Written because I just can't get enough of ROLO. A little mix of comics and cartoon because I like my Logan tall and Ororo with blue eyes. Totally A/U. I do not own any of the X-Men characters.

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"Life is not like a box of chocolates. It's more like a jar of jalapenos. What you do today might burn your ass tomorrow." Author Unknown

"Harder….faster." She yelled gripping the sides of the building to help her in her quest for fulfillment.

"Grrr..tight, so tight and wet. Fuck …" He grunt out while grabbing onto her hips and forcing her up and down on his hard length.

"So good….so close…oh..oh..OOOOOOH YESSSSS…." She arched her back like a bow as the coma inducing orgasm ripped through her like a hurricane.

"GRRRRRRRR….." Spilling inside of her so much he could already feel it starting to flood out of her.

Five weeks later, she found herself in the shower getting ready for bed, thinking back to that night. As the hot water was washing away the stress of the last few weeks, she tried to pinpoint when she thought it would be OK to get drunk, seduce her friend, and have sex with him outside of a bar.

5 weeks earlier…..

Classes had just finished for the day, and the weekend had already begun for most of the mansion residents. For Ororo Monroe, it meant that she may be able to spend a few quiet moments in her greenhouse. Everyone in the mansion knew it was her refuge, and unless it was an emergency, did not bother her when she was in there.

As she approached the greenhouse doors, she noticed a figure hunched over on the marble bench just outside. She knew right away from the build of the person that is was Logan. As she continued to get closer, she wondered what he was doing here. He NEVER ventured out to the greenhouse. Why would he, she thought with some bitterness. I am the only one who ever comes out here, and he has made it clear on quite a few occasions that he has no desire to spend time with me.

Pushing her feelings aside, she made her way over to Logan. Regardless of anything, she still considered him a friend/co-worker and trusted team member, and by his defeated posture she knew something was wrong. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder before she spoke.

"Logan, is there something wrong my friend?"

Logan had been so deep in thought that he did not smell her coming. He straightened up a bit before grunting at her. Ororo smiled, as this was a typical response when Logan did not wish to discuss something.

Ororo knew when not to push, so she stood up to leave.

"Well, if you ever wish to talk, you know where to find me." She turned to go into the greenhouse.

Just as as reached for the door, she heard Logan's gruff voice reach her ears.

"Jeannie's getting married."

Ah yes, Jeannie, Logan's nickname for the woman he shamelessly chased since the day he arrived. Ororo thought that most of the time he flirted with the beautiful red-head just to get at Scott, but now with him sitting here looking so dejected, she was not so sure that was the case.

Ororo turned and sat back down next to Logan.

"Yes she is. Jean and Scott informed me of their engagement last evening when they returned from dinner." Then she paused trying to figure out her next words, not wanting to upset him.

"Logan, surely this is was not unexpected. I know you have been here only a short while, but you are aware of how much she loves him. I know how very hurtful it is to be rejected by the one you love, but believe me when I say you will survive."

Logan turned to look at Ororo after she made her statement. He heard the hurt and longing in her voice and wondered not for the first time what lie in the former goddess past.

So Ororo thought he loved Jeannie. He did love her, but not like most probably thought he did. He was physically attracted to her. She was an all American beauty. With her long red hair and emerald green eyes, she reminded him of the popular girl in high school who dated the captain of the football team, sans the snooty attitude. She was friendly to Logan, and times when they were alone, she welcomed his flirting, even flirting back a little. He knew she loved Scott and would never leave him for Logan, but it did feel good to draw the attention of someone like her. Besides, he got the added bonus of pissing the hell out of the old boy scout. He remembered how Scott threatened him to "stay away from his girl', when he first arrived. Well if that wasn't an invitation, Logan didn't know what was.

He knew the day was coming when Scott would get it in gear and propose to her, and he knew she would accept. He knew that other than physical attraction he did not hold a candle to Scooter. He was a respected teacher, leader of the X-Men, and Charles right hand man. He would make the perfect husband for Jeannie and they would have the perfect family.

No, it wasn't just that she was getting married, it was the knowledge that he would never have that. He was rude, arrogant, quick tempered, foul-mouthed…..the list could go on. A good decent woman would not be attracted to that. Because of his mutation, Logan had lived at least 100 years, and would probably live a hundred more….and all those years would be spent alone.

Well, the least he would do is save face and not admit it.

"Well Storm, guess ain't nothing I can do bout it. She wants at live a nice boring life with tight-ass, that's her choice." He said gruffly.

"Oh come now Logan. I admit Scott can be a bit…controlling, but he is not that bad. He has some very endearing qualities.

Logan sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes at that.

"Great, I'm sittin here with another member of tha Cyclops fan club. Are ya secretly in love with him too? If so, ya better get in line with Kitty and Rogue." He said with a little disgust in his voice.

Ororo laughed out at that, startling Logan. He couldn't recall ever hearing her laugh. It was nice.

"Godess no Logan. Scott is the only brother I have ever known. I admit he is quite easy on the eyes, but not my style. Oh by the way, I think Rogue is more in your fan club, not Scott's" She finished with a twinkle in her eye.

Logan looked at her with a raised eyebrow at that bit of information, but then barked out a laugh.

"Well at least somebody likes me, even if she is jailbait."

Logan stood up at that point, ready to leave.

"Thanks for talkin with me, but I'll let ya get to yer plants now."

"You are more than welcome to join me. You would be surprised how relaxing the greenhouse can be."

Logan gave her an incredulous look.

"If ya don't want all yer precious plants at die, don't ever let me inside there. My thumb is just as black as my heart."

Ororo did not think Logan had a black heart, and was a little disturbed that he thought so. He was just a loner who was misunderstood.

