Charming personality traits.

By RavenRain.

A/N: Occurs towards the end off 'X-Men' the movie. Italics signals Rogues dream. I don't know how long Wolverine was unconscious for so I made it a couple of days because he heals fast but I wanted to have fun with Rogue. I don't have spell check and this sin't beta-ed...so sorry for any mistakes.

Summery: This is my take on Rogue taking up some of Wolverines more charming personality traits.

Rating: PG-13. There's some sexual innuendoes and swearing. Plus some stealing and fighting and under age drinking.

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She couldn't control herself; she'd taken on Wolverines personality traits. She could feel the change as she walked into the school heading straight for bed so she could recover from the hectic couple of days.

She's running away from the school feeling paranoid that everyone can tell that she is a mutant just by looking at her. She pulls her hood up and gloves tightly on and walks with her head down and her eyes diverted…

Wolverine's being posed in mid-air like Jesus on the cross…

A sharp pain in her back hits her with a fuzzy black cloud enveloping her vision…

She's being backhanded across the face and tied up with rope on the boat…

Now she's being handcuffed to the machine that can turn all humans into mutants…

She can fell her life drift away from her as Wolverine held her in his arms. She can feel his gentle caress and hear his far off voice calling her back…

With a sudden flood of life; thoughts and feelings hit her from Wolverine. Wacthing in shock she stands still as his body callapses limply to the ground.

She awoke with a start and couldn't bring herself to go back to bed just yet. Quietly walking the dark corridors of the echoing school, Rogue wandered into the kitchen looking for Wolverines secret stash of beer which she saw him sneak in there. She found it behind the sodas on the top shelf of a cabinet. After getting some beers in her she could finally get back to sleep.

The next morning her first class was mechanics with Cyclops (stupid punk assed boy) so she decided to miss it and sleep in. She woke up and got changed for her history class with Storm (the sassy little spitfire) and sat in her usual place next to Bobby.

"Hey, How are you feeling?" he asked concerned.

"Fine" she replied.

"Are you sure?"

"I said I'm fine!" She didn't feel like repeating herself today. Actually she didn't really feel like herself today.

Lunchtime was a welcomed break for Rogue. The food would've been better, washed down with a beer but she didn't mind so much. Cyclops spotted her and asked, "Why weren't you in class?"

"Like I care what you have to say, you one-eyed-freak."

Cyclops sputtered for a couple of moments and couldn't believe what he'd just heard.

"What? Does the truth hurt? Want me to call your mommy so she can kiss it all better?" With that Rogue sniggered and went back to her lunch.

Cyclopse didn't quite know what just happened but decided to tell Xavier about Rogue's weird and rude behaviour.

"Can I see you in my office for a minute?" Xavier asked Rogue just as she was swollowing a mouthful of food.

"Sure, whatever," She said.

Not knowing what he wanted to talk about, Rogue sat down and waited. It all clicked into place when Cyclops walked into the room. She got up to look Cyclops in the eye.

"You told on me? You're a dick!"

She went to walk away but Cyclops wouldn't budge. Grabbing the front of his shirt she said in a deep menacing voice,

"Are you going to move out of my way?"

Cyclops looked past Rogue to Professor Xavier after having a sense of Deja Vu.

"God, you're just like Wolverine!" Cyclops said before he could stop himself.

"What's wrong with Wolverine? Huh?" Rogue said twisting the collar of his shirt more tightly.

"Um, nothing, nothing's wrong with Wolverine." He said shocked that she'd do something like this to him.

"If you insult him, you insult me and you really don't want to insult a girl who could put you in a coma for three weeks just by a touch." Rogue said releasing Cyclops and heading for the door.

Cyclops looked to Professor Xavier to see whether he should try to stop Rogue but Xavier signalled to let her go. When she'd left the room Professor Xavier said,

"When she sucked Wolverine's life-force, she must have absorbed his feelings as well. I'm sure it'll go away soon but be patient with her. She'll most likely act like Wolverine so be careful, we all know how he feels about you. We should probably get Jean to run some tests on her just to make sure it's nothing permenent."

"So she's a mini female version of Wolverine? Now there's a scary thought."

Rogue didn't feel like staying around for a lecture during the rest of her lunch so decided to have a little look around the school. What she found brought a smile to her face. It was Cyclops's bike, and it was just begging to be taken out for a ride. She started it up and rode it out of the school. She spotted a silver rectangle button and decided to see what would happen if she pressed it. Speeding along twice as fast as before, she let out a laugh for the first time in a while. She stopped in town and parked the bike in front of a clothes store.

