Loving an Grunge

Write by: Myme
Translate by: Ray (All mistake are mine)

Single Chapter: Loving an grunge.

Suitable for audiences aged 13 or more, with some violence, minor coarse language, adult themes and minor suggestive.
Status: One-Shot (Finished)
Type: Romance.
Base: X-Men Animated

            The year was 1991, Scott walked toward the record store, a lively place and with lots of people. But he did not like crowds very much.

- Can I help you young man?

- I think so. I wanted to buy a gift... I'm not very good at giving gifts.

- And to whom is this?

- A friend.

- Friend huh?! - The clerk looked at him suspiciously - I know pretty well what kind of friend.

- ...

- Okay, I'll tell the truth. - She crosses her arms and wait to see what he will say

- I am here to listen to the new Pearl Jam’s album.

- Another wanting to go to the Jukebox. It has a line to hear this album. - She leaves, pointing to the queue. - If you want to buy something my name is Tonia.

            Scott goes to queue for a while until he reachs the Jukebox. He puts the headphones and selects the Pearl Jam’s TEN album.

            He already had heard 'Once', 'Even Flow', 'Alive' and 'Why Go' and whisper the songs while listening. Now he heard "Black". The music somehow reminded him of his mother, she liked this kind of music.

Black, Pearl Jam
Hey, oh

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Oh, and all I taught that was everything
Oh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so, why do I sear?

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?

All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all that I'll be, yeah

Uh huh, uh huh, oh

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why? Why? why?
Can't it be, can't it be mine
We, we, we, we, we belong together! Together!

            Scott sang the music pretty involved on it when:


- I hope you're talking about me, because I think we should get together. - Jean Grey told, her elbow on the CD's shelf with the hand on her chin.

- How long had you been there?

- Since "Alive". - She looked at him trying to hold back the laugh.

- That long? - He took the headphones off. - Why?

- First, your voice is good and I like to hear you sing. - He keep staring at her – Second, I wanted to see how long you'd stay entertained like that without realizing that I was here. What in fact it did not happened. - He smiled - That means, you ignored me... - She turns her face.

- It’s not possible I ignore you. - He pulls her near by her waist. - And you were in a shoe store... I was leave behind.

- But you ignored me. - She speaks firm - Which brings me to the third reason.

- Which is...

- I had to make an entrance. - She flashes.

- Added a little drama. - He goes toward her face to kiss her and she turns her face.

- Always. - She smile.

- Come here! - He tries to immobilize her - Drama Queen huh?... Who would have tought ... - he kisses her.

- You left me by Eddie Vedder. – Aren’t you shameless?

- If you could do the same with Kurt Cobain...

- Kurt Cobain, I don’t know... but Dave Grohl - She looks at him trying to look jealous - I have a thing for drummers... You know that.

- Look at that, I did not know, but I think I will learn to play drums...

- You are really hot, you know?! - She makes cuddles in his hair and leaves him with the silly grin.

- This is your friend? - Asked Tonia.

- No, that's my girlfriend. - Jean nods - Isn’t she beautiful?

- Yes! You two make a beautiful couple.

- I always tell him that.

- I'm sorry to interrupt, but my manager asked if you would be willing to take some photos for an advertising campaign. It’s becuse you are very photogenic.

- No, thank you. I don’t model anymore.

- Damn, it's a shame. You stopped shooting because of him?

- Hell no. If she wants, I would never stop her.

- Yeah. I stopped because I do not see myself doing it anymore.

- Admit you left off because of him. And I find it a waste.

- What’s your name again? - Jean asked.

- Tonia.

- Look Tonia, that your little game of yours have done a lot with me. I will not do the photos.

- Sorry, but I’m only insisting because my manager asked. He said that he already worked with you.

- With me? Who is your manager?

            They are interrupted.

- Jean Grey. - A guy wearing a suit opens his arms to her. - A face like yours is never forgotten.

