Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own them. Unless you count that whole "I
borrowed them" concept then maybe they'd be mine...nope, that doesn't work.
So yeah, they're not mine. They're Marvel's and the WB's...well maybe not
so much the WB's anymore but that's just because the WB is full of idiots.
A/N: Wow, I am so sorry that it took me so long to update but real life has been kicking my butt lately. Been a little stressful. But I finally managed to write a short chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it! Thanks to everyone who's still reading and reviewing this and to anyone who has just recently found it! Enjoy! (Oh and before I forget, no offense to anyone who likes Justin Timberlake, what is said about him in this chapter is just something my friends and I noticed and I felt it'd be amusing in this chapter.)
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Rogue stared at him, her look a mixture of both disbelief and anger. It was mostly disbelief though. Had he really just said what she thought he had just said? Pietro shook his head a bit and rolled his eyes, reading her perfectly.
"Don't look at me like that. Yes, I just gave you an order. So you're going to sit down and we're going to have another talk." Pietro told her.
Rogue scowled at him.
"Maybe I don't want to have another talk." she said. Pietro shrugged.
"Too bad. We all have to do things in life that we don't life. I have to look at Evan, Justin Timberlake has to realize he's white..." Pietro gave her a pointed look. "And you'll have to talk to me." He pushed her down into a chair. "Deal with it and be honored." She raised an eyebrow and looked as if she was going to say something before he interrupted her. "No, don't say anything." Rogue rolled her eyes. And just how were they supposed to have a talk if he wouldn't let her get a single word in? "I have something to say and you're just going to have to sit there and listen."
Rogue fought the urge to roll her eyes again. There was no way she was going to get caught doing that. Again.
"I know you're freaked out about that kiss, but you shouldn't be. So, yeah, technically we probably shouldn't have kissed. Not the point. The point is that it was a good kiss. And I think we should do it again." He held up a hand. "Don't say I'm crazy. I'm not."
"I seriously doubt that, Pietro." She shook her head. "What are you thinking? Kiss me again? Do you have a death wish?"
Pietro let out a sound of frustration. "Nooo." He looked down at her before leaning against her desk. "I just want to kiss you again. Is that really so hard to believe?"
Rogue looked at him as if the answer were obvious. "Yeah." Pietro rolled his eyes, shook his head, and let out a sigh. She was impossible. Really.
"Well that's really stupid." he snorted. Rogue turned to look at him.
"Did you just call me stupid, Silver?"
"Not technically. I said that you not believing me is stupid, which I suppose when you think about it could mean that I was saying you're stupid. Up to you. Do you want to think of it as me saying you're stupid? Because I can make into that. But that's not as much fun and besides it's completely away from the point."
Rogue shook her head as if to clear it. "And that would be..." she trailed off, a question in her voice. Pietro sighed.
"Ah, Roguey, that would be the fact that not only do I want to kiss you again, but you want me to kiss you." All this was said in a smug tone that was pure Pietro.
Rogue's eyes widened a bit at that.
"What?"
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Wanda studied it, a suspicious look in her eyes, before she looked up at Kurt. He was pretty much the only reason she was even here. Okay, so he was definitely the only reason she was here. And she was sure that he was the only reason that she was even considering trying that...concoction. Or whatever it was.
"What is it?" she asked. Kurt smiled, shaking his head.
"Don't look at it like that, it won't bite you." he teased. She frowned at him.
"What is it?" she repeated. Kurt's smile widened.
"Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream. It's great. You'll like it."
Wanda eyed the ice cream a bit warily. "I don't know, Kurt...it looks funny." Kurt raised an eyebrow and tried to keep from laughing.
"That's the pieces of brownie that are in the ice cream. Just try it."
"Well..." She looked up at Kurt and then back down at the spoonful he was holding out to her.
"Come on. Don't you trust me?" he asked. The moment the words were out of his mouth, his eyes widened a bit. What a question to ask. Wanda didn't trust easily and he'd just blurted it out like...like...like he didn't know what. He looked at her cautiously.
