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Anyway, here's the latest chapter to Melting the Heart of Ice! Oh and 1 little WARNING: this chapter is written to live up the genre HUMOUR, so Logan talks to his conscience in this one. If you don't like this, you can tell me if you want to, but I'm not going to change it because it's genre is HUMOUR for a reason. If you really HATE this kind of thing, don't stop reading my fic, PLEASE don't! you can just skip all these parts!

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Chapter 5

Logan's Pov

I raced into the restaurant behind that stupid One-Eye and Ororo. A waitress opened her mouth to ask me if I had a reservation, but before she could, I jumped behind her and pressed my hands against her mouth. The waitress was terrified.

"Shut up!" I muttered in her ear, she instantly became silent but I could smell that she was afraid, "don't worry, I'm not going to murder you or something. I just want you to pretend that I was never here ok?" She nodded, "Now, close your eyes, count to ten and I'll be gone." Once again she nodded. The waitress closed her eyes and I quickly walked away. I sniffed the air. I quickly located where 'Ro was sitting. Luckily, they were looking at the menus, so they didn't spot me.

I spotted a table across from theirs. I slid into the chair and opened the menu, so that they wouldn't see me.

"Um…excuse me," a nervous voice said beside me.

"What!?" I growled.

"Uh…it's just that…uh…you're sitting in my…uh…wife's seat."

"SO!?" I snarled. I was really pissed of right now. REALLY PISSED OFF! I was trying to listen to what they were saying and this man over there is disturbing me! "Listen bub, either get out of here or you and your wife ignore me. And don't make a sound! If you do, I'll beat the shit out of you!" The man nodded and quickly ran out of the restaurant. Finally, some peace and quiet.

I continued to stare at Ororo and One Eye's table. The little bastard was telling MY Ororo something. Ororo laughed loudly. I growled. Why was she laughing? I am WAY funnier than him! I'm going to kill that ugly, no good, stupid…(fill this part with ALL your favourite insults!). First I'm going to skin off all his skin, and then dip him in salt! MUHAHAHA!! But I wont let him die yet! I'll make him suffer! SUFFER I TELL YOU! (A/N: I know, I know, Logan's talking to himself and he's going to continue. And no, he isn't insane. He's just REALLY, REALLY pissed off right now. Oh, and the next part is him arguing with his conscience. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that he's crazy and stuff, but he isn't. Seriously, he isn't crazy! Haven't you ever argued with you conscience? I know many people that have…well, not that many people, but at least 3. So no worries. Anyway, this fic's genre is romance/HUMOUR, so I have to add some funny stuff. If you don't like seeing Logan arguing with himself like some crazy person, then skip this part!)

"Now Logan, that wouldn't be a very good thing to do," my conscience said.

"Shut up! So what if it isn't a good thing to do?!"

"Then you shouldn't do those bad, bad things."

"What if I want to!?"

"Then I guess you won't have a chance with Ororo…"

"I don't believe you. Just watch me do that to One-Eye right now!"

"You won't be wanting to do that."

"No, I think that I would."

"Fine, you're funeral."

I was about to leap straight into Scott, but I paused. Oh I hate arguing with my conscience!

"Why won't I be wanting to do that?" I asked my conscience.

"Well, Ororo likes Scott…" my conscience started.

"WHAT!? THOSE ARE LIES! LIES! LIER! I'M NEVER GOING TO BELIVE YOU AGAIN!"

"STUPID BOY! Let me finish!"

"You can't call me stupid boy! You're part of me too!"

"Never mind. Anyway, let me finish. Ororo likes Scott LIKE A BROTHER. So if you attack him, then she'll get really mad and never talk to you again. So you shouldn't do that."

"Oh…"

"So if I were you, (which I am), I would wait for them to go back to the school and then tell 'Ro how much you like her."

I nodded, "That's a great plan!" An old couple turned around to look at me. Apparently, I said that out loud. I growled at them and they instantly turned around. Smirking, I turned my attention back to One-Eye and 'Ro's table. Now all I have to do is wait….

~*~*~*~*~*~*About one hour later~*~*~*~*~

I yawned as I continued watching 'Ro and Scott. For a whole hour, all they talked about were…well, I didn't really pay attention to it all, but last time I started to tune in, they were talking about teaching students better. How boring can that be? I didn't continue listening to find out. It's all Scott's fault, not Ororo's of course. I mean, I've talked to Ororo before and we NEVER talked about that boring stuff. Scott was probably the one that started talking about and 'Ro wanted to be polite, so she started to talk about it!

"Um…why did you ask me out?"

I immediately started to tune in to what they were saying when I heard 'Ro say that.

"Isn't it obvious? I like you," he answered, "a lot."

"You…you…like me? As in like like? As in you like me more than a friend? As in a girlfriend? As in something more than a friend?" I heard 'Ro stutter, shocked. I growled under my breath.

