Just Breathe

Just Breathe

Summary: Richard could feel the air rising in his lungs, crushing his chest as she began to walk away, tears streaming down her face. He started to follow, knowing it was too late. Kory whirled around, "What were you waiting for?!" RobStar BBRae

A/N: Oh snap another story! I have no idea where this…well idea for this story came from, but I do hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans

Chapter 1

- Possibly Impossible -

Richard's hands found the soft spikes of his hair as he gently ran them through, making small black waves ruffle atop his head. Old habits die hard. He felt he could build courage within himself just by sending a soft hand through his wave of hair.

This was never the case.

Because it never worked.

He was still just as nervous as before, and one could wonder what could make Richard, the famous Night Wing, so terrified. The answer was simple.

It was all her fault.

When ever he was around her all feeling left his body, leaving him entirely numb. Including his tongue. So not only was he not able to move, but he lacked the ability to talk (or at the very least call for help).

He could feel her hands glide across his chest, securing any loose buttons that had missed her first inspection. Richard could feel his insides bubble at the mere thought of her touching him. She arched her eyebrows at the sight of Richard gaping at her.

"Richard I know it said dress nice, but am I too fancy?"

Babs cocked her hip as she stared at the silent boy in front of her, pondering where his voice (and mind) had wondered off to. Richard smacked his lips, trying to formulate a response.

"No, of course not."

He sighed to himself in relief that the sentence came out right. He probably would have died if it didn't. Babs smiled and he offered his arm to her which she accepted as they piled into Richard's blue Escalade. Richard was so absorb in Babs, that he hadn't noticed Victor smirking next to him in the front seat.

"I can't believe you're dragging me to this fashion show."

Richard groaned, just now remembering where they were actually going. When Babs had told him he wasn't really listening, he was gawking. Babs looked beautiful in the morning light glow when she had told him, so he just nodded his head, something he had learned to do a long while back when dealing with girls.

Come to think of it, Richard couldn't really remember that one girl he almost had. Almost had. He scrunched his nose up as he recalled gorgeous, forgiving, emerald eyes. That was all. Nothing more. Not even a name. Only a team, which was blur to him. He had considered asking Victor, but having such a great life with Babs, why would he want to remember her?

That girl.

Had she remembered him?

Certainly not, so why try calling upon the past when the past had probably already forgotten about you.

"Richard we're going to be late!"

"All right, already! Jeeze."

Richard started the car and began the short drive into town, pulling into a crowded parking lot, with several other people yelling and screaming over parking spots. Richard turned to Babs, a coy smile on his face.

"Are you wearing heels?"

"No." Her response came, catching on to his smile.

"Then we're walking."

Victor grumbled as Richard backed out onto the street, pulling into a nice spot. All three got out and started the walk towards the entrance of Rio Grand Hotel, a very richly sized hotel, where the Chanel fashion show was taking place.

As soon as they walked in all three friends were in awe. The entire hotel was transformed into a totally different, high fashion world. A black and white banner with the double C Chanel logo hung over the entrance of where the ballroom use to be and where the stage and seats were set.

In the center stood a round stage with six pillars standing tall in the middle, five around and one in between all of them. The room had been doused in white and black, from the walls to chandeliers hanging above. Candles had been placed around the room so when it started the lights would be turned out and the candles would give off a faint glow.

The room was alive with chatter and Babs managed to pull the boys to their seats, which were on the right curve of the stage, and they were in front. Babs simply glowed with happiness as she gazed around at all the important people of the fashion world.

"Isn't this exciting?"

"The thrill of my life." Victor mumbled, which earned a glare from her.

"After the show we get to go back and meet one of the most famous models, Kory Anders!"

Suddenly it hit Richard, like he couldn't breathe.

A wave of red hair, emerald eyes. A voice, almost a name.

And then….

…it was gone.

Victor shook him, waking the boy from his trance.

"You okay?"

Richard smiled and nodded, but before a word could be said seats had been taken and lights had been dimmed. From somewhere inside the maze of pillars a man walked out, with a woman, Richard took to be Chanel herself, and the two walked up the edge of the runway leading to the maze of pillars where the models would walk out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Chanel is proud to present her Haute Couture Fall-Winter collection!"

A round of applause was given as music started thumping in the background, the glow of the candles giving it a beautiful and yet eerie light as the models began their descent down the runway and as they weaved gracefully through the pillars. Richard leaned over to whisper in Victor's ear.

"Which one is the Anders girl?"

Victor slowly turned and looked at him, like Richard was stupid. Richard did a double take and smiled playfully.

"What?"

"Do you honestly think I would know that?!" His tone was very accusing.

"Right, sorry. Babs which is the Anders girl you were talking about?"

Babs's lips pressed into a thin line as she watched each girl swerve in and out of the maze, trying to catch a glimpse of Kory. She smiled and pointed her finger straight ahead.

"Her."

Richard followed her finger to see an incredibly beautiful girl at the end of her point. He felt his whole body numb at the sight of her. She was wearing a white dress, almost the color of spun milk, with a transparent layer the same color of tears and Richard thought if he touched it, he could feel the moist layer run down his skin.

The sleeves slanted off her shoulders, revealing her gorgeous neck, and leading up to her breath taking face. Her fiery red hair was tamed into a tight bun, her smoldering emerald eyes were outline with black eyeliner, and her cheeks gave off a pink glow, like she was happy, but her mouth revealed no emotion.

How Richard longed to trace her lips with his fingers, touch them, kiss them, but the thought of even thinking about that put him in a near death faint.

