Hello, party people. I've updated!!!! Okay here's the deal. Eris R. Lebeau, who is awesome in every sense of the word, reviewed and told me something about emphasizing that had never crossed my mind before. That within thoughts 'Like this one,' if I wanted to emphasizing something I would just put it in regular front. 'Like this.' So, that's what I'm doing for now on, because I like it. ^.^
Anyway, in other news, within this chapter some people are going to be playing a game. If you have this game and know how to play. I suggest that you pull it out and play along. I think you'll enjoy the chapter more. If you don't, sorry. It's not the whole chapter I swear, and not understanding it won't keep you from enjoying it... I hope.
Sorry if I've given too much away by saying all this, but I thought I've give you guys a warning and put the idea in your heads. Again thanks for reading, and I hope you all like this chapter.
Taunting Repartee
Chapter Four
Rogue rolled over in bed and winced at the sunlight coming through the window. She glanced at the clock on her night stand. It read 12:10pm.
'I'll get up at twelve-thirty,' she thought to herself happily as she pulled the covers back over her head. Just as she starting to nod off again, she heard a very familiar bamf noise.
"Oh, big sister," Kurt part said part sung. "Mr. McCoy said you're not allowed to sleep through the afternoon exercises."
"Ten more minutes," she murmured.
"But they started ten minutes ago," he exclaimed in protest.
"Seven more minutes," she grumbled.
"Rogue," he screamed at he rocked her shoulders. "You have to get up now."
"Kurt stop that," she demanded at she shook his hands off of her shoulders. "I'm trying to sleep."
"That's the problem. You need to get up. You've been sleeping for over ten hours. What more will seven minutes do?" he asked.
"Make me feel better," she mumbled as she turned over and got comfortable again.
"Alright," Kurt said in defeat. "But don't blame me when you have to sit through a lecture."
"I won't," she muttered. She heard him sigh as he teleported out of her room.'Might as well sleep in till two. I'm gonna get yelled at anyway.' She smiled as she fell back to sleep.
She glimpsed at the clock. It read 12:47pm.
'Not yet,' she thought as she yawned. She rolled over again and started to pull the blanket to cover her eyes from the sunlight. She stopped when there was none. 'Did Kurt close the curtains?' She asked herself.
"No, I did." She opened her eyes quickly to see Magneto sitting at a silver table she had never seen before. The table had two matching chairs. He was wearing black pants and a simple white button down shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. He had a brown trench coat which was hanging on the back on his chair. He looked at her with a smile. "Good afternoon, my dear." She sat up.
"Eric? What are you doing in my bedroom?" she asked nervously.
"What does it look like I'm doing, Anna?" he asked her calmly. She glanced over at the table again. There was a beautiful metallic chess set on it. The black knight moved from d4 to e6 seemingly by itself.
"It looks like you're playing with yourself."
"I was playing alone," he said ignoring her statement, "but now that you finally awake," he said as the pieces moved back to their original places, "we can a game or two. Please, have a seat." He pointed to the chair across from him as it moved out from under the table. She took a deep breath as she wrapped her mind around her current situation.
"If I wanted to leave the room right now," she started to ask.
"You would find that the door will not open."
"If I screamed?"
"No one would hear you, and before you ask. No one is even going to think about entering this room for quite some time." She laughed.
"You're holding my captive in my own bedroom?" she asked in disbelief.
"Yes," he informed her.
"How long do you plain on keeping me here?"
"As long as it takes."
"As long as what takes?" she asked worried.
"That's a very good question."
"I know. That's why I asked it," she said annoyed. She waited for him to say something, he didn't. "You not going to answer any questions that matter are you?"
"Well, that depends entirely on you, Anna." He turned his gaze back to the board. She looked as well. The pieces started to move by themselves. Pawns, knights, bishops, rooks, queens, and kings all moving fast around the board. White then black. Pieces were being exchanged. The advantage were being won, lost, then won again. Only a few pieces were left on the board. Black's queen was lost because white's knight forked the king and queen, causing black to move his king out of check. White moved it's rook to c8. Checkmate. Black's king fell over in defeat.
"The winner get to ask the loser a question?"she asked. He smirked.
"Correct, and the loser must answer the question honestly, and to the extent that the winner is satisfied."
"What about stalemates?" she asked as the pieces returned to their starting positions.
