liliput83 Thank you. In regards to your concerns about the rating, I will not be graphic in this story. I wanted to be safe with the rating though but for now it will remain PG-13. There is some sexual innuendo and terms like Penis, etc. It's really not that bad. I'll change it if you guys think I should.

demiducky25 You will see in this chapter what's up with the book. I never meant for it to be some huge plot point of anything, so I'm sorry if the answer disappoints you. I did have something of a hint in the first chapter about it's origins though.

Hank was starting to see that some misunderstanding was a foot when Bobby was freaking out over him and Warren. I didn't think that tunnel-vision Summers or Warren would pick up on it. Yes, teasing Scott is fun for me and the boys. A good bonding experience don't you think?

phoenix83ad Thanks, writing the guys hollering at each other during that scene was something I had been looking forward to writing for awhile. I was thinking about having Jean in this but it didn't work. I do have plans for early X-Men tales with Ms. Grey dealing with her all male teammates. Poor girl. The talk it's self isn't going to be in here. I am not certain how it would be rated so to keep this PG-13 I mainly deal with the other issues in the class. Well you'll see what I mean. I have to agree with you on the cheating Scott front. That was so wrong it. Another reason I stick to early years I guess. He was less of a jerk.

Special thanks to Beaubier for beta-ing this and my friends TM&TP who helped inspire this.

Chapter 6: Where little Mutants come From

Realization was not always a wondrous thing. In this case it was disturbing. Very disturbing. To think that Charles Xavier had not even considered it beforehand only showed how short sighted he had been. He had only thought about his own dream of a peaceful co-existence between man and mutant. Factoring in four hormonally driven teens and the affect one girl could have on them didn't seem that important. Now it had him very concerned about whether or not the boys could handle a female teammate.

Charles wasn't worried about Jean herself, he knew she would be fine, but then again...it would affect their training. Teenagers were prone to distractions, and even though these students were highly gifted they still liked to show off. And if Jean was attracted to one of them jealously could tear the unit apart. Sex was still something that had to be discussed. That needed to be discussed, whether he liked it or not.

Bobby at least seemed to be naive. Not only did he have no idea what the Karma Sutra book contained but he did not seem to understand the basics. When asked if he knew what an orgasm was he asked if it was "that Japanese paper folding art?" As Charles was already going to have a conversation with Scott, he figured he might as well have it with all his X-Men. Ally Taschen, an old friend of his, worked as a teacher of sex education and had promised to give him the tools he needed to teach the boys. She had offered to speak herself but Charles had turned her down. He was certain he knew how to get the right message across.

Scott was not happy- far from it, actually. He hadn't slept a wink that night in fear of the upcoming lesson. Hearing about sex from the professor was bad enough but having his teammates there? Well it would be awkward…

You can do this Summers, just get a grip.

Taking a deep breath the young man walked into the room with his head held high. For about five seconds. "Good lord..."

Posters about pregnant teens and sexually transmitted diseases were draped over the normally blank walls. On the board two diagrams of male and female parts that made his face flush. It was going to be a long day.

"First one here Scotty? Well someone's eager." Warren chuckled, taking the seat to Scott's left.

"The professor said he wanted us here by twelve." Scott pointed out, to which his friend merely shrugged. "Aren't you…nervous?"

The blond boy threw him a good-natured grin that lacked the smugness of his usual smirk. "Why should I be nervous? I've been through these things before. I know what goes where. I was tested on my knowledge of this stuff in class, it's no big deal."

Noticing the crestfallen look on Scott's face, the winged mutant's expression softened. "Hey, it'll be okay. Sure, it will be weird to have the Prof talking about this stuff, but at least we'll all be embarrassed together."

Scott's frown deepened making it clear that he was not reassured.

"It'll be something we can laugh about later." Warren explained.

Scott sighed and turned away, knowing his friend would never understand. How could he? Angel was a good looking, rich guy with a much more glamorous (not to mention safer) mutation. Everyone at the mansion knew Warren would (if he wasn't already) have a better chance to be intimate with someone. Cyclops was a freak in comparison- at least that was how he saw it. He rarely went out with the others, tending to sit alone in his room and brood. Not something most women looked for in a man. Or as Bobby had phrased it, "kinda uni-bomber like."

"My, my Warry, cheating on me already?" Hank joked, choosing the spot behind Scott.

