Summary: //Slash\\ Everything is going great for Lance and Pietro, they're
relationship couldn't be better! That is until the new recruit comes and
ruins everything. Not too mention Todd has a hopeless crush on
Lance!(Angsty Lance and Pietro slash) PLEASE R&R!!
Avalanche Maximoff- Well, this is my first slash story! I think that's all I'm going to write anyways! But please review it helps a lot to know what you think! Anyway I hope you enjoy my story and it isn't too bad!
Disclaimer: How many of you actually thought I owned X-men Evolution? That's what I thought. . . . (My one and only Disclaimer throughout the whole story)
Chapter 1
Lance watched as the young silver-haired boy bounced across the basketball court, every muscle in his body moving to match his speed and agility. He was so cocky and arrogant, but he had a right to be. Pietro jumped into the air and slammed the orange basketball into the hoop, pumping a fist into the air as the score board's number clicked mechanically to 10 and the loud ear-splitting buzzer rang throughout the room, signaling the end of the game. All of Bayville High broke out into a fury of loud cheering.
The Bayville team entered the locker room, giving eachother high fives and slaps on the back. Pietro smiled to himself and changed into his clothing in a split second. Noone seemed to notice. He left the locker room, shouting one last 'Good game!' as he shut the door. He turned the corner and ran into a hard figure, almost knocking himself over. He looked up into the large brown eyes of his boyfriend Lance. Lance lightly kissed him on the lips. He had been dating Lance for only a few days now, and he still wasn't quite used to Lance springing kisses on him.
"Great game," he murmured, pressing his lips to Pietro's again. Pietro moaned into Lance's soft lips.
"Thanks," he replied through the kiss, wrapping his arms around Lance. The sound of the locker room door opening made the two boys leap apart and look in other directions a bit flustered. It was Evan Daniels and he was glaring at them. He walked passed them and Pietro stuck out his foot quickly. Evan, being the idiot he was, caught his foot on Pietro's and came crashing to the floor. Lance and Pietro burst out laughing and walked in the other direction.
By the time they reached Lance's jeep everyone had vacated the parking lot. Lance stared at Pietro. The moonlight glinted of his pale skin, making his eyes seem like sapphires and his hair like silver moonlight. Lance smiled and pressed Pietro to the jeep, his hands roaming up and down the slender boy's body. Pietro smiled and captured Lance's lips in a tender kiss.
"Aw man, yo, get a room!" Todd said disgustedly as he approached the car. He still wasn't used to the fact his two buddy's were 'gay.' Pietro stuck his tongue out childishly at Todd and continued to shower Lance's neck with tender kisses. Fred finally arrived just as disgusted as Todd had been.
"Can we go yet?" Fred asked quietly, his massive figure shifting uncomfortably. Pietro glared at the two but nodded to Lance. Both boys got into the car. Fred managed to scramble into the car and Todd next to him. Lance jammed the key into the ignition and started the car. As he squealed out of the parking lot he winked at Pietro. The two younger mutants were in for a ride.
* * * * * * *
Pietro sat at the table in the kitchen, sipping at his water, more out of boredom than any real thirst. He glanced at the digital clock on the microwave. --1:56-- It was almost two o' clock in the morning and Pietro just couldn't get to sleep. He felt foolish because he had had a nightmare and was afraid to go to sleep. At first he had decided to go sleep with Lance but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. It would be totally mortifying to tell Lance that he had dreamed that Lance had died and he woke up crying. It had scared him more than anything in his whole life and it was so real!
Pietro got to his feet, swaying slightly. He was tired but he didn't want to sleep. He didn't want to have the horrifying nightmare again! --God Dammit Pietro just go sleep with Lance!-- A bit reluctantly he made his way slowly up the stairs. But unfortunately for him his mutiny did not allow him to be too slow for long. He was at Lance's door in a matter of seconds. He swallowed the lump itching in his throat and knocked softly on the door. --He's not awake oh well!-- Pietro turned to leave when he heard a shuffling from the other side of the door. --DAMMIT!!--
"Coming," mumbled a sleepy Lance from the other side of the door. Before Pietro could react, the door swung open and a very hot looking Lance stood in the doorway, stripped down to only a pair of boxers. Pietro felt his member arouse inside his pants.
