Foreign Affairs - A Kitty and Colossus Fanfiction

Prologue

"Marie looks nice today, don't ya think? I like that shirt," Bobby pointed out as he walked down the hall with his girlfriend, Kitty. That one statement felt like a knife to her heart. It was one thing for Bobby to admire Marie silently, in his head, which he did quite often as Kitty took notice, but it was a completely different ball game when he admired her aloud, in front of her! It seemed like "dating 101" to not mention exes, but complimenting ex girlfriends blatantly seemed like something only a complete idiot would do. He liked that shirt? That shirt with the deep "V" that showed off all of her 'assets'? Of course he liked it. Kitty was a little self conscious when it came to Rogue. Not only did she seem to have that southern charm that a lot of people admired, but she also had a killer body. She was fit, and had fuller breasts and a nice butt, which Kitty had only noticed out of pure jealousy. Katherine, on the other hand, had a small, less curvy frame. She had a nice behind, but her breasts paled in comparison to Rogue's...although, in her defence, she was two years younger.

Bobby had left Rogue for Kitty after the attack on Alcatraz, and Kitty was only a kiss away from falling head over heels for the chillingly handsome boy. But now that Bobby saw the advantage of the cure; Marie being able to touch anyone she pleased, he seemed to want her more and more. Marie was with Logan for the most part, everyone in the mansion knew they were something of an item, but Logan would be damned if he admitted that the almighty Wolverine had a 'girlfriend', even so, Kitty was pretty sure Bobby wouldn't make a move on Rogue due to the fact that Logan was only an adamantium claw away from ending Bobby's life. However, to Kitty, it didn't matter if he did or didn't make a move, what mattered was that he was having doubts, thoughts and contradictions about this relationship.

After Marie and Bobby's breakup, Marie blamed Kitty, which she took pretty hard, there was no overlap, and she didn't even know he liked her that way until he broke Marie's heart. They had since rekindled their friendship and put the past behind them (which seemed to be due to Marie's new found love for Logan), more than forgiving Kitty for her 'mistake'. Something about Bobby wanting Marie back seemed sick; he left Marie for Kitty, and now wanted to go back to her? Katherine would never leave Bobby, how would that look? She basically 'stole' Bobby from Marie and now she would be dumping him? Word would spread fast through the school and soon she would find herself, yet again, in the middle of social hellfire. She was thankful that Logan was in her life, though. She was Marie's friend, and he saw it fit that he help guide her as he tried to do, Marie. He offered advice, and a fatherly figure, her own father couldn't provide.

She hoped that eventually, when time passed, Bobby's obsession with Marie would subside, and he would refocus on his relationship with Kitty, but how long could a girl wait? And if Bobby was allowed to flirt with Marie, wasn't she allowed a little freedom as well?

Chapter 1

Bobby continued to drop little hints here and there throughout the day about how he loved the colour green, especially on Rogue. Kitty was getting tired of hearing about it and was thankful that the next class she had was actually lunch... lunch away from Bobby. When she went to kiss him to say goodbye as he left for his next class, he jerked his head, so she missed his lips. This wasn't new, due to the fact that Marie was standing a few feet away, totally disengaged from what Bobby was doing, but he thought she might notice. It drove Kitty mad, he was HER boyfriend, but he was acting like SHE was his mistress. When Ice Dick walked into the classroom, she immediately stormed off, heading to her usual lunch location, the cafeteria. When she entered, she noticed that the vending machine didn't have her favourite snack, so she decided to leave and eat lunch in the student rec-room, across from the library and beside the gym. When she entered, she saw no one, which was music to her... eyes... she needed some time alone anyways. After she had retrieved her favourite snack bar from the large vending machine near the sink, she sat down at one of the tables and peered into the gym to watch one of the televisions that was mounted above the treadmills. All of a sudden she heard a grunt, then a few more, as she shifted her chair around to view the other side of the gym through the adjacent doors. The groans continued as she spotted Piotr lifting weights. He had been at the school for almost four years and was actually getting very good at speaking English. Everyone could understand what he was saying completely, it was only his slight accent that gave away his Russian decent.

