Hiya guys! Im back with new stuff! Im sorry I haven't updated in like a month! Plz don't kill me! Please please please no flames! I know I keep saying it, but they sting! Enjoy! I need coffee…*starts angrily muttering indistinct things*

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(PAY ATTENTION TO THIS…THIS CHAPTER IS RATED T…DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU)

Terra's POV:

I woke up, my eyes were still shut, but I could tell the lair was still dark. And no surprise to anyone, it still smelled like dead things and month old food down here. 'Why couldn't they choose some old abandoned building or something NORMAL to live in?' I thought to myself, getting a bit annoyed. That's when I noticed someone else's body pressed up to mine. I cracked an eye open, curiously.

I saw Gar's green face, his eyes were still closed, so obviously he was still sleeping. Over the course of the time we had been sleeping, he had managed to wrap his arms around me and hold on really tight. It felt good. I sighed, contented. I snuggled my face into his shoulder, and wrapped my arms around him.

Suddenly, I heard his heartbeat start to quicken. I was confused at first, but then I heard him start to make whimpering noises. I hugged him tighter, trying to let him know that he was safe, and that whatever he was seeing was just a dream. But then his whimpering got slightly louder. I was getting more and more increasingly worried. Then he spoke in his sleep.

"…No…" He spoke softly. I looked at his face. His expression was changing to a fearful one. "…No please don't go… Please don't leave me again…"

Now I was worried. I shifted my body slightly upward so I could look him in the eyes, which at present, were still closed.

"…No Tara…" I gasped. He said my name! Why would he do that though...

"…Please don't go, Tara. You were right!" I was right? What about?

"…But I do, Tara. Wait don't go! Noooo….." I couldn't take it anymore. I grasped his hand in my own. Big mistake.

"…Tara?…" Gar asked. I had to play along with whatever he was dreaming about so I wouldn't get caught.

"I never could have left Gar. I would never leave. Never." Then he did something unexpected. He lunged for my face, and seized my lips.

I could hardly register what the hell was going on. He had never been THIS forward. I responded immediately by following instinct. Then he started to lick my lips, begging for entrance. I granted it to him. He then began to battle with my tongue inside my mouth. He then rolled on top of me, and kept kissing me. 'This is the best damn thing that ever happened to me.' I thought to myself. But I knew it was wrong. I broke off the kiss. He was, after all, still half asleep.

"I will never leave you Gar. Never." I said into his ear. I rolled him off me, and then turned in the opposite direction. I could hear him falling back into deep sleep. If he was awake enough to know what he was doing, we would be having an interesting conversation in the morning.

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Beast Boy's POV: (Dreaming)

It was cold, rainy, and dark. All I could think about was her. The beautiful blonde geomancer in all her glory. Thats when I saw her, running over of the Jump City line, tears streaming down her face. I started to chase her.

"No! Please don't go! Please don't leave me again!" I shouted, the wind and rain burning my throat. I couldn't bear to lose her again.

"No Tara!" I shouted again. She stopped running, and turned to face me. I could see the tears continuously down her face.

"Please don't go, Tara. You were right!" I shouted at her. "I do love you!"

"And that's just why I can't stay, Gar. It's not safe for you to love me." She said, tears falling harder now.

"But I do, Tara. Wait don't go! Noooo!" I shouted, watching her run away from me into the darkness. I ran harder than ever now, until I finally caught up with her. She was stopped in the middle of the road, frozen in space on the ground, just sitting and watching the stormy weather ravage the sky, tears still staining her beautiful face. I kneeled next to her, and she immediately grasped my hand.

"Tara?" I asked.

"I never could have left Gar. I would never leave. Never." She said to me in her angelic voice. That was exactly what I wanted to hear. I grabbed her face, and kissed her as passionately as I could muster. To my surprise and delight, she kissed back, the wind ruffling her hair behind her, and the rain soaking us both.

That's when my dream stopped. I went back into a deep sleep.

