Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora, Granite
and Serpentine, and the weapons I gave to Orion, plus her name. But the
character itself remains Marvel's. Plot is mine though.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 21
The school was full of excited chatter as Christmas Day sled on, gifts were being exchanged and happy chatter echoed through the school. Logan had confined himself to his room, refusing to take part in the celebrations.
As the evening settled over the mansion, corridors were still enlightened by fairy lights and glistening tinsel. Excited murmurings rummaged around the school and giggles were heard every so often. The party had approached every student was attending.
Logan had remained in his room, sulking as he looked out of the window at the snow falling from the purple sky that shone with stars in the gaps of cold clouds. A knock on the door caused Logan to turn, he had been in such deep though he hadn't sensed the person approaching. There was another knock, more persistent followed by a curious call through the keyhole, "Logan? Y' in there?"
"Rogue?" Came Logan's voice, a little surprised of the visit since they had not spoken to each other for while, only the general exchange of greeting in the corridors. Logan strode over to the door, his feet were at their quietest, barefooted and meeting the floorboards with perfection in their grace. Logan unlocked the door and pulled it open to reveal Rogue waving at him and grinning, "Hey!"
Logan smirked at her, "A little dressed up aren't we?" He said, noting the wine red dress that she was wearing, and Logan had to mentally note, looked pretty damn good on her too.
Rogue grinned and entered the room, giving him a playful twirl to show off her outfit, which has long sleeves to cover her skin, but left her upper chest and face bare. Which was understandable, she was bound to bump into some people in the Main Hall, "Got it for the party."
"Naw... Thought you put it on for me." Chided Logan, meanwhile holding a hurt expression, which was spoilt by the smile that was in his eyes. He leant on the open door frame and folded his arms, "So, what have I done to get such a glamorous visit."
Rogue chuckled and waved her hand at him as if to chase away the sarcastic comments, "It's Christmas!"
"Yeah..." Said Logan, looking a little reproachful.
"Yeah, so, I got you a present!" She exclaimed, buzzing with delight, as did the fairy lights from the corridor outside.
"Oh." Came Logan's reply, straightening, "Never got a gift before."
Rogue looked almost appalled, "Never! God. well, here, this is your first!" She cried enthusiastically, shoving the gift into his hands.
Logan looked down at the wrapped bundle, the paper sporting merry expressions of snowmen.
"Go on! Unwrap it!" Came the eager voice from Rogue.
Logan looked up to the young face of delight that stood across the room from him, waiting for him to view the surprise. He gave in to the innocence she was radiating and unwrapped the present with a swift rip across the top. In the opened paper sat a pair of black leather gloves, lined with fake fur, upon picking them up he noticed that the knuckles on each glove had three very neat holes stitched round with perfection for his claws to sit.
"You like 'em?" Asked Rogue, wanting a comment on her gift, "I did the holes myself, so they'd stay neat, y'know, not get frayed."
Logan dropped the wrapping paper into the bin beside the door and studied the gloves with a blank expression.
Rogues grin faded, and she began to look a little hurt, "Logan..?"
Logan's head lifted and a smile appear on his lips, "They're great."
She looked doubtful from his earlier silence.
"No, seriously, I like 'em! I'll get good use out o' 'em!" Said Logan, making his way over to her, "I've never got a gift before, and didn't know how to react until it came naturally."
Rogue relaxed and looked up to him, "I'm glad. I though they were nice an' personal."
"They are! They're great, kid." Logan said with a loud rumble of a voice. He then paused and looked around the room, "I ain't got you anythin'.."
Rogue shook her head, "Oh, it doesn't matter!" She said, smiling, "You didn't know."
"No. No." Muttered Logan, dropping the gloves onto his bed. He disappeared to his wardrobe, rummaging there for a few seconds before he pulled out a jacket that still had plastic wrapping from the hanger down.
He made his way back to Rogue and turned the jacket to face her, "I want you to have this."
It was a replica of his own leather jacket, down to every last design, from the pattern on the arms, right down to the detailed studs that fastened it.
Rogue looked rather shocked at this and immediately began shaking her head and coming out with several rambling excuses, "Oh! No Logan, I can't accept that, Look, it's brand new, you bought it for yourself and everything, it must have cost a bomb too, come on Logan. You can't gi' that to me."
