Hey you guys, okay first of all, one of the character's in this chapter you may not recognize but I swear he is real. If you have The Marvel Encyclopedia then you will know who the character is, but if you don't then I'll just go ahead and tell you. He is one of Wolverines enemies. As you will soon find out.

Also, I'm not a big fan of cussing but sometimes you have to use it. So, if you see *, then it's part of a cuss word. If you can't figure out what the word is, then I'm sorry.

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Love ya'll~ Eternally Forgiven

Disclaimer: Don't own ANY X-men... wished I owned Victor Creed. :)

Chapter 3: The Mission

I stood stock still in the middle of the hallway, watching Victor's retreating back. I had no idea what had just happened.

He just kissed me... and then left! Without even saying something besides, "The meeting's in the conference room, in case somehting distracted you from remembering." Of course something friggin' distracted me! His lips!

I shook my head in frustration and tried to clear it. It was still a little clouded. My body felt tingly and I forced my self to move down the hallway to the conference room. I brain felt all mushy and I could barely comprehend what I was doing. I pushed throught the fog, trying hard to focus on the way to the conference room.

I came upon the door before I actually realized that I had walked there. Sure took less time than normal. I put my hand on the door and took a deep breath before I walked in.

Everyone was already gathered around the table. The projector screen hung down in it's normal place, white and blank. I glanced around seeing Victor standing in his normal corner, looking bored and like this was the last place he wanted to be. He picked at his nails lazily and I noticed his eyes sweep over me once before the returned to his hand.

Geez, he want even acknowledge me! What his problem? My mind raced. I was still wondering what had just happened as Wade flagged me down. I walked over to him, while trying to calm away the nerves that felt shot and the anger that bubbled slightly below the surface.

"Man you sure are lucky Stryker was late to this meeting. Which, speaking of being late, your almost five mintues late. What happened?" Wade whispered as I sat down.

I looked at him, still a little out of it before finally coming out of my little bubble. "Um, nothing." I lied smoothly. Wade gave me a look.

"Are you sure, you look kind of... electrified?" He looked over me once and I saw a line forming in between his eyes. "I want to know what happened. You don't look fine. Did he do something to you?" Wade looked almost furious now.

Gosh, he could be so protective, when he wasn't being annoying. "Jeez, Wade, calm down. I'm fine. Nothing happened." I tried to make my voice sound as honest I could and evade his question at the same time. Wade seemed to buy it, but only for now. I knew later, when we were alone, he would pound me with more questions. Wade looked away, but not before I saw him glance at Victor and give him the "Wade Eye", as Wade put it sometimes.

I looked over at Victor too. He was still leaning against the wall but now his hands were shoved deep into his pockets. He glanced my way and his eyes locked with mine. I reached out, cautiously, to touch his thoughts and felt... nothing

What the-? My eyes widened and I saw his face crack into the smallest of smiles. How? Is this even possible? He seemed to have read my thoughts as he smiled slightly wider. Victor turned away and a second later Stryker walked in. As he moved to the middle of the room, I was still staring at Victor, trying desperatly to fill his thoughts.

Gosh, when I finally want to feel him I can't! I was so frustrated but Stryker called the small chatter to a close and I turned to listen to him.

"Well, Logan, this entire mission may just be your mission." Styrker looked slightly amused, but Logan looked confused. "The Silver Samurai."

Logan's face showed no sign of anger, but I saw his fist curl into tight fist, his kncukles turning white under the stretched skin. His skin rippled slightly before it turned back into it's old smooth skin.

"We just got word this morning that he was trying to assassinate the prime minister of Japan." He paused for a moment to look at each and every one of us. "We'll be leaving tomorrow morning. Be ready. Alright?"

Everyone stood up at once, except for the Victor, who was the only one who was standing. Not that I noticed. Logan exited the room first and he nearly ran over Duke in the process.

"Hey, watch it," Duke mumbled.

Wade followed me closely out of the room and I saw out of the corner of my eye, Victor glance over at me.

"Okay, spill. Tell me every single thing that happended. What did he need to see?" Wade sounded kind of mad.

I shurgged my shoulders. As soon as we had left the meeting Wade had led me directly back to the traininng room. We now stood in the weights room, and I felt like a little getting caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Wade's shoulder were tense and I could see the stronge set in his jaw.

