Chapter Four: Danger!

"FROST! DUCK NOW!"

Emma immediately obeyed Wolverine's command as a huge ball and chain swung over her head, barely missing her. Lasers began to shoot from the walls of the Danger Room. She transformed into her diamond hard body and deflected the laser beams away. Then the blasts deferred to Wolverine so she was able to return to her regular human form. Logan meanwhile just allowed the beams to hit him since his healing power could withstand the blasts. However his uniform took the brunt of the action. He was arrayed with scratches, holes and rips in his costume. Emma noticed something interesting and amusing about it...

"COMPUTER, PAUSE SESSION..." Emma loudly pronounced. All of the traps, weights, spikes, and lasers ceased at her command.

"Whuddjya do that for, Frost? Things were just startin' to get GOOD!"

Emma stood with her hands on her hips and leaned a bit to the side. She had a comical, teasing look in her eye. "I've always wondered, Logan.....how is it that you manage to get a hole and tear in every part of your uniform except where it would really give us all an exposé show???"

Logan frowned and turned beat red. "How is it that you manage to always see things in a kinky, perverted way?"

Emma smiled widely and flipped her long blonde hair. "I don't always."

"Quit flirting, Frost. I already told you it doesn't work on me..."

Emma smiled wider. "By the way...." She then raised an eyebrow and leaned her head forward as if she were staring at something on Logan. "I like your Canadian flag boxers.... The red maple leaf is quite a nice touch." She winked.

Logan quickly turned his head to stare down at his butt. Sure enough, a laser beam had managed to hit him right square in the middle of his rear! Logan didn't care. Frost had seen more of him earlier that day, although he had been wearing different, gray boxers.

"How would you like it if I made fun of you if something ripped a hole in the fabric that barely covers your tits?!" Wolverine barked. "Oh wait,"said Logan. He grinned widely. "You probably wouldn't care! It would just be a GOOD excuse to show off more of yourself! Hahaha....."

Wolverine felt a blast of psionic mental energy hit his mind. Logan shook his head and stared back at Emma. She looked pissed off.

"I DESPISE the word, "TITS!!!" She sent another shock wave at Logan and he was forced to make several steps backward. She was about to send another mental wave at him when out of ferocity Logan roared in anger and with claws out, pounced toward her. He landed square against her, causing the two X-Men to topple over. He lay directly on top of her and bared his clenched teeth, taking his right, clawed fist and raising it the air.

"You've gone TOO FAR, FROST!! Don't make me HURT you!" He growled low in his throat. "I may not kill you, no matter how much I want to, but I'll give you a SCRATCH that you'll NEVER forget!"

Emma was breathless and strained. Her breasts were heaving underneath Logan's hard, muscular chest. Logan could feel the softness of her chest beneath his. He tried to ignore the animal, instinctive whispers of his own body.

"No, I don't believe you WOULD, Logan. You're lying. I can read your mind, remember?" She raised a gloved hand and grabbed his raised, clawed fist, slowly lowering it with her grasp. "And you don't want to kill me. You may want to in your peripheral feelings. But deep inside, I know you don't want to...anymore than I want to kill you."

Logan's frown relaxed. He looked into her ice blues eyes and saw a sense of caring in them, something he didn't expect from her. But the caring look didn't last long. He could see she was quickly becoming angry again.

"Don't just STARE at me like a DROOLING PERVERT! Get the bloody hell OFF of ME!"

Logan cleared his throat and turned beat red again, quickly and carefully lifting himself off of Emma. She continued to rant, "Your bloody bones are heavy, and your adamantium figuratively and literally gives you a THICK skull! I don't know how I'm going to be able to continue to put up with you in this----"

Logan tuned her out and ignored the rest of her rantings. So what should he do now? Call the session off for the day? Continue? Well he did have a hole in the butt of his uniform and he didn't want Emma staring at it for the rest of the training. Why should she stare at it? The whore. Oh, who cared. They might as well continue the session.

