I promised that I would upload this within a week of my 100th review on Grapefruit Juice. Well, nearly three months later, I have decided to put this up. Your special reviewer's surprise, Dawmist11, will be the update of Grapefruit Juice as well as this one.

I do not own Teen titans, but I think everyone knows that by now!

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There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Verse 4 of Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen

Roy tossed and turned in his sleep. It was about four in the morning, and all of his blankets had fallen to the floor. He had begun to sweat, and he started to say things like "no!" in his sleep. He was dreaming, no, having a vivid nightmare.

Flames rose higher and higher, and his father disappeared along with them. The village people came running. They were trying to take him away. But his father! Wait! He couldn't leave without him! How had this started? His father wasn't dumb; he could have seen and prevented a forest fire. It had to be arson. It had to be! Wait, wait! Don't leave without him!

Roy shot up. He had been hyperventilating, which led him to finally awake from the horror that he had once seen with his very own eyes. Who said dreams aren't real? Who said nightmares aren't real?

But it was over now, and there was little doubt that he wouldn't be able to sleep. Maybe if he just splashed some water on his face…..

He arose from the couch that he had been sleeping on, and slowly walked over to the bathroom. He splashed some water one his face, and looked up at the mirror.

He had had this nightmare every night for the past week. He hadn't slept much,, and as a result, his eyes had dark bags under them. He could only hope that he wasn't waking Jade up; she seemed to work so hard that he would feel terrible if he made her lose sleep just because she was unlucky enough to live next to him.

On second thought, any girl living next to Roy was pretty lucky, he figured. There wasn't one girl that he had met that wasn't magnetically drawn to him, if you don't count the Titan women. And even some of them…..

Well, in any case, he wasn't going to get much sleep, so he should probably be working on how he was going to gain Cheshire's trust.

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Jade sat on her bed. She could hear the occupant of the room next to her moving around violently. On the first night, she had been worried that maybe a foe of hers had tracked her down and attacked him by accident, but had concluded that he would have been making much more noise had that been the case.

In a way, she found herself hoping that he was all right; but then again, why did she care? She wasn't falling for him; that was for sure. But he sounded so troubled at night. It had to be a nightmare, and she was no stranger to that. In fact, her life seemed to be a living nightmare, 24/7, from the day she was born and probably until the day she would die.

Well, there was no use to stay on that topic anymore, so as soon as she heard the water running next door, she quietly got up and walked over to her computer to see if she had any new clients or requests. One email popped up. It was from a regular client of hers. He didn't pay nearly as much as political clients, but the business he brought her kept her alive and paid for her food.

This request was a little odd. Usually her clients would only show themselves if absolutely necessary, but here he was requesting that she met up with him that morning at an old café near the Eiffel tower.

Well, she didn't really feel like walking all the way back there again, but if it kept her mind off of a certain red head next door, then she supposed it could work. Now, however, she had to sleep.

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Roy sat back down on the couch with his laptop, looking over all of the information that the Titan database had to offer on the feline foe. There wasn't much on there that he didn't already know, and even the few facts that he was unaware of were things like "Was seen standing near Killer Moth. Possible partnership?" He had a feeling that not only was that just a rumor written down to take up some space, but that he would one day be the one filling out all of the information on the villainess.

But there was only one problem; he had no leads on the girl. He had only rented this apartment for three months, and already three weeks had passed him by. Soon there would be only two months, then one, and then…..no international thank you for ridding the world of the assassin.

He looked back over at the mirror. It was kind of funny; the dark bags under his eyes looked a little like the mask he wore. Cheshire wears a mask, too, he thought to himself. The only difference between the two, or so it appeared in his mind in the wee hours of the morning, was that he was a hero and she a villain. Suddenly, the light bulb lit up.

If I, the hero, can't find the villainess, then maybe I should try turning the tables on Cheshire. What if I become a villain and gain her trust? I would have her caught before she has a clue what is going on.

But before that, he figured he should probably go get some sleep.

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The Next Morning

Roy Harper woke up, for the first time in a week, in a way other than screaming from a nightmare. The bags under his eyes had disappeared slightly, but he still found his current sleep deprivation to be having an unsightly affect on his handsomeness. He would have to wear a mask to cover his flaws.

It really didn't take long for him to create a villain suit. In fact, all he needed to do was cut up a spare uniform, alter the mask a little, and add some evil accessories.

And that's when he realized that he didn't have a sewing machine or any type of way to reconnect the pieces of fabric. Luckily for him, and unfortunately for her, Roy could hear Jade moving about in her apartment. She hadn't left yet, which was really unusual. Usually she was gone before he woke up. Then again, if that alarm clock had the ability to shut up, Robin purposely disabled the snooze alarm before he had left, then he still wouldn't be up for another four more hours. And seeing as it was nine in the morning, well……

He knocked on Jade's door, and he could have sworn that he heard her groan. But probably not, because that would be a sign that she wasn't falling for him, and as previously mentioned, the only people capable of not falling for the red head hero were Titan women, who were all probably stronger than him, anyway.

