A/N: Hey all! Sry it took me so long. =(
Hope this chappie will brighten your day and all that jazz. Just got back
from a drama compition but I didn't place this one. *sniffles* oh well
theres always next week. Lol
Anywho, R&R. Luvs and hugs.
Pyro sat dejectedly in the corner. His arm hurt. He sucked on his grape flavored lollipop sadly. Amara still hadn't talked to him. Maybe he should play hard to get! That was an idea.
He jumped up and walked over to where Amara and her friends where sitting and simply walked past as if not even noticing her wave. He saw Amara frown. "Oh yeah. I'm just to hot to resist. Get it, hot!?" He snickered at his private joke and contuined on.
She would fall madly in love with him. Maybe. Oh yeah. He smiled, tossing the naked lollipop stick in the trashcan as he went.
Suddenly he felt a gust of window pass him. "Thats not wind." He muttered. Oh crikey. Pietro.
He saw a white blur and with practiced "grace" he flung a stick to where he would probably end up. Luck was on his side, he decieded when he saw the white boy flung across the lawn.
He ran up to him and grabbed his arm as Pietro tried to steady himself. "What are you doin' 'ere mate?" He asked menacingly, gripping his good hand tighter around the speed demons thin arm.
"Let go of me you freak!" He said, pulling his arm easily out of Pyro's "death" grip.
With lightening speed Pietro pulled around him, jabbing him in the ribs as he went. Pyro doubled over from the force of the blow; he felt like he just got hit by a car.
"Thats why I'm here you wimp. You better come back or my old man's gonna have more of that in store for ya!"
With that, Pietro was off and over the fence.
Pyro struggled to his feet, wincing as he felt a jab flash across his chest. Walking as straight as he could up to Xavier's office, he decieded not to tell Xavier about the injury. It was just a bruise. Insecurity blew threw his mind, his normal cocky mask disappering.
He had been dumped too many times to be blown off from this place.
Strutting up to the Proffeser's door, he knocked.
"Come in John." Pyro shuddered; he hated when he did that.
"Pietro was here. Just in a minute ago."
Xavier raised his eyebrow, concerned.
"What did he say?" He asked suspisiously.
"Just that Mag's wanted us back and all. That was it." He was lying threw his teeth. Well it really wasn't lying persay. It was just witholding information. That didn't make him feel any better.
"Alright, thank you John."
Pyro nodded and started to leave.
"Did he say anything else Pyro?" Pyro flinched.
"Naw, just the message mate."
Xavier nodded, albiet somewhat suspiously.
John nodded goodbye and closed the door behind him.
He felt like his side was on fire. Piercing needles driving through his skin and up his spine.
It was just a bruising right? Course it was.
***
Remy walked over to Rogue alittle shyly.
"Hey dar chere."
"Hey cajun." He smiled; she had greeted him! Not "go away swamp rat" or "scat before ah drain ya."
He sat nervously next to her, fearing her wrath.
"You not angry at Remy den?" He asked hopefully. Rogue sighed.
"I dunno. I just... nevermind."
The Cajun raised his eyebrow. "Just, what chere?"
"That was my first real kiss. Other than the first when I drained the kid. Ended up in a coma." She dropped her head ashamed that she had let her guard down. She wasn't allowed to love. She would just end up being hurt or hurting someone else.
Gambit lifted her chin with his gloved hand, forcing her to look into his red on black eyes.
"I think Remy loves you Rogue."
Rogue was taken back. Love? What was love?
"I-I can't." She sobbed, standing up suddenly.
"Rogue..."
She lifted glove hand in silence, biting her lip as her tears flowed.
"Ah'm sorry, I just...can't."
"Can't or won't?"
"Just leave me alone cajun."
She walked off hugging herself, tears silently coursing down her porcelian cheeks.
She just couldn't.
***
Pyro shifted uncomfortably on his bed. Sleep was beneath him. Maybe he should have told the Proffeser.
"John? You sleepin'?" Remy's voice came from the door open door.
Pyro quickly closed his eyes. "I was mate, come on in." He feinghed rubbing his eyes as Remy walked in.
"Tanks." Pyro nodded and yawned.
"What's on yer mind mate?" He asked tiredly, trying to keep the edge off his voice.
"It's Rogue." Pyro nodded knowingly. He had seen his glances at her and the quick glances she shot across the table when she thought no one was looking.
"She said she couldn't love me. Remy don't know what to do." Remy shrugged, sitting on the edge of John's bed.
