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Incase a lot of you don't know, or haven't seen X-Men 2 (sorry I ruined
it), Jean actually did not die, this is sort of a continuing from it slash
X-Men evolution!
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*** Chapter Three
"A dance?" Rogue asked. "Never had one of those, this should be pretty good!" Kitty, Amara, Rogue and Jubilee sat on the couch in their dorm looking at a flyer they picked up that was posted on the bulletin board downstairs. Amara had thankfully finished her period and now smiling and able suppress her power (even though the couch in the T.V. room by the kitchen was no longer existent and there was a large black scorch mark where it once was.)
"But it's not any dance!" Kitty pointed out, "read!"
They looked down at the paper and read more carefully at the text:
BALL
WHERE? Marton Hall
WHEN? From 9:00 to 1:30 A.M. November 30th
WHAT? Formal, come in your dresses and tuxedo's
HOW MUCH? 40 Dollars for indoor table for ten people or less, 45 dollars for a table on the patio and 55 dollars for a personal balcony (ten people or less). Extra 10 dollars entrance fee
"Holy shit," Jubilee said, "55 dollars for a personal balcony? I can't get that money!" She exclaimed looking pretty crushed. "Hell I'm going!" Amara said looking excited. "Why don't we all chip in for a table on a balcony?" Kitty said.
"See Kitty," Jubilee patted her friend on the back, "you can be smart when you choose!" Kitty in return threw a book at Jubilee's head.
"Okay," Rogue quieted them down, "we could all chip in 5 to 10 dollars, and we could get the boys to help!"
"November 30th? That's in two weeks!" Amara said.
"IT'S A DEAL!"
***
"A Ball Professor?" Storm said. The Professor had called all the teachers up into his office. Jean was standing by the fire place with Scotts arm draped around her. Storm sat tensely in the arm chair opposite the Professor. Logan growled in Jeans and Scotts direction where the fire place was, while Kurt decided to sit on it.
"Yes, Storm, a ball!" The Professor smiled. "Ve are going to 'ave zee ball! It vill be great!" Kurt exclaimed. "Shut up" Logan growled.
"But Professor, don't you think it risky to be having a ball where humans are?" Storm didn't seem too happy about the idea. What if something went wrong? She didn't want the war that was bound to come soon. The children that are going have yet to learn how to suppress their powers!
"Don't worry Storm," the Professor winked at her, "it's going to be fine, I have made an age restriction" he said, reading her mind. "Grade nine and above, yes?" His eyes twinkled slightly. Storm loosened her muscles a little at this. "And for your question about the humans, there wont be any, I have rented the place out and it's all our for that night! Now worries Professor Munroe!" He laughed.
Storm felt good when he laughed. It meant everything was okay and up to date. But somehow she felt uneasy about the ball. Something stirring inside of her was telling her to try and stop it, but why? And what?
"What's the occasion?" Logan asked. "How do you mean, Logan?" Asked the Professor. "I mean, why are we paying all this money to go to a ball?"
The Professors smile faltered a little. "Because," he started "because I fear there are going to be bad times.as bad as they come, and I feel that the children especially need something happy before something really does happen. They have been shunned from this world because they are different, they need something happy in their lives, lets give it to them X- men, lets give it to them and make it good."
"Good reason," Logan nodded.
***
Rogue loved it out there. In the sun, green trees and grass. Leaves were falling. The breeze that foreshadowed an early autumn played softly with her hair. She lay down on the bench looking up at the blue cloudless sky watching the birds fly by.
She didn't know how much time she had spent out there. It seemed a while before a loud scuffling shook her back to reality. Bobby's face popped up from above her blocking the sky.
"Bobby!" She laughed. "Hey beautiful," he hugged her.HUGGED her. (Where as a couple would actually kiss, he thought bitterly). He sat down beside her. "What's up? What are you doing out here on your own?" He asked.
She loved the way he asked questions. Not forcing as if he was trying to be nosy but gentle and innocent. His big ice blue eyes would grow large and he would tilt his head slightly to the left and smile.
"Nothin'" Rogue said. "I just came out here to think, ya know? When ya wanna be outside and ya can't ever stay inside on a beautiful day?"
Bobby lifted his hand to her face. She flinched for second, thinking he was about to touch her bare skin but instead he touched her hair. "Rogue, I want you to know that I love you," he said. "I love you too Bobby," she said. Cheesy, very cheesy but she couldn't care less; she had never wanted to touch him so badly.
