Title: The Massage 
ByMolly
Rating:  PG
Category: Romance

Spoilers: None
Summary: 
My answer to challenge #34: A massage, Feathers, Baby Oil, Chocolate Pudding, Snow, A crowd of People
Disclaimer: Not Mine...

Outside the apartment it was getting colder. The snow had finally began to fall and it was looking to be another spectacular day. Logan felt that everything was going as planned. Soon Max would arrive and they would hang out together. And if all went well she would stay overnight due to the Snow. He hated the thought of her wandering the streets late at night, even if she could kick the arse of every person in the city.

He looked down at the crowd of people gathering around an old busker. Logan found it suprising that he was even able to stay there, lately people were getting more and more violent. Though the reason was not evident.

Logan heard his lock being picked again. At first he found this amusing now it was beginning to bug him. Within minutes Max was standing in front of him. She was wearing her usual black clothing. He hair dangling around her face. He found her appearnce stunning, but he also knew that she was out of reach. She was the untouchable. He had thought many times that he wasnted their friendship to be more, but it wasn't fair on either of them to do that. So instead he said nothing to her.

He wheeled himself over to where they had a Chess game in progress. 

"Your turn I believe" Logan told her, his smile showing his sparlkling teeth. 

"I think your right there," she sat down opposite him and they began to play. After an hour there was still no winner. "Well you going to feed the hit girl or not?" 

"I guess I'd better" He went into the kitchen with Max following. 

"Mmm, what smells so good?" 

"Ahh, thats a surprise" 

"Aww come on, tell me" 

"Nope, you'll have to wait until after dinner" 

They sat at the table and ate in silence. The quiet was enough for both of them. Occassionally one or the other would sneek a look at the other. But both were content as they were. Max finished her what was on her plate and placed it in the sink. She took Logan's from him and placed it on top of hers. "Okay hot shot, now what smells so good?" 

"That would be my Chocolate Pudding, My mothers own recipe." He pulled out the dish from the oven and placed it on the bench. It looked as delicious as it smelt and Max once again felt and herd her stomach grumbling in anticipation. 

Logan placed a slice in a bowl and handed it to her. "Go on try it." 

She tasted it and continued to shovel it in her mouth. It was one of the best puddings she had ever tasted. "You like?" 

"I...like..." she replied through mouthfuls.

After cleaning up they went back to the chess board. In two moves Max's had taken his knight and Queen. In another move she took his King. She won and was proud of it. "Hey you owe me one massage" 

"huh?" Logan was still staring at the board trying to figure out where he had gone wrong. 

"My massage, remember, looser has to give winner a massage." 

"Oh right" Logan motioned her to lay down on the lounge. She took of her top revealing her black bra. He threw her a pillow, she caught it with as much ease as he knew she would. 

"Okay...let me see..." Logan disappeared into the bathroom, before returning with baby oil and a few surprises."

"You know your really good at this" 

"Well thank you"

"No really you are, who taught you how to do this?"

"My mother" He gained a distant looked but Max couldn't see it. The snow had finally stopped falling outside, but the wind had picked up. "Almost done I think" 

"aww"

Logan couldn't help but smile at her unwillingness for him to stop. He reached down beside him where he had placed his surprises. Max slowly began to get up. "Not yet" 

"What?"

"Stay put, I'm not done yet" He raised his hands and slowly let the scented petals fall onto her back. She felt so calm and at ease. She never wanted the moment to end.

"I've got something else for you" Logan placed a small box in her hands. "Open it"

She followed his instruction and opened the small violet velvet box. Inside it held a small white feather with two goldern beads attached to it. "Its for Luck and Protection"

She wasn't sure what to say, so she said the only thing she could "Thank you"

"It was my mothers, I want you to have it" 

"Are you sure" 

"Yes, very" 

The both embaced each other, each enjoying the company of the other.


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