Even teachers have alot to learn

[Cyclops]

"Can anyone tell me what part of the car this it?"

He pause, taking a look around the room at all the young stundents. Most of them looked as if they would rather be somewhere else. With their friends, sleeping, or just watching tv. Ah, to be a kid. Scott could remember a time when he was a child. It was all fun and games. Everything was either black or white, good or evil. But as one grew older, things got more complecated, everything seemed grey nowadays. It was the way of the world, so he went along with it the best he could.

"Anyone at all?"

He said searching the thought train of some of the students in the front row. Then a student from the back row spoke up.

"It's the radiator."

They had said it flatly, but Scott smiled anyway. It was moments like that that made him glad he had stayed at the Xavior's institute to teach and be an x-man. Few things made him happier than seeing young minds learning or developing.

"Thats right!"

He said it with enthusiasm, prepairing to point to another part of the car and give a brief description of it. It was then that his lecture was intereupted by a knock on the door. He turned to it seeing Jean Grey. Some of the younger kids in the room made 'ooou' noises. It made him blush a little.

"Andrew, " He said gesturing to one of the older boys in the class. "keep an eye on things for a moment."

When the boy noded, Scott gave a small smile and began to make his way over to speak with Jean. She was absolutly beautiful, stunning in anything she ever wore. Then again, people often thought that about the people that they loved. Scott loved Jean with all his heart. She was like his air, he could never get enough, his life support, without her, he wouldn't be the same.

When he was close enough, he stepped outside the classroom and took her hand in his.

"What is it?" He sounded almost concerened.

[Jean Grey]

Jean sat at her desk, gazing absentmindedly out the window, anxiously awaiting the imminent ring of the bell that would signal lunch. She strummed her fingers on the wooden arms of the chair, she found the steady beat soothing. Silently, and swift as a ghost, she stood up and wandered over to her bookshelf, hoping to find something that would distract her restless mind. It took about three minutes for her to become bored with that, then she pulled out the Windex and began cleaning every surface in the empty classroom. With that finished Jean paused, glanced up at the clock then sighed, Why does time always go by so slow when you are looking forward to something?

Finding that she could no longer stand sitting in this empty, but clean, class she made her way down the halls and into the garage. Jean paused outside the door, listening intently for a break in Scott's lecture. With a gentle knock she entered the classroom and gestured for Scott to join her. A minute later, having told an older boy to watch over the class, Scott appeared, looking quite worried to see her.

"What is it?"

"I was just..." She began, intertwining her fingers with his.

"I was just wondering if you could sneak away early, just for today." She said eye's pleading and yet full of mischief.

"We could take a drive to the lake, or to the park?"

[Cyclops]

"I was just..."

"Just what?" He asked his eyes urging her to continue with her thought.

"I was just wondering if you could sneak away early, just for today." She said eye's pleading and yet full of mischief. "We could take a drive to the lake, or to the park?"


He smiled as he exhaled lightly. He was relieved to know that she was okay, that their was no real problem. She just wished to spend time with him. But it was a little odd that she wanted him to sneak away. For a teacher, she could be quite the rebel. In her own little harmless way of course. He found it absolutly adorable.

He glanced to the clock. This period was almost over. "I see no reason as to why we couldn't sneak away for a bit."

He smiled a charming half smile back to her. She was so beautiful. So beautiful, that even if he had seen a reason, he would never have told her no. He couldn't stand to see disapointment in those big, beautiful, entrancing eyes. They were perfect, just like her.

(hope this was okay, i wasn't so sure. lol)

[Jean Grey]

"I see no reason as to why we couldn't sneak away for a bit."

Jean flashed him one of her secret-special-reserved for him, smiles, then pushed him slightly back towards his classroom.

"You have to dismiss the class first." She said with a laugh.

Jean waited patiently outside the class, leaning back against the wall. An outpour of students filed out of the class, making noise enough to wake an entire city.

"Hi Miss Grey!" They trilled.

"Hello Dr. Grey." They chimed.

She even recieved the occasional kissy face, usually from an immature boy who would then glance exaggeratedly over his shoulder towards Scott.

Jean merely smiled at the students, wishing the classroom would hurry up and empty, but of course, there were always stragglers. Three blonde girls, The Cuckoos, were standing up at Scott's desk, flirting relentlessly with him. Jean smiled, then coughed a little, taking a step into the room to announce herself. The girls shot her startled/apologetic looks, then marched past her, silent as could be.

She gracefully sauntered up to his desk, then walked around it so that she could fit her hand into his. Jean smiled sweetly at him, her eye's clear and pure.

"So, where to?"

