A/N: Well getting back to the plot…I kind of went off on a tangent last chapter, though the first part with Marie will turn out to be important. Also the rumor Aryan starts in this chapter, isn't just me being an ass…it has a point.
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men…unless I'm in one of my dreams….ahhh if only.
Chapter 9—Reality.
Logan woke up to Marie banging on his door, "Wake up damnit Logan! Wake up! I really need to talk to you." Logan pulled on a pair of jeans and stumbled to the door, what could be so damn important that she had to wake him up at 5:30in the goddamn morning. He unlocked the door and Marie came barging in, with tears running down her face, Logan automatically switched into big brother mode, "Calm down Marie, and tell me what happened." Logan gently ushered Marie over to the couch, and between sobs she told him about what she had done to Scott yesterday, "I don't know what possessed me to do something like that…I don't even like Scott."
"Shhh…shhh Marie, it's going to be fine, you just weren't thinking straight that's all…we'll go down and have a talk with Charles, he will no what to do." Marie nodded and followed Logan downstairs; they found the Professor asleep in his office with a book in his lap. Logan nudged the Professor, "Wake up Charles."
"What is it Logan and Marie?" Charles inquired with concern in his voice. After Marie had once again explained everything through tears, Charles asked Logan to leave. After some protest he left. Charles shook is head, he was afraid this might happen, "Marie, this incident is no fault of yours…I blame my self really…I should have warned you. Since you have be incapable of physical contact for so long it is only natural that now that it is possible you have a great desire for it…I believe this desire has manifested itself subconsciously, thus causing last nights actions."
Marie nodded, "Well what the fuck do I do about it?"
Charles sighed, "The only solution that I can think of right now is….you essentially need an outlet for your desire of physical contact."
"Are you saying I should get a hooker??"
"No, no Marie. I'm saying you should try a contact sport or something for the time being, until I can think of a more permanent solution." Charles ushered Marie out into the hall, nodded to Logan and went back into his office…he needed to find a better solution than contact sports, before something worse happened.
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Rogue had been excused from class…something about an extra project…whatever the case may be Aryan was sitting alone in Jean's chemistry class bored out of her mind. Jean was making the class do pointless seat work. And as if that wasn't enough she was making them do it in complete silence. While Aryan was doodling on her notes an idea hit her; she would see if Jean had been working on her defenses at all….Jean's mind held out a little longer than last time, but not long enough. Aryan took control and dismissed the class. When everyone had left she gave Jean back her own thoughts, "Better Jean. Defiantly not great, but you are getting better." Jean looked around at the empty classroom, "Did you really have to dismiss them? I still had homework to assign."
"Yes I had to, I was checking your homework."
"Well I've been working on it….its just hard to find the time!"
"Haven't you ever heard of multi-tasking? I want you to concentrate on being able to do two things at one…try talking and using your powers to begin with."
"Okay, I'll try."
"Don't try; either do it or don't do it. Well I'm going to enjoy the rest of the period off see ya Jean."
~*~
Rogue was down at the community centre taking a kick boxing class, she got to miss chem. And it was actually kind of fun. The Professor wanted her to try "various activities" he had even went so far as to schedule a bunch of different classes for her: kick boxing, boxing, rugby for beginners, wrestling, self defense, martial arts and list went on. The list was made up of mainly fighting, violent activities…defiantly no ballet for Rogue.
~*~
After his lessons Logan headed out for a walk, he needed some air after being stuck inside with those kids for hours on end. He found himself on the edge of the school's grounds, as he was turning back towards the institute he caught a whiff of something…something that defiantly didn't belong. As he looked around he spotted a black cat with yellow eyes running through the trees and off the grounds. There was no point in stopping her now…Mystique had obviously finished whatever she had been doing. He headed back to the institute to tell Chuck—who didn't seem overly surprised at all.
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Aryan laid down on her bed, she was getting bored of the institute…sure things had been exciting at first with spiteful Jean and everything, but now everything was repetitive, she need a new objective. She needed to raise a little hell. Hmmm…raise a little hell….she could get drunk off her ass, she could get in a fight with some chick, she could fuck around, she could be an all around pain in the ass, she could get in another fight with Jean, she could spread rumors about someone, what to do? She was defiantly in the mood for a fight…Aryan walked down to a common room, and waited just outside the door until some butch looking girl was heading out…and as the girl turned the corner Aryan bumped into her. The girl instantly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't see you."
