Words to Readers: This chapter has a few lines of adult/ x-rated things. You will be able to tell when its coming. If it offends you just skip over it, you won't miss a thing about the plot in the story. Its only one sentence though. Just for anyone to know, my STORY WILL NOT BECOME A LEMON (SEX) DRIVEN STORY. I am still trying to decide if I really want to throw them in every now and again. I don't want people who want them to become uninterested in my story and I don't want to offend others by writing them. I only want people to love my reading. (This story has thrown itself back in my mind 10 fold, so my Yu Yu Hakusho story is on hold.)

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Chapter 7: Mutant Tournament: 24 Hours Away

The mansion and everyone in it was in an uproar. The tournament was a day away, there were no classes, and everyone had become committed to making sure their skills were perfected. Everywhere Ororo looked, students were here and there asking questions towards others, finding quick sparring partners, and finishing their uniforms. Ororo laughed. In the last 3 years fashion had become a rather large part of the tournament. The girls had asked 4 years ago, if that could become a part of the tournament and they all agreed that it could be an incentive after the tournament. The boys had also become hooked on making sure they were dressed to impress. The winners of the tournament received a week off and a trip to two secluded cabins at Charles' friend little resort. As Ororo walked through the crowd, she saw Iris leaning against a doorway talking to Marie and Bobby.

"Hello. How have you been Iris, Marie and Bobby?" Ororo smiled warmly to them all.

"Hey Ms. Monroe!" Bobby and Marie said in unison and Marie gave her a slight hug.

"Long time no see Ororo." Iris walked up to her and gave her a tight hug.

"Yes it has been a few days since the uproar of the tournament. Do you all plan on participating?" Ororo asked.

"Me and Iris are entering. Marie isn't though. Told her she should, but she said no." Bobby wrapped his hands around Marie's waist and she blushed. As Bobby did this, he smiled slyly at Iris. She rolled her eyes and waved to another student named Shun-Ling. She had become a nice friend to fight with. She was not that powerful, but her endurance was even beyond hers, which stood for a good fight. Iris smirked. No one compared to Logan when it came to fighting. Remy came next, but after that, she really did not think anyone was up to par. She wanted to fight Ororo, but she respected Ororo for saying that she did not really fight without good cause. The fight in Iris was sort of disappointed about that decision. She had sparred lightly with Ororo and she posed a compatible challenge. Iris looked around and summed up that this was not her set. Too many people in too much of a bustle for her taste. She noticed that she had not seen Logan, Remy, or the new guy Neo.

"Did you not hear me Iris?" Ororo came and stood next to Iris.

"Oh excuse me Ororo. What was said?"

"Have you seen Logan around today?" Ororo looked into Iris' eyes and saw a hint of amusement.

"No, but I was just leaving." Ororo, Bobby, and Marie said their goodbyes as they looked as she left quietly from the crowd.

Using her in depth powers, Iris surmised that neither Logan nor Remy were in the mansion.

Always close to nature I suppose

As she walked outside, she felt the presence of someone following her, but she chose to ignore it. She continued her walk, until she found Logan and Remy sparring.

Remy dodged a kick and charged up his Bo staff.

"C'mon Swamp Rat, can't ya do better?!"

"As you wish my Mon Amie."

Iris watched as she saw Remy power up like she had never seen him do before. He swerved and jumped out of Logan's reach and hit him in the back with his bo staff.

"Well done boys." She clapped as she walked up to the two of them.

"Hey Riz." Logan said while picking himself up.

"Remy's une petite chere ami is here to see Remy fight?"

"Yes I was looking for the both of you and surmised you probably had gone off to spar."

"Wanna fight with us Riz?"

"No thank you Logan. I am saving up my energy for the tournament. I am looking forward to defeating some of the people that have not been too kind to me since the beginning of my stay."

"I tink it will be good to have you fighting wit us Iriz."

"I suppose so. How long have you two been at each others throats?"

"A lil more than 3 hours." Logan walked over to a duffel bag and pulled out two beers and gave one to Remy. He also pulled out water and handed it to Iris.

"This entire mansion is in an uproar about this tournament. I suppose it is something of grave importance to look forward to." Iris took a seat near a tree.

Remy went over to her and lay in the grass with his head resting in her lap, while Logan leaned on the side of the tree.

"Do you plan on participating in the tournament Logan?"

"Nah. Professor X said unless we want to challenge someone or someone challenges us and both sides accept we can't fight."

"Maybe Remy will cha'lenge Logan for sport."

"You really want to get embarrassed don't ya swamp rat."

"Do not say that Logan. Remy is a very formidable fighter." She looked down and realized she was absent-mindedly playing through Remy's auburn-colored hair. She continued anyway.

