CAHTER FIVE HAD THE LAST ADDED ON! SORRY BUT IT WASN'T LONG ENOUGH!!!!

So sorry it's hard for me to update. I have two sisters and there is onlt one computer that's in the livingroom. enough of me, on with the show.

Wanda was lying face-up on her bed. She had a pillo covering her face. She heard her bedroom door burst open and felt the wind speed increase.

"Hello Pietro."

"What happened yesterday. You didn't come home untill like two in the morning? Excuses!"

She sighed and went over the day in her head. Thought about Pyro, went for ride and than ren into pyro, went to partly-empty town with Pyro, hexed pyro, flirted with pyro, went home. She could do better than him, right? After all she was the unemotional scarlet witch. No oe could mess with her heart. It was too cold. She couldn;t remember why but yet she felt so... hateful. Something about family... Ah never mind. Must call Rogue....

"Hello, an answer?" She looked up, forgeting that the silver haired speed-demond was in the room.

"Right, I was just out late and lost track of time."

"It was with Pyro, right?"

"No.."

"YES IT WAS!"

"No it wasn't. Get over it."

"Who were you with than?"

"A total and complete stranger."

"Oh, well that's better..."

She sighed once again and sat up. She grabed her coat that was lying in a chair that Pietro was too infuriated (BIG WORD!) to notice. "I've gotta talk to Rogue, later."

AT THE MANSION

Ding, dong

Scott heard the door bell ring and, being the leader, decided that it was his civic duty to answer it.

"Exaviors school for... WANDA?!" (Think about it, Exaviers school for Wanda. hah hah!)

"Is Rogue around?"

"Umm, yes she..."

Wanda shoved the door all the wa opened and started making her way to Rogues room. She opened the door to Wanda blairing Marilyn Manson. The goth (Rogue, not wanda) looked up and turned her music down, putting the book she was reading (The vampire's assistant) aside.

"What's up? I thought you hated this place."

"Ugh, I do but I need to talk and I

"1. cant talk at my place, thin walls,

"2 can't talk in a store or a resteraunt, to many people, and

"3. Can't talk outdoors, self explanatory."

Rogue gave her a wondering look. "So, what is it that's so important."

"It's John"

"Pyro? The little fire bug? Is he bothering you?"

"No, well.. yes. You see..." And so she explained the day befores events.

"Oooh, I think you like him."

Wanda staired at the out of charictorness of her friends sentence. "What do you mean?"

"Well if it bothered you so little, why it be bothering you so much? You obviously like him..."

"Like you and the 'Swamp-rat'?"

Rogue gave her a glare and than ignored the last phrase. "All I'm saying is that you should give it a shot. You too look so cute..."

"ROGUE!"

sigh "Did ho seem interested?"

"Yeah, I guess"

"And honestly, were you interested?"

"No... well... a little..."

"Than what's the worst that could happen?"

"Wow, you're not one to encourage love. The cajun gittin' to you?"

Rogue gave one of her ever-famous death glares and threw a pillow at her.

At the Magical Acolytes base

"So why don't you just talk to de Philly?" A demond-eyed a cajun asked his Aussie buddy. (That sentince sounded so cool to me for some reason...)

"I thought about it but she made it pritty clear that she didn't want to be near me..." St. John said, for once fealing pain and disapointment.

"De femme's just playin' hard to get. Just like mon chere."

Pyro thought about the situation. "So basicaly I'm screwed?"

"Just give it time, mon ami."

Pyro sighed and drank a sip of the cofee that magicaly appeared in front of him. He looked up at the clock which read 10 pm.

"I'm going."

"To the brotherhood?"

"Nope, insane" And he gave on of his famous/sexy laughs. "Of COURSE the brotherhood house."

Remy sighed as he watched his friend walk out of the house/base. "Dat homme's only in for trouble..."

At the brotherhood house

Wanda looked at the main door as the knob began to jingle.

"Knock mu... PYRO?!"

"Hello, luv."

Wanda quickly recovered from her shock. "what are you doing here?"

"I wanna talk...."

Wanda staired at the fire-crazed Aussie standing in front of her.

"Come.... come in."

He looked at her, into her in a way, and entered. The place had an eerie emptyness to it that could unsettle anybody.

"Creepy in here without the boys, eh?"

"Yeah, creepy" She looked down at her feet. This is NOT what she wanted him to say. 'come on' she coaxed mentaly. 'come on, out with it'

"Wanda I..."

'out with it, OUT WITH IT!'

"Wanda I....'m sorry for what I said. Definitely not gentleman like."

'NO! Ah well, close enough'

"Umm.... No big. I just... overreacted."

"No realy, you had every right to. I just said that because..."

"Yes?"

"Well... Do you have some nachoes?"

"N....nachoes?" She asked, veeeery confused.

"Yes, Nachoes. never sold 'em back home."

"maby.... in the kitchen.."

She led him in and looked at him, into his deep blue eyes.

"Actualy, There's something else I'd like to tell you. Do you... er...."

'YES?'

"Do you... have any salsa?"

"JUST SAY IT" She said outloud, obviously not on purpous.

"What that I love you?" He asked, once again, not on purpous.

There was an awakward silance. The pyro maniac looked at the witch and smiled. He leaned over and let his lips met hers. Wanda tensed up, her muscles trying to pull away. But than she relaxed and let the kiss sink in. They were locked for a minuite before the door opened.

"And than I said.... WANDA!?" Pietro screamed, obviously NOT expecting the site before him.

"sn... sn... snookums?"

Wanda sighed. This was going to be a VERY long day indeed.

THUH END! I Might put a ten years later and I have an idea but... You saw how long it took to write that little....

If someone has a better chapter E-mail me and I might add it as later chapters!