Teen Titans Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Forget Me (Revamped) ❯ "I'm Sorry" ( Chapter 3 )

Hi again, reader. Well, I thought I'd start this chapter with a heads up that this will be the last re-write until July 20th. I'm going to be touring Japan for two weeks as a student ambassador for “People to People.” So… yeah… No updates from July 7th to July 20th. However, that's assuming I don't have too much Jet Lag.

Chapter 3

“I'm Sorry”

 

 

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, or anyone else who appears in the television show. Everyone else is mine, and you can't use them, or I will write `balls' on your head in your sleep and people will laugh at you and stuff, and say “Oh, his face says `balls'” and it'll be very embarrassing for you, and you'll look really silly… Yeah, it'll be great…

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She chokes on the words, and eventually they leave her lips, “…Crow?”

 

“You remember me?” he asks, surprised. She latches onto him, and begins to cry. Behind her lights go out as her powers go wild with emotion.

 

“I never forgot,” she whispers into his heart.

 

“Huh?” Raven looks up at his deformed eye; the inverted copy of his other—white pupil, and black on everything else, while his other has a black pupil. Both of his eyes are wide with shock and confusion, as their eyes meet for the first time in years, “What are you doing?”

 

Raven blushes, pulling away. She forgot that she hadn't ever told him. “Nothing,” she lies, turning to the other Titans. All of them are staring at Raven, their jaws hanging limply off of their skulls. Not just at what happened to the demon, but also confused with Raven's reaction to the newcomer.

 

There is an awkward silence, accompanied by a dull glare a la Raven. Suddenly, the silence is broken, as Beast Boy's wise words explain what is going through all of the naïve Titan's minds: “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” He screams at the top of his lungs, tearing out two handfuls of his own hair, “He Follows us here—don't lie, I saw you—you get all fucking jumpy at some guy stalking you, who I am ASSUMING was him, and then when you see him BRUTALIZE an insane copy of out greatest adversary, all YOU RUN INTO HIS ARMS?”

 

“Well, the Gothic mindset works in mysterious ways. What you may have found brutal or disgusting could be a huge aphrodisiac for Goths,” he laughs hysterically, and wipes a tear from his eye, “No, no, she and I are just childhood friends.”

 

Raven walks up to Beast Boy, giving him a noogie, Raven forces a smile, turning to her friends. “Crow, these are the Titans,” she turns back, “Titans, this is Crow, my childhood best friend.”

 

“I wouldn't say best,” Crow shrugs, “You did run away on your tenth birthday, so we weren't friends for too long…” He scratches his head, and turns to meet each Titan.

 

“Robin,” Robin says, shaking his hand, “It's a pleasure to meet someone from Raven's past.” They shake their hands for a second, and then Robin pauses staring at Crow's face.

 

“Do you want something?” Crow asks, confused.

 

“You're… Uh… You're EYE… It's… It's on… wrong…”

 

“No, no, I was born this way… Your mask is on… uh… your… face—I may be a great mage, but I'm not the best with comebacks,” he jokes, and the two of them laugh.

 

Crow turns to Cyborg and Beast Boy. He offers his hand only to see the two of them laughing hysterically.

 

“CROW? HAHA!” Beast Boy laughs, pointing at him, “CROW AND RAVEN?”

 

“That's SO cheesy!” Cyborg laughs with him, slamming him on the back.

 

“I suppose you're Cyborg and Beast Boy,” Crow says, trying to change the subject.

 

“And look at his hair!!” Beast Boy points to Crow's head. Crow's hair is fashioned with a large lock that falls down, looking a lot like a crow's head, with two pieces that fall to the sides, “It looks like a bird died on his head!!” Beast Boy states. This, to Crow's dismay, is true.

 

“I hate to ruin your fun,” Crow points to Beast Boy's head, which is bald in two spots.

 

“Oh… you're good…”

 

Crow turns yet again, this time to Starfire. Her eyes are wide, as if taking him all in at once. She doesn't blink, and drools a little, as her green eyes sparkle. “And you are…?”

 

“Oh me, IamStarfireyourhairisniceIlikeyou,” she bolts around him, talking a mile a minute, “wouldyoulikethepizzaorthenutsofdoughbecausewehavebothatourhouseifyou wouldliketojoinmeinconsumingthem.You'reverycute.Ilikeyourhair.IamStarfire!& #8221;

“Alright…then…” Crow looks at her cockeyed, and turns to the Titans, and then Raven, “You live with a colorful band of characters,” He looks at Beast Boy, “Lyterally…”

 

“What're you tryin' to say?!” Cyborg asks, bumping into him, “You callin' me black?” he picks Crow up by the cloak and holds him off the ground.

 

“N-no! No, I was talking about Beast Boy… you know, Beast Boy's gre—“ he points to Beast Boy, but before he can finish, he is dropped.

