No place to call home
Chapter 8: A wonderful reward
A/N: Wow! I can't believe I'm done 8 chapters! I can't even find enough time to go to the movies! How did I pull this off? Well I'll tell you...I had tons of support from wonderful people! People like YOU! Who has taken the time to bear with me and read my story and hopefully send in a review. So I thank anyone who is reading this from the bottom of my love for Pietro! And as I say in any A/N, I could never have gotten this far without the help, inspiration, and writing of my fav authors BAZZER, Linkin-spike, Lotus blossum, MBLite, Phoenix Angel Suyari, and the newest addition *drum roll*:
~Rio~
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Rogue walked to her locker, still a bit shaken by her run in with Scott. It was his certainty, she was sure that that was what scared her. The fact that he seemed to know that she would come back. She opened her locker and dropped off her bag. She walked down the hall, heading for study hall. She noticed a couple of jocks looking at her appreciatively.
"Hey there hot stuff." One said. She just kept going.
They blocked the doorway.
"Oughta mah way." She snarled.
"Ooh, feisty aren't you?" The other one grinned.
Rogue felt panic. This was why she wore her Goth make-up. It was protection against this.
"Now then, you must be new. Why don't you let me show you around?"
The first one grabbed for her hand. She snatched it away.
"No thanks." She said vehemently. "Ah'm not new."
"But I think I would have noticed a hot babe like you walking through these halls every day."
"Ya did notice me. And you usually ran away or called me a bitch. Now oughta mah way."
She started to push her was through the two hormone-filled jocks. A firm hand grabbed at her, and she winced as the jock's hand squeezed at her bruised arm. The jock dragged her in front of them.
"Who are you?" They demanded.
"Rogue."
Rogue turned at her name to see Pietro leaning against the lockers. She smiled appreciatively. He walked over and slung an arm around her waist.
"Problems gentlemen?" He asked, his look deadly.
"Nothin' ah can't handle." Rogue said.
The two jocks looked at them in shock.
"Rogue? You-You're the Goth slut?"
Pietro let go of Rogue and stepped closer to the jock.
"Care to say that again?" He said angrily.
The boy's eyes widened. When Pietro had first come to Bayville, he had seemed like another skinny little punk. But one afternoon Pietro had proved just how deadly he could be, and the proof was Duncan Mathews' best friend in the hospital with four broken ribs and a cracked jaw.
Now the jock shook his head, stepping back.
"That's what I thought." He snorted. Grabbing Rogue's hand, he walked past the Jocks. He took her out back, out to the vacant football field. Once they were there, Rogue turned and hugged Pietro.
"Thanks." She said.
"Hey if that's the reward, I might just have to play over-protective boyfriend all the time." He grinned.
"Do it, and ah'll drain ya faster then ya can say `Ah'm the sexy Pietro'."
"I dunno, depending on how you drained me, it might just be worth it." He grinned, leaning in closer to her. Rogue brought a gloved hand to his mouth.
"Don't." She said.
"Don't what?" Came the muffled reply, but Rogue could feel his grin under her hand. He pulled the hand away.
"Pietro...Please." She begged him.
She felt rooted to the spot, but she couldn't let him hurt himself. Pietro sighed and leaned back.
"Alright. I'll try to refrain from experiencing my life-long desire."
Rogue blushed. Pietro grabbed her and pulled her into him, sitting down on the bleachers.
"Ya know we're supposed to be in class right now?" Rogue asked him.
"You have study hall." He murmured. "And I could pass any one of my classes in an hour." Rogue sighed. "Ah shouldn't have come dressed like this." She said.
"Why not? You're the hottest babe I've ever seen."
Rogue smiled. "Thanks. But unfortunately, ya aren't the only one who thinks so. Ya saw what happened back there, one of `em could have touched me, and then all hell would have broken loose."
"But, you look sooooo hot." Pietro tried to argue with her.
Rogue laughed, and the sound was sweet and melodic to Pietro's ears. He held her tightly.
