Part Two
"What was so urgent Logan, which you had to see as early as possible?" Storm asked, stacking a bunch of papers up on her desk.
"Well, it's not that big a deal, really…but I guess urgent fits this," Logan sighed, standing awkwardly by the door.
"Sit down," she said, focusing on her work, rather than her fellow mutant. Logan made sure the door was shut tight and sat down on one of the chairs she had sitting in front of her desk, probably used for disciplining students who misbehaved. This got Logan off in dirty thoughts of Warren using something like a stick to discipline him. But he quickly shook off his thoughts and focused completely on what he was supposed to be talking about.
"I guess I should just get to the point- that'd be easier wouldn't it?" Logan said, waiting for a reply that would never come- so he just started off again, "I want to talk about the rule of no teacher-student relationships. Much to my surprise, I find myself in a…kind of fling with one and… I think I'm in love."
"Logan, you know I can't allow that, especially with somebody as unique as Rogue."
"Eh, Rogue?"
"Well I just assumed…I mean everybody always thought you two…might kind of have something there…apparently I'm wrong," she said, turning bright red, "But either way, it's against school policy."
"Even for love, Storm?" he said, almost gagging at how extremely…gay he was sounding.
Storm sat back in her chair, Logan could sense she was thinking about it, but all hope he had was shattered when she asked, "Who is the student?"
"You see, that's the hard part. It's not somebody you, or me for that matter, would have ever pictured me with or frankly, even talking too, because… they're a he." Storm gave him a face between somebody who wished to be serious and somebody who couldn't wait to burst out in laughter.
"I don't really know how to respond to that, except, who is he?"
"Warren," Logan said quietly.
"As in Warren Worthington the Third- like as in Angel?"
"Not as in him- him."
"That'd definitely would have not been my first guess…"
"Look, I didn't come here to talk about what you think, I just came to ask permission to carry on," Logan said, then mumbling to himself, "Not like we need it."
"I'm sorry, but not here, Logan. First of all, any relationship between a teacher and student is unacceptable and second- can you imagine having gay couples here- that get's people scared and upset and I can't have it."
"So you're saying it can't happen because it will scare people? Storm look around- we're all a bunch of mutant freaks who everyone wants dead and your scared about homosexual interests?" Logan snarled, jumping to his feet.
"I can't have it here. I'm the boss and what I say goes, I wish you'd respect that, but that's probably too much to ask from you," she said, surprisingly keeping a calm, steady tone.
"Right because I'm the monster- the animal- right?"
"Right now? It's getting there, yes," she shot at him.
"Well at least I'll have Warren to be by my side during this- unlike you- who only has a few rain drops and thunder clouds to depend on," he sighed.
"At least I'm not humping them like a homosexual freak," she hissed.
"Great," he said, walking to the door, "Thanks for accepting me as one of your own." He flung it open and walked out, letting it slam behind him. He went to his room, his face gaining more red by the second. Logan was pissed. He opened his door and jumped, seeing Warren sitting on his bed with a hopeful and anxious grin.
"What'd she say?" he asked excitedly.
"We're homosexual freaks," Logan said, with hardly any emotion at all.
"That is…surprising," Warren said, Logan could sense the disappointment in his voice.
"Look, I don't know what your thinking," Logan said, shoving some of his clothes in a duffle bag, "But I'm leaving and I'd be happy if you'd come."
"Really? You don't mind being a freak with me…?" Warren asked. Logan dropped his bag and walked over to Warren, cupping his face in his hands.
"Listen to me kid- and listen well- you are NOT a freak. Attraction is a funny thing, because you never know who you'll be attracted too…but this thing we got going, it's not just for fun, for me it's real and just because I want it to be like this forever, I'm not downing myself by buying into Storm's fucked up opinion. Got it?" Logan said, dropping his face and getting back to packing.
"So," Warren said after a moment, "Where are we going?"
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