"Frost, shut up, and let's just get back to work!"

Emma growled this time. "Fine with me."

"COMPUTER, COMMENCE LEVEL SIX PROGRAM!" commanded Wolverine. He had earlier put the level down for Emma's sake, but this time raised it up a notch to test out her abilities. Usually he enjoyed level ten, blindfolded. But she was a psionic heroine and there were no telepaths to battle in the Danger Room, so he decided to go easy on her. But he still had to take the lead and give her commands so they could work together........work together. Logan mused on the thought.

Emma had to admit. In the beginning of her joining the X-Men, she had doubted Logan's leadership skills. But she could see now that he was definitely a good and responsible leader. He was looking out for her very well, and kept finding ways in which they could work in unison to solve difficult tasks.

Logan had to admit. He and Emma Frost were making a great team. When two giant smasher hammers were about to close in and flatten him like a pancake, Emma quickly stepped in the way and turned into her diamond hard form, automatically breaking and halting the dangerous equipment.

Logan smiled and looked up at Emma in her shiny, diamond configuration. "You just saved my ass, Frost."

Emma smiled at Logan's approval. "Yes, your red maple leaf covered ass."

Logan laughed at her comment. Emma smiled again, this time out of surprise. Logan was laughing at her out of enjoyment instead of hatred. Anything was possible. She turned to look at her 'handiwork.'

Speaking of asses, I've never seen such a fine one before... Logan couldn't help but think as he looked at her backside. He knew she couldn't mentally hear him because she was now a diamond.

She transformed back into her regular body and turned back around, noticing Logan's unabashed stare.

"Mmmm hmmm... You're checking me out again! Some leader you are! You don't even show respect for your teammates..." she teased.

Logan sighed very loudly. "Emma, do you ever realize how full of yourself you are, thinking constantly that I'm checking you out?! Do you really think that you're that much of a sex kitten?"

"Again you forget I can read your thoughts, and yes, I AM a sex kitten, Darling, thank you very much. And did you just notice that you called me EMMA instead of FROST?!"

No. Logan hadn't. He was shocked himself. "A mistake that I will never make again!"

"Why is it a mistake?" Emma asked. "Why can't you just admit that I'm growing on you?"

Logan pretended he hadn't heard what she had just asked and jumped again into the fray of the Danger Room.

Emma sighed. This man was stubborn, perhaps even more stubborn than her... He had called her "Emma," and then took it back, calling it a mistake. Had he actually touched her feelings? Was she hurt by him? She didn't care... In any case, this Danger Room session was over for her. She ducked underneath the ball and chain and made her way to the exit doors.

Logan noticed Emma leaving. Good riddance... he thought. Oh well. At least now he could raise the level of the Danger Room program.

Emma had a chicken salad for her dinner. She hadn't realized that she had skipped breakfast and lunch, the day had been so hectic and troublesome. She was surprised she hadn't passed out in the Danger Room because of hunger.

The telepath then put the headphones of her MP3 player on and listened to some melodic heavy metal, yes there was such a thing. Frost had a thing for Nightwish, the original band. She found the woman's melodic voice to be soothing and the heavy pacing of the music invigorating. Right now she was listening to "Come Cover Me."

Come cover me with you
For the thrill
Till you will take me in...

Emma closed her eyes and let the music sink into her mind.

For me
For you
Time devours passion`s beauty
With me
With you
In war for the love of you
(Tonight any dream will do)

For some reason, the lyrics made her think of Logan. Earlier in the day she had sensed a sort of chemistry between the two of them, and for another moment she had sensed it in the Danger Room. But why did she feel such hostility toward him? It was as if she were "In war for the love of 'him'" like the song said.

Come cover me with you
For the thrill
Till you will take me in...