"A waste of time for both of us."
"You don't think I gonna win any games, do you?"
"On the contrary, Rogue. I looking forward to the challenge."
'Huh? So, that's where Pietro gets it from.' she thought.
"I would prefer that you stay away from that subject," he said firmly.
"I would prefer that you stay out of my head," she yelled. "What kind of challenge are you gonna get from knowing my every move?" she asked infuriated. He chuckled.
"Very well. Once we start playing, I promise to refrain from reading your mind." She looked at herself.
"Can I get dressed first?" she asked vexed.
"I'm hardly stopping you," he said with a smirk.
"Eric!" she exclaimed as her face blushed. "I'm not getting undressed in front of you." He chuckled as the bedroom door opened slighty. "You're gonna let me leave the room?"
"To go into the bathroom yes. Every member of your family is outside blissfully unaware of your strife."
She sighed as she got out of bed and went over to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of black sweat pants, and a black tank-top, socks, and a bra. She went to her top draw to get a pair of gloves. It was empty. 'I had three pairs in here last night. Where are they?'
"You do not require them," Magneto informed her. She looked over to him incredulously.
"What?"
"You heard me," he said as he stood and walked over to her. He stared into her eyes. "You do not need to cover yourself in clothing while in my company," he took her empty hand in his. "Your skin is not dangerous to me."
"I know that, Eric," she muttered. His other hand went on her neck. His fingers brushed over one of the marks he had left. She sucked in a breath.
"Then why were you so insistent on wearing them?" he asked softy.
"Habit, I guess," she said, her tone matched his. He brought his face closer to hers. She leaned in slightly. His lips were approaching her's. She blinked. 'What am I doing? I can't do this with him. Not now.' She took her hand out of his, and walked past him. "I'm gonna go get dressed," she mumbled unwilling to look him in the eye. She walked out of her room slowly. Once in the hallway she started to run towards the stairs. A Magnetic shield provented her from going very far.
"The bathroom is that over there, Rogue." She turned to look at him. He was standing within her room's doorway. He pointed to the bathroom. "Considering you live here I thought you would know that," he said with a smirk. She walked pasted him and the bathroom. The door slammed close behind her. She put her clothes on the sink. She took off her pajamas, and put on the clothes she had brought with her. She opened the first draw on the sink and took out a brush.
'My hair is a mess,' she thought as she brushed it. 'I was gonna take a shower and relax,' she thought in annoyance. Her plains for the afternoon were ruined.
"You still may if you wish," he reported. He standing outside of the door. She sighed as she glanced over at the shower.
'No, I can't.' The idea of being naked while being his prisoner just felt wrong.
"I can assure, Anna, I am a gentleman."
"I know that," she yelled. She looked over at the shower stall again. 'Maybe later,' she thought with a sigh as she grabbed a hair-tie off of the sink and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. She turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face. Then grabbed a towel from the rack and dried it and her hands. She opened the second draw of the sink to pull out her makeup. It wasn't there. 'Guess I don't need that either,' she thought in frustration. She sighed as she pulled her hair out of the pony-tail. She threw the hair-tie back onto the sink. She grabbed her pajamas, and threw them into the hamper. She opened the door. Magneto was standing to her left, blocking her path to the stairs.
"After you, Anna," he said as pointed to her bedroom door. Magneto put his hand on her shoulder guiding her into the room. The door closed behind them. He walked past her to sit in the same seat he had been before. She sighed as she sat down across from him. "I guess I'm black," she said.
"If you would prefer to be white," he started to say.
"No, it's okay. When do we start?" she asked.
"Now," he said as he used his powers to move his pawn to e4.
'And you're not reading my mind, right?' she thought. He didn't say anything. 'You're an ass-hole.' Nothing. 'I swear my allegiance to you.' Still nothing. He kept staring at the board oblivious to her train of thought. She looked at the board. "Pawn to e5," she said. He looked at her curiously. "If you don't have to lean forward, why should I?" she asked. He chuckled as he used his powers to advance her pawn to e5. He moved his knight to f3. "Knight to g6," she said the piece moved accordingly.
"Are you only going to mirror my moves?"
"Maybe."
"I would prefer if you didn't."
"Why?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.
"It's irritating," he said as he moved his knight to e5, taking her pawn.
