AUTHOR"S NOTE: hey guys, thanx so much for the reviews, please keep em' coming! Okay, this chapter is the prequel to chapter 1, this is to show how the brotherhood got to live at the Institute w/ the X-men….kind of like a prologue to chapter 1. After that, I'm gonna continue the story as normal. Enjoy! Also, yes it is sorta AU, meaning that scott and jean grey are way older and grown up X-men whereas kitty, bobby, jubes and the rest are teenagers, k? here it is, hope u guys like it!

Rogue knew it was a bad idea from the start. So why did she go along with it? Stupidity. Rogue groaned as she remembered how easy it had been for Bobby and Kitty to convince her to sneak out after lights out to watch the brawl at the bar. They'd hopped onto Mr. Summer's bike and had roomed off to watch a couple of guys rip each other apart. Stupid! Rogue chastised herself silently. She didn't even like to watch fights. She had done it purely to get a little excitement outside the mansion's four walls. And now, Rogue thought with a sinking feeling as she walked down the hallway to the dining hall, her, Kitty, and Bobby would inevitably have to confess. She knew that Dr. Grey and everyone had suspected something was up, when they had screeched to a halt on Mr. Summer's motorcycle.

Seeing Rogue's worried face, Bobby turned to her. "Chill, Rogue, no one will find out anything."

Rogue shot him an irritated look. "Wake up, Bobby, we live with a couple of telepaths, remember?" Bobby looked away nervously and then cleared his throat.

"Hey, if we act natural, they won't even have a reason to go poking around in our heads," reasoned Bobby.

"They already suspect something, thanks to your great driving stupid," Kitty accused, straightening her jacket.

"Okay, I'm getting just a little sick of everyone pinning this on me. If I remember correctly, nobody twisted your arm to come," Bobby said, shooting a glare in her direction.

"I know, I know. You're right, we're all going to get busted," Kitty said bleakly.

"Not if we don't act out of the ordinary. If they ask anything, just explain it away," Bobby said, his spirits lifting a little.

"Yeah well, how are you going to explain away that?" Kitty asked, pointing to the mottled discolored bruise on Bobby's face. Rogue hid a smile with her hands. They all had the same bruise on all their cheeks, due to the fact, that somewhere in the middle of the fight, the three of them had gotten slammed into the opposing wall by an unruly mob. The bruise hadn't hurt, but it had scared them enough to prompt them to hop back on the bike and get the hell out of the bar.

Bobby bit his lip thoughtfully. "How about if I wear my hooded sweatshirt?" He demonstrated by draping the dark green hood over his face, and looked up at them expectantly.

Kitty snorted derisively. "You look like a hoodlum, take it off."

Bobby sighed and threw up his hands. Rogue laughed. "Well, what are we supposed to do about our bruises?" she asked him.

"Maybe you can put some make up on or something," Bobby suggested.

"There's not enough make-up in the world to cover this bruise," Kitty said, looking mournfully into a mirror.

"Put it on anyways," was Bobby curt reply. Rogue and Kitty sighed in unison and went into the bathroom. When they emerged a short time later, Bobby just stared for a moment, and then started laughing hysterically.

"You guys look like a couple of-."

"Can it Drake," Kitty said angrily, shoving her short hair back with one hand. Rogue winced as she took a look in the mirror. Her cheeks were an unnatural shade of red due to the bruise, and since she'd had to borrow Kitty's make-up, they had taken on an almost orange tint.

"Alright, let's just go," Rogue said grimly, squaring her shoulders, as she heard Storm call everyone for dinner.

"Yeah, okay, remember, be natural," Bobby reminded them, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on," Kitty said, as they hurried towards the dining hall where nearly all the students had already taken their seats at the individual benches. Rogue looked around for a free spot for them to sit.

"Uh oh," Bobby muttered under his breath. Rogue looked up to see Dr. Grey, Mr. Summers, Professor Xavier, and Storm coming towards them.

Rogue exchanged a worried glance with Kitty. She knew they'd be questioned sooner or later, but now that they'd be face to face with their elders, it would be much, much harder to lie. She knew them all to be fair and kind, but even so….

"Hello Marie, Kitty, Bobby, how are all of you?" Dr. Grey greeted them pleasantly.

"Hi Dr. Grey," Kitty said brightly, while nervously tugging at her hair. Marie and Bobby did likewise.

