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First Times at Bayville High	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 21210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Greetings all. I know it's a bit unusual for me to place my AN at the start of the chapter, but I have reasons. First, I made a minor error regarding Rahne - my description of her in chapter 1 made no mention that she also got pulled from the Institute over the course of the series. That's because I thought the writers left her on the show, but just continued to leave her in the background. Many thanks to AgentG for the correction on the forum for this story.
Second, I refer to an event from the series as "M-Day," a term we all know and love/hate from the 616 comics continuum. I'm using the term to refer to the events of the episodes "Day of Reckoning, Parts 1 & 2" where Magneto reveals the existence of mutants to the world at large (two different M's there to choose from - how bout them apples?). I chose the term because it's definitely evocative of such a watershed event (see also "D-Day").
I hope everyone enjoys this chapter; it's going to be the last for a while, given the swarm of upcoming school projects. I will be coming back to this story, I promise. Until then, please read, rate, review, join the discussion on the forums if you like - feedback is crack.
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Chapter 5: Interim

By the time Rahne finished her story, she was sitting upright on her haunches. As she spoke, the pace of her words had quickened, and her face had grown increasingly animated. She fidgeted with the hem of her nightgown, as though she could not decide what, exactly, to do with her hands. Small peaks, noticeable despite their size, had formed beneath the purple satin of her nightgown.

“We watched the video a few days laterr,” she added, “once the lad finished editin’ the thing.” Her eyes twinkled. “It was nearrly as fun t’ watch as it was t’ make, Aye tell ye.”

There was a stunned silence as the other girls processed what they had heard. On the sofa, Jean shifted her legs carefully, determined not to replicate Rahne’s earlier ‘show.’ The key difference, of course, was that Jean actually wore underwear, but she had no desire for the others to find out what kind.

“Rahne,” began the older redhead, her voice gentle but concerned, “neither of you are eighteen yet, right?”

“Aye,” answered the Scot, “Aye’m nearr seventeen. The lad just passed sixteen.”

Jean licked her lips. “You realize, then, that your video is technically child pornography. If it were ever found, you both would be in a lot of trouble.”

Rahne shrugged, and one of the straps of her negligee slid off her shoulder. “We dinna plan t’ post it; it’s ‘perrsonal use only.’ The disk stays in me rroom, so if it’s everr found, it’s durring a rraid on th’ Institute, which means we’d have biggerr prroblems t’ frret overr.”

“Still, I think it’s a good idea to delete that,” Jean replied, giving the younger girl an intent, no-nonsense look.

Rahne just rolled her eyes. “Och, you’ll rruin a lass’s fun just laek that, then?”

Tabby snickered. “Believe it or not, Jean used to be fun. Once.”

Now it was Jean’s turn to roll her eyes. “Maybe I’ve actually grown up since that Bayville Sirens stint.”

“Hey, now,” interjected Rogue, “Ah had a lotta fun with that.”

“Yeah,” added Kitty, “it was, like, super-fun girl bonding!”

Amara smiled fondly. “I admit that I do miss those nights.”

“Thanks for including me in that, by the way,” groused Jubilee, her voice sourer than any citrus fruit grown in her home state.

Before any of the former Sirens could respond to that, Danielle, to head off any further confrontation, asked, “What are you guys talking about?”

Kitty’s brow furrowed. “We were totally all over the news,” she replied. Then she remembered, “Oh, duh, you were trapped in that cave.” Danielle nodded soberly.

Amara shifted on the soft from sitting up to lounging on one elbow. “That is something of a long story,” she explained, “one that may have to wait for another of these parties.”

“Assuming we have one,” added Jubilee, still sour.

“So who woulda guessed that Jamie was such a stud-muffin?” asked Tabby in an effort on Amara’s behalf to redirect the conversation.

“I know, right?” marveled Kitty. “When I asked him to go to that Descanso Rivets concert, he thought it was, like, a date. He, like, rented a tux and bought me a corsage and everything.” She shook her head at the memory. “It was so embarrassing, cuz he totally had not hit puberty yet.”

“He surre has now!” replied Rahne, giggling. “Aye could tell the lad you’d laek a go, if ye want me to,” she added, her eyes glittering with mischief.

Kitty’s jaw dropped. “Oh my God!” she cried. “No way! I’m totally happy with Pete.”

