I told you I was going to add romance! Here it is . . . well, if you call
this little thing romance.
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Chapter 13: Unexpected meeting
Rogue opened her eyes violently. All she could see was darkness. She moved her arm sideways and hit the little clock on her bedside table. A green light lit the room momentarily and Rogue saw that it was two in the morning. She closed her eyes again, wondering what had woken her when she heard it again. It was so faint no one could hear it but her, with the heightened senses she had gained from getting touched by Logan. Those powers were fading away quickly, but her hearing had stayed very developed. She pushed away the blanket and placed her feet on the cold wooden floor. Jubilee and Kitty, her roommates, were both sleeping like babies, unaware that their friend was up. Rogue kneeled down to the ground and pressed her ear to the parquet. The sound was heard again. Rogue compared it to the sound of a foot hitting a soccer ball repeatedly.
Intrigued, she slipped into her night slippers and put on her bathrobe on top of her nightgown. She opened the door of her dorm noiselessly and walked out, closing the door behind her. She skipped down the hallway, avoiding the wooden planks she knew made sounds, even if they were under the large brown carpet. The stairs were a bit tricky since she had to jump over some steps that creaked, but she finally got to the first floor. She couldn't hear the noise anymore, but there was only one place where it could have come from. The gymnasium.
She got to it easily and looked through the glass window in the door. She was slightly surprised to see the boy named Nathan. He was also in his pajamas and that made her smile.
She pushed the door and entered without him noticing, since he was absorbed by what he was doing. Rogue stayed there, watching him punch the punching bag in front of him, fists clenched, hitting one after the other. She supposed that he had been there quite a while since there was a strain of sweat in his back, making a darker shade of red on his crimson nightshirt. She looked at him for a while, seeing that he had even bigger muscles than Maxim. Now she could confirm what the other girls in the mansion were saying: he was the 'ot' in hot.
After five minutes or so, he noticed Rogue. She would have imagined him looking surprised, shocked, or even embarrassed, but the way he looked at her made her think that he was different than all the other boys in the mansion. He didn't look surprised at all. He just turned his head, saw her and looked back at his punching bag. He didn't hit it again, though.
"You want to use it?" he said, looking back at her, a faint smile on his face this time. She smiled back and walked forwards.
"No, it's okay," she said. "You're pretty good at it."
"Thanks," he said, walking away the punching, to the stand on which were the basketball balls.
He started pressing them, seeing which one was good.
"You play basketball?" she asked, still walking closer.
"I was captain of a team when I was human," he said, pressing on the word human.
She looked down, not knowing what to say. It showed that he didn't want to be a mutant.
"You . . . you hate mutants?" she asked timidly.
He didn't answer immediately, dribbling a ball a couple of times before putting it back on the rack.
"No," he said finally. "I hate being a mutant myself," he said, turning his back to her when he said that.
"What makes it so difficult?" Rogue asked, concerned.
"Never mind," he said vaguely. "What's your name?" he said subtlety changing the subject.
"Rogue," she said, knowing that he was avoiding talking about his mutation.
"Rogue? That's your alias?" he asked dribbling another ball.
"Yeah. I absorb people's memories and powers through physical contact," she said sadly. "Your power can't be worse than mine," she added without knowing.
Nathan stopped dribbling, and stared at her in a way that she felt hypnotized by his green eyes.
"How can you say that?" he asked, his voice proving that he was hurt. "You don't even know what I can do!"
"You're right, I can't," Rogue said, trying to calm him down. "It's just . . . I've never met a person who had a worst power. I mean, I've never touched anyone for more than a year and a half. When I do, I hurt people."
"I . . . I'm sorry if I offended you," Nate said, behaving in the gentleman he was. "It's just very hard for me to control this mutation of mine and I'm scared that it'll take control over me. I hurt people so badly when it takes over, that they never get back up, if you see what I mean. It's normal if you don't understand," he added quickly. "I don't want to bug you with my problems."
"I understand," Rogue said. "I really understand what you mean."
Nathan looked at her, a discrete smile on his face.
"Why do I feel he's checking me out?" Rogue thought, looking away.
"You better go sleep," Nathan said after a while. "I'm sorry I bothered you it's just that I'm a little insomniac these days."
She smiled.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow I hope," she said turning around and walking away. "Good night," Nate through over her shoulder.
"Good night," Rogue replied.
The gym door closed as Rogue walked away. Nathan stared at it for a long while, before continuing to dribble, a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eyes.
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AWWWW. Now who is Nathan going to choose? Rogue or Kitty? I need to think about this. It needs reflection.
