Author's Note: Naturally since it's a mature rating it should get a little out of character from time to time but I'll try to keep them true to their personalities.
I have to be honest and admit I'm not really sure where I want to go with this so if any of you have any ideas where it hopefully won't be predictable or the ending can't be seen coming from a mile away, feel free to PM me.
I honestly like writing this though, wish I could have made this chapter longer but I'm happy where I stopped at, again it's not edited but hope you enjoy all the same.
Awkwardly, if a bit reluctantly for Starfire the two slowly unwound themselves, Beast Boy slowly unwrapping his arm from her waist, leaving a sudden empty heat and company which was honestly more than she deserved from the man she had injured.
Apparently they had sat together under the blanket of the mysterious night sky from what felt to them like hours, but in harsh reality it was only thirty minutes.
While she watched Beast Boy or rather the young fifteen year old man whose real name was Garfield Mark Logan, or Gar as he insisted she call him when they were away from prying eyes and scornful lips stand up and after a few second of hesitation pulled her up as well she could not help the bitter, unwelcome mocking tone that sounded in the back of her mind.
"The short, green boy is your rebound? That's seriously pathetic." Her inner doubt chuckled without remorse but she could not stop it from being said because it was her honest thoughts and she was a being of intense, powerful emotions.
If only to herself, Koriand'r had to admit that she did instead feel closer to her friend, but her mind was much too deeply in shambles to know if it was anything romantic.
"Maybe I am the whore that Friend Robin spoke of instead of his former teammate, though I forgot the girl's name who he said was from Gotham." The Tamaranean woman suddenly scoffed to herself as they walked towards the roof's only exit besides the rocks and ocean below, a choice none of them not even Starfire in her depressed state of mind ever thought of making.
She groaned in annoyance by the sudden bright light that suddenly assaulted her vision from the light above which made her mutter a curse in her own language again which the teenager in front of her seemed to catch because he paused at the railing close to the concrete stairs that led, unfortunately to the ops room.
The one place Starfire had no desire to be and though it was a mere, subtle shake of his head, Beast Boy again looked at his friend as he followed her down the stairs though he could clearly morph at any time he chose to so he didn't have to be in her presence and it made her have a ghost of a smile on her lips knowing he wanted to be near her.
But whether it was due to wanting to protect his friend should she slip and hurt herself or just plain laziness, Starfire could not tell, though she as well as everyone else knew that him being slothful was the norm around the tower.
Instead she chose not to dwell on it as they reached the door that was both an entrance and exit to the ops room, their living room combined kitchen where it all started and ended in less than twenty minutes.
Starfire was woefully unprepared from the true destruction that she and her former best friend, though she sincerely hope she would be forgiven soon had caused without thinking of anything but anger and instinct had done to their own main area that all of them visited almost as much as their own bedrooms.
It appears that the two female Titans had forgotten the true extent of their abilities in their haste of unstable emotions and for what the Tamaranean princess had considered a personal betrayal upon seeing Robin kiss his girlfriend.
First and foremost was that the enormous television screen in the center was gone, in it's place was a crater from one of the girl's attacks which was still lightly smoking around the edges of the hole, the entertainment system no doubt was hurled far into the ocean below, never to be seen again or simply exploded into oblivion, neither of which she could be certain making Starfire feel a tremendous wave of guilt for going overboard, if she truly was the cause of the t.v. now being gone.
After the shock of that slowly diminished to a lesser extent, she began to notice even more evidence of their 'Epic battle' she heard Gar speak over his shoulder in an intent to lighten the mood as was his nature but this...was simply not something that could be waved off with a few words or what they had left of their electronic currency for the month, sent either to their communicator or their house after they successfully completed a mission given to them by the city.
Minus property damage from the battle of course and then distributed among the five of them little by little depending on who they fought and she had to hold on to the changling to prevent herself from collapsing in awe and guilt.
"It will take a thousand Grubfars to cover even half the damage done to this room." Starfire whispered slowly to herself, having a feeling that Beast Boy heard her but for once he chose not to comment.
There were still small scotch marks all over the floor and walls from where she had used her eye lasers and they were even now slightly burning, not a single part of the entertainment center left untouched.
