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The next morning

"Hey you two, wake up yo."

With all the patience of a three year old Todd ripped the blue duvet away from the dozing Lance and Rogue as they reused to move. An act that left him open to a flying pillow and various curses from the two on the bed.

"Leave them alone Todd. I would have thought you'd have learnt by now that it's impossible to get those two up in the morning. I remember what they did to you in Corfu."

Todd winced at the memory and glared at Pietro for bringing it up. Even though he had only woken five minutes ago, next to Lance and Rogue Pietro was the one of the five that most hated mornings. He had had a shower already, was impeccably dressed with perfect hair and was now sitting cross-legged on his bed, making fun of the rest of them. Sometimes Todd really hated the fact that his power super speed, it just made him so much more annoying, and you could never catch him!

He was distracted from his glaring contest with the speedster by a very long, very depressed groan from Lance. He was sitting up in bed, no shirt on, sleep in his eyes and his lower lip stuck out in a pout, staring soulfully at the door to the bathroom that Rogue had flown through a few seconds ago, obviously too tired to bother walking. He was just about to yell at Pietro who had been making various comments when the door to the bathroom swung open and a finger appeared around the doorframe and beckoned to her bag which unzipped, and pushed a pile of clothes into the air before zipping shut again. As though they were attached by a string the pile of clothing floated over to the slim finger and once they had entered the bathroom the door closed with a bang. The silence that had descended when the door opened fell away as though it had never been there and Lance opened his mouth to yell at the speedster, Fred started speculating about breakfast while Todd just hopped about the room. In fact they didn't stop until a pillow hit Lance.

"Bathroom's free babe."

Swiftly kissing her boyfriend Rogue shoved him toward the bathroom and settled down to play cards with the other boys after Todd had unearthed a pack they got in Athens with pictures of all the Gods. Lance always spent ages in the shower; they couldn't all have superspeed after all.

Half an hour later

"So now what?"

Lance had appeared about five minutes ago but had waited for their game to finish before interrupting.

"Breakfast of course. Fred's stomach has been rumbling for ages, you really shouldn't spend so much time in the shower you know. At least when I'm not with you."

However that last bit was said so that only he could hear, which wasn't difficult seeing as how she had stood and folded herself into his arms, she may love the other boys but there were some things that they just weren't supposed to know.

"Just go down to breakfast, with all the other kids here, areyoufuckinginsane?"

None of the others could understand the last speedy talk part of the sentence, but the gist of it was very clear, especially because they were all thinking the same thing.

"No. They ran me out of here last time and they're not going to do it again. Besides, I know Jubilee and the rest of the gossips in this school; there'll be hundreds of stories flying around about you. We might as well shock them by not caring, and give them a proper show at the same time."

A wicked grin appeared on each face as all the Brotherhood realised just what she was saying.

At the dining hall: breakfast

It was loud, that was the only word Logan could use to describe breakfast at this school. Cutlery, plates, book bags, all banging about all over the place. Voices fluctuated between whispers as the teenagers shared secrets, and screams as they spoke to someone a few tables over. But this morning every whisper, every scream referred to Rogue and the guys who had crashed the ball with her the night before, and to the five seats that remained empty at the teachers table.

Jubilee was one of the loudest, flaunting theories all over the place, but she stopped in mid-screech when the object of her speculations just calmly walked through the open doors.

The five teenagers didn't seem to notice the consternation they were causing, instead they just walked through the aisle between the tables heading to the teacher's dais.

They bore absolutely no resemblance to the dangerous group that had interrupted the ball, instead they appeared to be perfectly normal and comfortable with each other.

They were all dressed in jeans of various colours, from the palest blue, more from wear than design, to midnight blue, fading and rips were the only sign of decoration on any of their clothes. Fred and Todd each wore a short sleeve t-shirt, Fred's pale blue, and Todd's a muddy green, Pietro had a silver short sleeve button down shirt, and Lance a grey wife-beater. They each had a matching thick silver chain around their necks and although Lance was the only one who showed the Chinese symbol on his shoulder the other boys all showed another design somewhere on their bodies.

Pietro had a group of vines twisting around each wrist, thick ropy vines with big, sharp, pointy thorns interspersed between the ropes. Todd had a circlet of barbed wire just showing underneath his sleeve, and Fred had a very complicated Celtic cross running between his elbow and his shoulder, the cross bar circling the entire width of his arm. Lance had a flaming dagger on the base of his neck with two ribbons of flame encompassing his neck to meet in the centre of his chest. And there were probably more all over their bodies in the opinion of all the 'good' boys and girls who watched them walk passed.

But it was Rogue who shocked them the most, they hadn't really paid much attention to her last night, but she was different from the girl they had known. Dressed in a plain white halter top and dark blue jeans with a plain silver cross and small silver hoops, the tattoo the all shared showed on her shoulder, and there was a dragon with its wings spread wide over her back. But the main difference was the fact that she wore no gloves.

All the time they had known Rogue she had been nice, friendly, but shy, as though her gloves put a large wall between her and everyone else, but now. She was pressed into Lance's side, his arm around her shoulder, hers around his waist. They were all laughing and joking as they made their way to the empty seats by Logan and the other teachers, ignoring the whispers that had broken out. One especially loud burst of laughter drew everyone's eyes again, just in time to see Rogue swiping at Todd before Lance pulled her in closer, and as they'd reached the table he sat down and pulled his girlfriend into his lap where he proceeded to kiss her thoroughly. Both of them ignoring the hoots and cat calls from their friends and the glares that Scott, Kurt and especially Logan directed towards Lance.

"Break it up you two."

Storm finally crashed their party and pried the couple apart, directing Rogue to her seat with only a small pout from the smaller girl that was followed by a larger smile directed at Professor Xavier.

In the continuing silence everyone could hear their conversation before a stony glare from Pietro made them start swapping rumours again.

"Please Professor, please, please, please!"

The cry that came from all five teenagers simultaneously managed to draw everyone's attention back to them. They had entered the room twenty-five minutes ago and it was only for the last two minutes that conversation had moved onto something other than those five.

From the looks on the teachers' faces they had been begging for whatever it was for a while. Finally with a sigh the professor spoke up.

"All right. You can move into the old cottage, but there are conditions. It must be fully repaired and safe before you move in, and you will eat at least one meal every day in the mansion."

But it was unlikely that the Brotherhood heard his conditions, they had grabbed hold of Logan and Scott and yelled something about going to see this cottage, wherever it was.

As they sauntered down the aisle, laughing and talking away with Scott and Logan, Kurt and Ororo had stood with them and they were all excitedly talking about this cottage as they left the room, all oblivious to the whispers. They couldn't be moving in here, could the? The professor wouldn't allow, she's too dangerous." And other statements of that ilk.

Everyone was silent, including the nine trying to leave, when Bobby stood and confronted them. He had obviously had his confidence puffed up by Jubilee and the others that they were sitting with. His hands were folded into fists and ice was forming around his feet, and when he spoke his voice was filled with ice.

"Take your hands off of my girlfriend."

depressionisanillusion: yeah, punctuation isn't my best thing, hopefully this chapter is better, although there still are some long sentences, if it's still bad please review again and tell me and I'll try to make it better.

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