A/N: THANKS FORT HE REVIEWS. IT TOOK A WHILE TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER BECAUSE
I WAS TRYING TO COME UP WITH MUCH NEEDED FLUFF WITHOUT COMPLETELY GOING OFF
THE STORYLINE.
I JUST REALIZED THAT WE CAN'T HAVE TOO MUCH FLUFF OR THAT WHOLE EVIL THING WILL BE POINTLESS
WELL, HERE GOES.
ENJOY.
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"I think Pietro offed himself." Todd continued to say as he aimlessly flipped the channels on TV. He was perched on the edge of one of the two single beds in the room while Bob sat next to him on the floor, munching on yet another bag of potato chips from the nearby vending machine.
Kitty was lying on the bed trying her best not to yell at Todd to stop flipping the channels already.
Kurt was on one of the side chairs, trying to keep as much distance between him and Wanda.
Wanda and Lance were sitting on the other single bed playing candy poker. From the scowl on Wanda's face, it seemed that Lance had the upper hand.
The door pushed open and Pietro walked in followed by Rogue, both of them soaked from the rain outside.
"Guys, look who's here." Pietro declared as he ushered Rogue into the room.
"Hey---uh Ro---Egyptian Goddess girl. Nice to see you again." Todd chuckled nervously as he leapt off the bed.
Wanda sent him an I'm-going-make-you-choke-on-your-own-tongue-if-you-don't- relax glare.
"So you decided to join the party after all?" Lance lightly asked Rogue as he abandoned his game with Wanda.
"I'm not joining anything." Rogue replied petulantly as she crossed her arms in front of her.
"Right then. Make yourself comfortable." He replied.
"Come on. We don't bite." Pietro said to Rogue who seemed willing to stand by the door, soaking wet for the rest of the night.
"Much." Lance muttered with an innocent grin.
Rogue glared at him before walking straight to the bathroom.
Wanda shrugged as she made herself comfortable on the bed. "She's moody."
"I don't think it's wise to talk about 'her'." Todd whispered secretively. "She can hear us."
Wanda scoffed. "Why are you so scared of her?"
"Because she is freaking immortal and she has this agenda to kill everyone!" Todd hissed nervously.
"She's still Rogue." Kitty pointed out.
"Yo, reality check! The Rogue we knew did not pulverize cities and she sure as hell did not associate with the uber-evil Apocalypse and his Horsemen!" Todd continued to hiss.
Pietro shook his head while Kurt just sighed.
"So big question, why is she here?" Wanda asked as she quickly glanced at the bathroom door.
Pietro shrugged his shoulders. "Don't ask me."
"Do you have a death wish?" Todd hissed again at Pietro. "She could strangle us or burn the whole place while we sleep!"
"Toad, if you don't stop panicking right now, I am going to make you wish that she strangle you already!" Wanda warned dangerously. "She's not going to kill us. She's had every opportunity to do so. So, why don't we all relax?"
"But what happened to her?" Kurt finally spoke. Wanda quickly sent him a glare before proceeding to ignore him.
"I found her in front of the house." Pietro explained silently. "Guys, can this wait? I'm beat."
"My bet is she has a plan." Lance declared and everyone looked at him disapprovingly. "Look, I know that we all want her back and I am glad that she's here. I just don't trust her reasons for being here."
Rogue suddenly teleported into the room, looking all changed and dried. A few of them yelped. "I'm glad you guys are discussing about me." She said sarcastically.
"We were just-"
"Save it. I don't give a damn about what any of you do or say about me." Rogue said as she lifted one hand to silence the other girl.
"How'd you change?" Pietro asked curiously as he looked at her black leather outfit which seemed to resemble Wanda's.
"Unlimited and assorted forms of power. If you don't get that, it's your loss." She replied snappily.
"Cop-out." Wanda said jokingly. Rogue sent Wanda one of her trademark glares but the Scarlet Witch remained to look amused.
"So what exactly is this? A slumber party?" Rogue asked as she scanned the rather cramped room.
"There are other rooms. The humans abandoned the place after the uh-- attack." Lance explained.
"Speaking of which, I'm going to bed." Kitty declared with a yawn as she swung her legs to the side of the bed.
