I have no ownage of the Teen Titans!

Beast Boy stared in disgust at the piles of meat in front of him. Cyborg just had to make his famous "Saturday Morning Breakfast" - which was really just an excuse for the half-robot to cook up any and all slaughtered animals he had in the fridge. At least he was nice enough to make a few dairy-free pancakes, though the changeling preferred waffles.

But hey - it was better than cereal.

Expertly dodging the mound of overly-greasy bacon, he reached for his small stack of pancakes and slid the plate towards him - it wasn't like anyone else would eat them.

Not even Starfire, who was busy squirting a generous helping of mustard on her pancake-bacon-sausage sandwich.

And Cyborg said Beast Boy's food was inedible.

The changeling shuddered slightly as he watched his robotic friend construct a similar sandwich - sans mustard - across from him. Cyborg always made a show of his love for meat, but surprisingly hadn't today. He was probably too hungry after the mission last night - Beast Boy had ventured to the common room to wait for the three titans to return, and was a bit surprised when they came home a little after midnight and covered in a fine layer of dust. Apparently Cinderblock was a little more challenging than Robin had expected, though he obviously didn't voice the fact out loud.

Plus, Beast Boy was just happy that Raven hadn't gone on the mission.

Speaking of the empath, he spared a quick glance to his right. Her usual breakfast of tea was sitting in front of her, steaming slightly and smelling like mint. It was a little surprising to see a small plate of bacon next to it, along with a lone pancake - he knew she was more of a waffle person as well.

He was a little concerned at the way she was picking at her plate; she never ate much as it was, but after everything that happened yesterday, he was hoping she'd eat up and get her strength back. He even found himself hoping she'd at least eat the bacon.

She seemed distracted as she took a small sip of her tea, her eyes unfocused on the wall. He wanted to ask her what was wrong, but knew that doing so in front of everyone else would only make her uncomfortable. Plus, it would cause their leader to over-analyze everything and annoy the pale girl even more.

He'd have to wait til he could get her alone.

His decision made, he turned back towards his own plate, but not before catching the curious look his best friend was casting him. The half-robot had his human brow arched in suspension, accompanied by a small smirk on his lips.

Beast Boy let out a quiet sigh of frustration - Cyborg catching him staring at Raven during training was one thing, but seeing him glancing at her during breakfast was on a whole other level. Sure, friends showed concern for each other and would keep an eye out for strange behavior, but Cyborg was convinced that the changeling was pushing the boundaries on his friendship with the half-demon. Beast Boy could remember - in vivid, excruciatingly embarrassing detail - the time his best friend had accused him of crushing on the pale girl. He obviously denied it, since he honestly didn't feel that way. It wasn't that Raven wasn't totally crush-worthy (he was actually somewhat surprised he didn't like her that way), it was just that he had categorized her under "friends".

Though his primal side seemed to object to that notion.

Honestly, that was probably the main reason why Beast Boy felt nothing but the utmost respect and friendship for the empath; if he allowed his human thoughts to entertain the idea of being more intimate with Raven, he feared it would only fuel his primal obsession with her.

And the fact that she was totally out of his league and would never like him like that swayed his decision slightly as well.

He was knocked out of his thoughts by the labored sigh that escaped the half-demon's lips. He must have been feeling too loud, causing her discomfort.

Her being an empath was another reason why Beast Boy couldn't like her - imagine how utterly embarrassing that would be.

"Sorry," he muttered sheepishly.

She gave him a bewildered look, and he felt himself blush as he realized maybe he wasn't the cause for her distress. Though he was plenty use to being the reason; apologizing was just a habit.

"Why are you sorry?" Her eyes were looking at him, but they seemed to take a while before they actually saw him - she must have been thinking about something really important to still be so distracted.

Not wanting to draw attention to his emotions, he quickly thought up an excuse. "Oh, uhm... I thought I had bumped your foot," he supplied awkwardly.

Her eyebrows rose in apprehension, obviously knowing that he hadn't bumped her foot.

"Oh." She paused, turning back towards her breakfast. "You didn't."

He responded with a nod, not knowing what else to say. If it wasn't for the quiet conversation between Robin and Starfire from the other end of the table, the silence would have been unbearable. Glancing again at his robotic friend, Beast Boy felt himself blush at the smug smile on Cyborg's face; obviously he hadn't bought his excuse either.