She went in and picked out a couple of corset type tops (one black leather and one blue jeaned material), leather trousers, boots and long leather gloves. Luckily she found Cyclops's spare credit card.

"He must keep it for emergencies." she thought with a smile.

This was her emergency because she hadn't brought new clothes in over eight months.

After paying for the clothes she went across the street to a small café. Buying some lunch she thought of what else would piss Cyclops off. He was very annoying in a geeky-nerd kind of way and pissed her off for telling Xavier she did something 'naughty'.

"What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" A boy her age asked her. She took a moment to take in his appearance, which consisted of several piercings, black spiked hair, and clothes that were ripped and stained beyond repair.

"Trying to eat. But the sight of you is putting me off my food so can you piss off now." Hearing laughter from behind, she looked in the mirror by the till and noticed a group of boys sitting at the table laughing at their friend and his lack of luck.

The pierced boy grabbed her coat covered arm and sounded angry when he said,

"What's so funny?"

"You are you pin cushion! And get your hand off me…you're hurting me!"

When he held on to her arm after she kept struggling she got angry and threatened him.

"If you don't remove your hand from me…"

"You'll what?" The boy interrupted.

"I'll introduce you to pain you never even imagined possible."

"What's a little girl like you going to do? Lick me to death?" he said and laughed at his own bad joke.

She was bored and decided to teach this boy a lesson he'd never forget. He pulled her flush against his body and leaned in for a kiss. She felt a bump in his chest under his shirt and hooked her nail in it and pulled hard. He screamed in pain and jumped back looking down as liquid dripped down his black T-Shirt. A silver nipple ring fell to the floor with a satisfying clang. She picked it up as a souvenir.

Throwing down $10 on the table, she walked out loving the feeling of sticking up for her self. Securing her shopping bags to the bike she hopped on and sped off in the direction of the school. When she arrived back at school she snuck the bike back where she found it and hid her shopping bags under her bed.

She carried on going to the rest of her classes for the day but couldn't stop thinking about Wolverine and wether he was alright. She decided to go and see him and was upset when she saw him in bandages and unconcious. She held his hand in her gloved one and started talking.

"I don't know if you can hear me or not but you better get your unconcious ass out of this bed."

When no response came she sighed in defeat and decided to talk about her day of events.

"Well I skipped class, and before you tell me off it was the eye patches class so it doesn't matter. Ummm…Then I had Storms class. She was looking hot as always. I went shopping during lunch. Can I just say that Patches' bike kicks ass! It is soo wasted on him. Then I beat the crap outta some boy in a café but he deserved it. Then I had a few more boring classes and here we are."

Tears were skipping down her face by the end and a sniffle escaped her as she stroked Wolverine's hair away from his forehead.

"If you don't wake up I'm gonna steal Jean Grey away from you. Pity you couldn't see her today because she was looking ten types of FINE."

When she saw no response she decided to let him rest.

Heading up to the school she noticed it was dinnertime and went to the cafeteria. She got her food and sat alone at a table were she had a view of Jean Grey but it didn't look obvious she was staring. Bobby sat down next to her but her attention wasn't all there. All she could think about was Jean and how red really suited her. Rogue nodded and occasionally murmered yeah which seemed to satisfy the boy.

"So I'll meet you for breakfast tomorrow on the bench." Bobby said before heading off with some boys. Rogue breifly noted down what he said but most of her attention was on Jean and the way she was walking towards Rogue. As Jean sat down next to Rogue she said,

"How are you feeling?"

"Alright."

"I just want to make sure you're okay so would it be alright if I did some tests on you tomorrow morning?"

"You can do anything to me anytime." Rogue answered flirtatiously.

"We'll do the tests before breakfast tomorrow. Hope you don't mind?" Jean Grey said with an odd look on her face from Rogue's comment.

"Not at all. Looking forward to it!"

As Jean walked away with a worried expression on her face Rogue couldn't stop thinking about tomorrow morning.

As the night drew to a close, Rogue headed to the kitchen for a beer before bed.

Luckily no one was around so it gave Rogue some time to think. She knew something wasn't right with her but she couldn't put her finger on it and she couldn't seem to bring herself to care. The beer ran out and sleep called to her so she went to bed setting her alarm bright and early for tomorrow morning.