Hello everybody, well this is my first LoganStorm fanfic, if you haven't noticed I have a black girl white guy theme going on, that's just my style. Well I hope you guys like this, I like to think Logan as tough very manly man that really is only after one thing. There will be a couple of flash backs, I know I could have left them out but I felt it made the story easier to right that way. And forewarned there will be a lot of Jean bashing, I just don't like her, sorry. I don't own xmen or the characters, just the story. And I know this probably not anywhere close to being right on when the gang met Charles but I like it this way so it's staying this way. I did get my inspiration from Soapy Harlequin's Forced and I swear I am not trying to rewrite what they did, if it seems that way I apologize.
That's what I want
"Jean, what the hell is wrong with you?"
Jean sighed and looked over lazily to the woman across the seat from her, as if she was wasting her time. "I don't know what you are talking about," Jean said, with a smirk.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, you and Logan. You are a married woman, for Christ sake. Just this morning you are telling me how in love you are with Scott and the next thing I know you are on your knees sucking Logan's dick, so I will say it again. What the hell is wrong with you?" Ororo was fuming with her fellow xmen; she never liked her to begin with, from the first day that Ororo was brought here by Xavier, she could tell that the redhead would be trouble and how right she was. She remembered that day very vividly.
20 years ago
"Jean, Scott can you come in here, please," Charles said in the young children heads.
Jean and Scott were playing house outside the professor's office, they had both heard the call but, little Jean turned and looked at her friend and said, "The Professor is calling us," stated the child knowingly. Not giving the boy a chance to respond started pulling him into the office and ran straight to Charles' wheelchair. "I came as soon as I heard," Jean said giving him the most dazzling smile a 5 year old could muster up.
"Good, now that you are both here, I need you two to be calm and welcome a new friend." Charles said getting right down to business.
"There is gonna to be another kid like us, Professor." Scott asked, looking quite odd with his ruby glasses askew from Jean yanking him through the door.
"That is right Scott," Charles said with a soft smile leaning forward to fix the young boy's glasses.
"Really, who is he," Jean chirped up really hoping it's a boy, so she would have to husbands to play with, so when she was tired with one she could move on to the other one.
"Well, her name is Ororo Munroe," Charles answered the girl, which as soon as he said that, Jean lowered her eyebrows and glared at the professor. Jean didn't want to share the attention with the boys in the house.
"When can we meet her?" Scott asked getting excited that there was another kid in the house.
"Right now," Charles said as he rolled his chair over to his desk and reached his hand out, then there was a caramel little hand in his and he rolled away to reveal a scared, pretty little girl, with shocking but beautiful white hair, Grinch green eyes and the smoothes caramel skin.
"Ororo, I would like you to meet Scott and Jean. They will be living with you, they are just like you."
Scott walked up to her ready to introduce himself, puffing out his chest at the pretty girl standing in front of him. "Hi, I'm Scott; you seem cool, so like you." Ororo giggled at the little boy's attention. Jean on the other hand, did not like the fact the little girl was so pretty and was getting her Scotts attention.
"Jean, will you come over and say hello?" Charles asked the glowering little girl.
Jean looked at the professor, then raised her chin and walked over to the still smiling little girl and cleared her throat, getting her attention.
"Hi, I'm Ororo, what's your name?" Ororo asked being polite and kicking off the introduction.
"What's wrong with your hair?" Jean asked rudely.
"Jean!" Charles snapped at the little girl. Ororo gasped and started to feel self conscious about her hair again.
"Professor, look at it, it's all white and stuff, not like mine which is pretty and long and red. Your hair is ugly. You're a freak." Jean sneered as she touched her hair.
"That is enough," boomed the professor, "Jean, you will apologize this instant, you know we never make anyone feel unwelcome here. Do you remember what it's like when your friends called you a freak, you didn't like it, I'm sure Ororo doesn't like it either."
Jean looked down at the floor and pouted, 'why is the professor yelling at me?' Jean thought to herself, 'I'm his favorite girl, he said so the other day, he knows she is a freak, he should be agreeing with me.'
"Jean, now," Charles said his voice dropping an octave.
"I'm sorry I called your hair ugly, I guess you're not a freak." Jean said looking at the dark little girl.
"It's okay," Ororo said with a soft little voice, looking at the little girl with kind eyes, despite what she had said, which made Jean even more angry, that the girl wasn't holding a grudge.
"Good, now go to your room," Charles said looking at the girl with serious eyes.
Jean grabbed Scott's hand, who was still trying to show off at Ororo, and shot out of the room.
"I don't think she likes me very much professor," Ororo said to the man. "I'm even a freak among people just like me."
"Oh, come here sweetie," Charles said reaching his arms out for the little girl with tears in her eyes; he pulled the girl onto his lap. "Now, you listen to me, you are not a freak, no matter what anybody says. Yes I know Jean can be a little strong and uncalled for, and don't like sharing the attention but you will learn to like her."
