A/n: Hey guys this is my new story its an AU with Storm and Logan. Hope you guys like it.
The characters might be a little OOC, As always read and review, flames are welcome, critiques greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: The X-men characters do not belong to me, they belong to Stan Lee.
Ororo clutched her books closer to her chest and kept her head down as she walked through the crowded corridors on the school. She knew they were talking about her she could hear their whispers but she didn't care she just kept walking to her next class. She took a seat in the back as usual and took out her work. She tried to stay out of the way of any and every one. But it seemed as if it was impossible. Her long white hair drew unwanted attention to her no matter where she sat or what she did. It didn't help that her eyes were bluer than a sparkling ocean, mixed with her milk chocolate skin she look different to say the least, and everyone let her know just what a freak she looked like.
She sighed as the other students filled in as usual the two seats next to her stayed empty. It didn't faze her though she was used to it now. She had spent three and a half long years dealing with negative comments, and hurtful words. Now all she did was ignore them. In a few months it would be over, she would graduate and be free of all the gossip. She focused on the teacher throughout class ignoring the looks the other students gave her.
Class ended and she was the last one out. She took her time walking to the student parking lot. Her last period was a free one so she always went home before anyone would notice. She stopped half way to her car and frown. There was like two or three guys just standing next to it. Whatever she shrugged it's not like she couldn't just walk past them. They were still on school property all they could do was insult her after all. She continued on her way her head down as always counting each step to her car. When she had gotten close enough they move to the car right next to hers.
She paid them no mind as she tried to find her keys. Her hands were unsteady as she dug through her purse she could feel their eyes on her.
"Need some help darlin'?" One of the guys had come up behind her.
She said nothing and continued to riffle through her purse, where was her blasted keys. He had stepped closer and her arm brushed against him and she froze.
"That was rude of ya, you should say sorry."
Ororo stayed frozen staring down at the ground, she took in a deep breath and turned around. "I…I'M" She stopped realizing just who he was. She glanced around not trying to make eye contact. It seemed as if the other two guys had disappeared. Properly left while she had been looking for her keys, she frowned It was Logan star football player of the school. She only knew because he and his groupies thought they were the best things alive.
"Ya what?" He said stepping a little closer to her, she stepped back until she was trapped her back on her car him right in front of her a hairs breath away.9*
"I'm sorry I…" Her words caught in her throat, he had close the small gap between them and his chest hit hers his face inches from her.
"I'm waiting."
Ororo didn't know what to do he was to close for her comfort. His eyes bore into hers and she turned away from his gaze. His hand went to her face, turning it so she looked directly at him, "Are ya scared? I aint gonna do nothing to ya as long as ya apologize to me."
She wanted to she desperately did but her throat was so dry she swallowed slowly the sound loud in her ears, "I'm so...sorry I shouldn't have touched you."
He smirked as he looked at her, her eyes were focused on somewhere behind him, her body limp against the car. "Was that so hard Darlin'?"
Ororo shook her head hoping he would back away from her now that he got what he wanted, he didn't of course. He stayed planted in front her, one hand on the side of her the other on her shoulder. She jerked back when his hand when to her hair, before she knew it he had pulled it out of her ponytail and it fell around her shoulder, " Ya should wear it like this," he ran his hand through it, he pulled back and stared at her, " Beautiful."
Her eyes widen for a second he hadn't just said that, no her imagination was running wild. There was no way he called her beautiful, maybe he was talking about her hair, or maybe he was just messing with her eyes slitted and she pushed him away. How could he be so cruel it didn't matter to her when someone called her a freak or said she looked disgusting but to say beautiful that hurt more than any other insult that had ever been thrown at her. She found her key and got in her car slamming the door and speed off.
Logan stood there perplexed. Surprised by the sudden fire she had shown. The feel of her soft skin and hair still on his fingertips. He had seen her many times before in the halls she wasn't hard to miss. Her platinum hair shown like a beacon. That wasn't what stood out to him the most though she was exceptionally beautiful.
Ororo sat in her car in front of her small house, it was on the outskirt of the city her mother had left it to her in her will. She wiped at her face tears had been threaten ever since she got in the car. This was the first time in a two years had she cried because of what someone said. She shook her head grabbing her back pack and going inside.
-k-
Ororo sat at the top of the bleachers, she wished she could just go home but she couldn't it was a mandatory meeting for all graduating seniors. Only one month to go and she would be out of this wretched place. She couldn't understand why people hated her so much when some walked around in all black or had their hair in bright pink. Whatever she mumbled to herself as the principal walked onto the floor and begun to speak. As she listened to him drone on about the appropriate behavior at graduation she scanned the room. She was looking for someone but she would never admit it. She found him perched against the bleachers. Her eyes roamed over his body he was a little short but looked as if he worked out, his was cute but not in the traditional way he was rugged his hair wild. His eyes…her eyes met his and she averted her gaze.
