Take Me Away

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans

Summary: AU Can the sweet girl tame the bad boy? Can the shy girl fix a drug dealer? Kori and Rachel are in way over their heads… Star/RedX, Rav/Mal, many other side dish pairings.

(Side dish pairings: KF/Jinx, Aqualad/Speed, Rob/Kitten, Beast/Terra, Cyborg/Bee)

Author's Note: My first story under the name Rosie Real. My only warnings are that this story is rated for swearing, drugs, sex, and possible rape. Key Word: Possible.

Names: Starfire: Kori Andrews, Raven: Rachel Craven, RedX: Zachary Rex, Malchior: Michael Fires, Kid Flash: Wally West, Jinx: Jennifer Curse, Aqualad: Alex Waters, Speedy: Roy Harper, Robin: Dick Grayson, Kitten: Kitty Myers, Beastboy: Logan G. Beast, Terra: Terra Markov, Cyborg: Victor Stone, Bumblebee: Bethany Honey.

Do you have a problem with the names?

(Feigns a sympathetic look)

Well if you do… tough. If you don't, Yay!

:-) And so it begins…

Prologue: Cherry Blossoms

As most of the kids of Titan High School knew, Cherry Blossoms symbolized a grand start. The trees covered the front of the school, disguising the rough school as a beautiful and friendly learning facility.

Then again, most things in high schools are disguised.

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You can judge a person based on something as simple as their locker location, Rachel Craven decided to herself as she walked down the deafeningly loud and hyperactive high school hallway. Where paper airplanes soared through the air randomly, stress ran high, and drama was spotted around every hormonally charged couple.

Only the first week of school had passed, and already she had mastered the quickest, easiest possible way to her locker.

Amazing.

It barely caught anyone's eye, as she masterfully walked quietly toward her hidden, unnoticed, locker. Her mood lifted as she noted how close to the library it was, and how the locker lacked enough vandalism for it to remain unmemorable.

Silently, she gathered her books and binders quickly, and rushed off in direction of Advanced Chemistry.

Meanwhile, a few lockers down, Jennifer 'Jinx' Curse swore in annoyance as her locker remained jammed. Why was it every year she seemed to get the locker with the most unreliable lock? And not only that, but always, always next to some chess geek who spent the rest of the year pining disgustingly for her? Love notes were enough, but when they started repeatedly walking past her house, trying to catch her eye in the bedroom window for an hour- it was time for a restraining order.

"Damnation and hellfire!" she growled, slamming her head against the unlucky locker in defeat. "Watson's gonna kill me for being late again…" she griped to herself and whoever would stop and pity her.

Just her unlucky day… no one seemed to care.

Upstairs and to the left, Wally West grinned to himself, pleased to see that his locker was very close to all his classes, and to his great luck, someone had left a portable shelf inside the locker. Perfect for holding up most of his text books, and easy to keep everything organized.

Pleased, he grabbed his notebooks, and walked the short distance to Advanced Chemistry.

On the other side of the long hall, Kori Andrews turned her combination with ease, earning jealous stares her way. Apologetically, she quickly gathered her things and closed her locker shut, as Kitty Myers started walking towards her locker, conveniently next to Kori's.

Critically glancing the red head up and down, Kitty opened her perfectly lip glossed mouth to fire insults like a loaded cannon, but Kori was already down the hall, fleeing the scene like a frightened rabbit. The last thing she wanted was to start a conflict with the blonde cheerleader so early in the day. As she passed an opened window, she smiled. And it was going to be a beautiful day.

As Kori rushed away, Michael Fires passed her, sauntering towards his locker, sauntering being the perfect word to describe his walk. Cool, composed, and with ease, he pasted the cheerleader section of lockers, past the jocks, past the wanna-bees, past the misfits, and all the way down to the crack heads, where his locker suitably stood, in-between the school's two biggest druggies.

One was short, practically a midget, with large, goggle-like glasses, known as Gizmo, and the other was large, almost Mammoth-like, earning his nickname Mammoth. They looked at Michael Fires with a sick expression of respect and awe.

