Fan Fiction ❯ The Beer Hutt ❯ What did we...? ( Chapter 2 )

Oh, yes, more. Already! I guess this chapter won't end as you probably expect, but I hope you enjoy. I don't own the Titans, I do own the story. Review if you read, please! Thanks!

(Saturday morning, 6:37am)

Jinx awakened the next morning, earlier than anticipated. `Dammit', she cursed. She had forgotten to close the blinds. Light was started to pour in through her window, and was already aggravating the pounding headache she had, most likely a symptom of the hangover she knew she had. She made to get up, but was stopped by a weight holding her down.

Suddenly, memories flooded the newly awakened Jinx. She glanced down at the sleeping girl beside her, and nearly choked on her own breath. Raven's arm was still draped around Jinx's waist, and her head had slipped from Jinx's chest to her shoulder, but there was still no way Jinx could move without awakening her. She just lay there for a moment, watching the rise and fall of Raven's chest as she breathed, and reflecting on her smooth, pale skin and silky, violet hair.

`Shit!' Jinx mentally kicked herself, shaking herself from her reverie, and trying to sort through which memories were real, or which stemmed from the dreams she'd been having all night. Judging by the fact that they were both still fully clothed, most of her memories had not actually occurred. `Oh, thank you, God!'

`Well, nothing to do but wait', she sighed, not wanting to wake Raven, but not wanting to continue being blinded by the light. She looked around the room, trying to ignore the sun, and the impure thoughts that kept resurfacing. `Dammit, brain, cut it out', she groaned. `I can't take much more than this'.

Suddenly, Raven sighed, and muttered something under her breath. Jinx tried to make out what she said, but was unsuccessful. A small smile then found it's way to Raven's mouth; she squeezed Jinx a little bit closer and nuzzled into her neck, before becoming still once more. Jinx allowed herself a small smile and began stroking Raven's soft hair, the sun all but forgotten, as she drifted once more into contented slumber.

(Saturday morning, 8:16am)

Raven breathed in the most calming, sensual scent she had ever before smelled. It reminded her of clean laundry, flowers, and patchouli, which seemed an odd combination, but it worked. She assumed it was merely her senses coming down after the dreams she'd been having all night. She smiled wickedly to herself. What would her teammates think if they knew what thoughts went through her head, about an enemy, no less! They probably didn't even think she was capable of feeling anything, least of all lust, as her emotionless façade seemed to work pretty well with misleading all the Titans. She felt the warmth of the sun on her face, and thusly didn't want to open her eyes quite yet. She used her powers to close the blinds, and yawned as she pulled her pillow closer.

Her eyes jerked open. This most definitely was not a pillow. It was much too soft and warm to be anything but… `No no no! I only dreamed all that. Raven, come on girl, you're losing it. Calm down, get your emotions in check, we'll figure this out. She was suddenly aware of soft breathing coming from beside her, and the hand resting lightly on her back. She pulled slightly away to try to see the person she was currently laying almost on top of, although she knew who it was long before her eyes took in her face.

She quickly laid back down and tried to remember what had happened last night. `Okay, I went to `The Beer Hutt', I ordered a tea… think, think, thi… that's right! Jinx sat down, and handed me a beer. Beers. She was leaving, and then… ohhhh.' Raven clenched her eyes shut as she remembered the events of the night before, which were pretty clear now that she had unlocked the imaginary door that had been holding her memories hostage. `I was such an idiot! Jinx has to be responsible, has to be…' although Raven knew better. `I should have better control over myself than that. Stupid!' She cursed herself.

She pulled herself away from Jinx, (which she did so more reluctantly than she wanted to admit to herself) and sat up, luckily not disturbing the harbinger of bad luck. She already missed the warmth Jinx had provided, but quickly brushed that thought aside. She lowered her feet to the floor, and made her way to the door as quiet as she could manage, cringing when she heard one of the boards creak. Jinx just rolled over onto her side and yawned, gripping the pillow that lay near her. The door was thankfully ajar, and didn't make too much noise as she pushed it open.

Raven mouthed a silent `Thank you' to Azar for allowing her a silent and expedient escape from the bedroom. She then looked down at herself.

