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El fin De Mi, el Comienzo De Usted	By : Ebraheart Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Beast Boy/Robin Views: 5376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Ebraheart
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El fin De Mi, el Comienzo De Usted
Chap.2: Predilection

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So like, I had the greatest idea yesterday. Dude, I should just ask somebody for advice. Top on my list, when I first thought this up, woulda been Robin, but he’s kinda the problem. I can’t ask Cyborg cause the first love of his life is his car. I can’t ask Star cause I think she sorta likes him too. Besides, she’s been obsessed with cooking ‘healthy’ meals lately. Zero crime fightin’ has left her with nothing but Daytime TV talk shows and those cooking bonanzas, which, Dude, she actually likes.

Don’t get me wrong though, Star’s adorable and Lima Been and Broccoli Rice Pudding isn’t that bad after you add a bit of salt. I’m a certified vegetarian so technically; the stuff she makes is totally eco-friendly in my books, which means it’s also ok with my stomach. It’s the others that don’t seem to be holding up so well with the change of diet around here.

Anyway, so like the most obvious person to ask would be Raven but one) she’s nowhere around and two) if I interrupt her meditation, she’ll chew me up and spit me out. There won’t even been enough pieces left to put me back together. Most would say I’m screwed right there, but ah, that isn’t true. There are also other Titans that don’t live in the tower that I’m buddies with and could ask…like Aqualad.

So that’s who I’m going out to meet.

The only thing is, though, that I’m going as a ‘civilian’. Aqualad agreed to meet me at the Jump city mall, so I peeled off the spandex and dug up a pair of never worn jeans and black hoodie. Luckily, no one has spotted me yet so I’m hoping to make it out of here alive.

First objective is to make it past the kitchen, and Star, undetected. I morph into a mouse and scurry across the kitchen, narrowly escaping being stepped on. Heading for the vents, I crawl in as a squirrel and make my way down easy. Once I’m sure that I’m on the fifth floor from the bottom, I morph back and dust off. Breathing a sigh of relief, I head towards the elevator.

I won’t see Raven cause she’s always on the roof or the top floor. The only two I have to worry about now are Robin and Cyborg. Tiptoeing when I get around the corner is important cause Robin’s probably training in the Gym and I don’t need him finding out where I’m going just in case he thinks it’s suspicious.

I can hear Robin before I’m even halfway down the corridor. Breathing slowly, I tiptoe a bit closer to the Gym doors and figure that I’m gonna hafta morph cause the doors are wide open. Right when I’ve decided that a butterfly flittering past might be inconspicuous enough, the Gym falls silent.

Dude, did he hear me?

Robin pokes his head out and stares the other way before turning back to me, “Oh…I thought I heard someone trying to tiptoe”

Are you kidding me, “Uh…what gave me away?”

Robin’s eyes narrow when he thinks, “I was kind of meditating…trying to keep track of my surroundings, you know? So, when something with an unbalanced aura got close, I kind of noticed”

I laugh nervously, “Unbalanced aura? Me? Robin, you watch too much Zen Yoga on TV”

Robin looks me up and down and his eyes narrow for real this time, “Come here for a minute?”

I hesitate cause I’m nervous about being alone with him but it’s not like I have a reason to brush him off…as if I would ever brush him off, “Uh, sure”

He nods at me and I follow him thru the open double doors into the Gym. Cyborg updated it recently so we’ve got this rad, kick-ass boxing ring now and fighting drones to go with it. Robin heads straight for it and hoists himself easily up and into the ring. Pausing, I stare after him until he motions for me to come up.

Getting really nervous but smiling anyway, I reach up and slide in under the bottom ropes. Dusting off my jeans, I stand across from Robin with maybe two feet between us.

Robin smirks at me, “Come here”

Obeying, I move close enough to reach out and touch him.

“Listen”, Robin says

I frown but listen. After a minute, I give Robin the eye, “Dude, listen to what?”

