Out and About
By V.Valentine
A/N: My thanks to everyone that's reviewed my story so far. Emma and Vincent get more personal this time around, and who knows, I might throw in a couple of lemony elements. And of course...there is that threat from Japan. ^_^ As always, the same stuff applies. No need to bore everyone. Now on to the story!
The sun gently rose over the hills of Bayville, as golden light lightly covered the landscape in a blanketing fashion. Birds began to chirp, and the signs of a new day were rapidly becoming evident. And as the sun gently shone down on the Institute, light softly filled all the rooms, causing Emma to roll over and wrap her arms around Vincent's chest, hiding her face in Vincent's back, not wanting to wake up just yet. Vincent gently opened one eye and looked around, looking to the alarm clock, and deciding that it was entirely too early to be up just yet.
Unfortunately, Kitty had other plans...
Kitty came whistling down the hall, still in her pajamas as she stopped at Emma's room and lightly knocked on the door. Not getting an answer, she phased herself through the wooden barrier, and sleepily rubbed her eyes. She gently stubbed her toe on a shoe as she walked over to Emma's bed, letting out a soft protest of pain when she moved to pick up the shoe. She looked to it, a black dress shoe, and thought it was really odd considering Emma's mostly white apparel. Then she looked to the floor to find other clothes thrown everywhere, leading to the bed like a makeshift trail. And then she saw Vincent and Emma sleeping in each other's arms, to which her eyes widened to about the size of dinner plates.
"OH MY GOSH!" Kitty exclaimed, as both Emma and Vincent were immediately awake at that, Vincent leaping out of bed grabbing Death Penalty from the nightstand, and swiftly taking a defensive position looking for any threats. As he looked to Kitty just standing there in front of him, and he in his current state of undress, he quickly ran back behind one of the curtains and hid himself behind one of the drapes. Emma looked to all of this, and gently wrapped herself up in one of the sheets on her bed. "Kitty, what on Earth is the problem that requires you waking me up like that?" Emma asked softly, knowing that a headache from all of this was going to be inevitable. Kitty looked to her and then to Vincent, who was promptly turning a bright shade of red from embarrassment as he just gently nodded a greeting.
"Well, I came in to see if you were coming down to Breakfast with the others, and like I come in, and I find you and Vincent sleeping together." Kitty said as a big huge grin appeared on her face. "Wait! That means that you and Vincent had sex last night! I thought Scott and Jean were the only ones. The usually go into the boathouse to do it, but now other people are doing it too! This is so cool!" Kitty exclaimed as she rushed over to Emma in her bed. "You got to tell me details now! I want to know like everything!" Kitty pleaded as Emma gently raised a eyebrow to her as she moved to psychically bring her robe over to her. "Kitty, you would most assuredly be the last person I tell about any of my pleasures, with your reputation as the school gossip. So you won't be getting any details from...Wait...Scott and Jean in the boathouse?" Emma questioned with a small smile as Kitty nodded. "Bobby has pictures. Future blackmail opportunities." Kitty confirmed as Emma gave out a small laugh. "We'll talk later." Emma said simply as then everybody in the room turned to see several other people, including Logan and Ororo come bursting in, some with mutant powers already going in case of a threat.
And then all of then looked to Kitty and then Emma, and then Vincent still back behind the curtain, looking to all of them wondering if he should just shoot himself now, and save him the trouble of the backlash of everybody finding out what happened. Storm was the first one to speak up. "What is going on here?" She gently asked, as Kitty looked to her. "I came in to wake Emma up for Breakfast, and then found her and Vincent sleeping together, and then that's when you all came in." Kitty explained rationally, as Vincent just gently turned and banged his head gently on the wall. Emma looked to him and smiled, the embarrassment was high in his mind, but what happened last night was still in his mind, in several good ways. She hadn't given him enough credit, he had plenty of imagination. Storm gently placed it all together, as she looked to everyone. "All everyone, go back downstairs for Breakfast. Nothing to see here." Storm gently commanded as everyone turned to look and nod, and then moved to follow Storm out of Emma's bedroom. Kitty looked to Emma and Vincent, winking slightly, before phasing out of the room completely and heading downstairs as well. Vincent sighed and looked to Emma, coming back out from behind the curtain. "Well then, now that all of Western Civilization knows about last night, I think it's time for breakfast." He said, trying to regain some composure on the situation. Looking around, he then looked back to Emma. "Have you seen my pants?" Vincent questioned slightly.
