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TT2"Beast Boy?" she asked one more time, as if to assure he was really standing before her. Gar's hands slipped off of Raven's waist, but one still kept her hand as he walked to her side.
"Oh…"
"My…"
"Sweet Azar," Raven gasped in disbelief, as Terra surged forward and caught Gar in a tight embrace. Instead of hugging back like he knew he would if she had come about five years earlier, he pulled up his arms and pushed her away.
"Terra," he breathed when his emerald eyes met her baby blues. "How did you…Where did you…What are you…Terra?" he asked again, still highly disbelieving the probability of her being here.
"Maybe I should explain…" Terra trailed off, smiling softly as she brushed back a lock of sun-bleached blonde hair.
"That would be nice," Raven stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Raven…" Terra drew out disgustedly, as if she just realized Raven was there. "What are you doing here?" Apparently, she did. "Are you and Gar…?"
"Well…" Gar started, a small smile crossing his face and taking Raven's hand again. "We're engaged." Terra's face fell. "I'm sorry, Terra, but we fell in love. We're getting married now."
"It's ok, I understand," she replied, putting on a jubilant façade. "It's not like I expected to come back and you'd just be waiting for me. I'm just glad I get to see you again. Maybe I should explain." Terra led them to the couch, where Raven took a cautious seat behind Garfield, who faced his first love.
"So…tell me…how did you come back?" Garfield asked, as Raven intricately interlaced their fingers and watched Terra in an adjudicative manner.
"I-or more likely my statue-was discovered by a paleontologist that blew into town. He hadn't heard the supposed legend of Terra, and decided to study my statue more. At the moment he touched it, it began glowing yellow and split into three-thousand pieces, releasing me from a stone prison." Terra took a short breath, looked down to her lap. "I was in a trance-like state. I did not get older, neither did I grow while in my stone prison, yet I survived. The rock surrounding me fed me, almost. It gave me the minerals I needed to survive. I was woken up when I was pulled from my trance and revived by Dr. Kilborne.
"The minute I was strong enough to be on my own, I immediately began my way to the tower. While on my way, though, I heard talk about a new generation of the Titans. I used some money the doctor had given me to grab a newspaper, and there on the front page was pictures of them, and an article of their latest defeat. Thereafter, I looked you up under your real name, and found you at this address."
"Whoa," Gar breathed. "Terra…I can't believe you're really here. That story is unbelievable. And…I know this may be a little awkward…" he trailed off and patted Raven's hand lovingly.
"It's…it's ok," she replied. "I just wanted to see you…one last time…"
"One last time?" Raven asked inquisitively.
Terra smiled softly. "Yea. Since I'm technically still a teenager, I've been given an offer to join the new Titans East team over in Steele City, as their leader, since I have the most experience of them all. I've accepted, and I'm leaving tomorrow night. I needed to see you, to see what you made of your life. I can see you're happy."
"I am," he replied, taking a moment to smile in Raven's direction. "Thank you, Terra."
"And I couldn't have picked anyone better for you myself. You're one lucky girl, Raven," Terra told her with a genuine smile. "I hope you two are happy together."
"And you know you'll be invited to our wedding, Ter. How could you not be?" Garfield smiled and broke his contact with Raven to give Terra a small hug and a kiss on the cheek. Raven gave her a hug as well.
"I knew you two would get together someday, and I was just interrupting that," Terra stated in a matter-of-factly manner.
"Not this again…" Raven trailed off, rolling her eyes.
Terra raised an eyebrow. "Not what again?"
"Everyone tells us that they knew we were meant to be. Others think it's quite ironic, but most just say we were meant to be. Fight like an old married couple. They say," Gar explained with a proud, toothy grin. "Of course, she will never admit we were meant to be, and merely went out with me for the sake of going out with me. It's ok, though, cuz I know she's lying."
Terra giggled. "So…what's been happening? I've been gone for fifteen years, and I need to be kept up to date!"
"You've missed so much," Raven told her, with a soft smile, scooting closer to Garfield, sharing body warmth with her fiancée. "Of course, you can see Gar and I finally started dating."
"Gar?"
"Oh you missed his entire journey with the Doom Patrol. Long story short, I found out his name was Garfield and teased him mercilessly." Raven grinned angelically. "That's how we same up with his new nickname."
"Worst five months of my life."
"Poor Garfield," Raven teased. "Anyways, back to 'you've missed so much'. You will never believe what happened. Starfire and Robin had a little fling when they were both sixteen-" Raven started, but was cut off.
"Mr. Good Boy had a fling? At sixteen?" Terra asked, surprised to say the least.