Over the past few months, John had become like Remy's little brother, he helped him with training and such and he knew John was not as secure as he pretended to be. He was hurtin' like the rest of them. He was just a better actor than most.
He noticed John wince as he shifted abit.
Remy's brow knitted. "Somethin' wrong homme?" He asked concered.
Pyro shot him a frantic look.
"Nope, nothing wrong."
"I don't believe you."
"Why not? Liars go to bad places mate."
Remy rolled his eyes. "Stop playin' 'round. Just drop the act for a minute. I heard 'bout Pietro. What happened?"
John sighed; he couldn't hide nothing from his cajun friend.
Lifting up his shirt slightly, Remy gasped.
A large black and blue bruise adored his pale skin.
"Pietro did dis?" He asked. That didn't sound like Pietro. Sure he was a spoiled, brat and daddy's boy, but he wasn't violent persay. At least not towards any of them.
John just nodded.
Remy got up. "Come on den. Gotta be gettin' you to the docs. Gettin' patched up."
Pyro shot him a look. "No way mate. I mean, I don't wanna be no trouble and cause inconvience or nothing..."
Remy's gaze softed. "Its alright homme. There not gonna be upset."
John nodded silently and got of bed slowly.
"Come of den." Remy smiled suddenly. "If I had a penny for every time I had to drap you down to medic..."
"Shut up cajun!" Pyro laughed.
Remy chuckled.
Little did either know that someone was watching them.
And they weren't happy.
***
A/N: hehehe cliffie!! I know. Don't be hating! *dodges rotten fruit* Anyway, review pretty please and I'll update a.s.a.p. if you want you can even give me suggestions. Anyway! Peace, love and good fanfic to all! P.S. Sry for the angst boat there. Had to get some in cuz the next one is gonna be more humerous and all. =)
Next chapter teaser: Rogue confesses, Magnetos back, and Pyro tries again. Tries being the key word. pps: never gonna be slash. dont ask. remy and pyro r just friends so deal with it.
Replies: lonewolf44: Thanks for the review! Hope you liked!
chibidrummergirl: Hey! Thanks for the review. Your the bestest! Hope you liked the Romy interaction or lack there of! LOL
Midnight Selene: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like the Pyro humor! What's Jonda again?
ishandahalf: Hi! *waves* So glad you liked the last chappie! yup, don't worry more kissage coming along. lol ehhee heres a lollipop!
Pyro sat dejectedly in the corner. His arm hurt. He sucked on his grape flavored lollipop sadly. Amara still hadn't talked to him. Maybe he should play hard to get! That was an idea.
He jumped up and walked over to where Amara and her friends where sitting and simply walked past as if not even noticing her wave. He saw Amara frown. "Oh yeah. I'm just to hot to resist. Get it, hot!?" He snickered at his private joke and contuined on.
She would fall madly in love with him. Maybe. Oh yeah. He smiled, tossing the naked lollipop stick in the trashcan as he went.
Suddenly he felt a gust of window pass him. "Thats not wind." He muttered. Oh crikey. Pietro.
He saw a white blur and with practiced "grace" he flung a stick to where he would probably end up. Luck was on his side, he decieded when he saw the white boy flung across the lawn.
He ran up to him and grabbed his arm as Pietro tried to steady himself. "What are you doin' 'ere mate?" He asked menacingly, gripping his good hand tighter around the speed demons thin arm.
"Let go of me you freak!" He said, pulling his arm easily out of Pyro's "death" grip.
With lightening speed Pietro pulled around him, jabbing him in the ribs as he went. Pyro doubled over from the force of the blow; he felt like he just got hit by a car.
"Thats why I'm here you wimp. You better come back or my old man's gonna have more of that in store for ya!"
With that, Pietro was off and over the fence.
Pyro struggled to his feet, wincing as he felt a jab flash across his chest. Walking as straight as he could up to Xavier's office, he decieded not to tell Xavier about the injury. It was just a bruise. Insecurity blew threw his mind, his normal cocky mask disappering.
He had been dumped too many times to be blown off from this place.
Strutting up to the Proffeser's door, he knocked.
"Come in John." Pyro shuddered; he hated when he did that.
"Pietro was here. Just in a minute ago."
Xavier raised his eyebrow, concerned.
"What did he say?" He asked suspisiously.
"Just that Mag's wanted us back and all. That was it." He was lying threw his teeth. Well it really wasn't lying persay. It was just witholding information. That didn't make him feel any better.
"Alright, thank you John."