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Terra's POV:

I had gotten up after the little "incident" that had just occurred on the couch. I was still too in shock to go back to sleep. I rose off the couch, and put on my utility belt, my gloves, and my shoes which were all on the floor next to the couch. I walked into the kitchen and went to the fridge. I opened it, and surely enough, there was cherry coke inside. I pulled one out, and went to sit at the table. Sure it was like six in the morning, but what's life without a bit of fun? A little while later, April walked in.

"Well you're up early." She said, knowing that I was a very late sleeper normally.

"Don't get used to it." I said back to her, smirking.

She laughed a little, and went over to the stove to start cooking. She looked much more happy then she did last night. I decided to address the elephant in the room and ask anyway.

"How's…Donnie?" I asked.

"He's fine now…. he was a lot worse last night. He just needs some rest." April said, a bit more nonchalantly than I would have expected.

That kiss wouldn't leave my head. It was like it had branded itself into my memory. But the circumstances under which it had occurred were so wrong… I had to get some advice. And who better than the resident feminine presence April O'Neil?

"Hey April… if I ask you something… promise you won't tell anyone?" I said. She turned from the stove and saw the need for help written all over my face.

"Sure. Is everything ok?" She said, approaching me.

"Well um… how do I say this… Beast Boy kinda… kissedmeinhissleep…" I said, very quickly, blushing a little.

"How about you try that ten times slower, blondie." April said, seriously. I sighed.

"Beast Boy kissed me in his sleep." Her gasp couldn't be any louder. "And I have no idea what to do! It's not like I can just forget about it! But there is no way in HELL I can tell him that happened either!" I shouted, very panicy.

"So wait… back up… last night… Beast Boy KISSED YOU? IN HIS SLEEP?" She asked, checking to make sure she heard right.

"Yep…" I said, acting super awkward. April was still reeling from what I had just told her.

"Well what are you going to do about it?" She asked me.

"That's what I was going to ask you." I replied, my voice still a bit panicky.

"Tara… I have no idea… but I do have one question… did you enjoy it?"

"If I had to be 100% honest with you, yes. It was one of the best feelings of my life." I responded, my voice serious.

"Then do something about it." She responded. My facial expression must have changed drastically, because she cut off whatever lame excuse I was about to make up.

"I was in your situation once… and believe me. It only gets worse for you if you keep your feelings all bottled up. It might seem like a horrible idea right now… but if you don't tell him how you feel… you will never know how good it feels to be with him." April stated wisely.

I considered this seriously. She was right. But what if I told him and he didn't feel the same? What if I made a total fool of myself? So many questions rattled around in my head. Just then Raphiel walked in.

"Oh, hey Raph." April said, recognizing his presence. She got up, and walked back to the stove.

"Hey girls." He said back, walking to the table and taking a seat. He saw my puzzled face and became worried. "Tara, you good? You look like Mikey when he tries to do basic math." Raph said, smirking at his own joke.

"Yep. I'm just fine." I responded.

"Ok." He said, although he didn't look convinced. I then got up, and walked out of the room, resolving to go for an early morning training session to the my mind off things.

"What's up with her?" Raph asked, curious.

"Boy troubles. But I don't see how that's any of your business." April stated plainly.

"Why can't you tell me?" Raph asked.

"Because you're not a girl." She said, trowing a dish towel at his head. It smacked on his face. Raph grumbled something, and April giggled.

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BB's POV:

I woke up with a start, and opened my eyes. I remembered my dream from last night. It had felt so real at the time, and even weirder, I felt like I could still taste Tara. Dreams are weird.

I sat up on the couch, and noticed she wasn't lying with me anymore. I looked around, and noticed that the lair was partially darkened, but you cold tell mostly everyone was up, because of two annoying voices fighting over a "pizza slice" and another voice telling them all to shut up. Just like home. I decided to get up and go to the kitchen, but as I was walking past the dojo, I heard two loud voices, and it kind of sounded like they were sparring. I slid the rice-paper door out of the way a little, and peeked my head in, discreetly.

