Looking Through Your Eyes Pt 2 I'll Be Chapter 1: I'll Be, a x-men fanfic

Looking Through Your Eyes Part 2 - I'll Be
Author Notes
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Chapter 1, "I'll Be"
By: RogueBHS

A/N: Welcome to Part Two of Looking Through Your Eyes. If you didn't read Part 1, you'll most likely be a bit confused on the way I protray Rogue and Scott when they're both in the same area. I also recommend you read the Author Ramblings posted with it. Part 2, "I'll Be," covers Rogue and Ororo (Storm) with their multi-faceted relationship.

As a warning, over use accents and tend to bend the characters to my purposes. After all, this is FICTION isn't it? I do not own the X-men in any way (unless comics count *wink*). I leave the politics of the characters up to Marvel, and simply "borrow" the characters for my own fun and games since the writers don't always do things to my way of thinking. LOL. The song used for this chapter is the very song this part of my Arc is titled for. "I'll Be" is owned by Reba McEntire and MCA Nashville. The song is off of Reba's "So Good Together" CD.

The song, "I'll Be" is shown (via the music video) to be about a mother and daughter. But the lyrics could also be from an older sister to the younger or from a friend to a friend. I don't see the lyrics as crossing the lines to being male/female relationship, yet it could be interpreted as such by some. When you read the lyrics, you should understand the reason I chose the song for Storm and Rogue's relationship.

When darkness falls upon your heart and soul
I'll be the light that shines for you
When you forget how beautiful you are
I'll be there to remind you
When you can't find your way
I'll find my way to you
When troubles come around
I will come to you

I'll be your shoulder
When you need someone to lean on
Be your shelter
When you need someone to see you through
I'll be there to carry you
I'll be there
I'll be the rock that will be strong for you
The one that will hold on to you
When you feel that rain falling down
When there's nobody else around
I'll be"
I'll Be by Reba McEntire

The forcast for the day had been heavy rains in the morning that would dwindle to partly sunny skys by that evening. Well, a weatherman can't be right all the time can he? After all, the local weather-witch had gardens that were in dire need of weeding after off and on rains from the past two weeks. Ahhh...the wonders of mutant powers. Of course, no one in Westchester, New York would know that the sunny weather and fair temperatures were due to a mutant's intervention. Well...no one outside of the Xavier Institute that is.

Ororo was kneeling next to her rose bushes, gently pulling out some grass that had gotten the idea that her flower beds were the perfect place to show up when she noticed a shadow slowly making its way towards her. There was no sound of footsteps, which meant the intruder on her solitude was either Remy, Logan or Rogue. Logan was unlikely since she had seen him disappear on his motorcycle around an hour ago and had yet to hear it return. Rogue? Possible, but she had been spending time with the kitten the X-men had given her on her birthday a few weeks back.

That left the resident Cajun. He had a rather annoying tendency to bother her when she was in the middle of tending to a chore. The sight of another, much shorter shadow made Ororo realize that it was in fact Rogue who was coming to see her. Only a few seconds later, a buddle of brown, black and white fur was at Ororo's side, sniffing at the weeds or grass that Ororo had pulled.

Laughing softly, Rogue kneeled down on the other side of her kitten, then looked to Ororo. "Ya need some help heah, Roro?"

Storm smiled, then glanced at the kitten Rogue had dubbed "Magnolia" in honor of the sweet- smelling mainly-Southern flower. "Only if you can keep her from tipping the bucket over."

Rogue nudged the kitten away from the weed bucket, smiling. "Come on, Magnolia. Roro don' need ya t' make a mess." Slowly, the kitten got the idea and stretched out to bask in the warm glow of the sun. Shaking her head, Rogue slid off her gloves and stuck them in the back pocket of her jeans. Pulling out a stray tuft of grass, Rogue spoke. "That cat jus' loves t' bake in th' sun."

Ororo glaced at the kitten as she continued the weeding. "It seems I made the right choice by interfering with the weather today...atleast according to Magnolia." The soft laugh Storm gave when the kitten partially opened her blue-green eyes had the kitten stretching again as its nap was disturbed further.