 

“Oh! I get it! Ha ha!” Cyborg steps up to Beast Boy laughing hysterically. “Whoo, you've got no hair!” Cyborg states, unaware that that wasn't what he meant.

 

“Well, we understood it,” Robin states, turning to Starfire, who is still drooling. He turns back, “Oh yeah! That was great how you beat that demon! What was that spell?”

 

“Well, you see, there are three moons of Azarath, our home. All the Citizens of Azarath can draw on the power of the moons, but very few can draw on the power of more than the first moon, Zintha. The second moon, Zinthos, is where Raven gets her power. Next, there is the final moon, Zinthi, which is where I get my power. The moons were named after the great Elders, Zinthi being the most wrathful, Zinthos being the most untamed, and Zintha being the most cautious. I am the only one who can control the powers of the Zinthi moon. Everyone else who tried, well, it's best not to cause them the harm of mentioning what happened to them…” Crow explains, as Robin cringes at the thought of the people who tried to use the spell, as he hadn't seen Raven use it.

 

“Uh… we could use you on the Titans. Plus, Raven would probably enjoy having someone who knows her as much as you…” He pulls out a communicator, “Would you like to become a Teen Titan?”

 

Crow's eyes are wide, and strangely he gets a little pale. He his eyes dart to Raven, and then back. “Are you okay?” Starfire asks, finally out of her trance.

 

“Y-yes, I'm fine. Uh, I'm only in town for a short time… I need to—“ he looks at Raven, who is staring at him. Unbeknownst to him, her heart hurts her, as the person she loves has finally walked back into her life. She would be crushed if he were to leave as fast as he came.

 

Suddenly Crow's skin returns to normal, and his mouth curls into a smirk, “You know what? I'll stay for a while. I'll help you for as long as I can before I'm… you know, forced to go. I mean, it's not that often that you find a nice warm bed to sleep in!”

 

Raven manages to smile, her heart mended. “Yay,” she squeals, and suddenly stops herself. Everyone stares at her, baffled.

 

“Ha ha, you haven't changed a bit Raven. You're just like ten years ago!” He laughs, and Beast Boy stared confused.

 

“When…” Robin starts

 

“Was…” Beast Boy continues.

 

“She…” Cyborg adds.

 

“Cheerful?” Starfire finishes, as Raven begins to lead Crow to the tower.

 

All the while, Crow has a smirk on his face, as if he were happy to get so close, so easily.

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Crow and Raven enter the tower followed by Beast Boy and Starfire, as Cyborg and Robin are in the garage putting away their vehicles. Raven laughs as Crow tells her a joke.

 

“Hold on, Crow, I need to get something from my room.”

 

“It's alright,” Crow says, “I need to go to the bathroom anyway.”

 

“Then we can talk a little more,” Raven says, “It's on the way.”

 

They continue to catch up, but stop as Raven opens her door. “I'll be just a minute,” Raven says, closing her door behind her.

 

Crow places his hand on his chest, turning himself invisible. “Zinthi was a far better mage…” He says to himself, as he phases his head through the wall.

 

He watches as Raven pulls her wet cloak off. She puts on a new one, drawing a book out of her shelf. Crow almost yelps, seeing the same book… Raven's Diary… The same one from that fateful day… The day that would decide their whole future.

 

It was 8 years ago… the day that he saw her last…

 

Azarath, the shining city utopia in the middle of a parallel dimension created by Metrion, the Great; safe from the harm of the Earth, but with it's own troubles…

 

But that wasn't important today.

 

It was a great day by their standards. The clouds were gray, the rain had just stopped, and the city was dark as night. Beautiful. Crow and Raven always stuck together, sitting by the edge of the floating island the city stood on. Today Crow was sitting on the large rock, awaiting his friend to arrive. He had a question for her.

He was only ten at the time; such a young boy with such a dark past. He was an outcast, not because of his destiny like Raven, but because of his fame and power.

 

She was turning ten today. Crow had waited for her to be the same age as him. He waited for five months, and twenty-eight days. Today he held a gray book that had an insignia that looked like a golden bird on the cover. He opened the first page to read the words “Raven's Diary: Don't touch!” He had been reading it a lot since he stole it from hr room the day before. As he flipped through the book again one last time before he returned it, he chuckled. There was poetry about someone she referred to as “the nameless,” and seeing “the nameless,” and dreams about “the nameless.” That wouldn't have bothered him, if they had not been love poems, seeing “his cute face,” and dreaming “about kissing him.” Those were driving him crazy!

 

Crow found it hard to admit, but he liked Raven more than a friend. No, he loved her more than anything. The problem was that she couldn't love him back if this “the nameless” was around to steal his thunder! He had to dispose of “the nameless” before she told him. He'd kill him if he had to…He didn't want rejection, no sir.

