Not another Rietro fic
Chapter 6: Old emotions with a vengeance
A/N: Woohoo! Alright, I know I said this last chapter but please! Everyone say thank you to Elisha, because let's face it, if it weren't for her then there wouldn't be any new chapters for a while at least. Newho, um for those of you who read it, No place to call home was actually updated before the last chapter of this story, but for some reason ff.net isn't recognizing that I did this except for on my profile. I'll try to get this fixed (I have no idea how though) before I update that story again. Newho, that's it for flashbacks in this story, back to the present! FINALLY, we will see rogue go to the brotherhood's house! Oh and I'm making up for my lateness by making this chapter really long:P Well read on mein fruends! BROHOOD RULZ! Kurt's a cutey pie:P Lance rox us all! ~Rio~
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When Rogue and Evan got back to the mansion, they went their separate ways. Evan went to shoot some hoops with the fuzzy dude, and Rogue went to go talk to Logan about going out that night. She searched the mansion high and low before finally finding him in the garage, working on his bike. He was revving it up, obviously trying to fix some kink in it. The bike went for a second and then sputtered and died again. "Goddamn it!" Logan yelled in frustration. "Sounds like a problem with your fuel intake." Rogue spoke up. Logan turned and growled at her unexpected presence. "You sayin' you could fix this stripes?" He said, obviously not believing her. "May ah?" Logan scowled skeptically but moved out of the way. Rogue nodded and took off her gloves before moving over to the tool bench and digging around until she found a socket wrench and mini flashlight. She squatted next to the bike and put the socket wrench in place, in five minutes she dislodged herself, her hands covered in oil, and started the bike. Immediately it roared to life. Rogue took the flashlight from her teeth and smiled at the extremely shocked Logan. "Well," He said, looking at the bike in disbelief. "Thanks stripes." Rogue smiled as she wiped her hands on one of the oil rags and put her gloves back on. "No problem Logan." "Just out of curiosity, where'd you learn to do that?" Rogue's smile diminished slightly as she thought about the real reason she had come to see Logan. "Ah, uh, back in Mississippi." She said pathetically. Logan shrugged, anyone could tell she was lying, but he wasn't the type to go prying where he wasn't wanted, at least not immediately anyway. "So," he said, changing the conversation. "Was there somethin' you wanted or did you just come by to spend time with me for great company?" Rogue shook her head. "I wanted to know if ah could go out tonight." "Depends," Logan said, leaning against the table and lighting a cigar. "Where ya goin' and with who?" "Ah'm just gonna hang out with some friends at their house and maybe go out driving for a while." Rogue said, hoping Logan wouldn't ask questions. No such luck. "And who are these friends?" "People from school." Logan could smell her sweat as she tried not to fidget. "And what might their names be?" "Uh, well ya see there's uh, Fredrick! Yeah and ol' Pete, maybe Rocko and Toddo too!" "Toddo?" Logan said, amused. Rogue sighed, "You gotta better name?" She said. Logan shook his head. "Can't say that I do, he is a hard one to figure out. Why don't we go take a walk stripes." Logan opened the garage door and led her out.to a bench. Rogue thought of the irony of it all. After they had sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes Logan puffed his cigar and glanced at her shifting position nervously beside him. "Why?" was all he asked. "Ah dunno Logan, Lance came up to me after school today after he had helped me out of a jam with this guy," Logan's eyebrows lifted but he said nothing. "And then once we were in the clear he asked if ah wanted to hang out with the guys tonight for ol' times sake. Ah dunno why ah agreed Logan, ah got a lot of memories back there. When Ah was recruited to y'all ah was terrified of ya and ah wasn't thinkin' properly, what with mystique still in mah head and all that, all ah thought about was her talkin' to Irene about how she needed mah power and that she couldn't lose me ta the professor. She was so evil ah just thought that whatever she wanted, the right thing to do must be the opposite." "That's a pretty good rule to live life by." Logan commented. "But where do the brotherhood punks fit into all of