Hello!

So, I've recieved some comments about the fic, saying that I should writte a little bit more long chapters... And I considered doing it. So I hope you all enjoy this little chapter because the other ones are going to be completely BIGGER than these ones! And feel free to talk about what you think about the fic - if they are constructive reviews, of course - and I'll try to consider them! 3

Chapter 7

"Where were you?" Kurt said escorting Rogue until her next classroom.

Soon after having a "ride", Rogue got into the classroom two minutes before the bell rang, and when her first class ended she just realized that her phone had ten missed calls, six from Kurt and four from Kitty. Not counting the three messages from Jean and Kitty asking if she was okay. It wasn't Rogue's fault if she had left her cell phone on vibrate call... not completely.

"Ah told ya, Kurt," she said rolling her eyes. "Ah'm fine, just left early, nothing more."

Kurt didn't seem entirely convinced. Since Rogue got injured in the last match, Kurt was suspicious every time she spoke she was okay. Like he still expected she would complain of pain, or something. And again Rogue would say she was fine, that Logan's powers worked and she had nothing hurting because she was completely healed.

"You sure you're okay?" he asked, still unsure. Rogue rolled her eyes again, tired of explaining and tired of comforting her stepbrother.

"Yes, Ah'm sure, Kurt. Can't ya just stop asking meh that? Since the fight with Juggernaut ya don't stop to ask meh the same thing! "

Kurt shrugged, "I worry about my sister," he said calm.

Rogue raised an eyebrow and turned to walk. The two sat in silence until Kurt asked again, "But are you sure you're okay, right? I mean, don't you remember anything else vat happened? "

Rogue glared at him with her eyes, but Kurt's eyes changed. They were bright with curiosity and anxiety. As if he knew something she didn't.

She averted her gaze.

She remembered having been thrown into a street that crossed the Avenue, seeing Gambit leaving Kurt unconscious... Duncan trying to shoot Gambit, and she was shot in his place. After that, she only remembered the pain, and being semi-awake, until the pain stopped and she woke up completely healed in the infirmary of the mansion. She didn't know what had happened in the meantime she had been hit until she woke up. Kitty told her that Kurt was the one who brought her up to Wolverine for her to absorb his regenerative powers, but Kurt didn't tell any other kind of detail to Kitty or the others. And Gambit...

Maybe he had fled as soon as Kurt approached... She couldn't remember...

"Why d' ya wanna know that, Kurt?" she asked, this time it was her who was completely suspicious of Kurt.

His foster brother raised his hands in defense. "I just want to know; maybe you have seen vo shot you!"

Rogue closed her eyes impatient and tired of Kurt's badly made excuses. After the Juggernaut incident, and when Rogue once awakened and was well enough to speak, Xavier, Logan McCoy, Kurt and Kitty - who were on the room at the time - asked Rogue if she remembered something. And the girl said at the same moment she noticed Duncan and his friends, but they shot her, she had no need to go into details, and the others didn't seem to have realized she had lied, because somehow she didn't. She only gave few details. A day later, the X-men gathered for Xavier to inform them that the police had found Duncan some hours after their battle, along with their friends and the weapons they used. What seemed strange was the fact that Duncan's friends were completely traumatized when found unconscious near a destroyed alley... afraid of anyone who approached, as if they were afraid of being attacked in any moment. The most curious was that their hands and feet were tied... Xavier also pointed the reason the Acolytes joined Juggernaut: that Magneto willed to call him on joining the group, to substitute Piotr, and his idea of gaining the mutant's confidence was by giving him a hand.

"Ah told ya a hundred times it was Duncan! You were there when Ah told the Professor, and Logan and McCoy! It seems that y're the one who knows something Ah don't know! "she said just for Kurt to leave her alone. What she thought that had happened was that Kurt had seen outside Gambit and a wounded Rogue a few feet away... which certainly wasn't a good impression. Gambit must have fled before Kurt could follow him, and that's it. After that - as Kitty said - Kurt took her to Wolverine and she finally slept.

