[R.U.F!: Almost there. XD - Iqin AJ. 3]

[Location: Hilton Athens - Athīna, Greece - 9:40 PM]

o [Bobby's/Peter's Room]

Didn't she want him, anymore? Why did she look down when he begged for a kiss? But she flushed. Was she shy... or was she angry?

Bobby Drake sighed; letting out a cold breath.

Why are girls so hard?, he thought. He wanted a kiss and he knew Kitty wanted it, too. She seemed happy when he came to pay her a short visit - which supposed to be romantic. It was almost perfect before that holy terror barged in but that was fine.

He'll go for it again. Only for her.

[Location: The Parthenon - Athīna, Greece - 8:00 AM]

Aristides Demetriou was a twenty year-old mutant: blackish-brown hair, dark grayish-green eyes and olive skin. He had the ability to expel various forms of energy from his body. His second aptitude was power negation, the facility of canceling superpowers of others and his third power was being able to manipulate the time. He was also a martial-artist. His powers were manifested when he was only ten years-old; releasing a robust blast of energy, unintentionally and the energy burnt down his family's residence - killing his little brother, Cleander. His parents were shamefaced and they'd never forgive him for what he'd done so they sent him away to an orphanage, where he'd grown up.

Aristides - or his sobriquet; Aris, crouched on one of the stairs of Parthenon. His silver-green eyes shone as the sun-rays hit them. The gentle wind whistled - blowing his midnight brown hair, softly as he glanced around with narrowed eyes. Soon, he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. Aris slowly stood up and turned around to see a brown-haired man.

"You're not alone.", Professor Xavier offered a warm smile.

[Location: The Beach - Athīna, Greece - 5:00 PM]

It was a perfect day, coupled with the beautiful weather. Ms. Munroe or better Storm, gave the students the last day to rest but a brunette decided to go to the beach; by the reason of needing some time alone.

She was in a white three-quarter pants and a dark gray tank-top. Her newly cut shoulder-length hair was left untied, leaving it to blow in the swirling wind. She walked along the beach, waves hitting her ankles with the slightly bright sun against her exquisite face. She was finally brought to a standstill while she gazed into the horizon, mesmerized with the beauty of a Greek beach. The beach was far away from the hotel but that somehow made her feel so much... better. One word, one name, one disappointment. And all of them were flying, chaotically in her head. "But he's mine!" She bit her own bottom-lip, hard and sighed, quietly. Maybe she should sidestep? No? Yes? She glanced down at her legs.

"Why so far?"

A recognizable, soft voice said in the act of falling into a step next to her. He looked at her with his breathtaking blue eyes, "Hm?", he simpered. He was only in a white t-shirt and black jeans with his spiky brown hair, sloppy. "Last night"-he shifted to her-"I was broken inside.", he stated. "But I also owe the girl an apology.", he added with a pretty sad tone. "I was just... I don't know.", he rolled his shoulders as he turned his head to stare at the ocean. The young-lady wrapped an arm around herself but made no moves to even catch a glimpse at the gentleman standing next to her. She didn't open her mouth to speak for she was out of words to put up a sentence.

"Answer me, please.", Bobby Drake demanded, smoothly.

"What do you want me to say?", Kitty Pryde eventually turned to him.

The young-man looked down at her. No, not look - he was ogling her. "I want you to be honest.", he commanded. "Do you-", he began but a third person showed up. "Get back here; it's almost sundown!", it was Warren who was actually grumbling since he couldn't use his wings to fly - or the humans will freak out. Bobby exhaled a cold breath of vexation and was totally not in his good-mood...

...as Warren dragged them to his car.

[Thanks so much for reading and please review! - Iqin AJ 3]