By the time I realized I was actually hugging Conner, no, hugging my student, my student that needed to look at me as a teacher, not a friend, he had already become quite comfortable with the hug, having gently pulled my face into the crook of his neck.

I pulled away from him, "Uh, sorry Conner."

He shook his head, grabbing my wrist to make sure I didn't leave. "Don't say sorry."

I swallowed, getting nervous, and trying to pull away, "Conner-"

He didn't let me finish, grabbing my other wrist, and pulling me closer. I struggled, but he only smiled, "Silly little girl, you can't get away from me."

"Conner!" I protested as he pulled me even closer, making me stand right next to him, just a hair's breath away.

His smile got bigger, teasing. "What's wrong? Don't like to be this close?"

"Personal space Conner." I ordered, trying to tug away again, but he was the freaking boy of steel! When I get out of this, I will kick Superman's spandex clad butt, all the way back to Krypton!

"No." He said smugly, pulling me closer, so I was pretty much on him. Or torsos were touching, and he looked a little to happy.

"Conner, let me go!" I ordered. "Or I swear, there will be Hell to pay!"

"I'll risk it." He said quietly, and the he leaned down, pursing his lips slightly.

Oh no. No, no, no! I am no going through this again. If Jake is any indication, relationships always end badly. I tried to pull away, but when he got closer, I knew I could only do one thing. I pulled my head back, and head butted him as hard as I could.

There was a loud crack as my skull made contact with his nose, blood pouring from it. He let me go, reeling back, and grabbing onto his nose desperately.

"Why did you do that?" He asked, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Conner, I'm your teacher." I stressed.

"There's more than that!" He said desperately, taking away his blood covered hands to reveal a broken nose. Logan would be so proud. "And you know it. I know you like me Mio, Jubilee wouldn't shut up about it!"

I ground my teeth, glaring at him, "I'll kill firecracker later."

"She was telling the truth, wasn't she?" He asked, looking at me with pleading eyes. "I know you like me Mio, you might even love me, because that's the word she kept using. I didn't believe her at first, but it's true, isn't it?"

I shook my head, "Conner, I know you like Megan."

He paused, biting his lower lip, "Yeah, I like Megan, I won't deny that I feel something for her, but Mio, I… I think I love you."

I ground my teeth. Why me? Why today?

"You love me, but you like her, fantastic." I said, walking to the door.

"Wait, Mio-"

"Just stop!" I ordered. "Why do you like me? Why does Artemis look up to me? Why does the whole team suddenly need me? Why does Lovette, no matter what I put her through, still treat me like I'm freaking golden!"

"Because you're amazing!" He blurted out. "I have never met anyone like you. You're beautiful, strong, you're not afraid to say what you think, to anyone, not even Superman." He whispered that last word, and I almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

"So?" I asked. "Conner, that doesn't mean anything! It doesn't mean anything real! I'm a horrible person. I've killed hundreds of people, granted, most of them deserved it, but more often than not, they didn't. They just happened to be close to me when I got angry at something that didn't even involve them!"

He shook his head, "I don't care."

"That doesn't make since!" I screamed. "Conner, I've killed people in cold blood, and not just adults! I've killed children!"

He bit his lip again, "I don't care! I want you Mio, and I'll fight for you if I have to."

Ugh! Why couldn't he take a hint? Why couldn't he just run! Run in fear, just like everyone else. What did I have to do to be rid of him?

I punched the wall, my fist going right through the dry wall. "Stupid boy." I mumbled, grabbing the door knob. "You don't know what you want. Go kiss Megan."

I opened it, walking out, and slamming the door behind me. I walked briskly down the hallway, and when I saw Jubilee walking towards me, smiling I just had to do it. "Hey Mio!" She called, walking closer, smiling.

As soon as she got close enough, I drove my fist into her face, as hard as I could. Superman would be proud of that punch.

She looked up at me from the ground, "What… why?"

"Just when I think you've grown up, stopped being the loud mouth gossip queen of the school, you just go and prove me wrong, don't you!" I yelled. "once again, you've proved that you don't care about me, just all my life's drama, and telling everyone about it, and I'm a chump for thinking otherwise!"

I ran away, out of that hallway. That's all I've ever been, the runner. I've always run from me problems, and I guess I'm not stopping today.

CONNER'S POINT OF VEIW:

I sighed, sitting down on the bed, and putting my head in my hands, rubbing my forehead. She did like me, didn't she? Maybe she didn't.

The door opened again, and Hellion stood there, smirking. "Howlett girl turn you down?"

"Shut up." I mumbled.

"I've been there man." He said.

I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow, "Who?"

"Laura, Logan's clone." He said, shrugging.

I shook my head. "Just leave me alone."

He shook his head, "You don't need to brood, you need a night with the guys."

