AN: Hey again! Thanx soooooo much for the awsume reviews! You guyz are the
bomb! =)
I'm updating as much as I can, and since I have no life what so ever, its
alot. lol
I'm not yet sure where the romance will take us... Romy, Amara/Pyro.....
Any suggestions?
Also, would you like to have some good ol' Pyro goodies or not? Leave him
out and concentrate on Remy?
Tell me please! U all rock! Enjoy!
R&R
It had been two days since Remy arrived, and everyone accepted, or at least tolerated his presence. Wolverine stayed out of his way, but when they did meet he would only get an ugly look or two.
Remy was on the road to recovery and slowly making his way around. He was weary of the other students; he's never trusted anyone and he wasn't going to start now. He looked over the breakfast table at the Goth sitting quietly in the corner with a piece of toast in one hand and a book in the other.
Her emerald eyes stared at him from dark make-up, disguising her from others. When she caught him staring she would leave or give him a dirty look or sarcastic remark.
Not that Remy didn't like the attention from the untouchable Goth girl. "Hey dar sweetheart, do you wanna get Remy some water please?" He asked jokingly. To his surprise, Rogue actually got up and put some ice in a cup and filled it with water. "Thanks cher-" Before he could finish, she walked over and dumped it all over him!
Remy stood up startled. Cold ice rolled down his shirt causing him to dance around, which only cause laughter from the present students. "Got ice?" Rogue asked, putting down the glass in front of him. Remy just glared. He really wasn't that threatening with water dripping down his nose and his hair hanging in his face. Rogue smiled and left the room. "Dat's it chere. Two can play at dat game..."
***
Someone watched silently from the bushes. A flash of red caught Wolverine's attention. He smelled the air; smoke and sweat. He could hear the heart beating rapidly in the intruders chest, making him easy to track.
Wolverine unsheathed his deadly claws from their flesh and bone encasement, making a quick chopping nose and he swiped the air in front of him. Without warning, Wolverine lept. A startled screech echoed through out the yard and Wolverine pinned the intruder to a tree, his razor sharp claws biting into the boy's soft flesh of his neck.
Pyro. He remembered the kid from the fight, he was one of Magneto's lackeys. Wolverine snarled and picked the boy up by the collar, making his feet hang above ground. "Now," He growled, causing a satisfying flinch from the younger man. "Do ya mind tellin' me what your doing here, or do I need to persuade you a little?" His eye's gleamed as Pyro wriggled nervously, trying to stay away from the fearsome talons of his attacker. "Right mate, no problem..." He started, his voice shaking. "I'm just checkin' up on LaBeau. He's been gone awhile and..." He was cut off as Logan dropped him to the ground with a thud.
"What business do you have with the Cajun?" He asked, keeping his claws within Pryo's sight. "Just to talk mate, I swear it!" "Did Magneto send ya?" Logan growled, his face pinched as if saying his name was loathsome.
"No!" Stammered Pyro, clearly intimated by the short Canadian. "He don't know I'm here. Just come to talk." "Logan, bring our visitor to my office at once." Xavier's voice said in his head, causing him to falter. "In one piece if you will." He added. Logan grunted and picked up Pyro by the collar. "The Professor wants to see ya. But mind ya, if so much as look at anyone in a way I don't like, I won't hesitate to slice and dice and Charles won't be able to help ya. Got it?"
Pyro paled a bit and nodded. Logan shook his head. "Lets go."
Replies: Natural(): Thanks so much for the review! Ur right Romy is fun to write. I might add a dash of Pyro maybe. He's one of my fave characters and doesn't seem to get the deserved attention! lol Thanks alot!
It had been two days since Remy arrived, and everyone accepted, or at least tolerated his presence. Wolverine stayed out of his way, but when they did meet he would only get an ugly look or two.
Remy was on the road to recovery and slowly making his way around. He was weary of the other students; he's never trusted anyone and he wasn't going to start now. He looked over the breakfast table at the Goth sitting quietly in the corner with a piece of toast in one hand and a book in the other.
Her emerald eyes stared at him from dark make-up, disguising her from others. When she caught him staring she would leave or give him a dirty look or sarcastic remark.
Not that Remy didn't like the attention from the untouchable Goth girl. "Hey dar sweetheart, do you wanna get Remy some water please?" He asked jokingly. To his surprise, Rogue actually got up and put some ice in a cup and filled it with water. "Thanks cher-" Before he could finish, she walked over and dumped it all over him!
Remy stood up startled. Cold ice rolled down his shirt causing him to dance around, which only cause laughter from the present students. "Got ice?" Rogue asked, putting down the glass in front of him. Remy just glared. He really wasn't that threatening with water dripping down his nose and his hair hanging in his face. Rogue smiled and left the room. "Dat's it chere. Two can play at dat game..."
***
Someone watched silently from the bushes. A flash of red caught Wolverine's attention. He smelled the air; smoke and sweat. He could hear the heart beating rapidly in the intruders chest, making him easy to track.
Wolverine unsheathed his deadly claws from their flesh and bone encasement, making a quick chopping nose and he swiped the air in front of him. Without warning, Wolverine lept. A startled screech echoed through out the yard and Wolverine pinned the intruder to a tree, his razor sharp claws biting into the boy's soft flesh of his neck.
Pyro. He remembered the kid from the fight, he was one of Magneto's lackeys. Wolverine snarled and picked the boy up by the collar, making his feet hang above ground. "Now," He growled, causing a satisfying flinch from the younger man. "Do ya mind tellin' me what your doing here, or do I need to persuade you a little?" His eye's gleamed as Pyro wriggled nervously, trying to stay away from the fearsome talons of his attacker. "Right mate, no problem..." He started, his voice shaking. "I'm just checkin' up on LaBeau. He's been gone awhile and..." He was cut off as Logan dropped him to the ground with a thud.
"What business do you have with the Cajun?" He asked, keeping his claws within Pryo's sight. "Just to talk mate, I swear it!" "Did Magneto send ya?" Logan growled, his face pinched as if saying his name was loathsome.
"No!" Stammered Pyro, clearly intimated by the short Canadian. "He don't know I'm here. Just come to talk." "Logan, bring our visitor to my office at once." Xavier's voice said in his head, causing him to falter. "In one piece if you will." He added. Logan grunted and picked up Pyro by the collar. "The Professor wants to see ya. But mind ya, if so much as look at anyone in a way I don't like, I won't hesitate to slice and dice and Charles won't be able to help ya. Got it?"
Pyro paled a bit and nodded. Logan shook his head. "Lets go."
Replies: Natural(): Thanks so much for the review! Ur right Romy is fun to write. I might add a dash of Pyro maybe. He's one of my fave characters and doesn't seem to get the deserved attention! lol Thanks alot!