He leaned in closer. "Bobby"-she whispered uncertainly. She didn't stop him. Maybe because she felt that the meditation with Professor Munroe was helping her. Rogue gripped on tightly to the bench and closed her eyes. She did exactly what Storm told her. She relaxed and loosened every fiber in her body. Their lips pressed. She felt his tongue come into her mouth. The kiss was longer than any other one they had experienced. It had gone on for a while before they heard another movement. They broke apart quickly.
A tall model like girl with ice blue eyes and tumbling curls was looking pretty confused. She was walking towards them but didn't seem to notice there was any one around her.
When she got near them she smiled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," she turned on her heal and began to walk off. "Wait!" Rogue yelled after her. "who are ya?" She asked. A new student perhaps? She looked about her age.
"Yeah," the girl said the same strange smile on her face, "I'm new here, just got here two days ago. The Professor has given me time to settle in," that smile was really strange... "I'm Tara," she held her hand out to Rogue. Rogue took it, "Marie, but you can call me Rogue, everyone else does." Rogue looked over at Bobby who looked a little annoyed at the interruption. "This is Bobby," Rogue said. They shook hands.
"So Tara," Rogue said, standing up and beginning to walk forwards with Bobby following, "what's your power?"
"I can imitate other people's powers," she answered. "How do you do that?" Bobby asked. "I can just sense it." She picked up a rose and stared straight into Bobby's eyes. He felt like someone was digging through his head, searching for something. He couldn't look away from those chips of ice that were her eyes. When she looked away he felt a sort of relief come over him. Tara then looked at rose and to their amazement turned it to complete ice.
"How did you know that I could turn things into ice?" He asked, feeling really freaked out. "I told you I could sense it."
"Well, can you imitate my power?" Rogue asked. This should be impossible! "I think so," Tara said. She held out her hand and Bobby shook it, he let go quickly. His veins popped out momentarily and he coughed breathing for air.
"That's amazing!" Rogue said. "I just can't imitate powers if I'm not near the person I'm trying to imitate" she frowned. But the same strange smile made its way back on her face.
"Come on," Rogue said, "let's go introduce you to everyone!"
They were not aware that Logan saw everything that happened starting from the kiss.
I do not own X-men character Enjoy XoXo Cookie Dough
*** Chapter Three
"A dance?" Rogue asked. "Never had one of those, this should be pretty good!" Kitty, Amara, Rogue and Jubilee sat on the couch in their dorm looking at a flyer they picked up that was posted on the bulletin board downstairs. Amara had thankfully finished her period and now smiling and able suppress her power (even though the couch in the T.V. room by the kitchen was no longer existent and there was a large black scorch mark where it once was.)
"But it's not any dance!" Kitty pointed out, "read!"
They looked down at the paper and read more carefully at the text:
BALL
WHERE? Marton Hall
WHEN? From 9:00 to 1:30 A.M. November 30th
WHAT? Formal, come in your dresses and tuxedo's
HOW MUCH? 40 Dollars for indoor table for ten people or less, 45 dollars for a table on the patio and 55 dollars for a personal balcony (ten people or less). Extra 10 dollars entrance fee
"Holy shit," Jubilee said, "55 dollars for a personal balcony? I can't get that money!" She exclaimed looking pretty crushed. "Hell I'm going!" Amara said looking excited. "Why don't we all chip in for a table on a balcony?" Kitty said.
"See Kitty," Jubilee patted her friend on the back, "you can be smart when you choose!" Kitty in return threw a book at Jubilee's head.
"Okay," Rogue quieted them down, "we could all chip in 5 to 10 dollars, and we could get the boys to help!"
"November 30th? That's in two weeks!" Amara said.
"IT'S A DEAL!"
***
"A Ball Professor?" Storm said. The Professor had called all the teachers up into his office. Jean was standing by the fire place with Scotts arm draped around her. Storm sat tensely in the arm chair opposite the Professor. Logan growled in Jeans and Scotts direction where the fire place was, while Kurt decided to sit on it.
"Yes, Storm, a ball!" The Professor smiled. "Ve are going to 'ave zee ball! It vill be great!" Kurt exclaimed. "Shut up" Logan growled.
"But Professor, don't you think it risky to be having a ball where humans are?" Storm didn't seem too happy about the idea. What if something went wrong? She didn't want the war that was bound to come soon. The children that are going have yet to learn how to suppress their powers!