"So how'd you two spend your evening last night?"

Beast Boy stifled a groan of annoyance - he didn't mind Cyborg's teasing so much when they were alone, but he really didn't want Raven to feel embarrassed or get the wrong idea.

"Beast Boy treated me as if I were a child and sent me to bed," Raven deadpanned, obviously still a little miffed.

He gave her a sheepish smile, which earned him a glare.

"H-hey, they were Robin's orders; you should be mad at him," Beast Boy defended, earning another glare, only this one was from the boy wonder.

"I only ordered it after you went on and on about Raven being too weak to go into battle!" he bit back.

The changeling shrunk in his seat as the pale girl's glare intensified.

"You think I'm weak?"

Okay, he was going to kill Robin. How could he just throw him under the bus like that?

Beast Boy quickly adverted his eyes from hers, only to catch another smirk from the half-robot.

Okay, he'd kill Cyborg too, for good measure.

"I believe Beast Boy was only doing the looking out for you, Raven."

Thank god for Starfire. Beast Boy could kiss her right now - if it wasn't for the fact that he thought of her as a sister and Robin would probably slice his throat with a butter knife.

The alien continued with her "voicing of the reason" - or so she called it. "You should not be upset with him. You should be upset with me, for I am the one who has caused the need for your bed rest." She hung her head in shame.

Beast Boy spared a quick glance at Raven, whose features softened a bit at the orange girl's guilt. Who knew even Raven couldn't face the sadness of Starfire?

"It was an accident, Starfire. I told you that I don't blame you," the empath replied soothingly - the alien's emotions were strong as it was, and Beast Boy could only imagine the toll they would take on Raven's mind.

Starfire nodded slowly, giving Beast Boy a small, almost invisible smile. "Then perhaps you should not blame Beast Boy for looking out for you? He is a good friend, is he not?"

The changeling shot the girl a grateful grin, before turning his puppy-dog eyes on the empath beside him.

Her mouth twitched slightly at the orange girl's words, before she turned her attention to him.

"Thank you for being a good friend, Beast Boy," she seethed through her teeth.

He couldn't help but notice the strained way she said "friend", and he felt his ears fold back in concern - was she hinting to him that they weren't friends?

"Of course," he replied honestly, his mirth vanishing instantly. He could tell she had picked up on the shift of his emotions, which had gone from playful to confused. He hoped that she'd at least clarify that they were friends, and she was only upset, but instead she turned back to her uneaten breakfast. Beast Boy felt his confusion turn to despair at the thought of making her angry enough to drop their friendship. His animal instincts cheered at the prospect of ridding himself of her darkness, whereas his primal side cursed him for being so stupid, and begged him to show submission, or maybe get her to.

But the human side of Beast Boy only felt the sadness of upsetting a close friend - even though he only had her best interests in mind.

He noticed the concerned way Starfire was looking at them, and idly hoped that she'd pick up on the tension and help him out.

"Oh! I have the most glorious idea!"

Everyone at the table directed their sights on the now excitable alien.

"Beast Boy! Will you accompany me and Raven to the mall of shopping? We must search for her gown, and I do not wish to do the choosing of a color that would clash with your unique tone of skin!"

Beast Boy smiled slightly at the delicate way she had described his greenness. "Sure, Star!"

Honestly, the prospect of shopping for a dress sounded horrible, but spending time with his teammates and having the opportunity to right himself with Raven sounded too good to pass up.

"Glorious!"

He spared another glance at Raven, who was suppressing a small smirk as she sipped her tea. He could tell she knew what he was doing, and the fact that it amused her made his heart soar - they were obviously still friends.

"Don't you think Rae here would look totally hot in green?" he teased, knowing all too well that he was pushing it.

Her smirk vanished immediately as she choked on her tea.

Sorry for the late update! I had a totally super busy weekend! I visited an old, abandoned Asylum on Thursday (which was void of spirits, ghosts, and/or inbred mutant cannibals - bummer), saw Godzilla on Friday (which was soo so sooooo amazing - Aaron Taylor Johnson omg), went to a bridal shower on Saturday, and then went back to work on Sunday!

So here's the update! I hope it's alright - I didn't want to rush it, but I felt bad for not updating as quickly as I usually do!

Anywhoo, leave a review? Oh! And another random question - where do you stand on the waffles vs pancakes debate? Personally, I'm a waffle girl!