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Author's Note: Whoo! We're onto Day Three! Okay…so…please review later on!
Oh, and here's a very random, pointless taste of what everyone else is going through:
Raven tapped her foot impatiently. If she had to stand all the time for another nine days or so, she'd have to take a break. But…where would she go? She could easily teleport back to Titans Tower, but Robin and Starfire might have gotten somewhere, and she didn't want to be the one to ruin that. Let Beast boy take the blame. At least she'd be able to badger him about something. Beast boy…damn…she missed him. Her heart ached when she knew he wasn't there to say goodnight to. They were dimensions apart, and long distance relationships don't always tend to work out the way you desire them to. As annoying and, well, green as he was, there was something about him that stole her interest.
Far away…for far too long.
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Beast boy smiled stupidly while Mento glared down at him. There was an odd pause between the Doom Patrol members. Rita twitched a little. Negative Man rubbed the back of his neck, whistling softly to himself. And Robot man coughed awkwardly. Nothing was really ordinary when Beast Boy brought the house down...literally. After few moments and many buttons pressed, the self-destruct sequence had been activated. Everyone ran as far from the base as they could, and Mento cursed at Beast boy every step of the way. The green boy simply shrugged and hummed a random melody.
Mento's eyes narrowed as Beast Boy began to crack jokes about the explosion. "You. Blew. Up. Our. Secret. Base."
Beast boy scratched his head. "Do I get some kind of prize?"
"NO YOU DO NOT!" Mento blasted. "YOU JUST BLEW UP OUR BASE, BEAST BOY!"
"Um…yeah." The Changeling chuckled. "So, where are we gonna hang out now?
Elasti-girl frowned, placing a hand on the now fuming Mento's shoulder. "Garfield, we don't have anywhere. As Steve just said, you blew up our home."
"HE BLEW UP OUR HOME!" Mento mimicked irritably.
"Give the kid a break, Mento." Negative Man said dully. "Maybe if Robot man hadn't dropped him so many times when he was a kid, he'd have some sense."
Beast boy cocked his head. "Robot man, you seriously dropped me?"
Robot Man shrugged, offering an innocent smile. "Um..."
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And…let's just say that Cyborg's trip consists of a lot more romance than Robin and Starfire's time so far. But, hey, let's give the guy some privacy.
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What's happened so far:Raven, Beast boy, and Cyborg have left...and two days have passed since their departure. Robin's emotional issues caused him to run off to the other end of the house, leaving Starfire with salty tears. After a sweet and... awkward goodnight, Starfire whispers to her pet worm, Silkie, if Robin loves her as much as she does him. Before almost admitting what his problem is, the two are interrupted by an unexpected calling of their fellow teammates. And Starfire gives letting go of all of her feelings a heavy consideration. But when you let go of something, you can never get it back.
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Day Three.
Many long hours had passed since yesterday, and the mood had drastically slowed down. After his temper tantrum, he felt guilty—guilty for snapping at her, guilty for ignoring his friends. And guilty for never knocking on her door when he should have. He could have thrown that thing off his chest at that perfect moment, but, of course, he tossed his chance away like a piece of trash. No matter how many piles of chances he dug through, he'd never be able to find it.
Robin ran his fingers through his hair. It was already day three of their vacation, and they were on the edge of emotional suicide. He had to make it up to her somehow. It was quite easy to please Starfire. Whether it was candy or teddy bears or, especially, mustard— she made everything easy. Perhaps he should just run out to the mall and get her something. Yeah, that would work.
The Boy Wonder jumped off the couch eagerly, but quickly halted himself. What if he gave her the wrong idea about him...that he was ready for a relationship? And with the person he really didn't want to hurt. Starfire was more sensitive than the average female, and if he screwed up, he really screwed up. When he denied her of being his girlfriend, she gave him the silent treatment for days. When he rejected the opportunity to watch a movie with her, she sniffled and wiped her eyes. Normally she could handle situations like this. But when it came to Robin, her love interest, that just complicated things. If Beast boy said: "No. I don't want to watch a chick flick. I'm a manly man!" she would just shrug and go on to the next person. Of course, Raven would never say yes to anything, Cyborg would be busy kicking Beast Boy's bottom at video games, and that just left Robin. If anyone else said no, it would just be "so what? Oh, well," situation to Star. But when Robin took the stand, it was tears all around. He felt terrible about it. If she happened to ask if he loved her, and he said no, the rest of his life would be a toxic nightmare...
