This is a re-post. I decided the first time I posted this, it died. So I chose to post it again. I hope you like it, I worked really hard on it. Personally, I think the second chapter is better than the first, so be sure to review so I can know if you like it! Hehe. I just LURVE writing humor fics… Anyway, peace!

Confusion and Confession

When a simple attempt to make Robin enjoy his birthday goes terribly wrong, there is utter love-struck mayhem. Can the Titans remain friends? Robin/Starfire. Please R&R.

Rated PG.

Disclaimer: Do we REALLY need to go trough this? On fanfiction. net, of all places!?

Confusion and Confession

Robin looked up and jumped back with a small shout of surprise. Beast Boy's nose was about half an inch from Robin's, and a DVD was hovering above their heads.

"Beast Boy, for the last time," Robin growled, pushing Beast Boy away, "it's Valentine's day and I, for one, WANT TO HAVE SOME PEACE AND QUIET!"

"But… but…"

"No. I don't want to hear it. Get out of my room. NOW."

Beast Boy was just about to step into the hall, when he looked over his shoulder with wide, pleading eyes. "But –"

"NOW!" Robin chucked a random item at Beast Boy. That random item happened to be his birderang. Beast Boy ran away screaming.

Robin sighed heavily and flopped backwards onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, before there was a light knock on the door.

"Beast Boy, for that last time…" he began instantly.

"Robin, it's Raven," Raven said through the door.

"Oh." Robin didn't know whether to feel relieved or irritated. "Come in then, I guess."

The door opened and Raven stepped inside. She blinked. "You spent an hour in here in the dark?" she said.

"Yeah. But I doubt that's why you came here – to check if I had the lights on."

"You're right." Raven leaned against the wall. She studied her nails, flicking down one finger as she counted down from five. "Five… four… three… two… one…"

"ATTENTION ROBIN!" Cyborg's voice boomed over the intercom.

"My work here is done," Raven said lazily, and strode out.

Robin sat in his room, waiting for more. What was going on?


"WHAT!?" he shouted at the top of his lungs, feeling aggravated.


Robin narrowed his eyes. "Not likely." He got up and locked the door. "Let me sulk in peace." He turned and sat back down on the bed. He knew sooner or later they would get that door open – whether Raven unlocked it with her powers or Cyborg knocked it down or Starfire blew it up with her starbolts – and they would drag him out of his room to be with them. But he also knew he wouldn't go without a fight.

What caught him by surprise is they tried to make a truce first.

Robin was hiding under his bed, waiting for them to come, when there was a knock on the door. "Robin, it is I, Starfire."

Robin shrunk back deeper into the shadows of his bed. "Go away," he whispered, his eyes locked on the door.

"Please, I wish to speak to you."

"No. Go away." He winced. For some reason he always hated being cold towards Starfire but sometimes he couldn't help it.

"But Robin… we only wish to –"

"I SAID go away," he told her, his voice rising. "I know what you guys want to do, so just do it without me, okay!?"

"Robin… do not force us to…"

"You wouldn't hurt me," he stated icily, and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, remembering when he had been forced to fight them because he had been Slade's apprentice.


"GO AWAY." He rolled over so that his back faced the door and curled up in a ball. He wanted to shut out all of the bad memories… all of the pain. He listened carefully, almost expecting her to continue her instance, but she didn't speak again.

And then it happened.

They brought the door crashing down and dragged him out from under the bed.

"Come on Robin!" Beast Boy pleaded. "It'll be fun!"

"NO!" Robin cried, fighting to get back to his bed, find something to grab on to. Cyborg held him back by grabbing hold of Robin's cape.

"Robin," Starfire began, reaching out to him.

"I… SAID… NO!" Robin cried, slipping out of his cape. Cyborg held the cape and stared at it.


Robin stood there panting, glaring at each of them in turn. Without his cape he looked strange, so, even though they wanted to bow their heads in regret, they stared.

"Get out. I just want to be alone today. Is that so hard to understand?"

"But it's your BIRTHDAY, MOVIE NIGHT, and VALENTINES DAY," Beast Boy said, folding his arms and scowling.

Robin hustled them all out of his room. Just before he shut the door, he hung his head and said, very quietly, "That's exactly the reason I want to be alone."


The door closed.

"Starfire, you know flowers aren't going to make him come out, right?" Beast Boy said. Starfire stood in the center of the room, tenderly wrapping up a bouquet out of strange, large-leaved flowers. Beast Boy leaned in to get a better look, and Starfire snatched them away. She clutched them so tightly one stem snapped and a tiny flower fluttered to the floor.

"NO! Do not breathe in the pollen!" she cried.

"Why not?"

"Because it is a special Tamaranian flower that makes a certain person easily… what is the word? Oh yes. Persuaded. Persuaded for a certain amount of time."


"It will make Robin listen to us," she said. "Or… listen to me, rather."

"Why just you?"

Starfire sighed. "The pollen infatuates a person for a limited amount of time."


