My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Chapter 11The temperature had dropped as the sun had fallen from the sky. But it was a beautiful night to curl up and watch the stars. Which is exactly where Raven found Gar. She wanted to walk out to him, see how he was doing. His mood had changed so much over the day that she partly wondered if he was going to avoid the whole conversation about his parents. But she didn’t want to seem pushy or overbearing. Wasn’t that exactly what she had disliked that morning? Raven had come up through the roof, and she watched him wondering if he knew she was there. The wind was blowing towards her and he seemed to be lost in thought. A sound in the stairwell caught her attention and she floated behind the stairwell’s wall as the door opened. The light footsteps told her it had to be Quill. Wrapping her cloak tighter around her body, she leaned against the wall. Raven knew full well it was rude to spy on Gar. But she was beginning to grow curious about this seemingly simple man she had shared so much of her life with. “Hey,” Quill spoke barely above a whisper.
“Hey,” Gar was keeping it casual. Raven wondered if Gar had asked Quill to come up here or this just sort of happened. Silently, she floated over to sit down at the corner of the wall. She knew she was fully cast in the shadow, and that only Gar could see her, if he looked. But he kept looking out towards the ocean with Quill. “It is a nice view up here.” Quill said in such a way that hinted Gar had expressed this notion sometime during the day. Slowly and carefully, like she seemed to do everything, she sat down. “Yeah, I think it’s where a lot of us come for some much needed fresh air and space. They have a couple balconies like this at Titans east you can use as well.” He paused. “How are you doing?” He added softly, but sincerely. Obviously meaning much more than a casual conversation starter. “I…I’m alright I think. I mean it’s a huge change. But I do feel better, even if it’s because I trust you guys to keep people safe… from me.” Quill said, tucking her knees under her chin and hugging her body close. “Hey, you’ll get the hang of it, it just takes practice.” His body was open, shoulders back, leaning on his hands placed behind him. Legs stretched out on the ground in front of him. He was giving every bit of body language that suggested openness and friendliness. While she was displaying anything but. “All of us have needed practice.” “Yeah,” She sighed deeply. “I’m just worried about that time before I get the hang of it. Like what could go wrong.” Gar didn’t say anything and they stayed quiet for several minutes, watching the ocean. “Do you miss it?” Gar asked. “Yeah,” Quill sighed again, she sounded almost defeated. “I do feel connected to the water. And sometimes I feel so strongly drawn to it, even though I don’t want to be. But it’s just…it’s hard.” She stuttered a few times, like she had something else to say, but Gar waited till she had been quiet for a few minutes before responding. He pulled himself up to a more hunched over posture and spoke quietly to her. “I had something similar for a while. Eventually being part animal became who I was. But as I got better at it. As I began to feel it more and more. Feel more connected. I also began to feel guilty. If I had just mastered it a little sooner, maybe I could have save them.” Raven let her head fall against the wall and looked up towards the sky, not wanting to see Gar upset. It was such a stark contrast to her normally joyful friend, that it always upset her. Quill let the pause pass before talking, “Who?” “My parents.” “Oh,” she whispered. Raven could barely make it out when the girl spoke so low. “I held on to that guilt for a long time. And every time I shifted it seemed so natural that I began to forget why I had ever struggled. But once in a blue moon I would struggle, or slip up, and be taken right back to where I was that night.” He took a deep breath in and continued. “I know, if my parents could see me now, they wouldn’t blame me. Just as I’m sure yours wouldn’t.” “Yeah, I know. I’ve tried to tell myself that. But I just… I just left them. I saved myself.” Raven could hear the girl start to sniffle. And then the sound of clothes rubbing against each other as she imagined Gar had brought the girl close for comfort. “I know. It took me awhile to accept that it was either going to be none of us, or just me that survived. And I know which they would have picked. So, each time I save someone, I tell myself it only happened because my parents pushed me to live. And it gives me a little bit of strength to keep going. For them.” Raven thought she heard his breath catch for a second, but he cleared his throat. It had hit the empath harder than she thought it would. It wasn’t just that he acted and looked happy, but that he was always sending her strong waves of joy, excitement, or more recently, lust. This was something totally unexpected and she almost started to cry herself. It was different when they had more recent losses or defeats. Then he seemed almost too angry to be sad. This though, this was an old scar and he had accepted it and no longer held on to the anger like he did for Terra. But he still felt longing for his family, and sorrow. Tipping her head to the side, she watched as the girl straightened herself from his chest and wiped her face. “It’ll get easier, I promise.” He whispered. The girl nodded. “And once you get out there, start saving cities, getting days named after you, it’ll start to get fun.” Raven imagined he had given the girl a small wink when Quill lightly laughed at him. Her posture had relaxed and she folded her knees in front of her as Raven often did. “Tomorrow you’ll get a better taste of what the hero life is like. Or well, what practice looks like. You don’t have to be a hero, but it feels better once you know you’re in control. Then you can do whatever you want.” “I’m…I’m scared.” She admitted, looking down at her lap, she started fiddled with her pant legs. “I have trouble controlling it. And I think I just get anxious and worked up, and it just gets so much worse. And it’s like this horrible loop I can’t get out of. It gets further from my grasp, I get more anxious, it gets further out of control…” Her voice was becoming more and more anxious as she spoke, just thinking about it. “You know, you should talk to Raven. I think she can give you a little insight on that.” Gar suggested. Raven caught herself gasp lightly, a little shocked he had suggested her. Though she had tried to get everyone to try meditating at one point or another. Dick and Star were the only real ones to listen to her. And she hadn’t thought Gar had put much thought into the matter afterwards. Gar chucked a bit, as Raven tried to see what was happening. “I know, she’s a bit intimidating. You sort of get used to being around someone so powerful. But she’s pretty humble about it.” His eyes suddenly flashed