About a half an hour later, both Emma and Vincent came down to join everyone for Breakfast as most of the students looked to the two of them and applauded. But a quick glare from Logan shut them up quickly, and for once, Vincent was thankful to have Logan step in on a situation. Emma lowered her head, but was still smirking, as Vincent quickly grabbed a plate of food, and moved to the back of the room to avoid being seen much. Emma looked to him and smiled. ~Didn't you enjoy yourself last night, Vincent? ~ Emma questioned psychically from across the room as Vincent looked to her. ~You know I did. But now everyone knows. I'd like to believe that there are some aspects of my life that aren't open for viewing. ~ Vincent responded as Jean looked between the two of them. Jean then focused on Emma and opened up a mental link. ~So it's true then? ~Jean asked Emma as she looked back to Jean. ~Very much so. Several times in fact. But I applaud you and Scott about the boathouse location. ~ Emma shot back at Jean, which caused Jean to turn a furious shade of pink as Scott looked to them all from his bowl of Wheaties. "What?" He questioned simply, as Emma was holding back a laugh, and Jean was hiding her face gently.
As everyone exited the table from Breakfast, Emma pulled Vincent aside, lightly wrapping her arms around his waist. "Don't tell me you're going into the Danger Room and running through another program." Emma said as she put on a mock out as Vincent looked to her. "I guess I'm not now. What did you have in mind?" Vincent asked as Emma looked to him with a devilish smirk. "You don't want to be here for our times, fine." She stated as she turned to write something down on a sheet of paper and then hand it to him as she was finished writing. "Meet me at this address tonight. I'll make it worth your while." She said with a smile and quick kiss to Vincent's lips as she released him to Vincent just looking to her, and then the address that she had left in his hands. He truly wondered what she had in store for him as he just shook his head and proceeded to head back to his room. Ashe closed the door to his room when he entered, Chaos immediately appeared in the mirror. "Do you have any idea how amazingly sickening last night was to me?" Chaos asked as Vincent sighed, looking to him. "No, but I get the feeling that you're going to tell me anyways." Vincent responded wearily as he sat down on his bed.
"Shut Up, Valentine. We're sharing that body of yours, and for me to have to go through that was uncalled for. Mortals......disgusting." Chaos sighed, an obvious look of disgust on his features. Vincent smirked as he looked to the mirror. "Well then you may want to find something else to occupy your time than think about that, because from what it looks like it's going to happen again tonight." Vincent said, holding up the slip of paper that Emma had given him. "Oh good. Another night with the she-cat from hell itself. How wonderful. And here I thought you were a warrior." Chaos stated as Vincent looked back to him angrily. "And here I thought I was trying to be like everyone else instead of the freak that Hojo turned me into. It sucks that you're stuck with me, and I sympathize, but right now I'm interested in finding my own life, and not being the weapon that I was supposedly designed to be." Vincent responded as he looked to himself next to Chaos's reflection in the mirror. "And look at me, I'm busy talking to myself in a mirror. How messed up is that?" Vincent questioned to himself as Chaos sighed gently shaking his head. "Then I'm going to tell you about something I felt last night while you and Emma were busy mating. Something is coming. Something big. And you need to be ready for it." Chaos warned as Vincent looked to him.
