(hehehehe, I've wanted to do this one for quite some time...

Yahoo, only forty more one shots to go!

By the way, when Kyd 'talks' it will be in bold, and he's saying it telepathically. He won't do it often, but it'll be a bit different.)

Each couple has a different way their relationship works.

Nothing changes if your a meta-human.

Angel and Kyd Wykkyd, were, by far, the most 'romantic' of the Teenage Syndicate. Every now and then, other guys would go to Kyd and asked how he did it. Kyd would just smirk and vanish.

"Elliot... can I take the blindfold off now?" Angel said, trying not to giggle. "Nope." Kyd said. Angel sighed. "Elliot. What are you doing?"

Elliot moved her from side to side, then nodded. He slipped off the blind fold and smirked. Angel opened her eyes and squealed.

They were in an abandoned building, and it was cold outside... but someone (Kyd Wykkyd) had taken a lot of paint and colored glass and turned it into something beautiful. The windows were all replaced with a mixture of colored glass. Any color that was thinkable was in the windows, blue, purple, green, yellow, whatever color.

Obviously, to Kyd, this wasn't enough, so he took spray paint and painted the walls. He wasn't a good artist like XL, but it was still very pretty.

Kyd shuffled his feet and signed, 'Do you like it?' He was greeted with a tackle hug that nearly knocked him off his feet. "Yes! Elliot, its beautiful! Thank you!" Angel let go and Kyd signed, 'Happy eighteenth birthday.'

Johnny Rancid and Blackfire were... well, extremely physical, evidently enough.

But Johnny and Blackfire had entrusted each other with their real names: Komand'r and Jonathon Sykes.

They had both suffered in the past. They were both hot heads with (ahem) rather strong libidos.

And they were both crazy about each other.

Blackfire sighed contentedly. Johnny opened one eye and said, "Morning, gorgeous." Blackfire giggled and said, "Right back at you."

Blackfire let her fingers trace across her boyfriend's chest. Johnny closed his eye again and growled. "You know, in the morning, you are rather frisky." He mumbled, grinning.

Blackfire smiled back and her fingers kept moving until they ran across the tattoos on his right arm. She frowned and said, "Johnny... are those scars?"

Johnny's eyes opened and he sighed, despite not needing to. He sat up, pushing Blackfire's arm away. "Yeah." He said quietly. Blackfire bit her lip. "Johnny... do you want to tell me... how you got them?" Johnny smiled bitterly. "Might as well."

He turned back to her. "I got hit by a truck." Blackfire's eyes widened and she gasped, "Hit by a truck? How did you survive?" Johnny smoothed his girlfriend's hair. "Remember, Blackfire? I don't have a heart, or lungs. I couldn't have died from blood loss. It still hurt though. A lot."

His eyes narrowed. "The hospital kept me for as long as it took my bones to heal, then they sent me back into the foster system. You know people tend to... hate anything that is not normal to their standards." Blackfire nodded. She (as gently as possible) hugged him close to her.

Then her almost cat like smirk returned and she said mischievously, "You know... its only eight AM... we still have an hour till we have to get out of bed." Johnny chuckled and said, "Only an hour?" Blackfire nodded, the smirk not vanishing. Johnny grinned and said, "I think the world can wait for a bit longer than that."

Billy and Kitten hadn't gotten too far in their relationship. Mostly just hand holding and short kisses.

Billy made it clear he wasn't the romantic type, and Kitten was okay with that.

But every now and then, he would do something really, really sweet.

Kitten was looking through the movies. "Hmm... I guess I'm in the mood for a Disney movie... Anastasia? Haven't ever seen that before."

Someone tapped her shoulder and she turned around. "Hmm?" Billy had a smirk on his face and he handed her a light pink rose. "Got you something." He said.

Kitten blushed. "Th- thanks." She stuttered. Billy kissed her forehead and said, "Anything for you, Kitten."

Red X and Ravager had an extremely casual relationship. Not too far, other than the occasional make out.

But Ravager had an extremely protective side.