"Gosh, nothing happend Wade. I don't see why your so mad?" I mumbled while running my hand through my hair. I never lied to Wade. We could tell each other everything, but for some reason I still didn't want to tell him about how I felt about Victor... or what had just happened between us.

What just happened between us? I questioned myself.

"Iris," Wade stared at me real hard. "Stop avoiding the question. What. Did. He. Need. To. See?" Man, Wade was mad.

I picked through my mind, trying desperately to find something that would sound reasonable. "Why are you so worried about it. It's not like he raped me or anything." I said, tyring to by myself some time, but as soon as I said the words I wished I hadn't. A deadly looked crossed over Wade's face and he look me over once more.

I laid my hand, at what I hoped was a casual manner, over my stomach where Victor had touched me. I could still feel his hands there and the slight scratch marks that he had caused. Wade looked at me with flecks of anger still embedded in his eyes.

"He didn't... touch you, did he?" Wade asked and I could tell now he was trying to hide his anger.

I looked Wade real hard in the eye and laid my hands on his shoulders and squeezed slightly. I could feel my stomach churn at the lie I was about to tell him. "Wade, I don't want to fight with you. Victor didn't touch me in any way. Promise. And it was only a shortage in his lights. Idiot." I rolled my eyes, tyring to make him believe my lie at any costs.

Wade relxed and I thanked the heavens.

"Alright, but if he ever lays hands on you, I swear I am going to chop his balls off wit-"

Wade was interrupted by the door opening and Duke walked in with James at his side. They both stopped in the door and glanced at us.

"Woah, who's ever balls your chopping off, please just tell me their not mine." James said.

I smiled, happy that James and Duke had chosen to come into this room. They were saving me from having to lie anymore to Wade. If they wouldn't have come I feel I may puked all over the floor. I hated lying, especially to Wade and it always made feel queasy.

"No, not your balls, for now." Wade said and I knew he had moved on from our past conversation. "But if you keep wearing that ugly hat I'm gonna have to."

"Man, my hat ain't ever hurt you." James said.

Wade and James began to bicker back and forth and I excused myself to go to room. I walked purposly out of the room. I walked aimlessly, not really wanting to go pack, but not really wanting to be wandering the halls. I turned into the kitchen and stopped short as I saw Victor sitting in the chair at the table. His back was turned to me and he had his arms propped up on the table. I didn't move, I just stared.

I knew how much I liked him, but now I was confused . Does he like me or does he not? And what the h*ll was that crap he pulled back there?

"You know... if you take a picture, it'll last longer." Victor said, turning to face me. I roamed my eyes over his face once, glancing last at his beautiful green eyes.

I turned around, willing myself to pull away from the pull of his moss green eyes. I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a can of root beer. I went and stood beside him at the table.

"Alright, we need to talk." I started. I had to know how he felt about me and why he had just done what he just did.

"Talk away, I'm listening." He leaned back in his chair and I felt his eyes not to casually roll over my body. A slight shiver ran up my spine and I pulled down the sides of my vest, self consciously before I continued.

"Why did you... um..." I wasn't really sure how to say it. Why did you kiss me? Sure did sound a lot better in my head but as the words began to come out of mouth they sounded to wrong. I felt my face turn a little red.

Victor smiled and said, "I did it because I felt like it." He stood up and stepped in front of me. I leaned back more onto the table. He was standing so close. I could feel the heat coming off of his body and a slight brush of cloth on my legs. "I did it because your a very pretty girl, Iris, and you just looked so d*mn tempting sauntreing around in your tight vest and shorts." Victor laid a hand on my waist and stepped closer.

His other hand closed on my waist and he pulled me close to him, whispering in my ear, "You have no idea what that does to me." His hands were so warm and his body felt inviting pressed that close to mine. I resisted the urge to wrap my arms around him and press myself tighter to him.

Victor pulled away, though, and looked at me once more in the eyes before turning and leaving the room.

Alright, his exits are really starting to piss me off. I grumbled internally. Besides, just because I like him doesn't mean he can do whatever he wants with me. I turned on my heel, fuming a little at him, and walked back to my room.

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