Summary: Challenge fic. One photo can preserve a lifetime of memories; one sentence can reveal a relationship. A liaison shown through a series of snapshots.

Disclaimer: If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended. That you did but slumber'd here while these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme is no more yielding then a dream. Gentles, do not reprehend. If you pardon, we will mend (Shakespeare). I don't own any characters recognizable from X-Men. Marvel, et al, owns all characters. No copyright infringement intended.

Author's Notes: Yes, I'm hopelessly addicted to various livejournal communities. This time it's a community called 1sentence. The object is to write one sentence based on the words given (there are 50), but they can't be related. Be warned this has a lot of semicolon usage. It's sort of like writing drabbles for me (and any of you who have seen my ffnet profile knows that I have written a million drabbles). This is just something to do while I'm gathering thoughts on other fics. Some of these have inspired me to write something longer based on them, but those are back burner projects for right now.

Dedication: To Steph, because she was the one who said I should do this challenge with Ororo and Logan after I told her that I'd done this challenge for another couple in another fandom.

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#1 – Comfort
Comfort she'll readily give but not receive; Ororo doesn't know if she likes Logan's brand of comfort, anyway—the challenging questions, the demand for a response, the ability he has to make her admit things that are better left unsaid.

#2 – Kiss
She pulls him to her for a kiss; not the sweet, subdued kiss that was worthy of her ilk of woman, but hard kisses that were rough enough to draw blood from her already bruised lips; he pulls back from her momentarily, running a tongue over her throbbing bottom lip; "Logan never kisses me like that," she says, as he pulls her into another kiss; this one harder than the first; betrayal never hurt so good.

#3 – Soft
She doesn't like it when he calls her fragile, when he tells her how much he likes the way her dove-like bones shift beneath his fingers, when he tells her how soft she is against him; it reminds her how weak she is physically next to him; it reminds her that she is delicate and can be easily crushed.

#4 – Pain
She tries to explain to Logan that pain is embryonic; it means different things to different people, uniquely their own, and not always understandable; his own experience with pain has blinded him, made him incapable of truly grasping the versatility of pain; he cannot accept that there can be pain without suffering and there can be regret without guilt.

#5 – Potatoes
It's small potatoes, is what he tells her, and she takes it to mean that it's no big deal; she chuckles slightly at his aphorism, rolling her eyes at him; his fight with Scott was obviously big potatoes or else he wouldn't be pouting, but she just kisses him on the cheek, anyway, and walks away laughing quietly.

#6 – Rain
The air cooled with the setting of the sun, leaving behind the heady scent of impending rain; she pulls her cloak closer to her body, as she hurries along the dark path; she likes the anonymity that a cloak offers her, a physical reminder that she was playing a game with Logan that she could not win.

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Note: I was supposed to be posting these five at a time, but that 6th word just slipped in. 5 more tomorrow (or later today), promise. :)