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Cajun Eyes
Logan rubbed the back of his neck, uneasiness evident in his features. "Professor we may have a bit of a problem." He spoke loudly so the Professor would hear him in the observation booth.
Xavier spoke into the microphone. "Yes, I know. I sent Storm down." Rogue didn't look over at the observation booth, afraid she would see the same looks of shock and horror on the faces of her team mates.
The doors opened to the danger room and Storm walked in. When Rogue looked at her, she was surprised Storm's face stayed neutral.
Rogue looked over at Logan. He seemed surprised that she wasn't shocked, about whatever was wrong with Rogue.
Storm looked at Rogue's eyes. "Yes I thought this might happen. Well it's not a bad thing. It'll be gone soon."
Rogue was frustrated. What was wrong with her eyes? "I have a question." She said rudely. She didn't mean to be rude, but nobody would tell her what was wrong. "What's wrong with my eyes?" She asked.
Storm grabbed her upper arm. "Come with me to the change room." She lead her out of the danger room.
"Um... Okay." Rogue mumbled, Storm not letting go of her arm as she pushed open the door into the girls change room.
Storm pointed to the mirror. "Look." She told her.
Rogue shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the mirror. She gasped and clapped a hand over her mouth. She lowered her hand and let out an ear-piercing scream as she stared into her own red on black eyes.
Rogue came to her senses and closed her mouth. Her beautiful emerald green eyes had been replaced with the Cajun's red on black eyes.
After staring at her eyes for at least ten minutes she looked over at Storm.
"Is this why he wears sunglasses?" She asked, her face saying their was no room for lies.
Storm sighed heavily. "Yes. He wears them to hide, what he calls his 'demon eyes'. It's happened where people call him the devil because of his eyes." Her voice filled with sadness.
Rogue touched the skin under her left red eye. "He shouldn't hide them." She said softly looking at her eyes. To herself she whispered. "They're beautiful."
Storm looked up. "What?" She asked.
Rogue blushed a light shade of pink. "Um... nothing." She finally, tore her gaze from the Cajun eyes. She looked over at Storm. "Do you think we should get back to the rest of the team. Scott's probably waiting for us, so he can give us that speech of 'how bad we did'."
Storm smiled. "You're right child. Come on." She exited the change room, not looking to see if Rogue was following.
As Rogue left the change room, she couldn't help but steal another glance of her eyes. She let out a sad sigh. Her eyes were green.
A/N: I'm aware this chapter is short... so that's why I'm posting the next one in 2 minutes!