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Chapter Two: The next morning

Kitty woke up the following morning. She didn't open her eyes; she felt dizzy and didn't really know about her surroundings since she was only half-awake. She felt something warm and soft under her body. She found it nice so she cozied up to it. This movement caused the warm thing to take a deep breath and yawn.

Kitty's eyes snapped open and she pushed herself up to face the source of the noise. Pietro looked down at her and smirked.
"Mornin'! " - he said sleepily. They were lying on the couch, tangled up in each other.

Kitty looked around the room. She noticed the whiskey bottle next to the armchair, and their cloths on the floor. Wait, what? She pulled away from Pietro's arms; so now she was sitting on his belly; and noticed that they were both completely naked!

If that wasn't enough, she had a terrible headache. She rubbed her forehead and grumbled. Pietro put his hands behind his head and chuckled.
"Hangover, sweetheart?"

"Oh, please, don't talk so loud!" - she burred causing him to smirk again. She didn't freak out as he thought she would. This meant that she probably won't accuse him of taking advantage on her when she was drunk. That was a relief.

He suddenly heard a buzzing noise from outside. Kitty didn't seem to notice. He wanted to look out of the window, so he sat up quickly. She almost slipped off the couch.
"Hey! What. . . ?" - she started but was cut off by Pietro.

"It's Lance!" - he said as he saw the green jeep pulling over. Now Kitty was starring out the window with wide eyes.

Pietro quickly summed up the situation. He, the leader of the Brotherhood; and Kitty Pryde, member of the enemy a.k.a. the X-men; were completely naked on the couch, in an unmistakable position, while her recent ex; fellow Brotherhood member with the anger management issues, and the power to literally bring the house down; was on his way there. Conclusion: Trouble! Need to get out of here ASAP!

He jumped up, put on his jeans, slung Kitty over his shoulder, grabbed their cloths around the couch, and the bottle; just in case; and ran up to his room. He gently threw Kitty on his bed and locked the door. All this in less than three seconds.
"What the hell was that?" - Kitty asked confused.

"Shhhh." - he hissed and put his ear against the door. Kitty got off his bed and joined him. They heard Lance open the door, and closing it. Then silence.
"He's probably in the kitchen." - Pietro said. Kitty nodded.

"Crap!" - she said.

"What?"

"My clothes are still in Lance's room! I need to get them before he gets there!" - she reached for the doorknob, but before she could turn it, they heard a loud slam form the hallway. They put their ears back against the door. Someone was obviously in the hallway. Then another loud slam.
"Damn it, Toad! Don't slam the damn door so damn loud so damn early!" - they heard Freddy's voice.

"Sorry, yo! I was just hungry and couldn't sleep any longer!" - Toad answered. "You wanna come eat?" - he said teasingly. Yeah, to Fred, this was a tease.

"What do we have?" - Freddy asked.

"Some cereals, jam, beacon. . ."

"I vote for beacon!" - Freddy said.

"No, Wanda doesn't like that! I wanna make my darling a nice breakfast!" - he said in a languorous tone.

"What does that have to do with me?" - Freddy complied.

Kitty looked at Pietro.
"How long do you think this is gonna take?" - she whispered.

"It's Fred and Toad and they're talking about food and Wanda. I'd say about an hour." - he said. Kitty sighed and walked back to Pietro's bed. He watched her as she lumped down on the bed, with her uncovered breasts bouncing from the sudden move. She looked up at him. His eyes were wide open, his face was entirely red and he couldn't take his eyes off of her chest.

Kitty followed his eyes down to her naked breasts and quickly wrapped her arms around herself.
"Who do you think you're gloating at, perv?" - she asked angrily. Her face was now flushed too.

"Don't tell me you're embarrassed after last night, woman!" - he smirked. "And why would I be a perv?" - he asked as he started to walk over to her. "How could I turn away when a pretty girl like you is jumping up and down on my bed, completely naked?"

"I wasn't jumping up and down." - she muttered avoiding his gaze, but she didn't miss the compliment.

He sat in front of her on the floor, just like she did last night, but cross-legged. She still couldn't look him in the eyes. He grabbed her panties from the floor and smoothly slid it back on her. He seemed to be skilled at this. She finally looked at him.

He was so damn handsome! His hair was morning-messy, not the usual backswept style. His sea-blue eyes wide with excitement about her embarrassment. His naked, muscular, yet slim bust. And that trademark grin of his. He was a ladykiller. She always knew that about him, but somehow she never really noticed it before.

He grabbed her by her knees and pulled her down to his lap. She tried to push away but he wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"What are you doing?" - she asked when he leaned down and started to nuzzle against her neck and shoulder.