"Being held captive is irritating, but you ain't gonna stop doing it. So, we're both just gonna have to deal with each other's annoying habits. Pawn to d6." He moved her pawn to d6, which was now threatening his knight.
"That was a good move."
"I know," she said smugly. He smirked as he moved his knight back to f3. "Knight takes e4," she smirked as he moved his pawn off of the board and her knight onto e4. He moved his queen to e2. It now threatened her knight. "Queen to e7," she said mirroring his move.
"You aren't the only one capable of copying moves, my dear," he said with a smile as he moved his pawn to d3. Threatening her knight the same way she had threatened his.
'I wonder how irritated I can make him.' she thought to herself. "Knight to f6," she said copying his move from before. He moved her piece and his own Bishop to c5. "Bishop to e6," she said. 'Maybe, if I can get him angry enough... Just have to say what he would for a while,' she thought. He moved her piece and his Queen's side knight to c3. "Knight to c6." Her knight slammed down on the square. He castled queen-side. "King castles Queen's side." The black king and castle rose into the air and slammed down on their respective squares.
"Are you trying to enrage me?"
"Yes," she answered honestly.
"Why?"
"'That's a very good question,'" she quoted his statement from before.
"'I know. That's why I asked it,'" he quoted following her lead.
"You're gonna have to win the game before I answer a question that matters. It's your move, sugar." He turned his gaze away from the smirk on her face back to chess board. 'This is only gonna work if he doesn't read my mind.' She took a second to think about what she was going to say. "Must be annoying," she said while looking at the board. He looked up at her again.
"What?" he asked.
"Knowing you're able to, anytime you want, but you're not gonna."
"Going to what?" he demanded to know, his tolerance fading.
"Read my mind."
"How do you know I haven't?" She shook her head no.
"You haven't," she said with conviction.
"How can you be so certain?"
"You promised. You're honor bound not to."
"What is there is stop me from going back on my word?"
"The fact that you gave it," she looked him in the eye. "You're still trying to recruit me, Eric. The last thing you want to destroy is what little trust I have in you. I know what means you're willing to use to get what you want. I know that killing isn't beneath you. Neither blackmail. The promises you've made me, teaching me about my powers, never feeling loneliness again. That life with you would be better than with the X-Men. Me believing that you're gonna do all that. That you're capable and willing to, that's the only reason I would ever consider joining you. If I did join you, and found out about it, and I would find out about it," she assured him. "I've leave you in a heart beat. So, am I certain you haven't read my mind? Oh yeah," she laughed. "You wouldn't dare." She glanced down at the board."It's still your move, sugar." He looked down at the board to decide. "Sometime today would be nice." He grunted in frustration as he moved his bishop to f6 capturing her knight. "Queen takes f6." His bishop rose into the air and embedded itself into the wall. 'I can't believe this is working,' she thought with a smile. "A bishop for a knight. Huh? Well, that's almost an even trade," she said pushing him a little more.
"In certain games the knight is far more valuable than the bishop."
"But we ain't playing blitz chess, sugar. We playing the regular old, you can take twenty minutes to decide on a single move if you really want to. Which you seem to prefer." White's knight moved to e4 with such an intensity it shook the table. She sat through his display of anger unfazed. "Queen to h6." He moved the piece. "That's check, sugar."
"I am aware of the rules, Anna," he yelled while staring at the board.
"Just checking.......Ha. Get it? Just checking?" she asked with a laugh.
"I understood the terrible pun perfectly well. It didn't warrant an explanation," he said as he moved f-file's knight to d2.
"Pawn to d5." He moved the pawn and his threatened knight to g3. She looked at the board and decided her next move. 'Perfect,' she thought "Knight to d4." He moved it. With a sigh he moved his threatened queen to the only safe square available, e1. "Bishop to g4." He move it and his pawn to h3. 'I have to move the bishop back.....unless.' She glanced over her knight's position in relation to the king. 'That'll work,' she thought with a smile. "Knight to e2." The piece moved. "And you don't need me to tell you that's check, right?"
"Correct," he said through his teeth, trying to hold in his anger. Eric moved his king to b1.
'I can't believe he didn't exchange pieces,' she thought. "Knight to 3c," she said with a smirk.
"I wouldn't have been so quick to lose my knight in a premature check," he said as he moved his pawn to b3 taking the knight.
