An All New Romance

**I spent ages writing out an explanation in the first chapter, so you don't need to know anything X-Men to read! Rated Y for sexual innuendo, mild sexual scenes, mild violence and language. I wouldn't class it R, but I see that some people might.** With Scott Summers about to leave the rest of the time displaced, original X-Men to go travelling with his father, will Warren confess his feelings for the boy with the red sunglasses?


11. One-On-One

"I don't think I can do this." Warren moaned, rubbing the back of his head tiredly through the hangover.

"Maybe you shouldn't have drank so much then, Angel." Scott laughed, as the doors to the training room shut heavily behind them.

"I didn't." Warren replied defensively, wincing.

"If Illyana hadn't had teleported us back here you would have flown around New York naked." Scott suppressed a chuckle at the memory.

"Oh god." Warren moaned, covering his face in his hands.

"It could've been worse." Scott continued, whispering softly now. "You could've told everyone about us."

"True." The boys shared a knowing smile. "But I didn't mean the hangover, I meant, I don't think I can do a one-on-one session with you!"

"Why not?" Scott felt the familiar heat claim his cheeks.

"You know," Warren returned his boyfriend's blush. "This."

"Professor Kitty said we had to." Scott shrugged. "We need to learn each other's strengths and weaknesses if we're to work as a successful team."

"I know, it's just weird." Warren stopped in the centre of the large, open room.

"You don't think I can take you?" Scott stepped towards his boyfriend.

"Well... I am an angel." Warren replied smugly.

"And I'm the original X-Man." Scott's pride was clear.

"Fine. Go!" Warren shot up into the air above Scott's head. The red-eyed mutant's head snapped up and he was quickly shooting small, weak blasts at his boyfriend, who dodged them easily.

"You're gunna have to do better than that, Cyclops!" Warren laughed happily, flying casually around.

"Fine." A small smile room Scott's lips. He aimed a small beam at the wall to his right and fired.

"Ha! That wasn't even in my direct- AHH!" Warren fell to the ground heavily, after Scott's blast rebounded off the walls and hit his right wing from behind. "Ow."

"Pinned you!" Scott laughed, climbing on top of his boyfriend.

"No way!" Warren smirked, using the strength in his wings to flip them so he was on top, and held down Scott's hands against the floor. He laughed at this success. But he felt his eyes connect with Scott's behind the boy's visor.

"Isn't this a bit of a compromising position for us, Angel?" Scott looked up at the boy who straddled his hips.

"Depends who you ask." Warren whispered.

"Be good." Scott purred, trying to pulling his arms free.

"A weakness is that you can do nothing with your hands tied." Warren teased, before leaning in closer and whispering, "A strength is you look really, damn gorgeous today."

"Warren!" Scott blushed.

"You're so cute when you blush like that." Warren kissed Scott subtly on the cheek.

Scott pushed his boyfriend off his body, finally pulling his hands free. He shuffled backwards quickly, before standing.

"What?" Warren laughed.

"Just... Don't!" Scott released an exasperated sigh, before storming from the room.

"Scott, wait!" Warren called.

"You two are arguing again?" Bobby leant against the wall outside the training room lazily. "That's like the third time in two days! I thought you sorted this at the party last night."

"Bobby, stay out of it!" Warren called back, not pausing to turn around.

"I thought you were a team, guys!"

"Bobby!" Warren snapped. "Leave it!"

"Stop following me, Warren!" Scott yelled, entering his room and slamming the door behind him. Warren sighed and leant, defeated against the door.

"Open the door, Scotty." Warren begged.

"Go away."

"What's wrong? You could've told me before you stormed off!" Warren closed his eyes; he wasn't leaving until Scott gave him a chance.

"Just go!" Scott's muffled voice was weak, seemingly upset.

"No way, Summers. I-" He stopped himself, checking his surroundings. When he was sure he was alone, he lowered his voice and spoke the words. "I love you."

The door opened and Warren fell into the room. It then quickly slammed behind him.

