Disclaimer: If Marvel and WB got money for every disclaimer they get, they'd have a helluva lot of money, wouldn't they? Wow. Yeah, yeah, I know that I have to say it. I don't own anything.
Chapter 1
It was a rather cloudy day. I hated cloudy days; they made me feel so incomplete. Being at school didn't help my situation any. I was hated these days. You see that kid on the corner of the school grounds, the one that's about to get the shit beaten out of him? That's me. Those three big guys want to hurt me because I'm a mutant. Actually they want me dead, because they assume I'm a mutant for living at the Xavier Institute. We'd recently been outed for who we really were.
I tried to stay calm as the guys cornered me. I knew some of the others had been cornered before, but this was my first time. I knew that I wasn't supposed to use my powers on school grounds. The guy in the lead threw a punch. I threw my hands up to block, but it was too late. He connected with my eye; I hit the ground hard. I wanted to run, but they had me trapped.
"Come on, mutie," he growled. "Get up."
I grunted and climbed to my feet. Suddenly a glowing playing card flew in between us. I recognized it immediately and took a few quick steps back. The card blew up and Remy stepped out of the shadows.
"Mind if I even de odds?" he asked in his Cajun accent.
The boys exchanges glances before shrugging and leaving. I touched my eye gingerly; it wasn't bleeding. Remy watched the boys for a moment before turning to me. "Y' okay, gamin?"
Remy was the only person, besides John, that I let call me 'kid'. There was no stopping John and we'd learned the hard way that Remy couldn't pronounce 'Roberto'. "Yeah, I think so. Thanks, Remy."
"I was just comin' to see y'," he smiled and tossed me a key attached to a slip of paper: hand-written directions. "We're in town for a few weeks. Figured y' could surprise John."
I gave in to a small laugh. "Sure. I'd better go now. Class starts" -I checked my watch- "in a minute."
"Take care, gamin," he told me.
I nodded, "John'll kill me if I don't. See ya." Then I turned and sprinted across the lawn. I did not want to be caught in the halls after the crowd was gone. It was too dangerous for any of us Xavier kids to be caught alone. I made it safely to my next class just before the bell rang.
I tuned out the teacher. I was too anxious to go see John the first chance I got. I hadn't seen him in far too long. I doodled aimlessly. It sucked to have a lover on the enemy side. Besides trying to sneak around, we were rarely in the same place at the same time. It totally sucked. Of course it also meant that our meetings were very active to make up for the lost time.
Much too later, I caught up with Bobby, Sam, and Ray and headed back to the Institute. They were talking about their weekend plans even though it was only Thursday; my head was still in the clouds. I suppose I was acting kind of weird, but the guys didn't seem to notice. We got back to the Institute and hurried to check the danger room schedule in the kitchen, not that we weren't headed there for food too.
"We get the night off?" Bobby asked, a mischievous gleam all ready appearing in his eyes.
"Scott and Jean are probably going out," Ray supplied with a grin.
I shook my head at their antics. Of course, I was excited too. This meant I could go see John tonight. I didn't have to wait for the weekend. Logan walked into the room as the other three left. He settled into a chair and raised an eyebrow, "Acolytes in town?"
I nodded. "How'd you know?"
"Ya smell like the Cajun. Ya gonna go see them tonight?"
I shrugged and fingered the key in my pocket, "One of them. Do you think the Professor knows about us?"
He hesitated, "I think he'd be a pretty lousy telepath if he didn't. Now what happened to yer eye, Olive?"
He called me olive because of my skin tone. It didn't bother me. I mean, at least it wasn't kid or boy. I touched my eye again and cursed. Logan just looked at me and waited an answer. "I, uh . . . I got cornered on the school grounds. Remy saved me."
I avoided his gaze as he tossed that thought around. "Have to talk to Chuck about it. Ya didn't light up, did ya?"
I shook my head, "It's been cloudy all day."
"Be careful tonight and be home by 10. There's school tomorrow"
"I will." I headed toward the door but turned at the last second. "Logan, why do we have the night off?"
