The darkness overcame the woman, her petite frame trembling violently. The paranoia washed over her even when the slightest drop of rain hit her gently. All she could do is stand there alone, her hands nervously tousling her red hair. Her green eyes emanated a deep fear. Death stared her in the face, but she completely disowned the thought that even it was possible.

Humans were another case of fear for her, all because of the persecution mutants received. Being a mutant was both a gift and a curse for the woman.

She felt drawn to the water, a feeling of euphoria crashing over her like a tidal wave. She sauntered towards the ocean, its heavenly aroma calmed her nerves. She crashed onto the soft sand, not caring if it was nighttime. This was the only place for her to escape reality.

She lied in the sand as if it were a soft bed. It rejuvenated her senses and her state of mind. She knew she couldn't stay here all night or the X-men would come looking for her.

Now in the depths of relaxation, the woman closed her tired eyes. She didn't realize that anyone would approach her. Not that she cared at all though.

However, her peace was short-lived. A figure was treading its way down the steep sand dunes. From the looks of it in the darkness, it looked gruff. The woman's eyelids opened and she grumbled in annoyance. Her relaxation was disturbed.

However, the figure just turned out to be Wolverine. He was sent out by Professor Xavier to find her. Not that the woman wanted to be found, she just needed time away from the wily kids inside the mansion.

"Darlin, whatcha doin' out here?" He gently inquired, holding his hand out to her.

"Eh you know, trying to find some peace." She began, "But from the looks of it, it was ruined."

Logan just scoffed and pulled her up from the ground. She squirmed as he picked her up, not used to being touched. He smirked and put the smaller woman down gently.

"Ya know Kami, ya don't need to be so brash."

"That's like telling me to jump off a cliff and expecting me to live." She joked, smiling. Such tantalizing behaviors were often shared between the two, but not many chose to recognize it.

He chuckled lightly; that woman had a dry sense of humor. Her quite and shy demeanor may be what others see, but when someone gets to know her, the oddities fade away.

A few hours later, Kami fell onto her bed like she was dead. Exhaustion overtook her and she shut her eyes in an attempt to fall into a deep sleep. The slightest sliver of light peeked through the curtains in her room and the light rudely awakened her. She collapsed onto the floor with a thump and groaned.

Logan jolted in his sleep and woke up as well. He opened the door to her room and wasn't too surprised to see Kami on the floor. It was common for her to roll off the bed when she sleeps.

Logan walked over to the annoyed woman and sat down near her. She attempted to glare at him, but failed at doing so. He wasn't phased at all.

"Fancy meeting you here darlin." He said lightly, smirking while his hand slipped into hers. Their fingers laced together and a pale shade of pink clouded Kami's cheeks, indicating that she was embarrassed.

"You know, you definitely are quite the womanizer." She said cutely, the blush not fading away. He laughed and just shook his head.

"Ya don't know the half of it."

She cuddled closer to him and fell asleep and he planted a quick kiss on her lips and she smiled in her sleep.

Yeah, they were definitely something.

Sorry for the lack of stories, I have no laptop no more so it's difficult to write stories.