[I do not own Teen Titans or any characters mentioned in this story. Jericho is 16 and Kyd Wykkyd is 17 in this. This takes place after Jericho has joined Titans North. Also, I live in an alternate universe where Jinx is still a bad guy because fight me that's why]

Jericho looked at the mysterious note in his hand for the fifteenth time that day. Someone had been leaving him beautifully written love notes, roses, and his favorite types of candy. How this mystery person knew what it was he never really questioned. His only concern was the fact that he didn't really know anyone he was interested in. He'd just moved into Star City, and the team he was assigned to with the titans he wasn't into like that.

The Herald was...nice, he supposed. But he was more like a best friend than anything. Argent was much to angry and demeaning for his tastes, always having something rude to say about him or somebody else. Kole was like a little sister to him, he'd already found out about her crush on him but they'd sorted it out and were good friends now. Red Star was much too friendly, Jericho liked people who appreciated his sense of humor. Dark, sometimes disturbing, was hilarious to him. And he may or may not have had a 'type' for the dark, brooding, and mysterious kind of guys. He didn't know anybody he was interested in, so the love letters were useless. Though they were nice to look at when he was in a bad mood.

Jericho sighed as he picked up the black rose he'd been given a few days ago. It was sweet really, whoever this mystery person was took the time to rip off all the thorns and then placed the delicate rose in his hands as he was sleeping. The beautiful flower being the first thing he saw in the morning when he woke up. Albeit a little creepy, it was endearing in a strange way. Jericho smiled down at the rose and breathed in it's scent before looking back out onto the view of the ocean from the tower. Coffins and roses, what a strange combination of scent. If only this mystery person would reveal themselves…

Not far from the window Jericho was staring out of, a dreamily sighing Kyd Wykkyd sat on the roof ledge of an abandoned building. It'd been him, all of it. In Elliot's defense, it wasn't his fault! How dare the tiny blonde be so damn cute and expect him to not fall horns over heels for him! It's like he was trying to ruin Kyd's reputations for being unfeeling! The blonde was far too cute to ignore, he just wanted to pick him up and hug him tight. He reminded Elliot of someone though...a boy he'd met in Tibet that he'd lost touch with a few years ago. It couldn't possibly be the same person of course. Kyd had been deliberately trying to forget about the blonde he'd left behind before, in a way he'd broken his own heart.

One day, Joseph Wilson told Elliot about how he didn't want to stay on his mountain forever - he wanted to make a difference in the world by saving lives and being a hero. Elliot told him to follow his heart, despite how cheesy that was. If he wanted to be a hero then he should be that. Joseph promised him he'd become a hero, and Elliot promised himself he wouldn't hold this feeling above his own head forever.

That night, Elliot left Joseph's mountain and never returned. Never saw him again. It was for the best, or so he kept telling himself. By that time Elliot had already accepted the fact that he was in love with Joey Wilson, but a villain loving a hero only means trouble. Heroes are very black and white visioned, a kind of world where he just didn't fit in. In order for Joey to be happy, Elliot had to leave him behind. It hurt enormously, and he sometimes looked back on all the songs they'd written together to make his guilt lessen just slightly. He ran away only to find himself falling for a different blonde a few years later.

Every one of his friends had already told him to just confess to the titan blonde already since his continuous flirting was getting him nowhere. Even Jinx had said she'd be okay with them dating as long as they left her alone about it. Kyd just couldn't bring himself to do it though. All his life people had used him, abused him, made him out to be a fool with a hopeless heart. He'd much rather stay where he is, watching the oblivious blonde from afar instead of risking the chance of his surprisingly fragile heart being broken again. It hurts to watch the blonde throw away his tokens of love, but it's better than being taken advantage of yet again.

Elliot closed his eyes and distracted himself with the sound of Mystery Skulls playing through his headphones, he wished so bad that life wasn't so complicated. He wondered what Joseph would say about the situation, he was always much better with handling his emotions than Kyd. Probably something really cheesy...Elliot frowned once again as his thoughts switched in between Jericho and Joseph.

Elliot had a deep sinking feeling in the back of his throat, in a way he already knew that Jericho and Joseph were the same person and just refused to accept it. He wouldn't accept the fact that no matter where he teleported or why he left, he'd always be in love with this one person who controlled his every thought. Everything he did, he did thinking of Joseph and/or Jericho. When stealing Kyd would always think of whether he'd approve and how nice the jewelry would look on him, Kyd dreamt of him when he was asleep, all of his thoughts were like one big turntable maze. No matter which twist or turn he took, it always came back to this one person he couldn't get rid of. And for some reason, it felt really nice.

Kyd sighed sadly one last time before smiling bittersweetly at the Titan's tower in the distance. Joseph Wilson would be his one day, Joey just didn't know it yet. Kyd's HIVE communicator rang out obnoxiously and Kyd looked one more time at the tower before teleporting to the coordinates sent to him by Jinx the one and only.

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