I will one day write a book and own those characters, but for now I'm stuck writing fanfictions of characters I do not own - like the Teen Titans.

Raven kept her eyes on the road as she drove aimlessly through the city. She had no idea where there would be any vegan-friendly desserts, and though she had seen Beast Boy eat non-vegan ice cream before, she didn't want to just assume he'd be up to it again.

But she had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that he wouldn't be eating as much as he'd be prying for information. It really irked her how horribly her attempt at getting him to open up backfired. Sure, she knew she wasn't being very subtle, and maybe her approach was a little harsh, but his back-and-forth emotions were driving her crazy.

She spared a quick glance over at him, and was pleasantly surprised to see that he was already looking at her. His face immediately went bright red as their gazes connected, and he quickly looked away.

She suppressed a grin as she, too, turned her sights back onto the road. Making up her mind, she decided that ice cream was the best option. Taking a sharp right, she began driving towards the team's usual ice cream joint.

"And Cyborg lets you drive," Beast Boy muttered under his breath.

Raven sent him a playful glare as she continued towards their destination. She kept casting him curious looks as they neared the ice cream parlor, hoping to gauge his reaction at going somewhere non-vegan. Thankfully, he didn't seem upset.

"Is..." she began slowly, unsure of what she was asking. "Is this okay?" she asked, gesturing to the quaint, 50's inspired parlor they were parked in front of.

Beast Boy glanced out the window, before turning back to Raven with one of his signature grins.

"You're asking if I'm okay with ice cream?" he asked incredulously, a small smirk playing at his lips.

Raven let out a huff of amusement as she got out of the T-car and headed towards the front entrance. She could hear Beast Boy behind her, doing the same.

If you'd ask her, she'd probably deny it, but the little parlor was one of her favorite places to go. It was quiet, despite being quite popular, and the 50's inspired decor was, admittedly, cute. And she'd probably deny this too, but, Raven loved ice cream.

As she entered the building, her eyes swept across the interior out of habit. Robin had drilled it into his team's heads to always be on alert, and she couldn't help but scan for any possible threats.

She quickly took in the sight of a small birthday party and a young couple sharing a sundae, and suddenly felt a quiet, content feeling drape over her. The atmosphere was sickeningly sweet, but for some reason, it didn't bother her. It was nice.

She felt her lips tug into a small smile as she caught sight of her green teammate eyeing the colorful decorations of the birthday party. Despite legally being an adult, Beast Boy's mentality would forever be that of a five-year old - well, at least when it came to the simple delight he found in cake and balloons. And even though one would peg Raven as a girl who valued class and maturity, she found his simplistic joy endearing.

"I want ice cream cake..."

Raven followed his gaze to the colorful birthday cake surrounded by children. Thankfully, the kids were too preoccupied with the dessert to notice the two superheroes standing a few feet away. Public outings were rather uneventful for the titans, unless children were involved. While most adults would wave in greeting or nod in appreciation, children tended to... swarm.

Beast Boy was a favorite - for obvious reasons. Shape-shifting and being green were a given, but Raven deduced that their similar levels of maturity had a bit to do with it as well. That, and their sense of humor.

Surprisingly, Raven was popular among the kiddies as well. She pretended to find it irritating, but when the others weren't paying attention, she would sometimes grace the kids with a smile, and even use her powers to levitate a few objects for their entertainment. Apparently, things floating in midair was pretty cool.

Raven suppressed a small smirk as she grabbed the collar of Beast Boy's shirt and pulled him away from the potential mini-mob and towards the front counter. After all, he was paying.

"Welcome to the Jukebox! What can I get you two?"

Raven let out a relieved sigh as she gave the male employee in front of them a tight smile. He looked to be around their age, and his cheesy smile complimented his cheesy uniform perfectly. She couldn't help but picture Beast Boy in a similar job, if he weren't a titan. Ice cream and birthday parties seemed right up his alley.

"Do you guys serve single slices of ice cream cake?"

Raven stifled a snort of amusement at her teammate's sudden eagerness for the dessert. In all honesty, she found the concept of ice cream cake strange - not as puzzling as fried-ice cream, but it was still peculiar dessert.

The blonde worker looked confused for a second, before giving the changeling a brilliant smile that rivaled even his own. "Well, not usually, but for you two, I'm sure the boss will make an exception!"

Beast Boy mimicked the employee's grin as he turned to face Raven.

"You hear that, Rae? We can get ice cream cake!"

Not wanting to put a damper on his enthusiastic love for the strange dessert, the empath merely sighed in amusement.

"Oh, joy."

Raven waited patiently as Beast Boy pulled out his wallet and paid for their purchase. She then watched as the employee pulled out a purple and green cake from the display cooler, and cut two generous slices.

"Alright, here you guys go!"

