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Summary: Bobby and Rogue, doom to spend their lives together without touching. How will the relationship work?
A/N: This is my first X-men fanfic. Actually, come to think of it, it's probably my first fic, so please review and tell me how well (or badly) I've done. This story comes after X-2 (both the movie AND the book.) ^^ equals flashbacks.
The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the sky was a typical Westchester blue. Inside a huge mansion with a sign that said "Xavier's school for gifted youngsters" however, things were not so calm.
"Kitty! How many times have I told you to watch where you're going?!" Scott Summers shouted, as a black-haired girl ran through him, causing the former to feel a jolt of electricity pass through his body. He gave a quiet sigh, and continued to walk on, his red shades hiding all emotion in his eyes.
From the corner, Rogue stood at a corner, watching as Cyclops shuffled away, his shoulders hunched. She felt a "slightly below body temperature" hand on her shoulder, and she turned with a smile. Bobby Drake, seventeen years old, smiled in return.
"What are you standing here for?" He asked, a amused glint in his sparkling blue eyes.
"Enjoying the scenery," was the coy reply as the couple began their way to the common room.
"Really?" Bobby asked, glancing down at his girlfriend. He gave her a cheeky smile. "What kind of scenery will there be without me?" Rogue rolled her eyes, and she playfully punched her boyfriend in the shoulder, causing him to cry out in mock-pain.
Rogue, however, narrowed her eyes in concern immediately. "Are you OK?" She asked, rubbing his shoulders, as if trying to sooth the pain.
"I'll feel better after a kiss," Bobby joked, a grin on his face. Almost immediately, his smile faded as he surveyed Rogue's reaction. "I was kidding," he hurried to explain. Rogue gave a forced smile.
"I know," she told him, as she walked away from him to join Kitty and Jubilee. Bobby watched her walk, his eyes focused on a distant point, his mind whirring back to a distant memory.
^Bobby kissed Rogue, for the first time, and for that few seconds, he felt bliss he had never known.^
^Bobby kissing Rogue again. Pleasure, so much pleasure, and then . . . pain. So much pain. Incredible pain. He pushed away from Rogue, breathing hard. He looked up at Rogue, and she turned away, not meeting his eyes, but not before he saw the hurt in her eyes.^
Bobby took a deep breath, shutting his eyes from the memory. That day had gone from bad to worse, with Ronnie calling the police and John nearly razing his house to the ground. The muscle in his jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed an angry icy-blue as he remembered his former best friend.
"Hey Iceman! Wanna shoot some hoops?" Sixteen year old and nine feet tall Peter called. Bobby snapped out of his trance, and he gave a smile, a semblance of the cheerful, happy-go-lucky Bobby. He nodded, with one last look at his girlfriend, who was laughing with whatever Jubilee was saying, he turned and ran towards the basketball court.
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Rogue stepped outside the mansion, breathing the fresh air. She knew that Bobby was at the basketball court; she had heard Peter invite her boyfriend to play about an hour ago. She knew that she had hurt Bobby with her attitude before, and that she owed him an apology. Besides, knowing that Bobby might be upset ruined her day, and although she had masked her own emotions in front of her friends, she couldn't concentrate on whatever she was doing.
She eyed the basketball court for a certain blond haired boy, but those that she found were not Bobby. She called out to Peter. "Hey, have you seen Bobby?"
"Yeah. He left fifteen minutes ago. Headed for the woods," Peter replied in his Russian accent.
Rogue thanked him and headed for the woods. The woods were far enough from the mansion that it was not visible from the woods to the mansion, but still near enough to stay within the boundaries of the school. She saw Bobby sitting on the ground, hunched over something, and she walked over quietly.
"Hey," she said, causing him to jump up in shock. He turned his head, his eyebrows raised.
"Hey yourself," he told her, hurriedly running his hand across the ground. Rogue stepped closer to him and looked over his shoulder. The ground was filled with water, water that was probably ice not too long ago. Rogue sat down next to him.
"What were you doing?" She asked, her head tilting to the puddle of water on the floor. Bobby shrugged, but didn't reply. Rogue studied him for a moment, before letting it go. She knew that if Bobby wanted to tell her, he would. "So, what are you doing here all alone?"
"Needed some quiet," was his succinct reply.
Rogue looked at him uncertainly. "I'm not . . . I'm not disturbing you, am I?" She asked.
Bobby turned his head to her, and shook his head with a smile. "Of course not. I love your company. I just thought you were upset with me because of my joke just now."
Rogue gave a relief sigh. "About that joke, Bobby I -,"
"I'm sorry," Bobby blurted out. He exhaled deeply. "Feel so much better now," he told her with a grin. "Look, I was insensitive, as usual. I'm sorry."
Rogue shook her head. "Bobby, you're never insensitive."
"You're just saying this cos' I'm your boyfriend," Bobby retorted with a playful whine.
"Do you want to get praised or not?" Rogue demanded. Bobby laughed, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder protectively. She leaned her head against his broad chest, breathing in his familiar scent. Bobby gave her a kiss on her hair and wrapped her around him more tightly.
Far away in the distance, Scott, with his perfect eyesight, caught sight of the loving couple and his throat contracted. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for the young couple, and hoped, that they would never have to go through the torture of spending their life without the other.
Like him.
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A/N: Well? How was it? Reviews please. And do you think I should continue or just leave the story as it is? Come one, hit that long purple button below that says "Submit Review". You know you want to. =D
Summary: Bobby and Rogue, doom to spend their lives together without touching. How will the relationship work?