Robin puts his hands on his hips, “Listen harder”

I swallow and stare at my feet while I try desperately to hear something. When I don’t hear anything, I frown to myself and listen harder. Gradually, my focus turns inward. The quiet of the room makes it shockingly easy to hear something very distinct: my heartbeat.

It sounds pretty calm now, but Robin suddenly reaches out to touch me, and in the instant that I still have the focus, I hear and feel my heart rate pick up.

Robin’s fingers slide off me, “See? You seem kind of tense and nervous lately. Anything wrong?”

Robin already asked me this and I know that he’ll let me go if I say everything’s all right, even if he knows it’s not. He’s trusting me to tell him when I’m ready and I’m beginning to understand that maybe telling him what exactly is up with me might be the better alternative.

“Uh…well…” I stammer a bit and stop. Maybe I should just get Aqualad’s advice first, “I’ll take a walk and then…we can talk”

Robin smiles, liking my answer, “Sounds good…”

Smiling back, I wave and head out of the gym. Robin stares after me looking a bit relieved. Grinning, I stop at the door and turn back to Robin, “I didn’t know our fearless leader was such a worrywart”

Robin laughs and shoos me away with a hand, “Be glad I am”

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It feels good sometimes to toss the spandex and wear normal clothes. You can’t let your superhero personae be the only part of you that gets to breathe fresh air. You gotta air out the ‘real’ you every once in a while. I can’t wait to see what Aqualad’s wearing because he said he’d try wearing normal clothes…so that’s gonna be interesting.

Aside form that; I have to admit that it does feel pretty weird being out of uniform. Not thinking about it makes it easier; jeans and a sweater are way baggier then what I’m used to. Although I may be dressed like a normal person, that didn’t mean I was actually gonna take the trains like one. Outside the tower, I morph into a seagull and take off.

Getting to the mall my way is much easier then walking, so I make it there with time to spare. It’s not even noon yet. When I can actually see the mall, I start a slow descent and head for the parking lot. I dive straight down into the underground parking and find a pillar to hide behind. Once I’ve triple-checked that the coast is clear, I morph back. I pull my hoodie over my dark green hair; shove my hands in my deep pockets and head for the elevator up.

I’m proud of being ‘Beast Boy’ but sometimes, that fact that I’m green kind of gets in the way of me being a normal teenager. I mean, how many guys like me do you see around? I don’t get teased really or anything, but people have this habit of just starring…and who could blame them. Cyborg likes to tease that I’m ‘Martian’ colored and that’s why it gets people’s attention.

I didn’t ask Aqua where we were supposed to meet, but I figured I wouldn’t have to. I head for the food court on the second floor because it has this amazing view. I don’t even have to look past the Slushy Vendor before I spot my buddy. Just as I suspected anyway, girls surround him and he’s looking half irritated and half flattered.

Calmly, I walk up, careful to stay outside the ring of mobbing girls, “Dude, having fun?”

I kind of have to shout over all these girls that are talking to him, but he hears me anyway. Pushing aside some of the girls to get to me, I get my first real glance at Aqua looking normal.

He’s decked out in a dark blue muscle shirt, black capris and black beach sandals. He’s wearing a corded necklace and has two matching wristbands and an anklet. His neat blue-black hair is combed back from his face and tucked behind his ears. Smiling, he reaches out to tweak my hoodie, “What are you wearing?”

He’s just teasing but I take the bait anyway, “More then you, Mr. Catalogue model number five”

Aqua laughs, enjoying the joke, “At least I look decent enough to be seen in a catalogue”

I mock pout and cross my arms over my chest, careful of my sleeves covering my hands, “Dude, that was just cold”

Aqua smiles, “That’s what you get for being late”

Grinning, I motion vaguely to the girls, “You didn’t look bored when I got here”

Aqua gives me a pained look and mouths: ‘Let’s go?”