Kurt looked away and bit her lip, avoiding Rogue's eyes. But the Gothic girl, even if feeling suspicious, decided to let it go, thinking it wasn't really important, because if it was, Kurt surely would have warned Professor Xavier.

"Hey!" Kitty suddenly appeared. She pushed Kurt slightly behind and he laughed, pushing her too. Rogue stood for a few moments, but continued walking when the two got distracted with their childish fight. She walked to the classroom, and when she was about to enter it, Kitty appeared without Kurt's signal.

"Rogue," Kitty said as her friend sat in the last desk near the window. Her green eyes, pale because of her heavy makeup color, accompanied the mutant with suspicion in her eyes. "What happened? You were, like, gone all morning! " she asked, worried, but excited for some other reason.

Rogue shrugged, "Ah said Ah left early. "

Kitty bit her lip, "Could you just leave a note the next time? Seriously, Wolverine freaked out when he saw that Kurt was looking for you. It seemed like that time you were kidnapped by Ga... "she stopped in mid-sentence. Mentioning the Cajun made Kitty automatically remember about Tabitha and she what said a few months ago.

Rogue raised an eyebrow, wondering why Kitty had stopped talking. But before she could ask any thing, Kitty had changed the subject quickly, realizing her friend's distrust. "Do you remember the spring ball that will that's gonna happen this Friday, don't you?" she asked randomly. Rogue looked around, as if discouraged by the conversation, and then turned her attention to her friend, saying yes with a nod. That's the reason Kitty was so excited... The girls of the Institute didn't stop talking about it since before the spring started...

Kitty smiled and her eyes twinkled. She pulled several pieces of paper from her pocket. Rogue looked at them and saw that they were spring ball tickets. She rolled her eyes, but wondered how Kitty got so many tickets. "I, Tabitha and Amara got some extra tickets, because of that whole thing of cupids and all... I didn't get it right, but we won. "

"Hm," Rogue replied trying to look interested in the subject, for Kitty, but she couldn't get excited.

Kitty didn't care, just continued. "I managed to convince Scott and Jean to go, even though they are alumni, I still think they can get in, I also called Kurt and Amanda!"

"Hm," Rogue spoke again, wanting to concentrate on something else. Her chest pressed hard when she knew Scott and Jean were going... but whatever. She would not even go anyway.

"So... now that almost all X-men are going, since Roberto drew Rahne, Ray drew Jumb…"

"Just spill it, Kitty!" Rogue said, already tired of all the bullshit the girl was saying, wondering what she wanted.

"Ok, ok. I overreacted... Well, but what I mean is that since almost all the X-men will go... I bought one for you," she threw a ticket over Rogue's table and Rogue stared, uncertain and dissatisfied.

"Ah won't go to the spring dance," she said, before Kitty could say anything.

Her face stopped smiling altogether. "But everyone is coming and..."

"Kitty, Ah appreciate ya've bought one ticket for meh, but Ah won't go. Ya know Ah don't like dances or anywhere crowded with people affected by music."

Kitty knew that. She knew Rogue didn't really like it, she knew that she was afraid to put her friends in danger, but also knew she preferred it that way. And yet, Kitty didn't want her friend to stay locked in the mansion the whole night, while the rest of the students were in school the ball having fun. It was so... wrong; at least she would try to convince Rogue otherwise.

Kitty sighed, giving up. "Okay," she said, looking out the window for a while, but then returning her gaze to Rogue sitting in her chair. "But think about it okay? You can also have fun..."

Rogue looked at her and smiled in response to Kitty's concern, happy to have a friend like her, even though sometimes she was too impulsive. She agreed with a slight movement of the head and Kitty returned with a much bigger smile, as if she had achieved at least something. "Ok, ok ... I kinda have to go to my class now! See ya later! "and she hurried out of the classroom to go to her own. Still, Rogue could see her friend's happiness. But that didn't make her change her mind.

