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Raven's heart pounded angrily within her chest, he was so close she could smell the tension seeping through his uniform.

His scent filled her thoughts and sparked her reactions...she couldn't even identify what it was, but the smell emanated heat and power and lust.

His lust filled her entire form when he was near her.

She could remember laying in her bed at night, and just as she started to fall asleep she could feel a tingle run down her spine. She usually felt something whenever someone was thinking about her, but when BeastBoy thought about her she felt it in her soul.

She'd always written it off as anything but what it apparently was.

"Beast Boy…this is a bad idea, teammates should't get involved like this...what with all this touching and the emotions...and all the touching." Raven's voice was confident, low, and quite deadly. Realistically speaking she should't have even considered entertaining thoughts of romance in the first place, she wasn't cut out for love or any of the messes it came with. Now it was time for damage control, it was time to make sure Beast Boy knew where were boundaries were and how much keeping those meant to her.

Just because she happened to stumble onto the occasional romance novel did not mean that she was in any way a romantic. In fact Raven preferred to be see as the exact opposite. Beast Boy needed to see it too.

He was undeterred by her hostility, her words brought a smile to his face; if anything this made him want her more, drew him in closer to everything that she was and could be.

He wanted to be the one to soften her edges, he wanted to be the one to reach down into the recesses of her baser instincts and pull forward the woman he knew she could be.

He couldn't stop himself from reaching out to skim the back of his fingers across her collar bone and then up her slim, soft neck. His palm rested gently against her jaw and his thumb pressed oh so tenderly into her full bottom lip, "You should't be so angry and uptight all the time." a wider grin spread across his face as he thought of things to say that would bring a blush to her face, "plus, I'd be more then willing to help you out with anything…stress relief is my specialty."

Raven raised a petite eyebrow but didn't back down, her resolve against him had hardened; she didn't move away from his intimate touch or his fire-like heat, "Since when did you become a regular Casanova?"

Beast Boy gave a sly smile and stepped closer, his hand still hot against her jaw, "Are you accusing me of being a seductive beast?"

Raven shuddered delicately, "A brute is probably more believable." But then again, I'd settle for either as long as my needs are adequately met.Raven was immediately disgusted with herself, the lines between her stronger personalities and her balanced outward appearance were starting to fade.

Beast boy nodded, pleased that she hadn't moved away from him and started yelling yet; he could feel her pulse quicken in her neck, he could see the flush spread down her face and onto her chest, he could imagine where else that flush dared to travel…

He became distracted by her skin and the lines of her face. She sure looked soft and gentle, but the moment her mouth opened sharp words spilled out and ruined the illusion and maidenly grace. He nearly laughed thinking of how ironic it was...the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen was also the single most bitter being he'd ever met.

She screamed fragile finesse from the outside, her limbs were thin and her waist small, but what very few understood was that under that delicate exterior was solid strength and angry determination. His hands ached to wrap around any and every part of her being...his stomach churned just thinking about it.

Raven needed to leave before she made a mistake that would ruin everything...she felt dark magic expand out from her chest and suddenly she was engulfed in it, tucked safely in the emptiness she'd grown to appreciate.

In a blink of an eye she was gone from his protective grip, her cool presence had disappeared and the charge that had once filled the hallway was now mute.

He could still feel her in his arms; her skin so silky against his own, her flesh so pliable in his hands...his mouth watered delectably and his hands flexed with wanting for the hundredth time.

Raven couldn't slow her breathing and a tingling sensation spread over every inch of her overheated skin. She quickly made her way over to the mirror hanging above her dresser...her eyes were dark and a startlingly deep shade of red covered her cheeks and neck. Blushes, thought they were far and few in-between, were especially noticeable against the light grey color of her skin; her flesh mirrored her constantly cloudy mood.

Raven's hands shook delicately as she pealed the skin tight uniform from her body, a deep ache had made it's existence in her chest and back apparent within the last hour or so; and sure enough there was deep bruising from her sternum to her pelvis. After all, her powers healed from the inside out, it was only natural for their to be leftover bruising and contusions on her skin's surface.

She cursed all of her emotions for distracting her in the battle, the damage is worse then I thought…there was nothing she hated more then when her emotions made her trip up. There was nothing she hated more then being embarrassed. BeastBoy,she thought maliciously. What a pompous jerk.

A new blush now spread over her skin as she fondly remembered the car ride home. She didn't want to admit that her confidence had suffered from the experience…and yet, despite that, the drive within her core continued, feeding off even the negative memories of him.

Raven prided herself on being solid and constant, and yet her only weakness was quite literally herself… Beast Boys only making this worse.

A/N:

Wow, thank you so much everything, the comments are SO encouraging and its great to open up my email and find a bunch saying that someone new has favorited or is not following this story.

I would still write even if no one was reading, but I don't think I'd post...so thank you :)

This chapter is upon request for a little more fluff, hope I fluffed the living crap out of it ;)

-Kay