`Shirt? Check. Pants? Check. Bra? Check. Panties? Check. At least that part was all a figment.' Raven found her shoes laying right outside Jinx's bedroom door, and she pulled them on as quickly as she could. She was so close, but was struck by a sudden, horrible realization. She had to pee.

Not like, oh, I can hold it for a few more minutes kind of pee. No, this was the worst she had ever had to go. Ever. In her life. She clinched her teeth together, then scuttled as quickly as she could down the hallway. She opened the first door she came to. Hall closet. Next door, another bedroom. Next door, another freaking closet! She was near tears when she spotted linoleum flooring through an open door a little further down the hall, and shut the door as quietly as she could once she was inside. She dropped her pants at sat upon the toilet, a wave of sudden relief rushing over her as she was finally allowed to urinate.

Sighing, she washed her hands, then flushed the toilet, which emitted an freakishly loud hissing sound, followed by an even louder creaking in the pipes. `Yipes!'

She nearly launched herself out of the bathroom in her ongoing escape attempt, and took off at a near jog down the hall, where she almost laid out Jinx, who had just emerged from her room, eyes half lidded and mid yawn. Raven skidded to a halt a foot and a half from her.

Jinx smiled, and Raven couldn't help smile back. Jinx looked so cute, her pink pigtail's even more untidy than normal, her face slightly blushed.

“Sleep well?” Jinx inquired, stretching.

“Great.” Raven stood there, held immobile by some unknown force, staring straight into Jinx's eyes, the smile turning into a stupid grin which she just couldn't suppress, despite her years of emotional training. Jinx couldn't believe she was still there. She had half expected her to bowl her over on her way to the door, and was pleasantly surprised that Raven was still there, talking to her, actually smiling!

“So, you want breakfast or something?” Jinx queried, blushing slightly.

“Um… okay?”

Jinx didn't know what possessed her to do what she did next. She blamed it on still being drunk (which she wasn't), or that she tripped and fell (which didn't even justify a response); either way, she did it, and there was nothing to do about it but go with it.

She took a step towards Raven, and lowered her face to kiss her. She felt Raven tense up as their lips met, then, finally, slowly relax. Raven parted her lips, and actually took the initiative after Jinx had made the initial attempt. Her tongue sought out Jinx's, as she wrapped her arms around her before pulling her closer. Jinx finally pulled back, breathing heavy and, simply, shocked by what had just occurred. Her mouth was still slightly open as she stared at Raven, who stared back at her for a moment, contentedness obvious in her lavender eyes.

Suddenly, though, Raven came to her senses and jumped back, suddenly realizing what was happening. She looked to be in a near panic, and began rambling.

“You can't... don't you ever, ever… don't ever do that again. You had no… no right. You can't just... j-just do that! I… I'm totally not… not… not interested.” Raven stammered. She nearly cried at Jinx's hurt expression, but was convinced that this was for the best. It was bad for her, bad for Jinx, bad for the Titans… nothing good could come of any of this.

Raven continued, “You can't just get someone drunk, and… and bring them to your room, and… hope something might happen.” Jinx's hurt expression melted into a furious one, and she turned bright red as she retaliated.

“Oh, yeah? You're one to talk. `Please take me with you', `Please kiss me', `Please hold me, Jinx'”, Jinx said in a whiney mock-Raven voice. “Yeah, like it's my fault you threw yourself at me! I wouldn't touch you again if you fuckin' paid me!” Both of them were in tears, nearly panting with fury and emotional pain, but had stopped yelling. Jinx then looked away from Raven, not able to look her in the eye any longer, gazing instead towards the white wall to her left. “Get out,” she managed softly, quietly, but loud enough for Raven to hear. Raven's face fell, no longer even a trace of the previous angry emotions could be seen. Her stomach clenched painfully, almost making her cry out, and she wanted nothing more than to take back everything she said.

Raven wanted to say something, anything; but instead, she just stepped around the taller girl and made her way out the door.

(chapter 2 end)

Okay, story does not end here obviously. What kind of Raven/Jinx fic would end like this, hehn? I dunno, just how I thought Raven might respond. Do you agree? Disagree? Let me know, in a review! I will post more ASAP. I'm having fun writing this. Much love, from Pookie.

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