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Title: Of Love and Video Games
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Pairing: Scott Summers/Rogue
Notes: A Scott/Rogue fic. I'm a Scogue fan, hope you don't mind. 


"This is stupid." Rogue sighed as she stepped out of the racing car. "I can't believe that I lost to you...you of all people!"

Scott Summers ran a hand through his brown hair and grinned at her. "It's Gran Turismo, Rogue. I've been playing every racing car game in arcades since I was a kid. I've mastered them all. Besides, I have a car."

"No fair." She quickly stepped in front him and crossed her arms over her chest. "No one's perfect. You can't possibly win at everything! There must be some game where you could lose!"

"Unless you want to play Dance Dance Revolution, that's fine with me." A small but playful smile appeared on his face. "But we all know that you won't dance in a public place. You honestly think you can beat me?"

"Hmm...well, there has to be a game...what if---"

"Rogue, I'm the Game Master. Try me. Video games, card games, even Scrabble and Monopoly...or do you want to sweat it out at a basketball court? Face it, Rogue, there's no way you can beat me."

The auburn-haired girl stepped aside grudgingly to let the tall senior pass. "But how come you're so good at these video games? I thought only Kurt or Bobby had the knack for these."

Scott pushed his sunglasses up. "It's a matter of concentration."

"Excuse me?"

"I was observing how you play, Rogue, and that would answer your question. At the Gran Turismo game, you were obsessed with winning and that ruined your concentration. You should have focused on how your opponent play. Find his or her weak side, therefore raising your chances to win, while still protecting your own weakness by providing a sort of red herring."

Rogue whistled. "Wow, what a strategy." She looked up at him, admiration evident in her emerald eyes. "You're really worthy to be the team leader, Scott."

Scott frowned in mock annoyance. "You mean you only figured out just now how good I am as the X-men leader?"

"Well, yes...kind of." Rogue grinned in reply and walked ahead of him.

"In case you haven't noticed, my so-called strategy applies to everything, not just at video games and fighting."

"Really?" Rogue asked curiously, still walking. "Like what?"

"Many things."

"You mean...like how to survive a life of being a mutant."

"That...and some other things."

"Like...what?"

"Like...love."

Rogue suddenly paused.

"What? Was it something I said?" Scott stopped walking and stood beside her.

"No...not really." Rogue hesitated. "Well, okay. You said that your strategy also works for...love."

Scott nodded in a matter-of-fact way that made her both nervous and curious at the same time. "True. It does, doesn't it?"

"H-How?"

"Let's take for example Person A and Person B. A likes B, but he doesn't tell her all at once how he feels. Instead, he makes her somewhat jealous to gauge her reaction...that's the red herring. And how would he react to his flirtations would be the weakness he was waiting for."

"And his own weakness?"

"Hm...that would be how to confess to her his true feelings, regardless of red herrings and strategies." Scott scratched his head apologetically. "Look at me. We're in the mall, and I'm discussing stupid things like some old professor. You're probably disgusted right now."

Rogue shook her head firmly and smiled slowly. "I thought it was interesting."

"Really." It was a statement, not a question.

The two mutant teenagers walked on in silence.

After a while, Scott paused. "You just don't get it, do you?"

Rogue also stopped walking and looked up at him. "Get what?"

"Or you're just dense?"

"Scott!" Rogue remarked, gritting her teeth in annoyance. "What is it that I don't get? And don't you dare call me dense!"

"Maybe I should stop employing strategies, and just get on with it?"

"Scott, what---"

"I shouldn't beat around the bush---"

"SCOTT! What the hell are you talking about?"

He looked down at her, half-smiling, and his expression was enigmatic. "I was trying to tell you that I love you, but you don't even seem to notice."
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