"I like the strong silent types." Warren quipped, grinning as he saw a dazed Bobby scan the posters. "See anything of interest?"

Bobby opened his month to retort, but thought better of it.

"Come on, frosty, sit behind my lovebird so you can keep us from ravaging each other." Hank purred melodramatically.

"Okay, it was dumb, I get it! Will you shut up about it already?" Bobby groaned.

"And forget that you thought that we were a hot and heavy coupleme being hot and Hank being heavythat tried to seduce you? Not likely." Warren replied.

"Though it was an unusual experience to be the hottest buzz in the school since Angel flew into a window" Hank remarked earning him a punch on the shoulder from Warren.

It was then that the professor made his presence known. Wheeling himself to the front of the class he began the lesson. It was a lengthly piece about how parts A and B worked. He explained how working together these parts could create a baby. All in all it was as if Xavier had been reading out a text book instead of speaking about a human experience. The only time anyone spoke out of turn during his lecture was when Bobby cried out, "You put what in where!"

Next was the movies with the first entitled "Who's your Daddy?" in which a teenage boy discovers that his ex-girlfriend is going to have his child. Halfway through he abandoned her to date his new girlfriend. The X-Men had watched in silence with an amazing amount of maturity for boys their age until the Tom character met his date.

"Wait a second, he just got Terry pregnant and now he's trying to…er…get together with this new girl?" Scott asked, unsure if he was understanding the tape correctly.

"Yep, and I bet you he doesn't have protection." Warren muttered.

"Protection?" Bobby asked.

"We'll get to that later, Robert." Xavier remarked. "Just watch the video."

"That Tom is a cad!" Hank cried.

"Why would he be so selfish and want the money he earned to go for a new stereo set when his familythe baby, needs it more?" Bobby, for the life of him, couldn't understand the character at all. His father had always told him that a man's place was with his family. To be providing and protecting for them. But the young man on the film couldn't cope with his ex-girlfriend's plight. He wasn't even trying to, which the youngest mutant found very disturbing.

"Don't you get it? It's supposed to show us that fatherhood is hard and that men in general are evil."

"I think you're stretching the point, Angel." Hank replied.

After that they viewed a film about the effects of drinking and drugs had on the unborn children (with the said children being animated over the women's wombs.) There were of course some complaints, the first being that none of the students present would be carrying babies. One of the lesser ones being that a cartoon about pregnancy was demeaning to their intelligence. Neither argument convinced the professor to forget about the film. And finally the last tape was played, which unfortunately was the birthing section.

"That's suppose to be beautiful!"

"Eww…"

"What do you mean by 'C section'-oh geez!"

"My eyes!"

"That concludes the 'miracle of life' part of our lesson." Charles calmly clicked off the television and turned on the slide projector. "Now we will begin our section on Sexually Transmitted Diseases."

This statement was meant with a collective groan from his audience, but he ignored it. He gave a detailed account of the S.T.D.s flicking through the slides, carefully noting how his students were absorbing this information. They squirmed at the start, clearly not enjoying the sight of the infected areas of the male regions.

His deputy leader soon sat rigidly, his face lacking any color with his mouth tightly clamped shut. Though uncomfortable, Hank seemed to take a clinical interest in the viewing taking in all the facts they were given. Warren on the other hand appeared to be bored, as if he was merely going through the motions. The youngest X-Man's face scrunched up at each slide, sometimes glancing away when the sight before him was too much to bear.

"Now, are there any question you boys have?" Their professor asked- only to be met meant with silence. "Alright, I understand that this is rather embarrassing for you lads. I'll get the ball rolling by reading off one of the queries other teenagers have asked."

He reached into the shoebox Ally Taschen had given him with her classes' questions. She had assured him that they where the normal things that teenagers asked her all the time. With any luck it would put his X-Men to ease.

"Let's see...ah here we are." Charles pulled out a crumpled scrap of paper and read it out aloud. " 'If you have a sperm in your hand will it bite you?' "

They stared at him. Finally Hank, unable to stand it from a scientific view point spoke out. "That's absurd! A sperm doesn't even have teeth!"

"And why would you even have one in your hand?" Bobby asked.

"Think about it Junior." Warren resounded dryly.

"Excuse me if I rather not." Scott groaned.