“Y’know,” interjected Tabby in a saucy tone, “I think I might like to take him for a whirl, if you don’t mind.”

Amara looked back and forth between Tabby and Rahne in shock. To the Scot she asked, “You would not seriously consider allowing your boyfriend to have sex with others, would you?”

Rahne cocked her head slightly. “Trruth o’ th’ matterr is, he’s no quaet me boyfrriend rraet now.”

“Yeah, what’s up with that?” asked Jubilee. “I seriously can’t keep up with you two. One week, you’re together; the next, you’re not.”

“Och, it’s not that often!” protested the young redhead.

“Seems like it,” shot back the Californian with a shrug.

With a sigh, Rahne answered, “Well, Aye think it’s ourr sex drraeves no quaet matchin’ up. Aye’m only rrandy eight months outta th’ yearr, but as a teenage lad Jamie’s rrevved up all thrrough. It’s a bloody strrain when one wants t’ fuck but the otherr doesna.”

“Do you think your… cycle… might be tied to your animal side?” asked Danielle. She rested her chin on her knees, her dark eyes seeming to measure Rahne during her response.

“Och, nay, lass, Aye get me perriod as rregularr as any of ye,” answered the petite Scot. “Aye tell ye, severral doctorrs ha’ confirrmed that me girrlie bits worrk laek norrmal. But,” she added with a giggle, “perrhaps me sex drraeve is on a differrent rrhythm.”

“Your animal side could also explain your preference for nudity,” added Jean gently, “unless that developed in response to your parents withdrawing you from the Institute after M-Day.”

“Aye think ye landed it the firrst taem,” replied the younger redhead, “though Aye admit that yearr back home was a maet rrough. Aye tell ye, Aye’m glad the folks let me rreturrn afterr a yearr o’ me pleadin’ with ‘em. It helped that ye got so much good prress battlin’ Apocalypse.”

Tabby chuckled and adjusted one of her bra straps. “I, for one, am glad you’re back. I like your style, girl!”

Amara looked at the voluptuous blonde with a mock-wounded expression. “Have you replaced me?” she asked softly, her dark eyes large and vulnerable.

“Yeah right,” scoffed Tabby, rolling her eyes and laughing. “Like I could replace you, babe.” The princess gave her a warm smile.

There came the sound of a throat-clearing. “Y’all done flirtin’ yet?” teased Rogue, barely suppressing a chuckle.

“We are now,” replied Tabby, not bothering to fight her laughter. “Thanks for killing the moment, Rogue.”

Suddenly, as if her brain had formed a connection it had been working on for a while now, Jean turned to Kitty. “I remember the Descanso Rivets concert now! That was my first date with Scott, and you teased me like crazy!”

Kitty giggled. “Yeah, well, you totally got me back. At least your date wasn’t a total dork.”

“At least y’all had male dates,” groused Rogue.

“At least you got the chance to hang out with your mutant friends,” grumbled Jubilee. “Some of us weren’t so lucky.”

Rogue snorted. “Ah guess you didn’t hear about the part where Ah trashed half the city.”

Jean smiled thinly at them. “It’s all water under the bridge now,” she assured her long-time friends.

“Werre ye trruly not atall interrested in Jamie?” Rahne asked, cocking her head to one side, a quizzical expression on her face.

Kitty made a face. “As if! He was way too young for me, for sure.”

“Och, ye missed out, lass,” Rahne responded. “Aye canna fathom how he doesna get ye as rrandy as he does me,” she continued, her eyes drifting shut, her hands stroking her thighs gently. “Just talkin’ about how he fucked me and taped it has me motorr rrunnin’.”

Abruptly she stood. “Parrdon me, Amarra,” she apologized, “but Aye need t’ go frrig meself. Aye prromise Aye’ll be back laterr.” Before the thoroughly-dumbfounded Amara could respond, she dashed out of the room and up the stairs, presumably to her room. Everyone who remained stared after her for a long moment.

“Would now be a bad time,” began Jean, breaking the silence, “to comment that she gives the phrase ‘horn dog’ a whole new meaning?”

Light laughter spread throughout the room, restoring the girls back to normal from their astonishment. “No, that was quite funny,” replied Amara, “and just what we needed to refocus, I think. Now, who would like to tell her story next?”

