6Here's a short first chapter.
One, one, one, one, one, one, one, one!
Chapter one!
Time for another chapter story, if I ever finish this! YAY!
Anyways...
Disclaimer for all chapters - I do not own, nor will I ever own any of these amazing characters, DC Nation is the owner of them all.
Warnings for the entire story - sex, rape, trama, cursing, both badness and goodness of many varieties! RATED M+!
Chapter One - Insomnia
"Teenagers need between 8 to 10 hours of sleep, while adults should get 7 to 9 hours." - Clare Kittredge
Robin stretched as he entered the common area, stifling a yawn. He didn't understand his sudden fatigue, having come on suddenly a week prior, hitting like a locomotive, though he didn't show it, remaining as normal as able, walking through the kitchen to brewing some coffee.
"Ruff night?" Raven asked as she entered the room, joining him, but instead of coffee, she brewed tea.
"No, I actually managed seven hours." He smiled, that two more than usual, trying not to let on how tired he actually felt, that the main reason he'd gone to sleep so early to begin with. Seeing past the attempt, she could tell, enhanced senses easily noting his situation, posture ever so slightly bent due to exhaustion, breathing a bit slower, even the slightly different balance of black and white on his domino mask making it clear.
Despite, she didn't speak, sipping her glass, floating towards the table, remaining silent through their encounter, enjoying the usual silence. They sat, allowing morning to slowly dwindle as they drank their varying warmths, relishing in the calm atmosphere enveloping them, Robin, nearly dozing off, but managed to keep his eyes opened despite, if only just. Again, Raven noticed, watching the bird with a steadied gaze, as his lips welcomed the black lake, quickly downing a few gulps, which he only ever did on days he hadn't been able to sleep at all. Again she didn't comment, figuring he'd had one of those nights where you go to sleep, but your brain doesn't register your sleeping.
By the time, Cyborg, entered the room, Robin, was on his second cup, hoping the weariness would subside, which it eventually would, if only just.
"Mornin'." Cy said as he entered.
"Where's, Starfire?" Robin asked. She usually tailed him to the kitchen in the mornings.
"Don' know, I think she's still sleepin'." That wasn't new, from time to time she stayed in bed, though it was rare, she was usually an early riser.
"Okay, but if, Beast Boy, comes out first we should worry." Cy laughed at the leaders words, even, Rae, sparing a chuckle, all knowing he'd be in bed 'til noon, if not later.
"Sounds fair." Cy said, cooking a pan of bacon, which sizzled, emmiting it's scent through the common area..
Luckily, Beast Boy, still slept when, Star, entered a moment later, hands outstretched in her usual cheerful entrance.
"Hello, my friends! I wish you the good mornings!" She beamed, seeing half the team crowded around the table, soon to join them, after gaining food herself, her meal wriggling on the plate.
"Hey dudes!" Bea said as he entered around noon, shifting to a cat, stretching.
"Mornin'" Cy said, chanling morphing back to a human, though still scratching his ear with his foot.
"The good mornings, my friend!" Star gave him an equally cheery greeting to what she'd given the others.
The remainder of the day went on as normal, well, mostly normal, Robin, nearly swinging into a building, barley managing evasion, surly awake after that.
When night shrouded the sky, he practically forced himself to shower, feeling dirty, eyes heavy despite the cool spray meeting his weary skin, almost passing out once or twice. He threw on a pair of sweats and a giant tee, crawled into bed, groaning, not even finding the energy to lift the covers, falling into the void almost immediately, form pulling blankets around him despite.
The next morning he found training near impossible, though did it nonetheless, showering, head leaning against a wall while he did, before going for his required pot of coffee.
"Morning." Raven said, watching him walk in, raising a brow as he nearly lost his footing.
"Morning…" He even sounded tired, she noted, seeing him lean against the counter, eyes practically closed.
"No sleep?" She asked, hearing him sigh.
"I thought I did… guess not…" He walked to the table with his searing liquid, sitting at the table.
"How long?" The monotone met him.
"What…?"
"How long have you not been sleeping?"
