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Missing you
Beeing done with it
Chapter two: Missing you....
Author: BlackBunny
Series: Movievers, after X-3 it's kind of AU but not really.
E Mail: BlackBunny@vorsicht-bissig.de
Rating: R...just to be sure. ^^
Summary: John has an encounter with some mutant kids and decides to help them out and Bobby has a breakdown.
Category : Angst, hurt, slash, sex in later chapters.
Spoilers: All x-Men films
Parings: Bobby"Iceman"Drake/St.John"Pyro"Allerdyce and some more who watch from the sidelines...
Warnings: slash....languege..a lot of swearing. Violence, hints of terrible pasts.
Chapter two: Missing you....
The danger room always was a relief for him.
There he could let his powers go or just blow off some steam. Bobby was never one to run from his problems, anyway, but he couldn't let go of the last fight.
He couldn't let it vanish from his mind.
He now fought against a holographic image of Mystique, giving all he needed to just to go to the next level.
It was frustrating. Rogue was finally cured and she really liked it. She liked her new ability to touch others. She still had a thing for Logan, so she had just decided to "let HIM go".
Well, Bobby didn't mind at all. Yes, he liked her and felt affection towards her, but they both always knew they weren't meant to be.
It had been just a matter of time.
Then at their last mission she had gotten her powers back. She was so frightened and disappointed that she wasn't even able to answer through her headset.
When they found her she was sitting in a corner of the building, a pale body lying next to her.
It was one of the mutants they had to arrest; he was dead.
She was so out of herself that only Logan had managed to get through her. They'd been silent the whole way home.
Dr. McCoy took some tests on her then.
She'd gotten herself some new powers when she absorbed the other mutant and she was kind of happy about it.
Bobby didn't understand fully how it worked but besides her own power, which she was able to control at will now, she could also fly.
Rogue was still touchy on the subject but apparently she was alright.
Then with the professor back in his new, kind of borrowed, body and Jean showing up once more, it was all starting to get normal again.
He snorted.
Who had thought their back-from-the-dead-teacher had more lives than a cat?! She had been able to get Scott out of her mind and into his own body again.
Even for mutants they were quite a bunch of fucking weird retards.
He was kind of happy they were back, though. That way he didn't have to feel too guilty that he missed HIM.
Kick. Hop. Punch.Kick.
Bobby knew why he couldn't let go. He knew he hadn't won on Alcatraz. He knew that John hadn't given him his best.
And he hated to be bested by someone who had hurt him that much.
They all thought it wouldn't bother him, that everything was fine and he'd let them believe it.
As the weeks had passed by, he had hidden everything, kept it bottled up. He’d always have to leave the room if they started talking about the Brotherhood.
He just couldn't take it. To think about him. To remember how close they had been. He wished he had kissed him. Just once. Just to show him how much he cared.
Hop.Punch.Kick.Turn.Getting faster.
He never dared to try. He blamed himself, always had. He should have seen, should have known, that John was drifting away.
Everything was pure chaos, back then.
Still. Bobby should have known.
"Level 29 clear. Move on to next Level. Powers not allowed. Hand to hand combat only."
The blue figure vanished and was replaced by another.
Cold dread spread through his veins, making him tremble a little bit. He nearly missed the first hit, but he caught himself and moved on.
Bobby looked into dark brown eyes as they circled each other, watching the devilish smirk at the corner of those perfect lips.
Wishing to touch them, to kiss them.
Kick.Hop.Turn.Punch.
Maybe John hadn't missed him or cared, but HE did.
And he would never stop.
Bobby could feel the familiar tightening in his chest that normally just occurred at night when he was alone in their bedroom, curling up beneath his sheets and praying and begging that everything was just a nightmare.
Hoping that he would suddenly hear bare feet padding on the ground and John tugging his sheets away and asking him what was wrong.
Taking him in his arms and making him feel safe again.
Jumping high.Kick.Punch.Falling on the floor.Turn up again.
But he would never feel that way again. As he had when John had consoled him, after Bobby had a particularly awful dream, again.
No, they would only meet if the battle would start anew.
They would face each other and maybe kill each other, eventually.
Bobby knew he wasn't ready, yet.
He couldn't do it now, maybe never, but the others relied on him and saw him as the leader of the second X-Team.
He had to win. He had to win. He had to win!
Kick to John’s chest. Pushing him against the wall.
He had won. He had won.
The real John, sure as hell, would smirk evilly at him now. Maybe pointing out that he hadn't paid enough attention or saying that he just wanted to let Bobby win once, for he could kick Iceman’s ass whenever he wanted.