this?" Rogue sighed, she was NOT going to go through her past again, especially with Logan. "Look Logan, no offence but ah really don't want to go through this with ya, Ah already had ta explain bits to Evan, (A/N: and if I do it again I will suffer a horrible death at the hands of my readers:P) will you please just trust me?" Logan frowned at the southern mutant for a minute, wrestling with himself. At last he snubbed his cigar and looked at her. "Normally I wouldn't even think about the answer so consider yourself lucky, those punks are bad trouble and there's no way I'd let good normal kids near them." R ogue felt despair start to come over her. Logan got up and walked away from the bench as she put her head in her hands, she needed closure, couldn't he see that? Logan was half way to the mansion doors when he sighed and turned around. "Stripes? Do you consider yourself a good, normal kid?" He asked, and then walked back into the mansion. Rogue thought for a moment and then smiled slightly before rushing up to her room to get ready. She chose a normal long sleeved turtleneck and a pair of tight fitting black jeans. She reapplied her make up and was just leaving when Kitty phased her head through the door. She took one look at her friend and then squealed in delight as she leapt the rest of her body through the door and gave Rogue a huge hug. "Like oh my god! Evan wasn't joking!" Rogue detached her friend from around her waist. "What do you mean Kit?" She asked, praying that Evan hadn't been telling everyone about her going out with the brotherhood tonight. "Well I like overheard this conversation between Evan and Kurt saying that you might be going out tonight and it's like totally true!" Before Rogue could answer Kitty had dragged her over to her bed and sat her down, drilling her for info. "Alright, so like is this a date or a group thing?" "A group thing ah guess." "Will there be any hot guys there?" Rogue smiled secretively. "One claims to be the hottest." Kitty squealed. "SO do you like any of them?" Rogue looked at kitty for a second. "Yeah, ah guess ah sorta do." "Wow Rogue! This is like totally amazing! SO who is he? Is he cute? What type of guy is he? Do you think you're in love with him or would it be just a fling? If you're in love with him can I plan your wedding? Oh my god I already have ideas!" Rogue grabbed Kitty by the shoulders. "Kitty! Number one, I've never told him how ah feel, ah'm not even sure if ah feel anything for him. Number two, Ah can almost guarantee he doesn't feel the same way, and number three, what would be the point even if he did feel the same way? No touching remember?" Rogue fingered her gloves for reminder. "Anyway, Ah'm gonna finish getting' ready, kay kit? I'll talk to ya later." Kitty caught Rogue's arm before the Goth could escape from the room. "Is that what you're wearing? It's atrocious!" "Oh thanks a lot!" "Well I'm like sorry but you can do way better than that!" "What if I don't really care how ah look?" "Then I'll drill you for info and be completely annoying until I know everything about who you're going out with and make a thousand different rumors about you!" Rogue cringed slightly. Rumors were Kit's specialty, when Kurt had made her mad, the next day every single group had something to say to or about him, whether it was talking about his preferences with men or what he did when he was alone on stormy nights with shaving cream and Jean's wardrobe. Kitty looked really dangerous right then and Rogue could see ideas already popping in the girl's mind. "Alright Kit, waddya want me ta wear?" Kitty gave a ditzy squeal and dove into Rogue's dresser. She started digging her way through every piece of clothing in Rogue's possession. They argued for a while, but finally between the two of them they had Rogue ready to go. She was wearing a black tank that came to her ribs at the sides and moved down to her belly button in a 'V' shape, complete with black silk fringe with black beads on the ends. She wore black jeans with slight flares and tall black boots with a two-inch heel "to make you the perfect kissing height." Kitty had said, Rogue had scowled and attempted to hide her blush behind her own white bangs. "Wow! You look so cool! I am a genius." Kitty said happily. Rogue looked at herself in her full-body mirror. She had to say that Kitty had done a really good job, and more importantly it had only taken ten minutes of her time. "Wait a minute Rogue!" Kitty called as she was exiting the room. "You need one more