"Change"
Pushing each other away at the same time, both gasped for needed breath.
Just as fast as the kiss ended, the rain gradually ceased its downpour. The dim afternoon light slowly filtered through the clouds.
"What was that for?!" Both Ororo and Logan asked in unison.
"How should I know?" Logan responded at the same time as Ororo said, "Don't ask me?!"
"You are so annoying!" Ororo stomped off.
"'Ro wait!" Ororo turned to look at Logan when he called.
"Never mind." Logan replied after seeing Ororo's impatient expression.
Turning back without another word, Ororo escaped to her cliff sanctuary.
Without Ororo's notice, Logan admired her glistening back, in which the droplets of water ran down her neck, arms, thighs, and her calves. Giving a lusty soft growl Logan couldn't help but let out.
Whirling her head around from the affecting sound, Ororo was slightly embarrassed and mad at Logan's outburst. Then quickly turned and instead ran in the direction of the mountains and cliffs.
"Stupid......stupid........stupid." Logan growled at his own thoughtlessness.
Giving a sigh, he turned to see Ororo's up hill trek toward an unknown destination to him.
"A paradox. An enigma. Obnoxious. Insolent. And sexy as hell." Logan unexpectedly exclaimed the last part in despair. Knowing that he will always be attracted to her no matter how she treated him, because deep down inside even though Ororo would not admit it, Logan knew that Ororo is attracted to him too. He can wait. He can wait for the perfect chance when she would turn around and profess her love for him.
"Yeah right Logan, in your dreams." Logan retorted to his wandering thoughts.
"Oh Goddess why did he have to do that?" Ororo questioned the foliage around her.
"Am I only an object of Logan's temporary lust?" Ororo asked as she continued on her hike.
Giving no answer in return, the nature around her continued on its cycle. There were the usual parrots, which were searching for perches and monkeys shrieking for each other's food. Seeing that they weren't any help in finding the answers she needed, Ororo sighed and headed once more to her refuge.
Sitting down cross-legged on the dirt ground facing the ocean, the winds around her started to pick up and whipped her long hair around her face, made a mask of her expression. Ororo contemplated her current situation and her thoughts drifted.
*I see you staring at me.......look at me with pretense.....I feel alone.
How can I be different? How can I be the same? How can I be noticed? Loved? Your eyes me make me afraid....Can they see my loneliness? Can they see my need for a friend, a mentor, a lover? Can they see through my disguises? Can they see my battered mind? Can they see my broken soul? Or do they see......... A lovely woman with a cool smile. A woman with a calm manner. A woman with a detached friendliness. A woman with a steady command. A woman that doesn't understand failure and how it feels. A woman that have no care for people such as Logan. LOGAN.........................*
At the mention of Logan in her mind, Ororo broke down in tears. A sad and sarcastic laugh erupted.
"'Ro?" A quite question came out of nowhere startled Ororo.
In two strides, Logan stooped down to see Ororo's face. A blank countenance greeted him.
"I'm....." Logan started to say when Ororo cut him off.
"No need to apologize, Logan. I am sure you have no idea that you have just intruded on my sanctuary. I guess on this island I will never have a peace of mind with you around." Ororo wearily stated without much menace.
She stood up suddenly, left her place on the ground, and never look back.
Ororo hadn't visit her place of haven since.
After making a small fire and taking the prepared oysters and clams to roast over, Logan looked up to see Ororo from across the fire.
Her usual icy blue eyes seem to glow in the fire. A tremble coursed through Ororo's body from Logan's smoldering stare. At first she tried to ignore the gaze but she couldn't help but squirm and grew restless throughout their enforced silence.
"I'm sorry, 'Ro." Logan murmured in acquiescence, hoping to apologize for the previous intrusion.
"Logan, don't be. I don't need your apology. I really don't care anymore. You can see me as some sort of an sex object since obviously Jean is not here. Just don't pretend that you have to care or feel sorry. I am tired of it." Ro wearily.
