A/N: I apologize fer the messed up parts of the fic..all ff.net's fault!
Ill try to see if I can get it to show up...meanwhile, duz anyone no how to
make italics and stuff in to show up? I'd do the telepathy in italics,
but I dunno how to make it show up either..
Jean found herself responding to the kiss practically unconsciously. It was so perfect, so gently, so soft, unlike all of Duncan's kisses. It was like Scott's lips had been perfectly sculpted to fit hers.
But, to both Jean and Scott's disappointment, the kiss had to end as both of them finally ran out of breath. Neither spoke, just gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments. No words were needed.
(telepathy) You should go now, its getting late (end telepathy) Jean sent with a smile, not wanting to disturb the moment by speaking. Scott planted another kiss on her forehead, then drifted to his own room.
Saturday morning at the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Lance had no idea how he had gotten himself and the Brotherhood dragged into Kitty and the rests' plan. He groaned. When Pietro and the others found out, they would kill him. At least, he told himself, he hadn't gotten Wanda involved. She'd probably blast him to hell and back if he'd dragged her into it.
Was it his fault that there was no way he could deny Kitty when she used her puppy eyes??? Oh well. It was too late now. He might as well break the news to the others now, and so he went to find them.
Half an hour later, Lance finally had Todd, Fred, and Pietro grouped together on the couch, all three looking bored as hell.
"Okay, look. In two hours, we're gonna go hit the mall n have some fun." He stated.
"All right! It's about time we had some action, yo!" Todd said, ecstatic.
"But.." Lance tried to continue.
"I-knew-it!! There's-always-a-but!" Pietro stood up in his superfast way, instantly alert.
"Shut up, PP." Lance shot back. "It's not that bad. Just don't actually hurt anyone this time, and don't hurt Scott and Jean, don't get in the way of the X-men, and Fred, find some time to make some kind of a makeshift room thingy that only has one opening, and can only be opened from the outside before they X-geeks get there,"
"Yo, c'mon. What's the fun in that? It ain't fun unless it got chaos in it!" Todd groaned.
"Whoa, wait-a-minute, hold-up!" Pietro said. "How-do-you-know-the-X- geeks-are-gonna-be-there?"
*Here goes. * Lance thought with dread. "Kitty had this plan to try and get Scott and Jean together."
"And-you-went-along-with-it!?" Pietro screeched.
Lance threw up his hands. "She's my girlfriend! What am I supposed to say, No I will not help you!?"
. "Yea!!" Todd, Pietro, and even Fred said in unison.
"Just shutup!" Lance yelled. "You have two hours, then you're at the mall in uniform! Who's the leader of the B-hood huh!?"
"You-shutup!" Pietro whispered, terrified and throwing looks at the stairs. "If-Wanda-comes-down-here-we're-all-toast!" Lance rolled his eyes, but he shutted up all right.
Two hours later, at the Institute.
"C'mon, you people! Up 'n dressed! We gotta mission!" Logan barked at the X-men, who were lounging (as planned) in the TV room watching TV. Scott was instantly out the door, followed by the rest of the X-men, who went a little slower. In less than 5, they were suited up and ready to rumble.
Presently, they reached the mall, where they could already see proof of the Brotherhood's presence inside. People were pouring out of the mall, the ground was shaking slightly, and they could hear many crashes and bangs inside the mall. Both Scott and Jean instantly became X-men, whereas moments before they were only Scott and Jean. They entered the mall as one, both watching out for the other.
The other X-men branched off to fight a different member of the Brotherhood, leaving Fred to Scott and Jean. With Scott and Jean's combined powers, he was having a hard time getting them into his makeshift room, so Evan came to help him. He 'accidentally' sent some spikes in Scott and Jean's direction, driving them closer to the room. Ororo, also seeing that Fred needed help, sent a strong gust of wind that pushed the couple even closer. Pietro ran right in front of them, making them trip and fall backwards. To top it all off, Fred picked Scott up and threw him into the room, then sent Jean in on top of him as he tried to get up. Seeing that they were right where they wanted them, Lance held his hands out and made the ground tremor just enough so that the 'door' could fall onto the opening. As the 'door' tumbled into place, the X-men let out a victorious whoop, while the Brotherhood just stood there. Kitty threw her arms around Lance and gave him a quick kiss.
