A/N: Both Aspiring Elf Girl and I would like to thank everyone who have read and reviewed this story. Oh, I want to thank Belladonna Bloom for helping out with the chapter title for chapter four, thank you. And I for one will not rant on and just let you get on with your reading.

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Chapter Five – Of Rooms, Seduction Attempts and Origins

 I, once again, wasn't listening. I have the attention span of a goldfish – about 4 seconds, or is that memory capacity? Anyway, I was partially looking around the room. It looked like a hospital, but yet unlike. Rose was busy talking to Baldy Bean (God I love that name) and everyone else seemed to be listening, everyone except me.

"Bella? Belinda are you listening?" I heard Rose partially shout at me. My attention was back for the moment.

"Huh? Did you say something?" I asked lightly.

"I should have known you wouldn't be listening," she commented dryly.

"Of course I wasn't listening, I don't *do* listening, especially if you lot drone on about something I have no clue about," I retorted quite angrily.

"Maybe if you did listen then maybe you *vould* have a clue vhat ve vere talking about, Libechen," Kurt folded his arms and stared at me with a smug expression on his face. Jeez this guy knew how to wind me up! I tensed up and for some reason a low growl escaped and it was definitely not human.

"Woo, down girl!" Rose laughed. I smiled at her and my temper cooled to a simmer. "Kurt, I think you should stop annoying her, unless of course you want another close encounter with the wall."

"She doesn't scare me," Kurt stated indignantly.

"Oh I will, trust me," I grinned evilly.

"Can we at least stay civilised for five minutes?" Baldy Bean said calmly. "Belinda, control your temper, Kurt, don't provoke her."

"So, what do we do now?" I asked.

"Kurt and Logan will show you to your rooms," Prof said and gestured to the pair standing in front of the door.

"So, we're staying here?" I asked, getting a little uncomfortable with being in a room of strangers, except Rose of course, and being in a strange place. I think my discomfort was sensed.

*Have no worries, Belinda, we are all friends here,* Prof spoke to me telepathically. I laughed, I had to make a joke.

"Hey, you did that without moving your lips!" I smiled. He knew I was joking and smiled back.

"So, shall ve go?" Kurt walked over to me and held out his arm. It felt like being at a ball or something. I put my hands on the hips.

"Oh so *now* you want to be nice to me?" I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

"Can't blame a guy for trying to make amends, can you?" he smiled, showing his pointy teeth. I raised an eyebrow and he did the funniest thing ever, he actually pouted. Imagine, a huge blue elf – pouting! He definitely knew how to win a girl over. I sighed dramatically and took his arm with a smile.

"You know, I think I might actually come to like you," I smirked.

"Good, because if you didn't I vould have to bite you," he grinned, looking like a vampire.

"This is no time to get seductive! Rose, you coming?" I smiled back to my friend.

"Yeah!" she said and hopped off the table. Logan just grunted and walked beside her. I heard her mumble something in what sounded like Arabic and Logan growled again. "Do you even know what I just said?" she asked.

"No," he grumbled.

"Ha! I rest my case. For all you know I could just have said that I loved you or that you have a nice ass"

"And did ya?"

"Yeah, in your dreams. What I said is for me to know and for you to boo-hoo all night about."

"I think I got the better deal here, Rose," I teased, stroking Kurt's arm.

"Bitch," she said jokingly.

"I know, but çe la vie."

"You speak French?" Kurt asked.

"Only a bit, and a bit of German too – and Elvish, but that doesn't count," I told him.

"Elvish?" Logan said, a tad confused.

"Don't ask, she'll rant on for hours about elves," Rose replied.

"Oh shut up, I'm happy with the one I've got thank you very much!" I squeezed Kurt's arm. I had my elf, I was happy – well, he wasn't blonde or perfect, but he was the closest thing.

"Kurt, run while you still can," Rose said and received a glare from me. "You know, we're going to have to work on those glares of yours."

"Ignore her," I told Kurt. "She's deranged."

"I am not!"

"It's a hard truth, Rose, live with it."

"Come on, children, I believe you had something to attend to," Beast said.

"Oh right," Kurt remembered and in a group of four we started walking to Rose and my rooms. I won't bore you with details of how we got there; we walked up some stairs, along some corridors and BAM! We were there. Sure was a big place though. No doubt I'd get lost at some point.

 We reached Rose's room first. It had a large window overlooking the grounds to the west; no doubt she'd be able to see the sunset from her room. I just wanted to jump on the bed; it was just so big and looked so soft. It was a wooden four-poster bed with dark red drapes, contrasting against the white walls of the room. There was a pine vanity unit and a wardrobe of the same wood. It looked beautiful; it even had an ensuite bathroom.