"Do you know how happy you make me?" He asked quietly. "You're the only person alive who has ever caught the famous speed demon."
Rogue smiled. "Do ah get some sort of medal?" She asked.
"Something like that." He grinned. Grabbing her around the waist, he swept her off of her feet and landed her on his back. Then he ran full speed around the football field. Rogue clung to his back and shouted with surprise. After a while she began to laugh. It was fantastic. She could feel the power running through his body as he used his power. She had run with it before, but she had only gotten a small amount of power. She had never imagined-.
Finally Pietro stopped and dropped to the ground. Rogue let out a small cry of shock as she fell from his back and rolled onto the wet grass. Pietro got onto his knees and grinned, crawling over to her.
"So, was that a good reward?" He asked. Rogue grinned.
"Ah suppose." She said.
"That's all I get?" He demanded. "An `Ah suppose'?"
Rogue just grinned.
"Well we'll see about that." He said, his eyes full of mischief. Rogue shrieked and got to her knees, crawling away and yelling.
"Don't ya dare, Pietro!" She half screamed.
But the famous quicksilver had already tackled her onto her back. He straddled her and raised his hands in triumph. He grinned at her.
"No! Don't!" She tried to wiggle free, but Pietro held her tightly. Then he gave her an evil grin and lowered his hands...and began to tickle her mercilessly.
"Ahh! Pietro stop!" Rogue shrieked in between giggles.
Pietro just continued to move his hands deftly up and down her sides.
"Pietro! Please!" She gasped.
Pietro just grinned and added a bit of his powers, sending her into a shrieking fit
"What do you say?" He asked.
"Pietro is a sexy bastard who has cruel and unusual ways of torture!" Rogue gasped.
"Close enough." He grinned and stopped his merciless hands.
"Ya wanna get off me now?" She asked.
"Not really." He grinned.
Rogue made a face. "Ugh." She said, pushing him off of her and standing up.
"Come on you, unfortunately ah actually need to go to school." She brushed herself off as best she could. "You're no fun."
"Caught red-handed." She said. She looked around.
"Such a memorable place isn't it?" She asked. Pietro looked at her.
"Of course it is. This is the place when I first realized how much I cared for you."
He stroked one of the white locks into place and Rogue smiled.
"And the place when I realized just how slimy and fucked up Summers really is." He added.
Rogue frowned slightly, remembering her encounter with the brown-haired senior. She shook it off.
"Well oh romantic one, ah gotta go okay? Ah'll see ya at lunch."
"I'll get you there in half a second." He grinned. Scooping her up, he ran to the Dumpster outside the front doors.
"Are ya always this open with your powers?"
"How they gonna catch me?" He grinned with a shrug.
Rogue just sighed and walked out towards the front of the school. She felt slightly nauseated and stumbled back. She felt Pietro wrap an arm around her shoulders.
"Did I forget to mention that part of the `moving faster then anyone can see' package?" He asked, steadying her. Rogue scowled, trying to keep her footing.
"Come on beautiful. I'll walk you to class."
Rogue nodded and sighed. Pietro just pulled her close and walked down the hall. They passed quite a few who gave them curious eyes and arched eyebrows, but Pietro was so happy being with Rogue he didn't notice, and Rogue was so used to other people's stares she simply ignored them. They came to Rogue's classroom, Art. Pietro opened the door and they walked in. The teacher looked at the two of them.
"Yes? May I help you two?"
"Rogue here wasn't feeling too good, and I wanted to make sure she made it to class alright."
"Rogue?" the woman looked at the slightly smiling Rogue, finally recognizing her for the Goth everyone knew.
"Oh Rogue, of course. Do you feel well enough to do class?" She asked, keeping the shock from her voice. Rogue nodded and Pietro slowly let go of his tight grip on her shoulders. Rogue gave him a smile and then went to her usual place at the back of the class and sat down.
"Alright class, I want you to start on your canvases, I need to talk with this young man for a moment." She looked at Pietro, who was surprised, but nodded anyway. The two left, Pietro glancing back at Rogue one last time before leaving. `
See you at lunch' she mouthed at him.
