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FOUR

Flight

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Up here on the rooftop, the troubles of the world are left – like the tiny specks of light from the many windows – far below him.

Up here is where the wind blows freely and he doesn't have to worry about whether the others know that he sneaks glances at her because now she is right in front of him.

Her hood is lowered – he prefers it down, anyway, then he doesn't just have to look in her eyes, he can look at her face. The wind is blowing her deep purple hair and silky strands of it caress her cheeks, but she makes no move to sweep the strands away, just picks him out with her eyes and holds the gaze.

"You sure you want to do this?" she asks, but she doesn't lift her voice up at the end, so the question sounds like a statement.

"Positive," he whispers.

Without moving, she beckons him towards her silently and he takes a few steps forward so they are very close and now the hem of her cloak whips around his ankles along with hers.

He slips off his shoes and lightly places his bare, green feet on her covered ones, trying to apply as little pressure as possible so it doesn't hurt. She takes his hands and guides them to her shoulders and his touch can burn a hole right through her cloak and into her pale skin.

"Look at me," she says, drawing his eyes away from the sight of their touching feet and into the glistening black pearls of her irises. He drinks in the image of her gaze and something wells up steadily in his chest; it is as though his heart is expanding.

The wind starts blowing stronger and for a second her face disappears from sight, but when the dark cloud of hair lifts suddenly in the lull of the wind, she is smiling at him.

Look down, her lips are saying.

He looks.

The Tower is far, far below them now, and the specks of window-light are like stars twinkling beneath their feet. All around them is thick air hanging in this empty dark sky.

But it isn't empty, because there is him and her.

"Perfect," he says.

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A/N: A rather romantic little number, inspired by Superman.

Thanks to all who reviewed the previous chapter and actually liked the poem! You are:

Rana-the-elven-dragon - What did you throw at me? Lol. All right, I may write a one shot about what happened on the roof, but that will come later.

acosta perez jose ramiro - Thank you for reviewing! I'm glad you liked the poem.

AureliusXsoul - Ah, I'm glad that for someone who usually doesn't like poems, you appreciated mine! Yes, the poem IS about Beast Boy and Raven (who else?) and I like being vague and not specifically referring to them.

Agent of the Divine One - Thanks for reviewing! Hope you enjoyed this update!

silverxpearls - Thanks for the review! I hope you'll like this next update.

Next Update: August 24