Wow, Xmas is a cow isn't it? Blew me totally off centre and my muse had
packed up and headed south for the winter. She's only just come back.
OVER A HUNDRED REVIEWS! OMG!! That's the first time that's happened to me! I can't believe the reviews, I seriously cannot thank everyone separately, so I'll say to everyone who did let me know what they think about my writing THANK YOU!!!!!!! You guys are so incredibly brilliant and supportive of my story. You've all given me so much confidence, it means a lot to me! *stops before I start to resemble Gwyneth Paltrow at the Oscars!*
Just a few quick thankies to a few individuals (if you aren't here, please don't be offended)
Hailey - Sorry about the swearing, I live in a village in Derbyshire and it's kinda a salt of the earth, rough as hell place. We swear a fair bit up here (or at least all of the people I know do) so to me it's nothing new, I keep forgetting that most other people are more refined than 'us up north, me duck!'. I'll play it down in the future
Druid-Priestess - Wowowowowow! I was blown away by your review. So nice! If I ever become rich and famous can I hire you to be my personal picker- upper? And when I started writing on here I was reading Mistyblue1, KKL and hjh-31 and thinking 'OK, I'll never be that good.' But now I feel like I'm amongst peers, basically what I'm saying is if what you write feels right to you, then do it and people will love it. Plus I just ignore nasty reviews. It's just people being bitchy and spiteful, like bullying.
Mistyblue1 - Ace! I LOVE your stories (Oh yeah, when's the next update?) so, you reviewing mine is fab. Rogue and Remy are def made for each other, but this is fun (if not a challenge).
So thanks again, you are all wonderful people and should go round all day feeling smug that you made this little writer so happy.
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Lance stirred and moaned slightly. Kitty stood up and crossed the room to his side. He hadn't woken up, and she sat back down on Pietro's bed. She put her head in her hands and tried to make sense of what had happened.
Pietro had gone to fetch her something to eat, because she wouldn't leave. It had been three hours since, what Pietro had dubbed, Lance's 'insane fit of stupidity and madness' and he still hadn't regained consciousness. Kitty looked at Lance, trying to figure out what on earth had possessed him to be so incredibly reckless with not only his own life, but Rogue's too. Who knew what the prolonged contact had done to her mind and for what length of time.
The door opened and Pietro came back in. He handed Kitty a sandwich, which she just put onto the bedside table.
"Any change?" he asked, quietly.
She shook her head, and said "He moaned a few times, but he hasn't woken up. It could be any minute or a month." She didn't think of that until she said it and the realisation shocked her.
Kitty looked at Pietro and cried, half hysterically, "How am I supposed to know what to do? That's the Professor's job. What if he never wakes up? What if Rogue's seriously hurt? We can't even fetch the doctor, cause how do we explain that we're mutants without being thrown off of the ship?"
She took a deep breath, "I don't know what to do. I'm too far out of my depth. I'm so scared."
Pietro pulled her into a hug and tried to calm her down, "Well, you going off the deep end doesn't help. He'll be fine. You need a break, go and see Rogue for a while. She'll probably need to over analyse this, like women usually do."
He gave her a slight push towards the door. Kitty went to open it and then turned, "Are you sure you'll be OK?"
"Are you implying that I'm incompetent?" Asked Pietro, crossing his arms.
"Not implying." She replied, sweetly. She left the room, before he could reply and went to find Rogue.
Pietro looked down at Lance. This wasn't how he had planned to spend his evening. He sat down, sighing heavily.
"You owe me, man." He said.
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Kitty rapped gently on the door and pushed it open. Rogue was laid on her bed, hugging a pillow to her stomach.
"Feeling better?" The younger girl asked, sitting beside her.
Rogue shrugged. Her mascara was streaked and her eyes were red. Kitty's heart went out to her.
"Ah can still feel him, Kit." She tried to talk it out, but gave way to tears again.
Kitty felt the ship tremble, as much as she knew Rogue needed to get it out of her system, she had to be realistic. If the older girl lost control then everyone on board was in danger.
"Rogue, I know this is hard. What Lance did was .." She stopped, trying to stop herself from playing the blame game, "You have to control yourself."