Logan smirked and waited for her to run out of excuses. When she did, she faded away from her speech to shrug soundlessly.
"I want you to have it." He repeated, now taking off the plastic covering and offering her the coat, "It'll look good on yer'."
"You think?" Said Rogue quietly, coming round to the idea, "O' course!" He said gruffly, chuckling, "Come now, try it on for us."
Rogue stepped over and placed her arms into the opened jacket that Logan held for her, it was a little long on the arms, but everything else fitted her comfortably. She studied it in the mirror, now grinning, "It does."
Logan rested a hand on her shoulder, smiling, "Told you. Now we're even."
Rogue turned and gave him an unexpected hug, luckily the jacket covered her neck and her bare hands rested on his jumper. He smiled and gently patted her on the back, "Merry Christmas, kid."
Rogue smiled and leant away, looking up to him, "Merry Christmas." She then paused, watching him with a studying gaze, "Hey.. now you've got used to Christmas, you comin' to the party?" She asked eagerly.
"Oh, no. Rogue, I can't. I don't want to anyway. Sorry, kid." He muttered, shrugging gently.
"Can you just pop down for five minutes, later?"
"I'll see what I can do." He answered with a faint smile.
Rogue smiled and stepped away from him, "I'm gonna go and put the coat in my room now." She said, picking up the hanger that had been placed on the bed, "Do come Logan!" She called out, now disappearing round the corner, "Merry Christmas!"
Logan hmphed softly to himself, shutting the door as Rogue disappeared from sight. He sat down on his bed and picked up the gloves he had received, now alone, he smiled to himself and gently pulled them on about his hands with a sleek noise the claws appeared through the holes, and fitted perfectly, their blades not even marking the careful stitching Rogue had done so perfectly, "Yup, Merry Christmas."
*** Aaaw, Logan got a gift, and a good one too! I've always loved the relationship Rogue and Logan has, it works together wonderfully and I hope I showed that in this chapter! Review folks!! XD
To view pictures and detailed profiles of my created characters, visit: (www.freewebs.com/xwotw)
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 21
The school was full of excited chatter as Christmas Day sled on, gifts were being exchanged and happy chatter echoed through the school. Logan had confined himself to his room, refusing to take part in the celebrations.
As the evening settled over the mansion, corridors were still enlightened by fairy lights and glistening tinsel. Excited murmurings rummaged around the school and giggles were heard every so often. The party had approached every student was attending.
Logan had remained in his room, sulking as he looked out of the window at the snow falling from the purple sky that shone with stars in the gaps of cold clouds. A knock on the door caused Logan to turn, he had been in such deep though he hadn't sensed the person approaching. There was another knock, more persistent followed by a curious call through the keyhole, "Logan? Y' in there?"
"Rogue?" Came Logan's voice, a little surprised of the visit since they had not spoken to each other for while, only the general exchange of greeting in the corridors. Logan strode over to the door, his feet were at their quietest, barefooted and meeting the floorboards with perfection in their grace. Logan unlocked the door and pulled it open to reveal Rogue waving at him and grinning, "Hey!"
Logan smirked at her, "A little dressed up aren't we?" He said, noting the wine red dress that she was wearing, and Logan had to mentally note, looked pretty damn good on her too.
Rogue grinned and entered the room, giving him a playful twirl to show off her outfit, which has long sleeves to cover her skin, but left her upper chest and face bare. Which was understandable, she was bound to bump into some people in the Main Hall, "Got it for the party."
"Naw... Thought you put it on for me." Chided Logan, meanwhile holding a hurt expression, which was spoilt by the smile that was in his eyes. He leant on the open door frame and folded his arms, "So, what have I done to get such a glamorous visit."
Rogue chuckled and waved her hand at him as if to chase away the sarcastic comments, "It's Christmas!"
"Yeah..." Said Logan, looking a little reproachful.
"Yeah, so, I got you a present!" She exclaimed, buzzing with delight, as did the fairy lights from the corridor outside.
"Oh." Came Logan's reply, straightening, "Never got a gift before."