"I wouldn't have been so quick to expose my king. Queen to b6." The queen moved to put the king in check again. "We've been over this," she said with a smile.
"Yes, we most certainly have," he said annoyed as he moved his king out of check to A1.
'I got nothing else to distract him with,' she thought "Bishop to d7." He moved it and his rook to b1 threatening her queen.
"Is my rook worth your queen?" he asked.
"No. Bishop to b4. Is my bishop worth your pawn?" His pawn moved to b4 taking the Bishop.
'He took the bait?' she thought with a smile. 'Not that he had much choice. I would have taken his pawn my next turn if he didn't do it, but I don't think that's why he did it,' she thought "Actually it was, sugar. Queen to f6." He moved the piece.
"It's not checkmate," he said as he moved his rook to b2 blocking her attack.
"I never said it was," she told him. 'I need to get his queen out of play,' she thought. "H-file's rook to e8." He moved it and his d-file knight to e4 with a smirk on his face. 'Why is he happy? My pawns right there. The knight may be threatening my queen, and protecting his, but I'm just gonna captive it. It's a waste of a knight... He's only looking on one side of the board,' she realized in disbelief. "Pawn takes e4. Try looking at the whole board. Not just king's side," she said condescendingly.
The knight rose in the air. The pawn slammed down taking it's place. His lost knight joined the rook embedded in the wall. He moved his pawn to e4 taking her piece. Her black pawn lifted into the air and dematerialized before their eyes. "I hope you have extra pieces, sugar. That's three we've lost already. Rook to e7." The piece moved.
"I can assure you, we'll manage," he said as he moved his knight to h5. Threatening her queen.
"Queen to g6." He moved her piece as well as his knight to f4. Attacking her queen again. "Queen to g5." He moved it and his knight to d5. This time threatening her rook. 'Damn pawn. Now, I have to move my rook back,' she thought in annoyance. "Rook to e8." He stopped to study the board again. 'Only reason he's doing so bad is because he doesn't have time to think. What else can I do?' She took a second and came up with a new tactic. She yawned. He looked up at her.
"Do you have any manners, girl?" he asked her furious.
"Sorry, sugar. I'll make sure I cover my mouth next time."
"That is not what I was referring to," he said as he moved his pawn to h4. Threatening the queen."Queen to g4." He moved the piece and stared at the board. She yawned again, this time putting her hand over her mouth. He glared at her. There was a rage in his eyes she had never seen before. 'I better tone it down a little before he loses it,' she thought. "I don't know why I'm yawning so much. I was asleep for hours. What did you think was so rude? I'll try not to do it again," she said with a pleasant smile. He took a deep breath. His demeanor soften slightly.
"Nothing, forget I said anything."
"Are you sure?" she asked concerned.
"Yes, yes. Of course," he said quickly as he looked at the board again.
"I don't want him to calm down that much,' she thought. "Is it still your turn?"
"YES!" he screamed as he moved his knight to c3.
"Sorry, I lost track with all the talking. I didn't mean to upset ya, sugar. Bishop to c6." He moved her Bishop and his own to d3. 'Finally,' she thought as she looked at his last move. "Queen takes g2." He moved her Queen to g2. His pawn lifted into air and disappeared like the other one. He quickly moved his Bishop back to f1 to threaten her queen. 'That ain't gonna stop me from taking his rook,' she thought with a smile. "Queen takes h1." He moved the pieces. His anger although intense didn't cause him to destroy the rook as he had the other pieces. He simply put it to the side with his other two pawns. He took another deep breath calming himself. Then, he moved his pawn to f3. Clearing the lane for his queen to attack h4. "Queen takes f3." he calmly moved the fallen pawn to the side and her queen to f3. He then moved his pawn to b5. "Bishop takes e4." The piece moved.
"Knight takes e4," he said as he moved her bishop off of the board and put his knight in it's place. She looked at him surprised. "The privilege of stating one's move aloud is reserved for you alone?"
"Course not, sugar," she said with a smile.
"Stop calling me that. It's demeaning."
"I was wondering how long you were going to put up with it,"she said. 'Took him long enough to calm down. But it's to late, I'm taking his queen,' she thought. "Rook to d1," she said. The piece moved accordingly putting the king in check.
"Rook to b1," he said as he used his rook to protect his king.