"It means the flower's smell will make Robin fall in love for a little while," Cyborg said off-handedly, not taking his eyes off of the paper.

"Isn't that illegal on your planet or something?" Beast Boy asked, looking confused.

"Well, yes…" Starfire said, avoiding his gaze. "But I am not on my home planet anymore." She smiled.

"Wow, Star, I never knew you could work up the guts to do that," Beast Boy said.

"I can," she said, shrugging.

"Well, go knock him dead," Beast Boy said, flopping back on the couch.

"Why would I -?"

"It's a figure of speech," Raven said monotonously. "It means go get him."

"Oh." She looked at her flowers. "Then 'knock him dead' I shall."


Robin was in the bathroom with the door locked, hoping that the hot bathwater would take his mind off of his birthday. He heard Starfire knock and call, but he ignored her as best he could.

"Robin? If you do not answer I shall enter," she warned.

Robin rolled his eyes and sank deeper into the foamy water. "Go right on ahead," he muttered. "You did worse earlier."

He heard the door whoosh open.

Starfire stepped timidly into the room. She glanced around the room and noticed the door to the bathroom was shut. She guessed he was in there and, not wanting to disturb him any further, set the flowers on the bed next to his clothes. She smiled, and slowly backed out of the room.

Her plan would be in effect very, very soon.

Finally Robin could stand the silence of the bathroom no more and got out of the tub. When he entered his bedroom, not only were his clothes waiting for him, but so was a bunch of flowers. Robin ignored them until he was dressed again, then picked them up inquisitively. He shifted the leaves around, curious. "What on earth…?"

He looked around, then sat down with the strange flowers. He set them down a moment and stared at them. He tilted his head to one side, curious. Finally, he sighed, picked the flowers back up, and studied them. Why on earth would Starfire want to give him FLOWERS after he had been so cruel?

He slowly brought them up to his face and took a deep breath. They smelled very sweet, so sweet, in fact, he had a small coughing spell after smelling them. He set them back down and coughed one final time. "Ah… that's strong…" he wheezed. He suddenly felt so very dizzy… He stumbled around a moment, then leaned against the wall to catch his breath. His life flashed before his eyes.

No wait.

STARFIRE was flashing before his eyes. Several different images… were passing by in rapid succession. Kitten's prom… hugging Terra… force-feeding Beast Boy the Pudding of Sadness… meditating beside Raven… playing volleyball on the roof… popping out of her transformation cocoon… fighting with her older sister… swooning over Aqualad…

Robin shook his head, but it only made him even dizzier. "Ugh," he groaned. What's happening to me?

He coughed and stumbled over to his bed, where he lay down and closed his eyes, waiting for this strange sensation to pass.

Starfire laughing at one of Beast Boy's jokes… insisting Robin and Cyborg stop fighting… giggling at Larry's frenzied antics… slurping down a bottle of mustard… dropping her guard and telling Robin to blow her to bits if he wished… plunging through Warp's time portal… attacking Plasmus… grabbing Robin's hand and lifting him out of danger's way… telling Fang to "get his legs off her boy…" Starfire trying cotton candy and finding she liked it… asking innocently what certain words meant… watching "Wicked Scary" and hiding behind Robin's cape… catching Robin, Beast Boy, and Cyborg's puppet bodies while she herself was in Raven's body… her pale face when she found out about Terra's betrayal…

Several more images plunged on through his mind, before finally it ended. Robin didn't dare open his eyes a moment, but then slowly he lifted his eyelids – which felt as if they weighed half a ton. He stared at the ceiling, breathing slowly.

"What was that?" he asked aloud to no one in particular.

The intercom crackled to life. Starfire's voice echoed through his room.

"Robin, please join us. We are sad without you…"

"AND BRING A GOOD ATTITUDE!" bellowed Beast Boy.

Robin felt his body go numb. His dizziness returned, and he felt the strangest sensation in the pit of his stomach. It was like… butterflies. He felt light-headed. Almost sickeningly so… He stood up, finding that he could not deny Starfire of her simple request…

He headed to the living room, astonished at his own lack of willpower. He stepped into the room, head hung. He sighed heavily. "Here I am," he grumbled. "Let's get this over with…"

Starfire floated up and grabbed his hand, dragging him up to the table. Beast Boy, Raven, and Cyborg were grinning and acting like idiots. Beast Boy was even blowing on a noisemaker.

"Look, I want to just go through this like a civilized person…" Robin muttered, ignoring the hot, prickling feeling that came from Starfire's touch. "No singing, at the very least."

"I can live with that," said Raven, and chucked her party hat across the room. Beast Boy's face fell.

Starfire looked wounded. "You… do not wish to engage in the annual day of birth celebration?"

Robin blinked and looked up at her crestfallen face. His stomach clenched tightly, and it hurt. He frowned. "Well…" he said thoughtfully, averting his eyes. "I guess… it would be alright… if you really want to…"

Starfire grinned at him. "Glorious!" she laughed, hugging him.

