Shouting From The Rooftops

Thanks for reviewing, everyone! Sorry for the late update, I planned to update on Thursday, I just never got around to it. Anyway, I hope you're in for the long haul...

Crazyspaceystracey: I totally agree with you about Wanda, and that's why the triangle isn't going to show up until about the sixth chapter. And no, I don't think I'll update Seven Fifty Nine for a while. I'm pretty disappointed with it since I found out a whole bunch of stuff about the comics, but maybe I'll get another chapter in there. I doubt it though.

Amieva: Don't worry, there won't be much Amyro. And the Amyro that I will have, won't be all gushy and crap. Lots of Jonda fluff, though. Beach for the week, huh? Lucky you! I gotta go to school. But I'll see you when you get back, and I plan on updating every other day...and Screams will be updated soon too...and I think you'll be mad at me for what John does...

Silence is Deafening: Hah! You used my word of the week, kickass! Oh yes, I do have something very big planned. Actually, a few big things planned. But those come in the next two fics in the trilogy. Ya see, I've planned this whole thing ahead, so I won't get writers block, so expect updates every other day or so. I'm having a lot of fun with this.

TheRealMai: Fred and Lance will make appearances sometime in the later chapters. I can't leave those two in the dark, don't worry. And I agree, women do rule.

MutantFreeK: Little inpatient buggah, aren't ya. Well, since I value my nose, I'm giving you another chapter!

Fire and Rain

"So good to see you. I had a dream about you last night."

Wanda had decided a while back that she liked fire. There was just something about the flames against the night sky that made her feel so...happy. Happiness was an unusual feeling for her, so she took what she could grab. She had a few lighters, not like a collection, just about three. It gave her a secure feeling, and even she couldn't explain it. She liked to watch things burn. Wanda loved the way the wax fell down the candles in her room, staining whatever held them up. She loved to run her fingers through the flame, and it almost never burned her. She just liked fire, everything about it. The beauty, the danger, the sense of power.

"That may sound kinda crazy but," Wanda crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned to Pietro. "Who is this Pyro guy, and what is he doing in Mystique's bed?"

"Pyro was part of Father's new team." Pietro explained. "And I have no idea why he's in Mystiques bed."

"Is she in there with 'em, yo?" Todd turned from Pietro to look back at the sleeping figure.

Wanda perked an eyebrow and turned to Todd. He shrugged and looked away. Wanda rolled her eyes and walked all the way into the room. She strolled over to the sleeping pyromaniac and leaned down slightly, one hand on her hip. She put the other gently on his upper arm and softly shook him.

He didn't respond. Wanda looked up at Pietro. "What's his name?"

"John." Pietro replied, him and Todd walking halfway into the room.

"John." Wanda called, shaking him softly.

He still didn't respond. Wanda let out a sigh. She removed her hand, stood up straight, and lifted her arm into the air. Suddenly, John was surrounded in a blue glow and lifted into the air. He flew up and crashed onto the ceiling. Wanda let him drop back onto the bed, and he was fully awake. He quickly sat up and propped himself up on his elbows.

His blue eyes glared up at Wanda. "What?!"

Wanda's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, 'what?' You're the one in our house."

John looked over to Pietro and Todd, then back to Wanda. "Oh, yea."

"What-are-you-doing-here?" Pietro asked him, his hands on his hips.

Pyro blinked. "Huh?"

Wanda rolled her eyes and repeated, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh...I needed a place ta crash for tha night, and tha front door was locked."

"Did you knock?" Wanda said with an attitude.

It felt weird talking to him. He just broke into her house, slept in Mystique's bed, and she just found out who he was. But for some reason, she felt oddly comfortable around him. Safe, even. Something about this man she was looking at now reminded her of fire. When Pietro had said his name was Pyro, Wanda didn't even think 'fire'. When she saw his fire-like hair, she wasn't reminded of the flames. But something about seeing his face, his deep blue eyes, handsome curves and pink lips, made her think of fire.

"Never thought a' that." He grinned, flipping his unruly hair out of his face.

"Great...Another idiot." Wanda rolled her eyes, looking over at Pietro and Todd.

"Nice ta meet you too, luv."

Luv? Wanda turned to look at him, a look of surprise on her face at being called luv by this guy she didn't know.

"Her name is Wanda, Pyro," Todd narrowed his eyes. "Don't call her luv."

Pyro held his hands up in defense. "I wasn't hittin' on your Sheila, mate. No worries."

"I am not his 'Sheila.'" Wanda growled slowly, sounding out each syllable as if she was talking to a two year old. "Whatever that means."

"It means girl," John told her, then looked back over at Todd, his eyes narrowed and a huge grin spread across his face, "...luv."

Todd let out a noise that was a mix between, "Ugh," and "Argh." John threw his head back and let out a loud, maniacal laugh. When he lowered his head, still chuckling, he noticed everyone in the room staring at him. He frowned and lowered his eyebrows.

"Can I go back ta sleep now?"

"You're outta here in the morning." Pietro told him.

Wanda looked up at her brother. Something about him saying that made her want to hit him.

"I know. I'm headin' over ta the X-Men."

Sorry about the shortness. But like I said, I have a bunch of chapters already written. All ya gotta do is review!