"Rook takes e1." With a smirk she watched as his queen was moved off of the board. Her rook took it's place on the square.
"Rook take e1." he said as he moved her rook to the sidelines, and put his rook on the square. She smiled.
"Whose mirroring who?" she asked with a smile. "Queen to c3." He moved the queen. It was now threatening both his king and rook.
"King to b2," he said as he moved his king out of check.
"Queen takes e1." He moved his rook off of the board, and put her queen in it's place.
"Bishop to h3," he said as he moved the piece. "'And you don't need me to tell you that's check, right?'" he quoted.
"'Correct,'" she laughed. "Rook to e6." He moved her rook to protect her king.
"Knight to c5," he said while moving his knight to threaten her rook.
"Queen to e5." He moved her queen to the square. The move had threatening both his knight, and checked his king.
"King to c1," he said as he moved his king out of check.
"Queen takes c5," He moved her queen onto the square as his knight joined the other pieces on the side-line. She opened her mouth slightly.
"Not one word out of you," he said as he stared at the board.
"Take all the time you want, Eric. You figured out what I was doing. Game's over." He looked at the board for several minutes. She waited patiently for him to decide what his next move would be. He sighed. 'I wonder if he's still angry,' she thought to herself.
"No, I'm not," he informed her.
"Hey! You're not suppose to read my mind-" she yelled.
"Until the game is over, which it most certainly is," he said as he leaned forward and laid his king down. He looked up at her."The game has been over since you took my knight," he told her calmly. "You played well, given your tactic."
"Thank you."
"Do you think you could defeat me without the theatrics?" he asked.
"I think so, but not till after you answer my question." He chuckled.
"Which is?"
"What do you know about my powers?" He sighed.
"I was certain you would ask about my telepathy."
"Why should I obsess over your powers?. If you're a powerful telepath than there ain't a thing I can do about. If your not then half my fears are irrelevant. You either have them or you don't. Doesn't matter if I know about them or not. So, what do you know about my powers?" He leaned back in his seat, and just looked at her.
"What?" she asked. "...You're not trying to get out of answering are you? That was the only reason I played," she yelled at him. He stared at her for a few more moments before he burst out laughing. "What?" He continued laughing. "What is so funny."
"You are, my dear. You're a riot."
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"I have found, over the past three days, that you, Anna, are an endless source of entertainment."
"What?" she cryed out in confusion and anger.
"I can think of hundreds of activities I would like to do with you. There are so many things you have never done. So much I can teach you, expose you to. They are millions of conversations we can have. The topics are numerous, and not one of them dull. We would both enjoy ourselves immensely, but I know that when I ask you to join me, you will say no. Each and every time. Out of loyalty to a team whose members barely know you."
"But..." she started to say.
"Yes, yes," he said interrupting. "Ms. Pride, Mr Summer, and your brother, who isn't aware that he is your brother."
"I told him yesterday."
"All of it?" he asked. "That must of taken hours. The boy seemed far too joyful this morning to have learned everything."
"I told him he was like a little brother to me."
"Ah, he is still isn't aware that you share a mother."
"We don't!" she insisted. "Raven stopped being my mom when she dumped me on Irene, and Irene stopped being a parent when she helped Raven lie to me about the X-Men."
"Parents lie to their children often."
"To protect them. All their lie did was drive me away. If they would have just told me. Rogue there are two mutant teams in Bayville. One's the X-Men, the other's the Brotherhood. Both of them are good, but we want you to join our team because you're our daughter. I would have moved into that house and never thought about leaving. I would never have even considered joining the X-Men. But no they have to try and trick me, manipulate me."
"Rogue, may I ask you something?" She glanced up at him.
"You just did." He chuckled
"Something else," he said with a smile. "You volunteer information you shouldn't so often. Why is that?" She looked away from him.
'Crap! I am... How could I be so stupid?' she asked herself angrily.
"I doubt stupidly is to blame here. You're comfortable talking to the fragment of me in your head, aren't you?" he guessed. "You don't have to hide anything from him. You must go off and tangents constantly." She didn't answer him. She let out a sigh.
"Eric?" she asked quietly.
"Yes, Anna."
"What do you know about my powers?" He stared at her for a moment before he stood up. Her chair moved out from under the table. He stood in front of her and held his hand out to her. She didn't take it. "What are you doing?"
