WaRZoNe
-By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men, but I wanted to know how can I get a date w/ Johnny from the movie? And why in the hell did you omit to put my fine assed Gambit in it? Oh yeah, and a date w/ Hugh Jackman wouldn't be bad too!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews, they made me happy. Oh yeah there was an article in Time magazine about ff. Net, its on pg F14 in the family section. Oh yeah, and uz can e-mail me @ yobear2k@hotmail.com, but put something in the subject so I don't delete it "accidentally".
ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEACE OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter V
Lifting her camera from its hook, she turned the knob and opened the whitewashed oak door.
"Ma', I'm leavin', ok?" she asked leaning her head against the doorframe as she waited impatiently for her response.
"Where are you going?" her mother asked facing her daughter's turned back.
"Out," she sighed pushing back her long ebony curls, "and maybe ta' Rogue's."
"Ok, but watch out for those damn muties, they're dangerous!"
"Whatever." She sighed rolling her eyes at her mother's narrow mind.
Leaving the house, she twisted down the broken stone walkway and opened the shed door. Stepping inside, she closed the door and drew the heavy black curtain. Flipping on the red light (not that type of red light) and began to search around for her negatives. Finally placing them in a storage box, she took out a fresh roll of black and white film and placed it inside the camera. Extinguishing the light, she pulled open the curtain and left the shed.
Pushing back her messy curls, she gazed up at the midday sky. Breathing in the freshness of the new day, she let a smile mingle at her lips. Her mind kindled with a natural passion as she stared at the beauty not usually seen.
Feeling the tough concrete under her heavy soled boots, she reveled in today's beauty. Bringing the camera to her eye, she adored the different perspectives and emotions she could catch with each snap. By the time that she'd reached the mansion, the roll of film was already full.
Pressing the doorbell, she could hear the soft wind chimes tinkling inside.
Ororo came to the door smiling. "Well hello Soliel," she smiled using her proper name, "Well Gambit and Rogue aren't here right now, I think they're at Bill's. But you're welcome to wait until their return."
"Thanks." She replied walking inside. Going towards the Rec room, Sunny suddenly turned back. "Hey Ro, is their any black and white film in stock?"
"Uh," Ororo pondered, " try Rogue's room, or the photography class."
"Thanks." She smiled redirecting her steps to Rogue's room.
Swinging the large oak door open, she smiled to herself. Rogue's was the most interesting room in the whole of the Xavier Institute. The three girls were so opposite each other, they couldn't even agree in a single theme.
Plopping herself on her best friend's bed, she opened the nightstand drawer in search of the elusive film. Steadily searching, she heard a gentle clicking noise behind her.
Turning, she noticed the artsy screensaver on Rogue's laptop. Playing with the built-in mouse, she wondered if Rogue had left her a note.
A long document appeared suddenly on the screen in Microsoft Word. Scrolling upward, Sunny read the lengthy letter:
7/10
…Sometimes, I find myself getting lost in the beauty of him. Maybe he'd turn his head, and I'll study his profile. From his strong chiseled square jaw, to his lush chestnut spikes. The sharp-looking stubble growing on his chin in its manly 5 o'clock shadow to his perfectly curved lips that I yearn to touch.
He's only been here three weeks, and I'm already falling for him. Sometimes I wonder why I'm even crushing over this guy? He hasn't even made the slight overture that he feels the same for me, yet I want him so badly! Sunny would kick my ass if she'd realized that I knowingly lied to her and still crushed on her like interest. I know I shouldn't be doing this, and I tried to stop, but it's just so hard! Every time that he faces me, I just want to die!
It's not as is my attraction towards him is w/o precedence, but it makes me so ashamed. As strong as I am, why did I make it so easy for these emotions to consume me? How could I, who won't let anyone or anything touch me, let him touch me so deeply in my whole and in my heart? How could I have allowed his voice and his person to burrow so far within me that I can't escape his grasp anymore?
I feel so lost! How in the hell did my simple life get so complicated? How did my simple disposition grow so complex?
