DISCLAIMER: I – in no way – own the Teen Titans.

CHAPTER SIX – PERMISSION GRANTED

After a few more serious talks with Kori, Richard managed to convince her to stay in Jump City. Slowly, he walked past a group of old friends huddled up in front of the local coffee shop; there was some type of JC High's Leaders of Tomorrow reunion taking place and Richard – having been stripped of his Presidential title during his sophomore year – walked past the alumni with neither a worry, nor care.

However, upon passing the group of student, Richard stumbled upon the mighty oak tree upon the hilltop furthest from the park's welcome sign. As he looked toward the tree, he smiled; memories of sheer joy and laughter became to engulf the depths of his mind. That tree – from what Kori had always told him – was the perfect place to read and write poetry with Rachel while he, Garfield and Victor would wrestle each other in the green grass.

Richard continued to walk through the old park, letting memory after memory fill his mind. After another twenty minutes or so, Richard decided that it was about time he head to the vacation house where he and Bruce would stay during their visits to Jump City. It was nearing four-thirty and he still had to pick up the roses he had ordered.

When he arrived, he noticed Bruce backing out of the driveway. At first, Richard was astonished at the sight of his adoptive father; he hadn't expected to see him at all. To his knowledge, Bruce was supposed to be in Gotham City handling something with some businessmen from Blüdhaven, Gotham's economically troubled neighboring city.

"Bruce…?" Richard wondered as Bruce began to roll down the passenger seat window. "What are you-? Never mind… umm, I didn't know you were in town."

"Where are you headed off?" Bruce questioned, ignoring his adopted son's inquiry.

"Oh…" Richard could feel the nervousness kicking in; there was just something about Bruce that always managed to intimidate him – even at the age of twenty. "I was actually going to go visit… Kori Anders. Is that all right with you…?"

Bruce nodded. "You've gotta do what you've gotta do, right?" he stated. "Please tell her family I said 'hello'."

Richard nodded nervously as Bruce began to back out of the driveway. Sighing to himself, he shook his head; Bruce didn't know what had happened on that terrible day that Richard told off his best friend, the last time he had really ever called Kori his girlfriend; no one really knew the truth.

"Oh yeah?" Richard wondered. "Is that what you think? I'll tell you what I think then, Anders! I think that the only reason you can handleanythingis because you have me!"

Kori's eyes widened as she slapped Richard across the face. "You know what? I have had it with you, Grayson. First, you suggest that I'm lazy. Then, you somewhat imply that I'm weak. Andnowyou're suggesting that I need you in my life to survive! I donotneed this and I certainly don't need you, Richard Grayson. Good day to you, sir!"

With that, Kori stormed out of Richard's bedroom; the scowl on her face more visible than any other facial expression Kori had ever expressed.

"Well good riddance to ya!" Richard shouted as he slammed the bedroom door behind Kori. "I don't need you either!"

A tear rolled down Richard's cheek. The flashback had brought back so many unwanted thoughts and emotions that Richard just couldn't contain himself. Exhaling, he wiped his cheek; he had to stay strong before meeting up with Kori once again. The last thing he needed was for anyone to see him in such a sorry state.

It was now five o'clock; he had managed to pick up the flowers only an hour before. Sighing to himself once more, Richard felt his chest swell with unbearable pain as he pulled into the Anders's driveway with a broken smile. He approached the door with a heavy heart and knocked slowly.

"Dick Grayson?" Koma scoffed as she opened the front door. "What the hell do you want? You have no right coming-."

"I know," Richard interrupted. "You're right; I don't have the right to march to your front door the way that I have, but – with your permission, Koma – I would like to see her again."

Koma eyed her sister's ex suspiciously. "Why should I grant-?"

"I know that I haven't given you any reason to trust me since then," Richard begged, "but please, Koma. I need to see Kori again… it's been four years to this day. Please!"

Rolling her eyes, Koma replied, "You know where to find her, right?"

Richard's eyes lit up at Koma's words. His heart began to soar, knowing that this was Koma Anders's way of granting him permission to see her baby sister. He nodded slightly before whispering to himself, "Under the mighty oak tree upon the hilltop furthest from the entrance…"

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Chapter six has been completed! YAY! Time to proceed onward with the rest of the storyline! WOOT! This installment of Reminiscent Memories was rewritten and republished on August 7, 2012.

I do so very much hope you are all just as excited as I am to move on with the rest of the story! If not, I can always just hold off for the time being. Teehee, I only kid. Of course, I should be finishing this story within the month so… at the same time as being excited, I'm kind of a little depressed as well. For those of you who didn't know, I actually wrote this story a long time before deciding I wanted it to be a Teen Titans fanfic… so the reason for hiatuses left and right for this story is because I had to find some way to convert certain elements from the original story into this one; the last thing I wanted was for this story to just be an exact replica of the original but with different names. ;_; So I tried to incorporate the little that I knew about the Teen Titans into this. Again, my apologies for any OOC-ness that may have set some of you off; I reiterate: I am no good at capturing anything in its original light!

Thanks for taking the time to read this. I do hope you enjoyed it! Stay tuned for CHAPTER SEVEN – I'M SORRY. It should be coming out sometime within the day or the week, depending on the amount of time I have to work on this story and The Girl of My Dreams. Remember to review and/or favorite! Whatever melts your butter :]

~ May Vulcan