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BEAUTIFUL DISASTER	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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originalceenote - I fixed editing of the 4th chapter. Thank you for pointing out and for reviewing! It's good to know someone's reading!
CHAPTER 5
Remy knew that smell… It was something nice, something he really liked and something that… aroused him. The smell surrounded him and was much more intense than ever before. Slowly he opened his eyes. The room was almost dark with just a bit of bright morning light. Logan's face was inches from his own. Dark stubble was already showing on his sharp cheeks and his hair were tousled in a very appealing manner. And then there were Logan's lips, slightly parted in silent invitation.
Remy's morning wood was impossible to ignore anymore. His hand traveled down and quickly undid his fly, then expertly dived in and encircled his throbbing manhood. Heavy sigh escaped his lips. It felt so good… The smell was driving him crazy. It was so close and so intense. He stroked himself some more and swallowed the moan that has been building in his throat. The last thing he wanted was for Logan to wake up. He needed just a few more strokes… His head fell on Logan's muscular shoulder and his face brushed something… He turned to look and saw that Logan's head was resting on his forearm and his hand was in front of his face. Logan's beautiful fingers were right there. He could even lick them if he only slid his tongue out. He shivered and came hard into his own hand.
"FUCK Cajun! Get off me…"
Still sleepy Logan pushed the other man away and only then saw Remy's red face and the position of his hand. Remy braced himself for a punch.
"Merde… Logan… Don't …"
"You could at least go to the fucking bathroom, you prick... What the fuck is wrong with you? Clean it up!"
Logan stood up lazily and went to take a shower.
Remy couldn't believe his luck. When his life flashed before his eyes he was pretty sure he's about to meet his dire end. Meanwhile Logan not only didn't kill him but he didn't even hit him once! He didn't even look mad… Remy smiled happily. He always knew that Logan was a nice guy after all. He quickly cleaned himself up and went to the kitchen to fix some coffee. Logan joined him soon after, wearing only a towel around his waist.
"Did I smell coffee?"
"Sure, homme! Ici vous allez."
Remy handed Logan a mug of hot black coffee.
"Thanks man. How did you know I like it black."
Remy met his eyes and graced him with a sexy smile.
"Just a hunch, mon ami. How do you feel?"
Logan loved the taste of this coffee. It was perfect.
"I don't have a hangover if that's what you want to know, but after sleeping on a couch I am kind of sore. Thank you for the coffee. It's great."
Remy tried to smile and fight down this crazy blush that was creeping to face again.
"If you want to take shower, kid, go ahead! I'll make some breakfast."
In the bathroom Remy was assaulted by the smell of Logan once again and ended up masturbating for the second time that morning. Then he got back to the kitchen, dressed only in his jeans. He threw his T-shirt onto the kitchen chair and yawned. Logan was once again fully clothed.
"That smells great. "
"Sorry, kid. It's not ready yet. You need to wait."
Remy wasn't very good in waiting so he decided to go and fetch a newspaper from the porch. When he bent down to pick it up he felt some intense gaze upon his back. He turned around , smiled and waved at the stunned old lady from the neighboring house.
"Good morning, ma'am!"
Then he got back to the house already engrossed in reading the news.
"Merde, the gas prices are about to go up again…"
Logan looked alarmed.
"Where did you get that paper?"
"From your porch. Where else?"
"Don't walk around half naked! Someone may see you."
Remy raised his innocent eyes to Logan and looked questioningly at his friend.
"So what? I behaved. I was nice and said 'Good morning'."
"Who saw you?"
So getting off on his couch was alright but suddenly greeting a neighbor was a crime! Logan was so unpredictable.
"This nice old lady from the yellow house. What's the problem?"
"She saw you… in the morning, half naked on my porch! Now she surely believes that you spent the night here!"
Remy felt like he was missing something again. Something essential.
"Well… I DID spent the night in here, Logan…. "
"Are you really THAT dense, kid? They will start to talk!"
Yes, Remy was sure he was missing something but he was afraid to ask. He had a feeling that it would only anger Logan even more.
"I don't care what people say. Can I have some breakfast now?"
They shared a meal talking about some random stuff and Logan realized that it was actually very nice. It was like the old times. It reminded him of many lazy Sunday mornings with Scott… Logan sighed and opened the newspaper.
"What are you looking for, ami?"
"Job. Since I'm back I need to do something."
"What did you do in here before you left."
"I worked for the computer company."
"Then maybe you should start looking from there…?"
Logan was surprised. Why didn't he thought about it first? His previous boss was a woman that was crazy about him and they were still good friends. He was almost sure that she still work there.
"You're right! That's what I'll do. I liked to work there."
Sudden explosion of happiness filled Remy and he felt the embarrassing urge to giggle.
"But on the other hand I hoped that maybe I would do something else…"
"Like what, homme?"
"I don't know I just… I don't really feel like wearing a suit to work every day again…"
Just a thought about Logan in a suit gave Remy a slight boner. It made him wonder again, what was it all about. He wasn't gay for crying out loud, so what the fuck was that? Probably just a mystery that was James Howlett.