Then she was gone.

Hidden among the maze of pillars, blended in along with the other models. He craned his neck, hoping, praying, to chance another glance at the angel he had just seen.

She. Was. Perfect.

And he?

Well…

He. Was. Impossible.

He couldn't talk to Babs let alone talk to that gorgeous creature. He blinked and there she was again, but in something different. The clothes didn't matter, she could wear anything and Richard still thought of her as a goddess.

He felt a small nudge in his side.

"What on earth are you starring at?"

But she couldn't have been from earth, not her. Someone like that didn't just appear on his planet; no she was from a completely other galaxy.

One Richard could only dream of visiting. Victor waited patiently for his answer and he was relieved Babs hasn't notice Richard's gawking at another girl, it might have crushed her and Richard would have been slapped rather hard.

Which would probably be good for him at the moment.

Never the less his question went without answer and Victor was forced to see what Richard couldn't take his eyes off of. One glance and Victor knew exactly who it was and he shook his head for Richard had completely no clue.

Sorry, but he's going to have to figure that one out on his own.

All too soon (for Richard at least) the show came to a conclusion and people were on their feet applauding. Richard being one of them. Victor and Babs looked from him to each other and shrugged, maybe Richard liked fashion more than they knew.

"How wonderful, now let's go back stage to meet Kory!" Babs squealed as she took off towards backstage.

"You ready Richard; you looked hypnotized during the show. See something you like or rather someone?"

Richard scoffed and brushed Victor's hand off his shoulder, but Victor's look was nothing less than amused. Richard took a deep breath as he followed behind Babs's trail through the crowd.

He was calm. He could do it; he could look at that girl without fainting. He was already in love with Babs, why would he ever want to take this model up on an offer of him. No, he could resist.

They were led backstage with many other models, agents, clothes and other various things being pushed through the crowded room. They were lucky to be able to breathe and they soon found themselves in Kory's dressing room. Richard walked over to her vanity, picking up a bottle of mustard. He cocked an eyebrow and turned to Babs and Victor, holding up the small, yellow bottle.

"What kind of diets are these models on?"

Victor said nothing and Babs merely shrugged as she sat down on a small white couch that lay inside the room. Richard placed the bottle back down on the table and looked around, still seeing no model.

"Oh I can't wait to meet her."

Richard waved his hand in a carefree kind of way as he leaned against the archway of the door.

"Why? People like her are probably stuck up bitches."

"Sorry this stuck up bitch kept you waiting."

Richard nearly flipped out as he turned to see her standing behind him. He could feel his heart beating in his chest, but he thumped his rib cage, hoping it would stop.

It didn't.

Kory stood in the door way, hips cocked, and arms crossed over her chest. She had changed into skinny jeans and a white Chanel tank top from last year's summer collection. Babs gave Richard the meanest glare she could muster and if looks could kill, well the room would be one person short.

"I'm terribly sorry about him, my name is Barbra, but you may call me Babs. That's Victor and Richard who gave you that oh so warm welcome."

Richard grumbled and rolled his eyes, trying to avoid looking at her. What a lovely first impression, but now he had more reason to stay away from her and focus on Babs.

Kory's scowl slowly faded into a small smile as she shook hands with Babs and Victor, she too, for some reason or another, was avoiding him. Before he chanced another glance two other people walked into the dressing room.

"Oh Babs these are my managers and dearest friends Rachel and Gar."

Victor nodded his head towards them; he knew exactly who they were too. Gar bit back a grin, while rubbing the back of his neck and Rachel simply smiled softly. Richard took in both people, the girl with pale skin, short violet hair and matching eyes while the boy, oddly enough, had green hair, fair skin and forest green eyes.

It was like a blast from a past he couldn't remember.

"Kory we just came to tell you that you're room had water damaged and they couldn't find you a new one."

Kory sighed and sat down next to Babs on the couch, she slung her long legs on the white foot rest ahead of her and laid her head on a cushion.

"Okay, now where are we going to stay?"

A small smirk came to Richard's lips. The faster she left Gotham, the better it would be for him. He couldn't help, but whistle softly to himself.

"Why don't you stay with us?"

Richard's mind went into overload.

"What?!"

All eyes turned to Richard as he stood there, completely dumbfound that Babs had even asked a question like that. Didn't she know the possible torture he would have to endure? He was already suffering for being in the same room as her!

He couldn't possibly live with her.

Could he?

He didn't want to risk it.

"Sure, Bruce has room."

He clapped his hands over his mouth as the words spilled out, "shut up! Shut up!" he told himself, but it was too late the damage had been done. Kory smiled and thanked them as she began gathering her things. Victor's usual smirk was now on his face as he waltzed over to Richard.

"Looks like you have some new guest."

Richard mumbled a response, but could not be heard due to the clamped hands still over his mouth. Victor merely chuckled and walked away as Richard finally trusted himself enough to pry his hands away from his mouth.

Simply wonderful.

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Jeeze. Hmm. What do you guys think of the first chapter? I feel it might be a bit rushed, but I'm going to incorporate flashbacks and stuff, so let me know what you think. If you think it could be better than let me know and I might rewrite it, but if you like it then I'll keep it, cause I like it, but don't like it O.o weird to like and not like something. Oh and reason for Richard not remembering will come later!

Oh and I also might end up changing the summary, depending if I find something else I want it to say. I hate the limit, it really bugs me cause I can't fit everything I want on there for my summary . Oh well if I do change the summary the title will be the same so look out for that!

So please review my new story's first chapter!

Peace Out

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