"Offering you my hand, to help you stand."
"I can stand up without help."
"I'm fully aware of that fact."
"Why do you want me to stand up anyway?" she asked.
"So, we can go sit somewhere else."
"Only other place to sit is the bed."
"Yes, that's what I had in mind." She looked at her bed, and then him. There could be only one thing he wanted to do on it.
"No," she said quickly while shaking her head.
"Rogue, who is the captor?" She sighed.
"You are," she answered bitterly.
"Who is the captive?"
"I am," she answered angrily.
"Can I control metal?"
"Yes," she said annoyed.
"What is that chair you're sitting in made out of?"
"Metal," she said softy. He held out his hand again.
"Take my hand, Rogue." She looked at his hand, then up at him.
"If you're such a big bad telepath, than make me," she challenged as she put her arms across her chest. He leaned down, and put his hands on either side of the chair's armrests. He leaned his face down until it was almost touching hers.
"As, I've said before. You are an endless source of entertainment, intellectually, and physically," he said with a smirk. He kissed her then. She stopped herself from leaning into him by pressing herself firmly against the back of the chair. Unfortunately, for her the back of the chair started to slowly move towards him. Pushing her with it. Then the bottom of the chair started to move as well, which caused her to stand up in front of him. He took her hand in his, as he broke the kiss. "Now, was that so difficult?" he asked as he led her onto the bed. He leaned up against the head of the bed as he pulled her onto his lap.
"What is with you and this position?" she asked.
"You don't like it?" he asked his hand slid up her back underneath her shirt. His other hand was pushing hair behind her ear.
"I didn't say that," she said, her breathing heavy. 'What am I doing?' she thought. She tried to pull away from him. He used the hand on her back to keep her from getting up. "Can I get up now?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No," he said he with a laugh.
"I can't do this with you," she yelled.
"That word again," he said with disgust. She rolled her eyes.
"I shouldn't do this with you."
"Why not?" he asked her.
"You're holding me captive," she shouted in his face.
"And?" he asked calmly.
"And?" she screamed. "And? You don't willingly have sex with you're captor."
"But, you want to."
"Yes! I want to, but that doesn't matter," she shouted.
"Why?"
"Because it's just wrong."
"Why?"
"I..." She screamed in frustration as she buried her face into his chest. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, as she laid there on top of him.
"Rogue?" he asked.
"What?" she asked anxiously as she hugged his chest. Her head was facing the window unwilling to look at him.
"You don't have to be ashamed of relishing my touch," he told her gently as his figures ran up and down her arm softy. "You say no when it matters."
"It always matters."
"I beg to differ. Did Charles reprimand you for kissing me?"
"No."
"For engaging me in conversation?"
"No."
"Has his trust in you altered?"
"Yes... I think he trusts me more now."
"And there you have it, my girl."
"But, I shouldn't..."
"Enjoy my company?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "But you do, quite a bit. Tell me, how much did you enjoy our chess game."
"A lot." She looked up at him. "Did I really make you that upset?" He glanced down at her.
"Do you mean to ask, did I let you win?"
"Yes. Did you?" He kissed her forehead.
"No." She closed her eyes as she layed her head back down on his chest. His hand was in her hair, running his fingers through it.
"Just checking," she said with a sigh. They looked into each other's eyes, and a moment later they both bursted out into hysterical laugher.
"Anna, that was the worst pun I have ever heard," he said while regaining his composure.
"Then why are you laughing so much?" She continued to laugh, this time at him.
"Quite, girl."
"Make me," she challenge with a grin.
"Gladly," he said as his hand went to her cheek, pulling her face up to his in a kiss. He deepened the kiss, she allowed him to. He pulled her against his lap. She moaned into his mouth. And then Green Sleeves started to play in the background. He broke the kiss.
"Is that a cell phone?" she asked out breath.
"Yes," he said bitterly.
"Is that your cell phone?" she asked.
"Yes, unfortunately. Why now?" he asked no one in particular as his phone flew out of his trench coat pocket and into his hand. It flipped open and he put the phone to his ear. "Yes."
"Sir, he's almost within range," a woman's voice said.
'Sounds like Graydon's posh girlfriend,' she thought to herself.
"One moment," he said into the phone. He looked into her eyes. "Off," he commanded.