"Yea. Anyways, Star got pregnant-"
"Star got pregnant? At sixteen?" Terra asked, her afore mentioned expression repeated ten fold.
"Ok, that's beginning to get very annoying," Raven stated as politely as possible (for Raven).
Terra blushed. "Sorry. Continue."
"Anyways, Star got pregnant and no one knew, so she ran away, thinking she was disgracing the team by bringing a baby into this world under our roof. Long story short, thirteen years later, we fought some criminal at a bank, and found her and her daughter. She and Richard hooked up again, and now they're getting married in three weeks," Raven explained.
"Didn't anyone think it was kind of…skanky, for lack of better words, for them to have sex at sixteen?" Terra asked, treading lightly with her words for she did not know what reaction she would receive.
"Well, in her culture, an active sex life is encouraged. Tamaranians are a very…open…people," Raven replied, wondering if Terra would understand her meaning when she said 'open'.
"Yea, like that one time she came into the living and just randomly shouted 'I received a-'" but Gar was cut off by Raven stomping on his foot.
"She said she wanted to know what has been going on, not be scarred for life," Raven hissed.
"It was quite funny though. The look on Robin's face was invaluable when she asked him to help her," Garfield chuckled.
"I feel bad for the boy," Raven muttered, nodding her head. "Why did Starfire have to be so naïve?"
"To make us laugh?" Garfield asked, not realizing it was a rhetorical question.
Raven smiled. "She did that much for us. I can't remember a time I didn't laugh when she asked Robin to explain or show something to her. Like when she asked Robin what a 'first base' was. Priceless."
"Ooh, tell me," Terra asked, scooting forward to the edge of her seat. "If there's nothing I love more, it's when Robin pulls himself into shit for offering tutelage to Star."
"Ok, so we were all watching a movie, when all of a sudden, Star says in the most innocent voice 'Robin, what is a first base?'. He kind of chokes on his soda for a minute, before saying it's the first place you run to in the Earth sport of Baseball. She then wonders out loud why the kids in the movie she watched before that would want to run to first base when they weren't playing baseball. He explained it could also mean something else, and when she asked what, he said he'd tell her later," Gar explained, a wide grin on his face.
"And then Starfire, two seconds later, says, 'it is later, now may I please know'," Raven continued for him. "So Robin leans over, whispers in her ear, and then her face lights up and she squeals 'So the teenagers were merely wishing to stick their tongues in each others mouths! That is what we have done, correct?' Needless to say, Robin turned bright red and mumbled 'Yea, something like that'. Hee-larious."
"What?" Terra questioned. "Didn't anyone ask what she meant when she said 'that is what we have done'?"
"Well, we already basically knew. When the Titans first met up, Starfire had kissed him and we just all never mentioned it again. Apparently they had a five-second make-out session that we weren't aware of," Gar explained.
Terra began cracking up. "No way. Tell me more."
And the conversation lasted into the night, the three going on like they had known each other all their lives.
TT2"Richard…" Kori trailed off in a beautiful singsong voice, carrying two cups of steaming hot coffee towards the bed where her lump of a fiancée still lay. He was on his stomach, his face in the pillow, with sheets bunched around his waist. This exposure revealed his toned back muscles, and his rather large left foot. "Get your adorable plorka out of the bed!"
"Meh…" he mumbled into the pillow, his foot twitching only slightly. Besides that, he made no move to get out of bed. Kori sighed, before daintily placing the mugs on their bed stand.
"Richard…" she sang again, trailing her long fingernail down his foot, which was sticking off the side of the bed. Goosebumps began to form on his skin. "Do you really require me to do-" Kori paused as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist from behind. "-this."
"Yes, I do," he mumbled. Kori heaved another deep breath, before beginning to run her long fingernails up and down his back. "Ahh…" he groaned, moving his arms so they were cradling his head.
"Will you listen to me now?"
"You keep doing that and I might just marry you," he joked. Kori smiled at his joke (one of the only Earth jokes she would ever understand), but did not respond. She only continued to run her fingernails over his exposed skin. "A little to the left…ah…heavenly. Have I told you I love you lately?"
"Only last night before I went to bed, last night before I fell asleep, and this morning before I went to make the coffee. No, not as of late," she replied lightheartedly, then with a charming giggle. Kori relinquished the task of scratching his back, instead opting to give him a light back massage.
"Well I'm telling you again now. I love you…" he trailed off, with another groan. "And you have a serious future as a massage therapist."
"I am very partial to my job as a secretary, thank you very much," she replied, working on a huge knot near his shoulder blade. "You are very tense. Lighten up."