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Chapter 13: Unexpected meeting
Rogue opened her eyes violently. All she could see was darkness. She moved her arm sideways and hit the little clock on her bedside table. A green light lit the room momentarily and Rogue saw that it was two in the morning. She closed her eyes again, wondering what had woken her when she heard it again. It was so faint no one could hear it but her, with the heightened senses she had gained from getting touched by Logan. Those powers were fading away quickly, but her hearing had stayed very developed. She pushed away the blanket and placed her feet on the cold wooden floor. Jubilee and Kitty, her roommates, were both sleeping like babies, unaware that their friend was up. Rogue kneeled down to the ground and pressed her ear to the parquet. The sound was heard again. Rogue compared it to the sound of a foot hitting a soccer ball repeatedly.
Intrigued, she slipped into her night slippers and put on her bathrobe on top of her nightgown. She opened the door of her dorm noiselessly and walked out, closing the door behind her. She skipped down the hallway, avoiding the wooden planks she knew made sounds, even if they were under the large brown carpet. The stairs were a bit tricky since she had to jump over some steps that creaked, but she finally got to the first floor. She couldn't hear the noise anymore, but there was only one place where it could have come from. The gymnasium.
She got to it easily and looked through the glass window in the door. She was slightly surprised to see the boy named Nathan. He was also in his pajamas and that made her smile.
She pushed the door and entered without him noticing, since he was absorbed by what he was doing. Rogue stayed there, watching him punch the punching bag in front of him, fists clenched, hitting one after the other. She supposed that he had been there quite a while since there was a strain of sweat in his back, making a darker shade of red on his crimson nightshirt. She looked at him for a while, seeing that he had even bigger muscles than Maxim. Now she could confirm what the other girls in the mansion were saying: he was the 'ot' in hot.
After five minutes or so, he noticed Rogue. She would have imagined him looking surprised, shocked, or even embarrassed, but the way he looked at her made her think that he was different than all the other boys in the mansion. He didn't look surprised at all. He just turned his head, saw her and looked back at his punching bag. He didn't hit it again, though.
"You want to use it?" he said, looking back at her, a faint smile on his face this time. She smiled back and walked forwards.
"No, it's okay," she said. "You're pretty good at it."
"Thanks," he said, walking away the punching, to the stand on which were the basketball balls.
He started pressing them, seeing which one was good.
"You play basketball?" she asked, still walking closer.
"I was captain of a team when I was human," he said, pressing on the word human.
She looked down, not knowing what to say. It showed that he didn't want to be a mutant.
"You . . . you hate mutants?" she asked timidly.
He didn't answer immediately, dribbling a ball a couple of times before putting it back on the rack.
"No," he said finally. "I hate being a mutant myself," he said, turning his back to her when he said that.
"What makes it so difficult?" Rogue asked, concerned.
"Never mind," he said vaguely. "What's your name?" he said subtlety changing the subject.
"Rogue," she said, knowing that he was avoiding talking about his mutation.
"Rogue? That's your alias?" he asked dribbling another ball.
"Yeah. I absorb people's memories and powers through physical contact," she said sadly. "Your power can't be worse than mine," she added without knowing.
Nathan stopped dribbling, and stared at her in a way that she felt hypnotized by his green eyes.
"How can you say that?" he asked, his voice proving that he was hurt. "You don't even know what I can do!"
"You're right, I can't," Rogue said, trying to calm him down. "It's just . . . I've never met a person who had a worst power. I mean, I've never touched anyone for more than a year and a half. When I do, I hurt people."
"I . . . I'm sorry if I offended you," Nate said, behaving in the gentleman he was. "It's just very hard for me to control this mutation of mine and I'm scared that it'll take control over me. I hurt people so badly when it takes over, that they never get back up, if you see what I mean. It's normal if you don't understand," he added quickly. "I don't want to bug you with my problems."
"I understand," Rogue said. "I really understand what you mean."
Nathan looked at her, a discrete smile on his face.
"Why do I feel he's checking me out?" Rogue thought, looking away.
"You better go sleep," Nathan said after a while. "I'm sorry I bothered you it's just that I'm a little insomniac these days."
She smiled.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow I hope," she said turning around and walking away. "Good night," Nate through over her shoulder.
"Good night," Rogue replied.
The gym door closed as Rogue walked away. Nathan stared at it for a long while, before continuing to dribble, a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eyes.
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AWWWW. Now who is Nathan going to choose? Rogue or Kitty? I need to think about this. It needs reflection.