Okay, I am sorry I haven't updated the story; high school has really put a damper on my schedule. I promise that within a few weeks that I will be active again. I am putting this one shot on because I wanted to put at least something up and to show how Logan and Kami's relationship flows. This has nothing to do with the OC story. It's Logan/Kami. Also, Kami does drink out of desperation when she feels when she has nothing else. :P

The red-head walked slowly down the halls of the mansion, her face sought with complete blankness. Her hair was tousled, not even cascading beyond her shoulders. She looked extremely exhausted, her green eyes ridden with stress.

She had a name-Kami it was, an exotic name. Her parents didn't care what they named her; as long as she had a name, they were happy. Those days were long gone for her; all memories were vanishing from her mind.

Kami stopped, her pale pink lips drew out a sigh. There was no one ever around and she liked it, the solitude appeasing her stress, only for a moment.

She pulled out the alcoholic beverage and popped off the top, sipping the hard liquor desperately to ease her sleep deprivation.

Little did she know, Logan was walking down the halls as well; to evaluate the noise he had heard. He picked up the scent of the Alcohol, the smell burning his lungs with every breath he took.

Then before he knew it, Kami was right infront of him and she dropped the delicate glass, the shards of glass cutting through her skin like a knife. She yelped in pain, blood oozing from her wrist. Logan quickly got a napkin and put pressure on her wrist, to stop the blood from leaving its wound. He applied pressure to the wound, stopping the blood in its tracks.

After that, Logan pulled out adhesive tape and wrapped it around her wound. Kami gave him a slight smirk, as if to let him know that she was thankful. Quite thankful, actually.

Kami smiled again at him, this time it was more apparent and warm. He glanced at her nervously, his heart racing.

"You do know that you can talk, right?" Kami said slyly, her body against the crown-molded walls.

"Heh, sorry red. I guess it ain't the best day for ya, huh?" He replied, smoothing his blue hair out. Kami tilted her head slightly in confusion, fully unaware of his actions.

Logan smiled at her this time, making a scarlet blush shade Kami's pale face. He moved closer to her, holding out his large hand. She reluctantly took his hand in hers and he squeezed her hand gently, as if to let her know he was there.

"Heh, ya know what? Ya ain't so bad. Ya actually seem to be pretty cute." Logan complemented her, looking at her green eyes.

"Eh, I'm alright. I have flaws you know. It makes me feel actually human, but that's the only human trait left in me." Kami responded quietly.

"Hm, yeah that seems bout' true red. I can relate."

"By the way, stop calling me red!" She said jokingly, still smiling at him. He chased after her playfully down the narrow halls.

Without knowing, Logan picked up the small woman from behind and cuddled up against her, enjoying her company and warmth.

"Ya don't have to be alone, Kami, because now, I'm here."

With that, Kami gave him a quick peck on his cheek.

Okay so, this is my first one shot. :3 It may not be the best, but I put my heart into it. Review please. :D