No place to call home
Chapter 7: It must be the clothes
A/N: Alright, I've been thinking long and hard about whether or not to stop this story and make a sequel or whether I should just keep going with this one, and I think I will continue this one for a while. There might be a sequel later, but I made a promise hat my next story will be a Rogue/Lance. Anywho, i'll continue this story for a while at least, so please continue to read and review! Special thanks to my fellow Rietro and Rogue/Lance authors: BAZZER, who is totally awesome and has been supportive of me since the beginning! Linkin-Spike, who's current story is one of the best I've ever read! Lotus Blossum, for hooking me on Rogue/Lance! Phoenix Angel Suyari, for updating and continuing to give me ideas! Thank you all soooo much for supporting me! You have no idea what it means that you are all still reading this!
(Even if I do pester all of you to continue your stories .) Also everyone notice my new addition to favorite Rogue writers: MBLite! U have now been caught and you will NEVER escape from my pestering clutches! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
This is dedicated to my best friend Shokiri girl Tsurina, For keeping me up and stopping me from looking at things rationally. Reality sux, so just ignore it!
***
When Rogue got out of the shower, she wrapped herself up in a clean towel and walked to the room, which she now identified as Lance's. When she got there, she found a pile of clothes on the dresser along with a note.
Rogue,
Made these for you, hope they fit, I know you'll like them because I made them, and who doesn't love everything about me?
Pietro
Rogue smiled at the card and Pietro's ever-present ego. She unfolded the clothes.
There was a black turtleneck shirt that flared slightly at the bottom and wrists. Along with them was a pair of dark blue denim pants with a little black R embroidered above the left pocket. Rogue noticed that the outfit came with underwear and bra, and she had to blush at Pietro making them. But she put on the outfit and when she looked at herself in the mirror, she had to admit that she thought she looked a lot better. Her cheeks were pink and the bruise looked small and UN noticeable. Her hair was put up with her white locks hanging forward. She looked almost normal. It must be the clothes. She almost left before she noticed the pair of elbow-length black gloves. She slipped them on. They were leather on the outside and silk on the inside. They felt wonderful. She smiled and walked down stairs.
She went into the kitchen and made some food for herself. She ate slowly, savoring every bite. After she was done she put her plate into the never-ending pile of dishes beside the sink.
She sighed. She decided to do a bit of cleaning. She felt she needed to keep moving, but she didn't want to do any thinking. She Turned on the radio and armed herself with rags and cleaner. Rogue cleared the counters and wiped the tabletop. Before she knew what she was doing, she had cleaned the dishes. She scrubbed at the oven and noticed that the cookbook was sitting out. She smiled as she looked through her old friend. She stopped at the recipe for Cherry cheesecake. She knew that the boys used to be addicted to her cherry cheesecake before she left. She searched through the kitchen and suprisingly found everything she needed. As she made the desert she listened to the radio. The songs were a bit less dark then she was used to, but they were all right and Rogue swayed her hips to the beat. She cleaned up the dishes and put the cheesecake in the fridge and then went back to dancing. She lifted her arms into the air and continued to move slowly. She nearly jumped when she
felt a pair of hands move to her hips.
"Mmm" A voice behind her mumbled into her hair.
She could smell Pietro's distinct scent; peppermint mixed with something sweet. Rogue surprised herself as she sighed and leaned against his chest. Pietro himself was also shocked, but he simply wrapped his arms around her waist and rocked her to the music. He felt like he was in heaven just holding her there. He buried his face into her hair and breathed deeply.
The song ended just as someone coughed in the doorway. Rogue jumped away from Pietro, who in turn whirled to see which of his `brothers' had just ruined the most perfect moment in his life. Lance.
He stood there looking at the two of them in amusement, one eyebrow arched.
"Sooo," He said slowly. "What's new?"
Rogue's face was flushed and Pietro scowled.
The white-haired boy walked out of the room, but Lance could see the speed demon's eyes dancing with happiness at his new closeness to Rogue. Lance smiled and shook his head. Rogue glanced up at him in embarrassment.
"Ah guess that sort of spilt it all out there, huh?" She said.
"Can't argue there. But you know Rogue, it isn't the most terrible thing in the world to get close to people, although Pietro is much too scrawny for my taste."
Rogue smiled. Remembering, she stood up and brought over the cheesecake from the fridge, grabbing two spoons. Lance grinned.
