Ok so.. It obviously isn't tomorrow ,but I am excited about this story. And I am extremely bored, and I know the first chapter was extremely short soo her is second chapter. Oh and by the way for those of you wondering. This story takes place in 2011, just because this is my first fan-fic ,and I don't feel like researching a lot of "What was around for that 'era'?" You know. And the first year of college fro the both of them will be in 1996. Making them both now 33. And their kids are both 9. They are twins for anyone wondering. Anyway on with it then.

15 Years Ago…..

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Erik was anticipating the worst. Today, was going to be his first day at school. So therefore he would have to meet his roommate.

Everyone warned him, because they all knew that Erik came from a poor family and got here by a scholarship.

They warned him about his new roommate. He had gotten a email a few days ago listing all of Erik's classes and who is roommate was going to be and how to contact him. His name was Charles Xavier. Oh No. He was going to have to be roommates of some rich, bratty kid who will always make fun of Erik.

Erik would just be ok though. He would just keep to himself as always and be a loner.

This is why when Erik heard the front door open in his new room, he ran for the bathroom.

Erik heard a faint, English "Hello?" ,Erik?, Are you here?". He just about froze in his place. Yet his brain went haywire , and told him to walk out and introduce himself like a normal human Being. One thing though, Erik wasn't normal.

Charles started to look around, wondering if this was some prank or something like that. But, he heard a faint voice coming from the bathroom.

Charles had been told that his roommate was Erik Lencher. A scholarship person ,and that he may only speak German. He had been given a chance to change rooms to a high school friend, Hank McCoy ,but he refused Charles always loved a challenge.

Just that moment, Charles gently knocked on the door.

Erik was freaking out when he heard Charles knock on the door and start calling for him, wanting to meet him and properly introduce himself. Erik just going on the polite things he was taught by his mother , went to the door opened it and said " I was just putting away some things." Erik could already tell that maybe ,just maybe he might have a friend. " Oh, I'm sorry I most certainly did not mean to interrupt ,but would you like to get some tea, maybe we could get to know each other better." Erik tensed up, well so much for that "friend" idea this guy obviously has expensive taste. "No, I have to go to a pre-class talk, good bye." Erik walked out as quickly as possible not trying to be awkward. But, when he rushed out down the hall taking several turns, he ran into a girl.

He pushed all of her luggage down and didn't really mean to ,but he didn't really look at her name tag long enough to see that she was a Xavier too.

Charles felt really awkward on Erik's disapperance and wait, didn't we only have the talks tomorrow? Oh well, maybe his roommate won't be someone he will be hanging out with too much.

Erik stayed in the Library all day just thinking about how nice Charles may actually be ,but he was convinced that Charles was not going to like a poor , pitiful person like him.

That night Charles had talked to Raven about Erik ,and about his awkwardness ,but how he would just love to actually be able to have a normal conversation with Erik and no one would feel….weird.

For the next few weeks, Charles and Erik did grow to have less tension in the air ,but they really started to become good friends on one particular night.

That night Charles had gotten back from classes early and had heated up a meal from Olive Garden, When he had eaten with Moira. Charles obviously liked Moira ,but he was pretty sure Moira was far more serious on a "relationship" than Charles was. He considered them flirting friends ,but he decided to go on a few dates with her and so far he really started to like her until she got into a car accident and was killed. He did deeply miss her. But he moved on flirting with a bunch of different girls at the bar.

That night Charles had decided to practice some chess. When Erik came back he looked immensely bored ,but saw the chess board and perked up.

"You play chess ?" inquired Erik looking more interested than ever.

"Why, yes I do, in fact I was just practicing, It helps my stress levels."

Erik had known of the car accident. He hadn't really known Moira ,but he knew Charles had adored her. "Yes, I used to play chess with my father." His father always believed that a perosn found peace in chess.

Charles looking just about thrilled said, " Well would you care to join?"

"Certainly." , Erik said with a slight hint of nostalgia. " Black or White?"

"Black." Black had always been Erik's favorite side , his father taught him to use this side , so therefore you would have advantage ,because the other player would go first.

That was the night where they talked about family, friends, college , somehow they also got on the topic of home, but luckily while they where drunk.

Charles, " So.. How did you get a scholarship?"

Erik, " Well , my lovely mother fought to get me in."

Charles," In what way?"

Erik " All I know is that, I am pretty sure in involved throwing some punches and chairs…"

Charles, " Oh, your family sounds more fun than mine, the only person who brings me true happiness was Raven, my adopted sister."

Erik, " Trust me sounds like you had it better than me, I used to have a psychologist who thought I was crazy. He always tried to "help" me in some sort of way to, 'make me normal'."

Erik," I would just tell him that is was useless and he shouldn't even try , he punished me for that. That damn bastard."

Charles," OH that sucks, but you know something I love tha way your hair is smooth."

Charles gently rubbed his hand against Erik's hair. He had been staring at it like it was a god. Erik thought this was funny but also while Erik was tipsy , Charles was about to fall over so he ignored the gesture.

Charles started to ramble along about how "groovy" his hair looked and a bunch of different genes it required to make my hair just as it is. Erik decided it was bed time when Charles started to flirt with him.

It was truly the funniest thing ,but Charles was starting to sway on his seat and drop. So Erik carried Charles to his bed and sat him down. When Charles started to stay " Thankssss Erik ,you're the best , have groovy dreams." Erik chuckled slightly ,oh Charles. " Yes ,you too Charles."

That night all Erik could dream about was Charles and his pretty face ,and the cute way he got drunk.

To Be Continued….

Whew! I hope you guys enjoyed it. I am having trouble trying to come up with a story plot ,but I basically got it lied out. I just need to fill in the blanks. I am sorry bout' killing Moira so quickly, but I had to ,she wasn't in my story plot. Anyway Review I respond to all, good or bad, and oh Happy New Year! J ! I will try to update tomorrow or Sunday. It all depends on how much feedback I get on this. Thanks !