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HELLO PEOPLE! I'm back with ANOTHER chapter! I'm so proud of myself, I finished this chapter sooooooooooooooooooooo fast! I hope you people liked my last one. And remember, this is my first fic, so PLEASE go easy on me! When you're done, please read and review!

Chapter 2

Ororo's Pov

"I'm not!"

Startled, Arty stopped his tickling and we both turned around. Logan was standing there, smiling weakly at us. I felt a blush rise up to my cheek. How long has he been standing there? Slowly, Logan walked into the room, shoving his hands into his jean pockets.

"Um… I just wanted to get something to eat," he explained, not looking at me in the eye. I gently put Arty on the floor and got up from the coach.

"I'll get you something to eat, it'll be hard for you to find something good to eat in all that mess" I said, walking towards the kitchen. Logan shrugged and followed me. As I entered the messy kitchen, I spotted the plate of Scott's cookies still on the counter. I smiled as I remembered what happened to Jean.

"'Ro, are you all right?"

I snapped out of my daydream and looked up into Logan's grey eyes (A/N: I don't really no if they're grey, lol, if they aren't please tell me!). They were dark, but trusting also. When I looked into his eyes, I felt like I had a dozen butterflies in my stomach. Could I be falling in love with Logan?

"No you can't Ororo," a little voice in my head told me (A/N: and no, she's not crazy. Haven't you ever argued with yourself? If you haven't, then you should try it, its kind of fun. You always win! lol. And no, she isn't saying it out loud. ), " remember the last time you fell in love? Forge tricked you, he ran away."

"But Logan's different, he's not like Forge," I argued with myself, "he would never hurt me like Forge did."

"All men are the same, they pretend to love you. But then when they get bored, they run away and leave you all alone," the voice said again, "Forge did that to you. He said that he loved you and asked you to marry him. But when you were going to say yes, he left you for Mystic."

Suddenly, I felt cold. Not because of the weather, that doesn't affect me. I was cold from the heart out. I felt tears starting to come to my eyes. I remembered when Forged left me. He was the first man I ever loved more than a friend. I met him at a restaurant. A bunch of guys were making fun of me because of my white hair. Forge had stepped in and protected me. He was-no still is-a tall and handsome man. He seemed so trusting and honest that I fell for him since the 1st time I saw him. Soon, we were dating. He had made me so happy and had even told me that he loved me. He gave me flowers and chocolates everyday. Forge made me feel loved like I had never felt before. I think that we had dated for about 4 months when he asked me to marry him. He had a simple gold ring, but never less, I was so happy. I loved him with all my heart. I couldn't even imagine life without him back then. I wanted to say yes right away, but Jean had told me before that when a man asked you to marry him, you should pretend to think about it so that he would sweat a little. So I did what she told me to, I said that I wanted to think a little about it. I remember that it was cold and very windy outside that night. I had nothing to do about it, it was natural…

Flashback

I slowly opened the smooth, pink box. Inside was a golden ring, shining in the dim light. I smiled to myself as I brought the ring close to my heart. I smiled as I dreamed of Forge's reaction when I said yes. I was planning to tell him when he came back. Suddenly, I heard the stairs to the attic creak. Forge was back! The door creaked open and Forge entered the room. I jumped off the bed to greet him, smiling happily. But my smile disappeared when I saw Forge's grim face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, as I rushed to his side. Forge didn't look me in the eye and shrugged me off. I was shocked at his reaction. Forge walked past me and took out a suitcase from the closet.

"What are you doing?" I asked, surprised at how scared my voice sounded.

"I'm leaving," he answered shortly, putting his clothes in the suitcase.

"But why," I asked, softly, feeling tears come to my eyes.

"Why? Why!?" he yelled, laughing, "because I found someone better, because I don't need you anymore!" He laughed again.

"What!? But why.." I started, feeling the tears slide down my cheek.

"Because Mystic has showed me more affection that you ever showed me. She showed me that there was more in love than money!" he screamed.

"But I love you," I whispered, starting to cry even harder.

"Love me!? You never loved me, you're the Ice Queen. You don't love, you have no emotions!" he hollered, "I can't take it anymore! I can't take YOU anymore! So I'm leaving!"

I wanted to say something, but I just cried even harder. The sky cried with me also. Lightning flashed and thunder was heard. The sky wept as I wept. I sank down onto the ground, crying and crying. Forge just ignored me as he packed. After a few minutes, I looked up at him again.

"Don't you care, Forge?" I asked him, tears still falling from my eyes, "I thought you loved me, I thought you cared."

"Yes, for a time I did. I cared for you deeply," he answered without looking down at me, "but then I found out that you had no money!" He laughed cruelly.

"You…you dated me because you thought I had money?" I whispered, even more tears falling down my cheeks.

