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Part One
I was in my room thinking over what had happened. The teachers were probably planning on leaving me behind, which is probably a good plan, but I don't care what they say. I'm going with them. As soon as we got back, I had started practicing my powers. I figured out how to control the shadows relatively easy. It's just that I have problem controlling them at a distance. On top of that, I figured out I had another power as well. Apparently, I can also secrete a type of poison from my fingertips. I haven't told any of the teachers yet, but I told Logan. Fortunately, I have that particular power under control. To be honest, I'm kinda freaked out about it. I mean, think about it, foxes aren't venomous, so what's with this power. I was brought out of my internal argument by a knock on the door.
"Come in." I said absently.
From my peripheral vision I saw both Breanna and Logan come through the door.
"Mission accomplished." She said.
I smirked.
"How long did it take him?" I asked.
"A day." She said smiling, "I got it all on film. He even begged. It was good. Shall I put it on you tube?"
"Yes." I said.
"Well then I'm off. I have to get home." She said, "I'll probably have to clean the entire house. Later."
She hugged me and ran out the door.
"She is messed up." Logan said when she was gone.
"Yeah." I said, "But so am I, so I can't really say anything."
"So do you have control over your powers?" He asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
"For the most part." I said, "I'm still having problems controlling the shadows that are farther away from me, but, other than that, I'm good."
"Good." He said then promptly captured my lips in a searing kiss.
I, caught by surprise, fell backward onto the bed and he followed after me. He licked my lips, asking for entrance, and I granted his wish. When I started running out of air, I pushed him off of me, which is not easy considering the fact he has metal coated bones.
"Kitsune no yuujin, we talked about this." I said, "We have to save Rogue, and, as much as I'd like to do what my fox side is telling me to" He grinned at that, "Rogue is a part of my skulk, and I have to save her before this goes any farther. Do you understand?"
He pouted and got off the bed.
"C'mon Logan." I said, "You look weird when you pout."
"I'm not pouting. I'm sulking." He said.
"You're pouting and it's very unbecoming for Wolverine to pout. It looks odd." I said and swatted at him with my tail, "Now perk up help me come up with a plan to get on the jet unnoticed."
"Use the thing you used to get unstuck on the train." He said, "I'll fill you in on the plan when we get in the air."
Now he just looked annoyed. I sighed and shook my head.
"What am I going to do about you? If it makes you feel any better it's not like I wanted to stop, but think about it." I said, "We have to save Rogue and, on top of that, the door was open and if Scott had happened to walk down the hall at that particular moment, we would have been thoroughly screwed."
"Why are you talking like that?" He asked.
"Oh yes. I never explained my various ages." I said, "Well my brain is separated into four ages: Three, Six, Seventeen, and Twenty-five. At any given time one of these ages may talk over as the brain's primary age. You've now encountered Six, Seventeen, and Twenty-five, the last of which is the one you're speaking to now and no. It is not a case of split personalities. It is just that my reactions to things change. To be honest, my actual age is the more rational one. It's strange really."
"So if I were to kiss you while you're like this-" He began.
"No." I said automatically switching back to Seventeen, "We have to save Rogue."
"Damn." He said, "Fine let's get you on the jet, so we can get her back and continue what we were doing."
"Good boy." I said and concealed myself in the shadows.
Part Two
For a telepath who uses a mutant finding machine, you'd think he'd of figured out I snuck on the jet. Well either he wasn't paying attention or knew I was there and knew he couldn't stop me. In any case, I got on the jet with no problems.
"We've got a stowaway." Jean said.
Or not. I though, Oh well. Too late now. We're in the air.
I revealed myself to be sitting next to Logan.
"Hiya." I said.
Scott looked at me then turned to glare at Logan.
"Why did you bring her?" He asked, "This is a dangerous mission and-"
"And it was my idea." I interrupted, "I know it's dangerous, but I can't just sit by and do nothing. Rogue's my friend and, more importantly, she's like family. Therefore, I feel it is my responsibility to rescue her."
He looked at me again.
"Well who's fault is it she was captured in the first place?" He demanded, "You at least attempted to help."
"So did he. It's not his fault he has a metal skeleton and is susceptible to Magneto's powers." I retorted.
"I still say it's his fault." He said.
I growled. I was always capable of it, but now it sounded eerily animalistic. My eyes narrowed in a glare.
"Stop being a prejudiced bastard." I said, "You have been looking for reasons to hate him the whole time I've known him. Get that stick out of your ass and maybe your brain will go back to being as normal as it can be. For now just shut up and deal with him because he's helping us and he doesn't have to."
"You are out of line and you're not even supposed to be here. You are still a student and you are not ready for an actual battle, and I'm sure he put you up to this" He said.
"No one can convince me to do something I don't want to do. Now, are we going to keep jumping at each others throats or are we going to put this aside and save Rogue?" I questioned, "Frankly, I don't think you are mature enough to do that."
He fixed me with his 'you are in so much trouble' look and I growled at him again. He turned back around and kept his eyes on the expanse of sky ahead of the jet.
"Thanks." Logan whispered knowing I could hear him.
"No problem." I replied, "I don't like him."
Dear Diary
I hate Scott.
Sivvy
