Ch. 8
Rogue looked at the many designs hanging on the wall. Logan walked up to the front desk and picked up a form and began to fill it out. When he was done he handed it to the young lady behind the front desk then look around to find Rogue. He found her looking threw a large book.
"Find what ya wanted kid?"
"Ya."
She pointed to a picture in the top corner, it was the Chinese symbol for Rogue. The door next to the front desk opened and a man came out, he had spiky black hair and his arms were covered with tattoos.
"Miss Rogue?"
The man walked over to her and Logan and asked if she had found what she wanted.
"Ah want that one."
She pointed to the picture.
"And I want it to be small."
Logan crossed his arms over his chest and stared the man down. The man smiled nervously and lead them to a room in the back. Rogue sat down on the chair in the center of the room and Logan sat next to her on another chair. The man pulled over a tray of inks and needles and pulled on some latex gloves.
"Ok, where do you want it?"
She unzipped her jacket to reveal a dark green halter-top underneath.
"On my left shoulder."
She gathered her two-toned hair on the right side of her head to keep it away from her left shoulder.
"No problem, how big?"
Logan pointed to the smallest size ( it would fit inside a playing card) and Rogue nodded in agreement.
"What color?"
"Can you make it dark Green outlined in black?"
"Sure."
The man went to work on the tattoo and when he finished it looked very nice, Logan paid the young lady at the desk wile the man instructed her on how to take care of the tattoo for the first few days.
"Lets go kid, and don't tell one-eye about this."
"But, Ah want ta see him have a heart attic."
Logan was silent for a moment then spoke again.
"Second thought, go ahead and tell him, but don't mention my name."
They laughed the rest of the way home.
AN: sorry it took so long, please review :)