I grin and loop my arm in his, “Alright Ladies, me and Aqua gotta go. He’ll be signing autographs next week…c’ya”

Most of the girls laugh and let us go, some kind of stare after us like they wanna tag along. Once we’re far enough away, I start to razz Aqua, “What was that all about?”

Aqua, who seems content to let me drag him along, just pulls a face, “Girls are peculiar creatures”

Laughing, I lead him over to get an ice-cream cone, “You don’t know anything about girls until you live with ‘em”

Aqua mock shudders, “I’ll pass. Why do you think I never visit the Tower?”

I laugh and let Aqua buy me a chocolate cone. For a while, we just cruise the mall. Aqua has a very different style from mine and keeps trying to get me into less baggy clothing. Most of the time I refuse and it’s not because of the clothes but because I’m uncomfortable showing my skin. Dude, you wouldn’t think so, but it’s easier to be ‘Beast Boy’ the cheeky super hero then Garfield, the green teen…who also happens to be cheeky.

Aqua convinces me to buy a few things, but mostly, I go for less revealing stuff. When we’re finally pooped, we head for the fourth floor lounge. It’s this really cool room at the top part of the mall where there are just sofas and pillows and people just sit and chill. It’s kind of like a dome shaped room and the roof is a massive skylight. They have a bunch of palm trees in pots up there, so they provide the shade. Some of the dome windows open up to let air in. All in all, it’s the best place to settle and have our dreaded ‘talk’.

I’m kinda not sure how to broach the subject cause Aqua doesn’t know anything yet, so I’ll have to start from the beginning. I want Aqua’s advice but I also want him to listen. I really need someone that I can bounce my ideas and thoughts off of without it getting into a discussion or psycho analogy about what might be going on in my head. Besides that, I don’t wanna hear that it’s got anything to do with me needing a mate or something weird like that. Dude, you’d be surprised how many people out there actually think that just cause I can turn into animals, I think like one too. Just cause I’m not always smooth doesn’t mean I’m not smart.

Anyway, so we get up there and sit on a sofa that’s smack in the middle of the sunlight. It’s warm and comfortable so I end up not wanting to say anything at all. Aqua seems intent on hearing what I have to say though, because he prods me when I start to fall asleep, “Hey!”

Grinning lopsidedly at him, I shut my eyes and revel in the sunlight a bit more. Next to me, Aqua falls temporarily silent.

Twisting my hands in my lap but keeping my eyes closed, I start as best I can, “You’re pretty popular with girls, right Q?”

Q is my rarely used pet name for Aqua but I’m sure he likes it. Pausing, he shifts into a more comfortable position beside me, “I guess…although it’s not nearly as much fun as you might think”

I laugh, “Kay…but you can tell if they like you, right? Or if you like them back?”

Q sighs, “I suppose. It’s not exactly hard to tell”

“So what if you like someone you’re not supposed to?”

Q perks up, “Like who might be someone your not supposed to like?”

I grin, “I asked first”

Q makes an annoyed sound, “It depends on how you like them. You like me as a friend and I feel like you’re my little brother at times. People have different types of affinity for each other based on their relationships”

I pull a face, “Dude, in English?”

Q laughs lightly, “Different people mean different levels of emotional attachment”

I cluck my tongue, “Oh”

Q continues, “So what kind of person would you say is off limits to yourself?”

I crack an eye open and peer at Aqua’s face, “Uh…well, for starters…if it’s someone really close to you”

Q nods, “How close?”

I twist the words in my mouth; trying to decide if saying them will give too much away. In the end, I realize that just sayin’ it is not as bad as not saying it, “Like team-you-work-with close”

Q nods, “So? Where’s the problem? The other Teens are like family right? It’s not bad to be emotionally attached to them”

I nod, cracking my second eye open and sitting up a bit, “Yeah, dude, I sorta figured that too but I mean…what if you more then like someone? Isn’t it kinda sick when their that close to you already?”