"Yes, well, getting back to the matter at hand" Warren and Hank tried and failed to contain their snickers. "Would you two gentlemen please treat this with some maturity? I will not ask you again." Charles waited patiently for them to comply.

"Sorry sir."

"Won't happen again."

"Very well. Now are there any real questions?" Charles asked. Hank gave a thoughtful look before responding: "Is it true that mutants can't get A.I.D.S.?"

Their mentor stared at him in astonished, unprepared for such a question. How did any of his class even hear about that? Charles had believed that he alone was their only link to the mutant community. Obviously he was wrong. "May I ask where you heard that?"

"On the Internet, sir. There's a site with rumors about mutants." Well, that explained that. "Some were true, others were clearly false. Which is this, sir?" Hank asked.

Sighing, Charles took a sip of water. For some reason his throat felt unbearably dry. "That study is still in progress, Henry. In the case studies that were taken so farwhich are limitedthe results were good. Just keep in mind that even if mutants are immune to A.I.D.S. other diseases could still affect us. Any thing else?"

The professor reached for a box near his desk. "Now that we have completed that I want to make sure you gentlemen have paid attention. That you will be able to prevent yourselves from getting such diseases or unwanted pregnancies."

To punctuate this he grabbed two items from the box and placed them onto his desk. Two models, a penis and a vagina at that, landed with a thud that seem to echo throughout the room. Not noticing the stunned expressions on his student's faces he dumped the rest on the contents next to the models. "Now I want to make sure all of you know how to put on a condom."

Shock rippled across Scott's face, Hank and Warren exchanged confused looks while Bobby groaned into his hands. "No volunteers? Fine. Scott?"

"Y-yes?" The youth slumped forward in defeat as Xavier beckoned him towards the front of the room. He wanted to die

"Go get 'im, stud." Warren whispered as he passed.

And he wanted to take them with him.

"Thank you, Scott. Now pick a condom." He grabbed the first thing he spotted his shaking hands already ripping it the package open in his haste.

"Not like that son, you could tear it apart as wellalso that is not a condom, it's a diaphragm." Charles corrected.

Hank stifled his laughter at his friend's flushed face. Scott found the right item and carefully removed it from the packing. Unfortunately he was in such a rush to get it over with that the condom broke when he placed it on the model.

"With it ripped you have just become a father, Scott." Charles said marking down the grade into a notepad.

"I call godfather!" Bobby chimed in.

"Then I call namesake!" Hank added.

"Just tell me if you know who the mother is." Warren chuckled as Scott's mouth tightened into a fine line. After he sat down, their young leader hide his scarlet face with his arms tangled tightly about his head.

"That's enough. Now would you come up Warren?"

With a slight shrug the said mutant bounded up to the front of the room, picking from the pile of condoms. Charles raised an eyebrow at this and felt he should mention the warning he was given about the products before them. "Just so you lads understand all of these protective items are far past their expiration date."

The blond boy gave him a brief perplexed glance before looking back at his peer almost to say, "why is he saying this to me?" With the unwrapped condom in hand, Warren pulled it easily over the glass penis without even the slightest hint of discomfort. Satisfied that his work had been done right he turned back to his teacher.

"That'servery good." Clearing his throat Charles marked down the grade. "Robert."

The youngest came forward without fear. At least on the surface- what did appear was a look of intense concentration. Charles was glad that his pupil had decided to take this lesson seriously. Though he soon discovered that Bobby was taking it too seriously. Minutes passed with Bobby still going through the many condoms without picking one to use.

"Robert, is there a problem?"

"Well..."The boy's brow furrowed before he meet his gaze steadily. "Which one do I use? There are so many..."

"All of them work fine."

Bobby didn't seem as sure. "But they all do different things. This one says something about it being what women like"

"Robert"

"And this one says it's flavored. Why would it be flavored if your going to put it on your?"

"ROBERT!" Charles bellowed, halting any further inappropriate queries. The teen, the picture of innocence, seemed truly puzzled. However the Professor felt the lad was likely to be playing around, while he truly understood the situation. Barely containing his irritation, he silenced the others with a look. Maybe he should have taken Ally's offer to teach in his stead...

Grinning sheepishly, Bobby put the condom on the model in a fashion very similar to Warren. Though there was one noticeable difference. "It's on too far; I'll have to mark you down for thatHenry."