Beast Boy quickly swiped both plates and hurried towards the back of the parlor to a more secluded area. Raven knew he was only doing this to avoid being recognized by the party-goers, but she pretended it was because he wanted some alone time with her.

But as she followed behind him, she suddenly realized that his chosen spot was perfect for having private conversations. He was going to try to get her to talk.

She sat down tentatively, inspecting the plastic booth carefully, as not to sit in any melted ice cream. Plus, it bought her a few more seconds to figure out how to avoid their upcoming conversation.

"Dude, this place rocks. I'd even consider always eating dairy!" Beast Boy laughed, taking his fork off of the plate and stabbing into his cake.

Raven sat down slowly, before doing the same to her own slice. It wasn't as bad as she had imagined, but the textures took some getting used to. And the temperature was a bit of a shock - despite being an ice cream cake, it wasn't something to savor. Well, unless somebody wanted a brain-freeze.

"Do you like it?"

She glanced up from her slice and met Beast Boy's expectant gaze. She knew if she voiced her honest opinion aloud, he'd be nothing short of crestfallen. And the fact that he was willingly eating dairy, and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, caused her to hold back her initial dismissal of the forgettable dessert. Instead, she decided to stretch the truth.

"It's mind-blowing. The most amazing ice cream cake I have ever had," she deadpanned, punctuating her sentence with another forkful.

Beast Boy grinned at her response as he took another bite as well. "Knew you'd like it," he mused, his mouth full of purple and green.

Raven shook her head in amusement as she ate a little more. She was actually starting to like it.

"So," Beast Boy began suddenly, knocking Raven from her thoughts.

She looked up quickly to meet his gaze, but he was focusing solely on his plate.

"I, uh..."

His nervousness was pouring off of him, and Raven couldn't decide if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"I... I know you wanted to, uh, wait til we weren't in public, but..."

Okay, it was a bad thing.

"...but I think we're secluded enough to speak, uh, freely..."

Raven swallowed the lump in her throat as she, too, directed her sights to her own plate. She knew it was coming, and that this conversation was unavoidable, but she really didn't want to confess anything in an ice cream parlor while classic Elvis was playing. It really wasn't her style.

"I'm sorry, Beast Boy," she began timidly, knowing he wasn't going to be happy as she avoided the question again, "but it's really none of your business, who I like. I know we're friends, but that doesn't give you the right to all of my deepest, darkest secrets."

She spared a quick peek at him, cringing internally at his disgruntled expression. He was obviously unsatisfied with her answer.

"I know that," he replied curtly, still keeping his eyes focused on his plate, "but I want to help! If you'd tell me who this dude is, I could help you, Rae."

Raven sighed in exasperation as she stabbed into her cake slice. "I appreciate that you want to help, but I have to figure all this out on my own. My powers are unpredictable, and - "

"Bullshit, Rae!"

Raven let a small, surprised gasp slip out at his harsh tone. Beast Boy was glaring daggers at her, and if it wasn't for the cheerful decor surrounding them, Raven might have been a little scared. He looked beyond angry - almost enraged. She couldn't understand why he seemed so upset by her reasoning.

"Excuse me - "

"I've had it with your 'powers' excuse!" he exclaimed, interrupting her for a second time. "I mean, sure, sometimes you slip up and explode a light bulb or two, but it's been happening less and less! Hell, you're practically going days without an incident, and then all of a sudden you have this big ol' secret, and your powers go all spazzy again. Can't you see that they're obviously connected? You need to just open up! If you keep all this bottled up, you'll explode! Literally!"

He ended his rant with a deep breath, avoiding eye contact once again.

Raven wanted to yell back; to disprove everything he had just said. But the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. She really had been keeping under control until her crush started getting worse. And then Cyborg's conspiracies hadn't helped much. And Beast Boy's ability to block out her empathy was the tipping point.

She was a mess, that was true. But keeping it all inside was only making things worse. She needed to let it all out.

The sudden obnoxious beeping from her pocket interrupted her thoughts. Her and Beast Boy automatically pulled their communicators out and flipped them open, only to be greeted by the face of their leader.

"Trouble, downtown. Not sure who it is, but they're making a mess."

Raven nodded determinedly, somewhat thankful for the alert. Maybe she didn't necessarily need to open up - finding an outlet to open-fire on seemed more appealing.

Sorry for the late-ish update - busy week! I'm out of town again, and have been subjected to the title of babysitter, since I'm the youngest adult in the vicinity lol. Though despite my tender age of almost twenty, I took my younger brother and young cousin to see How to Train Your Dragon 2, and definitely enjoyed it more than them lol. I'll admit it, I had shed a tear or two (more like bawled my eyes out - thank god for 3D glasses haha)

Anywhoo, here is a nice little dramafied update, chock-full of ice cream and arguments! Hope you enjoyed it! Leave a review? And forgive me for the wait? :)