Crumpling the wet tissues in my fist, I look at her and ask, "How do you manage to stay so strong?"

Michiyo simply shrugs, "I don't know. I guess years of depressions in the past must have trained me to become stronger and I'm sure you'll grow stronger as time passess."

I raise my hand, gesturing towards my body, "Well, looks like I am going to be stuck in this body for quite a while."

"Looks like it," says Michiyo.

"You do know this spells 'disaster'."

"It won't be," she pats my hand encouragingly.

"I know nothing about Lee and I know nuts about being a bloody famous singer." Michiyo laughs and I immediately protest, "It's not funny!"

"You'll be fine, sweetheart. I'm always here to help you," she says, squeezing my hand.

"Hello! Sorry to interrupt," the nurse from just now enters the room, this time with a newspaper neatly folded in her hand. "I'm here to deliver today's newspaper."

Gently, she places the newspaper on my lap before bowing out of the room. I causually unfold the newspaper only to be greeted by a thousand Japanese words that I am totally unfamiliar with… and a huge photo of Lee flashing his milliom-dollar smile at me. Just right beside the huge photo is a smaller photo of me in my hospital gown with my face pressed against the window, staring down at the thousands of crazy fans below.

"Wow," Michiyo studies the article, "Looks like your recovery made it to the main news. Must be something, eh?"

"Yeah…" I say, already nervous. "You'll be fine…" Michiyo words play like a tape recorder in my head.

Fine huh? I really hope she's right about this because right now, I feel like dying for the second time.

Summary for Chapter 8: Like Michiyo said, "Life must go on!" And in this case, Raven must deal with living in a man's body, learning how to be a man and adjust herself in the world of being Japan's most sought after superstar. *sigh* Who says life is easy?

Author's Note: Sooo sorry it took me 2 (BLOODY LONG) weeks to update this chapter but I did warn you I'm starting school (Form6/Grade12). Man, I forget how school life can be super tough. It left me physically and mentally exhausted every single day (Thank God for Saturdays and Sundays).

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chappie. Even though the previous chap didn't achieve 10 reviews, but I hope this one do. THANKS FOR REVIEWING!

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