"Uh hey Lance," he muttered nervously. Lance grinned, yawning widely.
"Hey Pete, what's up?" he asked scratching his arm distractedly. Pietro blushed fiercely.
"Ihadabaddream," Pietro said quickly, hoping Lance wouldn't catch it. It was too damn late at night or early in the morning, whatever, so it took Lance a while to decipher Pietro's speed talk.
"You uh. . . .had a nightmare?" he asked, sounding slightly amused. Pietro scowled and shook his head.
"Nevermind," he muttered angrily, trying to walk away but Lance pulled him into his arms.
"No, why don't you stay in my room tonight," he offered. Pietro nodded, trying to make it look as if he didn't want to, although inside he was extremely relieved. Lance led him over to the bed where he watched Pietro slip into the right-hand side, and then gently he slid into the bed next to him.
"So, what was it about?" he asked. Pietro quirked an eyebrow at Lance.
"My er-nightmare?" he asked sheepishly. Lance nodded.
"Er-um-YouDiedAndItScaredMeSoICriedAndNowI'mTotallyEmbarrassed," he answered hurriedly. Once again he hoped Lance wouldn't catch any of it. Lance laughed.
"You killed me off in your dream?" he asked, grinning widely. Pietro glared and rolled over, his back facing Lance. --Great idea Maximoff I told you he'd laugh!!-- Lance laughed again and turned Pietro around to face him.
"Pietro I love you," he said softly. Finally he had said the three words Pietro had feared he would say. He had worried about how he would respond to them and it had kept him up plenty of nights.
"I love you too," he managed to choke out. The words had come out so easily and Pietro was rather shocked it had been that simple. He been expecting himself to just stutter dumbly, or not even answer at all, just sit there quietly not responding. But he had managed to say it back and actually mean it. Lance was obviously contented with this answer and Pietro snuggled into his chest, clutching to him like a small child.
"I love you," he muttered again happily.
--Avalanche Maximoff--
Avalanche Maximoff- Well, this is my first slash story! I think that's all I'm going to write anyways! But please review it helps a lot to know what you think! Anyway I hope you enjoy my story and it isn't too bad!
Disclaimer: How many of you actually thought I owned X-men Evolution? That's what I thought. . . . (My one and only Disclaimer throughout the whole story)
Chapter 1
Lance watched as the young silver-haired boy bounced across the basketball court, every muscle in his body moving to match his speed and agility. He was so cocky and arrogant, but he had a right to be. Pietro jumped into the air and slammed the orange basketball into the hoop, pumping a fist into the air as the score board's number clicked mechanically to 10 and the loud ear-splitting buzzer rang throughout the room, signaling the end of the game. All of Bayville High broke out into a fury of loud cheering.
The Bayville team entered the locker room, giving eachother high fives and slaps on the back. Pietro smiled to himself and changed into his clothing in a split second. Noone seemed to notice. He left the locker room, shouting one last 'Good game!' as he shut the door. He turned the corner and ran into a hard figure, almost knocking himself over. He looked up into the large brown eyes of his boyfriend Lance. Lance lightly kissed him on the lips. He had been dating Lance for only a few days now, and he still wasn't quite used to Lance springing kisses on him.
"Great game," he murmured, pressing his lips to Pietro's again. Pietro moaned into Lance's soft lips.
"Thanks," he replied through the kiss, wrapping his arms around Lance. The sound of the locker room door opening made the two boys leap apart and look in other directions a bit flustered. It was Evan Daniels and he was glaring at them. He walked passed them and Pietro stuck out his foot quickly. Evan, being the idiot he was, caught his foot on Pietro's and came crashing to the floor. Lance and Pietro burst out laughing and walked in the other direction.
