A/N: Sorry for the late update, i stopped recieving notifications so i thought i lost all of my reviewers, which might explain Raven's harshness.

teentitangirl25: Thanks for understanding :) hope you enjoy this chapter. it's definitely not my best.

Misty: I think I made X suffer enuf to meet your standards. if i didnt, just tell me and ill add him being hit by a bus :) I kicked his ass just for u 3

yamisangel101 : LMAO! YOU DID JINX IT! bahahaha. i miss u hun, tell yr bf to share.

Dude Your Awesome8 : I wanna end this and start a story with Scarlett dude!

morphious444 : I have risen from the dead! I need to start some christmas fics for everyone. raexbb, raexrobin, even raexred-X! (tho im starting to hate him)

Katie chang: I think i may have liked ur review best. it took me about 1000 'soons' to realize tht it just kept repeating XD haha thanks for reviewing! WAs this fast enuf?

GUYS! IT MIGHT BE AWHILE BEFORE I POST AGEN! some tests, and iv been neglecting my 2 wives and my boyfrend. so yea... plus this is my first christmas being on ff, so i MUST make some sort of christmas fic!

Robin sighed contentedly, exiting the training room. It was luckily an uneventful day. Red-X was no where to be found, Beast Boy and Cyborg took Starfire to the arcade, and Raven had disappeared earlier. His mind was cluttered with frustration and anger when he heard Raven was going out. It wasn't that hard to figure out. Red-X left earlier, so Raven was going out with him today. So he didn't ask, didn't stop her. But when he got back to his room and found a single lilac sheet of paper on his bed, laced with that scent of lavender and vanilla that she always had, his heart stopped for just a moment.

Dearest Robin,

I feel like I could've said this better in person. I wish I could face you, but it's not that simple, and it's far too late for that. You were right, by the way, I don't know what trust is. I put it in the wrong person, and abused the trust others had in me. Now there are two things I know for sure. One, is that you'll never be able to trust me again, Robin. I wish I could change that, but it's not that easy. Two, is that I don't deserve your trust anyways. If you haven't noticed, there's a thick white book on your bed. It's for you. It's not much of a parting gift, but it's my trust. That book holds all of my secrets, and it's the one Slade wants. I trust you, Robin, and no matter what you choose to do with it, well, I probably deserve it. I wish I could've explained more, but it's all self-explanatory. I'm leaving, and I might be back. If there was one last thing I could do, I'd kiss you, and I'm sorry I can't. I really wish I could, but I messed it all up. Please understand that what we had was perfect, and I wish it could have gone better, but it's all too late now and all my fault. I'm so very deeply sorry. I know it doesn't change anything. You said you'd take me back, but you deserve better. Not to hurt you again. I want to learn from this mistake. I think I'll go back to suppressing my emotions. Everyone was better off. Robin, I love you. What we had was special, and I want to get back to that. Maybe some day if you find it in your heart to forgive me, maybe we can? No trust needed on your part, set me up with security cameras, anything. By the way, don't worry about X. I'll take care of him. I promise. You can trust me on this.

Forever Yours,

Raven.

The paper was stained with her tears, still wet. He quickly put the letter into his drawer and grabbed the book off of the bed. What was he going to do with this? He remembered it clearly. Raven's first love, and first heartbreak. She never did know who to trust. He slid the book under his bed and decided not to go look for Raven yet. He had a feeling she had some business to take care of first…

X sat quivering in the corner of the room. Of course at first he was confident and strong, but with each passing second, each creek in the floor, each footstep, it only got worse. He knew she was coming, and the suspense was killing him. Then, he knew for sure she was close when he heard a cold, inexorable, grim laugh. (Because apparently today everything's just sooo funny.) Then he heard something that truly scared him, a loud, screeching, grieving cry from Slade, then more laughter. X quickly stood up, looking for an escape, any way out.

Then, as he stood in the window, just about to jump, the cold voice spoke to him.

"Going somewhere, X?" She monotoned. He turned to see her body, then her face hidden beneath a mask that formally belonged to Slade.

"N-no," He answered obediently, stepping out of the window frame.

She pulled the mask off of her face and there was one more thing that scared him. Actually, four. Four. Glowing. Red. Eyes. She opened her mouth and ran a tongue across her fangs. He had only seen this form of her once, and he was lucky enough not to be the cause. Poor Dr. Light was never the same. She began to close in on him and he began to panic even more.

