A/N: Hey all you fantastic fan fiction readers out there, what's the haps? It's been a while since I took any idea to paper – I guess inspiration had deserted me once again. But now I'm back, ready willing and able – or at least I hope able. Another fic dedicated too my fave couple, even though I'm not quite to sure in which direction this story is headed.

I do not own X Men Evolution.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kitty ran through the mall hastily, glancing sharply behind her every few seconds. She panted heavily eyeing a nearby shoe store and quickly darted towards it.

She crouched behind a stand of platform pumps staring intently at the door to be certain that she was not followed. She looked at her watch, just a few minutes had gone by since she first entered the store and her quickened breath was now slowly but surely returning to normal.

Slowly emerging from her hiding place, Kitty breathed a long sigh of relief when she realized that she had definitely lost her pursuer. Heading towards the door slowly, Kitty stepped softly and cautiously – somewhat to her great surprise – and narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Her heartbeat quickened once again as she felt the knots in her stomach and the chunks start to rise in her throat. Kitty drew a long sharp breath and tightly wielded her eyes shut as she slowly turned around to look behind her. Through squinted eyes, she could vaguely see the face of her follower and she gave a small scream as she jerked backwards and landed back first into a bin full of smelly bargain shoes.

The young girl gave a long, loud groan and glared angrily up at her trailer and forced herself up, straightening her messy appearance.

"Why can't you like just leave me alone?"

She got a raised brow as her only response.

"I told you already I'm not going to do it and there is nothing you can say or do to make me!" The young brunette folded her arms in opposition.

Her tracker sighed.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not doing it. And would you please say something, the way you're just standing there is sort of weirding me out."

"Come on Kit, ah promise never to ask anythin' from yuh ever again." Rogue clasped her hands together pleadingly.

"Rogue I am absolutely, positively never, ever, ever going on a blind date that you arranged for me." It was Kitty's turn to cock a brow in response.

"Ah already told yuh, ah didn't arrange it, meh date did."

"Oh and that makes me feel a whole lot better." Kitty turned and looked at the door. "I make it point not to date guys who wear more makeup than I do!" And on that line, she headed for the entrance.

Rogue quickly followed. "Kitty would you just stop and listen to me for a second, please!"

"No Rogue, I said no and I don't want to hear anything more about it. Now would you please just leave me alone?" Kitty sped up a little more as Candy land came into view, with it's all pink décor, a store she knew Rogue totally despised.

She had tried everything – bribing, begging, but nothing had worked. Rogue now realised that she would have to bring out the big guns – blackmail. "Kitty ah didn't want tah have tah do this but yuh left meh no choice."

Upon hearing those words, Kitty did a quick 180. What she saw in Rogue's hand shocked her beyond all recognition. Her face was rendered completely expressionless and was as pale as a ghost. "You... you can't do that Rogue. You wouldn't dare do that!"

"Ah tried reasoning with yuh Kit but yuh just can't see things my way. Ah have tah resort tah drastic measures."

Kitty nervously licked her lips. "Rogue this isn't drastic measures it's social suicide. You can't do that me, it'll ruin the little social status that I have!"

"Well then agree to go on the date! It's as simple as that." Rogue's eyes widened.

Kitty sighed dejectedly, her eyes diverting from the earth shattering contents in the Goth girl's hand and towards the ground. Should she risk it? Should she risk being seen with possibly a total barney, to save the complete and utter disgrace, ridicule, humiliation that the contents in which Rogue held in the palm of her hand could bring? She thought about it. She raised her eyes to the object and thought about it some more. There was only one clear answer. An answer that chilled her every essence, right down to her bones. She swallowed loudly and through gritted teeth rattled off an emotionless,

"Fine Rogue, I'll go out with this guy, whoever he is!"

Rogue smiled triumphantly - she had finally weakened the young girl and got her to cave. She won this round.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A/N: So how was it? Did you like? Voice your opinion by way of review, so come on – get to clicking.