Once the teacher had closed the door behind her, she turned and looked at Pietro, her look became one of wonder.
"Young man, I don't know who you are. But whatever you've done to help Rogue, please continue to do it. I've been teaching that girl since she started here, and I have never seen her more happy then just now." Pietro found himself smiling. Smiling? I don't smile, I grin my sexy grin, but I don't smile.
"Pietro Maximoff." He said, holding out his hand.
The teacher's eyes widened, and his ever-present patented grin was back.
"The Pietro Maximoff?" She asked in disbelief. He nodded.
"You're the terror of the school. Princable Kelly has told stories of your vandalizing like they were horror stories!"
"Aw, stop." He said, extremely proud of his title.
"Well young Maximoff, I find myself amazed by you. But I thank you for what you've done for Rogue."
The teacher re-entered the classroom, shaking her head in disbelief. Pietro grinned and walked down the hallway, only to be grabbed out of nowhere and pulled into an empty classroom by the back of his shirt.
He whirled around to find his assailant to be none other then. Kitty Pryde?
"Youknowtherearemorelessviolentwaystogetmyattention." He said, folding his arms.
"Not without Scott noticing me. He's been watching us all day."
"Afraid you might be swapping communication with the enemy?" Pietro guessed, slowing his speech. "Something like that. Oh wait, I almost, like, forgot. I saw you and Rogue! How did that happen! Tell me, like, every detail!"
"I dunno Kitty, I don't want to gross you out or anything."
Kitty wrinkled her nose. "Just, like, spit it out already!"
"Well let's see. I came, I saw, I was conquered. That good enough for you?"
"Aw, that is, like, so sweet. But when-?"
"Yesterday afternoon."
She sighed dreamily. "I'm gonna, like, so have to drill Rogue for info."
"Oh, not good enough to just torture one of us?"
"Oh shut up!"
"Hey, where is cyke anyway?"
"Trying to detach Jean from Duncan."
"Ah, so he's out of our hair for a while."
"Not quite!" Bobby and Jubilee burst into the room.
"Ack! Where did you two come from?"
"We were on scout patrol." Jubilee said.
"And Scott's headed this way!" Bobby added.
"Shit." Pietro frowned. He didn't really care about the Xmen, but Kitty and Bobby had helped him find Rogue. He looked around and found what he needed.
"Kitty? Isthatafavoriteshirt?" He asked quickly. She shook her head before she realized what Pietro had in mind. Pietro grabbed two refill bottles of white out and tossed them onto Kitty's shirt, they splattered everywhere, covering Bobby and Jubilee with flecks of white. Then he took his finger and zipped a `P' on the front of Kitty's now dripping white top with his finger before zooming out the window and running away in a flash.
"PIETRO!" Kitty screamed.
At that moment Scott walked in, and saw that Pietro had yet again played a trick on some of their group. "I'm going to, like, so kill him!" Kitty screeched.
"God I hate that guy." Bobby muttered, wiping white out off of his face as best he could. Jubilee nodded. Scott found himself slightly smiling. They were making it so easy for his team to hate them.
"Don't worry guys. They're just a bunch of immature kids who are pouting because we have all the power. The only thing they can do are dirty tricks."
The three teens nodded in agreement.
"Alright, it's almost lunch so go get yourselves cleaned up before the bathrooms are completely full." Scott turned and walked back through the door. After they could no longer hear his footsteps in the hall, Jubilee turned to Kitty.
"Wow, that was great acting Kitty!" She said.
"Yeah." Agreed Bobby. Kitty looked at both of them.
"Who says I was acting! This shirt cost me fifty bucks!"