She really admired his physique. His well toned, muscular and just overall large body was a big turn on, and it sparked a flame in her she had never seen. She also admired his heart, he was so caring to all of the kids and staff at the school. There was even a time he had carried her out of the mansion when Stryker had attacked. As he lifted the large dumbbell over his head, facing the television, Kitty admired the way the muscles in his arms tightened and the way the veins flowed through his entire body like water would trickle in the shower. She soon found herself drooling onto the table, then cleaned it up with a napkin she held with her snack bar. Piotr grunted again as he set the weight down and shook out the tightness in his body and turned to crack his neck. He then noticed Kitty, sitting perfectly still, contently watching his every move. He walked over to her table as she averted her eyes and stared at her shoes.

"Oh, hey Piotr!" she grinned sheepishly.

"Hey, Katya! You have lunch now?" he asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down beside her.

"Ya," she almost choked on her food at the sight of his gleaming body up close, "You too?"

Piotr smiled and broke off a piece of her snack bar and popped it in his mouth, "Yes, I like to lift weights at this time, it helps me stay fit... and look good for the womens." he joked in his slightly broken English.

Kitty laughed at his sly, yet cute maneuver; taking a piece of her food. "You look amazing," she almost whispered. As soon as the words left her lips, she cringed, realizing what she had just said. Her cheeks grew rosy and she fiddled with her fingers.

He just laughed and pinched her cheek, "Thank you, Katya, you are too kind."

Trying to steer the subject away from his rippling body, she cleared her throat, "I need to work out more too, I want to be ready for the next mission, ya know? I haven't done it in forever!"

Piotr smiled again and laughed a little, god did she like that laugh, "You look good, Katya, but if you want to be more fit, I can help you. You have lunch same time as me, so I could teach you in the gym."

Kitty's heart skipped a beat as she choked on her own throat, the idea of her being alone, sweaty and up close and personal with Piotr made her weak in the knees, she liked that idea so very much, "Like, train me? Sure, that sounds good, Piotr!" she almost squealed as her excitement took over a little.

"Good! Meet me here tomorrow at the same time and I will get start... uh... training you," he smiled, trying to make sense of the word "train" (broken English).

She smiled as he got up and patted her on the shoulder and headed back into the gym. She stood up to get ready for her next class. She pushed in her chair as he peaked through the gym door and her head snapped back in his direction.

"I am happy to see you tomorrow, Katya," Piotr announced.

"Me too," was all she could manage to say as her heart was racing.

She never thought love at first sight existed, but somehow it did, or at least lust at first sight did, she just couldn't wait for tomorrow. The fact that she had to go back to dealing with Bobby, however, was disappointing, she just wanted to sit and talk to Piotr. Something about his body, his friendliness, his oozing sexuality and his accent, oh god, that accent, made her want to drop everything and just BE with him.

"Bye, Marie!" she heard Bobby yell as he walked out of the classroom.

She noticed his demeanor change as his eyes focused on her, it was like he was approaching a stranger when he walked up to her, this didn't feel like love anymore, it felt like two people having to deal with each other, both not wanting to admit the mistake they made by rushing into the relationship. Bobby could never go back to Marie, because one, Logan was kind of blocking that option, and two, how could he go back to the woman he left? Bobby was big on appearances, and that would definitely make him look like a total asshole, and Kitty was positive Marie wouldn't take him back... has anyone ever dated the Wolverine and gone back? If they had a choice?

Later that night, Kitty laid beside Bobby in bed, facing away from him and staring at the wall. This wasn't the kind of love she wanted, not the kind of love she had read in story books or seen on television, it was just wrong. Bobby just seemed like the right choice for her, a perfect match, but under his sweet and innocent shell, Bobby could be a jerk, a total idiot and really mean and sly if he wanted to. He rolled over and placed a hand on her hip. Unfortunately, the only thing that he wanted from Kitty was always sex... something Kitty always pictured herself doing; being mingled with the man she loved... but Bobby wasn't that guy, so she constantly had to fight off his advances when he got horny later at night.

