I should own the Teen Titans.

The strange emotions stirring inside Beast Boy kind of scared him. He tried his hardest to project a calm feeling, as well as his friendly curiosity, and judging by the fact that Raven hadn't given him a look of disgust, he figured it was working.

"You... like this guy?" he repeated warily.

Raven nodded her head. She was no longer looking towards the ground bashfully, but she was still avoiding direct eye contact.

Beast Boy knew that this was probably hard for her to admit, and a burst of happiness swelled inside of him, but he tried to contain that as well. Especially since it was mixed with something that felt a little too much like hope. He knew he should have been happy that she had a crush, because that made his job of finding her a boyfriend so much easier.

But the uncomfortable way his stomach was twisting seemed to disagree, and he was at a loss for an explanation - why did her confession literally make him feel sick? That wasn't a very common emotion for a friend to feel.

As the word "friend" passed through his mind, he felt another sharp pain stab his heart. Was that the reason he felt like curling up in a ball of self-pity? Because he and Raven were friends?

Another slightly foreign emotion began making its appearance, and Beast Boy slowly recognized it as jealousy, laced with a fine layer of disappointment.

Now that was a really strange feeling for a "friend" to feel.

"What, is that really so hard to believe?"

Her monotone voice tore him from his internal self-discovery. He glanced up at her face, which remained passive, and silently thanked the lord that she hadn't picked up on his conflicting feelings.

"Well, kinda," he admitted awkwardly, hoping that his façade would hold while his insides churned. Surprisingly, his instincts and primal side had remained quiet, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Raven nodded her head again, and he swore he saw a hint of a smirk play at her lips.

"You do realize I'm a teenage girl, right?" she deadpanned.

Beast Boy's eyes immediately (and somewhat automatically) began to scope her out, but he caught himself - that was definitely not a "friendly" thing to do.

"Uh, you do realize I'm a teenage boy, right?" he bit back playfully. "And we're kinda oblivious to everything around us."

She rolled her eyes in amusement. "Right."

Beast Boy felt himself smile, despite the despair growing within him. So Raven has a crush? he thought to himself, pushing forward a feeling of contentment. And she needs help figuring the dude out? Piece of cake!

"Alright, Rae - I'm gonna help!" he grinned.

She finally made eye contact as she regarded him skeptically. "You're going to what?"

And she called him a bad listener.

"I'm gonna help you! Just tell me who this 'mystery guy' is and I'll keep an eye on him and see if he shows the tell-tale signs of liking you!"

At his suggestion, Raven's eyes widened comically as her jaw dropped in horror. "Hell. No."

He bit back a growl of frustration at her answer. Honestly, he knew she wasn't going to tell him who this guy was, but he thought that maybe she'd slip up. Instead of pouting like a three-year-old, his rolled his eyes fondly.

"Okay, okay - well, even though I won't be able to determine it by his behavior, I'll still decode it for you if you report it back to me!" he offered instead.

Again, Raven regarded him with a skeptical look. "Why do you want to help me?"

He opened his mouth to answer her, but realized he wasn't exactly sure why he was somewhat eager to help her. Maybe it was because he considered her one of his best friends? Or because he wanted her to get a hold of her powers so she wouldn't destroy the whole city?

Or maybe it was because deep down inside of him, the tiniest spark of hope ignited; hope that maybe, he was this mystery guy. But that wasn't a feeling friends felt, so he squashed it down instantly.

"Because we're friends, Rae! And I don't want you destroying everything 'cuz your emotions are all jumbled!"

She automatically smacked him on the shoulder, which elected a very unmanly yelp of pain - just because his heart was sort of breaking didn't mean his burn wasn't still hurting.

"Ugh, that's it! I'm healing you, Beast Boy!"

This time, he didn't feel like disagreeing.

Beast Boy knew he was being creepy, but he couldn't stop himself from sneaking a few glances at the empath as she talked with Cyborg. He knew it was stupid (and gross) to think that maybe the half-robot was this mystery guy, but his primal side had finally made an appearance when they had returned to the roof to train, and it wasn't very happy with Beast Boy's discovery.

But honestly, neither was Beast Boy.

He continued to play his video game as his eyes darted between the screen in front of him and the titans beside him.

"I really think Starfire would be more helpful, Cyborg," Raven admitted with a shrug as she absently watched the screen as well.

Beast Boy felt a sudden desire to impress the empath by getting a high score, but he knew he wasn't focused enough to do that as his eyes traced her profile longingly.

"But you're a girl, Rae! Can't you just like, use your girl instincts to figure out what Bee meant by that?"

At the word instincts, Beast Boy felt his stomach twist. It had come as a shock to know that his own animalistic senses were somewhat appalled by Raven's earlier confession; it was as if they were just as confused as Beast Boy on how to react.

"I don't need to be a girl to recognize the fact that going to the ball with Sarah hurt Bumble Bee's feelings."

And then at the word ball, Beast Boy remembered his own predicament. He was taking Raven, his friend, and she was crushing on someone, who most likely wasn't him. He realized bitterly that his own selfish want for a date might have hindered the empath's chances at going with the guy she really wanted.

He spared another glance at her, and felt his face redden as they made eye contact - apparently his feelings were coming through a little louder than he wanted. Reigning them in slowly, as not to draw attention to the fact that he was able to do that, he gave her a sheepish smile.

"Wanna play two player?" he laughed, gesturing to the controller in his hands. Raven merely rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Cyborg.