She sighed and put the ticket in the pocket of her shorts... Maybe she would give it to Jaime...


His intense eyes searched for what he wanted. It was easy… behind a picture with the painting of the householder. The room was completely dark for the night and unoccupied, full of traditional objects and somewhat exaggerated, giving the idea of a fine house of the twentieth century.

He walked without making a fuss over the measly linoleum floor covered by a tapestry full of details. His long and skillful fingers withdrew the picture with the man wearing glasses painting which looked somber and dark thanks to the threat of rain from outside the porch that had been opened by the intruder.

After placing the frame on the floor, he fumbled the wall and poked his fingers on it while he touched his ears for better hearing. He smiled when he heard a hollow noise coming out of the wall; and he fumbled it again until he found the edge of a very well hidden wood, which served as a faux finish. He took the wood, pulling it slowly with his fingers and put it on the picture against the wall.

A black door of a safe, a little smaller than the massive frame before hanging over the wall, could be seen. In its corner, a small discrete keyboard with numbers was embedded in the metal door.

He laughed... His gloved fingers quickly fumbled ten numbers he memorized in twenty seconds at the keyboard. A small little light above the keyboard changed from a faint matte yellow to a vivid green color, and the door made a click with a quick and sharp noise as if it had just been unlocked. A gleam of triumph went through his eyes. He opened the iron door and could not help enhance his smile. His large hands cleared the vault of the huge bundles of green paper with hundreds and fifties printed over their faces. The bundles were placed in strategic pockets of his clothes, made exactly for this kind of "situation".

Once he had finished emptying the safe, he closed its door and it did a click at the same time the vivid green light came back to the faint matte yellow color. Then he put the fake ling over it and hung the frame on the wall again. He went to the porch and looked back into the room looking for something that seemed out of place... now he found nothing, which wasn't a surprise, the closed the doors of the porch and left at the night. The only noise that could be heard was the thunders in the background, signaling a rain.


Rogue's feet slowly walked absently at the mansion corridors; relieved by another week of school being over. For some reason, she was longing to ice cream, perhaps because of the hot day that had lasted till night. Even so, a storm threatened to fall... and threaten the spring dance. Storm could not help itself, because she would only return next week from her long trip from Africa. But Kitty didn't seem a little less daunting, and her animation hit all other mutants that were going to the spring ball, and Rogue did her best to avoid her, knowing that she would have to say something that wouldn't make Kitty very happy. Therefore, Rogue was all day out of the mansion. She ate out, did all the homework in the library and she even had had a walk in the Bayville park, but returned a little discouraged because she didn't run into a pair of red eyes. She tried to convince herself not to be so sad like that, but her involuntary part said otherwise.

Rogue continued to walk down the aisle, wanting to go to the kitchen to get her ice cream, but before she could even reach halfway, she ran into Kitty who had just phased a wall. Rogue jumped up, and Kitty realized her presence with a smile. Her hair was loose and well made, with curls at the ends and with a wick stuck in a rhinestone clip. Her face was with a good make up and it emphasized her blue eyes even more. She was wearing a dark blue tight dress with opaque fabric and thin straps, its hem went up just above her knees.

Her hands held a pair of high-heeled sandals.

"Rogue," Kitty said smiling and approaching her Gothic girl friend. "I've been, like, looking for you all day and..." she looked at her friend's clothes and began to express doubt. "Won't you get dressed? We're already goin' and..." she asked, but Rogue interrupted.

"Ah'm not goin', Kitty," she said as soon as she could, to get her friend to understand.

Kitty's face appeared sorrowful and the brightness of anxiety that once had been there was gone, her face bent down toward her shoeless feet. "Are you sure? We can still convince Jean to wait a little longer and..."

"Ah'm sure, Kitty," Rogue said, a part of her safety walking away from her face when she saw the genuine sadness of her mutant friend. "But Ah want ya to enjoy it," she added with a smile.

