Alright, onto this chapter. I'm seriously confusing myself because I have both documents from both of my stories up and I keep forgetting which story is which! Gah!

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Chapter 9
"I Confess"

No. This could not be happening. No freaking way was this happening. No, this was just some horrible dream.

"W-What?" I stuttered out, staring at Beast Boy. My voice was choked, my chest feeling like it had been ripped apart. I didn't like that feeling.

Beast Boy looked on the verge of tears as well. "You have no idea how hard this is to say Raven . . . but you're not safe with me. You . . . I couldn't ask you to do that."

"W-Why . . . do you really want me gone that badly?" I whimpered out, hurt filling my chest. My teeth gritted painfully against that hurt and tears began falling down my face. Beast Boy looked shocked at my reaction.

"Why in the world would you think I wanted you to leave?" He demanded, looking at me in confusion and irritation at something. At me, maybe? I didn't care. He'd broken my heart, why should I consider his feelings?

"Oh, I don't know," I snapped coldly. "The fact that you just told me so!"

"Rae-."

"No, I don't care!" I shouted, attempting to walk out of the room towards mine. It took a second, but I soon heard his feet scrabbling on the floor after me and his hands braced against the doorway, blocking me I didn't care. I was too pissed. I threw open all the drawers in Beast Boy's room with my powers, startling Beast Boy further. So this was what it was like to have your heart broken, I thought, absentmindedly.

"Rae, wait, what . . . are you really mad at me?" He said, flustered.

I rounded on him, my eyes wanting to glow but I held it back. He needed to see my anger right now, not my powers. Me. He needed to see me. "What do you think? I thought that-!" I stopped then, realizing what I'd thought. I'd been thinking of him as that person I'd thought up. That person who was always out of reach that wanted me to. At my freezing up he'd yet to move. My powers dropped, realizing I had no right more then a friend mad at a friend.

Because we were just that. Just friends. He didn't want me.

"Oh . . ." I shook my head, simply smiling weakly at him. "It . . . doesn't matter. If you want me to leave . . . that's okay-."

"No, it's not." He replied, harshly. I didn't understand. What did he want me to say!? I asked him as much.

"Well then how do you want me to react, Beast Boy?" I replied, quietly. I'd meant that to sound more forceful but all my anger was drained. All that I had left was . . . sad reluctance. I was hesitant to be even in the same room with him anymore. Looking up at his face and those eyes and everything about him made me sad . . . because he wasn't mine. So to speak, of course.

He seemed surprised by my words. "W-What do you mean by that?"

I looked away, his face to painful to look at anymore. "It . . . you're . . . you're all I have anymore, Beast Boy." I finally said. I didn't care. Beast Boy wouldn't judge me, I knew. Maybe he'd be a little awkward around me but I was used to being cooped up in my room for days, sometimes even weeks. It wouldn't take nearly as long to pack up and leave. His discomfort wouldn't last long. When I was gone, he could relax.

"N-no, Raven. You've got friends, right? And a family-!"

"A mother," I corrected. "Just a mother."

He was silent before trying again, "Well, a mother who loves you, right?"

I smiled a the counter to the right of me, irony filling it with emotion. "A mother whose never around, since she's one of the only females to be in charge of a large part of the teenage hero community. I'm lucky to see her twice every three weeks or so." I shrugged. "And friends? They're like acquaintances who I study. I've distanced myself. It wasn't safe but now that it is . . . I don't know, it's just comfortable to keep things like they were rather then trying to be 'nice'."

"Raven . . . I didn't . . . I didn't know that-!" His voice was rising with panic. And some other emotion. I didn't know. I wasn't used to feeling things first hand from people. Just the dulled sense from when they walked by me later with that feelings drifting away. People didn't show there feelings in front of me.

"I don't want your pity Beast Boy," I replied, turning away from him, pulling my hood over my head as I nearly walked passed him, his arms dropping to his sides. "I can be ready by-."