By the time they reached Lance's jeep everyone had vacated the parking lot. Lance stared at Pietro. The moonlight glinted of his pale skin, making his eyes seem like sapphires and his hair like silver moonlight. Lance smiled and pressed Pietro to the jeep, his hands roaming up and down the slender boy's body. Pietro smiled and captured Lance's lips in a tender kiss.
"Aw man, yo, get a room!" Todd said disgustedly as he approached the car. He still wasn't used to the fact his two buddy's were 'gay.' Pietro stuck his tongue out childishly at Todd and continued to shower Lance's neck with tender kisses. Fred finally arrived just as disgusted as Todd had been.
"Can we go yet?" Fred asked quietly, his massive figure shifting uncomfortably. Pietro glared at the two but nodded to Lance. Both boys got into the car. Fred managed to scramble into the car and Todd next to him. Lance jammed the key into the ignition and started the car. As he squealed out of the parking lot he winked at Pietro. The two younger mutants were in for a ride.
* * * * * * *
Pietro sat at the table in the kitchen, sipping at his water, more out of boredom than any real thirst. He glanced at the digital clock on the microwave. --1:56-- It was almost two o' clock in the morning and Pietro just couldn't get to sleep. He felt foolish because he had had a nightmare and was afraid to go to sleep. At first he had decided to go sleep with Lance but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. It would be totally mortifying to tell Lance that he had dreamed that Lance had died and he woke up crying. It had scared him more than anything in his whole life and it was so real!
Pietro got to his feet, swaying slightly. He was tired but he didn't want to sleep. He didn't want to have the horrifying nightmare again! --God Dammit Pietro just go sleep with Lance!-- A bit reluctantly he made his way slowly up the stairs. But unfortunately for him his mutiny did not allow him to be too slow for long. He was at Lance's door in a matter of seconds. He swallowed the lump itching in his throat and knocked softly on the door. --He's not awake oh well!-- Pietro turned to leave when he heard a shuffling from the other side of the door. --DAMMIT!!--
"Coming," mumbled a sleepy Lance from the other side of the door. Before Pietro could react, the door swung open and a very hot looking Lance stood in the doorway, stripped down to only a pair of boxers. Pietro felt his member arouse inside his pants.
"Uh hey Lance," he muttered nervously. Lance grinned, yawning widely.
"Hey Pete, what's up?" he asked scratching his arm distractedly. Pietro blushed fiercely.
"Ihadabaddream," Pietro said quickly, hoping Lance wouldn't catch it. It was too damn late at night or early in the morning, whatever, so it took Lance a while to decipher Pietro's speed talk.
"You uh. . . .had a nightmare?" he asked, sounding slightly amused. Pietro scowled and shook his head.
"Nevermind," he muttered angrily, trying to walk away but Lance pulled him into his arms.
"No, why don't you stay in my room tonight," he offered. Pietro nodded, trying to make it look as if he didn't want to, although inside he was extremely relieved. Lance led him over to the bed where he watched Pietro slip into the right-hand side, and then gently he slid into the bed next to him.
"So, what was it about?" he asked. Pietro quirked an eyebrow at Lance.
"My er-nightmare?" he asked sheepishly. Lance nodded.
"Er-um-YouDiedAndItScaredMeSoICriedAndNowI'mTotallyEmbarrassed," he answered hurriedly. Once again he hoped Lance wouldn't catch any of it. Lance laughed.
"You killed me off in your dream?" he asked, grinning widely. Pietro glared and rolled over, his back facing Lance. --Great idea Maximoff I told you he'd laugh!!-- Lance laughed again and turned Pietro around to face him.
"Pietro I love you," he said softly. Finally he had said the three words Pietro had feared he would say. He had worried about how he would respond to them and it had kept him up plenty of nights.
"I love you too," he managed to choke out. The words had come out so easily and Pietro was rather shocked it had been that simple. He been expecting himself to just stutter dumbly, or not even answer at all, just sit there quietly not responding. But he had managed to say it back and actually mean it. Lance was obviously contented with this answer and Pietro snuggled into his chest, clutching to him like a small child.
"I love you," he muttered again happily.
--Avalanche Maximoff--