A/N: well, there it is, took me a while, but what can you do? Anywho, I'm going to type a small thing for valentine's day, but unfortunately It will be a day late as I have to go to work now. anywho, REVIEW! Sorry this chap took so long! Luvs 4 y'all! ~Rio~
Chapter 8: A wonderful reward
A/N: Wow! I can't believe I'm done 8 chapters! I can't even find enough time to go to the movies! How did I pull this off? Well I'll tell you...I had tons of support from wonderful people! People like YOU! Who has taken the time to bear with me and read my story and hopefully send in a review. So I thank anyone who is reading this from the bottom of my love for Pietro! And as I say in any A/N, I could never have gotten this far without the help, inspiration, and writing of my fav authors BAZZER, Linkin-spike, Lotus blossum, MBLite, Phoenix Angel Suyari, and the newest addition *drum roll*:
~Rio~
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Rogue walked to her locker, still a bit shaken by her run in with Scott. It was his certainty, she was sure that that was what scared her. The fact that he seemed to know that she would come back. She opened her locker and dropped off her bag. She walked down the hall, heading for study hall. She noticed a couple of jocks looking at her appreciatively.
"Hey there hot stuff." One said. She just kept going.
They blocked the doorway.
"Oughta mah way." She snarled.
"Ooh, feisty aren't you?" The other one grinned.
Rogue felt panic. This was why she wore her Goth make-up. It was protection against this.
"Now then, you must be new. Why don't you let me show you around?"
The first one grabbed for her hand. She snatched it away.
"No thanks." She said vehemently. "Ah'm not new."
"But I think I would have noticed a hot babe like you walking through these halls every day."
"Ya did notice me. And you usually ran away or called me a bitch. Now oughta mah way."
She started to push her was through the two hormone-filled jocks. A firm hand grabbed at her, and she winced as the jock's hand squeezed at her bruised arm. The jock dragged her in front of them.
"Who are you?" They demanded.
"Rogue."
Rogue turned at her name to see Pietro leaning against the lockers. She smiled appreciatively. He walked over and slung an arm around her waist.
"Problems gentlemen?" He asked, his look deadly.
"Nothin' ah can't handle." Rogue said.
The two jocks looked at them in shock.
"Rogue? You-You're the Goth slut?"
Pietro let go of Rogue and stepped closer to the jock.
"Care to say that again?" He said angrily.
The boy's eyes widened. When Pietro had first come to Bayville, he had seemed like another skinny little punk. But one afternoon Pietro had proved just how deadly he could be, and the proof was Duncan Mathews' best friend in the hospital with four broken ribs and a cracked jaw.
Now the jock shook his head, stepping back.
"That's what I thought." He snorted. Grabbing Rogue's hand, he walked past the Jocks. He took her out back, out to the vacant football field. Once they were there, Rogue turned and hugged Pietro.
"Thanks." She said.
"Hey if that's the reward, I might just have to play over-protective boyfriend all the time." He grinned.
"Do it, and ah'll drain ya faster then ya can say `Ah'm the sexy Pietro'."
"I dunno, depending on how you drained me, it might just be worth it." He grinned, leaning in closer to her. Rogue brought a gloved hand to his mouth.
"Don't." She said.
"Don't what?" Came the muffled reply, but Rogue could feel his grin under her hand. He pulled the hand away.
"Pietro...Please." She begged him.
She felt rooted to the spot, but she couldn't let him hurt himself. Pietro sighed and leaned back.
"Alright. I'll try to refrain from experiencing my life-long desire."
Rogue blushed. Pietro grabbed her and pulled her into him, sitting down on the bleachers.
"Ya know we're supposed to be in class right now?" Rogue asked him.
"You have study hall." He murmured. "And I could pass any one of my classes in an hour." Rogue sighed. "Ah shouldn't have come dressed like this." She said.
"Why not? You're the hottest babe I've ever seen."
Rogue smiled. "Thanks. But unfortunately, ya aren't the only one who thinks so. Ya saw what happened back there, one of `em could have touched me, and then all hell would have broken loose."
"But, you look sooooo hot." Pietro tried to argue with her.
Rogue laughed, and the sound was sweet and melodic to Pietro's ears. He held her tightly.
