I AM SOOOOO SORRY to keep you guys waiting. I could use excuses but hey you just want the story so here you go I promise to have chapter 4 out soon. Please don't burn me I ran out of marshmellows. ~*^_^*~. Oh and A big thanks to Wraith3055. (He got me out of my writteres block). I love getting feedback sooo send em my way love yal and enjoy!!!!!
As the man came down the stairs, outside a young woman was stepping out of a black Lincoln limousine. Dressed in her signature color of soft pink with a black cape draped over it Jae Lee stepped inside the mansion. Annoyed that she hadn't remained awake to see the grounds of the massive estate, she very quickly adjusted her black contacts. Plastering a gentle smile on her face she gave her cape to the man at the door and went in search of the professor.
The outside of the mansion had been lighted up with a display of numerous colors. With candles illuminating the inside and a soft Celtic melody played by the orchestra it gave the mansion an old magical feeling to the night. The atmosphere felt more like a ball than a stuffy fundraiser. Golden hues played off the shadows of the candles. The full moon's ray of light touched the open patio's marble floor. And the roses, various in color, gave the patio an almost unrealistic feeling, especially by their arrangement around the marble water fountain. The same roses had been put inside to help the ballroom give it an antique feeling.
A number of celebrities and politicians crowded the grand ballroom. Some standing around and chatting others drinking and dancing. The display of colorful gowns worn by the women was breath taking. The men in there designer tuxedoes looked just as handsome.
But no other woman's gown looked more magical or stunning on her than Jae Lee's did. With her unique soft metallic, two piece, embroidered pink gown, Jae looked her worth and more. There didn't seem to be a pair of eyes that hadn't noticed her beauty since her late arrival to the mansion. Many crowded around her for even though she was rich and famous little was still known of her. All anyone truly knew was what a prodigy she was, and how she made her money. No one knew anything about her life prior to the last seven years.
Jae in her unique fashion smiled answered mediocre questions then turned the topic of conversation away from her self. She felt someone touching her arm. She turned and saw a woman with white hair handing her a beautifully decorated pink and white mask, with golden curls at its crown along with pink feathers on its sides. Small red hearts at the cheeks, pink blush, its eye shadow was also soft pink with the surrounding eyeholes outlined with black. It truly was a work of art
"Ladies and Gentlemen may I have your attention please." The room quieted to the woman's attention. Jae also looked up to hear the woman speak
"Because of all your wonderful contributions, we have surpassed our expected goal. On behalf of Professor Charles Xavier and the Academy we thank you. I assume you are all wondering why we made this a black tie event. Well in all honesty it's to give you all a special gift. As you will notice our students and faculties are distributing Masquerade mask, These are yours to be used when the clock strikes nine exactly; they will be removed at midnight. As you can see the clock will strike nine in exactly ten minutes. Ladies the restrooms are to my left. Please enjoy yourselves tonight, you all greatly disserve it. Thank you."
With that said the women with red hair stepped away from the microphone and into the arms of a short hairy man. Jae noticed the way he held her and for some unknown reason it felt odd to her. She turned from them and walked over to the nearest mirror outside of the Great Hall. Removing her contacts and fixing the mask properly on to her persona, she looked at the person in the mirror. Starring back at her was someone she didn't recognize a figure dressed solely for the mask she wore.
The clock struck nine and Jae entered the Hall once again. That's when it hit her. She looked around for a masked man in a wheelchair, but saw him not.
"Ladies and gentleman the Professor wishes you to enjoy the Masquerade, Unfortunately he is suffering from jet lag at the moment and apologizes for not remaining here with you. Please enjoy yourselves, Orchestra you may begin." And with that a masked figure left the microphone.
Jae left the Hall again, only this time through the patio doors. She ran down the thick marble staircase and wandered into the massive gardens. There she ran deeper in to the gardens until she found a Victorian marble bench to rest upon. She sat down. Silent tears of frustration began to descend from her masked face. She had so many hopes for tonight's fundraiser. Hopes that because of a man's jetlag were now ruined. When would she have the opportunity to speak to him again, probably at the next fundraiser?
But that was the problem she was tired, tired of not knowing anything about her life prior to the last seven years. Tired of waiting. If she was a different type of person she would exceed to see him, but even now she didn't know whom she would have asked. Everyone was wearing a mask. There was no way of identifying any of the professors' students or faculty.
She closed her eyes, and sat there by herself. All the sadness she had felt throughout the past seven years again took their toll on her. Tears still streaming down her face, Jae picked up her legs and bent them toward her chest wrapping her arms around them she lay her head on her knees And tried to forget her pain.
