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The ride home from the children's hospital gala was a quiet one. Piotr hadn't spoken since he had gotten into the driver's seat nor did the others. As soon as he came to stop, Piotr got out of the car and left the three still in the vehicle.

After Lance showed up, the three gave them privacy while Lance and Kitty talked outside the car for the next ten minutes. Piotr shifting constantly watching the his crush and her ex talk.

Kitty gave a sigh, opened up her door, and slid out of the seat, shutting the door behind her, just leaving Remy and Anna to sit there in silence until she broke it.

"Well, that was a great way to end a perfect night." Remy looking over at her with a disgust look on his face then opening up his door and slamming it behind him. That did it for Anna.

"You know?" She shouted as she opened up her door, and slammed it behind her, Remy walking around the front of the van to the passenger side to face her. He was ready to fight. He hadn't verbally fought with someone in a long time, and it was well overdue. "What is your problem!"

"My problem? MY PROBLEM!" He shouted back at her, she taken aback to the sound of his voice. She had seen him mad, but this was a new kind of mad. "You and you're little fuck me tattoo are my problem!" He pointed at her, still dressed in his black tux, and her in her gown.

"What?"

"You heard me. Might as well be a fuck me sign." He quoted the line that Mike had used that one night at the club.

"Fuck me sign? What? You think that just because Ah get some tattoo that Ah'm sleeping around? Do you realize how stupid you sound right now? DO you have any idea?" She said back to him standing her ground.

"WELL, pretty much the whole school knows that you and Mr. Sexy Man," he said in a mocking voice, "Are pretty much doing the…the…love sandwich when ever you get a chance. Is that why you moved in with him?"

"WHAT? Love sandwich!"

"That is another thing, you and Ben and your little jokes about Playboy and stuff."

"Oh my God." Anna's voice got quiet to his last few words. "You're jealous of my roommates."

"Pfiff." He said turning away from her, putting his hands on his hips.

"Well, you shouldn't be!"

"And why is that?" He turned back to her, still pissed as ever.

"Why? Cause Mike eats Easy Cheese straight from the can, and burps the alphabet, the whole alphabet. And Ben, he picks his belly button and tries to get me to smell his finger. Also, I think Tabby and him have a little thing on the side ANYWAYS! Now, you tell me why the hell Ah would be attracted to that?"

"Well, you do have shitty taste."

"What is the hell is that supposed to mean?" Anna took his remark like a slap in the face.

"You know with Worthington. Taking his arm, and being by his side all night."

"He was being nice to me, unlike some people who have pretty much ignored me the ENTIRE time since Ah got back here."

"That's not the point!" He threw his hands up in the air. "The point is I don't even know you anymore! Look at you? Your outfit, your hair."

"What because Ah don't live and breathe black anymore that makes me not myself."

"The girl that I knew before she left would never have forgotten who she was."

"For your information, Ah am still the same person who Ah was before Ah left for Arizona."

"Yeah? Prove it!" He challenged her and she said nothing. She simply turned on her heal and headed out the side door.

"YOU SUCK REMY LEBEAU!" Grabbing the door handle, and slamming the side door, leaving Remy behind by himself. He turned away from it, and stood there in silence.

"She is not getting the last word on this one." He said out loud and headed out after her.

Piotr has only made it inside and partially up the stairs when Kitty called after him.

"Piotr will you please stop." He stood there with his back to her, not moving.

"I'm sorry that you had to wait for me while I talked to Lance." He nodded to her comment still not looking at her and continued to take a step forward. "But, I'm not sorry that he is my ex. You cannot not talk to me about something that happened way before you and I were ever…well, whatever you call it." She finished as she muttered under her breath looking to the floor.

"It is okay Katya." His words made her shift her eyes up at him, now facing her.

"Good." She spoke quietly. "Cause I was thinking since I was dressed and you were dressed we could go out. Maybe run through a drive through or something. That gala food wasn't the greatest."

"Da." Know standing on the step in front of her.

"Good."

"Good."

She linked her arm with his and headed back towards the front door both with smiles on their faces. Once at the doors, Piotr released her arm and opened the door for only to see her smile fade instantly.

Piotr glanced outside to the porch to see him standing there.

"Kitty can I talk to you?" Lance spoke with his hands in his pocket.

