A. N. Well i know that it has been a while, but here is some more Kietro! I hope you enjoy it! Read on!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men Evolution or any of the Characters. Pouts I also don't own Waldens Books.
Kitty arrived at the mall just as it was opening.
Perfect timing. She thought as she walked through the doors. Only a few other people were there at the moment, but she knew that it would get busier as the day drew on. She looked around at all of the stores that surrounded her, pondering where to shop first. Then she remembered her list. She opened her purse and dug through it, pushing aside her wallet, lip gloss, and other little trinkets.
"Ah-ha! Here it is," Kitty stated triumphantly as she held the piece of paper up high for effect. Realizing how stupid she looked at the moment, she lowered her hand that contained the list and studied said list for a moment.
Gift List
Rogue- Kick Ass Workout ensemble Scott- Book on Stress Relief (he needs it!) Jean- Cashmere Sweater I saw in GadZooks Kurt- Picture Frame w/ Picture of us in it (I know he'll like that) Evan- Skateboarding Repair Kit Jubilee- Kahki skirt from Charlotte Russ Professor- Paper Weight (whoever knows what to get him?) Lance- That awesome necklace I saw at one of those random kiosks Todd- Four words... Bath and Body Works! Blob- Gift Card to Pizza Pietro- Don't know yetAlright! She thought. Time to get shopping! With that thought, she headed off towards Waldens Book store to get the Professor, Rogue, and Scott their gifts.
Two lattes and one hour and a half later, Kitty was sitting on a bench in front of a large fountain that was positioned in the middle of the mall. Kitty sipped at her final latte (At least she kept convincing herself it was her last) as she looked at her list once more.
"Alright then. Let's see here," Kitty said to herself as she checked off the names of the people she had finished shopping for. "Awesome! I have everyone done," Kitty said excitedly as she smiled down at the list. Suddenly one name grabbed her attention: Pietro. She looked next to the name to see what she had planned to get him: Don't know yet was what it read. "Just great! I save the worst for last and I don't have any idea what I should get him." Again she said this to herself. She sipped up the last of her latte and tossed the cup into the trashcan. Her mind wandered as she brainstormed gifts for Pietro. "What would someone like him want?" she asked no one in particular.
"Nothing someone like you could give me," came a smug voice from behind her. Kitty whipped her head around to see the man of her thoughts looking over her shoulder at the list in her hand. She tried to shove the list back into her purse, but he was, of course, too quick for her. He snatched the list out of her hand and skimmed the information.
"Hey! Like, give that back! You are so not allow to look at that!" Kitty yelled at him, trying to snatch it back. Pietro lifted the list up above his head so she couldn't reach it. She scrunched up her nose as she thought of a plan quickly. Unfortunately she didn't think about the repercussions before she acted. She leaped over the bench, trying to push off of the bench to grab the list. She grabbed the list, but the momentum of her push off kept her going. Right into Pietro, bringing them both to the ground with a large crash.
"Ugh! My head," they both said groggily. Kitty tried to push herself up; placing her hands on something hard, yet soft (Not that you sickos!). That's when they both of them realized how they were positioned. Kitty lay on top of Pietro with her hands pressed against his chest. Their faces were mere centimeters apart; their breath mingling and eyes wide in surprise. They stayed like that for what seemed like forever (I know, it does seem overused).
"Hey, are you alright?" A random voice broke their trance and Kitty jumped up and away from Pietro with a speed that would rival his own. He followed her example, jumping up and a few feet away from her. Kitty looked over at the person who was responsible for freeing her from her reverie. An old woman with a small faux fur purse hanging from her wrist was looking at them with a little bit of concern. Kitty couldn't help blushing as she brushed herself off and assured the woman that they were just fine. The old woman nodded slightly and walked off into the crowd of buyers leaving the two flushed teens to themselves. Suddenly Kitty noticed something in her tightly clenched hand.
"Ah-ha! I got the list," Kitty said, giggling as she stuck her tongue out at him in an immature fashion. Her nose scrunched up as she did so.
Wow. She really looks cute with her nose scrunched up like that. He thought, his eyes filled with thought. He watched as she laughed lightly with the thought of victory. For one moment, he didn't even feel weird or ashamed about the stirring feelings in the pit of his stomach. Then reality came crashing down on him and he snapped out of his reverie.
"Feh. It was just a stupid list anyway. Besides, I could get it back in a snap if I wanted to," Pietro said egotistically, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yeah right! You're just a sore looser, but just to be safe..." Kitty smiled at him smugly as she did something very uncharacteristic. She shoved the list down her shirt. "There! Now you can't get it."
"Wha!" Pietro was utterly shocked and he showed it. I can't believe she just did that! She actually has guts; I'll give her that. He composed himself and smiled. "What makes you think that I wouldn't take it from you now?"
Kitty instinctively covered her chest with her arms. "You wouldn't!" she tried to sound confident, but the shakiness in her voice proved otherwise.
"Oh wouldn't I," he said, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
Kitty blushed profusely and narrowed her eyes. "Why do you even want this thing anyway?"
"Oh I don't. It's merely the principal of the thing," He said, shrugging.
Kitty reached into her shirt and brought the list out and held it in front of her. "You want it, you can have it."
"Well that just takes all of the fun out of it," Pietro pouted (in a manly way of course) and hoped over the bench to sit down on it. Kitty looked a little disappointed, but put the list back in her purse and went around the bench to sit down next to him.
"What are you doing here anyway?" she asked him casually.
"Same thing you are, I guess," he answered simply. He just wasn't in the mood to argue with her at the moment. "Doing some last minute shopping for you X-Geeks and stuff. Do you have all of your shopping done?"
There is no way that he could be striking up a casual conversation with me! I guess I should just play along. It's better than fighting with him for now. Although, that is kinda fun...
"I have all of my shopping done except for you. You're very hard to buy for, did you know that?" she asked offhandedly.
"I know that. I'm already perfect, what more do I need?" he rhetorically asked. He egotistically ran his hand through his smooth silver hair.
"Oh brother. Could you like, get anymore full of yourself?" So much for the peaceful conversation. She thought tiredly.
"What do you know anyway! I have other things to do than talk to a Valley Girl like you, Ms. Prissy Pryde!" With that said, he got up and quickly strode away.
"Whatever," she sighed to herself. She decided to give buying him a gift one more shot. "How am I ever going to decide what to get him?" she asked herself. With that thought, she got up and walked over to Lorie's Lattes. "One more wont hurt," she said out loud. "I'll take another Iced Caramel Latte please," she told the man at the counter.
"Again?" he asked, surprised.
"Yes, again. Now like, please, just give me the latte and I'll give you the money. How's that sound?" She smiled and slid the money across the counter. The man nodded and walked back to get her her latte. She grabbed the cup as he passed it to her. "Keep the change." She walked away and headed along the windows of the stores (I wasn't exactly sure how to put that, so please forgive me.) She walked by one store and glanced into the window. That's when it caught her eye. "Oh my gosh! It's the perfect thing for Pietro!"
A. N. Well yes, I must leave you on your toes. What could this perfect gift be? I already have a plan, but if you would like to give me some gift ideas for all the others I would really appreciate it! Thanks! Byes!
