Pink Robe Chronicles

Chapter 1

Choices and Robes

Logan woke up and glared at his door, even though his room was shambles as it always was there was one thing wrong instead of his robe hanging on the door there was a pink robe, it was ratty and worn and Logan recognized it, it was his yes but he hadn't seen it for months he had thrown it out after getting a new one for Christmas from Rogue. He had never known why she would give him a bath robe he never wore it out any where, but it hung dutifully on his door and was donned once a day for showers, still what was his old robe doing here? He yawned and stood up picking the robe off the door and sniffed it, the robe didn't smell different, and it didn't smell like it had been thrown out. Logan shook his head and pulled it off the hook to and opened the door to find his new robe lumped at the bottom where he hadn't noticed it. He picked it up and hung it on the hook and walked down the stairs with the pink robe in his arms headed to throw it away.

Scott stopped him in the hall, "Logan we have a meeting to day and…" Scott trailed off his eyes on Logan's arms, "what… is that?"

"It's my robe." Logan said defensively his arm clenching convulsively around the pink mass as if to protect it from Scott.

"You're rope?" Scot asked raising an eye brow over his sunglasses.

"Yeah. It is…" Logan growled and

Scott started to sinker and picked up a ragged sleeve, "this looks like its Rogue's old teddy bear or something."

"Fuck you," Logan mumbled and tried to side step Scott but Scott stepped in his way again.

"What are you doing with it?"

Logan hesitated for a moment and suddenly it hit him he couldn't toss it out again it was to much a part of him, "I'm throwing it in the wash."

Scott threw his head back and laughed and shaking his head walked off. Logan closed his eyes and sighed, why had he not just lied? Why had he told Scott the truth? He wasn't going to here the end of this. With another sigh Logan walked to the laundry and picked up his bag but his robe in it and dropped it back into the basket. The walk to the kitchen wasn't a long one but it took Logan longer the usual because if his thoughts.

Rogue sat her legs crossed in a chair at the table, "Hey Shuga' what's going on?"

Logan looked up from his thoughts to see Rogue in a baby doll dress with skin tone silk sewn into the bare parts to help protect from skin contact, "not much…" Logan pored him self a cup of coffee and sat down across from Rogue, "you?"

"Oh you know I herd Scott laughing about a robe or some thing what was that about?"

"He's on crack."

Rogue smiled at the old inside joke.

The meetings were all the same it wasn't special in any way for Scott to call pointless meeting's but this one seemed to have an existed air when Logan walked in, "and there he is!" Scott Snickered, "where's your robe Logan?"

Logan glared as Bobby and Angel Burst into laughter, "fuck you Slim" Logan turned on his heal and walked out moving quickly as her could with out looking as if he were running away from anything.

The woods smelled good, the soothing fall sent the sweet lingering smell of rot from the summer, it calmed him, he had too much on his plate as it was, he was teaching three different classes now and he didn't know anything about any of them, he stayed up till 3 every night studying so he could teach it the next day. He wasn't t stupid he just wasn't natural at learning he wasn't a genius like the Professor or Hank he actually had to work hard. Besides that he had finals to write, missions to do, school dances to DJ, and a summer training cores to plan. He didn't need shit off of Scott about his robe. He should go back to the mansion he should go back to teach his Advanced Art Class, he should but he wasn't turning around.

Kitty sat moodily in her art class where the Hell was Logan? She stood up, "I'm going to find Logan."

"Can I come?" Jubilee asked taking her nose out of her sketch book.

"Yeah come on." They walked out of the class room only to be stopped by Strom.

"Where are you two going?"

"To find Logan," Jubilee offered cheerily.

"Back to class he's just running late."

"Who's teaching us today?" Kitty asked readying herself for one of the many fights she had with Strom on a regular basis.

"Kurt." Storm walked off and Kurt walked in some what apprehensively.

"Alright…class… vhat have jou been doing lately?"

Scott walked in the forest looking for Logan; he was crafty and if he didn't want to be found he wouldn't be.

"Logan! Come on! I don't have time for this! My Trig class is starting in ten minuets!"

"Go take care of them then." Logan growled standing behind Scott his eyes dark and hands in his pockets.

"You… how did…. Kurt's covering your art class; you need to go teach it."

Logan shook his head and stepped closer to Scott, "Kurt can handle it."

Scott's heart pounded against his ribs, devoid of the thoughts he often had about Logan he was hot when he was angry, he was down right sexy, the way his body moved as he stalked closer hand still in his pockets, dam. Logan was scary too Scott new half of his excitement was fear but he'd never seen Logan like this, and now he new why Jean had let him flirt with her, because he was dam sexy.

"After all if I can then any one can."

"I…Logan…" Scott stepped forward too wetting his lips and wondering if this was wise.

"You got a problem Scott?" Logan growled low in the back of is throat and look a fist out of his pocket extending his claws slowly.

Scott pushed aside Logan's fist and moved in even closer, his heart pounded, the move had to be made fast, he had to know. He was moments away and then their lips met. Scott felt the painful bight of Logan's claws as Logan jumped back. Logan hadn't meant to cut Scott; he just had, on accident Scott had startled him why the hell was Scott kissing him in the first place? What was his angle?

"Logan?"

Logan stepped back further.

"Logan I'm sorry…. I just had to know-"

"Know? Know what? Am I gay? The fuck is wrong with you!"

Scott shook his head this was going no where, he was loosing his nerve and Logan was on the defensive now, Logan was out of his depth and it made him look less impressive.

"Never mind." Scott started to walk off but Logan took his wrist and Scott winced.

"Sorry about your arm…."

"'s not your fault." Scott tried to pull away but Logan's hand was still around Scott's wrist and his eyes were keen again like he was figuring out what was to happen next.

"Why'd you kiss me?"

Scott shook his head again, "I just wanted to know…."

Logan looked at Scott's profile for a moment and then leaned forward whispering into Scott's ear, "turning gay isn't going to easy the pain of Jean's death any." Then he was gone letting Scott's wrist go and walking off up the hill. Scott sighed he felt sick he couldn't understand how Logan had known. But then… for all Logan's faults he did know a thing or to about life… Scot shook his head one more time and fallowed Logan up the hill.