She didn't say anything and Piotr just looked to the ground with a locked jaw. She closed her eyes tight and reopened them. "Piotr could you just wait for me please." Piotr let his hand leave the door and nodded, headed for the rec room not very far away, Bobby coming in the opposite direction with a bag of chips.

"No." Piotr stopped dead in his tracks as he spoke the single word, Bobby stopping looking dumbfounded at the three.

"What?" Lance said in cocky tone, Kitty's eyes getting big.

"I said," Piotr turned to face the others "no." Bobby still watching between the two.

"Piotr please." Kitty whispered to him, as the tall Russian stepped in between the two to stand off with Lance.

"I think maybe Lance and I should talk instead."

"If you think I am going to duel with you Comrade, you thought wrong." Lance spoke hard still standing his ground.

"No powers."

Lance demeanor changed quickly and his smile changed to pure evil, Bobby quickly running in the opposite direction. "Deal."

"Oh and Lance?" Piotr turned to pass Kitty as he took of his tux jacket and tossing it over the stair railing.

"Yeah?"

"I'm not your comrade." Piotr swung hitting Lance square in the jaw.

The rec room…

Sam and Jubilee were playing a video game when Bobby busted through the doors.

"Fight!" He shouted, Sam and Jubilee not moving from their position.

"A real fight between Colossus and Avalanche." Still nothing out of the two.

"NO POWERS!" That seemed to do the trick.

She had only gotten a few feet ahead of him when he exited the garage. Hearing him exit, she turned to face him.

"Do you ever take the time to think why you and Ah stopped talking right before Ah came home? Just once did ya think?" Anna said, balancing herself to take off her heels so that they wouldn't sink into the ground.

"Probably because your were with Speedy Gonzales." He made a smart remark back.

"At least Ah rather be with Speedy Gonzales than Pepe LaPew!" Shoving Remy in the chest, still holding her shoes and turning back towards the mansion. "It took me three months to get over you!"

"Over me?" Remy voice changed from angry to confuse. "Did she just say over me?"

"Three months!" She faced him this time. "Ah saw you when Ah was at Mardi Gras with that blonde hanging all over you, and you talk about me."

"That was you wasn't it? It was you and Ben that I saw that night."

"You saw me?" Anna voiced changed to questionable to pissed off. "YOU saw me?"

"Wait a sec! You can't get mad at me when obviously you saw me first." He challenged her words. "Wait. Over me?"

"Just so you know, Ah still know who Ah am and where Ah come from." Ignoring his words and continuing on with her ranting, and turning back towards the house. "Ah know," she quickly turned back to face him "that Kurt does that stupid dance when he is happy and Logan talks to his bike when no one is looking. Ah know that you used to get on me about being afraid of my powers, when YOU hide behind a pair of sunglasses because you're afraid of yours!

"Ah know that you prefer the red Bicycle cards over the blue ones. Ah know that you don't wear those work jeans that you wear because they are ruined with grease and stuff, but because that there your favorite! Ah know that you fight with a bo stick not because you like it, but because your Dad did. And I know that…"

"Over me?"

"What!"

"You said you were over me? When….when were you…..under me?" They stood in silence like times before. Like the time at the warehouse, or the garage. Like the time in his room when he held her hand. But, the silence was broken when Anna's attention turned towards the house and Duke's barking could be heard through the doors.

(It's Raining Men – Geri Halliwell)

"What on Earth is he bark…Huh Oh my God!" Anna gasped as she saw Piotr and Lance bust threw the front doors and down the front steps of the school, Duke following them with his aggravated bark.

"For once, just once!" Remy said as he ran towards the two men, trying to break them up, ducking from being hit by either one of them.

They were fighting, getting kicks and punches in back and forth, and then Piotr throwing Lance into the school's fountain, then Lance standing tackling the Russian to the school's driveway.

"PETE! Stop this!" Kitty shouted from the school's porch stairs, Anna by her side now, while the other students cheered the fight on. "Anna I honestly don't know what happened." As she watched Piotr take a hit in the jaw. "LANCE!" the short girl shouted.

"Come on you guys!" Remy was trying to make calm and Anna descended the stairs to be by his side.

"Pete! What are ya doin'?" She shouted as she watched him push Lance of him.

"You told me to step up to the plate Anna." He replied back taking a lung forward at his opponent.

"Well, I didn't mean swinging!" Remy grabbed Anna to pull her back and out of the two's rage.