thing, accessories." Kitty held out Rogue's black mahogany box full of necklaces, rings and bracelets. "Take your pick." Rogue looked through her chokers and chains, rings and bracelets, until she came to the bottom of the box. There, at the very bottom, was a familiar Celtic cross. She picked it up preciously and looked at it for a moment before putting it on. "Now you're a complete knock out." Kitty said with a smile. Rogue thanked Kitty for helping her ad glanced at the clock. "Shit! I'm supposed to meet them in fiften minutes!" Rogue hurried out of the room and down the stairs, nearly running into a very pissed off looking Jean Grey. "Hey, watch where you're going." Jean snapped at her with a scowl. "Sorry Jean, I'm going out with a bunch of guys tonight and if I'm late I'm afraid they might start partying without me! Don't wait up!" And with that Rogue left with a flourish, feeling free and light, laughing as she ran up the long driveway towards the gate. She typed in her code to the gates and slipped through them as they opened. She walked towards the school. Lance hadn't told her where to meet them so she just guessed. Silently she cursed Scott for not driving her, her feet felt like grapefruit but she kept going. "Of all the friggin nights the tight ass prick could have picked to become social." Rogue muttered angrily as she continued her trek. Cars passed her, leaving her coughing in great whirls of exhaust fumes. One of the cars slowed down. Rogue just kept walking. "Hey ya need a ride?" A scratchy voice asked. "Na thanks, I like walkin'" Rogue said without turning. She heard a chuckle. "It's not very safe bein' out alone like this, especially for such a little girl like you." Rogue looked nervously behind her. The person talking to her was a large man in his mid forties in a pick-up truck. "Thank ya for you're concern, but I'm fahne on mah own." She said and walked away. "Whatever ya say little girl." The guy gave a dark chuckle and pulled off the side back onto the road and drove away. Rogue shivered, she was glad to see him go, she continued walking when she felt a hand on her back. "Hey there stranger." Someone said softly in a low voice. Rogue froze and whipped around with a scream and attempted to hit the person behind her. The person shouted in surprise and grabbed her covered wrists with strong hands. "Let me go ya creep!" Rogue screamed, flailing around and trying to get free. "Rogue! Settle down!" Rogue's clouded senses slowly cleared to see Pietro holding her wrists and looking at her with a mix of concern and confusion. "Oh mah god Pietro! Never sneak up on me like that!" He let go of her and she sat down on the side of the road, shaking slightly. Pietro st beside her. "What's wrong Rogue?" "Nothin' Pietro, Ah just got a little spooked walkin' over here that's all. Some weird guy in a truck tryin' ta pick me up." Pietro's hands clenched by his sides in protectiveness for his 'sister'" Rogue shivered at his side. "You cold?" He asked. Rogue nodded. Pietro took off his black sweatshirt and gave it to her. "Thank ya Petey." Pietro shrugged and got up, pulling her with him. Rogue pulled the shirt over her slim body. "Now then, I'msupposedtobringyoutotheclubwe'regoingtosoletsgo." Pietro held out his arms and Rogue nodded. She was proud that she could still hear him perfectly. Living with the speedster for a while had improved all of the resident brotherhood member's hearing and eventually everyone could understand what Pietro was saying most of the time. Rogue jumped into Pietro's arms and he held her with ease. Rogue wrapped her arms around his neck and he took off in a twister. Rogue closed her eyes and tried not to throw up as the speedster spun them round. After a while they were moving so fast it seemed like they were standing still and it was the street moving so fast. Suddenly Pietro stopped and Rogue was back on her feet. "Whoa, ah'd forgotten what a rush it was to run with ya pete." She closed her eyes and breathed deeply until she felt balanced enough to walk. They were in front of a club called 'Bizzys'. Rogue gave Pietro a questioning look but the speedster just grinned and took her arm. Rogue allowed herself to be lead into the club. The moment she was inside she was overwhelmed by loud music and multi-coloured lights and felt extremely glad for Pietro's guidance. Rogue tried to see where the others were, but all she could currently see was Pietro's silver hair in a sea of bodies. Finally they made their way out of the masses of people