"Ok, I need to go. I was supposed to deliver some car at 10:00 a.m. Thanks for the breakfast."
"Do you need a ride to take you back?"
"Actually, I was going to make some calls and ask. Why? Do you have time?"
"Sure. I was going to do some groceries. I guess I'm out of beer."
Remy grins. "That's great! Let's go!"
They leave the house together, greeting some other neighbors. Michel takes a car while Remy drives off on his bike. They come together to Charlie's garage.
"Hey Jimmy!"
"Hi Charlie. What's up?"
"Here's your money. Rem' didn't take it."
"Then add to his payment. I won't take it back. It's his money. He earned it."
"Fine. Are you going with him now?"
"Yea, I was going to buy few stuff, I'll give him a lift. "
"Good. Oh, and Jimmy, don't you know what he was up to for the whole night long? I don't want him to get into some troubles again. His curator is really trying to keep him out of jail, you know…"
"I understand. Don't worry, Charlie. He was at my place. We had a few beers."
Charlie's expression changed instantly. He liked Remy and believed him to be a good boy. He was worried about him and hell bent on helping the kid so when he had heard that Remy wasn't robbing banks the whole night he was relieved. But the feeling was gone now. What was he doing at Logan's place?
Easy, maybe there was nothing to worry about. Remy wasn't like THAT, right? He knew the kid for years and if he was sure about anything about him, it was that he was straight. He just had a few beers with Logan. Logan was cool and punks like Remy loved to spend time with him. That was it. Besides, Logan would never do it to Charlie's cousin, right? And Remy wouldn't do anything like that too. Surely he wouldn't take it from another man. If anything, some other guy would have to take it from Remy, because he was not some girly pretty boy! He was no fucking faggot! Not Remy. Charlie knew him… He forced away all other thoughts. He ignored the fact that he knew Logan for years too and didn't realize he liked guys. He also didn't pay attention to the thought that Scott didn't look girly at all either…. It was all irrelevant after all, because it had NOTHING to do with his perfectly straight cousin.
Logan didn't miss the change in Charlie's expression.
"We just sit and talked drinking beer, Charlie. You're cousin doesn't swing that way and he informed me about it almost before he even introduced himself, so chill."
Charlie tried to smile, a bit relieved but somehow still not entirely convinced.
"Sure… but you used to not swing THAT way either."
Logan's face became suddenly very serious.
"Yea, but I fell in love."
Knowing that it was still a painful subject for his friend Charlie just dropped it.
"Fine, just go already."
They go. Remy delivers the car and comes back with Logan. The man looked quite impressive while driving. Remy admired his profile. He had a strong angular jaw, sharp features, straight nose and his ears were a bit spiky. Remy found it cute. His hair were ridiculous. It stood defying gravity. Remy used to thought that Logan uses tons of gel o keep it that way but when he saw him after the shower he realized he was wrong. And now he was assaulted by a strong need to run his fingers through Logan's wild mane to test his theory. He was sure that it would be soft and free of any disgusting, sticky substance…
He realized he was staring again and dropped his gaze. His eyes landed on Logan's hand positioned loosely on the steering wheel and suddenly the car became a very hot place… Remy opened the window to get some fresh air and to distract himself. He also started to play with the radio and the cassettes that were piling around the front seat.
"OMG, what is this?"
"You want me to kick your ass? Those are Marie's tapes. Say one bad word about her and I'll rip your balls off."
"Easy, homme. I didn't mean to say anything bad… She's a nice girl. You must be very proud of her."
"Yea… she is great but it's not thanks to me…"
"What do you mean?"
"Her grandparents raised her. They did everything. Sent her to school, paid for the piano lessons, clothes and food… Taught her to be nice."
"You were what? Sixteen?"
"When she was born – yea. Fifteen when I got her mother pregnant. I was a brat. I left her… I went to collage…"
"You did what you could. Now you're here. My old man was almost never there and when he was he beat me! You're a great father and Marie knows that too."
"Thanks kid."
Logan drops Remy back at Charlie's.
"Hey Logan, where are you going now?"
"Well I'm invited to Marie's grandparents for a dinner so I'll probably go straight there. Why?"
"Maybe we could go to the bar together later… or to some party with guys… You know…"
Logan didn't know. He didn't know if he wanted to see Remy so often. Charlie's warning was clear and the kid was really devilishly handsome. Logan wasn't really interested and knew that kid was straight but he was still an unnecessary temptation. Logan didn't want that and he especially didn't want to do or say anything stupid when he got drunk. He never hit on any guy in town (except for Scott of course) and he knew that was one of the reasons everybody still liked him, respected him and trusted him. He didn't want that to change.
"We'll see."
Remy's smile was so honest and happy… It made Logan's stomach churn.
Scott couldn't sleep that night. The mysterious guy in Logan's home was driving him crazy. He couldn't stand that. His beloved Logan, the man he cared so deeply for, was seeing another man!