There was no way he was probably just looking over in her general direction, she glanced at him again and sure enough his dark eyes bore into her blue ones. She blushed and a small smile spread across his lips. She glanced down afraid to meet his gaze, she opened her notebook and pretended to work. When the assembly was finally over she let out a sigh of release. It had felt as if he had been watching her the whole time. She waited until most of the students stood up to leave and made her way under the bleachers to the back exit. She would wait there till the rest of the seniors left because class was over for them for the day.
She glanced around, she hadn't really been sure what was outside the door. It had le into a long hallway that probably led to the football field. She shrugged she would wait thirty or so minutes, by that time they should all be gone.
"Ya waiting for someone?"
Ororo jumped turning around she already knew who it was, "no no just on the phone."
"Oh really? Not what it looked like when I came out, ya lost or something?"
"Did you follow me or something?"
"Nah I always come out here to smoke." He fished out his lighter and lit one up.
Ororo eyes widened and stared at him for a second before taking it out of his mouth and dropping it on the floor, "You can't smoke on school property." She hissed stepping on the butt.
He shrugged and pulled out another one and went to light it, Ororo lunged grabbing his lighter and took off running down the long hallway. Logan stood there watching her figure disappear down the hall. Again he never would have thought she would do that, he took off after her.
Ororo stopped trying to catch her breath. She hunched over her long hair falling like a waterfall around her. ~what were you thinking~ she didn't even know why she had done that, but smoking was not only bad for you but it was not permitted anywhere on school grounds. And for some reason she had wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. Her breathe came easier now and she didn't hear any footsteps maybe he didn't even care she had taken his lighter he probably had a backup in his car anyways. She stood pushing it into her back pocket and turned the corner only to let out a yelp as she was pushed into the wall.
"Ya made a big mistake there girly," he said, his face inches from hers.
"I'm sorry Logan." She hoped apologizing would placate him. Last time that was all he had wanted hopefully it was the same.
"Aint working this time Darlin' I need something else from ya." Again he was so close, his chest on hers his hands on either side of her body.
She squirmed a little reaching into her back pocket for the lighter and holding it up to him the best she could in the little space, he smirked at her a mischievous look crossing his face. He shook his head taking the lighter from her and throwing it away. "Nope not that." His ran from their resting place at her hips up the side of her body, gently brushing the curve of her breast. He watched her face, apprehension skittering across her features.
"No…" it came out low, her voice was gone she wanted to scream tell him get away from her.
"Shhh." She watched his lips, and licked her own, suddenly feeling dry. He leaned into her and for some reason she closed the gap and kissed him. Logan stood shocked for a second then went into the kiss fully, taking over. His lips devoured hers hungrily his tongue exploring her mouth. His hand brushing against her breast, feeling the soft fullness of them.
Ororo's mind was swimming, she kissed him, they were still kissing no this was wrong, this was wrong on so many levels. She pulled back breathing hoarsely. Her eyes searching his, his gaze was completely focused on her lust clearly illuminated in his eyes.
"You taste delicious" He leaned in closer wanting another and she turned her head.
"You taste like cigarettes utterly disgusting."
He burst out laughing, and she frowned, "It's true that was horrible."
"Whats horrible is your hair," he ran his hand through tugging on it softly, the white wisp touching her cheek, "Whats horrible is the way you sit in the back of the class like a shy little mouse. When ya really a wild cat in disguise." His tugged at clasp of her sweater pulling it open.
"You act like ya couldn't give to shits about other people yet ya couldn't stand to see me smoking. Whats really going on here Ro."
"You're asking me? You're the one that snuck up on me, you're the one that kissed me, and you're the one that's always watching me. You are a stalker!" She pushed him off of her and buttoned up her shirt. "You are an asshole." She pushed off the wall walking away from him. "Do not talk to me again, please do not look at me either." She flung her hair over her shoulder as she walked away.
Logan couldn't help but laugh he was an asshole not like he hadn't heard that before. The not talking to her again was a new one, no girl had ever said that to him, another surprise from his shy little mouse.
Ororo walked off steaming, how had she let that happened, why had she kissed him in the first place? She got in her car slamming the door behind her and rested her head on the steering reel. The guy to give a you a passing glance and you make out with him. Why was she so stupid? She sighed turning on her car and driving off.
It was funny how you could think about something that happened long ago without even wanting to. Her mind was weird like that always bringing up something she wished she could forget all together.
Ororo stared at herself in the mirror and sighed. Another day and of the same routine. She glanced at the long jet black wig, and then slipped it on tucking the loose strand of her silvery hair underneath it. She brushed it slowly, making sure every strand was in place. She glanced at reflection she looked normal… she shook her head reaching for her dark brown contacts. She slipped then and ran the brush over her hair once more.