She imagined how it would be to be covered by Logan in a romantic setting, since she had already been covered by him in a Danger Room setting, which definitely hadn't been pleasing. She remembered their encounter that morning. How his shoulders and chest were so broad and muscular, and how she had actually felt them beneath her hand. The rest of his body was also pleasing to look at. He had the perfect abs and it was so cute how he was hairy. It made her want to curl a lock of his chest hair around her finger.....yes she was having strange thoughts....it must be the glass of wine in her hand getting to her. But they were fun thoughts that were making her smile to herself. Of course she didn't like him, right? But it was fun and safe to think about him in an intimate setting with her. Feeling those thick muscular arms holding her in a warm embrace? She inhaled deeply and then sighed, then suddenly realized that she had spilled her wine all over her bed. Perhaps she had had just a little too much. That would explain the romantic musings of Logan.

It was evening, 11:30 p.m. to be precise, and Logan entered his bedroom after a long day. A long day of bickering with Emma Frost...sheesh... Wolverine arched his back and stretched out his long arms, flexing every muscle. He opened his mouth widely and released a long, loud animal-like yawn. Then as an evening ritual, he walked up to his wardrobe and turned on the stereo that was on top of it. Logan's I-Pod was hooked up to it, so he set the pod to 'shuffle' and then turned up the bass as loud as it would go on the speakers. The technology stirred and made little humming sounds as it sorted through the songs. Logan wondered what he would hear tonight. He took off his mask as the stereo began to play some sort of electronica rock:

It's you that I adore
You'll always be my whore

Smashing Pumpkins... Logan scoffed at the words. If he adored Emma, which he was hoping he didn't, despite their constant fighting, the song was right. Logan chuckled to himself. She is quite a whore... The music continued on.

You'll be the mother to my child
And a child to my heart
We must never be apart...

Logan peeled off his uniform like a banana skin, also removing his gloves. He was now completely unclothed. He stopped and listened to the lyrics and pounding music.

Lovely girl you're the beauty in my world
Without you there aren't reasons left to find

Well she was definitely lovely and beautiful.

You'll be a lover in my bed
And a gun to my head
We must never be apart

Lover in his bed? That would be a gun to his head... Why the hell am I applying this song to her?

In you I see dirty
In you I count stars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste god
In you I feel so hungry
In you I crash cars
We must never be apart

Logan began to think he knew what he was feeling for Emma. The song was helping him understand. He was attracted to her out of lust... He wanted her so badly he felt hunger for her and yet he hated her guts...right?

Drinking mercury
To the mystery of all that you should ever seek to find
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world

She was the murder in his world.

Logan suddenly realized that he had been standing in the same spot 'nude' for a full minute. He unhappily growled. I'm sure you know what you're doing to me, Frost... you whore...

We must never be apart...

Unbeknownst to both X-Men, they were both taking showers at the same time, and both thinking of each other at the same time. Also something unbeknownst to them, were Mojo's eye cameras floating in their rooms.

"Okay, making sure we aren't revealing too much of their bodies on screen!!! Although it's a bit more difficult with the female, I can only show her back side! NUDITY! It's so much fun! But we want to make sure we can have a teenage audience! At least for right now!!" Mojo popped his knuckles.

Spiral decided to put a comment in. "You really did pick a good match of characters. They don't even realize how much alike and perfect for each other they are, my master. They both even have similar, nightly rituals..."

"Yes, YES SPIRAL. I knew they would be perfect! The stubborn ones always are! I only wish we were able to display onscreen what the two are THINKING ABOUT! OH, how I wish I were TELEPATHIC!" He kept on pressing buttons and positioning the Invisi-cams so that Emma and Logan weren't completely exposed. However the Invisi-cam speaker did pick up a low growling from Logan. "HMMMM.... I WONDER what or WHO the hairy one's thinking ABOUT?! EH-HEE-HEE-HEE!!!"

Emma and Logan have had a long, rough day. What will the next day be like when they visit Magneto? Find out next, on Mojo's Drama Series: Mutant Love!