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Marie's POV

The mansion was getting unbearable. The windows seemed much thicker and much more of a barrier to the outside world than they once had been years ago. Of course I could go outside, but I'd never really go outside freely and act like the kid I never got to be. But let's be honest, I didn't need a skipping rope or a ball to feel like a kid, everything in a girl's teen years comes down to boys, and thus, I wanted a boy. After years in the same place, the same school, the same home, you start to feel like you're running out of options. Mutants date mutants, afraid of what human's would think if we ever revealed our true selves, so I pretty much considered every boy around my age in the school. I dated Bobby for a while, but Kitty snatched him up before I got the chance to really evaluate our relationship, I dated John for about a month, but he was so full of himself I could barely stand it, and then there was Warren, who was a few years older. He was very sweet, caring and selfless, but we never really had a connection. A couple other mutants had been on my radar for a long time, but everyone pretty much couples up for fear of being alone, and sadly, after I had exerted all of my available options, it was slim pickin's around these parts.

I wasn't about to go out to the nearest club and pick up a man, if they ever found out about my powers, I'd be too scared to get near them, and they'd be too scared to go near me. Then there was Logan. I liked older men, they were always a turn on in movies, books and romance novels, but I never really considered the fact that a young girl like myself would be able to keep a relationship with a guy 30 years my senior, let alone Logan who was probably a hundred years older than me.

What was a girl to do when she had no options left? Online dating. It seemed simple, get to know the guy well enough before I actually had to go out and have any immediate contact. If it didn't work, I'd move on to the next gentleman who happened to have a nice picture. I barely had any money, who would hire a mutant? So my only option was a free dating site called " ".

It was a Saturday morning and I decided to get up early and create a profile, answering the questions that seemed so blatantly unimportant, yet could possibly point me in the direction of my future husband.

What is your username? I don't want to put my actual name... geez, this was gonna be harder than I thought. I tried to think of something creative, but "sugah_stripes_16" was all I came up with. Wow, real creative, Marie! Okay.. that was painless, now, onto the next.

Age? 18 (Why would I lie... I have nothing to lose)

Interests? Um, watching Football, Hockey, painting, music.

What you look for in a partner? (Wow, getting right down to the nitty-gritty) Kind hearted, nice personality, sweet and rugged.

After many more questions regarding my personal views and things I'm looking for, I reached the end of the page. Choose a Profile Picture. Oh, wow, do I really want to put a real picture? I saw some of the other profiles displayed on the side, and many of them didn't include actual pictures of their faces, just decorative pictures like mountains or flowers. I clicked on random picture and it selected a picture of some pink high tops, fine, that'll do.

I hit submit and my profile was officially online. Good, now all I had to do was wait for a match. I headed down to the common room to hopefully play some pool with Jubes, and take my mind off of my anxiousness regarding the dating site.

Logan's POV

This school was like a prison. A prison that had alcohol, a danger room and a bunch of hot chicks. Unfortunately, after having my way with many of the staff members including Miss Jean Grey, Storm, and a cured Mystique, who was now part of our team, just to name a few, I was through and unsatisfied. It's no secret that I've had my fair share of broads. Mostly one night stands that occur in bathroom stalls, motels, and the occasional dark alley, but it now seemed more evident that I wanted more.

Dating had never been my strong suit, being courteous, quick witted and a genuinely nice guy, wasn't really my style. If a girl asked me something I didn't particularly think was any of their business, you can bet your ass I told them off, well, the Wolverine did. I had exerted all of the options at this school, but I didn't feel like myself lately. I wanted a real connection with someone, a deeper connection. Of course I considered Marie, everyone in this whole goddamn school had considered her, she was cured, touchable, there could be something more, but she was just a girl, and I couldn't play into her little crush on me, or I'd just hurt her, I knew it.

Online dating was for pansies, men that weren't real men and had to hide behind a computer screen to find love, but I hadn't exactly had any luck finding it any other way, so I decided, on a whim, that I'd try it. You'd be surprised the kinds of things you can find on the internet, but I hadn't exactly found the site the way anyone would think. The restrictions on this school's wireless internet was a vivid reflection on how proper and sophisticated the professor is, so that means no social networking sites, no YouTube and especially no porn sites. A couple of times, when I was really desperate, I had resorted to visiting a dating site called " " and jerked off to pictures of hot girls, so I was already familiar with that site.

"Do it Logan, don't pussy out! Just put yourself out on the line and catch a goddamn woman!" I told myself over and over, then finally decided just to do it.

What is your username? Username? Okay, fine, um... I sure as hell ain't gonna put my real name out there, anyone looking for me, and there are lots, could find me. Um... uh... "cage_fighter_69" . Real classy, Logan, 69, but whatever. On to the next.

Age? Oh fuck this. Um, 30? Uh, fine, 30.

Interests? Watching sports like Hockey and Football, shooting pool, cage fighting, music. That should do.

