Title Godivas and Bubbles

Author: Ashnan Etana

Summary: Chapter 2 Added now. Marie finds out some things that she didn't want to know.

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Logan gave himself a few minutes to calm down before following Marie. He ran into her on the stairs. She was with Jubilee and Kitty.

"Hey, Logan." Marie smiled cheerfully, regardless of how much it hurt inside.

"Hey, Wolvie, we're just heading out to the mall for some shopping and a facial." Jubilee was always happiest when she was planning to do some serious damage to a credit card balance. "Wanna come?"

Logan pulled back in horror. Marie recognized the look on his face. She shot Jubilee a warning glare. "It's okay, Logan. We don't expect you to change. Some of us know better than to stick people with stereotypes."

"Fine, it's your loss. We'll see you when we get back." Jubilee spoke as she drug Marie down the stairs, Kitty following in their wake.

Damn. Marie had gotten away without him having any chance of speaking to her. It was that yellow creature's fault. The idea of a day at the mall had thrown him completely off his game.

There is no way in hell I'd ever get a facial. Gay or not. That's Scooter's type of pansy-assed shit.

Wolverine was shooting pool in the rec room when Gambit approached him. Bobby and John paused their video game so they could devote their attention to the events that were about to unfold. This was going to get interesting. They'd heard that Wolverine had come "out" this morning, but neither boy had dared to ask him about it.

"Logan," Gambit spoke his name in what was meant to be a reassuring voice.

"Name's Wolverine, Gumbo." He continued to line up his next shot.

"Heard 'bout dis mornin'. Remy be really flattered, but he don' be—"

Snickt There went the pool table—again. Xavier was going to be pissed.

Gambit held his hands in front of him, in a gesture that meant "don't want no trouble", as he began backing toward the door. "Remy's tryin' ta make dis easy."

Wolverine didn't move from where he stood. He just growled. That low deep growl that when a person heard it, they just knew Death was coming for them.

"Remy jus' gonna leave ya alone now." With that last statement, he fled as quickly as he could.

"I am NOT gay!"

"Nothin' wrong with being gay," John spoke up from his spot on the couch.

"Didn't say there was." Wolverine was trying to remain calm. The desire to slide his claws into Gambit was pulling at him. "I'm just not gay."

"We aren't gonna judge you, man, relax." Bobby was nudging John with his elbow, trying to get him to shut up.

"I'm NOT gay."

"Jeez, you sound homophobic, man. Never took you for being intolerant."

Wolverine had had enough of this shit. "Kid, you ain't fooling anyone. Everyone but Bobby there knows you're not gay. The way you're always checking out Kitty."

Bobby gasped, his jaw hanging open, as he starred at John in horror.

"I do not!"

"You, Kid, are a heterosexual."

"You take that back!" John's face was fire-engine red. He didn't take insults lightly.

Fuck this shit. I'm going to the gym.

"Skirt-chaser!" Wolverine tossed out the insult as he stepped out the door. Behind him, he could hear the arguing between Bobby and John start to heat up. An evil grin of satisfaction on his face.

If I'm gonna have a shitty day, so is every one else.

Wolverine entered the showers after a long, strenuous work-out. Cyclops, Beast and Nightcrawler were already in the showers.

"Wolverine," Cyclops started with a sadistic smile, "I think the guys and I would be more comfortable if you used the shower in your room from now on."

Wolverine narrowed his eyes and growled.

"I assure you, Logan, that Scott does not speak for all of us. We are all adults here and teammates, nothing has changed." Beast continued on in his usual intellectual eagerness, "You know, there have been some very fascinating studies done on male arousal. One study showed that over 70 of men become semi-aroused when showering with other men. Th—"

"Shut up, Furby!"

The last thing I want is to listen to the giant, hairy smurf talk about male arousal. Gives me the willies. Christ, did I just say "willies".

"Logan, ve all face troubling issues in our lives. I have alvays found that faith lightens ones burdens. If you vould like to talk—"Nightcrawler was cut off by Wolverine's vicious baring of teeth.

"Fuck!" Wolverine stormed out of the locker room, Cyclops' laughter ringing in his ears.

Logan was pacing in his room when he heard Marie and her friends laughing in the hall. He practically ripped his door off its hinges as he opened it, startling the girls.

"Uh, you guys take my stuff on to the room. I'll be there in a minute." Marie stepped into Logan's room. She was worried. He looked really upset.

"Logan, are you okay?"

Logan grabbed Marie around he upper arms and jerked her toward him. Placing his face close to hers, he ground out between clenched teeth, "I am NOT gay!"

Marie jerked her arms out of his grasp and started rubbing them. That had actually hurt a little. "Wait...what...you're not?"

"No."

"But, the bath..."

Logan was really frustrated. He'd had one hell of a shitty day and he just wanted it to end. "I was trying to show you that I loved you. Oh, not just with the damn bath, I was gonna do some other nice shit."

"Ya love me?"

"Yeah," he growled, his head hung low enough that he was almost speaking to his own chest.

"Gawd, Logan, do you have any idea what you put me through?"

Logan's jaw dropped slightly at that. What he'd put her through? Was she out of her fucking mind? If he didn't love her so much...

"Are ya crazy, Logan? What the hell made ya think ya had ta do that? Ah've always loved you."

"You were seeing a lot of that Cajun-Jackass. I thought you might not be thinking about me so much anymore and that you'd like all that flowery shit."

"If Ah wanted the flowery stuff, Ah'd be chasing after Scott." Marie laughed as she threw herself into his arms. "Ah just want mah Logan. The one that growls at me that he loves me. "

Logan held Marie in his arms. He placed a light kiss on the top of her head and breathed in her scent.

Maybe this isn't such a bad day after all.

"Logan," Marie tipped her head back and looked into his beautiful eyes. "Ya might want ta borrow some of Jubes' magazines and get a little insight into a woman's mind."

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