"Don't worry Storm," the Professor winked at her, "it's going to be fine, I have made an age restriction" he said, reading her mind. "Grade nine and above, yes?" His eyes twinkled slightly. Storm loosened her muscles a little at this. "And for your question about the humans, there wont be any, I have rented the place out and it's all our for that night! Now worries Professor Munroe!" He laughed.
Storm felt good when he laughed. It meant everything was okay and up to date. But somehow she felt uneasy about the ball. Something stirring inside of her was telling her to try and stop it, but why? And what?
"What's the occasion?" Logan asked. "How do you mean, Logan?" Asked the Professor. "I mean, why are we paying all this money to go to a ball?"
The Professors smile faltered a little. "Because," he started "because I fear there are going to be bad times.as bad as they come, and I feel that the children especially need something happy before something really does happen. They have been shunned from this world because they are different, they need something happy in their lives, lets give it to them X- men, lets give it to them and make it good."
"Good reason," Logan nodded.
***
Rogue loved it out there. In the sun, green trees and grass. Leaves were falling. The breeze that foreshadowed an early autumn played softly with her hair. She lay down on the bench looking up at the blue cloudless sky watching the birds fly by.
She didn't know how much time she had spent out there. It seemed a while before a loud scuffling shook her back to reality. Bobby's face popped up from above her blocking the sky.
"Bobby!" She laughed. "Hey beautiful," he hugged her.HUGGED her. (Where as a couple would actually kiss, he thought bitterly). He sat down beside her. "What's up? What are you doing out here on your own?" He asked.
She loved the way he asked questions. Not forcing as if he was trying to be nosy but gentle and innocent. His big ice blue eyes would grow large and he would tilt his head slightly to the left and smile.
"Nothin'" Rogue said. "I just came out here to think, ya know? When ya wanna be outside and ya can't ever stay inside on a beautiful day?"
Bobby lifted his hand to her face. She flinched for second, thinking he was about to touch her bare skin but instead he touched her hair. "Rogue, I want you to know that I love you," he said. "I love you too Bobby," she said. Cheesy, very cheesy but she couldn't care less; she had never wanted to touch him so badly.
He leaned in closer. "Bobby"-she whispered uncertainly. She didn't stop him. Maybe because she felt that the meditation with Professor Munroe was helping her. Rogue gripped on tightly to the bench and closed her eyes. She did exactly what Storm told her. She relaxed and loosened every fiber in her body. Their lips pressed. She felt his tongue come into her mouth. The kiss was longer than any other one they had experienced. It had gone on for a while before they heard another movement. They broke apart quickly.
A tall model like girl with ice blue eyes and tumbling curls was looking pretty confused. She was walking towards them but didn't seem to notice there was any one around her.
When she got near them she smiled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," she turned on her heal and began to walk off. "Wait!" Rogue yelled after her. "who are ya?" She asked. A new student perhaps? She looked about her age.
"Yeah," the girl said the same strange smile on her face, "I'm new here, just got here two days ago. The Professor has given me time to settle in," that smile was really strange... "I'm Tara," she held her hand out to Rogue. Rogue took it, "Marie, but you can call me Rogue, everyone else does." Rogue looked over at Bobby who looked a little annoyed at the interruption. "This is Bobby," Rogue said. They shook hands.
"So Tara," Rogue said, standing up and beginning to walk forwards with Bobby following, "what's your power?"
"I can imitate other people's powers," she answered. "How do you do that?" Bobby asked. "I can just sense it." She picked up a rose and stared straight into Bobby's eyes. He felt like someone was digging through his head, searching for something. He couldn't look away from those chips of ice that were her eyes. When she looked away he felt a sort of relief come over him. Tara then looked at rose and to their amazement turned it to complete ice.
"How did you know that I could turn things into ice?" He asked, feeling really freaked out. "I told you I could sense it."
"Well, can you imitate my power?" Rogue asked. This should be impossible! "I think so," Tara said. She held out her hand and Bobby shook it, he let go quickly. His veins popped out momentarily and he coughed breathing for air.
"That's amazing!" Rogue said. "I just can't imitate powers if I'm not near the person I'm trying to imitate" she frowned. But the same strange smile made its way back on her face.
"Come on," Rogue said, "let's go introduce you to everyone!"
They were not aware that Logan saw everything that happened starting from the kiss.