A/N: Sorry I haven't updated sooner, I'm full of ideas for this and another story I've been writing so I'm splitting my attention between both fics. It may take up to a week for new chapters to be uploaded, so I thank y'all for your continued patience. (((((Hugs to all)))))

Quick note to Vegeta, Rogue will be returning to the series in a few chapters. Mum's the word on what I've planned for her though.

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Tabby's Turn

"Why won't you tell me?" I frown at Amara and continue trying to get details on her kissing Logan.

"Can we just go find the guys so you can get some testing done?" she again dodges the question.

"Was it that bad?" I persist, growing even more curious with each evasion.

"Look, there goes Bobby to the kitchen we can get him talking there," she grabs my wrist and starts leading me in that direction.

"Whoa, it was that good?"

"It was just a kiss, Tabitha," she comes to a stop to inform me with a slight blush and resigned sigh.

"Just a kiss," I repeat skeptically, crossing my arms over my chest and preparing to stand there like that till I get the information I seek. "If it was just a kiss why won't you tell me about it? Why wouldn't Kitty give us any details? There is definitely something more to it than a simple kiss and I wanna know what it is. Tell me now."

"There's nothing to tell," she maintains. "I was just testing Kitty's theory. He was talking. I kissed him. He stopped talking. End of experiment, end of story," she turns and resumes walking toward the kitchen apparently uncaring if I follow or not.

Sighing in frustration that she obviously won't be dishing the dirt, I reluctantly stifle my curiosity and follow her into the kitchen.

"Hello, ladies," Bobby looks up from making a sandwich to greet them with a player's grin as soon as they enter the room. "What are you two up to?"

"You know me," I sidle up to his side and say flirtatiously, "nothing but trouble."

"What'd you blow up this time?" he asks with a smile before turning his attention back to the snack he was preparing.

"Blowing something up with my little firecrackers is far from the only way I can and do get into trouble around here," I inform him with a grin, hopping up on to the counter and snagging the pickle he just put on the sandwich.

"So I've noticed," he remarks wryly, watching as I eat the stolen gherkin.

Over his shoulder I notice Amara waving her arms to get my attention and frown at her interrupting my fledgling conversation. Then I see her mouth the word "Camera," reminding me of our mission and my desire to have all the subjects' 'after test' expressions captured on film and hop down to the floor to discreetly pass the item to her.

"What are the X-Boys up to this afternoon? Usual rowdiness in the rec. room?" I lean against the counter and clepto another pickle before he finishes assembling his sandwich.

"Pretty much," he starts putting the unused portions of food away like a good young man and I see the perfect opportunity to get him all chatty for my little test.

Plus, I'm kinda hungry and the sub he's put together looks real tasty so it's all good.

With my notorious disregard for others, I pick the treat up off its plate, retake my perch atop the counter and take as big a bite out of it as I can. I hear Magma giggle as my cheeks bulge out like a chipmunks as I chew the wad of food and cross my eyes in her direction to increase the funny factor. Unsurprisingly I instantly hear a click that tells me the girl's taken a picture of me in that moment and I groan at how I must look, mentally vowing to burn that sucker the second I get the film developed.

"Hey!" Iceboy finally finishes putting things away and catches on to the fact that I've claimed his food. "That's mine."

"Mmm," I moan and nod, chewing furiously then swallowing the bite currently filling my mouth. "Did a real good job on it to," I compliment him on the confection of ham, cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomato, onions, mustard and mayo on white bread. "It's yummy," I take another smaller bite, waiting for him to pick his jaw up off the floor and start with the indignant babbling about how in the wrong I was to have taken his snack.

It takes him a bit longer than I would have thought, but just as I'm about to take another bite he gets the ball rolling and I reluctantly put the sandwich back on the plate and hop down to the floor. I give Amara a quick glance to let her know I was getting ready to make my move and she gives me a thumbs up to indicate she's ready to go when I am. I quickly wipe my hands on the seat of my jeans, lick my smiling lips then go for it.

"That was my - " he's in the process of saying when I whirl him around, pin him back against the counter and crush my lips down on his.

His arms flail about and he continues to speak for a moment, giving me ample opportunity to slide my tongue past his lips and explore the cavern beyond. Then he makes a curious kinda groaning sound and wraps his arms around my waist as he slowly begins returning the kiss. My eyes widen briefly in surprise at the feel of his tongue expertly twining itself around mine then I close them with a moan and lean into him, increasing the contact between us and wondering why I haven't done this sooner.

I've got him bent back over the counter and his hands are getting acquainted with my chest when I vaguely hear a throat being cleared behind us. I ignore the sound and continue my exploration of his tonsils until I feel a finger tapping rapidly on my shoulder.