Rogue managed to keep her own laughter hidden and pulled out a rather large clump of dandelions. Shaking the excess dirt out of the roots as she knew Ororo preferred to have done, Rogue's green eyes glanced to her friend. "Ari's gonna be droppin' bah tomorrow."

Ororo nodded. "I believe I remember you saying you were going to invite her over."

Rogue grinned. "Scott cain't wait fo' her t' get ovah heah." Laughing, she continued. "That man is gonna drive me nuts with his questions about her."

Storm couldn't help but laugh as well. Ever since Rogue had told the X-men, namely Scott, about her younger sister being alive, the "fearless leader" had been basically pleading with Rogue to get the young girl to visit the X-mansion. The constant pleas had finally gotten Rogue to ask her sister over, and there was only one person who wasn't pleased with that fact. Jean.

Jean may have been like Ororo's sister for the longest time, but nearly a year ago, that had changed. Ororo and Jean had spent nearly 7 months without speaking unless it was on official X-men buisiness, then Jean's additude had made a change for the better. Now, the two women were friends again, but it was Rogue whom Ororo thought of as a sister and close friend. Ororo did have to admit that on occasion their relationship had more of a mother/daughter likeness, but it was still a bond Ororo enjoyed.

Scott held the position as both women's brother-figure and good friend, making a rather interesting friendly triangle. Of course, there had been rumors initially that Rogue and Scott thought of each other as much more than friends, but those had been squashed soon enough.

When Rogue spoke again, Ororo looked up, only to find that Scott had come to stand behind Rogue. She was just in time to catch the end of Rogue's answer to whatever Scott had asked. "...around lunch time tomorrow. Ah tried t' get her t' come earliah, but she has some stuff she needs t' get done first."

The smile on Scott's face indicated that they must have been talking about Rogue's sister. Getting Scott's attention, Ororo gave him a smile. "Now if you're going to be stealing my help's attention, you had better be prepared to help out as well Scott."

Scott picked up Magnolia and moved the kitten to the other side of Rogue before kneeling beteween the two women. "Ahhh...Now I've got two beautiful women to talk to. I must be lucky."

Rogue swatted at Scott, laughing softly. "Now your soundin' lahke Remy!"

Scott covered his mouth, and Ororo could only imagine that behind the ruby quartz glasses he had his eyes wide open in feigned shock. Moving his hand away, Scott spoke softly. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"

Both women shared a thoughtful glance that had Scott wary. When a pair of bright blue eyes and a pair of emerald green eyes turned his way, it was all Scott could do not to back away slowly. "Welll...." Rogue began, the corners of her lips turned up in the hints of a devilish grin.

All three were laughing when Magnolia jumped across Rogue's legs and onto Scott's lap, causing him to jump at the unexpected flash of movement. Glancing down at the cat he noticed it was snuggling itself into a ball, obviously getting ready to continue her nap. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at Rogue. "It seems your fur-ball of a pet decided I make a good bed and pillow."

Rogue laughed softly and picked up the mentioned fur-ball. When the blue-green eyes of the kitten openned, Rogue scolded it gently. "Sorry Magnolia. Scotty ain't in th' mood t' be a piece o' furiture for ya t' sleep on."

Before Scott could comment, Ororo looked at them both. "Are you two going to help or chit chat and keep me from my gardening?"

The fact that she was smiling showed the weather-goddess wasn't truely angry with either of them. Rogue put Magnolia back on her free side and pulled out a few more handfulls of weeds, smiling briefly at Ororo. "Ah came out heah t' help ya, but Ah cain't speak for Scott."

Sighing as if assigned to some harsh fate, Scott shifted to a position where he could better help the two. "Well, I guess if my day is going to be spent doing work, doing gardening with two gorgeous women is definitely not the worst job I could get."

Only seconds later Scott found himself wearing the weed bucket as a hat, weeds now covering his lap, and dirt spattered what had, only seconds before, been a clean shirt. Glancing between two women, he pouted. "You couldn't take it as a compliment and leave my hair and shirt clean?"

