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Chapter 8

"Give her some space," Kurt said as Logan puffed on a swisher sweets.

"Yeah, right.." he mumbled. "Giving me the cold shoulder�"

"She's probably nervous. I mean you aren't exactly used to dating anyone on the team," said Colossus.

"Maybe not, but I get enough grief from Jean. I didn't expect Michelle to be the ice queen," muttered Wolverine.

"Maybe you need to forget her and just go trawling for babes," joked Nightcrawler. "Kidding�"

"Says you, elf," muttered Wolverine in a huff. "Lucky you're my buddy, or I'd knock you into next Tuesday�"

"Almost six o'clock," said Nightcrawler. "I don't know about you, guys but I'm going to see if there is any hot water left�"

He vanished in a bamf of imploding air, and Colossus waved his hand as Logan winced. "Dammit I hate it when he does that!" Logan cursed.

"Something on your mind?" asked Colossus.

"Nothing I wanna spill," said Wolverine as he threw his cigar stump into a nearby planter. "If ya don't mind�"

"Okay," Colossus shrugged. "Your loss�"

Wolverine grunted in affirmation, watching them leave. He glanced around, hoping to catch some sign of Michelle or one of the girls. However he didn't catch any scents that were anywhere near recent. Not within the past few minutes. What had he done wrong, he wondered. All he wanted was to show her a little TLC with some PDAs�

Was she ashamed of being seen with him? Did she not want people to know they were interested in one another? Or was she really interested in someone else. Logan frowned. She'd given him no indication. Yet she'd been avoiding him with excuses since she got out of the infirmary. At first he'd stayed away to give her space. Then it got downright annoying.

"Gotta do something about that," Logan decided as he rushed into the house. "Time to bring out the big guns and blow her away�"

"You might want to try this," Michelle said as she held up a small green minidress to Lorna.

"Ohhh it's SO the same color as my hair� it's even got sparkles�"

"And you thought she didn't have anything for clubbing?" Ororo chuckled. They were in the common ladies bathroom, trying on various outfits and helping one another with their hair and makeup. Mariko had her hair twisted up in two sticks in a bun, while she walked around in a kimono deciding what to wear.

"I like this�" Jean said as she held up a little black dress to Mariko. "This will get you some attention�"

"Not the sort she'd want," laughed Storm. "Although�"

"That silver dress you have Lorna� it might fit Ororo�" said Jean.

"We are not the same size and you know it�"

"Well I've got the white one� the shiny strapless with the bustier�" said Jean. "We're the same size�"

"True," said Ororo. Jean stared at the hanger rack, and the garment floated through the air to collide lightly with Storm. It hovered just before her chest.

"Looks nice," Michelle nodded. "Coordinates with your eyes and hair�"

"I agree, girlfriend," Lorna nodded. "Mind if I wear this?"

"Go ahead," Mariko smiled, as she took the yellow dress that was low cut, and slit up one side into a stall to try on.

"Okay� now� what about you, Jean?" asked Ororo. "Maybe this�"

"Ohhhh you are shitting me," Jean opened her mouth at the blue mesh dress that left little else to the imagination.

"How cold is that going to be?" Mariko tapped her chin. "Color's right� but if it were a little more green.

"Scott will kill you," Ororo said. "But I think it's worth it�"

"Okay, Michelle, your turn� with all the awesome clothes you have� hey� what's THIS� normally I'm not typecasting but�"

"I have something," Michelle sighed as she went over and picked a wraparound neru collar jacket with a dragon curling across it on the front.

"Are you nuts? You got nice boobs, you gotta show them off," said Jean.

"I'd rather not�" said Mariko. "But it has a short skirt�"

"That might work� but seriously�"

"She can always take the jacket off, if she wears the right top with it," said Storm. "I think this halter top will work�"

She held up one of her form fitting bustier with spaghetti straps and a built in bra. Mariko realized she wasn't going to get out of this anytime soon. Faking a smile she nodded, and hoped her Weapon X training would hide Jean's senses enough to bow out gracefully. After all they'd done to help her get better and distract her, the least she could do is indulge them till they were suitably distracted. Then slip out through a bathroom window or something.

