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Rooftop Breeze

Beast Boy laid on the rooftop of Titans Tower with his eyes closed and his arms behind his head, enjoying the way the wind ruffled his hair. Suddenly, the scent of tea leaves and incense wafted towards him.

"What do you want, Rae?" Beast Boy asked without moving from his position.

Raven levitated to a spot a few feet away from him and crossed her legs in the lotus position. "What makes you assume that I want to have something to do with you?" Raven replied tonelessly.

Beast Boy sat up and rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, you almost never come out this late at night. Well, except maybe for patrol."

Raven remained silent for a while, just watching the city that they protected in the distance.

"Are you…okay?" Raven asked hesitatingly.

Beast Boy looked up, startled by the question. "Whoa, Rae! Keep asking questions like that and I would think you actually have emotions!" Beast Boy joked.

Raven glared at Beast Boy. "I was trying to be nice, but obviously you-"

"You can be nice?" Beast Boy interrupted.

Raven landed on the ground and stood up. "If you don't shut that mouth of yours in the next minute, I'll cut out your tongue and send you to another dimension." Raven snarled. I probably should have delayed this conversation until tomorrow. I'm still on edge after that stupid paintball fight Robin and Cyborg had. Ugh, too many emotions!

Beast Boy gulped and nodded.

Raven closed her eyes, chanting her mantra mentally in an effort to calm down. "Your emotions are not in sync with your behavior." Raven said abruptly.

Whoa, straight to the point, aren't you, Rae? "Hmm? Whazza?"

Raven sighed, "I felt some anger from you yesterday and sadness and despair a few times this week."

"Ohh, that was because the creators of Mega Monkeys decided to release the New Mega Monkeys Special three weeks late! And then yesterday, I heard they wanted to stop the release completely." Beast Boy said, silently hoping Raven would buy the lie.

Raven didn't look convinced. "Oh, really?"

"Yeah, but you wouldn't know because you always have your head in those pieces of paper with a cover."

"They are called books! And they provide you with knowledge and wisdom, something which you distinctly lack!" Raven snapped.

"Yeah, yadda yadda whatever. I think I'm going to see what Cyborg is doing. He did promise me to-eep!" Beast Boy's path to the door was blocked by a wall of dark energy.

"We haven't finished talking." Raven growled.

"Well then, hurry up, will you? I really need to go to the toilet!" Beast Boy said, scrunching his face.

Raven looked like she was two seconds away from annihilating Beast Boy. She was beginning to think she was mistaken in her assumptions. "You are the most irritating person on this planet! I don't even know why I bothered!"

"Yeah, I thought you didn't care about anything." Beast Boy asserted.

Raven shot him a murderous look and disappeared in a swirl of dark energy. Seconds later, all light bulbs in the Tower exploded.

"Phew! That was close!" Beast Boy breathed. Okay, so maybe irritating and insulting Raven wasn't the brightest idea to escape another 'talk', but hey, he was pretty desperate, wasn't he?

Beast Boy lay back down on the roof and gazed up at the stars in the sky. It seems so peaceful, he thought, listening to the gentle waves of the sea hit the rocks below. I thought coming out here would calm me down, make me more at peace, and prevent those horrible thoughts from entering my mind. Well, I'm sadly mistaken.

I feel so out of place, even here, when there's nobody around and I'm alone. I feel so alone. Beast Boy's lip trembled. When I die, will I be alone? It was a terrible thought, to die alone. Would he be forgotten and ignored, even in death? But then again, who would remember the green freak?

Beast Boy blinked back the tears that started to form. Don't cry, he scolded himself. That would make you even more pathetic than you already are. I'm a hero, and heroes don't show weaknesses.

Beast Boy rolled over to his side and shut his eyes tightly. The cool surface of the roof against his cheek calmed him down considerably. Beast Boy liked to sleep on the rooftop at night. The fresh air and open space seemed to make him more at ease. It must have something to do with his animal behavior and instincts.

Beast Boy was starting to drift off to sleep when there was a loud crash from somewhere in the Tower. Beast Boy's eyes snapped open and his ears twitched, listening for sounds of a possible intruder, but found none. He was about to settle back down when he heard some cursing coming from the direction of Raven's room.

"Great. She must still be mad at me. I'm really starting to regret what I did. I guess I got to avoid her and not get on her nerves tomorrow, or rather today." Beast Boy mumbled, glancing at the time on his communicator.

Before Beast Boy could close his eyes and get some well needed rest, he was disturbed yet again by another crash. This time it woke the other Titans, judging from the shuffling of feet he heard. Beast Boy groaned, he wasn't going to get any sleep if this goes on. Beast Boy stood up and made his way to the stairs. At least his room was soundproof and he won't be disturbed by anything or anyone. Though the possibility that he would sleep peacefully and without nightmares is close to none. Well, he'd take what he can get.

Beast Boy finally reached his room, passing by his angry and annoyed teammates on his way. (Apparently, some people do not like being woken up at two in the morning.) He shut his door, drowning out the arguments that were starting to break out.

Well, this certainly beats sleeping on a cold hard roof, Beast Boy yawned, curling up in a ball on his mattress.

Hopefully I won't have any nightmares tonight, Beast Boy thought sleepily, though with my luck, I'd probably have them. I only started to have nightmares when I turned green. Huh, yet another curse brought to me by this green disease. Maybe, some day, I will be normal, have normal Caucasian skin and accepted by society.

That was Beast Boy's last train of thought before drifting off to sleep, a frown forming on his face, as his mind mentally prepared for the nightmares that were yet to come.