"Blackmail?" He asked teasing.
Rogue shook her head. "Ah don't know what to do, Lance. Ah need help."
"Well," Lance pondered for a second, scooping some cheesecake onto his spoon and popping it into his mouth with a contented sigh. "Do you like him?"
Rogue frowned, eating some of the addicting desert.
"Ah dunno. Ah mean, ah guess ah do, but it doesn't really matter anyway. Ah know it would just complicate things when we broke up. Ah'd just have ta leave again. That's what happened with us, remember?"
Lance nearly choked on his cheesecake and flushed slightly.
"Yeah, I remember." He said quietly.
Rogue's face was sad. "Ah can't hurt him, Lance."
"I know how you feel Rogue, But I also know how much Pietro cares about you, if you let him just pine over you, you'll break his heart."
Rogue smiled. "He really cares about me?"
Lance smiled. "Yeah, and I know you care about him too. You gotta live for your own happiness Rogue. You deserve happiness. Now you had better go talk to the speedster, because if we sit here talking, we're gonna leave here ten pounds heavier."
Rogue looked down at the now half eaten cheesecake and laughed.
"Alright Lance. Thank you."
He stood with her. Suddenly Rogue pulled the tall boy into a hug. Lance held her tightly.
"Now go get him, you player."
Rogue left with a small laugh, dashing upstairs.
Lance sighed and ate more cheesecake, a content smile on his face.
***
"Pietro?" Rogue called. She peered into his room.
"Hey,"
Rogue whirled to find him sitting on his dresser, his long legs hanging off.
"Hey Pietro. Can I talk to you?" Rogue asked testily.
"Only if you're bringing good news." He said.
Rogue smiled and grabbed his hand. He leapt off the dresser and sat with her on his bed. They sat there in silence for a while, but Rogue just couldn't take it. She let her feelings out in a burst.
"Listen, ah can't think of a gushy or delicate way to say this, but ah really like ya. Ah don't know how ya feel about me, but,"
"Rogue?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you please stop talking and come here?"
She looked in shock as Pietro wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
"Ah guess this means ya want me ta leave?" She asked after a while, teasing him.
She pretended to try to get up, but he held her waist firmly.
"You're not goin' anywhere." He grinned.
He wrapped his arms around her. Rogue smiled and leaned into him. They sat there for some time and then Pietro leaned over her
"Did I tell you how sexy you look in that outfit?"
***
The next day, Rogue woke up and stretched. She had moved into her old room in the attic. She got up and walked downstairs. She was still wearing the same outfit Pietro had given her. She brushed her hair and pulled it into a ponytail. She found Todd and Fred already in the kitchen when she reached the doorway. "Hey guys." She smiled.
Fred turned around and gave her a huge hug. Once Rogue was back on the ground, she looked up at the big boy.
"What was that for?" She asked.
Then she saw the smear of cherry on the boy's plate and noticed the empty dish by the sink. Rogue grinned. "Ah don't suppose ya let Todd have any?" She grinned.
"Actually," Todd said. "I get up before the bottomless pit here, yo. So I got a serving too."
"Not exactly what Ah call a balanced diet but," Rogue shrugged. "Whatever works for y'all. Where's Pietro by the way?"
Todd grinned. "Lover boy goes for a run every morning. He'll meet us at school, yo."
Rogue nodded. Suddenly there was a loud beeping followed by a crash, signaling that Lance had woken up, and fallen out of bed.
"Stupid fucking alarm clock, why the hell is the bed so small anyway?" Lance grumbled, rubbing the back of his head as he stumbled down the stairs.
"Mornin' sunshine." Rogue said.
Lance muttered.
"Well then Ah guess ya don't want this?"
She waved a mug of steaming coffee in front of Lance. His eyes widened and he reached for the precious liquid and snatched it from Rogue. He drank greedily and at last gave a contented sigh. Rogue drank her own a little more slowly. Lance glanced at his watch.
"Shit. We're late, again."
They hurried out of the house and hopped into Lance's jeep. They reached the school and climbed out, Todd almost getting run over as Scott's convertible parked next to them.
"Hey, what's the big deal, yo?" The blonde boy demanded.
Scott just glared at him. "Just doing my part to help society." He said.
Scott pushed the young freshmen out of his way.
"Hey! Ya can't do that ta him!" Rogue said angrily.
