Chapter 1: Dreams

            She was sitting on a blanket with her feet buried in the sand, the ocean gently lapping at the shore.  She watched the love of her life standing near the waters edge, looking out at the endless ocean, he was nothing more than a silhouette, watching the water shimmer from the light of the moon in the sky.

            She felt her heart swell with the emotions that always followed whenever she looked at him, sometimes it overwhelmed her so much she felt as if her heart would explode. 

            Smiling to herself, she pulled herself up and walked over, padding along the sand barefooted, she crept up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, she felt him at first tense up, not expecting her sudden grasp for him, and then he relaxed, she pressed her cheek against his bare back.

            "What you thinking about?" she asked him softly.

            "Wondering why you won't join him," her love replied, he gave a sigh, and turned towards her, her arms still looped around him, "you know if you join him, he'll help you in ways that you never knew possible…"

            "You know I can't," she sighed, she rested her head on his shoulder, she felt him running his fingers softly down the exposed area of her back that her bikini left.  "As much as I want to be with you, I have so many responsibilities her…I have two years until I graduate, I'm captain of the cheerleading squad, and everything is so good here, I love my life here…"

            "You know that if you don't join him then we can't be together," he sighed, he moved away and stepped into the water.

            "Why can't you just stay here?"

            "You know, I can't, I'm obligated, I'm on a mission…" he stated.

            "I just don't understand why he wants me…"

            "Who wouldn't want you?" he smiled in a charming way.

            She walked over and wrapped her arms around him, "I…I don't know, I just…I don't know if I can leave my family and friends to go off on some crazy mission…"

            "Please join him, so that me and you can be together…"

            "I…" she paused, "Alright…I…I will…" she smiled a little, and leaned up and pecked his lips softly, she ran her hands from his shoulders down his arms to his wrists, he flinched away.

            "Ow…"

            "What?"

            "Your ring just cut me," he laughed a little.

            "I'm sorry…" she looked at the top of his wrist, a long thick cut had manifested itself having been caught from the sharp end of a ring she wore.  She pulled a black satin ribbon from out of her hair and wrapped it around the cut, "there, that will stop the bleeding."

            He smiled softly, "I love you…"

            "I love you too," she whispered, and they kissed softly, the water splashing around their feet softly, and the moon shining down on them.

            Rogue stirred from her slumber, it was an early Saturday morning, and the sun was shining through the windows of the room she shared with Kitty Pryde.  Sitting up she stroked her hair back from her face and glanced out of the windows, everything outside lush and green, the air felt warm and promising.

She remembered the dream so vividly.  The boy she remembered so vaguely.  She felt as if she'd seen him before, yet, couldn't place him, not at the moment anyway, in the dream everything had been so dark it had been hard to recognise him.

            She sighed, that kiss had been so real, she'd relived that dream several times now, it seemed to have spawned from a memory that she'd seen in her head coming from the other resident presence in her psyche – Miss Marvel.    Yet she was unsure if the dream was actually a memory, or if it were a dream fuelled by the seed of the memory of something she wanted more than life itself – that kiss. 

            Yet, it did not make sense if all she wanted was the kiss, why were the other elements in the dream – the talk of a mission, the cut on the wrist, the black ribbon.  It did not make sense to her and she did not understand what it had been about.

            Kitty wandered into the room, her long brown hair up in a towel, and wearing a white robe, her skin bright pink obviously from a hot shower.  "Morning," she said brightly.

            Rogue nodded and uttered a "morning," in a low voice, she stretched, "what time is it?"

            "Nine thirty," Kitty responded, she wandered over to the vanity and picked up a large jar of moisturising face pack and began spreading it all over her face and neck in dollops.  "You look like you slept well," she looked in the mirror, seeing the reflection of Rogue from across the room.

            "I had that dream again," Rogue lay back down, rubbing her eyes a little to get the sleep crusts out.

            "Really?" Kitty asked, "the one where you get kissed?"

            "Where Carol Danvers gets kissed, lucky bitch," Rogue responded, she pulled herself up and headed towards the window and looked outside to let Kitty change from her Rogue into something else, "the dream seemed more vivid this time, Kitty," she responded.

            "It did?" Kitty yanked off the robe and quickly changed into a pair of pink lace underwear and a pink tanktop with a lace trim at the chest.  She turned towards Rogue and waited for a reply.

