Ok for those of you who don't know I own nothing here its all Marvel's, DC's, or whomever. I kinda own Michael (AKA main villain) but personal you can bastardize him all you want. This has no real set time just when ever is convenient for the time.

Michael walked out unaware of the conversation he left. He was merely trying to get it all in. He knew what was in Jean's head. He walked down the halls slowly, that is until he ran into Rouge. She stooped him in that hall.

Rouge: hey sugar, what's up? Huh

Michael: Not much, just finished practice..

Rouge: Yea for 15 hours come on hun I'll take ya for supper.

Michael with a grin: Sure why not.

Rouge leads Michael to the car, all the way there he can only stare at her ass, he thinks to himself: Bad thoughts Mike bad. Rouge and him finally make it to the garage. She jumps in a red convertible; Michael hesitates for a moment.

Rouge: Gee afraid I bite.

Michael: Not really, but the way you all seem to look at me you would think I did.

Rouge: Same with me, you because you're new and well if I did bite they would be in a coma.

Michael: What I highly doubt that.

Rouge: oh yea, ask Corey, when I kissed him he went out he wasn't out for awhile, bah so what are you here for.

Michael: I can copy and take powers, and use them.

Rouge: Sounds like me how long?

Michael: We don't know they might stay mine.

Rouge: We're here, come on.

Michael and Rouge jump out and go in. He walks into a steak house basically, crazy crap on the walls, hardwood floors, and a bunch of fat guys, and some families. Rouge walks straight to a corner booth needless to say lots of heads turn most of the male kind, but also a few female ones. Michael sits down and order s a steak.

Michael: Nice places.

Rouge: Yea, you like steaks?

Michael: You got me, remember I only know my name, huh. so why am I here, what did you wish to speak of?

Rouge: What I just wanted to be nice! Is this.

Michael: I heard you guys last night you lost.

Rouge: Ok you got me, this is just a check out, and people don't show up on the street like you do.

Michael: Point taken. So what do you guys do, I mean I have amnesia what is the excuse of the rest of the school for freaks and weirdoes.

Rouge: We're not all born knowing what to do, some will never know, besides like you we have nowhere.

Michael; Makes sense, so tell me about yourself, I sadly have a three line life story.

Rouge and Michael talked the night, they left at 3 am, and went home. He woke up the next morning had his breakfast and went back to the room, unaware of what was to start.