Hank did not have an easy time with it, his nervousness combined with his large hands equaled trouble. The latex was torn in the end resulting in another low marking in Xavier's notepad.

"That concludes our class I" Charles glanced up, only to catch the boys rushing toward the exit.

I wonder if I should have had them take care of the egg-babies... He mused. Chuckling, he returned to cleaning up the mess left behind in their wake. Taking great care not to break anything, he'd begun to clear off his desk when he realized he was not alone. One student still sat at his desk, making no effort to move. "Robert? What's the matter lad?"

Bobby hesitated before lifting his head up. "It's just that it's not what I expected. I...I just thought that it wouldn't be sooo...mechanical."

The man gave him a sad smile as he scanned the boy's mind, skimming the surface. It was both endearing and disheartening that the boy held such high hopes of what love and sex should entail. Disheartening perhaps because Charles knew that the two did not always walk hand in hand, and feared that the youth might find that out the hard way. "I do tend to drone on, I suppose that I can make anything seem dull if I try."

They shared a smile, one of the few they would have in that stage of their student/teacher relationship.

"Sex is not like that though. It's suppose to be about the feelings you and your partner have for each other. There should be love in the equation."

"Should be? You mean it's not always there." Bobby frowned as the thought dawned on him.

"Unfortunately, you will find that not everyone is looking for the love of their life. It happens all the time whether male or female, human or mutant." Charles felt the disappointment etched across the boys' mind. Strange as it was his pupil held some romantic notions at his tender age. "Love, real love, Bobby, is a treasure that should not be taken lightly. It's filled with its own struggles and pains. Having to accept one another for being who you are."

Bobby bit his lip as the memory of his date running off screaming in horror came back. Doubts ran across his mind, unknowingly reminding Charles of his own failure with women. He couldn't tell his student that his lot in life would be any easier. The truth was that neither of them knew.

"I will not lie to you Bobby, your life will be a hard one." Harder than you know. "But there are people in this world who will accept you."

"I know that." Bobby said standing up. "That's why I'm here. That's why I'm an X-Man."

They still manage to surprise me. Charles mused as saw his pupil's retreating form exit the room. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the Karma Sutra book in the tangle of products he had just tossed carelessly into the waste basket. Once the tome was in his grasp, he flipped to the very first page, glad the class had not thought about questioning its origins or why Bobby was not being punished. How else could he explain about his step-brother or his 'interest.'

Property of Cain Marko, Hands off! That means you Charlie!

Charles sincerely hoped that they had seen the last of his step-brothers' items.

Up in the attic, hours later, Warren and Hank worked diligently to make the space livable again. They were overheated and tired, yet they carried on. It was either that, or being banned from their free time for the next two months. Staying locked in the mansion that long was a fate worse than death to the teenagers. Scott had visited to check on the progress, but he never stayed long. Not with the teasing he would endure for his reaction when ever sex was brought up. The tatic had served the other two well, as it kept their leader out of their hair for some time.

"How's it going Hank?" The blond inquired.

"I am drenched in sweat which makes the dust cling to mechoking my very breath! To answer your query absolutely delightful!" A terse reply came making Warren flinch with it's sharpness. "Forgive me Warren, I'm just exhausted."

"Yeah. I" Warren slipped, kicking up dust as he toppled onto one of the crumbled boxes.

"Are you alright!" Kneeing beside his fallen teammate his eyes bulged as he took in what the other youth was using to push himself up with.

"Yeah, I'll bewhat?" Following Hanks' gaze he noted the plastic bag he was gripping. "Holy shis that what I think it is!"

"If you believe it to be a substance that is to be smoked meaning that it is a hallucinogen? Then yes, I'd wager that is a correct assumption."

The End

Just to clarify some points that might be confusing:

Did Warren have sex at that age? I have left this open to interpretation in the story. This is hinted at a bit, a few people called him a playboy. I don't think that he was at that age because he was trying to hide the fact that he was a mutant. Some friends of mine were referred to as 'playboys/girls' because they flirt a lot. At this stage this is how I see Warren, dating and flirting but not going as far as having sex.

What was with sperm question? This is an actual question that my own teacher read aloud to let us know that there is such a thing as stupid questions. It always stuck me as such a odd thing to ask.

I have a sequel in mind to follow this up. I'm not sure if you guys would be interested in a story dealing with pot so let me know what you think. Cheers!