Thank you, all of you, for waiting ever so patiently. It took me a while to come up with this chapter, seeing as some things have been turning my mind to a cabbage lately. Nyeh, it's a lot of really dumb stuff, but it still makes my head hurt.

Anyways, here's the update! Enjoy.

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Red X opened his eyes.

He was in some random white room, with only a bed and a beeping monitor that was measuring his slowly accelerating heartbeat (There's an oxymoron for you). There was a long mirror to the side of the bed, and he started into it as his reflection.

His hair was a sandy-blondish color, the same color from when he looked at it when he was younger. His eyes were the same grayish-greenish hue. And yet something was different.

Up until that moment, he was Red X – infamous, well-known, no strings attached, and superior. He had no need to look into his own eyes, not when he could look into the blood-red slits of his skull mask.

He trailed his bare fingers over his face, stopping and rubbing the stubble on his chin. He smiled. It was funny how guys his age – 17 – wanted the pettiest things: hot girls, cars, and facial hair.

Red X wondered what his name was. Then he wondered where Raven was.

The door slid open, causing him to jump. But instead of seeing the blue cloak he wanted so badly to see, he saw the yellow, red, and green tights walk in with the sour-faced leader himself inside them.

Robin regarded him with a grim expression on his face. He said seriously, "Do you know what you're doing here, X?"

Red X raised an eyebrow. "No. Who the hell are you?"

Robin narrowed his eyes. Red X laughed and said, "Of course, Robin. I'm not a… how do you say? Amnesiac?"

Robin sighed and shifted to the other foot. They were silent.

Then, "She's actually worried."

Red X looked up form his hands and gave Robin a puzzled look.

"Raven, I mean. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm glad you're okay. If she were to worry any more, she could burst or something." Robin scoffed scornfully. "Pretty soon there'll be snow outside."

Red X looked out the window. "Isn't it December?"
Robin narrowed his eyes again to little slits. "It never snow in Jump City."

Red X grinned wolfishly. "The great leader admits he's wrong. I'd better put what's left of my money on the snow."

Robin glared at him. Then he said, even more serious than before, "If you lay a hand on her with evil intentions, X, I swear to God I'll kill you."

Red X cocked his head and asked innocently, "How do you mean?"

Robin let out a frustrated sigh and said begrudgingly, "She's fragile, X. But she knows what we mortal men want, and she sure as hell knows it doesn't involve using the head on our… shoulders." He gulped.

Red X laughed out loud, and kept doing so until Robin began to laugh as well.

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Raven paced in her room, thinking about all the worst-case scenarios she knew.

Red X was dead.

Red X hit his head on a rock and lost his memory.

Red X only had a few hours to live – he was dying.

Red X was comatose.

Red X was… the list went on.

She sat on her bed and cradled her head in her hands. She sighed and thought, It can't be so bad, right? Robin would be back by now if… if something happened.

Raven massaged her temples. Then she heard Trust inside.

Trust was trying her best to be optimistic. "Raven, Red X can't die. He's… he's Red X, for God's sake! He's gotten out of everything we've ever thrown at him."

Raven groaned, "Robin didn't throw him this. If anything, it was me."

Then, "I never should've liked him in the first place."

Trust flared up and began to yell, "Dammit, Raven! It's always about you, isn't it? Why do you think I was created? I can tell you two things – it was to listen to your whine about yourself or to blame yourself for everything. Trust Red X with this, Raven. He's not going to break your heart!"

Raven yelled back, "What if I can't trust him? What if he just someone who thinks it'd be fun to see if the untouchable alien girl is really a living, breathing creature?"

Trust retorted, "There you go again with your me's and I's. It's not just about you, Raven. Think of Red X. He needs your support, Raven. At least give him that!"

Raven sighed. Trust had a point. She got up and made for Red X's infirmary room.

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Red X looked out the window. Robin had long since left, and there was a stale cheeriness in the air. He and Robin had actually made small-talk. Miracles (or curses?) really did happen.

But that wasn't the miracle he was waiting for. He sighed.

That was about the time when small white flakes began drifting down from the grey sky. His eyes widened in amazement. Chuckles owed him five bucks.

The door slid open and then Raven walked in. His Raven.

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Beast Boy was sitting in his dark, dank room, surrounded by a mountain of dirty clothes and miscellaneous bits of trash. He rocked in fetal position, his chin on his knees.

A single stream of thoughts raced through his mind: Is she okay? What if I actually hurt – or killed – Red X? She's kill me… I don't doubt that. But I only did it because… because I love her. Yeah, that's it. I'm in love with Raven. He laughed dryly. If love is this… this morbid obsession, then I don't want it. Not anymore.

He looked up at the black ceiling and sighed. Then he leaned back and rested his head on god knows what. He sighed again.

Love sucks.

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Raven was halfway through the door when she stopped. Red X was staring out the window, watching the snow fall. His eyes were, strangely enough, moist.

His head swung to the side, and their eyes met. His eyes were happy, and the smile on his face seconded that. Raven couldn't help it – a small smile spread over her face too.

Red X started to climb out of the bed, but Raven rushed over and pushed him back down. Then she hugged him. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

Red X wrapped his arms around her and whispered back, "It's not your fault, Raven. It never was. If anything, it was mine. I willingly took Boogers' hit."

Despite herself, Raven chuckled slightly. She meant to say something else, but instead she said quietly, "You look better without the mask."

Red X grinned at her. "Aww, is the mighty Raven swooning as she says I look good?"

Raven flushed and snarled, "I am not swooning. Last time I checked, there was nothing wrong with pointing out the obvious." Then she stormed out, her pride in need of nursing,

Red X made a fist and pulled it down to his side. As much as he hated seeing her go, he settled into his pillow and grinned hugely. It wasn't every day a beautiful girl gave a handsome guy a compliment… especially if that beautiful girl was also distrustful of anyone and everyone and the handsome guy was an enemy of aforementioned girl.

He pondered the thought, but abandoned it. It was kind of confusing.

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