"Me too." Kurt announced as he followed Kitty out of the room.
"No funny business, children." Toad piped and Kitty rolled her eyes tiredly.
"Good night everyone. Rogue." Kitty exclaimed as she passed the other girl.
She received a few mumbled good nights and see yous as a response. Just as Kurt and Kitty disappeared from the room, Wanda stretched her arms and decided to go as well.
"Fred already left crumbs all over the floor so I'm heading over to a cleaner room." Wanda declared.
"Me too. Wait up." Lance exclaimed.
"Alvers, if you touch my woman-"
"Toad! Do you want to live to see tomorrow?" Wanda exclaimed furiously, making some objects in the room shake.
"Sweet-"
"Shut up!"
"But-"
"I'm going to kill you if you say one more thing!" Wanda screeched.
"Okay, let's go." Lance interjected as he pulled the fuming Wanda out of the room, sending apologetic looks to Pietro and Rogue.
Pietro looked partly amused and slightly concerned while Rogue continued to look uninterested.
"So are you guys staying?" Fred asked curiously as he dug into the bag of potato.
"Well, since everyone's gone, we might as well leave too." Pietro declared.
"Alright."
Rogue followed him out without another word. "So, I'm guessing we're roomies." Pietro announced after he closed the door to Todd and Fred's room.
Rogue raised and eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"I only saw five rooms in the motel. Everything else has been burned to the ground since well--you know. It's a miracle how this place has electricity and running water." Pietro explained. "Anyway, there are only two beds in each room. So we're stuck together."
"I don't think so." She replied stubbornly.
"Well, I do. Everyone else has someone in their room. There is no reason as to why I can't sleep in a vacant bed in the same room as you." He insisted.
"Because I decided that you're not going to!" She exclaimed stubbornly.
"What are you scared of?" He challenged.
Rogue folded her arms. "I'm not scared of anything." Rogue replied coldly.
"That's what I thought. Now let's go." Pietro replied triumphantly.
They finally found their designated room which was secluded from the others due to the fact that either the Horsemen or Sakhmet incinerated half of the place.
Pietro pushed the door open and it creaked just as the lights overhead flickered slightly.
"You have to be kidding me!" Rogue groaned in disbelief as she stared wide eyed at the pink room with the large bed in the middle.
"Honeymoon suite. I think it's trying to tell us something." Pietro chuckled as he walked in and flopped on the bed.
"This is not funny!" Rogue protested as she slammed the door. She glared at the dizzying pink room. The walls were covered in cheap pink wall paper and the carpet and curtains matched as well.
The bed, which stood in the middle of the room, was pink as well, as expected. The covers were made in a satiny material with a nice heart shaped pillow in middle.
The bed looked as if it should be rotating and emitting corny love songs from a hidden stereo.
Pietro looked overly bright as he sat amidst the pink interior.
"If you're thinking of demolishing the whole place, I suggest you reconsider that. It's still raining outside and we have no place to sleep in." He replied casually as he kicked off his boots. "Unless of course one of your powers include being able to build a house."
"Take the couch." She ordered.
"Uh what couch?" He asked as he removed his jacket.
"That! Now move." Rogue said firmly.
"If I had a dog, I wouldn't even let it sleep on that thing." He said in disgust as he eyed the death trap looking 'couch' that could only fit one person. "The floor looks more comfortable than that."
"Then sleep on the floor." She declared.
"No." He said firmly as he made himself comfortable.
"That's my bed." She argued, still rooted on her spot.
"It doesn't have your name written on it." He retorted. "Now you have two choices. You can either stand there all night or you can get comfortable and get some sleep on the bed."
"Do not test my patience." She said as she began to tap her foot.
"I'm not doing anything." He replied. "What is so difficult about this situation? If you don't like it then go back home."
Rogue sighed sharply, kicked her boots and gritted her teeth. "I'll make you pay for this." She grumbled as she angrily laid on the bed.
"Where have I heard that before?" Pietro said disbelievingly as placed his hands on the back of his head and looked up at the mirror on the ceiling. "Ooh, look. A mirror. Kinky."
Rogue continued to groan angrily. "There is a line dividing this bed. One side is mine and the other is yours. Cross it and you'll never have children." She warned him.