"Raven, do you know how I feel about you?"

I froze, turning with shock plastered across my face. "What?"

He stepped closer to me cautiously, his eyes watching my carefully for any sign of me lying, I assumed. He repeated himself more slowly. "Do. You. Know. How. I. Feel about you?"

I didn't understand. What was there to feel? He wanted me like a friend, right? That's why he could have me leave without caring. "I'm like your good friend, right?"

Shock flashed across his eyes. Was I then just his okay friend? Had I thought too much of our relationship? That would explain it. I then stiffened slightly, as I was taken off guard. He now had his arms wrapped around me, his head buried into my shoulder and hair. The action shocked me greatly, for I didn't know why he was doing this. I was under the impression, for the moment, he was doing it out of sympathy for me. Abruptly I pulled away from him, glaring.

"I said I didn't want your pity!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face.

He looked sad. "It wasn't pity Raven."

"Then what was it?" I demanded, crossing my arms. I didn't bother to wipe the tears away. More would come back. "You know, I was wrong about you. I thought . . . I don't know what I thought but, I didn't expect you to be so much more different then the person who actually cared about what I thought-."

The next thing I knew, I was up against the wall. Those feelings of betrayal rushed out of me and a slight fear ran through my veins at the slightly angry Beast Boy who was glaring down at the floor with his arms up on either side of me. I heard his deep breathing and his teeth were clenched tightly together. I was too stunned not to wait, so I did until I heard his ragged voice.

"You think . . . that I don't care about you . . . that I only have sympathy for you . . . and that you're nothing but a friend to me?" His eyes snapped up at the last part, which he said with a bit of hurt indifference in his voice. But I didn't know how to respond other then a slight not. He looked down at the floor again, shaking his head. "For a very smart girl Raven, you are awfully dense.

My eyes narrowed, the tears still coming. "You have no right to-!"

He looked back up, completely blank and severely hurt. The emotions hit me hard. I let out a little gasp, much to my shame. But his eyes softened at the gasp before he said it first. Yes, I'll always remember that he, Beast Boy Garfield Mark Logan, said it first with me pinned against the wall and crying because I thought he hated me. I always thought of myself as a smart, well read girl.

But God, am I stupid.

"Raven, you're the most important thing in my life. The only reason I asked you to leave because if anything happened to you whether you were in my care or not and especially if you were, I don't know what I'd do . . . I . . . I fell in love with you, Raven. While we were apart, I kept remembering you as the one thing that made my life better, even if it was just for a few hours. So I'm sorry you wanted a friend from the boy I used to be, but you want to leave, so I get it." He let one arm drop, but the other remained as he hung his head. "You can go pack, Raven. I won't stop you."

I watched him for a moment. Then I started laughing. Laughing hysterically really. I thought I was dreaming. That I was hallucinating. This was all some horribly joke in my mind and I was inwardly breaking. Any moment I'd wake up in my room, or in this room if I was lucky, with Beast Boy telling my I'd fallen asleep in the car on the way home and that I'd been fidgeting in my sleep. Maybe he'd even ask me if I was okay, or if I wanted to talk about it. But that would suck. Eventually he'd ask me to go home. But I would never hear him say it was because he loved me to much to let harm come to me.

But hurt and betrayal flashed across his eyes, ripping through me like a knife. Only then did I know it wasn't a dream and that my laughing at him for his confession told me that this was his worst nightmare. I stopped at once, my hand reaching out to him as he stumbled backwards.

"Beast Boy?"

"I knew it," he said, eyes wide and it was his turn to start crying. "You could never love me-."