dancing and Rogue spotted Todd and Fred at a table to one side near the bar. Todd saw them and waved, saying something to Fred at the same time. Pietro and Rogue made their way to the table and sat down. "Yo Pete, what took you two so long?" "Areyouimplyingthati'mslow?!" Pietro said in shock. "Easy there Pete." Rogue said, laying a hand on the speedster's arm before he took off in a whirlwind. "It was mah fault Todd, Pietro's the only reason ah actually made it tonight." Todd nodded. "So uh.How have you guys been?" Rogue asked, becoming more and more uncomfortable by the minute. "Not too bad, how have things been at, uh your side?" Todd said, obviously just as uncomfortable. "Uh things are good ah guess." They stayed in silence more a few minutes before Rogue sighed and looked at them all. "Things will never be the same will they?" She asked, a slight sorrow in her eyes. Todd and Fred looked at the floor, while Pietro started to twiddle his thumbs into a blur. "Of course it's not going to be the same." A new voice said from behind them. Rogue turned to see Lance standing with a pitcher of beer and five glasses. He grinned. "They're gonna get even better!" He sat down beside Rogue and Todd and placed the tray down. "Hey Roguey, glad you came. Alright people, our goal here is to leave this place more smashed than Ajax's face after this afternoon!" "Here here!" Pietro cheered. Rogue smiled as they clinked their glasses together and started what would be the first of many beers they would drink that night.
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A/N: YAY! IT"S DONE! Wow! That's the longest chapter I've ever written for this story! I hope everyone enjoys! And please give me input on what you thought! I'm back from vacation and ready to rock! Now if only Ff.net would stop malfunctioning we could all have posted our stories a week ago!!!! Ah well, I'm gonna start a mailing list for people to sign up for. So give me your email addresses in your reviews and I'll email you the chapters as I write them! That means that when ff.net cracks down again, we'll still be able to read our favorite stories! Oh and also include which out of my three stories you want to have emailed to you. LOL, E-MAIL ME PEOPLE! Brohood rulz! Lance rox us all! ~Rio~
Chapter 6: Old emotions with a vengeance
A/N: Woohoo! Alright, I know I said this last chapter but please! Everyone say thank you to Elisha, because let's face it, if it weren't for her then there wouldn't be any new chapters for a while at least. Newho, um for those of you who read it, No place to call home was actually updated before the last chapter of this story, but for some reason ff.net isn't recognizing that I did this except for on my profile. I'll try to get this fixed (I have no idea how though) before I update that story again. Newho, that's it for flashbacks in this story, back to the present! FINALLY, we will see rogue go to the brotherhood's house! Oh and I'm making up for my lateness by making this chapter really long:P Well read on mein fruends! BROHOOD RULZ! Kurt's a cutey pie:P Lance rox us all! ~Rio~
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When Rogue and Evan got back to the mansion, they went their separate ways. Evan went to shoot some hoops with the fuzzy dude, and Rogue went to go talk to Logan about going out that night. She searched the mansion high and low before finally finding him in the garage, working on his bike. He was revving it up, obviously trying to fix some kink in it. The bike went for a second and then sputtered and died again. "Goddamn it!" Logan yelled in frustration. "Sounds like a problem with your fuel intake." Rogue spoke up. Logan turned and growled at her unexpected presence. "You sayin' you could fix this stripes?" He said, obviously not believing her. "May ah?" Logan scowled skeptically but moved out of the way. Rogue nodded and took off her gloves before moving over to the tool bench and digging around until she found a socket wrench and mini flashlight. She squatted next to the bike and put the socket wrench in place, in five minutes she dislodged herself, her hands covered in oil, and started the bike. Immediately it roared to life. Rogue took the flashlight from her teeth and smiled at the extremely shocked Logan. "Well," He said, looking at the bike in disbelief. "Thanks stripes." Rogue smiled as she wiped her hands on one of the oil rags and put her gloves back on. "No problem Logan." "Just out of curiosity, where'd you learn to do that?" Rogue's smile