He snorted, "One-Eye and Red wanna go out. Elf does too."
"Oh."
"Hey, Olive, watch the overcasts. 'Ro is leaving in the morning."
I nodded and left. Logan was really protective of me when no one else was around. It was odd at first, but I'd gotten used to it now and it was good to be able to talk to someone about John. Plus he always had my back when the other boys were off trying to win Amara or Tabby's affection.
I headed to my room to get ready for my rendez-vous with my lover. This was going to be a long night, but it was more than worth it.
Remy's directions were amazingly accurate. I had no trouble finding the hotel. It was one of those temporary home hotels where each "room" had a kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and living room. I glanced at the key and then the door. This was it. John was on the other side of this door. I slid the key into the lock and turned it. The door opened easily. I stepped in and shut the door behind me. "John?"
"On the couch," came a muffled reply. I walked over to the couch. John looked up at me as I settled on the cushion by his feet. "Hey, kid. I wasn't expecting you."
"I know," I replied, giving him a quick kiss, "but Remy gave me a key and I have the evening off . . ."
"Oh really?" he sat up and pulled me against him. "Too bad it's today though. I'm all ready tired."
I settled even closer to him, "You could just lay back and let me take control tonight."
He snorted, "I'm not the passive type and I don't see you as much of a dom."
"Never had a chance to see if I was," I admitted looking up at him slyly.
"Oh no you don't, kiddo. You're probably a tease."
I put on my best pout. He shook his head and petted my hair. I sighed in contentment and settled down.
"You're so easy," he grinned.
I stuck out my tongue, "You wish."
"Don't stick that thing out if you don't plan to use it, Sunny."
I flinched at my pet name. "I thought you were too tired."
"I've just been through too much training, but I could use a distraction. Just don't go too far and I don't think I'll pass out."
"Mmmm." I was all ready trailing kisses down his neck. John snorted and leaned back. I continued down his sweaty torso, gaining a little speed. I heard his moan of approval as I reached his abs. I dipped my tongue into his navel. This was really fun. Suddenly John grabbed my hair and guided me back up to his face. I looked at him as innocently as I could.
"That's as far down as you're going tonight," he whispered huskily.
"But-"
"No buts; you can't change my mind."
I sighed in frustration. He laughed and pulled me in for a kiss. I relented to him. He pulled back a bit. I turned away from him and settled on his lap. He pushed my head to the right and kissed down my neck.
"Shirt?" he pressed.
I whipped it off and threw it toward the door. He resumed his task. I felt his teeth graze my shoulder blade and stiffened slightly. John rubbed a hand over my side. I relaxed as he'd hoped. Then I felt his teeth sink into my shoulder. I yelped, more in surprise than pain. He let go. I rotated to straddle his hips and look at him. He just smiled.
"Afraid I'll go after someone else?" I asked.
"I am possessive," he reminded me while soothing the bite with his tongue.
I growled, "No, you're a sadist."
He shrugged. I shot him a mock glare. He kissed the tip of my nose and petted me some more. I gave in and settled against him again. He smirked.
"Easy," he taunted.
"Am not," I shot back.
He kissed the spot behind my ear, his spot. "Whatever you say.
I gently placed my lips on his. "You're one to talk, Sparky."
"Sparky, eh?" He pulled me into the kiss.
I pulled back a little bit. "Yup."
He snorted, "What kind of name is that?"
"One you apparently don't like, Sparky."
He tightly wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked at him curiously. John just kissed my temple in reassurance. I rubbed my cheek against his jaw lovingly. He chuckled. "You're sweet like this."
"When I've been deprived of you for so long?"
"And are completely at my mercy," he added, nipping at my jaw for emphasis. I looked up at him with wide eyes. He slid one of his hands down to cup my ass. I squirmed but knew it was a lost battle.
"You seem to have your energy back up," I observed, suggestively. He just smiled and drew me in for another kiss.
TBC