"Thank you so much Lance!" she squealed. "Like, I didn't think you guys were actually gonna, like, do it!" Lance grinned sheepishly at her, as the other Brotherhood members rolled their eyes and grumbled. The X-men, however, hid smiles behind their hands.
Meanwhile.inside the comfy room.
Jean quickly picked herself up and off of Scott, afraid that he would be hurt. Because she had landed on top of him, she just had a few scrapes and bruises that would heal in a few days.
"Scott! Are you okay?" Jean asked. Although she wasn't showing it, she was frantic inside. Scott stirred slightly, to Jean's relief. She shook his shoulder, trying to get him to sit up.
"Mmm?" he mumbled.
"Argh!! Scott! Get up!" slowly, he sat up. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head?"
Ever the leader he was, Scott shook his head, although he knew Jean could see the big purple bruise that had formed on his temple. She reached up and brushed it softly, but quickly drew away at his hardly noticeable wince.
"Scott!" she exclaimed. "This is no time to play hero!"
Scott smiled. "As long as I've got you, I'll be OK." Jean blushed, in spite of the situation.
"I'll take that as a yes, but I'm still treating that thing when we get back to the med-room" she said, giggling. "And I'd bet you my life that this is one of Kitty's plans to get us together,"
Scott took her hand and gave it a small squeeze. "Yeah, probably. I wonder how long they'll keep us in here?"
"Well, if it's their last resort, then probably 'till we yell and scream to the world that we're a couple," Jean grinned. Scott, unable to resist, put his arms around her and swept her up for a kiss. Jean put her arms around his neck, and after their tongues battled each other for a few moments, Jean pulled away slightly, and grinned, almost flirtatiously.
"What was that for?" Scott just smiled and pulled her back into another kiss.
(telepathy) To pass the time (end telepathy) he sent. Through their kiss and link, Scott could tell she was smiling.
The rest of the X-men.
The Brotherhood had left already, not wanting to be caught at the scene of the crime, leaving the X-men at the mall.
"So when're we gonna take them out?" Logan asked.
"Like, until the people come to clean up this mess," Kitty answered thoughtfully. "We don't have much time, so, like, we might as well hang around to make sure that they, like, don't get hurt or something,"
"Man, this is wasting my time!" Evan suddenly exclaimed. "I could be boarding now!" But Kitty's murderous look shut him up very fast. Little did they know, Scott and Jean were slowly easing into a mini snogfest inside the enclosure.
Presently, they had to get Scott and Jean out, because they could hear people coming. Scott and Jean could hear the sirens, so they had stopped making out, so when Kurt bamfed inside to get them out, they weren't doing anything unusual.
While they were 'unsuiting' back at the mansion, Scott and Jean scolded Kurt and the rest for not getting them out earlier. Both hid knowing grins at all the lame excuses the other X-men offered.
"Well, we were, like, kind of trying to hold off the Brotherhood!"
"It was kind of hard fighting them, and we couldn't find time to get you out!"
"We tried to break down the walls, but they wouldn't give!"
"It's okay, guys. Just try to do it faster so we can help you out next time, capiche?" Scott feigned a sigh of annoyance. Then Jean dragged him off to the med-room to treat his wounds.
"Down on the table, boy." She smirked. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew that Scott was rolling his eyes inside of his glasses. First, she tended to the bruise on his temple, making sure that she didn't hurt him more. Then, to his surprise, as Jean usually didn't do something like that without asking first, she pulled his shirt up to examine his chest and stomach.
Jean gasped at what she saw. A big, red, slightly bleeding gash was etched on his lower chest and stomach.