Q frowns, “Sick? If they are like family then it isn’t sick…unless your trying to tell me something and I’m not getting it yet?”

I breath a heavy sigh, “Sorta…yeah”

Q raises both eyebrows at me, “You mean if you like one of them romantically?”

I nod, a bit ashamed.

Q smirks, “It happens”

I sigh glumly, “Not the way it has with me”

Q tilts his head to the side, “What do you mean?”

I brace myself by folding my hands in my lap and looking Aqua right in the face, “The person I like…dude, isn’t a girl”

I lower my eyes and wait for the animosity to rain down on me but look up sharply when it doesn’t. Q’s looking at me with an amused expression on his face, “Is that all?”

I do a double take and sit there gaping at Aqua like a fish outta water.

Q rolls his eyes, “I was worried for nothing. Bee, you must realize that things like that also happen?”

I still don’t say anything.

He continues to elaborate like he thinks it’ll help, “Where I come from, same sex relationships are not uncommon. It’s true that they are unconventional from your society’s point-of-view but I’m pretty sure that you know that you’re pretty unconventional yourself. It doesn’t take a genius to tell you that you like who you like and it shouldn’t matter if that person is a girl or a boy simply because people are all just that: people. If your beating yourself up thinking that it’s wrong then stop. It isn’t like you’ve caused anyone any pain by liking that person, right? Or that you’ve disturbed anyone’s sensibilities by admiring that person in secret, right?”

I swear I must be drooling cause my mouth’s been hanging open for the past ten minutes.

Q pauses and considers something. A curious look spreads itself over his face, “Who do you actually like anyway?”

Swallowing shallowly, hoping that it will allow me to speak, I try to answer, “Uh…well…”

Q looks expectant but doesn’t look mad when I fall silent and shut my mouth. He looks up thru the skylight and hazards a guess, “Robin?”

I nod meekly and twist my hands in my lap.

Q smirks again, “I knew it!”

He looks so triumphant that I actually have to laugh out loud. He’s like a kid that just confirmed that his mom actually did buy him that Christmas present that he wanted…several months early.

Q smiles when he sees me laugh, “Feel better?”

I grin, “Yeah…a bit”

Q’s smile turns mischievous, “What are you gonna do about it?”

I give Q the eye, “Who knows”

“Really?”

“Really”

“For sure?”

“…For sure…”

“…”

“Well…nothing…at least until I can figure out what to do about it”

Q pulls a face, “You talk about it like it’s some strange disease you have”

I grimace amiably, “It IS”

Q sighs and laughs, “They are your feelings, not some sickness”
Standing, he motions for me to follow him, “I’m hoping that you’ll get over talking about them like their a bother and not a blessing”

Pausing to try and understand his words, I smile slightly, “Maybe…”

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After making Aqua promise to keep our conversation to himself, I head back to the Tower. I make it back in time for dinner, which happens to be some kind of fruity guacamole with weirdo tofu soup stuff and crackers. It’s fun to see everyone pretend to eat to make Star happy and stuff or pack the stuff away in plastic bags in their laps as soon as she’s not looking. Star and me are probably the only ones that are actually eating.

With dinner done sooner then I expected I head off to change while Cyborg tries to convince the rest of them to watch some kind of Monster truck derby with him. By the time I wander back, they’ve all cluttered down on the couch, the only space left being (ironically) on Robin’s left.

He’s sitting on the end purposefully so that Cy doesn’t see him nose-deep in a comic book. Grinning, I plop down next to him, seemingly unnoticed until he looks up long enough to flash me a smile. Since meeting with Q, I feel much better about my so-called feelings and myself; I smile back. Aqua’s right: I need to deal with these thoughts and figure out what to do about them; the important thing to remember is not getting weird about it while I’m at it.

I can do that…

Turning back to watch the start of the derby, I razz Cy, “Dude, turn it up!”

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Ebra: Took a while to update, my apologies. Please continue to give your opinions as readers. ^_^ Ja~ne!
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