Rogue looked at Kitty and realised what she meant. She nodded and went to stand up. Her mind was spinning, she could still see and hear Lance's thoughts. It was akin to having Schizophrenia.
Rogue took a deep breath and tried to clear her head. She got a pretty good grip on herself and said, "Ah wanna see him."
Kitty nodded and she led the way back to the boys' cabin. Pietro looked mildly surprised at seeing them.
"Rogue wanted to see Lance. Has he moved at all?" Kitty whispered, as Rogue walked over to the dark haired boy, with her hand over her mouth.
"No." Came the simple reply. Pietro looked like he was fighting some internal conflict, and finally Kitty said, "What?"
He pulled her outside and said, "What if Lance has really hurt himself?"
Kitty blinked, "What? You were the one who said everything was going to be OK. Why have you changed your mind?"
"Because he still hasn't woken up. What if.." He paused, before saying, "What if he's scrambled his brain?"
Kitty rolled her eyes, "Nice one, Mr. Melodramatic. If he were brain dead, he wouldn't be breathing."
"You know what I mean, Kitty. He might be a coma for the rest of his life. You know, able to support basic life support functions, but..." He stopped, letting the rest of the sentence say itself.
Kitty chewed her lip, she knew that it was a possibility. She had said it herself earlier, but she had believed Pietro, if he was doubting it? Her earlier fears came back.
"So, what do we do? Call the doctor?" She asked.
Pietro shook his head, "No, we use Rogue."
"What? No way. She's been through enough, and if she touches him, it could kill him." Protested Kitty. She looked angrily at her boyfriend, wondering how he could suggest something so reckless at a time like this.
"Are you really that stupid?" She shot at him, folding her arms.
"Not for long, just long enough to see if his mind is still active. It's the only way, until we get back to Bayville." He argued.
Kitty wanted to say no, but she knew it was the only way. She glared at Pietro for a moment, then snapped, "Fine, genius, but I'll tell her. You wouldn't you know subtle if it came up behind you and bit you on the ass."
She pushed to door open and went over to her best friend, "Rogue, I hate to say this, but we still don't know what Lance did to himself and we were wondering if .."
Rogue cut her off, "Ah ova heard ya. Ya right, it's the only way at the minute."
Kitty was slightly taken aback by Rogue's willingness at the idea, but she covered it and nodded. She watched Rogue kneel next to the bed and remove her glove. "She must really care about him." She thought.
Rogue didn't want to do it, but she knew Pietro was, for once, right. She couldn't leave Lance like this for another week. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves she put her fingers on Lance's fore head.
She waited for the now familiar jolt, as her skin brushed against his. Nothing came. Rogue frowned and then placed her flat palm to his head. She could feel how warm he was. She was so shocked she didn't see Kitty and Pietro staring in shock.
"Rogue?" Asked Kitty, in a whisper, "What's happening?"
Rogue turned to answer, and suddenly her power kicked in and she felt the energy transfer. She pulled her hand away.
She looked at the other two and said, "His mind's fahn. Ah think he's just exhausted."
Kitty said what they were all thinking, "Why didn't it work straight away?"
Rogue shrugged, "Ah don't know. Ah mean ah didn't want to do it really. An' it just.. It felt normal." She bit her lip to stop the tears that were threatening to spill over.
"So, it's like your power takes time to kick in now?" Asked Pietro.
Rogue shrugged. Kitty handed her a tissue, "Try me." She smiled offering out her hand. Rogue looked at it dubiously for a second and the touched it with her own.
She instantly felt the energy drain away from Kitty and jerked away. Kitty looked shaken and Rogue stammered, "Ah'm sorry, it was stupid of me."
Kitty shook her head, and replied, "No, it was my idea. I guess it was a fluke. I'm sorry, Rogue."
"Yeah, ah'm OK. It's not lahke ah lost anythin' is it?" She reasoned.
Pietro and Kitty glanced at each other and tried to think of an encouraging reply.
"We'll leave you alone for a while." Said Kitty, pushing Pietro towards the door.
Rogue watched it swing shut, she sighed and looked back at Lance. She couldn't believe that she had touched him. She had felt it was like to be normal.
