"What do you mean, he kissed you!"

I hate it when they talk in unison like that. Really, did they think differently, or did they have some form of telekinetic connection? "What does it sound like I mean?"

Aqua's hands fluttered in front of her, like they do when she gets exited. "But he can't! He is already in the X-men! He can't date a student!"

I tried to explain "But we're not..."

Electra cut me off. "She is graduating in a week, though. He can date her then."

I tried again, "Guys..."

This time it was Aqua that cut me off. "Isn't he her sponsor, though? I thought that..."

Ok, enough of this. I had to stop them before they assumed anything else. Knowing Electra, it would get creepy soon. "GUYS!"

They turned to look at me. "First off: we aren't dating. It was just a goodnight kiss. Second: we still haven't designed my uniforms yet, and the designs are due tomorrow!"

In the gymnasium, a stage had been erected. All of the graduates were standing on the stage, and, one by one, they showed off their powers. I was last in line. I could not believe what I had to do. I didn't get to choose, Scott did. I had to walk up, and shoot fire out of one hand, levitate all of the chairs on the stage, grow and retract my wings, and finally shoot my claws out of the back of my hand. As I stepped back in line, claws still out, the Professor began making a speech. Logan, my sponsor, stood right behind me. He whispered, "Way to go, Maia."

I replied in his mind. "Thanks, Logan."

We refocused just in time to hear Professor Xavier finish his speech. " ... and now, it is my great pleasure to introduce to you, the newest X-Men!"

All of the newest initiates stepped forward, and a cheer went up in the gymnasium. Aqua and Electra ran over to congratulate me. Suddenly, Electra grabbed Aqua's arm. "Let's go congratulate Nick."

Aqua seemed confused "What? Why?"

Then I realized why. Logan walked up to us. "Hey."

Aqua turned, looking around for some reason to run away. Nick was her escape. With a yelled a "Nick!" they scampered away.

Logan looked slightly confused and turned to me. I shrugged and accidentally nicked him with my claws. "Sorry!"

Logan laughed. "Do you think claws still hurt me?"

He extended his, too. We both laughed. I knew that his lame joke was to try to make me feel better; he could tell I was nervous. He looked at me strangely, though. "What?"

Suddenly, he grabbed me, tipped me backwards, and kissed me! In front of everyone! Someone gasped, and those nearby quieted at the sight of us kissing, claws still out. I think about how it must've looked, but I really didn't care. Rogue ran up with her camera, and yelled what should be her new catch phrase. "Picture!"

Logan broke off and looked around, then back at me. I shrugged and pulled him back into the kiss. Someone laughed loudly, and people started talking again. Rogue started taking pictures.

Later, Logan, Kurt, Storm, Aqua and Electra were in my room, having a small party. Suddenly, Aqua stood up. "Presents!"

She looked so excited I had to laugh, and I accepted the long, thin box that she handed to me. It was tied with a yellow and blue ribbon. Weird. That must mean... I looked at Electra. She smiled, and I knew I had guessed right. "It's from both of us."

I smiled, and opened it. Inside was a beautiful silver charm bracelet, with four charms hanging from it; a blue crystal water drop, a gold lightning bolt, a tiny motorcycle, and an X shaped charm. It was perfect. "It's beautiful!"

I jumped up and hugged both of them. Kurt tapped me on the shoulder. "These are from me and Storm."

He handed me a box. Taped to the top was a picture of a motorcycle. It was black, and had flames coming from the front. It was a beautiful bike. I was confused for two reasons. One was, why did they get me something together? He was crushing on Aqua. He had been forever. Everyone knew except Aqua. The second was, why did they give me a picture of a bike? I had to ask, "What?"

They both laughed. Storm explained "We had your motorcycle recovered after Iceman's 'accident.'"

A few days ago, Bobby had "accidentally" torn the upholstery on my motorcycle. He and Aqua were practicing their icicle throwing when Bobby had hit my bike with one of his icicles. I knew there was something up, but I didn't know what. Now it made sense. "You guys staged that?"

Kurt smirked. "Yes."

I laughed, and opened the box. Inside was a riding jacket with flames on the sleeves, and a helmet painted to match. They were the coolest things I had ever seen. "You guys rock!"

I gave them each a hug. Logan cleared his throat softly. I turned to him. He blushed. Logan never blushed. Last time he did, was after the dance. "I got you this..."

He handed me a small black velvet box. Aqua was freaking out behind me. I set down the box with the jacket in it and took it slowly. I opened it and gasped. Inside was a ring, made out of some shiny material, with a design etched on its frosted facing. It was not a single color, but many, and it reflected the light beautifully. I looked up at him with wide eyes. He smiled. "It is made out of adamantium."

I couldn't help but smile broadly, and put it on. "It's beautiful! Thank you!"