 

That's why he planned on giving her back her Diary today. First, he would find out who this “the nameless” was and put out his fire, while returning the Diary and making himself the hero. He planned on telling her after he gave her back the book. She would understand; she was a smart girl. Then they could be together forever… That was the plan. It seemed so perfect…

 

“Hi!” a perky voice behind him said before he finished reading. He shoved the book under his cloak and turned his cheek into hers, as she was peering over his shoulder. Her cheek was soft, like a warm, rubbery pillow. He had to keep himself from kissing her, “Whacha' reading?” She made no effort to move.

 

“Hey!” He said, pulling away, “It's nothing.” He was scared. She almost saw it before he could give it back to her. Then she'd get the wrong idea, and everything would go wrong, “don't get that close.”

 

“It looked like something,” Raven scowled. She became much darker than she was around him; like she was when she was at home. She poked him in the back.

 

“Jeez, that hurts!” Crow jumped, pulling away. He levitated enough to float off of the rock. She floats after him, and they form a staircase off of the floating island. “The guys are down there,” Crow pointed down to a small group of boys on the barren ground below Azarath.

 

“Why do you like them?” Raven pouted, “They are only nice to me because you're my friend… otherwise it would just be `oh, here comes miss apocalypse!'”

 

“I wish I was the Apocalypse, instead of… whatever it is…At least you HAVE parents, even if one is a demon…” Crow was orphaned at birth. His parents are unknown.

 

“But you have power! You can do great things! I can only bring pain…”

 

“Jeez, Raven, don't say it like that…”

 

“If it isn't the Doves!” One boy said, “What took you love birds so long?”

 

“We're not love birds!” Crow yelled at his friends. He loved her to death, but he didn't want his friends to pick on him.

 

“Hey, you're both kinds of birds! Crow and Raven. It's a joke!” the same boy said.

 

“Crow… C-can we go? I want to talk to you alone…” Raven said lightly, very upset.

 

“Speaking of love birds…” Crow turned, not paying attention to Raven's pleads. The boys moved in, and Crow pulled out Raven's Diary. Raven looked appalled when he pulled it out. “Who's `the nameless' Raven?” All of the boys started laughing when Crow said this. Raven stared at him in a mix of emotion.

 

“I-I don't know him…”

 

Crow realizes now that this wasn't the plan, but back then he opened the book to a random page. “I think you do,” he smirked, as the other boys `ooh' and `ah,' “Dear Diary, Today I saw `the nameless' on the street, as I walked home. We didn't talk at all, but last night I had a great dream about him. `The Nameless' and I were by a beautiful lake, and kissing. Then he took me for a ride on a—“ he stops reading, and sees Raven crying.

“PONY!” Another boy yelled, looking over Crow's shoulder and they all start laughing… all but Crow and Raven. Crow was about to say `I'm sorry' when a blast of black magic knocked him into a rock, along with all of the other boys. He coughed and blood ran from his mouth as he opened his eyes to see Raven standing there, holding her diary close to her. She closed her eyes, crying, and flew off, back to the city above.

 

“Good riddens…She scares me anyway,” another boy said, as Crow just sat there.

“What did I do?” Crow said to himself, as a girl in the group steps out.

 

“A diary is a personal thing. Good job getting rid of that freak, though.”

 

Crow flew off, leaving the kids behind him. He never hung out with them again. He looked for her outside, but couldn't find her anywhere. He knew she went home, but Chronos, Aerela's second husband and Raven's stepfather hated him and wouldn't let him into their house.

 

The next day she wasn't anywhere to be found. He went to her home, but she was gone. Aerela was crying, but Chronos was stern, telling her to get over it. He pretended to act like he cared, but he really didn't.

 

Crow looked all over Azarath, but only ran into one of Raven's friends.

 

“It's all your fault Crow!” her friends yelled at him, “She ran away to earth because of you!” Crow knew she probably heard from one of his old friends.

 

“I didn't mean to…” He cried to her, but she left, never talking to Crow again.

 

Raven and Crow were the bridges between their friends. Raven only had half of her friends with Crow gone, and Crow only had half of his friends with Raven gone. That bridge was forever shattered, and so was his heart.

 

Crow finds himself back in the present. He's crying, just as he had when she left. He leaves the hall, and tries to think of something to lighten his mood. He can't as he stumbles into the empty main room. He trips and falls, finding himself at her feet. She drops down to help him.

 

“Crow, what's wrong?” She asks, as he sits up as much as he can. She picks him up and helps him down the hall and into her room. They enter the room, and he falls onto her bed. Her lets one more exhale out with tears, before whispering the words “I'm sorry…” before he passes out from exhaustion.

 

Raven crawls into bed beside him. He's out like a light. She kisses him on the forehead, and then pulls her covers over his body. She turns to her side, and asks “What for, love?” before drifting off.