diminished slightly as she thought about the real reason she had come to see Logan. "Ah, uh, back in Mississippi." She said pathetically. Logan shrugged, anyone could tell she was lying, but he wasn't the type to go prying where he wasn't wanted, at least not immediately anyway. "So," he said, changing the conversation. "Was there somethin' you wanted or did you just come by to spend time with me for great company?" Rogue shook her head. "I wanted to know if ah could go out tonight." "Depends," Logan said, leaning against the table and lighting a cigar. "Where ya goin' and with who?" "Ah'm just gonna hang out with some friends at their house and maybe go out driving for a while." Rogue said, hoping Logan wouldn't ask questions. No such luck. "And who are these friends?" "People from school." Logan could smell her sweat as she tried not to fidget. "And what might their names be?" "Uh, well ya see there's uh, Fredrick! Yeah and ol' Pete, maybe Rocko and Toddo too!" "Toddo?" Logan said, amused. Rogue sighed, "You gotta better name?" She said. Logan shook his head. "Can't say that I do, he is a hard one to figure out. Why don't we go take a walk stripes." Logan opened the garage door and led her out.to a bench. Rogue thought of the irony of it all. After they had sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes Logan puffed his cigar and glanced at her shifting position nervously beside him. "Why?" was all he asked. "Ah dunno Logan, Lance came up to me after school today after he had helped me out of a jam with this guy," Logan's eyebrows lifted but he said nothing. "And then once we were in the clear he asked if ah wanted to hang out with the guys tonight for ol' times sake. Ah dunno why ah agreed Logan, ah got a lot of memories back there. When Ah was recruited to y'all ah was terrified of ya and ah wasn't thinkin' properly, what with mystique still in mah head and all that, all ah thought about was her talkin' to Irene about how she needed mah power and that she couldn't lose me ta the professor. She was so evil ah just thought that whatever she wanted, the right thing to do must be the opposite." "That's a pretty good rule to live life by." Logan commented. "But where do the brotherhood punks fit into all of this?" Rogue sighed, she was NOT going to go through her past again, especially with Logan. "Look Logan, no offence but ah really don't want to go through this with ya, Ah already had ta explain bits to Evan, (A/N: and if I do it again I will suffer a horrible death at the hands of my readers:P) will you please just trust me?" Logan frowned at the southern mutant for a minute, wrestling with himself. At last he snubbed his cigar and looked at her. "Normally I wouldn't even think about the answer so consider yourself lucky, those punks are bad trouble and there's no way I'd let good normal kids near them." R ogue felt despair start to come over her. Logan got up and walked away from the bench as she put her head in her hands, she needed closure, couldn't he see that? Logan was half way to the mansion doors when he sighed and turned around. "Stripes? Do you consider yourself a good, normal kid?" He asked, and then walked back into the mansion. Rogue thought for a moment and then smiled slightly before rushing up to her room to get ready. She chose a normal long sleeved turtleneck and a pair of tight fitting black jeans. She reapplied her make up and was just leaving when Kitty phased her head through the door. She took one look at her friend and then squealed in delight as she leapt the rest of her body through the door and gave Rogue a huge hug. "Like oh my god! Evan wasn't joking!" Rogue detached her friend from around her waist. "What do you mean Kit?" She asked, praying that Evan hadn't been telling everyone about her going out with the brotherhood tonight. "Well I like overheard this conversation between Evan and Kurt saying that you might be going out tonight and it's like totally true!" Before Rogue could answer Kitty had dragged her over to her bed and sat her down, drilling her for info. "Alright, so like is this a date or a group thing?" "A group thing ah guess." "Will there be any hot guys there?" Rogue smiled secretively. "One claims to be the hottest." Kitty squealed. "SO do you like any of them?" Rogue looked at kitty for a second. "Yeah, ah guess ah sorta do." "Wow Rogue! This is like totally amazing! SO who is he? Is he cute? What type of guy is he? Do you think you're in love with him or would it be just a fling? If you're in love