Kitty looked into Rogue's face and her eyes returned to shine a little. "I will..." she said.

"Seriously, Kitty, Ah really want ya to enjoy the spring ball," she put her gloved hand over Kitty's shoulder, and she finally seemed to recover all the excitement she had before.

Kitty smiled showing her teeth this time, and nodded. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, Pete came around, his big and muscular body in a jeans and a dark blue sleeveless shirt.

"Haven't anyone seen my...?" He began to ask whoever was close him, but then his eyes landed on Rogue and then Kitty.

His face got a redder tone and he bumped into a small table that stood in the hallway, the porcelain vase over it nearly falling to the ground, but Pete managed to catch it and put it back on its place. "Uh, Rogue... Kitty," he said as he tried to recover a bit from the rest of his pride, but without much success. "I-I..." his eyes fixed on Kitty for a while.

He eventually recovered and cleaned his throat, looking at the two girls as he approached. "I didn't see you two there."

"Hey, Pete," Kitty said smiling amiably at him. Rogue raised an eyebrow, but decided to keep quiet when she saw how the metal mutant's cheeks were still redder and how Kitty didn't seem to notice. "How do I look?" Kitty asked as she turned her tiny body for Pete to get a better view of her dress.

"You look... awesome, "he said with a sincere smile, putting a hand behind his neck.

Rogue put a hand over her mouth and made a laugh that could be confused with a cough. Kitty didn't notice, but Pete looked even more embarrassed.

"Are you sure? Don't you think I should hold my hair or..."

"I'm sure," he replied without hesitation.

Kitty smiled, and before she could say anything to Pete, Jean came running down the hall next to Amara. She wore her hair in a well done bun, wore a short and strapless green dress which highlighted her eyes, and high-heeled sandals, leaving her taller than usual, but still beautiful. For completeness, earrings that looked like two bright lines hanging from her ears and a makeup that accentuated her light eyes and her cheekbones.

Amara was wearing a short white dress with thick straps that made a beautiful contrast with her olive skin. She wore a pair of silver slippers and her hair was done in an embedded loose braid. Her brown eyes were even darker and expressive because of the light makeup.

"We're going," said Jean undergoing Kitty, Rogue and Pete without decreasing her speed, finishing placing her earrings, while Amara hastily put her necklace on.

"Gotta go!" Kitty said, turning to Rogue, "Don't wan' make Lance wait," said exited while she hastily buckled her sandals. Pete's expression seemed to lose a bit of its luster, but he tried to hide it so Kitty wouldn't notice, which was easy now that she had her back to him. She then turned to him and unconsciously gave a kiss on his cheek, standing on tiptoe to reach him in his face. "Bye, Pete, bye, Rogue," she ran down the hallway as she desperately tried to put her other sandal, until she disappeared, probably going to the garage with the other girls.

Rogue turned to attention to Colossus when Kitty was out of sight, but gave a slight smile when seeing her fellow X-Men seemed distracted as he looked at the last place Kitty was before vanishing.

He shook his head, blinking a few times, and saw Rogue's look for him. She was with one eyebrow raised and her hands were unconsciously over her hips.

"Have you seen my keys?" he asked, his cheeks turning reddish.

"In the living room," Rogue said, remembering seeing them on the middle table. "Goin' out?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, while Pete walked to the living room.

"Logan said he was going to a bar in town... I just decided to go with him," he went stomping the ground with his worn boots.

Rogue laughed. "Pete," she called him and he turned to her. "Try not to bump into anything, ok?" she said with a playful tone.

Pete smiled at her and walked away.

When he disappeared from the hallway, Rogue sighed and continued on her way to the kitchen, a little more relieved.

She filled a mug with ice cream and went to her room to change clothes. And it was then she thought: all the younger X-men were going to the spring ball... Piotr and Logan were going to a bar. Ororo hadn't returned from Africa yet...