"Any more details?" Vincent asked as Chaos shook his head. "None, other than what I felt. I just know what I felt. It was bad." Chaos stated simply as Vincent nodded. "Well, since I'm going out tonight maybe I can find out something. A report on the news, something." Vincent stated as Chaos nodded, then slowly disappeared from the mirror, as his eyes flashed crimson. Seeing as how he would have to meet Emma soon, he moved to grab his jacket and head out of his room. Heading into town, he looked to the address that Emma had given him, and followed it all the way to show up at the fanciest hotel in Bayville, the Crown Plaza. Vincent whistled slightly as he looked up to the floors of the hotel as he walked in the front door. He moved up to the reception desk as the front desk agent smiled to him. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Emma Frost." Vincent said softly, as the front desk agent hastily nodded and pointed to the elevator at the end of the hall. "She's in the Penthouse Suite. Top floor, can't miss it." The agent informed Vincent as he nodded slightly, moving over to the elevator. Getting in as soon as it came down, Vincent pressed the button for the top floor and waited patiently as it slowly rose to the top floor. As soon as the door opened, Vincent stepped out and walked to the only other door on the floor, where he saw a note waiting for him on the door.
Vincent removed the note from the door as he read it. "Vincent....I hope you're ready for me. Love, Emma." Vincent read aloud, as he moved to walk into the suite as he closed the door behind him, locking it. He looked around to see a clear trail of white rose petals leading him into the bathroom area. Vincent had to smirk at this; Emma had used her resources to set this up for the two of them. Removing his jacket from his body, he moved into the bathroom and looked to see no lights at all on in the room, but just soft candlelight and a full tub of water waiting for him in a tub clearly made for two people. He walked into the bathroom a little further, seeing that a stereo was playing in the background and soft classical music was coming from it, the same kind that they had waltzed to the previous night. Vincent let out a soft laugh, and was too busy to notice Emma leaning on the entrance to the bathroom, wearing nothing but a short white silk robe. Vincent turned around to look to her and gasped slightly, as she smiled and walked over to him. She practically tore the shirt from his body, and hastily removed the pants that were on his legs. Taking off the boxers that he was wearing, she gently pushed him into the tub, and made him face her as she looked to him.
Very slowly, she removed the silk tie to her robe, letting it fall onto the floor with hapless care. She gently turned away from him as slowly exposed one shoulder, and then the other, then slowly turned back to face Vincent. She let the robe fall all the way down to the ground, standing there nude in front of him. She gently moved into the tub, and sided up next to him, reaching for a bottle of the oils and the suds, pouring them into the tub, as Vincent looked to her. "Emma, I'm flattered. I don't deserve any of this. You shouldn't have gone to all the trouble." Vincent said with a coy smile, as Emma smirked looking to him. "You have to understand something, Vincent, darling. Those that cross me are sure never to cross me again. But those that please me never regret it for the rest of their life. And you please me in more ways than you could know. Thus, you deserve everything." Emma responded with a smile, lightly taking his hands into hers, after she was done with the oils, and lightly guiding his hands with hers along the curves of her body, moving over her supple breasts lightly. Emma gasped slightly as she felt his touch on her flawless ivory skin as his hazel eyes looked to her chine blue orbs. "I already have everything I need in you." Vincent said with a soft smile as his lips met with hers, and they did not leave that place for quite some time.
Meanwhile....
The shipping frigate, Yokozuna, sat silently in Tokyo's port. Several workers were busy removing things from the docks and putting it on the boat to be shipped over to the United States. One of the crew hands thankfully dropped his load onto the floor of the cargo hold from his arms. Reaching up to wipe the sweat from his brow, he looked to the very back of the cargo compartment to see a stray dog looking back to him, cowering in a corner. He cautiously moved towards the dog, the dog trying to back up more as he approached, but not finding anywhere else to go. Foam started to form on the dog's lips as he cautiously barked at the man approaching it.
But still, the worker approached the dog, and picked it up in his arms, gently petting it. But as quickly as he did, a scream rang out in the cargo hold as a gray tentacle shot out of the dog's mouth and wrapped around the man's arm. Another tentacle shot out again, this time filling the worker's mouth, cutting off his screaming ability, and entering him from the outside. As soon as that was done, the dog dropped to the ground lifeless, as a red glow formed around the worker's eyes, as he moved back to above the ship, almost if in a trance.
