John awoke right where he had fall asleep. Sitting criss cross on the cot in the corner of the hospital wing. Someone had covered him with a blanket sometime after he was asleep. It was most likely Storm or Hank; they were the ones looking after Bobby medically until he woke up.

He looked over at Bobby who was making uncomfortable moaning noises as he started stirring.

"Bobby?" he asked, standing up. His knees cracked loudly from sleeping in a weird position.

"I shouldn't be here." Bobby moaned, quietly. It was clear that he was in a lot of pain, physically as well as mentally.

"Don't talk like that." John said, walking over to Bobby.

"Why? It's the truth." He said, sitting up slowly. "I hate it."

John stared at Bobby, shocked. He knew that no mutant had a very good past, but he figured that Bobby's was better then most because Bobby was always happy.

The more he stared at his best friend the angrier he got. He wasn't sure why.

"How could you do that? What about all the people that care about you? Kitty? Rogue? Jubilee? Storm? Logan? The Professor? Me? What about us? Do we mean anything to you?"

"John, you don't understand…" he tried.

"No, clearly I don't. Because it would take a miracle for me to understand why you, my best friend, would be so selfish."

Bobby stared at John. The look in John's eyes killed him. He wished that he would stop staring at him like that.

"And you're not going to say anything." John sighed, shifting his weight to his other foot.

"What do you want me to say?" Bobby muttered dropping his gaze to the floor.

"Why?" he said. "Why the hell would you do something like that?"

Bobby looked up at John. He was staring at him with a look of disappointment.

"Well?" John asked, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his track pants.

Bobby stood up and kissed John. He put his hands on John's shoulders to keep himself from falling. John's hands found Bobby's hips as the other boy deepened the kiss.

Bobby pulled away and looked at John with uncertainty in his ice blue eyes. John pushed the boy down on to the bed. Bobby's hands slipped from his shoulders. John kissed his forehead and walked out of the hospital.

John lay down on his bed, the room seemed so quiet without Bobby's music going. He reached up and gingerly touched his lips. The lips that Bobby kissed.

"How's Bobby?" Kitty asked, making him jump.

"Uhm…good. He's, he's good. I mean, he's alive…just…just go see him for yourself." John said, his words sounding weird.

Bobby was messing with his brain. Bobby had a way of doing that. He knew how to get into John's head, making him think instead of just skating over things like he normally did.

"I don't wanna see him like that." Kitty said, suddenly right beside him.

He flinched not expecting her so close.

"Are you okay?"

No. He thought.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He heard himself saying.

"Are you sure? You seem a little disorientated. I know you've been by Bobby's side the past two days, have you been eating?"

John nodded.

"Have you been sleeping?"

"More or less."

He usually slept only once he couldn't keep himself awake any longer. When he was awake, he would sit beside Bobby, watching the teen and his vitals, making sure he was okay.

"What happened down there? I heard Bobby woke up, and that you were there when he did. What happened? Did you two, like, have a fight or something? Did he mention the fight he had with Rogue? I heard through the grapevine it was pretty catastrophic."

"I haven't really talked to him about Rogue. You know how it is with Bobby, it can be like pulling teeth."

"Did him have a fight?"

John shook his head.

"Then happened? I know something happened."

"He kissed me," he said quietly, almost in disbelief.

"Whoa." Kitty said. She glanced over at the door. It was wide open and students were roaming by.

Kitty got up and quickly shut the door with an audible thud. She jumped on to John's bed and leaned in.

"Talk."

John pushed himself up into a sitting position. "There's really not much to tell. I got on his case about the whole," John cleared his throat and nodded toward the bathroom, "thing."

"I would have too. Then what?"

"I got in his face about it…sorta…and he stood up and kissed me."

"Did you kiss back? Was it good? Did you like it? What happens now?"

"Yeah, I kissed back." He said simply, feeling an unwanted heat to his cheeks.

"You liked it." kitty squealed, clapping her hands giddily. "What happened after the kiss?"

"I set him down and walked out."

Kitty smacked him hard in the arm. "Why would you do that? Tease him when he is un such a fragile state."

"First off, ow. For a little girl you're strong. And it's not like I kissed him, pushing him away then stormed out. He pulled away. I set him down because he was about to fall. Did you see how much blood he lost?"

"Well that was kind of the purpose of what he was trying to do." She mumbled.

"Whatever. And I didn't just walk out. I kissed him then left."

"Oh…I wish I could take back that hit now."

John flopped down on his bed.

"What happens now?" she asked.

He shrugged.

"No clue." John sighed heavily.

Author's note

I really wish this chapter was a little longer, but I guess a short chapter is better then no chapter, right? I will try to write the next chapter soon and make it long. I hope you liked what happened. See you in the next chapter.

Oh, don't forget to review. I love to know what you guys think of my stories.

Thanks xD

- Shelby