Scott knew that he had no right to be angry or jealous. He was the one to break up their relationship. After Logan forced him to follow his dream and accept the job in Europe they were not able to see each other as often they should. It was tormenting to keep this up. They were half of the world apart and it turned out to be too far. They both agreed that it was for the best to just give it up… but…
Scott couldn't handle I now. It was weird because he was happy with his current girlfriend. He wanted to marry her and start a family but with her he never felt like that. When it was about Logan – Scott was always desperate, stressed and hopeless. He was going crazy! With girls everything was easier, more normal… more.. dull… But that was why liked to be with his new girlfriend. It was safe, simple…. Easy. He didn't have to constantly worry that maybe (just maybe) he was not enough for his partner. When he was with Logan he couldn't help but worry that the other man would leave him for a woman. He was worried that he wasn't good enough or that Logan would simply get bored of him. Their relationship was a nerve-wracking experience for the ex-teacher and even though he had never stopped to love Logan, he was relieved when it ended. But now…
Logan was his. He didn't want to give him to some other man who surely did NOT deserve him. He wanted Logan to be happy just as much as Logan wanted happiness for Scott!
He called Marie. He tried to make it look like any other talk they had from time to time but he was getting impatient. It was killing him. He just HAD to know!
"Oh, by the way Marie, who's Remy?"
"Remy? THE Remy? Charlie's cousin?"
"Yea… THE Remy."
"Why do you ask? Did dad told you I have a crush on him? Because I DO NOT! He's hot but he pisses me off."
That made Scott feel sick. So the guy was hot… and he was at Logan's place…
"Is he really THAT hot?"
"Well… yeaa… he's like… The hottest guy I have ever seen! … And the way he speaks… with this French accent it's just… so sexy. He has long beautiful hair and he rides a bike! You know, not some lazy chopper but one of those really extremely fast sports bikes! He's just so cool! And guys listen to him like he was their boss or something!"
Scott was dizzy. He didn't expect THAT. This was just too much.
"So, you do have a crush on him?" That was his only hope, that the boy was just Marie's crush, nothing more.
"I guess I had… He can be so charming… But I knew I'm not in his league. And then I talked to him a bit and it was so glaringly obvious that he's not interested in me that it kind of hurt."
"Asshole…"
"Yea… NO! He was nice he just… Wasn't interested. It's not his fault. I love when he says I'm pretty or calls me 'chère'… And I have a boyfriend anyway! He comes next week to meet my dad!"
The conversation was straying from the subject and Scott didn't like it. He didn't ask the main question. He only heard that the guy is sex on legs and visits Logan…. He answered Logan's phone. Strangers don't do that! But now when Marie started talking about her boyfriend he just couldn't stop her… That wouldn't be fair. He would have to ask some other time.
They were finishing the desert. Through the whole meal Marie's grandmother was looking for some excuse to ask about the rumor everybody were talking about. Was it true that Remy had spent the night at Logan's place and walked around his house naked? Were they having an affair? They hardly even knew each other but people said that they were seen together ever since Logan came back to town. She was dying to ask, but didn't want to be nosy…
Then she heard a doorbell and went to open the door. At first she really couldn't believe it but on her doorsteps stood Remy LeBeau with a dashing smile on his face.
"Bonjour! I was just wondering if… um… Is Logan here? I really need to see him. I MEAN talk to him!"
"Good afternoon Remy. Yes… He's here. I'll call him. James!"
Marie's grandmother disappeared in the house and soon Logan took her place at the door. He wasn't really mad but looked uncomfortable. He definitely wasn't happy about that visit.
"What is it, Cajun?" Logan crossed his arms on his chest. He was wearing a black shirt with few buttons undone. He looked good.
"Hi! I was just…"
"You were just… what? Driving by and stopped to say HI?" Logan couldn't help but tease the boy. He looked so… funny when he was flustered.
"Non… I came to ask you something. We're going to have a party by the lake with a fire and dancing on the pier… Wanna come? It will be fun…"
"I think I'm a bit too old for that!"
"Come on, mon ami. It will be fun! I promise! And I'm sure Marie would love to come too… We could go together… the three of us… Everybody will be there."
"Thanks kid, but as I said – it's not for me. I can drive you and Marie there and then I can even pick you up but I'm not going to stay there with a bunch of kids."
"Please, Logan, just think about it. I'm sure everyone wants you to be there, homme! Please!"
"I said NO, Cajun. Why can't you just listen for once?"
"I want you to come…"
Before Remy started to beg Marie appeared in the door beside Logan.
"What's up dad? Remy! Hi! What's going on?"
"Hi, chère! I was just… talking to your dad…"
Logan had enough of this.
"Marie, Remy invites you to the party with a campfire and dancing. Do you want to go or should I just kick him out?"
Marie blushed, like she always did when Remy called her 'chère'.
"Sure I want to go!"
"Then please, chère, try to talk your father into coming too."
"I said NO! I'll take you two there and then I'll pick you up at… let's say three in the morning."
"Fine…. I'll be at your place at seven."
Before leaving Remy turns to Marie and whispers: "Talk to him…." Then he winks at her and is gone leaving them with just an echoing roar of his Ninja.

TBC
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