Yo. I'm back!!! Anyway! Chapter number 4 is now UP! SO!

DISCLAIMER: Must I ALWAYS do this?

Raven: Yes

Me: Why?

Raven: Do you WANT to get sued?

Me: … no

Raven: question answered.

Me: Fine... I don't own anything.

"Beast Boy," I said, looking into his beautiful green eyes, "H-have you been hurting yourself?"

Beast Boy looked nervous for a second, but then started to laugh. "Of course not!" He laughed a little too much. When he was reaching for his head, I grabbed his wrist. He cringed with pain and I raised an eyebrow.

"Does that hurt?" I asked him. He shook his head. A lie. It was too obvious. I gently took his left arm down and turned it over to see the inside. He sighed and I slowly pulled up his black and purple spandex sleeve to reveal his glove. I tugged on his glove and got it off of his hand then pulled his sleeve up to his elbow. There, on his soft, green skin, were seven fresh cuts right over many old, crusting ones.

Not looking up, I restrained myself from punching him for being so stupid. "Why?" I asked placidly. He didn't answer. Then, I looked up and he was on the verge of tears. "Why did you do this to yourself!?" I yelled. A light bulb burst and I felt my own eyes filling with uncontrollable tears. I just couldn't stand to see someone hurt themselves because of me.

He choked out, "B-because… it was all my fault Rae… You wouldn't have been in a coma for almost a week if I did something…" He said louder, "Anything! I-… I was an idiot for just standing there and watching my best friend almost get killed by a maniac chick. I vowed that as long as you were still in pain, I would be too." For some reason, I could tell that the marks on his arms weren't the only ones.

"There's more… aren't there?" It was more a statement that a question. He slowly nodded. He reached back with his other hand to his zipper. He unzipped his suit halfway and let it drop to his bellybutton. All over his toned torso were millions if not billions of cuts. New and old covered his chest, stomach and arms. "Why…?"

He shook his head. "I lost Terra to Slade… I wasn't about to lose another one of my best friends to him again… I just couldn't- no wouldn't!" He looked up into my eyes.

"Friends? You are almost done?" Starfire's sweet voice asked from outside.

My voice shaking, I answered, "We'll be out in a little…" I felt her presence leave. That's the good thing about Starfire; she doesn't push.

Beast Boy sighed and put his suit back on. I couldn't help myself. I flung my arms around his neck and buried my head in the crook of his neck. It reminded me of that time, so long ago, with Malchior and his incident. Except this time, it wasn't I who needed the help; it was Beast Boy. Just like last time, he was a little surprised, but then let himself wrap his arms around me.

I knew he needed that hug because in a matter of seconds, his hold tightened and we both slid to the ground, still hugging each other. Tears were dripping down my cheeks, but I didn't care. I wanted Beast Boy to know that he didn't need to hurt himself any more. I was alive and well. I heard another light bulb explode and another one shatter to the ground.

Beast Boy let me go and wiped his eyes. I wiped mine and we both smiled softly to each other. "I'm sorry," He whispered to me, not losing our eye contact.

Deep in his green eyes, I saw something I never thought I would see. I saw this fear of judgment, that makes him cower at true confrontation. I saw this hopelessness for the future that makes his choices his burden alone and I saw this confidence caged within thoughts of inferiority. Also, thoughts of abandonment were hovering somewhere in there, making him cling to anything and anyone. Looking away, I realized very sadly that everything I saw is me. (Based off of the poem, I See Me, by Jay.) As if answering my question, Beast Boy said, "We're really not as different as we thought, huh?"

Turning, I asked, "How?" I knew I was acting dumb, but I didn't have anything better to say.

He inched a little closer to me. "We both are lonely, we both never show our true selves, we both were heartbroken and have a huge hole in our hearts and…" His hand found my cheek in the darkness, "we both need someone to mend that hole." Without any warning, his soft lips touched mine.

Endorphins in my body raged and I felt myself reach for his head, one hand running through his hair and the other holding his cheek. Books from my bookshelf flew out and pages were flying everywhere, making a tornado like thing around us. The books were flying around us and the lights flickered. But, the only thing that got my attention was Cyborg's loud and obnoxious, "Yo! The lights!"

Ripping myself away from his body, a sudden thought entered my mind. This is BEAST BOY! I can't do this to him! I whispered, "I'm sorry," and transported to the roof, leaving his shocked form in my room.

I panted and started to yell at myself the second I was up there. "You idiot!" I yelled. "That was Beast Boy! Not some other guy! Sure you think he's sweet and handsome…" My voice trailed off and I sighed, "And kind… and friendly…. And sometimes funny… NO!" I growled. Sighing, I said emotionlessly, "You will not like Beast Boy. Nothing good will come out of this relationship if you-," I stopped short after I heard something from nearby.

I ducked under the shadows and hid behind the platform that had the door. "That'll be perfect, Gabs!" A voice said.

I realized that Gabriella and Gorganna were on the roof. "So, we'll kidnap him and soon enough, the girl's got to come to his rescue! You saw them together when she was hit! They had a complete moment," Gabriella whispered.

Gorganna agreed, "Great plan. So, we strike tonight. We'll get into his room and kidnap him…" That's all I needed to hear. I appeared back into my room to see Beast Boy still there, looking completely surprised.

He looked up and I rushed over, "Beast Boy! You have to stay in here tonight. Gabriella and Gorganna. They were on the roof, planning to kidnap you. I'll go tell Robin, but you need to say here." He stood up and nodded. He looked sad.

Sighing, I said, "I'm sorry for storming out. I needed fresh air." Placing a small peck on his cheek, I ran out to get Robin.