BRC: I own the plot and a few OCs but that's it. Disney/Marvel owns the rest. I also do not own the few lines from the "Princess and the Frog" that appear.

Chapter Eleven: Pour some Sugar on Me

Tatyana sighed as she sat in front of Professor Ororo's desk after class, her eyes gazing at the picture of an African-American blond boy that sat on the corner.

"Now Tatyana, I want to talk to you about your changing situation here. Care to explain what happened?" Ororo says pouring two glasses of iced tea and handing one to the girl.

"I'm not sure how I ended up like this myself," The girl rubs at a burn mark on her arm bright red against her pale skin, "So who's the boy?"

"My nephew, Evan Daniels aka Spyke. Anyway what do you mean you don't know how you ended up like this and might I ask what's wrong with your arm?" (A.N. : Yes Spyke from X-Men Evolution. His existence confuses me.)

Tatyana tilts her head to the side, "I thought you were an orphan."

"I am but that has nothing to do with the situation."

"Then how do you have a nephew..."

"I was adopted into a family. Though that does not have anything to do with the burn mark on your arm so kindly explain that please."

Thunder rumbles in the background and Tatyana's eyes widen.

"Okay okay...do you act the same way when Logan asks about your past? Anyway..."

Tatyana frowns when she remembers how she received the burn mark. It had been a lot worse then it looked but thanks to Dr. McCoy, and him explaining how she could heal herself by shedding the skin of her arm, it was somewhat better. Though seeing her skin come off like a snake's did not do her stomach any favors.

It happened when she had been walking to class with Jubilee and Amara bumped into her arm while passing by in the other direction. She swore she heard the girl whisper , "Bitch" under her breath but was more concerned about why her arm felt like it was burning instead. She ended up with small burn on her arm and had to lie to Dr. McCoy about burning it on the stove while helping Gambit cook. She had told the truth somewhat, she was going to be making pastries with Remy, just later that day.

"I...hurt it on the stove while helping Remy cook. We're making beignets later by the way. Do you want some, they are delicious. Plus it doesn't matter anyway it's healing...slowly." The girl stops herself from rambling on and smiles sheepishly.

Ororo sighs, "John didn't do it did he?"

"Why would John hurt me? He's...my friend." Tatyana says shocked.

"Well you know he wasn't the nicest person in the past, no matter how he acts currently. He could..."

"He wouldn't and he didn't." Green eyes meet blue and Ororo smiles.

"That's good. I just wanted to make sure. It's just that John... has been through a lot and he always isn't in control of his abilities. It's part of the reason why he can't make fire on his own to this day..." Ororo trails off and the younger girl frowns a little.

"What do you mean ma'am?"

Ororo shakes her head, "It's really not my place to tell you the whole story. Now shall we head to the Greenhouse to meditate? I'm sure calming down will help you with your shifting."

Tatyana frowns and picks up her glass of iced tea before heading out of the office with her teacher.

"She kissed me, Bobby! Sure it was barely touching but I still felt it," John says as they sit in Bobby's room, playing the X-Box 360, "I actually wasn't sure how to react."

"Wow Pyro made speechless by a simple kiss. I'm amazed. I should congratulate Ty on getting you to finally shut up," Bobby laughs when his friend hits him, "But seriously, I'm happy. It's about time you get some especially after that Magma deal."

"Yeah I guess so." John looks down and his friend sighs and shuts off the TV.

"Magma talked to you didn't she?"

John nods, leaning back against Bobby's bed suddenly glad that his roommate Gambit was downstairs baking, "She brought up the past."

"Shit, dude. What she say?"

"Asked if Ty knew who I really was, if she knew about what happened before I came here."

"Bitch, I'm sorry man. I will say something to her if you want." Bobby starts but his off again/ on again friend shakes his head.

"No...It just made me think. Violet's my friend, you know. I eventually told you about everything though you were nosy and actually went through my files to find out...I just...don't want her to judge me."

"Um...Pyro, you are technically a terrorist. She eventually didn't care about that. In fact I just think she was bothered by the fact that you were a total creeper. Well are a totally creeper," Bobby grins when John glares at him, "Just tell the truth and hope for the best."

"If you say so Popsicle, I hope you're right though." John reaches over and starts a new game, turning the TV back on.

"Firefly, I'm always right and you should know that by now."

"Always right hmm?" John glances at him and grins.

"Tch yeah. Always."

"Then what's going on with the Rogue and Kitty situation?"

John just smiles and starts kicking his butt when the blond boy falls silent and a blush forms on his face.

"Cheater."

"Loser."

"You suck so hard man," Bobby pushes his friend in the shoulder, "So very hard."

"You would know about sucking hard wouldn't you, Bobby?" John grins and dodges when the boy tries to hit him.

Gambit smiles as he watches Tatyana hum as she walked around the kitchen, struggling to make the French pastry. He knew the only reasons she wanted to make Beignets were because of her new favorite Disney movie "The Princess and the Frog" and the small fact that she wanted to impress John. It would seem that Kitty had started talking about how Amara was such a great cook and used to make stuff for John while they were dating.

