Okay, I know I have a lot of things on the go at the moment, but this has been in my head for a while.
Basically, it's an X-Men AU where Cherik is canon. They have Pietro, Wanda and David as children. Raven and Azazel are together with Rogue (adopted) and Kurt as their children.
Kurt and David are the same age, along with Remy/Gambit….I'll let the story tell the rest.
Please read and review.
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As the weeks passed, Remy found himself growing used to the loud, rumbustious nature of the school and the almost constant presence of his two, new friends brought him out of his shell slightly.
However, summer break was almost over, and he knew that he would have to make a serious decision. Local school with David and Kurt, or stay here with other teens such as Warren.
Speaking of Warren;
"Hold it steady David…" whispered Kurt as they leaned over the top bannister, a bucket of water floating in the air above the main entrance hall…. Specifically, over Warren.
A couple of days ago, Warren had stuck his piece of gum on Kurt's tail, despite there being a bin right next to him. With all the fur covering Kurt's body, removing the gum had resulted in the blue-skinned teen being left with a bald patch on his tail.
This was a little bit of revenge.
David didn't seem to be struggling to hold the bucket in position, but he was clearly getting fed up of Warren groupies. "Come on…" he muttered, "…. Surely he hasn't got anything that interesting to say!"
"Why do de cheries find him so interestin' I wonder?" mused Remy, pushing the thoughts of school to the back of his head, "It cannot be his sparklin' personality!"
"Money…" sighed David, "… people go gaga over money."
"And he has ze blonde hair and ze blue eyes…." Chuckled Kurt, "… zat alvays helps."
The other two nodded in agreement, silently waiting for the perfect opportunity.
"I sincerely hope you're not thinking of doing what- Oh you are."
The three all startled at Professor Xavier's voice, spinning around to face him… and losing concentration on the bucket of water. Without taking their eyes off the Professor, the three listened as the bucket fell, twisting in mid-air to pour water all over Warren and a couple of his female friends.
As the girls screamed and Warren swore in anger, Charles raised an eyebrow at the innocent look his son and friends were trying to portray.
"Really?" he asked, "A bucket of water? I thought I told you two…" he pointedly glanced at Kurt and David, "… to leave Warren alone. This prank war between you boys is going to get out of control."
He turned to Remy, "Remy, I was wondering whether I could have a word with you?"
Remy nodded, moving to follow Charles. The other two also moved as though to follow, however, Charles soon stopped them in their tracks. "Oh no…" he scolded, "… not you two. You two are going to apologise to Warren and his friends."
"But Dad!"
"Now David!"
Without waiting for the pair to protest again, Charles turned away and headed towards his office, closely followed by Remy.
….
"Now Remy…" began Charles as he wheeled himself behind his desk, "… I don't suppose you've given any thought to the upcoming school year, have you?"
Seating himself opposite the Professor, Remy shrugged. "R-Remy don' know…. If somet'ing can be done about his eyes, den Remy'd like to go to de public school?"
The Professor nodded eagerly, "Of course, of course!" He pulled his desk drawer open, and pulled out a small container, "I assumed that would be your decision, so I took the liberty of buying some brown contacts for you."
"D-did you read Remy's mind?"
Professor Xavier smiled and shook his head, "I don't make a habit of reading people's minds. It's considered impolite. I just assumed that you would want to join David and Kurt."
Flushing slightly, Remy nodded. "Right… w-would Remy be startin' dis term?"
"If you want. Or you can wait until the new school year… there is another option."
"Oh?"
There was silence for a few moments, before Xavier sighed. "You don't talk about your family very often. Wouldn't you prefer to go home? I know it might be scary after so long but- "
"Non…. Interrupted Remy, "…. Remy can' go back."
"I'm sure if we- "
"Non…. Papa and Henri are gone" Remy sobbed, "And it's all Remy's fault."
Xavier didn't have anything he could say. Judging from Remy's statement of Sabretooth's attack, it was very unlikely that the two older men had survived. "Very well…" the Professor sighed, "… shall I assume you would like to start straight away?"
Remy nodded tearily, accepting a box of tissues that was silently slid across the desk. "I-if Remy can?"
"Of course, you can. I can easily enrol you for the new term. Do you need some school supplies?"
Remy nodded, and Xavier smiled. "No worries. You can either pop to the mall to get yourself some new supplies, or maybe David and Kurt will lend you some stuff?"
"R-Remy 'd like to get some new t'ings, mais he have no money?"
Waving his hand is dismissal, Xavier chuckled. "Consider it a loan Remy. If any student needs money, they are more than welcome to borrow it, as long as they are willing to do some chores in order to help out around the house and school."
"Merci! Remy can do dat!"
Xavier nodded his thanks, "Well you may not think that after cleaning up the mess of dozens of messy children, but I appreciate the enthusiasm. I'll get you enrolled for the next term, alright?"
Nodding, Remy moved to leave. Before he reached the door, Xavier's voice stopped him in his tracks. "Would you mind sending David and Kurt in here? I just need to…. Have a word with them."
Remy winced. That did not sound like it was going to be a friendly chat.
…..
"This is going to be awesome!" whooped David as Kurt teleported them into the woods near the school boundaries, "We'll be like the Three Musketeers!"
Remy grinned, trying not to rub his eye as he got used to the contacts. "Which one are you mon ami?"
"Aramis clearly. I'm the charming one."
Kurt scoffed at this, "Ze scary zing is zat he's right…. Everyone seems to love him for some reason."
"It's because I'm so charming!"
They all strode onto the school yard, with eyes almost immediately turning to Remy. David and Kurt smirked to themselves as they heard the girls tittering as they went by.