Reluctantly I tear my mouth away from his and turn to glare at the interrupter, gasping for breath I'd kinda forgotten I needed to take. The snap of my photo being taken again answers the 'What?!' I'd been about to ask of Amara, who'd disrupted my fun, and I blink as remember 'the experiment.'

The girl laughs and takes a picture of what must be a very dumbfounded expression on my face and I determinedly shake off my surprise at how well Bobby can kiss. Just as I'm about to move away from the guy then rush off with her to find our next subject, the Iceman - after a kiss like that, there's no way I can see him as Iceboy again – tightens his hold, spins us around so that I'm the one pinned against the counter and puts his mouth to mine again.

We get a few more moments of surprisingly great make-out time right there in the institute's kitchen, then I feel a hand wrap itself around my wrist and forcibly remove me from his embrace.

"Sorry, Bobby, we've got things to do," I hear Amara apologize to him as she drags me from the room.

"Whoa, hold up, girl," I shake my head in an effort to clear the fog there then yank my arm away to rush back to his side. "Hope ya don't mind," I give him a smile and pick up the plate with the sandwich he'd made, "I'm starving." When he just gives me a kind of dumbfounded glance I drop a quick smooch on his lips, say a cheerful, "Thanks," and turn to rush from the room.

"You're seriously stealing his sandwich?" Amara asks me with a short, disbelieving laugh as I walk along taking bites of the snack.

"Sure," I answer when I've swallowed the most recent mouthful, "I'm hungry and I've already eaten like half. A more important question, though, would be," we walk slowly toward the community room, "why didn't you tell me how good a kisser Icy is? I mean, WOW. Here I always thought with that ice thing he's got that he'd be kinda cold or something, but … " I fan myself expressively, remembering the way he'd had me bent back over the kitchen counter. "Whoo."

"Considering how much you enjoyed that, I'm taking Sam back," accompanied by a secretive smile is her only reply.

"Go for it, honey," I let her have the shy guy back as one of her potential test subjects and idly take another bite of the sandwich. In the process of swallowing the morsel a thought occurs to me, causing me to almost choke on the food and my eyes to pop wide open. "Oh my God. I knew it," I exclaim, putting the nearly finished sandwich down on a small table in the hallway and turning on her excitedly. "That kiss was good."

"Well, yeah, considering how you're all 'wow' and 'whoo' over what a surprise it is to you that Bobby can actually kiss, I kinda already figured out that you liked it," she remarks with a curious look at me.

"Oh, that kiss kicked A, but I'm not talking about me," I pin her down with a wicked stare. "I'm talking about your Logan liplocking. You let me have Bobby, who I said I got if the Badger was half as good a kisser as he looks, therefore by giving me the Iceman you're totally telling me the big guy's goooood. I so knew it wasn't 'just a kiss.'"

"You're reading way too much into this, Tabs," she shakes her long brown hair back. "I saw an opportunity for you to take with Bobby going by himself into the kitchen, that's all. I wasn't even thinking of our dibs."

"Sh-yeah, right," I scoff, coming to a stop at the bottom of the staircase and looking at her skeptically. "I may be a blonde, but I'm not a total idiot. I want those details. Now," I return to the discussion we'd been having before entering the kitchen for me to conduct my first test.

"Ah, Amara, I was just looking for you," Storm says from the stairs above up, drawing our attention that way.

"Is there something wrong, Ms. Munroe?" I hear the girl ask their instructor respectfully before blocking the conversation out and focusing my attention on the Wolverine who was making his way down the steps behind Ororo.

He edges around us wearily, keeping a close eye on Amara as he moves past her on his way to the garage, judging from the direction he was heading with that 'I've got some place to be and I'm getting there right now' kind of stride he has.

"If you're free, I'd like to have a word with you," I hear Storm saying and look up, startled, hoping she wasn't talking to me.

Magma gives me a 'uh-oh, I think I'm in trouble' look and all I can do is shrug, a bit curious myself as to what the conversation would be about.

"I'm not really doing anything right now," she hesitantly informs the instructor.

"Very good," the weather Goddess, as many of us called her, smiles and puts a gentle hand on the girl's shoulder. "Excuse us, Tabitha," Ororo gives me one of her ladylike smiles then begins leading Amara away.

Extremely curious about what's up there I'm tempted to follow them upstairs and do some eavesdropping, but there's something else I'm even more curious about at the moment so when I start moving it's in the direction of the garage not after the two females. If Kitty and my girl won't tell me what kissing Logan's like then I do believe it's time for me to obtain the knowledge firsthand.

Unlike the others, though, I'm all about kissing the big guy for kissing's sake. The man's gotta be good and I fully intend on finding out just how talented he is.

Smiling with anticipation I enter the workroom and look around to make sure the Wolverine's the only person present other than myself. My gleaming blue eyes locate him studying the passenger side door of the X-Van and, seeing no one who would gossip about what I'm about to do, I move toward him.