Best Two Out of Three
Chapter 8: The Soccer Game That Is Never Really Described
A/N: haha! An update! Um…I don't own X-men and all that jazz. Thanx to everyone who read and reviewed. So…on w/ the story^^*
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She had been staring at the same page in her textbook for half an hour. This was too much. How could she a carrier of Apocalypse's power? It was mind-blowing to think that she was now the second most powerful mutant in the world. But she didn't want to be- not by a long shot. Rogue sighed and turned to the next page in her Deutsch book. She knew that she needed to do her make-up homework, but it seemed so pointless right now. Everything that was associated with her life before talking to Hank was surreal…it was like she had finally entered reality after seventeen years of deluding herself.
Rogue could still see the faces of her frightened housemates when Professor Xavier told them the news at dinner. She didn't understand why they had to know at all, but the Professor insisted. Now even Kitty shirked away from her even worse than before.
The only people who looked bored by the news were Magneto and his Acolytes. Damn Cajun, she thought bitterly to herself. After that stunt he pulled…if he had kissed her, he'd be in the Med Lab right now. The fact that she had let him get so close annoyed her to no end. She was Rogue, the Untouchable. Things like this didn't happen to her. No one made advances on her…in fact, everyone was scared of her. Even her brother was scared of her, at least deep down he was. And who could blame them? It was like death was written across her forehead.
Rogue slammed her book shut and turned on her back to stare at the ceiling. After a few minutes her eyelids drooped and her breathing slowed down. She was about to go to sleep when Amara burst through the door. Magma closed the door quickly behind her and slid down to a sitting position against it. Rogue sat up quickly and directed a questioning glance toward Amara.
"Sorry Rogue. John's on the prowl again," she explained. Just as she finished speaking the sound of loud footfalls passed Rogue's door.
"C'mon Sheila! I just want to talk. We'll have a little discussion about our powers. Maybe you could possible light up for me. Sounds like fun, right?"
"Fat chance peasant," Amara muttered under her breath. After the noise faded down the hallway, Amara let out a long breath. "He's still chasing you?" Rogue asked. "I thought Bobby had talked to him."
Amara rolled her eyes. "Yeah well, you know Bobby," she answered. Amara stood up and opened the door. "You know, I feel kind of sorry for St. John. He's been trying really hard to make me like him," Amara said as she walked out the door, closing it quietly behind her.
Rogue smirked slightly and stood up from her bed. Amara had been cautious around her too. The girl had never left the door, and she had left as soon as possible. Rogue shook of that familiar feeling of loneliness and stood up from sitting on her bed. She stretched and glanced over at her alarm clock. 12:07.
Might as well grab lunch before everyone else does, she thought as she made her way down the hall.
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Gambit watched the soccer game with little interest. There were no girls in short shorts or sports bras, so therefore the game could not be interesting. Gambit was stretched out on the bleachers with his sunglasses on for two reasons. One: no one could stare at his…"unusual" eyes. True, he was watching a soccer game between mutants at the mansions, but that didn't mean that people never stared at his eyes, which made him just a bit uncomfortable to say the least. Two: No one could follow his eye movements and tell that he was looking for someone. He didn't expect her to be out and about. Not after Xavier's announcement. He didn't understand the old man either. Why did he have to tell the entire mansion about Rogue? It was her business, right?
Gambit propped his elbows on the bench behind him and looked down at his fan club. It was funny how they thought they were being subtle when they sat five bleachers down giggling and glancing back at him every so often. It was cute really, but not unexpected. He knew he was good-looking. Hell, everyone who had ever met him knew he was good-looking; even his new chere. He had known plenty of women before, but never an Untouchable. It was like God was daring him to do the impossible, and Gambit was up to the challenge.
"Hey mate," Pyro sat down next to Gambit looking down hearted.
"What's the matter mon ami? Trouble with the filles?" Gambit asked, his gaze not leaving the field. St. John sighed. "I really try mate, I do. All I want is for her to get to know me. We could be a great team you know. She could start the fire and I could manipulate it…" John trailed off with a dreamy look in his eyes. The two sat in silence for a while, watching the soccer game.
Soon they had some more company. Piotr sat on the other side of Gambit and joined the pair in watching the game. "What's your problem mate?" John asked, his eyes never leaving the field. Piotr sighed. "Kitty wants a serious relationship…you know…she wants to be…" Colossus fell silent searching for the right words.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend?" Gambit offered. "Yes, that. But I'm older than she is, and despite our temporary alliance, we're still on opposite teams," Piotr said.
St. John sighed. "You're right mate. We shouldn't even try. X-girls are high maintenance. Better off alone."
Gambit smirked. "Both of you will be singing a different tune when we go to school tomorrow."
"WHAT?!" John yelled, sitting up straight from his slouched position. "WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO?"
Piotr looked like a deer in the headlights while John resembled a red balloon with orange hair. Gambit shrugged. "Bucket head says so. We have to keep tabs on the x-kids. Make sure they don't do anything stupid."
"What about the Untouchable?" Piotr asked, halfway recovered from the shock of being sent back to school after he had already graduated in Russia. Gambit didn't move.
"What's the matter?" Pyro asked.
Gambit shifted uncomfortably.
"Gambit is assigned to watch her," he said.
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Rogue looked out the kitchen window at the game on the field. She was glad to find that mostly everyone was still outside, and she was currently the only one in the kitchen.
She looked for Kitty and Kurt and found them conversing under the shade of a tree, nervously glancing at something on the other side of the field. Rogue followed their gaze, and frowned at what she saw.
There were Magneto's mighty Acolytes sitting together watching the game. Watching the girls no doubt, she thought to herself.
They were far away, but she could see Piotr sitting up with his usual good posture, apparently not aware of Kitty and Kurt's stares.
St. John looked like he was about to light fire to the entire field. He was staring down at the grass, most likely contemplating the pros and cons of clicking on his lighter, which he was flicking absent-mindedly in his hand.
Then there was the Swamp Rat, looking like he couldn't care less about anything that happened. Rogue spotted his fan club at the bottom of the bleachers and nearly gagged. What did they see in him anyways?
Rogue picked up her plate and decided to take it up to her room. She still had homework to do, and tomorrow she had to go back to school. Rogue frowned.
That will be fun, she thought. Not only will the normal human part of the school hate me, but the mutants will too. Just because of Apocalypse. Oh, and she couldn't forget her dear mother.
Mystique's statue was at the Brotherhood's place. Rogue was glad that Mystique wasn't the principal of Bayville High anymore. She had enough on her plate as it was.
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A/N: What do you think? This was longer than most of my chapters are. Sorry its moving kind of slow. Next chapter will pick up when the crew goes to school. Then the story will move faster. Till next update, sayonara! Oh, German will be in the next one too. I promise this time! ^^* Review for me, 'kay?