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Not feeling much like celebrating, or sleeping, Scott headed out to the gardens. He had seen Logan and Jean embracing earlier and it had dampened his mood. Walking towards the most secluded part in the garden maze, he thought about all the years he had been with Jean, and wondered if this emptiness in his heart was what Logan had felt when he had seen them together in the past.
Once he approached his destination. He sat at the rim of the angel water fountain. At the moment he wished he could remove his mask, but do to the fact he had forgotten his glasses, It would have to remain. Thanks to Hank who had put built in ruby quartz lenses in the eye sockets he was stuck with the thing on.
He lifted his head and stared at the full moon. Just like his marriage to Jean it seemed perfect far away, but up close it was anything but. It seemed to him that for the passed seven years he had been photo copying his relationship with her in his mind. Picturing all the good moments and omitting the bad. It didn't matter to him though he loved her. She was the love of his life. His only love. He was at a crossroads for what seemed an eternity. The only time he moved from the crossroads was to fulfill his manly urges, but he would always return to where he was before. Stuck. Not being able to move on emotionally without Jean.
Lost in thought the sound he heard, from over the green ridge, startled him. He got up and headed around the ridge wall. There he saw what he thought was an angel curled up into a ball on the marble bench. With her curled raven black hair tangled with pink and golden lace from the mask she wore, whoever it was sure looked like an angel. Especially with the soft pink fabric she was wrapped in. Unfortunately as he got closer he noticed something, Angels didn't use the type of language he heard being muttered. Nor would they be sniffling into their arms.
He sat next to her and for some reason unknown to him he had the sudden urge to hold her in his arms and make her forget her sorrows.
"Please go away" the angel muttered
He didn't answer her instead he asked a question "Why are you crying?"
"If I tell you will you go away?" She whispered.
"Maybe."
"I feel alone. They happy now can you please go away."
"No, I'll keep you company." What was wrong with him? The Angel obviously wanted to be alone and there he was harassing her.
"You said if I told you you'd leave now please keep your promise and leave me."
"No, I said maybe. And I've decided to keep you company. Now tell me why you feel alone?" He asked.
She picked up her head. Taking her mask off in frustration, she turned to look at him. "Listen I don't know what kind of pervert you are but if you don't leave right know I'll use my powers to make you leave." She bluffed.
Scott did not hear a word she said all he could do was stare at the beautiful face that held the ocean blue eyes in front of him. He suddenly had an urge to kiss her pink lips and make them swollen from his kisses. 'Snap out of it Scott you don't even know her. You can go to Harry's later and pick someone up' he thought to himself.
"Stop starring at me, you jerk. Hello!" She waved her hand in front of his face; he seemed to be in trance.
"Hello. Anyone in there?" This time she snapped her fingers.
Scott blinked underneath his mask and followed his urges. He took her wrist in his hand and pulled her to him then he kissed her with all the desire he felt. He felt her struggle against him. But then he felt her wrap her lose hand around his neck and clutch a mass of his hair in her small fist. He deepened the kiss and pried her mouth open with his tongue.
At the feel of his tongue inside hers she began to struggle again. No one had ever kissed her like she was being kissed at the moment. She felt an arm wrap itself around her back and squeeze her closer to the masked man chest. That's when she lost sense of all reality she let lose her other hand and pulled the man closer to her.
Primitive urges controlled them both and a war of supremacy took place in their mouths. Both, struggling to control the other. While his tongue explored every hidden corner of her mouth. Hers did the same to his. His hand crept inside her silk top and ran his hand along the bare soft silky skin. He felt her shiver. His other hand gathered the masses of her soft raven hair and wrapped itself in them while pulling her even closer.
They stayed like that for what seemed an eternity. Both holding the other. It wasn't until they both heard the fireworks that they broke off the kiss and looked up at the sky.
Slowly there faces inches apart came down and they strayed at each other. Neither said a word both in shock after what just happened. Scott still hadn't removed his hand from the inside of her top, so he slowly went further up and gently pushed her back against his chest. His other hand directed her head to lay on his shoulders.
Jae was confused more than she had been before. 'What just happened here' she thought to herself 'I've never let anyone kiss me like that, I've never felt like this, what's going on, and why am I still sitting on this guy whose name I don't even know?' She asked herself
Scott looked out in the distance and wondered what had come over him. He didn't remember ever feeling like this not even for Jean. All it took was a small looking angel woman and he lost all control of himself, Hell even now he wanted to kiss her. 'Nothing compares to you and I don't even know your name' he thought looking down at the angels' raven head. He slowly lifted her chin saw that she could see him.
