A/N: Alright! I originally wasn't planning on putting this story up until much later, but my… um… I don't know if I should exactly say fan… but, well… ANYWAY! Ma bud caitloveslogan had asked me to write her a mpreg story and after some thought decided that this story would be PERFECT for that! Now, if you guys decide you like it, you can all thank catiloveslogan for inspiring me to go beyond a paragraph…

I hope you like reading it as much as I liked writing it catiloveslogan :D Now have fun and read on!

It was getting dark. But they didn't care. They were having fun. Besides, it's not like anything could really hurt either of them anyway.

They ran through the woods, laughing as they did. In the end, it was James that ended up winning the race they had spontaneously started. He sat at the tree, just before the small pond that sat in the middle of the woods, waiting for Logan to catch up and find him. And that, he did. Logan ran up and found James sitting against the tree calmly. He arched his eyebrow at him.

"How did you-?"

"I'm full of surprises." James cut in, smirking up at the shorter brunette. Logan smiled and sat in front of James. They quietly sat and looked at each other. Logan looked out to the full moon and took a deep breath, feeling the energy of the moon run through him, making his energy grow stronger.

"It's getting late." James stated, looking out to the moon himself. Logan looked at him as James looked back at Logan.

Logan nodded. "Yeah," He said, "It is." Logan crawled closer to James and sat on his knees in front of him. "I guess this means… we should go…?"

James smiled. "yeah." The two looked at each other a little while longer, observing the other's expressions, until finally, Logan couldn't help it. He leaned in, letting his lips ghost over James', just to give James a chance to pull away if he chose to. But when he got no indications that James didn't want this, he fully closed the gap between them and kissed James, softly on the lips.

James kissed back, treading his fingers through Logan's hair and gently pulled him closer. Logan placed his hands on James' shirt and pulled him closer by the collar. The two kissed for a few minutes before they had to pull away- though, not exactly for air. They looked each other in the eyes, lips mere inches apart. Their eyes glazed up and glowed: James' hazel eyes glowing a firery orange-red; Logan's glowing a fierce ocean blue.

They both jumped when they saw this. Logan eased back and stared at James, James doing the same.

"Y-you're a…" They started together.

"Water elememt?" "Fire element?" They asked in shock, at the same time.

Chapter 1- 2 Weeks Earlier

"Logan? Logan, sweetheart, are you there" Lady Michel Mitchel- Queen of the Water Elements- called out for her son. "Goodness, where is that boys?" She mumbled to herself, searching around the castle.

She found Logan in the middle of an oasis, with a waterfall in the background. He was sitting on the patch of grass that was smack-dab in the middle of the oasis- running a hand along the grass slowly. The queen stood at the entrance way and put a hand on her hips, watching her son sit quietly with his knees pulled up to his chest and a sort of longing expression on his face. She sighed and stepped forward, crossing her arms.

"Logan, dear," Logan looked up at his mother and smiled at her, softly, before returning his gaze to the grass he was grazing his fingers over. "What are you doing here?" She said, continuing her trek over to the quiet boy at the center of the fairly large oasis, until she reached the edge of it.

Logan looked up again and shrugged. He pulled his hand away from the grass and brought it up to wrap his arms around his legs as his head continued to rest on his knees.

The queen sighed again. "Logan, dear, you've got responsibilities you know?" Logan nodded.

"I did them." Logan stated.

"Really?" His mother asked, a bit surprised, knowing her son to put his responsibilities off until told to do so at that moment.

"Logan nodded again, "The ones I could get done at the time, yes."

His mom smiled at him. "So you-?"

"Yes." Logan said, cutting her off because he knew what she was about to ask.

"And you-?"

"Yup."

"Then you-?"

"Mmhm."

"Well, then, I suppose you also-?"

"All taken care of."

His mother blinked, "Well, alright then. She said with a smile. "How were lessons today?"

Logan shrugged, "It was fine. A lot of the things we covered, I pretty much already know." He said, standing up. He dusted off his pants before he looked at the water surrounding him. His eyes glowed their piercing ocean blue color right before sections of the water below him turned to blocks of ice to make a path for him to leave the middle of the oasis. His mother stepped back a bit as Logan came to stand in front of her son the lush green grass that surrounded the oasis.

Logan smiled up at her- she was only a couple inches taller than him. "Well," She said, "That's because you're always buried away in your books." She kissed the top of Logan's head and wrapped her arm around his shoulders as they walked out of the garden part of the castle.

"I've been to some of your lessons," She continued, "The whole point of having your own teacher was so she could teach you, not the other way around."

Logan chuckled, "Yes, well, Kelly is no idiot. I just can't help pointing out the little facts she misses during each lesson. How long has she been teacher me? 4 years?" His mother nodded. "She's quite a remarkable teacher then!"