directly to Raven, and he gave her a quick wink. Her heart raced as she realized she had been caught, but a little relieved she wasn’t totally spying. Returning his gaze, Raven tried to stifle a smile, like she wasn’t so touched. He looked back as Quill started to speak. It didn’t appear like her head had moved from looking at her legs, or that she noticed the transaction. “It’s just… I don’t know what to say around her. Before my parents died we came out here for some conference my dad was speaking at. We were outside when someone was attacking the city. I remember standing with my parents in a large group of people as this building was coming down. We were all in shock, knowing full well we wouldn’t be able to run fast enough. And before it hit us, the whole thing was caught. And we were all saved. I… I remember looking up and seeing this black field above us all. And Raven was there. Probably only inches from the building hitting her. But she had saved us all. “My parents knew about my abilities, but they never pressured me to use them. I remember them smiling at me, like I could be that person, saving people. And I had thought about it that day. She hadn’t even flinched when she threw herself between the building and us. And afterwards when some news reporter ran up to her she brushed it off like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal. It was a huge deal. She had literally stopped a falling building. And I thought, if I was going to be a hero, that’s who I would want to be. So in control. So self-assured. She carried herself like she could do anything. And I wanted that. “But then we went back home, I accidently destroyed our pool, and… and I gave up again.” She took a deep breath in. “When Green Arrow approached me, and told me I would be staying here till Aqualad could pick me up. I was excited, I was going to meet one of my heroes. But now that I’m here. I don’t know what to say. I mean what do you say to someone so ...amazing. I feel, I don’t know…unworthy.” She paused her voice low. Then in a startled cry she almost jumped up. “No offense to you! I…that’s not what I… I mean...” Gar laughed easily, shaking his head. “None taken. You just wait till tomorrow little miss. We’ll see whose powerful and scary then. I can manage some pretty large fangs if I do say so myself.” He lightly pushed Quill with his elbow and she laughed in return. Yawning she raised her hands to cover her mouth. “I’ll talk to Raven for you. Break the ice a little.” “Thank you, Beast Boy. I appreciate it.” “Of course.” He nodded, standing to pull her up. Raven floated further back into the shadows as Quill passed through the door. It sounded as it fully shut, and the rooftop grew quiet again. Raven peaked around the edge to see Gar resuming his place on the ground to watch the stars. This time he patted the ground next to him and she joined him. “Guess I’m not the only one that opens up to you.” Raven said, laying down beside him. “There’s something about being the carefree jokester that loosens people up around me.” Regarding him again, Raven thought about his playful demeanor. Maybe there was a time and place for all this foolish play. “Thank you.” Raven whispered, returning her gaze to the stars. “For what?” “Sending her to me. I didn’t understand why she was avoiding me so much. I thought she was just afraid of me.” “Heh, sorry Rae.” He laughed lightly. “You’re no longer as scary as you think.” “Pfff,” she blew out. “I can still get you.” “Hey,” he rolled over to face her. “Anyone would be afraid if you sent them to Hell. I had every right to be a little freaked out.” “Mhm,” she smiled, remembering the look on his face. “And I had every right to send you there. That book was not a toy.” “That’s debatable.” He gave her a large smile as her own smile vanished in aggravation. “No it’s.. whatever.” She huffed. Chuckling to himself he rolled back to gaze upward. They settled into a comfortable silence and Raven caught herself watching the man beside her. He was calm and seemed content despite the earlier talk. The arms folded under his head were larger than they use to be as a kid, but not excessively so. She had never put much thought into his arms before, but they had felt comfortable and strong as they had held her the morning before. His green eyes were roaming the sky as his chest rose and fell gently. She watched as he lightly bit his lower lip before his mouth formed that crooked smile. “Would you still consider this the honeymoon phase if we’re not dating?” His eyes flicked to her as a brow rose. She laughed lightly, her mind had barely wondered there. But, of course, it had. And he had picked up on it. “I suppose.” She shrugged her shoulders. Removing his arms from behind his head, he reached one over, to scoop her up and pull her on to him. She tried to hide her surprised gasp. “Gar,” she warned, though not completely upset over the display of desire. “We’re outside.” She whispered and looked around them. “Yeah,” he whispered back, “so?” “What.. what if someone sees us? Or walks out on to the roof?” “I’ll hear them.” He shrugged. Glancing down she saw his eyebrows bounce a few times. Scanning the roof again she bit her lip feeling the now familiar anticipation growing. She could easily feel him between the layers of their two suits and ground her hips into him as she leaned forward. “Ok,” she whispered, “just means you can’t scream.” Pushing her powers through his clothes she gave him one long stroke and watched as he jumped slightly. His hands grasped her thighs in shock. “That is an oddly delightful feeling.” He murmured before her lips sealed over his. His fingers looped inside her suit and underwear and easily pulled the thick fabric aside. Giving her just the slightest graze as his fingers exposed her. While his other hand quickly freed himself from his own suit. His thumb smoothly replaced his fingers, and held her suit to the side as his hands once again gripped her thighs. Without any bit of preparation Raven pushed herself on top of him, using her powers to guide him in. She was ready and felt her body almost shake with pleasure as he filled her. The way with which she held him, the way he gripped her thighs, and the speed with which she was moving told her they both wouldn’t last long. His free thumb moved to massage her. Within seconds she was squeezing him, biting the part of his neck she had been kissing, and trying to stifle a scream. He came shortly after with a muffled grunt and equally firm grasp around her with those brilliant arms. She had never been one for quickies before, but there was something about him that seemed to ignite her instantly. They didn’t talk much afterward. Just laid there looking at the stars. Raven with her head resting comfortably on his stomach and Gar casually drawing his fingers up and down her arm. Captivating Raven in a calming lull while they happily gazed at the stars.
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