{It's okay, i mean, they're in love, it's gonna get mushy. lol.}

[Cyclops]

he stumbled a bit when she pushed him. "I keep forgetting that part." He said playfully with a smile as he rentered the classroom.

every student in the class had their eyes lock onto him. He made his way over to his desk silently. They knew what he was going to say, and he knew that they knew. he fiddled with some papers momentarily, before looking up to the sudents.

"You may go."

He spoke cashually with a smirk. He shook his heads slightly as they bolted for the door at once. All but a few of course. Three of the girls approached his desk. He smiled at them before continuing to gather his things in preporation for Jean.

"Did you girl need something?" He was looking to his papers, completly oblivious to the fact that they were watching his every move. ne of the girls opened her mouth to speak, when Jean coughed. Imediatly all three turned and waslked away. he gaze a puzzled glance as Jean made her way over to his desk and began speaking.

He half took a seat on his desk, allowing her hand to fit every so perfectly into his.

"Good question." He said with a playful smile.

Seeing as she was the one that had come to him, he had just assumed that she had a place in mind already.

[Jean Grey]

"Good question."

Jean smiled softly, then moved closer to the desk, moved closer to him.

"There are so many choices." She said softly, almost seductively.

Still smiling she stepped back, teasing him with her body language, and knowing he loved every minute of it.

"The lake sounds nice, don't you think?" Jean asked politely, her eye's dancing.

Quite suddenly, Jean turned on her heel and began walking towards the door. Once she reached the metal exit she looked over her shoulder, flashing him another, oh-so-sweet smile.

"Aren't you coming?" She asked playfully, then opened the door without leaving a fingerprint.

Knowing he wouldn't be far behind she ran a hand through her blood red mane, then smiled a test smile, wondering if anyone was watching her, because if they were, she might appear completely insane. Either that, or completely in Love.

[Cyclops]

He watched her with a grin as she pulled herself closer, then pulled away again. She was teasing him and he knew it.

"The lake, right..."

He teased right back, his smile widening. It didn't really matter where they went, the two of them could have fun no matter their location.

It was then that she unexpectadly turned and began to walk out of the classroom. His eyes followed her, slightly amused by her odd behavior.

"Aren't you coming?"

With no further hesitation, he stood and began making his way over to her. By the time he reached the door, she was already half way down the hall. He quickened his pace to catch up with her. When he was close enough, he slid both of his arms around her torso. Holding from behind in a sweet embrace. From being so close, he could smell fire red air. It smelled of roses, making him smile. He was quite a bit taller than her so he could see over her fairly easily.

As they walked in unison he lowered his head meeting her shoulder and began to whisper flirtatiously, "Your aweful playful today."

[Jean Grey]

"Your aweful playful today."

Jean smiled deviously, eye's bright. She loved the feel of him, his soft touch, the way their bodies fit perfectly together. When she was with him the world was right, everything was pure bliss.

"You bet i'm playful," She laughed, grabbing his hand lightly and pulling him to the garage.

"This is the first time we will be alone together since... who knows when."

She pushed open the garage door and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit by overhead lights, giving the cars a strangely blurred look. Jean walked around, trying to decide which one to take, when her eye's fell upon something else, something better.

She smiled brightly, then turned around to face Scott.

"Let's take the motorcycle."

[Cyclops]

"Let's take the motorcycle."

He smiled back at her and made his way over to the bike.

"What the lady wants, the lady gets."

He waited to feel her arms wraped around him before he started the engine. She was close, her head rested on his shoulder. He was loving every minute of it. The engine roard under them both as he reved the engine.

"You ready?"

He asked one final time before speeding off in to distance. The lake wasn't to far off, so the drive made for a relaxing one. The company wasn't bad either. Scott couldn't think of a better person to spend a peacfull evening with other that Jean. Just the thought of her....made him smile.

The bike came to stop, the tiny pebbles crunching underneath them. The lake was gorgeous. Barley even a ripple one the surface. Just the wind....

Kicking down the kickstand, he slid his leg off the bike easliy. He turned to face her, before offering her a hand of assistance.

"Beautiful." He said with a small smile. He was partial talking about the lake.

[Jean Grey]

"Beautiful."

Jean laughed, and accepted his hand, but she didn't let go once he helped her down. She stood there for a moment, just enjoying the closeness, the feel of him. Still smiling, she dropped his hand then made her way to the waters edge, plopping herself close enough to touch the water, but far enough away so she wouldn't get wet.

The lake was seemingly gorgeous today, giving away no sign of it's haunting past. Yet it's silence was eerie, it was almost too quiet, no birds to be seen, or heard. Her senses were on full alert, but she didn't mind. Jean knew Scott was her protector, knew he would never let any harm come to her. Little did she know that rule might not apply to her as well.

