**UPDATED 8/3/12**
Sorry folks, the final chapter will have to wait until next Thursday (if the internet is on). I wrote up the chapter at my dad's house, but the internet was down so I couldn't post it. Now I'm at my mom's until Thursday and I really don't want to rewrite that whole thing.
So, you'll just have to wait a few days. Sorry :'( In the meantime, enjoy this updated chapter.
Sorrow continued with her speech. "We shouldn't love someone who has already found their perfect match. There's no logic behind it whatsoever. The only thing that can come of it is heartbreak."
Don't wish. Don't start. Wishing only wounds the heart.
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl.
"Why do we even love him?" She turned with a flare of her deep grey cape, causing everyone to jump back with a small start. Sorrow wasn't known for quick movements, seeing as she was typically sulking in the outskirts of the group. "Can anyone tell me why we're doomed to love someone who'd never return our feelings?" She then made purposeful eye contact with as many emotions as she could, challenging them to answer her question. Wisdom looked back at Sorrow stoically, but didn't speak up. Rage lowered both eyebrows and huffed annoyedly, but also remained silent. Even Knowledge couldn't provide any help, stuttering a few syllables before simply shrugging.
"Why?" a voice suddenly spoke from the back of the group. The crowd parted, making way for a rose-robed Raven.
"Love," I mumbled, identifying the serene-looking girl immediately.
The soft pink fabric of Love differed greatly from that of the magenta-robed Happy and the bright purple of Lust, who flanked Love on either side.
"Because he makes us happier than anything else can," Happy propositioned. Several emotions nodded.
"He's damn hot," added Lust with a smirk.
Every single eye turned to Lust, including mine. A blush that matched Rage's scarlet robe blossomed across my cheeks, however, as I came to the realization that I was listening to my own subconscious thoughts.
"What? You all know it's true," Lust retorted.
"Anywaaay," Love said, extending the end of the word to emphasize the awkward moment whilst bringing the conversation back on track. "We love Beast Boy. That much we can all say is true."
"I asked why," Sorrow interjected quietly, but without any hint of anger.
Love and Wisdom both shot Sorrow stern looks, causing the grey-robed girl's eyes to well up with tears. The normal Sorrow was back, apparently.
"Why… Does anyone know why love even exists? Love is a deeper emotion than anyone really understands—even I don't fully understand myself," Love continued, gesturing towards herself slightly. "But there's got to be a method the madness that is love, right?" More nodding from others.
Love began walking down the aisle the parted emotions had created, slowly making her way towards me until she was just inches away from my face. Love looked into my eyes and asked, "Why do you love him?"
I looked down as I tried to think of something to say. "Look at me," Love instructed. I looked up, our twin eyes locking. In the reflection of her pupils I saw every perfect memory of you and I, but not through my own eyes— through yours. There you were, teasing me, poking at my emotions, tugging at my heartstrings. I all saw it through your eyes, feeling your emotions.
They began innocently at first— friendship, happiness. But as the memories played on, tension and anxiety began to appear, slowly growing until finally there came the moment just a few hours ago when an emotion who no one, according to her, truly understood manifested itself…
I jerked back, away from Love, and landed on my back— hard. I opened my eyes, gasping for breath, and saw I was back in my room.
I scrambled to my feet and ran to the door. I looked back over my shoulder as it slid open to make sure it wasn't too late at night for something so crazy. Luckily for me, it was only 8:57 (20 minutes for an epiphany-awesome) I didn't even think to stop moving until I felt myself collide with something.
"Whoa," you said, staggering back a few steps but managing to keep your balance.
I whipped my head around so it was facing forward again, surprised to see the exact person I was about to search for standing just outside my door.
"Why were you—"
But just like in the dream, I was cut off mid-sentence by your lips on mine.
And as much as I didn't want to, I pulled away. "Dammit," I hissed. "I fell asleep again." I squeezed my eyes shut and began furiously pinching the inside of my wrist. When they opened again, you were still in front of me, hurt and confusion plain on your boyish face.
"Raven, what are you talking about? I came here because I—"
Now it was my turn to cut you off, though I chose to do so in the form of talking. "Love me." I completed. You returned my statement with a look of confusion.
"How'd you—"
"Long story," I said with a dismissive wave of my hand. You crooked an eyebrow in curiosity, so I quickly tapped a finger against my skull and mimed talking with my hands. You giggled, which I took to mean you understood my hand symbols.
I then looked into your eyes for the second time today, turning completely serious again as I slowly said, "I love you too, Beast Boy."
Your giggle was cut short, replaced by astonishment, which was quickly chased away by a huge grin.
I felt a faint smile creep onto my own lips as you wrapped me in a tight hug. But it was a short-lived one, as a thought crossed my mind.
"What about Terra?"
You pushed me to arms' length and looked at me in a way that was almost confused—like I was missing something obvious. "We broke up." You said.
"Why?"
The answer you supplied made my mouth hang slightly ajar.
"I guess I realized she wasn't the right girl for me, and I think I know who is," you perfectly quoted my dream from just two hours ago, even down to the one word that didn't completely satisfy me.
"Think?" I asked.
"Yeah, wait, no. I know who is," you corrected yourself, taking my hand in your gloved one.
I closed my mouth and smiled again, pulling you closer to finish the kiss I'd interrupted.