"And when you're there with no one there to hold
I'll be the arms that reach for you
And when you feel your faith is running low
I'll be there to believe in you
When all you find are lies
I'll be the truth you need
When you need someone to run to
You can run to me

The grin that took over the pout when Ororo and Rogue started laughing completed the scene Remy saw when he rounded the corner of the house in his search for Rogue. Remy leaned against the wall until Rogue looked up, having sensed him being there. "Ya need somethin' sugah?"

Had Remy been of the jealous type, this scene would have sparked that green-eyed monster into play. It was bad enough to him that his Rogue had taken to spending more time with Scott and Magnolia than Remy himself, but if this was any indication, Ororo seemed to be fond of the trio as well. Remy had been the ladies man of the mansion for quite some time; Always the one to joke around with them or annoy them to no end just for his own amusement. During the past few months though, Scott had started to come out of the shell he had worn since he had joined the X-men. Then again, Rogue could have that effect on a person when she was in one of her more lively moods.

The slight scratching feeling at his shins caused him to look down, and the sight that greeted him was Magnolia clawing at his jeans. Rogue's laughter had the Cajun looking at her, and she smiled at him. "Looks lahke Magnolia wants ya t' pick her up."

Wary of the ball of fluff, Remy picked her up, avoiding those sharp little claws as best he could. To say the least, Remy was surprised when Magnolia curled up in the arm he had shifted her to. The look he gave Rogue was full of obvious curiousity.

"She's been lookin for a comfy spot t' curl up since Ah got out heah. Scott ain't in th' mood t' be a bed, so Ah'm guessin' she thought you'd do nahcely instead."

Remy grinned. "Guess even de cat got good taste, eh chere?"

Rogue laughed softly, shaking her head. "Whatevah ya say sugah."

Gambit couldn't keep a frown from crossing his features when Scott poked Rogue in the side, causing her to laugh softly as she tossed a weed she had just pulled at him. Ororo took notice of this and warned Rogue telepathically. When Rogue's green eyes looked back at him, Remy forced the frown back into a grin.

Come on Remy...calm down alright? Its a nahce day, don't ruin it bah playin th' jealous boyfriend. 'Sides...you'll wake up your new friend if ya ain't careful.

It took Remy a second to realize she meant Magnolia, who was now purring softly as she slept. Smiling at Rogue, he forced any jealous thoughts out of the forefront of his mind. Bien sur, mon chere. Mais...sometimes it can't be 'elped. I don' remember you laughin' like dat when I touched you.

Rogue continued pulling weeds, acting as if she wasn't conversing with Remy telepathically. Sugah...Don' ask meh t' explain, but th' way you touched meh brought back bad memories of a time Ah'd rathah forget.

This time Remy couldn't help it. A frown appeared and stayed put even when Ororo looked up at him. Her blue eyes looked between Rogue and Remy, realizing they were talking to each other. Rogue's face betrayed no emotion, but she glanced up when she "felt" Ororo looking at her. Rogue smiled at Storm, but her eyes still held a hint of the far away gaze that signaled telepathic communication in most cases. Although, with Rogue it could simply be anther persona trying to assert its self. Rogue turned her attention back to the weeds in front of her, leaving Remy to his own thoughts. Having three high-alpha class and one omega class telepath's powers made any mind like clay to Rogue, but it was a power she could sometimes live without.

I'll be the sun
When your heart's filled with rain
I'll be the one
To chase the rain away

Hearing footsteps behind her, Rogue turned, the enhanced night vision Remy's powers gave her kicking in to see into the darkness of the living room. All that could be made out clearly was a woman's figure. But the height gave the identity away. Only two X-women were that tall... Ororo and Psylocke. And it wasn't likely Betsy would be downstairs this time of night.

When Ororo walked into the kitchen, Rogue smiled briefly at her friend, then went back to digging in the refridgerator for a snack. Hearing the soft purr of Magnolia, Rogue glanced over her shoulder. Ororo was stroking the kittens head as she reached behind a stack of rarely used plates for something. When the weather-witch pulled out a bag of unopened Double Stuf Oreos, Rogue immeadiately abandoned her search.