[Cyclops]

Only a few steps behind her, he followed her to the waters edge. Slowly, he took his seat down next her, placing his hand gently on her lower back. He pulled her close to him. His eyes staring out onto the water through his visor. How he dispised it and loved it. It was his only way to see Jean. However, it was also a constant remeinder that he would never really get to see her. And likewise, she would never be able to see him, atleast not his eyes. And even though they were deprived of that speacil bond that formed when two people that were in love and could look into one anothers eyes, they were still so inlove.

Still looking out onto the pristine water, he spoke. His voice was, like the water, was calm. "So was there something on your mind.....?"

He figured that there must have been, but he wasn't sure. He just assumed, seeing as how she had pulled him away from his dutties. Although, he didn't mind in the slightest, he would do anything for her.

[Jean Grey]

She felt his gentle hands pull her to him, and relaxed. This felt like home, she leaned into him, her head against his chest, just sitting, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

"So was there something on your mind.....?"

Jean remained in her position, contemplating her answer. Yes, there was a lot on her mind, but now was not the time, nor the place. well, maybe she might confess a few things.

"Yes, there is." She said softly into his chest.

"I am sorry about keeping you awake at night, my telepathy has just been... off, lately."

Jean turned her face up towards him, staring through his visor, trying to see his hidden eye's. Of course the ruby quartz lenses prevented that, but she stared anyway, willing him to see the apology in her eye's. She snuggled in closer to him, then returned her gaze to the lake, watching it ripple. Looking into the black abyss.

[Cyclops]

Scott knew of her telepathy skills. Lately they had been improving at an abnormal rate. He was happy for her mostly, but there was just something in the back of his head that made him want to worry. Maybe it was just in his nature.

His eyes met hers when she looked to him. A small piece of hair fell into her face. He brushed it away ever so gently with his finger. Taking in the moment, he did not speak until she looked away and cuddled in closer. She was warm.

"I know," He said slowly. "But there is no need to apologize."

He removed his arm from her back and placed it atop her head. Running his fingers through her soft hair. He stared off into the water, his thoughts only on her.

"If your worried Jean, you should really tell the professor."

He knew that she didn't like to bother other people with her problems, it was just who she was. But through her good deads, she failed to see that it wasn't a bother at all. Scott would listen any time she had a problem or just wanted to talk. The professor would always be there for anyone. Both were always willing to listen to the good and the bad. It was what you did for the ones you loved.

[Jean Grey]

Jean felt his cool hands running through her hair and sighed. Enjoying the comfort of the moment, knowing it wouldn't last long.

"If your worried Jean, you should really tell the professor."

She sighed again, pulling away from him. this wasn't the first time she had been told to go to the proffessor, and honestly, she was getting tired of it. I mean she was a woman, she could handle herself, most of the time anyway.

"No, i'm okay." She said assuringly, "They aren't as bad anymore, i mean, i haven't destroyed our bedroom in while so..."

She smiled.

"I take that as a good sign."

Jean turned around to face him, crossing her legs indian style, gazing into his face. Scott's features were handsome, there was no argueing that, but they were prematurely aged. He had gone through a lot in his short life, and it showed. Mostly, she thought, he worried about her. She had caught him, once or twice, staring at her, expression troubled. How could she tell when he was worrying? Because his brow furrowed, and his lips set in a straight, greek statue, sort of line. Jean found it cute, yet saddening at the same time.

Now she gazed at his face, taking in every detail, folding it away in her memory, making it unforgettable. All she needed to see now, to know all of him, were his eye's. But she knew that was impossible, no across the room love looks, nothing like that. His eye's were forever hidden behind his ruby shades.

She sighed wistfully.

"I wish i could see your eye's..."

Then she brightened, making a vow to herself, aloud.

"Someday i will see your eye's, before i die i will gaze into your beautiful soul.."

[Cyclops]

"No, i'm okay." She said assuringly, "They aren't as bad anymore, i mean, i haven't destroyed our bedroom in while so... I take that as a good sign."

He found slight humor in her words and laughed slightly. It was then that she turned to face him. He let his arm fall away from her head. Adjusting to her new position. She was facing him now. She acted as if she were trying to peer into his eyes. An impossible task, but it made for a great fantasy.

He just stared back to her, complete euphoria flowing through him. He felt so comftorable with her. Like breathing, it just came naturaly.

"I wish i could see your eye's..."

He smiled and scooped her hands up in his. Holding them firm but ever so gently.

"Someday i will see your eye's, before i die i will gaze into your beautiful soul.."

The words made him hesitate. It was a lovely thought, but he doubted that it would ever acctually happen. He looked to her with longing for a few moments longer. Then, letting one of his hands slid slowly out of her grip, he placed it behind the back of her neck and head. His eyes watched her as he leaned in pulling her closer to him. His lips touched hers gently. They were soft and warm, very much like her. Delicate...Beautiful. It was romanticaly soft, completly magical kiss. A kiss filled with love, a bond nothing could break.