"It sounds like you might be developing your own Angel-style fan-club…" teased David, nudging Remy in the side, "… poor you."
Remy glanced around, smiling at the group of girls near the entrance to the school…. they practically fainted on the stairs. "Remy t'ink he may like it here."
…
"David… David!"
Remy and Kurt glanced at each other during music class. It was the last class of the day, and
everyone was beginning to feel the strain of the long day…. Especially David. Their friend was staring out of the window, smirking as he stared at a couple at the edge of the grass.
Whatever they were thinking about each together must have been interesting, because David only reacted when the teacher practically yelled his name.
"DAVID!"
The teen flinched, almost falling off his chair in surprise as the teacher glared at him.
"Glad to see I've finally got your attention…" she growled, "…what's so fascinating out there I wonder?"
David twisted around to glance at his friends, before shaking his head. "I was paying attention to you! I just happened to be looking outside…"
"Really? Then call you tell me the last thing that I said?"
There was silence for a few seconds, before David gave the teacher his most charming smile. "David, will you pay attention?"
The rest of the class chuckled at this, with Remy and Kurt turning to their friend and grinning in solidarity.
Their teacher however, was not as impressed.
"Seeing as you seem to know everything about chord structure…" she began, "…. Perhaps you can give us an example of melodic, minor ascending on the piano?"
David looked confused for a brief moment, before grinning and moving towards the piano, smirking at the class. When he played the first few notes, the students gasped in amazement and laughed.
"It seems today… that all you see,
Is violence in movies, and sex on TV!
But where are those good old-fashioned values…. On which we used to rely!"
"Alright David…" the Teacher tried to interrupt, but was too late.
Before the teacher could gain control, the class joined in with the tune.
"Lucky there's a family guy!
Lucky there's a man who… positively can do, all the things that make us- "
"- laugh and cry!" Remy solo-sang, badly imitating David's English accent.
"He's a family guuuuuuuy!" finished the rest of the class, laughing as the teacher groaned.
"Alright everyone…." The teacher sighed, "…. Thank you so much for that. I'll see you next week."
As the class quickly packed up their notebooks and pens, David, Remy and Kurt grinned at each other.
"Is every day like dis?" asked Remy, moving towards the classroom door.
Kurt nodded, "Ja. You get used to it."
Before they could fully exit the classroom, the teacher called David back. "I need to speak to you…." She stated, gesturing for Remy and Kurt to leave the room.
Rolling his eyes, David remained behind as his friends left.
Outside of the classroom, Kurt watched as several girls tittered and waved at Remy, most of them blushing when Remy winked at them. With his copper red locks and warm brown eyes (provided with contacts), Remy was one of the more attractive boys in the school… even if he was hanging out with Kurt and David.
They were only there for around five minutes, before David backed out of the room, hands up in surrender. "I completely understand. It won't happen again, I swear!"
Without waiting for the teacher's answer, David shut the door and strode over to his friends. "I don't think I'm allowed to have any fun…" he muttered, focusing on the classroom door, "… it was harmless fun right?"
Remy and Kurt both nodded in agreement as David smirked at them. "Watch this…." He whispered, gesturing at the wall which separated the corridor from the classroom.
From within the class, there was a couple of loud crashes and the teacher yelping in shock.
"Bye bye neatly organised music books…." Chuckled David, encouraging his friends to move further down the corridor.
Kurt however, was not as impressed.
"Zat pile of music books was very high…." He scolded, "… vhat if zey fell on her?!"
Batting his hand at his cousin, David rolled his eyes. "I scanned her mind, she was at her desk looking over lesson plans for tomorrow. And thinking some very not nice things about me by the way!"
"Zat doesn't mean zat you should knock over her books!"
There was only silence this time, as David just scoffed. Sensing the tenseness between the two, Remy cleared his throat. "Maybe we should go back to de school, non?"
Kurt glared at his cousin, before nodding. "Ja. Let's get to ze voods first."
The whole way to the woods just on the borders of the public school, David remained in silence. His fingers were twitching as he clutched the straps if his backpack, a deep frown on his face.
"Don't vorry…." Stated Kurt in a mock-whisper, "… he's just sulking because he knows he vas wrong."
David stormed ahead of them, as there was a deafening crack from above. A large branch splintered away from a tree and crashed to the ground in front of Kurt and Remy.
"Let's. Just. Go." Growled David, a deeper voice seemingly speaking over the top of him.
Remy took a step back, ignoring how Kurt grabbed his sleeve, before cautiously taking hold of the back of David's t-shirt. Once he made sure that they were alone, they teleported away to the Xavier Mansion.
As soon as the sulphur smelling cloud disappeared, David stormed away from his friend and waved the doors open, startling everyone inside as they slammed against the walls. He then stormed upstairs to where the bedrooms were. Upon hearing the loud noise, Erik (who Remy had only seen briefly before), came rushing out of the main living area.
"What the- "
Seeing Remy and Kurt standing in the main entrance, Erik came rushing over to them. "What happened?" he growled.
There was silence for a few moments, before Kurt sighed. "David got into trouble at school… he did somezing and I told him he vas wrong. But he just…. Shut us out."
Erik sighed, "Charles said he sensed David having another one of his headaches last night…. I'll let him know what's happened."
Before the older man could walk away, Kurt stepped forwards. "Do you zink it's…." he stopped, noticing other students in the area, "…. You-know-who surfacing again?"
"I hope not…" Erik glanced at the pair and sighed, "…. Don't worry about David. Me and Charles will fix it."
Remy and Kurt watched as Erik strode in the direction of Charles's office.
"Will David be okay?" Remy asked.
"I don't know…."