A hunger inside of her had awakened. Biting her lip she gently touched Lance's arm with one finger. When nothing happened, she frowned, and again laid her palm over his skin.
'Why is this different from when ah tried tah touch Kitty?' She wondered, not realising that she had started to stroke his arm. Rogue lost herself in her thoughts, trying to work it out.
After about ten minutes, she felt a small jolt, nothing like what she usually experienced. She pulled her hand away, and then tried again.
Once more, she felt nothing.
'Ah think ah'm beginning tah understand.' She thought, smiling.
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"It just wasn't normal, that's all I'm saying." Said Kitty, crossing her arms.
Pietro rolled his eyes and replied, "Ah yes, and we are?"
"Hey!" She replied, lightly slapping him on the arm.
Pietro leaned back on the bench. They were sat out on the deck, trying to talk out what they had just seen.
"You know what I mean. Maybe her powers are evolving or something." He said, after a moment.
Kitty stood up, and shivered. She was irritated, and didn't like it.
"Can we not talk about this?" She asked, tersely.
"OK. What do you want to talk about?" Pietro replied, standing up. He looked down at the annoyed brunette. He wanted to hold her, but judging by her body language he didn't dare.
"C'mon, Pryde. Out with it." He said.
Kitty looked at the floor, and eventually said, "I just feel torn. I'm supposed to be supporting Rogue at the minute, and all I can think is that the little time we have left before we have to hide and lie, is running out. And then I feel horrible for being selfish." She looked up at Pietro, with almost pleading eyes.
"Am I being selfish?"
"Yes." He replied, and then, at seeing her eyes narrow, hastily added, "But that's not a bad thing. You can't put your life on hold for everyone. Let other people work out their own problems."
Kitty tried to glare at him, but smiled slightly, "Have I been around you too long or did that just make sense?"
Pietro laughed and put his arm around her, "I'm a good influence!"
Kitty leaned her head against his chest and said, "I need to do something normal."
"Well, your cabin is empty." He started, grinning.
"I said normal. You've got a one track mind, did anyone ever tell you that?" Kitty replied.
"A coupla girls did, I think. I really wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, if you know what I mean." He smirked.
"You are impossible." She said, finally allowing herself to laugh, which gave way to a yawn.
"Awww, she's sweepy." Mocked Pietro.
"Well duh! I've been run ragged all day! You are not an easy person to keep up with." Kitty yawned again, and rubbed her eyes.
"You'll learn. Do you want to go back to your room?" He asked, without waiting for an answer, he started to steer her back to her cabin.
Once inside, Kitty noticed that Rogue was still absent, "I'll wait up for her." She said, crawling onto her bed. Pietro sat next to her, leaning against the headboard. Within minutes, she was asleep.
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Rogue closed the bathroom door behind her and crossed to the mirror. She almost laughed, her mascara, eyeliner and make up had streaked down her face so that she resembled something out of a Marilyn Manson video.
'Very sophisticated.' She mused, dampening a flannel and wiping it away. Afterwards she was still pale, but at least she looked neater.
Her watch told her that it was 12:30 am. She sighed, knowing that she should head back to her cabin and try and sleep. But Pietro hadn't even returned yet and she couldn't leave Lance alone.
He still hadn't woken, though he had mumbled a lot and his eyelids flickered in dreams.
She knew she couldn't sleep anyway, she was still too excited about her new discovery. She could touch Lance for up to thirty minutes before she started to drain him and even then, it was more like a trickle than the usual blast.
She didn't try to pretend that it was her mutation that had changed, she had still drained Kitty immediately. But Lance had had more contact with her than anyone. She figured that her body had taken so much of him into her that it had created some sort of bond between them.
Not really understanding the science behind it all, she was still happy to bursting. She could touch, and for a moment she could pretend she was normal.
She came out of the bathroom, turning to close the bathroom door quietly.
"I was wondering where everyone was." Came a voice.
Rogue froze and span round. Lance was leaning on his elbow, grinning at her.
"Ya awake!" She cried, crossing the room to the bed and sitting on the end.
"How long was I out?" He asked, a shadow of a frown playing across his face.