            Rogue folded her arms casually, looking out to the Mansions gardens, "I don't know, he was talking about a mission or something this time, I don't remember that from the previous dreams," she turned to look towards Kitty and seeing her face a pale green colour – almost seeming to crack already really, she smirked slightly, and tried to keep a straight face.

            "Anything else?"

            "Yeah," Rogue said, "a ring on her finger scratched the top of his wrist and she put a ribbon around the cut," she put her arm absently behind her on the window sill where she'd left her digital camera.

            "Hmmm…that sounds like it means something," Kitty stated, "I have a book of dreams somewhere, it tells you how to interpret dreams and stuff," she stood up.

            Rogue grabbed the camera behind her and moved the lens cap off quietly, "Do you think it could be a real memory?"

            "I don't know," Kitty looked at her.

            Rogue got a hold of the camera, yanked it from behind herself and aimed for Kitty and pressed the button.

            "HEY!" Kitty gaped.  

            Rogue smirked.

            "You better delete that!" Kitty remarked.

            "Make me," Rogue stepped backwards a little.

            "Okay, I will," Kitty rushed towards Rogue.

            Rogue's reflexes were quicker than Kitty's, with the camera firmly in one hand, Rogue quickly unlocked the window latch, pushed the windows open and jumped out of the window from the third floor, instead of falling like most people would, she soared into the air gracefully.

            "Grrrrr," Kitty frowned, she placed her hands onto the windowsill. 

            "C'mon then, Miss Pryde, make me delete the photo," Rogue egged on, she looked at the digital screen on the back of the camera showing the picture of Kitty with her white moisturised face and towel on her head.  She laughed.

            "I will!" Kitty phased through the wall under the windowsill and began walking through the air, to chase Rogue.  Rogue's laughter rang through the morning air, a bubbly trill echoing in the sky.

            "Dude…I just saw Kitty and Rogue flying by the window…" Evan stated.   He and Kurt were in the room they shared, Evan was just getting dressed and Kurt wasn't even out of bed yet.

            "Go check," Kurt suggested, he rolled over to go back to sleep.

Evan walked over to the window and opened it and leaned out, "yup, I was right, they are flying…uhm…Kitty practically has zero clothes on…" Evan gasped.

            "Are you serious?" Kurt got out of bed and walked over to another nearby window and opened it and leaned out, "Kitty…is like…walking on air, in her pink underwear," he laughed, "what are they doing?"

            "I don't know, Rogue has something in her hand…" Evan squinted to try and see, "Kitty can't catch up to her…"

            "Incoming!!!!!!!!!!!" they both heard Rogue shriek.  Evan jumped out of the way just in time to avoid Rogue as she dived through the open window and landed with a hard thud on the carpet halfway across the room, holding a digital camera in her hand.

            "Rogue, what ARE you doing…" Evan asked, he noted Rogue was wearing her pyjama's still.

            "Nice boxers," Rogue laughed at Evan, pointing at his Tazmanian Devil Boxer shorts.

            "Hey!" Evan pulled on his pants quickly.

            "What have you got there?" Kurt took the camera from Rogue carefully without touching her bare fingers, and he turned it on to view the picture, "Oh…my…god!" he burst out laughing.  "Evan, you gotta see this…" Kurt urged Evan over.

            "Hand OVER the camera right NOW!" Kitty phased through the wall and made a mad dash for Kurt who was holding the camera.

            "Uhm…not till I back this up and have a hundred copies printed," Kurt stated, and with that, he teleported himself out of sight.

            "Damn it," Kitty stomped her foot.  "Rogue, you're so dead for that…"

            "Kitty, you're like…standing in the boy's bedroom in your underwear…" Rogue pointed out.

            "Oh my god!" Kitty realised this, and she rushed through the wall leading into the hallway to head up to the third floor to get dressed.  The door opened two moments later, and Logan sauntered in, "I just saw Kitty in her underwear running through the hallway screaming…"

            Rogue burst out laughing, "don't ask," was all she could say and she headed out the window to go back up to her room on the third floor.

            Evan looked at Logan once Rogue was gone, "I haven't heard Rogue laugh like that in ages."

            "It's good to see her happy for once…" Logan said.  "Thing is, when happy times are present, usually miserable times come to follow," he stated, "By the way, in future, I don't ever want to see girls in their underwear or pyjamas in your room again, okay?" he smirked, and left the room.