Too Much to Lose
Kitty Pride pranced around her room, clutching a phone to her chest. She felt lightheaded and giddy, and all she wanted to do was laugh and giggle. "What ah you so darn happy about?" Kitty whirled around, grinning like she was just elected leader of all parties. An annoyed Rogue stood in the doorway, leaning moodily against the door frame, glaring accusingly at Kitty. Kitty threw herself on her bed, closing her eyes and laughing. "Molly just told me that she like, heard Pietro talking to Fred!" Rogue looked disgusted, rolling her eyes and fluffing her bangs. "Yah, and what the hell is so darn special about that? I swear, yah get so worked up about all them little thangs." Rogue proclaimed, still glaring at Kitty. Kitty looked at Rogue like she was something rusty and obsolete, he grin managing to cling to her face. Tossing Rogue the phone, she wiggled around on the bed, still giddy. "Like, duh, Rogue! Pietro was like, talking about Lance! Lance!" Rogue snorted and threw the phone back at Kitty, hitting her upside the head. "And tha evangelists talked about Jesus. Jesus!" She mocked, huffing and walking out of the room. Kitty rubbed her head where the phone hit her, sticking her tongue out at Rogue's back. Dialing another number, she prepared herself for another round of rumors.
Rogue stalked out of the mansion, slamming the thick oak doors behind her. She needed to get away from all of them, all of the happiness. At least outside it was gray and cloudy, that at least she could relate with. She rolled her eyes again as Kitty's happy gurgling popped up in her mind, swirling around her thoughts. That girl needed to open her eyes. Lance was a jerk. He might be nice to Kitty, but Rogue had seen him for what he really was. Someone like her. She jumped the institute fence, swinging her legs nimbly over the top bars. She wouldn't be missed if she went for a little walk, no one noticed her anyhow. She shoved her hands into her pockets, her eyes trained on the gray sidewalk. Why couldn't she relate to anyone? Why........."AH!" Something hit Rogue hard and fast, knocking her back into the sidewalk. A large weight was laying on top of her, and she twisted her neck around to see what it was. Before she could see, the weight was suddenly lifted and a hand was clenching hers, helping her to her feet. She gasped. "Pietro?! What in tha world?" Pietro looked liked he was about to dash away, but Rogue could tell he was fighting the reflexes by the way his tight leg muscles were twitching. "I'mverysorry......I gottago, no harshfeelings." Rogue grabbed his arm and was tugged along as he flew along the pavement, slowing him down. "Pietro, stick with me for ah while. Ah.....Ah could use some company." Peitro looked panicked and very unthreatening, and it made Rogue want to laugh. Pietro took on a swift calculating look and started to walk beside her. "Iguessitcan't...I guess it can't hurt anything." He mumbled, slowing down his words at Rogue's confused look. "Ah goodie, What can we talk about?" Rogue chirped in a falsely cheery voice, clapping her hands together for extra effect. Pietro chuckled, giving her a sad sideways glance. "Here's an interesting subject. Why did you leave us? I mean, what theyhavetherecantbebetterthan..." Rogue looked surprised, than a gloomy look passed her face. She was hoping the subject wouldn't pop up. She took a deep breath, trying to think of the right words. " Ah, Pietro, could we sit for just ah moment?" Pietro nodded, looking around for a bench. Rogue huffed and took things into her own hands, sitting down under a tree. It was the idea that counted.... Pietro sat down after a bit of hesitation, leaning against the tree's trunk. 'The reason Ah left tha brotherhood is that...there Ah felt sooner or later my powers would cause, ah, physical harm, if ya get what I'm sayin." Pietro looked confused and shook his head, motioning for her to go on. She did without hesitation, feeling lighter to get it off her mind. " Well, you all in tha brotherhood are boys, and last time ah checked Ah was a girl, and I was scared things would advanced quicker than at the Institute, where gals and guys ah separated. Ah was afraid ah was going ta hurt one of ya, so I left to control mah powers. Please understand." Pietro looked taken aback, his eyes wide and his jaw slacked. In a second he regained his speaking ability, and when he spoke, everything came out in a jumbled flow. "I...Imean,Rogue,Ithinknoneofuswouldtakeadvantageofyouifthatwaswhatyouwerein sinuating.Ireallydon'tunderstand..." He gasped out, his hands clenching tufts of grass. Rouge smiled and took his hand, caressing his palm with her gloved fingers. "Ah'm sorry if Ah made you sad or somethin.... Maybe we can talk this out ovah a nice long walk tomorrow? They'll be expecting me back now....that is, if they noticed Ah was even gone." Pietro gave her one last long look and gave her a surprised smile, doing something very unexpected. Picking her up, he ran as fast as he could to the Institute, a devilish smile on his face. "What Ah ya doin? Ah'm gonna get dizzy! Hahahah..." They both started laughing, barely caring that it had started raining. When they finally got there, they looked like they had gone through a tornado. Their hair was wet and wind tangled and their faces were streaked with rain. Pietro's white shirt was plastered to his thin, lithe body and Rogue's clothes were wet but none worse for the wear. Shoving some wet hair out of her face, Rogue clutched Pietro arm to keep from falling over, motion sickness and laughing were not a good mix. After she regained her breath, she put on a serious façade and pushed a gloved finger into Pietro's chest, frowning. "Ya are so lucky that Ah was fully clothed." Pietro smiled and gave her a mischievous look, his heart fluttering. "Or was I? Just kidding! Don't hit me!" Rogue looked astonished for a moment but then grinned. "I'll meet you at three. Outside the gate?" Pietro mirrored her grin, tugging on his wet shirt. "It's a date."
AN: Did you like? I have never seen one of these, but I might be wrong. Do you want another chapter?
