A/n: I'm pretty sure I repeat myself alot in this chapter. actually I'm SURE of it. LoL. So here is chapter 10! wow! 10! I am up to the second film. But don't worry I am doing the third one to. I'm not sure how I am going to do the second film cause you know John leaves and all, but I'm working on it. Thank you reviewers! It means a lot you take the time out to read this little fic here! Hope you enjoy 10! It might be a little confusing.

Chapter 10 Fighter

We got on a school bus. A school bus, can you believe that? Not even in Meridian had I been on a school bus since I was like 12. We all choose our seats as the teachers sat in the front. Since the whole school only had gotten 2 buses we had to squeeze, and squeezing involved contact, so needless to say no one wanted to sit by the untouchable girl.

Except John.

John and Bobby were still not talking and he had to sit SOMEWHERE, so John sat with me. Happy as I was, I still felt weird. I tried to make it not weird but, that involved me babbling about nothing, which is what I sort of did.

We were going into the city, so it was a pretty long drive. We were going to a New York museum, which I was pretty excited for, I had never been to NYC, but John had, that was all he talked about the whole drive. Everything that had happened between us was totally forgotten by John, I wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, I wanted it to be a good thing, but whenever I thought of kissing John I felt...lonely. I felt lonely because I knew I would never to it again, and that depressed me.

A lot.

"So, are you excited? I really want a hamburger, you have no idea." John said as we drove across the high way.

"Uh huh." I said looking out the window not really paying attention.

"What's up?" John asked after a few minutes.

"Nothing." I muttered turning to look at him. Nothing was the matter, at least nothing HE wanted to talk about. I was still hung up on the kisses. I wish he was too, but he wasn't, that was who he was.

"So, are you excited for the museum? I hate museums, they are so against fire." John said leaning on me.

I rolled my eyes and laughed, "Against fires, John? Are you serious? Everything is against fires!"

"Exactly! But museums especially they are all bent out of shape because the artifacts could get ruined."

"I'm surprised you don't hate everything, John."

"Who says I don't hate everything?"

"I do! You can't hate everything, you have to like something."

"I do like something, I like you, Rogue." I gulped as he said that and turned to look out the window. We were silent for the rest of the drive. As I felt the bus stop and jerk me awake I realized we were finally here.

"Rogue, wake up." John said shaking me.

I nodded and slowly got up stretching my back out. My back was so sore from sitting against a window and having a grown guy leaning on me, but it was worth it. John got to be with me. As we got off the bus, I saw Bobby glare at me.

"So, where do you wanna go to first?" John whispered in my ear as we went inside the large building.

"No where, you two are staying with us." Jean said coming over to look at us.

"But Dr Grey..." John whined looking at the Dr.

"No buts, now stay with the group." Jean walked off following Scott, while John gave me and evil grin.

"Want to have a little fun?" he said smirking at me.

I looked around at the group as we slowly walked into the museum and the younger children gasped in astonishment. "Um...John. Maybe we shouldn't, I mean, we could get into a—"

"Rogue! Live a little. Please."

I slowly grinned shaking my head then looked back around us, wondering how much influence he had over me. "Fine, but wait a little while."

He nodded smirking at me and swung an arm over my shoulders. I was too surprised to shake him off.

"And only for a little while." I added quietly as we listened to Storm start talking about the Egyptians.

"You'll be back soon." he whispered tugging on my arm and out of the room, much sooner then I would have liked.

We were half way down the hall when I heard a voice, that I knew, very well, and dreaded very much.

"Where do you too think your going?" Bobby asked from behind us.

We turned around slowly and stared at him. "None of your business ice-dork."

"But I think it's the teachers business, John." Bobby said snarling.

"Go back to Kitty!" John yelled causing some of the visitors in the room to look at us.

"Shut up! Now you can either come with back to the group or we can leave together."

I looked at John and he looked at me. I nodded and John nodded back to Bobby who jogged over to us with a huge grin.

"Where to Johnny-boy?" he asked excited. John rolled his eyes and rugged me into another room.

"To get a cheeseburger." I heard him say.

So that's where we ended up 30 minutes later. We sat in the food court at a metal table, food in front of us, eating and slurping.

"I love cheeseburgers." Bobby said smiling happily as he took another bite. I laughed at him as he chewed loudly.

I was drinking a milkshake and eating a small hamburger. John annoyed me into getting one, cheeseburgers aren't that big in Meridian, we are mostly ham people.

"Hmmm." John said taking another bite skirting mustard everywhere.

I was silent as they ate and I slurped my chocolate milkshake. I loved chocolate. As we finished up and conversation started I was struck by how happy I felt sitting there with John and Bobby. Bobby wasn't such a bad guy after he stopped hitting on you and warning you about his best friend. He was actually nice.