"Lucky cow," I mumbled as I looked around.

"Well," Logan started, clapping his hefty hands together. "My work here is done." And with that he cleared off. Rose was already on the bed, testing the bounce on it. No doubt I would have been doing the same, just making a mess while doing so. It was then that a furry blue hand grasped mine.

"Hold on tight," Kurt grinned. Before I knew it we had teleported out of Rose's room and into my own, which was very different and a bit less majestic.

"The attic?" I asked with a smile, I had always wanted an attic room even since I was old enough to know what an attic was. It was beautiful in its own way I suppose. The wooden rafters were seen through the plaster that covered the nasty roof insulation, which was painted blue, my favourite colour. The floor was wooden and made of the same light wood as the four-poster bed I had, much like Rose's, and the wardrobe.

"Don't you like it?" Kurt asked as I walked over to the window facing the east. I didn't answer him for the moment as I walked across to the door on the left. I opened it to find my very own bathroom, small but cosy, just how I liked it.

"I love it," I answered with a huge smile. "But why the attic?"

"The Professor saw it fit, since you vere growing vings, to allow you a room in the highest part of the building," Kurt smiled, looking a bit relieved. "And you can also use that vindow as an entrance and exit to the room." He pointed to the window I had just looked out of, which was big enough to fit a man through.

"But until I actually have wings, how the heck do I get out?" I looked around for a door. Kurt kicked aside the rug he had been standing on and underneath was a trap door. "Oh, I see."

"Not the sharpest sword in the veaponry today, are ve?" Kurt grinned. I took a deep breath and kept telling myself, 'don't maim the elf, don't maim the elf'. "Sorry, couldn't resist," he added and he winked at me. He was weird, and I don't mean the whole 'furry cat-elf with tail' thing. I decided to see how far I could go with this one.

"I'll tell you something I can't resist," my voice went into a low 'full-on-flirting' mode. I walked up to him and trailed my fingers down the middle of his chest. "Why don't we try out the suspension on that bed, huh? Just you and me."

 Oh I wish I had a camera, the look on his face was a definite Kodak moment. He swallowed hard; I heard it and barely managed to repress a laugh.

"We're all alone, no one will walk in," I continued. "And even if they do, you can 'port us out of here, because you'll be touching me and I will most definitely be touching you."

 His yellow eyes had gone so bright and were so wide I thought they might drop out of his head. Oh now this was fun! His mouth moved as he tried to speak but no sound was coming out. I moved closer, this was just too good. I put my hand up and ran it through his hair till it came to the back of his velvety neck; he finally managed to squeak out words.

"Vat are you doing?"

"Nothing I don't want to," I replied with a grin and moved closer. His mouth trembled slightly as I moved in for the kill. "Remember Kurt, you can always 'port out of here, I'm not stopping you," I whispered as my lips approached his. It was so hard to keep a straight face, this was too easy. This was the best acting job I had even done. I stopped just as my lips brushed his only slightly, he had gone totally rigid and wasn't moving an inch. He finally spoke.

"Vat's wrong with you?" he said but didn't push me away. I pulled away and burst out laughing at his terrified façade.

"You are the funniest elf I've ever met!" I laughed hysterically. Actually he's the only elf I've ever met but anyway, Kurt frowned, looking terribly confused.

"I think you need help, Libechen," he told me as I flopped onto my bed, giggling hopelessly.

"*I* need help? Kurt, honey, you looked like you were about to wet yourself," I replied and continued to laugh.

"Mein gott, Belinda! You suddenly started," he paused, looking for the word, "seducing me! And you don't think that vas a little strange? Ve have only just met for heavens sake!"

 I was still giggling like a maniac.

"VAT IS SO FUNNY?!?!" he yelled, obviously stressed at my lack of attention to him.

"Oh lighten up!" I threw one of my pillows at him but he caught it.

"Lighten up? LIGHTEN UP?! You try to get me into to bed vith you vithin hours of meeting you and you tell me to LIGHTEN UP?!?!" he was ranting to himself rather than me, I wasn't listening. In fact I was actually quite sleepy, I've always had selective hearing and I just channelled out the sound of his voice as he went on and on and on. I just rolled over and closed my eyes, ignoring him completely. I was only brought back to reality when I heard a deafening scream from Fuzzy.

"BELINDA!!!!!"

"What the fuck do you want now?" I groaned, wanting to sleep. I covered my head with the one remaining pillow.

