Walking down the stairs and heading towards the door the four men could hear someone outside the door talking. They knew that it was Tricia, but they did not know whom she was talking too. Opening the door, they figured it out. She was on her cell phone yelling at someone about something, they did not know what.
"I really don't want to deal with you right now," Tricia was telling this to the person on the other end of the phone. She was looking at the boxes that she had all round her. There must have been about 15 altogether, all different sizes. One of the boxes was open and what seemed to have come out of it were knives, a sword, and a purple velvet bag.
"Don't fuck with me," as Tricia turned around, she realized that she was not alone. There were four very handsome men looking at her, and she then felt very foolish. "Let me call you back. NO LET ME CALL YOU BACK." She then hung up the phone, and smiled at the guys that were hanging out right outside the door.
"Hi, sorry about that, it was just a friend that likes to piss me off. Well, I guess that he isn't really a friend." She said looking around at all the stuff that she had all over the front lawn.
"What do you want us ta do cher." Remy said looking at all the boxes on the ground, wondering what she could have brought with her here.
Playing with her tongue ring, rolling it on her lips, looking at all the boxes that she had on the ground, she said, "Ahhhhh, let me think about how I did this. Hold on one second."
Pushing all the boxes into two different piles, muttering to herself, the men realized that this woman that was going to be staying with them for a while was not ordinary in any words. She was different to say the least. Now looking at her move, they noticed that she had the grace of a cat, but she was very unorthodox in the way the she was. She had her tongue pierced, which they noticed when she started playing with it. She had Orchids tattooed on her left shoulder, and on the small of her back, they noticed that she had an assortment of vines and flowers tattooed. Then looking at her face you could faintly see a nose stub. She was built like a dancer, and moved with the grace of one. The men feel in love at the sight of her.
"Why did you get those tattoos?" Bobby said looking at her when she turned around to look at them.
"What? Oh yeah, well I got them done because I like Orchids. I have this one," pointing to the one on her shoulder. "Then I have this vine of different types of Orchids on my back. I have these," pulling up her shirt to show he guys that she had two Blood Orchids on both of her hips. "Then on my feet I have a poem on a scroll, and an Orchid. You'll have to see it. It is in memory of my mother. She died over 3 years ago." Looking at the Remy, she realized just how beautiful he really was. How she wanted to be here, but she didn't want to bring the pain that she has brought to so many of her other lovers, and her friends, but these people were different and she knew it.
"Those boxes right there," pointing to the boxes that were farther away from the house. "Those can go where ever I guess that I am staying. I do not know where. I hope that you guys do."
"Bobby, why don't ya go an ask the Professor where Tricia will be staying. He didn't tell us." Logan said looking at Bobby. Bobby turned around with a jab in the side from Kurt.
"Okay, yeah, I'll go," turning around almost running into the door, not realizing that they had closed it behind them.
"Ja, guys think that Bobby has a crush? I thought that he and Rogue got together?" Kurt said in a whisper so that only Logan and Remy would hear him.
"Y' right 'bout him and Rogue getting' together, but I tink that we all have the same feelin' about her." Remy said walking over to Tricia with a sly smile on his face.
"I hope that the Cajun don't scare this girl off. She seems to be sweet. He needs to have something to take his mind off of Rogue," Logan said as Bobby came running back outside breathlessly.
"The Professor said that she is going to be staying in the room that is to the," Bobby said trying to think about what the Professor had told him, "left of Storm's room. Right next to her room."
Before anyone knew it, all of Tricia's things have all been put in the places that it all belonged, and before Remy knew it, he was becoming ore and more attracted to this woman. He knew nothing about her, but the more that he heard the more that he wanted to know. He wanted to know everything about her; everything about her and without knowing it, Tricia was feeling the same away about him. When she looked to those exotic eyes, she knew that there was something there that she wanted to get to know better.
Remy, Kurt, Logan, Bobby, and Tricia had been laughing for such a long time that they hadn't realized what time it was. It was almost six and Bobby had to leave because he was going to have dinner with Rogue, but for the rest of them, they did not know what to do. By this time Kurt, Remy, and Logan had helped Tricia put all her things away, even finding her panties, which she was embarrassed about, but broke out in giggles when she saw the looks on the guy's faces, and they did too.