Danielle and Jubilee both shook their heads quickly. The Seneca girl hugged her knees a bit tighter, while the San Franciscan sat stonefaced. She crossed her lean, caramel-colored legs impatiently.

Tabby shrugged. “I already said I didn’t wanna tell mine,” she reminded them. “How bout one of the other Sirens?” She grinned at the other three members of that group who had yet to tell their stories.

The party’s hostess also grinned. “Yes, please,” she gushed, “I would very much like it if one of you would go next.”

Wanda regarded Kitty gently. “You dated Lance for some time, right? Maybe you should go next.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” cried Kitty, “I so did not have sex with Lance.”

“The Brotherhood seemed to think you did,” countered Tabby. “They said it was the only way he’d be dumb enough to try to join the X-Men.”

“I mean, he did that cuz he liked me, yeah,” responded the petite brunette, “but I totally didn’t feel, like, ready for sex, especially with Mr. Handsy.” She sighed and twirled one of her signature bangs around her index finger. “We just never built up the right level of love and trust and stuff,” she added wistfully.

“What about Pete?” suggested Rogue. “Y’all been t’gether a spell.”

Kitty bit her lip and flushed. “It’ll be eleven months toward the end of April. Our ten-month anniversary was the weekend before Passover.”

“An anniversary is always an excellent opportunity to make love,” commented Amara, giving Kitty a knowing look.

The Jewish girl’s face slowly transformed into a sheepish grin. “Guilty as charged,” she admitted, triggering giggles and excited smiles from the other Sirens.

“Ah knew it!” crowed Rogue. “Ah sure don’t blame ya fer boinkin’ Mr. Tall, Dark, ‘n Russian. Ah would too, given half a chance.”

“Geez, Rogue,” snarked Jubilee, “are you gonna horn in on everyone else’s boyfriends?”

Rogue just laughed. “Ah reckon so. It ain’t mah fault we got so many hunky fellas ‘round here.”

“Details, Kitty!” ordered Tabby. “I wanna know if he’s ‘Colossus’ in the sack.”

Kitty giggled. “No, Pete’s a total sweetheart,” she answered, “and maybe a little above average-sized – like, maybe six inches, but we haven’t measured or whatever.” She winked. “What matters is that our anniversary was totally amazing.”

In her capacity as hostess, Amara said, “By all means, Kitty, tell us your story.”

Rather than launching into it, however, Kitty merely pursed her lips. “Well, actually,” she began tentatively, “while it was, like, the first time for me and Pete together, that night wasn’t my first time.”

“But you said you didn’t do it with Lance either,” observed Wanda. Kitty nodded in reply.

Tabby’s brow furrowed. “Then who…” Her eyes widened as the realization struck her like one of Storm’s lightning bolts. “You did it with Blue, didn’t you?” Kitty looked down and flushed as red as Wanda’s nightgown.

“Who?” asked Danielle.

“Kurt! Oh my God!” cried Tabby. “I bet you collected his V-card too, you slut. I wanted that!” The blonde shook her head in abject disbelief.

“Ah thought y’all were just friends,” commented Rogue in an attempt to deflect Kitty’s attention from Tabby’s not-entirely-fake rage.

“We were, and we still are,” murmured Kitty.

“When and where did this happen?” wondered Jean aloud.

Licking her lips, Kitty answered, “You guys remember that cruise we all went on?” She winced and looked toward Danielle, Jubilee, and Wanda. “That most of us went on,” she corrected herself.

“The one Tabby nearly got us thrown off of?” asked Jean in response, her voice devoid of amusement.

Jubilee piled on, her voice dripping with sarcasm: “Tabby caused trouble? I can’t imagine.”

“Fuck both of you.”

Danielle merely looked at Wanda in confusion. They shrugged.

Amara’s mouth twitched slightly at the renewed hostilities. “All I remember about that cruise are sea-sickness and calming a volcano.”

Kitty licked her lips. “Yeah, fun times were totally had by all, for sure.”

“So tell us more about your ‘fun times’ already,” grumbled Tabby. She folded her arms over her bra cups, adding, “If I can’t get Blue’s V-card, I at least wanna hear how it happened.”

Kitty took a deep breath. Up until now, only she, Kurt, and Piotr had known about her tryst at sea. It took encouraging smiles from Jean, Amara, Danielle, and Wanda to give her the confidence to begin.
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