I suppose I should state for the record thingy, blah bla... I dont own any of the X-men! Dammit... I wish I owned one particular clawed X-man though... grrr baby! lol


X - Angel

Chapter 14

The day next day, as Piper again made her way down to the Gym, she saw Kurt there. She sometimes found him there, just hanging around -literally, on the wooden beam's.

"Hey!" She called up to him.

He was hanging upside down like a bat, with his arm's crossed over his chest. His eyes shot open, and he greeted her, with a grin of white pointed teeth. "Good Morning." He replied, and emersed into a cload of black smoke. He reappeared beside Piper. "Did you not have a good sleep? You look tired..." He asked concerned.

Piper smiled, dozily. "I'm good." She then took a glance around, looking especially at the Multi-Gym aparatus in the corner. "No Logan?" She asked, turning back round.

"Nine... I think he's gone out... your stuck with me, I am afraid." He smiled, walking past her.

Piper, playfully punched Kurt in the arm. "I think I can handle it." She said, as Kurt pushed her back. But, before she could counter attack, he was gone.

She stood there concentrating, he was up in the rafter's, and in a flash, she had lept up onto the wall, and leaped onto the beam before him.

"Very good Piper." He commented, as his curved Toe's gripped at the beam.

"Why thankyou." Piper replied, smugly, and pulled herself upto her feet.

"Be carefull wont you... you might fall?" Kurt suggested worried, going to reach out, but thinking it best not to move, as he hesitantly brought his hand back into his chest.

"Dont you worry about me Kurt..." She grinned, performing some more of her ballet moves. "Afterall, you'll alway's be there to catch me." She said, just as she watched Kurt glance behind her, a Silver Grey, rubbery hand grabbed her from around her waist, and pulled her back.

She let out a scream, as immediatly Kurt teleported, onto the ground beneath her, just as Angelo lost his grip, from stretching his limb's so far.

"See... you caught me." Piper smiled, up at Kurt as he held her in his arm's, and gently settled her down. "Hey Angelo..." She said, knocking their fist's together with her male friend.

"What's up? Training again?" Angelo greeted.

Piper shrugged walking over to the multi-gym. "You know me,... like to keep in shape." She flicked her eyebrow's, as she layed down on the bench to do chest compression's.

The two male's stood in awe, at the sight of her muscles in her upper arm's, and stomach. "Hey guy's...?" She huffed, still pushing up the wieghted bar. "You think you could close your mouth's please? Your catching flies, and ... its kinda' putting me off." A clear chuckle to be heard.

"Yeah, come on. Give the girl some air." Came a voice. Kurt and Angelo turned to see Scott heading toward's them, binding up some stretches of black material onto his hand's.

"Hey Scott." Piper greeted him, as the other two left.

"Hey." He replied, light-heartedly, as he alway's did. He walked over to her, and checked the wieght's she was lifting. "Don't you think you've been pushing yourself rather hard lately?" He asked standing over her.

"Nope..." She huffed, as he saw her face was quite red. She was about to push up one more time, and Scott could plainly see her struggling as it was.

"Scott!" She protested, as he pressed down on the bar, with one hand, and changed the wieght down two, with his free hand.

"Don't complain..." She saw him smile. "I'm doing you a favour. Your going to hurt yourself at this rate... have you even had any breakfast yet?" She made no attempt to reply, as she went to move the bar up again. He pushed the wieght down onto her again, but with more force. "Have you?" He asked sternly.

She let out a frustrated sigh. "No..."

"Well, I'm not letting you use anymore of these, untill you've eaten something." He instructed.

"Oh yeah?" She asked sitting up. "And how exactly would you be inclined to stop me?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

Scott merely tapped his glasses.

"You wouldnt dare..." She mused.

"Wouldnt I?" Scott threatened, hooking his finger around the leg of his shade's, so as to pull them down.

"Alright!" She gave up, holding her hands up. "I'm going, I'm going..." With that, she left in a huff, and pushed herself past Logan, as he walked down the hall.

"Excuse me..." He said sarcastically, as she turned around, and stuck her middle finger up at him, with a sarcastic smile.

With a slight laugh, Logan turned into the Gym, where he saw Scott loading up the bench press. "Isn't that a little heavy for you?" He asked, checking over the weight.

Scott threw him a look of annoyance. "It's what Piper was working on." He said, and pulled the pin out, arranging it, into a heavier weight.

"Sorry I asked..." Logan excused himself, and turned to leave.

Scott noticed an object, wrapped up in brown Paper, under his arm. "What's that?"

"None of your business." Logan smiled, glancing over his shoulder, as he strolled out.

Later that night, Piper sat downstairs, in the Television lounge, beside Warren, who had his arm wrapped around her shoulder's, holding her close to him.

"Psst..." Angelo whispered, from a separate Sofa. Warren looked up, as Angelo simply pointed to Piper, who had fallen asleep against Warren's, chest.

The Angelic figure smiled down at her, and took in a deep breath, gently awakening Piper, as she sat up. "Hey..." He whispered, smiling at her.

"Sorry," She smirked. "Guess I had better get to bed."

"You want me to come, you know-" Warren paused, and glanced around him, as eyes sat on him from all over the place.

Piper, let out a laugh. "Maybe not tonight." She smiled, and kissed him, quite passionatly infront of the other's, who as intended, turned away. She pulled away from his face, and gave him a wink, before standing up, and walking up the stairs.

As she turned the lights on in her room, she saw a small package lay on her bed. Wrapped in brown paper, with a little post-it note, attached. It read:

'I thought these might come in handy,... bring them to the Gym tomorrow, and we'll see what we can work out. Logan.'

"Small writing." She thought to herself, as she pulled apart the paper, to reveal, Two Black satin Ballet shoe's, laced with Black silk. "Oh my god..." She gasped... sitting down on the end of her bed. Immediatly she found herself trying them on. They fitted perfectly.