A/N: Hey I wrote this story last year, but there was some kind of error andI wasn't able to update it let alone access the story itself on my account. I'm gonna go about posting it back and update it as frequently as I can. Sorry about it all butI hopeit'll worlk out this time...

Mutual as Mutual Can Be – Ch 1 Beginning

Disclaimer: I do not and unfortunately will not own any of the marvel characters; I do however own this fiction story that is based on marvel characters but it will not be used in any way to be profitable.

It dawned bright and clear in Westchester. The birds were chirping happily as they flew from tree to tree enjoying the calmness of the spring morning. The sun illuminated the great wet lawns of the Xavier Institute. The previous nights' shower made the morning air crisp and humid. The calm morning isn't going to last forever as some of the X-Men soundly asleep in the X-Mansion are starting to wake.

"Aww, Gawd! Ah always get earliest Danger Room session!" the southern born, Rogue exclaimed tiredly, as she still lay in bed, head buried in the pillows in an attempt to block the annoying sound of her alarm clock. Not being able to hold out to its shrilling sound anymore, she slapped her fingertips against the clocks surface and it stopped abruptly. Groaning, she slowly got up and went straight to the shower.

Slightly more awake after the cold shower, looking into the mirror above her chest-of-drawers she drew her brush through her hair and blow dried it. Satisfied she then pulled on her yellow and green uniform, grabbed the matching gloves and went down to get herself some breakfast.

"Codmogning Ghogue" said Bobby brightly his mouth stuffed to the limit with frosted cereal. "mornin' Bobby" Rogue replied with a smile at how silly he looked with his cheeks protruding while trying with difficulty to chew and keep the food in his mouth and the same time.

"Ya know Bobby, ya could always swallow before taking another spoonful" she said looking at him with raised eyebrows. Bobby, however good he was with comebacks, he could only manage an even sillier smile. Rogue laughed, and turned away, took some orange juice out of the fridge, turned around and was face-to-face with those crimson eyes, a smile adorned their owners face.

"G'mornin' Chere" he said calmly not taking his gaze away from hers. He reached out and brushed a strand of her white hair out of her face. She put her bare hand in front of him "Drop it, Gambit! Ah ain't in the mood"

She walked around him Gambit however followed her with his gaze as she sat down at the table pouring some juice into a glass. She wasn't about to admit that she really did want him, she wanted to spend every minute of every day in his arms, savouring his scent, his warmth, his touch. She shook her head,

'Wha am Ah even thinking about him, something impossible, something that can never happen! He doesn't get it either! It just makes it harder when he keeps persisting! He knows Ah can't but he keeps doin' it…ugh!' she thought angrily as she buried her head in her bare palms.

"Chere? Chere? Y'okay? Rogue!" Gambit was shaking Rogue gently in an attempt draw her back to reality.

She looked up suddenly and pushed his hand off of her "Ah'm fine!" she retorted as she pulled on her gloves and exited the room, Gambit looked slightly taken aback as he stared after her. Logan who was sitting in the corner was staring disapprovingly at Gambit and gave a soft growl; Ororo on the other hand was looking at Gambit with sympathy in her blue eyes, everyone else in the room were staring at the empty doorway from which Rogue had exited.

While passing through the aluminium plated corridors on the way to the Danger Room, Rogue was muttering angrily under her breath. She didn't want to be rude like that, but he didn't understand that she just felt worse when he acted like that. Nobody knew how it was to be denied the most basic pleasures of life; how it was not to be able to dress as any other woman her age, or even have something as simple as a normal relationship with someone you cared about, someone you loved…

Rogue clenched her fist and slammed it frustratingly into the aluminium plated wall, leaving a fist-sized dent behind as she continued to walk through the dim lighted corridors, where the only sound was the pattern of soft 'cling' as she walked on the plated floor…and then the soft sob that came as she turned and entered the Danger Room.

A/N: I will update as soon as I can hope y'all liked it so far. It's strictly a ROMY . More adventure, romance and action in later chapters…happy reading - Violent-Flames ;). sorry about the error and delay and stuff before... Cheers!