Raven shook herself and rubbed her tender head with her hand. The blast from that last attack had knocked her clean across the street. Strange… the pavement felt oddly soft and… warm? She twisted her head and huffed: Beast Boy had caught her and, just as she might expect, looked intolerantly smug.

"You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes," he said, winking. Raven rolled her eyes and gave him a glare.

"Gee, that's good to know. I guess I can cancel the lapdance I had planned for you," she drawled, all sarcasm and bite. That didn't stop Beast Boy turning redder than a tomato. He started to sway, his eyes lost focus and he toppled over.

Everything was black.

Light and colour started to fight their way back to him, and he looked up at the fuzzy shape that he thought might be speaking to him, though the words were equally fuzzy. He blinked and finally recognised Raven above him.

"W-what happened?" he asked. Raven smirked down at him, but not too unkindly.

"You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes," she said, deliberately quoting him. He slapped a hand to his face as he remembered his earlier chat with her.

"I thought I'd won one for once," he mumbled. Raven looked down at him, a little sympathy mingling with the amusement in her eyes. She sighed.

"You'll just have to keep trying, then," she said. He looked up at her, eyes bright and ears perked. He stood and helped her to her feet.

"You always said I was a tryer," he recalled. Raven smirked again.

"Trying. I said trying… but yeah, that too," she admitted. Beast Boy grinned.

"Come on, lets get back in the fight so I can impress you some more!" he shouted, already morphing into a cheetah and promptly speeding away. Raven only smiled and followed.

I bolded the actual prompt. Hope you enjoy ^_^