Chapter 12: The good and The Bad
Hey, long time, no see, eh? Yes, I know this is really because of events on my hands, but these end-of-semester finals le suck, and not to mention the invasion of family! I'm gonna go nuts with all these people crammed in here! Ah, but this is my one sanctum, my breath of air that sets me straight. So, I'll add to this (can't promise too much of this, though) before re-fending off people. So, on with the show!
Oh, and I've decided to dedicate this chappy to all of those he read and review this, because you rock my world. Think of this as...an early Christmas present, kind of. Thanks to all who've stuck with this. I can't say thanks enough. Kudos to you!
The smell of her hair was intoxicating, addictive as hell. Logan breathed in deep, lying next to her as he soaked in her warmth, her essence. He could do this forever. He leaned over slightly and stroked her soft, milky skin. She shifted slightly in her sleep, and turned to look at him, wide eyes opened. She smiled, and wrapped her arms around his wide torso. He growled playfully, and twisted so he lay on top of her, kissing her delicate flesh. She shrieked slightly in surprise, and twirled his hair in her fingers. Grinning wolfishly, Logan looked at her, kissing hard on Rogue's lips, then moved down her jaw line to the nape of her neck. She breathed deeply, and surrendered to him.
Logan looked over at Rogue, who lay breathing hard next to him, but smiling slightly. "Well," she began, a hint of pleasure in her voice, "that's always one way to provide a distraction."
He smiled at her, loving every bit of her at that moment even more. "You know you liked it."
Rogue laughed. "Well…yeah."
They chuckled together, quietly, and Logan leaned in for another round of snogging. Rogue leaned back, and catching sight of the alarm clock on the nightstand, let loose a slight yelp.
Logan looked concerned, following her line of vision to the clock's digital face. "Damn! It's that late already? Storm'll have our asses if we get caught. We've got to get you back. Rogue," He said, noting the look in her eyes. "Really, we're being watched enough as it is. This was great, but we need to get you back. I'll be surprised if no one noticed your disappearance by now."
"Fine," she mumbled, collecting some clothes that were scattered around the room. "But the Logan I knew wouldn't have given a damn about Storm's opinion."
"Well, the Logan you knew didn't have to worry about someone else's well-being. Honestly, what d'you think people will assume if they see you like this?"
"Fine. But I'll need some new clothes. You kinda ripped mine…last night…"
"Right."
Striding to where an oaken dresser stood in the corner, he found a worn undershirt and some jeans, and tossed them to her. Nodding thanks, she slipped into them, and he smiled seeing her in them. "You can keep 'em."
"Thanks."
She looked a moment at the torn dress, then tossed it into a sack, and slung it over her shoulder. She looked at him, and then seemed to find herself in Logan's grip, kissing passionately. Logan mentally shook himself, then gently pushed her away. "Go."
Rogue smiled again at him, then left, leaving behind her strong scent and a slight feeling of longing in Logan. He wondered how in such a short time he could've become such a tame person compared to the wild beast he'd been when Jean had died. But he didn't want to think about Jean. Jean wasn't here now. Rogue was.
He fell backwards on the bed, and smelled her pillow deeply. Ahhh, that smell was intoxicating.
She managed to get down the hallway without running into another mutant. Fortunately, they were taking advantage of the weekend by sleeping in big-time. The floorboards right outside Rogue's door, however, ripped out a good creak as she rested her hand on the handle. But no one was awake to hear, and Rogue slipped inside the room stealthily, shutting the door with a soft snick. A small sigh escaped her as she leaned against the door.
"Hey Rogue."
"GAHAHHHHHHHHHH!" Rogue started as Kitty exited the adjoining bathroom, and stared slyly at her roommate. She shook her wet hair out of her face, and turned to pull it up.
"So," Kitty began, eyeing her roommate, a coy smile playing lightly on her lips. "How was last night?"
Rogue remained silent, and moved towards the edge of the nearby bed.
"Wait…you were with Warren, right?"
This time, Rogue looked as if about to answer, but rammed her mouth shut and merely nodded slightly.
Kitty raised an eyebrow, and walked to the window, then spun on her heel and marched over to Rogue. "Yeah, uh-huh, that's why Warren was down here a couple hours ago looking for you to see if you wanted to go to brunch with him and a few other seniors. So don't bullshit me with that. Where'd you go last night then, hmm?"
Rogue shrugged, and then looked up at Kitty. Something in her eyes, as well as the familiar looking ensemble hit Kitty like a sack of bricks. So that's where she was.
Rogue knew that look. "What are you thinking Kit-Kat? Er…why…"
"So how is Logan doing these days?"
She blushed furiously, trying to maintain control of her emotions, but failing. Kitty knew she'd hit pay dirt.
"Yeah, I thought so. Was he happy to see you? Well, I suspect he was, that was some kiss you shared-"
"KITTY! WHY"D YOU STICK AROUND? YOU REALLY SAW THAT? CAN'T A GIRL GET PRIVACY AROUND HERE?"
"Well, maybe if her roommate wasn't me…maybe."
