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She was on her own.
Every time Rogue used one of her possessed powers, it was from her own awareness. Saying that she barely broke a sweat would be the understatement of the year, with her heart pounding against her chest, her breaths coming out in short rapid gasps and beads of sweats popping out around her forehead.
Three paintballs came whipping at her from behind. She barely teleported in time, and bamf'd into the air next to a laser, phased her arm through it as she levitated herself to the ground. The second her feet touched the ground; the ground began to shake, warning her that she had completed one level and was going on to the next. Before she knew it, several lasers had ejected out from the ceiling, getting ready to aim and fire.
Someone up there hates me. She thought as she blew strands of hair out from her face and glanced up at the control room before dashing off. It had to be true, seeing as she was the only one with a training session that morning. Rogue prayed that it didn't mean she was planned to run that session all morning, because if it did, someone would be in trouble. She could bamf into the control room, absorb the people in there and leave. Of course they record every session from the control room, but that was the least of her worries. Concentrate on the session, Rogue. You'll get your revenge later. She slipped out a card that was placed between her waist and belt. Before her sessions, she would usually take off her gloves for this reason. Rogue charged the card up and flung it at the laser that had just nearly blasted off her heel.
Suddenly, she ran into a flat, hard surface. It took her half a minute to realize a wall had shot up from the ground. She then twirled around to see a laser beam coming at her. Closing her eyes tightly, she decided that the training session was over and bamf'd out of the danger room.
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"You can't just leave training
sessions like that." Cyclops bellowed at Rogue who was sitting on the ground,
with her back flat up against the wall.
She simply ignored her "team leader" who was standing there, scolding her and lecturing her on this and that, so she found interest in her fingernails. A frown came upon her face when she realized she had broken a nail. Oh well. She shrugged it off. I'm usually always wearing gloves so it's not like it matters.
"Are you listening to me?" Cyclops demanded to know, staring down at her. He wasn't exactly thrilled about having a teammate ending their session for no reason. It was the Professor who suggested the extra sessions for Rogue, knowing they would help her gain control over her powers, and so that she would be more comfortable in battle with using them.
No. "Of course." She muttered without looking up at him. I wonder what he has shoved up his ass? A stick would be too small.. Perhaps Jean..
"I don't think you are. You're a part of this team, Rogue. Start acting like it."
"And you're not the boss of me so stop acting like it." She spat at him as she got to her feet. "I have my own free will, Scott. You can't make me do whatever the hell I don't want to." She slipped on her gloves and looked up at him. "Especially since I can easily get out of it." To prove her point, she bamf'd from in front of him to behind him and poked his shoulder. "Don't mess with me and don't threaten me."
"I—" He turned around, his face flushed with anger but right as he turned around she was phasing down through the floor. "Well." He scoffed. "Someone is in a bad mood."
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"Puh-ee-oh-tar.." Pyro called, mispronouncing the Russian's name. He let himself in the institute, smiling to himself.
"How'd you get in here?" Amara was standing on the last stair of the staircase, making a face at him.
"Door." With his thumb, he pointed behind him and then flashed her a lopsided grin. "Do you people always leave the front door unlocked? That's just asking for uninvited guests."
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Like you?"
"I'm always invited."
"Just not put up with."
"Aye! That's comin' from a girl who gave me a lighter!" He proudly took out the lighter. "I cherish it like it was my own son!"
Amara just stared out into space, wondering what it would be like if Pyro actually was a father. She shuddered at the thought. C'mon, don't you just want to shudder at the thought?
"So, where's my darlin'?" Pyro asked, putting his lighter back in his pocket.
Amara became flushed. "Who?"
"Colossus..."
"Upstairs." She said, feeling uncertain of herself. "I didn't know you two were.." She coughed, "You know.."
He shook his head. "No, I don't." Then he realized it. "Oh! You think my mate, Colossus, is my lover!" Pyro just laughed at that. Actually, he suddenly was unable to talk, or even breathe, because he couldn't stop laughing. His face became as red as his hair, which was actually orange and red, but we'll just over look that. Then, all of a sudden, he just stopped laughing and his face became serious. "Nope, Sheila. We're just really good friends." With a satisfied smile, and a wink, he frolicked away, up the stairs.