The queen stopped and looked at her son in confusion. "How, exactly, does that make her so remarkable from the last one?"

Logan moved to stand in front of his mother. "Well, unlike my last teacher, who lasted a little over a year, she's yet to quit!" Logan said with a grin. His mother chuckled at him and kept walking, Logan immediately following after her,

"Silly, silly boy. Let's go inspect the kitchen, shall we?" She asked, wrapping her arm around Logan's shoulder again and leading him to the kitchen.

X

In the kitchen, Logan and his mom walked around the huge, busy, and messy area, giving out compliments to all cooks and servers bustling about, as it was almost time for lunch. A few minutes after Logan had decided to help one of the cooks prepare soup for dinner; Logan was called to get ready for lunch by his mother.

Logan came out from the nearest bathroom and took his seat at the dining table. "Hello, son." His dad greeted him.

"Hi, dad."

"How was your day? Did you learn anything in your lessons?"

Before Logan could respond, his mom chuckled and said, "If by learn anything you mean once again giving the teacher more information than was actually given to him, then yes. He did." Both of Logan's parents then started laughing. As Logan watched them, he couldn't help but start laughing as well.

After the laughter died down, the King cleared his throat. "Well, I guess laughter truly is contagious." The queen and Logan nodded in agreement with smiles, as their food was placed in front of them. Being the ever grateful prince he is, Logan thanked all the servants as they ventured back into the kitchen.

A silence fell over the members of the royal family, as each one let themselves get lost, deeper and deeper, in their own thoughts as time went by and food came out.

"Logan," The king called after a while.

"Yes, dad?" Logan replied, looking up from the food he had been picking at on his plate. He had that look of longing on his face again… His mother noticed.

"Have you… given any thought as to who you would like to marry?"

Logan sighed and looked back down at his plate. He had been avoiding this question for a while, not knowing how to tell his father or how his father would react. His mother, one of the few people he's told about the matter, assuring him many times that his father would accept and love him, no matter what he decides. But Logan could tell that his mother wasn't entirely convinced herself.

"Um… I have, actually." Logan said. He looked up in time to see his father's face light up in excitement.

"Wonderful!" The king boasted, "What lucky ladies have you narrowed it down to? Surely with how much you've been walking about the kingdom, a few have caught you eye."

"Yes, well, about that, um… uh…" Logan trialed off, not knowing how to finish the sentence.

"Yes, yes, out with it." The king pressed eagerly.

"W-well, you see, I haven't exactly been looking for the right girl, per say. I…" Logan stopped as his cheeks started to flame.

"What I think he's saying, honey, is that Logan hasn't been looking for any girls to marry." The queen cut in, noting her son's discomfort. Logan bit his bottom lip and nodded meekly.

"So… are you telling me you're not planning on getting married?" The king asked, letting his for drop on to his plate with a loud clink.

"No!" Logan quickly said at the look his father was giving him. "No, I do. Just…" He cleared his throat, "Just not with a girl." Logan watched his father's expression change from slight disappointment, to confusion, to downright annoyance.

"So, what I'm hearing is you don't want to be married to a girl, rather, a boy?"

"Y-yes-?"

"Why?" Was the king's immediate question.

"I- dad, it just doesn't feel right being with a girl. It feels so forced. Being with a guy, however, feels so… so natural, so right." Logan said, with a small smile.

"And how would you know? You've never even been in a relationship."

"Yes, but I tried picturing myself with a girl and… I couldn't do it. Then I tried picturing myself being with a guy and… everything just, clicked. I started drifting into fantasies about a life with kids, a loving husband, and maybe even a small pet." Logan told his dad, his smile growing as he got excited just thinking about it. His excitement quickly faded, however, due to the incredulous look his father gave him.

The king looked at Logan for a while before sighing and looking away from him. Logan looked back down at his food, feeling as though he had just witnessed a baby water dragon get kicked.

"Son," The king said, causing Logan to look up, feeling hope rise in him. "I hope you know what you're putting yourself though by deciding this." The king then stood up and left the table without another word, leaving one of the servants to come pick up his plate. Logan felt all the hope he had welling up in his chest, crash down to his feet. He watched his father leave until he was no longer in sight. Logan looked at his mom with a frown. His mom gave him a weak smile and placed a hand over Logan's, then squeezing.

"It'll be okay, sweetie. He'll come around."

Logan sighed and looked away. "I suppose." He mumbled.

"He will. Just give him time." She patted his hand, and then pushed her chair back to stand up and leave. She thanked the servants as she picked up his and Logan's plates before smiling warmly down at him, then walked off in the direction the king had gone. Logan just sighed and got up to go to his room.

A/N: Woop woop! I got the first chapter down. Thanks to a special someone this story has come out of hibernation! Yay!