"Morning cuddle." - he purred to her ear. She tried to push away again but without any serious intention. If she really wanted to escape she could've just phased out of his embrace.

But it felt so nice. She let go of her chest (that she was covering with her arms) and hugged him. Since his lips were now kissing her collarbone she could bury her face into his hair. He smelled good.

She pulled back and dig her fingers in his hair causing him to look up at her. They lingered in each other's eyes for a second, than they kissed. The kiss was passionate.

Pietro though about pushing her on his bed and take her again, but before he could've carried it out there was a loud knock on the door. They broke the kiss, but not the embrace.
"Pietro!" - it was Lance's voice.

"What?" - he yelled back. The doorknob started to move and Kitty gave a start but nothing happened. Right, Pietro locked it the minute they got here.
"I said 'What', not 'Come in'!" - Pietro said grinning down at her. She smiled back.

"Did I wake you up?"

"Let's say yes!"

"Sorry! Have you seen Kitty?"

"No, I haven't seen your girlfriend, except in my wet dream you just woke me from!" - he joked. Kitty slightly punched him on his shoulder.

"Ha ha, very funny!" - said Lance sarcastically.

"Maybe she went home. What makes you think she's still here?" - he asked.

"She must be, her clothes are still in my room." - Kitty and Pietro looked at each other flustered. He didn't know what to answer. Than it just popped into his mind: what would I say if I really didn't know where she was?
"Then good luck finding her!" - brilliant answer - he thought.

"Geez man, thanks for your help!" - Lance said sarcastically then walked away.

Now that this was done, Pietro leaned in for another kiss, but Kitty pulled away. Pietro looked at her in concern.
"Now I can't get my clothes back for sure!" - she said rubbing her temporal. "I think you left his shirt downstairs." - she said. He looked around and really. When he took it off of her the other night, he threw it across the room, because he didn't wanted anything to represent Lance's late-propertyright around them when they were about to do what they did on the couch.
"I can't just walk into his room half naked! I can't even go out to the hallway since everybody's awake now."

"Borrowing one of my shirts wouldn't be a good idea either. Everyone would know it's mine and they'd figure out what happened. . . Wait! I got it!" - he told her. "Wanda! Her room's next to mine." - he said pointing at the wall on his right. "You just phase over to her ask for some clothes!"

This seemed to be a good idea.
"Wait, what do I say to her?" - she asked.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" - he asked with a puzzled face not really understanding what she meant.

"No, dummy, how will I explain to her why I came half naked from her brother's room early in the morning begging for clothes?"

"Oh. . . I don't know. Figure out something. She's probably still asleep anyway."

"Okay." - she said and got off of his lap. He grunted in annoyance for the loss. She walked over to the wall that separated his room from Wanda's and turned back to him.

"Wish me luck!" - she said. He smiled and showed up his fingers crossed. She smiled back and stepped through the wall.

Wanda was sitting on her bed halfway to pull up one of her socks. She was starring at Kitty with a shocked expression. Kitty's face was crimson red while she tried to cover her chest with her arms. She really thought Wanda was gonna be asleep. After Toad and Freddy slamming their doors? Figures.

Crap! I should've made a plan! - she thought. But no wonder I can't think straight, I mean it's 7 am and I'm hangover. . . Oh, these are great excuses, but this doesn't help now! She's starring at me! I should say something! Say something, Kitty! Say something! Say something!
"Hi, Wanda!" - Great, Kitty, good thinking. - she thought sarcastically. Wanda remained frozen for another couple of seconds. Then she narrowed her eyes and pointed at Kitty.
"Why the hell are you naked?"

"Oh, I was just wondering if you could lend me some clothes."

"I figured that, but WHY are you naked?"

"Because I spilled juice over my clothes?" - she rather asked then said. She couldn't think straight, she didn't know if her alibi was okay or not.

"You spilled juice on your clothes, and then you decided the undress in the kitchen, and came up to me for clothes naked. . . Through Pietro's room. . . Naked." - she said slowly and suspiciously. Kitty nodded goofily.

"Kitty, are you drunk?"

"Funny you should mention!" - she said smiling weakly.

"What? Kitty! What the hell happened? Did you cheat on Lance with Pietro?"

"No!" - she yelled angrily. Of course she wasn't really mad at Wanda, just the situation.
"Lance broke up with me last night! And not the nice way." - she said sadly and sat down on the chair next to the dressing table. Wanda's face softened.

"What happened?" - she asked again this time more gently. Kitty sighed.

