Title: Who Knew?
Author: Ace-of-Cyberspace13
Summary: Things nobody knew about the X-Men.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution.
Note: Arabesque is now my favorite word. Arabesque arabesque arabesque!
This chapter is dedicated to: Cloudy-The NightMareQueen
Thanks to: Cloudy-TheNightMareQueen and Rogueslove22
Spin. Spin. Spin. Pirouette. Brisé. Demi-plié. Arabesque. Toes. Toes. Spin. Spin. Spin. Spi- "Oh!" Ororo gasped as she spun right into a muscular body. "Logan! What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I have a session," Logan answered. He took in her blue leotard and tights and the worn pointe shoes on her feet. The danger room was transformed into a ballet studio with a barre and everything. Three of the walls were covered in mirrors. "You dance?"
"Yes. It has become a… passion of mine, over the years. A way of relaxing and releasing stress."
"You, er, you look nice."
"Thank you." Both of them then realized that Logan was still holding her. She stood up. "I'll, er, let you start your session."
"No," he said. "It's fine. Continue."
"Er, okay." She turned the music back on and began. Soubresaut. Rond de jambe à terre. Sauté. Fifth. Sous-sus, sus-sous. Arabesque.
Logan watched the woman he secretly liked… a lot as she danced around her makeshift studio. She was beautiful, perfectly in time to the music, never hesitating or slowing down, perfectly in control.
"Come, Logan," Ororo said with a smile. "Come dance with me."
Logan looked embarrassed. "No thanks, Ro. I don't dance."
"Nonsense, Logan." She grabbed his hand and pulled. "Just follow me." They began to waltz as music changed. "You're actually quite good, Logan," Ororo said as Logan spun her around the danger room. 20 minutes later, they'd finally finished. They sat down on a bench near the wall, out of breath.
"Ro?" Logan asked.
"Yes, Logan?"
"You won't… tell anybody about this, will you?"
"Only if you don't tell anyone about my love of dance."
"You got yourself a deal." He smiled at her, a genuine smile. Ororo was halfway out the door before Logan got up the courage to ask "Hey, Ro?"
"Yes?"
"Do you wanna, er, go out to dinner or something tonight?"
Ororo smiled. "I think I'd like that."
End
I'm actually pretty happy with this one. I got most of the ballet terms from Wikipedia, so if you have corrections, please let me know. Please review! Pppllleeeaaasssseee!