The tightening in his chest grew and besides the sweat on his body he could now feel the wetness of his lashes. He hadn't even noticed that he had started to cry.
"Level failed. Rule broken. Powers used in hand to hand combat," the monotonic voice droned and Bobby noticed the ice that had crept all over John’s hands and arms.
The fake Pyro disappeared, leaving Iceman staring at the wall.
//Why did you go? Why can't you come back?// He shivered and let out a low sob.
His legs were shaking with the effort of holding his body up.
It felt as if someone would wrench his heart out leaving it battered and bruised. His shoulders slumped forward and he just let his tears fall down.
The pain was too strong. It hurt too much.
With furious force he shoved his iced fist into the wall.
A scream, thick with emotions, leaving his sore throat: "FUCK YOU, ALLERDYCE!"
Bobby crumbled to the floor, his back against the wall and leaning his head on his knees he started crying silently.
//Come back! Come back!//
*********
Jean sighed as she and the others waited in the observation room for Bobby to end his session.
He was already far ahead of the others and Scott had decided to give him today off, but the boy just couldn't sit still if his life depended on it.
Logan and Rogue both sat on two chairs next to each other.
Kitty and Pete were having a quiet conversation, while looking worriedly at Iceman’s performance.
They were all worried about him.
He had pushed himself too hard and it seemed that he wouldn't stop even if they told him to.
Scott and Ororo both stood on each side of her watching their former student.
He had just completed Level 29 and the others stood up, watching through the glass wall.
Scott was about to stop the session when the figure of Pyro appeared across from Bobby.
"I think that's it for now," her boyfriend said but she put a hand on his arm.
She had noticed the slight shift of Bobby’s body and the strong emotions coursing through him really hit her hard.
"No, let him,” she told Scott and even though he looked kind of surprised he nodded.
They all saw the battle Bobby put up, not only the fist fight but also the hurt that crossed his face now and then.
Jean heard small gasps from Rogue and Kitty when the first tears fell from Iceman’s lashes.
She heard Logan sigh in resignation, as if he was not the least bit surprised.
She felt Scott and Storm tense beside her.
She could feel Bobby. His hurt, his anger, his longing. His love.
She had to concentrate harder just to keep from falling on the floor.
Then the fight was over and Bobby had won. Hadn’t he?
"Level failed. Rule broken. Powers used in hand to hand combat."
They all saw his body shiver after John’s figure disappeared.
Most of them widening their eyes as Bobby hit the wall with his fist and the following scream racing through the empty hall.
As he had slumped down against the wall his head on his knees and his hand gripping his hair, he started sobbing.
Jean knew she would never forget this for the rest of her life, her heart filling with hurt as she saw his pain.
Scott was the first to move.
He went into the room with long strides and the others followed suit.
********
Bobby knew his love for John ran deeper than every boundary he felt for the others, his friends.
John was different. He was his counterpart: always in his thoughts, but always out of reach, even when John had still lived within these walls. There were always secrets he would never tell. He would never admit that he too needed friends and family.
He gripped his hair and bit his lips. Not able to control his sobs.
A warm hand on the top of his head made him look up.
Scott was kneeling beside him, saying something to him, but he couldn't grasp it.
Behind Scott he saw the others watching him with worry and sadness.
They probably had seen everything.
But Bobby just didn’t care anymore.
He was too tired, too hurt. Sniffing, he threw himself at the older man and cried silently into his chest.
Scott’s arms surrounded him tight and safe. It wasn't enough. It wasn't John's embrace.
"...it's alright, Bobby. It's okay...." he heard his former teacher and friend saying, caressing his back.
"No..." he whispered. "It's not....I shouldn't feel this pain...I shouldn't...shouldn't miss...."
Now he felt another hand on his shoulder and he knew it was Jean.
"It's okay, to miss him...you can't change the way you feel," she answered his unannounced doubts.
"He's....such a jerk." Bobby nearly choked on his own words. "He didn't fight me. He just gave in."
At this Logan raised one eyebrow and said "From what I saw then the two of you were really going at each other!"
The blond mutant shook his head. "We did that before. When...when you didn't watch...we would sneak in here at night...and try out how far we could go....I have turned to ice before. He knew I could do that....he knew only if he put his fire on the highest degree...it would hurt me...but he didn't even try..."
Bobby’s grip around Cyclops grew tighter, desperately needing something to hang on to.
"That bastard, he did that just to play with me and I want to hate him for that...but...I can't...God help me but I...I love him too much to hate him...."
He trembled again making Scott holding him tighter, while the older man let him cry into his shoulder.
********
Hmm??? So what? Okay? OOC? Crazy? What ever you've got to say, I'd like to hear it! ^^
Chapter two: Missing you....