***
"Scott is, like, totally fluming
over that training session." Kitty sat on Rogue's bed, brushing her own hair.
"He'll soon forget about it and pop a Valium." Rogue mumbled from inside the closet. She sat in there, going through old shoeboxes that were full of papers.
"You really bruised his pride." Shadowcat laughed lightly as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. "He's not used to us talking back, or threatening him for that matter." She only got a soft 'Mmhmn' from Rogue. "So, do you think I should cut my hair? Or dye it?"
Rogue poked her head out, and made a face. "Why would you want to do that?"
"It's just so plain." She flipped the long tail of brunette hair behind her shoulder. "Maybe I should bleach my bangs, like yours."
"Don't copy the original." Rogue warned as she continued to look through another shoebox. "Plus, that wouldn't look right in your hair. You're destined to be a plain brunette. So, why don't you cut your hair?"
"I will if you will."
"Hell no."
"Aw, c'mon!" She fell of the bed and sat crossed legged across from the closet. "Why don't you get white streaks everywhere? Or dye your whole head auburn and then get white streaks?"
"Or not."
"Why not?"
"I like my hair the way it is." Rogue leaned out of the closet, grabbed the knob of the door and slammed it shut. "Leave me and my hair alone, Kit."
Kitty crawled over and opened the door. "C'mon Rogue, lets get something radical done!"
Using TK, Rogue slammed shut the closet door. "I am not gettin' anything done with someone who uses the word 'radical.'"
"Uh, Rogue?"
"Yeah?" Came the muffled reply.
"How do you plan on finding something in the dark?"
"Shut up."
***
It was right before dinner when Kitty had suggested a trip to the mall. Pyro eagerly agreed, along with Colossus who was hesitated but agreed. The second Amara heard mall, she was already out in the van, honking for them to hurry up. Rogue on the other hand..
"Absolutely not." Rogue liked the mall, so she had nothing against going to the mall part. She just didn't want to go with, well, them.
"Please." Kitty pouted with big, round glossy eyes. "For me, Rogue. Puh-lease." She fell to her knees. "Just for a few hours—please."
"Yeah, Roguey-poo. Please." Pyro grinned from the doorway of their room. "You know you want to so stop bein' difficult and lets go."
"I ain't goin'."
"Fine!" Kitty declared getting to her feet. "Don't come with us Rogue. You can just stay here with Ray."
"That's cold, Kit. That's real cold."
"So, are you coming?" The younger female asked with wide, hopeful eyes. She stuck out her bottom lip.
A loud sigh was heard from Pyro, who had no patience and wanted to go. "Can we go now?" He whined, hitting the side of his head off the white doorframe.
"Rogue, if you go, I'll.." Kitty bit down on her lower lip. "Be your slave for twenty-four hours."
Pyro elbowed Piotr who was standing behind him. "Sounds kinky, huh?"
Rogue thought about that, and sighed. "Fine, I'll go. But ya have to do me a favor later."
"A favor?" Kitty asked, laughing as she grabbed Rogue's arm. "Sure thing! Now come on, lets go!"
***
"I didn't come here to walk
around." Amara proclaimed crossing her arms. "I came here to shop."
"Well—" Kitty pulled her waist long hair out of the ponytail it was in. "I was thinking about getting something done with my hair—and so was Rogue."
"Oh no, Rogue wasn't." The Southerner snapped, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears.
"C'mon mate—" Pyro tugged on Piotr's shirt. "Lets go set a few Aero and such stores on fire."
"Comrade—"
"No way!" Rogue grabbed Pyro's arm and looked sternly at Kitty. "You better keep your eyes on this one, Kit. I ain't babysittin' 'im."
"Rogue." The Valley girl whined, stomping her foot. "I'm not dragging him around with me."
"You invited him."
Amara glanced down at her watch. "Come on. We don't have all day."
Rogue let go of Pyro, who was trying to bite her arm so she would release him, and walked over to Amara. "Amara and I have some business to do—"
"We do?"
"Yes." She said sharply, and elbowed her.
"Oh! Right. Business to do."