Now
She had known the women for 20 years and she still don't like her.
"I just don't get you, you have a man who does anything for you and loves you with all his being, and you still do him wrong." Ororo snapped looking at the women with honest confusion.
"Scott can handle himself, he knows nothing of it." Jean said rolling of the couch and stretching her long body like a cat, looking at the other woman with confidence in her eyes.
"He does know about, he knows everything about it. I was not alone when I walked through that door; Scott was with me when we found you."
Jean's eyes widened, the wind taken out of her sails. "Even if he did see me, so what, he didn't say anything so obviously he didn't care too much." Jean said recovering.
"Well if you had taken the time to turn around from what you were doing you would have noticed the look on his face, he was so hurt at what you did that he couldn't even muster up noise he just left."
"Oh, shut up!" Jean snapped walking up to the other woman, "Tell me how it is any business of yours about what goes on between me and Logan or my husband for that matter. The professor doesn't seem to mind so why should you."
"It becomes my business, when the professor leaves me in charge of the school while he is gone." Ororo said raising her voice stepping toward the redhead, making her back up a couple steps. "I will not have this house turned into a brothel because you are having marital problems. This is a school, if you have forgotten, children come here as a sanctuary and to learn, and if you can't control m yourself I suggest you get out right now." Ororo said her eyes becoming white as she talked, a strong wind started to beat the house, evidence to how angry she was getting.
"Charles would never throw me out of here, he needs me. And besides I have been here longer than you have, he will side with me." Jean said raising her chin in the air.
"I don't care what he does, just keep yourself in check." Ororo said finally leaving the room, with the intention of finding the other half of the problem.
"Wait until I find that man I am gonna tear him a new one," Ororo mumbled to herself as she rounded the corner running into a big wall of muscle.
"Careful, darlin'," said the big wall, as to powerful arms came around her waist and held her to him,"You have to be careful when you are walking you might hit something."
Ororo looked up and saw the object of her rant just a few seconds ago. Logan looked down on her with a smile. Ororo just stared back forgetting that she was supposed to be mad at him and looked at how handsome his face was.
"Logan," Ororo whispered.
"Yeah, darlin'" Logan said lowering his face to hers. Logan's nose brushing against hers snapped her out of her daze.
"Logan, we need to talk," Ororo said pulling out of his arms.
"Oh yeah? And what do we need to talk about?" Logan said leaning against to the wall crossing his arms.
"You and Jean, Logan, you can do things like that. If you haven't noticed Jean is a married woman."
"Yeah, I have noticed that and your point is?"
"Logan this is a school, I can't have people running around like they have lost their minds, and setting this type of example for the children. And you really hurt Scott you know."
"Well if ol' one-eye was giving it to her like he was supposed to then she wouldn't have come to me in the first place." Logan said lazily.
"So if they're having marital problems your gonna take it upon yourself to fix them, huh?"
"Look here, Storm-cloud, I can go to any woman I want to, married or not, if Jean wants it I'm gonna give it to her. What's to you anyway?" Logan said getting defensive.
"When Charles left he asked me to keep the peace here and I intend to do so, now can you do me a favor and keep it in your pants around here?"
"Sorry, baby, I am an animal with needs, and when the animal wants something I have to give it to it as soon as possible, and any willing woman will do."
"Then take your ass to a whore house and leave Jean alone." Ororo was getting really agitated.
"Oh, cussing Ororo that is so unlike you. But how about I compromise with you?" Logan said as he walked to her backing her into the wall behind her.
"What are you doing?" Ororo said as she squirmed trying to get away from the hard wall of muscle the trapped her.
"I am willing to meet you half way, I won't come fuck Jean talk to Jean, hell I won't even come near her anymore," Logan said taking a hold of her hands and bringing them to his lips, "If you let me come to you."
"Come to me how?" Ororo asked.
"Oh, you know baby, I can't always get away from the school, and since you don't want me messing with married women, why don't I just come to you. You're not married or seeing anybody. I think you will make a great substitute, you have a fat ass," Logan put emphasis by grabbing every body part as he said them," Huge knockers just made for sucking and your gorgeous."
"Are you crazy, why would I agree to do anything like that, I am not lowering myself like that."
"Hey it's your choice baby, Jean is a willing participant and she is very horny, she will always come after me like that. And think about what Chuck would think. He left you to keep this place in order and you couldn't even handle a low animal like me he could never trust again." Logan said using her love and respect for Charles to get her to see it his way.
"I will think about how about that." Ororo said pushing Logan off of her.
"Okay you can do that, but remember the longer you wait the more time I can play with Jean."
TBC
That's it for the first chapter, I hope it wasn't too rushed I feel like I am missing something to it. Well please tell me what you think I would love to here it.