...But he couldn't go through the week thinking she didn't know that he was really sorry.
He had to do something.
Starfire looked at him curiously from the other side of the room. She had a small pink purse seized in her hand, while her eyes simply held full attention on him. "Robin? Are you all right?"
He shook every negative thought out of his mind. "Yeah. I'm fine. I guess."
"Glorious!" Starfire said, twirling a ringlet of hair. "I am off to the mall of shopping. Do you require anything?"
Robin smiled boyishly. "Um…actually I was just thinking about going there. Mind if I..."
"...Come with me?"
"Is that alright with you?"
She nodded cheerfully. "Yes."
"Great."
Robin rushed over to her, almost knocking her over in the process. Starfire looped her arm around his shoulders, giggling as she leaned her frame into him. "Let us go!"
--Mall--
Starfire beamed at the dozens of customers and over-priced outfits. Robin just grimaced. Walking through the ladies department wasn't...well…a man's favorite position on the globe. Many girls glanced over at him, sending suggestive winks and hand gestures. His face burned with humiliation. A blonde girl pointed at him and whispered in brunette's ear, only to explode with an obnoxious laugh that attracted more catcalls and blown kisses.
Robin smacked his forehead with a disgusted groan, listening to things like: "Robin! Oh my God, Robin! I want to have your children!"
Only for Starfire.
The alien dashed over to a rack of mini skirts, obviously ignoring all the attention her Boy Wonder was getting. Robin followed behind her sluggishly, glaring at some girl who was beginning to get a little too interactive with her hands from across the room. He could have easily run out of the store without her noticing him, but it wasn't worth the risk. Starfire motioned her hand his way toward him. It was still a deathly feeling being near her, knowing that she probably loved him just as much as he loved her. And it didn't seem quite fair that he had to dance around her to keep her from breaking.
"Robin!" Starfire peeped. "Come here, please!"
"Okay." Robin grunted obediently.
"Robin, I need your opinion on these..." Starfire held up three purple skirts, all 99 percent identical. She smiled at him genuinely, her eyes glittering. "Which one do you like the best?"
His face fell. "Um..."
"Which appeals more to you?" Robin shut his eyes and waved his finger around, before touching a soft fabric. He opened his eyes again.
"Uh...that...one." Starfire looked at him strangely.
"Hmm...no."
"No? What do you mean no?"
"Well, I do not like this one the best." she mewed. "But if you are fond of it, I shall purchase it at the register of cash."
"No," he breathed. "If you don't like it, you don't have to get it."
"But you said you liked it!"
"Yeah, but its your…er...style, so you should decide what to wear on your own."
She rocked onto one hip. "I believed that perhaps you should help me decide. And if you truly like it then I will purchase it."
"I guess." he muttered.
"Do you truly like it?"
Robin gulped. "Do you want me to?" he asked unsurely. Another girl began to sound out catcalls. Starfire furrowed her brows into the distance.
"It is your choice."
"I...erm...yes."
"Glorious!" Starfire cheered. He wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead.
"Okay, good" he sighed.
"Come, there is much more of the shopping to do!"
His eyes widened, and his voice dropped down to a squeak. "More…?"
--Many outfits and fan girls later...--
Starfire stepped out of the mall doors, bags and bags of clothes flooding her arms. "Thank you for accompanying me, Robin. That was most enjoyable!" He followed behind her slowly, also holding about four large bags full of odds and ends.
"…Star?" he ventured timidly, catching up to her.
She tilted her head. "Yes?"
He twitched at the sound of her voice. It was so soothing to him, yet totally nerve wracking.
"Robin? Yes?" she repeated. "Do you need my assistance in any way?"