"Yes, I did. But now I know that there is more to love then money," he said, thoughtfully, then he looked down at me, "no, it wasn't you. It was Mystic, she showed me that." Then he continued to pack.

When he was done, he looked down at me for one last time.

"You'll never find someone that loves you, ice queen," he said cruelly, "nobody would love a women with the heart of ice." With that he left. For a long time, I just sat there, crying.

"I was going to say yes, Forge," I whispered as I cried, " I was going to say yes."

End of Flashback

"'Ro, are you alright?"

Someone was shaking me. I looked up again and realized that Logan was shaking me. Seeing that I was ok again, he stopped shaking.

"Are you ok, 'Ro?" he asked, with concern. I don't know why, but I remembered when Forge looked at me like that. The tears slowly came back into my eyes. I quickly nodded and put on my emotionless face. The emotionless face that earned me the name Ice Queen. Even as I opened the refrigerator, I could see the look of concern on Logan's face. I wanted to tell him what happened and why I was so sad. I wanted to just rest in his arms and trust him with my heart. But I couldn't. When Forge had left me, I had cried and wept for a week. I never left my room, and never ate anything. All I did was remember Forge and cry. That had caused a huge storm that lasted for a week. When I finally stopped crying, I had made a promise to myself. I had promised myself that I would never love any man again.

Logan's Pov

For a moment, 'Ro just looked into my eyes. I too, looked into her eyes. 'Ro's eyes were blue, not the kind of blue that's so blue that its looks black. Her eyes were lighter and reminded me of the sky. It was weird because I never really noticed how beautiful 'Ro's eyes were. When 'Ro went out, she wore brown contact lenses. I never asked her why she wore them, because I think that it would be kind of rude. I saw 'Ro get mad before, and I wasn't willing to get zapped by one of her lightning bolts. Anyway, I asked Professor X, and he told me that 'Ro wore them because she wanted to fit in. He told me that 'Ro had been through a lot. People had criticized her because of her white hair, and she just didn't want to be so different. I guess I understand how 'Ro feels, but I really think that she shouldn't hide those beautiful eyes of hers. They were just so beautiful. They were like 2 sky blue diamonds. Whenever I saw them, I felt calm and happy. Like everything would be fine if she was just around me. Then I realized that 'Ro had looked down at the floor.

"'Ro? Are you alright?" I asked, surprised at how much concern was in my voice. She just stood there, her long, silky white hair hiding her face. After a few minutes, I started to get really worried about her. She hadn't said a word since she looked into my eyes and I could smell that she was suddenly sad about something. My first thought was to kill anyone that made her so sad, but then I knew that I had to get her to tell me what was wrong first. So I place my hands on her shoulders and started to shake her lightly.

"'Ro, are you alright?" I asked again. Finally she looked up. For a second, I thought I saw a hint of tears in her blue eyes, her eyes seemed to lose its shine. But as soon as I saw it, it disappeared. Replacing it was an emotionless face. I had seen that face way too many times to not know what it was. It was 'Ro's famous Ice Queen face.

I had heard many of the kids in the school call her "the Ice Queen." Hell, I even called her that once. Sure, 'Ro laughed and smiled, but she never cried. She always seemed so calm and collected. Some of the students said she had no emotions and that she had a heart of ice. Dropping the thought, I sat down on a chair by the table and waited for my food to be ready.

It was 10:00 pm when the food was finally ready. I could smell the steak as 'Ro cooked it. My mouth watered at the smell and I couldn't wait for it to be done.

"Is it ready yet?" I whined for the 4rth time.

"No Logan, if you don't stop asking, I'm not going to let you eat it!" 'Ro said, smiling. I pouted, something I didn't do often. 'Ro laughed. It as such a beautiful sound, like chimes in the wind and beautiful singing. When it was finally ready, she placed it in front of me. I grinned at the steak in front of me and started to chow down. As I finished the 1st steak and about to eat the 2nd, I spotted 'Ro staring at me from the corner of my eye.

"Look darlin', I know I'm hot and everything, but you don't have to stare at me," I said, smiling, sauce dripping from my mouth. While Jean would have blushed if she heard me do that, 'Ro just raised a white eyebrow.

"Logan, I was only staring at you because I was disgusted my how you are eating," 'Ro said, "You eat like a hog!"

"I do not! Maybe a pig, but never a hog!" I said defensively. 'Ro was about to say something when we heard Arty yell for her.

"MISS. MUNROE!" he shouted. Suddenly, he ran into the kitchen. Seeing her, Arty smiled.

"There you are! You promised me that you would read me a bedtime story remember?" he asked. He was wearing his teddy bear pyjamas. His right hand was holding onto his teddy bear and he was sucking the thumb of his left hand. 'Ro smiled and nodded.