Author: BlackBunny
Series: Movievers, after X-3 it's kind of AU but not really.
E Mail: BlackBunny@vorsicht-bissig.de
Rating: R...just to be sure. ^^
Summary: John has an encounter with some mutant kids and decides to help them out and Bobby has a breakdown.
Category : Angst, hurt, slash, sex in later chapters.
Spoilers: All x-Men films
Parings: Bobby"Iceman"Drake/St.John"Pyro"Allerdyce and some more who watch from the sidelines...
Warnings: slash....languege..a lot of swearing. Violence, hints of terrible pasts.
Chapter two: Missing you....
The danger room always was a relief for him.
There he could let his powers go or just blow off some steam. Bobby was never one to run from his problems, anyway, but he couldn't let go of the last fight.
He couldn't let it vanish from his mind.
He now fought against a holographic image of Mystique, giving all he needed to just to go to the next level.
It was frustrating. Rogue was finally cured and she really liked it. She liked her new ability to touch others. She still had a thing for Logan, so she had just decided to "let HIM go".
Well, Bobby didn't mind at all. Yes, he liked her and felt affection towards her, but they both always knew they weren't meant to be.
It had been just a matter of time.
Then at their last mission she had gotten her powers back. She was so frightened and disappointed that she wasn't even able to answer through her headset.
When they found her she was sitting in a corner of the building, a pale body lying next to her.
It was one of the mutants they had to arrest; he was dead.
She was so out of herself that only Logan had managed to get through her. They'd been silent the whole way home.
Dr. McCoy took some tests on her then.
She'd gotten herself some new powers when she absorbed the other mutant and she was kind of happy about it.
Bobby didn't understand fully how it worked but besides her own power, which she was able to control at will now, she could also fly.
Rogue was still touchy on the subject but apparently she was alright.
Then with the professor back in his new, kind of borrowed, body and Jean showing up once more, it was all starting to get normal again.
He snorted.
Who had thought their back-from-the-dead-teacher had more lives than a cat?! She had been able to get Scott out of her mind and into his own body again.
Even for mutants they were quite a bunch of fucking weird retards.
He was kind of happy they were back, though. That way he didn't have to feel too guilty that he missed HIM.
Kick. Hop. Punch.Kick.
Bobby knew why he couldn't let go. He knew he hadn't won on Alcatraz. He knew that John hadn't given him his best.
And he hated to be bested by someone who had hurt him that much.
They all thought it wouldn't bother him, that everything was fine and he'd let them believe it.
As the weeks had passed by, he had hidden everything, kept it bottled up. He’d always have to leave the room if they started talking about the Brotherhood.
He just couldn't take it. To think about him. To remember how close they had been. He wished he had kissed him. Just once. Just to show him how much he cared.
Hop.Punch.Kick.Turn.Getting faster.
He never dared to try. He blamed himself, always had. He should have seen, should have known, that John was drifting away.
Everything was pure chaos, back then.
Still. Bobby should have known.
"Level 29 clear. Move on to next Level. Powers not allowed. Hand to hand combat only."
The blue figure vanished and was replaced by another.
Cold dread spread through his veins, making him tremble a little bit. He nearly missed the first hit, but he caught himself and moved on.
Bobby looked into dark brown eyes as they circled each other, watching the devilish smirk at the corner of those perfect lips.
Wishing to touch them, to kiss them.
Kick.Hop.Turn.Punch.
Maybe John hadn't missed him or cared, but HE did.
And he would never stop.
Bobby could feel the familiar tightening in his chest that normally just occurred at night when he was alone in their bedroom, curling up beneath his sheets and praying and begging that everything was just a nightmare.
Hoping that he would suddenly hear bare feet padding on the ground and John tugging his sheets away and asking him what was wrong.
Taking him in his arms and making him feel safe again.
Jumping high.Kick.Punch.Falling on the floor.Turn up again.
But he would never feel that way again. As he had when John had consoled him, after Bobby had a particularly awful dream, again.
No, they would only meet if the battle would start anew.
They would face each other and maybe kill each other, eventually.
Bobby knew he wasn't ready, yet.
He couldn't do it now, maybe never, but the others relied on him and saw him as the leader of the second X-Team.
He had to win. He had to win. He had to win!
Kick to John’s chest. Pushing him against the wall.
He had won. He had won.
The real John, sure as hell, would smirk evilly at him now. Maybe pointing out that he hadn't paid enough attention or saying that he just wanted to let Bobby win once, for he could kick Iceman’s ass whenever he wanted.