- Stanley McDowell. - She says, scared - What are you doing here?

- I got divorced, she took the agency and I the record store. Tell me. Why did you stop? You have a little over 20 years.

- 21 actually. Stanley, you know that I'm a mutant.

- Great! That’s because it has to be you.

- No!

- Have you heard of alternative models? Out of standard. But if you want... You know you are the market’s owner.

            Scott hears, but did not want to interfere. You do not want to interfere. And Stanley continues.

- He's your manager?

- No! He is my boyfriend.

- Scott Summers. - He introduce himself.

- Are you also a mutant?

- Can I go back to listen to music? - Scott asks Jean. He does not like talking about being a mutant with people he does not know.

- Stanley. Me and Scott are output.

- It was good seeing you! - Jean goes and leave the store.

- You're missing a great chance Grey. You are THE FACE! Yoy know that.

- Bye dude. - Scott says goodbye. - I'll take this CD, where can I paid?

            Stanley pulls Scott's arm.

- Stay with this CD as a gift.

- Thank’s.

- If you really like her, don’t stop her from flying.

- I do not stop her of doing anything! - Scott said firmly.

- It might be. But do not be silly. This is the chance of her life.

- Or is your chance?

- Don’t stop her!

            Scott goes after his girlfriend who is walking hurriedly and is already away from him.

            This issue really mixed with her. I think the life of model it’s not be easy. I wonder what made her drop everything? That was before we get together. And she almost never speaks of it. I'll ask her.

- Jean! Hang on. - He calls for her.

            Jean turns her eyes a little teary. Scott is worried, and when he is closest to her, he hears a bang.

- What the hell! - He looks at the broken wall.

- Look Scott, a Sentinel! - She screams.

- It was just what I needed!

            The Sentinel robot followed toward the group of young mutants who were close to the popcorn cart.

- Quick, protect them while I pop the robot’s head.

- Okay. - Jean goes flying toward the young group and creates a telekinetic shield.

            Cyclops explodes the robot with his optic blasts and the robot falls.

- Are you alright? - Jean ask the boys.

- Yes we are. Thank’s. - They run off.

- They are well Cyclops! – She gives the back to the robot and goes toward Scott.

- These robots are in almost all...

            As Scott spoke, a concrete block falls upon Jean.

- JEAN!

            Scott desperate search for her in wreckage.

- Jean, tell me something. Anything. - He hurls chunks of concrete everywhere - You can not do this to me! No!

- And will not. - She still giddy rises after lifting by telekinesis a piece of concrete - Help me.

            She falls. Scott runs and takes her.

- Jean, don’t sleep. You must have hit your head, you can not sleep.

- Sco ...

            She faints.


Labmed - Institute Charles Xavier

Jean wake up and realizes that Scott is sleeping in a chair. She stares at him sleeping.

            What happened? I just remember the Sentinel in the Mall. My whole body hurts. My head mainly. I do not want to wake him, but I feel so much pain.


- Scott. - She murmured - Scott ...

            He wakes up startled and approaches to her.

- Hi! - He kisses her hand - Are you trying to scary me to death?

- No! - She smiles - I think I hurt my head pretty bad. It's hurting a lot.

- You took points.

- How long were you here?

- About 12 hours. But you saved the day.

- ...

- Jean. Before the Sentinel, you were almost crying. Why?

- ...

- Stanley did something to you in the past?

- No.


- He asked me to convince you to return.

- I don’t want.

- I know. Just do not know why. You're full of secrets, I really wanted to know what happened.

- ...

- See? You never talk. It seems that you do not want me to know.

            She looks at him and is thinking that he’s visibly upset.

- You really want to know?

- I would like.

- Well I loved being a model... Clothing, travel, praise. What woman does not want that?

- So why stop?

- I had depression, Scott.

- ... - He is perplexed.

- It is very difficult to have anxiety attacks and be traveling as much.

- You what?

- Depression.

- For how long?

- Every time I paraded.

