Title: X-Men: Minority Within Minority
Author: Felidae Silvestris
Disclaimer: If you haven't figured out that I do NOT own X-Men, you are seriously messed up and should go whack yourself over the head with a text-book or encyclopedia, whichever you have lying around. I also do not own Shiyama Hogosha/Drills.
Author's Note: This is an extremely short chapter. I did it on accident … oopsies…
Chapter: Discussion
"Stop trying to get into my mind, Frost!" Himeko snapped. "I can feel it, so don't try to tell me that you're not."
The blond Telepath sighed heavily. "Himeko, why must you make this difficult?" Emma folded her hands on her desktop, staring down the younger mutant.
"That's my job. And besides, the only reason I'm here is so that you can tell Xavier that I've stopped running."
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Stopped running?"
"From my emotions and memories." Himeko stood abruptly and stalked from the room.
"That girl…" Emma shook her head. "She's more messed up than I am."
"I should be pleased that Miss Sorano actually attended her appointment, but that she left not five minutes into it…" Xavier folded his hands in front of him.
"You know she doesn't like telepaths," Rogue said.
"Be that as it may…"
"She also doesn't like being analyzed. She's making progress all by herself, Professor!"
"I know that, Rogue, but the girl needs adult supervision."
"She's seventeen, Professor. She doesn't want adults looking over her shoulder every moment of the day. Half the time, she doesn't want Kitty or I around."
Xavier sighed heavily. "You know I worry about her, Rogue."
"We all do, Professor. Himeko can take care of herself and if she can't … Hogosha will help her, I'm sure. Just … let her alone for a while, okay?"
Xavier though for a moment and then nodded. "For a while, at least."
Mutants This Chapter: Himeko Sorano/Maneru, Emma Frost/The White Queen, Professor Charles Xavier/Professor X, and Rogue.