I wish this hadn't happened. I wish I'd never met him and my life was the same. He makes me cry, he makes the stone heart that I used to bear crumble, falling as a light dust on the floor. He makes me hate my powers; he makes me hate everything about myself!
There's so much that I want to say; yet I can't find the words to express them. I must go now, sorry for the oddness of this…
-Rogue
Staring at the screen, conflicting emotions raged a war in her mind. She loved Rogue and was concerned about these feelings, but Rogue lied to her and has really deep feelings for Gambit.
~***~
He sat beside the window, gazing at the birds as they jumped from limbs. He envied their free spirits. He also envied their ability to fly from their uncomfortable dispositions to eternity. Oh how lucky they were!
"Professor, did you call for me?" Asked a faint voice behind him.
Turning in the heavy metal wheelchair that he now mastered, he faced her.
From the first day that he'd ever known Miss Ororo Monroe, he'd made decided that she was the most beautiful and intelligent woman that he'd ever met. Her creamy mocha skin contrasted sharply with her flowing, brilliant white locks. Her unique, clear blue eyes danced like jewels against her dark skin, accentuating her unusual beauty. From the way that she held her head to the arch of her back, she reminded him of a Nubian Queen.
"Yes Storm." He replied, his voice free from all emotion.
Striding over to the scarlet couch, she sat herself down, and crossed her legs. Her endlessly long legs were covered by a shapely knee length gray pleated skirt, while her torso was clad in a white tank, with just the tiniest bit of her cleavage showing.
The Professor sighed to himself, also for as long as he'd known Ororo, she hadn't been attracted to him or any other man that he'd known. There were occurrences in her past that discouraged any male companionship whatsoever.
"Well, I have decided to take a few weeks off," he began, "I was thinking maybe the first three weeks of the semester, that way the Brotherhood would expect me to be here…"
Storm's ice blue eyes searched his weary face. He did look tired and in great need of a vacation. He certainly worked for it.
"…So I was wondering, with me gone, we need another person of authority to come and help preside over the adolescents. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going up to Alberta and getting Wolverine to come back with you."
"Why me?" she asked, not really in the mood to trek up to the cold mountains of Canada in search of a temperate Neanderthal with a colorful vocabulary. "I'm sure that sending Jean would be a lot more successful…"
"Not only would she and Scott not agree with you, but I believe he would prefer your companionship on the trip rather than hers." His blue eyes searched her as she pondered it over in her head. Finally after some long moments, he asked, "Will you do it?"
"When will I leave?" she asked, staring up at the ceiling.
"Tomorrow afternoon."
"I'll go." She whispered standing up.
"Thank you."
"No need to thank me," she smiled, making his heart light, "Its not a chore, I enjoy Logan's company. He's a great man, and I'm sure that Rogue will be ecstatic to see him."
Xavier smiled as she exited the room silently, heading towards her room to pack, no doubt.
~***~
Closing the heavy oak door, Sunny fought to regain control of her emotions. How dare Rogue be so selfish? She had the greatest boyfriend in the world, how could she gamble all that away on a guy that her best friend was into?
*I thought she was my friend? I thought she wanted me to be happy? She lied about the way that she felt, and now she's lying to Bobby and flirting with him! I thought she understood what being a true friend and a girlfriend meant!* Sunny thought to herself.
Just then, a measure of laughter whisked past her. Sunny knew that laugh; she'd heard it so many times in her life. The laugh was trailed by a low husky voice. They were getting closer.
Running to hide behind the building, she peeked over and watched them as they approached. Rogue had her arm tucked under Gambits as they laughed their way up the driveway. They were surprisingly comfortable with each other, not the slightest bit of anxiety peeked through their exteriors.
Turning, upset to see the looks past between them, she took out her cell. Pressing the digits angrily, she brought it to her ear, listening to the ring.
"Hello?" a male's voice asked at the other end.
"Hey Bobby, it's Sunny," she began, "we need ta' talk, it's about Rogue…"
TBC…
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but prison has really kept me occupied. I'm trying to write up some short stories and new chapters, so there may be some time before I get other chapters up.
