The music boomed in Rogue's ears while she did her homework. She was listening to Chop Suey! and had the song on repeat. It was amazing how that one song, out of all the songs in the world, that one song was meant for her. The song played again and she listened to the first 30 seconds with her eyes closed. The beat simply hypnotized her. Rogue soon found herself dancing in a crowd full of people. She didn't seem to notice that her belly and arms were exposed. Also, she didn't seem to notice that she wasn't the only Goth in the room. Rogue danced on felt a warm presence behind her.
-What tha?-
She turned around and came face to face with Pietro. Their faces were so close she could feel his heart beat. He gave her his patented 'Go on, I want you to fuck me' smirk. His eyes paralyzed her as they stood there. The crowd around the two was dancing in slow motion. They all looked as if they were moving fast to the beat, but they were moving SO slow. Rogue and Pietro didn't notice them, however.
Pietro's lips moved slightly, mouthing something to her, but she couldn't make it out. She blinked and he was gone. Her breathing grew rapid at her loneliness. Suddenly, out of thin air. His arms wrapped around her. They stood there for a moment. They're breaths, caught in their throats. Rogue held her breath.
"You belong to me . . . "
She turned to face him. His eyes glowed hauntingly, his normally ice blue eyes were now a very metallic blue.
-Those ahys' I've seen 'em before . . . -
She searched his eyes for an answer, ANY answer. Then it clicked. She stopped breathing.
-Oh mah, God . . . -
"Magneto!"
He looked at her and placed his hand on her face. He let his index finger slide down the side of her face and he let it settle under her chin. She shivered. A blue fire ignited in his eyes and engulfed them both.
"Ahhhh, NO!!"
Rogue woke up and found herself on the floor. She was saturated with sweat. It was now eight and she had two hours until curfew. She had fallen into a daydream while listening to her CD. Rogue ran her hands through wet hair. She thought about the dream as she took a shower. Why was she thinking about Pietro, why did he say that? What happened, why did they get set on fire? It made no sense. Rogue stepped out of the shower and changed clothes. She needed to get out of there. She snatched her 'traveling' bag and headed for the door. No one was out in the hall so she made her way out the door.
-guess they're all gone.-
She carefully snuck across the field, not trying to cause any noise or attention, but she stopped when she heard the familiar *shink*. She hid behind a tree and saw Logan and....Pietro!
-What tha hell!?! What's HE doing here?-
They were talking but she couldn't hear. She saw Pietro back up slowly. Wolverine cornered him.
-Oh God, he gonna get killed!-
Rogue didn't know how it happened but she found herself in-between the two, Logan's claws dangerously close to her chest.
"What tha holy hell are ya doin?"
Logan covered his 'weapon' and folded his arms. He was pissed that she was defending the demon child.
"Not a damn thing, Stripes.(I heard he calls her that) Just taking out the trash."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
-How original-
That was weak, Logan's one liners were getting as bad as Lance's rock puns. Rogue placed her hands behind her back and removed a glove.
"Look, ah told him to come here so we could talk, that's all."
Logan snorted. he knew she was lying because he could smell the deception. behind her back she lightly touched Pietro.
Pietro looked at her as if she was insane, but figured out what she was doing. Logan had no idea what was going on. Pietro beamed and gained a little confidence.
"Now be good and leave me alone 'Wolvie'."
Pietro smiled triumphantly. Logan, at first, was pissed, but now, he was angry. Logan brought out his claws and sent them in Pietro's direction. In a flash, he was staring at thin air. His body had leaned aside big enough to let them escape. He cursed at himself for being so stupid.
"She absorbed his powers, dammit Stripes."
He looked over at the wide open gate.
"Stay safe kid."
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So, how did you all like it? Sorry for its shortness, I've got other work and all. Please review! Rietro's forever! ^O^ And yes Tirzah, I dont like Jean, I REALLY dont like Jean.