She was all alone in the mansion. Well, except for Beast that was in the basement lab with Professor Xavier, again working on the outfits' design, which seemed to be not even close to its middle... But that was almost being alone. At the moment she found it odd given that it was very unusual to happen, but then she started to get used to this fact and decided to put the shortest sleeping clothes she had: a black tank top, a pair of shorts and green socks only. This for her was a big relief.

With her headphones at high volume, a cup full of ice cream and a spoon, Rogue went to the video room and turned on the TV. She turned off her I-Pod and started changing the channels randomly. She spent an hour just watching TV and finishing taking her ice flakes. When a film that caught her attention was finally over, she turned off the TV and went to the kitchen, her stomach still wanting to eat something, now that it didn't recognized ice cream as real food... perhaps for the fact she hadn't had dinner... or for the fact that she was feeling homesick for southern spicy food.

The last time she had eaten a southern meal... was when she had gone to the south. Or in other words, when she was kidnapped by Gambit and she ate one of the best Jambalayas she had ever eaten.

She also missed her city, the food, the accents, the hot and moist nights – moister than Bayville's summer days... and her routine when she had no powers...

She blinked a few times and went to her bedroom, it still was ten p.m., but she felt her eyes wanting to close. Before she could reach the hall of the girls' room, her eyes crossed the window that overlooked the front of the mansion and a part of the city. And even it was too much away to see in details, some colored lights blinked far away, and Rogue recognized that point as the school.

Her eyes were fixed on that point for a while and she was distracted, thinking how it would have been if she were there.

Without a pair...

Rogue sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, saying to herself that it wouldn't have been worth the penalty...

But her eyes were opened at the same moment she felt the impression that she was being watched, her green eyes going down to the trees of the mansion and then to the walls of the gate.

She could be delirious, but was almost sure she had seen a shadow hidden nearby.

For a few moments she was suspicious, but then left there when the shadow disappeared and mingled with the others. It should have been just a shadow from the branches...

Rogue turned to walk to her room and lay down on her bed, after brushing her teeth. Gradually, her eyes were closing, and she slept.

But again, many memories began to emerge and this time, they seemed more confused and more jumbled than usual.

Rogue awoke, gasping.

Another memory ... She sighed and reached for her glass of water on the nightstand. Her eyes stopped on the clock.

Midnight. Maybe she could still sleep ... The sound of rain invaded his ears.

She sipped her glass of water.

But it was sure that she wouldn't manage to sleep drinking only water.

She got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm milk. The mansion was still empty, showing that no one had arrived yet. She went up the principal stairs after picking up her milk, but she got surprised at the sound of the front door being brutally opened almost cracking its glass. Rogue turned startled to see what happened...

Her body relaxed when she saw that it was only Kitty that had arrived, along with the rest of the X-men, but the concern came to her face when seeing Kitty's expression, and soon the other X-men' too.

Some, like Bobby and Sam, were laughing; others were tired - like Kurt, Jean and Scott – even though they seemed satisfied. But Kitty was the only one who seemed angry. Jubilee was behind her, apologizing for some reason, while Shadowcat climbed the stairs, passing near Rogue with her fists clenched.

"Did something happen?" Rogue asked Kitty, watching her only with the eyes.

Instead of answering, Kitty just grunted and continued up the stairs. Jubilee gave up on accompanying her X-partner and stopped on the first rungs of the stairs.

"What happened?" Rogue asked, looking at the others.

But Kitty finally replied. "Ask to that one!" She said pointing to someone in the crowd of teens wearing party clothes.

"I already told you I'm sorry!," someone said from the X-men group, looking a little embarrassed.

Rogue looked where Kitty pointed, and her eyes widened at the sight of Forge between Scott and Ray, holding that device he created to reach other dimensions.


"Gambo!" Pyro said as he watched his partner coming in the huge hall of Magneto's headquarter.

Gambit came and threw himself into a metal chair closer, breathing deeply, and closed his eyes for a few seconds, the sounds of thunder and the crack of rainwater reaching his ears even with the huge metal coating base.

