That Kiss
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Summary: If you've seen the latest episode Joyride, you'll know what I'm talking about. This takes place directly after the episode. Lance's POV.
A/N: Ya know, I'm a gigantic Pietro fan and I've always loved Lance, but he's just jumped way up in the standings after that last show.
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I can't believe it.
I finally get to hold Kitty in my arms, to feel her pressing against me, and now I have to leave. This is so unfair. We even got to hold hands as we saved those reckless little twerps.
Do you think I can help but sigh, and feel bad about this? What I want to do is stay. I want to stay and have dependable meals, stay and get as close to Kitty as she'll let me. But I can't do that, not with that prick Summers hanging around, blaming me for everything bad that happens in this place. All I wanted to do was try to change, then maybe, just maybe Kitty would go out with me.
But I have to leave. Even if I don't want to. Even if she asked me to.
There are too many people that don't want me here. Even if she does. Hell, even Xavier was willing to give me a chance, maybe I'll thank him for that. Someday.
God. Kitty pleaded with me to stay here, with the X-Men. With her. Trust me Kitty Kat, there's nothing more I'd rather do in this world than to be with you. But I can't, at least not right now. Not as long as Scott and I hate each other.
Do I really hate him? Yeah. I do. He's the reason I'm leaving, after all.
But I do love you, Kitty. There's no doubt about that.
Still, I've got to leave here, and the rest of your friends. I just hope my friends will take me back. What am I saying? Of course they'll take me back. We are friends after all, no matter how badly we mistreat each other sometimes.
No, scratch that. We aren't friends. As much as I hate to admit it, we're a family, and we'll always be one. No matter what happens.
That's not to say they won't give me a hard time, especially Pietro. But then again, he likes to give everyone a hard time.
Well, I guess I've got to get the hell out of here before anyone else notices me. No use in saying goodbye to these losers, any case, nobody's gonna bat an eyelash when they find out I've skipped out. Well, nobody that matters anyways.
I already know what Kitty thinks. Can you believe she even kissed me?
I've still got the smudge of lipstick to prove. God, her lips were so warm. Damn, she has got to have the softest lips in the world. I swear to god.
Great, there I go sighing again.
I should see Kitty again, give her a real goodbye, but seeing her would just make me want to stay that much more. And we can't have that. I couldn't stand to see her face like that again and walk away. I just couldn't.
So, I guess this letter will have to do.
Time to get out of here then, I guess. That's what this bag's for.
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Kitty,
Take care of that pretty face of yours Kitty Kat. You don't have to be sad I'm not here any more, I'll always be around. You know that.
Love,
Lance
P.S. I'll never forget that kiss.
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