"Tank you chere." Remy grabbed her free hand and began playing with the inside of her palm with his finger.

"Anyways," Logan said, "Everyone here is expectin' a new stock of winners. Be fun to see you fight Iris. Think ya up to it?"

"Sure why shouldn't I be Lo?"

"Remy saw new guy figh'ting. He not be eazy competitor chere. Should you not be careful he might win."

"Speak of the devil Iris."

As they looked towards the mansion, they saw Neo coming with a girl, namely Brittany.

"Ah hello Iris. Logan and Rem right."

"It'z Remy."

"Whatever."

"Hey Remy!" Brittany chimed. She had always had a crush on Remy or better yet, wanted to be in his bed, but he had never shown an interest, but that did not stop her from trying.

"Good afternoon Brit'any." Remy said nonchalantly paying more attention to the shape of Iris' hand than to her. Brittany frowned at this.

"Logan will you be participating in the tournament tomorrow." Neo asked seemingly interested.

"No."

"A shame. I would have so loved to show your weakness to the entire school. And what of you Iris?"

"Yes I will be participating." She said this with less enthusiasm than normal, which still was not a lot. She had stood up to grab Logan's arm to stop him from lashing out at Neo for that off-handed comment, Remy and Logan then packed up their things, Remy kissed Iris on the cheek and Logan gave her hand a squeeze and they began walking back to the mansion, not saying anything to Neo or Brittany. Not feeling up to a good slaughter today, she began to trail back until Neo said

"A shame really. Me and you would have made such a nice pair." Brittany looked at him a frowned again."

"Ha! Of what." Brittany said coldly. Iris turned around slowly and looked her straight in the eye.

"Yes I was pondering the same exact question, but maybe you should ask your present beau and not me." At this Iris turned and walked off.

"What did you mean by that Neo?"

"None of your business."

"What do you mean none of my business? I am your girlfriend and you should...

"Hey Britt slow down. Who ever said this was a relationship? Is that what you think?"

"I thought you cared about me Neo?"

"Look it's been fun and the sex was good. I never showed an interest in you, but when you gave me that awesome blowjob I figured what the hell. You can come by my room and give me head anytime you wish. How about that?"

"Well the sex was good... oh what the hell sure! Brittany began walking back to the mansion.

Neo chuckled. "Slut." As he began walking back towards the mansion, his mind fell on Iris. The curves of her body, that slight smile she only gave to Remy, Logan, Ororo, and Professor X, the tone of her voice, the way she licked her lips, and even her mannerisms were very sexual even though she probably did not even know it. Her walk, talk, dress and everything about her turned him on. She would be a major conquest that he would love to conquer. He would love nothing more than all night to play with her large curvaceous breasts and slide his fingers in and out of her womanhood until her orgasm would hit and she would scream his name a thousand times over. He got the chills.

"I definitely need to get with that." And he disappeared into the mansion.

Hours later (around 7:15 that night), Logan found himself looking for Ororo. He had not really seen her that day because of the hype about the tournament. As he continued his pursuit for her, it led him to the back porch of the mansion. He was ready to give up, when he got a soft hint of vanilla musk and different fragrances of flowers. The greenhouse. It was her own little private getaway and that scent was definitely hers. As he made his way to the door, he opened it very quietly and knew she was here, for he heard small footfalls from the back of the house. He crept silently through and noticed how beautiful the flowers were. They all belonged to her and he knew she was the only one to take care of them and he silently commended her for the amazing job she was doing. He soon stopped and his eyes settled on her. Her back was turned and she was clipping dead leaves from a rosebush. As she turned around, her arm hit a glass bottle and it fell, but not before Logan caught it. When he stood up, he was a hairs breath from her lips.

"Hi Lo." She said with affection, and surprise in her voice.

"Uhh... Hey Ro." He handed her the bottle, though neither of them stopped looking at each other. She sat the bottle on the little table next to her, but never moved from her current position.

"Did Iris every find you today Lo?"

"Yeah. Me and Remy were sparring when she found us." They were both talking through lust stricken voices and though Logan could tell Ororo did not know quite how she was feeling. She had loved these last weeks, really months, since Iris came into their lives. Ever since then, it seemed her and Logan had formed a bond and she loved every minute of it and all the time they were spending together. She learned more about him everyday and vice versa. He was quite kind-hearted and always knew what to say and when to say it. She really loved and valued his company. Over this period of time, she even thought she had developed feelings for him again. She had developed feelings for him a while after he arrived, but she knew they could not be returned, so they eventually died down, after the lonely nights, solemn days, and even worse when she began dreaming about him and his touch and heated gaze. She perceived to everyone she was not affected and could care less, but she perceived a lie. She cared for him as a friend and hoped she could care for him as something more.

