So turns out writing when you can't sleep is when you get very creative. Thanks to everyone who has been reviewing, I'm trying to send all of you a PM thanking you personally. J This is a short chapter because I was trying to reach a personal goal, and won't have time to write in the next few days. I will start working on part two of this chapter right away, but getting ready for college is tough and time consuming. Don't worry, I won't take another 3 years to finish.

"Hello to you too traffic light." If he wants to be icy cold, well he has some competition. "I'm hungry. We can talk later." Maybe if I just brush him off he will leave me alone. I just dealt with Star, who's very mad and sad right now, why must I deal with Mr. Grouchy over here? He grabs my hand and drags me to the kitchen where he basically throws a plate of kind of warm bacon and eggs into my hands. I couldn't help but stare, unsure if I am supposed to eat it.

"I made you food. Eat it." That answers my question, but why is he so demanding?

"Okay? What's going on?" I ask in between bites, but I get no answer, instead he just stares at me very oddly. His look continued as I ate, switching from a look of concern, to a glare.

"I spoke to Star." I said as I finished the food on my plate. For cold eggs and bacon, it wasn't terrible.

"Okay." That's all I'm getting? Does he not care that she feels like I'm a terrible friend? Does he not care that he's been playing with both of our emotions? This is going to end up hurting the team in the long run. We can't deal with the drama that comes with Star, Robin, and I not talking. Sometimes I wish they never found me.

Instead of saying anything back I just raised an eyebrow keeping all emotions off of my face. If he wasn't giving anything away, neither was I. We used to be able to talk to each other so freely, but once I developed feelings for our leader nothing has been the same. I held things back, while he was honest. I basically ended up throwing away the best thing to happen to me, true friendship.

I got up to put the plates in the sink, but before I could touch the plate, Richard was on his feet and snatching it away. He made his way to the sink and began to clean it.

"You don't have to do that, I'm fully capable…"

"It's called being nice, get used to it." He snapped. What is his issue? I honestly don't understand our new relationship, we always used to get along and now all we do is fight, constantly.

"You want to know what else is nice? Explaining what the hell you did to Star! She thinks your relationship is over because of me! She's my friend, a very good one, regardless of how annoyed I may get of her; I can't have her thinking this. You need to fix it." I say with challenging eyes. "Now, how did Star get the idea that you were going to leave her for me?" I ask as calm as I could possibly be.

"I told her about the kiss." Said Richard with crossed arms.

"Yeah, I got that from the conversation I had with her. Why did you tell her? It clearly didn't mean anything." I crossed my arms mimicking his stance. If he thinks I'm backing down then he has a whole other thing coming.

"That hurts Rae. Maybe it didn't mean anything to you, but it sure as hell meant something to me. Something I haven't felt in a very long time. I'm tired of the constant arguing back and forth, I'm tired of pretending to be happy when the happiest I ever was, was when you and I watch the sunrise on the roof of the tower. Starfire knows all of this, she's going to learn to accept it, and she never loved me the way she claimed." I stare wide-eyed unsure of what to say or do.

"You… you were angry before. When you shouted my name. What was that about?" I can't think, I can't focus on what he just said. I need time, time to meditate, time to talk with my emotions. This can't be a dream, can it?

"That's what you're curious about?" Richard laughs, but it wasn't a good laugh, it was a sad embarrassed, maybe even a mad laugh. It sounded harsh, and distant. "I had a rough morning. I made you food and you disappeared. I practically burnt my eyebrows off! Don't even get me started on my hair!" He runs his fingers through his hair as if to prove a point.

"Maybe stop using so much product." I try and throw in for good humor, but my joke fell deaf on his ears.

"On top of that, I'm dealing with all these emotions. Emotions are very demanding, I see you and my heart leaps. I hear your voice, and I swear it's like I hear angels." I can't help but blush, I have always been insecure about my voice it's too raspy. "Then I see your face, and all I think about is that kiss, and how many more I could get if you felt the same way. I need you to feel the same way." He walks over to me and grabs my hands and brings them to his cheeks.

"Can you see why I was mad now? Angry that I didn't see what was right in front of me until it was too late. I'm mad with desire Raven, because I'm madly in love with you!" The world feels like it's spinning, but I know I am not going to faint. Instead I calmly take my hands from his and look him right in the eye and say:

"I need to mediate." With that I teleport out of there unsure of what I should do.