"What's your name?" he whispered not wanting to break contact with her.
"Jae." She answered still a little dazed.
"Scott." He whispered.
As the man came down the stairs, outside a young woman was stepping out of a black Lincoln limousine. Dressed in her signature color of soft pink with a black cape draped over it Jae Lee stepped inside the mansion. Annoyed that she hadn't remained awake to see the grounds of the massive estate, she very quickly adjusted her black contacts. Plastering a gentle smile on her face she gave her cape to the man at the door and went in search of the professor.
The outside of the mansion had been lighted up with a display of numerous colors. With candles illuminating the inside and a soft Celtic melody played by the orchestra it gave the mansion an old magical feeling to the night. The atmosphere felt more like a ball than a stuffy fundraiser. Golden hues played off the shadows of the candles. The full moon's ray of light touched the open patio's marble floor. And the roses, various in color, gave the patio an almost unrealistic feeling, especially by their arrangement around the marble water fountain. The same roses had been put inside to help the ballroom give it an antique feeling.
A number of celebrities and politicians crowded the grand ballroom. Some standing around and chatting others drinking and dancing. The display of colorful gowns worn by the women was breath taking. The men in there designer tuxedoes looked just as handsome.
But no other woman's gown looked more magical or stunning on her than Jae Lee's did. With her unique soft metallic, two piece, embroidered pink gown, Jae looked her worth and more. There didn't seem to be a pair of eyes that hadn't noticed her beauty since her late arrival to the mansion. Many crowded around her for even though she was rich and famous little was still known of her. All anyone truly knew was what a prodigy she was, and how she made her money. No one knew anything about her life prior to the last seven years.
Jae in her unique fashion smiled answered mediocre questions then turned the topic of conversation away from her self. She felt someone touching her arm. She turned and saw a woman with white hair handing her a beautifully decorated pink and white mask, with golden curls at its crown along with pink feathers on its sides. Small red hearts at the cheeks, pink blush, its eye shadow was also soft pink with the surrounding eyeholes outlined with black. It truly was a work of art
"Ladies and Gentlemen may I have your attention please." The room quieted to the woman's attention. Jae also looked up to hear the woman speak
"Because of all your wonderful contributions, we have surpassed our expected goal. On behalf of Professor Charles Xavier and the Academy we thank you. I assume you are all wondering why we made this a black tie event. Well in all honesty it's to give you all a special gift. As you will notice our students and faculties are distributing Masquerade mask, These are yours to be used when the clock strikes nine exactly; they will be removed at midnight. As you can see the clock will strike nine in exactly ten minutes. Ladies the restrooms are to my left. Please enjoy yourselves tonight, you all greatly disserve it. Thank you."
With that said the women with red hair stepped away from the microphone and into the arms of a short hairy man. Jae noticed the way he held her and for some unknown reason it felt odd to her. She turned from them and walked over to the nearest mirror outside of the Great Hall. Removing her contacts and fixing the mask properly on to her persona, she looked at the person in the mirror. Starring back at her was someone she didn't recognize a figure dressed solely for the mask she wore.
The clock struck nine and Jae entered the Hall once again. That's when it hit her. She looked around for a masked man in a wheelchair, but saw him not.
"Ladies and gentleman the Professor wishes you to enjoy the Masquerade, Unfortunately he is suffering from jet lag at the moment and apologizes for not remaining here with you. Please enjoy yourselves, Orchestra you may begin." And with that a masked figure left the microphone.
Jae left the Hall again, only this time through the patio doors. She ran down the thick marble staircase and wandered into the massive gardens. There she ran deeper in to the gardens until she found a Victorian marble bench to rest upon. She sat down. Silent tears of frustration began to descend from her masked face. She had so many hopes for tonight's fundraiser. Hopes that because of a man's jetlag were now ruined. When would she have the opportunity to speak to him again, probably at the next fundraiser?
But that was the problem she was tired, tired of not knowing anything about her life prior to the last seven years. Tired of waiting. If she was a different type of person she would exceed to see him, but even now she didn't know whom she would have asked. Everyone was wearing a mask. There was no way of identifying any of the professors' students or faculty.
She closed her eyes, and sat there by herself. All the sadness she had felt throughout the past seven years again took their toll on her. Tears still streaming down her face, Jae picked up her legs and bent them toward her chest wrapping her arms around them she lay her head on her knees And tried to forget her pain.
