Chapter 7. The fire within

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Three weeks had passed since Amara's encounter with John. One would think that she would have forgotten all about what happened, but she hadn't. if anything the three weeks had only increased her want for the Australian pyromaniac. During the day she felt constantly lonely, and cold. Not cold in the conventional sense, but physically cold. Amara did not know if it was her mutation playing up, or just something in her head, but she was constantly wrapping her arms around herself, trying in vain to warm her arms. And when night fell it was only worse. Only in her dreams did she feel warm, as she relived kissing him, but she would always wake up feeling colder and more empty than she had before.

Amara knew she had no one else to blame for her current condition, she knew she had blown it, and she would mentally kick her self every time she remember the look John had on his face. She wanted him bad . she wanted him to warn her cold body, to hold her, to kiss her, to play all her fantasies out with her.

'oh, what's the use pining over him, he probably hates me after what I did', she thought as she played with a pea on her plate, pushing it with her fork, so that it did little doughnuts on her plate.

"Is there something wrong with you food child?", Ororo (An: is that how you spell it?) asked, observing her activity.

Amara gave her a week smile, "no,...no it's fine"

Storm would have kept up her interrogation, but at that moment Xavier's voice come into her mind and the mind of all those who were around her 'X-men, report to the Ready Room'.

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(Ready Room)

"It seems that magneto will be receiving an important Cargo tonight, at the Bayville Dock. Apparently, according to intelligence Reports from Warren, the cargo is a machine of some sort", Xavier informed the x-men

"So you want us to go and intercept it?", Scott asked

"That is correct"

"Common x-men, lets suit up", Logan ordered from his position at the door.

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"I wish this boat would get a bloody move on, it's freezing out hear!", Pyro grumbled, as he paced back and forth on the dock, flicking his lighter absent mindedly as he went.

"Remy would have to agree, it is a bit chilly out hear", Gambit said watching John as he paced.

Colossus said nothing from his place sitting on a crate, he was use to weather like this. John eyed him evilly as if he was responsible for the weather. "If this thing is sooo bloody special, bucket head should be out hear freezing his ass off waiting for it to arrive!", he complained

John had been complaining a lot lately, it seemed that was all he did these days. But he knew it was his way of dealing with the rejection he had received from Amara. John had been plagued in his dreams by the female flame ever since the park, and he became increasingly lonely every time he woke up. John was living for his dreams, the feelings he received from his nighttime fantasies were the only thing keeping him sane.

Remy opened his mouth to reply to John's statement, but quickly closed it, turning his head sharply to the side. "We have Company mon ami's, look alive"

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Amara climbed out of the x-van, that all the new recruits had pilled into. Everyone quickly paired off. Wolverine targeted Sabertooth as he exited out of a nearby warehouse, and the two mutants were now engaged in a wrestling match, in which Logan had hold of the other mutants long blond hair, and was now proceeding to rip it out. Rogue made a beeline for gambit. They always paired up. Rogue was the only one of the x-men that was capable of tacking Gambit down. Amara watched as the couple started coming to blows, the insults flowing out of one another, as they began what seemed to be a heated dance. All the new recruits had taken on Colossus, and the large Russian now hat three teenagers hanging off him, and yet was still up right and holding his own. Scott and Jean were at the edge of the dock waiting for the boat to dock that had appeared suddenly. The rest of the x-me had taken on Pyro. Amara made her way over Colossus, who had managed to knock a large majority of the new recruits out. She let her powers lose flaming up. Colossus was in the process of head butting one of the recruits affectively knocking them out, when Magma found she could not move. Her body was spun around, so that she faced her opponent. Her brown eyes met green ones.

Pyro had taken down all of his attackers, and now it seemed he wished to fight with her. Amara felt a great pull on her body, that dragged her from closer to Pyro. This was not such a nice feeling for her. John lifted out one of his hands, and slowly started to close it. Amara let out a scream of pain as she felt her powers being forced back into her skin. The pain continued as Pyro, began to push her into a dark near by alleyway. He released his hold on her when they were out of sight.

Amara fell to her knees groaning. John was soon down on his knees in front of her. "I'm sorry luv. I had to make it look good, I'm sorry I hurt you,... luv don't cry".

Tears were rolling down Amara's face at an uncontrollable rate, but the tears were not totally from the brief pain she had experienced. The tears were worrying John terribly. He laced his fingers through her hair, whipping away her tears with his thumbs. He brought her close to him trying his best to comfort her, and right what he had just done.

To his surprise Amara through her arms around him , and buried her face in his chest only crying harder than before. "I thought sniff you hated me, and were angry at me, and that's snuffle why you were hurting me".

John could almost feel his heart breaking at her confession. He lifted her head so that she was looking into her eyes, "No luv. How could I hate you? After what I just did you should hate me".

The tears had stopped flowing, but the stains were still on her face. "sniff so, you still want to be around me, sniff spend time with me?"

"Of course luv, how could I not"

John sat with her holding her, rocking her slightly, as he waited for her to recover. They were only like this foe a little while but it felt like eternity to Amara. She was so glade to just be with him again, and feel his heat. For the first time in weeks she was warm again, and this time she was not going to loose him.

John loosened his hold on her, "I better get back out there luv, you can stay hear and pretend to be unconscious".

John released her, and lifted his knee to use as a leaver to get up. Amara's head was scream at her at the loss of his body heat. She had been so cold for to long and she did not want to leave john on a bad note ever again.

Reaching out she grabbed Johns hips, pushing him back down again. John was too startled at this to resist. Amara quickly moved her hands so that they were around Johns neck, and raised herself so that their faces were level. Tacking initiative she never knew she possessed, she brought her lip to meet his. At first John did not respond, but quickly gained his bearings once more. As he started to respond Amara deepened the kiss, kissing him furiously, pouring all her built up emotions into him through the link she had created. John responded to her demand, meeting her passion with his own. The air around the couple increased dramatically in temperature. But this time Amara managed to hold back her powers, with her need of this moment.

Reluctantly john broke the kiss. Painting heavily, with glazed eyes he stared at the beauty in front of him, who was experiencing the same after affects as him. "Well-luv-that was-wow", he said between breathes.

"Meet-me-tomorrow-night-at-seven-at- the-club", Amara struggled to get the words out.

John nodded and stood, still slightly dazed he left the ally, going back to the battle that was near it's close out side.

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AN: ok that's it for a while kiddies, there will be more don't worry, but I will take a small break for a while, I have school work that needs attending.

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