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I Should Tell You

Logan found himself in the school's vast gardens as he blew out cigar smoke. He was about to take another puff from his cigar before he had smelt a familiar scent coming up behind him. He placed the cigar into his palm, smothering the lit end and burning himself in the process. He threw the extinguished cigar onto the ground as he turned to see Storm in front. Ororo stopped when she had made eye contact with the feral mutant she had follow. Logan sighed as he gazed upon her sapphire eyes.

"I should tell you, I'm disaster." He spoke. "I forget how to begin it." He added.

Ororo started to approach him slowly, softness in her eyes. "Let's just make this part go faster. I have yet... To begin in it." She said. "I should tell you." She told Logan.

"I should tell you." Logan spoke. "I should tell you." Ororo said. "I should tell you." said Logan.

"I should tell I blew the candle out just to get back in." Ororo explained. "I'd forgotten how to smile until your candle burned my skin." Logan lightly smiled. Logan and Storm both took small steps toward each other. "I should tell you." Ororo stated. "I should tell you." Logan chimed. "I should tell you." Ororo breathed.

"I should tell." Both mutants approached each other more. "Well, here we go. Now we--" They spoke in unison. They blushed at each other as they watched one another. "Oh no." Ororo sighed. "I know,' Logan began. "This something is... Here goes..." He trailed off.

"Here goes." Ororo spoke.

"Guess so," Logan sighed. He looked deeply into Ororo's ice-blue eyes as she looked up into his chocoloate brown eyes. "It's starting to..." He began. He then turned away from Ororo. She came closer to him. "Who knows." He said.

"Who knows." Ororo repeated. Logan looked over his shoulder before turning back to Storm.

Who knows where. Who goes there. Who knows. Here goes. They both thought. "Trusting desire." Logan said. "Staring to learn." Ororo followed. "Walking through fire without a burn." Logan spoke. "Clinging, a shoulder, a leap begins." Ororo said. "Stinging and older, asleep on pins." Logan spoke up.

There was a an awkward silence between the mutants for the moment. Ororo broke the silence. "So here we go." Ororo said.

"Now we--" Logan then stopped in mid-sentence. "Oh no." Logan said. "I know." Ororo spoke.

"Oh no." Logan said.

"Who knows where." Both spoke. "Who goes there?" Both questioned.

"Here goes. Here goes. Here goes. Here goes. Here goes. Here goes." They spoke. Logan then gently took Ororo's hand into his as they looked up to the crescent moon.

FIN.

Yep, that's the end, pleas R&R. Thanks.