Storm set the cookies on the counter and reached for two glasses. "You might as well grab the milk Rogue." Storm tossed a smile over her shoulder. "Those cookies taste better with it, don't you agree?"

Rogue nodded and reopened the fridge to grab the milk before letting the door fall closed. Once the milk was on the table, Rogue picked up the bag of Oreos. A claw popped out of Rogue's hand, surprising Ororo to the point she almost dropped the glasses she was holding. Rogue used it to cut the bag open before letting the claw retract.

Once the milk was poured, both women took a seat at the table and munched silently for a few minutes. When Magnolia decided to jump onto the table and drink some of the milk out of Rogue's glass, the relative silence was broken by laughter. Getting up, Rogue got a small bowl down and poured a bit of milk into it for the kitten. Noticing she had Ororo's attention, Rogue tilted her head as she sat down. "Somethin' ya wanna talk about Roro?"

Ororo smiled, caught. "I was wondering how your powers were doing. I haven't seen you practicing lately."

Rogue shrugged and took another bite of Oreo. Swallowing, she smiled. "They're fine Ro. Ah've been meditating instead of practicin' as much lately. But Scott's makin sure Ah do use th' danger room an' what not atleast one extra time than the schedule has meh down for."

Storm nodded, then grinned. "And here Remy had thought you got off easy when it came to the danger room sessions."

Rogue laughed softly, brushing her bangs away from her face. "Yeah." Her expression sobered a bit. "Then 'gain...Remy doesn't have all th' powahs Ah do t' worry about eithah."

Ororo put a hand on Rogue's shoulder, claiming her attention again. "I would say you've done better than any other person I know, myself included, might have in your situation, Rogue. As I've heard many say before, your mental strength is to be applauded. None of us have any idea how you've managed to keep yourself in control, for the most part, all these years."

Rogue smiled ruefully. "It ain't been easy, Ah c'n tell ya that. 'Speically with some of th' personas. But it seems t' be th' stongah villains that are able t' take over...nevah any of th' 'good guys.'"

Ororo nodded in agreement. "I've noticed. But you now control their powers, do you not?"

Rogue shrugged. "Sure. But sometimes Ah wondah if havin' this powah is worth riskin' mah sanity. If Ah evah loose control, or anothah supervillain takes control o' meh, Ah could cause chaos anywhere an' everywhere without havin' t' be there. 'Sides, what's th' point o' meh bein' a powah house lahke Ah am? Ah'm not as trained as some o' th' othahs who'd probably handle this bettah than Ah have."

That got a frown out of the weather goddess. "Rogue, I honestly believe you couldn't be more mistaken on that. Think about this. If it was the professor, we'd have great cause to worry, especially after the Onslaught crisis. Wolverine...Goddess only knows what that would be like. Remy, he'd use it to his advantage whatever way possible. Bobby? He'd probably go to downtown New York and show off." That brought a laugh from both women. After the burst of laughter had calmed, Ororo looked at Rogue seriously. "But you, Rogue? With your original power you learned a semblence of control over the urge to use your powers. Mainly because it was painful, but it was a control whoever holds as many powers as you should possess. You treat the powers as a last resort...Something for after you've used Ms. Marvel's powers or the training you recieved from various mentors. No other mutant I know, with the possible exception of Scott, would do so."

Rogue watched silently as Ororo got up and cleaned up the mess. Tilting her head, she posed a question. "What about you Roro? Wouldn't you keep a tight rein on them? Aftah all, ya do it every day with your control on th' weathah."

"Perhaps I might. But not like you do." Ororo smiled as she headed for the door to the living room. Pausing briefly in the doorway, she turned back. "Those powers were meant for you, child. I don't even have to ask you to use them wisely."

A few moments of relative silence passed as Rogue listened to Ororo head back up stairs. Glancing to Magnolia, who was curled up in her lap, Rogue smiled. "Looks lahke Scott an' Logan ain't th' only two who completely trust meh with these powahs aftah all, eh sugah?"

A/N: Hope you enjoyed Chapter 1. Look for more soon.