"If we survive the oncoming war, isn't that right?" He whispered as he continued to stare at his reflection on the mirror.
"Whatever." She said as she tugged the blanket for more coverage and proceeded to face away from him. She continued to scowl until the silence became unbearable.
Suddenly the bed began to vibrate and she jerked, slightly startled.
"I found the button." Pietro explained cheerfully as he pointed at where it was.
Rogue began to seethe and flames formed around her fists. "Turn. It. Off." She said dangerously, looking ready to attack him.
Pietro raised his hands in mock surrender and then pressed the button again. The vibrating stopped and a few minutes later, Rogue calmed down. "If you want to make it out of this bedroom in one piece, don't do anything to piss me off more than I already am!"
"Okay, jeez."
She mumbled something under her breath before resuming her previous position.
Pietro turned the lights off and did the same as he got under the covers and stared at the pink wall on his side. They were finally together on the same bed and Rogue was a heartbeat away from killing him and anyone else within a one block radius.
Some fantasy come true.
Rogue stared at the window as the raindrops made little patterns on the glass. She was still fuming at Pietro's stubbornness about the bed and everything else. But it wasn't really that, that irritated her. It was the fact that she was alone for the first time in this life and people seemed to be less afraid of her. They treated her like she was one of them. Like she was just a mere mortal.
They had no regard for her power. That irked her.
Rogue calmed herself down as weariness got the better of her. She let out a sigh as she finally relaxed.
She heard something click and a familiar tune played but she was suddenly too tired to protest or tell Pietro to stop the music. So Rogue let it drone on, soothing her as she fell deeper into sleep.
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Pietro knew that Rogue was asleep once her body relaxed and her breathing became even.
At least she didn't complain about the music, he thought to himself. He had turned it on, hoping to drown out the tense silence in the room and luckily, Rogue made move to mutilate him or torch anything near her.
Pietro turned so that he would be lying on his back and he could keep a watchful eye on Rogue.
He noted how peaceful she looked, how harmless even. Rogue looked the same except for the absence of white make up and short hair. Her skin was richer now, a slight hint of tan on it and her hair was longer than he could imagine. The two white streaks still remained; a reminder of the past.
Pietro wondered if he would ever get her back-that old Rogue who seemed fragile, who had allowed him to come close enough, closer than she let most people.
He missed the girl he used to know. He missed being able to stand in the same room with her and just look at her without getting a snappy remark or a death threat every two seconds. He missed the vulnerable, lonely Rogue who came to the Brotherhood because they could relate to her. She missed her laughter which was so seldom witnessed by anyone.
This new one was full of fire and hate embedded in her mind by Apocalypse and fueled by the betrayal in her past life. She was cruel and angry at the world, having no disregard for life, human or otherwise. This 'Sakhmet' was created solely to rule over everyone, and if not, to destroy anything and everything in its path.
Pietro sighed. At least with the old Rogue, he stood a chance, no matter how slim it may have been.
Just as he began to fall asleep with his mind still filled with thoughts of Rogue, he heard her become restless.
She was dreaming, Pietro realized. "Nightmare." He sleepily corrected, hoping that the nightmare would subside and Rogue would calm down again.
But the nightmare remained and Rogue began to whimper in her sleep. Slightly concerned, he sat up to shake her out of it. There were tears on the corner of her eyes and Pietro frowned.
Not knowing what else to do, Pietro wrapped his arm around her and drew her closer. He waited for her to snap her eyes open and make good with her threat to kill him if he crossed the 'line'.
But nothing happened. Rogue remained asleep and Pietro relaxed his muscles. He assumed that the nightmare had gone. His arms tightened around her. He could her breathing against his and it made him shiver slightly.
He brought his hand up to brush a stray hair from Rogue's face.
You're beautiful, he thought silently as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Closing his eyes to get much needed sleep, Pietro whispered, "I love you."
~*~
A/N: I TRIED TO PUT SOME FLUFF. I READ DID. SO THE WHOLE FLUFFY, EMOTIONAL THING WAS KIND OF ONE SIDED. I REALLY COULDN'T HAVE ROGUE DO A 180. IT MUST BE GRADUAL TO MAKE IT BELIEVABLE.