By V.Valentine
A/N: My thanks to everyone that's reviewed my story so far. Emma and Vincent get more personal this time around, and who knows, I might throw in a couple of lemony elements. And of course...there is that threat from Japan. ^_^ As always, the same stuff applies. No need to bore everyone. Now on to the story!
The sun gently rose over the hills of Bayville, as golden light lightly covered the landscape in a blanketing fashion. Birds began to chirp, and the signs of a new day were rapidly becoming evident. And as the sun gently shone down on the Institute, light softly filled all the rooms, causing Emma to roll over and wrap her arms around Vincent's chest, hiding her face in Vincent's back, not wanting to wake up just yet. Vincent gently opened one eye and looked around, looking to the alarm clock, and deciding that it was entirely too early to be up just yet.
Unfortunately, Kitty had other plans...
Kitty came whistling down the hall, still in her pajamas as she stopped at Emma's room and lightly knocked on the door. Not getting an answer, she phased herself through the wooden barrier, and sleepily rubbed her eyes. She gently stubbed her toe on a shoe as she walked over to Emma's bed, letting out a soft protest of pain when she moved to pick up the shoe. She looked to it, a black dress shoe, and thought it was really odd considering Emma's mostly white apparel. Then she looked to the floor to find other clothes thrown everywhere, leading to the bed like a makeshift trail. And then she saw Vincent and Emma sleeping in each other's arms, to which her eyes widened to about the size of dinner plates.
"OH MY GOSH!" Kitty exclaimed, as both Emma and Vincent were immediately awake at that, Vincent leaping out of bed grabbing Death Penalty from the nightstand, and swiftly taking a defensive position looking for any threats. As he looked to Kitty just standing there in front of him, and he in his current state of undress, he quickly ran back behind one of the curtains and hid himself behind one of the drapes. Emma looked to all of this, and gently wrapped herself up in one of the sheets on her bed. "Kitty, what on Earth is the problem that requires you waking me up like that?" Emma asked softly, knowing that a headache from all of this was going to be inevitable. Kitty looked to her and then to Vincent, who was promptly turning a bright shade of red from embarrassment as he just gently nodded a greeting.
"Well, I came in to see if you were coming down to Breakfast with the others, and like I come in, and I find you and Vincent sleeping together." Kitty said as a big huge grin appeared on her face. "Wait! That means that you and Vincent had sex last night! I thought Scott and Jean were the only ones. The usually go into the boathouse to do it, but now other people are doing it too! This is so cool!" Kitty exclaimed as she rushed over to Emma in her bed. "You got to tell me details now! I want to know like everything!" Kitty pleaded as Emma gently raised a eyebrow to her as she moved to psychically bring her robe over to her. "Kitty, you would most assuredly be the last person I tell about any of my pleasures, with your reputation as the school gossip. So you won't be getting any details from...Wait...Scott and Jean in the boathouse?" Emma questioned with a small smile as Kitty nodded. "Bobby has pictures. Future blackmail opportunities." Kitty confirmed as Emma gave out a small laugh. "We'll talk later." Emma said simply as then everybody in the room turned to see several other people, including Logan and Ororo come bursting in, some with mutant powers already going in case of a threat.
And then all of then looked to Kitty and then Emma, and then Vincent still back behind the curtain, looking to all of them wondering if he should just shoot himself now, and save him the trouble of the backlash of everybody finding out what happened. Storm was the first one to speak up. "What is going on here?" She gently asked, as Kitty looked to her. "I came in to wake Emma up for Breakfast, and then found her and Vincent sleeping together, and then that's when you all came in." Kitty explained rationally, as Vincent just gently turned and banged his head gently on the wall. Emma looked to him and smiled, the embarrassment was high in his mind, but what happened last night was still in his mind, in several good ways. She hadn't given him enough credit, he had plenty of imagination. Storm gently placed it all together, as she looked to everyone. "All everyone, go back downstairs for Breakfast. Nothing to see here." Storm gently commanded as everyone turned to look and nod, and then moved to follow Storm out of Emma's bedroom. Kitty looked to Emma and Vincent, winking slightly, before phasing out of the room completely and heading downstairs as well. Vincent sighed and looked to Emma, coming back out from behind the curtain. "Well then, now that all of Western Civilization knows about last night, I think it's time for breakfast." He said, trying to regain some composure on the situation. Looking around, he then looked back to Emma. "Have you seen my pants?" Vincent questioned slightly.