Inside, I saw Mikey sparring with Tara. Tara had a thin sheen of sweat on her skin. Somehow, she had managed to get her hands on a black sports bra, probably from April, and was now wearing it instead of her black crop top with the golden T on it. I did not stop myself from staring. She was of course showing more skin than usual, this I did not mind at all. She had also taken off her boots, gloves, and her utility belt. Mikey had no utility belt on either, yet his orange bandana was still in place. And from the sight of things, Mikey was winning. Or so he thought.

"HA!" Mikey yelled as he swung his foot in a roundhouse kick motion, aiming straight for Tara's head. At the literal last second, she caught his foot, and smirked. Tara then swept her foot on the ground at Mikey's only standing foot, and tripped him. His eyes widened as he fell to the ground with a thud, in which time, Tara managed to put a knee on his chest, grab him by the neck, and raise her fist.

"Woah! How did you do that Tara?" Mikey questioned, out of breath.

"Easy. You let your guard down, and I took the opportunity to strike. You should have seen that coming from a mile away Mikey." She said, panting.

I know it was stupid, but every time I saw her get that close to a guy, I just wanted to tear his head off. 'I mean, This was getting ridiculous Gar!' I kept telling myself. Tara got off Mikey, but I didn't like the vibes that were coming off the whole situation. I entered the room, and made my presence known.

"Hey T! Hey Mikey!" I said, trying to sound exited.

Tara turned her head around immediately, and blushed for some unknown reason to me.

"Oh, h-hey BB!" Tara said, stuttering a little.

"I was wondering if we could go for a round." I said.

"W-what!?" Tara said, blushing profusely now.

"Oh… no no no, I didn't mean it like THAT, I just wanted to know if you wanted to spar with me for a round." I corrected, blushing a little at what I said. Mikey just started laughing and rolling around from his position on the floor. I glared at him.

"Sure." She said a little too quickly, her blush increasing. 'Why is she acting like this?' I thought to myself.

"Ok." I said back. I took off my shirt, knowing it was more comfortable to spar without it, because I did tend to sweat a lot when I was training in hand-to-hand. I also removed my utility belt, seeing as though there was no need for it. When I turned around again to get ready to fight her, I noticed her face was about bright red. I was immediately concerned.

"T, you ok?" I asked her.

"Yep. I-I-I'm fine." She again said way to quickly.

"Well guys, i'm hungry from all the sparring. I'm gonna go eat." Mikey said, exiting the room, still snickering.

"Ok. See ya later." I said, still a little pissed at him for laughing.

"Ready?" I asked her. She nodded, and got into a ready position.

I headed for her, and swung my fist towards her face. She dodged it, and threw her fist at my stomach. Thankfully, I managed to get out of the way by spinning my body away from her. She managed to punch my back, but I swung my leg backwards and attempt to kick her torso. She blocked my kick, but it put her off balance a little. I took the opportunity to turn towards her again and do a sweep kick witch knocked her to the floor. I then straddled her body and pinned her arms with my own. She looked surprised that I managed to pin her to the ground. But then she started blushing like crazy again.

"T, what is up with you? Your reaction time is way off today. You usually take me down." I asked her, panting a little.

"Well… maybe I wanted it to be." She responded, very quietly, slightly out of breath.

"What?" I asked.

"Gar, when you were dreaming last night… you wern't dreaming." She told me. I was still pinning her to the ground, as her face got redder and redder.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked her, seriousness lacing my voice. 'What is she talking about?' I asked myself.

"Do you remember what happened in your dream, Gar?" Tara asked me.

I recounted what happened in my dream. Tara running over city line, me telling her I loved her, her continuing to run away, me chasing after her, and then her stopping, telling me she would never leave, and then I KISSED HER.

"OOOHHH SHIT! Did I kiss you in real life? Tara i'm so sorry it will never happen again and I am sorry and-" She cut me off by freeing one of her arms and putting a finger on my lips.