"You know you can call me Jean," Dr. Grey replied, her green eyes friendly and inviting.

"Right," said Bobby. "Well, it was nice talking to you," he added, and tried to make a quick exit.

"Actually Bobby," Scott Summers said, suppressing a laugh, "since you guys can't find a table, we thought you might like to have dinner with us tonight."

"Dinner? With you guys?" Rogue squeaked, and then stopped, blushing furiously.

"Oh, that's okay, I mean, it's nice of you to offer, but we don't want to interrupt you guys while you discuss important stuff," Kitty said quickly, darting a glance at Bobby.

"Oh yeah, we don't want to get in your way or anything," Bobby added.

"We're not discussing anything top-secret, I swear," Storm said with a little twinkle in her eye.

"We love to have students join us for dinner," Professor Xavier assured them pleasantly.

"Sounds great," Rogue said finally, trying to keep the worry out of her voice, and followed them to their private dining hall.

Kitty and Bobby fell back with her, letting the rest lead. "Why'd you agree? Now we're really screwed!" Bobby whispered fiercely.

"How do you think it would have looked if we refused to have dinner with them?" Rogue retorted. "We'd look as if we were hiding something. As it is, I could see Jean was trying not to laugh at our make-up.":

"We're doomed, " Kitty murmured gloomily, as they walked into the private dining hall.

When they were seated, Storm served them all plates of a delicious- smelling stew. Not that I can eat anything tonight, Rogue thought wryly. First, we're going to get busted for going out after lights-out, then for taking Mr. Summer's bike, and then for going to a bar. It didn't look good.

But after a few minutes, when everyone was chatting easily, Rogue wondered if perhaps, Bobby was right, and their secret was safe. With a glance at her friends, she could tell they were wondering the same thing. Finally, Jean exchanged a look with Scott, and cleared her throat a little.

"So, what did you guys do yesterday?" she asked casually. Rogue looked down at her stew, hoping the question wasn't directed at her.

"Well, you know, uh, we thought we'd go up to the lake and do a little rafting," Bobby said finally. Rogue silently let out a sigh of relief.

"You guys got back pretty late last night," Scott remarked. "Around 9:00, I think, right?"

Actually, it was more like 11:30, Rogue thought wryly. "Well, time flies when you're having fun," Kitty piped up, fiddling with her spoon.

All of a sudden, the door opened and in walked Logan, who took a seat at the end of the table. He glanced around and his brow furrowed as he noticed their bruised faces. "What happened to you?"

Rogue coughed. "What do you mean?" she asked casually, although she knew it was futile to lie to Logan. He wasn't stupid, and her face definitely did not look normal.

"Your face is all-," he stopped, when given a warning look from Storm.

"Actually, I was wondering about that myself," Jean said, gesturing towards the bruise on Bobby's right cheek. "Are you all right? What is it?"

"Sunburn," Kitty said immediately.

"Windburn," Bobby offered, at the same time. They looked at each other, flustered. Rogue groaned inwardly, while Logan sat back in his chair with an amused look on his face.

"Uh, actually, it was kind of a combination of both. You know, in the afternoon we got sunburned, and then later, we were, um," Rogue drifted off uncertainly.

"Wind burned," Scott Summers supplied with a barely concealed smile.

"Yeah," Kitty nodded quickly. Logan snorted in disbelief.

"Hey, Cyke, somebody put a hell of a dent in your bike," Logan said gruffly, breaking the silence. Bobby gulped uneasily.

"Gee, I wonder how that happened," Kitty muttered sarcastically under her breath, darting a glare at Bobby, who was choking on his stew. Way to act natural, Bobby, Rogue thought wryly.

"And before you go blaming me, I haven't been near it," Logan growled, as Scott opened his mouth to speak.

"How big of a dent?" Scott Summers asked, his spoon suspended in mid air.

"Really big. Like someone took a hammer and bashed it into the chrome," Logan said, smirking at the look on Scott's face. Bobby groaned and buried his face in his hands.

"Something wrong, Bobby?" the Professor inquired.

"No," was Bobby's muffled response.

There was a heavy silence and then finally, Kitty burst out, "Alright, that's it. I can't take it anymore. Just go ahead and punish us!"

"For what, Kitty?" Jean asked.