"I've been sleeping, but when I wake up it's like I stayed up all night… it started a week ago..." He yawned, head leaning against hand.
"You should ask, Cyborg, about it when he wakes up." She sipped her tea, watching the other begin to chug his mug, not even the heat helping him wake.
Cyborg entered next, Star tailing behind.
"Hello, I wish you all the good mornings!" She said as she usually did, flying towards the pair residing at the table. "Friend, Robin?" The young Tamaranian tilted her head to the side, staring inquizedly at the bird.
"Rob?" The half metal teen walked towards the table, mimicking the girl, as his head shifted. "Robi-"
"Mhh!" He head slid off his hand, startling him awake, seeing the others surrounding him.
"Oh… sorry… yeah…?" He rubbed the back of his neck, stifling a yawn.
"Man, have you been sleepin'?"
"Yeah… just doesn't feel like it…" He started dozing again despite himself.
"You don't usually get like this after a night without sleep." He didn't gain a response, Robin, already out like a light.
"He said he's been like this for a week." Raven answered for him, Cy, looking over.
"I think I'll give him a look when he wakes up. For now just let him sleep, I've never seen him so out of it, man."
An hour later they heard something arise from the boy's throat, a growl, a low, deep growl, all eyes turning to him, not being long when his head shot up, force causing his chair to fall back with a crash.
"Robin!"
"Mmhh..." His hand moved, touching the back of his head, having hit tile, hissing as he sat up, using a hand for support, Cyborg helping him up the rest of the way.
"Thanks…" He said, checking his fingers, relieved to find he wasn't bleeding.
"Come on, man, I'm going to try to figure out what's goin' on with you." Cyborg said, leading him to the medical wing.
"This doesn't make any sense! It says your heart rates two-twenty! It shouldn't be over a hundred." He scanned the pages. "Maybe it's broken?" He hummed to himself, voice low. "Okay, man, go to sleep… I'm gonna' try and fix the machine." The boy nodded, walking towards his room.
Cyborg told, Raven, to keep eye on the boy's state, worried something would happen, staring at the absurd tests he'd done to the teen, stating he had a temperature of seven hundred and fifty degrees, scratching his head, was that broken to?
"Raven? Is he okay?" Cy asked as he entered the common area, seeing her meditating in the corner.
"Yes."
"I think somethings seriously wrong with him."
"What do you mean?" The girl stood, accepting the papers as they were offered. "Seven fifty? Maybe it's broken."
"I thought that to, but I tried it on, Beast Boy, it was normal. Tried it on Star and myself to, normal… but that can't be right… he doesn't feel warm at all…"
"Try taking it again." She handed the information back, something must have been wrong with the machines.
When the alarm rang, Robin, was forced back into his room when he entered the living quarters.
"I'm fine… I can't just not work..." He tried, though, Cyborg, stood firm.
"Go to sleep, man, you are in no condition to fight right now."
"What's wrong with, Rob?" Beast Boy, who'd been asleep during the mornings events, asked.
"Nothing…" The leader tried.
"He hasn't been able to sleep for the past week." Cy informed.
"Dude! Go to sleep!" Beast Boy said, information causing him to grip his head in an over exaggerated manner.
"I don't need to… I swear I'm fine…" He gave one last attempt, though was herded back to his room, pretty much locked in.
"Go to sleep!" The oldest Titan screamed past his door. "I need to check some of your tests when we get back!" The team left him to snooze.
Robin bitterly decided he wouldn't sleep, though soon found he really had no choice in the matter, falling despite his refusal, having laid on the bed, if only to stare at the ceiling, but finding his lids droop.
The Titans returned after the sun had set, Cyborg, deciding the tests could wait, finding their leader sleeping, which was good, hoping in the morning he'd be rested, though the question of why his temperature and heart rate where so high made him consider waking him despite.
Short chapter, I know, "longer" second chapter though.
Chapter one, my friends, I know exactly what I'm doing with this one, suddenly felt need to write this instead of what I actually was writing, so yeah, hope you like it.
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