Chapter 1

10 Hours Earlier

"Remind me again why we're doing this?" Raven asked as she was handed a fake I.D. by Cyborg.

Beast Boy sighed from the corner, his green skin and pointed ears hidden behind a hologram projector designed by Cyborg, who had similarly hid his Cybernetic parts through a similar device.

"Because it'll be fun," the changeling said, as though it was obvious. "And Robin told us to go on a vacation."

Raven's eyes narrowed. "I seriously doubted he meant Las Vegas and gambling, for which we need fake I.D.'s."

"Don't forget the chance to drink," BB pointed out.

If anything, Beast Boy's remark just proved to make the half-demon's glare even scarier.

Cyborg rolled his eyes at BB's remark, and pointed out to Raven, "You don't have to drink. You don't even need to gamble Rae. Think of yourself as BB's Chaperone if you want."

Raven raised an eyebrow. "And you don't need a chaperone?"

Cy grinned. "I can't drink, messes with my systems. BB however, has no such inhibitions, and the last thing we need is a Titan dunk on the news, which we will have if BB get's drunk enough to forget he has a secret identity."

The girl sighed. "I am going to kill Robin, after I torture you both, if there is any trouble this weekend." With that, Raven turned to go change out of her usual attire and into civilian clothing in her hotel room.

"Do you think she meant any of that," BB asked, slightly afraid.

"Nah, Rae's just messing with us," Cyborg said confidently, before adding, in a slightly worried voice, "I think."

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Two of the three Titans, disguised as civilians, were sitting a table in on of Vegas' many clubs. Beast Boy had volunteered to get their drinks, leaving Raven and Cyborg at the table. He came back and set them in front of their respective owners.

"Here's your Coke Cy," BB said, placing the glass in front of his friend.

"Thanks man," the half-machine grinned, as he took a drink, downing it in one gulp. Setting the glass back down on the table, Cyborg grinned as he noticed the women in the club. "Now if you two will excuse me, I'm going to go dance with a few pretty ladies." His grin faltered as he remembered Raven was with him. "Not that you're not pretty Rae."

Raven rolled her eyes, but waved him off as she reached into her bag for a book. She didn't really want to be here anyway, in fact if Starfire had begged her to go on vacation with the two other Titans AND Robin hadn't pointed out they needed someone responsible to watch them, she would have stayed back in Jump City with the other two members of their team, damn them for wanting some alone time.

Damn her for being a good friend.

Cheered at his friends apparent forgiveness, Cyborg took off into the crowd.

Beast Boy gulped as he set a glass in front of Raven. "Um...They didn't have hot tea, just this."

Raven glared at Beast Boy. "What is it?"

"Long Island iced tea," he answered.

The goth girl sighed, but accepted the glass from her younger friend. It may not be hot tea, but at least it was tea. Taking a quick drink, Raven opened her book and began to read, signaling to BB that he was free to go and mingle with the crowd.

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'This tea is good,' Raven said after her fifth glass, not even realizing that she had become intoxicated. 'But I'm so sleepy.'

Not giving it a second thought, Raven leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, only for them to open a second later as a broad smile stretched across her face. Slipping the book back into her bag, Raven stood up and made her way out of the club, leaving her two companions behind. She didn't want to, but Rage would gain a foothold if She realized that she had lost Her book.

Besides, this was Vegas. A town of fun and all-night wedding chapels. All she had to do was find the perfect person for Her and she could force Her into accepting that she could be loved as more than a friend.

Besides, she was the manifestation of ALL Her love and lust, subconscious and conscious. And she had not only kept a few secrets from Her, but could, now that she was in control of Her body, use Her powers to find that perfect mate. It was a side of Her demonic power that She had no knowledge about, but she did. And she intended to use that power to the fullest.

It was truly fortunate that, with Bravery's help, she had tied up Knowledge, otherwise She may have realized that the tea Beast Boy had brought Her contained alcohol, and she never would have gotten the foothold she needed.

It was also fortunate that she had knocked out Rage. Imprisoned as she was, She may have inadvertently released her by becoming intoxicated.

Smiling as she stored Her bag back in the hotel room, Love made sure she had the necessary items, such as the fake I.D. Cyborg had given Her, and Her money. With one last smile she stepped back out of the room and reached out with her mind until...Bingo.

A perfect match.

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Rose Potter was looking at her two chaperones suspiciously. Remus and Tonks had just given her a fake I.D. Showing her age to be twenty-one.

They had just finished checking into the Excalibur Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas, when the two adults had pulled the sixteen-year old witch aside and explained the plan to her.

"Let me get this straight," Rose began, wanting verbal confirmation. "You two, the responsible adults, WANT me to get drunk and have a good time?"

Remus smiled. "That's the plan cub. Sirius left specific instructions in his will that I was to bring you to Vegas for a week of gambling the Black Family fortune."

"And besides, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," Tonks pointed out with a wink. "So come on, we've got some clubbing to do."

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Rose nearly spit up the tequila Tonks had ordered for her. "What the hell! How can people drink this stuff?" she asked, genuinely confused as to how anyone could enjoy this.

Tonks slapped her on the back, grinning as she ordered another shot for the younger girl. "It's an acquired taste. The more you drink, the better it taste."

"But..."

"Quit protesting," Remus said with a smile. "Think of this as a learning experience. And besides...Thank you," he paused to tell the bartender who had just brought him a shot of Jack. Dumping the shot back into his mouth, he continued. "Besides, the trick is not to let it touch your tongue. Now drink up."

Rose sighed, before tossing back another shot of the foul liquid.

It may have just been her imagination, but it did go down easier than her first shot.

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