- It’s from there that come your difficulty to speak things to me?

- In fact I only talk to you.

- You don’t say anything to me.

- Scott, I love you! - He kisses her hand.

- Me too. You're the most important person in my life.

- But you have me trade by Pearl Jam.

- Never! - He kisses her - Never say that again!

- I admit that Eddie Vedder it is quite charming.

- Yes he is. But not so much as Dave Grohl.

- I have to agree.

- Would you trade me for Dave Grohl?

- Perhaps. - He makes a angry face.

- I did not like that...

- I’m kidding, little fool.

- You can only like just one drummer.

- Yeah? And who would it be?

- Me, of course!

- Scott, you do not play drums.

- But I can learn.

- I'd rather you sing to me.

- So you want me to be the lead singer.

- You have more talent for it.
- "Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello" - he keeps singing Smells Like Teen Spirit.

- Are you doing Kurt Cobain?

- Yeah, yey. - She smile.

- You do not exist, Scott.

- You know what they say about singers?

- That they have to sing well?

- They are the handles of the band! - She arches an eyebrow - And according to you I sing well. I have everything to be a good singer.

- I really hope you're joking.

- Are you jealous?

- No.

- You don’t have jealous of me?

- Of course I have! - He smiled - But even in this bed with a cracked head. I trust my power.

- You really should!

            Scott kisses. The kisses are becoming intense and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

            He is very aggressive and intense when in bed with Jean, but this time he was afraid to hurt her because she still had a lot of bruising.

- You're too sore?

- Who here is feeling pain?

- You were...

- Not anymore. - She pulls him with intensity – Keep going.

            Jean opens the buttons of his shirt and pants with the strength of mind. He stroked a hand on her breasts and the other pulls her hair.

- You can not go back. - He speaks aggressively.

- Who said I want? - She bites her lip, arching an eyebrow.

- You drives me crazy!

            He smells her body before starting the intercourse. And it is quite aggressive during the act. The intense sex lasted long enough to leave the two exhausted.

- You were inspired today. - He puts both hands under his head leaning comfortably for Jean lean on his chest.

- Wow. Do you have a cigarette? - She says ironically.

- That blow really affected you. - She hugs him and leans her head on his chest.

- You know what day is tomorrow?

- No, but I have a calendar in my backpack. You want me to pick it up? - She stares at him.

- ...

- Go get it. - Her arching her eyebrow - I can get, but you have to move the same way. You use the telekinesis and none of us will need to move.

                       He forgot... Do not believe it!


- You are a baggy. - She levitates the backpack to them – Here is your purse.

- Thank’s. - He grabs the backpack – Are you upset because I asked you to pick up the backpack?

- No.

- Alright, then you’re upset by what?

- Anything.

- Are you going to start with ‘anything’ out again?

- I started out with nothing...

- Why do you want to know what day is tomorrow? - He looks at the clock.

- I do not want that "what day is tomorrow." - She says frustared.

 - Well, it's after midnight. - He turns his head and grabs the backpack. - We did not see the time go by becauseyou are very hussy and makes me lose my mind.

- I made you lose your mind?

- Yes... Both! - He gives a mouth corner smiled.

- You don’t exist... - She rolls her eyes.

- I don’t exist?! You’re the one who doesn’t exist! - He pinches her cheeks - But as I was saying, tomorrow is February 15th.

            Scott picks up a pack inside the backpack.

- Happy Valentine's Day.

- I don’t believe you cheated me!

- I don’t believe you really think I would forget!

            She kisses him several times in the face before opening the present.

- What is?

- You really want me to tell if you've already ripped the packaging off.

- Nevermind! I was crazy about this CD!

- I know.

- Yes! You are awesome!

- And my gift?

- I am your gift!

- So that’s why you let me take your clothes off earlier?

- That too...

- Smartass... - He kisses her.

- I have something to give you...

- Another one? - He smiled.