with him can I plan your wedding? Oh my god I already have ideas!" Rogue grabbed Kitty by the shoulders. "Kitty! Number one, I've never told him how ah feel, ah'm not even sure if ah feel anything for him. Number two, Ah can almost guarantee he doesn't feel the same way, and number three, what would be the point even if he did feel the same way? No touching remember?" Rogue fingered her gloves for reminder. "Anyway, Ah'm gonna finish getting' ready, kay kit? I'll talk to ya later." Kitty caught Rogue's arm before the Goth could escape from the room. "Is that what you're wearing? It's atrocious!" "Oh thanks a lot!" "Well I'm like sorry but you can do way better than that!" "What if I don't really care how ah look?" "Then I'll drill you for info and be completely annoying until I know everything about who you're going out with and make a thousand different rumors about you!" Rogue cringed slightly. Rumors were Kit's specialty, when Kurt had made her mad, the next day every single group had something to say to or about him, whether it was talking about his preferences with men or what he did when he was alone on stormy nights with shaving cream and Jean's wardrobe. Kitty looked really dangerous right then and Rogue could see ideas already popping in the girl's mind. "Alright Kit, waddya want me ta wear?" Kitty gave a ditzy squeal and dove into Rogue's dresser. She started digging her way through every piece of clothing in Rogue's possession. They argued for a while, but finally between the two of them they had Rogue ready to go. She was wearing a black tank that came to her ribs at the sides and moved down to her belly button in a 'V' shape, complete with black silk fringe with black beads on the ends. She wore black jeans with slight flares and tall black boots with a two-inch heel "to make you the perfect kissing height." Kitty had said, Rogue had scowled and attempted to hide her blush behind her own white bangs. "Wow! You look so cool! I am a genius." Kitty said happily. Rogue looked at herself in her full-body mirror. She had to say that Kitty had done a really good job, and more importantly it had only taken ten minutes of her time. "Wait a minute Rogue!" Kitty called as she was exiting the room. "You need one more thing, accessories." Kitty held out Rogue's black mahogany box full of necklaces, rings and bracelets. "Take your pick." Rogue looked through her chokers and chains, rings and bracelets, until she came to the bottom of the box. There, at the very bottom, was a familiar Celtic cross. She picked it up preciously and looked at it for a moment before putting it on. "Now you're a complete knock out." Kitty said with a smile. Rogue thanked Kitty for helping her ad glanced at the clock. "Shit! I'm supposed to meet them in fiften minutes!" Rogue hurried out of the room and down the stairs, nearly running into a very pissed off looking Jean Grey. "Hey, watch where you're going." Jean snapped at her with a scowl. "Sorry Jean, I'm going out with a bunch of guys tonight and if I'm late I'm afraid they might start partying without me! Don't wait up!" And with that Rogue left with a flourish, feeling free and light, laughing as she ran up the long driveway towards the gate. She typed in her code to the gates and slipped through them as they opened. She walked towards the school. Lance hadn't told her where to meet them so she just guessed. Silently she cursed Scott for not driving her, her feet felt like grapefruit but she kept going. "Of all the friggin nights the tight ass prick could have picked to become social." Rogue muttered angrily as she continued her trek. Cars passed her, leaving her coughing in great whirls of exhaust fumes. One of the cars slowed down. Rogue just kept walking. "Hey ya need a ride?" A scratchy voice asked. "Na thanks, I like walkin'" Rogue said without turning. She heard a chuckle. "It's not very safe bein' out alone like this, especially for such a little girl like you." Rogue looked nervously behind her. The person talking to her was a large man in his mid forties in a pick-up truck. "Thank ya for you're concern, but I'm fahne on mah own." She said and walked away. "Whatever ya say little girl." The guy gave a dark chuckle and pulled off the side back onto the road and drove away. Rogue shivered, she was glad to see him go, she continued walking when she felt a hand on her back. "Hey there stranger." Someone said softly in a low voice. Rogue froze and whipped around with a scream and attempted to hit the person behind her. The person