Yo ppls all… how are you? *smirk* I've just consumed chocolate ice-cream… do you have any idea how delicious chocolate ice-cream is? The texture and taste, when it enters your mouth, tingles and soothes your taste buds…the exquisite chocolate taste… the ecstasy of the cold and deliciousness of it, the wonder, the joy, the bliss…*ahem* Sorry 'bout that… * sheepish grin* I tend to get carried away… :P Read, and tell me what you think… yes, for the love of the Great God, review! Thanx a bunch… enjoy. ~ws~

Do Ya'll Want A Stormy?

Chptr 3 : Perhaps Not…

    Remy held his head in his hands, seated at his desk. He felt like he was going crazy. * All dese damn emotions driving Remy nutso…* His thoughts wondered to his petite Suni, the Asian teen who harbored him in her room when he appeared in the alternate reality world. He thought about those dark eyes and gentle voice, the little pats and cuddles of comfort. The petite was the greatest source of comfort and security he had ever had. The way she did everything with the warmth and love for doing it… he smiled, and wondered what she would do if she was here with him. * Hmph… probably tell Remy ta stop being afraid and tell Ororo how he felt…* He smiled a small, wry smile. Maybe the woods would help him with some ideas.

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  Storm walked along the path to the lake. She needed the water badly, to soothe and calm her down. Her wind-beaten platinum white hair was released, free to flow with the breeze. The skies were a dusty grey, and she knew that despite her best efforts, it was going to at least drizzle soon. That was when she heard the sobs. Temporarily distracted, she looked out for who it was, and was shocked when she saw who it was.

It was Rogue.

  She was on the pier, curled up and leaning against a side post. Storm stared at the forlorn figure. * Why is she crying? What happened? Is Remy okay? Is she okay? * Quietly, she stood behind Rogue, and sat down beside her.

"Rogue? What's wrong, dear?"

A tear-stained face looked at her. " It's Remy. He…he…" Unable to finish, she burst into tears again.

  Ororo blinked. Nothing had been this bad between them before… Carefully, she guided Rogue's head onto her lap, and she began to stroke the young mutant's hair. Slowly, that sobs and shaking ceased, and Rogue was quiet. Then she spoke.

"Ah told him Ah was sorry for what Ah did ta him… and he said…Ro, he hates me!" She wailed the last part out, and Storm did her best to contain the shock within her. Numbly, she continued to stroke Rogue's hair as she retold the events that occurred on the stairs. At the end of it, she quietly asked Storm the question that Storm dreaded the most:

"What am Ah gonna do, Storm?"

 Storm gulped, and her hand stilled. " I'm afraid that I am not the one to tell you that, Rogue," she said it softly. " Because I love him too."

Rogue blinked, then stared at the white-haired goddess mutant. " WAHT?"

Storm sighed.

"I love him too, Rogue. More than anything else I have ever felt. Ever since I returned to the X-Men all those years ago, and he trailed along, I knew I loved him." Rogue could see it in the speaking woman, the emotions that she had kept hidden from all. She asked quietly,

"You kept it a secret all this while… why?"

"You seemed to have taken his heart at that time… I couldn't just barge in and declare things that he might not even reciprocate. Love doesn't work that way… so I kept silent, and remained his padnat, his confidant… his friend."

Rogue looked at the dark-skinned face, at the blue eyes clouded with pain, love, devotion, and sadness. She sat up, and Storm looked at her. Rogue gave her a sad smile. " If ya can do that, so can Ah. Besides, now's your chance. Take it Ro."

Storm felt herself relax, and she returned the sad smile with one of her own. " Perhaps Rogue, but I wouldn't want to break our friendship over a Cajun."

Both women smiled at each other. " How 'bout a race ta the Mansion?" suggested Rogue, determined to get over Remy. Storm laughed. " Why not?"

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Suni felt the wild depression and sadness leave her, and she relaxed into Rob's arms. Each of the guys had taken turns in trying to calm her down, and finally, she had what she hoped to be a permanent stop to the stupid tears. Rob sighed in relief. He turned to the others. " She's stopped." He said, unable to keep the gloating tone from his voice. The others sighed and groaned in relief. Eight hours of non-stop crying was something they had never experienced before… until now. Joe immediately curled up by Suni's legs, and she gave him a weak smile. Dave rubbed his hands.

"So who made you cry like this?"

Suni nearly groaned aloud as the guys began telling her what exactly they were going to do to the guy who 'supposedly' made her cry. * Aww crappit! How to get them off the 'I'll kill him' subject? Argh! I can't think of anything but…Oh yes… *

"Guys?" She mumbled out softly, and they stopped, eyeing her tear-stained face and swollen red eyelids. " It's not a guy…"

"Then?" Chester demanded.

"I have PMS…"

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 The air was sounding with the sounds of water trickling from the tiny waterfall, hidden deep in the woods. Remy sighed in peace. Logan showed him this place, and for that, he was eternally grateful… especially now. Quiet, restful… the one place which not every X-Man came to sort though their grief. At least he knew what to do now… he smiled to himself. Suni would have responded to that thought with a sarcastic, relieved " Finally!" He chuckled to himself, and began the short walk back to the Mansion. It was time to lay his cards on the table.

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Storm watered her plants with a small indoor rain cloud that she carefully controlled with her powers, unaware that someone was watching her. Finally, the figure decided to speak.

"Darlin'?"

Storm turned, startled. " Oh…hello, Logan. Was there something you wanted?"                

"Nothin' much, darlin'. Just wondering how come you're in here while the Cajun is out somewhere."

"Remy isn't indisposed towards me, you know," she returned, wondering how much he knew about her feelings. " He's a free agent."

Logan stared at her for one long moment, before laughing softly. " Perhaps not, darlin'…perhaps not."

Before she could ask him what he meant, Logan slipped out of her room, still laughing. Storm sighed. " Some day I'm actually going to understand just how much more he knows about things that he isn't supposed to know," she told herself, and resumed her watering. Someone knocked on the door, and without thinking, she called out a calm "Come in."

But she didn't realize just who came in, until she turned and gasped.

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Hi! So howzat? *smirk* I'm so glad that you ppls understand my li'l ah… lets just call it dislike… for Rogue. In return, I made Rogue extra nice in this chapter… hheheheehheehee… I NEED HERSHEY'S KISSES!!! * Hunts around for chocolate, then spots Cadbury's Dairy Milk* Hmm… never mind… this will do! Do review, all those who read so far and you wonderful ppls who reviewed… thanx a lot, and I'm glad you like the story so much…I'm warning you though, I write short and sweet! Don't expect this story to last long… I'll end it soon. I'm working on the sequel to this (and Do You Want A Real Remy)… so be nice if I don't upload fast… luv you guys, k! See ya! ~ws~