Title:Untitled For now.

Summary: Takes place Right after X2, there are x2 spoilers. I can't say much. Rogue keeps receiving letters from John, which finally leads to them meeting again. Ryro PyroRogue

Rating: PG-13 for some language.

Pairing-Pyro and Rogue

Disclaimer- I don't own x-men. Or anything.

Now here is chap.1

St. John allerdyce sat in one of the leather seats of the x-jet. He along with Bobby and Rogue were sitting in there for nearly and hour. He was getting ticked off, They were sitting in a jet while the x-men got to fight stryker. He couldn't take it anymore. "that's it!" He said getting up. He pressed the button that opened the door. "John, where are you going?" Bobby asked. "I'm sick of this kid's table shit, I'm out of here." He started to walk out of the jet. "John they told us to stay here." Rogue exclaimed. He turned around. "you always do what your told?" with that he walked out, leaving Rogue and bobby and leaving the x-men.

The memory always came back to him when someone mentioned anything about the X-men. John sat at the kitchen table at Magneto's base. His feet were propped up on the table and he was leaning back in his chair. He was flicking his lighter off and on. He used to do it often when he was with the x-men, but now her does it all the time. IT was sort of a habit for him. He could tell Magneto and Mystique were getting annoyed by it, but he didn't care, and he didn't care at the institute either. Magneto would sometimes use his powers to take away John's later but when he did, John would glare at him and make the lighter explode out of the lighter. Magneto would jump back and John would smirk. But magneto soon learned that everytime he took John's lighter he would get attacked by fire.

Mystique stood behind him cooking dinner (hey somebody has to do it) "John could you please stop that annoying flicking." Mystique asked nicely. "John smirked and continued flicking. Mystique sighed and slammed down the knife. She turned to John and snatched the lighter out of his hand. "hey!" He turned around in his chair. "I have had enough of you and this stupid thing!" She threw it towards the garbage. "nooooo!" John yelled as he cove for it, he caught it just before it reached the garbage. He landed on the floor with a thud. And of course magneto's office was right below the kitchen so he heard the bang and immediately ran up the stairs. John got up and glared at Mystique who was now back to cooking. "you…will…pay." John whispered harshly. "oh you will pay." John walked out of the kitchen and walked straight into Magneto. "Sir, I am sorry." He said. "Pyro what was that noise?"

"the banging?"

Magneto nodded. "that was me falling." Magneto cocked an eye-brow. "it's all changing womans fault!" He walked out of the room. Magneto grinned at the name he used for Mystique. Magneto walked into the kitchen and saw mystique by the stove. "what are you doing?" he asked, "cooking" she answered. "why?" she turned around. "Because we have to eat!" She turned back to the stove. "Have you been cooking all this time?" she nodded. "really I thought it was take out!"

"that good, huh?" She asked impressed.

"yes you are a very good cook, my dear."

John plopped down on his bed. He stared at the ceiling. 'is magneto really better than the x-men?' he thought. 'he does treat me better then anyone did at the mansion. Well except for Rogue, she was the only one who really cared about me. Sure Bobby was my friend but..' suddenly he became angry. ' but if he hadn't frozen my fire-ball Rogue could have been my girl-friend in stead of the stupid ice-block.' He turned over on his side, so he was staring at his digital clock. 1:32 pm. He would be in history class. Miss Munroe's class, where he first "met" Rogue. They were studying World War 1 before the whole Stryker incident. They were probably past that now, He imagined what history class was like.

He was sitting in the third row second seat, Rogue was right behind him. Bobby the "ice-block" was sitting next to her. Miss Munroe was at the front probably writing something on the board. Bobby was passig notes to Rogue, he knew because he heard her giggle quietly. When ever he saw the mtogether, he felt envious and stayed clear of them. The class felt like it went on forever when the bell finally rang, John hurried out of the class before Rogue and/ot Bobby would say something to him.

He admitted her missed that class. He missed the School. He missed the X-men. But most of all, He missed Rogue