A quarter of the ceiling on the left top corner was literally twisted, bent and crushed from her strength trying to either impale or contain the bird resembling woman, in name and in full strength of her power she realized as she looked and saw the couch was in ribbons.
It was no exaggeration, every single part of the large horse shoe purple couch was sliced and torn to pieces so much that the stuffing, springs and cushions were still falling out like a soldier bleeding slowly on a battlefield, a horrible comparison but an honest one.
As the prized Gamestation Beast Boy and Cyborg and even sometimes herself worshipped was torn to smithereens, beyond repairable, wire and plastic everywhere among the carpet and the controllers no where in sight.
"It must have been the gigantic bird Raven had summon when she had finally had enough...it appears I'm much faster than she anticipated." The alien thought with a very strange sense of pride and shame, an odd mix of two very opposite emotions for sure.
Beast Boy tried to get her to move and not see the ruin they had so spectacularly caused to their own house but Starfire was mesmerized by exactly how far the two women went, all for a male human, it was a horrible realization she slowly began to notice now.
The kitchen was quite literally blown to hell, in fact she could distinctly remember causing the oven to explode throwing a starbolt at the empath in rage who smoothly dodged which she supposed would be considered the first punch before Raven shielded them, saving their lives and engaging in the battle that she had no doubt was tearing the team apart even now.
Honestly if it was not for Beast Boy and the unforgivable regret she felt deep in her marrow for her actions, Koriand'r of Tamaran would have already flew as far away as she was able to in her injured condition.
But now that was not an option and she saw with at least a very small bit of relief that their counter top, though absolutely charcoaled and giving the impression that it would turn to ashes at any moment was still, somehow standing tall along with splatters of food all around the walls and ceiling, completely unrecognizable or tarnished to not allow even a small serving, apparently they now had no food or drinks...great.
The sink was covered in ashes and half melted on the right side, the dishwasher completely blown to pieces and the shelves holding the plates and glasses were destroyed in the blast, even the small shelves where the silverware and other kitchen applications used to be was melted. Glass littered the entire kitchen and the refrigerator was half melted, folding in on itself .
Nonetheless the two Titans saw their comrade Cyborg slouched in a partly melted barstool, having quite a sizeable bottle of amber liquor in his mechanical left hand meaning it could have been a form of alcohol and a small completely ignored shot glass in front of him, from the quarter of the bottle being gone, it was safe to assume where Cyborg was now focusing his energy.
The vacant look in the left eye of the man who was ninety five percent machine was unbearable for either of the Titans to withstand, and though no one said anything they knew exactly who was at fault.
It mattered little where he got the glass or even the alcohol but both of them could clearly tell Cyborg needed it at the moment and if they were being completely honest with themselves, they could not blame him.
"I was going to use this to celebrate their anniversary, knowing how they both would have refused, maybe even get a blush from Raven or hell even Robin. Get a laugh from B, a giggle from Star...a great start to a great night. A very well deserved night in my opinion." He chuckled dryly, it was hollow like tapping on an empty suit of armor, which is exactly how they felt Cyborg looked to them over pouring himself another drink.
It was silent as a crypt, unnerving both the younger members of the group and seemed like an eternity before the older man spoke once more, his voice strangely soothing despite the mayhem around them.
"I rooted for you, you know Star. Was happy two people I consider family were finally after so many hints and warnings choosing to hook up, but ...heh...after all the shit we have been through. The monsters, machines, super powered junkies and even fucking demons….fucking demons ya'll. You both chose to simply...fall out of love." He whispered the last word with such a dark snarl it caused the two Titans to jump at how much hatred the man had brewing inside him.
Though Starfire felt the urge to correct him and say that it was Robin who fell out of love for her, she chose wisely not to speak, seeing how in the end it didn't matter anyway.
They could not even sit down, they could do nothing but stand there side by side and listen to their second in command speak from his heart, his no doubt drunken, resentful heart but at least in a sense it was justified and they uttered not a sound to back talk him.
"After all why have common interest and similar personalities when you can just fuck like rabbits all night and day, hey Starfire?" He sang in a tipsy demeanour, his large robotic body swaying dangerously from side to side, threatening to collapse the stool underneath him but he didn't care and they were honestly to frighten of their drunk friend to do anything.
