Ahem...um...yeah. Heh...it's been awhile. (grins sheepishly).
I lost my inspiration... and kind of got caught up with some other stuff...including a few other stories.
I'm very proud of this story though, and it felt like a shame to just quit...so..
I'm trying.
Raven sighed. She had only managed to get Beastboy and herself to the front door of Titans Tower before they fell; luckily, a lot closer to the ground than the time before. Beastboy was right, she had used up a lot of energy that day and couldn't get very far with her powers alone.
'Still doesn't make him an expert' she thought distractly.
With one of Beastboy's arms drapped over her shoulder and both her arms, one around his back and the other supporting him in front, she was forced to go the rest of the way by foot.
When the door to the main room slid open, Cyborg, who was busily preparing something in the kitchen, called over to them without looking up.
"Bout' time you two got back," he said stirring a pot on the stove, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Didn't get in too much trouble, did ya B?"
Raven found the question a bit strange considering, and she shifted Beastboy's weight so that he was no longer such a burden, and sighed.
"Actually," Raven replied tiredly. "I could use some help."
Cybrog chuckled. "One date and you're already..-"
The statement haulted completely as the older teen turned to look at his two friends. Raven seeming to struggle in her effort to support Beastboy, whose clothes where badly torn and whose head hung down limp and unconscious.
All dinner preperations forgotten, Cyborg rushed over to the two and bent down in front of them.
"Whoa, what happened?" he asked worriedly, glancing up at Raven in regards to Beastboys current condition.
Raven's brows furrowed.
"I'm not exactly sure," She replied.
Cyborg didn't bother to hide the surprise on his face as he reached out to help hold Beastboy up.
"We should go to the infirmary," Cyborg said in a 'take charge' kinda way. "I'll do a scan to make sure everythings okay."
Raven nodded and Cyborg placed his arms behind Beastboy's back and legs and lifted him up effortlessly. During most of the battles, whenever Cyborg had to carry the changeling, he always drapped the younger teen over his shoulder; this time, however, he held Beastboy in his arms with delibrate care. Raven could see as well as sense Cyborg's apprehension and worry; which did not help her relax at all.
Lagging tiredly behind the two, she made her way to the infirmary as Cyborg placed Beastboy on one of the beds.
There should have been so much more going on in her mind at the moment, but the only thought that would make itself known was that she needed to meditate. She hated how selfish it sounded, and so continued to push the thought away as Cyborg asked question after question.
Raven explained to him everything that had happened, leaving out more personal details, and Cyborg seemed to get less and less worried as she continued. She realized, that given Beastboy's appearance and her lack of explanation before hand, that Cyborg had probably assumed the worse.
'Way to go Raven' She quipped dully.
"Okay," Cyborg said looking thoughtful but calm. "You both walked from the park to the resturaunt, Beastboy didn't touch any of his food, then you battled Control Freak, right?"
Raven nodded.
"Which is why his clothes ripped," Cyborg said with an almost amused expression. "Then you both walked back through the park?"
"Yes," Raven replied standing beside Beastboy's bed. "He collapsed shortly after."
"Well,... looks like the little guy just wore himself out," Cyborg replied. "I mean, he didn't really eat anything for Breakfast either, and then I caught him in the work out room."
Raven glanced briefly up at Cyborg and then back toward Beastboy, sleeping peacefully on the infirmary bed. Had she really allowed herself to get worked up over something as simple as exhaustion?
"I'm not so sure," Raven said thoughtfully, her gaze still directed at the sleeping changeling.
"Whatta ya mean?" Cyborg asked, sounding more interested than confused.
"He seemed fine just a few minutes before," Raven recalled. "It just doesn't seem..right."
"Well, what happened?" Cybrog asked with intent curiousity. "Just before he passed out, I mean?"
Raven's face heated up as she recalled those moment before, brushing her lips against his, whispering that she was his...girlfriend. Her heart quickened and the silence that followed Cyborg's question was broken by the sound of shattering glass in a nearby window.
'Great. Now my powers work'
Truthfully, she was surprised her powers hadn't acted up sooner, even with her increased control, but she thanked Azar that she had maintained them during her and Beastboy's date.