WELL, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT AT LEAST.
TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
THANKS FOR READING.
I JUST REALIZED THAT WE CAN'T HAVE TOO MUCH FLUFF OR THAT WHOLE EVIL THING WILL BE POINTLESS
WELL, HERE GOES.
ENJOY.
~*~
"I think Pietro offed himself." Todd continued to say as he aimlessly flipped the channels on TV. He was perched on the edge of one of the two single beds in the room while Bob sat next to him on the floor, munching on yet another bag of potato chips from the nearby vending machine.
Kitty was lying on the bed trying her best not to yell at Todd to stop flipping the channels already.
Kurt was on one of the side chairs, trying to keep as much distance between him and Wanda.
Wanda and Lance were sitting on the other single bed playing candy poker. From the scowl on Wanda's face, it seemed that Lance had the upper hand.
The door pushed open and Pietro walked in followed by Rogue, both of them soaked from the rain outside.
"Guys, look who's here." Pietro declared as he ushered Rogue into the room.
"Hey---uh Ro---Egyptian Goddess girl. Nice to see you again." Todd chuckled nervously as he leapt off the bed.
Wanda sent him an I'm-going-make-you-choke-on-your-own-tongue-if-you-don't- relax glare.
"So you decided to join the party after all?" Lance lightly asked Rogue as he abandoned his game with Wanda.
"I'm not joining anything." Rogue replied petulantly as she crossed her arms in front of her.
"Right then. Make yourself comfortable." He replied.
"Come on. We don't bite." Pietro said to Rogue who seemed willing to stand by the door, soaking wet for the rest of the night.
"Much." Lance muttered with an innocent grin.
Rogue glared at him before walking straight to the bathroom.
Wanda shrugged as she made herself comfortable on the bed. "She's moody."
"I don't think it's wise to talk about 'her'." Todd whispered secretively. "She can hear us."
Wanda scoffed. "Why are you so scared of her?"
"Because she is freaking immortal and she has this agenda to kill everyone!" Todd hissed nervously.
"She's still Rogue." Kitty pointed out.
"Yo, reality check! The Rogue we knew did not pulverize cities and she sure as hell did not associate with the uber-evil Apocalypse and his Horsemen!" Todd continued to hiss.
Pietro shook his head while Kurt just sighed.
"So big question, why is she here?" Wanda asked as she quickly glanced at the bathroom door.
Pietro shrugged his shoulders. "Don't ask me."
"Do you have a death wish?" Todd hissed again at Pietro. "She could strangle us or burn the whole place while we sleep!"
"Toad, if you don't stop panicking right now, I am going to make you wish that she strangle you already!" Wanda warned dangerously. "She's not going to kill us. She's had every opportunity to do so. So, why don't we all relax?"
"But what happened to her?" Kurt finally spoke. Wanda quickly sent him a glare before proceeding to ignore him.
"I found her in front of the house." Pietro explained silently. "Guys, can this wait? I'm beat."
"My bet is she has a plan." Lance declared and everyone looked at him disapprovingly. "Look, I know that we all want her back and I am glad that she's here. I just don't trust her reasons for being here."
Rogue suddenly teleported into the room, looking all changed and dried. A few of them yelped. "I'm glad you guys are discussing about me." She said sarcastically.
"We were just-"
"Save it. I don't give a damn about what any of you do or say about me." Rogue said as she lifted one hand to silence the other girl.
"How'd you change?" Pietro asked curiously as he looked at her black leather outfit which seemed to resemble Wanda's.
"Unlimited and assorted forms of power. If you don't get that, it's your loss." She replied snappily.
"Cop-out." Wanda said jokingly. Rogue sent Wanda one of her trademark glares but the Scarlet Witch remained to look amused.
"So what exactly is this? A slumber party?" Rogue asked as she scanned the rather cramped room.
"There are other rooms. The humans abandoned the place after the uh-- attack." Lance explained.
"Speaking of which, I'm going to bed." Kitty declared with a yawn as she swung her legs to the side of the bed.
"Me too." Kurt announced as he followed Kitty out of the room.
"No funny business, children." Toad piped and Kitty rolled her eyes tiredly.