Anna looked over at Kitty who looked so lost as she looked at the ground as she felt the tremor to only look over at Lance quickly to see his eyes start to roll back into his head.

Then Anna heard the sound of metal forming around his body.

"Anna no!" Remy shouted as she left his side and ran in between the two without any hesitation. Piotr's fist came flying out to try to connect with his enemy, but it was stopped as Anna's fist met his fist, the sound of metal hitting metal. Lance not realizing what had just happened as he took a step forward, Anna quickly extending her other arm out at him while three bone claws pointed at him, making him stop in his spot.

"Holy shit." Bobby spoke up on the side lines.

"Know that Ah got your attention." Anna spoke. "Kitty get rid of Lance." Kitty walked quickly to Lance's side and dragged him in the direction of his jeep. "Remy get Pete inside." Remy at first not moving from his spot then making eye contact with the women in front of him with hard eyes, he did as he was asked to.

The others still watching as Anna was left standing. Bobby not taking his eyes of the bones protruding from her skin as she looked to the ground headed for her room.

She couldn't lock her bathroom door fast enough and lay out a towel across her counter. The set of bone claws still escaping her skin.

She looked to the mirror and shut her eyes as she began to concentrate on retracting the claws. She had never know how bad it hurt Logan to do this day in and day out, the stinging sensation was indescribable. Finally, she felt them slide back into her hands slowing, a tear escaping her closed lids.

The towel was laid there for a purpose to catch the blood from her seeping hands until she felt the tingle sensation of Logan's healing factor fall into place and close all six wounds.

She lowered her head in defeat as she let her eyes open again, glancing up to the mirror to see her familiar hair style back in place as another tear slide down her cheek, this time from open eyes.

After an hour to get his friend to finally calm down, Remy stood on the school's front porch lighting a cigarette still clad in his tux, loosing his tie. The fight had been a complete buzz kill.

Everything had happened so fast he could barely take it all in, exhaling the smoke as he looked at the garage that had its lights on.

She was picking up tools from the bench and putting them in the appropriate places with her back to him. She had changed into her black hooded sweatshirt, grey sweatpants with flip flops and her hair was down in large waves.

"Anna?" He spoke softly making her stop for a moment and then continue on.

"Look Remy, Ah really don't feel like fighting anymore okay?" She faced him now with red eyes that had shed a few tears earlier and two white streaks now that framed her face in her dark hair.

"I don't want to fight either." Still not moving from his position.

"Oh Ah see." The defensive Rogue he once knew was out. "You want to start with the questions. The so-called gifts that Ah have or how bout' my hair?"

"No." He spoke quietly to the girl who seemed to be in so much pain.

"Then what?"

There was that strange silence again through the garage between the two once more. Mainly because, Remy had crossed the garage quickly in a few steps and his mouth was upon Anna's instantly. She was cold and soft almost frightened, stunned. He slowly pulled back still cupping her face making sure that she was looking at him, her eyes searching for something in his. He had just ruined his relationship with his best friend. He began loosing his hands on her face, but she leaned in closer until she met him again.

The kissing started off slowly and gentle. His mouth asking for permission to enter and she allowed, tasting him and his bourbon. Then gentleness turned into eagerness and he was backing her up to the bench sliding his hands down her back to her buttocks lifting her up to sit on it, her legs rapping around him and locking.

She let her hands slide up his chest to his shoulders sliding his jacket off and to the floor. He broke the kiss only to pull her sweatshirt over head to reveal a white tank top underneath, running his hands down her bare shoulders then switching to sliding them underneath the material.

Anna pulled on his dress shirt so that it would untuck from his pants, running a finger between his skin and the waist band making him flinch and she quickly brought her head back to look at him.

"Commando huh?" She spoke with swollen lips as her finger rested on the elastic waist band of what felt like boxer shorts.

He smiled with half shut eyes resting his forehead on hers. "Well, it made you think didn't it?"

"Yeah. Ah guess it did." Leaning her head back as he lips went down her neck to her collar bone, then her eyes shifted to Ben's truck. "Sugah?"

"Hmmm.." He mumbled as he slid one strap off her shoulder.

"Don't you think we should move somewhere else if we are going to continue this." He head lifted so that their eyes met. "Ah mean ah love this bench, but it is kind of….well…dirty." She finished the last word right before their lips connected once more, then breaking so that his eyes followed hers. He got the idea.