"Yeah, so we'll meet y'all here in two hours!" Rogue said, and before Kitty could complain, she walked off, dragging Amara behind her.
"How rude!" Kitty mumbled, scrunching up her forehead. "C'mon boys, we have stuff to do too."
"Puh-ee-oh-tar?"
"Yes St. John?"
"It was nice knowing you." He said as Kitty dragged them in the direction of a unisex hair salon.
***
"So, what business do we have to attend?" Amara asked, stopping outside the mall. She took out a small mirror from her purse and checked her lip-gloss.
"We don't have any."
Amara inserted the mirror back in her purse and gave Rogue an incredulous look. "Excuse me? I could be doing some major shopping right now."
"I have better plans for us, my dear Magma. Don't underestimate me.." And with those words, she walked down the street, Amara at her heels.
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"This place smells awful!" Pyro proclaimed, pinching his nose shut with his thumb and index finger.
"Sit down and shut up. Remember, this place is very flammable." Kitty warned pushing him down into a chair in the front of the shop.
He perked up. "Really?"
"Should not have said that." Colossus said, lowering himself down into the seat next to the pyromaniac. "I think it is best if you take away his—"
"Oh my!" A perky young woman with shoulder length brown hair suddenly appeared before St. John. "Your hair is so freakin' awesome." She ran her hands through his wild hair. "I could do wonders with this hair."
Kitty politely tapped on her shoulder as she ignored Pyro's deadpanned face and glazed eyes. "Excuse me, miss but I'm the one getting my hair done."
"The name isn't miss, Missy, It's Lisa." She said without turning around. "Whoa cutie, you have some fine thick hair. You have a name?"
He stood up, with her hands still in his hair. "St. John Gaylord Allerdyce at your service!"
Gaylord? Kitty thought with a giggle. Gosh, that, like, totally explains a lot.
"And what's your name?" Lisa asked, looking down at Colossus. Pyro's eyes went wide. He sat himself down.
"Nuh-uh." He warned, glancing over at Piotr. "He's mine."
Lisa blinked, and then turned around muttering something about how it's always the cute ones.
***
"Rogue?"
"Yeah, 'Mar?"
"You're crazy."
"No, we're crazy." Rogue smirked as she dragged the younger girl into a small shop entitled 'Exotic Body Arts.'
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"Wow, this is some wicked plain girl ya got." Lisa mumbled as Kitty sat herself down in a chair, that's in front of the sink where she would get her shampooing. "We should spice it up a bit. Maybe add a little color, take off a foot.." She stared down at the waist long hair. "Or two."
"I'd like to see your degree—"
"Tell me if it gets too hot." Lisa mumbled, turning on the water.
Ohmigosh, I have a feeling I'm going to totally regret this. Kitty said to herself as she put her head back.
***
"My parents would freak." Amara said pointing to the tongue rings under the glass.
"Your parents are in another country."
"Point taken."
"Nose?"
"Too noticeable."
"Lip? Eye brow?"
"Too noticeable."
The young man behind the counter, with green hair and several visible piercings on his face, grinned at Amara. "I think I know what you need."
Amara and Rogue exchanged glances.
***
"Why do you keep glances at them?" Lisa asked as she ran a comb through Kitty's hair. "They your boyfriends or something?"
"No!" Kitty almost laughed. She felt half-offended, but let it go. "I have to keep an eye on St. John, he's a bit obsessed with fire and the last thing we all need is the mall burnt down to the ground."
"I don't think he could do that much damage." The older female said, laughing as she walked over and picked up a pair of scissors. "I'm bit of a pyromaniac myself."
Only if you knew. Kitty thought as she brought the scissors closer to her. "Hey! We never discussed anything about cutting my hair!"
"You'd look radical with shorter hair. Just give me an estimated amount of inches to cut off, hun."
Kitty bit down hard on her lower lip. "Just go for it."
Lisa raised a brow. "Really?" Maybe that wasn't such a great idea..
"Yes."
"All right.."
Dun dun dun.
***
It was just about two hours later when Amara and Rogue walked down the stairs of the mall and near the meeting spot. Amara's hair was pushed back into a ponytail, revealing her pierced ears. On each side they were pierced on the ridge of the cartilage with gold miniature crown earrings.
