Summary: The entire X-Mansion is brought to a fair, Except Roberto Da Costa, Who injured his leg in training the previous day and is forced to stay home and get well By Professor X. Oneshot Cannonspot, R&R.

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--Flashback---

Roberto laughed as he threw, yet another, Jamie into the pond and took off at a full sprint toward a boulder on the far end of the training arena. This simulation had to be his favorite, They were in a woods, bright sunlight and a ton of things to throw, it was just perfect. The sun beating down on his already charged body giving him a sort of hyper feeling and making it almost impossible for him to get tired. "Training will automatically shut down in one minute." The danger room announced out of no where, but the voice was not heard again.

He glanced to his right as he ran passed his team mate, Jubilation Lee, who happened to be fighting off Bobby Drake. Iceman sent an icicle at her and dodged, it skimmed the back of her suit and sliced off some fabric right above her belt, leaving a patch of skin showing on her lower back. He smirked and chuckled before he let out a whistle. Jubilee glanced over at him and apparently noticed what he was whistling at, because her face turned a violent shade of red and she lifted a hand , pointing it toward him and emitting several bright yellow flashes.

The Brazilian teen went to cover his eyes, but realizing it wasn't going to work jumped into the air, flying upward. Jubilation sent several more flashes up at him and he closed his eyes a little slower than he had intended to. He let out an aggravated sigh and rubbed his eyes quickly before opening them again and seeing spot's. He shut them again and heard a loud electrical zap, and a yelp, then.. "Berto get outta the way!" He heard Sam's voice yelling at him and his eyes shot open to see the southerner uncontrollably flying toward him. Roberto went to fly to the right, but there was a tree there, and he could hear the Danger room's voice counting down from three. "Shit-shit-shit!" He yelled and panic stricken looked down, but with the spots still in the way of his sight couldn't figure out where he could land. He brought his eyes back in front of him just as Sam crashed into him. Usually It wouldn't hurt that bad, but right after he crashed into him the simulation shut down and Roberto's charged self shut down with it.

The two of them went flying downwards and hit the metal floor of the Danger room with a sickening crack and a long, loud, yell. Roberto felt pain shoot up his leg and travel all over his body, he felt weight get lifted off of him, but he couldn't remember why it was there.. So he didn't bother. He blinked a few times before looking down to find his leg in an odd angle.. It was sort of gross.. "Beast!" He heard a worried voice yell and several sounds as if people were running toward him. "Ah think ah-ah-ah b-broke-" But that was all Roberto heard before everything went black and his head hit the metal floor.

--End Flashback---

The sixteen-year-old burst out laughing and had to hold his ribs as he got to yet another hilarious CD in the southerner's case. "Vanessa Carlton?!" He said between laughter and had to wipe tears of joy from his eyes. "This is too good." He said through a breath and flipped the through a few more CD's. So far he had gone through Sarah Mclachlan, Allison Kraus, Aladdin soundtrack, Barry White, Frank Sinatra, Evanescence, Led Zeppelin and The Phantom of The Opera soundtrack, plus Vanessa Carlton.. He had no idea Sam listened to this kind of stuff! He paused in his browsing as he came to a familiar band name "Fall Out Boy.." He said and trailed off. He had a secret obsession with this band.. Amongst his Auidoslave, Fort Minor, Jay-Z, KanYe West, Dr. Dre, Lil' John and the such.. He did have about two Fall Out Boy CD's.. Sure he would never admit it, Considering it was just completely different from all of the other stuff he listened too.. But no one was home right now.. And no one had too know..

He limped across the room and set the CD in the stereo, leaving it at the volume he had kept his Fort Minor CD and he brought himself back over to Sam's bed, deciding he had been there once and laying on it again couldn't hurt. Besides.. It smelt a lot.. Cleaner than his bed. He bobbed his head up and down to the quick beat of 'Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers' and moved from side to side, eventually breaking out in singing the lyrics.

"Even when there's N-n-n-nothing worth living for, you're still, you're still, still worth lying for n-no one has to know-ow-ow and haven't you heard the word on the street is 'I lost it, called it quits' Get into the sun out from behind the gossip Oh, oh, oh" Roberto sang and heard a small bang from down in the fory, But figured it was nothing. Probably a bowl falling off of the table or something... "This story's getting old The homewrecker with a heart of gold keep you locked up in the trunk in my mind keep, keep, keep talking, Keep this ali-" He said and froze as the door handle turned, and the door was pushed open slightly.

No.. It couldn't be.. Not now! Not with all of this happening! He had completely forgotten he was coming home early! This wasn't early it was only.. Well probably way past eleven thirty.. But it didn't matter! No one came home from an all night fair at eleven thirty.. Before his roommate had left, he had promised him he would come back early so Roberto wouldn't be so bored.. But he was now regretting agreeing to the deal.. Sam had to be the only person who came to mind who would keep up a rip-off deal like that...