A few minutes later they had made their final choices and were helping one another. Mariko was busy running the straightener over Ororo's long white tresses. Jean was fussing over Lorna's eyeshadow while Lorna had her hair in curlers. Mariko's long straight hair was still up in its messy bun, and she managed to finish the last bit of hair without burning Ororo.

"Thanks," Ororo nodded. "That's NICE�"

"Isn't Rogue coming?" asked Lorna.

"She might, and might not, depending on how she feels. I sent Jubilee to see if she was up for a night out� she should be here with us," said Jean.

"Yeah," nodded Mariko as she put the straightening iron down, and then moved to help put silver eyeshadow to complete Storm's look.

"You should do this professionally," Lorna said to Jean. "And you're not so bad yourself� now will you sit down and let one of US get you cleaned up?"

"Sorry�" Mariko said half heartedly as she submitted to Jean's advice. She wore makeup often in Japan, but it was either the formal type, or the more subdued girly look that was popular in Japan. Here she was determined to let them play real life Barbie on her. It made them happy.

"Oh, you are gonna turn heads," said Jean as she picked a reddish lipstick, and frosted it with gloss. "Now� this eyeliner will go just great� look up�"

"Thanks Jean," she said softly.

"Don't even worry about it. We're gonna have fun�" Jean whistled through her lip. "There� what do you girls think?"

"Dragon lady," joked Lorna. "To be politically incorrect�"

"What's a little among friends," Storm laughed. "Now, who's car are we taking?"

"You mean we're not riding with the guys?" asked Michelle.

"Nope, we'll take my car, and let 'em drool," said Jean. Michelle breathed with relief.

"Hey, calm down," said Lorna. "We'll be there soon enough� its Scott's way of humoring me�"

"Get ready, we have to GO!" Rogue said as she burst in.

"Rogue!" Jean laughed. "Nice threads girl!"

"You are going!" said Michelle.

"Of course Shelly girl," she laughed. "Didn't recognize ya for a moment�"

"Thanks," she nodded. "You also look very pretty�"

Rogue nodded with a smile. "Now, who's taking who?"

"I've got room for three, but five�"

"Maybe I could borrow Alex's car," said Lorna. "He won't mind�"

"I've got a ride," said Michelle. "You can use my Mercedes�"

"Oooh we love ya! Room for five?" asked Storm.

"All of us could cram into it�" said Michelle. "And you can drive it Rogue� or Ororo�"

"Sweet," Rogue laughed. "WE got a stylish set a wheels girls!"

"Let's GO!" Lorna laughed. They all rushed out of the bathroom, grabbing their coats as they adjusted to walking in ankle breakers. Already they saw Scott's sportscar and Alex's car pulling away. Logan's jeep was still parked, and Mariko wondered if he'd ridden with the others.

"Hey, got room for one more?" Kitty asked.

"You're too young to get in the club, sugah," said Rogue softly.

"Let her come along�" said Jean. "Just this once� her man's looking for her�"

"Thanks," Kitty laughed.

"Two cars then," nodded Jean. Lorna grinned. Ororo caught the keys Michelle tossed her and they walked out to divvy up.

Rogue got into Jean's sportscar. Lorna, Ororo, Kitty and Michelle piled into her white convertible Mercedes. The engine roared with 250 horsepower and Ororo squealed with delight as she floored the pedal. Rogue turned on a loud Lila Cheney song, while Michelle passed an Aerosmith CD to Lorna. The song Dream On was up first, and the ladies all laughed to each other. Wind blew lightly in their hair and they rode with the windows down.

Along the windy road they managed to run, till they reached New Salem Center. Other cars were out with windows down, and they saw the guys had already parked their rides. Several motorcycles were pulled up, including one very nice Harley Davidson Softail that caught Mariko's eye.

"I used to ride something like that in Japan," she whispered. "But it was a Suzuki�"

"Hey, no rice rockets here," Rogue joked. "KIDDING!"

