Okay, I have two excuses for you guys that are 'stone-me-to-death' worthy excuses. They are that bad… One, I was lazy for two weeks and couldn't think of what to write, two when I FINALLY found out what to write... My computer turned against me and would turn on no matter what I did! Boy was I p/o'd. But anyways, here I am my faithful readers! (If I have any left) Now on to the story!

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Raven

Raven woke up half-expected to be on the floor where she passed out but didn't really mind that she found herself bundled up in her bed. She sat up and looked around the room. She noticed the door was cloaked with black magic along with the air vents, window and even the outlets, the outlets where for Beast Boy whom could easily turn into something small enough to get through those.

Oh, that's right. I locked myself inside the room. No way out and no way in… Then how did I get into my bed? Raven looked around the room and it deemed empty. She was all alone. Raven pondered how on earth she went from the floor to her bed. She simply put the thought away as her sleep walking. Even though she has never slept walk before her entire life. Raven got up out of her bed and walked into her bathroom where she started the water. After it steamed up she stepped in.

Raven's mind still felt light from the amount of magic lost due to the spell. So she sat down on the shower floor and decided to just stay like that. She sighed in contentment as the hot water felt so good sliding down various parts of her body. She then grabbed a wash-cloth and poured some "midnight passion'" (a gift from Starfire.) shower gel on to it and began to lather up her body. Raven found herself enjoying the smell of the gel making a mental note to get some more when she ran out. Raven ran the cloth on her face and felt her cheek sting just a bit from the pressure.

Dang, bruise is still there. She let her hand lingerthere for a moment continuing on. After ten more minutes of scrubbing and just enjoying the heat, she reached out of the shower and felt a towel hanging up on the bar next to the shower. She pulled it into the shower with her and wrapped it around her body.

She stepped out feeling refreshed and noticed the mirror was fogged up. She walked over to the counter and leaned over to wipe away the fog and as the mirror became clear she saw Slade standing in the reflection of it. She gasped and turned around only to find nothing was there. She breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm just letting my imagination and 'feelings' get to my head. Suddenly in the back of her mind Panic was running around screaming 'check the bedroom'. Raven all the sudden had an uneasy feeling rise in the pit of her stomach. With the towel still around her, she turned toward the door to find it slightly cracked open. She had closed it. She always closes it. Raven felt shaky. She tip-toed her way to the door to peek out the crack. Her room was barren not a soul in sight. Well at least from what she could see. She opened the door to allow a better visual of her room. When nothing came into view her heart slowed down and she became calmer. Even panic seemed to settle down although she was still clinging for dear life onto Brave's cloak.

She carefully walked out of the bathroom and walked over to her dresser and picked out her clothes. She was about to drop her towel when there came a voice.

"Oh Raven, you never were very good at keeping your guard up." This was followed by a soft chuckle.

Raven stood still. Fear became all to well known in her mind, while Panic was now sobbing and crying for Brave to do something, but somehow, Brave was even in a state of shock. Raven slowly turned around to see Slade leaning against the bathroom door frame. Now she saw how she didn't see him. He had been hidden behind the door as she opened it. She mentally scolded herself for not checking behind the door as she opened it.

"How did you get in here?" That was her first thought. She blocked everything off.

"I was in her before you preformed the spell. Of course I only planned to torment Robin, but I figured I might as well stop in and say hello." The last sentence dripped with sarcasm. "Of course now I have no way out." He looked around the room once more to make sure that there wasn't a way out. Then he glared at Raven.

"That's not my problem. Trust me, I had known you were in here I would of kicked you out first before I did the spell." She noticed Slade walking toward her but stopped when they were a good 10 feet apart.

"Or you knew I was in her and you just trapped me in here with you." A devious smirk crossed his masked face as Raven's face filled with shock.

"Like hell I would do that! You're the last person I would want to be trapped in a room with." Raven folded her arms across her chest to show she was angry and to keep the towel from slipping down.

"Oh, but yet you wanted to go steal more stuff with me?" Slade loved getting into Raven's head. It was just so much fun to him. He noticed Raven's expression change but it wasn't anger it was more a conflicted expression.

"That wasn't my fault. My dark side happened to escape for a moment." She stated triumphantly.

"If I remember correctly, when your dark side 'escapes' you usually have four glowing orbs as eyes. Yesterday, you were just influenced by her, but you still could have gained control and ignored her wishes but you choose to listen." Slade had walked towards her as he spoke and was not only a foot away. Raven backed up and pressed her back against the dresser feeling the knobs poke into her back. One of the knobs managed to dig into a bruise and she grimaced. Slade did not let this go unnoticed.

"Are you alright?" The words slipped out before he caught them. Raven looked up at him with confusion in her eyes. She shook it off and looked him in the eye.

"Slade, I'm fine. Just one of the knobs dug into a bruise on my back."

"You still have bruises?" He wasn't surprised about the one on her face but he figured the small ones would be gone by now.

"Yes, I still have bruises. What's the big deal?" She didn't understand Slade. One minute you want to rip out his intestine's and tie them around his neck for being so cruel, the next you feel like he's human because he acts like he cares and you want to trust him, then other times… you have no idea what you want to do.

"Let me see them." It wasn't a question.

"What?" She was taken back. Why did he want to see them?

"Let me see the bruises on you back."

"But I'm only in a towel... I'm not going to take it off." Pervert. She thought.

"Then just turn around and wrap the towel around your waist. That way only your back will be visible." He stated.

"Can't you just turn around while I get clothes on and then just lift up my shirt to show you?" He shook his head.

"No. Getting dressed could take long and if I turned around there would be a good chance of you doing something to me." Raven sighed. She wasn't going to win this. So she turned around and then let the towel drop a bit before wrapping it around her waist. Suddenly, she felt his gloved hands trace the bruises and scratches on her back.

Slade

Slade watched her as she slowly lowered her towel then tighten it around her waist. He saw all the scratched and bruised on her back. Then he felt sad, then angry, and then he found himself right behind the girl tracing her marks. Her skin was smooth if you didn't take account for the marks. He found himself taking off his gloves wanting to feel her skin with his own. As soon as his skin touched hers he heard her take a breath.

Slowly he began to caress her sides, letting her know he wasn't going to hurt her. Not like he was. But he was gone.

As soon as he had dropped Raven off with Wintergreen, he had returned to the scene to see the man there lying unconscious. He grew furious just looking at the man. So, he had taken out one of his old dueling swords and beheaded the man. He watched as the blood flooded through the alley way. He then noticed something in the mans coat pocket. He reached in and found the Necklace of Azar. Slade smiled and placed it in the pocket of his belt. This could come in handy later.

Slade felt her tense up under his touch. He wanted to make sure she trusted him so he kept his hand above her waist. He then used one of his hands and he slid his mask up just a bit so his lips were shown. He leaned down towards her back and began to leave a trail of kisses on her neck…

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To be honest, I just winged this chapter. Anyways you know what to do now! Click the REVIEW BUTTON!

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