P. S. happy b-days to Nikki, Ashley, and Aisha, hope sweet 16s were fun!
P. P. S. I PASSED MY SWIM TEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men, but I wanted to know how can I get a date w/ Johnny from the movie? And why in the hell did you omit to put my fine assed Gambit in it? Oh yeah, and a date w/ Hugh Jackman wouldn't be bad too!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews, they made me happy. Oh yeah there was an article in Time magazine about ff. Net, its on pg F14 in the family section. Oh yeah, and uz can e-mail me @ yobear2k@hotmail.com, but put something in the subject so I don't delete it "accidentally".
ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEACE OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter V
Lifting her camera from its hook, she turned the knob and opened the whitewashed oak door.
"Ma', I'm leavin', ok?" she asked leaning her head against the doorframe as she waited impatiently for her response.
"Where are you going?" her mother asked facing her daughter's turned back.
"Out," she sighed pushing back her long ebony curls, "and maybe ta' Rogue's."
"Ok, but watch out for those damn muties, they're dangerous!"
"Whatever." She sighed rolling her eyes at her mother's narrow mind.
Leaving the house, she twisted down the broken stone walkway and opened the shed door. Stepping inside, she closed the door and drew the heavy black curtain. Flipping on the red light (not that type of red light) and began to search around for her negatives. Finally placing them in a storage box, she took out a fresh roll of black and white film and placed it inside the camera. Extinguishing the light, she pulled open the curtain and left the shed.
Pushing back her messy curls, she gazed up at the midday sky. Breathing in the freshness of the new day, she let a smile mingle at her lips. Her mind kindled with a natural passion as she stared at the beauty not usually seen.
Feeling the tough concrete under her heavy soled boots, she reveled in today's beauty. Bringing the camera to her eye, she adored the different perspectives and emotions she could catch with each snap. By the time that she'd reached the mansion, the roll of film was already full.
Pressing the doorbell, she could hear the soft wind chimes tinkling inside.
Ororo came to the door smiling. "Well hello Soliel," she smiled using her proper name, "Well Gambit and Rogue aren't here right now, I think they're at Bill's. But you're welcome to wait until their return."
"Thanks." She replied walking inside. Going towards the Rec room, Sunny suddenly turned back. "Hey Ro, is their any black and white film in stock?"
"Uh," Ororo pondered, " try Rogue's room, or the photography class."
"Thanks." She smiled redirecting her steps to Rogue's room.
Swinging the large oak door open, she smiled to herself. Rogue's was the most interesting room in the whole of the Xavier Institute. The three girls were so opposite each other, they couldn't even agree in a single theme.
Plopping herself on her best friend's bed, she opened the nightstand drawer in search of the elusive film. Steadily searching, she heard a gentle clicking noise behind her.
Turning, she noticed the artsy screensaver on Rogue's laptop. Playing with the built-in mouse, she wondered if Rogue had left her a note.
A long document appeared suddenly on the screen in Microsoft Word. Scrolling upward, Sunny read the lengthy letter:
7/10
…Sometimes, I find myself getting lost in the beauty of him. Maybe he'd turn his head, and I'll study his profile. From his strong chiseled square jaw, to his lush chestnut spikes. The sharp-looking stubble growing on his chin in its manly 5 o'clock shadow to his perfectly curved lips that I yearn to touch.
He's only been here three weeks, and I'm already falling for him. Sometimes I wonder why I'm even crushing over this guy? He hasn't even made the slight overture that he feels the same for me, yet I want him so badly! Sunny would kick my ass if she'd realized that I knowingly lied to her and still crushed on her like interest. I know I shouldn't be doing this, and I tried to stop, but it's just so hard! Every time that he faces me, I just want to die!
It's not as is my attraction towards him is w/o precedence, but it makes me so ashamed. As strong as I am, why did I make it so easy for these emotions to consume me? How could I, who won't let anyone or anything touch me, let him touch me so deeply in my whole and in my heart? How could I have allowed his voice and his person to burrow so far within me that I can't escape his grasp anymore?
I feel so lost! How in the hell did my simple life get so complicated? How did my simple disposition grow so complex?
I wish this hadn't happened. I wish I'd never met him and my life was the same. He makes me cry, he makes the stone heart that I used to bear crumble, falling as a light dust on the floor. He makes me hate my powers; he makes me hate everything about myself!