- Ahh Scott. - She laughs – Well, but what I have to give to you is not here. Only later.

Later...

            Jean and Scott are in a grunge Pub.

- Okay, we're here in a bar that is full of men wearing jeans, sneakers and black shirt. Where everyone is looking to my girlfriend. - He toaste with a beer. - You are very romantic Jean Grey.

- You know I only have eyes for you ... - She kisses him.

- And those guys there, in the another table only have eyes for you too.

- You're looking at them instead of looking at me?

- Why are you complaining if I know you like that sort of bar.

- I do, but not on a day like today.

- And on a day like today you want to do what?

- Sex. - She gives a laugh! - Preferably with the redhead who is in front of me. - He kisses her hand.

- That’s why I love you, you know?!

- I thought it was my red eyes... - She interrupts.

- He arrived!

- Who arrived? - Scott turns and sees Jean hug a familiar face man.

- Glad you came!

- All for you Red.

- Hello Stanley. - Scott says.

            Great, Valentine's Day next to this guy.

- Hello Mr. Scott. Well, the party is unique and he's up on stage. But you will only be able to talk to him after the show.

- Thank you Stanley.

- Well, enjoy the show. - Stanley leaves.

- Why you thanked him?

- Because I will do his campaign. It's a great chance.

- I'm happy for you. - He embraces her and gives a kiss on the forehead - Now I can say that I’m dating a model. 
- She smiles - But I will let you know.

- What?

- No casting couch! Did you heard me?

- Scott?!

- This test is unique to me! - She laughs and kisses - But seriously, this campaign talk and traveling worries me. I do not want to get depressed again.

- Love, is only a photographic campaign. It's quiet. - She squeezes his nose – Thank’s for the concern. - They are kissing. 

- Oh who will play?

- Pearl Jam.

- Dork. You know who will play?

- Well, actually it's a show for Eddie Vedder’s friends. Producers, entrepreneurs, music partners. Will do some covers.

- You really want me to believe that?

            The ceremonialist takes the stage.

- Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the show in honor of Eddie Vedder’s friends. - The distinguished gentleman keeps talking about some other things.

- Are you kidding me? - Scott speaks scared - How did you get that? It is the best Valentine's Day gift.

- That was an invitation from Stanley. My gift is this one. - She delivers a package.

- A Nikon. I loved it!

- And it alreadys come with film.

- Now you can say that is Eddie Vedder’s friend and have evidence for that.

- Eddie Vedder can even take pictures with this camera. But the photographic model here is you.

- Are going to take photos of me? - She poses.

- Of course! - He takes a picture of her – So you can do a sensual shooting.

- Scott! - She laughs.

- See sensual as naked! - She kisses him - Understand naked as naked swim.

- Babe, if someday we ever go "swimming naked". You will not take pictures!

- If some day? We will! - He embraces her from behind, positioning himself to see the show - I promise that the pictures are artistic.

- I’m starting regretting having given you this camera.

- I can make a underwear test.

- Is not fair. I do naked and you in underwear.

- The model here is you!

- It does not justify.

- I'm shy with the camera. - She takes the camera and makes a selfie.

- Ladies and gentleman, with you. Eddie Vedder!

            And with Alive playing the show begins as the couple is dancing together.

- Happy Valentine's Day.

- Happy Valentine's Day.

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Alive, Pearl Jam
Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a...
While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
Your real daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't see him
But I'm glad we talked

Oh I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, I, I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey... Oh...

Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room
She said "I'm ready for you"
I can't remember anything to this very day
'Cept the look, the look...
Oh, you know where, now I can't see, I just stare...

I, I'm still alive
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
Hey I, boy, I'm still alive
Hey I, I, I, I'm still alive, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Oh... Oh...

"Is something wrong?, she said
Well, of course, there is
"You're still alive", she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be?
Is that the question?
And if so... If so... Who answers? Who answers?

I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, I, but, I'm still alive
Yeah, I, ooh, I'm still alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah