Yay, next chapter! I have about two more written, and after that posting might get a little more sporadic. I really do apologize about that, but it gets hard to write when college is breathing down your neck. I do have a plan as to where I want this story to go, however.

Anyway, hope you all enjoy this one.

The next morning, Starfire was up early, taking a shower, and attempting to choose what to wear on her date.

"Oh, this is going to be the longest wait ever until this evening," she sighed, trying to pick between two dresses. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel and she wore her pink bathrobe with matching fluffy slippers. Finally she decided to ask Raven for help.

But before leaving she noticed that it was only eight in the morning. Raven generally did not get up until nine or nine thirty. Starfire herself usually liked to sleep a little later as well, but she had been way too excited.

She decided then that she was hungry and headed to the kitchen. Excited butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of a certain other Titan who could be in the kitchen as well, but when she got there Cyborg was its only occupant.

"Greetings, friend Cyborg!"

"Well, you're certainly cheerful this morning, little lady," he said, flipping the pancakes in his skillet.

"Yes, I am in the most joyous of spirits this morning," she beamed.

"What's got you so happy?" he asked.

"Robin and I are doing the dating tonight!" she squealed.

"Really?" Cyborg said, eyebrow quirked as he turned around. "Rob finally came around, huh?"

"Actually, I more persuaded him," Starfire said, her thousand watt smile dimming somewhat. "Do you think he really did not wish to? He was somewhat reluctant…" She was worried now.

Cyborg smirked. "Girl, that boy's been crazy about you since he met you. You got nothin' to worry about."

"Really?" Starfire said hopefully.

"Really," Cyborg answered.

"Thank you, Cyborg," Starfire said. She hugged him around the neck, and then opened the fridge to get out some eggs to help.

Later, Raven came to the breakfast table and helped herself to some eggs and started her herbal tea. A sleepy Beast boy walked through the doors in his Scooby Doo boxers, rubbing his eyes. He seemed to notice after the three began laughing, and quickly scooted back to his room to pull on sweatpants and a t-shirt.

Soon breakfast time was over and to Starfire's disappointment, Robin did not appear. Cyborg saw her face, and offered to go talk to him, wherever he was. Starfire nodded, and went back to her room to continue deciding her clothes and accessories for the evening. Cyborg managed to persuade a reluctant Raven to go help her, to keep her spirits up. Raven insisted she wasn't good with all that "girly" stuff, but went anyway.

A bored but slightly curious Beast Boy followed Cyborg down the hall.

"Hey Cy, what'cha doing?"
"Going to talk to Rob."

"How come?"

"Cause he didn't come to breakfast."

"So? You know him, sometimes he trains all morning."

"Yeah, but on the morning he has a date with Star?"

Beast Boy stopped trotting to keep up with Cyborg's long strides in amazement.

"Whoa, hold up a minute! You mean Robin's going on a date with Starfire?!"

"Yep."

Beast Boy ran down the hallway to catch up again.

"But then why wouldn't he come to breakfast this morning?"

"That's what I'm going to find out."
After a quick check of the training rooms, they stopped at Robin's door.

Cyborg knocked. There was a pause, then he said, "Rob? It's me."

He heard a muted shuffling noise, and then steps and code punched into the pad. Robin's door slid open.

His room was dark, as all the curtains were drawn, and Robin had still been sleeping. Robin shielded his eyes from the hall light and stumbled back to his bed. He still had on his green plaid pajama pants and a blue long sleeved shirt. He flopped onto his stomach on the top of his comforter, burying his head into his pillows.

"What'dyou guys want?" he asked in a muffled sleepy voice.

"Just wondering why you didn't show up to breakfast," Cyborg said, concerned. It was extremely unusual for him to still be asleep past eleven. Even Beast Boy had woken up earlier than him, which never happens.

"Stayed up late. I'm tired," he said shortly.

"Uh, Robin? I know it's not my business and all, but dude! Did you totally hook up with Star?!" Beast Boy asked.

Robin took a moment before he responded. "Yeah," he said.

"Don't sound so excited," Cyborg said sarcastically.