"Come on, boo," he wined, rubbing her shirt on her hip sleepily.

"Bobby, I told you 'no', okay?" she scowled and grabbed his wrist, throwing it off of her body.

"Marie has sex with Logan, ya know!" he yawned.

Why did he have to bring them into every conversation, Logan was older and very mature, plus, who wouldn't do the Wolverine? But Kitty and Marie were very different, and Bobby couldn't get over that.

"Well, they obviously feel comfortable enough with each other to do that," she replied, trying her best to fall back to sleep.

"And we don't?" Bobby asked harshly, turning over to face the opposite wall, away from Kitty, "If I had known you'd be this uptight-" Bobby stopped immediately, not wanting to finish that sentence.

"You'd what? You wouldn't have ever gone out with me? Wouldn't have left Marie? You can tell me, Bobby, I want to hear this amazing epiphany you're having! Tell me, please!" Kitty almost yelled, in sarcasm, but Bobby hushed her.

"I didn't mean it like that," he whispered, turning back over to sympathize with his girlfriend who was obviously very upset.

"I'm tired, Bobby, let's just sleep," Kitty replied, pulling a pillow over her head and trying to shut him out.

Bobby turned back over and sighed, he was obviously not going to get it on tonight, and maybe ever, which made him frustrated, the woman he left because he could not touch, was now out of his reach, and Kitty was denying him the one thing he'd wanted since he hit puberty. When the mansion fell silent, all Kitty could think about was her training session with Piotr the next day. Before she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, she smiled, wondering if Piotr was thinking about her too.

When the sun peeked through the windows at 7am, Kitty pulled the curtains open and coaxed Bobby out of bed. She stepped into the bathroom and locked the door, she had to make sure that she looked extra good today, for Piotr. As she smoothed on her mascara, she felt a little bad for flirting behind Bobby's back, but until he learned to let go of Marie, she figured it was okay to have a little harmless fun.

When the third bell of the day had rung and Bobby shuffled off to his class with Marie, Kitty rushed to the rec-room to have as much time with Piotr as she could. When she arrived in the gym, she noticed he wasn't there, no water bottle on the bench, no towel hung over the chin up bars, no sign of him, so she decided to get comfortable with some of the equipment before he arrived. She walked over to the bench press and laid down, noticing the "30lbs" on the left weight.

"I lift kids heavier than this," she laughed.

She lifted up the weight and immediately felt her heart sink... and her brain ask what the hell she was thinking. It suddenly felt as if all the X-Men training she had ever done rushed out of her body and she was a puddle of mush. Kitty struggled under the weight, panting and straining, but wanting to prove to herself that she could handle it. She could have phased right though it, but she thought of how impressed, Piotr would be if he walked in and saw her pumping iron. Her arms weakened and she began wheezing.

All of a sudden, Piotr appeared. "Katya!" he yelled, rushing over to the bench press to effortlessly pull the weight from her grasped. Her arms fell to her sides as she panted. He lifted her off of the bench and held her in his arms, "What is wrong with you! Why you not wait for me!" he scolded, but he was only concerned.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, snuggling into his chiseled chest, so warm and soft.

"It's okay, just wait for me the next time, okay?" he let her down as she stretched her arms.

"Okay," Kitty smiled. If she was being honest with herself, she missed the sound of his heartbeat and the warmth of his strong, yet surprisingly soft body.

"Now, let us get to work!" he exclaimed, placing the barbell back on the rack. "Start with some stretches," he said, pointing to some mats on the floor.

Kitty walked over to the two mats and placed one in front of her feet and stepped onto it.

"Touch your toes, so I can see how flexible you are!" he smiled. To Kitty, this was starting to sound like some kind of crappy porn movie, but she wanted to impress him, so she stretched and touched her toes.

