My Rogue Pt 13: The Well Deserved R & R

I don't own any Marvel, or Buffy things mentioned in the fic. I only own Steve/Death. I know that I just changed his code name, but bear with me. I wont be using it much. NOTE: Not to be related in any way with Archangel! Once again, please try to do constructive criticism. Also, Blizzard owns some of the stuff I talk about. I'm sorry, but I'm not going to describe some of the brothers and a sister because I've absolutely no clue what they look like. Also, Gambit is married to Bella Donna, and sorry to the Rogue/Gambit lovers. I agree totally with the well-known fact that they're an awesome couple, but he wasn't in the show early enough. Lo siento. svsteve@adelphia.net Also I have decided to dicontinue the mutant revealed POV, so sorry. Just too much trouble. Steve/Rogue Scott/Jean Kitty/Lance Bobby/Amara Rahne/Roberto Kurt/Amanda

"Heads up!" "Prof., Kurt's shedding in the pool again!" "Am not!" Steve sighed, and kissed Rogue on the cheek. Rogue nuzzled him in response. (this is how it's supposed to be) Steve thought. Today, problems could just kiss their collective asses! "Mmmm. A

gal could get used to this." Rogue smiled lazily and stretched ontop of Steve, giving him a great view of every square inch of her pale skin. Steve swallowed deeply, and rose a mental eyebrow at a rumbling coming from Rogue. (Christo!) he thought. (Is she

purring?) Rogue's eyes brightened, and motioned for him to follow her. "What?" Rogue put a finger to his lips and led him beneath a tree, where it became obvious what she ment. Scott was having the tiem of his life. Jean was sitting on his lap, and flirting with him, and Duncan was several states away visiting relatives. Jean snuggled up to him, and asked the most flirtatious question Scott had ever heard: "What's your perfect girlfriend

like?" (Oh, MAN!) Scott thought. (I'm milkin' this one for all it's worth!). "Well," he started, "I'm partial to redheads, with green eyes, and they have to be perky and popular, and hopefully can make good guessed to what people want without them talking." Scott

and Jean smiled at each other for a sec., till Jean broke the silence by leaning down and frenching Scott. After they pulled apart, Scott looked up at Jean. "So, how long.?" "About a year ago." Jean smiled back at him. "I was hoping you'd get the message, but I guess there's nothing like bluntness." "Got that right." Scott said, and Jean pulled him in for another kiss. "Lance! Come on in! It's perfect." "Coming!" Lance put down his burger and took off his shirt. Dukes snickered and jerked his hand at Lance. "Whi-PISH! (wipped)" Lance glared at him. "Two things Freddy, don't eat my burger, and at least I have someone to

be wipped by!" Everyone of the Brotherhood suddenly made a strange face. Todd voiced the barb everyone wanted to say. "Heh heh, didn't know you were into that kind of stuff Alvers." "Tod- oh, you ass!" Lance grabbed him and ran toward the pool.

"Ack! C'mon, I already took my shower this month!" "Well, time for another!" SPLASH! "Lance!" "Huh?" Lance looked around but couldn't see Kitty anywhere. "Kitty?" "AHEM!" A very soggy Kitty looked at him from behind the now capsized

float, but thankfully had no malice on her face. Instead she gave him a small smirk, and dove under after yelling "See if you can catch me!" "Mmmmm. Kurt, your hands are miracle workers!" This complement came from

Amanda, Kurt's girlfriend. The couple were sitting under a tree, and Kurt was busily rubbing her body, much to his thanks of every diety he could thing of. The thanks were because Amanda was only wearing a small two piece, that left little to the imagination,

and even less to Kurt. "Kurt?" "Huh?" Amanda looked back at a very distracted Kurt, who was trying not to the areas that were causing the distraction. "Kurt!" "Wha?" Kurt snapped out of his daze and looked up at Amanda, who had a small smile on her face. "I

was going to ask you if you liked my suit," she started her eyes twinkling. "But, from your face, I can see it's obvious that you do like it." Kurt, lost in daydreams, didn't even register the remark. Amanda gave a smirk. "Come here fuzzy elf!"

The Prof. looked around happily at his students, most of them in the pool/pool side. "Finally," he started. Logan glanced over at him. "Finally Chuck?" Logan snorted. Magneto's still out there somewhere, and I still don't trust those kids. He jestured tword

the Brotherhood. Xavier smiled behind his hand. "Now now old friend. We should give them a chance." At Logan's skeptical look, he added "Just like you convinced me to give Steve a chance." Logan's expression turned from resentful to grumpy in 2 seconds flat.

"Huh." He turned back to the grill. "Well, when you get done trustin' em, I'll serve lun-" KA-FA-REAKIN' BOOM! "What was that?" "Nothin' probably. Now where were we sugah?" "I'm serious." Steve

detached himself from a decidedly unhappy Rogue, and looked over to where the explosion took place and sighed. "F***." Rogue glanced at him. "What now?" "Gumbo blew up lunch." Rogue raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Is that all?" Steve

glanced down at her with a sheepish smile. "They're my friends, so-" Rouge sighed. "Yeah, yeah." She waved her hand at the ex-grill. Go help 'em out.



Once again, very sorry for the abrupt ending, but I haven't done this in awhile. Also, email is svsteve@adelphia.net, and I would really appreciate constructive critisizm from the two fans I currently have, and any others I may get in the future. (crossed fingers) I just have to use the next couple at most of fics to get myself used to writing again. Death18