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Decisions

Rogue woke up to the early rising sun fighting its way through the room's dark purple curtains. I'll have to change those, she thought to herself, now that Warren's here and all. She looked over to find his bed empty and she felt a sudden rush of fright. She got up and felt the burst of cold, coming from the floor beneath her. She slipped on a pair of flats she'd gotten from Storm from her birthday last year, warming her feet, and headed to the dining hall.

She found Storm sitting at their usual table, eating an omelet.

"You know I just realized how much it works to say 'Good Morning Sunshine' to you," Rogue smiled, sitting down next to her friend.

"Yes, well, let's not let that become a permanent nickname," Storm smirked.

Rogue smiled, "Some just stick."

"Yes, but that won't be one of them, will it?" she asked, casting her a motherly glance.

Rogue rolled her eyes, "I happen to not know what you're talking about."

Storm nodded, "So, how's our little search coming along?"

"Warren is moving in, I guess already moved…he slept there last night. Or at least, I believe he did, he was gone when I woke up this morning."

"I saw him heading for the gym this morning, he seemed rushed," Storm said, "And then I saw Logan stumble along after him. Please tell there's not anything I need to know about there?"

"I don't know, I would ask him, but apparently I'll have to go to the gym for that," Rogue stood up.

"You'll drop by and tell me later, won't you?"

"If it's the right thing to do, then yeah," Rogue answered, heading back to her room, hoping she'd see Warren there and not have to make the trip across campus to the gym, only to be disappointed by the pair of them making out in the locker room.

Though they might just be making out in her room, so either way, she's hurt. That always seemed the case. It always seemed that if anybody was to feel pain, it was her. And because she couldn't actually feel the skin of another, the pain was contained mostly inside of her. Inside a person whose never been touched.

She opened the door to see the window open, the curtains blowing and the wind circling the room. She walked hesitantly towards it and gazed out. The sun pelted down upon the school and she spotted Warren up in the air, his body shiny with sweat, his bare chest gleaming in the light. His arms stretched out, catching the air current and spinning his body into perfect motions. She caught herself starring lovingly and pulled away from the window, sitting down at her desk to do some last minute studying for a test she has in Hank's class tomorrow.

They didn't have many teachers at the school, not after losing the Professor, Jean and Scott. Storm taught a few classes, Hank pitched in and she heard students around her age, X-Men, would soon be heading their own classrooms. She flipped through a vocab list she defiantly needed to know, and didn't know at all, trying to memorize as many words and definitions as possible. Some students probably had ways to cheat on stuff like this, using their gifts. No help there…she thought to herself.

She jumped as somebody fell into the room, through the window.

"Sorry, for startling you. I was hoping you'd be back by now," Warren said, sitting down on his bed and chugging a glass of water from it's end table.

"Why?" Rogue asked, more then happy to forget about her homework.

"Logan says he wants this to be real, us, even though technically we were no more once he broke it off."

"So, then, you guys are, what, dating?"

"I told him I needed to think, because I do, and also, I wanted your thoughts on the matter. I mean, what happened last night…" Warren trailed off and looked hopefully at her.

"Warren, I can't lie to you, but what happened last night can't go further…because you might get hurt, you could die," Rogue said quietly, clearly miserable about what she was saying, and miserable that it was true.

"It just doesn't seem fair," he sighed, "You always being untouched. It's a shame too, because if you could..."

"Let's not get our hopes up Warren," Rogue stood up and walked to the door, "Be with Logan. See I there's something there." Warren looked undecidedly at her, his eyes searching, hoping, for a sign that she didn't want him to be with somebody else, that she wanted him to be with her. But her face was as hard to read as any and with a sad smile and left him, alone in their room.