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Me and my buddies were gonna go out, come with us." He said.

"I don't-"

"Trust me, it'll help." He said.

"Fine." I said.

"Come on." He said, motioning for me to follow, and I did.

LATER, AT A BAR IN TOWN:

The bar was just loud. Loud music, loud drunk men, and loud suggestive sounds coming from the closet on the other side of the bar. Despite that, Conner was able to focus on all the friends of Hellion gathered around the table, talking about nothing but girls. How was this supposed to help?

"I knew a girl once, she was ugly, so ugly!" One of the louder ones proclaimed. "Made a man want to gouge his eyes out. But that body of hers, you'd do anything to get close! Perfection, that's what it was!"

Hellion laughed, "She was a butta face?"

"What?" I asked.

Hellion turned to me, "Everything, but a face."

"Oh." I mumbled, looking at the Budweiser in front of me Hellion had ordered. I knew it was alcoholic, and I was underage, so I would not be drinking that. I new he must have been too, but he didn't seem to have a problem with drinking his.

His friends ranted on, talking about women, motorcycles, and beer. I didn't like it, the whole place was nauseating. I wanted to be anywhere but here! I said a mumbled good bye, and walked out of the bar, walking over to my motorcycle, and seeing someone standing right next to it.

He was tall, very tall. He had long black hair, with grey mixed in, he was a very old man. I walked over to my bike, and he stopped me, holding out his hand, "Hello."

I paused, "Uh, hi." I took his hand slowly, and as soon as I did, hearing pain ripped through my hand, as blades from his hand tore through my hand.

I yanked it back, stumbling away from him, and Hellion ran out of the bar, "Conner!"

I stood up, glaring at him and cradling my wounded hand to my chest as Hellion ran up next to me.

"Who are you?' I snapped, watching the blades sink back into his arm. Mio said only members of her family could do that.

He just smirked, "They'll tell ya when you get back to the mansion, and that girl you've been hanging around."

My eyes widened in recognition. "Mio." I whispered.

He nodded, "Tell her it's her turn." With that, he vanished, not a trace left.

Hellion ripped off his shirt, putting pressure on my hand's multiple wounds. "We gotta get you back to the mansion!"

As soon as we got there, he took me to the medical wing, and Emma Frost came in, immediately taking my hand and frowning. She turned to Hellion, "Leave."

He left the room, and she turned to me, "You are kryptonian?"

"Yes." I answered.

She frowned, "We do not have a kryptonite needle, but if I know Batman, his sidekick has some kryptonite on him."

She immediately called for Robin, and he came in with a small metal box, probably containing kryptonite. Before she could do anything, Mio entered the room, looking hesitant.

She walked over to the bed, biting her lip, "Hey Conner."

I smiled at her, she must like me. She came. "Hi."

Emma raised her eyebrow at Mio, then turned to Robin, "You are sure it will not kill him."

"Don't let it touch him, and he'll be fine." Robin said.

I knew what they were doing, exposing me to kryptonite so that the needle could pierce my skin. I bit my lip, and Mio put her small hand on my shoulder, not saying anything, just standing there as Emma opened the box, and the kryptonite was exposed.

I immediately felt the effects, it got hard to breath, and I found I didn't have the energy to sit up, so I fell.

Mio steadied me, and I was surprised her small frame could actually lift me. Emma took out a needle, and dug it into my hand, slowly stitching up all my wounds. I had never felt pain like this, and it showed, because I couldn't stop whimpering.

Mio's grip tightened, and I saw her wince. Why was she in pain? This was my agony. If my pain hurt her too… I tried to be braver, tried to hold it all in, but it wasn't working. The little sounds of agony slowly escaped my lips. It wasn't until a little of the pain stopped, that I realized Emma was only done with one wound. She threaded the needle again, and I let out another whimper, and Mio held me a little gentler. Was it pity, or empathy?

Little by little, Emma finished her job, and wrapped my hand up carefully. Robin immediately locked the kryptonite back up, and I was suddenly able to breath much easier, and the pain diminished to just some stinging from my hand.

As soon as Robin and Emma left, Logan entered. "Who cut ya?" He asked.

I looked over at Mio, her eyes bore into mine. I turned to Logan. "I didn't get a name."

Logan grabbed my hand roughly, and I hissed in pain, as he sniffed it, trying to get over the smell of blood, and focus on what's underneath. He immediately pulled away, cursing.

Mio glared at Logan, "Is it Daken?"

"No." Logan said, "Worse. Much worse."

Her glare of preparation faded, into a look of nervousness.

Logan spoke one word, "Romulus."

That name made Mio flinch, and Logan grabbed her arm, yanking her into his chest, and wrapping his arms around her. He was protecting her, keeping her close.

I frowned, staring at my shoes. Why couldn't I do that?