Anyway, reluctantly, Jade opened the door.

"Oh, it's you," she pretended to be disappointed, "What did you need? Because if you didn't need anything, then go away."

"Wow," Roy replied, "Someone's grumpy today."

"Well maybe I wouldn't be grumpy if I could have actually slept at all this week."

"You had nightmares all week, too?" Roy asked, shocked.

"Yeah, terrifying ones. I kept having this dream that my next door neighbor was shouting in his sleep and getting up every morning at four, and then running his water as loud as it could get. Oh, wait, that was real." She suddenly felt bad.

"Oh, I woke you up? I'm so sorry. I just wanted to know if you had a…." but he could tell that she had stopped listening.

"You don't need to apologize to me," she half whispered before stepping out of the door, "No one needs to apologize to me." With that, she walked slowly but steadily down the hallway and down the stairs, apparently off to work or something.

That led Roy to search for a sewing machine himself.

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Jade really did feel bad for yelling at him, and once again, she hadn't the slightest idea why. She supposed that she should apologize to him, but that was so….so…..so unlike her in every way. And besides, she could see the café from the corner she was standing on. Right now, all she needed to do was focus on her latest mission….whatever it was.

She slipped into a small store just a few stores down from where she was supposed to meet the man, and quietly entered the bathroom. She changed her clothes and put on some makeup, so that no one would be able to remember her face correctly should anyone in the café try to look for her again. And, last but certainly not least, she pulled out a short blonde wig. Getting all of her hair in the wig was something that she wasn't too sure she was capable of, but she managed somehow.

Once more, she slipped out of the store and walked to the café. She knew what all of her clients looked like, so she was able to spot the man quite easily. In fact, he didn't even look like he had put any effort into a disguise, so maybe what she thought he looked like really was the disguise to begin with.

She sat down at the table and held out her hand.

"Hi, my name is Rosalind. I was set up on this blind date, so I suppose that you're the man I'm looking for?" He was a longtime client, as mentioned before, so was used to her constant aliases and stories.

"Yes, I have been waiting for you. I wanted to know if you would consider a partnership," he stated.

"Why, it's pretty early in the relationship for that, don't you think?" she asked him.

"Not with me. No, I have an idea for you. You should take on an apprentice of some sorts. It would be quite a shame if your musical talents were wasted because you were in an accident, or an instrument broke," She wasn't all that certain what was going on here anymore. She was almost sure that he was telling her to get an apprentice to teach the ways of assassination in case she herself was killed, but all of the code was confusing her. Honestly, why did they always prefer to speak in public?

"Do you have anyone in mind?" She asked. "Is there really anyone who could use my skills for their own benefit?"

"Yes, I do have one in mind. My sources tell of a man who is being pushed to villainy. He would benefit greatly from what you have to teach him," he told her, "A man plagued by an infinite fire."

"So now you're a fortune teller, too?" she asked, "What is the future of my love life?"

He just smiled and replied, "You don't want me to answer that."

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Roy had a little bit of trouble tracking down a sewing machine, but luckily the crazy man from two floors down had one he could borrow. In almost no time, the suit was made. Which meant that now he could begin working undercover and tracking down Cheshire. When night finally crept up, he adorned the suit and set off on his journey.

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Jade was still trying to figure out what the man was talking about, when she realized she was late for an…uh…appointment of hers. Well, let's just say that the grim reaper was a little busy and needed a substitute, shall we?

It was late by the time the deed was done, and now all of her thoughts on Roy had disappeared. That wonderful sensation of killing had come back, and she stood, in uniform, on top of an abandoned house a few blocks away from the crime scene, relishing in her victory. She sensed something move behind her and turned, only to see a man in spandex.

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There she is, he thought, as he crept up behind her. However, he must have stepped on a twig or something because she immediately turned, looking him up and down.

"You're Cheshire," he stated. She didn't move. "I was looking for you. My name is Arsenal, and I have a request for you I-" before he could finish the sentence, she had stood upright and cut him off.

"Arsen..al? Like arson, the fire, right?" she asked. He had never heard her voice before. It sounded….so unlike who she was.

"Uh…yes…anyway, I-"

"A man plagued by an infinite fire."

"Would you consider a partnership?"

This was going to be easier than they thought.

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There ya go! Everyone review, okay? Have a nice day, and for those of you who just went back to school, like myself, I hope it doesn't suck too badly. ^^

~XxNightfirexX