Staring at Ororo's misunderstanding of his intentions, Logan couldn't help but berate himself for his actions throughout the past few days.
"No 'Ro you got it all wrong! I......I really meant....." Logan was suddenly at lost for words. Struggling for the right words to prevent more misunderstanding, Logan realized he doesn't know how to convey his true feelings for Ororo. Usually he could say anything he wants whenever he wants and no regrets comes from his mind. Then again being around Ororo had brought about many changes for Logan including being more sensitive to his word choice.
"Oh?!" Ororo asked with her eyebrows raised high in disbelief.
"Whenever you're around Jean you had this predatory look on you. Whenever you're around her, you love to just touch her. Anywhere. Whenever you see her, you must make a comment of your own. A leer or two if you just can't control yourself. Your eyes would almost literally bulge because she just happens to be in the same room. And....and..." Running out of words to say Ororo's face was red from her sudden outburst.
In a rush Ororo had revealed what she had always observed between Logan and Jean. In embarrassment Ororo realized that this outburst made her seem like a jealous girlfriend. She couldn't believe herself, a woman in her position, could even said that. Looking away from Logan's dark eyes Ororo wished she could be somewhere else instead of on this secluded island.
"'Ro, you jealous?" Logan asked incredulously at her revelation.
"Yes! I mean no! Ughhhhahhhhhh....." Shifting around to make herself more comfortable, Ororo felt that everything seemed to close in on her. A sudden fear of claustrophobia gripped her mind, but her heart brushed it away as an excuse to escape from Logan's company.
"'Ro? Do you even know why I was on the same cruise ship with you in the first place?" Logan asked quietly.
"No." Ororo couldn't help but wonder at Logan's mysterious question. Her curiosity was piqued.
"I wanted to come with you because I was worried for your safety. You may be on vacation but that doesn't mean that our enemies will allow you to have a peaceful trip. And no, Xavier had no idea of my coming with you. I came out of my own free will. I followed you because.....because I.....I cared about you." At the last sentence Logan seemed to waver and his voice grew soft.
"Besides I need a vacation too." Logan added to inject some lightness into this unexpected seriousness of their conversation. He looked up to see Ororo coming over towards him.
Lowering her lips Ororo chastely kissed his cheek.
"Thank you, my friend." A faint whisper followed.
Ororo left the provisional campsite near the waterfalls and wandered towards the dark parts of the forest.
Snapping out of his trance by Ororo's kiss, Logan was late in stopping Ororo from entering the forest.
Then a thought dawned on him.
".....my friend..."
*She still thinks I am only a friend. No! No! NO!*
"'RO!!!"
Cursing under his breath. Logan tried in vain to find Ororo in the dark moon less night.
*I just have to find her.*
Closing his eyes. He concentrated. In spite of Ororo's unique smell. The tropical island had its own various smells that Logan must distinguish from. On the first day on the island these wildlife smells almost drove him violently. It was tempting to unleash his animalistic side but Logan managed to control it however difficult.
*Earthy. Wet. Warm.......Vanilla......*
Logan could literally follow Ororo's smell blindly around the trees, rocks, and fallen branches.
*Sweet. Vanilla. Sweat. Vanilla. Salty. Tears. TEARS.......*
Snapping open his eyes, Logan turned around a large palm and grabbed hold of Ororo's waist now in front of him. A tear-streaked face greeted his eyes. Using the pads of his thumbs Logan tried in vain to wipe away those heart-wrenching tears that flowed continuously from Ororo's blue orbs.
Grasping her in a tight hug. Logan couldn't help but breathe in all the scent that made up of Ororo's own distinctive smell.
"Why are you doing this?" Ororo asked in confusion.
"Because in case you didn't notice 'Ro I am already in love with you." Logan replied gruffly, still hoping to hide his emotions back or else he would burst into tears, which would be too embarrassing to compare.