He opened his eyes and turned to Pyro, who was staring at him sitting behind a table, while scratching his nose with his gloved fingers.

"Ew, John," Gambit replied as he stood up and approached the table.

Pyro shrugged, lowered his hand and looked at Gambit, "So? Did it?"

Gambit smiled and took the wads of cash from his pockets, throwing them on the table. Pyro smiled his maniac way while riding his hands to the green papers. Before he could reach the money, Gambit grabbed his arm, and his blue eyes were to meet with red-eyed mutant, questioning the odd action of the friend.

"Not wit' those dirty gloves," Gambit said with a raised eyebrow and a contorted face.

Pyro rolled his eyes and pulled his blue gloves away, throwing them on the floor and picking up the wads of cash with his bare hands. "Uhuu!" He said throwing money up the air like carnival streamers. Gambit smiled, threw his pack of cards on the table, and sat back in his chair as he put his feet on the table and stared Pyro having fun with the green papers.

Even though it wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be, he was happy to get all that money.

"Half for me, half for you," Pyro said, more to himself than to Gambit. He began to separate the notes into two piles each with equal values, after joining the money.

The Cajun smiled as he watched his share increasing in size and consequently value. And also Pyro's. But he made a point of not getting everything for himself, now that it was the very Pyro who told him about the dirty money that Kelly had in his house... dirty at least for the mutants.

Pyro snooped in some of the files Magneto had as "top secret" and found some information about Kelly, and about the money he kept and later used to support new Anti-Mutant Organizations and sponsor the development of Power 8 - a drink that was a poison to those who had the mutation.

And, at the same moment that Pyro informed Gambit about Kelly and the money he kept at his mansion just like all good rich did - instead of saving it in an account at a bank -, Gambit planned to rob him. And like always, he got what he wanted. And Pyro deserved a part too.

Still, Gambit didn't care much his friend's calculation as he separated the amount of money, first because he knew he wouldn't steal a penny more from Gambit, and second, because he seemed incredibly distracted by other thoughts.

"Whew, Oi can finally buy my X-Box, and Oi think a few more things too" Pyro said when he finished separating the money and looked at Gambit. His smile faded, and he raised a redhead eyebrow when seeing that Gambit wasn't paying attention at him, nor at the money - which was very strange.

He sighed... It had been months since Gambit was like that. He seemed so distracted that Pyro could steal the cards from his pocket without Gambit realizing himself...

For a few moments, the two mutants were silent, Gambit deep in his thoughts and Pyro staring at him with a mischievous expression on his face - like when the younger brother was about to do something with the elder. He leaned forward until his chest touched the edge of the table and slowly moved his hand toward the deck of cards on the other side, while Gambit didn't seem to notice.

Pyro always seemed absurdly curious about Gambit's cards. He was convinced that those packs letter were not common and always wondered what would happen if he put fire on them... and Gambit always retorted saying that there wasn't anybody crazier than Pyro, as he insisted that his cards hadn't anything different, but Pyro always insisted otherwise.

When the tip of his fingers reached the edge of the cards, Gambit's hand forcefully grabbed the redheaded teenager's wrist. He let out an involuntary cry and met again with two red eyes and intense staring.

"I told ya not to touch in my cards," said the Cajun with a threatening tone.

Pyro pulled his wrist and raised his hands in a defensive way. "Sorry, sorry!" he said justifying himself, "But it was the only way to get your attention! You didn't hear me talking before! "

Gambit didn't respond. He just kept his cards in his belt and then took his part of the money to count it, more to divert his attention from Pyro's look than anything else.

Pyro however, didn't give up. Just went on, "Oi'm serious, man. Since we fought the X-men for the first toime you've been get'ing stranger and stranger," he leaned with his hands behind his head, put his feet over the table and leaned his chair backwards.