"Do you know how happy you make me?" He asked quietly. "You're the only person alive who has ever caught the famous speed demon."
Rogue smiled. "Do ah get some sort of medal?" She asked.
"Something like that." He grinned. Grabbing her around the waist, he swept her off of her feet and landed her on his back. Then he ran full speed around the football field. Rogue clung to his back and shouted with surprise. After a while she began to laugh. It was fantastic. She could feel the power running through his body as he used his power. She had run with it before, but she had only gotten a small amount of power. She had never imagined-.
Finally Pietro stopped and dropped to the ground. Rogue let out a small cry of shock as she fell from his back and rolled onto the wet grass. Pietro got onto his knees and grinned, crawling over to her.
"So, was that a good reward?" He asked. Rogue grinned.
"Ah suppose." She said.
"That's all I get?" He demanded. "An `Ah suppose'?"
Rogue just grinned.
"Well we'll see about that." He said, his eyes full of mischief. Rogue shrieked and got to her knees, crawling away and yelling.
"Don't ya dare, Pietro!" She half screamed.
But the famous quicksilver had already tackled her onto her back. He straddled her and raised his hands in triumph. He grinned at her.
"No! Don't!" She tried to wiggle free, but Pietro held her tightly. Then he gave her an evil grin and lowered his hands...and began to tickle her mercilessly.
"Ahh! Pietro stop!" Rogue shrieked in between giggles.
Pietro just continued to move his hands deftly up and down her sides.
"Pietro! Please!" She gasped.
Pietro just grinned and added a bit of his powers, sending her into a shrieking fit
"What do you say?" He asked.
"Pietro is a sexy bastard who has cruel and unusual ways of torture!" Rogue gasped.
"Close enough." He grinned and stopped his merciless hands.
"Ya wanna get off me now?" She asked.
"Not really." He grinned.
Rogue made a face. "Ugh." She said, pushing him off of her and standing up.
"Come on you, unfortunately ah actually need to go to school." She brushed herself off as best she could. "You're no fun."
"Caught red-handed." She said. She looked around.
"Such a memorable place isn't it?" She asked. Pietro looked at her.
"Of course it is. This is the place when I first realized how much I cared for you."
He stroked one of the white locks into place and Rogue smiled.
"And the place when I realized just how slimy and fucked up Summers really is." He added.
Rogue frowned slightly, remembering her encounter with the brown-haired senior. She shook it off.
"Well oh romantic one, ah gotta go okay? Ah'll see ya at lunch."
"I'll get you there in half a second." He grinned. Scooping her up, he ran to the Dumpster outside the front doors.
"Are ya always this open with your powers?"
"How they gonna catch me?" He grinned with a shrug.
Rogue just sighed and walked out towards the front of the school. She felt slightly nauseated and stumbled back. She felt Pietro wrap an arm around her shoulders.
"Did I forget to mention that part of the `moving faster then anyone can see' package?" He asked, steadying her. Rogue scowled, trying to keep her footing.
"Come on beautiful. I'll walk you to class."
Rogue nodded and sighed. Pietro just pulled her close and walked down the hall. They passed quite a few who gave them curious eyes and arched eyebrows, but Pietro was so happy being with Rogue he didn't notice, and Rogue was so used to other people's stares she simply ignored them. They came to Rogue's classroom, Art. Pietro opened the door and they walked in. The teacher looked at the two of them.
"Yes? May I help you two?"
"Rogue here wasn't feeling too good, and I wanted to make sure she made it to class alright."
"Rogue?" the woman looked at the slightly smiling Rogue, finally recognizing her for the Goth everyone knew.
"Oh Rogue, of course. Do you feel well enough to do class?" She asked, keeping the shock from her voice. Rogue nodded and Pietro slowly let go of his tight grip on her shoulders. Rogue gave him a smile and then went to her usual place at the back of the class and sat down.
"Alright class, I want you to start on your canvases, I need to talk with this young man for a moment." She looked at Pietro, who was surprised, but nodded anyway. The two left, Pietro glancing back at Rogue one last time before leaving. `
See you at lunch' she mouthed at him.