Rogue suddenly became very interested in the duvet, "About four hours." She murmured.
"Oh." Was all Lance said.
Rogue looked at him briefly, she considered asking him what he thought he was achieving by grabbing her wrist like he had, but what was the point, it was done.
"Did it work?" Said Lance, quietly.
She nodded, "More than ya can imagine." She wasn't sure how to tell him about her new found ability.
Lance frowned hard, "What do you mean. Does this mean you trust me now? Will you let me help you."
Rogue took a deep breath and said, "Ah'm sorry ya felt that was the only way tah prove it tah me. An' ah don't need ya help anymore."
"Rogue don't start that again." He said, sitting up.
"No, no. That's not what ah meant. Ah. that is... we, um." She tried to explain. Words failed her so she simply reached out and placed her hand on his arm.
Lance looked at her hand, and then something clicked, "You did it!" He cried.
"No, it was what ya did. No one's had that much contact with me before." She tried to explain.
"So, you're cured then?"
"It only works with ya. Kitty an' Pietro were heya and ah tried it on Kit. It was the same as eva." She said. It was bittersweet.
"But, it's a jumping off point." Lance smiled, gently running his hand over the back of hers.
Rogue tensed at the contact, "Ah suppose." She admitted, almost stubbornly. She hadn't really thought that far ahead.
She realised Lance was looking at her intensely, and grew uncomfortable, "What?" She asked.
"I was just thinking that now I can do this." He replied, placing his hand on her cheek and leaning forwards.
His lips brushed against hers and Rogue pulled back so hard that she fell off of the bed.
Lance looked at her in shock. Rogue sat breathing heavily, she didn't know what to do.
'Get out of heya!' Her brain offered, and Rogue accepted the advice. She stood up and mumbled, "Ah'll see ya later." Before running out of the room.
Lance watched her leave. He couldn't believe it was back to this again. She still was freaked out by intimacy. But at least now she had no defense against him.
'One way or another, Rogue.' He thought, 'You will let me in.'
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Sorry it took so long! My computer went down and I couldn't get online! But bright side, I've got loads more Kietro's planned for after this and once I finish the other two!.
OVER A HUNDRED REVIEWS! OMG!! That's the first time that's happened to me! I can't believe the reviews, I seriously cannot thank everyone separately, so I'll say to everyone who did let me know what they think about my writing THANK YOU!!!!!!! You guys are so incredibly brilliant and supportive of my story. You've all given me so much confidence, it means a lot to me! *stops before I start to resemble Gwyneth Paltrow at the Oscars!*
Just a few quick thankies to a few individuals (if you aren't here, please don't be offended)
Hailey - Sorry about the swearing, I live in a village in Derbyshire and it's kinda a salt of the earth, rough as hell place. We swear a fair bit up here (or at least all of the people I know do) so to me it's nothing new, I keep forgetting that most other people are more refined than 'us up north, me duck!'. I'll play it down in the future
Druid-Priestess - Wowowowowow! I was blown away by your review. So nice! If I ever become rich and famous can I hire you to be my personal picker- upper? And when I started writing on here I was reading Mistyblue1, KKL and hjh-31 and thinking 'OK, I'll never be that good.' But now I feel like I'm amongst peers, basically what I'm saying is if what you write feels right to you, then do it and people will love it. Plus I just ignore nasty reviews. It's just people being bitchy and spiteful, like bullying.
Mistyblue1 - Ace! I LOVE your stories (Oh yeah, when's the next update?) so, you reviewing mine is fab. Rogue and Remy are def made for each other, but this is fun (if not a challenge).
So thanks again, you are all wonderful people and should go round all day feeling smug that you made this little writer so happy.
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Lance stirred and moaned slightly. Kitty stood up and crossed the room to his side. He hadn't woken up, and she sat back down on Pietro's bed. She put her head in her hands and tried to make sense of what had happened.
Pietro had gone to fetch her something to eat, because she wouldn't leave. It had been three hours since, what Pietro had dubbed, Lance's 'insane fit of stupidity and madness' and he still hadn't regained consciousness. Kitty looked at Lance, trying to figure out what on earth had possessed him to be so incredibly reckless with not only his own life, but Rogue's too. Who knew what the prolonged contact had done to her mind and for what length of time.