He felt a foreign heat creep up his face. He could sense it instantly – he was blushing. "Uh… right… Star…"

Cyborg smiled and hurried to stifle a snort.


"But you did," Raven pointed out.

"You're point?"

"You CHOSE to come out here. Why?"

Robin blinked. "Um… well… I don't know why. Probably because you were going to get me sooner or later anyway…"

"Sure," Raven sighed. "Look, are we gonna do the whole birthday think or what?"

"Yeah, okay…" Robin muttered.

And they trudged through the whole thing – Starfire's singing, half-eaten and overly-frosted cake, hurriedly wrapped presents, sincerely cheesy valentine cards, balloons that made Beast Boy's hair stand on end, stale chocolates, and, finally, one of Beast Boy's horror movies.

It wasn't scary.

"Are we done now?" Robin asked loudly, leaning against Starfire. She was fiddling with the hem of his cape, looking bored.

"I don't know," Beast Boy snapped. "Are we?"

"What's this?" Raven whispered, reaching down and picking up a tiny flower that lay on the floor. "A flower?" She looked around. "Must have fallen out of one of the bouquets." She sniffed it. She was about to set it down, when she lapsed into a coughing fit.

"Raven! Are you okay?" Beast Boy cried, looking alarmed. He jumped over the back of the couch and ran over to her.

Raven sank to her knees, coughing so hard her face turned red. Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg rushed over, looking concerned. They sank to her side, and Cyborg patted her shoulder. She stopped coughing, and lay down on the floor.

"So dizzy…" she murmured. "My poor head…" She squeezed her eyes shut and clutched her face, bringing her knees up to her chest.

"Raven? Raven, what's wrong?"

After one final cough and a long pause, Raven sat up slowly, her eyes wide. "Nothing… Nothing, I think I feel better now. That was weird… I wonder…"

Beast Boy picked up the flower and turned it every which way. Shrugging, he tossed it into a candle burning nearby. It caught ablaze, and Robin could smell its faint aroma all the way across the room. He gasped. He knew that smell…

Everyone started coughing, clutching the person closest to them. Robin and Raven recovered first, quickly followed by Beast Boy, Starfire, and Cyborg. For a moment they just sat there, staring at each other, and then it happened.

They all exploded. No, not literally – it was an emotional explosion.

Raven threw herself at Cyborg, who threw himself at Starfire. She screamed and buried her face in Robin's chest. Cyborg instantly started shouting at Robin, a stream of indecipherable curse words and threats and hates, and Robin found himself shouting back, holding Starfire as if she were a small child. Beast Boy was holding on to the hem of Raven's cloak for dear life, blubbering several confessions at once. She was shouting at him and trying to gain Cyborg's attention at the same time, so it sounded something like this: "BEAST BOY GET OFF ME! CYBORG, I – BEAST BOY! I SAID GET… CYBORG! WAIT! I HAVE TO… GET OFF OF ME, WILL YOU!? CYBORG…"

The entire room was filled with shouts. Cyborg was shouting something about Robin stealing Starfire, and Robin was shouting back about how he did no such thing and that Cyborg didn't like Starfire as much as he thought he did… And then there was the Raven – Beast Boy squabble. Beast Boy wanted Raven's attention badly, and Raven was too busy tugging on Cyborg's arm to notice much other than that Beast Boy was delaying her desperate need to tell Cyborg she liked him…

It was utter chaos.

Raven had given up Beast Boy all together, and was now screaming in Cyborg's ear. "WILL YOU PAY ATTENTION TO ME!?"

"STARFIRE LIKES ME AND YOU KNOW IT!" Cyborg bellowed at Robin.

Robin hugged the weeping Starfire tighter. "IF SHE LIKES YOU THEN WHY IS SHE CRYING!?"

"I LIKE ROBIN!" Starfire shrieked. "LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE!"

"RAVEN! RAVEN, PLEASE!" Beast Boy wailed, kneeling at her feet.

She kicked him out of her way and was trying to shake Cyborg to the point he would talk to her. "CYBOOOOOOOOOORG!"


"SHE WON'T LET GO OF ME!" Robin insisted at the top of his lungs. "THERE'S NOTHING EITHER OF US CAN DO ABOUT IT SO LET ME BE!"


"I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING IMPORTANT!" Raven screamed back, stamping her foot and smashing Beast Boy's fingers.


"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANY LONGER!" Robin shouted. He jerked to his feet so suddenly Starfire was unsettled. She hit the floor with a faint thud and she stared, wide-eyed at Robin. "I'M OUT OF HERE!" And with that, he turned on his heel and marched into his room. He threw himself on his bed, listening to the muffled sounds of battle outside his door.

"Happy birthday," he said loudly and bitterly to the wall. He folded his arms, huffing, and pulled his knees to his chest. "To nobody."

Author's Notes: Ahem. Yes, this is NOT my best writing, but it's far from my worst. For some reason writing this argument makes me crack up... Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Please reveiw.