SUMMARY: No one believes Rogue.
Movieverse. Comedy. Rogue. Slash themes.
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Jean Grey looked up, and saw Rogue standing in the doorway,
looking a bit nervous.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Jean smiled and patted a spot next to her on the bed. "Sure."
Rogue sat down, nibbling on her lip slightly. "I ... um..."
She sighed. "I've been doing a lot of thinking..." She paused.
"And ... um..." She looked down at her hands, her hair falling
over her face. "I think I'm gay."
Jean smiled politely and nodded. "I was expecting something
Rogue looked at her in surprise. "You were?"
"Well, yeah..." Jean smiled. "I mean, even with Logan's memories
fading, you're still confused by what you think are your own
thoughts, but are vestiges of Logan's."
Rogue frowned. "Huh?"
"You're not gay. You're just dealing with the aftereffects
Rogue frowned even deeper. "No, I'm not. I'm gay."
Jean smiled sweetly and patted Rogue's hand. "Oh Rogue, I
know it's hard. Remember the nights right after you got back?
When you kept on trying to cop a feel and beat up Scott at
the same time? It's just like those times ... you're just
sublimating it into what you think are your own desires."
"No, I'm not." Rogue sighed. "I didn't realize this
before, 'cause I wasn't certain if my aversion to kissing
men was because of what happened when I kissed them or if
it was because I was a lesbian. And I've done a lot
of thinking and I've decided that it is because I. Am. A.
Jean continued to smile patronizingly. "Of course, dear.
I'm certain this'll past in a few more days..."
"What'll pass?" Scott said, walking into the room.
Rogue looked up at him. "I'm a lesbian."
Scott raised an eyebrow. "Still showing signs of what happened
with Logan, huh?"
Jean nodded as Rogue let out a curse, glaring at the happy
heterosexual couple. "I'm not."
"But Rogue, you just used profanity. You never did before
Logan touched you."
"You didn't know me before Logan touched me!" Rogue
ran her hands through her hair, then stood up. "Look, um ...
thanks for your help. But I think I need to talk to someone
"Just remember, I'm always here if you need to talk..." Jean
said sweetly as Rogue walked out of the room.
Rogue shook her head and walked back to her room. Kitty sat
on her bed, reading. "Hey, Rogue," she said. "What's going
"No one believes that I'm a dyke."
Kitty looked up, then burst into laughter. "You're joking,
Rogue flopped on the bed. "Why would I be joking?"
"Because, silly ... you spent several days telling me how
cute I was and how much you wanted to be with Jean ... and
then a few days after that, you told me that it was just that
man's thoughts. So why would I believe you now?"
Rogue stared at her friend in disbelief. "Because I'm telling
the truth?" she asked.
"That's what you said last time too." Kitty opened up her
book again and resumed reading. "I hope this phase doesn't
last too long -- the spring dance is coming up and I think
Bobby wanted to ask you out, and the last time he tried, you
wanted to go to a strip joint..." Kitty's voice trailed off
as she heard Rogue stomping out of the room.
"You have this stupid freakin' mutant power ... and no one
listens to you anymore..." Rogue grumbled to herself as she
stomped through the halls. "Just because I touch a few men
and take in their thoughts, everyone thinks I don't have any
thoughts of my own!" she shouted.
"And what thoughts are these?" Storm said, appearing from
Rogue whirled around, then slumped against the wall. "I think
Storm raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Of course you are.
It's a beautiful day," she said with a slight bit of smugness.
"Everyone should be happy."
Rogue blinked. "No, I..." She trailed off, shaking her head.
"Nevermind." She straightened up and began walking down the
"What? Rogue?" Storm watched her walk away, then shrugged.
"I thought for certain the sunshine would make anyone gay..."
she said to herself as she walked back into the office.
Rogue ran down the stairs and stomped her way to the kitchen,
pulling open the fridge and grabbing a bottle of juice. "Never
had an original thought in my head, huh? I'll show 'em all..."
she muttered as she reached for a glass.
"Show us all what?" a crisp voice said from behind her.
Rogue whirled around, nearly dropping the glass. "Professor!"
she said in surprise. "I ... uh..."
"Is there something you want to talk about?" he asked, tilting
his head slightly.
Rogue leaned back against the counter and sighed heavily.
"You're not gonna believe me..." she said dejectedly. "No
one else does..."
"Oh I doubt that," Xavier said. "I do have one thing over
anyone else in here -- I know when you're telling the truth."
He smiled gently and tapped the side of his head.
Rogue nodded, biting her lower lip in nervousness. "I..."
She took a deep breath. "I'm gay."
Xavier's eyebrows raised, then he nodded. "So am I." He looked
at the juice bottle. "Care to pour me a glass as well?"
Rogue gaped at him for a few minutes, then, occasionally
dissolving into nervous giggles, poured two glasses.
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