Logan on the other hand knew what he as feeling. He cared for Ororo the way he could never care for another woman. He adored her company. Listening to her smooth calm voice and the authority it held, watching the way she did the simplest things like drink orange juice or wave her hand. He had noticed for a long time that when she became agitated she bit her bottom lip slightly, how when she walked it seemed sometimes she was not walking at all but gliding. Lately, he had noticed, that when they would take their daily walk around the mansion, how she had began holding his hand or wrapping her arms around his and whisper funny little things in his ear. She had quite the sense of humor. He paid much attention to this because, a little while before that, he had started wrapping his arm around her waist for their walks, or walking behind her with his arms loosely around her neck. Through all this she never objected, but never did little things like that back, but he didn't mind, he knew her and her personality would not allow it, but at this present moment and the way Ororo was acting now, anything could happen.

"Can I uhh.... Kiss you Ororo?" He never asked for anything and would not have even asked to kiss Ororo, but he only wanted to make her happy not scare her off from shock. Before he could mentally hit himself, he felt her lips pressed to his. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close enough for her to feel his stirring manhood. Ororo wrapped her arm loosely around his neck as she felt his other hand creep up the front of her shirt. She urged him on by rising to his every touch. Logan's hands roamed over her body as Ororo grew bold and began kissing him on his neck and exploring his body with her hand. Logan picked her up and put her on the table behind them, knocking its contents to the floor. As the kissing continued, Ororo legs were slightly parted and Logan began slowly moving his hand up and down the inside of her thigh, massaging her leg and more sensitive part through the fabric. Ororo moaned through the kiss, but was so shocked from the feeling she felt, she almost fell from the table. Logan caught her, but stopped his ministrations.

"I...am sorry Logan," she breathed through heated vocals. "I am just...

"Sshhh. I know Ro. Can I jus walk you to your room. I know ya ain't ready for this yet, I jus feel for ya Ro."

"I care for you a great deal too Lo. I would like that walk though, but not to my room, but our usual walk if you would not mind." Ororo looked up at him and smiled through a very heated gaze.

"Sure. Anything for ya Ororo." He said sincerely.

He helped her down from the table, and tilted her chin up towards him and slowly moved her hair from her face.

"Lets go Ororo."

As they walked the grounds, they were both silent and had been since they left the greenhouse. Finally Logan said

"Ororo I didn't mean to offend ya or anything."

"You did not Logan, only scared me."

"I didn't want to do that either. I only wanted to show you how I feel in some kind of a way."

"There are more ways to show a woman you care than sex Logan, but it can help."

"Ha! Never thought I'd hear ya say that darlin."

"I am full of surprises and you seem to be bringing them out in me. Sometimes I wonder Logan, if you are just being friendly with me to sleep with me and when I think of that it makes me sad, really it does. I think of how pretty Jean is with her fire red hair and flirtatious manner and I know that is just not me, though sometimes I wish it was. She has always had Scott. It is not like I have not had beau's, but they have only wanted me for my looks. I was always the African beauty with the exotic white hair. I don't want anyone's pity and I always knew someone out there had it worse than me and I have met that person; Iris. I know she would never want my pity, she is very self-efficient and self-righteous where her looks are concerned, but I can't fathom how hard it was been for her. Logan I just do not want you to be deceiving me.

Logan looked at her and said seriously, "I love you Ororo Monroe."

Shocked so speechless, she almost killed over. Logan caught her and they sat on the ground slowly.

"Logan you can't..."

"But I do Ororo and nothin can change that. I would never want to hurt you and decievin ya would be doin so. I don't look at you as the African beauty with exotic white hair, I look at you as MY beauty and that's it, and I can only hope that you would love me too. I don't have many feelings, but to hold in how I feel bout you would kill me. I wanna be with you."

" I want to be with you too Logan and I do love you." This was all Ororo could say.

"Logan helped her up and when she made it to her feet, he picked here up and hugged her as she laughed and giggled. He sat her down and they began running back to the mansion.

On the porch

"You know Logan, if Iris would not have come here, I think we might not have ever been this close." She wrapped herself around him.

"Trust me darlin, we would have, but I thank Iris for moving it along quicker. It could have been months. Come on, we are both tired lets go."

"Whatever you say sweetie." She kissed him softly. Logan was speechless, but wrapped his hand around her waist and they went inside.

Hovering in the darkness in a thin nightgown, in a position as though she were sitting in a chair with her legs crossed was the ever-present Iris. With one hands placed delicately under her chin, she uttered two words.

"You welcome." As she flew off into the darkness, her whereabouts unknown to anyone except someone in the dark.