Disclaimer: I own nothing but Marc Maseon, the idea, and the song is also mine too.
A.p.R. - Hooray! Chapter 30...this is, in my opinion, one of the best chapters I've ever written. I hope you all love it.
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The Professor had left the institute for the entire day and night in the hands of Logan, Hank and Ororo. Xavier was not really a big partier.
The gigantic front room was all set up and ready for a party with all the furniture moved out of the way. There were amps and the bands' instruments set up for their performance, a few snack tables scattered around the area and tons of decorations that Tabby had insisted on buying.
Tabitha stood in the hallway and looked out at her masterpiece. She smiled, turned around and went into her and Amara's shared room. "I can't wait for this today. It's gonna be so awesome."
Amara gave her a small smile. "Yeah, me either."
"Why so glum, chum?" Tabby asked, feigning a pout. "Are you still mad about me kicking your crush out of the room?" She joked, sitting down on her best friend's bed.
"No, it's not that." Amara said, with a slight laugh. "Well actually it is." she admitted but couldn't keep from smiling.
"Ow…" She put her hand on the right side of her chest. "My heart is pained."
Amara giggled and hit Tabby with a pillow. "Oh shut up."
Marc opened the door, entered the room but then exited the room and shut the door. Knocking was heard. "Can I come in?"
"Marky-Mark…mi casa es su casa." Tabby smiled proudly at her mastering of the Spanish language.
Marc clapped for her as he entered the room again. "Very nice Tabby…very nice. I actually came here to find my left shoe…I know it's still in here somewhere."
Amara gestured towards his old bed. "Check there."
He nodded, got on his stomach and crawled under the bed to look. Tabby tilted her head and stared at him. She brought her head closer to Amara's and whispered loudly. "You were right Amara…he does have a nice ass."
Amara shot her a glare that Tabby responded to with a cocky smirk. Marc crawled out of from underneath the bed, blushing, with a shoe in his hand. "Thank you." he said with a smile and left. "See you guys tonight."
"I sure hope so, hot stuff." Tabby said, trying to imitate Amara's voice. "By the way that was me, Amara." she added.
"Are you just set on embarrassing me to death?" asked Amara.
"You know it." She replied, grinning. "But seriously, lighten up…have some fun. That's what tonight is all about." She got up and danced around the room a bit.
"Yeah you're right. It'll be just like the last time…except without the whole disaster part." Amara smiled.
"Right…"
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It was party time and the guests were pouring into the mansion. Logan was playing bounce with anyone who would try to get into the areas that were not meant for partying. Ororo was acting as the chaperone and walking around making sure things did not get too wild. Hank was working on some things in his lab while watching the TV monitors around the mansion, just in case.
There were a lot more guests than originally expected. They didn't think that a town that wasn't too mutant friendly would come to a mutant party, but a party is a party. And the best part was…Duncan didn't show.
Tabby was already dancing with a few guys as the DJ played some songs they could dance to. Matt and his band, Midnight, came in through the front door and were spotted by Tabitha. "Hey guys, thanks for coming!" she said running over to them. "Your setup is over there."
"Cool." Matt shrugged and they walked over to their concert area.
Tabby ran into the kitchen then came out soon after with a bowl of 'punch' and set it down on a table. She looked around with shifty eyes before, nonchalantly, entering the crowd.
Marc walked down the stairs and straight over to the wall; he was wearing a black shirt with holographic flames on it with black pants and shoes.
"Hey you," a familiar voice softly called from the stairs.
He looked over and smiled as she walked over to him. "Hey Kit."
"So, like, how do I look?" asked Kitty and turned around to let him get a look. She was wearing a deep blue spaghetti strap dress with matching shoes.
"Wow…you look amazing. I like your hair." He said, noticing that she wore her hair down tonight.
She grinned and kissed him. "Thanks…I thought you'd like it." She looked around. "I love this song…c'mon let's dance."
"I don't dance."
"Aww, come on…it'll be fun. Just like when you learned to ice skate." she said with a smirk.
He smiled but still resisted. "Sorry Kitty, but it's just not my thing."
She pouted, trying to make him feel bad. It worked. "Fine, I'll dance…but no laughing."
A huge smile grew on her face and she dragged him onto the dance floor. "I'm not promising anything."
"HEY…we're Midnight!" Matt announced over the microphone. "We're gonna be playin' a mix of our own work along with some others…Hit it!"
A rock song began with a loud beat of the drums and a loud guitar pulse before Matt began to add the lyrics in a raspy voice.
"I see several things
which can't be seen
two liars now
one you
one me
no truth, no shame
who otta be
the one conflicted
not you but me."
Matt quickly picked up a bottle of water he had on the side and took a huge gulp of it while the guitarist had her solo. There was a little mosh pit trying to start up but Ororo, being the good chaperone that she was, stopped it. Matt got back over to the band and continued.