He swallowed the lump in his throat. "I just have a question,"
"What is it?" she inquired hopefully.
"Would you...like...to..." he struggled.
"Yes?"
"Togooutforsomepizza?" he asked quickly, grinding his teeth together as he highly anticipated Starfire's answer.
She blinked at first, trying to comprehend what he had said. And a smile soon joined the scenery of her delicate face. "YES! I shall very much enjoy going for the pizza of cheese!"
"Yeah, but...it'll just be…us"
"Just us?" she questioned.
"Uh, yeah. But we don't have to if you feel uncomfortable with i-"
Starfire cut him off with a hug. "I thought you would never ask!" she squealed with delight. He gained a very large, toothy smile.
"Soooooo..." he mumbled. "I guess it's a date."
Starfire pulled away and raised a brow, a grin still planted on her lips. "Date." she mimicked.
Robin sweat dropped. "No! Its just an expression!"
…And then it was just the two of them. Sitting across the table from each other. Nobody else was around it seemed. Or maybe it was just because they were too involved in a deep conversation with each other to even notice if anyone existed. He stared into her endless emerald eyes—so caring and devoted to whoever needed her; filled with affection and tenderness. They sparkled like the night sky, so bright and beautiful. He found every part of her stunning. Her silky, crimson hair, and how she always laughed when it ticked against her waist— and her soft and comforting hands that he loved to hold. Then there was her assuring smile; always there when you need it most. That was the boy's description, that is. He couldn't take his view away from her. Although his sapphires were hidden beneath a mysterious mask, she could still tell he was looking. She could always tell. And he could always tell about her. They read each other like books, except a few pages were missing from their novels. Those sections urgently needed to be found, and stapled back so that they could be read…and sealed with a kiss. But, sometimes, you can't find everything that you want to. No matter how much your heart longs for it. Its up to the book, the author. Or in this case, Robin and Starfire.
Robin was known as the Boy Wonder. He was short—but on a growth spurt lately—obsessive, mysterious, determined, stern, and the Teen Titans leader. He had messy black hair that was styled into insanely large spikes. He had a mask that hid his eyes away, that is, until somebody gathered up the courage to peel it off. But nobody was ever allowed to touch Robin anywhere besides his arm…maybe. Although, he made an exception for Starfire. But only hand holding or hugging, of course. And…the occasional kiss on the cheek.
Christmas-colored clothing covered most of his body. The only skin that was visible was his face and a very small section of his muscular arms—due to an obsession of working out 24/7. But he always made "Starfire Time". That's what Beast boy called it. Robin always made time for his princess. He would wake up at five in the morning to watch the colorful sunrise with her. He would excuse himself from whatever he was doing to watch the brilliant sunset with the alien's gentle smile. Even if they were fighting crime, he would always catch her when she fell. It was always mixed feelings when he was holding her, sitting near her, even just talking to her. He thought of them as "Bittersweet moments": Always awkward, but very pleasing.
He couldn't stand the fact that he'd finally found her chapters, and they were exactly what he wanted to hear.
He'd trade everything he possessed in exchange for those three words to be spoken from his lips. It was all he wanted to say to Starfire. But whenever he almost got to saying them, his pages were shredded by a rude interruption or a villain, his insecurities, or a sale on mustard in isle four.
But Starfire loved Robin more than anything in the world...even mustard. She wasn't afraid to show a hint of her feelings here or there. Maybe a little bit of jealousy. Maybe a constant holding of hands or always wanting to hug him. Robin knew of these things, but as much as he wanted to, he was too stubborn to accept them. If an emotionless man hadn't raised him, he and Starfire might have already been in a relationship of some kind. Even dating.
…Something other than this.
Starfire smiled at Robin warmly. Perhaps an advancement of friendship existed already. They were alone, eating dinner, slow music playing in the background, and he had asked her to come with him. Starfire's smile grew even wider at the thought of the word 'date' that had been used in his statement.
"Robin?"
He released a long and content breath. "Yeah?"
