The next morning Rogue's was in an even worse mood than the one she had been in the day before; if that was possible because she had been in a pretty foul mood the day before.
At breakfast Scott and Logan cornered Kitty as she was pouring milk over her cereal and gave her a quizzical look, before either of them could ask the question that they were dying to know the answer to Kitty went on the defensive.
"She wouldn't tell me anything. The only thing she told me was to mind my own dam business and to not like bother her with trivial questions."
"Dam," Logan muttered after Kitty had left the two men alone. "I guess I'll have to talk to her, but it'll have to wait until next week."
"Why?" Scott asked in a tone of desperation.
"Chuck wants Jeanie and me to leave on a mission in an hour."
"I can talk to her and then if that doesn't work you can try talking to her when you get back." Scott said thinking fast.
"Why?"
"Why what," Scott asked feeling slightly confused.
"Why would you offer to talk to her first?"
"I don't think I can take another four hours of this let alone four days."
"Alright just don't say anything to make her angrier than she already is."
"I do know how to talk to women Logan," Scott snapped.
"Just saying. No need to get your panties in a twist Boy Scout."
"Ha ha that's funny tin for brains," Scott countered, he had become use to Logan's insults and nicknames for him several years ago.
"Just promise me that you won't say or do anything to make her madder than she already is Cyc."
"Fine, I promise that I won't say or do anything to make her madder than she already is."
~A New Kind of Mutant~
12:00 A.M.
After twisting and turning for what felt like hours Scott finally gave up on the illusion of sleep and went downstairs for a midnight snack.
Scott headed straight for the frig upon entering the kitchen, not even bothering to turn on the overhead light. Opening the freezer door he looked for the pint of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough ice cream he had bought and hidden from thieving hands last week. Cursing under his breath, when he found it missing, Scott slammed the freezer door shut and jerked open the frig door. He grabbed one of Logan's beers popped the tab and drained it and then grabbed another one. He nearly choked on it when a voice behind him spoke.
"Logan's gonna kick your ass if he comes back and you've drunken all of his beers."
Spinning round Scott came face to face with a pair of dark emerald-brown green eyes. Rogue. She was sitting at the island in the center of the kitchen eating his ice-cream.
"What are you doing up?" Scott asked as he sat in the high backed metal bar chair across from her.
"Couldn't sleep. What's your excuse?"
"Same as yours." Scott said looking at her pointedly.
"What?"
"Whose ice cream?"
"Yours and it's delicious." Rogue said with an evil smile on her face as she licked the excess ice cream from her lips to prove her point.
"Now that's just mean." Scott said as he put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair.
"Severs you right."
"Why?"
"You sent Kitty up to question me."
"That was Logan's idea not mine."
Rogue gave him a look that said, 'Yeah right,' before saying, "Either way you didn't stop her and I ended up having to listen to her go on and on about how hot you are in swim trunks.
"What!"
"You didn't know? She's had a major crush on you for the last three years."
"No."
"I'd avoid being alone in a room with her if I were you."
"Why," Scott asked, dreading the answer that he knew was to come.
"To quote her, I'd do him anytime anywhere. Even if it meant jumping him in the library."
"That's just wrong," Scott said groaning as he slid down in his chair.
"Isn't it?" Rogue asked with a smile.
"God you're evil!"
"I know! Isn't it great?"
At that comment Scott let out a bark of laughter. Glancing at the clock on the oven Rogue groaned, "Oh great," in a voice dripping with sarcasm when she saw that it was now one o' clock in the morning.
"What?'"
"It's June first."
"So?"
"It's my twenty-first birthday."
"And that's a bad thing?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"What are you doing to celebrate?"
"Logan was going to take me to a bar, but that's out now since he and Jean are on a mission."
After several minutes of silence Scott spoke, "I'll take you."
"You?"
"Yeah," Scott said then asked, "Why not," when she started to giggle.
"Sorry I've just never pictured you as someone who would ever set foot in a bar."
"Logan's not the only one who knows how to have fun around here."
"If you say so."
"Come on it'll be fun. You only turn twenty-one once."
"Alright. What time?"
"Around seven?"
"Isn't that a little early?"
"Not if we catch a movie or eat first."
"A show and a bar?" At Scott's nod Rogue continued in her heavily laden Southern accented voice, "I do declare Mister Summers you sure know how to treat a girl right!"
"Just don't tell anyone I do have a reputation to keep." he said with a grin before they both fell over laughing.
"Alright sug I'll keep it to myself. The garage at seven?"
"That's fine."
"Thanks Scott," Rogue said as she stood. She put her spoon in the dishwasher and threw away the empty ice cream container, before stretching and saying, "I'm going to bed. Night."
"Night."
~A New Kind of Mutant~
7:00 P.M.
At seven that evening Rogue entered the garage and found Scott already there waiting for her by his bike. He was dressed in a pair of dark jeans, a plain white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, a pair of black boots, and his sunglasses.
"Wow," Scott said as he took in Rogue's appearance. She was dressed in a short white mini skirt that hit about mid-thigh, a white tank top, knee high dark brown leather boots, and a dark brown leather jacket that matched her boots to a tee. Her hair had been cut in a feathery wavy shoulder length style and instead of her normal part down the middle her hair was parted so that her two strands of white hair acted as bangs, falling over the right side of her face.
"Do I look alright?"
"You look amazing."
"You don't look to bad yourself Mister Summers," she said with a sexy little smile in her Southern accent.
"Shall we," Scott asked motioning to his bike.
"We shall." Rogue said with a small smile.
Once Scott was on she climbed on behind him and held on. When they hit downtown Manhattan Scott pulled over and turned to face Rogue as he asked, "Movie, dinner, or both?"
