Wow guys, I'm surprised at how many of you favorited and followed this story already after one chapter. Thanks! From here on out it's set in the movie, starting with the bar scene just because. Anywho, let's continue on, shall we? Enjoy~

Raven sat on the staircase, waiting for Charles and Amaya to come down. They had made plans earlier to head out to one of the bars that night, so she sat bored while waiting for them. Her abilities made it easier to change, but it shouldn't take that long to change for a night out. She let out sigh and rested her head against her hands.

"Charles! Amaya!" she called impatiently. "Hurry up!"

"I'm not the one spending twenty minutes on their hair," Amaya spoke, sliding down the bannister.

Charles rolled his eyes as he walked down the stairs. "You insisted on messing it up."

"Did I?" She looked to him and raised an eyebrow, mischief shining in her purple eyes. "I never noticed."

Raven laughed and looked at his ruffled hair. "Seems like you just gave up."

"If I fix it, she would merely mess it up once again. There's no point."

The blond snickered and ruffled her brother's hair as he passed. "Nice job, Amaya."

"A girl gets bored." She shrugged indifferently and followed them out to the car.

"What am I ever going to do with you two?"

Raven smiled and wrapped an arm around him. "Love us to death."

"Let us drink to death," Amaya added.

Charles chuckled and got in the vehicle. "I rather like Raven's answer better. I don't plan on letting you drink."

"Always the protective older brother. No fun." She pouted slightly and stared out the window.

It had been many years since that fated day, when Raven found her, many years since they gave her their offer, and many years since she made her decision way. Technically, they made her decision to stay, always saying something along the lines of "just stay for lunch, then you can leave" or "just stay for another night, you're not healed yet". After three days, it was obvious that they weren't going to let her leave. They had already given her several clothes and gave her a room to stay in, after all.

She'd grown closer to them but still remained greatly to herself for many matters. She made sure that whenever they got too close to something she wanted to keep hidden, they knew. Charles kept his promise on never treading on her personal thoughts, but sometimes he dipped into her mind to calm her down or communicate. But that didn't mean that Charles didn't want to know. He wanted to figure out her secrets, to know why she keeps her distance. He'd be happy if he knew where she went whenever she left the house without them. Even after living with her for so many years, she kept so much of herself secret. He knew she trusted them to an extent, but he'd always hoped that trust would grow and she'd completely trust them.

They stepped into the bar and took one of the tables for a moment or two, just talking. They made sure that they'd be there to hear Charles' thesis. Then again, they were always present for support whenever he gave a lecture, so it was a given. Raven saw him looking at a girl at the bar and snickered. There was his target for the night. As expected, he got up and headed over.

"How much you wanna bet he's going to use that whole 'groovy mutation' line?" Amaya chuckled, watching.

"Oh he definitely is. Then he'll forget to get our drinks. As usual."

"Then we'll get someone else to get our drinks." Her gaze shifted from Raven to the man sitting behind her, meeting his eyes. She gave a small smile to him and looked back to Raven once again.

"Planning on doing what Charles is doing?" Raven questioned.

"Well, I plan on at least getting his number if anything." She shrugged. "And a free drink of course." She met the man's eyes again and watched as he rose from his seat and began to walk over.

"Can I get you two lovely ladies a drink?" he asked with a look between both Raven and Amaya.

Raven looked to Amaya and shook her head amusedly. "I'm fine, thank you."

She gave her a knowing smirk and turned to him. "What a kind gentleman. I think I'll take you up on that offer." She stood and placed her arm in his as he led her to the other side of the bar and took a seat at the counter.

Raven watched Charles speak with the blonde in front of him and then turned to Amaya who was speaking to the brunet man. She was doing surprisingly well, at least, it was surprising to Raven. She made a mental note to ask her about it later. With a sigh, Raven got up and walked over to Charles.

"Guess I'll have to buy my own drink," she teased.

"I'm sorry, one cola," Charles ordered.

The blonde woman smiled at Raven. "Charles here was just telling me that I'm like one of the first sea creatures that grew legs."

"Tiny bit sexier," he chuckled. "I'm sorry, this is my sister, Raven."