"You damn well better be sorry, your fat ass could have ran me over."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me the first time."
"Do you want take this outside, bitch?"
"Sure, come on lets go." Before either of the girls got more than two punches in, Logan ran out and separated them, "Cool it you two. I don't know why you are suddenly bent on killing each other, but get over it…either stop it now, or we will go for a walk to the Professor's office. Your choice." Both girls stepped back and muttered, "Fine."
"Good. And if I hear that either of you two were fighting again, you'll wish I had of sent you to the Professor." The crowd and the other girl left Aryan and Logan standing alone, "what the fuck as that about Aryan?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? You looked like you were going to kill that girl, and it was about nothing! I don't think so…what was it about?"
"Nothing, I was bored and decided a fight would be a good thing to do."
"Are you serious??"
"Yeah."
Logan couldn't help but laugh, that was one of the dumbest excuses for fighting he had ever heard, "Just don't do it again, alright?"
"Don't worry I won't."
"If your bored why don't you do something constructive?"
"What like cage fighting?"
"How the hell did you know about….FUCK Aryan! I told you not to read my goddamn mind! I thought we had an agreement!"
"Calm down Logan! I didn't read your damn mind, I was just referring to cage fighting in general…not referring to what is no obvious that you cage fight. Shit, have a little faith in me."
"How the hell do you know what cage fighting is?"
"I grew up in bars in northern Quebec remember?"
"Right….sorry, I didn't mean…"
"You should have trusted me Logan."
"Yes, I should have…sorry Aryan."
"Damn right you should have."
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Logan was lying in his bed, it wasn't his fault that he hadn't trusted Aryan was it?? She had defiantly hit a sore spot, then again it looked like he had hit one too…with his lack of trust. He needed to get back in her good graces, prove that he really did trust her. Logan sighed, why the hell were girls so damn sensitive. Admitted Aryan was defiantly not your average girl…but for fuck sakes he had every right to be suspicious considering what happened when they first met…Logan swore and opened another beer.
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Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men…unless I'm in one of my dreams….ahhh if only.
Chapter 9—Reality.
Logan woke up to Marie banging on his door, "Wake up damnit Logan! Wake up! I really need to talk to you." Logan pulled on a pair of jeans and stumbled to the door, what could be so damn important that she had to wake him up at 5:30in the goddamn morning. He unlocked the door and Marie came barging in, with tears running down her face, Logan automatically switched into big brother mode, "Calm down Marie, and tell me what happened." Logan gently ushered Marie over to the couch, and between sobs she told him about what she had done to Scott yesterday, "I don't know what possessed me to do something like that…I don't even like Scott."
"Shhh…shhh Marie, it's going to be fine, you just weren't thinking straight that's all…we'll go down and have a talk with Charles, he will no what to do." Marie nodded and followed Logan downstairs; they found the Professor asleep in his office with a book in his lap. Logan nudged the Professor, "Wake up Charles."
"What is it Logan and Marie?" Charles inquired with concern in his voice. After Marie had once again explained everything through tears, Charles asked Logan to leave. After some protest he left. Charles shook is head, he was afraid this might happen, "Marie, this incident is no fault of yours…I blame my self really…I should have warned you. Since you have be incapable of physical contact for so long it is only natural that now that it is possible you have a great desire for it…I believe this desire has manifested itself subconsciously, thus causing last nights actions."
Marie nodded, "Well what the fuck do I do about it?"
Charles sighed, "The only solution that I can think of right now is….you essentially need an outlet for your desire of physical contact."
"Are you saying I should get a hooker??"
"No, no Marie. I'm saying you should try a contact sport or something for the time being, until I can think of a more permanent solution." Charles ushered Marie out into the hall, nodded to Logan and went back into his office…he needed to find a better solution than contact sports, before something worse happened.
