Amidst the swirls of bright colored dresses, the black outfit was certainly unique. His teammate was chatting lightly with a tall, Hispanic man. All of Beast Boy's ideas about a fancy Raven paled in comparison. His mouth dropped open as he gaped rather foolishly.
Her dress was a shimmering black that ended around her knees. With the dress was simple enough- no fancy stitching or even an outlandish design, it fit her body perfectly. The sheer black short sleeves rippled softly as she moved. The gathered top split to reveal some cleavage- not a lot though- and the snug waist cascaded into a wave of black silk that swayed with her. Her pale skin seemed creamy, like the moon or a bowl of milk. Beast Boy had the sudden urge to jump her and struggled, with a visible wince, to ignore the heat.
Then, Raven locked eyes with him and the animals inside him growled hungrily- the look on her face showed him she knew the team was there and she was not happy about it. He fidgeted with his bow tie once again- it was hot in here. He watched Raven turn back to her companion, who nodded with a smile and took her hand. Then, the stranger kissed it lightly before disappearing into the crowd.
Beast Boy growled under his breath, spurred on by his animal side. He shook the thoughts away as she wove over to join them. A quick glance at Robin revealed only the furrow of his brow- he was confused about the stranger- and Starfire's eyes glittered happily. Cyborg's low chuckle vibrated in the green one's ears.
"Oh, Friend Raven!" Starfire squealed when her friend drew close, "it is most delightful that you have found a boyfriend!" She hugged her stoic friend, who wiggled free before she could be squashed.
"He's not my boyfriend." She replied hastily, casting her eyes downwards. But, Beast Boy swore he could see a twinge of red on her cheeks. His pointy ears dropped a little at the idea.
"Aw, Raven's got a boyfrienddd~" Cyborg teased in a singsong voice as the purple haired girl ushered them outside. Her eyebrow twitched in annoyance and she cast a glance back at the straggling green boy, who shrunk under the glare.
Back in the T-car, Beast Boy fidgeted from beside Raven. Sure, they were all in formal wear, but she looked nice. And he couldn't get the memory of the Hispanic man out of his mind. It played on a repeated loop in his brain- like his heat, he couldn't shake it away. He groaned softly and stared out the window. He watched the land begin to lurch.
"So," Robin started his interrogation from the front seat, "who was that guy?" He had some creepy, anal control obsession where he had to know about the team's interactions with non-team members.
"That was Oculto, the male who dances with Máscara." She replied evenly. Robin made some comment and Raven grunted in response. Starfire jumped into an animated account of the dances, with commentary from the others.
Still, Beast Boy didn't turn from the city streaking past him. If he could reach through the window, maybe he could grab something. Even though the world was passing him by, if he had the guts, he could thrust his hand out and grasp something and it would be his. No one could take it. It would be his and his only. The animals inside him raged at the thought, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut. He was feeling a little sick. Dizzy.
Maybe staring out the window was not such a great idea. His fists clenched in his lap. The world was spinning- even the blackness in his eyes seemed to dance sickeningly. Would anything be still? Why wouldn't it stop?
It stopped abruptly. Through the fog of his now clearing mind, he felt a presence on his back, a hand resting in between his shoulder blades. The touch was cool and soothing. Even his raging animal nature was silent. Still, instead of feeling entirely relieved, he felt tired, in the can't-move-a-muscle, pass-out-while-standing exhausting way. He shifted slightly, resting his head on the glass of the car and let his heavy eyes fall. He was out like a light.
Next thing he knew, he was being shaken awake. The fog in his mind dissipated as the thing- the person- shoved him again. Blinking away tired tears, he turned to face a bored face.
"Are you going to get out of the car sometime today?" The emotionless voice inquired. Beautiful pale skin and wide purple eyes blinked at him. A huge yawn escaped Beast Boy's lips. His eyes slipped closed only to feel himself sliding off the seat and into the air and-slam- onto the ground.
"Aw, Raven." He whined, rubbing his backside. He'd be bruised for weeks. The animal side inside of him growled in approval. A blush set his cheeks on fire.
"AlrightwellI'!" He managed to choke out before sprinting into the tower. In the safety of his room, he groaned, pulling at his hair. \
"Shutup!Shutup!Shutup!" He hissed at the creatures in his mind. They roared in protest, but quieted after a moment. There was no reason for them to be clamorous at the present. They were too sluggish with sleepiness anyways.
And to think, he only had two months of this hell left. With a tired sigh, he undressed and climbed into the lower bunk of his bed.
Beast Boy always loved noon. It was the perfect time. The sun was high and shining. It was the bridge between times, so to speak. To the changeling, there was no better way to spend noon then annoying a rather stoic teammate of his.
Unfortunately for him, she was no where to be seen. She wasn't in her room, or on the roof, or anywhere on the island. He checked the whole Tower (except the basement, but that place was just too creepy.) Nobody knew where she was either.
The green teen frowned lightly as he thought over the possible places she could be. The only thought he could get, though, was that her room would tell him where she was. He fought that thought away viciously- he'd learned his lesson from going into that creepy place the first time.
After hours of musing blankly, he trudged to the common room to find something to occupy his mind. 'Alright, Beast Boy, let's see. There's Mega Monkeys 5, Speed Racer... I could watch a movie. We have-' His mind froze as it was caught by a reflective silver light. 'Oh, score!' He did a victory dance as he scooped up the iPod, and with a sinister smile, raced to his room.
"Let's see who's baby I've got!" He cackled as he turned the player in his hands. It had to be Raven or Robins. Cyborg had a built in radio in his arm and Star had covered her pink player in flower stickers and other girly things. While it was hard to say who owned the white music device, Beast Boy couldn't wait to get snooping. With little ceremony, he thumbed the center button.
"Woah." Who knew Raven would have a white iPod? He scrolled through the music, scanning through a ton of unknown artists and songs with titles he couldn't pronounce. It wasn't a big selection, and he reached the bottom pretty quickly. He looked at the pictures section- empty- and went back to music.
"Hm. 'Poetry.' Typical Raven playlist. 'Cy's Music,' how come he gets his own playlist on her iPod?" Beast Boy's frown turned into a confused scowl. "Tango... She must really like that stuff." There were five songs in the list- apparently she didn't like it that much. Beast Boy selected the first song and grabbed an earbud. The music sounded eerily familiar.
The green being racked his brains twice before giving up. The song switched. Emerald eyes widened. This was the opening song for that sexy dancer...
The memory of the dance blazed through his mind, amplified by his starved senses. The animals purred at the flashbacks, making Beast Boy dizzy. He grabbed a sort of clean outfit off the floor- it didn't smell at least- and left his room. He needed a cold shower. Pronto.
The white iPod shone with reflected floresence on the desk, forgotten.