Bobby Drake, otherwise known as Iceman, sat on the roof of the mansion, his
eyes focused on the stars in the sky. He felt the Professor brush through
his mind, as he always did to locate each and every student in the school.
"Why are you on the roof, Robert?" Charles Xavier's voice called out in his mind.
"I just need some time alone, Professor. I'll be down soon." He felt the professor's approval, and the sudden lack of the professor's presence in his mind. He thought back to recent events - his confession to his family about being a mutant, Ronnie's betrayal, the incident at Alkali Lake. But all those paled in comparison as he remembered, with a bittersweet smile, his first kiss with Rouge. The passion, and the pain.
"The professor said you were here," a farmilar voice rang in the stillness of the night. Bobby turned, and gave the newcomer a smile. Rogue sat down next to him, close, yet careful not to touch him. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between them. "I culdn't find you in the kitchen," she started.
Bobby shrugged. "I didn't feel like having ice cream." Cold, just like his code name.
Rogue kept quiet, studying her boyfriend. Her head was tilted to one side, trying to explain his cold attitude. "Bobby," she said, before stopping. She knew it had to end. She knew it the day it started. A relationship without touch. How unfair was that, especially for Bobby? She knew he had tried to be understanding, but he was just a teenage boy. The incident in his room only proved it.
"It's getting cold," she told him, rubbing her hands through her gloves.
"I don't feel cold," was the only reply. Rogue nodded. "I'll go down first then," she told him, standing up awkwardly. She took a few steps, before stopping and turning to face the back of her boyfriend. "I'm sorry," she apologized.
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Bobby heard her apologize, and her footsteps leaving. He stood up hurriedly, and caught up before she could take the stairs down. He grabbed her arm gently, stopping her. "I'm sorry," he told her, his ice-blue eyes filled with guilt. "I'm so sorry."
Rogue smiled at him, placing a gloved hand on his cheek. "For what?" she whispered.
"For being a jerk," he replied. "It's just all these," he burst out, waving his hands in frustration. "I feel like some freak. Why can't I just be a normal teenager? I'm eighteen! I'm supposed to go out on dates, play football matches, spend time with my family. I'm not supposed to fight battles, create ice, be disowned by my family!"
Rogue looked away, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "Is that what you want? To play football? To have a normal life?" She looked at him, and her last sentence was whispered softly, almost heart-breakingly. "Is that what you really want, to go on dates with other girls?"
"No," he protested. "You know I don't mean that. I was just saying, like the stupid blabbering moron I am." He took Rogue's hands in his. "Rogue, you're the best thing that ever happened to me, and I'm not going to change that." He gave her hug, carefully shifting his head and neck away from her skin. "I won't change it for the world."
Rogue pushed him away lightly. "Yes you will. You say you won't, but one day you will. Bobby, it's better to end now, it'll save us both from more pain." Bobby opened his mouth to protest, but Rogue shook her head. "Find someone normal, Bobby. Someone you can touch, and hold, and kiss. I can't be that someone." Saying that, Rogue turned, and walked down the stairs.
Bobby didn't stop her. He didn't lie to people he love.
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This is my first x-men fic. I'm a pure Bobby/Rogue shipper, and don't worry. This story is not ending here. Let's hope I did well on my first attempt, but I wouldn't know until you people review! =D **hint**
"Why are you on the roof, Robert?" Charles Xavier's voice called out in his mind.
"I just need some time alone, Professor. I'll be down soon." He felt the professor's approval, and the sudden lack of the professor's presence in his mind. He thought back to recent events - his confession to his family about being a mutant, Ronnie's betrayal, the incident at Alkali Lake. But all those paled in comparison as he remembered, with a bittersweet smile, his first kiss with Rouge. The passion, and the pain.
"The professor said you were here," a farmilar voice rang in the stillness of the night. Bobby turned, and gave the newcomer a smile. Rogue sat down next to him, close, yet careful not to touch him. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between them. "I culdn't find you in the kitchen," she started.
Bobby shrugged. "I didn't feel like having ice cream." Cold, just like his code name.
Rogue kept quiet, studying her boyfriend. Her head was tilted to one side, trying to explain his cold attitude. "Bobby," she said, before stopping. She knew it had to end. She knew it the day it started. A relationship without touch. How unfair was that, especially for Bobby? She knew he had tried to be understanding, but he was just a teenage boy. The incident in his room only proved it.
"It's getting cold," she told him, rubbing her hands through her gloves.
"I don't feel cold," was the only reply. Rogue nodded. "I'll go down first then," she told him, standing up awkwardly. She took a few steps, before stopping and turning to face the back of her boyfriend. "I'm sorry," she apologized.
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Bobby heard her apologize, and her footsteps leaving. He stood up hurriedly, and caught up before she could take the stairs down. He grabbed her arm gently, stopping her. "I'm sorry," he told her, his ice-blue eyes filled with guilt. "I'm so sorry."
Rogue smiled at him, placing a gloved hand on his cheek. "For what?" she whispered.
"For being a jerk," he replied. "It's just all these," he burst out, waving his hands in frustration. "I feel like some freak. Why can't I just be a normal teenager? I'm eighteen! I'm supposed to go out on dates, play football matches, spend time with my family. I'm not supposed to fight battles, create ice, be disowned by my family!"
Rogue looked away, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "Is that what you want? To play football? To have a normal life?" She looked at him, and her last sentence was whispered softly, almost heart-breakingly. "Is that what you really want, to go on dates with other girls?"
"No," he protested. "You know I don't mean that. I was just saying, like the stupid blabbering moron I am." He took Rogue's hands in his. "Rogue, you're the best thing that ever happened to me, and I'm not going to change that." He gave her hug, carefully shifting his head and neck away from her skin. "I won't change it for the world."
Rogue pushed him away lightly. "Yes you will. You say you won't, but one day you will. Bobby, it's better to end now, it'll save us both from more pain." Bobby opened his mouth to protest, but Rogue shook her head. "Find someone normal, Bobby. Someone you can touch, and hold, and kiss. I can't be that someone." Saying that, Rogue turned, and walked down the stairs.
Bobby didn't stop her. He didn't lie to people he love.
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This is my first x-men fic. I'm a pure Bobby/Rogue shipper, and don't worry. This story is not ending here. Let's hope I did well on my first attempt, but I wouldn't know until you people review! =D **hint**