"Good night everyone. Rogue." Kitty exclaimed as she passed the other girl.
She received a few mumbled good nights and see yous as a response. Just as Kurt and Kitty disappeared from the room, Wanda stretched her arms and decided to go as well.
"Fred already left crumbs all over the floor so I'm heading over to a cleaner room." Wanda declared.
"Me too. Wait up." Lance exclaimed.
"Alvers, if you touch my woman-"
"Toad! Do you want to live to see tomorrow?" Wanda exclaimed furiously, making some objects in the room shake.
"Sweet-"
"Shut up!"
"But-"
"I'm going to kill you if you say one more thing!" Wanda screeched.
"Okay, let's go." Lance interjected as he pulled the fuming Wanda out of the room, sending apologetic looks to Pietro and Rogue.
Pietro looked partly amused and slightly concerned while Rogue continued to look uninterested.
"So are you guys staying?" Fred asked curiously as he dug into the bag of potato.
"Well, since everyone's gone, we might as well leave too." Pietro declared.
"Alright."
Rogue followed him out without another word. "So, I'm guessing we're roomies." Pietro announced after he closed the door to Todd and Fred's room.
Rogue raised and eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"I only saw five rooms in the motel. Everything else has been burned to the ground since well--you know. It's a miracle how this place has electricity and running water." Pietro explained. "Anyway, there are only two beds in each room. So we're stuck together."
"I don't think so." She replied stubbornly.
"Well, I do. Everyone else has someone in their room. There is no reason as to why I can't sleep in a vacant bed in the same room as you." He insisted.
"Because I decided that you're not going to!" She exclaimed stubbornly.
"What are you scared of?" He challenged.
Rogue folded her arms. "I'm not scared of anything." Rogue replied coldly.
"That's what I thought. Now let's go." Pietro replied triumphantly.
They finally found their designated room which was secluded from the others due to the fact that either the Horsemen or Sakhmet incinerated half of the place.
Pietro pushed the door open and it creaked just as the lights overhead flickered slightly.
"You have to be kidding me!" Rogue groaned in disbelief as she stared wide eyed at the pink room with the large bed in the middle.
"Honeymoon suite. I think it's trying to tell us something." Pietro chuckled as he walked in and flopped on the bed.
"This is not funny!" Rogue protested as she slammed the door. She glared at the dizzying pink room. The walls were covered in cheap pink wall paper and the carpet and curtains matched as well.
The bed, which stood in the middle of the room, was pink as well, as expected. The covers were made in a satiny material with a nice heart shaped pillow in middle.
The bed looked as if it should be rotating and emitting corny love songs from a hidden stereo.
Pietro looked overly bright as he sat amidst the pink interior.
"If you're thinking of demolishing the whole place, I suggest you reconsider that. It's still raining outside and we have no place to sleep in." He replied casually as he kicked off his boots. "Unless of course one of your powers include being able to build a house."
"Take the couch." She ordered.
"Uh what couch?" He asked as he removed his jacket.
"That! Now move." Rogue said firmly.
"If I had a dog, I wouldn't even let it sleep on that thing." He said in disgust as he eyed the death trap looking 'couch' that could only fit one person. "The floor looks more comfortable than that."
"Then sleep on the floor." She declared.
"No." He said firmly as he made himself comfortable.
"That's my bed." She argued, still rooted on her spot.
"It doesn't have your name written on it." He retorted. "Now you have two choices. You can either stand there all night or you can get comfortable and get some sleep on the bed."
"Do not test my patience." She said as she began to tap her foot.
"I'm not doing anything." He replied. "What is so difficult about this situation? If you don't like it then go back home."
Rogue sighed sharply, kicked her boots and gritted her teeth. "I'll make you pay for this." She grumbled as she angrily laid on the bed.
"Where have I heard that before?" Pietro said disbelievingly as placed his hands on the back of his head and looked up at the mirror on the ceiling. "Ooh, look. A mirror. Kinky."
Rogue continued to groan angrily. "There is a line dividing this bed. One side is mine and the other is yours. Cross it and you'll never have children." She warned him.
"If we survive the oncoming war, isn't that right?" He whispered as he continued to stare at his reflection on the mirror.