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Not feeling much like celebrating, or sleeping, Scott headed out to the gardens. He had seen Logan and Jean embracing earlier and it had dampened his mood. Walking towards the most secluded part in the garden maze, he thought about all the years he had been with Jean, and wondered if this emptiness in his heart was what Logan had felt when he had seen them together in the past.
Once he approached his destination. He sat at the rim of the angel water fountain. At the moment he wished he could remove his mask, but do to the fact he had forgotten his glasses, It would have to remain. Thanks to Hank who had put built in ruby quartz lenses in the eye sockets he was stuck with the thing on.
He lifted his head and stared at the full moon. Just like his marriage to Jean it seemed perfect far away, but up close it was anything but. It seemed to him that for the passed seven years he had been photo copying his relationship with her in his mind. Picturing all the good moments and omitting the bad. It didn't matter to him though he loved her. She was the love of his life. His only love. He was at a crossroads for what seemed an eternity. The only time he moved from the crossroads was to fulfill his manly urges, but he would always return to where he was before. Stuck. Not being able to move on emotionally without Jean.
Lost in thought the sound he heard, from over the green ridge, startled him. He got up and headed around the ridge wall. There he saw what he thought was an angel curled up into a ball on the marble bench. With her curled raven black hair tangled with pink and golden lace from the mask she wore, whoever it was sure looked like an angel. Especially with the soft pink fabric she was wrapped in. Unfortunately as he got closer he noticed something, Angels didn't use the type of language he heard being muttered. Nor would they be sniffling into their arms.
He sat next to her and for some reason unknown to him he had the sudden urge to hold her in his arms and make her forget her sorrows.
"Please go away" the angel muttered
He didn't answer her instead he asked a question "Why are you crying?"
"If I tell you will you go away?" She whispered.
"Maybe."
"I feel alone. They happy now can you please go away."
"No, I'll keep you company." What was wrong with him? The Angel obviously wanted to be alone and there he was harassing her.
"You said if I told you you'd leave now please keep your promise and leave me."
"No, I said maybe. And I've decided to keep you company. Now tell me why you feel alone?" He asked.
She picked up her head. Taking her mask off in frustration, she turned to look at him. "Listen I don't know what kind of pervert you are but if you don't leave right know I'll use my powers to make you leave." She bluffed.
Scott did not hear a word she said all he could do was stare at the beautiful face that held the ocean blue eyes in front of him. He suddenly had an urge to kiss her pink lips and make them swollen from his kisses. 'Snap out of it Scott you don't even know her. You can go to Harry's later and pick someone up' he thought to himself.
"Stop starring at me, you jerk. Hello!" She waved her hand in front of his face; he seemed to be in trance.
"Hello. Anyone in there?" This time she snapped her fingers.
Scott blinked underneath his mask and followed his urges. He took her wrist in his hand and pulled her to him then he kissed her with all the desire he felt. He felt her struggle against him. But then he felt her wrap her lose hand around his neck and clutch a mass of his hair in her small fist. He deepened the kiss and pried her mouth open with his tongue.
At the feel of his tongue inside hers she began to struggle again. No one had ever kissed her like she was being kissed at the moment. She felt an arm wrap itself around her back and squeeze her closer to the masked man chest. That's when she lost sense of all reality she let lose her other hand and pulled the man closer to her.
Primitive urges controlled them both and a war of supremacy took place in their mouths. Both, struggling to control the other. While his tongue explored every hidden corner of her mouth. Hers did the same to his. His hand crept inside her silk top and ran his hand along the bare soft silky skin. He felt her shiver. His other hand gathered the masses of her soft raven hair and wrapped itself in them while pulling her even closer.
They stayed like that for what seemed an eternity. Both holding the other. It wasn't until they both heard the fireworks that they broke off the kiss and looked up at the sky.
Slowly there faces inches apart came down and they strayed at each other. Neither said a word both in shock after what just happened. Scott still hadn't removed his hand from the inside of her top, so he slowly went further up and gently pushed her back against his chest. His other hand directed her head to lay on his shoulders.
Jae was confused more than she had been before. 'What just happened here' she thought to herself 'I've never let anyone kiss me like that, I've never felt like this, what's going on, and why am I still sitting on this guy whose name I don't even know?' She asked herself
Scott looked out in the distance and wondered what had come over him. He didn't remember ever feeling like this not even for Jean. All it took was a small looking angel woman and he lost all control of himself, Hell even now he wanted to kiss her. 'Nothing compares to you and I don't even know your name' he thought looking down at the angels' raven head. He slowly lifted her chin saw that she could see him.
"What's your name?" he whispered not wanting to break contact with her.
"Jae." She answered still a little dazed.
"Scott." He whispered.