"Ravager, I'm fine."

"No. You are not."

"Its only a flesh wound."

"X, you got shot!"

"Still only a flesh wound."

Ravager and Red X had a glaring match. Red X had gotten careless (again) and this time, a jumpy cop shot him in the shoulder. After swearing like a sailor, he teleported back to base.

Finally, Red X sighed. "Ravager, its okay. I'll be back in action in a couple days." "Try two weeks." Ravager growled. Red X opened his mouth to object and Ravager said, "Do anything criminal related and I will tie you up." Red X chuckled and said, "Is that a punishment or a reward?" Ravager smacked him upside the head and Red X winced. "Sorry!" Ravager squeaked.

Red X rubbed the bandage and said, "I'm fine." Then Red X got a cocky look on his face and said, "You know... the way your acting, I'd think you liked me more than you have let on." Ravager blushed.

Private Hive and Shimmer... well...

Shimmer was still too shy to fully acknowledge it. And Private was scared of Mammoth. Not that he'd admit it.

Mammoth looked at Private. He had just finished the obstacle course and he was taking a breather.

Mammoth walked over and rested his hand on Private's shoulder. "Hey, Bailey." He said. Private blinked in surprise and looked up at Mammoth. "Yeah, Baron?" He said. Mammoth's face revealed no emotion. "Treat my sister right, alright?" He said. Private's eyes widened and he coughed. "I... I have no idea what you are talking about." He said. Mammoth rolled his eyes. "Right... just making sure you know."

Mammoth headed back to his weight lifting and he called back, "And if you don't, I will shove you into a trash compacter." Private laughed nervously and said, "You are kidding, right?" Mammoth only smirked. "Baron?"

According to most sources, you can not have a serious relationship when you are only twelve years old, and the girl in question is ten.

Try telling that to Gizmo and Melvin.

Gizmo tried not to blush as he nervously handed Melvin the flower- a daffodil. "He- here." He squeaked. Melvin blinked in surprise, then smiled. "Mikron, that's so sweet!" She said, planting a kiss on his cheek.

Now Gizmo blushed. "H-hey! Its just a flower, you silly blonde!" Melvin's giggles filled the tree house they were hiding out in.

Raven rolled her eyes. "Melvin doesn't just know the gravity of the situation, does she?" She said aloud. "No, probably not." Raven glanced to the side to see Angel. "But Gizmo does. See-More just gave him a warning. He goes easy on Melvin during battle, and he's suspended from raids." Angel continued, zipping up her coat.

Raven smirked. "I won't tell if you won't." She said. "I have promised to flatten See-More if he spoils this for Gizmo." Angel said, chuckling. Raven nodded and turned around. "I gotta go." Angel flew off and Raven teleported back to her room.

Relationships. They don't change, no matter if your a villain, a titan, or a civilian.

"Hey Antonia." Punk said, nodding at the girl. Antonia was a Gothic girl with a British background. "Hey Thomas." Punk had on sunglasses and had gone with the precaution of black contacts just in case. The two sat across from each other, in a small cafe. "Have another argument with him?" Punk said finally. Antonia nodded. "Yeah. But we'll make up. Just like always." Punk nodded.

Argent looked at her cellphone and muttered something. "I have to go, sorry Thomas." Punk nodded. "See you later, Toni." Antonia smiled at the nickname. "Bye, Thomas."

Antonia left and hopped into her car and took off her holo-ring, revealing the girl underneath.

Argent.

"Dang... Thomas is a good guy... I shouldn't string him along like this." Argent grumbled. Then she smiled. "We aren't hurting each other or anyone else."

Punk sighed and looked back into his tea cup. "Antonia deserves someone better than me." He mumbled. "And her boyfriend." He said as an after thought. He picked up the cup and drained it.

Relationships. Never the same. But always interesting.

(Please don't shoot me for the last part. If you don't know how Argent and Punk met, look at Villainous Holidays, the Christmas chapter.

Well, we know the drill. Bye byes! Remember to review!)