Dear Everyone Who Even Reads This,

First, thank you.

Second, I just got back from watching X-Men First Class. It. Was. Amazing. Probably the best one yet. If you haven't watched it yet, you should invest in that. It was totally worth the while. It made me cry at one point. Anyway, there will be spoilers in this fic.

Right. The fic. So, while i watched the movie, i noticed something: Magneto (Erik) and Proffessor X (Charles) had amazing chemistry. And all i saw was 'holy shit they are in LOVE'. Seriously. With that in mind, watch the movie, you'll see what i'm talking about. And when they get to the end... oh god i cried. but anyway.

This fic will be about what everyone was watching, but what i SAW. Big difference. THere will be both versions: the theater's viewing, and then, mine. Also, the words may not be exactly what they said. I may be paraphrasing since the movie just went into theaters and not DVD, so i wont have it in front of me for reference. If I mess up, i'm sorry, its not in front of me.

So. Bear with me.

All the important parts of Xavier and Erik's interactions will be shown. In both senses. This is a multi chap too. But it'll be done in a day because soon, I'll lose my drive to right this B( Its also a nice break from SPN. But we won't mention that.

So, sit back, relax and read the madness that is my mind.

Love,

Heart Torn Out

That's Not What I Saw: In The Beginning

What The Theatre-Goers Watched:

Charles Xavier looked over the side of the boat, searching the ocean with his mind. And then... There! Right THERE!

"There is someone else in the water," he told the agent beside him. "There's someone in the water!"

He ignored the yells of 'No!' and 'Stay where you are!' And jumped into the water, submerging into the icy-cold liquid. He searched with his mind and found those thoughts of 'Hold on!' and 'You can do this!' and 'Damnit! Don't you dare let go!'. He made his way to the man, it was a man, and latched himself around his neck.

'Let go!' Charles thought to him, his voice reverberating in the man's mind. The man pushed on, pulling the metal to him with his gift, amazing Charles. He tried again. 'Let go!' Seeing as this was no use, he delved into the man's mind. Erik. His name was Erik. And the reasons behind his furious attempt to raise the submarine were-

Charles reeled at the sights, the anger. 'Let go. Erik. Erik, I know what this means to you, but you must let go or you will drown. Clear your mind Erik, clear your mind.'

The man finally let go, let Charles in. He dragged him to the surface, the man sputtering.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked in a European accent.

"Charles Xavier."

But That's Not What I Saw...

Charles Xavier looked over the side of the boat, searching the ocean with his mind. And then... There! Right THERE! A mind full of anger and loss and fear and strength. It pulled him in, intrigued him.

"There is someone else in the water," he told the agent beside him, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. He put a hand to his temple again, searching and found it. "There's someone in the water!"

And he needed to get them. He couldn't ignore the urge to get him. He ignored the yells of 'No!' and 'Stay where you are!' and jumped into the water, submerging into the icy-cold liquid. He searched with his mind, fervently searched and found those thoughts of 'Hold on!' and 'You can do this!' and 'Damnit! Don't you dare let go!'. He latched onto those thoughts made his way to their owner, held on for dear life. He made his way to the man, it was a man, and latched himself around his neck, wanting him to desperately let go.

'Let go!' Charles thought to him, his voice reverberating in the man's mind. His arms locked tighter around that strong neck. The man pushed on, pulling the metal to him with his gift, amazing Charles. He was utterly captivated. He tried again. 'Let go!' Seeing as this was no use, he delved into the man's mind. Searching for a name in all the fleeting memories, he found one. Erik. His name was Erik. And the reasons behind his furious attempt to raise the submarine were-

Charles reeled at the sights, the anger. His heart immediately ached for him. 'Let go. Erik. Erik, I know what this means to you, but you must let go or you will drown. Clear your mind Erik, clear your mind.' He meant every word with all his being.

He felt Erik fight, struggle and then, he felt his curiosity and Erik let go, let his control just drain out. He finally let go, let Charles in. Charles did his best and dragged him to the surface, Erik sputtering.

"Who the hell are you?" Erik asked in a European accent.

Charles swallowed, looking into those stormy gray-blue eyes. "Charles Xavier."

I think I should mention that i have a huge crush on James McAvoy, the actor who played Charles Xavier. He did such a splendid job with his part, in fact, that it just deepened my absolute love for the man.

Anywhoodles, reviews are a love and are much, MUCH appreciated. And I try to answer all those that I get.

Peace, love and demon blood,

HTO