"Scott! You stubborn idiot! How could you not tell me about this!?" she yelled. "You'd better hope that this didn't get infected, and that it isn't serious!" Scott could see her deep concern for him clearly through her raised voice, and sat up to give her a swift but passionate kiss.
"If I'd told you about this earlier, you would have given me no end about it," he said as she pushed him back to his original lying position. "I didn't, and don't, want you worrying about me, Jean."
"How can I not? Even you don't worry about you as much as you should!" she said sharply. "Everyone here cares deeply about you, Scott. We all want to help, but it's hard if you never say if anything's wrong!"
"I'm sorry, Jean." He murmured, watching her as she cleaned the wound, her smooth fingers flying across his skin. Although he didn't know it, Jean was also admiring his muscles. "You know that I don't want you worrying about me. I'm old enough to take care of myself,"
"Scott, you know that no one should or could be completely independent." She said softly. "Everyone needs friends,"
"Like I said, as long as I have you, I'll be fine," And again, Jean blushed and said nothing.
Rewind to when they left the rest of the X-men. "I smell something fishy about those two," Logan growled as they left. "They're acting like they know somethin' that we don't, and that's never a good sign," But Evan had already run out, wanting to get to his skateboard as soon as he could, obviously not listening to a word Logan had said.
"Evan! If I catch you skating over my plants-" Ororo yelled. Then she gave up, as Evan disappeared. "Oh well. If he does, I'll just give him a little punishment that he won't soon forget!"
"Ah'll help!" Rogue volunteered immediately. Ororo grinned at her.
Later that afternoon.
Scott found Jean in the rec. room, watching TV. He sank down on the couch she was lying on besides her, not saying anything. When the commercials started, he decided to speak up.
"You free tomorrow night?" Jean sat up, her eyes bright.
"Umm.yea."
Blushing fiercely, Scott asked, "Would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Sure." Scott sighed, relieved.
"Then I'll meet you outside at 7," he stood up, getting ready to leave.
"Wait. What's the dress code?"
"Umm...Just something casual," Scott answered with a suggestive wink, before continuing his way out.
Jean found herself responding to the kiss practically unconsciously. It was so perfect, so gently, so soft, unlike all of Duncan's kisses. It was like Scott's lips had been perfectly sculpted to fit hers.
But, to both Jean and Scott's disappointment, the kiss had to end as both of them finally ran out of breath. Neither spoke, just gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments. No words were needed.
(telepathy) You should go now, its getting late (end telepathy) Jean sent with a smile, not wanting to disturb the moment by speaking. Scott planted another kiss on her forehead, then drifted to his own room.
Saturday morning at the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Lance had no idea how he had gotten himself and the Brotherhood dragged into Kitty and the rests' plan. He groaned. When Pietro and the others found out, they would kill him. At least, he told himself, he hadn't gotten Wanda involved. She'd probably blast him to hell and back if he'd dragged her into it.
Was it his fault that there was no way he could deny Kitty when she used her puppy eyes??? Oh well. It was too late now. He might as well break the news to the others now, and so he went to find them.
Half an hour later, Lance finally had Todd, Fred, and Pietro grouped together on the couch, all three looking bored as hell.
"Okay, look. In two hours, we're gonna go hit the mall n have some fun." He stated.
"All right! It's about time we had some action, yo!" Todd said, ecstatic.
"But.." Lance tried to continue.
"I-knew-it!! There's-always-a-but!" Pietro stood up in his superfast way, instantly alert.
"Shut up, PP." Lance shot back. "It's not that bad. Just don't actually hurt anyone this time, and don't hurt Scott and Jean, don't get in the way of the X-men, and Fred, find some time to make some kind of a makeshift room thingy that only has one opening, and can only be opened from the outside before they X-geeks get there,"
"Yo, c'mon. What's the fun in that? It ain't fun unless it got chaos in it!" Todd groaned.
