By Lady Trunks
Chapter 6
ishandahalf- I would never ever ever ever ever ever ever make Pietro Rogue's brother. That would just be too... wrong. And I have to agree with you that Remy's accent is sexy. You can continue to live in denial if you like, I won't try to force it out of you. ^_^ (But Pietro will be in my Apocalpse-y fic)
Gothic Rogue- I didn't see it coming myself. I'm making this up as I go along. And if you think adding Joseph in made it confusing you should read 'A Match Made' by Jaelle and Orla. It's about that and it is hilarious!! If this does become Rogue/Magneto will you keep reding it, that is the million dollar question. It probably won't... Can't wait for your updates.
Please read the note at the bottom. And now, some Rietro for your enjoyment… Kind of.
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The words seemed to reverberate down the empty hall way as Rogue gaped at Pietro in shock. She had honestly thought that no one had seen what had occurred between her and Magneto, but obviously she had been mistaken. She debated what to tell him. "Well, you see Speedy, I haven't been totally honest with you."
He leaned forward expectantly, anxiously waiting to know. "I'm older than I look. I'm actually 42 and I'm your mother." His eyes widened in horror and he visibly recoiled. At his expression she couldn't contain a straight face and began to laugh so hard her knees gave out and she sank back against the wall and slid to the ground, where she continued to laugh. A.N. Thanks for the idea Trunks Girl!!
Pietro glared down at Rogue on the floor holding her sides from her laughter. "That was not even remotely funny!!"
"You should *gasp* have seen your *gasp* face." She got out between her laughter.
"I'm serious! I want to know what's going on between the two of you!"
Rogue finally stopped laughing and composed herself. Her face was perfectly serious when she replied, "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me." He demanded.
"It's complicated. Besides, I don't see what business it is of yours."
"Don't give me that! He's my father. I deserve to know if there's something going on between the two of you."
Rogue rose off the floor and began reflexively brushing off her clothes, "Jeez, Piety you almost sound jealous." She waited for the denial that she was sure would follow that statement. When none came she looked up from her clothes and into his eyes. What she saw caused the breath to stop in her lungs. She gazed into those blue orbs with their unfamiliar expression like a deer trapped in headlights, recognizing the longing in the look.
"Why do you act so surprised?" He asked her softly in response to her reaction. He took a step towards her narrowing the distance between them. She quickly took a step back. "You know I've always liked you. From the first time you slapped me for 'accidentally' walking into your bedroom while you were changing." He continued his forward advance and she continued her evasive maneuvers.
Her eyes widened even further, "You like me because I *hit* you?" She asked in disbelief.
He smiled slightly at her reaction, but his eyes remained serious. "You're strong. You never take any shit from anybody. But you can also be so sweet. How could I not care about you. "
By this time Rogue had come up against a wall, and Pietro continued moving forward until there was practically no space left between them. He put his arms on either side of her trapping her against the wall. "The only question left, Roguey, is how do you feel about me?"
She looked away from his piercing blue eyes, and focused on a point over his left shoulder. His words replayed in her mind, and she tried not to let them hurt her, knowing that it hadn't been his intention. But despite all that, she couldn't deny the ache that it caused, knowing that any sort of relationship with him, with anyone for that matter, was impossible. She closed her eyes to try to hold back the tears that were suddenly stinging her eyes.
Pietro gently reached out his hand out and (using her hair as protection) pushed her face up until she was forced to look into his eyes. When he saw her tears, he immediately stepped away. "I'msorryIdidn'tmeantoupsetyou. Pleasedon'tcry." He said hurriedly, an anxious expression on his face.
"It's not your fault, Piety." She reassured him in a voice husky from unshed tears. "I thought that you realized… You can't care about me. I'm strictly off limits. I can never touch…"
"Idon'tcareaboutthat." He was quick to reassure her.
"You say that now, but what about later? And even if you truly don't care that I'll never be able to touch you, I do care. What kind of relationship would that be? I would be reminded all the time of what I can't have. And sooner or later we would start to resent each other. I care about you to much to do that to you."
He would have willingly argued farther on the subject, but she didn't give him a chance. She ducked under his arms and quickly entered her new room firmly shutting the door behind her, leaving him standing there staring at the door.
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Wow, ya'll responded a lot better to the whole Magneto thing than I thought. Not a single flame as of yet. Some people even like the Rogue/Magneto pairing. Though it wasn't my initial choice, I think I could be up to the challenge of writing it, so my question is this. Do you, the readers, want Rogue to be paired with MAGNETO, PIETRO, or LANCE. To make this as accurate as possible when you review write all three names, then mark the order that you want them in. Example: Pietro-1, Lance-3, Magneto-2. This would tell me that you want Pietro with Rogue the most and Lance the least. Got it? If that's to confusing then just say the person you want paired the most. I fully realize that this could lead to a very confusing and messed up love triangle… quadrilateral, whatever. And since I seem to be making this up as I go along, any suggestions will be taken into consideration. So the question is, what do you want to happen?