Scott turned to her. "You telling me about the rules turncoat?" He asked evilly.
Kitty and Kurt watched helplessly from the back seat. Rogue stood tall.
"Yeah, ah am. Ya wanna make somethin' of it Cyke?"
The two glared at each other. But then, suddenly Rogue held her head and cried out in pain.
"Rogue!" Kurt cried.
Lance leapt at Scott, tackling him into his red car.
"What the hell did you do to her?" He demanded.
"Lance, wait." Rogue stood back up and glared at Jean.
"If ya ever try that again, the gloves come off and we'll see what goes on in your head." She muttered. Scott sneered as Lance got back off of him.
"Don't worry Rogue." He called. "You may have ran away from the Xmen, but you will come back. That I guarantee." Rogue frowned and walked away.
Kitty and Kurt slipped away, not wanting to be near Scott any more then the brotherhood.
The brotherhood followed Rogue inside, but Lance stopped and turned back to Scott. Walking up to the boy, Lance balled up his fist and punched him in the mouth, sending Scott reeling. Lance squatted next to him.
"If you so much as touch her, Summers, I will kill you."
Lance said in a deadly whisper. He got up and turned away.
Jean helped Scott up, but then she saw Duncan and left quickly.
Scott cleaned his mouth of blood and grinned at the brotherhood's receding backs. "Oh don't worry Alvers. I won't lay a finger on her."
***
A/N: Dun dun dun!!! What is Scott's evil plan? Why is he such a jerk? Will anyone update? I really don't know the answer to the last question, but for the other two, stay tuned! Oh and now I urge all of you to go read The Rogue fics by all of the people listed at the top. If you're too lazy to scroll up, here they are: BAZZER, an awesome Rietro writer who just updated a couple days ago! THANKYOU!
Lotus Blossum, Who's Rogue/Lance fan fic abilities astound us all!
Linkin-spike, Rietro 4ever! Wonderful story!
MBLite, Who has one of the funniest Rietro fics I've ever seen. Ah, Pietro *snicker*
Phoenix angel suyari, whose fanfic, EVOLUTION, is a great fic with a new twist in plot!
Now then, REVIEW!!!
Chapter 7: It must be the clothes
A/N: Alright, I've been thinking long and hard about whether or not to stop this story and make a sequel or whether I should just keep going with this one, and I think I will continue this one for a while. There might be a sequel later, but I made a promise hat my next story will be a Rogue/Lance. Anywho, i'll continue this story for a while at least, so please continue to read and review! Special thanks to my fellow Rietro and Rogue/Lance authors: BAZZER, who is totally awesome and has been supportive of me since the beginning! Linkin-Spike, who's current story is one of the best I've ever read! Lotus Blossum, for hooking me on Rogue/Lance! Phoenix Angel Suyari, for updating and continuing to give me ideas! Thank you all soooo much for supporting me! You have no idea what it means that you are all still reading this!
(Even if I do pester all of you to continue your stories .) Also everyone notice my new addition to favorite Rogue writers: MBLite! U have now been caught and you will NEVER escape from my pestering clutches! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
This is dedicated to my best friend Shokiri girl Tsurina, For keeping me up and stopping me from looking at things rationally. Reality sux, so just ignore it!
***
When Rogue got out of the shower, she wrapped herself up in a clean towel and walked to the room, which she now identified as Lance's. When she got there, she found a pile of clothes on the dresser along with a note.
Rogue,
Made these for you, hope they fit, I know you'll like them because I made them, and who doesn't love everything about me?
Pietro
Rogue smiled at the card and Pietro's ever-present ego. She unfolded the clothes.
There was a black turtleneck shirt that flared slightly at the bottom and wrists. Along with them was a pair of dark blue denim pants with a little black R embroidered above the left pocket. Rogue noticed that the outfit came with underwear and bra, and she had to blush at Pietro making them. But she put on the outfit and when she looked at herself in the mirror, she had to admit that she thought she looked a lot better. Her cheeks were pink and the bruise looked small and UN noticeable. Her hair was put up with her white locks hanging forward. She looked almost normal. It must be the clothes. She almost left before she noticed the pair of elbow-length black gloves. She slipped them on. They were leather on the outside and silk on the inside. They felt wonderful. She smiled and walked down stairs.