There's so much that I want to say; yet I can't find the words to express them. I must go now, sorry for the oddness of this…
-Rogue
Staring at the screen, conflicting emotions raged a war in her mind. She loved Rogue and was concerned about these feelings, but Rogue lied to her and has really deep feelings for Gambit.
~***~
He sat beside the window, gazing at the birds as they jumped from limbs. He envied their free spirits. He also envied their ability to fly from their uncomfortable dispositions to eternity. Oh how lucky they were!
"Professor, did you call for me?" Asked a faint voice behind him.
Turning in the heavy metal wheelchair that he now mastered, he faced her.
From the first day that he'd ever known Miss Ororo Monroe, he'd made decided that she was the most beautiful and intelligent woman that he'd ever met. Her creamy mocha skin contrasted sharply with her flowing, brilliant white locks. Her unique, clear blue eyes danced like jewels against her dark skin, accentuating her unusual beauty. From the way that she held her head to the arch of her back, she reminded him of a Nubian Queen.
"Yes Storm." He replied, his voice free from all emotion.
Striding over to the scarlet couch, she sat herself down, and crossed her legs. Her endlessly long legs were covered by a shapely knee length gray pleated skirt, while her torso was clad in a white tank, with just the tiniest bit of her cleavage showing.
The Professor sighed to himself, also for as long as he'd known Ororo, she hadn't been attracted to him or any other man that he'd known. There were occurrences in her past that discouraged any male companionship whatsoever.
"Well, I have decided to take a few weeks off," he began, "I was thinking maybe the first three weeks of the semester, that way the Brotherhood would expect me to be here…"
Storm's ice blue eyes searched his weary face. He did look tired and in great need of a vacation. He certainly worked for it.
"…So I was wondering, with me gone, we need another person of authority to come and help preside over the adolescents. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going up to Alberta and getting Wolverine to come back with you."
"Why me?" she asked, not really in the mood to trek up to the cold mountains of Canada in search of a temperate Neanderthal with a colorful vocabulary. "I'm sure that sending Jean would be a lot more successful…"
"Not only would she and Scott not agree with you, but I believe he would prefer your companionship on the trip rather than hers." His blue eyes searched her as she pondered it over in her head. Finally after some long moments, he asked, "Will you do it?"
"When will I leave?" she asked, staring up at the ceiling.
"Tomorrow afternoon."
"I'll go." She whispered standing up.
"Thank you."
"No need to thank me," she smiled, making his heart light, "Its not a chore, I enjoy Logan's company. He's a great man, and I'm sure that Rogue will be ecstatic to see him."
Xavier smiled as she exited the room silently, heading towards her room to pack, no doubt.
~***~
Closing the heavy oak door, Sunny fought to regain control of her emotions. How dare Rogue be so selfish? She had the greatest boyfriend in the world, how could she gamble all that away on a guy that her best friend was into?
*I thought she was my friend? I thought she wanted me to be happy? She lied about the way that she felt, and now she's lying to Bobby and flirting with him! I thought she understood what being a true friend and a girlfriend meant!* Sunny thought to herself.
Just then, a measure of laughter whisked past her. Sunny knew that laugh; she'd heard it so many times in her life. The laugh was trailed by a low husky voice. They were getting closer.
Running to hide behind the building, she peeked over and watched them as they approached. Rogue had her arm tucked under Gambits as they laughed their way up the driveway. They were surprisingly comfortable with each other, not the slightest bit of anxiety peeked through their exteriors.
Turning, upset to see the looks past between them, she took out her cell. Pressing the digits angrily, she brought it to her ear, listening to the ring.
"Hello?" a male's voice asked at the other end.
"Hey Bobby, it's Sunny," she began, "we need ta' talk, it's about Rogue…"
TBC…
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but prison has really kept me occupied. I'm trying to write up some short stories and new chapters, so there may be some time before I get other chapters up.
P. S. happy b-days to Nikki, Ashley, and Aisha, hope sweet 16s were fun!
P. P. S. I PASSED MY SWIM TEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!