"They run on the little gerbils that run in a wheel," Michelle giggled. Rogue looked decidedly relieved as they all walked through the large wooden doors.

"Ugh, who ordered country western night?" winced Storm. A Garth Brooks song was playing and the ladies exchanged looks.

"It ain't THAT bad," Rogue said. "It's an acquired taste. An look, the guys already got a table�"

"A pool table?" asked Kitty.

Jean lead the way, and the guys stood up, waiving over. Cyclops wore a green shirt, and Hank and Kurt were wearing similar garb with jeans. Alex had a button up bowling shirt while there was no sign of Wolverine. Peter caught sight of Kitty and waved her over.

"Nice," said Kitty as she took in the sight of him wearing a loose red button up shirt and black jeans.

"Ditto," said Peter.

"Jean what on EARTH are you wearing?" Scott whispered as he saw her take her sweater off. "That dress looks like it's gonna fall off!"

"Live with it, lover," she breathed in his ear.

"Trouble in paradise," said Ororo as she stood near Hank and Kurt.

"Liebchen you are exquisite," he said as he kissed Ororo's hand.

"Looking nice Michelle," said Hank as he whistled at her miniskirt and tall black boots. The Chinese silk jacket was buttoned up, hiding the skimpy top Ororo had chosen for her. They all sat down around the table, and began to order drinks. Actually it was Michelle who first did the honors, and everyone got comfortable.

"Where's Mister sunshine?" Bobby joked.

"Oh, he's seeing a guy about a horse," said Alex.

"Watering the daisies and that good shit," chuckled Bobby back.

"Drake, it's too early to be using that type of language," said Hank.

"Oh, and miss out on using those fifty cent words, gimmie a break," Drake said as he picked up a beer and sipped it.

"Cherie, you are exquisite," Gambit said as he kissed her hand.

"Thank you," she smiled and kissed his cheek. Rogue wasn't giving her a dirty look at least. She was busy looking at how good Drake actually looked in his outfit. He cleaned up well.

"Logan, there you are," said Kurt as he saw Wolverine come back form the direction of the bar. He held a few bottles of import Dinkle acker. Tight leather pants, a silk button up shirt, and jacket all were stunning, and complemented the steel-toed boots that were polished nicely. His hair was slicked back and she smelled a hint of cologne. Mariko choked because he looked so incredibly gorgious, and she had a sinking suspicion it was all for her benefit. He would be so dissapointed later when he found out it was all for nothing.

"One for you, one for the Russian, and one for you, Jeannie�"

"I've got a drink already�" she smirked at him as she twisted her arm through Scott's.

"I'll take it," Kitty said.

"Nuh uh, punkin," he shook his head. "I think this lovely lady here would enjoy a nice cold brew� especially since its Labatts�"

"Thank you," Michelle whispered as he leaned over and his chest brushed her shoulder as he set it down. He took the empty seat next to her, and she smiled nervously at him.

"Can I tell a certain lady how incredibly easy on the eyes she looks right now?" he asked, sliding his hand over hers. Lightly he rubbed the back and she felt herself melting inside. Just the slightest touch of his skin to hers drove her crazy. In the next moment she felt rotten and petty for sitting there and making him think she was worth his attention.

Gambit sat on her other side, and Rogue sat next to him. She wore gloves even with her dress, which had a bodystocking under it that was flesh colored. Kurt sat next to Logan on his other side while Kitty was sandwiched between him and Pyotr. Alex and Lorna were next, followed by Jean and Scott. Bobby was next to Hank and Storm. The conversations whirled around them and Michelle picked up her beer and drained it quickly.

"This is not going to be enough," she muttered.

"Another darlin?" asked Logan gently. She nodded eagerly and he got up to get her another from the bar.

"He's actually looking civilized," joked Rogue. "Wonder what came over him?"

"Got the biker dude thing down," said Kurt in his German accent.

"Is that his Harley out there?" asked Bobby.

"Wolverine has a Harley?" asked Michelle.