"What in Hell's name is goin' on up here?" came another, rather unusual voice, one that I wasn't used to anyway. I looked up to see Kurt panting in anger and another man leaning on the threshold to my room, smiling. "So, you're the cause of all this ruckus then are you?"

 Woo, handsome guy at twelve o'clock!

"Umm," I suddenly found myself blushing. "Yes."

"I thought as much," he chuckled. "What is it, Kurt?"

"She tried to seduce me!" Kurt pointed at me, offended by my weird sense of humour.

"Really?" the man raised his blonde eyebrows. "Tried to seduce, *you*?"

 I tried to look my most innocent, but sprawled out on the bed like I was and my hair having that 'just shagged' look, it didn't work well. I ended up in giggles again at my predicament.

"STOP LAUGHING!!!" Kurt yelled once again. Still I didn't stop, the look on his face was just hilarious!

 Something then snapped in him and he looked fit to lunge at me before the angel in my room held him back. Wait a second – ANGEL??!!

"Kurt, calm down! She's messing with your head!" he said to him.

"Finally! Someone who gets it!" I smirked. I didn't feel tired anymore now I was sitting up. I got up and moved past the two of them and dropped down the hole in my room and called back up. "When you two lovebirds have finished up there, I'll see you later!"

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'WOW! This room rocks!' I thought to myself as I walked over to the big bed and testing the bounce on it. 'And the bed ain't that bad either…'

Just as I did that Logan said something, don't know what since I wasn't paying that much attention to him or the other two in the room, and left. I was on my way to check out the bathroom when I heard Kurt say something and then heard a 'Bamf'. I turned around and almost choked on the brimstone smell.

'Sweet mother of chocolate that stinks.' I walked over to the window and opened it, letting the awful smell out.

As I walked past the vanity unit I caught a glimpse of myself. I looked like hell to tell the truth. My hair that used to be in a neat braid was no longer recognizable as one. I also had a few smudges of dirt on my clothes and the T-shirt I was wearing was actually clinging to my body... It wasn't supposed to do that; it was three sizes to large to do that. This wouldn't do. I was in desperate need of a good bath and some new clothes.

Walking over to the bed where I had out my bag, which I had swiped with me from the med-lab, I took out my mini-disc. I grabbed it and headed for the stereo that was on the vanity unit. I hooked the mini-disc up with it and put one of my discs in it. It started to play and just as I was about to head for the bathroom there was a knock on the door. I quickly tried to do something about my hair and walked over to the door. Standing outside was Ororo Monroe, also known as the X-man Storm.

"I was sent to tell you that we are to take you and your friend to the mall to get you some clothes and necessities since it seems that you will be staying here for a while."

"Oh, okay Storm."

"You know my name?"

"Yeah, I do. I know your real name too, Ororo Monroe."

"That is very good. Now might I know your name?"

"Sure. I'm Rose."

"Nice to meet you then, Rose."

"Nice to meet you too. Um, when did you say that we were gonna go?"

Storm was about to answer when a scream was heard. Thinking that I had heard wrong I walked over to the stereo and lowered the volume a little.

"Did you hear that too?" she asked.

"Yes"

"Wonder what that was…" she said looking up since that was where the sound seemed to be coming from.

"I think I know…" I said smiling. She looked surprised at me.

"It sounded awfully like Kurt. I wonder if he is alright?"

"Oh, he's okay. Little shook up, but nothing serious." Storm looked a little confused by what I said. "You know the other girl… it's only her messing with his head." I said grinning.

"I see…" she said smiling.

I heard one of my favourite songs beginning and turned up the volume. It was an Arabic song called 'Habibi' by Amr Diab, an Arabic singer. I started to sing along with the music and as I turned I saw Storm watching me closely.

"What? I don't look that bad, do I?" I said looking at myself.

"What, no, it's just… I didn't know you knew Arabic."

Well, I'm from the middle-east, it's hard not to know Arabic that way… I said in Arabic. You still remember how to speak Arabic? After all, it's been a long while since you were in Egypt

How did you know?

It's a long and complicated story. I said

I must say, it's good to have someone I can speak in Arabic with.

Yeah, now we can talk about someone without them knowing what we are saying I said to her with a mischievous smile.

Indeed we can she said laughing.

"When did you say that we were going shopping?" I asked, going back to talking English.

"Why do you ask?"

"I was planning on talking a bath. I can't go out like this, now can I?"

"I suppose not. How about I come back in a while with some clothes that you can borrow?"

"That'd be great! Thanks a lot."

After that she walked out of the room and I headed once again towards the bathroom. No-one was getting in my way now. I was finally going to have my precious bath.