"No! I'm not just some dog you can order around. Besides, I'm comfy."
"Now, Anna," he demanded.
"If you're so set on it then move me your self." He sighed.
"Very well." His arm wrapped around her waist, as he flipped them both over. He was now laying on top of her. He leaned in to kiss her again.
"Magneto, I'm sorry to interrupt, sir, but he will be in range within ten minutes," the woman's voice warned. He stood up off of her. She looked up at him, her face still flushed with desire.
"Dammit!" he screamed in frustration.
"Sir?"
"I'll be there shortly," he said as he closed the phone.
"Eric, what's going on?" He turned to the chair. He picked up his coat and put it on. "You're leaving?" she asked in disbelief.
"I have an appointment to keep which requires me to leave you. Just as things were starting to getting interesting." The board and pieces flew off of the table and onto the floor. "Keep the chess set," he said as the pieces in the wall flew, and the pawns reformed, to their proper places. The chairs and table flew together forming a silver sphere.
'He's almost within range... The Professor,' she thought.
"Dammit!" he yelled again. He looked down at her. "We will speak about all this in great detail I promise you, but not now."
"As long as it takes for the Professor to get back to the institute," she said with a laugh. "You have a decent telepath sitting somewhere in the building making sure that no one knows you're here," she accused. "She was sitting somewhere in the café two days ago, and in your car yesterday. You're no-" She was interrupted by his lips hitting hers. His hands held her shoulders firmly. He broke the kiss.
"The only thing keeping me from taking you with me, my utterly brilliant girl, is a strong will and the desire to battle you on a terrain which you stand a chance of winning. Now, you will sit on that bed and stop trying to coax me into a conversation or I swear my resolve will falter and you will be leaving the institute with me never to return again." She looked into his eyes, searching for some sign that he was buffing. She knew he wasn't. She slowly backed away from him. She kept staring into his eyes, but she didn't dare make a sound. "We will speak again soon," he said as he lifted himself up into the air and into the sphere. She watched as his sphere flew out the window. It was met in the air by two others. They quickly faded into the horizon.
'Who's in the third sphere?' she asked as she let herself collapse onto her bed. She let out a sigh in relief. 'I'll worry about all that later.' She turned her head to look at her clock. It read 2:26pm. 'Ten minutes than I'll go and find the Professor.'
So, that's it for this chapter. Thanks for reading, and please review. When you do I tell you how awesome you are.
Speaking of which...
Eris R Lebeau: Hello again! I'm always looking forward to your reviews! I love reading them. You make me extremely happy I started writing for others. ^.^
I prefer the biomagnetic shield as well. The idea that he's tricking her into thinking he's touching her is deliciously evil, but I believe with this chapter I called Magneto's telepathic abilities into question. At least Rogue's going to be skeptical about it in the future.
Thank you for the complements about Rogue's powers. What I've writen is the view I've always had about them. What I feel she should be able to do given the nature of her powers. I've spent years daydreaming about her in various situations. This is just the first time I'm writing it down. I'm happy that my over- analysis of her powers is being well received.
And finally, thanks for the advice about emphasizing. As you can see I've taken it. Somehow, what you said never crossed my mind before. Yeah, I feel a little dumb. Oh well, I know it now. Anyway, I hope you loved this chapter and I can't wait to hear from you again.
archmagus: Hiya, you ego-inflater. ^.^ Thank you for writing that lovely review. Really, people like you are the reason I try so hard to make my theses chapters so complex but enjoyable at the same time. I'm glad your reading my story, and I hope you loved this chapter. I can not wait to hear from you again.
PrincessRhia: Thank you for the reading and putting my fic on your story alert.
RogueNya, and Jewell: thank you both for reading and reviewing.
ianob: Hi again. Yeah chapter three was a 'catch everyone up' one. I tried not to reexplain things too often. I'm glad it wasn't boring. I agree completely with your thoughts on Rogue's mental state. As I was writing it I was afraid that I was making her too comfortable in the mansion. This chapter was all about breaking her comfort zone, and making her question everything. Especially, how safe she really is at the institute. Again thank you for reading, I hoped you loved this chapter, and I can't wait to hear from you again.
RG Marie: thank you for reading, putting my fic on story alert and me on author alert. Although, this is the only fic I'm writing right now. So, you only going to get emails about this one. Again, thank you. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.