As the four of them went downstairs, Tricia noticed that just about everyone in the Mansion was gone. Jean and Scott had gone to dinner and Salsa dancing. Rogue and Bobby had gone to dinner. Storm, Jubilee, and Kitty had a girl's night out, and the Professor had dinner with an old friend. The only people in the Mansion besides them were Warren, Peter, and Henri. They were all doing their own thing. Henri in the lab, and Peter and Warren sitting in the den next to the fire.
"So, what shall we do?" Tricia asked looking at the men that had been with her all day. "Are you guy's hungry?"
"Kinda. What do you want?" Kurt asked looking at the people that he has been with, surprised that he stayed so long with a woman that he did not even know, and was so entertained by her.
"I can make a good old fashioned College meal. Do you want that?" Tricia said with a smile on her face.
"What's a College meal?" Kurt said looking at Tricia is a confused look on his face.
"Da y' really want to know homme?" Remy said with a smile to both Kurt and Tricia.
"No let's get Chinese Takeout. Where are the menus?" Logan said not wanting anything that a College student had to offer.
"Should we ask anyone else if they want anything?" Kurt asked remembering that there were other people here.
"Yeah do that." Logan said rummaging though a drawer in the kitchen. Kurt turned around heading in the direction that the den was in.
Tricia looked at the place that she was in. She realized that she had not really looked at many of the places since she first came here. The Kitchen was large, which made since knowing how many people lived here at one time.
Remy noticed that she was looking around with wide eyes, "would y' like Remy to show y' around the Mansion?" She looked at him as he said it, and nodded with a smile.
Remy lead her away by the arm explaining many of the rooms. Logan just smiled as they left the kitchen knowing that there was going to be something between those two young people, but he didn't know what it was going to be.
"Dis is the den, with our wonderful team mates ArchAngel and Colossus readin' der books by de fire place." Remy pointing at his friends with a smile on his face, both ArchAngel and Colossus giving friendly 'hellos' and 'how are you this evenings.'
Walking though the Mansion Tricia had to say to herself that she really liked where she was. It had been along time since she felt like she was in some kind of home. Even when she was living in Austin for those few months she did not feel like it was at home, she didn't feel safe. Here she felt that there were people here that wanted to help her, get to know her, but she knew at the same time that there were people here that were afraid of her, and what she was. Tricia knew that there was going to be hard times for her as she made her mark, showed them that she was not weak, and could do anything.
"And dis is te' Danger Room. Dis is where we practice." Remy said looking at Tricia. She was looking around in amazement, not knowing what to do or to say. She ran her fingers along the walls of the room as though she did not know where she was going. Turing around he saw her smile at him, and he replied in a smile.
"The food is here." She said looking at the ceiling as though she was looking for something.
"How da y' know," all of a sudden before Remy could finish his sentence his cell phone went off. It was Logan telling him to come up to the kitchen, that the food had come. "Y' are good." He said with a smile on his lips, and she smiled a shy smile walking passed him touching his arm with her shoulder in a very seductive way, looking at him with yarning in her eyes.
Walking down the hall towards the elevator Remy stayed behind Tricia watching her walk. She walked with the grace of a tiger, and the pride of a peacock. He found her to be absolutely irresistible. He almost did not know what to do. He wanted to take her at that moment, but he knew that he could not.
The ride up the elevator was hard for both of them. Tricia wanted Remy, and Remy wanted Tricia, but they both knew that if they wanted something real then they would have to wait. They took the ride to the top in silence; both scared that if they said something that they might do something that they really did not want to at that moment.
When the elevator stopped at the top of the stairs, Tricia could no longer help herself. She turned to Remy before he could move to say anything and grab his face between her delicate hands and kissed him very passionately. Remy did not know what to do for a few seconds, he had no idea what was going on, but when he figured it out, he gave in. Kissing her with the passion that he had not felt in a long time, something that he was looking for, something that he was wanting more then life it's self.
Tricia broke the kiss looking into Remy's eyes with a smile on her lips and passion in her eyes, wanting more, but knowing that she could not, not yet. Remy wanted only one more taste, one more flavor of her silky lips, she turned to the opening door, walking out running her hands though her silky silvery gold hair.