"YAY!!" Arty exclaimed. He gave her his teddy and slipped his little hand into hers.

"Come on, let's go!" he exclaimed, trying to pull her through the door.

"Ok ok Arty," she reassured him, then she turned around to face me, "goodnight Logan. And for a matter of fact, your manners are even worse than a hog or pig. Also, I think I should tell you that the 'meat' you are eating right now isn't really meat. It's a type of artificial meat made with all natural ingredients. Yup, there's not even a hint of real meat in it. Hope you have a good night, Logan. " And with that she left with Arty. I sat there and stared down at my plate. I had already devoured one of the "meat" she had made me and was about to finish the last one. Natural ingredients?! I quickly grabbed a beer and drank it as fast as I could. She knew I NEVER ate anything that was good for me, that would give me ruin my reputation. Shit! If the kids find out, they'll probably think I'm some kind of wimp. They might even call me Wimpy Wolvie! That was my worst nightmare! While some people's worst nightmare was monsters and zombies, I was scared of being called Wimpy Wolvie! I crushed the can and threw it in the garbage. 'Ro was going to pay for that.

~*~*~*NEXT DAY~*~

I walked down the halls of the school with my usual "tough guy" stance. The weird thing is, instead of cowering in fear like the kids use to, the smirked and giggled. What's going on? As I passed by a couple of girls that included Rouge, I waved. Rouge waved back and whispers something to her friends. They all laughed. I frowned. What was going on? I walked past Ororo's room and I could smell that she wasn't there. Think Logan, where can 'Ro be in the morning? It hit me, the greenhouse! I walked out of the school and onto the fluffy snow outside, ignoring the snickering and bickering of the students.

The greenhouse was a large room with glass windows so that people outside could see the plants. The roof was covered in snow, but a warm breeze blew out of it.. I smiled, it most have been 'Ro's doing. The doors were wide open, so I stepped in. The moment I entered, a strong scent of sandalwood, rain and nature hit me. I realized that 'Ro spent a lot of her time in the greenhouse. Plants and exotic flowers were all over the place, leaving only a small path that led you through the whole greenhouse. As I admired the plants, I noticed a glimpse of white. I walked closer and saw that it was 'Ro. She was kneeling down in front of a flower. Her hair was let loose and it tumbled down her back to her waist. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt and a pair of black jog pants. She had created a small rain cloud that watered the small red rose on the ground. Her mocha coloured hand flattened the soil around the rose. Even though she had dirt smudge on her cheek and he clothes were dirty, Logan had never seen her so beautiful. As if sensing someone was spying on her, she turned around.

"Logan?"

I stepped out from behind the tree in front of me.

"Hey darlin'"

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me darlin'?" she asked, with her hands on her hips. I grinned, she looked so cute when she was angry. Then I remembered why I was here.

"Did you tell everyone about that…that meat you made for me yesterday?" I demanded. Ororo started to laugh.

"What's so funny?!" I demanded, crossing my arms across my chest. Slowly, her laughter ceased.

"Nothing, nothing at all…Wimpy Wolvie!" She started to laugh all over again. I felt a blush rise up to my cheeks. Great, now I'm blushing,

"How…how did you know about that name?" I stuttered. She stopped laughing for a moment to say, "All night long, you kept muttering about how you aren't Wimpy Wolvie in your sleep, so I decided to tell others about this!" I growled as she laughed hysterically. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I knocked her down and began to tickle her. From what I saw when she was with Arty, I knew that she was terribly ticklish.

"Get off me Logan!" she yelled between laughs.

"I won't until you say 'Logan is the hottest guy on earth and he is NOT Wimpy Wolvie' out loud," I answered, continuing to tickle her. I saw the lightning flash outside out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't care. Right now, all I cared about was getting revenge.

"I'll…never…say…that…" she managed to say while laughing and wiggling around.

"Fine," then I tickled her even more. She tried to push me off, but I was too strong, so she just kept squirming around.

"I'll fry you if you don't let me go now!" she warned. To prove that she wasn't kidding, her eyes went white and a bolt of thunder was heard.

"So?" I shrugged, as I tickled her even more, "I don't really care, all I care about right now is getting revenge."

"Ok…ok… I… give… up!" she announced between laughs.

"Say it."

She took a deep breath, "Logan is the hottest guy on earth and he is NOT Wimpy Wolvie, you happy now?" I nodded and stopped tickling her. All of a sudden, I realized our position. 'Ro was flat on her back, her hair spread out like a halo around her, and I was lying on top of her. I looked deep into her eyes, and she seemed to realize our position too. For a moment, I just looked into her eyes. Then I did something I wanted to do since I came back. I kissed her.

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Well, that's the end of that chapter, please review people! Reviews are my best friend. Tell me what I can do to improve my story!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!