Celeste pouted and pinched Horatio's upper arm, "Hey. Stop being so rude. He's your father. You should be happy you even have one!" She said angrily before walking ahead of them.

Horatio groaned and went to go after her but he stumbled and Logan caught him from hitting the ground. "Yer not doing so good right now, are ya?" Logan questioned.

"... no" Horatio admitted quietly as he watched Celeste storm off. His stomach was twisted in knots watching her leave but he also felt like he was going to collapse. He hadn't taken a break in awhile.

"Hm?" She stopped when she heard no footsteps behind her. "Horatio, Logan-sama?" She noticed Logan helping Horatio. "Hey! Are you alright?!" She called running back toward them.

She stopped dead in her tracks as a bright crimson light appeared in front of her. "What?" A magic circle formed and a figure slipped through it till he was standing in front of her. "You. You're the man who-" She began as he put a finger to her lips.

"Sleep." He whispered, placing a hand on the location her soul gem was located beneath the illusion.

Celeste fell forth into the figure, her body falling into a deep sleep.

The man picked Celeste up and turned to the two gentlemen, his hair was shimmering red highlights this time. With a quick squeeze of his hand, the bracelet broke into a thousand pieces. He hated how she was force to hid her true self. "So sorry to intrude but Ceres needs to be somewhere right now. Better get use to the ripples, Time Reaper, because Time is fighting back this time..." He warned.

Horatio's eyes widened, how was this even possible? They were in a time stop-it was practically impossible to even find someone in one of these himself so how on earth had this man managed it? Thankfully Logan was there who sprung into action immediately, charging at the stranger, "Get yer hands offa her!" demanded the wolverine.

The man swiped his hand sideways and a force field deflected Logan from entering the circle. "So quick to jump to conclusions... You'll see her soon, or however long it takes him to pull you back out of here." He said as his figure began to fade downward through the circle and disappeared, Celeste's backpack was the only thing that remain once the red magic circle vanished.

~

The last couple of days had been wonderful at the Brotherhood household. No June, no training, no annoying X geeks who were loved more than Pietro in the eyes of his father... Life was good.

Pietro had rather good dreams that night. A gentle breeze blew in his window and ruffled his hair as the moonlight lit one side of his bed. It was about 4 in the morning when he began to stir, a sweet smell filled his nostrils... cinnamon?... Lavender?...lilacs? He wasn't sure. All he knew was that it smelt rather good and his body felt rather warm. Had June come back and Brutus come into his room?

And then there was his hands, they seemed to have found something soft and warm to hold...

Pietro sighed and snuggled into the warm thing, it was rather large to be the little kitty though and when that thought finally edged it's way into his brain he opened his eyes, "what... the... WHAAA" he yelled as he saw who it was, nearly throwing her out of his bed.

Celeste roll away from him onto her back, flomping over like a rag doll being thrown by an angry child. The moonlight lit her up and what was the most horrifing thing about this was that she was wearing a pair of frilly pjs he'd just doodled the night before. Short puffy sleeves with a revealing neckline, frilly puffy bloomer shorts and cute yellow ribbons placed nicely all over the outfit. A lolita choker necklace around her thin neck.

The lovely smell also seemed to be coming from his unexpected bed partner.

Pietro sat up on his bed, leaning against the wall as he stared at her in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes, slapped his face, trying to wake himself up and yet... she was still there. "What... the hell..."

Fog seemed to roll in through the window as the temperature of the room seemed to get warmer and warmer.

Slowly her eyes flickered open and she looked up lazily at him. "Pietro-s..san?" She asked in a soft alluring voice, her eyes partly closed. She got up on all fours and blinked, staring at him. One of the sleeves had fallen off her slender shoulder and Pietro would notice her lips seemed to have some kind of pink lip balm on. Her hair floating on it's own much like the little mermaid under water.

Slowly she crawled over him and lazily moved her lips closer to his. The sweet smell was like a sweet toxin filling his head with clouds and relaxing his body.

"uuuhhh...." He froze, he didn't know what to do to be honest. Like a fool he sat there with his mouth a gape.

Celeste tilted her head slightly and wrapped his lips in hers, giving him sweet gentle kisses.

Well that sure felt nice and his instant reaction was to kiss her back-so he did. Clearly this had to be a dream right? How could she possibly be here otherwise? In an outfit he only thought up last night?

She cupped his face, kneeling over him she continued this for some time before pulling away slowly.

"I'm sorry I broke the promise but we had fun didn't we?" She whispered in his ear before nibbling down his neck lightly.

Pietro found a moan escaping his lips before he could stop it. His hands reached up and slid down the sides of her body.

She let a small moan escape her lips into his ear, "Quick Silver <3."

Slowly she crawled backwards, fading into the the darkness of his room. "Don't keep me waiting," She purred.

"What-wait, where are you going?" Pietro got up to follow.

"Remember? I'm not suppose to be here...Now sleep <3" She smiled sweetly, pushing him backward with a fading finger causing him to stumble backward and fall back asleep.


A few seconds later a loud BANG could be heard and a red light flashed through his window, waking him back up.

"mmmnnn!" Pietro groaned angrily at the noise, burying his head under his pillow. What a nice dream, he wanted to go back to it.

A cold breeze blew in through the window.

He shivered and peeked his head out to look at it, "... >_< WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" he growled, sitting up to slam the window shut.

When he did, a flash of pink caught his eye.

There, laying up against the street lamp was a pink haired figure, not moving.

Pietro stopped in the middle of closing the window. He leaned out and looked up and down the street.

No one else was around.

Celeste flomped over into a coughing fit, barely awake. Her outfit was different from his dream, it was covered in dirt and there were rips in it.

Pietro double checked the street, then sped down the hall as quietly as possible, making sure everyone in the house was asleep still. He went out the back door and around the house, peeking over at her and constantly checking over his shoulder. Was this a trap? Whether or not, he did not want to be seen helping her out.

Finally accepting that the coast was clear he sped up next to her and cocked his head to the side as he looked down at Celeste. Then he nudged her with his foot, "Yo... yo."

She jolted away from his touch and got up stumbling backward and tripping. "No stay back! You won't take me!" She swung wildly, her whole body trembling.