"He called me over. I came over. We had sex. Then he said I'm not the sweet, innocent girl he fell in love with anymore, and so he dumped me."

"I'm so sorry, honey." - said Wanda gently. "And what about the Pietro thing?"

"Oh, yeah! Here comes the drunk part!" - she chuckled. The thought apparently cheered her up, there was no sign of the sadness she had before. Wanda raised her eyebrow. "Lance pissed off because he didn't want to throw me out and I obviously wasn't in the state to go home. He thought I needed some time. You and the others were already asleep and Pietro was on a date. A crappy one according to him by the way. So I wandered around the house and found a bottle of whiskey in the big room. . ."

"Mystique's room." - Wanda said.

"Yeah. So I thought if I drink it, it would make me feel better."

"And did it?"

"No. But Pietro did." - she said, and tried not to smile, but she failed.

"Aha." - said Wanda sulkily.

"Oh, come on, Wanda!" - Kitty mewled.

"I know I'm not very good at this friendship-code thing, or whatever, that you worship so much. But isn't one of the rules that you do not hook up with your friends' relatives?" - Wanda frowned at her.

"Well, yeah, but. . . " - she didn't how to finish the sentence. Wanda looked hurt. Kitty knew this wasn't about Pietro. This was about her, Kitty, who betrayed her.

Wanda crossed her legs, and starred into empty space. Kitty felt terrible. She was the last person she wanted to hurt. How could she recompense this?

Well, she did have one idea. She used this trick on Logan every time he was mad at her. It was worth a try. She hopped off the chair and crawled over to Wanda on all four. When she got there, she sat next to her leg, put her chin on Wanda's knee and stared up at her. Wanda looked down at her. She made the innocent puppy dog face a la Kitty Pryde. Her big blue eyes full of regret, begging for forgiveness. Wanda's expression softened. Time for the big gun! Her bottom lip started to flutter and she started to whine like a sad little puppy.

"Oh, god!" - Wanda giggled. "I forgive you! Okay? Just stop it!" - Kitty was so happy her trick had worked she threw her arms around Wanda and hugged her tight. She looked up at her face, and noticed that Wanda was all red.
"What's wrong, Wanda?" - she asked, afraid that she might still be mad at her.

"You're still not wearing anything." - she said. Kitty looked down at her naked chest and pulled away with a shriek.

"I am so sooo sorry, Wanda!"

"Forget it! It's okay. . . But really, forget it!"

While all this was happening Pietro took a shower, get dressed and had breakfast. And he didn't even have to strain himself. Now he was sitting on the couch watching Lance as he peeked under the armchair prone position.
"Dude! There's no way she's there! She doesn't even fit in there." - Pietro said rolling his eyes.

"She can phase you know!" - Lance frowned.

"Right, she phased inside the armchair, to hide from you. . . " - he said sarcastically. " Why again?"

"I did something stupid last night." - Lance said in a low voice. Pietro froze.

"Something stupid?" - he asked starring at the floor.

"What the. . .!" - Lance yelled. Pietro snapped his head up.

"What?"

"My shirt! It was here behind the TV! Kitty was wearing it! How did it get here? That means she's naked now!"

"I'm not naked!" - both guys turn to the stairs. "I slept in Wanda's room by the way." -she said.

Their jaws dropped when they saw Kitty. Her hair was down, but not as messy as last night. She was wearing Wanda's leather mini skirt, a deep purple corset with black lace on the décolletage part and simple, black pumps. Pierto and Lance never noticed how long her legs were before.

She looked so hot it was criminal!

There was a minute of awkward silence. Well, awkward to Kitty, the guys didn't even notice they froze.
"Well,. . . " - she said breaking the silence, and causing both boys to snap out of their trance. ". . . I gotta go."

"No! Wait!" - Lance yelled losing control of his own voice. He pulled out his car keys from his pocket. "Let me give you a ride! I wanted to talk to you about something."

Kitty raised her eyebrow.
"Really? Well, I don't want to talk to you about anything for a while now."

"But. . . " - he tried again.

"I said no Lance!" - she yelled.

"But you can't just walk home! It's too far." - he tried again.

"I'll give her a ride!" - said Wanda. They didn't notice her getting down the stairs. She used her powers to pull Lance's key from his hand.

"Okay, thanks! Let's go then!" - Kitty turned to Wanda. Then she leaned towards the kitchen and yelled. "Bye Freddy! Bye Toad!"

"See ya Kitty!" - they yelled back in chorus. Then she turned to Pietro with sly smile.

"Maximoff."

"Pryde." - he grinned back.

Then she walked out the door with Wanda, slamming the door on Lance's confused face.

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