"I see nothing of how it used to be
no one cares about the sea
of tears I cry for you not me
you'll live on with these memories
the agony
and I'll be free
from what used to be
you and me…"
Tabby was dancing rather dirty with Ray and it didn't seem like either of them minded; however Ororo did. Scott and Jean were over by the snack table talking while Bobby, Sam and Evan were cracking up as they were telling what they thought the two were saying. Rahne was having her ear talked off by this one guy who appeared to be obsessed with werewolves. Jubilee, who was socializing and noticed this, walked over and pulled her away.
"I don't hold the grudge
I only wield the pain
in two ways the same
nothing is sane
we're both in pain
can you only blame
you're so vain."
As the song ended, everyone cheered for them and the band took a bow. "Thank you…the DJ will take over for a bit and we'll be back on soon."
Scott was just about to take a drink of his soda when something caught his eye. It was Lance and Todd entering through the doors. "Alvers, what are you doing here?!" he yelled over the music.
Lance and Scott looked like they were just about to lock horns as they stood toe to toe.
Tabitha saw this and stepped in between them. "Whoa easy fellas."
"What the heck are they doing here?" Scott asked.
"Chill shades…" She noticed that Lance was still fuming and gestured towards him. "You too Rocky. Okay I invited them…it was the least I could do after stealing his jeep all the time."
Scoot glared at Lance. "They better not try anything or-"
Tabby cut him off. "They won't, they already agreed not to."
"Well fine." Scott said, angrily and walked away.
"Fine." Lance did the same and Todd followed.
Tabby sighed and shook her head. "Men."
Roberto and Amara were off dancing in the corner of the room. Amara stopped and just walked away as he just kept staring at all the other girls in the room.
Kitty was trying to get Marc, to at least try, to dance. The sad part is the he was. "I told you that I'm not good at this, Kat."
She smiled as she began moving her hips, somewhat, seductively to the music. "It's not that hard…watch." She said and continued to dance.
"Oh I'm watching alright…and it is very hard." He replied but thought about what he just said. "That kinda came out wrong."
She giggled and slapped him on the arm. "Get you're mind out of the gutter."
Marc chuckled and stopped dancing. "Well I think I've embarrassed myself enough for now…I'll get us something to drink." He started to walk away but she pulled him back and kissed him. He stood there in a daze for a moment. "What was I going to do again?" he asked and walked away.
Lance caught a glimpse of Kitty dancing alone; it was time to make his move. He walked over behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Umm…Kitty…would you mind if I joined you?"
Kitty barely even looked at him. "Yeah, whatever." she replied, reluctantly.
With a sheepish smile, he danced beside her. This was very awkward for the both of them. "Kitty I wanted to say I'm sorry…I didn't start those rumors."
Kitty stared angrily at him. "Save it Lance…it doesn't matter-"
He looked deep into her eyes. "Kitty…I'm telling the truth. I was just as heartbroken as you were, I really care for you. I couldn't do that to you."
She stared into his eyes, really wanting to forgive him. "Lance…I-"
Kitty was interrupted by someone clearing their throat behind Lance. "I thought that I told you to leave her alone."
Lance turned around to see Marc standing behind him with his arms crossed over his chest. "Whoa, man…I just-"
"Lance…go." he said, coldly. Lance walked away, not really wanting to start something in front of her. "Kitty what did he say? If he hurt you in any way I'll-"
Marc didn't stop his rant even as Kitty was talking. "Marc, he was trying to apologize."
"I mean, he doesn't have the right to keep trying-what?"
"Yeah Marc, he was trying to say that he was sorry and you just snapped at him like that. What are you jealous or something?"
"No-well yeah but…you're right, I'll go apologize." He said and walked off to find Lance.
Lance sat down on the couch and sulked. Tabby danced on over to him with two cups in her hands. "Mopey much?"
"Not now Tabs." he said, putting his head in his hands.
She patted him on the back, sympathetically. "Aww…is Shake and Bake feeling heartbroken?" She said with a bogus pout of her lips; he did not seem too amused. "C'mon, Lance…here." She handed him a cup. "Drink up…it'll make you feel better."
He took it a gulped it down; Tabitha raised a brow and handed him he other cup. "Umm…Lance you may want to…" she started and he drank the other cup. "…or you could just ignore my warning." She rolled her eyes and went to go find someone to dance with.
Marc sighed and sat down next to Lance on the couch. "Hey."
Lance grabbed a drink that someone left by the couch. "Hey." He said and took another drink.
Silence.
"Since this is getting very awkward, I just want to say that I'm sorry for going off on you back there." said Marc, folding his hands and leaning forward.
"No problem man…no problem." he said, taking another drink then patting Marc on the back. "It's fine."
"O…k. So we're cool?"
"Yeah man, we're cool."
"Good, see you around." Marc said then walked over to Kitty.
"Well?" Kitty asked, waiting for a response.
Marc nodded. "I told him that I was sorry and he was cool with it…a little too cool about it." The last part to himself.
"Now was that really so hard?"
"Not at all Kit. I think we may actually start getting along."
Kitty smiled and kissed him. "Good…now about those drinks that you were talking about."