Once the teacher had closed the door behind her, she turned and looked at Pietro, her look became one of wonder.
"Young man, I don't know who you are. But whatever you've done to help Rogue, please continue to do it. I've been teaching that girl since she started here, and I have never seen her more happy then just now." Pietro found himself smiling. Smiling? I don't smile, I grin my sexy grin, but I don't smile.
"Pietro Maximoff." He said, holding out his hand.
The teacher's eyes widened, and his ever-present patented grin was back.
"The Pietro Maximoff?" She asked in disbelief. He nodded.
"You're the terror of the school. Princable Kelly has told stories of your vandalizing like they were horror stories!"
"Aw, stop." He said, extremely proud of his title.
"Well young Maximoff, I find myself amazed by you. But I thank you for what you've done for Rogue."
The teacher re-entered the classroom, shaking her head in disbelief. Pietro grinned and walked down the hallway, only to be grabbed out of nowhere and pulled into an empty classroom by the back of his shirt.
He whirled around to find his assailant to be none other then. Kitty Pryde?
"Youknowtherearemorelessviolentwaystogetmyattention." He said, folding his arms.
"Not without Scott noticing me. He's been watching us all day."
"Afraid you might be swapping communication with the enemy?" Pietro guessed, slowing his speech. "Something like that. Oh wait, I almost, like, forgot. I saw you and Rogue! How did that happen! Tell me, like, every detail!"
"I dunno Kitty, I don't want to gross you out or anything."
Kitty wrinkled her nose. "Just, like, spit it out already!"
"Well let's see. I came, I saw, I was conquered. That good enough for you?"
"Aw, that is, like, so sweet. But when-?"
"Yesterday afternoon."
She sighed dreamily. "I'm gonna, like, so have to drill Rogue for info."
"Oh, not good enough to just torture one of us?"
"Oh shut up!"
"Hey, where is cyke anyway?"
"Trying to detach Jean from Duncan."
"Ah, so he's out of our hair for a while."
"Not quite!" Bobby and Jubilee burst into the room.
"Ack! Where did you two come from?"
"We were on scout patrol." Jubilee said.
"And Scott's headed this way!" Bobby added.
"Shit." Pietro frowned. He didn't really care about the Xmen, but Kitty and Bobby had helped him find Rogue. He looked around and found what he needed.
"Kitty? Isthatafavoriteshirt?" He asked quickly. She shook her head before she realized what Pietro had in mind. Pietro grabbed two refill bottles of white out and tossed them onto Kitty's shirt, they splattered everywhere, covering Bobby and Jubilee with flecks of white. Then he took his finger and zipped a `P' on the front of Kitty's now dripping white top with his finger before zooming out the window and running away in a flash.
"PIETRO!" Kitty screamed.
At that moment Scott walked in, and saw that Pietro had yet again played a trick on some of their group. "I'm going to, like, so kill him!" Kitty screeched.
"God I hate that guy." Bobby muttered, wiping white out off of his face as best he could. Jubilee nodded. Scott found himself slightly smiling. They were making it so easy for his team to hate them.
"Don't worry guys. They're just a bunch of immature kids who are pouting because we have all the power. The only thing they can do are dirty tricks."
The three teens nodded in agreement.
"Alright, it's almost lunch so go get yourselves cleaned up before the bathrooms are completely full." Scott turned and walked back through the door. After they could no longer hear his footsteps in the hall, Jubilee turned to Kitty.
"Wow, that was great acting Kitty!" She said.
"Yeah." Agreed Bobby. Kitty looked at both of them.
"Who says I was acting! This shirt cost me fifty bucks!"
A/N: well, there it is, took me a while, but what can you do? Anywho, I'm going to type a small thing for valentine's day, but unfortunately It will be a day late as I have to go to work now. anywho, REVIEW! Sorry this chap took so long! Luvs 4 y'all! ~Rio~