Kitty Pride pranced around her room, clutching a phone to her chest. She felt lightheaded and giddy, and all she wanted to do was laugh and giggle. "What ah you so darn happy about?" Kitty whirled around, grinning like she was just elected leader of all parties. An annoyed Rogue stood in the doorway, leaning moodily against the door frame, glaring accusingly at Kitty. Kitty threw herself on her bed, closing her eyes and laughing. "Molly just told me that she like, heard Pietro talking to Fred!" Rogue looked disgusted, rolling her eyes and fluffing her bangs. "Yah, and what the hell is so darn special about that? I swear, yah get so worked up about all them little thangs." Rogue proclaimed, still glaring at Kitty. Kitty looked at Rogue like she was something rusty and obsolete, he grin managing to cling to her face. Tossing Rogue the phone, she wiggled around on the bed, still giddy. "Like, duh, Rogue! Pietro was like, talking about Lance! Lance!" Rogue snorted and threw the phone back at Kitty, hitting her upside the head. "And tha evangelists talked about Jesus. Jesus!" She mocked, huffing and walking out of the room. Kitty rubbed her head where the phone hit her, sticking her tongue out at Rogue's back. Dialing another number, she prepared herself for another round of rumors.
Rogue stalked out of the mansion, slamming the thick oak doors behind her. She needed to get away from all of them, all of the happiness. At least outside it was gray and cloudy, that at least she could relate with. She rolled her eyes again as Kitty's happy gurgling popped up in her mind, swirling around her thoughts. That girl needed to open her eyes. Lance was a jerk. He might be nice to Kitty, but Rogue had seen him for what he really was. Someone like her. She jumped the institute fence, swinging her legs nimbly over the top bars. She wouldn't be missed if she went for a little walk, no one noticed her anyhow. She shoved her hands into her pockets, her eyes trained on the gray sidewalk. Why couldn't she relate to anyone? Why........."AH!" Something hit Rogue hard and fast, knocking her back into the sidewalk. A large weight was laying on top of her, and she twisted her neck around to see what it was. Before she could see, the weight was suddenly lifted and a hand was clenching hers, helping her to her feet. She gasped. "Pietro?! What in tha world?" Pietro looked liked he was about to dash away, but Rogue could tell he was fighting the reflexes by the way his tight leg muscles were twitching. "I'mverysorry......I gottago, no harshfeelings." Rogue grabbed his arm and was tugged along as he flew along the pavement, slowing him down. "Pietro, stick with me for ah while. Ah.....Ah could use some company." Peitro looked panicked and very unthreatening, and it made Rogue want to laugh. Pietro took on a swift calculating look and started to walk beside her. "Iguessitcan't...I guess it can't hurt anything." He mumbled, slowing down his words at Rogue's confused look. "Ah goodie, What can we talk about?" Rogue chirped in a falsely cheery voice, clapping her hands together for extra effect. Pietro chuckled, giving her a sad sideways glance. "Here's an interesting subject. Why did you leave us? I mean, what theyhavetherecantbebetterthan..." Rogue looked surprised, than a gloomy look passed her face. She was hoping the subject wouldn't pop up. She took a deep breath, trying to think of the right words. " Ah, Pietro, could we sit for just ah moment?" Pietro nodded, looking around for a bench. Rogue huffed and took things into her own hands, sitting down under a tree. It was the idea that counted.... Pietro sat down after a bit of hesitation, leaning against the tree's trunk. 'The reason Ah left tha brotherhood is that...there Ah felt sooner or later my powers would cause, ah, physical harm, if ya get what I'm sayin." Pietro looked confused and shook his head, motioning for her to go on. She did without hesitation, feeling lighter to get it off her mind. " Well, you all in tha brotherhood are boys, and last time ah checked Ah was a girl, and I was scared things would advanced quicker than at the Institute, where gals and guys ah separated. Ah was afraid ah was going ta hurt one of ya, so I left to control mah powers. Please understand." Pietro looked taken aback, his eyes wide and his jaw slacked. In a second he regained his speaking ability, and when he spoke, everything came out in a jumbled flow. "I...Imean,Rogue,Ithinknoneofuswouldtakeadvantageofyouifthatwaswhatyouwerein sinuating.Ireallydon'tunderstand..." He gasped out, his hands clenching tufts of grass. Rouge smiled and took his hand, caressing his palm with her gloved fingers. "Ah'm sorry if Ah made you sad or somethin.... Maybe we can talk this out ovah a nice long walk tomorrow? They'll be expecting me back now....that is, if they noticed Ah was even gone." Pietro gave her one last long look and gave her a surprised smile, doing something very unexpected. Picking her up, he ran as fast as he could to the Institute, a devilish smile on his face. "What Ah ya doin? Ah'm gonna get dizzy! Hahahah..." They both started laughing, barely caring that it had started raining. When they finally got there, they looked like they had gone through a tornado. Their hair was wet and wind tangled and their faces were streaked with rain. Pietro's white shirt was plastered to his thin, lithe body and Rogue's clothes were wet but none worse for the wear. Shoving some wet hair out of her face, Rogue clutched Pietro arm to keep from falling over, motion sickness and laughing were not a good mix. After she regained her breath, she put on a serious façade and pushed a gloved finger into Pietro's chest, frowning. "Ya are so lucky that Ah was fully clothed." Pietro smiled and gave her a mischievous look, his heart fluttering. "Or was I? Just kidding! Don't hit me!" Rogue looked astonished for a moment but then grinned. "I'll meet you at three. Outside the gate?" Pietro mirrored her grin, tugging on his wet shirt. "It's a date."
AN: Did you like? I have never seen one of these, but I might be wrong. Do you want another chapter?