"No. You only want me because Jean's not here with you. But I understand if you can never love me as you would love Jean." It was all Ororo could say before more tears stopped her words.
"Then how could I do this?" Logan replied in earnest to refute Ororo's statement by tenderly pressing her lips to his.
His own rough hands moving without accord to touch gently on her thighs.
A moan escaped from Ororo's lips. She looked up to see Logan chuckling at her response.
All Ororo could see were Logan's dark eyes almost turning black. She had never seen such shade. It wasn't even black. More like cool dark velvet that seemed to hypnotize her whole body.
Without Ororo realizing Logan's hands tore her dress away.
"Logan! That's my only.....urrrmmmmm." Kissing Ororo was all Logan could think of to prevent her from being mad.
But Logan had it coming. Ororo in only a few fleeting motions had Logan in his birthday suit.
Almost yelping in surprise, Logan saw Ororo smiling mischievously at her handiwork.
"I'll make you scream my name." Logan growled in warning.
"You just try." Ororo taunted in challenge.
Tugging her down with him on the downy wet grass, Logan did.
He made love to her.
Over and over again. Each time her screams grew louder and sharper than before. A soft rumbling thundered overhead, but it was not a threat. The rain had stopped a long time ago and it won't start again unless the weather goddess says so. Besides she was busy at the moment.
In the most peculiar way the animals were rejoicing this special union between these two individuals. Beautiful melodies of bird songs filled the night air. Monkeys chattered about the trees but not a note of offending sound came from them. The night was filled with rumbling growls and sharp keens mixed together with an assortment of the wildlife sounds from the parrots laughing in their extraordinary way to the tropical snakes hissing in harmony.
The tide continued to slap in languid waves, the waterfall continued on its downward rush of water, and the lagoon flow peacefully in its solitude.
^Who wouldn't want to be 'Ro at this moment? Oh I know! Reviews! I need to know what you guys think of this particular chapter! Suggestions! Praises! Flames! (Well not so much flames as praises. Keeps the muse happy.) Ciao, tp1031
Pushing each other away at the same time, both gasped for needed breath.
Just as fast as the kiss ended, the rain gradually ceased its downpour. The dim afternoon light slowly filtered through the clouds.
"What was that for?!" Both Ororo and Logan asked in unison.
"How should I know?" Logan responded at the same time as Ororo said, "Don't ask me?!"
"You are so annoying!" Ororo stomped off.
"'Ro wait!" Ororo turned to look at Logan when he called.
"Never mind." Logan replied after seeing Ororo's impatient expression.
Turning back without another word, Ororo escaped to her cliff sanctuary.
Without Ororo's notice, Logan admired her glistening back, in which the droplets of water ran down her neck, arms, thighs, and her calves. Giving a lusty soft growl Logan couldn't help but let out.
Whirling her head around from the affecting sound, Ororo was slightly embarrassed and mad at Logan's outburst. Then quickly turned and instead ran in the direction of the mountains and cliffs.
"Stupid......stupid........stupid." Logan growled at his own thoughtlessness.
Giving a sigh, he turned to see Ororo's up hill trek toward an unknown destination to him.
"A paradox. An enigma. Obnoxious. Insolent. And sexy as hell." Logan unexpectedly exclaimed the last part in despair. Knowing that he will always be attracted to her no matter how she treated him, because deep down inside even though Ororo would not admit it, Logan knew that Ororo is attracted to him too. He can wait. He can wait for the perfect chance when she would turn around and profess her love for him.
"Yeah right Logan, in your dreams." Logan retorted to his wandering thoughts.
"Oh Goddess why did he have to do that?" Ororo questioned the foliage around her.
"Am I only an object of Logan's temporary lust?" Ororo asked as she continued on her hike.
Giving no answer in return, the nature around her continued on its cycle. There were the usual parrots, which were searching for perches and monkeys shrieking for each other's food. Seeing that they weren't any help in finding the answers she needed, Ororo sighed and headed once more to her refuge.