She glanced at her business suit, it was charcoal grey and three sizes to big. It hung shapelessly on her figure, disguising any reminisce of her breast. She knew she looked like an awkward dare she say unattractive woman but that's the way she liked it. She didn't want anyone's eyes on her she didn't like the attention this way she looked like any normal woman walking down the street, nothing special about her. She glanced at herself one last time before leaving for work.
"Morning Betty, anything new today?" Ororo set down the coffee she had picked up and glanced at the secretary. She was a tall leggy blonde, well this week she was. She usually changed her hair color whenever the mood suit her. She had big breast and showed them off proudly. She had a great body and she knew it, using it to get what she wanted most of the time.
"Actually," She leaned up closer to Ororo her voice dropping to a low whisper, "There's a new guy here and he is drop dead gorgeous, mmm I what I wouldn't do to spend an hour locked away with him somewhere."
Ororo giggled at her, Betty was man hungry everyone knew and she didn't hesitate to let you know how hot one guy was or how many guys she had going at the time, "I have not seen him, come to think about it Charles did not say anything to me."
"Well it's just a heads up honey, he is smoking hot and will be working here from now on." She glanced down at her vibrating phone, "Which one am I going to have to dump?"
"Dump?" She didn't know why she was even asking, but she did want to know she lived vicariously through Betty and all her sexual exploits.
"Well yea, I try and keep four guys in my stable, if I can get the new guy then I'll have to get rid of one of the others." She sighed as if this was going to be the hardest decision in her life.
"Also don't forget the party tonight, I know you like to stay late to work but it's pretty much mandatory.
Ororo sighed she did not want to go, She hated parties she had planned to skip most of it finishing up her work then go down in the last stretch. "I do not know if I can make it Betty, my mom is sick and..."
"Yea you've used that excuse before Emily, besides it's a costume party it should be fun. I'm going as a nurse, you should come as one to Emily I have an extra one."
"Um no thanks Betty I will think of something, what time is the party?"
"Eight sharp be there or be square as they say." She giggled.
Ororo rolled her eyes and went to her office. Who thinks of a costume party for an office party? There was no holiday coming up It didn't even made any sense to her yet she would leave at four go home change and come back as what she didn't know she would figure something out when she got home.
Four rolled around and she put her work away, saying bye to Betty and leaving.
Ororo pulled up in front of her small cottage then hurriedly took a shower. She went to her closet, and laughed she could go as a business woman cause that's all she had in there suits, almost all the same color.
She glanced around her closet what could she go as? Out of the corner she spots the dress she wore to her mother's funeral. It was white she had refused to wear black her mom wouldn't of liked it. She had loved the color white and refused to wear it when she had been alive. She pulled the dress off the rack it was a simple white dress she slipped it on and went to the mirror. She stared at herself her long platinum hair hung over her shoulders her blue eyes sparkled back at her. She searched through her drawer for some make -up and put a little on. "Whatever" she sighed and left her house.
-Party-
Ororo stood at the door for a second and took a deep breath she smoothed out wrinkles in her dress and opened the door. She was immediately assaulted with loud music and disco lights. She glanced around at all her coworkers, some she recognized others she didn't. She walked in slowly catching sight of Betty. She would hang around with her for a while because really she was the only one she really knew here minus Charles who she didn't see at the moment.
"Hey Betty!"
Betty turned around and glanced at her. "Umm hi…?"
Ororo stood there for a second a frown on her face, and then she remembered exactly what she looked like. "It's me Emily." She said quietly.
"You're lying" she stared at her for a few seconds concentrating, "Emily…wow you look amazing and you what the white queen or something?"
Ororo wasn't even sure who that was, "Yea I couldn't think of anything else to go as."
"Well it looks great Em."
Ororo smiled, "Thanks so how long do we have to stay here?"
"You're gonna leave already? You just got here Em."
"Yea but something came up and I should leave early to take care of it."
"Hmm as long as Charles sees you here I guess its fine to leave."
Ororo nodded glancing around looking for her boss, she spotted him talking to someone else. She made her way over to him trying to look as cheerful as possible. She would just talk to him for a few minutes then make her way out quietly.
"Hey Mr. Xavier nice little party you got going on here," Ororo smiled at her boss and turned to the other man. Her face fell for second before her usual cheery façade resumed. She stared at his face for a she knew him. She had knew the moment she seen his face, yet he didn't seem to recognize her which was good. He hadn't really changed since she last seen him. He was still as cute as before.
"I'm sorry but I don't think we have met before." Charles stared at her, no he didn't recognize her face, he prided himself on knowing all his employees by name but he defiantly didn't know this ones.
Ororo frowned did she really look that different, "I'm a new hire sir. I was not sure I should come because I've only been here for a few days but I am glad I did."
"So am I, where are my manners this is James Howlett he's our new VP." Charles shook his head and laughed.