Wanda looked up at him and then slowly she leaned over and took the spoon in her mouth. Kurt's smile returned. He'd take that as a sign that she trusted him.
Okay, so maybe it was just trusting him about whether or not she'd like a certain flavor of ice cream, but it was a start.
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Rogue stared at Pietro in disbelief. He was kidding, right? Did he honestly mean that? Could he really be that smug? As she looked up at him, she got her answer.
Oh yeah. He could.
She fought the urge to either roll her eyes again or just shove at him. She settled for giving him a look that dared him to repeat what he had just said.
"You heard me," he told her. "You want me to kiss you again."
"And what makes you say that?" Rogue demanded. Pietro leaned down so that their faces were only inches a part. He smirked.
"Your eyes."
Rogue tried pulling back a bit and found that he had put a hand behind her head to prevent that. Her eyes moved from his to look to the side, since that was the only possible way for her to even glance at his hand. She looked back at him.
"Pietro, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking at you."
"Why are you looking at me?" Pietro smiled.
"Because I want to." His smile widened. "And because I'm going to kiss you again."
Rogue's eyes widened. Oh boy. She had better get away from him.
Now.
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"Lance, are you like sure you don't mind? I mean we can go back to the Institute...or well, I like can. But we don't have to stop if you don't want." Kitty said, looking up at him. Lance glanced down at her as he pulled to a stop at the curb. He smiled at her.
"I'm sure. Don't worry about it Kitty. It's not a problem. Just means that we spend more time together." His smile turned a bit sheepish. That certainly didn't sound like he was part of the Brotherhood. If the guys could see him now they'd think he'd gone completely soft. He glanced at Kitty again as they climbed out of the Jeep.
Well, okay, so maybe he had. Not that it was a bad thing.
Neither one of them said anything as they took hold of each other's hand and began to walk to the door. Kitty glanced around a bit, trying to decide on what she wanted when she suddenly heard a slightly shocked voice behind her and Lance say,
"Kitty?"
Kitty's eyes widened as she and Lance glanced at each other before turning around to see Kurt standing there. She let out a breath as he looked at her and then Lance and then her again.
She really hoped that he wouldn't freak out on her. She gave him a small smile and wave.
"Hi, Kurt."
A/N: Wow, I am so sorry that it took me so long to update but real life has been kicking my butt lately. Been a little stressful. But I finally managed to write a short chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it! Thanks to everyone who's still reading and reviewing this and to anyone who has just recently found it! Enjoy! (Oh and before I forget, no offense to anyone who likes Justin Timberlake, what is said about him in this chapter is just something my friends and I noticed and I felt it'd be amusing in this chapter.)
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Rogue stared at him, her look a mixture of both disbelief and anger. It was mostly disbelief though. Had he really just said what she thought he had just said? Pietro shook his head a bit and rolled his eyes, reading her perfectly.
"Don't look at me like that. Yes, I just gave you an order. So you're going to sit down and we're going to have another talk." Pietro told her.
Rogue scowled at him.
"Maybe I don't want to have another talk." she said. Pietro shrugged.
"Too bad. We all have to do things in life that we don't life. I have to look at Evan, Justin Timberlake has to realize he's white..." Pietro gave her a pointed look. "And you'll have to talk to me." He pushed her down into a chair. "Deal with it and be honored." She raised an eyebrow and looked as if she was going to say something before he interrupted her. "No, don't say anything." Rogue rolled her eyes. And just how were they supposed to have a talk if he wouldn't let her get a single word in? "I have something to say and you're just going to have to sit there and listen."
Rogue fought the urge to roll her eyes again. There was no way she was going to get caught doing that. Again.
"I know you're freaked out about that kiss, but you shouldn't be. So, yeah, technically we probably shouldn't have kissed. Not the point. The point is that it was a good kiss. And I think we should do it again." He held up a hand. "Don't say I'm crazy. I'm not."
"I seriously doubt that, Pietro." She shook her head. "What are you thinking? Kiss me again? Do you have a death wish?"
Pietro let out a sound of frustration. "Nooo." He looked down at her before leaning against her desk. "I just want to kiss you again. Is that really so hard to believe?"