"W-what happened to Slade?" Red-X asked, trying to buy himself some time.

"Well," She held the metal mask and tossed it around in her hands, "I was just sharing a laugh with him. You know, telling some jokes? But he didn't find them too funny. It was too bad too, I thought they were funny. But he kept screaming stuff like 'Please stop!' or 'My leg doesn't bend that way!'." She smiled to herself at the memory.

"Oh," X replied trying to think of an escape route.

"Yeah. Well," She smiled a pure smile, as her regular two eyes came through, "Hope he didn't want anymore kids," she shrugged.

His eyes grew wide. "So," she started again, "Let's get this started." She slipped Slade's mask back on then started walking toward him.

"But!" He ferreted his mind for an excuse, "Uh.. What about those jokes? Haha, why don't you tell some of those?"

She seemed hesitant in the way she cocked her head to the side, "Are you sure? I mean… I'm not sure if you'd understand my humor…"

"I'm positive! I love jokes…"

"Ok, so why did the little boy cry?" She slowly reached behind her back.

"Why?" He asked, already regretting his joke decision.

"Because the 'hero' stole his baseball bat," And with that she pulled out a shiny new baseball bat. Without warning she swiftly swung it between his legs. It didn't take much and he was instantly on the ground, holding his crotch in pain. She let out a small laugh, "You know. That wasn't my best joke. Stand up, I'll try another." He didn't move. "I said, Get up," Her four eyes came back and she used her black magic to move him herself.

"How about… ooo! I got one! Knock, knock…" She waited patiently but no one responded. She spoke up, getting angry, "I said," She lifted the bat again and hit him in in the stomach with each word, "Knock, knock!"

"Who's t-t-there?" His voice was now just a strained screeching sound.

"Karma," She smiled to herself.

"Karma who?"

"Karma's a bitch," She replied as she sent her black aura swirling around him then slowly she enclosed it, contorting him and crushing the air out of him. She laughed a long, hardy, maniacal laugh. He screamed in pain, tears flowing from his eyes with nowhere to go. The more he struggled, the tighter it got and he felt almost implosive. All he could think was that he was going to die. "What?" She asked. "Now you want to cry?" Her voice became very deep and horrifying, "You wanted jokes! Now laugh!" He continued to cry knowing there was no way he could even waste the breath on a chuckle. "LAUGH!" She boomed, the aura getting tighter. He let out a tight fake chuckle and she dropped him from her grasp.

He sprawled out on the floor, crying. He had never felt such pain, and instantly he regretted ever making her angry. He risked a glance to see her looking equally regretful.

"I-I'm sorry." She dropped the mask and tears ran down her face too. But she didn't touch him. "I shouldn't have gone that far. I let rage take over me…. I'm sorry."

He smirked and choked out a, "You should be…"

Instantly, her face became red with rage and the tears evaporated off of her face. "Oh, X. Obviously you haven't learned your lesson." He shook with fear, he shouldn't kept his mouth shut. "Please," she scoffed, "There's worse than what happened to you."

"Like what?" He held his stomach in pain.

"Well, if you really want to know…" And with that, she grew her four eyes, and he cried out in fear again. She stretched to the height of the ceiling and leered over him, her cloak wielding tentacles at the end.

"Please! NO!" He cried as the tentacles grabbed him and pulled him into her cloak, he was too weak to fight back. About ten seconds later she changed back to her normal form and Red-X lay on the floor, drained of all color, all happiness, all snide remarks. He shook and cried for help but it fell on deaf ears.

"Do you know what that is?" She asked, a cold, unforgiving expression on her face.

He didn't answer.

"That's my pain. The pain you caused me. The pain I caused myself. You're just lucky you're still alive."

"W-w-what… a-aaaaa-re you g-g-g-going to do to me?" He cried more.

"Nothing more," She smiled. "I had my fun. I'm just going to give you to a friend…."

Robin rounded the corner to the staircase in haste. He skipped most of the stairs and ran to the interrogation room where the breach was first set off. He rounded the corner, and looked into the room. He shook his head and let out a skeptical, "No way…."

In the boring grey room where they normally interrogate criminals, was a giant black bubble, and in it, was a broken, crying, old thief. One who went by the name Red-X. He quickly opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, the bubble disappeared and the thief fell to the ground in a helpless heap of sobs. Robin lifted him off of the ground by his collar and smirked.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Red-X."