Rogue looked almost appalled, "Never! God. well, here, this is your first!" She cried enthusiastically, shoving the gift into his hands.
Logan looked down at the wrapped bundle, the paper sporting merry expressions of snowmen.
"Go on! Unwrap it!" Came the eager voice from Rogue.
Logan looked up to the young face of delight that stood across the room from him, waiting for him to view the surprise. He gave in to the innocence she was radiating and unwrapped the present with a swift rip across the top. In the opened paper sat a pair of black leather gloves, lined with fake fur, upon picking them up he noticed that the knuckles on each glove had three very neat holes stitched round with perfection for his claws to sit.
"You like 'em?" Asked Rogue, wanting a comment on her gift, "I did the holes myself, so they'd stay neat, y'know, not get frayed."
Logan dropped the wrapping paper into the bin beside the door and studied the gloves with a blank expression.
Rogues grin faded, and she began to look a little hurt, "Logan..?"
Logan's head lifted and a smile appear on his lips, "They're great."
She looked doubtful from his earlier silence.
"No, seriously, I like 'em! I'll get good use out o' 'em!" Said Logan, making his way over to her, "I've never got a gift before, and didn't know how to react until it came naturally."
Rogue relaxed and looked up to him, "I'm glad. I though they were nice an' personal."
"They are! They're great, kid." Logan said with a loud rumble of a voice. He then paused and looked around the room, "I ain't got you anythin'.."
Rogue shook her head, "Oh, it doesn't matter!" She said, smiling, "You didn't know."
"No. No." Muttered Logan, dropping the gloves onto his bed. He disappeared to his wardrobe, rummaging there for a few seconds before he pulled out a jacket that still had plastic wrapping from the hanger down.
He made his way back to Rogue and turned the jacket to face her, "I want you to have this."
It was a replica of his own leather jacket, down to every last design, from the pattern on the arms, right down to the detailed studs that fastened it.
Rogue looked rather shocked at this and immediately began shaking her head and coming out with several rambling excuses, "Oh! No Logan, I can't accept that, Look, it's brand new, you bought it for yourself and everything, it must have cost a bomb too, come on Logan. You can't gi' that to me."
Logan smirked and waited for her to run out of excuses. When she did, she faded away from her speech to shrug soundlessly.
"I want you to have it." He repeated, now taking off the plastic covering and offering her the coat, "It'll look good on yer'."
"You think?" Said Rogue quietly, coming round to the idea, "O' course!" He said gruffly, chuckling, "Come now, try it on for us."
Rogue stepped over and placed her arms into the opened jacket that Logan held for her, it was a little long on the arms, but everything else fitted her comfortably. She studied it in the mirror, now grinning, "It does."
Logan rested a hand on her shoulder, smiling, "Told you. Now we're even."
Rogue turned and gave him an unexpected hug, luckily the jacket covered her neck and her bare hands rested on his jumper. He smiled and gently patted her on the back, "Merry Christmas, kid."
Rogue smiled and leant away, looking up to him, "Merry Christmas." She then paused, watching him with a studying gaze, "Hey.. now you've got used to Christmas, you comin' to the party?" She asked eagerly.
"Oh, no. Rogue, I can't. I don't want to anyway. Sorry, kid." He muttered, shrugging gently.
"Can you just pop down for five minutes, later?"
"I'll see what I can do." He answered with a faint smile.
Rogue smiled and stepped away from him, "I'm gonna go and put the coat in my room now." She said, picking up the hanger that had been placed on the bed, "Do come Logan!" She called out, now disappearing round the corner, "Merry Christmas!"
Logan hmphed softly to himself, shutting the door as Rogue disappeared from sight. He sat down on his bed and picked up the gloves he had received, now alone, he smiled to himself and gently pulled them on about his hands with a sleek noise the claws appeared through the holes, and fitted perfectly, their blades not even marking the careful stitching Rogue had done so perfectly, "Yup, Merry Christmas."
*** Aaaw, Logan got a gift, and a good one too! I've always loved the relationship Rogue and Logan has, it works together wonderfully and I hope I showed that in this chapter! Review folks!! XD
To view pictures and detailed profiles of my created characters, visit: (www.freewebs.com/xwotw)
