Blaze buckled on her helmet as she straddled the motorcycle behind Spenser. Logan's voice still echoed in her head, 'You're still just a child.' It kept repeating in her head; so much that she could see Logan's face, the sadness in his eyes, the pain written on his face. She shook her head, willing all thoughts and visions out of her mind, and wrapped her arms tighter around Spenser as he threw back a smile and revved the engine.
Fall was upon them with the trees of red, yellow, orange, and brown, dropping their leaves around them as they flew by on the long, narrow windy road, leaves coming to life. They reached the restaurant in no time flat. Spenser jumped off the bike once the engine died and the kick-stand was down. He held out his hand to help Blaze off. She looked up at the restaurant and blinked in recognition. She had seen the ad in a paper on its Grand Opening about a year ago. "Spenser, this is an expensive restaurant! Only the rich eat here!" she chuckled a little to lighten the mood but she was just as serious. "Are you sure you want to eat here?"
Spenser smiled brightly at her, "Well the restaurant has to be fit for your attire, hun." Blaze looked at her outfit. She thought that it was pretty casual, but not too casual. It was a plain black skirt with low heels and a light blue shirt. Casual but not formal. "Besides, there is no price for you." She smiled up at him as he lifted her hand to his lips. Not wanting the moment to end, but hearing her stomach growling, she laced her arm through his and walked into the restaurant.
"What?" Logan was confused. He doesn't even know this person at all.
"Tell me about Flux! I want to know more about her." DJ said with excitement in his voice.
Logan, not sharing DJ's excitement asked, "You never really had a girlfriend, did you?" DJ took a seat next to Logan as Logan blew a puff of smoke in DJ's face. Choking and sputtering on the smoke in his lungs, "Why…do you…ask?"
"Because usually the girl will tell you all you need to know about her." He took another drag of his cigar, "Plus, I don't know anything about Flux."
DJ's smile grew, "But you know about Blaze."
Logan's head snapped up and faced DJ. DJ's smile quickly faded and he scooted back a bit. "Excuse me?"
"Well…uh…it just seems that you two had something going on," he stammered.
"What gave you that impression?" asked Logan.
"Animal instinct and the look on your face when Blaze left to go out. It's pretty obvious." Logan looked back at the gates of the mansion.
'Is it that obvious?' he thought.
"Yes" came an all familiar voice. The Professor wheeled out onto the porch.
"Hey Chuck." Logan threw back a glance at him before looking back again, taking his last drag of his cigar before smoldering out the flame. Logan stood up stretching. His adamantium joints cracking, rippling throughout his body. DJ's eyes got wide as he scooted back a little more.
"What is your mutation?" he gasped a little.
The Professor spoke up finally, "Logan has the power of healing, but also has an adamantium skeleton lined with his real skeleton." It almost seemed that Logan was being talked about without him really being there when he was in fact standing right there glaring at DJ. When Professor was finished, Logan nodded his head in his direction and excused himself and started to walk away.
'How long, Logan? How long?' Hearing the voice again in his head, he looked over his shoulder and saw the Professor holding his gaze at him. Logan shook his head and turned and walked away, up to his room.
"Thank you for dinner, Spenser. It was amazing." She looked up at him, but his stare made her look back down quickly at her hands in her lap with a sheepish grin on her face. Spenser, on the other hand, had yet to take his eyes off of her. At first, he was studying her, seeing through her eyes to find out what was running through her mind. But after a while, it was mostly for his self pleasure of eating dinner with a beautiful woman. The way the candles accented every one of her features on her beautiful face; the way she looked tonight. Blaze stole another glance at him and stared back. "What are you staring at?" She had a big grin on her face.
He reached out and took her hand, messaging the back of her hand with his thumb, "I'm just enjoying what could possibly be the best moment in my life." Blaze pulled on his hand, pulling him in for a kiss. When she pulled back, he smiled and sat back for a second. "Blaze, happy anniversary."
Blaze gave him a confused stare, "What?"
"Today is our three year anniversary. We met three years ago, right out there, on the street. You about killed me because I accidentally knocked a few pieces of paper out of your hands." He laughed as he was reminiscing.
"Oh yeah, I remember know. I was having a really bad day. We just got evicted from our apartment. God, I can't believe it's been three years!" She sat back with a huge smile on her face.
"Yup, and ever since then I have loved life even more."
She looked over at him, "Why's that?"
"Because you were and are in it." He said leaning in towards her over the table.
She leaned in to meat him half way, "Okay, who are you and what did you do with my boyfriend?"