The tightening in his chest grew and besides the sweat on his body he could now feel the wetness of his lashes. He hadn't even noticed that he had started to cry.
"Level failed. Rule broken. Powers used in hand to hand combat," the monotonic voice droned and Bobby noticed the ice that had crept all over John’s hands and arms.
The fake Pyro disappeared, leaving Iceman staring at the wall.
//Why did you go? Why can't you come back?// He shivered and let out a low sob.
His legs were shaking with the effort of holding his body up.
It felt as if someone would wrench his heart out leaving it battered and bruised. His shoulders slumped forward and he just let his tears fall down.
The pain was too strong. It hurt too much.
With furious force he shoved his iced fist into the wall.
A scream, thick with emotions, leaving his sore throat: "FUCK YOU, ALLERDYCE!"
Bobby crumbled to the floor, his back against the wall and leaning his head on his knees he started crying silently.
//Come back! Come back!//
*********
Jean sighed as she and the others waited in the observation room for Bobby to end his session.
He was already far ahead of the others and Scott had decided to give him today off, but the boy just couldn't sit still if his life depended on it.
Logan and Rogue both sat on two chairs next to each other.
Kitty and Pete were having a quiet conversation, while looking worriedly at Iceman’s performance.
They were all worried about him.
He had pushed himself too hard and it seemed that he wouldn't stop even if they told him to.
Scott and Ororo both stood on each side of her watching their former student.
He had just completed Level 29 and the others stood up, watching through the glass wall.
Scott was about to stop the session when the figure of Pyro appeared across from Bobby.
"I think that's it for now," her boyfriend said but she put a hand on his arm.
She had noticed the slight shift of Bobby’s body and the strong emotions coursing through him really hit her hard.
"No, let him,” she told Scott and even though he looked kind of surprised he nodded.
They all saw the battle Bobby put up, not only the fist fight but also the hurt that crossed his face now and then.
Jean heard small gasps from Rogue and Kitty when the first tears fell from Iceman’s lashes.
She heard Logan sigh in resignation, as if he was not the least bit surprised.
She felt Scott and Storm tense beside her.
She could feel Bobby. His hurt, his anger, his longing. His love.
She had to concentrate harder just to keep from falling on the floor.
Then the fight was over and Bobby had won. Hadn’t he?
"Level failed. Rule broken. Powers used in hand to hand combat."
They all saw his body shiver after John’s figure disappeared.
Most of them widening their eyes as Bobby hit the wall with his fist and the following scream racing through the empty hall.
As he had slumped down against the wall his head on his knees and his hand gripping his hair, he started sobbing.
Jean knew she would never forget this for the rest of her life, her heart filling with hurt as she saw his pain.
Scott was the first to move.
He went into the room with long strides and the others followed suit.
********
Bobby knew his love for John ran deeper than every boundary he felt for the others, his friends.
John was different. He was his counterpart: always in his thoughts, but always out of reach, even when John had still lived within these walls. There were always secrets he would never tell. He would never admit that he too needed friends and family.
He gripped his hair and bit his lips. Not able to control his sobs.
A warm hand on the top of his head made him look up.
Scott was kneeling beside him, saying something to him, but he couldn't grasp it.
Behind Scott he saw the others watching him with worry and sadness.
They probably had seen everything.
But Bobby just didn’t care anymore.
He was too tired, too hurt. Sniffing, he threw himself at the older man and cried silently into his chest.
Scott’s arms surrounded him tight and safe. It wasn't enough. It wasn't John's embrace.
"...it's alright, Bobby. It's okay...." he heard his former teacher and friend saying, caressing his back.
"No..." he whispered. "It's not....I shouldn't feel this pain...I shouldn't...shouldn't miss...."
Now he felt another hand on his shoulder and he knew it was Jean.
"It's okay, to miss him...you can't change the way you feel," she answered his unannounced doubts.
"He's....such a jerk." Bobby nearly choked on his own words. "He didn't fight me. He just gave in."
At this Logan raised one eyebrow and said "From what I saw then the two of you were really going at each other!"
The blond mutant shook his head. "We did that before. When...when you didn't watch...we would sneak in here at night...and try out how far we could go....I have turned to ice before. He knew I could do that....he knew only if he put his fire on the highest degree...it would hurt me...but he didn't even try..."
Bobby’s grip around Cyclops grew tighter, desperately needing something to hang on to.
"That bastard, he did that just to play with me and I want to hate him for that...but...I can't...God help me but I...I love him too much to hate him...."
He trembled again making Scott holding him tighter, while the older man let him cry into his shoulder.
********
Hmm??? So what? Okay? OOC? Crazy? What ever you've got to say, I'd like to hear it! ^^