Pyro nodded and started to leave.
"Did he say anything else Pyro?" Pyro flinched.
"Naw, just the message mate."
Xavier nodded, albiet somewhat suspiously.
John nodded goodbye and closed the door behind him.
He felt like his side was on fire. Piercing needles driving through his skin and up his spine.
It was just a bruising right? Course it was.
***
Remy walked over to Rogue alittle shyly.
"Hey dar chere."
"Hey cajun." He smiled; she had greeted him! Not "go away swamp rat" or "scat before ah drain ya."
He sat nervously next to her, fearing her wrath.
"You not angry at Remy den?" He asked hopefully. Rogue sighed.
"I dunno. I just... nevermind."
The Cajun raised his eyebrow. "Just, what chere?"
"That was my first real kiss. Other than the first when I drained the kid. Ended up in a coma." She dropped her head ashamed that she had let her guard down. She wasn't allowed to love. She would just end up being hurt or hurting someone else.
Gambit lifted her chin with his gloved hand, forcing her to look into his red on black eyes.
"I think Remy loves you Rogue."
Rogue was taken back. Love? What was love?
"I-I can't." She sobbed, standing up suddenly.
"Rogue..."
She lifted glove hand in silence, biting her lip as her tears flowed.
"Ah'm sorry, I just...can't."
"Can't or won't?"
"Just leave me alone cajun."
She walked off hugging herself, tears silently coursing down her porcelian cheeks.
She just couldn't.
***
Pyro shifted uncomfortably on his bed. Sleep was beneath him. Maybe he should have told the Proffeser.
"John? You sleepin'?" Remy's voice came from the door open door.
Pyro quickly closed his eyes. "I was mate, come on in." He feinghed rubbing his eyes as Remy walked in.
"Tanks." Pyro nodded and yawned.
"What's on yer mind mate?" He asked tiredly, trying to keep the edge off his voice.
"It's Rogue." Pyro nodded knowingly. He had seen his glances at her and the quick glances she shot across the table when she thought no one was looking.
"She said she couldn't love me. Remy don't know what to do." Remy shrugged, sitting on the edge of John's bed.
Over the past few months, John had become like Remy's little brother, he helped him with training and such and he knew John was not as secure as he pretended to be. He was hurtin' like the rest of them. He was just a better actor than most.
He noticed John wince as he shifted abit.
Remy's brow knitted. "Somethin' wrong homme?" He asked concered.
Pyro shot him a frantic look.
"Nope, nothing wrong."
"I don't believe you."
"Why not? Liars go to bad places mate."
Remy rolled his eyes. "Stop playin' 'round. Just drop the act for a minute. I heard 'bout Pietro. What happened?"
John sighed; he couldn't hide nothing from his cajun friend.
Lifting up his shirt slightly, Remy gasped.
A large black and blue bruise adored his pale skin.
"Pietro did dis?" He asked. That didn't sound like Pietro. Sure he was a spoiled, brat and daddy's boy, but he wasn't violent persay. At least not towards any of them.
John just nodded.
Remy got up. "Come on den. Gotta be gettin' you to the docs. Gettin' patched up."
Pyro shot him a look. "No way mate. I mean, I don't wanna be no trouble and cause inconvience or nothing..."
Remy's gaze softed. "Its alright homme. There not gonna be upset."
John nodded silently and got of bed slowly.
"Come of den." Remy smiled suddenly. "If I had a penny for every time I had to drap you down to medic..."
"Shut up cajun!" Pyro laughed.
Remy chuckled.
Little did either know that someone was watching them.
And they weren't happy.
***
A/N: hehehe cliffie!! I know. Don't be hating! *dodges rotten fruit* Anyway, review pretty please and I'll update a.s.a.p. if you want you can even give me suggestions. Anyway! Peace, love and good fanfic to all! P.S. Sry for the angst boat there. Had to get some in cuz the next one is gonna be more humerous and all. =)
Next chapter teaser: Rogue confesses, Magnetos back, and Pyro tries again. Tries being the key word. pps: never gonna be slash. dont ask. remy and pyro r just friends so deal with it.
Replies: lonewolf44: Thanks for the review! Hope you liked!
chibidrummergirl: Hey! Thanks for the review. Your the bestest! Hope you liked the Romy interaction or lack there of! LOL
Midnight Selene: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like the Pyro humor! What's Jonda again?
ishandahalf: Hi! *waves* So glad you liked the last chappie! yup, don't worry more kissage coming along. lol ehhee heres a lollipop!
