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OK everybody. Prepare yourself for a boring chapter. I'm so sorry, I hated writing this, but this chapter is absolutely UNAVOIDABLE in the big scheme of things. More fluff.

Chapter 2: Forced Control

It had been a few hours since Raven had returned to bed; however, she was still awake. After she had left Robin alone in the living room, one thought had plagued her and prevented any chance at sleep: 'Was Robin eyeing me up?' At first, she had scoffed at herself for even thinking about such an impossible notion. But the more she thought about it, the more of a possibility it became. She blushed a deep shade purple even thinking about it, resulting in a shattered window. Unbeknown to Robin or anyone else, for the past two years she had been crushing on Robin. Of course, she simply could not show it; she had no choice in the matter.

Ever since Raven had first discovered her amazing telekinetic powers at the young age of four, she had learned to control her emotions and became like the hollow, emotionless teen her friends saw her as to that day. Deep down inside, however, she wanted to laugh, to jump, to cry, to shout, anything, to prove she was just like any other supernatural teenager. Deeper and deeper her thoughts delved, until she started to curse and damn her powers, for making her like this.

Yet she did not cry. If she did, more things would blow up. Any dim-witted fool could see the predicament she was in. Raven needed to learn how to show her emotions while at the same time controlling her powers. But she did not know how, or if it was even possible. And all these thoughts, perpetually going through her head and restarting like a movie, kept her awake until six in the morning, when she finally decided it was time to get up.

She got up and made her way to her bathroom. A nice, cold shower would help her calm down, clear her thoughts. She took off her pajamas, soaking wet with sweat, and stepped into the bathtub, letting the cool, clear water pour down on her. She took some of her herbal shampoo and ran it through her violet hair. The cold water ran through her hair, causing some of the lavender shampoo to run down her body. She watched its path, and suddenly blushed. It had been a long time since she had looked at herself naked. Even when she took showers, she basically ignored it. But this was becoming increasingly hard, now that her fully-developed seventeen year old breasts obstructed the view to her feet. If Robin had been staring at her, she certainly didn't blame him.

Stepping out of her shower, she dried herself and put on her trademark Teen Titans uniform, and walked down to the kitchen, where she found Robin sleeping soundly on the couch. Even with his hair sticking out everywhere, he still looked handsome to her. And as she allowed this thought to cross her mind, the tea kettle she had put on the stove to heat suddenly burst, causing Robin to suddenly awaken and fall off the couch, and Raven to cry out in pain as the hot water splashed all over her.

"Wha-wha, who, where's the fire?" he muttered as he pushed himself off the ground. "Oh, Raven, what happened?" Raven realized she had no way to explain what had just happened, so she scoured her mind for a quick explanation.

"Uh, uh, oh, Robin, good morning, eh...had a good sleep?"

Robin grunted in response. "Well, it was OK, but, what just happened?"

"Oh, nothing, the tea kettle just exploded...must've been old or something..."

He stared at her a little strangely, with a look that said "Are you feeling alright?" Robin seriously doubted her little story about the tea kettle just "exploding," but he decided this was a bad time to question her any further.

"Yeah, guess so," he replied. "Why are you up so early?"

"I...couldn't sleep."

"Oh. Is anything bothering you?" Raven was hoping dearly he wouldn't ask her that question.

"Oh, no, it was just one of those nights..."

"OK. I'm going to go train a little; I'm not going to sleep anyway." Raven mentally thanked God this conversation was over, at least for now. She was madly in love with the boy, but she doubted she'd ever have enough courage, or control for that matter, to tell him. And that thought brought her back to her previous train of thought.

Then, an idea popped into her head. Cyborg. Many times in the past, Cybrog had acted as Raven's big brother, whenever she needed advice. But this was a problem far larger than she had ever approached him with before. She didn't know if he could handle such a big problem. But he was her only hope; she had to give it a shot. Now all she had to do was wait for the next few hours until he woke up.

A/N: I know! I know! This chapter was sooooo boring, but it was unavoidable. The next few chapters will be much more interesting, I promise! Please hit the purple button below; review!