I stretched up, and kissed him on the cheek. Suddenly, the P.A. crackled. It's the Professor. "I know that today is a big day, but curfew still applies. Lights out in five minutes."

After quick goodbyes, everyone left. I closed the door, then turned back to my room. Logan was still there! He scared the crud out of me. "Logan!"

He stood there, looking more tempting that anyone should in tight jeans and a button up shirt. His sleeves were pushed up above his elbows, exposing his tanned forearms, which were crossed in front of his chest. No. Focus. He shouldn't be here. "Logan! You should go, lights out in..."

He stopped me with a hand on my cheek. I was starting to get confused. He was here, in my room after dark, and that would lead to bad rumors. But I didn't really want him to leave. I wasn't planning on, you know, sleeping with him, but... Luckily he cut off my spiraling train of thought. "I just want a goodnight kiss."

Oh. My. God. I needed to calm down. "Sure."

I put one hand on his chest, and stood on my toes. I kissed him softly. "Now you really should... HEY!"

Suddenly, his arms were around me, pinning me to him. He silenced my surprised cry with a hungry kiss. My hands were caught between his chest and mine, but I kissed him back just as fiercely. The hand on my cheek slid around and tangled in my hair, and his other came up to rest on my waist. A deep moan rumbled in his chest, and I felt the vibrations in my whole body. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer. I was drowning in him, lost in the sensations of the kiss. I was lucky he was there, holding me up, or I might have collapsed.

I slid my hand around and cupped the back of his neck. With the other I undid the top button of his shirt. He moaned, a luscious sound, as I slid my hand lightly over his collar bone, and his breathing became more rapid. His hand slipped down, and pulled my hips against his. I quickly finished unbuttoning his shirt, and he let it fall to the floor. His ribbed white undershirt was tight against his well-muscled, heaving chest. I ran my hand along his stomach, marveling at the feel of the hard muscle beneath the thin fabric. His mouth left mine and he nipped at my neck. I moaned and ran a hand through his hair. I let my other hand drift lower, and he pulled back with a gasp as my hand brushed the waistband of his jeans.

His eyes were wild, dark. He was panting, and his hair was messed up where my hand was resting on the back of his head. "Wait. We can't..."

I pulled his head back down to my level sharply, and kissed him passionately. I squeaked as he pulled me against him, took a few stumbling steps backward, and fell onto my bed. Now I was sitting on his lap, straddling him. That was a step further than I meant to go. His hands ran down my body, and I shivered against him. In a quick motion, pushed me off of him and rolled over on top of me, pressing his body deliciously to mine. His kissing became more urgent, and he ran his hands over me once more. Coherent thought was no longer an option, but I managed to wonder what I was doing. I was not the kind of girl to throw myself at guys.

His right hand slid under my shirt, pushing it up. I shuddered as his hand slid over my ribs. I lightly traced his spine with one hand, and the other rested on the back of his neck. He broke the kiss, and bent his neck to kiss the dip in my collar bone. I sighed as he moved to my neck. My hand tangled in his thick hair, and his left hand slid down the side of my body, grabbing my knee. He pulled, hitching it up around his waist, pressing his hips hard to mine. Whoa. Wait. We had to slow down. I was going to protest, when...

"LOGAN! MAIA!"

We broke apart, looking at the door behind us. Scott and Professor Xavier were there, watching us. Oh. Shit. This must look... exactly what it was. "Crud..."

Logan rolled off of me, sitting on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily. I pulled my shirt down and sat up. I felt the professor enter my mind, and I couldn't block out the images of the last 10 minutes before he saw them. He gasped. Scott was completely oblivious. He was still ranting at us. "You both know that you cannot be in another person's room after curfew, especially not…"

The Professor suddenly cut him off. It was weird, to hear the Professor talk like that. "Enough, Scott!"

Scott stopped, looking surprised. The professor was staring intently at Logan. "Do you really feel that way?"

What was it with Logan and blushing lately? "Yes, professor."

Professor Xavier smiled. What had I missed? "Have you told her?"

Logan mumbled a "not yet."

Scott looked as confused as I felt. What the heck? Logan turned to me. He stumbled over his words, like I know he only does when he is confused or embarrassed. "I really like you. I think that I love you. No, that's not true. I do love you."

Holy... What the Hell? I don't... I can't... what? I felt myself blush. I look into Logan's eyes, and realize that I love him too. "I love you too, Logan!"

I threw my arms around him, and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me. The professor interrupted with a soft "Ahem…"

Logan pulled away, grinning. "I will see you tomorrow, then."

He kissed me again softly, and stood. He left slowly, followed by Professor Xavier. Scott stood there for a moment, looking both confused and angry, and then followed after them, closing the door softly behind him. I fell back on my bed, stunned. I changed my mind. This is the best night of my life.