Robin lifted his head to glare at Cyborg before flopping his head back down.

The two boys entered his room and turned on his desk lamp as the door slid shut.

Robin moaned, tossing the pillow over his head.

"Uh… like I said, it isn't my business, but dude!"

"I know, I know," Robin said, sitting up and rubbing his face.

"Hey man, you wanna tell me what's going on? I'm not letting you disappoint that girl," Cyborg said severely, his big brother mode kicking in.

"Back off, okay? I'm just… nervous. I couldn't sleep," Robin complained.

"Don't get so touchy, I'm here on Star's behalf. She was worried about you."

"She doesn't need to worry," Robin said obstinately.

"Look man, why you acting like this? I know for a fact that you've wanted this for a long time, and now when you finally land a date with her, you're acting like an ass. What's your deal?" Cyborg said, pointing an accusing finger and coming up to the edge of Robin's bed.

"Back off. I told you, you've got nothing to worry about."

"I agree with Cy. You're acting totally weird, dude," Beast Boy said, crossing his arms.

Robin heaved a huge sigh and got up, rubbing his hand through his messy bed-head hair.

"I just… was up late thinking about our friendship and what it could mean for the team if we were to do this-"

"Dude, the team is fine with it. We've all been wondering when the hell you two would wake up and see the light," Cyborg said, exasperated. "We've been expecting this for years!" He waved his arms up and down for affect.

"I mean yeah, it was totally obvious you two were diggin' each other," Beast Boy jumped in.

"We were that obvious?" Robin said plaintively.

"Uh, yeah," Beast Boy said.

"So, you guys don't have a problem with this?"

"As long as you two at least get yourselves a room and don't suck face in public areas, y'all will be fine," Cyborg said, grinning.

Robin blushed.

"And dude, seriously. It was lingerie. I know Starfire's hot, but it took a cold shower to get you back?!" Cyborg laughed. Beast Boy joined in.

"Shut up," Robin said, indignant, his face now bright red.

"Anyway, have fun on your date tonight. And don't be an idiot. Be nice to Star, and be yourself," Cyborg said, winking.

"Totally, what he said. See you later Romeo," Beast Boy said on his way out. He stopped in the doorway and wrapped his arms around his back, to make it look like he was kissing someone. He added smacking noises and moans for effect.

"Ooooh, Robin, hee hee! Starfire, I loooooove you-- Waaah!"

He was hit in the back with a very forcefully thrown pillow.

Robin nervously waited in the living room, tugging at the collar of his green button up shirt. He tried to loosen his dark green tie but Cyborg slapped his hand.

"You're gonna mess it up."

"Seriously, I look like a dork."

"No you don't, you look…" Cyborg searched for the right word. "Distinguished."

Robin had combed his normally spiky hairdo down, and wore a green shirt with forest green tie, khaki dress pants, and shiny black dress shoes. Mask stayed put, of course.

"I am not going out with my hair like this," he said testily. He reached to mess it up, but Cyborg slapped his hand again.

"Man, don't you touch it."

Robin gave a short growl.

It was five minutes to seven o' clock, and Starfire had yet to appear. Robin was getting impatient, as their dinner reservations were for seven fifteen.

He was trying to adjust his tie again when the door finally slid open, and he stopped fiddling. In fact, he stopped breathing. His mouth hung slightly open, and the only other time he could remember feeling remotely like this was the moment when Starfire had shown up at the prom to monitor his forced date with Kitten. But, this time, she was even more of a vision.

Starfire stood in the doorway shyly as she gazed at a stunned Robin. She had curled her hair, and half was put up into a curly bun while the rest cascaded down her back. Her bangs had been straightened, and pulled over to one side, just barely hiding one eye. The two locks of hair were curled into tendrils that brushed by her face. She had tastefully done her makeup, so that she appeared to have very little on but still looked glamorous. She had chosen a halter dress, the front dipped into a low v with the fabric bunched on a ring that sat between her breasts, and the dress had several layers, the bottom coming to just above the knee, and the dress floated and swayed from her legs. It was pink, with a gradation that turned to dark purple towards the hem. The ties from her halter were in a bow, and the ends hung down her back. Around her shoulders she had a long purple wrap. On her feet were silver strappy dress shoes. Her toes were painted a light purple, to match her fingernails.