"Good," Peter continued, "Now grab the bottom of your feets," he grinned, knowing this would be a little more difficult. Kitty tried, but was struggling to reach far enough. Noticing her anguish, Piotr stood behind her and arched around her back, to lead her frame into the right position, conveniently pressing his pelvis against Kitty's backside.

"Oh!" Kitty let out a gasp, feeling what he was doing.

"Are you alright?" he asked, straightening out.

"Ya, fine, just surprised me that's all," she smiled sweetly, continuing to struggle, reaching for the bottoms of her feet. He positioned himself over her again, she felt the same tingling feeling she had when she first felt him against her body, but as he leaned forward, stretching her body with his, the feeling intensified... at least it did for her. Internally, she was a little mad at herself that she didn't feel his erection. "Guys are supposed to get turned on by this kind of stuff right?" she asked herself. As soon as she thought that, the angel on her shoulder spoke up, she was with Bobby, and harmless flirting was one thing, but hoping he would get turned on was another, and for what? She could never do anything.

They continued to stretch for another ten minutes, then he positioned her at the bench press to start with two 10lb weights on either side of the bar. She lifted it with a little of his help. It didn't help that that she hadn't bothered to work out in about a year since she had been so wrapped up in the relationship challenges she was having with Bobby, but Piotr's presence was also making her a little nervous. Her arms shook a little under the weights.

"Calm, Katya, be nice and calm," he whispered, smoothing his hands over her biceps, immediately spreading goose bumps throughout her entire body.

Kitty breathed loudly a couple of times before bringing the weight down about an inch from her chest, then pushing it back up until her arms were straight again.

"Good," he encouraged, his smiled was infectious, and she definitely wanted to see more of it, so she kept pumping the weight, getting used to the feel of her muscles clenching in her arms. After about 30 reps, Piotr pulled the weight from her hands and rested it on the rack.

"Very good, Katya, now we do sit ups!" he clapped grabbing one of the mats.

"Oh, great!" she thought sarcastically.

When she laid down on the mat, he positioned himself on his knees, as she laid down. He pulled her legs into a 70° angle and placed his hands on her knees. Looking up at him through their semi provocative position was like looking at heaven itself, but she shook her head and tried to concentrate.

"Put hands behind head and sit up, then breath. Do 30," he grinned. Kitty did just that, but with each sit up, her breathing got heavier and her forehead got sweatier, this was turning into the most unromantic comedy ever. After 30, she could barely breath, and collapsed her legs onto the floor and exhaled like a whale, at least that what it sounded like to her.

"I'm very impressed!" he sat down on the bench and handed her a water bottle.

"Really?" she exclaimed, sounding more desperate for his approval than she had hoped. She sat down on the bench next to him and chugged the bottle... she was definitely more out of shape than she thought.

"Da, you work very hard, and that is very good!" he smiled, taking a sip of his own bottle. For the rest of the lunch period she was directed to do several reps of the different arm machines in the gym, while Piotr did a shorter version of his workout of the other machines.

She sat on one of the machines; the arm press, and opened and closed her arms, as he had shown her, admiring his body and the delicious sheen of sweat that covered his glowing form. He noticed her staring at him as she shyly looked away, trying to act as if she wasn't ogling, which she clearly was.

"Do you think you can be up for this tomorrow, Katya?" he asked, continuing to do leg presses.

"Already looking forward to it!" she replied. She couldn't shake the smiled that stretch across her face, he was just so wonderful, so handsome and kind, it made going 'home' to Bobby less exciting than usual. It was like leaving Disney World to go to the DMV. When they had finished their session, he escorted her out of the gym, as he toweled the sweat off his body.

"Good job, Katya, we meet here tomorrow," Piotr said, patting her on the shoulder.

"You got it!" she winked, walking out of the rec-room and heading towards Bobby's class.

Piotr rushed back to his room to take care of some 'business'. Kitty may not have noticed the bulge in his pants, but it was all he could do to contain himself. He could never show her how he truly felt, or reveal the feelings that he had for her since she blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She was in a relationship, she was in love (so it seemed) and another problem... she wasn't 18 yet.