shouted in surprise and grabbed her covered wrists with strong hands. "Let me go ya creep!" Rogue screamed, flailing around and trying to get free. "Rogue! Settle down!" Rogue's clouded senses slowly cleared to see Pietro holding her wrists and looking at her with a mix of concern and confusion. "Oh mah god Pietro! Never sneak up on me like that!" He let go of her and she sat down on the side of the road, shaking slightly. Pietro st beside her. "What's wrong Rogue?" "Nothin' Pietro, Ah just got a little spooked walkin' over here that's all. Some weird guy in a truck tryin' ta pick me up." Pietro's hands clenched by his sides in protectiveness for his 'sister'" Rogue shivered at his side. "You cold?" He asked. Rogue nodded. Pietro took off his black sweatshirt and gave it to her. "Thank ya Petey." Pietro shrugged and got up, pulling her with him. Rogue pulled the shirt over her slim body. "Now then, I'msupposedtobringyoutotheclubwe'regoingtosoletsgo." Pietro held out his arms and Rogue nodded. She was proud that she could still hear him perfectly. Living with the speedster for a while had improved all of the resident brotherhood member's hearing and eventually everyone could understand what Pietro was saying most of the time. Rogue jumped into Pietro's arms and he held her with ease. Rogue wrapped her arms around his neck and he took off in a twister. Rogue closed her eyes and tried not to throw up as the speedster spun them round. After a while they were moving so fast it seemed like they were standing still and it was the street moving so fast. Suddenly Pietro stopped and Rogue was back on her feet. "Whoa, ah'd forgotten what a rush it was to run with ya pete." She closed her eyes and breathed deeply until she felt balanced enough to walk. They were in front of a club called 'Bizzys'. Rogue gave Pietro a questioning look but the speedster just grinned and took her arm. Rogue allowed herself to be lead into the club. The moment she was inside she was overwhelmed by loud music and multi-coloured lights and felt extremely glad for Pietro's guidance. Rogue tried to see where the others were, but all she could currently see was Pietro's silver hair in a sea of bodies. Finally they made their way out of the masses of people dancing and Rogue spotted Todd and Fred at a table to one side near the bar. Todd saw them and waved, saying something to Fred at the same time. Pietro and Rogue made their way to the table and sat down. "Yo Pete, what took you two so long?" "Areyouimplyingthati'mslow?!" Pietro said in shock. "Easy there Pete." Rogue said, laying a hand on the speedster's arm before he took off in a whirlwind. "It was mah fault Todd, Pietro's the only reason ah actually made it tonight." Todd nodded. "So uh.How have you guys been?" Rogue asked, becoming more and more uncomfortable by the minute. "Not too bad, how have things been at, uh your side?" Todd said, obviously just as uncomfortable. "Uh things are good ah guess." They stayed in silence more a few minutes before Rogue sighed and looked at them all. "Things will never be the same will they?" She asked, a slight sorrow in her eyes. Todd and Fred looked at the floor, while Pietro started to twiddle his thumbs into a blur. "Of course it's not going to be the same." A new voice said from behind them. Rogue turned to see Lance standing with a pitcher of beer and five glasses. He grinned. "They're gonna get even better!" He sat down beside Rogue and Todd and placed the tray down. "Hey Roguey, glad you came. Alright people, our goal here is to leave this place more smashed than Ajax's face after this afternoon!" "Here here!" Pietro cheered. Rogue smiled as they clinked their glasses together and started what would be the first of many beers they would drink that night.
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A/N: YAY! IT"S DONE! Wow! That's the longest chapter I've ever written for this story! I hope everyone enjoys! And please give me input on what you thought! I'm back from vacation and ready to rock! Now if only Ff.net would stop malfunctioning we could all have posted our stories a week ago!!!! Ah well, I'm gonna start a mailing list for people to sign up for. So give me your email addresses in your reviews and I'll email you the chapters as I write them! That means that when ff.net cracks down again, we'll still be able to read our favorite stories! Oh and also include which out of my three stories you want to have emailed to you. LOL, E-MAIL ME PEOPLE! Brohood rulz! Lance rox us all! ~Rio~