At this moment in time, the term "best friend" was out the window. Robin would be perfectly fine with deleting it from his vocabulary altogether.

Cyborg clapped and Beast Boy whistled. Raven peeked out from behind Starfire.

"Wow, Raven, I didn't think you were gonna be able to make her presentable, but you did a good job! And you said you couldn't do 'girly'," Cyborg joked as Starfire came down to stand beside Robin, grinning modestly.

"I tried," Raven said, a small smile on her face. "Actually, Starfire did most of it. I stood around for moral support."

"Star… you…" Robin stuttered, not being able to speak.

"Do I look presentable?" Starfire asked him.

"You look great," Robin said emphatically.

"You look most handsome," Starfire smiled, fingering his silky tie.

"Thanks," Robin said with a shy grin.

"Okay you two lovebirds, why don't you go on and get out of here before they give your reservation away," Cyborg said, shooing them out the door. "And Robin, you better bring the T-Car back in one piece or I'll bust your spiky little head… and stay out of the back seat!"

At this both blushed as Robin promised to keep the car safe. Normally he would've taken his R-Cycle, but since they were dressed up they didn't want to deal with helmets and the wind.

Robin led Starfire down to the garage, and then opened the passenger side door for her, helping her into her seat. Then he went around and got behind the wheel. Starfire held her hands over her ears in anticipation before Robin started the car. When he turned the ignition, Twista began blaring from the speakers. Robin bounced his head to the beat for a moment, then turned it down and laughed at Starfire's expression.

"Not into rap, huh?"

Starfire wrinkled her nose. "It is too loud for my tastes."

Robin smirked, wondering how she could not like this kind of music when her home world's music was blaringly loud and tuneless. Recalling that little trip was always a sore subject with him, for obvious reasons.

"Why is it that you boys like listening to your music at such high volumes?" Starfire asked.

"It makes us feel cool," Robin said, grinning. He peeled out of the garage and engaged the T-car's aquatic function and jetted over the bay towards the city.

Once reaching the roads, Robin turned the music up a little more and cruised through the main drag. They had approximately ten minutes till the time of their reservation. Robin had placed a reservation at one of the most upscale restaurants in town. Cash had never been a problem for the Titans, seeing as both Robin and Cyborg received funding from sponsors: Robin from his former mentor, and Cyborg from Star Labs, where his father had been employed.

Starfire sat quietly in her seat, the excited feeling in her chest making it hard for her not to smile. Robin nodded his head in time to the beat of the music, driving with his right hand and resting his left out the window. Starfire kept glancing at him, unable to contain her smile and the glow on her face. Robin caught her eyes and gave her a grin. Starfire beamed back, and Robin put his left hand on the wheel and caught up Starfire's hand with his right.

Robin pulled up to the restaurant's awning, got out and went round to Starfire's door to open it for her. He helped her out, and tossed the keys to the valet.

"VIP parking, please," Robin requested, and gave the valet a healthy tip.

"You're… you're the…" the valet stuttered, awed at the two.

"The Titans, yep," Robin said, wrapping his arm around Starfire's waist to lead her into the Restaurant.

"And oh, don't worry about all the buttons and controls in there, all you need are drive and park," Robin called back. While Cyborg would definitely enjoy a manual shift more, he installed an automatic transmission for ease of driving while attempting to fight crime at the same time.

"Pleased to meet you," Starfire waved as they entered.

Robin gave his name to the maitre d', and then the two were seated and given menus.

Starfire glanced around with awe at the décor of the restaurant. The woodwork was a dark stain, the walls a muted cream color, with mirrors, paintings, silk screens, and tapestries. Beautiful crystal chandeliers hung and cast light about the rooms. A beautiful candlelit centerpiece on the table made Starfire's unusual green eyes glow.

Robin looked up and smiled at Starfire's amazement. The Titans had never actually gone to a fine restaurant since she had been on Earth, having mostly frequented the pizza place when they decided to go out to eat.