But John, was as he always acted, especially as we had sat there for almost an hour and half, and two guys came over to us. Everywhere we had ever went together, John had brought his Zippo. And when I say everywhere I MEAN everywhere and the museum was no different. In New York there are a lot of smokers, so it was only natural two guys would come over to us to ask for a light. We were after all within reach of a lighter.

"I actually don't like Kitty that much." Bobby had been telling us.

I had asked how things were going with Kitty, because so far I had only seen and heard good things. Plus on the bright side he had stopped hitting on me.

"She's great." he had said and then the complaining started. All the annoying stuff she did, and how she talked. Everything imaginable that could be annoying, she apparently did. It was even MORE annoying hearing about it.

I was lucky that the only annoying thing John did was...be a smart-ass. But if I could change anything about John it would be nothing, everything that he did annoying or not was what made him, him. He was a much better person for it. Me on the other hand, you could probably guess what I would change about myself.

"Hey, man." a guy said, coming over to us with a cigarette hanging from him lips he was in jeans and a blue sweatshirt. He was with a guy that looked similar to him with a white t-shirt under a blue button down shirt, he was smirking at me.

Ew. That was all I had to think.

"Can I have a light?" the guy with the cig asked John, who was as always flipping his Zippo.

I looked at John with a raised eyebrow. I had NEVER known John to give his lighter out to anyone. Then again I've only known him for a few months, but still.

"Well..." John said flipping it back and forth, teasing the poor guy.

"We'll take the hott lady off your hands for a light." the guy number 2 had said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and looked at John, who for some reason looked madder then the last time I looked at him.

"Dude, can I please have a light?" Guy number 1 asked.

Bobby was looking back and forth between the guy and John.

"John, just give it to him." Bobby muttered.

I looked over at Bobby then at John, what was he going to do? Then I prayed he wouldn't do anything stupid, like use his powers.

"Well, I'm not...no."

"Why are you being such a asshole?" Number 2 asked getting pissed.

John laughed still playing with his lighter.

I decided to speak up, "John, just give him a light." I muttered not wanting to get into a fight with humans.

"No. I want something from him." John said looking at me.

"John, stop showing off for Rogue." Bobby said.

"I wasn't showing off for her, I don't need to show off for her!" John said getting a little defensive.

"John, seriously–"

But I was cut off as one of the guys grabbed the lighter out of John's hand.

"HEY!" John yelled standing up.

"Your not so tough, now are ya?" The guy asked smirking with the cigarette.

John laughed bitterly then winked.

It happened so fast I wasn't even aware of all the facts until 10 minutes later. John made the cigarette blowup and catch fire to the guys jacket. He didn't do anything about it, just watched laughing, as I stared at him wondering if he was ever going to put it out. Bobby stood up then and pulled an iceman and put the fire out himself. That's when the whole museum when still, totally still. It was like Piper on Charmed had frozen the whole room.

"Bobby? What did you do?" I whispered looking at the frozen guys.

"I-I don't know." he stuttered.

I looked over at John, who looked pissed, but he got his Zippo back from the now frozen guy.

"You didn't do anything, I did." a voice said.

A voice I heard at least once a week.

Marvelous, I was in deep.

"Rogue, John, Bobby, the next time you feel like showing off. Don't."

I felt my face heat up with shame and embarrassment. I couldn't even look at John, all I looked at was the tv, where everyone else's interest went to. I was stunned at the news they were sharing, a mutant attack? What was going to happen?

"I think it's time to go."

And with that we were out of there. I wondered as we headed out of the museum, what was going to happen to us, but I pushed that thought away, nothing would happen, it was a one time mistake, right?

And what was with John? I felt like he enjoyed seeing another person get hurt. With that little stunt he pulled, and what he had shared with me a couple weeks back I was starting to worry about him, was he turning into something...bad? If so what was I going to do about it? And could I save him?

I shook my head, not wanting to think about a bad John. John wasn't bad, he was fine, he was a fighter, that's the only reason he was provoking those guys. He just liked to get a rise out of people them get in a fight. Even if John was turning bad, he was a fighter and could fight it off. I turned towards him, as he walked next to me out of the museum, he was staring at his Zippo getting looks from the teachers.

I took a deep breath and put and arm around his shoulders. "Hey, it'll be fine, you know, we're probably not in that much trouble." I said in a hope to make him feel better. He nodded smiling a sad smile at me and looked towards the doors as we walked out and into a world of fighters.

(A/N: John is starting to show his true colors. WHat will Rogue do? hmmmm. LoL. Please review or read. whichever or both is better!)