About a half an hour later, both Emma and Vincent came down to join everyone for Breakfast as most of the students looked to the two of them and applauded. But a quick glare from Logan shut them up quickly, and for once, Vincent was thankful to have Logan step in on a situation. Emma lowered her head, but was still smirking, as Vincent quickly grabbed a plate of food, and moved to the back of the room to avoid being seen much. Emma looked to him and smiled. ~Didn't you enjoy yourself last night, Vincent? ~ Emma questioned psychically from across the room as Vincent looked to her. ~You know I did. But now everyone knows. I'd like to believe that there are some aspects of my life that aren't open for viewing. ~ Vincent responded as Jean looked between the two of them. Jean then focused on Emma and opened up a mental link. ~So it's true then? ~Jean asked Emma as she looked back to Jean. ~Very much so. Several times in fact. But I applaud you and Scott about the boathouse location. ~ Emma shot back at Jean, which caused Jean to turn a furious shade of pink as Scott looked to them all from his bowl of Wheaties. "What?" He questioned simply, as Emma was holding back a laugh, and Jean was hiding her face gently.
As everyone exited the table from Breakfast, Emma pulled Vincent aside, lightly wrapping her arms around his waist. "Don't tell me you're going into the Danger Room and running through another program." Emma said as she put on a mock out as Vincent looked to her. "I guess I'm not now. What did you have in mind?" Vincent asked as Emma looked to him with a devilish smirk. "You don't want to be here for our times, fine." She stated as she turned to write something down on a sheet of paper and then hand it to him as she was finished writing. "Meet me at this address tonight. I'll make it worth your while." She said with a smile and quick kiss to Vincent's lips as she released him to Vincent just looking to her, and then the address that she had left in his hands. He truly wondered what she had in store for him as he just shook his head and proceeded to head back to his room. Ashe closed the door to his room when he entered, Chaos immediately appeared in the mirror. "Do you have any idea how amazingly sickening last night was to me?" Chaos asked as Vincent sighed, looking to him. "No, but I get the feeling that you're going to tell me anyways." Vincent responded wearily as he sat down on his bed.
"Shut Up, Valentine. We're sharing that body of yours, and for me to have to go through that was uncalled for. Mortals......disgusting." Chaos sighed, an obvious look of disgust on his features. Vincent smirked as he looked to the mirror. "Well then you may want to find something else to occupy your time than think about that, because from what it looks like it's going to happen again tonight." Vincent said, holding up the slip of paper that Emma had given him. "Oh good. Another night with the she-cat from hell itself. How wonderful. And here I thought you were a warrior." Chaos stated as Vincent looked back to him angrily. "And here I thought I was trying to be like everyone else instead of the freak that Hojo turned me into. It sucks that you're stuck with me, and I sympathize, but right now I'm interested in finding my own life, and not being the weapon that I was supposedly designed to be." Vincent responded as he looked to himself next to Chaos's reflection in the mirror. "And look at me, I'm busy talking to myself in a mirror. How messed up is that?" Vincent questioned to himself as Chaos sighed gently shaking his head. "Then I'm going to tell you about something I felt last night while you and Emma were busy mating. Something is coming. Something big. And you need to be ready for it." Chaos warned as Vincent looked to him.