"Whoa, wait-a-minute, hold-up!" Pietro said. "How-do-you-know-the-X- geeks-are-gonna-be-there?"
*Here goes. * Lance thought with dread. "Kitty had this plan to try and get Scott and Jean together."
"And-you-went-along-with-it!?" Pietro screeched.
Lance threw up his hands. "She's my girlfriend! What am I supposed to say, No I will not help you!?"
. "Yea!!" Todd, Pietro, and even Fred said in unison.
"Just shutup!" Lance yelled. "You have two hours, then you're at the mall in uniform! Who's the leader of the B-hood huh!?"
"You-shutup!" Pietro whispered, terrified and throwing looks at the stairs. "If-Wanda-comes-down-here-we're-all-toast!" Lance rolled his eyes, but he shutted up all right.
Two hours later, at the Institute.
"C'mon, you people! Up 'n dressed! We gotta mission!" Logan barked at the X-men, who were lounging (as planned) in the TV room watching TV. Scott was instantly out the door, followed by the rest of the X-men, who went a little slower. In less than 5, they were suited up and ready to rumble.
Presently, they reached the mall, where they could already see proof of the Brotherhood's presence inside. People were pouring out of the mall, the ground was shaking slightly, and they could hear many crashes and bangs inside the mall. Both Scott and Jean instantly became X-men, whereas moments before they were only Scott and Jean. They entered the mall as one, both watching out for the other.
The other X-men branched off to fight a different member of the Brotherhood, leaving Fred to Scott and Jean. With Scott and Jean's combined powers, he was having a hard time getting them into his makeshift room, so Evan came to help him. He 'accidentally' sent some spikes in Scott and Jean's direction, driving them closer to the room. Ororo, also seeing that Fred needed help, sent a strong gust of wind that pushed the couple even closer. Pietro ran right in front of them, making them trip and fall backwards. To top it all off, Fred picked Scott up and threw him into the room, then sent Jean in on top of him as he tried to get up. Seeing that they were right where they wanted them, Lance held his hands out and made the ground tremor just enough so that the 'door' could fall onto the opening. As the 'door' tumbled into place, the X-men let out a victorious whoop, while the Brotherhood just stood there. Kitty threw her arms around Lance and gave him a quick kiss.
"Thank you so much Lance!" she squealed. "Like, I didn't think you guys were actually gonna, like, do it!" Lance grinned sheepishly at her, as the other Brotherhood members rolled their eyes and grumbled. The X-men, however, hid smiles behind their hands.
Meanwhile.inside the comfy room.
Jean quickly picked herself up and off of Scott, afraid that he would be hurt. Because she had landed on top of him, she just had a few scrapes and bruises that would heal in a few days.
"Scott! Are you okay?" Jean asked. Although she wasn't showing it, she was frantic inside. Scott stirred slightly, to Jean's relief. She shook his shoulder, trying to get him to sit up.
"Mmm?" he mumbled.
"Argh!! Scott! Get up!" slowly, he sat up. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head?"
Ever the leader he was, Scott shook his head, although he knew Jean could see the big purple bruise that had formed on his temple. She reached up and brushed it softly, but quickly drew away at his hardly noticeable wince.
"Scott!" she exclaimed. "This is no time to play hero!"
Scott smiled. "As long as I've got you, I'll be OK." Jean blushed, in spite of the situation.
"I'll take that as a yes, but I'm still treating that thing when we get back to the med-room" she said, giggling. "And I'd bet you my life that this is one of Kitty's plans to get us together,"
Scott took her hand and gave it a small squeeze. "Yeah, probably. I wonder how long they'll keep us in here?"
"Well, if it's their last resort, then probably 'till we yell and scream to the world that we're a couple," Jean grinned. Scott, unable to resist, put his arms around her and swept her up for a kiss. Jean put her arms around his neck, and after their tongues battled each other for a few moments, Jean pulled away slightly, and grinned, almost flirtatiously.
"What was that for?" Scott just smiled and pulled her back into another kiss.