Gambit took a cigarette and lit it. Pyro opened his eyes and stared at him for a few seconds before speaking again, "Ya took longer than usual, man. Oi've been thinking tha' y' got caught..." he paused for a moment," But Oi guess you've just gone to see that Mississippi shiela," Gambit looked at Pyro, his eyes unreadable as he exhaled the cigarette smoke through his nose.

He said nothing, just continued to devour his cigarette so he appeared calm. But Pyro didn't stop, not knowing whether he was affecting or not Gambit. "You've always seemed very distracted about her... Oi mean, you've always been loike that with women, but Oi think with her it's different. Man, Oi can even remember when she was being controlled by Apocalypse, remember? And then she stormed the base and left one by one unconscious and fo' us t' remember what had happened we went to see the recordings from the security cameras? It was so funny when she knocked ya, if you can call that a knockout ... Ya should have seen your face when you saw the part she kissed you! It was so funny!" he laughed remembering the scene.

Gambit said nothing... just looked at Pyro with his neutral face, not amused at what he said, but looking thoughtful.

Pyro didn't know how true he was. Gambit actually remembers very well the time he was first knocked out by Rogue. Though he had to force his mind to recall that memory, the effort was worth it. And he remembered how, even if it was just for a few brief seconds, her lips were soft and seemed to fit so well in his. And before he could do anything, her powers emerged and he fell unconscious on the ground.

"But Oi have to admit it, that shiela has some amazing legs, she must surely work out, or run, or she must do both. Too bad she hoides it with all those weird clothes, but even so Oi would..."

"John..." Gambit said, still staring at him, his face neutral, but the glint in his eyes more intense than ever.

"What?" Pyro asked curiously.

"Tais-toi ta gueule, sinon je le faire moi-même..." Gambit said it with blazing French words.

Pyro raised an eyebrow, not understanding his friend's words.

"English please, not everyone speaks French!"

"Shut your fucking mouth up otherwise I'll do it myself..."

"Ok," Pyro said fast as he could when he understood how threatening Gambit directed his words to him. And when he saw that there was no joke in the eyes of his friend, decided to shut his mouth or then he would end up stuck in the middle of the table... again.

He was silent for a few minutes.

"But you should pay attention to her legs and..." before he could finish speaking, Gambit rose from his chair in a jump and approached Pyro, who already began to be alarmed, regretting not staying anything. He put his arms in front of his head and winced trying to protect himself, but was relieved to see that Gambit just went straight without even looking at Pyro.

The Australian accompanied the Cajun with his face, and when he realized that Gambit was going to the door leading to the corridor - probably going to his room - Pyro let out a sigh of relief and relaxed in his chair, his back facing the corridor door.

Before he could even think of something, the redheaded mutant felt a hand grabbing behind his head and then immediately his face encountered with the wooden table, crossing it, causing his neck got stuck in the hole of the table, and his face facing the ground.

Pyro tried to get out of the hole of the table, but in vain.

He then shouted at Gambit that finally seemed to get away. "You're crazy! Oi could have had a concussion! "

The Cajun shrugged even though Pyro couldn't even see and said, "So be careful of what you talk about..." and he disappeared down the hall, leaving Pyro desperate to get off the table.

"Okay, maybe Oi deserved it, but now will you help me out?" he waited in vain for an answer.

"Gambit?" he asked once more before realizing that he was alone in the room.

Hey guys! Well, as you may have noticed, I support Piotr and Kitty... but I also really like Lancitty. Even so, in my opinion, Pete and Kitty always had a curious relationship in comics which made me get really involved with this couple. So, I'm apologizing to anyone who is a Lancitty fan - even if I put some parts of it, and still support this pairing in the fic - but my intention is to develop Kiotr, since the friendship they had, even in the cartoon, until the moment they start to really feel something different.

Now that I LOVE Lance, I still wanted to put some things that prove he is a good person, even with his relationship with Kitty not working too well. Again, sorry. But I hope you all enjoy.

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