Not another Rietro fic!
Chapter 1: Only three hundred and forty eight!?!
A/N: Man, why do I continue to write Valentine's day fanfics? I already wrote one, and it's not even Valentine's day any more!!! I blame it on boredom. Right now I have nothing better to do then write fanfiction. Anywho, this really has absolutely nothing to do with the ol' 'V' day, it's just on Feb. 14th. All right, here comes the shocker…this is not a Rietro!!! DUNDUNDUN! Can't believe it right? Well here's the thing, We now have a following, and more and more People are writing Rietro, which is awesome!!! So BAZZER, Linkin-spike, MBLite, Luci, Phoenix Angel Suyari, don't worry, I have not been converted. I could never do that to poor Pietro. He is still my favorite sexy speedster. However, before I became hooked on Rietro, I was a loyal Lance/Rogue reader, and Lotus blossum was the god of all Rogue/Lance! I luv lance with a passion, and I need a bit of a change I think. If you hate me right now, well hey! I already wrote two Rietro things!!! Gimme a break!!! Anywho, hope ya like. ~Rio~
Rogue walked into the school, ducking under the giant heart hanging in the doorway. The inside of the school was a mess, girls giggling in corners together, guys blushing like mad as they tried to give little boxes of chocolates or flowers to girls. Rogue sighed. It was going to be a long day. Couples were everywhere, but Rogue just ignored them. She spotted Kitty talking with a bunch of cheerleaders; all of them giggling and showing off the little things various heartsick guys had given them. Rogue shook her head in wonder. How could anyone get so worked up over a single day? It didn't make any sense. Rogue made her way to her locker and deposited her bag, and then she walked to her first class. In history the teacher was talking about the history of valentine's day, which most people found appalling, Rogue found it the most interesting thing she'd heard all day.
All her classes had something to do with Valentine's day. Everyone was in a funk about it for some reason. Even her math teacher found a way to fit valentine's day into their class! Finally the bell sounded and Rogue let out a sigh of relief. Lunch. The best part of the day.
She quickly dropped her books in her locker and went outside. She made her way towards the parking lot. "Well hello Rogue." A sleazy voice said from behind her.
Rogue scowled and turned. "Waddya want Ajax?" She spat.
Ajax, a senior punk who enjoyed nothing more than making Rogues life miserable, looked mock-hurt. "Why Rogue love, I thought I meant something to you."
Rogue snorted and turned around, heading across the parking lot. A hand grabbed at her wrist.
"Now honey, the psychiatrist said that we have to be open with our feelings."
Rogue whirled to face the oily senior. "What do ya want Ajax?" She demanded.
Ajax grinned. "You really want to know?" He asked, stepping into her. Rogue's eyes widened.
"Is there a problem here?" A deep voice asked from behind the senior boy.
Rogue looked pass Ajax to see her savior.
***
The brotherhood boys were chilling at the lunch tables outside.
Freddie was eating, what else is new?
Todd was off making sport of unsuspecting couples' clothing.
Lance was lying on a table, watching the clouds pass by.
Pietro was at the next table, counting all of the valentines he had gotten that year.
"Three hundred and forty eight!" He cried.
Lance sat up to see an extremely shocked and hurt expression on the speedster's face.
Lance sighed.
"So what's the current female population of the school?" He asked.
"Three hundred and fifty! There are two girls out there who don't think I'm a sex god!"
Pietro started to pace while pouring out his heart about how he was so un- appreciated. Lance sighed again
And noticed a fairly attractive girl behind Pietro.
"Uh, Pete? Hate to interrupt the pity fest but you have a subject who comes bearing a gift."
Pietro whirled around. He applied his 'I am a sexy bitch' grin and the girl almost melted into a puddle at his feet.
"Yes, oh lovely? How may you be of service to me?"
"Um…h-here you go Pi-Pietro." The girl said her face so red she could have been a tomato.
Pietro accepted her little card with a smile, and then he gave the girl a big hug. "OHTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" He cried. "I AM perfect!"
He let the girl go and she stumbled away in a daze. Pietro turned to Lance.
"That makes one hundred and-" "Forty-nine." Lance finished for him, a grin on his face.
"Still one out there that you can't catch." He said.
Pietro looked at Lance blankly for a second and then broke down.
"NOOOO!" he cried. "It's not fair!"
Lance chuckled.
"Too bad, I guess you didn't woo her this year. Then again, who has?
Pietro's head snapped up.
"You know who it is don't you?"
Lance shrugged. But Pietro tackled him.
"Tell me! Now! Who is she? Tell me!"
Lance chuckled.
"I don't think you're going to get this one, she did live with us you know."
Pietro looked at Lance. Tabby? No, he had gotten a flower from her this morning. That left,
"Rogue."
"Bingo." Lance said with a wink.