"Whatever." She said as she tugged the blanket for more coverage and proceeded to face away from him. She continued to scowl until the silence became unbearable.
Suddenly the bed began to vibrate and she jerked, slightly startled.
"I found the button." Pietro explained cheerfully as he pointed at where it was.
Rogue began to seethe and flames formed around her fists. "Turn. It. Off." She said dangerously, looking ready to attack him.
Pietro raised his hands in mock surrender and then pressed the button again. The vibrating stopped and a few minutes later, Rogue calmed down. "If you want to make it out of this bedroom in one piece, don't do anything to piss me off more than I already am!"
"Okay, jeez."
She mumbled something under her breath before resuming her previous position.
Pietro turned the lights off and did the same as he got under the covers and stared at the pink wall on his side. They were finally together on the same bed and Rogue was a heartbeat away from killing him and anyone else within a one block radius.
Some fantasy come true.
Rogue stared at the window as the raindrops made little patterns on the glass. She was still fuming at Pietro's stubbornness about the bed and everything else. But it wasn't really that, that irritated her. It was the fact that she was alone for the first time in this life and people seemed to be less afraid of her. They treated her like she was one of them. Like she was just a mere mortal.
They had no regard for her power. That irked her.
Rogue calmed herself down as weariness got the better of her. She let out a sigh as she finally relaxed.
She heard something click and a familiar tune played but she was suddenly too tired to protest or tell Pietro to stop the music. So Rogue let it drone on, soothing her as she fell deeper into sleep.
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Pietro knew that Rogue was asleep once her body relaxed and her breathing became even.
At least she didn't complain about the music, he thought to himself. He had turned it on, hoping to drown out the tense silence in the room and luckily, Rogue made move to mutilate him or torch anything near her.
Pietro turned so that he would be lying on his back and he could keep a watchful eye on Rogue.
He noted how peaceful she looked, how harmless even. Rogue looked the same except for the absence of white make up and short hair. Her skin was richer now, a slight hint of tan on it and her hair was longer than he could imagine. The two white streaks still remained; a reminder of the past.
Pietro wondered if he would ever get her back-that old Rogue who seemed fragile, who had allowed him to come close enough, closer than she let most people.
He missed the girl he used to know. He missed being able to stand in the same room with her and just look at her without getting a snappy remark or a death threat every two seconds. He missed the vulnerable, lonely Rogue who came to the Brotherhood because they could relate to her. She missed her laughter which was so seldom witnessed by anyone.
This new one was full of fire and hate embedded in her mind by Apocalypse and fueled by the betrayal in her past life. She was cruel and angry at the world, having no disregard for life, human or otherwise. This 'Sakhmet' was created solely to rule over everyone, and if not, to destroy anything and everything in its path.
Pietro sighed. At least with the old Rogue, he stood a chance, no matter how slim it may have been.
Just as he began to fall asleep with his mind still filled with thoughts of Rogue, he heard her become restless.
She was dreaming, Pietro realized. "Nightmare." He sleepily corrected, hoping that the nightmare would subside and Rogue would calm down again.
But the nightmare remained and Rogue began to whimper in her sleep. Slightly concerned, he sat up to shake her out of it. There were tears on the corner of her eyes and Pietro frowned.
Not knowing what else to do, Pietro wrapped his arm around her and drew her closer. He waited for her to snap her eyes open and make good with her threat to kill him if he crossed the 'line'.
But nothing happened. Rogue remained asleep and Pietro relaxed his muscles. He assumed that the nightmare had gone. His arms tightened around her. He could her breathing against his and it made him shiver slightly.
He brought his hand up to brush a stray hair from Rogue's face.
You're beautiful, he thought silently as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Closing his eyes to get much needed sleep, Pietro whispered, "I love you."
~*~
A/N: I TRIED TO PUT SOME FLUFF. I READ DID. SO THE WHOLE FLUFFY, EMOTIONAL THING WAS KIND OF ONE SIDED. I REALLY COULDN'T HAVE ROGUE DO A 180. IT MUST BE GRADUAL TO MAKE IT BELIEVABLE.
WELL, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT AT LEAST.
TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
THANKS FOR READING.