The door opened and Pietro came back in. He handed Kitty a sandwich, which she just put onto the bedside table.
"Any change?" he asked, quietly.
She shook her head, and said "He moaned a few times, but he hasn't woken up. It could be any minute or a month." She didn't think of that until she said it and the realisation shocked her.
Kitty looked at Pietro and cried, half hysterically, "How am I supposed to know what to do? That's the Professor's job. What if he never wakes up? What if Rogue's seriously hurt? We can't even fetch the doctor, cause how do we explain that we're mutants without being thrown off of the ship?"
She took a deep breath, "I don't know what to do. I'm too far out of my depth. I'm so scared."
Pietro pulled her into a hug and tried to calm her down, "Well, you going off the deep end doesn't help. He'll be fine. You need a break, go and see Rogue for a while. She'll probably need to over analyse this, like women usually do."
He gave her a slight push towards the door. Kitty went to open it and then turned, "Are you sure you'll be OK?"
"Are you implying that I'm incompetent?" Asked Pietro, crossing his arms.
"Not implying." She replied, sweetly. She left the room, before he could reply and went to find Rogue.
Pietro looked down at Lance. This wasn't how he had planned to spend his evening. He sat down, sighing heavily.
"You owe me, man." He said.
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Kitty rapped gently on the door and pushed it open. Rogue was laid on her bed, hugging a pillow to her stomach.
"Feeling better?" The younger girl asked, sitting beside her.
Rogue shrugged. Her mascara was streaked and her eyes were red. Kitty's heart went out to her.
"Ah can still feel him, Kit." She tried to talk it out, but gave way to tears again.
Kitty felt the ship tremble, as much as she knew Rogue needed to get it out of her system, she had to be realistic. If the older girl lost control then everyone on board was in danger.
"Rogue, I know this is hard. What Lance did was .." She stopped, trying to stop herself from playing the blame game, "You have to control yourself."
Rogue looked at Kitty and realised what she meant. She nodded and went to stand up. Her mind was spinning, she could still see and hear Lance's thoughts. It was akin to having Schizophrenia.
Rogue took a deep breath and tried to clear her head. She got a pretty good grip on herself and said, "Ah wanna see him."
Kitty nodded and she led the way back to the boys' cabin. Pietro looked mildly surprised at seeing them.
"Rogue wanted to see Lance. Has he moved at all?" Kitty whispered, as Rogue walked over to the dark haired boy, with her hand over her mouth.
"No." Came the simple reply. Pietro looked like he was fighting some internal conflict, and finally Kitty said, "What?"
He pulled her outside and said, "What if Lance has really hurt himself?"
Kitty blinked, "What? You were the one who said everything was going to be OK. Why have you changed your mind?"
"Because he still hasn't woken up. What if.." He paused, before saying, "What if he's scrambled his brain?"
Kitty rolled her eyes, "Nice one, Mr. Melodramatic. If he were brain dead, he wouldn't be breathing."
"You know what I mean, Kitty. He might be a coma for the rest of his life. You know, able to support basic life support functions, but..." He stopped, letting the rest of the sentence say itself.
Kitty chewed her lip, she knew that it was a possibility. She had said it herself earlier, but she had believed Pietro, if he was doubting it? Her earlier fears came back.
"So, what do we do? Call the doctor?" She asked.
Pietro shook his head, "No, we use Rogue."
"What? No way. She's been through enough, and if she touches him, it could kill him." Protested Kitty. She looked angrily at her boyfriend, wondering how he could suggest something so reckless at a time like this.
"Are you really that stupid?" She shot at him, folding her arms.
"Not for long, just long enough to see if his mind is still active. It's the only way, until we get back to Bayville." He argued.
Kitty wanted to say no, but she knew it was the only way. She glared at Pietro for a moment, then snapped, "Fine, genius, but I'll tell her. You wouldn't you know subtle if it came up behind you and bit you on the ass."
She pushed to door open and went over to her best friend, "Rogue, I hate to say this, but we still don't know what Lance did to himself and we were wondering if .."