She went into the kitchen and made some food for herself. She ate slowly, savoring every bite. After she was done she put her plate into the never-ending pile of dishes beside the sink.
She sighed. She decided to do a bit of cleaning. She felt she needed to keep moving, but she didn't want to do any thinking. She Turned on the radio and armed herself with rags and cleaner. Rogue cleared the counters and wiped the tabletop. Before she knew what she was doing, she had cleaned the dishes. She scrubbed at the oven and noticed that the cookbook was sitting out. She smiled as she looked through her old friend. She stopped at the recipe for Cherry cheesecake. She knew that the boys used to be addicted to her cherry cheesecake before she left. She searched through the kitchen and suprisingly found everything she needed. As she made the desert she listened to the radio. The songs were a bit less dark then she was used to, but they were all right and Rogue swayed her hips to the beat. She cleaned up the dishes and put the cheesecake in the fridge and then went back to dancing. She lifted her arms into the air and continued to move slowly. She nearly jumped when she
felt a pair of hands move to her hips.
"Mmm" A voice behind her mumbled into her hair.
She could smell Pietro's distinct scent; peppermint mixed with something sweet. Rogue surprised herself as she sighed and leaned against his chest. Pietro himself was also shocked, but he simply wrapped his arms around her waist and rocked her to the music. He felt like he was in heaven just holding her there. He buried his face into her hair and breathed deeply.
The song ended just as someone coughed in the doorway. Rogue jumped away from Pietro, who in turn whirled to see which of his `brothers' had just ruined the most perfect moment in his life. Lance.
He stood there looking at the two of them in amusement, one eyebrow arched.
"Sooo," He said slowly. "What's new?"
Rogue's face was flushed and Pietro scowled.
The white-haired boy walked out of the room, but Lance could see the speed demon's eyes dancing with happiness at his new closeness to Rogue. Lance smiled and shook his head. Rogue glanced up at him in embarrassment.
"Ah guess that sort of spilt it all out there, huh?" She said.
"Can't argue there. But you know Rogue, it isn't the most terrible thing in the world to get close to people, although Pietro is much too scrawny for my taste."
Rogue smiled. Remembering, she stood up and brought over the cheesecake from the fridge, grabbing two spoons. Lance grinned.
"Blackmail?" He asked teasing.
Rogue shook her head. "Ah don't know what to do, Lance. Ah need help."
"Well," Lance pondered for a second, scooping some cheesecake onto his spoon and popping it into his mouth with a contented sigh. "Do you like him?"
Rogue frowned, eating some of the addicting desert.
"Ah dunno. Ah mean, ah guess ah do, but it doesn't really matter anyway. Ah know it would just complicate things when we broke up. Ah'd just have ta leave again. That's what happened with us, remember?"
Lance nearly choked on his cheesecake and flushed slightly.
"Yeah, I remember." He said quietly.
Rogue's face was sad. "Ah can't hurt him, Lance."
"I know how you feel Rogue, But I also know how much Pietro cares about you, if you let him just pine over you, you'll break his heart."
Rogue smiled. "He really cares about me?"
Lance smiled. "Yeah, and I know you care about him too. You gotta live for your own happiness Rogue. You deserve happiness. Now you had better go talk to the speedster, because if we sit here talking, we're gonna leave here ten pounds heavier."
Rogue looked down at the now half eaten cheesecake and laughed.
"Alright Lance. Thank you."
He stood with her. Suddenly Rogue pulled the tall boy into a hug. Lance held her tightly.
"Now go get him, you player."
Rogue left with a small laugh, dashing upstairs.
Lance sighed and ate more cheesecake, a content smile on his face.
***
"Pietro?" Rogue called. She peered into his room.
"Hey,"
Rogue whirled to find him sitting on his dresser, his long legs hanging off.
"Hey Pietro. Can I talk to you?" Rogue asked testily.
"Only if you're bringing good news." He said.
Rogue smiled and grabbed his hand. He leapt off the dresser and sat with her on his bed. They sat there in silence for a while, but Rogue just couldn't take it. She let her feelings out in a burst.
"Listen, ah can't think of a gushy or delicate way to say this, but ah really like ya. Ah don't know how ya feel about me, but,"
"Rogue?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you please stop talking and come here?"
She looked in shock as Pietro wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
"Ah guess this means ya want me ta leave?" She asked after a while, teasing him.