Sitting down cross-legged on the dirt ground facing the ocean, the winds around her started to pick up and whipped her long hair around her face, made a mask of her expression. Ororo contemplated her current situation and her thoughts drifted.
*I see you staring at me.......look at me with pretense.....I feel alone.
How can I be different? How can I be the same? How can I be noticed? Loved? Your eyes me make me afraid....Can they see my loneliness? Can they see my need for a friend, a mentor, a lover? Can they see through my disguises? Can they see my battered mind? Can they see my broken soul? Or do they see......... A lovely woman with a cool smile. A woman with a calm manner. A woman with a detached friendliness. A woman with a steady command. A woman that doesn't understand failure and how it feels. A woman that have no care for people such as Logan. LOGAN.........................*
At the mention of Logan in her mind, Ororo broke down in tears. A sad and sarcastic laugh erupted.
"'Ro?" A quite question came out of nowhere startled Ororo.
In two strides, Logan stooped down to see Ororo's face. A blank countenance greeted him.
"I'm....." Logan started to say when Ororo cut him off.
"No need to apologize, Logan. I am sure you have no idea that you have just intruded on my sanctuary. I guess on this island I will never have a peace of mind with you around." Ororo wearily stated without much menace.
She stood up suddenly, left her place on the ground, and never look back.
Ororo hadn't visit her place of haven since.
After making a small fire and taking the prepared oysters and clams to roast over, Logan looked up to see Ororo from across the fire.
Her usual icy blue eyes seem to glow in the fire. A tremble coursed through Ororo's body from Logan's smoldering stare. At first she tried to ignore the gaze but she couldn't help but squirm and grew restless throughout their enforced silence.
"I'm sorry, 'Ro." Logan murmured in acquiescence, hoping to apologize for the previous intrusion.
"Logan, don't be. I don't need your apology. I really don't care anymore. You can see me as some sort of an sex object since obviously Jean is not here. Just don't pretend that you have to care or feel sorry. I am tired of it." Ro wearily.
Staring at Ororo's misunderstanding of his intentions, Logan couldn't help but berate himself for his actions throughout the past few days.
"No 'Ro you got it all wrong! I......I really meant....." Logan was suddenly at lost for words. Struggling for the right words to prevent more misunderstanding, Logan realized he doesn't know how to convey his true feelings for Ororo. Usually he could say anything he wants whenever he wants and no regrets comes from his mind. Then again being around Ororo had brought about many changes for Logan including being more sensitive to his word choice.
"Oh?!" Ororo asked with her eyebrows raised high in disbelief.
"Whenever you're around Jean you had this predatory look on you. Whenever you're around her, you love to just touch her. Anywhere. Whenever you see her, you must make a comment of your own. A leer or two if you just can't control yourself. Your eyes would almost literally bulge because she just happens to be in the same room. And....and..." Running out of words to say Ororo's face was red from her sudden outburst.
In a rush Ororo had revealed what she had always observed between Logan and Jean. In embarrassment Ororo realized that this outburst made her seem like a jealous girlfriend. She couldn't believe herself, a woman in her position, could even said that. Looking away from Logan's dark eyes Ororo wished she could be somewhere else instead of on this secluded island.
"'Ro, you jealous?" Logan asked incredulously at her revelation.
"Yes! I mean no! Ughhhhahhhhhh....." Shifting around to make herself more comfortable, Ororo felt that everything seemed to close in on her. A sudden fear of claustrophobia gripped her mind, but her heart brushed it away as an excuse to escape from Logan's company.
"'Ro? Do you even know why I was on the same cruise ship with you in the first place?" Logan asked quietly.
"No." Ororo couldn't help but wonder at Logan's mysterious question. Her curiosity was piqued.
"I wanted to come with you because I was worried for your safety. You may be on vacation but that doesn't mean that our enemies will allow you to have a peaceful trip. And no, Xavier had no idea of my coming with you. I came out of my own free will. I followed you because.....because I.....I cared about you." At the last sentence Logan seemed to waver and his voice grew soft.