"Robin! Please, take me to jail! I don't care. I don't need Raven coming after me again! PLEASE!"

Robin grinned his lop-sided grin. Raven did well. He dropped X onto his feet and turned to walk away.

"Ok, X. I'll take you to jail."

"Really? You're not going to kill me?"

"Well," Robin started, "I'm pretty sure that Raven kept you alive because you don't deserve death. She wants you to suffer."

Red-X didn't respond. "I'm done with you," Robin said, walking away. Then, a sudden change of heart made him come back. He looked into Red-X's mask. "This is for touching her," He put one hand on X's shoulder to hold him up, then took the other hand and punched him in the gut. It knocked the wind out of him and Robin struggled to hold him up. "And this, is for breaking her heart." Robin threw him against the wall.

"You're free to go, but I want the Red-X suit back," Robin said, as he watched X sink to the floor. "You can keep the business suit, blood stains are hard to wash out. Try Zout. That stuff works wonders."

Robin left the room, closing the door and shutting off the light.

Raven sat in the bistro. She was only here, at the same table a few nights ago. She gave a sad smile as she tried to remake the memory.

He held her hand amorously across the table, "I love you, Raven."

She dropped her fork in shock, then smiled delicately, "I love you too."

She reached out to touch him, but the memory of her happiest, and guiltiest moment faded and deteriorated at her touch. She could still feel the warmth of his hand and she wished it wasn't so far away. Though, she could still feel the tingle of his kiss on her lips and that was gone in a moment too. She let her head fall into her hands as she let out some more sobs.

"Uh, Miss? Are you okay?" A deep, concerned voice asked.

She tilted her head a bit, her tangled hair falling into her tear-stained eyes. She sniffled then gave a weak smile. "Yeah… I- my glass is empty," she says, pointing to her wine glass, "I just need some more." He was a young man, who didn't need to hear her problems. He looked about 15, with black hair falling to his chin, and smooth, clear, tanned skin. He was tall and brawn too. He worked there, donning a black tuxedo, a bowtie, and a crisp white shirt. The restaurant was a bit over the top. He plopped down lazily at the seat across from her.

"You're not going to find all of the answers to your problems at the bottom of a wine glass. Listen, Lady, this isn't a bar. I hate to say it, but you can't just sit in here, drink, and cry."

She felt a hard feeling of embarrassment hurt her pride. "I know," She agreed. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not saying you have to leave. Maybe I can help. What's the problem?"

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine," She smiled reassuringly.

"Okay. You can stay, but you have to order something."

"Uh… anything you suggest."

"Coming up," he said with a smile. He quickly got up and left. She sighed as the lonely air fell over her once more.

"Hot date tonight?"

"No," she sighed, turning to see where the voice came from. She turned to see the one thing she had been dreaming about all evening. A spiky-haired, mysterious, incredibly handsome and debonair gentleman.

"Robin? What are you doing here?" she asked awestruck.

"Just bringing back some old memories. How about you?"

"Same." The two grew silent. Finally, Robin spoke up.

"Got your letter," He took the seat across from her. "You can't leave, Rae. We need you. Besides, where is there to go?"

"Anywhere. Robin, I overstayed my welcome the minute I even thought about…" [Red-X] "…Robin, I'm sorry for all of this. I love you. I wanted to like him, because I hurt you soo badly. I wanted you to forget me. I wanted to forget you! But… I couldn't…" Raven finished.

"I love you too, Raven, but-"

She cut him off by putting a finger to his mouth. "Then let me leave with that, Robin. That's all I want to hear."

He was upset by this, he really needed to vent to her. To tell her all she did wrong. To say that it wasn't okay. To get all of this weight off of his chest. But even though she didn't deserve it, he loves her, and won't do anything to hurt her. He watched in silence as she called for the check. She pulled out a masculine brown leather wallet.

"Where'd you get that?" he asked, knowing that bulky wallet wasn't hers.

"Dinner's on X tonight…" She handed him the wallet then stood up. She came around the table, kissed Robin sweetly on the cheek, then walked out of the restaurant. She took up her soul Raven form and took off.

She stood in front of the door but hesitantly knocked. The door swung open as if expecting her.