"Any more details?" Vincent asked as Chaos shook his head. "None, other than what I felt. I just know what I felt. It was bad." Chaos stated simply as Vincent nodded. "Well, since I'm going out tonight maybe I can find out something. A report on the news, something." Vincent stated as Chaos nodded, then slowly disappeared from the mirror, as his eyes flashed crimson. Seeing as how he would have to meet Emma soon, he moved to grab his jacket and head out of his room. Heading into town, he looked to the address that Emma had given him, and followed it all the way to show up at the fanciest hotel in Bayville, the Crown Plaza. Vincent whistled slightly as he looked up to the floors of the hotel as he walked in the front door. He moved up to the reception desk as the front desk agent smiled to him. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Emma Frost." Vincent said softly, as the front desk agent hastily nodded and pointed to the elevator at the end of the hall. "She's in the Penthouse Suite. Top floor, can't miss it." The agent informed Vincent as he nodded slightly, moving over to the elevator. Getting in as soon as it came down, Vincent pressed the button for the top floor and waited patiently as it slowly rose to the top floor. As soon as the door opened, Vincent stepped out and walked to the only other door on the floor, where he saw a note waiting for him on the door.
Vincent removed the note from the door as he read it. "Vincent....I hope you're ready for me. Love, Emma." Vincent read aloud, as he moved to walk into the suite as he closed the door behind him, locking it. He looked around to see a clear trail of white rose petals leading him into the bathroom area. Vincent had to smirk at this; Emma had used her resources to set this up for the two of them. Removing his jacket from his body, he moved into the bathroom and looked to see no lights at all on in the room, but just soft candlelight and a full tub of water waiting for him in a tub clearly made for two people. He walked into the bathroom a little further, seeing that a stereo was playing in the background and soft classical music was coming from it, the same kind that they had waltzed to the previous night. Vincent let out a soft laugh, and was too busy to notice Emma leaning on the entrance to the bathroom, wearing nothing but a short white silk robe. Vincent turned around to look to her and gasped slightly, as she smiled and walked over to him. She practically tore the shirt from his body, and hastily removed the pants that were on his legs. Taking off the boxers that he was wearing, she gently pushed him into the tub, and made him face her as she looked to him.
Very slowly, she removed the silk tie to her robe, letting it fall onto the floor with hapless care. She gently turned away from him as slowly exposed one shoulder, and then the other, then slowly turned back to face Vincent. She let the robe fall all the way down to the ground, standing there nude in front of him. She gently moved into the tub, and sided up next to him, reaching for a bottle of the oils and the suds, pouring them into the tub, as Vincent looked to her. "Emma, I'm flattered. I don't deserve any of this. You shouldn't have gone to all the trouble." Vincent said with a coy smile, as Emma smirked looking to him. "You have to understand something, Vincent, darling. Those that cross me are sure never to cross me again. But those that please me never regret it for the rest of their life. And you please me in more ways than you could know. Thus, you deserve everything." Emma responded with a smile, lightly taking his hands into hers, after she was done with the oils, and lightly guiding his hands with hers along the curves of her body, moving over her supple breasts lightly. Emma gasped slightly as she felt his touch on her flawless ivory skin as his hazel eyes looked to her chine blue orbs. "I already have everything I need in you." Vincent said with a soft smile as his lips met with hers, and they did not leave that place for quite some time.
Meanwhile....
The shipping frigate, Yokozuna, sat silently in Tokyo's port. Several workers were busy removing things from the docks and putting it on the boat to be shipped over to the United States. One of the crew hands thankfully dropped his load onto the floor of the cargo hold from his arms. Reaching up to wipe the sweat from his brow, he looked to the very back of the cargo compartment to see a stray dog looking back to him, cowering in a corner. He cautiously moved towards the dog, the dog trying to back up more as he approached, but not finding anywhere else to go. Foam started to form on the dog's lips as he cautiously barked at the man approaching it.
But still, the worker approached the dog, and picked it up in his arms, gently petting it. But as quickly as he did, a scream rang out in the cargo hold as a gray tentacle shot out of the dog's mouth and wrapped around the man's arm. Another tentacle shot out again, this time filling the worker's mouth, cutting off his screaming ability, and entering him from the outside. As soon as that was done, the dog dropped to the ground lifeless, as a red glow formed around the worker's eyes, as he moved back to above the ship, almost if in a trance.