"Are you insane?!" Scott hissed.

"What?" Warren blinked up at him. "What did I do?"

"You were being... You!" Scott sighed, slumping onto the bed.

"I'm sorry?"

"You were being the 'you' that you are when we're alone." Scott whispered, as Warren sat beside him.

"I'm always just me, Scotty." Warren replied, confused.

"I can't cope with you being all... Argh!" Scott buried his face in his hands. "We're supposed to be hiding this! You're not- you're not making it easy!"

"I'm sorry. I just can't act like you mean nothing." Warren leaned in to kiss Scott, who quickly turned away.

"You did last night with Julian."

"We talked about that!" Warren pushed his palm against his aching forehead. "It was a game. I was missing you, and it was stupid."

"Yeah, it was."

"What's the real issue here, Scott? Just be straight with me! Come out and say it, yeah?" Warren stood from the bed pushing his hand into his hair.

"That choice is the issue!" Scott took Warren's wrist, pulling him back down onto the bed. "Be straight, or come out."

"Oh." Is all Warren could find to reply.

"I want to be with you properly, Warren. But I'm so damn terrified. My head is all over the place! When the other me found out about us, he wasn't even very tolerant, and he's one of the few people that actually understand how we feel." He leant his head on Warren's shoulder. "They'd never accept me."

"Don't come out then. Keep us hidden for a while longer." Warren suggested, taking Scott's hand.

"You don't want that. I can tell you want us to be real and-"

"We are real, Scotty!" Warren cut him off.

"I can't be torn like this any longer. The future brotherhood* are out there somewhere, and we should be concentrating on training so that we're ready for them." Scott pulled his hand away. "Having this on my mind is just a distraction."

"I'm just a distraction?" Scott didn't answer. "Fine."

"Warren, I'm sorry." A single, hot tear escaped Scott's visor.

"So, what are you saying? You don't want to come out, but you don't want to hide anymore - where does that leave us?" Warren stood from the bed again, stepping back and looking down at Scott, who hung his head.

"I love you, Angel. I really do. But right now... Now isn't the best time." Scott didn't dare risk a glance up at Warren.

"You're... Dumping me?"

"No!" Scott stood quickly. "It's just temporary!"

"So, I'm supposed to leave here now, a single guy, and wait for you to call me back into your life sometime?" Warren's voice caught with the lump in his throat.

"Yes... I mean. No! I mean..." Scott sighed. "I love you."

"Yeah, you said that already." Warren rolled his eyes, trying to keep up a brave facade.

"I just can't deal with being stuck in the middle of two worlds right now."

"How can you do this to me?" Warren snapped, stepping back. "Is this why you got so douchey about Julian, and the things I said about girls? You just wanted a reason to ditch me!"

"No!" Scott gasped. "No, I love you!"

"Stop saying that like it means nothing!" Warren yelled.

"I'm sorry, Angel." Scott placed his hand gently on Warren's cheek and stepped closer. "I just can't do this..."

"No." Warren said bluntly. "Look into my eyes, don't use that stupid visor as an excuse, just look. Look into my eyes; tell me you love me properly. Use my real name, not some casual code name. And I want you to remember everything we've been through together."

"Warren, I- I-" Scott desperately tried to find the words, but subconsciously he knew that if he said it, he'd be in the mutant's arms again - kissing and touching. "I can't."

"Fine. Don't even try!" Warren growled. "I thought you wanted this. You chose me over your dad!"

"Angel, please!" Scott was crying freely now.

"No! I'm sure there are people out there - guys and girls - that would want me!"

"I want you!" Scott sobbed. "Please! Don't go off with some other guy. That's something special we have - being the only ones to do-"

"No. You don't get to decide who I fool around with now, Cyclops! Goodbye!" And with that, he stormed towards the door.

"Warren, stop!" Scott ordered. Warren continued out the door, leaving Scott alone.

Alone with his feelings.

*See All New X-Men, Battle of the Atom.

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