Hey all!
I know it's been a while, and I apologize. I meant to get my other three stories updated before this one, but I think I'll break my own rules this time, since I left you in such an anxious position.
Logan looked up from his bike. "I figured I'd better get outta here before 'Ro ropes me into babysitting you and the king of hormones. And if I stay, he might get a bellyfull of claws."
Rogue laughed and pocketed Logan's keys. "What makes ya say that?" She asked, leaning up agianst his bike. She didn't want to tell him how much his approval meant to her.
Logan grunted and sat down on the tool bench next to his bike. It looked like this was going to be one of those talks. "Look, kid, even if it's not your first time, there's a lot of emotional shit that goes with this. I know you, you're not the type to lay down for anyone just because you're sexually deprived. And. . .I go out drinkin' with Remy all the time."
Rogue put up her hand, cutting Logan off. He hadn't really wanted to tellher what Remy had been doing anyway. He wanted her to figure it out for herself.
"Ah know he's a playah. Or a man-whore, at any rate. But it's diff'rent with me. If he didn't actu'ly like me, he wouldn'a spent so much time tryin' ta get me comfo'tahble 'round him. He wouldn'a put so much effort inta me. At least, Ah hope not." Rogue added at the end, trying not to chew her lip. That was one of the things she worried about. But she had to trust him not to hurt her like that. It was nessisary. Because if she couldn't trust him, she couldn't trust anyone.
The two sat there akwardly for a few minutes. The silence was full of thought and hopes. Finally Logan got up from the bench and sighed. "He hurts you kid, tell me. I'll hold 'im down fer ya."
The look on Rogue's face was priceless. He hadn't seen her actually smile too many times, and each time stood out in his mind. Her laughter made him chuckle along. Logan shook his head and went for the garage door, holding it open for Rogue. She slid off the seat of his motorcycle and handed him his keys back. Logan accepted the peace offering, giving Rogue a smile of his own; equaly rare, and maybe not quite as pleasant, making it even better.
"You better get back to the med lab. I think Remy's going to have a few questions." Logan pointed out. He watched Rogue blush a bit. He hadn't expected her to react like that.
"Ah think maybe Ah shoulda tried ta announce it anothah way, but. . .ya know how it is when ya get mad an' all ya want int he world is the perfect comeback, right?" Rogue asked, wringing her hands a bit.
Logan thought about this for a minute. He searched trough his memory for a time when that had been his main goal, and came up empty handed. "Nope. Sorry kid. Best come back in the world is a punch to the jaw with an adamantium laced fist."
Rogue giggled again, and made a mental note to stop that. No need to be all girly just because she could touch again. "Ah'll keep that in mind. See ya Logan."
Kitty was going to the kitchen for extra movie refreshments. After the excitment of hearing that Rogue could touch agian, she had settled down to watch chick flicks with the other girls. The young teeny bopper phased into the room, through the table, and through the big muscular Russian that was occupying one of the Dining room chairs. Hank was also in the kitchen, talking animatedly to Piotr in Russian. The congenial blue scientist had rushed up from his lab after looking at the clock and realizing that it was his turn to make dinner and that he'd better get started if he wanted to have enough food for everyone ready by dinner time.
Piotr made a face as Kitty passed through him. Kitty blushed and regained tangibility. "Like, totaly sorry. I was. . .yano. . .getting. . . food. I don't usually phase through people, unless i'm. . .yano, in a hurry, or getting shoved into a locker or something." Kitty said, before almost physically reaching up to shut her own mouth.
"I do not take offense." Piotr said quietly, after figuring out what Kitty had meant from what she'd said. "It was just. . .uncomfortable," he noted, looking at the slightly flustered young girl.
The sound of Hank preparing dinner was the only sound in the kitchen for the next few minutes. He was about to turn around and see if Kitty had left without her food when Jubilee gave him his answer without meaning too.
"Kitty, we're starving to death in the living room why. . .ooooh." Jubilee said, seeing Piotr and Kitty not looking at each other. "I guess I'll just leave you two alone." Jubilee siad with a smirk, before grabbing a bag of chips and runinng for the door.
The harrassed teenager sighed and sat down in anohter kitchen chair, and set her hed face first on the table. Piotr watched Kitty sit with her face pressed into the table and wished he knew what to do. His sister had never done that before. Piotr wondered exactly how out of his depth he was.
The basement halls rang with Rogue's steps as she walked back to the med lab. Hank had passed her on her way, but he'd, mercifully, not said anything. Rogue was about to give up looking for Remy when she saw him outside the med lab doors, leaning against the wall.
"Hey." Rogue said lamely, wondering what exactly Remy thought of her after her little anouncement. She wondered if she had gone up or down in his estimation,. and which way she preffered. Remy's face told her nothing, which worried her.
Remy shifted so his body fell away from the wall. He setteld on his feet and gave Rogue a slightly friendlier look. "'Lo, chere."
"Ah guess we gotta talk, huh?" She asked, inwardly getting her story together. This was, hopefully, going to be painless.
Remy shrugged. "If y' doan wann talk 'bout it, den we dona haff t'. It's not I own y' or not'in'." He pointed out, looking so much like a pouty little kid Rogue wanted to ruffle his hair and kiss his cheek.
Instead, she hugged him adn kissed him, breifly, on the lips. Remy wrapped his arms around her and leaned back. "So, chere, whacha want t' do?" He asked, smirking .
Rogue laughed and pulled out of his arms, grabbign one of his hands. "Talk. Ah wanna tell ya what happened." She announced, before dragging Remy to a place where they could sit down and be alone.
I swear I meant to say what happened then here, but I figured getting an update up quickly would be good. I'll try to get to the next part soon, I swear.
No reviews this time. Sorry. We're going for speed. But I'll probably dot hem next chapter.
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Panther Nesmith