"Hey gals!" Pyro wrapped his arms around the two girls. "I missed you both! Me and Colossus have been bored outta our skulls!"
"Don't touch me!" Rogue warned, pushing him away. It was then he realized that her black t-shirt, that had a white long sleeved shirt under it, was rolled up, revealing her midriff. His brows were raised when he noticed her pierced navel.
"Blimey! What other things did you get pierced?" He asked, with a wink.
"I—" Amara announced proudly. "—Got my ears pierced." She showed him the crown studs that were pierced in the cartilage.
Suddenly, Piotr appeared before them and cleared his throat. They all looked at him, and so did a few passing people. "Kitty has finished." He took a step to the side, revealing Kitty who was standing behind them with short hair. The two X-[wo]Men's jaws dropped at the sight. Kitty's hair was cut up directly to her chin.
"I did a pretty good job, don't you think Al?" Lisa said to her friend as she put money into the cash register. "Good thing she never noticed I screwed it up."
"It was a good recover, Lisa." The brunette sitting down said, nodding. "Good thing she likes it short. We can't afford another lawsuit."
"It's nice, Kit." Rogue said, giving her an approving nod.
"My hair is still better." Amara ran her fingers through her thick ponytail of dark hair.
"It is." Pyro agreed with a wink.
"So, Kitty, do you like my ears?" Amara asked, proudly pointing to her ears.
"So that's what you two did.." Kitty's eyes trailed down to Rogue's pierced navel. "I don't want to know what else you got pierced."
A few minutes later, the four of them were making their way out of the mall. While Pyro chatted it up with Amara, and Colossus just walked, Rogue pulled Kitty aside.
"Don't forget, you still owe me that favor." She whispered into her ear. Kitty just looked up at her, nodded and wondered what the favor was.
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Part one completed – January 11, 2004
· Thank you Lightspeed Suzuka for the title of the segment.
· This chapter is dedicated to Lisa, Rogue77 because she's so nifty.
· Kitty's hair is NOT as short as it is in the future shots.
· This chapter was written just for fun because I only have the next two chapters planned out. The next one will revolve around Remy.
· This is my longest story and has the most reviews. Hurray.
· I'm gonna answer reviews because it's fun and I'm bored! Woo.
· Personage yes, he's leaving. Well, he left. That is sad though.. :( Ellavira He was being overly dramatic, or whatever, when he said that.. but he still loves 'er. Katrina5 I'm starting to think Pyro is the only one keeping this story alive, err, funny too. The Rogue Cajun Rogue didn't go with Rem, but keep in mind the FAVOR.. SassyGrl024 Nope, Rogue didn't go with him. He's already in the Big Easy. Caliente Just to let you know, I *love* white chunk tuna fish on a hardroll with cheese. I eat that everyday after school. Wow. Wasn't that useful information? I'm not spilling! :P The third part of this section shall reveal their true relationship.. I think. ;) Better keep an eye out! Rogue4787 Dun dun dun. I don't think anyone gives two shits about that plot. It's going to have a major effect to the story later, but whatever. The steepling thing is annoying as much as his goddamn eyebrows. I hate the Professor's eyebrows. Hmm, going after Remy.. Don't you wonder what Rogue was looking for.. or what the favor is? ;) I'm trying to keep you interested for the next part, LOL. Ishandahalf Why are you confused? And that's sad.. four bads vs. two goods.. A good is that they're still friends! Perhaps even more.. Lightspeed Suzuka Aww, but it was a good teaser! Huzzah for MAGICAL Remy and Rogue plushie set! EternalStarlight I think I update quite slowly.. I'm glad your into the fic. :) Rogue77 Look at this spiffy chapter dedicated just to you. I hope you like it. :) Nie Starwhistler how about this chapter? Gothic Cajun who's tiny one? Yes, that is a bad sign.. dun dun dun. How can Remy help save them when he's in the Big Easy? Oh no! Wow.. I don't think there's a pun in this chapter.. Purposely anyway.. cool-chick-rae I'm glad you like the cliffhangers, LOL. I do the same thing with my homework. Bwhaha.
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