(telepathy) To pass the time (end telepathy) he sent. Through their kiss and link, Scott could tell she was smiling.
The rest of the X-men.
The Brotherhood had left already, not wanting to be caught at the scene of the crime, leaving the X-men at the mall.
"So when're we gonna take them out?" Logan asked.
"Like, until the people come to clean up this mess," Kitty answered thoughtfully. "We don't have much time, so, like, we might as well hang around to make sure that they, like, don't get hurt or something,"
"Man, this is wasting my time!" Evan suddenly exclaimed. "I could be boarding now!" But Kitty's murderous look shut him up very fast. Little did they know, Scott and Jean were slowly easing into a mini snogfest inside the enclosure.
Presently, they had to get Scott and Jean out, because they could hear people coming. Scott and Jean could hear the sirens, so they had stopped making out, so when Kurt bamfed inside to get them out, they weren't doing anything unusual.
While they were 'unsuiting' back at the mansion, Scott and Jean scolded Kurt and the rest for not getting them out earlier. Both hid knowing grins at all the lame excuses the other X-men offered.
"Well, we were, like, kind of trying to hold off the Brotherhood!"
"It was kind of hard fighting them, and we couldn't find time to get you out!"
"We tried to break down the walls, but they wouldn't give!"
"It's okay, guys. Just try to do it faster so we can help you out next time, capiche?" Scott feigned a sigh of annoyance. Then Jean dragged him off to the med-room to treat his wounds.
"Down on the table, boy." She smirked. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew that Scott was rolling his eyes inside of his glasses. First, she tended to the bruise on his temple, making sure that she didn't hurt him more. Then, to his surprise, as Jean usually didn't do something like that without asking first, she pulled his shirt up to examine his chest and stomach.
Jean gasped at what she saw. A big, red, slightly bleeding gash was etched on his lower chest and stomach.
"Scott! You stubborn idiot! How could you not tell me about this!?" she yelled. "You'd better hope that this didn't get infected, and that it isn't serious!" Scott could see her deep concern for him clearly through her raised voice, and sat up to give her a swift but passionate kiss.
"If I'd told you about this earlier, you would have given me no end about it," he said as she pushed him back to his original lying position. "I didn't, and don't, want you worrying about me, Jean."
"How can I not? Even you don't worry about you as much as you should!" she said sharply. "Everyone here cares deeply about you, Scott. We all want to help, but it's hard if you never say if anything's wrong!"
"I'm sorry, Jean." He murmured, watching her as she cleaned the wound, her smooth fingers flying across his skin. Although he didn't know it, Jean was also admiring his muscles. "You know that I don't want you worrying about me. I'm old enough to take care of myself,"
"Scott, you know that no one should or could be completely independent." She said softly. "Everyone needs friends,"
"Like I said, as long as I have you, I'll be fine," And again, Jean blushed and said nothing.
Rewind to when they left the rest of the X-men. "I smell something fishy about those two," Logan growled as they left. "They're acting like they know somethin' that we don't, and that's never a good sign," But Evan had already run out, wanting to get to his skateboard as soon as he could, obviously not listening to a word Logan had said.
"Evan! If I catch you skating over my plants-" Ororo yelled. Then she gave up, as Evan disappeared. "Oh well. If he does, I'll just give him a little punishment that he won't soon forget!"
"Ah'll help!" Rogue volunteered immediately. Ororo grinned at her.
Later that afternoon.
Scott found Jean in the rec. room, watching TV. He sank down on the couch she was lying on besides her, not saying anything. When the commercials started, he decided to speak up.
"You free tomorrow night?" Jean sat up, her eyes bright.
"Umm.yea."
Blushing fiercely, Scott asked, "Would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Sure." Scott sighed, relieved.
"Then I'll meet you outside at 7," he stood up, getting ready to leave.
"Wait. What's the dress code?"
"Umm...Just something casual," Scott answered with a suggestive wink, before continuing his way out.