"Honestly, either way you're going to hurt someone's feelings. I say you do some soul-searching, and figure out which girl you want to take. And then let the other down easily. It's incredibly insensitive to lead both of them on."

Beast Boy almost voiced his agreement, but stopped himself before either could accuse him of eavesdropping. Even though they were literally sitting next to him on the couch and he didn't need his enhanced hearing to listen.

But the fact that Raven was his date to the ball, and Cyborg loved to tease them about it, he knew it'd be best to keep quiet.

Especially since he was no longer sure how he felt about the half-demon, and the robotic titan's teasing wouldn't be much help.

"You're right..." Cyborg admitted slowly, and Beast Boy could see a small smirk forming on Raven's lips. "I should talk to Star about this!"

The half-robot immediately jumped up from the couch in search of the alien, causing a frown to replace Raven's smirk and a snort of amusement to sound from the changeling.

At the sound, Raven turned to glare at him, and Beast Boy slowly shrank lower in his seat.

"I-I thought your advice was good," he admitted sheepishly.

Raven huffed in frustration as she, too, sunk into the couch, crossing her arms in annoyance.

"Everybody asks my advice, and yet nobody takes it," she droned, and Beast Boy felt another swell of happiness as he realized she was complaining to him.

"Well, not everybody's moral compass is as... uh..." His attempt at sounding educated with an intelligent response fell short, and he felt himself blush in embarrassment at his own stupidity. "N-never mind..."

He tried to focus on the video game before him as his inner voice berated him for being such an idiot. He could feel Raven's eyes on him, and for some reason, it was making him incredibly self-conscious. He started to wonder who exactly this mystery guy of hers was, and what he was like. Knowing Raven, the dude was probably a genius, as well as sensitive and noble. He was probably incredibly handsome, too, though she wasn't the type to judge someone based on their appearance. But Beast Boy was fairly certain the dude wasn't green.

He spared another glance at the empath, making eye contact. She immediately adverted her gaze, and instead focused on the screen before them.

"Are you supposed to catch on fire like that?"

Beast Boy's brows furrowed in confusion at her question, before realizing she was referring to his game. His eyes widened in horror as he realized his virtual car was on fire (and in last place).

"Damn it!" he growled, feeling even more embarrassed as it exploded. The "Game Over" title flashed across the screen, and he heard a quiet snort of amusement sound from the pale girl beside him.

"Oh, like you could do any better," he snapped, though his tone was light enough to let her know he was only kidding.

She rolled her eyes playfully. "Nice try - but there's no way in hell you're getting me to play a video game."

Beast Boy narrowed his eyes in jest, before scooting closer to her on the couch and earning a quizzical look.

"Awe, come on, Rae! I can teach you how to play so you won't suck that bad!"

He held back a disappointed whine as she tentatively scooted away from him while shaking her head.

"No, Beast Boy."

Not wanting to give up so easily, he plopped himself down right beside her and shoved the controller in her hands. At first, she was too shocked to do anything, so he took the opportunity to guide her hands with his own as he started a new game.

When she finally came to her senses, he tightened his grip in anticipation for her response.

He could feel her tugging her hands away from his, but he kept his hold, though he continued to be somewhat gentle.

"Knock it off, Beast Boy!" she growled.

He turned to smile at her, ignoring their close proximity as he felt her breath on his face. "But you're winning!" he laughed, gesturing to the screen.

She looked unamused as she continued her attempt at freeing herself, this time moving her arms around.

Beast Boy rolled his eyes as her movement cause her car to crash and the "Game Over" title to flash once more.

"There - we lost. Now let go," she deadpanned.

He complied reluctantly, though he didn't make a move to scoot away from her. He knew it was crazy, but the thought of the mystery guy showing up and sitting this close to her made his skin crawl and his stomach twist.

"Is he a hero?"

Raven gave him a confused look, and he felt a little proud that his question seemed to distract her from their current position. Even though it was innocent enough - their legs were only a few inches apart, and their shoulders were only lightly pressed against each others.

"Who?"

He rolled his eyes at her obvious attempt at playing dumb - something she honestly wasn't very good at.

"The guy you like," he elaborated, suppressing the unfriendly feelings the words had brought out in him. "Is he a hero?"

Raven's face reddened immediately, and he found her flushed appearance incredibly endearing.

"Oh," she squeaked, obviously reluctant to answer. "Uhm... y-yes, he's a hero."

Her blank expression contradicted with the blush on her face and the shakiness of her voice, but he decided not to pester her on it. Besides, the knowledge that this dude was a hero didn't sit too well with him; it meant that he probably knew the guy - and all the guys he knew weren't good enough for Raven.

"Like... a superhero?"

She rolled her eyes playfully at his question, and he could see her nervousness subsiding. "Yes, a superhero," she smirked.

Beast Boy tried to find a balance between his curiosity and not sounding too eager, but his mind was racing with the possibilities of who she was talking about.

"Is he a Titan?"

She arched her brow slowly as she regarded him carefully. "He's not a Justice League member, if that's what you're thinking."

A weight he hadn't been aware of had been lifted off of his shoulders at her answer, and he was able to feel a little relieved that he wasn't competing with someone from the big league.

But suddenly, he felt as if he were suffocating when he realized he had just mentally admitted that he was now in a competition with this dude...

Which meant Raven was now the prize... and he really wanted to win.

It's probably not that healthy to compete with yourself, huh? Haha poor BB. And I know I usually switch back and forth between their view-points, but I felt like I needed to expand a bit on his reaction, and didn't want to wait a whole chapter to do so. Next one should be Raven's again lol

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