"Oh as if you guys didn't know we took Mr. Summer's bike and went to see the bar fight after lights out yesterday!" Kitty said, throwing her hands up in the air.

Then, upon looking at their shocked faces, "Or maybe you guys didn't know," Kitty said in a small voice.

"Kitty!" Bobby groaned disgustedly.

"You guys took my bike?" Scott Summers asked incredulously.

"I didn't even know you knew how to drive," Storm said.

"He doesn't," Kitty said, shooting a dirty look at Bobby.

"Wait a minute, you mean you didn't find out about this till Kitty told you?" Rogue said disbelievingly. Kitty looked sheepish.

"We suspected you guys had been up to something, but we had no idea it was this-," Jean stopped, trying to find the right word.

"Crazy?" Kitty offered.

"Stupid?" Bobby asked, lifting his head from his hands.

"All of the above?" muttered Rogue.

"Elaborate," finished Jean, giving them all stern looks. "Of course you will have to be punished, but first, may I ask why you would do such a thing. I never knew you liked bar room brawls. Especially you, Marie" Jean said disapprovingly.

"Hell, kid, if you wanted to see one so bad, I could have taken you on One Eye's bike anytime you wanted," Logan said, ignoring Storm's frown.

"I just wanted to go out and do something!" Rogue said, frustrated.

"Yeah, it gets pretty boring around here," Kitty piped up.

"Well, then, in that case I have some creative options for your punishment," Scott said, thoughtfully.

The three friends looked at each other with dread. Even Logan looked at them with pity.

"You will all have to do additional lectures with the Professor and myself," Jean said. Rogue nodded. So far, so good: nothing gruesome yet.

"Bobby, since you put that dent in Mr. Summer's bike, you can help him fix it," Jean told Bobby, who brightened up immediately at the lax sentence. Scott nodded his approval at the suggestion.

"Kitty, Marie, you'll work with me in the lab after classes," Jean said, smiling at the two girls. Rogue let out a sigh of relief, she didn't mind working with Jean at all.

"And all of you will be assigned to Kitchen Detail for two weeks," added Storm.

Bobby groaned loudly. "But that's women's work!" He stopped at the lethal glares Storm, Jean, Rogue, and Kitty were giving him.

"So next time you guys have the urge to run out and do something dangerous like going to a bar at night, you'll squelch it. Let this be the last time, alright guys?" Storm finished.

They all nodded, and trooped out decidedly miserable. "We got off pretty easy, except for the kitchen detail," Rogue said, when they were outside.

"Yeah, and I can't believe they didn't know anything, until Kitty opened her big mouth," Bobby said, rolling his eyes at Kitty.

"Oh right, I'm not the one who said I had windburns," Kitty retorted.

"Hey, I was under a lot of pressure!" Bobby said defensively, flushing.

Rogue laughed. "It doesn't matter, atleast we didn't get something horrible."

"You don't call cleaning up after 200 mutant teenagers horrible?!" Bobby said, a horrified look on his face.

"Well, think of it this way. You get to help Mr. Summer's fix the bike you messed up in the first place." Bobby smiled dreamily at that.

"Yeah, I can't wait to get a bike like that."

–2-

"Like, as if, Popsicle. A bike like that probably costs, like, a million dollars," Kitty said rolling her eyes.

"Yeah, and I don't think the Professor's about to just run out and buy you one after what we just did," Rogue added.

"Ha, naysayers!" Bobby scoffed. "I'm way ahead of both of you. I've come up with a brilliant plan to make money. Of course, I'll need some help from some ,er, friends, " he added, looking hopefully at Kitty and Rogue.

Rogue and Kitty groaned simultaneously. "Not another one of your ingenious schemes, no way, get someone else," Kitty said, holding up her hands.

"Aw come on, this one'll work, I swear! Rogue?" Bobby asked pleadingly. "This is totally foolproof!"

"What's totally foolproof?" came a voice down the hall.

"Hey Jubes!" waved Kitty. The petite Asian girl waved back and joined them.

"I was just telling them about my new plan to raise money for a bike. Speaking of which, Jubes, would you be interested-," Bobby began.

"Don't listen to him, he's totally insane. We went with him last night on Mr. Summers bike to a bar to watch this incredibly stupid bar fight," Kitty interrupted him.