Rogue looked at him as if the answer were obvious. "Yeah." Pietro rolled his eyes, shook his head, and let out a sigh. She was impossible. Really.
"Well that's really stupid." he snorted. Rogue turned to look at him.
"Did you just call me stupid, Silver?"
"Not technically. I said that you not believing me is stupid, which I suppose when you think about it could mean that I was saying you're stupid. Up to you. Do you want to think of it as me saying you're stupid? Because I can make into that. But that's not as much fun and besides it's completely away from the point."
Rogue shook her head as if to clear it. "And that would be..." she trailed off, a question in her voice. Pietro sighed.
"Ah, Roguey, that would be the fact that not only do I want to kiss you again, but you want me to kiss you." All this was said in a smug tone that was pure Pietro.
Rogue's eyes widened a bit at that.
"What?"
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Wanda studied it, a suspicious look in her eyes, before she looked up at Kurt. He was pretty much the only reason she was even here. Okay, so he was definitely the only reason she was here. And she was sure that he was the only reason that she was even considering trying that...concoction. Or whatever it was.
"What is it?" she asked. Kurt smiled, shaking his head.
"Don't look at it like that, it won't bite you." he teased. She frowned at him.
"What is it?" she repeated. Kurt's smile widened.
"Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream. It's great. You'll like it."
Wanda eyed the ice cream a bit warily. "I don't know, Kurt...it looks funny." Kurt raised an eyebrow and tried to keep from laughing.
"That's the pieces of brownie that are in the ice cream. Just try it."
"Well..." She looked up at Kurt and then back down at the spoonful he was holding out to her.
"Come on. Don't you trust me?" he asked. The moment the words were out of his mouth, his eyes widened a bit. What a question to ask. Wanda didn't trust easily and he'd just blurted it out like...like...like he didn't know what. He looked at her cautiously.
Wanda looked up at him and then slowly she leaned over and took the spoon in her mouth. Kurt's smile returned. He'd take that as a sign that she trusted him.
Okay, so maybe it was just trusting him about whether or not she'd like a certain flavor of ice cream, but it was a start.
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Rogue stared at Pietro in disbelief. He was kidding, right? Did he honestly mean that? Could he really be that smug? As she looked up at him, she got her answer.
Oh yeah. He could.
She fought the urge to either roll her eyes again or just shove at him. She settled for giving him a look that dared him to repeat what he had just said.
"You heard me," he told her. "You want me to kiss you again."
"And what makes you say that?" Rogue demanded. Pietro leaned down so that their faces were only inches a part. He smirked.
"Your eyes."
Rogue tried pulling back a bit and found that he had put a hand behind her head to prevent that. Her eyes moved from his to look to the side, since that was the only possible way for her to even glance at his hand. She looked back at him.
"Pietro, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking at you."
"Why are you looking at me?" Pietro smiled.
"Because I want to." His smile widened. "And because I'm going to kiss you again."
Rogue's eyes widened. Oh boy. She had better get away from him.
Now.
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"Lance, are you like sure you don't mind? I mean we can go back to the Institute...or well, I like can. But we don't have to stop if you don't want." Kitty said, looking up at him. Lance glanced down at her as he pulled to a stop at the curb. He smiled at her.
"I'm sure. Don't worry about it Kitty. It's not a problem. Just means that we spend more time together." His smile turned a bit sheepish. That certainly didn't sound like he was part of the Brotherhood. If the guys could see him now they'd think he'd gone completely soft. He glanced at Kitty again as they climbed out of the Jeep.
Well, okay, so maybe he had. Not that it was a bad thing.
Neither one of them said anything as they took hold of each other's hand and began to walk to the door. Kitty glanced around a bit, trying to decide on what she wanted when she suddenly heard a slightly shocked voice behind her and Lance say,
"Kitty?"
Kitty's eyes widened as she and Lance glanced at each other before turning around to see Kurt standing there. She let out a breath as he looked at her and then Lance and then her again.
She really hoped that he wouldn't freak out on her. She gave him a small smile and wave.
"Hi, Kurt."