"Besides I need a vacation too." Logan added to inject some lightness into this unexpected seriousness of their conversation. He looked up to see Ororo coming over towards him.
Lowering her lips Ororo chastely kissed his cheek.
"Thank you, my friend." A faint whisper followed.
Ororo left the provisional campsite near the waterfalls and wandered towards the dark parts of the forest.
Snapping out of his trance by Ororo's kiss, Logan was late in stopping Ororo from entering the forest.
Then a thought dawned on him.
".....my friend..."
*She still thinks I am only a friend. No! No! NO!*
"'RO!!!"
Cursing under his breath. Logan tried in vain to find Ororo in the dark moon less night.
*I just have to find her.*
Closing his eyes. He concentrated. In spite of Ororo's unique smell. The tropical island had its own various smells that Logan must distinguish from. On the first day on the island these wildlife smells almost drove him violently. It was tempting to unleash his animalistic side but Logan managed to control it however difficult.
*Earthy. Wet. Warm.......Vanilla......*
Logan could literally follow Ororo's smell blindly around the trees, rocks, and fallen branches.
*Sweet. Vanilla. Sweat. Vanilla. Salty. Tears. TEARS.......*
Snapping open his eyes, Logan turned around a large palm and grabbed hold of Ororo's waist now in front of him. A tear-streaked face greeted his eyes. Using the pads of his thumbs Logan tried in vain to wipe away those heart-wrenching tears that flowed continuously from Ororo's blue orbs.
Grasping her in a tight hug. Logan couldn't help but breathe in all the scent that made up of Ororo's own distinctive smell.
"Why are you doing this?" Ororo asked in confusion.
"Because in case you didn't notice 'Ro I am already in love with you." Logan replied gruffly, still hoping to hide his emotions back or else he would burst into tears, which would be too embarrassing to compare.
"No. You only want me because Jean's not here with you. But I understand if you can never love me as you would love Jean." It was all Ororo could say before more tears stopped her words.
"Then how could I do this?" Logan replied in earnest to refute Ororo's statement by tenderly pressing her lips to his.
His own rough hands moving without accord to touch gently on her thighs.
A moan escaped from Ororo's lips. She looked up to see Logan chuckling at her response.
All Ororo could see were Logan's dark eyes almost turning black. She had never seen such shade. It wasn't even black. More like cool dark velvet that seemed to hypnotize her whole body.
Without Ororo realizing Logan's hands tore her dress away.
"Logan! That's my only.....urrrmmmmm." Kissing Ororo was all Logan could think of to prevent her from being mad.
But Logan had it coming. Ororo in only a few fleeting motions had Logan in his birthday suit.
Almost yelping in surprise, Logan saw Ororo smiling mischievously at her handiwork.
"I'll make you scream my name." Logan growled in warning.
"You just try." Ororo taunted in challenge.
Tugging her down with him on the downy wet grass, Logan did.
He made love to her.
Over and over again. Each time her screams grew louder and sharper than before. A soft rumbling thundered overhead, but it was not a threat. The rain had stopped a long time ago and it won't start again unless the weather goddess says so. Besides she was busy at the moment.
In the most peculiar way the animals were rejoicing this special union between these two individuals. Beautiful melodies of bird songs filled the night air. Monkeys chattered about the trees but not a note of offending sound came from them. The night was filled with rumbling growls and sharp keens mixed together with an assortment of the wildlife sounds from the parrots laughing in their extraordinary way to the tropical snakes hissing in harmony.
The tide continued to slap in languid waves, the waterfall continued on its downward rush of water, and the lagoon flow peacefully in its solitude.
^Who wouldn't want to be 'Ro at this moment? Oh I know! Reviews! I need to know what you guys think of this particular chapter! Suggestions! Praises! Flames! (Well not so much flames as praises. Keeps the muse happy.) Ciao, tp1031