Disclaimer: Veronica Mars returns in less than a week. My legs are beginning to cramp with the waiting. Not mine, the CW's and Rob Thomas'.

AN: Logan and Veronica, together through the school year. This story is told from Logan's POV,AU, sequel to "Kiss" and "Date".

Chapter Two

The Reason Life's The Way It Is

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The water rains down, warming my skin, turning it red. I stand still under the shower head for almost ten minutes before grabbing the shower gel and rubbing it between my hands, making a slick foamy mess on my hands. I move my hands to my chest and begin to glide my hands over my neck, pecs and chiselled abs.

My hand falls to my cock. Pictures of Veronica flood my brain. Her smiling face. The way her hair moves when she walks. The look she gets before she kisses me passionately. How her breasts move as she breathes in and out. Her climbing out of the pool, dripping wet and smoulderingly hot.

My mind wanders. I imagine her biting her lower lip and moving slowly towards me. My cock grows to full length. I begin a slow steady motion. Veronica pulls a strap of her bathing suit down. My movements quicken.

My breathing is abnormal. My pulse is like a jack-hammer. So is my hand. I spew my essence across the wall. Once calmed enough, I clean the wall and finish my shower.

At seven thirty I arrive at Mars Investigations. Glancing up at the stained glass windows, I jump out of my car and enter the building. Reaching the level of Mr. Mars' office, I move down the corridor to their offices. Mr. Mars has been working as a private eye for the past year following the murder of his wife Lianne Mars, formerly Reynolds.

One evening she was heading home from a heavy night of drinking. She was wandering all over the road. When she began to cross the street, and this is were the conspiracy nuts come into play, a car's head lights beamed through the night sky. The car raced down the street and headed straight for Mrs. Mars. She was found noon the next day.

Mr. Mars left the sheriffs office three weeks later. With no conclusive evidence or witnesses, he decided to make his life easier. The thought of losing Veronica too was a major factor. After his wife's death, Mr. Mars has had a few dates that lead to no where. That was until Wallace, his younger brother Darrell and his mom Alicia arrived in town. They've been courting for the past month and a half.

Veronica, working with her father so he can keep an eye on her and having a receptionist, has used the skills handed to her from her father to earn money helping out fellow students at Neptune High.

She recently helped Mac, alias Cindy Sinclair, a fellow 09er and friend, find out were her parents fortune came from. The results shocked Cindy so much that she started to rebel. She hooked up with Cassidy Casablancas two days later. We pointed out to Mac that that isn't quite rebelling, but she didn't care.

"Dude, where you go?"

I shake my head, removing the cobwebs. Standing before me is Veronica. All glammed up in her punk rocker style.

"Just thinking." I say, moving towards her and taking her hands in mine.

"So, next Tuesday. Are you free?" She asks, tilting her head.

Next Tuesday, the third of October. The date her mom died. My smile slips from my face. I pull her close in a tight hug.

"Of course I am. I'm always free for you." I murmur into her hair, smelling her apricot shampoo.

"Good. Now, are you ready to raise the roof?"

"I'm an Echolls. Raising the roof is what we were born to do. Huh, I thought you'd know that already."

"I'll make it up to you later." Veronica replies seductively, running a finger up my chest and licking her lips, batting her eye lashes. Suddenly, raising the roof won't be a problem.

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"Veronica, we're here now." I mumble into her hair, my fingers dancing around her bra strap. "Have been for the last twenty minutes."

"So?"

"We have an audience now honey."

Veronica quickly pulls back, looks behind her out the window, turns back to me and blushes.

"And you are only telling me this now because?"

"I'm a teenage boy, thus I'm horny." I push my hips up, making her feel my horniness. "Also, you said you'd make it up to me."

"And I just did, so no more fooling around for a week."

"Ah, but here's the thing. Today is Friday, the dance is on Wednesday. Of course we'll be fooling around after the dance; it's an annual rite of passage for all teenage couples."

"Fine, but it's still four days. Think you can handle it?"

"Umm, yes. Wanna go mingle?"

"Let's mingle."

We disentangle, and then climb out of my SUV. I take Veronica's hand and lead her to the fire. Upon reaching it, cheers and wolf whistles great us. I smirk and bow, Veronica groans and blushes. Lilly moves away from Troy, grabs Veronica's hand and walks her to the sea; I take Lilly's empty seat beside Troy. He hands me a beer. We clink the bottles before taking long gulps.

"Dude, sorry for the loud greeting, but Lilly wanted her BFF here. Which also means sorry for interrupting."

"No worries dude, me and Ronnie can fool around another time. How goes the party?"

"Weevil and his crew were here a while ago, but nothing major happened. Me and DK managed to scare 'em away."

I give him a disbelieving look before replying "They took a keg, huh?"

"Two, but who's counting."

"You Lilly seem to be getting a lot closer lately, anything to share?"

"A gentlemen never tells of his conquests."

"Lilly? A conquest? We are talking about the same girl, right?"

"That we are."

I shake my head and take another drink. A little while later, Veronica and Lilly return, arms interlocked. Both of them are laughing. I stand up, giving Lilly her seat back. She sits and takes the beer that Troy offers her. Where does he keep them? Veronica rushes towards me and grabs my hand, pulling me away from the group. I notice Wallace and a girl, Georgia I presume, getting awfully close on a blanket. I chuckle, before groaning as Veronica pulls hard on my arm.

"Hey, careful, that's my joystick hand!"

"Oh, sorry, I thought it was your jerk-off hand." She looks over her shoulder at me, smirking.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Can't you just shut up and wait? We'll be there soon."

I use my other hand to zip my lips shut and allow her to drag me away. About ten minutes later, we're at an abandoned beach house, the windows are all boarded up.

"Why are we here?"

"Because I wanted to make it up to you properly."

I smile to the night sky and thank the Lord for Veronica Mars. Veronica leads me to the steps up into the house. She stops dead in front of me, causing me to walk into her and almost knock her over. I grab her hips to steady her. She turns, grabs my head and kisses me hard. I smile against her lips and thank the Lord again for Veronica Mars.

Thirty minutes later, we're back at the party, moving lazily. It may seem to the others that we just had sex, but we didn't. But we did get….frisky. We join the dancing couples and begin to grind together. Looking around the others, I notice that Wallace and Georgia are gone, as are Duncan and Meg. Lilly and Troy are beside us, dancing mad. Sitting down at the fire is Mac and Cassidy.

Cassidy Casablancas, previously known as Beaver, thanks mainly to his brother, son of property mogul Richard Casablancas and heir to the fortune. Before, it was his brother Dick Casablancas. About three years ago, during a heavy night of night time drinking, Dick decided to surf in the high waves. His body wasn't found until four days later. Cassidy was grief filled for weeks. He hasn't been known as Beaver since then.

I nudge Veronica and point to the duo. She smiles, throws her hands around my neck pulls my head down for a sweet kiss. I can feel her lips smiling against mine and lower my hands to her ass. She gasps, opening her mouth. I thrust my tongue in and the kiss moves from sweet to passionate in the space of five seconds.

Thank the Lord for Veronica Mars.

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