"You didn't know? Jeez," Kitty chuckled. "Well he does keep it locked up till the spring. He only digs it out when he's ready to cruise�"

"He rode THAT here?" Michelle muttered.

"Some lucky girl's gonna have FUN going wild," Jean laughed.

Michelle felt like she wanted to sink into the floor. However when Logan returned with another Lebatts, she smiled bravely as he settled down next to her. His hand clasped over hers, and he cast her a smile. Lips close to her ear, he whispered, "Glad you showed up, Michelle� I don't know about you, but I've got something special planned, if you're interested�"

"What sort of something special?" she asked.

"All good," he whispered back, running his finger up and down her arm lightly. "You ever take a spin on a 'scoot darlin?"

"As in motor scooter, or as in a full scale motorcycle?" she asked, nervously.

"Let's just say you haven't lived till you've ridden on a Harley," he grinned, showing a feral smile that temporarily inflamed her desires. It was quashed with another sobering realization. Just how long would she let this continue before he would be hurt by her true nature? He may want her now, but the more he spent time with her, he would smell his enemy sooner or later. Recognize the bestial parts of himself in her violent fits of temper. All because of Creed�

"So elf, the professor gonna be gone ALL weekend?" asked Logan, squeezing Michelle's hand.

"Why ask him?" asked Hank.

"Well� yes� considering he's in Germany right now," said Kurt.

"Oh, what's the occasion now?"

"A conference of top mutant researchers," said Kurt.

"Oh, eggheads R us?" asked Bobby.

"Yeah, really," Logan piped in as he downed his whisky sour, and then followed it with a Molson chaser. Michelle glanced across the table to see the fruity grasshoppers, sex on the beach, and Cosmopolitans passing in front of Jean and Lorna. Scott had his arm looped through Jean's, and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

Hank had his hand over Storm's, and Kitty was threading her arm through that of Pyotr as the conversations droned on. Michelle felt her head pounding with the slight enhancements to her hearing. She was getting a nasty headache and it didn't seem fair that she couldn't get drunk because of some genetic experiment.

"Hey, take it easy� that's the third beer!" Kurt said to her.

"Lay off Elf," said Logan as he slid his arm around Mariko's waist. "Some of us handle our liquor better than others�"

Mariko bit her lip, smiling bravely before she burst into tears. He probably knew, curse him, and was making light of it. Why did his hand feel so good as it slid up and down the bare skin of her back? She grabbed his glass of whisky, and swallowed a bit. Logan chuckled.

"You used to that, darlin?" he asked. "Better try a beer chaser�"

"I'm� fine," she gasped, feeling the burn of the alcohol. How ever did he stand it?

"Way to go, girlfriend!" Lorna laughed.

"Ahl right," Rogue drawled thickly as she started on her third Southern Comfort. Remy was sipping the same glass of wine as he held her gloved hand.

"Cherie, a toast to us� de lovers�"

"Amen, Pepe Le pew," Logan laughed as he raised his glass, and everyone clinked theirs together. Mariko nodded and knocked back her third Labatt's blue. No change. Logan was not even half-buzzed, and neither was she.

<Damn that son of a bitch> she thought as images of Creed flickered through her head. Jean and Scott were softly kissing one another, and some of the couples were already dancing. Time was whirling, and Mariko was wishing that she were someplace else. She tried to block out the sensory overload of Logan's hand on her back and his laughter and how good his body heat felt next to her. Mariko hadn't even given him much of a look because he had dressed up all for her benefit.

"See you on the dance floor, Hoser," Rogue said.

"Says you, Southern Comfort," he laughed.

"That be a challenge Remy hears?" asked the Cajun.

"Are we gonna let them talk to us like that?" Logan laughed as he gently urged her to a standing position.

"Oh, of course not," she chuckled, and her stomach turned over. He looked like he was having so much fun and all she could do was hate herself for every moment she spent with him. Sooner or later he'd pick up that something was wrong, and then she would have to tell him. How unworthy she was of him, how she knew he was just being nice. Having pity on her.

"You okay darlin? You've been awful quiet lately."

"Huh� oh, sorry," she said.