I'd had enough. If this was a dream I was going to get as much out of it as possible. I had my powers wrap around Beast Boy's collar, pulling him back towards me with a jerk of my fist in the direction of my body. Beast Boy was pulled back towards me and replacing my powers of was my hand on his collar. Before he had time to react my mouth collided with his, the best part of what I thought was my delusion. Beast Boy's emotions of surprise hit my senses again but I ignored them, paying more attention to how his lips seemed to fit perfectly against mine. I then slid my arms up his chest and around his neck, which got a reaction out of him. He seemed unsure of the reason but positive he liked the feeling. I felt his chest press against mine and enjoyed how warm he was against my normally cold skin. I began walking forward, making him step back. Soon he fell onto his bed, and we rolled a little until I somehow ended up underneath him, our mouths breaking apart. Normally I wouldn't have done something like that. But I was dreaming. I could do whatever I damn well pleased.

Beast Boy seemed surprised once again as I gripped him from under his shoulders, pulling his mouth back to mine. Soon enough, he was reacting to me again and allowed himself to react to me in an entirely new way. Of course, our clothes remained on, mind you. Even though it was a dream I don't ever make them go so far. But Beast Boy's hands slid under my waste, lifting me from the comforter and allowing me to press myself against him once again. His other hand held him up as we kissed. After a moment or two of this though, he broke it off and let me back down onto the bed, gently. I opened my eyes in surprise. My dreams never did anything like this.

It was somewhere around that time when I realized I wasn't dreaming. Right around the time he looked shocked did I realize how uncomfortable I'd probably made this and how much worse the situation was now. Ah well. It was nice while it lasted.

"What . . . was that . . . for?" Beast Boy panted. For our breathing was ragged and now my hands rested on his chest with his legs on either side of me. And his breathing matched mine, leaving me too breathless to answer since I was also in shock for what I just did. After seeing that I would not answer him, he shook his head and looked anywhere but me.

"So . . ." I began and then he tore his gaze away from the wall back down at me. "I guess . . . you liked my answer."

He rolled his eyes before rolling off of me, lying on his side as he watched me. "I don't really know what your answer is, actually. Just that you enjoy kissing me."

I blushed at this statement but he seemed far too serious to tease me about this. Instead he waited patiently for me to respond and I then pulled him close to me, snuggling into his chest rather then orally assaulting him again. Not that he had really seemed to mind, the situation just didn't call for it right now.

"I . . . kind of . . . when you were away." I looked up at him, smiling weekly. "I think of you almost exactly how you think of me." I leaned farther into him, murmuring the words as I felt myself begin to fall asleep. "Perfect."

Beast Boy:

Raven's breathing told me she had basically passed out. Sure she was still awake, but hardly. Glancing at the clock next to me it was understandable. It half past ten. Not to mention she'd been forced into dancing and being cheery all night, something she seemed to tolerate. I slipped my arms around her waist, wondering what this would look like to Cyborg or anyone else that would've seen. But then I realized I didn't care as Raven murmured her last words before sleeping overcame her.

"Will you be here when I wake up?" She asked, eyes closed.

I smiled, stroking her hair with my now un-gloved hand. "Yeah."

"Promise?"

I laughed lightly, kissing her forehead. "I promise."

Raven gave a heavy sigh of peace, "I love you . . ." Then she was asleep.

And then I grinned triumphantly with her in my arms. I'd wanted this so badly for so many years and now I had it. She was mine. All mine. And even better was that she was in the same position as I was, which was unconditional love.

"Ah, Raven," I muttered to myself, stroking her hair as I looked down at her. With a small laugh I kissed her cheek before getting out of the bed and kicking off my shoes. Maneuvering the blanket, I also removed her shoes and cloak. That was it. I wasn't a creep.

Raven seemed to know when I got back into the bed, for she once again unconsciously pressed herself against me. I smiled at her. She was officially mine, nobody else could have her. I would be her personal bodyguard. No one would touch her.

She was my angel.

By the time I woke up it was somewhere around seven thirty. I then realized that how disgusting I probably was at the moment. Raven had danced the whole night, but had been very shy about her moving. Even with me. But now I had worked very hard to try and get her to dance and I was probably caked with dried sweat. At the thought I immediately disentangled myself from Raven, getting up and grabbing some fresh clothes and a towel. Soon enough, shutting the door, I began turning on the water and undressing myself. Once I was fully naked, I cleaned myself. The cool water wasn't as nice as Raven's cold skin but that was okay. I wasn't about to take our relationship that far for a long time.

