TITLE : Maybe Someday
AUTHOR : CD
EMAIL : hecubis21@yahoo.com
GENRE : Eventually Rogue/Logan Romance
RATING : this chapter is probably PG
DISCLAIMER : The X-Men aren't mine, they belong to
Marvel
ARCHIVING: If you have the prologue, you can archive
this. If not, you can archive it but make sure you
let me know, and also that you get the prologue.
SUMMARY: Only one person can help Rogue contain her
powers...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: By the way, Rogue is 21 in this
fanfiction, Logan has been gone for 4 years. Feedback
is greatly appreciated, good or bad, as long as you're
nice about it.
~*CD*~
It was early in the morning and Rogue was walking
through a hallway of the school that she now thought
of as home. She thought about how she'd spent all
of last night feeling sorry for herself, and it made
her angry. She hated when people gave her pity and
yet, she was guilty of the same crime.
"Great, now I'm a hypocrite," she grumbled.
Suddenly, all the thoughts quickly flooded out of
Rogue's head as a strange feeling came over her.
"Oh my God...no it can't be, not now!!!"
Rogue doubled over, not from physical pain,
but from millions of insufferable emotions flooding
through her. She wasn't even sure that all of them
belonged to her.
"Logan is back," she said in shock.
If you asked her how she knew, Rogue wouldn't be
able to tell you. Somehow, she just *felt* it, and
with that feeling came many others. First, there was
fear. She panicked when thinking that he would get
close to her again, yet at the same time she was
afraid that he wouldn't want to. Could she handle the
proximity that would come as a result of their
friendship? On the other hand, could she handle it if
he decided not to even try and get close to her again?
As far as she was concerned, it was a lose-lose
situation.
After all, she was falling in love with Logan, or
at least she had been. That emotion was the next to
come back to her. Rogue was angry with herself. She
had stored that one tightly at the back of her mind,
never forgetting it but constantly trying to ignore
it. She'd been doing a decent job, too.
"Four years of hard work, all down the drain
because I can't control myself from acting like some
giddy teenager," she muttered.
Rogue always knew that whenever Logan came back
her feelings would be difficult to deal with, but
this was just ridiculous. For God sakes, she hadn't
even *seen* him yet!
However, the worst of the things that she felt was
a raw, emotional pain and sadness; the reason being
that the pain wasn't coming from her, it was coming
from Logan! The connection between them after the
absorption of his powers by her touch must have been
stronger than she thought. Rogue knew that Logan had
left Xavier's school to get some answers about his
past, and obviously, he hadn't found comforting ones.
She remembered when he'd had those terrible
nightmares, and she had tried to wake him up to
relieve him of the torment. Her actions had almost
cost them both their lives. Damn her powers, and damn
whoever was responsible for haunting Logan! Neither
of them deserved this.
Realizing she was still on her knees in the middle
of the hallway, Rogue stopped her current thoughts and
looked around. Luckily, it was class-time, so nobody
had witnessed her little scene, or at least that was
what she had hoped. She quickly got up and went
walking around, determined to find Logan. He wouldn't
turn her life upside-down, at least not if she had
anything to do with it.
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The man pulled up to the professor's school on his
motorcycle. He carefully placed it in the garage
where Cyclops' bike used to be. Logan winced at the
thought of having to tell Cyclops that he had ruined
his precious bike while on his little "vacation."
Then again, he could almost laugh at imagining the
expression on Cyclops' face. It would definitely be
worth it. The jerk would learn to deal with it, and if
he didn't, who cares?
It wasn't that Logan hated the guy, at least not
anymore. Before, he had just been jealous that
Cyclops had Jean. He no longer felt the stinging
jealousy, though. While on his trip, Logan had done a
lot of thinking, and realized his feelings for Jean
ran no deeper than infatuation. Jean was a friend to
him, and he cared for her, but he had never really
loved her. If he did, she would have crowded his
thoughts while he was away. But surprisingly, she
didn't, at least not for more than a week. No, it
wasn't love, he was sure of it. At least not anything
more than a love between friends.
Shaking Jean from his mind, Logan stepped into the
school. "Home sweet home," he said, knowing that this
was the only place that could ever feel like home to
him. After all, it's where Rogue was.
"Whoa there, where did that thought come from?" he
wondered, though it didn't really surprise him.
He had missed Rogue greatly throughout the four
years he'd been gone, though he would probably never
admit it to anyone. No one had to know how much that
girl had come to mean to him. Logan thought about her
constantly while he was away, and often worried about
what it would be like when he saw her again. She
probably hated him by now.
"Are you all right?" asked a concerned voice
coming from behind him.
Logan immediately recognized the voice, with its
sweet Southern drawl. He also knew the familiar smell
that belonged to its owner. That didn't make him any
less shocked to realize that Rogue was talking
to him. Well, at least it seemed like she didn't hate
him.
While waiting for his response, Rogue berated
herself for the words that came out of her mouth. She
had come to find him, hell-bent on making sure they
had no chance of reconnecting, when she had seen him
looking lost in thought. She remembered feeling his
pain before and wondered if he was thinking about his
past. Then, without even meaning to, she had asked
the question.
"What, no hello?" he asked her and finally turned
around to see her.
What he saw was not one bit what he expected.
Logan had expected the same awkward teenager he left
behind. It never occurred to him that she would
change at all. However, standing before him was a
beautiful woman. She had grown-up. Not that she
wasn't pretty before, but her facial and bodily
features had matured greatly, and her eyes...her eyes
made her look much older, as if she had aged from
an agony that someone of twenty-one shouldn't have to
bear. 'It looks like I'll have to stop calling her
kid,' he thought to himself. She was definitely not a
kid anymore.
"Hello," Rogue said cautiously. "I'm sorry, you
just looked so...sad. Now, are you all right?" she
asked him again.
Logan had greeted her as "kid." That's all she
ever was to him, and that's all she ever would be.
She'd just have to accept it and move on. 'Easier
said than done,' she presumed.
"I'm fine," he said harsher than he meant to, and
immediately regretted it when he saw the look of pain
in her eyes. "Sorry," he muttered.
'Dammit, this isn't going like I planned it,' he
realized. Not that he had ever known what he would
say to her when he saw her again. He had figured that
something would just come to him once he saw her, but
he was wrong. Truthfully, he just wanted to hold her
in his arms again. It had been so long since the last
time, and nothing had felt so right to him since.
"Don't be. I'm just glad you're okay." There was
a long pause. "Well, if you'll excuse me..." Rogue
trailed off as she started to leave. She didn't think
she could take this much longer.
"Not so fast," Logan growled, and then he
enveloped her in a careful embrace. He hoped his
actions would tell her what he just couldn't seem to
express in words.
Rogue understood. "I missed you too, Logan," she
told him after making sure he was in no danger of
touching her skin. She knew she shouldn't be hugging
him...her plan had been to make him want to stay as
far away from her as possible. 'After this,' she
promised herself. 'I'll just consider this a good-bye
hug.'
The two pulled apart after the bell rang and
students started flowing through the hallway. Hearing
somebody call out his name, Logan turned around to see
Jean, Cyclops, and Storm heading toward him.
"Here comes the cavalry," he groaned while turning
back toward Rogue. Logan's eyes widened in shock.
She was gone!
'We *are* going to talk, I won't let her hide from
me forever,' he vowed to himself. But for now, Logan
put his thoughts on hold and prepared to face the
three approaching X-men.
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