After the waiter took their orders, the two were left with their own company.

They both giggled nervously, not quite sure what to say.

"Are you having a good time?" Robin finally asked, breaking the silence with something.

"Oh yes," Starfire said.

Robin nodded. He looked around, wondering why things were suddenly so awkward. He and Star rarely had silent pauses like this, and could always find something to talk about. 'This is why I was unsure about dating,' Robin thought. 'It's different between us…'

"Robin? Are you okay?" Starfire asked. She read the expression on his face.

Robin sighed. "I want to say I'm sorry Star, for being so reluctant to ask you out like this."

"It is okay. We are here now," she said.

"Yeah, but I know I made you upset… and I know you've been waiting so long for me to take the initiative."

"True… ever since I met you, I have felt the feelings," she confessed.

"I did too, it's just I didn't want to admit it. I was stubborn. I convinced myself that I was a superhero, and superheroes didn't have time for girlfriends. I also was worried about our friendship, the team-"

"Robin," Starfire said with a laugh in her voice, "you always did overanalyze everything."

"Yeah, I guess," he said sheepishly, running his hand on the back of his neck.

"Have I succeeded in changing your mind?" Starfire asked.

Robin looked her in the eyes. "Of course… I guess it took your determination and a little lingerie to knock some sense into me."

Starfire laughed. "You were so shocked. Really, are you that inexperienced?" she asked slyly.

Robin's cheeks tinged again. "Hey now… come on. I really didn't have much time for girlfriends ever… and any girls I did know were more interested in my status and cash than me."

Starfire nodded.

"Well what about you?! What do you mean 'inexperienced?' How much experience have you had?" Robin exclaimed, anxious to shift the focus of attention away from his past.

Starfire's eyes widened. "I have not had much more experience than you," she admitted. "As a princess of Tamaran, after I was of age I had suitors that would come calling to court me, but I never accepted. Shortly after…" she stopped and lowered her eyes.

"Was it then that you were taken as a prisoner by the Gordanians?" Robin asked gently.

"Yes," she said shortly and sadly, not offering any more information. "But I am sincerely glad that I was allowed to remain here. My life is much better here than it ever would have been in the Citadel, or even on Tamaran."

"Really?" Robin asked, surprised. "I would have thought that you would miss your home world a lot… and sometimes would want to go back there and stay there. I mean, you could've been grand ruler."

"You do not understand the politics of my home world, and nor would I expect you to. Being grand ruler has many pressures and responsibilities. The status of grand ruler or princess does not necessarily mean I am… safe."

Robin considered this. He realized that Starfire rarely talked about her own personal life. She often happily talked about Tamaran's traditions and customs, and subjected everyone to her home cooking every once in awhile, but never talked about her family. If her family were all like Blackfire, her previous comment suddenly made a lot of sense. Robin recalled how aggravated and destructive Starfire had been when he first met her. She was like a completely different girl now…

He was brought out of his thoughts and back to the conversation after Starfire spoke again.

"Besides, the Titans, and you, are the best thing that could have happened to me," she said, giving him a genuine smile.

"Star," he said affectionately, reaching across the table to take her hands.

Their conversation was cut short as their food arrived. The waiter then set down and began to open a bottle of champagne.

"Um… I should be truthful and tell you we're not quite of age yet," Robin said with a smile. "We still have a year."

"Compliments of the head chef," the waiter said. "Do not worry. We are honored to have you here. The Titans are always welcome in our house."
"In that case, thank you," Robin said, accepting his glass.

Robin and Starfire finished their dinner, chatting and generally enjoying each other's company.

It's not done yet! Tune in next time to see what the other three are up to...

And, just to promote myself shamelessly, I was all excited because I finally made a music video, on check this-- windows movie maker. Ha! I wish I had Adobe Premiere... So, it is most decidedly not the best music video ever. But I totally tried. Still getting used to editing processes. Also, I had a really limited clip range. But, it's not horrible. It's set to "Give a Little Bit" by the Goo Goo Dolls, and link to it can be found on my bio page. Curious? Yeah, I didn't think so... muow goes off in a corner shuffling feet sadly...