Said girl turned to her and smiled, shaking her hand. "Hi."

"And what do you study?" she asked.

"Waitressing."

"Ah..." The girl blinked and watched as one of Raven's eyes turned gold. "Oh look, you have heterochromia too!"

"Sorry, what?" Charles asked.

"Look at her eye."

Raven flashed him an innocent smile.

Charles let out an exasperated sigh and set some money on the countertop. "Right, Raven, get your coat, please. Where's Amaya? We're leaving."

"She's getting a drink and having a nice talk." Raven looked over to Amaya only to see her laugh lightly at something the brunet had said. "It seems like she's enjoying it."

Charles followed her gaze and raised an eyebrow. The last thing he would have expected was for Amaya to be social, especially in that sense. He walked over and cleared his throat, earning both the man and Amaya's attention.

"We're leaving," he said.

"Give me a moment."

"Oh I'm sorry," the man apologized. "Boyfriend?"

"Just an old friend." Amaya waved that thought away and finished the rest of her drink. "Thank you for the conversation and the drinks, Caleb."

He smiled and brought one of her hands to his lips. "It was my pleasure. Hope to see you again, Amaya."

The corners of her lips curled up at the gesture before he released her hand and allowed her to follow Charles. She shrugged on her coat and stepped outside.

"Do not talk to me, you did that on purpose," Charles spoke irritably.

"I did not," Raven countered. "Why would I do it on purpose you know I can't control it sometimes when I'm stressed or tired."

"You seem to be doing a perfectly good job right now."

She rolled her eyes. "Mutant and proud. Seems like it only counts for pretty mutations or invisible ones like yours. If you're a freak, you'd better hide."

"You're being ridiculous," he chuckled. "Look, I don't mean to sound like an old fart-"

"Which you do and you are," Amaya commented absentmindedly.

"Agreed." Raven nodded.

"Sometimes, and thank you Amaya." He sighed. "We've talked about this. A small slip up is one thing. A big one does not bear thinking about."

Raven scoffed and continued on, obviously frustrated with how the conversation had went. Amaya walked over and linked arms with her, remaining silent. She never really did know what to say when they had their sibling quarrels, so she always offered a silent consolation.

"Whatever," she grumbled before turning to the raven head beside her. "And you, have you always been that social when it comes to bars? You never really do come with us."

"Not really social. Just social enough to have a nice talk and free drinks."

"You were certainly having a nice enough talk with that guy, what was his name?"

"Caleb."

"Caleb. He made you laugh, actually laugh." Raven grinned and nudged her. "I'm sure he's hoping to see you again."

"Maybe he will. He did give me his number."

Charles blinked and turned to her. "I'm sorry, what?"

She held up a slip of paper that he had placed in her hand earlier when she kissed it. "He's got moves, I'll admit. We talked about meeting at another bar sometime."

"Is that what you do when you leave? Go out and meet guys?"

"Nah. I go out for walks, to bars, dancing. I meet a lot of people. Sometimes they give me their number, sometimes I just hang out with them. Sometimes I call and we make plans."

"So you have several men's numbers and this is the first we've ever heard of it?"

"You never asked."

"It never crossed my mind. Besides, that man was far too old for you."

"Yes, Caleb is two years older than me. Why, he's almost old enough to be my father! What a scandal!"

Raven couldn't help but snicker while Charles rolled his eyes. "Thank you for your sarcasm, Amaya, that is much appreciated. All I'm saying is that you shouldn't go out with men you meet at bars."

"Give that advice to the women you try and pick up, Charles. You're working at a double standard here."

"You know I'm just trying to protect you two."

"Yes, and I appreciate that, but surprisingly enough, we are adults and we can make our own decisions, Charles. I'm pretty sure that I have enough sense to choose who I want to spend time with, who I want to date, and who I even want to screw- Crap."

"Excuse me, what was that?"

"Nothing, c'mon Raven." Amaya quickly grabbed Raven and started walking at a faster pace.

"You know he's going to give you a lecture or something later," she laughed.

"He always does." Amaya sighed. "What a fun night this is going to be."

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