'This is all an illusion,

This cannot be real,

Life is not to be this perfect,

To a girl born in sin.

I was born as a prophesy, a mere pawn.

Why am I gifted with them?

I love them so, but as it is,

I cannot feel for those I love.

Lovng is a sin for me,

No-one could love me.

I can see, I have flaws.

Selfish and rude, arrogent and sarcastic...

Yet they still love me.

This is an illusion, this happiness.

I know. They will all die soon.

If only they knew.'

Raven sighed, finishing it off with a flourish. Not one of her best ones, she noted, but better than anyone in the tower could do. It was oddly calm. She could bet Starfire and Robin would be in one of their rooms, kissing, talking, or something else she didn't care to think about.

Beastboy, she knew, would be in his room. She had spied on him a few weeks ago when he became significantly quieter. Not anything to be alarmed about, after she found out what he was doing, she didn't pester him. She was like that. Cyborg was indefinitely at the Titans East, helping update the security, furnish things, etc. She knew because he had left a note on the refridgerator.

She bothered herself off the couch and prowled around the tower, wishing for something to do. However, passing by Beastboy's room, a large pile of clothing, a bed, dresser, and desk stood forlornly out in the hallway. She blinked, and snuck into the doorframe. There was Beastboy, scratching on the walls with a pencil, singing merrily to a song she couldn't name. What was even more odd then Beastboy drawing on the walls, was that he sung good. So she listened to him.

"Well baby I surrender

To the strawberry ice cream

Never ever end of all this love

Well I didn't mean to do it

But there's no escaping your love

These lines of lightning

Mean we're never alone,

Never alone, no, no

Come on, Come on

Move a little closer

Come on, Come on

I want to hear you whisper

Come on, Come on

Settle down inside my love..." Then he started humming to the song. "Hi Rae. You can come out now." He was grinning widely. She jumped. How long had he...

"You've been there for like, five minutes."

"Looks like I was caught. What on earth are you doing?" She raised a slender eyebrow.

"Redecorating. What else does it look like?" He replied, turning around and matching his face to a look alot like her own. She stepped inside and eyed the barren forest green walls. There were glittering lines of pencil, drawing out a tiger, some trees, a lake... she gaped at the beauty of that simple pencil sketch.

"You drew these?"

"Well yeah. I was going to Home Depot or something to pick out some paint, shelves, ect. I was sure nobody would notice me gone for a while."

"You expected to carry those things all by yourself?"

"I could always turn into a T-rex or something."

"True, but you would scare the civillians half to death."

"Also true... wanna come?"

The question caught her off guard, but she responded with a small shrug. "Sure. Nothing better to do." He smiled happily, eyes twinkling as he turned off the radio and picked up a small leather wallet.

"I have one-hundred and twenty-two dollars in this thing, you think it'll be enough?"

"Since when could you count?"

"You know full well I can."

"I think that'll be good. Let's go."

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Yup, another series shot. Just to help me with 'Dating Service, AKA Revenge.' Major writers block for that.