A/N: This is my first X-men fanfic. Actually, come to think of it, it's probably my first fic, so please review and tell me how well (or badly) I've done. This story comes after X-2 (both the movie AND the book.) ^^ equals flashbacks.
The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the sky was a typical Westchester blue. Inside a huge mansion with a sign that said "Xavier's school for gifted youngsters" however, things were not so calm.
"Kitty! How many times have I told you to watch where you're going?!" Scott Summers shouted, as a black-haired girl ran through him, causing the former to feel a jolt of electricity pass through his body. He gave a quiet sigh, and continued to walk on, his red shades hiding all emotion in his eyes.
From the corner, Rogue stood at a corner, watching as Cyclops shuffled away, his shoulders hunched. She felt a "slightly below body temperature" hand on her shoulder, and she turned with a smile. Bobby Drake, seventeen years old, smiled in return.
"What are you standing here for?" He asked, a amused glint in his sparkling blue eyes.
"Enjoying the scenery," was the coy reply as the couple began their way to the common room.
"Really?" Bobby asked, glancing down at his girlfriend. He gave her a cheeky smile. "What kind of scenery will there be without me?" Rogue rolled her eyes, and she playfully punched her boyfriend in the shoulder, causing him to cry out in mock-pain.
Rogue, however, narrowed her eyes in concern immediately. "Are you OK?" She asked, rubbing his shoulders, as if trying to sooth the pain.
"I'll feel better after a kiss," Bobby joked, a grin on his face. Almost immediately, his smile faded as he surveyed Rogue's reaction. "I was kidding," he hurried to explain. Rogue gave a forced smile.
"I know," she told him, as she walked away from him to join Kitty and Jubilee. Bobby watched her walk, his eyes focused on a distant point, his mind whirring back to a distant memory.
^Bobby kissed Rogue, for the first time, and for that few seconds, he felt bliss he had never known.^
^Bobby kissing Rogue again. Pleasure, so much pleasure, and then . . . pain. So much pain. Incredible pain. He pushed away from Rogue, breathing hard. He looked up at Rogue, and she turned away, not meeting his eyes, but not before he saw the hurt in her eyes.^
Bobby took a deep breath, shutting his eyes from the memory. That day had gone from bad to worse, with Ronnie calling the police and John nearly razing his house to the ground. The muscle in his jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed an angry icy-blue as he remembered his former best friend.
"Hey Iceman! Wanna shoot some hoops?" Sixteen year old and nine feet tall Peter called. Bobby snapped out of his trance, and he gave a smile, a semblance of the cheerful, happy-go-lucky Bobby. He nodded, with one last look at his girlfriend, who was laughing with whatever Jubilee was saying, he turned and ran towards the basketball court.
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Rogue stepped outside the mansion, breathing the fresh air. She knew that Bobby was at the basketball court; she had heard Peter invite her boyfriend to play about an hour ago. She knew that she had hurt Bobby with her attitude before, and that she owed him an apology. Besides, knowing that Bobby might be upset ruined her day, and although she had masked her own emotions in front of her friends, she couldn't concentrate on whatever she was doing.
She eyed the basketball court for a certain blond haired boy, but those that she found were not Bobby. She called out to Peter. "Hey, have you seen Bobby?"
"Yeah. He left fifteen minutes ago. Headed for the woods," Peter replied in his Russian accent.
Rogue thanked him and headed for the woods. The woods were far enough from the mansion that it was not visible from the woods to the mansion, but still near enough to stay within the boundaries of the school. She saw Bobby sitting on the ground, hunched over something, and she walked over quietly.
"Hey," she said, causing him to jump up in shock. He turned his head, his eyebrows raised.
"Hey yourself," he told her, hurriedly running his hand across the ground. Rogue stepped closer to him and looked over his shoulder. The ground was filled with water, water that was probably ice not too long ago. Rogue sat down next to him.
"What were you doing?" She asked, her head tilting to the puddle of water on the floor. Bobby shrugged, but didn't reply. Rogue studied him for a moment, before letting it go. She knew that if Bobby wanted to tell her, he would. "So, what are you doing here all alone?"
"Needed some quiet," was his succinct reply.
Rogue looked at him uncertainly. "I'm not . . . I'm not disturbing you, am I?" She asked.
Bobby turned his head to her, and shook his head with a smile. "Of course not. I love your company. I just thought you were upset with me because of my joke just now."
Rogue gave a relief sigh. "About that joke, Bobby I -,"
"I'm sorry," Bobby blurted out. He exhaled deeply. "Feel so much better now," he told her with a grin. "Look, I was insensitive, as usual. I'm sorry."
Rogue shook her head. "Bobby, you're never insensitive."
"You're just saying this cos' I'm your boyfriend," Bobby retorted with a playful whine.
"Do you want to get praised or not?" Rogue demanded. Bobby laughed, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder protectively. She leaned her head against his broad chest, breathing in his familiar scent. Bobby gave her a kiss on her hair and wrapped her around him more tightly.
Far away in the distance, Scott, with his perfect eyesight, caught sight of the loving couple and his throat contracted. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for the young couple, and hoped, that they would never have to go through the torture of spending their life without the other.
Like him.
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A/N: Well? How was it? Reviews please. And do you think I should continue or just leave the story as it is? Come one, hit that long purple button below that says "Submit Review". You know you want to. =D