Starfire raised an eyebrow. "Do you desire another slice of the cheese?"
He shrugged. "Sure."
She reached forward, lifted a piece of pizza out the tray, and placed it on his plate carefully. "Enjoy." She said playfully.
"Thanks." he breathed. Robin took a small bite into it with a smile growing onto his features. "Thanks for coming. I didn't know if you'd say yes or not."
"Of course I said yes." Starfire blinked. "I very much enjoy the hanging out with you."
"Ditto."
"Please, who is this 'Ditto' that you speak of?"
"Just a way of saying you agree, Star," he laughed lightly.
"Oh. Then, ditto to you as well, Robin!" she giggled. Robin sighed and took another bite out of his dinner.
"So," he slurred. "Seen any good movies lately?" He smacked himself inwardly. It wasn't exactly the best conversation starter for a date, but Starfire wasn't like other girls. No matter what Robin said, she loved it.
"Yes." she replied cheerfully. "The documentary on sugar candy factories was quite intriguing!"
"Yeah..." Robin agreed unsurely. "Candy is...great. Lots of...sugar and...stuff."
"Yes, I very much enjoy the chocolate with the glorious fillings of the caramel and artificial flavors!" Starfire chirped.
"Um…Star…speaking of chocolate and sugar…I…um…got you something." Robin lifted a small box of chocolate out of his pocket. He smiled boyishly, a cherry hue washing across his face,
Starfire gasped, giggling nervously. She took the box of candy from his gloved hand and into her own. She stared at the small package with wide eyes. Starfire couldn't understand why he bought her a present. She felt so guilty accepting this gift, and not having anything to give back. She could offer him a kiss, but she wasn't quite sure that he wanted that. In Cyborg's words, Robin was a tough nut to crack. Really tough. He hid all of his feelings and thoughts under a shell and a dark personality. But maybe his shell was becoming softer. He did give her candy, and he had never done that before. Starfire shifted closer to him, taking hold of his hand. He showed no reaction to this, except for a small blush and another bite of his pizza. Tough nut all right.
"Thank you." She whispered gently, brushing her hair out of her face.
Star laid her head onto his shoulder, forcing a shiver up and down his spine. He wasn't good about romance... at all. Starfire was happy with whatever positive sign he offered her. She wasn't picky like that. She was just happy being with him. No matter where they were, no matter what they said, no matter who was standing there—as long as she was with him, she would be satisfied. Robin on the other hand, was happy being with her, just not relaxed. This was The One in his mind. The perfect girl. He could easily destroy whatever could be there. It was like walking on a tight rope: make one wrong move and you slip away forever. Robin wasvery happy with her. Very, very happy. But he was so fearful he would lose her.
"I…love spending time with you," Starfire ventured. Robin felt his eyes loosening out of their sockets. She continued, ignoring his reaction. "May we do this again soon?"
"Sure, why not." Robin grimaced, not accepting that fact that she actually loved spending alone time with him. As much as he liked her saying that, he was starting to feel uncomfortable—starting to feel that she was getting too close to him and he didn't really mind it. She was holding his hand, and he was holding hers tighter. They locked into eye contact, never speaking a word the whole time. Starfire moved closer to his face. Thoughtlessly, he did the same.
Inches away…
So close to sanctuary…
His sweet surrender…
"Ahem."
The two glanced up at the waiter standing above them. Robin and Starfire were ghostly white with mortification.
"Your check..." The man said bluntly, walking off with a roll of his eyes. "Teenagers..."
Robin shook his head and opened his wallet, playing her with his signature smile. "Its on me."
Starfire nodded slowly and carefully, full of sadness and yet...joy. So what if he hadn't kissed her? He'd almost lip locked with her, and he had asked her out. Right now, that seemed like enough.
As he sorted various dollar bills, Starfire pressed her lips to his cheek for a brief moment…
And her lip mark remained there long after he paid the tip.
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A/N: Ugh…yeah, I know it jumps around a lot and it gets confusing. But as I've said before, I didn't want to change the chapters too much. Anyway, if you liked it, please review!
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