Marc smiled into the kiss. "Keep kissing me like that and I'll never get around to getting them. It's just the whole thing with Lance distracted me before but I'll go get them now." he said with a smile and headed over to get two drinks.
Jubes noticed Amara standing by the wall and approached her. "Is the wallflower thing working for you?"
Amara gave a half smile. "There's no one I really feel like dancing with…Roberto is just flirting with every girl in sight."
"So what, are you just going to stand by the wall all night?"
"No…I think I'm gonna go to my room and relax for a while." Amara explained a walked off towards her room. Tabby smiled at Amara as she and walked over to Lance who was still on the couch.
Tabby shook her head at the several cups lying around him. "Lance, maybe you should cut down on the punch?"
"Why…you were right? I makes me feel…gooder." replied Lance, smiling drunkenly. He reached his arms out for a hug. "Come here Tabby…I love you. You're like a sister to me…a no related, blonde, klepto-sister."
"Okay, now I know you're drunk…you should probably stay away from Scott for a bit. If he catches you like this he'll kill me-you." she said catching herself.
"I'm sorry…you're not the klepto, Marc is. He stole my Kit Kat." he mumbled.
Confused, she raised a brow. "Why would Marc steal your candy…oh wait I get it."
He pulled himself to his feet and wobbled for a moment and walked away, dejected. "I'm gonna go home before Marc decides to steal something else of mine like my keys or…my key chain."
Lance stormed out of the party , ran directly into Marc, almost knocking him down. Marc stared at him. "What was that for, man?"
"Oh, let him go Marc. Here have a drink." Tabby said, coming up behind Marc and handing him a cup.
He took a sip and spit it out. "What is this?"
"I like to call it 'Tabby's special drink thing'…it's a working title…"
"Tabitha! What is this?"
"It's just cranberry juice, sprite and some…hard lemonade."
"Hard lemonade? Where did you…never mind. How much did he drink?"
"Just one or two…or, eight cups."
"Dammit…" he trailed off and headed out after Lance, with Tabby following behind. When he got outside, he saw Lance staggering towards his jeep and approached him. "Lance…hey you shouldn't be driving, man."
"You don't tell me what to do." he replied.
Marc put his hand on Lance's shoulder and Lance turned and socked Marc in the jaw, knocking Marc to the ground. "Lance I can't let you drive like this." He said, getting up and approaching Lance again. Lance punched him in the face, again sending Marc back to the ground, and continued walking up to his jeep.
"I'm not letting you leave." Marc snapped, now getting frustrated. Lance took a swing; Marc ducked and then pushed Lance's head into the jeep door, which knocked him out. "I'm sorry…" he said.
"You jerk!" Kitty's voice shouted from behind him. Kitty had come outside just in time to see Marc hit Lance. "I thought you said you two were cool and then you go and attack him like that." She hissed walking over to him.
"Kitty…I-" he tried to explain but was slapped hard her.
"No…I don't want to hear it! Marc, we're through…"
Marc stood there, his eyes watering up a bit. He couldn't think of anything to say.
"Marc...go!" she yelled at him as she knelt down by Lance. "GO!"
He had no clue what to do so he just ran around to the back of the institute. Kitty held Lance's head up in her arms and ran a hand through his hair. "C'mon Lance, wake up."
When he got to the back, Marc began to punch the tree as hard as he could to try to take out some anger. The tears were crawling down his cheeks, he couldn't help it. He needed to think; he gained access through the back entrance of the institute and went looking for a quieter place. He ran straight to his old room and saw Amara. "Sorry...I forgot." he said and started to leave.
"No wait, what's wrong?" she asked, standing up and grabbing Marc on the arm.
He wiped the tears from his eyes but even more poured out. "I…me…Kitty…she dumped me." He leaned on her shoulder weeping.
"Here, sit down." She sat down on her bed as did he. "Now, tell me what happened."
"Lance got drunk an-and was going to drive…" He stammered through the tears. "I tried to stop him, help him, and…Kitty saw me and Lance was knocked out and she thought…and now it's over." he explained, the order of his words mixed.
Amara was still trying put it all together but at least had the gist of it. Kitty had dumped him. She patted his back in an attempt to soothe and calm him.
He laid his head on her shoulder. "I hate letting people seeing me cry."
She hugged him, kindheartedly. "It's okay Marc…it's okay."
He could feel her heart beating faster and she could feel his heart pounding. Marc pulled away from Amara's shoulder and looked at her with his tear-stained eyes. She smiled sympathetically at him.
She lowered her head to him, he brought his head up to her; she tilted her head and their lips met. This wasn't a dream. They ignored every logical thought, letting their emotions, their attraction, and their passion take control.
She fell back onto her mattress and pulled him down on top of her as they continued to kiss. He began kissing her neck gently and she spread her legs slightly so that he would be better fitted against her body. She wrapped her arms around him and a low moan escaped the back of her throat. He placed his hand on her thigh and…
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Wow…that rating went from G to R in five seconds...hehe. I wonder what's going to happen……get your minds out of the gutter people.
The song featured in this chapter is called "Sea of Tears" that I wrote…hehe YAY for me!
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