~*~
Rogue had been excused from class…something about an extra project…whatever the case may be Aryan was sitting alone in Jean's chemistry class bored out of her mind. Jean was making the class do pointless seat work. And as if that wasn't enough she was making them do it in complete silence. While Aryan was doodling on her notes an idea hit her; she would see if Jean had been working on her defenses at all….Jean's mind held out a little longer than last time, but not long enough. Aryan took control and dismissed the class. When everyone had left she gave Jean back her own thoughts, "Better Jean. Defiantly not great, but you are getting better." Jean looked around at the empty classroom, "Did you really have to dismiss them? I still had homework to assign."
"Yes I had to, I was checking your homework."
"Well I've been working on it….its just hard to find the time!"
"Haven't you ever heard of multi-tasking? I want you to concentrate on being able to do two things at one…try talking and using your powers to begin with."
"Okay, I'll try."
"Don't try; either do it or don't do it. Well I'm going to enjoy the rest of the period off see ya Jean."
~*~
Rogue was down at the community centre taking a kick boxing class, she got to miss chem. And it was actually kind of fun. The Professor wanted her to try "various activities" he had even went so far as to schedule a bunch of different classes for her: kick boxing, boxing, rugby for beginners, wrestling, self defense, martial arts and list went on. The list was made up of mainly fighting, violent activities…defiantly no ballet for Rogue.
~*~
After his lessons Logan headed out for a walk, he needed some air after being stuck inside with those kids for hours on end. He found himself on the edge of the school's grounds, as he was turning back towards the institute he caught a whiff of something…something that defiantly didn't belong. As he looked around he spotted a black cat with yellow eyes running through the trees and off the grounds. There was no point in stopping her now…Mystique had obviously finished whatever she had been doing. He headed back to the institute to tell Chuck—who didn't seem overly surprised at all.
~*~
Aryan laid down on her bed, she was getting bored of the institute…sure things had been exciting at first with spiteful Jean and everything, but now everything was repetitive, she need a new objective. She needed to raise a little hell. Hmmm…raise a little hell….she could get drunk off her ass, she could get in a fight with some chick, she could fuck around, she could be an all around pain in the ass, she could get in another fight with Jean, she could spread rumors about someone, what to do? She was defiantly in the mood for a fight…Aryan walked down to a common room, and waited just outside the door until some butch looking girl was heading out…and as the girl turned the corner Aryan bumped into her. The girl instantly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't see you."
"You damn well better be sorry, your fat ass could have ran me over."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me the first time."
"Do you want take this outside, bitch?"
"Sure, come on lets go." Before either of the girls got more than two punches in, Logan ran out and separated them, "Cool it you two. I don't know why you are suddenly bent on killing each other, but get over it…either stop it now, or we will go for a walk to the Professor's office. Your choice." Both girls stepped back and muttered, "Fine."
"Good. And if I hear that either of you two were fighting again, you'll wish I had of sent you to the Professor." The crowd and the other girl left Aryan and Logan standing alone, "what the fuck as that about Aryan?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? You looked like you were going to kill that girl, and it was about nothing! I don't think so…what was it about?"
"Nothing, I was bored and decided a fight would be a good thing to do."
"Are you serious??"
"Yeah."
Logan couldn't help but laugh, that was one of the dumbest excuses for fighting he had ever heard, "Just don't do it again, alright?"
"Don't worry I won't."
"If your bored why don't you do something constructive?"
"What like cage fighting?"
"How the hell did you know about….FUCK Aryan! I told you not to read my goddamn mind! I thought we had an agreement!"
"Calm down Logan! I didn't read your damn mind, I was just referring to cage fighting in general…not referring to what is no obvious that you cage fight. Shit, have a little faith in me."
"How the hell do you know what cage fighting is?"
"I grew up in bars in northern Quebec remember?"
"Right….sorry, I didn't mean…"
"You should have trusted me Logan."
"Yes, I should have…sorry Aryan."
"Damn right you should have."
~*~
Logan was lying in his bed, it wasn't his fault that he hadn't trusted Aryan was it?? She had defiantly hit a sore spot, then again it looked like he had hit one too…with his lack of trust. He needed to get back in her good graces, prove that he really did trust her. Logan sighed, why the hell were girls so damn sensitive. Admitted Aryan was defiantly not your average girl…but for fuck sakes he had every right to be suspicious considering what happened when they first met…Logan swore and opened another beer.
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