He sighed, pulling a brown paper bag out of his pocket, tossing it to Mammoth. "Sunshine in a bag," he declared, and raised his eyebrows. "But of course you've got the money…"

He smiled, pleased with himself as Gizmo quickly handed over two fifties. "Pleasure doing business with you, boys," he said, greedily placing the money in his text book, as he turned and head for Advanced Chemistry.

A half an hour later, when the hallways were bare and eerily silent, Zachary Rex walked casually to his locker all the way on the end of the hall, right next to the wall where signatures and cuss words decorated it from bottom to top. Slowly, he collected his books and made his way to Advanced Chemistry, his first class… how late was he?

Ahh, well… as he walked into class he passed Michael Fires, the school drug dealer and all-round con man, who discreetly slipped him a forged late pass as Zach walked by. Both exchanged a crooked smile as the teacher collected Zach's late pass without notice, already reprimanding a pink haired, guilty-looking girl, for tardiness and lack of responsibility.

"I don't care if your locker is still jammed, fix it, and don't come to my class unprepared, Miss... …!"

There was a pause, as he tried to remember her name.

"Little girl!" he finally growled, dismissing the girl by turning back to the board. Zach spared his friend, Jenny (the Jinx), an apologetic shrug, as she walked back to her seat, stung and furious.

She had always had a knack for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, and her unluckiness was legendary.

Zach seated himself next to school heartthrob, Dick Grayson, who glowered at him predictably, and the school sweetheart, Kori Andrews, who was staring outside the window, looking longingly at a tree. He could see why, it was practically bursting with cherry blossoms.

First looking to see no one was watching him; he let himself be temporarily caught by the red head's prettiness and stared at her long enough for her to notice. She looked a lot like her sister, Becca Andrews who had graduated a year ago, but was still remembered for her hotness.

So what was it about Kori that just went unnoticed?

Zach blinked, turning back to the board. Meh, he didn't care anymore. Next to him, Kori blushed brightly, intimidated by his intense stare, and then dismissive shrug. No matter how many times she tried to figure him out, he always surprised her.

On the other side of the room, Rachel sketched out a drawing of Mr. Watson as he continued a lecture on some sort of chemicals… she wasn't paying close attention. To her right, Michael glimpsed at her drawing, smirking.

Her dark indigo eyes glanced up at him, giving him a shy smile.

He winked- actually winked- at her, making her heart skip a beat. He was an absolutely gorgeous. "Nice drawing," he whispered as loud as he dared.

Rachel felt her cheeks heat, and mouthed 'Thanks,' as friendly as she dared.

And outside, the cherry blossoms waved lazily in the warm breeze… showing off their beauty without fear, catching the eyes of the imprisoned students, as though mocking their lack of freedom.

Lack of freedom was exactly the way it felt.

Cherry Blossoms symbolized are supposed to symbolize a grand start, Rachel jotted the words down next to her sketch of her friend, Kori, gazing at the Cherry Blossom tree with a dreamy expression.

Rachel half groaned, half sighed, as she opened up her text book to a written page on the front board. A grand start to what?

"Could I die under a cherry blossom tree in full bloom on a full-
moon night of spring?"- SAIGYO

Okay… now, I'm not going to get all poetic on you and write chapters all about how pretty cherry blossoms are. No. I promise. And if I do, you can yell at me- I give you FULL permission.

Reviews are welcomed! Criticism is frowned upon, but I won't deny you the freedom to scream at me for making Robin's name be "Dick" (Pauses to giggle immaturely), or making the pairings something NOT CANNON… Oh my god, what a sin!

:-) Flames will be taunted and ignored.

Praise will be rewarded with smiles and virtual hugs.

And yes… I will bash Kitty, but I'm not going to make her a standard bitch… how could I put her with Dick then? The main pairings are Malchior/Raven, Starfire/RedX, and there will be a bit on Kid Flash/Jinx.

You'll be lucky if I mention the other side dish pairings… like Beastboy/Terra. Please don't read this story if you will be annoyed by lack of Beastboy/Terra, or Cyborg/Bumblebee.

Hope you like my story!

-Rosie Real-