"Did you ever think that… maybe I liked it?" She asked me. I was shocked.

"Tara… what are you saying?" I asked her. She rolled on top of me, and leaned down to my ear.

"I'm surprised you haven't figured it out already." She whispered. I started blushing. I felt her hot breath on my ear.

"…Wha…" I managed. She brought her face up to look me dead in the eyes.

"I love you Gar." She said confidently, still blushing profusely.

I was completely shocked. She then leaned down, and pressed her lips onto mine. My eyes went wide as dinner plates, and then closed. I immediately responded to her. I allowed my hands to caress her soft back, and they started to roam there. Apparently she liked this, because she smiled while kissing me. She then moved her hands from where they were trapping me below her to my chest, where she had started running her fingers over my abs and the sides of my body. Her kisses left my mouth, and trailed down my jaw. I moaned a little, and she giggled. She made her way to my neck, and started to bite and suck. "You…a-a-are s-so beautiful T-Tara." I managed. She looked up at me.

"You mean that?" She asked. We both sat up, and I looked her dead in the eyes.

"I love you, Tara Markov. How could I lie about that?" I confessed to her. She smiled in a really sexy way, then she came really close to my face, and whispered to me "You are so fucking hot Gar." Before I could respond, she pushed me onto my back, and straddled my chest. She then leaned down, and attacked my lips. I accepted her kisses hungrily. That's when she started licking my lips, begging for entrance, which I immediately obliged. I slipped my tongue into her mouth. This made her emit a throaty moan, which I smiled at, now knowing I could get that kind of a reaction out of her. My tongue battled with hers in her mouth. Feeling daring, I trailed one of my hands up her soft back, and slipped a finger under the bottom of her sports bra, and she didn't stop me. I then slipped my whole hand under the back of her sports bra, feeling the soft skin underneath. But after doing this, she immediately stopped me. She pulled away from my face, and got off me.

"I'm sorry T, I shouldn't have…"

"It's not that Gar, I do like you like that… I'm just worried I won't be able to stop myself…"

"What do you mean?" I asked, seriously.

"If we did go any further, I wouldn't want my first time in a smelly old sewer with four immature boys right next door."

There was an awkward silence in the air for a moment.

"So…. are we like… a thing now?" I asked, addressing the elephant in the room.

"I would love that, Gar." She answered, smiling.

I screamed like a little girl inwardly. 'TARA FUCKING MARKOV IS MY GIRLFRIEND!' I screamed to myself.

She stood, and brushed herself off. I did as well. We both looked quite disheveled. She looked at me again, and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Love you, babe." She said, smirking. No doubt se was glad she was allowed to call me that now. "I love you too, T" I said back to her. She smiled again, and walked over to a chair sitting in the corner of the room. She grabbed her utility belt and her gloves off it, and picked her shoes up off the floor. She walked out of the room, and once she shut the door, I shouted "YYYESSSSS!" This was officially the best day of my life. Then I remembered Tara gave me a hickie. "Shit…" I muttered.

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Donnie's POV:

Blackmail was a beautiful thing. Recording it, not so much. Currently, I was crouched down on the ground, with my camera, sending a livestream of Tara Markov shoving her tongue down "Gar's" throat to the master.

"Master, Is this really necessary? Watching this is even more revolting than the murder of splinter."

"Yes, it is necessary, apprentice. It is called blackmail for a reason. The more dirt we have, the more power we have." Slade responded in the earpiece. Then Tara moaned. Beast Boy was putting his hand up the back of her bra.

"EWWWW!" I screeched.

"That is enough, apprentice. You may stop." Slade said.

"Thank you master." I said, signing off the comm, and ceasing the video feed.

"Soon. Soon these pathetic heroes will pay for everything they have done." I said to myself. "And they will pay DEARLY."

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So that's it fam! Please no flames! They burn! Also that took me like forever to write, so please please let me know if you enjoyed. More to come, fam! Over and out!