"Both; dinner at the movies. My treat."
"What do I have to treat too?"
"The movie and drinks."
"Alright let's go."
When they reached the theater they stood outside the box office arguing over which movie to see before finally deciding to see the new James Bond movie, 007.
After the movie Scott drove them to a bar he usually went to every now and then. The Zol Bar. Parking his bike Scott jumped off and then helped Rogue off. Inside Ted, the bar tender, waved at Scott and called to him, "The usual Summers?"
"Nah, two beers and two hurricanes."
"Really?" Ted asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's her twenty-first birthday."
"Scott!" Rogue yelped as she playfully punched him on the arm.
"Well it is."
"And who might you be?"
"Anna Marie."
"Well Happy Birthday Anna Marie."
Three hours later a slightly drunk Rogue and a completely drunk Scott stumbled out of The Zol Bar. Rogue, the less drunk of the two because of Logan's healing ability, drove them back to the mansion.
"Come on Scott let's get you upstairs," Rogue said as she helped a slightly less drunk Scott off of his bike.
A noise from outside made Rogue jerk, and she accidentally slammed Scott up against the back door of her brand new black Toyota 4Runner.
Scott gasped in pain and looked down at Rogue as he let out a strangled, "Ow!"
"Sorry I didn't mean to do that." Noticing how pale he had become Rogue asked, "Do you want to sit down?"
"Yes."
"Hang on a minute," she said as she moved Scott so that he was leaning against the rear of her SUV and opened the back passenger side door before helping him in and sliding in next to him.
They sat in silence for a while. Rogue was just about to say something when another noise made her jerk up against Scott causing her head to bang into his jaw.
"Sorry!" Rogue yelped as she turned around to face Scott. Somehow between apologizing and trying to get comfortable Scott kissed her.
Pulling away he rested his forehead against hers and asked, ""Is this alright?"
"Yes," Rogue said in a breathless voice as she pulled Scott's mouth back down to hers.
Scott moved so that they were in the middle of the seat as Rogue wrapped her long boot clad legs around his waist and positioned herself so that she was now sitting on his lap.
"Wait," she gasped when he went to lay her down on the seat. Pulling away for just a minute she reached over the back of the seat and grabbed a blanket before she laid it down behind her back. Scott laid her down gently along the length of the seat as one long arm reached over her head and pulled the still open door almost closed.
Sliding down her Scott pushed her tank top and bra up. His thumb brushed back and forth across the tender peak of her right nipple until it had become as hard as a pebble. He then lowered his mouth to her breast and drew her nipple between his teeth. After he had finished with her right breast he delivered the same attention to her left breast.
"Scott please," She gasped as she tugged at his hair when she couldn't take the pleasure his mouth was giving her a moment longer. Ignoring her he trailed open mouthed kisses from her breast to her mouth.
Without breaking the kiss Scott slid her skirt up and her panties down.
Rogue slipped a hand between their bodies and unbuttoned his jeans before pushing both his jeans and boxers down.
After what felt like an eternity he surged into her. His kiss masked the scream that emerged from between her lips. He began moving slowly in and out of her. Then his movement changed from slow and easy to hard and fast. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own and knew exactly what to do. As she reached her climax she let out a strangled yelp of pain, which sounded somewhat like Scott, when he bit down hard on her bare shoulder.
She sank her teeth into the tender flesh at the base of his neck to prevent herself from crying out when she felt her second climax take hold of her body as Scott reached his own climax. They lay exhausted in each other's arms for several minutes before Scott flipped them so that Rogue lay on top before falling asleep.
Later Rogue woke and slipped away before Scott woke up. Upstairs she showered and changed into fresh clothes. In her mind she recalled that she had made sure that any evinced of the fact that she and Scott had sex was gone before she had left the garage.
~A New Kind of Mutant~
6:30 A.M.
At breakfast Scott pulled Rogue off to the side and asked her, "What happened last night?"
"We saw a movie, had dinner, and went to a bar."
"I know that," he snapped at her. "Sorry," he muttered when he saw the wide eyed shock on her face, he had never snapped at her like that before. "What I meant was what happened after that?"
"I drove us home."
"Then why the hell did I wake up in the back seat of your car?"
"You were really drunk and I'm not really all that strong and you're really kind of heavy. I could only get you as far as my backseat and you said you'd sleep there." She muttered quietly while looking at his shoes.
"We didn't do anything?" Scott asked gently as he lifted her head until he was staring into her brown green eyes.
"No, we didn't do anything." Rogue said as she lowered her eyes ever so slightly.
"Rogue," Scott asked quietly as he gently raised her face up to his once more.
She was on the verge of telling him the truth when Kitty and Bobby walked through the kitchen doors yelling.
Dropping his hand away from her face as if he had been scalded he turned to the two and asked, "What's going on?"
It was Bobby who answered Scott's question, "Logan and Jean are back and they have something to tell everyone. The Professor wants everyone in the meeting room pronto."
When the four reached the meeting room it was to find that everyone was already seated.
"Jean and Logan have some news to tell us. Jean. Logan." Professor Xavier said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Thank you Professor," Jean said. "This doesn't have anything to do with the mission. Logan and I are getting married this December."
"Congratulations!" Ororo and Kitty cried as they raced over to hug Jean. Soon everybody expect for Rogue and Scott, who had already slipped out, were talking about the upcoming wedding.
"What about the Maid of Honor?" Kitty asked Jean.
Seeming to ignore Kitty's question Jean scanned the room before finally asking, "Where's Rogue?" When nobody answered she added, "I think I'll go find her." Then she left the room. She wanted to ask Rogue something and she really hoped that the young woman would say yes.