She pretended to try to get up, but he held her waist firmly.
"You're not goin' anywhere." He grinned.
He wrapped his arms around her. Rogue smiled and leaned into him. They sat there for some time and then Pietro leaned over her
"Did I tell you how sexy you look in that outfit?"
***
The next day, Rogue woke up and stretched. She had moved into her old room in the attic. She got up and walked downstairs. She was still wearing the same outfit Pietro had given her. She brushed her hair and pulled it into a ponytail. She found Todd and Fred already in the kitchen when she reached the doorway. "Hey guys." She smiled.
Fred turned around and gave her a huge hug. Once Rogue was back on the ground, she looked up at the big boy.
"What was that for?" She asked.
Then she saw the smear of cherry on the boy's plate and noticed the empty dish by the sink. Rogue grinned. "Ah don't suppose ya let Todd have any?" She grinned.
"Actually," Todd said. "I get up before the bottomless pit here, yo. So I got a serving too."
"Not exactly what Ah call a balanced diet but," Rogue shrugged. "Whatever works for y'all. Where's Pietro by the way?"
Todd grinned. "Lover boy goes for a run every morning. He'll meet us at school, yo."
Rogue nodded. Suddenly there was a loud beeping followed by a crash, signaling that Lance had woken up, and fallen out of bed.
"Stupid fucking alarm clock, why the hell is the bed so small anyway?" Lance grumbled, rubbing the back of his head as he stumbled down the stairs.
"Mornin' sunshine." Rogue said.
Lance muttered.
"Well then Ah guess ya don't want this?"
She waved a mug of steaming coffee in front of Lance. His eyes widened and he reached for the precious liquid and snatched it from Rogue. He drank greedily and at last gave a contented sigh. Rogue drank her own a little more slowly. Lance glanced at his watch.
"Shit. We're late, again."
They hurried out of the house and hopped into Lance's jeep. They reached the school and climbed out, Todd almost getting run over as Scott's convertible parked next to them.
"Hey, what's the big deal, yo?" The blonde boy demanded.
Scott just glared at him. "Just doing my part to help society." He said.
Scott pushed the young freshmen out of his way.
"Hey! Ya can't do that ta him!" Rogue said angrily.
Scott turned to her. "You telling me about the rules turncoat?" He asked evilly.
Kitty and Kurt watched helplessly from the back seat. Rogue stood tall.
"Yeah, ah am. Ya wanna make somethin' of it Cyke?"
The two glared at each other. But then, suddenly Rogue held her head and cried out in pain.
"Rogue!" Kurt cried.
Lance leapt at Scott, tackling him into his red car.
"What the hell did you do to her?" He demanded.
"Lance, wait." Rogue stood back up and glared at Jean.
"If ya ever try that again, the gloves come off and we'll see what goes on in your head." She muttered. Scott sneered as Lance got back off of him.
"Don't worry Rogue." He called. "You may have ran away from the Xmen, but you will come back. That I guarantee." Rogue frowned and walked away.
Kitty and Kurt slipped away, not wanting to be near Scott any more then the brotherhood.
The brotherhood followed Rogue inside, but Lance stopped and turned back to Scott. Walking up to the boy, Lance balled up his fist and punched him in the mouth, sending Scott reeling. Lance squatted next to him.
"If you so much as touch her, Summers, I will kill you."
Lance said in a deadly whisper. He got up and turned away.
Jean helped Scott up, but then she saw Duncan and left quickly.
Scott cleaned his mouth of blood and grinned at the brotherhood's receding backs. "Oh don't worry Alvers. I won't lay a finger on her."
***
A/N: Dun dun dun!!! What is Scott's evil plan? Why is he such a jerk? Will anyone update? I really don't know the answer to the last question, but for the other two, stay tuned! Oh and now I urge all of you to go read The Rogue fics by all of the people listed at the top. If you're too lazy to scroll up, here they are: BAZZER, an awesome Rietro writer who just updated a couple days ago! THANKYOU!
Lotus Blossum, Who's Rogue/Lance fan fic abilities astound us all!
Linkin-spike, Rietro 4ever! Wonderful story!
MBLite, Who has one of the funniest Rietro fics I've ever seen. Ah, Pietro *snicker*
Phoenix angel suyari, whose fanfic, EVOLUTION, is a great fic with a new twist in plot!
Now then, REVIEW!!!