A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers! OMG, I really didn't think I'd get even this far with this story. Again, thanks!

Chapter Three:

Amara was mad. She had had enough of her friend's taunting words. She desperately tried to control her emotions before they controlled her, but it was too late, and she was too angry. Amara cried out as her fiery form came forth.

St. John was breathless. Never before had he seen something so beautiful. Sure, he loved flame, any kind, but this was beyond unbelievable.

"A living flame. Crikey, she's pretty. Jus' about the prettiest Sheila, I ever saw in me whole life. And she's flame." Pyro murmured to himself.

"Whoa, Amara, sorry! You don't have to go all magma on us!" Tabitha cried.

"Yeah, we won't say anything else! Jeez, temper, temper." Jubilee scolded. Amara changed back into her original form, but she was still scowling.

"I'm not sur I want to do this anymore, guys. It's getting dark. You guys can get caught if you want to, but I'm going back." Amara declared as she spun around and stalked off.

"Amara, wait!" yelled Jubilee. Amara ignored Jubilee's cries and started to run.

"Perfect." St. John whispered before getting up off his branch and jumping to the next. He kept following her through the trees until she stopped, out of breath.

Pyro climbed down a huge tree trunk silently. Amara had stopped at a nearby stream of water to catch her breath, when she heard some leaves rustle behind her.

"Who's there?" Amara demanded, while changing into her molten shape. Suddenly, she felt her legs moving toward a clump of bushes.

Pyro was situated behind a large tree, manipulating Amara's powers. He decided to have a little fun by making Amara do certain things.

Amara, for the life of her, couldn't figure out what was going on. She didn't want to set the whole park on fire, but someone else had other thoughts.

"What's- what's going on? Whoever you are, just tell me what you want, so I can give it to you, so you can leave me the hell alone!" Amara shouted into the air. John stepped out from behind the tree.

Amara's illuminated eyes widened. She knew about this mutant. This was one of Magneto's lackeys, the one who could-what was it again? Oh yes... manipulate fire. Amara thrashed wildly in her mad attempt to free herself from his powers.

"Aw come now, Sheila. I'm not gonna hurt ya." Pyro said as if talking to a small animal.

"What do you want with me?!" Amara yelled. John ignored her question and started walking toward her. Amara stopped flailing. She took in Pyro's appearance.

His hair was orange. Just like... fire. It was quite intriguing, Amara admitted to herself. His deep blue eyes were almost hypnotizing.

"Who are you?" Amara asked, afraid.

"St. John Allerdyce at ya service, sheila," John said after bowing. "and you mus' be Amara." Amara stiffened.

"How'd you know my name? Were you spying on me?!" Amara asked, now angry again.

"Whoiy no, and might I ask wot your second name is, Amara?" St. John asked. He was determined to know her name. Amara blinked.

"Aquilla. Why?" she asked cautiously. Professor Xavier had told her to stay away from this mutant specifically. She was in a very vulnerable position right now.

"Amara Aquilla. Beautiful. Suits ya rioight, luv." Pyro said softly.

Suddenly, Amara felt as if someone was touching her, almost embracing her. She looked around but no one was there but St. John, and he wasn't touching her.

Amara looked at Pyro. He was moving his hands, almost in a pattern. Then Amara understood what was going on.

"Hey! Stop that! I am royalty! A princess! Take your hands- er- powers of me this instant!" she screamed as she felt pressure on her backside. St John merely laughed.

"I'm sorry, luv! But I couldn't resist. Ya jus' too cute when ya mad." St. John chuckled. He jerked his head toward a lone tree. Amara's legs involuntarily started moving as she tried to shift back. But it was no use.

"Look what do you want? What did I do to you?" Amara somewhat pleaded. When she reached the tree, she felt her powers being released. She quickly shifted back, but as she turned to run, St. John had her up against the tree, pushing her upwards, so her feet no longer touched the ground.

"What the hell? Are you crazy?!" Amara shouted in John's face, that was just inches away from her own. Pyro grinned and leaned in close to her ear.

"Whoiy, yes, as a matter o' fact I am. In fact... I'm insane." he whispered softly.

A/N: As Pyro would say: YE-E-AH! Or, whatever. You guys know how he does that adorable, insane laugh! Anyway, just a little fluff in this chapter. I'm sorry I couldn't put more but I ran out of ideas. Anyway, I'll be home around Monday, so I'll be able to update more frequently. R&R! Thanks!

Childrenwithblades: I know, last chapter was very boring, and I apologize. I hope you like this chapter though.

Arikitten: THANK YOU!! I really appreciate the comments on my writing. I'm really checking out your story as well. It just keeps getting better and better.

Katie Mae: Thank you, that's what I needed to know!

VangieGirl: You were right, I am a girl! Great job! If I knew a boy named Pietro's Kitten... then... oh never mind!

Anyways thanks to all others also!