He guessed that Tatyana had gotten jealous and enlisted him as her culinary teacher and it didn't matter to him either. He had been wanting to make the pastry for Rogue anyway. After all everyone should have a taste of "New Awlins" right? Even if "everyone" was really just one brown and white haired Southern girl who happened to cause his knees to go weak anytime she even said just his name.

"Remy, is it supposed to bubble like that?"

Remy snaps out of his daydream about Rogue and glances at the bowl Tatyana had been mixing, the batter inside rising up out of the bowl at an alarming rate.

"Does Remy even want ta know how ya managed that?"

"I told you mom didn't allow me to cook for a reason. She and her maids did the cooking, especially after the microwave exploded that one time. Oh look! It's getting bigger."

"How much yeast did ya add, chére?"

"I'm guessing it's not good to add more yeast to make it bigger, right?"

"..."

Tatyana grins, "You know what this needs? A sharp stick!"

"This ain't da time to quote, Louis, chére."

"I suppose 'this ain't da time' to bet you that you won't use your powers on it either huh?"

Gambit's eyes light up and he smirks, "Did ya say bet..."

~A few hours later~

John blinks at Tatyana as she holds out a plate full of hot beignets and a DVD of Robot Chicken.

"Why do you have dough in your hair?" He reaches up and pulls the piece of dough out of her grayish colored hair and tosses it into the trash.

Tatyana grins and pops a pastry into her mouth, "T'would seem that kinetically charged dough makes a pretty big mess when it explodes. Sorry it took so long, 'Roro made us clean the kitchen and Remy wanted to make her some more beignets to apologize. Here, eat."

The boy looks warily at the pastries then back at Tatyana, "Uh..."

The girl frowns a little before she shrugs and sits on the bed with the plate in her hands, "I thought I did a good job."

John twitches when the girl frowns and walks over, opening his mouth to tell her to give him one when she sticks one into his mouth with a smirk. He chews slowly then swallows glancing down at the still smirking girl.

"Good huh, cap?"

"It's okay, fine its good. Since when can you cook?" John says licking sugar from his lips as the girl licks her fingers.

"Since forever, okay not really. I'm not that great in the kitchen since stuff tends to not go well when I'm around ovens, sharp objects or anything that is supposed to even go in food. Heck the most I can make is a scrambled egg. But besides the whole...making anything that involves food explode thing, I'm trying to learn," Tatyana smiles brightly, obviously proud of herself and he can't help but stare at the bit of sugar on her lips, "Did I do okay?"

John leans forward and kisses the girl quickly, licking sugar from her bottom lip before pulling away, "You did great, sweetie. Sweetie?" He pokes the girl's cheek a little.

Tatyana blinks in shock, a light purple blush appearing on her skin, "Y...you...wow."

"Don't worry about it." He ruffles her hair a bit and grabs another beignet before walking to the Playstation and putting in the first dvd. Moving the still slightly in shock Ty over and finishing his pastry, he wraps his arms around her and gently nuzzles her neck, pulling her down with him.

The girl half purrs before pulling away and staring at him then she sighs and settles her head on his chest like always.

John smiles just a little but it fades when his hand touches the burn scar on her arm, "Ty..."

"It's nothing. I got burnt when I was cooking. Don't worry about it." She mumbles, staring at the TV screen.

John just tilts her so he can look at the somewhat oval shaped mark. It was red and raised, but looked like it was slowly fading back to a really pale purple.

"How did you manage to burn your forearm? What did you do, stick your whole arm in the oven?" The boy says with a growl

"If I say yes..."

"Ty, you don't even use an oven to make beignets..." John glares and she sighs.

"Amara accidentally burned me. I guess I was standing to close to her when she was using her powers. It's fine, apparently I heal fast."

"Ty..."John trails off when the girl frowns at him.

"Geeze , John, it's no biggie. Why is everyone so worried about it?"

John rolls his eyes, "Maybe because it's pretty noticeable. You aren't exactly flesh toned at the moment you know."

Tatyana frowns more and her skin shifts a little but just goes to a slightly darker purple then she already was.

"Yeah that worked."

His friend sighs and just pops another beignet into his mouth to shut him up before turning towards the TV. She finally speaks after a few minutes, "Ororo was worried about it too..."

"I bet. Probably thought it came from me right?"

"Something like that, yes. She thought you might have lost control of your abilities but you can't make flames can you?" She peeks up at him.

John looks away, "No. No...I can't."

"Then why are...you are getting really warm ...hot actually. Is this normal for you?"

"Only when I can't calm down. Sorry."

Tatyana touches his cheek with her fingertips and wincing when her fingers are slightly burnt. He was incredibly hot to the touch but he seemed fine, "I take it that you don't want to talk about it."

John reaches out and touches her hand, trying to lower his body temperature, "Actually I do...just so you don't hear the story from... someone else."

"Well tell me when you feel up to it." Tatyana smiles just a little and John nods and hugs her, burying his face into her hair.

"Just don't judge me when I tell you. Please, I don't want to lose you too..."

~*~*~*~~~*

BRC: Please Review. Criticism is welcomed though flaming isn't.