AN: Fellow readers I bring you another BB&Rae fluffy fanfiction. Please R&R. Your feedback is much appreciated! No flames!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans...but I wish I did.

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I thought for sure that I had gotten over her…it had been three years after all, and I had pursued new relationships with women. I found myself disappointed in the dating field and rather reluctant to give my heart to another again. Funny how when you end up hurting someone you love – or loved – you find letting go of them is harder than you expected. This was my case. My friends reassured me that a night at the local club would cease my silly daydreams of wanting my ex back and I had to admit that they were right, for a while anyway.

My Negro Madelo was getting low, so I decided to grab another bottle; I approached the bar, flagged down the bartender, and found myself finding a particular voice among the crowd. It was she. I turned to find from where her voice was coming, that voice that sounded like a blue bird's song on a breeze. My eyes found her sitting at a table on the other side of the room and she found me. We stared for a moment, waiting for the other to make a move of some sort, but to no avail.

Three hours later I walked outside to get some air and I saw her leaning against my Ducati motorcycle with a rather perplexed look adorning her magnificent features. I had seen that look before: curiosity, confusion, anger…and a small sense of desire. I ran a hand through my now flattened, dyed green hair, the spikes having faded after the third tussling of my hair from my friend, Victor. I felt as I did when I first met her: excited, nervous, amazed, and captivated. I was suddenly that tenth grader again and I soon found myself standing in front of her even before I realized that I had moved.

"Raven."

"Garfield," she said in a tone that told me she was less than pleased to see me.

"Funny seeing you here. Decided that you missed me after all, huh Princess?"

"Hardly, slick. I'm here for a job."

"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to mix business with pleasure, especially before an interview?"

That got me a glare and narrowed eyes. Our relationship had never been easy. It was filled with family problems, fights, doubts, and annoyance. And yet, the relationship was perfect. Our name calling and teasing were clearly listed under the Lover's Spats category. We loved each other. So why did we split? Let's just say that I partied a little too hard one night and had extremely impaired judgment.

"So, where's Terra?"

"How the hell would I know?"

"Can't keep tabs on all your women nowadays? You're losing your touch hot-shot."

"How long are you going to not let me forget that? I've already apologized. Many times, in fact. I really don't know how many different ways you want me to say the same thing."

"As long as you're alive," she said then sighed deeply. Our eyes met at this point, for the first time in eight years that connection came back and a silent message passed between us.

I want to kiss you.

I know, but you can't.

Just to see if there's anything left.

We can't…

Her silent pleas not to act on my feelings were quickly overthrown. I leaned in and claimed her lips to mine. There was a small whimper of protest before I felt her arms wrap around my neck and she just succumbed to the kiss. It had always happened this way, we'd fuss and fight but end up kissing. Someone clearing their throat behind us made both of us stop abruptly…and a mumbled curse left me.

"I guess I should've known that this would happen when I agreed to let you on this project, Raven." Great. She has a boyfriend, I thought then glanced to her.

"Adonis…" she started but was obviously at the loss of an explanation.

"So, sir. Might I inquire your name?" Inquire? This guy must've read the dictionary for fun when he was a kid.

"Garfield Logan," I said and pulled away from her to extend my hand to-What was his name? Oh yea…-Adonis.

"Logan? As in the video game designer?" he asked, his tone condescending.

"Yea, that would be me."

"Tough industry." Jerk.

"I guess Rae has told you about me?"

"You could say that Mr. Logan. When you're done charming the riffraff, we really do need to be going Raven," Adonis said and walked off. I watched him go back into the club then turned to Rae.

"Where'd you pick him up? A country club or something?"

"He's my…"

"Boyfriend."

"And boss," she said then ran a hand through her ebony tresses.

"How long are you in town?"

"I'm not going to tell you."

"Why not?"

"You know exactly why not…"

"Having trouble controlling the fact that you really do still love me, but this Adonis guy seems more sensible and loads more fun," I said rather sarcastically.

"Good-bye, Beasty." I cringed and caught the smirk that formed on her lips; She knew I hated that nickname.

"Bye, sweetheart," I said as she pushed past me to go back into the club. My friends joined me outside and then we left.

Three weeks later and I was still brooding over the encounter between Raven and I. I was just deciding to stop pacing and get back to a book I was working on when the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door and opened it only to find myself looking into the blue eyes of Raven. Words weren't required and I stepped to the side to allow her in. Not a moment later were our lips pressed together. I heard my heart pounding in my ears, the mere fact that she was in my arms made it thunder in my chest. Her lips pressed to mine causing a low growl to escape me, the sound becoming stronger when her digits tangled in my hair. I knew she lov…

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I woke with a start, the black, cotton sheet flying off as I leapt towards the annoying device on my bedside table and shut it off. I glared at the clock and the numbers that glowed in the dim light of my room. A hand was furiously raked through my hair as I rose to my feet.

"God fucking damn it!" I growled out and continued to curse the idiot who thought up the idea of an alarm clock. Now I need a cold shower. Deciding that I needed to calm down, I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. Inhale. Exhale. Just like that Guru guy says to do. That thought caused a smile to form on my lips and a chuckle escaped me. Shower and then sweet caffeine and I'll be set, I thought and grabbed the black t-shirt that was slung across the top of my dresser.

The back of my hand confirmed my need for a shave as I ran it along my face – who needs a mirror when you can assess yourself? As that thought ran through my head I looked to where my mirror had once rested on the wall. During a momentary lapse of sanity I had agreed to let Kori put the thing up and a week later it had come crashing down into my sink as well as on my floor. Live and learn, I guess.

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