What are you looking for in a partner? "Marie" I thought, it was true, but I'd never type it. Nice personality, younger woman, likes to have fun, sweet face. That didn't sound like a complete asshole response, that's fine.

A few more minutes filling out more stupid questions and I was done. Good, now just wait. I sat, staring at the computer screen for minutes, waiting for a 'ping' or a 'bloop' or a 'bing', anything to tell me I had a message... but nothing. I decided to go and get a beer from the fridge and work my way down to the rec-room to chat with Marie, the best fuckin' part of my day.

* Little did they know, "UMingle" had worked it's magic and found them both a match. Congratulations "sugah_stripes_16" you have been matched with "cage_fighter_69".

Narrator's POV

Marie came back to her bedroom slightly after 2 o'clock and slumped into her bed after her usual flirtatious conversation with Logan. He still looked at her as if she was a kid, but she wasn't at all, she was now an adult, with needs and desires, stronger than anything he could imagine.

She started to drift into a nap when an unusual sound caught her attention, "Ping, ping, ping!" the sound rang and she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her computer screen was blinking with a red envelope with wings popping up. A match.

She raced over to the desk and clicked on the envelope, Congratulations, you have been matched with "cage_fighter_69". Marie's eyes glistened. "Cage fighter?" she thought, "Logan's a cage fighter... it's my very own knock-off Logan!" she gasped. She noticed that her match hadn't selected a picture, which left a blue square as his profile picture, but she hadn't exactly shown her true self, so why should he.

Logan returned to his room to eagerly check his profile, and surprisingly, he had a match. He opened the virtual envelope and read the message, Congratulations, you have been matched with "sugah_stripes_16". "Woah, sugah stripes, eh?" he laughed to himself, he thought it sounded cute. He looked through her profile and gasped, "Age: 18". Logan's eye brows shot up... wow, young, but she could be lying, lots of girls lie about their age. The thought that it could be Marie, hadn't even popped up in his mind, a part of him still believed she was dating Warren, the way they always talked with one another, and the way his mind wanted to convince him she wasn't an option.

Marie gasped as she saw his age, "30". She set her preferred age on her profile as somewhere between 18 and 30, but she never expected the max, she was just allowing room for more options. Although there was an age difference, she didn't let that stop her. When you're a mutant, you take what you can get. She wasn't sure how she should start their online conversation, so a simple "Hi there" was all she could muster up.

sugah_stripes_16: Hi there

She waited for her match to respond, she didn't even know if he would respond, if he would look past her and chose someone else or just ask her out right there. They both got a few other matches, but none really interested them. Pictures are worth a thousand words, and most of the words for the other profiles were "creepy".

Suddenly another "ping" sounded from Marie's computer.

sugah_stripes_16: Hi there

cage_fighter_69: Hey, how are ya?

Marie was beaming.

sugah_stripes_16: Good, and you?

Logan's heart was racing, and he didn't even know this chick... or so he thought. Although Logan was a tough as nails Wolverine, he had a soft side, which had taken up more of him over the years, especially when he was with Marie.

cage_fighter_69: Not bad, what's up?

sugah_stripes_16: Not much, watching tv, what about you?

cage_fighter_69: Watching the game. What's your name?

"God, did that sound creepy?" he thought. Marie scrambled to come up with a fake name, somehow this whole online dating thing still scared her, so she used her middle name.

sugah_stripes_16: Anna. What's yours?

Logan wasn't interested in running into any 'ex' bar floozies who may be searching for love on this site, the ones that remembered him from his fighting matches in Laughlin City. All he needed was for a woman to go, "Oh my god, Logan? Logan the cage fighter?" and he would have someone claiming to be pregnant with his child, so he used his first name, which je ad neglected to tell anyone since he found out about his past, not even Marie.

cage_fighter_69: James.

Marie needed to be up front about her insecurities. She needed to know whether this guy could follow her own 'rules of online dating' before getting too serious.

sugah_stripes_16: This is gonna sound super crazy... but I know people are supposed to be matched and then go out on a date... but I'm still new to all this stuff and I was wondering if we could just talk for a while... ya know, before we get together.

Logan was actually happy, he wasn't ready either. He wanted to fall in love with 'Anna' as a person, and not just meet her, fuck her, and then leave like usual.

cage_fighter_69: No problem, sounds good to me.

sugah_stripes_16: :) Sorry about this being so short, but I have a class to go to now, but I'll log on and talk to you later, okay?

Marie had a Danger Room session in about 10 minutes and needed to get ready.

cage_fighter_69: I've got a class too, actually, I'm teaching one soon. Talk to ya later. :)

Both of them logged off. Marie was completely unaware that the class she was about to attend, was going to be taught by none other than her internet stud.

Logan headed down to the Danger Room, excited for a class with his favourite person, Marie. Through the entire session, he couldn't wait to go back to his room to continue the conversation he was having with Marie's replacement, 'Anna'.