So, someone asked for me to update tomorrow, so I decided today was a good enough day as any. Here's chapter three. I do hope you enjoy it.

It wasn't until he got home that he realized what he had proposed to Raven. He had just offered to take her on a date, and not just any date. He had offered to take her on the best date she'd ever have. And she had said yes. For some unexplainable reason, she had said yes and his stomach did somersaults all the way home. And once they entered the tower, they didn't go their separate ways as he predicted. They continued walking together until they made it to her room.

Well, it was more she went to her room and he followed her.

But she didn't seem to mind, and he was more than happy to subconsciously follow her. There was no lying to how disappointed he felt when they arrived at her door. He wanted an excuse to linger by her door, by her body just a little more.

He didn't know where these thoughts were coming from.

But then, she turned around. It wasn't a full on turn so they were looking face to face. She turned in such a way that she was looking over her shoulder at him, her eyes cut at him in such a sultry way that his breath caught and she seemed to be biting her bottom lip as if contemplating her next move. He was more than happy to make that next move for her. He would slam his hands on the door behind her, effectively locking her between the door and his body, and he'd bring his body closer to her. He would breathe her in as he did at the bookstore and maybe even play out that wild fantasy he envisioned with her. Maybe he'll start with licking her neck this time, and then venture to move under her clothes. Or he could just get rid of them completely. They served their purpose of keeping prying eyes from her body. In the privacy of the tower, they were just a nuisance. Once they were gone, he would be free to explore her as much as he pleased.

But for now, he settled for just leaning in closer, staring at that assaulted lip.

He was so close to her at that moment, all he needed was a small push and his lips would connect with hers and…

"Night Changeling."

The door swished in his face, which was expected, but he couldn't grasp the disappointment that settled in his body, or the anxiety for tomorrow. It was just another outing with Raven, a woman who he became closer to as they've gotten older. But as he slinked into the living room and allowed himself to sink into the couch, he realized it wasn't just any outing.

It was a date and he was having conflicting feelings.

And he really wasn't in the mood to think on some feelings that he wasn't even sure he wanted. When he heard the refrigerator door close, he looked backed and waved for his best friend to join him on the couch. He needed a distraction and he would gladly take it in anyway, even if the cyborg had to bring a plate of just meat with him. The almost mecha man plopped his body beside his and he was hoping he'll want to play some videogames.

"So, how did your outing with Raven go?"

He groaned as he threw his head back.

What happened to that best friend mind power he's heard so much about? Maybe it was just with girls. Or maybe it was just in movies/television. Either way, it wasn't working for him at this exact moment. He listened as the cyborg chuckled at his groan.

"That bad, man?"

"I showed up late again."

Cyborg, who had readied to take a bite of random meat number one, paused and gave him a stern look.

"What is with you, Changeling? You've been showing up late for so long and each time you'll come home with a bag of guilt and wounds. What, did she ignore you this time again?"

He'd grasped his hands together before letting them run through his hair.

"Yeah."

Cyborg huffed as he started eating his almost forgotten meat, attentively listening to the story to come.

"At least at first, but I managed to talk my way back onto her good side."

"And exactly how did you do that?"

He ran his hand along the back of his neck, somewhat stalling in answering.

"I, uh, kinda promise to take Raven out to a dinner and movie, really, just anything she wanted to do, tomorrow at 5 o'clock on the dot."

He noticed as Cyborg stopped in his slaughter of random meat number three and gave him the side-eye.

"You taking my baby sis on a date?"

"No! I…I mean yes, uh, I suppose. I mean I want to, but at the same time, I don't, and I'm not really sure if she sees it as a date or just me making up for my earlier mistakes-"

He was stopped as a gigantic hand slapped him across the shoulders, Cyborg laughing all the way. "Chill, Changeling. I was just teasing you, man." In response, the Changeling threw his arms in the air before slamming his hands onto his face. "I really don't need the teasing right now. All I want to do is play some videogames to get my mind off of this stressful night."

The best friend telepathy must have connected because Cyborg didn't say another word about it. He just finished the last of his meat before getting up and getting a controller, tossing one to the Changeling and started the game.

And it was exactly what the Changeling needed until he went to bed for the night.

And that's chapter three. I hope I haven't disappointed. I decided to try this new goal of just writing as much as I feel for a chapter instead of having a set number. Last time I did that, I got so overwhelmed by the number I gave myself I just couldn't continue. With this plan, I should get out chapters faster than that never I have for my other stories.

So, thank you for reading and I hope you review. I've very much enjoyed the guesses I've gotten and my next chapter will have a lot more tension due to someone showing up. Until next time!