As soon as I was done, I turned the water off and ran the towel over me, pulling my clothes on when I was done. I then realized I'd forgotten a shirt and went back into the room. When I entered I still heard Raven's deep breathing so I knew she was still asleep. Digging through me drawers for a shirt was a whole other matter.

And I didn't even feel half guilty about my lying to her for the real reason I thought she should leave. But she loved me now. I really couldn't ask her to leave again.

No matter how dangerous it was to be around me.

Raven:

I woke up and blinked a few times, my breathing never faltering. The fact that I was not in my room and I felt nothing but my leotard on alarmed me at once. Not to mention I soon realized I was in Beast Boy's room. And some of his clothes were on the floor. That scared the hell out of me out of what could have really happened last night but then I remembered what really happened. The clothes were Beast Boy just being a slob, like usual, and he'd probably just taken off my cloak and shoes to make me more comfortable. I then realized I wasn't alone in the room. I smiled to myself. So he had kept his promise.

Beast Boy was currently running his hands through his drawer and then I blushed. His shirt was off and his hair was kind of wet. I assumed he'd cleaned himself from last night, which, I remembered, I needed to do as well. I watched him, sitting up in the bed amused and silent. He didn't seem to notice me while he searched until I found his display amusing. I was able to hold back my laughter until he slipped on some discarded clothing on the floor and fell. He wasn't hurt but I couldn't help but laugh a couple times. It was cut off laughter but his ears pricked up at once, jumping to his feet wildly and very nearly falling again. But he managed to stand as he stared at my amused expression while his cheeks began to turn a bright shade of red.

"G-Good morning." He stuttered, looking completely embarrassed.

I looked over him with my eyes, "An interesting morning, it seems. Is this what you do when I sleep?" I questioned, my brow rising. His blush deepened as I smirked. "Well, I guess I can't complain really."

"I-I was j-just . . ." His eyes then roamed to the floor and he snatched up a shirt before pulling it over his head quickly and seeming relieved but still nervous. "Heh heh . . . silly shirt . . ."

I rolled my eyes at this comment but picked up my cloak, having been folded, up from the side-table. It was probably the old thing in the room that had been folded and I heard a slight intake of breath from behind me. It was then I realized, although my stomach was completely covered, my outfit was the equivalent to underwear and long-sleeved t-shirt. It was a little revealing without my cloak to cover me. But rather then become embarrassed something else . . . took over for a moment. Very slowly I began unfolding it, like I wanted to be especially careful, and once it was unfolded I held in front of me before very slowly pulling it over my shoulders and finally clipping it around the front. Beast Boy, by the time I had turned to look at him, had composed himself. Although I was feeling something within him stir slightly. It was draining quickly though. I didn't know what it was but it seemed to me that it wasn't something I should worry about . . . for now.

"So . . ." I began, uncomfortably. How did you interact with someone who loved you and that you were in love with?

Beast Boy seemed to notice how uncomfortable I was and grinned. "Maybe you should go change, eh, Rae?" He gestured to my clothes. "You didn't really change last night."

I blushed but nodded. "O-Okay."

Hurrying out of the room, using the excuse to tuck my hair behind my ear to hide my blushing face, I quickly shut the door behind me as I entered my room. I changed slowly, contemplating things. There was really only one thing on my mind.

What now?

And, just so you all know, that's about as hot and heavy as Raven and Beast Boy will ever get in my stories. Many other things will be insinuated but SURE AS HELL NOT IN THIS ONE! THEY ARE ONLY LIKE, SIXTEEN! AT MOST!!!

So yes, you're all squealing now that Beast Boy and Raven both love each other and they both, in it's most literal form, 'slept together'. But oh well.

Later!