"Yah," he said, still grinning, but I could smell his worry and nervousness, oh, I loved it when he was worried and nervous, "is there something wrong Roro?"

"I don't like you," Ororo blurted out. My grin widened as I heard those words. I knew it! Ororo would NEVER like Scott.

"No, I mean I do like you," I saw Scott smile as she said that. My grin disappeared and was replaced with a growl. How could she like that little….

"But not in that way." 'Ro finished. Scott's smile disappeared as quickly as it came, while my frown disappeared and was replaced with a huge grin. I KNEW IT! Ororo doesn't have that bad taste.

"I like you Scott, I even love you, but like you're my brother. Not as a boyfriend, girlfriend way." 'Ro bit her lip as she said this. I hated it when she did that. Biting those beautiful, soft lips of hers.

"Scott…I…" she began start again, but Scott raised his right hand, telling her to stop.

"I need to go now, I'll see you tomorrow Ororo," Scott said, not meeting her eyes. I swallowed the laugh that threatened to escape my lips. I just loved seeing Scott nervous like this! It was so sweet! Scott got up to leave, but not before he placed some money on the table. When Scott left, I saw 'Ro look down at the table. Her scent was tinged with sadness. Why was she sad? She didn't like him, right? So why would she be sad? While I pondered this question, 'Ro got up and headed towards the door. The bell rung on the door as she left. Hearing the little bell, I immediately snapped out of my train of thought and followed her outside.

I saw her walk out into the parking lot. Her hair rippled as she looked to her right and left.

"Now's your chance," a voice in the back of my head said.

"Shut up! I know that!"

I walked out into the light and cleared my throat. 'Ro turned around, her eyes widened as she saw me.

"Logan? What are you doing here?" She stepped towards me, looking at me curiously. "I…er…um…was just around the neighbourhood."

"Right. I suppose you drove here?"

"Yah, you want a drive home, darlin'?"

"Yes, and don't call me darling," she said, trying to look stern. But the smile on her face betrayed her. We walked to the back of the restaurant where I parked my…I mean Scott's…motorcycle. We laughed and talked on the way. Every time she laughed, I felt my heart flutter. When we got there, I climbed onto the motorcycle and handed 'Ro the helmet. Ororo froze.

"You mean for me to ride on that…that thing?"

"Yah."

"Then I'll see you later," she said quickly and started to walk away. Before she could escape, I grabbed her arm.

"Where you going, darlin'?"

"Stop calling me darlin' and I'm going home."

"Then get on the motorcycle."

"I am NOT going to ride on that thing to get home!" she protested, trying to escape.

"Oh yes you are. Unless you want to walk about 1000 kilometres home!"

"Logan, the school's not that far away!" she argued. I didn't want to argue with her, but I didn't want her to walk back home alone either. Then I got an idea.

"Oh I see 'Ro. I see why you don't want to ride back home with me," I said, shaking my head, grinning.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're scared," I said simply.

"I am NOT scared of riding on that motorcycle!"

"I never said you were scared of riding on it," I laughed, "I guess it's true, you are scared!"

"I am not!"

"Don't lie now, weather goddess."

"How did you know they called me weather goddess?"

"I have my sources," I replied, wiggling my eyebrows, "and I know you're scared, can you swear on pain of death that you aren't lying?"

"Well, no," she bit her lip, "ok fine! I am scared, ok? Happy now?" Ororo looked ashamed and mad. I immediately felt bad for making her feel that way.

"Aw, 'Ro, I'm sorry. Don't be mad. I just wanted to convince you to ride on this thing. You shouldn't be scared of riding on it anyways. I promise that you won't get hurt on it. I've ridden on this a lot of times and look at me! I'm still as hot as ever!" 'Ro raised an eyebrow, but she was biting her lip to stop from laughing.

"Just laugh 'Ro, I know you want to," I said, wiggling my eyebrows at her again. 'Ro laughed, music to my ears.

"You're so full of yourself, Logan. You know that don't you?" Ororo laughed.

"Yah, but I know that's what you love that about me."

"Oh please," 'Ro rolled her blue eyes.

"So you going to get on the motorcycle?" I asked as I swung my leg over the motorcycle. 'Ro looked worried, so I reached out my hand, "here, take my hand, 'Ro. I promise you that I won't let anything to happen to you." She looked at my extended hand and then back up at me. Then she slowly placed her hand on mine.

" I trust you, Logan."

"And I won't let you down." Her hand still on mine, she slowly climbed onto the motorcycle too. I turned around and handed her the helmet.

"Don't want you pretty little head getting hurt, 'Ro," I said, cocking my head to the side. She smiled and put the helmet on. I turned back around, started the motorcycle and we headed back to the school.

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