Starfire felt that it was unfair that he would just bluntly summarized the feelings her and Robin used to have to intercourse, besides even with all their hormones she never allowed the Boy Wonder to go farther than lightly fingering her vagina through her underwear at nights when they watched movies and were alone or allowing him to rub and play with her breast but never have they done full blown sex.
She has never even gotten farther than stroking his flaccid penis through his costume pants or kissing him for long periods of times with their tongues involved but she had a feeling it was not wise to tell the man who was like an older brother to her all this information so she kept her mouth shut and allowed him to ramble.
"Mama always said I had my head in the clouds." He chuckled to himself, his tone light in silent amusement that only he could comprehend before he stood up abruptly, grabbed the small shot glass never even touched and hurled it with all his strength against the wall across from him, showering the sink in shards.
"Fuck!" He roared, similar to an animal again making the two teenagers jump in fright as Cyborg grabbed the bottle roughly and swallowed a large amount before slamming it on the counter, the two were surprised it did not shatter from the contact as he slowly backed away from them his hands held up like he had surrendered.
"I'm sorry, ya'll..I need to...I need to go hit something." He muttered half to himself, turning around and walking away with a noticeable sway, the alcohol probably affecting him more than they thought.
When the automatic door slid opened and he stumbled away from sight, that was when they felt the need to release a breath they did not know they had been holding in.
With quite, deliberate steps Beast Boy walked towards the counter top with his terrified companion in tow not daring to speak before he reached out a hand and gripped the bottle, taking a small swig before sliding it over to the petrified alien who could only grasp the neck with trembling hands and brought it to her lips, feeling the burning sensation of the beverage slid down her throat, making Starfire cough loudly, spraying drops of the liquid all over the table.
After her coughing frenzy had calmed down she hesitantly took a smaller drink, allowing the liquid courage to make her relax slightly while Beast Boy gripped the edges of the table tight, leaning his arms out with his head down and simply breathing.
Again it was only a uncomfortable, but necessary silence that overtook them grudgingly, Starfire resting her arms against the heated but not burning counter and nursed her drink until Beast Boy reached a hand over and took it from her without a sound, taking a long sip as he released it to breath and placed it in the middle where it was accessible to both.
"Where is Friend Robin and Raven?" She questioned the shapeshifter slowly making him pull his body towards the table and lean on his folded arms before he answered.
"Robin hopped on his bike and disappeared, Rae and him got into quite a verbal fight after you stormed off, if I had to guess he might not be back until morning. Take a wild guess where Raven is, Star." He laughed to himself with no amount of humor coating his words, half heartedly reaching for the drink again but decided against it.
"Are the Titans...over?" She whimpered quietly making the boy only shake his head in annoyance.
"Yeah...ask the comic relief that would definitely know the important shit, Star. Real fucking useful." He replied sarcastically as Starfire could only fiddle with her hands in shame knowing he spoke the truth.
"Hell of a night, eh?" He snorted after an unknown amount of silence penetrated the air making the Tamaranean scoff with a somber shake of her head.
"Yes, Friend Beast Boy….a hell of a night." She responded right before the changeling stood up where he had rested and told her he was going to bed, taking one last sip of the alcohol before he departed and whispered good night, leaving the alien alone with her thoughts.
She felt torn between what to do now, should she pack her bags and fly home? Wait for Robin to return and try to discuss everything like adults until he got fed up and angrily left or worse, kicked her off the Titans? Or should she do everything in her power to attempt a civilized conversation with the woman she had no doubt hurt the worse in her destructive mood?
Honestly, she didn't know and she was far too exhausted to worry about apologizing right now, for all she knew it could lead to an even worse confrontation than what had already transpired between all of them , she decided it could at least wait until morning the hear the final verdict of her actions.
Feeling like absolute shit, Starfire got up from the counter, snatached the remaining liquor from where it stood and trudged to her room, being grateful for her accelerated healing ability she possessed as it helped her side not ache as it had done and the flow of blood to stop while she walked to her room, woozy from the blood loss as she opened the door after inputting her security numbers, kicked off her shoes and throwing herself onto her bed, remembering not to accidentally fall on Silke who was asleep on the edge of her bed.
As she very slowly turned around and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like hours, occasionally taking a sip of the drink in her left hand, one thought repeated itself over and over again through her tormented mind.
She had really fucked up big time.