Pietro looked around for the Goth girl frantically.
"Are you sure you should bother? I mean, we are talking about Rogue here."
Lance said, casually leaning back onto the table.
Pietro caught the faint hopeful tone in his leader's voice.
My, my, now isn't that a little bit of interesting information?
Pietro spotted her, and he noticed that his former teammate seemed to be getting a little bit of forced Valentine's day fun herself.
"Maybe you're right Lance, because as soon as that guy touches her, she's gonna have to leave anyway, and then I'll have my perfect rep. Back."
Lance shot up. "Where?" He demanded.
Pietro pointed and Lance took off towards the parking lot.
Pietro went off to find Fred and Todd.
***
Lance came up behind the boy.
"Is there a problem here?" He asked casually.
Both Rogue and the boy whirled around to see who had spoken.
Rogue looked shocked, the boy looked extremely pissed.
"Yeah," He said. "There is a problem. You. Now could you please remove yourself? My babe and I were enjoying ourselves."
Lance glanced at Rogue, who was un–successfully trying to get out of the stronger boy's grip without touching him.
"Why don't you just let her go man? She isn't that important."
Lance said, trying to get out of this without hurting Rogue.
The boy sneered.
"Maybe she is, maybe she isn't, but that's none of your business." He pulled Rogue away.
Up until this point Lance had wondered why the girl hadn't tried to get away, but now he could see just how close the boy was to touching her skin. If Rogue tried to pull away, his hand would touch her bare skin. Lance had to think quickly, and the boy was pulling Rogue farther and farther away. He could also see the crowd that had started to gather.
Finally he came after them.
Please let this work.
"Hey, asshole!" He called.
The boy turned around to face him.
"I told you to get your slimy hands off my girlfriend!"
***
A/N: Well there it is, I actually started this on Valentine's day, but then I just sort of left it un-finished. Hope you all like it! There will be more soon, but it might not be for a couple more days, *avoids various objects thrown by readers* HEY WATCH IT! I'm going over my original story and making some changes to it, not that any of you care (…Oh come on! You know you want to go read it( LOL, anywho, so I'll try to update either this or another one of my stories within the next couple days. (maybe, if I get lots of reviews, I'll do two updates;) Anywho, thank you to basically all the other Rietro and Rogue/Lance writers who have managed to update at least ten times before I slowly make my way to the computer( Rietro 4ever! Lance rox us all! Brohood rulz! ~Rio~
Chapter 1: Only three hundred and forty eight!?!
A/N: Man, why do I continue to write Valentine's day fanfics? I already wrote one, and it's not even Valentine's day any more!!! I blame it on boredom. Right now I have nothing better to do then write fanfiction. Anywho, this really has absolutely nothing to do with the ol' 'V' day, it's just on Feb. 14th. All right, here comes the shocker…this is not a Rietro!!! DUNDUNDUN! Can't believe it right? Well here's the thing, We now have a following, and more and more People are writing Rietro, which is awesome!!! So BAZZER, Linkin-spike, MBLite, Luci, Phoenix Angel Suyari, don't worry, I have not been converted. I could never do that to poor Pietro. He is still my favorite sexy speedster. However, before I became hooked on Rietro, I was a loyal Lance/Rogue reader, and Lotus blossum was the god of all Rogue/Lance! I luv lance with a passion, and I need a bit of a change I think. If you hate me right now, well hey! I already wrote two Rietro things!!! Gimme a break!!! Anywho, hope ya like. ~Rio~
Rogue walked into the school, ducking under the giant heart hanging in the doorway. The inside of the school was a mess, girls giggling in corners together, guys blushing like mad as they tried to give little boxes of chocolates or flowers to girls. Rogue sighed. It was going to be a long day. Couples were everywhere, but Rogue just ignored them. She spotted Kitty talking with a bunch of cheerleaders; all of them giggling and showing off the little things various heartsick guys had given them. Rogue shook her head in wonder. How could anyone get so worked up over a single day? It didn't make any sense. Rogue made her way to her locker and deposited her bag, and then she walked to her first class. In history the teacher was talking about the history of valentine's day, which most people found appalling, Rogue found it the most interesting thing she'd heard all day.
All her classes had something to do with Valentine's day. Everyone was in a funk about it for some reason. Even her math teacher found a way to fit valentine's day into their class! Finally the bell sounded and Rogue let out a sigh of relief. Lunch. The best part of the day.
She quickly dropped her books in her locker and went outside. She made her way towards the parking lot. "Well hello Rogue." A sleazy voice said from behind her.
Rogue scowled and turned. "Waddya want Ajax?" She spat.
Ajax, a senior punk who enjoyed nothing more than making Rogues life miserable, looked mock-hurt. "Why Rogue love, I thought I meant something to you."