After washing myself clean of all the dirt and some leaves I had found in my hair, I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I walked over to the vanity unit to brush my hair and to re-braid it. When I was done Storm knocked and entered the room.

"I brought some clothes with me."

"Thanks again."

I took the clothes she handed me and put them on. It was a black skirt and a red top. After I had changed we headed for the front of the front of the mansion. Storm pointed out some areas and rooms as we went. Halfway down the stairs we heard something. It sounded like someone swearing their head off.

"Bella?" I said as I walked around the corner.

"Yeah" Bella was standing in the middle of a hall scratching the back of her head.

"What are you doing?" I asked her.

"Um, how should I put this? I'm kinda lost…"

"Aha, I see. Hey, we're gonna go shopping for clothes and stuff, wanna come?"

"To go shopping? Of course I'm coming!"

The three of us continued the little tour of the house. When we reached the kitchen we heard a voice coming from the refrigerator. As we rounded the fridge door we could see that someone with their brown-haired head in the refrigerator humming the Pink Panther theme song.

"Bobby!"

Bobby hit his head when he heard Storm's authoritative voice. He rubbed his head as he picked up the ingredients he had been holding, and turned around.

"What is it Ororo?"

"First, how many times have I told you to not stick your head into the refrigerator! Second, what are you doing this afternoon?"

"Five and nothing" he said as he made himself a sandwich.

"Good, then you won't mind coming with us to the mall."

"What are you going to do at the mall?" Bobby asked, obviously not noticing me and Belle.

"Take a guess genius? We're going shopping" I said. Finally we got his attention.

"And who are you?"

"They are the ones we found on the grounds the other day" Storm said. "This is Belinda," she said pointing at Belle, "and this is Rose" she said pointing at me.

"Hi, I'm Bobby"

"Also known as Iceman" I said leaning towards Belle.

"Get out! You mean he's Iceman? Groovy baby!" she said smiling widely.

I guess that Belle talked a wee bit too loud because Bobby grinned and said:

"Yup, I'm the one and only Iceman!"

"Great, now his ego will get even bigger" Storm said jokingly.

 After the little introduction we left Bobby with his sandwich and completed the tour with a quick look at the family room.

"Hey, I recognize this! This is where I woke up thanks to Kurt. That blue little furry bastard actually sat on me! Can you believe that! I mean, it's outrageous!"

Bella was practically having a fit and started muttering. However, she didn't get that far because Storm said that it would be wisest if we got going. I think that she was afraid that Belle might start throwing things. You really should have seen the semi-mad look in her eyes.

Walking out the front door of the mansion we headed over to the Chrysler Voyager that was parked in front. Stepping out of the car was a woman with red hair.

"Jean, are we all set?" Storm asked.

"In minute, we have to wait for the others to come first"

Immediately after she had introduced herself Bobby and some other guy came out from the mansion and headed for us. We got into the car and drove off. Jean and Storm sat in the front, me and Bobby in the middle row and Belle and quiet one were sitting in the last row. There was something familiar about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it. And neither could Belinda from what I saw.

"So, where are you from?" Bobby asked me.

"Huh" I looked at him. "You're talking to me?"

"No, I'm talking to the little leprechaun sitting on your shoulder" he said sarcastically.

"Aha…"

"No, seriously, where are you from?"

"Define that question"

"What do you mean 'define that question'? I asked you where you were from"

"Fine, take a guess" I said smiling.

Bobby took a long and good look at me, and then made his guess.

"Are you Latino?"

"Nope. Here's a hint. Closer to Europe" He thought about that a while and then made his second guess.

"Greece"

"No"

"Italy"

"Nein"

"France?"

"Non"

"Fine, I give up! Where are you from?" he said throwing his hand in the air.

"You were close, but not right. I'm from the Middle East" I said laughing at him. I had managed to keep a straight face during his guesses, but now I let it out.

"What? What are you laughing at?" Bobby said looking at me.

"You… You look… So…" I could barely say the little I said. I was laughing so hard that my sides started hurting.

"What? Stop it. Stop laughing"

Hearing him say that only made me laugh even more. He looked so confused and cute in a way. After a little while I took a couple of deep breaths and wiped away the tears that were caused by the laughing. I looked over to Bobby.

"Sorry about that" I said, but he just pretended to be hurt and offended. "Oh don't give me that!" I punched him lightly on the arm.

"Stop that"

"Why should I" I said teasingly punching him again, only a little harder.

"Stop it"

"Make me!" Before Bobby had a chance to say anything Jean turned her head back a little and said:

"We're here!" Jean said parking the car. We all stepped out of the car.

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