A/N: I was told by someone very wise that I kept Red-X in character. Good to know I kept someone in character. He may seem a tad OOC in this chapter. This one seems a bit rushed and im not sure why but the chapter seems rushed Sorry about tht And now because I always wanted to do this (lol I love it when ppl put me in theirs):

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Red-X POV

Hehe, I mused, The look on Bird Boy's face was PRICELESS! Rae probably won't come. Meh, at least I got a nice look at her rack…

I take a walk over to my couch and plop down, grabbing the newspaper. Actually, I think Raven will be surprised it she does come. I think she may come out of pure curiosity. It doesn't look at all like a place a thief would stay at all. The living room has a modern feeling to it. A straight white couch with two love seats on the left and right bordering the glass coffee table in front of the couch. Oh, and a small TV (its hard to steal a flat screen).

The kitchen is just granite counter tops bordering all the way around. It's rather small. A small, round, white table in the middle of the room with two chairs set around it. Of course all of those kitchen appliances also. The walls are green in both the kitchen and living room. The bathroom is pretty plain as is my bedroom. The bedroom is painted a deep red with a large king-sized bed in the middle, black nightstands on either side, and a dresser with a mirror above it.

Yes, this is my real place. Yes, this is home. Yes, it was rather risky to give the little princess that information, but she won't tell anyone. She never has. Actually, I developed a trust for her. Too bad she can't trust me. She shouldn't. I'd feel bad for her if she did trust me…

Still, it was a pleasant surprise to have Sunshine here at my door. She stood before me in the most ravishing dress. It clung to all of her curves. Fit her petite frame in a way that hypnotized me.

Her presence has always intoxicated me. She always left me wanting more. She's beautiful in a unique way. She's sexy in a hard to get way. She's danger in all forms of the word. She's everything I need, and if she's here, she needs me too.

Rae POV

I stand in his doorway. He stands in front of me, drinking in my appearance with his eyes. He's leaning on one hand holding him up in the doorway.

I raise an eyebrow, "Are you gonna let me in?"

He jumps a bit, still in that costume. "Of course, Princess," he gestures inside. I strut past him and take a seat on his couch.

"Stole all of this, X? Impressive…" I tease. I'm surprised, I didn't expect it to look so nice in here.

"No," he answers. He saunters over to the couch and takes a seat next to me. He then reaches to his side and pulls out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. He pours a bit in both glasses and hands me one. I take it hesitantly. "What are ya doin here, Sunshine?"

"I'm not sure," I answer truthfully.

He drapes one arm around my neck, lifting his mask up so his square jaw and full lips are in view. He leans over, placing kisses in the crook of my neck. I lean my head back and moan softly as he continues. He places the other hand on my breast. Then it hits me. I'm at X's house. On X's couch. Letting his lips kiss me. Letting his hands touch me.

I quickly place the glass onto the table and shove X away from me, making sure to slap him across the face.

He reaches a hand up to feel his face then he lets out a light chuckle.

"You make no sense," he started, "You came to my house. What do you want, Rae? A conversation? I didn't invite you here to talk."

"Listen, X," I start harshly, "You don't touch or kiss me unless I say you're allowed to. I don't like being treated in such a way."

He scoffed, "Then why are you here? You're here because you have a man that doesn't treat you that way-"

"A gentleman," I correct.

"-right. But you want a real man. You're just not used to one. You will be, I can help."

"But, Robin," I begin to feel guilty.

"-will never have to find out," he adds to my comment.

"I'm sorry, X. I shouldn't have come," I begin to get up but he pulls me back down.

"Don't think you can just come in here, tease, then leave. Don't think that my door is always open. This could be your only chance, Babe. I'd hate for you to miss it…"

Unlike most days, I wake up to the bright light provided by the sun of a new day. I yawn and as if a routine, I stretch and roll over. Reaching my arms out, anticipating the ruffled sheets of where Robin neglected to lay, being a gentleman and all. But instead I grab hold to my source of warmth. One of his arms wrapped around my lower back, the other hand tracing the shape of my bare body. I look into his face. Square jaw, black ruffled hair, deep green eyes. He is a handsome bastard.

He's cocky. He's arrogant. He's sexy. He's handsome. He's one hell of a kisser among other things… And he's dangerous. He's so dangerous. Yet here, in his arms, I feel safe.

Jason. That's his name. Formally known in my mind as Red-X.

"Good morning, Sunshine."

I don't respond. I just stare at his muscular bare chest. The lower half is covered by blankets.

"And Bird Boy hasn't tapped that yet? Well, I'm honored that you came to the master. You're pretty good, Princess. Best sex I've ever had," he regarded cockily.

"Not a word of this to the others," I snap, getting out of bed.

"Mum's the word. You know, I always knew you'd like it rough."

"Shut up! Sorry, but I'm fed up with your snide remarks. Say something intelligent, slightly interesting, or even less annoying for once or keep your cocky mouth shut." I slide my panties on. He just watches me.

"Touchy. You're just bitchy now that you got whatcha want."

I take a deep breath to calm myself down. I slip the dress over my head.

"Sorry," I reply through clenched teeth.

"It's fine. I like 'em feisty," he purred.

I grabbed a random statue off of his dresser and whip it at him. He catches it swiftly then laughs a bit.

"Ok, ok, sorry," he says, "You going back now?"

I nod, "I'll be back tonight," I hesitate.

"See ya then, doll face."

I nod and walk out.

I sit at the kitchen table, waiting for the others to wake. I have a mug of tea in one hand, the other is laying on the table. My fingers drumming on the wood guiltily.

Robin walks in and kisses my cheek.

"How'd you sleep?" he asks.

It seems odd to hear someone talk to me without adding a shallow nickname. I slept great, actually. It was worth it to pay X a visit. Last night was amazing…

I snap out of my trance. "Fine," I answer casually.

"That's good," he says, setting up the coffee pot.

"Yeah."

He turns to me, crosses his arms, and leans against the counter with a cocked grin.

"So, where did you fall asleep last night? You weren't in your room."

"Yeah. I fell asleep on the roof when I was meditating," I lie then begin to panic. He knows something.

"I looked there."

"And you could see through that stupid mask and over your huge ego? Impressive."

His eyes narrow and he tenses, "Yeah. But I didn't see you. I guess you were hiding behind that cold glacier you call a personality," he bites back.

I sip my tea.

He sits next to me and places an arm around me, "Sorry," he apologized, kissing my cheek. "I went too far. I don't wanna fight, Rae. I trust you." Those words cut through me and I feel horrible. But he continues, "I think we should go on a date tomorrow night. A formal date. Just you and me."

"Yeah," I manage to say, "I'd like that. I-I think I need to meditate."

"I'll join you."

"No, thanks. I'd like to be alone."

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