'I really need to meditate' she thought.
"Whoa, you okay Raven?" Cyborg asked, startled. "I was just asking what- wait a mintute."
Raven turned to look at him as a sly grin spread across his face.
"Oh man, this is too good," Cyborg laughed. "You've gotta be kiddin' me."
"What?" Raven asked, uncertain.
"You and Beastboy?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, "Let me guess; you kissed him?"
"Uh..I," Raven cursed herself for the slight stutter, "I don't see how that's relevant."
"Oh, it's relevant alright," Cyborg assurred her. "You kissed him and Beastboy fainted."
"That's...not what happened," Raven denied weakly.
"Oh? Is that so?" Cyborg grinned, fully enjoying himself.
"He, we did...kiss," Raven admitted looking away, "But that doesn't mean.."
"Oh man, this is rich," Cyborg laughed again. "No way am I gonna let him live this down."
Raven sighed deeply, using her thumb and index finger to rub the bridge between her nose, surpressing a slight headache that had begun to form.
'Definitely need to meditate'
"Hey, you okay Raven?" Cyborg asked, concerned. "You seem kinda..."
"Just tired," Raven replied softly.
"Well go ahead and get some rest," Cyborg said with a reassuring smile. "I got things taken care of here."
Raven looked down at Beastboy again, feeling like she should stay.
"You ain't gonna do him any good stand'n there," Cyborg told her. "What you both need is sleep. Don't worry, I'll watch over your little boyfriend for ya."
Despite the two of them going on a date, Cyborg had expected some form of protest when referring to Beastboy as her 'boyfriend', but Raven simply noded down at the changeling and turned to face him.
"Fine," She replied, "But if something goes wrong.."
"-you'll be the first to know," Cyborg replied, "Got it."
Pretending not to notice Cyborgs intial shock, Raven stared down at Beastboy again. For a moment she debated on whether or not she should lean down and kiss him goodnight, but Cyborg's prescences made that particular display of affection almost too forward. Still, Raven let her fingers brush along the side of his face as she fought back her newly found desire to press her lips against him. Almost reluctantly Raven withdrew her hand, and not bothering to look back up at Cyborg (mostly due to 'Timids' shyness) she made her way toward the door.
'Huh...whatta ya know' Cyborg thought 'This might actually work out.'
He grinned to himself as he watched her.
"Goodnight Rae," he told her as she reached the door.
"Night." Raven answered plainly.
"OH-and nice outfit," Cyborg grinned. "I'm surprised he didn't faint sooner."
Raven blushed, covering her arms with her hands and making a hasty exit.
As Cyborg's gaze drifted back toward Beastboy, the smile on his face slowly disappeared. Though he had played it off as simple exhaustion, which may very well have been true, he was genuinely concerned by his friends behavior as of lately.
He had been...moody, and Cyborg found that he often had to choose his words carefully, not always knowing what would set Beastboy off. It was quick though, gone almost immediately after being presented, his anger would vanish. It was easy to shrug the behavior off, and had this occurred a couple of years ago then Cyborg would have done just that. However, he had learned that some things were to be taken into consideration when regarding his friends, especially Beastboy. Not just Because the changeling was his best friend, but because Beastboy himself would be the last of the titans to admit that anything was wrong. It was strange, but Cyborg had come to notice that while Beastboy may have complained about the slightest bump or bruise or even stumped toe, he rarely if ever complained about any serious injuries up front.
He glanced up at some of the equipment thoughtfully and then checked the time on his arm.
"Maybe just a quick scan," He said to himself.
This is probably my shortest chapter...and I've had this typed up for quite some time.
I'm not sure where to go from here (which is the reason I haven't updated in so long).I'm stuck!
I had more written where Beastboy wakes up and then Cyborg acts all casual and then tries to confront him and then Beastboy get nervous and then defensive and stuff...but...eh.
Should I even have Cyborg find anything wrong?
AH!
Hopefully I can pull it together, but I'm open to suggestions (In fact, I'm begging for suggestions). heh.
Please review (AND LEAVE SUGGESTIONS!).
Thank you all!!