"Well, what shall you do?" She asked as he turned to walk away.

"Guess I'll go at Harry's, have me a few drinks I guess." He said as he shrugged his shoulders.

Ororo was NOT a drinker, and she rarely left the mansion, but she did not want him to feel alone right now, so she did something very uncharacteristic.

"I would actually enjoy some time away from here. Would you mind if I joined you?"

Logan looked at her trying to figure out who said that. It couldn't be the woman standing in front of her. He had never seen her drink anything harsher than her fancy coffee.

"Uh, ya know Harry's is a bar." Ororo gave him a blank stare. Logan let out a loud sigh.

" Ya do know what a bar is, don't ya? They sell alcohol?"

He wasn't trying to be an ass, he just didn't know if she knew where he was going. He didn't think she understood because she was offering to come along. After all, she was from Africa and a bar could be something totally different there.

Ororo rolled her eyes at him.

"Of course I am aware of what a bar is. I admit I do not imbibe intoxicant frequently, however I am not ignorant of its charms." She said with her chin held high.

What the hell did she say?, he thought to himself. Whoever taught her English did one hell of job. He had been speaking it his whole life and could half understand her. A simple "yes" would have been enough.

He was about to tell her no, but then he thought about it. It might be fun seeing Storm outside of the school. Maybe she would let her hair down for once since she would be away from everyone. Talk about fan club. She had the biggest one next to Chuck. The kids adored her. She was fair, but firm, and she always put them first. Chuck treated her like she the Madonna. Scooter…he was so bad, it took Logan about a week to figure out Jeannie was his girl and not Storm. He could not figure out how Jean did not get jealous of the time they spent together. All she said was, that was how they have always been, and she accepted that. He knew for a fact that every other male in the mansion had some kind of crush on the weather goddess. He could understand that though. She was gorgeous, but seemed so untouchable.

Yeah, her tagging along might be fun… after all, you know what they say about the quiet ones.

"Sure, ya can tag along, but I'm takin my bike. Yer gonna need at change ya clothes." He said looking at her flowing skirt and sandals.

"That shall not be a problem. I will meet you in the garage in 15 minutes."

15 minutes later, Logan and Ororo were on there way to Harry's. Logan was surprised that she was OK with going on his hog. She told him that Scott frequently took her out on his bike when they were younger, but the rides all but stopped now that she was older. She just did not have the time for "joyriding" anymore.

Half hour later they walked into Harry's. Logan was a regular, so Harry barely acknowledged him. It wasn't until he saw the woman next to him that he paid any attention. What a woman she was. He had never seen someone so lovely. She was small, but looked fit. Her hair was odd, but exotic at the same time. It hung in a long, white wavy ponytail down her back. She had full lips and chocolate brown eyes. She was wearing a pair of low-rise jeans with a baby doll tee and a leather jacket. Smokin!

The two made their way over to the bar to order.

"Harry, give me the usual and keep em coming." Logan said.

Harry looked over at Ororo, running his eyes up and down her body.

"What about your little friend here? What you drinking sweetheart?" He said with a toothy grin. Ororo shifted a little in her seat, not liking the way he was looking at her.

Logan noticed and had to admit, he didn't like the way Harry was looking at her either.

"If ya know what's good fer ya, ya better close yer mouth and put yer eyes back in their holes. Give the lady what I'm havin." Logan sneered at Harry, showing his canines.

Harry threw his hands up in surrender, knowing not to mess with the man. He went to get their drinks and then moved down the other end of the bar.

Logan drank his whole beer in one gulp, while Ororo sipped at hers, not really enjoying the taste.

"What's tha matter Storm? Don't like ya drink?" He asked with a smirk.

"I will admit that I am not a big fan of beer. And please Logan, call me by my given name for once. I was not born "Storm" " She said, a little more annoyed than she meant to.

"Well scuse tha hell outta me "Ororo", can I order ya something more up to snuff?" He snapped at her.

Ororo felt bad. She was supposed to be there for support, not to make him angry. She placed a small hand on his shoulder.

"Forgive me my friend. I did not mean to anger you. Let us just sit and enjoy the evening."

He looked at the hand on his shoulder and then back to her. He could tell she felt bad so he let it slide.

"Don't worry bout it Ro. Now, if we want ta enjoy ourselves, we gonna have ta have something a little stronger than beer."

Ororo did not like where this was going.

"Like what?" She asked with apprehension.

Logan gave her a devilish grin.

"I'm gonna introduce ya to my friend Jack."

3 hours later, Logan was half carrying a drunk Ororo out of Harry's. He had done most of the drinking, but he figured out pretty quick that Ororo was a lightweight. After 2 shots and a beer, Ororo was giggling at Logan's half assed jokes, singing along with music that was playing, and even attempted to get Logan on the dance floor. He enjoyed every minute of it. She was a totally different person when she let her guard down. They would definitely be doing this again.

"Logan, why must we leave so early? I was having fun." Ororo pouted as she tightened her arms around Logan's neck.

"Darlin, yer drunk off yer ass. I don't know how I'm gonna get ya home on this bike without ya fallin off and crackin yer skull open."

"Oh Logan, please. I do not wish to go back just yet. We do not have to go back into the bar, we can go do something else."

"Like what Ro. It's after midnight. Nothin much ta do now." He said getting impatient. He wanted to get her back to the mansion before he had half the X-Men after him for daring to corrupt her.

Just then Ororo surprised the crap out of him by leaping up and winding her long legs around his waist. She leaned in and put her mouth to his ear and whispered in a husky voice.

"I can think of something we can do."

Present

And now she sat on the side of her shower wrapped in towel, holding 4 plastic sticks that gave her a lifetime of good reasons why she would never drink again!