"You guys went to a bar on Cyke's bike! You two!" Jubilee asked incredulously looking at Kitty and Rogue.

"What? Why is that so unbelievable?" Kitty asked defensively.

"Nothing, it doesn't seem like something you would do, especially you Rogue," Jubilee added, laughing.

"That's exactly what Dr. Grey said," Rogue muttered.

" Well, anyways it was the dumbest thing I've ever done," Kitty finished.

"Yeah, me too," added Rogue.

"We would have asked you to come, but we couldn't find you. Where'd you go?" Bobby asked curiously. To their amazement, their usually cool, unflustered friend turned an interesting shade of red.

"Um, well-I," stammered Jubilee, looking at her feet. Bobby exchanged an amazed look with Kitty and Rogue.

"Yeah, come to think of it, you weren't there today at dinner either," Kitty pointed out slowly.

"I was, um,….jogging," Jubilee finished lamely.

Rogue snorted in disbelief. "Boy you're a worse liar than even Bobby is, if that's possible."

"Hey!" Bobby protested.

"I don't think I've seen anyone blush that badly after jogging," Kitty mused.

"Alright, alright, fine, I was, um, outwithaboyfromthebrotherhood," mumbled Jubilee, looking down at her feet again.

"Say what?" Bobby asked, totally baffled.

"I was out with a boy from the Brotherhood," Jubilee finished more slowly, blushing anew.

Rogue tapped her chin thoughtfully. "I've heard that name before, only I can't remember where. Who are they?"

Jubilee sighed a little. "It's a long story. Come to my room, I don't want anyone else finding out about this yet."

Intrigued, Rogue went to the room she shared with Jubilee and Kitty. Jubilee opened the door and sat cross-legged on the bed, tugging nervously at the bedspread. Kitty and Rogue exchanged concerned glances. This was totally un-Jubilee like behavior. Usually, she was full of smiles and laughter, this must really be serious, Rogue thought as she sat down opposite Jubilee next to Bobby.

"Okay, so like what's this all about Jubes?" Kitty asked, as soon as they were all seated.

"Well, yesterday Remy took me to the mall and while I was looking at some magazines when I bumped into this really cute guy," Jubilee started. Kitty perked up immediately at the words "cute guy."

"Oooh, what was he wearing?" Kitty asked eagerly.

Bobby groaned. "I'm not sticking around for this if you guys turn into those crazy chicks from "Sex and the City."

He was answered by a shower of pillows. "Ow, guys stop. Okay sheesh, go ahead."

"Anyways," Jubilee said, "he was just hanging out and we got to talking. His name is Lance Alvers, and we had, like, this automatic connection. To make a long story short, after we got to know each other, he told me him and his friends are leaving the Brotherhood."

"Wait a sec, you never told us who the Brotherhood was," interrupted Rogue.

"They're a group of mutants that are under Magneto and Mystique," Jubilee said quietly.

"Uh oh," Bobby said slowly.

"It's not like he's bad or anything," Jubilee said quickly, "he's really cool and he says he's tired of Mystique's lies. So he left a week ago with his friends. And well, I kinda offered him a place to stay," she finished, clearing her throat.

"What?!" Kitty squeaked.

"The professor'll never let them stay Jubes, you know that. Besides, this Alvers guys could be a fraud, or a spy or something," Bobby added.

"He's not!" Jubilee defended hotly. "He hasn't had it easy at all, and the Professor wouldn't turn his back on mutants who need help. They don't even have a place to stay!"

Rogue pressed her fingers to her temples. "I just don't know, how do you know this guy's even telling you the truth?"

Jubilee sighed heavily. "I just do. Anyways, I asked him to come by tomorrow morning with his friends to meet the Professor. They're a little rough around the edges but I'm sure they'll love it here."

"Provided they're allowed to stay," Kitty reminded Jubilee. Jubilee flashed her a smile.

"Oh, I'm sure the Professor will let them. Just wait, guys, it's going to be so exciting having Lance around 24/7!" squealed Jubilee, hugging a pillow.

Rogue smiled a little at Jubilee's infectious enthusiasm. It would be exciting to have some new mutants around the school. Especially if Jubilee's friend Lance had cute friends. Looking over at Kitty, she could tell the pretty brunette was thinking similar thoughts. Yup, tomorrow, would definitely be interesting.