After he paid the very expensive, they decided to go take a walk in the city park. Holding hands and huddling together to stay warm in the cool night, they walked into the silence of the night. Tonight was perfect. The moon and stars were out, without a cloud in the sky, shining their light upon the couple.
"This has been the longest week in the world." Blaze said breaking the silence. "Thank you again for doing this for me, for us."
"There's nothing in the world that would stop me from being with you. You do know that, right?" She nodded as a tear slipped out of her eye. He stopped her walking and faced her with a serious face, looking her square in the eye. "And I would never hurt you. Ever." She nodded again and tilted her head into his chest as he embraced her into a tight hug, as he planted a kiss on top of her head. "Come on. Let's get you home. You get to finally start your class tomorrow. It's been delayed too long. I bet the kids are dying to know what kind of a teacher you will be. I know I am." Blaze laughed at that, being joined by Spenser.
He turned off the engine and coasted into the drive of the mansion. Blaze slowly got off the bike and handed back the helmet that she borrowed for the night. "Thank you, the night was wonderful."
"Ah, it was nothing for you. Good Luck for tomorrow." He leant in and planted a kiss on her lips as she smiled.
"Thank you." She turned to walk up to the door when she noticed a curtain move in the window above her. It was Logan's room. What was he up to? She turned to face Spenser, smiled again and waved as she entered through the door silently. After the click of the door, she heard Spenser start his bike back up and drive away. She slowly made her way up the stairs and walked down the hallway. She passed by Logan's room, his light was still on.
Logan was getting ready to go to work out in the danger room when he heard a soft knock on his door. He knew it was Blaze. He could smell her perfume, COTY's Vanilla Musk. He silently opened the door while Blaze jumped being caught off guard. "Can I help you with something?" he gruffly said as he turned back into the room to get his jacket. For some reason, she couldn't respond because she was too busy staring at his defined abs and his sculpt back. He was only wearing work out pants, for now. When she didn't answer, he turned back around to see if she was still there. "Are you okay?" She started to say something but no words came out, so she just leaned against the door frame. He thought that something was up but she finally answered, "I just saw your light on."
He nodded and pulled on his jacket, "Are you sure everything's okay?"
"No. What you said on the jet is stuck in my head and I can't stop thinking about it." She said crossing her arms around her chest and giving him a pissed off glare.
"Well, then what are you going to do about it?"
"Kick your ass." She said turning towards the danger room. "Are you coming?" She turned to him and nodded her head in the direction of the room. She had time and she had the temper. Where it came from, who knew? She stopped in her room and slipped on a pair of Soffe shorts on underneath her skirt and continued on her way. Logan was blown away. What had just happened? But all he could do was follow her and her bad temper which he knew all too well himself. She could feel her adrenaline pumping through her veins, the beats getting louder and louder in her ears.
"So did something happen between you and your lover boy or something?" Logan cynically asked. He knew what he was doing, he was mocking her, building up her temper to explode mode and he was ready for it. He could take anything, well almost anything. Heartbreak was the only think he couldn't take, people didn't know and he wouldn't let them know. He usually drunk himself into a stupor.
"Everything is fine with us!" she took a step in and tried to punch him in the stomach but he anticipated it and side stepped to avoid the hit. "Thank you for asking." She sent him a series of round-houses and punches to the side of the head. She broke skin with her rings and he started bleeding but he healed up within seconds. He blocked most of the attacks but she did get to him and he had had enough. Finally he grabbed her wrists and twisted them and her body so her arms were crossed and her back was to him. She knew that that wasn't the best position because it meant defeat and she wasn't about to be defeated. She rolled on her right side, taking Logan with her, freeing her hands she sat on top of him for mere seconds until Logan continued with the roll and trapped her with all of his weight on top of her.
"So what really is your problem?" he said slightly out of breathe.
As calmly as possible with all his body weight flattening her out, she whispered, "You."
He was taken aback for a second. He looked into her eyes and could see the tears start to form, although he could tell that she was fighting them. It felt as if he was looking into her soul. He slowly lowered his head and claimed her lips. She was lost. What is happening? But it ended as soon as it started. Logan pushed himself up to his feet and walked out of the room. He couldn't take it anymore. She stayed laying on the ground, trying to grasp what had just happened, as she let her lungs replenish themselves with oxygen. She soon got up and wiped the tears that rebelled and slid down her face. As she closed her bedroom door she could hear a motorcycle driving away. She drove him away. Just the thought of that made her collapse on her bed and cry it out.
'What have I done!'
A/N: Hey sorry it took me so long to update and that the chapter is short! But you have to remember that I am a senior in school and college is coming up. But for more info on my characters go to my website.