Rogue cut her off, "Ah ova heard ya. Ya right, it's the only way at the minute."
Kitty was slightly taken aback by Rogue's willingness at the idea, but she covered it and nodded. She watched Rogue kneel next to the bed and remove her glove. "She must really care about him." She thought.
Rogue didn't want to do it, but she knew Pietro was, for once, right. She couldn't leave Lance like this for another week. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves she put her fingers on Lance's fore head.
She waited for the now familiar jolt, as her skin brushed against his. Nothing came. Rogue frowned and then placed her flat palm to his head. She could feel how warm he was. She was so shocked she didn't see Kitty and Pietro staring in shock.
"Rogue?" Asked Kitty, in a whisper, "What's happening?"
Rogue turned to answer, and suddenly her power kicked in and she felt the energy transfer. She pulled her hand away.
She looked at the other two and said, "His mind's fahn. Ah think he's just exhausted."
Kitty said what they were all thinking, "Why didn't it work straight away?"
Rogue shrugged, "Ah don't know. Ah mean ah didn't want to do it really. An' it just.. It felt normal." She bit her lip to stop the tears that were threatening to spill over.
"So, it's like your power takes time to kick in now?" Asked Pietro.
Rogue shrugged. Kitty handed her a tissue, "Try me." She smiled offering out her hand. Rogue looked at it dubiously for a second and the touched it with her own.
She instantly felt the energy drain away from Kitty and jerked away. Kitty looked shaken and Rogue stammered, "Ah'm sorry, it was stupid of me."
Kitty shook her head, and replied, "No, it was my idea. I guess it was a fluke. I'm sorry, Rogue."
"Yeah, ah'm OK. It's not lahke ah lost anythin' is it?" She reasoned.
Pietro and Kitty glanced at each other and tried to think of an encouraging reply.
"We'll leave you alone for a while." Said Kitty, pushing Pietro towards the door.
Rogue watched it swing shut, she sighed and looked back at Lance. She couldn't believe that she had touched him. She had felt it was like to be normal.
A hunger inside of her had awakened. Biting her lip she gently touched Lance's arm with one finger. When nothing happened, she frowned, and again laid her palm over his skin.
'Why is this different from when ah tried tah touch Kitty?' She wondered, not realising that she had started to stroke his arm. Rogue lost herself in her thoughts, trying to work it out.
After about ten minutes, she felt a small jolt, nothing like what she usually experienced. She pulled her hand away, and then tried again.
Once more, she felt nothing.
'Ah think ah'm beginning tah understand.' She thought, smiling.
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"It just wasn't normal, that's all I'm saying." Said Kitty, crossing her arms.
Pietro rolled his eyes and replied, "Ah yes, and we are?"
"Hey!" She replied, lightly slapping him on the arm.
Pietro leaned back on the bench. They were sat out on the deck, trying to talk out what they had just seen.
"You know what I mean. Maybe her powers are evolving or something." He said, after a moment.
Kitty stood up, and shivered. She was irritated, and didn't like it.
"Can we not talk about this?" She asked, tersely.
"OK. What do you want to talk about?" Pietro replied, standing up. He looked down at the annoyed brunette. He wanted to hold her, but judging by her body language he didn't dare.
"C'mon, Pryde. Out with it." He said.
Kitty looked at the floor, and eventually said, "I just feel torn. I'm supposed to be supporting Rogue at the minute, and all I can think is that the little time we have left before we have to hide and lie, is running out. And then I feel horrible for being selfish." She looked up at Pietro, with almost pleading eyes.
"Am I being selfish?"
"Yes." He replied, and then, at seeing her eyes narrow, hastily added, "But that's not a bad thing. You can't put your life on hold for everyone. Let other people work out their own problems."
Kitty tried to glare at him, but smiled slightly, "Have I been around you too long or did that just make sense?"
Pietro laughed and put his arm around her, "I'm a good influence!"
Kitty leaned her head against his chest and said, "I need to do something normal."
"Well, your cabin is empty." He started, grinning.
"I said normal. You've got a one track mind, did anyone ever tell you that?" Kitty replied.
