::Authors notes: well here ya go! I am so amazed at all the good reviews I am
getting on both of my on going stories! I wrote this in my Passing of the Laws
story but in case you couldn't get into that one.. here it is. Thank you so
much for the wonderful reviews! I love getting them and reading them! It
makes me feel good to know that people like my writing! I hope yawl keep
reading and reviewing! Hey, would yawl be totally offended if I wrote a story
with a new mutant and Logan hooks up with the new mutant? FEEDBACK on
that please! ::


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BEAUTIFUL ROGUE 3

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Scott stood outside the hall in front of Logan's room pacing back and forth,
tapping his watch every few minutes. Logan had been informed one hour ago
they were leaving. Yet, he was still in his room.

"Logan let's go! It doesn't take that long to put on some thirty-year old clothes
that had never been washed, and walk out the door. We all know you don't
shave, and ya smell like a skunk so we know you never shower. NOW GET A
MOVE ON IT!"

The door violently swung open and a man that could not have been Logan
stepped through the doorway. Scott took a step back putting his hand to his
mouth, trying to fight back the laughter. Unfortunately for Logan, the Pageant
was a formal occasion. That's right, you guessed it. Logan in a tuxedo.

"Shut up bub. I am going to rip those glasses off and pull your Eye out if you
say one thing. Why do I gotta wear this stupid thing anyway?" Logan pulled
on the bow tie and collar while Scott stood there turning purple trying not to
laugh. Scott composed himself and fixed his tie.

"Look Logan, you can't get in without a black tie. I have our tickets right here."
Scott patted his pocket while Logan raised that ever so sexy eyebrow (in my
opinion at least.) Logan took a step forward and heard his shiny leather shoes
squeak on the wood floor beneath him. He looked himself up and down touching
his cover Bonn, the cufflinks, and that damned bowtie.

"Fine. Let's just go get Rogue and get the hell outta there so I can tear this thing
to shreds." Logan walked passed Scott with claws extended. Scott, whose jaw
was sprawled across the floor, looked at Logan through the visor in shock.

"Oh no you won't Logan! That is an Armani suit and it cost me a lot of money!
When you are finished with it, you will give back to me!"

"Really?" Logan turned around to Scott grinning at him lifting his eyebrow
once again. Scott breathed a heavy sigh and began to walk out to the car.
Occasionally laughing as Logan kept picking at his attire.

Back with the girls…

Rogue had just finished putting on her clothes for the questioner part of the
competition. Never before had she felt more beautiful, or more disgusted. A
long black skirt shaped to her hips and legs flowed down her knees and passed
her ankles. A large slit ran up all the way to the top of her thigh causing her
every movement to be like an angel walking through the clouds. Her silver
halter-top, which sparkled under the lights, heightened her platinum streaks in
her hair. Sure she was showing more skin then she really should have been
but she looked beautiful. She looked once again and became disgusted at her
gloves. She would always be bound to these gloves. Never being able to touch
human skin again. The silver gloves ran past her elbows and up her bicep. She
slammed her fist onto the table and buried her head into the palms of her hands

"Hey chicka! WOW! LOOKING GOOD!" Rogue turned to see Jubilee and Kitty standing at her door applauding her. Rogue blushed a slight bit and did a double take at what Jubilee and Kitty were wearing.

"Um… Jubes, Kitty? Why are you guys in jeans and sweatshirts?" Jubilee and
Kitty turned to each other realizing they had both forgotten their plan. Jubilee
had a sweat drop forming while scratching her head and Kitty just stood their
eyes all bugged out at Jubilee for not reminding her.

"Um well ya see, we…"

"1 minute Miss. Rogue. I need you to come with me." A stage man was pulling
rogue.

"No wait one minute I…" By the time Rogue could stop him, she was already on
stage walking to her mark where her judge awaited her. Rogue scanned the
audience praying to whatever god may exist that no one she knew was there.
Nope. No one there.

"Miss. Rogue, how do you feel about the mutant population and what is being
done about it?" The man asked her. Rogue stood there in shock. She was
afraid of telling them that she was a mutant and what the government was
doing was morally wrong. So she winged it and told them the things the other
X-MEN had told her. "Alls fair in love and war I guess. No one is ever going to
get along in the world. In a way it's fair. Mutants have killed humans, and
now humans are killing mutants." Rogue knocked herself in the head later for
kissing up to them by disrespecting her own kind. She had been so nervous
she honestly didn't know what to say.

Kitty and Jubilee had bailed out of the dressing room, and probably the building
before Rogue could get back. They new better to be around her after pulling
such a rude prank. Rogue silently vowed revenged on to the two little devils
later on. Until then, she had to find a way to put on the "bikini" she held in
her hands in preparation for the swimming suit contest. Rogue sighed and
began to undress herself.

Scott and Logan…

Scott and Logan arrived to the Pageant almost an hour late. Completely
missing Rogue's speech on how mutants are bad. A good thing they did. The
man at the door looked over Logan a few times, questioning to himself about
whether the animal looking man should be able to go in without being scanned
first. Then he drew his attention to the man with an amber visor on. The
doorman motioned his hands the entrance allowing access to the pageant.

They found their seats quickly and sat down. Logan adjusted his bow tie for
the thirtieth time that evening. He sat back in his chair as the lights dimmed
and the girls began to take the stage. Logan turned to Scott and shot him the
glare of death. The glare he had given Mystique when he killed her at the
statue of liberty. Scott smiled at him.

"Gotcha." Logan was tempted to extended his claws and kill Cyke right there
and then but he was in public and cops surrounded the building. Logan
turned his head to the stage when he saw Rogue walk onto it.

"Whoa look at that bikini!" snickered one of the boys in the row behind Logan.
Logan and Scott dropped their jaws at the sight of Rogue. Her green bikini
composed of two diamond shaped cups for her breasts, two straps to hold them
in place, and a diamond cup for her groin area. When she turned around, there
was a string and nothing more. To top it off, she was wearing green high heels.
Logan's passion for her was running at an all time high.

"I'd sure like to grab on those tits!" the boy behind Logan said to his friend.
Logan turned around in his seat and grabbed the kid by his throat.

"Listen here bub! You don't need to be talking about my girl like that unless
you want to be eating your own scrotum. I suggest you turn around and walk
out that door now or pay for it." The boy began to cry and him and his friends
stood up and ran out of the building.

When Logan turned around he realized that everyone was staring at him.
Even Rogue.

"LOGAN?!"

….

TBC