"It's a Sunday. I'm light. I'm not tense," he replied in a groan as she applied a bit more pressure.
"Well, you will be soon; bridesmaid dress shopping with Raven and Kimi. You must get up to tag along," she told him. "It is almost eleven, and they will be here at twelve."
Richard mumbled incoherently. Though Kori did not catch it, she retorted either way. "Twenty days left until our wedding, and we have not yet picked out a bridesmaid dress."
"What about that yellow one you liked?" Richard asked.
"Kimi stated that it made her butt look big, and it clashed with her eyes," Kori responded, trying not to giggle. Richard nodded into his pillow, showing his understanding.
"How's Kimi getting here?" Richard mumbled.
"Raven is picking her up, because she told me she would rather not to fly." Kori continued her massage, making small talk with her soon-to-be-husband. A few minutes passed, when Kori asked, "Are you ready to get up yet?".
"Not yet…" he trailed off, releasing a contented breath.
"Richard!" Kori squealed in an almost shrill voice.
"Fine!" he replied grumpily, flipping himself over so quickly that Kori was barely moved from her original position, and he was now looking up at her. "Hello."
"Hello my dear," she replied, leaning down to kiss him gently.
He motioned for her to get off of him, and she did just that, swinging her leg over and sliding off the bed. Without his asking, she helped him out of their bed and he popped up with ease. "C'mere you!" he exclaimed, and in one swift movement picking her up and cradling her in his arms.
"Ah! What in the name of X'hal are you doing?" Kori squealed.
"I got bored," he replied indifferently with a small shrug.
"I can see that! Let me down! I am perfectly capable of using my legs," she retorted, kicking her legs in a muted manner.
Richard smirked and threw her over his shoulder (making sure to be gentle, even though it did not matter because Tamaranians are so tough) and began walking towards the door. Once in the hallway, he proceeded down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"You do realize, if I were to want to get down, I could easily do so," she told him, crossing her arms. "But I am not wanting to get down, so I shall not try."
"Sure," Richard replied in a feigning skeptical tone. "So…what should I have for breakfast?" he asked casually, as if his fiancée were not slung over his shoulder.
"How about a big heaping bowl of let your wife down?" she suggested innocently. "I shall kiss you for it…" she enticed him, and it took no more for him to let her down and pucker his lips expectantly. "I am not kissing you," she retorted stubbornly. "You would not put me down."
"Star!" he whined, like a lost and hurt puppy dog.
"Nope, you get no kiss," she told him. "Sorry." She stubbornly crossed her arms over her chest and began walking away. "I need to get ready. Good day, Mr. Grayson."
Richard stood there, wounded both in ego and pride. "Starfire!" he squeaked, before starting after her at a brisk jog. He caught up to her in the entryway, and easily distributed his weight so he could jump over her. He landed in a slightly awkward position in front of her, his palm stretched on the floor with his arm holding him up, his other arm behind his back and his knees bent to their maximum.
"I see you have been training," she mentioned simply. "Even so, you will not get your kiss. I am a very independent woman, and am able to survive without the affection of anoth-" Kori was cut off as Richard abruptly stood and pressed his lips to hers. He intertwined their hands as Kori dreamily pulled away.
"What was I saying?" she asked dazedly, with a small smile gracing her full lips.
"I don't know," Richard replied with a smirk. "I knew gymnastics turned women on. That's the only reason I agreed to take a class while training with Batman."
"Oh, yes, Gymnastics drives the women on your planet and mine wild," Kori replied, kissing him once more and savoring his taste.
"I can tell," he replied huskily, coming forward, and running his hands up her exposed thighs. She was clad in merely sleeping shorts and a long-sleeved shirt (that, ironically, belonged to him) whose sleeves were pushed up.
"You naughty little boy. For all you are knowing, Galfore could walk in the door right now, back from his trip to Tamaran," Kori told him, her voice deep and seductive. "Would not want to be caught in the act, you little Krektron?"
"I'm hoping Krektron means something good," Richard whispered into her ear, using his hand at the small of her back to press her against his body.
"Let us just clarify it is not a word we would want Kimi using anytime soon," Kori murmured, as he began to softly kiss her neck.
"Oh shit!" Richard exclaimed, his head snapping up and his eyes going wide, needless to say, he killed the mood. "Kimi. It's-" he looked at the watch that was constantly wrapped around his wrist "-11:27! Kimi will be here in thirty minutes."
Kori smirked, not at all affected by his frantic countenance. "Let's save time then…shower together."
Richard let his eyebrow rise so far it nearly disappeared under his thick tangle of ebony hair. But he wasn't one to argue with a lady.
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