"A coupla girls did, I think. I really wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, if you know what I mean." He smirked.
"You are impossible." She said, finally allowing herself to laugh, which gave way to a yawn.
"Awww, she's sweepy." Mocked Pietro.
"Well duh! I've been run ragged all day! You are not an easy person to keep up with." Kitty yawned again, and rubbed her eyes.
"You'll learn. Do you want to go back to your room?" He asked, without waiting for an answer, he started to steer her back to her cabin.
Once inside, Kitty noticed that Rogue was still absent, "I'll wait up for her." She said, crawling onto her bed. Pietro sat next to her, leaning against the headboard. Within minutes, she was asleep.
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Rogue closed the bathroom door behind her and crossed to the mirror. She almost laughed, her mascara, eyeliner and make up had streaked down her face so that she resembled something out of a Marilyn Manson video.
'Very sophisticated.' She mused, dampening a flannel and wiping it away. Afterwards she was still pale, but at least she looked neater.
Her watch told her that it was 12:30 am. She sighed, knowing that she should head back to her cabin and try and sleep. But Pietro hadn't even returned yet and she couldn't leave Lance alone.
He still hadn't woken, though he had mumbled a lot and his eyelids flickered in dreams.
She knew she couldn't sleep anyway, she was still too excited about her new discovery. She could touch Lance for up to thirty minutes before she started to drain him and even then, it was more like a trickle than the usual blast.
She didn't try to pretend that it was her mutation that had changed, she had still drained Kitty immediately. But Lance had had more contact with her than anyone. She figured that her body had taken so much of him into her that it had created some sort of bond between them.
Not really understanding the science behind it all, she was still happy to bursting. She could touch, and for a moment she could pretend she was normal.
She came out of the bathroom, turning to close the bathroom door quietly.
"I was wondering where everyone was." Came a voice.
Rogue froze and span round. Lance was leaning on his elbow, grinning at her.
"Ya awake!" She cried, crossing the room to the bed and sitting on the end.
"How long was I out?" He asked, a shadow of a frown playing across his face.
Rogue suddenly became very interested in the duvet, "About four hours." She murmured.
"Oh." Was all Lance said.
Rogue looked at him briefly, she considered asking him what he thought he was achieving by grabbing her wrist like he had, but what was the point, it was done.
"Did it work?" Said Lance, quietly.
She nodded, "More than ya can imagine." She wasn't sure how to tell him about her new found ability.
Lance frowned hard, "What do you mean. Does this mean you trust me now? Will you let me help you."
Rogue took a deep breath and said, "Ah'm sorry ya felt that was the only way tah prove it tah me. An' ah don't need ya help anymore."
"Rogue don't start that again." He said, sitting up.
"No, no. That's not what ah meant. Ah. that is... we, um." She tried to explain. Words failed her so she simply reached out and placed her hand on his arm.
Lance looked at her hand, and then something clicked, "You did it!" He cried.
"No, it was what ya did. No one's had that much contact with me before." She tried to explain.
"So, you're cured then?"
"It only works with ya. Kitty an' Pietro were heya and ah tried it on Kit. It was the same as eva." She said. It was bittersweet.
"But, it's a jumping off point." Lance smiled, gently running his hand over the back of hers.
Rogue tensed at the contact, "Ah suppose." She admitted, almost stubbornly. She hadn't really thought that far ahead.
She realised Lance was looking at her intensely, and grew uncomfortable, "What?" She asked.
"I was just thinking that now I can do this." He replied, placing his hand on her cheek and leaning forwards.
His lips brushed against hers and Rogue pulled back so hard that she fell off of the bed.
Lance looked at her in shock. Rogue sat breathing heavily, she didn't know what to do.
'Get out of heya!' Her brain offered, and Rogue accepted the advice. She stood up and mumbled, "Ah'll see ya later." Before running out of the room.
Lance watched her leave. He couldn't believe it was back to this again. She still was freaked out by intimacy. But at least now she had no defense against him.
'One way or another, Rogue.' He thought, 'You will let me in.'
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Sorry it took so long! My computer went down and I couldn't get online! But bright side, I've got loads more Kietro's planned for after this and once I finish the other two!.