Rogue snorted and turned around, heading across the parking lot. A hand grabbed at her wrist.
"Now honey, the psychiatrist said that we have to be open with our feelings."
Rogue whirled to face the oily senior. "What do ya want Ajax?" She demanded.
Ajax grinned. "You really want to know?" He asked, stepping into her. Rogue's eyes widened.
"Is there a problem here?" A deep voice asked from behind the senior boy.
Rogue looked pass Ajax to see her savior.
***
The brotherhood boys were chilling at the lunch tables outside.
Freddie was eating, what else is new?
Todd was off making sport of unsuspecting couples' clothing.
Lance was lying on a table, watching the clouds pass by.
Pietro was at the next table, counting all of the valentines he had gotten that year.
"Three hundred and forty eight!" He cried.
Lance sat up to see an extremely shocked and hurt expression on the speedster's face.
Lance sighed.
"So what's the current female population of the school?" He asked.
"Three hundred and fifty! There are two girls out there who don't think I'm a sex god!"
Pietro started to pace while pouring out his heart about how he was so un- appreciated. Lance sighed again
And noticed a fairly attractive girl behind Pietro.
"Uh, Pete? Hate to interrupt the pity fest but you have a subject who comes bearing a gift."
Pietro whirled around. He applied his 'I am a sexy bitch' grin and the girl almost melted into a puddle at his feet.
"Yes, oh lovely? How may you be of service to me?"
"Um…h-here you go Pi-Pietro." The girl said her face so red she could have been a tomato.
Pietro accepted her little card with a smile, and then he gave the girl a big hug. "OHTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" He cried. "I AM perfect!"
He let the girl go and she stumbled away in a daze. Pietro turned to Lance.
"That makes one hundred and-" "Forty-nine." Lance finished for him, a grin on his face.
"Still one out there that you can't catch." He said.
Pietro looked at Lance blankly for a second and then broke down.
"NOOOO!" he cried. "It's not fair!"
Lance chuckled.
"Too bad, I guess you didn't woo her this year. Then again, who has?
Pietro's head snapped up.
"You know who it is don't you?"
Lance shrugged. But Pietro tackled him.
"Tell me! Now! Who is she? Tell me!"
Lance chuckled.
"I don't think you're going to get this one, she did live with us you know."
Pietro looked at Lance. Tabby? No, he had gotten a flower from her this morning. That left,
"Rogue."
"Bingo." Lance said with a wink.
Pietro looked around for the Goth girl frantically.
"Are you sure you should bother? I mean, we are talking about Rogue here."
Lance said, casually leaning back onto the table.
Pietro caught the faint hopeful tone in his leader's voice.
My, my, now isn't that a little bit of interesting information?
Pietro spotted her, and he noticed that his former teammate seemed to be getting a little bit of forced Valentine's day fun herself.
"Maybe you're right Lance, because as soon as that guy touches her, she's gonna have to leave anyway, and then I'll have my perfect rep. Back."
Lance shot up. "Where?" He demanded.
Pietro pointed and Lance took off towards the parking lot.
Pietro went off to find Fred and Todd.
***
Lance came up behind the boy.
"Is there a problem here?" He asked casually.
Both Rogue and the boy whirled around to see who had spoken.
Rogue looked shocked, the boy looked extremely pissed.
"Yeah," He said. "There is a problem. You. Now could you please remove yourself? My babe and I were enjoying ourselves."
Lance glanced at Rogue, who was un–successfully trying to get out of the stronger boy's grip without touching him.
"Why don't you just let her go man? She isn't that important."
Lance said, trying to get out of this without hurting Rogue.
The boy sneered.
"Maybe she is, maybe she isn't, but that's none of your business." He pulled Rogue away.
Up until this point Lance had wondered why the girl hadn't tried to get away, but now he could see just how close the boy was to touching her skin. If Rogue tried to pull away, his hand would touch her bare skin. Lance had to think quickly, and the boy was pulling Rogue farther and farther away. He could also see the crowd that had started to gather.
Finally he came after them.
Please let this work.
"Hey, asshole!" He called.
The boy turned around to face him.
"I told you to get your slimy hands off my girlfriend!"
***
A/N: Well there it is, I actually started this on Valentine's day, but then I just sort of left it un-finished. Hope you all like it! There will be more soon, but it might not be for a couple more days, *avoids various objects thrown by readers* HEY WATCH IT! I'm going over my original story and making some changes to it, not that any of you care (…Oh come on! You know you want to go read it( LOL, anywho, so I'll try to update either this or another one of my stories within the next couple days. (maybe, if I get lots of reviews, I'll do two updates;) Anywho, thank you to basically all the other Rietro and Rogue/Lance writers who have managed to update at least ten times before I slowly make my way to the computer( Rietro 4ever! Lance rox us all! Brohood rulz! ~Rio~