A blond head popped into the room with a carefree grin plastered onto his face. "Hey Roberto. Whut are yah-" Sam started but paused as he the music, Roberto on his bed, and his 'secret' cd case on Roberto's lap seemed to hit him.. And a shocked expression as if the teen had just been slapped in the face came over his features. There was a long silence as the song changed and Xo began to blast through the speakers. "I-is.. Tha... That's mahne!" he said and lunged forward, somehow landing on the bed and over Roberto in a split second.

Roberto sild the cd case behind him and under the pillow before his wrist's were grabbed and he was pinned onto the mattress. "Wah would yah-Wheah-how did yah-" The southerner stuttered out and Roberto couldn't help but grin at the humor of the situation, He had black mail, and it was just so funny.. "Wah are yah on mah bed?!" Sam finally blurted something out and Roberto chuckled. "Well. I was just waiting for you to get home, and I found this lovely little Cd case. You're little black book if I may." He let out and a deep shade of red passed over the blond's face. "Tha's not funneh..." He let out and attempted to narrow his eyebrows, but all he managed to do was make a little, lost, embarrassed, puppy face.

"Yes actually. I find it hilarious." The raven-haired teen answered and laughed again, only to find Sam come back with an actual comeback.

"Oh? An' yah jus' dec'ahded tah listen tah Fall Out Boy tah furtah the hilariousness of it all?" The southerner grinned down at Roberto and he avoided eye contact, looking over at the partially open door. It was the only other thing to look at while he thought of something to say, and the look he was getting at the moment was not at all helpful. "Uh-yeah that's right." He answered and looked back up at Sam after a moment. "Why was it in you're cd case in the first place? Huh?"

"Because ah happen tah lahke the band." He answered and laughed lightly. "Now can ah have mah case back?"

"What case?"

"The one yah took from meh.."

"I don't know what you're talking about.. I didn't take anything from you."

"Are yah sure about that?"

"Positive."

"Alraight then." Sam said quickly brought his hand down to Roberto's stomach, moving his finger's around quickly but lightly, tickle torturing him. "Ah-Cut!" Roberto popped out with as he burst out laughing and brought his hands down to grab onto Sam's wrists and attempt to yank him away, But Sam was just a tad bigger then him.. And much more skilled in the art of torture apparently.

After a few minutes of bellowing laughter from both parties, and plea's for forgiveness, Roberto managed to yank Sam's hands away. He pulled his hands up so they rested on the headboard and Sam's stomach was laying on his.

"Ha... Take... That..." Roberto said weakly, his body aching from all the laughing. Maybe it wasn't so bad That Sam showed up early.. "Ha? Aw c'mon.. Yah know ah won.." Sam and let out one last breathless chuckle before the both of them went silent, and just breathed. The weight on top of him was the same weight he had felt when he had broken his leg, just this time, He was aware who it was, why they were there.. And it was a lot hotter than expected... uh-The air surrounding him was a lot hotter.. Than it had been.. When he was sweaty.. And Sam was sweaty... In training!.. And had just been crashed into.. Uh.. Yeah...

"You think you won, huh?" The Brazilian teen said after a few minutes of watching Sam. "Well yeh" He replied and looked away from the window and at Roberto. "Yah didn' even tickle meh." He said and sighed. Tickle him? Why would he want to tickle him? Why did tickling make it so Sam won?

"Oh yeah?"

"Umm.. Yeh."

"How about we make a deal."

"Alraight, Whut kind of a deal?"

"How about if I make you redder than you were when you found me with you're cd's. I win."

"Wah do yah care who wins?"

"I just do"

"Alraight fahne. Trah meh." The blond said and slid his hands out of Roberto's to lay them on Roberto's chest and rest his chin on them. "Alright, I will." Berto said and paused, his mind racing for something to do, as his eyes traveled around Sam face. What made Sam blush? Girls, His clumsiness, staring... Make out scenes in movies.. What on earth could Roberto do to make the southerner blush? He wasn't a girl, he wasn't clumsy, and he wasn't making- At this thought Roberto smirked. That would surely make him blush. Even if it didn't mean anything. It was something new.

"I got one." The dark-haired teen said, smirk still in place and Sam nodded. "Alraight go fer it." He said and his muscles tensed as if he was waiting for someone to hit him or something. Roberto leaned forward slightly, pausing a second as he got closer to the blondes face. Did he really want to do this? Well... Sam wasn't going to tell anyone.. He never did... So what was there to lose?

Samuel now had a curious look on his face as the Brazilian closed the space in between them and place a soft kiss on his mouth. Well.. It wasn't as strange as he expected.. In fact it was sort of- Roberto was torn out of his thoughts as Sam scrambled backwards, his elbow knocking into Roberto's cast as he scrambled off of the bed. He let out a yelp and shot up into a sitting position grabbing onto his leg and looking over at Sam. "Dammit Sammy!" He let out through grit teeth and watched as the southerner glanced from the window, where headlights were shining and coming closer and closer to the mansion, to the door, before he ran out of the bedroom altogether..

Roberto could hear his panic stricken footsteps pounding down the hallway, but all he managed to do was smirk. He had won.