Fine. So Kitty knew. She was bound to learn sometime. "Fine, it was Logan. Not that you need confirmation. But," Rogue paused threateningly. "You'd better clamp down on this piece of information, I'm warning you, or –"
"Okay, okay. So…How was it?"
Rogue looked shocked, but started to laugh. "Amazing."
"Really?" Kitty answered in mock suprise. Rogue socked her in the arm, laughing all the same. "Yeah, amazing. Way better than Bobby was, or ever will be."
And there they sat, the two of them laughing. They stopped short, however when a soft knock sounded on the door. Warren's head poked in, and Rogue broke out in a faint blush. He smiled at them, and said to Rogue, "Hey, I thought I heard you two. I was wondering if you were hungry, cause maybe we could go get something?"
Rogue cocked her head. "But wait, didn't you go get brunch or something? I thought Kitty-"
"Yeah, I was, but I wasn't in the mood to go eat sushi this early with the rest of them...But in the end, I just hung around here, waiting to see if you might want to do something later."
"I know," He continued, louder, as Rogue opened her mouth to comment. "That you don't want to date, and that's fine with me, but what's a brunch or two between friends?"
"I...guess, but really, I'm not hungry. I was actually going to work on that paper for 'Ro's class..."
"Hey, I still need to do that too, why don't we go to the library and do that together?"
"Umm..." Rogue shot a discreet pleading glance at Kitty, who got the message.
"Actually, Warren," Kitty intercepted, "some of the girls and I were going to kidnap Rogue later, and take her out. You know, since her break up with Bobby, she hasn't been the happiest.You know, the whole 'girls' night out, no guys allowed'. Sorry to spoil the suprise, though, Rogue. You don't mind, do you?" Kitty ended, feigning the perfect amount of bashfulness and hope.
"Er...no, I suppose I don't mind. Well, I'll see you then Rogue. Enjoy yourself."
"Great, I'll try. See you."
"Bye."
As his footsteps faded away down the hall, Rogue grinned wickedly at her friend. "That was some kick-ass lying! Seriously, I half-believed it myself!"
"Thank you, thank you very much." This recieved an eyeroll from Rogue.
"Yeah, okay Elvis."
"Yeah, but I figured you probably didn't want to hang with Warren after last night's adventure..."
"Yeah, yeah, enough. I need to shower if you don't mind."
"Be my guest." Kitty waved her arm in the direction of the bathroom, giggling. Rogue rolled her eyes yet again, and shut the door.
"Hey, I didn't know you could do such thinks with your eyes Rogue, I guess that's why Logan loooves you!" Kitty shouted at the closed door.
"Shut it!"
A long shower had been just what the doctor ordered, as Rogue stood brewing about last night's activities. She kept going over in her mind the most minute details, over and over, as the hot water ran over her. Eventually, it ran out, and she grabbed a towel and got out. She felt amazingly refreshed, completely renewed of sleep and strength. It was glorious. As she threw on a pair of clean sweats, and ran a comb through her damp hair, she remembered the passion behind Logan's kisses, the tenderness. He'd picked her to love, and she revelled in it. He was simply amazing.
Rogue found the room empty, much to her liking, and curled up with a book. It'd been awhile since she'd read, and it was nice to lose herself in someone else's problems. She followed the intense drama of a girl whose family had abandoned her, and how she found love after harsh mistrials and abuse. All in all, it was a fairly good book. But somewhere in the middle of the passion, she found herself thinking again of Logan, and slowly began to drift off...
She woke much later to find her room black and empty. The moon shone through the window, a faint crescent, and silence engulfed the room. But something felt wrong. There was something off, not quite right about this. Rogue couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it was something.
A slight rustling noise from the door distracted her, and she found herself looking at nothing. It's all in your-
Rogue didn't finish her thought, as she screamed silently at the face lingering next to her. He smiled softly as she tried to bite his hand without success. He let loose then a slight chuckle, and he shook his head. "My dear Rogue," He began, a lilt in his calm demeanor sending a shiver down her spine. "Do not fight me. You have been chosen above all others to help the sanctification of our planet."
You sound like a damn cult leader or something, she thought bitterly.
"It will all be over soon. There will hardly be any pain." His voice then grew suddenly cold. "But if you resist, or make any mistake at all, I ...just ...might... make...a mistake of my own.If you resist, I can assure you that those who reside here will no longer be safe. And I would be very unhappy to have to carry out such a threat, but do not doubt that I will, if the need arises."
Then blackness overwhelmed Rogue, and she slipped deep into her subconcious. The figure smiled sadly down at her, and he kissed her forehead lightly. " But I am sorry that it had to be you, my dear. I am sorry."
Ooh, a bit of a cliffhanger there, eh? I thought that this could do with one, seeing as it's the holiday season after all, and we could do with one of these! I want to see how many of you can guess who came in in the end, though I'll bet you'll have no trouble. It's kinda obvious, at least to me. And I just realized, this is the longest one yet! Man, am I proud! And I like the way this one turned out. I'll be wanting some reviews please, though I don't want to be pushy. So, I'll try to update soon, but in the meanwhile, have a good holiday season.
-Kat