Ororo turned to him, "It's nice to meet you Mr. Howlett."
"The pleasure is all mine." His eyes roamed over her appreciating.
Ororo blushed and stood there awkward for a second, "Well I'll let you guys get back to your conversation. Goodbye Mr. Howlett, boss."
"Call me Logan everyone else does." He grinned at her and she nodded walking off.
She felt self-conscious walking away from him, she could feel his eyes on her still. She felt giddy her heart going a mile and hour. The way he had looked at her sent shivers down her spine.
She went to the punch bowl and got something to drink watching as everyone danced and partied. She wondered what kind of punch it was because it tasted weird. Before long she was feeling lightheaded as silly grin across her features as she stepped on the dance floor and began to dance. She felt so inhibited as she moved to the rolling rhythm of the music.
Time seem to fly as she danced with one guy after another enjoying the party a lot more than she would of expected. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror a whole different person stared back at her. The person in the mirror looked sexy, red painted lips tousled hair a come hither look on her face. This wasn't her was it, no way she could ever look like this. She smiled of course she could. So more punch and she would look a lot better she laughed as she walked out of the bathroom.
She stopped suddenly before hitting into a party goer. "Ya gotta be more careful Darlin'"
Ororo turned to see Logan just standing there staring at her a smirk on his face. His words seemed to sober her up a bit, "Yea I should I think I maybe had a little to much punch tonight." She giggle, "That said I think I need some more." She walked off back to the punch bowl where she downed another cup.
"Ya shouldn't be drinking so much of that, someone spiked it."
Ororo turned to the party pooper, "Thanks for the tip Logan but I can handle a little liquor." She turned her back to him. What was with him, everywhere she went he was just a few feet away from her. He was starting to piss her off.
"Ya sure bout that?"
She frowned, "what is your problem Mr. Howlett? There are a bunch of other people drinking far more than me, yet you are hovering over my shoulder like an over-protective parent." She said exasperated.
"For one none of them look like ya, two it's obvious your drunk and I don't wanna have to deal with a sexual harassment complaint tomorrow."
Ororo frowned her hands on her hips, "Well you do not have to worry about me, and I am not going home with anyone but myself."
Logan laughed a devilishly handsome grin spread across his face, "Oh really?" He stepped closer to in the dark corner.
Ororo took a step back away from him, this scene all to familiar to her, yet it could be the alcohol muddling her brain but she wished it would play out just like before. She wished he would kiss her again touch her the way he had. She stared into his dark eyes the familiar look of lust deep in their depths, "Logan…" she breathe out his name barely above a whisper and unconsciously her body gravitated to his till she could feel the warmth of his body.
"No one but ya self Darlin'?" he leaned in and kissed her hungrily. His lips devouring hers, tasting her. She melted into his embrace pushing her breast against his chest. Trying to alleviate some of the tension in them. He pulled away his and her breath ragged, "No one?"
Ororo glanced away from him shyly, everything seemed to have stop, the party goers were non-existent it was just him and his question. She gulped her throat suddenly feeling dry. She had never done this before. Would never consider it especially with someone she just met…someone she worked for. But her body was hungry for his touch, desperately needed to feel his hands on her. She glanced at him under her lashes knowing this was wrong, every part of her mind telling her she shouldn't let it happen but her body was begging for it. She threw all her thoughts out the window she would deal with the consequences another day and grabbed his hand leading him outside, "Yours or mine?"
Ororo groaned turning over in bed. Her head was pounding, maybe the last few drinks hadn't been such a good idea. She really didn't feel like getting out of bed it was Saturday anyways no need to go to work she should just stay in bed until she felt better. She paused feeling the heavy weight on her stomach. Her eyes widened an inaudible gasp escaping her lips.
She laid still for a second fear coursing through her. She racked her brain trying to remember what happened last night and who might be in the bed with her but for the life of her she couldn't remember. All that came back to her was punch and her drinking a lot of it… She laid there debating what to do boy was this awkward. She glanced around this wasn't her bedroom so she had went home with someone and now she was still in bed with him after doing Kami knew what last night.
She turned around slowly and tried to slide away from him but his grip tightened on her waist and she stilled. This couldn't be happening…
She laid there quietly listening to the tick of the clock wonder what time it was and how she was going to make her escape. She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she felt him stir. He sat up and she closed her eyes and tried to pretend to be sleeping. She could feel the bed move as he stood and heard the door close. As soon as the shower came one she jumped out of bed, grabbed her scattered clothing and put them on then rushed out of the room.
When she was a few blocks away she finally stopped to catch her breath. How could she have been so stupid last night? A few drinks and she was sleeping with someone. She had never done that never would of considered it, whatever was in that punch had really messed her up. She walked rest of the way home trying to remember what happened.
A/N: ok so that's the first chapter, next should be up in a few days. Thanks again for reading!