I'm so so so so sooooo sorry for not updating last week. I meant to update Saturday but my cousin and grandparents (grandparental-units) came over and my mom and I were running all over the house ttrying to get everything clean and ready. Read my one-shot 'Fallen Snow'!

So here it is!

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"Do wonder what they're doing?" Bobby asked.

"Not really. Jean and Scott are always fighting so that's my guess," Warren said.

"I can't even imagine them dating. If they fight that much as friends how might they be as a couple?" Hank pondered.

"I remember the last time Scott got Jean pissed off. You and me had to pry her off him. She was kicking and screaming like a kid." Warren remembered how Jean pounced on Scott like a wild woman and started chuckling.

"Yeah, then she kicked me in my stomache and my balls. Jean's a mad woman," Hank said.

"Do you think you'll be able to have kids now?"

"After seeing how Jean and Scott grew up, I don't think I want kids," he said and added a shudder to the thought.

"Jean's poor mother," Warren said when he finished laughing, then he laughed again at hid own remark.

"I wonder if she kicked a lot as a baby in her mother's stomach?" Hank wondered.

--XoXo--

"Is this real?" Jean whispered to herself as she looked at Scott's face.

"What?" Scott asked, since he couldn't hear her over the loud music.

"Nothing," Jean answered. She kept looking into Scott's eyes. Ever since she was a little girl, she could tell what kind of person someone was by looking into their eyes. With Scott it wasn't the same. She saw into his eyes but couldn't really see them at the same time.

"Wow, you must be really drunk," Scott said with a mischievious grin on his face.

"What do you mean?" Jean asked.

"You still haven't pushed me off," Scott answered. His arms arms were still wrapped around Jean's waist.

"What makes you think I would do that?" Jean asked.

"If my memory serves well, you've never liked me that much. You've always said I was an immature, stubborn statue and had no feelings whatsoever."

"Well, you're stubborn, that's for sure." Jean could feel her temper acting up.

"Right, and you're a saint," Scott added sarcastically.

"Hey guys, I couldn't find Cindy so we might as well leave without her," Seth said as he came up from behind Jean. They both let go of each other quickly.

"I kinda wanted to stay a little longer." So that I can do some serious damage to Scott when no one's looking, Jean thought.

"Oh, I thought you guys wanted to get home since you were having a fight. Where did Scott go?" Jean turned around and Scott wasn't there.

"Wait for us by the door, I'll find him." Jean followed Scott's thoughts out the door. She felt he was angry... really angry.

--XoXo--

"There you are!" Jean turned the corner and found Scott at a park that was a couple blocks away. "What were you going to say?" Jean sat down on the swing next to him. He didn't look at her once.

"Why? It's not like you'll care!" Scott yelled at her.

"Because I care about you, you ass!" Jean yelled louder.

"Fine!" Scott shouted at her, "I don't want to be the guy you think about last! You act like I'm not even there! Sometimes I feel totally invisible around you! I don't even know why I try so hard! Every time I see you out with another guy I feel like my heart's been ripped out and stepped on! I've loved you from the moment I set eyes on you! But we keep going around in circles and for some reason I still love you!" Scott stood up and started walking away again.

"Summers! Don't you dare run away from me, again!" Jean shouted "I loved you from the moment you helped me carry my suitcase up the stairs to my room my first day at school!"

Scott stopped so abruptly Jean almost ran into him. "What did you say?"

"You heard me." Jean could feel tears threatening to spill. "I love you, too. I never thought it was possible to care so much about someone as I care about you. I went out with other guys to try to get over you because I thought you never noticed me. But I never loved any of them as much as I love you."

"Jean..." Scott ran out of words. Who would've thought that the fearless leader became speechless. "Why are crying?"

"Because you were so mad and hurt. I felt it. I'm sorry I hurt you so much, Scott." Scott didn't answer her and just pulled her into a tight embrace.

"If you want to know the truth, I'm feeling pretty good about myself right now," Scott said after a while. "I have the most beautiful, intelligent woman in my arms. I think that makes up for everything." They pulled away, enough to look into each other's eyes.

"I don't know, I still feel really guilty about making you feel like dirt. I think there's another way to make it up to you," Jean started leaning in to kiss Scott.

"I don't think that's a really good idea," Scott said as he pulled away a little.

"You think too much with your head, Slym. You should listen to your heart more often. If you did that sooner then we'd probably be together already. Listen to your heart and tell me what it's telling you right at this moment?"

"That I'm an retarded monkey."

"Just shut up and kiss me Summers." Scott slowly leaned down and his lips met hers.

They just pressed their lips, to begin with. Then Jean opened her mouth and, out of his own violation, Scott did the same. Their tongues started wrestling and Scott soon pulled away, leaving Jean pawning for more.

"I'm afraid that if I keep kissing you I won't be able to stop," Scott said.

"Stop thinking so much Scott. And besides what's the problem with kissing me, non-stop?" Jean added flirtatiously.

"The problem is we should think about this, and once you start kissing me Red, thinking is the last thing I'm capable of doing," Scott said.

"Well it's nice to know I have such a positive effect on you." Jean smiled and just leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips.

"If someone saw us they might think we're more than just friends," Scott said.

"So? What's a little kiss between friends?"

"But what if we mess this up?" Scott asked.

"And what if we don't? I have faith in us, Scott Summers. If you really love me, you'll have faith in us, too." Jean took his hand in hers and rubbed it against her face.

"I have faith in us," Scott whispered as he kissed her again.

Now wasn't that sweet?

I'm sorry for updating so late... I'm a retarded monkey $P

Retarded monkeys don't deserve feedback but please make an exception in my case...Please!