The bartender stood up on a stood. "ATTENTION, EVERYBODY!" People began to quiet down, seeing what he had to say. "FIFTEEN MINUTES UNTIL TWO THOUSANE TWENTY-ONE!" With that, he jumped down. People began to cheer. Max, Logan, Herbal, and Sketchy all sat at their table. Cindy had disappeared a while ago. Max stood up.

"I'm gonna go find Cindy, okay?"

They nodded at her. Herbal turned to Logan. "My brother, you are blessed by the lord to have found our sista here tonight, but you must know she is precious to us." Logan looked at Sketchy for a translation.

"He says that if you hurt Max you are dead." He explained.

Logan raised an eyebrow. "Max and I aren't like that. Did she say we were?"

Sketchy smiled and stood up. "I'm getting more beer. I don't care what you guys are like, you hurt her you are dead. Period." Herbal smiled pacifistically at Logan and walked after Sketchy. Max walked back, Cindy and some leggy brunette in tow.

"Where're the boys?"

Logan shrugged. "Went to get more beer."

Max smiled at him. The heat generated by so many bodies was making everyone warm. Logan's forehead glistened, making him seem even sexier in Max's eyes. Almost unconsciously she pulled her shirt away from her body, trying to cool herself down. As she let go, the tight shirt clung again to her curves. Logan found his eyes tracing her body. As they grew closer, they didn't notice the bartender climb up on the bar again. Just before they reached each other, the entire bar erupted.

"59! 58! 57! 56!"

They pulled apart again, as if they had been burned. Cindy was watching this knowingly, and she finally looked away too see if she could find the boys, fighting their way back to the table.

Max turned to Logan. "You know, I still don't get the big idea."

Logan searched for the words. "It's sort of, like, it's a celebration that we passed. We got through another year. And next year might be better."

"44! 43! 42! 41! 30!

Max smiled and walked up to stand close to him. "I guess that makes sense. So, what does one do with a New Year."

Logan grinned at her. "Whatever one wants."

"20! 19! 18! 17!"

Max grinned at him, and started screaming as well. Logan shrugged at Cindy , Herbal, and Sketchy as they returned. When he saw them counting too, he sighed.

What the hell, he thought. What could happen?

"10! 9! 8! 7! 6!"

Logan slid up to Max, closing unnecessary space between their bodies. But without actually touching her. He wasn't sure what she would do.

"5! 4! 3! 2! 1!"

Max turned to Logan. "Happy New Year," she whispered.

Logan bent over to her. With his lips millimeters from hers, he whispered back, "Happy New Year to you too."

With that, they let their feeling take over. Max pressed her lips hard against his, and both melted into the felling of each other. The world around them faded away; time ceased to exist. All that existed for them was the need to never break this moment.

Logan ran his tongue across her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth. As they lost consciousness in the taste of each other, neither noticed Cindy lean over to the rest of them.

"About damn time for those two."

[an hour later]

Max felt a rush of emotion as they pulled up to Foggle Towers. She didn't want to get off-- actually, she was amazed they had made it here in one piece. Logan placed one last kiss on her neck, and went to climb off the bike. Before he walked away, he turned to her. "You know, you were right. That was fun."

Max frowned at him, and he laughed and stepped up to her. She turned off the bikes and turned to slide off. She found Logan in her way, and sandwiched him between her legs, making it hard for him to turn around and leave. He leaned over, and kissed her again. He slid his hands down her legs, easing them apart so he could step away.

Far from Max, though, he found to be extremely boring. He pulled Max off the bike. "Come upstairs with me?" he asked in a husky whisper. Max grinned and pulled back to look at him.

"Is this the Logan Cale who spent this long just to get the nerve to kiss me? What happened to that game" she teased.

Logan just kissed her again. "I have a new game, and I bet this one is a lot more fun."

Max grinned at him, no longer able to keep a straight face. "I bet it is."

Logan kissed Max, drawing her to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered into her hair, "So, is that a yes?"

Max relaxed against him. "That's a hell yes," she replied.

Max let Logan lead her into his building, and towards what looked to be one hell of a happy new year.