"Got something on your mind you wanna talk to me about?" he asked gently. She buried her face in his neck.

"I just want to forget everything," she said.

"I can arrange that," he whispered as he pulled her closer and they slow danced to Dream On. Mariko choked, feeling his hands sliding up and down her back so sensually. Jean and Scott twirled by, near Hank and Storm. Alex and Lorna were in their own world and walked back to the table hand in hand. Already an hour had passed in a dreamlike state, and Mariko smiled as bravely as she could.

"You look incredibly gorgeous tonight, Michelle," he whispered in her ear. "Forgot to tell you that�"

"Thank you," she nodded. "You look very nice as well� make that.. .handsome�"

"Aww hell," he laughed. "I wanted to ask you if you were ticked off at me or something. I mean I've been giving you your space but I'm getting worried. Any reason you pulled away from me in the Danger room�"

"I� am not sure," she said.

"You uncomfortable about people seeing you near me? Cause if you are, I'll back off the PDA's� but it'll be awful hard," he whispered as he kissed her ear. Mariko felt the pain stab through her at his words, and gritted her teeth. She felt hot tears form in her eyes and she hugged him tightly, not wanting to look him in the eyes, and wanting to crawl away and hide.

"I'm not worthy of him," she told herself over and over.

"You okay? You don't look so good�" he got out.

"That's right� I feel� I feel ill.. I�m sorry�" she said as she breathed deeply, hiding her eyes from him so he wouldn't see her tears. It was all she could do to keep the sobs from racking up from her throat.

"We can go sit down�" he said. "Take it easy� we don�t' have to dance�"

"I'm ruining� your night out, I'm sorry," she whispered as he led her over and sat down with her at the table.

"Don't be. No big deal, okay?" he urged, that softness in his deep rough voice twisting her stomach and making her feel horrible.

How could he stand to be near me, she wondered. When I carry that genetic filth from Creed? No longer could she hold back. "Logan� I need I need to go� I don't feel well� I'm sorry�"

"You sick� want me to take you home?" he asked.

"Please, I don't want to ruin your night out�" she wiped at her eyes. "I can call a cab�"

"Don't be stupid, I know you loaned Lorna your car, but I can take you on the motorcycle� I promise I'll drive fast, and if you feel like you need to throw up, I'll just pull over�"

"No, I don't want to put you to the trouble�" she said as she separated herself from him.

"Hey, what's going on here�" he asked sharply. "You've been acting skittish n' screwy all night� what's eating you?"

"I can't do this Logan�" she got out.

"You can't what� what's going on here� you can't what? Can't afford to be seen with me in public is that it� are you nervous�"

"No, I'm not� it's not that," she stammered out. "I�"

"What is it Michelle� c'mon, don't bullshit me�" he said as he felt more and more annoyed.

"I am not worthy," she whispered. "I can't be with you because�"

"What the hell�" he got out as she backed away.

"I can't be with you� I'm not worthy of it� you� I�m not worth it!" she choked out as she broke away from him and pushed through the crowd.

"Michelle� come back here�" he got out as she pushed violently to get to the front of the club and as far away as possible.

"Don't follow me please," she pleaded as she saw Lorna and Jean nearby. Logan suddenly collided with an extremely puzzled Hank.

"Get outta my way!" Wolverine snarled.

"What is going on?" Hank asked.

"That's what I'm trying to find out!" Logan snapped. "Someone STOP her�"

"I'm on it," Jean sighed as she rushed out after Michelle. Storm followed her while Lorna blinked in surprise.

"She okay?" asked Alex.

"I don't know� Jean's going out to find her�"

"What did you SAY to her?" Hank demanded.

"Don't start with me, dogbreath! We were just dancing� shit, shit, shit this makes no fuckin sense," Wolverine cursed.

In that instant she was out the front door and into the parking lot. She felt tears running down her face as she pulled off her shoes and ran as fast as she could along the road. The pavement was hard and sharp, but she didn't care. That damn healing factor would make sure it wasn't an issue by the time she reached the Mansion.
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