A/N: ^-^ Thank you! Sorry about the Scott/Jean thing. In an earlier chapter I said that they had shown up, so I thought I better at least have them say something but I didn't know what it should be. And don't worry; I won't let poor Roguey be out in the cold. I'm a Romy fan, but an even bigger Remy fan. I just needed a conflict so that Sam and Star's relationship wouldn't seem too smooth. (Am I saying too much?) Anyways, I hope this chapter isn't too bad.
Disclaimer: I wish.
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"Boy, Lance really made the place look nice." Jubilee commented as she walked around and looked at the flowers. "I wish Bobby would be more romantic."
Kitty set on the bed almost in tears. "Lance really tried. He always does."
Jubilee took a seat next to her. "Then chances are that if you beg for him to forgive you, he'll over look what you said and later just use it against you when he wants something."
"You saw how upset he was,"
"I'm pretty sure all of Bayville could feel his reaction,"
"I really do care about Lance, but I like have feelings for Peter too."
"As on again off again as the two of you have been and as sweet as Peter is it's no surprise."
"Well Lance took it as a surprise,"
"Do ya really blame the guy," Rogue walked in. "You called out another guys name in bed! And next time you decide to do something like that make sure a person's not going to hurt themselves in the shower." She rubbed a spot on her leg where she hit the faucet.
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"How would you react?" Lance asked from his spot on the edge of the bed.
"For starters, I think I would know if the dude I was bangin' had a thing for someone else," Star answered arms crossed as she leaned against the wall.
"Well, we don't all have your powers."
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that answer. The negative vibes you know. If it did ever happen to me it's a safe bet that the person who did its chance of survival would be slim to none."
"I care about Kitty. I would never want to hurt her."
"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you should've. I think you're handling things pretty well. With the combinations of your temper and powers…with mine…well let's just say we're both destructive and that you keep your cool better."
"How long has she had a thing for that Russian? Why couldn't I see it…why didn't you tell me?!"
"Yo, back down. Not very long, because you love her, and it's not my place to be gettin' involved in other peoples affairs."
"Affairs?! Did they—?!"
"No! No, I meant business or relationships."
"Oh,"
"How 'bout I get us some drinks?"
"Fine,"
"Don't…shake anything while I'm gone." She stepped out closing the door behind her.
She let out a sigh, feeling bad about that one answer. She never meant for it to come out like that. It was a mixture of both his and her emotions and brought up some sore feeling from the past.
"How's it going, cherie?" Remy asked from behind startling her.
"He's still upset, but who wouldn't be."
"Rogue went to give Jubes a hand with Kitty."
"So how was it?" Star asked with a smile.
"A gentleman doesn't discuss such things,"
"Yeah, well when I see one I'll know not to ask. So spill,"
"She seemed to enjoy herself," he grinned.
"And I know you did."
"What about you? You were telling me something about Sam before Lance rocked the place."
"Just that we got together. Ex-hubby interrupted before anything could happen."
"Something would have?"
"With all the energy comin' from you and Rogue alone," she said smiling as she stepped off the last step. He too was smiling.
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"Roberto," Rahne tilted her head to see him better. She was leaning against him. "Are you going home for the holidays?"
"I thought about the two of us going to see your family for a few days and then go see mine."
"When did you two get married?" Ray asked interrupting.
"I think it sounds sweet." Tabby said grabbing a hold of his arm.
"Oh, no," Ray shook his head.
"Now come on Ray, you're the type that mothers love to see their daughters bring home." Rahne teased.
"Yeah right."
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"Hey," Star greeted Sam as he joined her on her way to the kitchen.
"So, how's it going?"
"How do ya think?"
"That gotta hurt,"
Star nodded in agreement as she sorted through the bottles looking for one a little more than half way full. Sam bit his lip as he debated whether or not to ask Star what he had been wondering about. Unfortunately, the alcohol he had consumed helped him to make the wrong decision.
"Pietro brought up something earlier,"
"You mean he can still form logical sentences?"
"If you had feeling for someone else, you would have told me right?"
"In a lot better way than Kitty did Lance," she stopped what she was doing and turned to face him.
"So you're over all your ex's?"
"Are you trying to say something?"
"It's just that Pietro thinks you still have feeling for Gambit,"
Star was starting to get angry. Sam didn't have to say anymore. She knew that he had started to think the same thing.
"I do have feelings, for most of my ex's. I asked you if you were okay with that,"
"Yeah and as friends I am, but do you like him as more than just friends?"
"I can't believe you're asking me this!"
"I just need to know,"
"What? You think I was taking you for a test drive on the picnic table?!"
"No, I never meant to imply—"
"Well you are whether you meant to or not,"
"But I never said—"
"You don't have to!" She grabbed a practically full bottle of rum. "If it hadn't been for Remy I never would have said anything to you about how I feel! But I did and I meant it." She walked away, lights flicking a little, much like the way they do when Wanda's upset. When she saw Pietro in the living room, with just a look he flew over onto Scott and Jean's lap.
"Hey-what-did-I-do?!"
She continued to make her way upstairs.
"Star, wait!" Sam followed behind her. But she entered the room where Lance was waiting and slammed the door shut.
"Um…did I miss something?" Lance asked as she took a seat on the other side of the bed and downed a mouth full of rum.
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"Kurt," Bobby said standing next to him. "Whatever you do, don't piss off Wanda." Kurt looked at him. "I don't think that we would survive if those three were all really angry at the same time."
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Sam stood outside the door. He was regretting ever listening to Pietro. He knew that the doubts he had felt, Star had picked up on. Still, she got a lot madder than he though she would.
"You might as well forget about her come out tonight." Sam turned to see Remy standing at the top of the stairs. "I saw da bottle of rum she took with her."
"I got her and last her in less than four hours."
"I think we should have a chat."
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"Is Kitty still upstairs?" Peter asked looking around.
"Give her time, yo. She just split with Lance."
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Remy and Sam had gone outside. Nether of the two were very talkative.
"When Remy first met Star, she was this shy girl who was trying to understand her powers. She's still a little shy, but she's getting the hang of her powers."
Sam looked at him, not getting where he was going with this.
"Okay, you don't need a whole history on our relationship together."
Sam didn't like that 'our relationship together' part. He kept envisioning them wrapped around each other.
"When you and Star were out here earlier did things seem to be…very passionate? Really intense?"
"I guess so. Yeah,"
"I'm sure Pietro told you I was her first,"
Sam nodded.
"Pietro, I don't think understood what he had been observing." Remy looked up to the sky. "It was more than just being the one she lost her virginity to."
"What do ya mean?"
"Her powers were new; emotions were strong…if you think that things were intense earlier,"
"Not wanting a visual of the two of you together,"
"Without meaning to we became linked…she knew what I was thinking and feeling, and vise versa. We had a taste of each others lives. We knew things about each other we had never told anyone before."
"Does she 'link' to everyone she gets with?"
"No. After that time she learned how to prevent it. You know how much she likes her privacy."
They both smiled recalling the time she tacked Bobby and ending up in a wrestling match when he was about to blab about something that had happened one night when they and John had went out.
"The bond between us is still there,"
"You mean you can still read her thoughts?"
"No, but we have a strong unspoken connection that's too hard to explain."
"How long do ya thing it will be before she lets me talk to her?"
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Back in the room, Lance and Star were on the bed singing:
"Yo ho yo ho a pirate's life for me…"
"I love that movie."
The bottle of rum wasn't even quit half empty, but they had been drinking since the start of the party.
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A/N: This didn't turn out how I had envisioned it. I had dramatic arguments and discussion mapped out in my mind but when I sat down to type…well, you see what I ended up with.
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