© Autumn Raine
A/N: Hey Hey! ^.^ Second Part. Short Ficcie. I'm in process of a total long one that might not be done until Christmas. Or I might no finish it all because I think it's bad for my CCS ficcies.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own X-men or anything. Lyrics are none other than DMB's because Dave Matthews Rocks! xD! Don't 'cha agree? Anyway...Read on!
__________________________________________________________________________________
Angel:
My KitKat, My Angel
...He placed the gift in a little box, and wrapped it in a shimmery pink paper. Placing it on his desk, he flopped down in the wooden chair near by. When do I give it to her? I hope she likes it...He sighed softly, blunt fingertips tapping on the little box.
"Hey, Lancey-Boy." Pietro stood at the doorway, arms folded across his chest. "What'cha got? A present for me? Aww, you shouldn't have." Pietro placed his hand over his chest as if he were deeply touched.
"It's not for you." Lance grummbled, and openned a draw on his desk. He tucked it under a few papers and looked to Pietro. "It's nothing. Just a box."
"A box of what?"
"Of..stuff."
"What kind of stuff?"
"Pietro, I'm not going to tell you."
"Oh C'mon!" Pietro pleaded. "Can I guess then?"
"I'd rather you not. Can you leave before I send a fist in your face?"
"Touchy Touchy." Pietro sang with his quick voice, and stepped out of the doorway.
Lance grummbled again, and looked to the phone near him. Tapping on the desk, he looked around; then grabbed the phone. Pushing the numbers slowly, he hesitantly put the phone to his ear; his heart pounding faster and faster with every ring.
"Hello?" Kitty answered the phone in her usual cheery voice.
"..Hey KitKat." Lance sputtered out as cool and smooth as he possibly could. Do I sound like a moron or what?
"Oh! Hey Lance! How was the mall?"
"It was ok. Got some stuff."
"That's like, so cool! I didn't really get anything, but Scott got something for Jean. Even though everyone knows Jean and him are totally not ever going to get together. But, you know Scott." Kitty giggled. "Anyway, I'm sorry Rogue like, dragged me away and stuff. I really would of like, gone with you."
Lance blushed a bit, "Really?" He asked, his voice cracking a bit.
She giggled, "Of course! Going with those three is a total bore."
"Kitty...I was wonderin'..if you'd like to-" Lance began but stopped as he heard another voice and Kitty's on the other end.
"Who's on the phone?"
"...Scott, it's only Lance"
"Get off the phone"
"....No I won't get off the phone"
"Kitty! Alvers is no good!"
"...Shut up! Why are you like, in my room! He's nice, Scott!...ugh!"
..."Kitty"..Lance blinked.
"Oh Lance, I'm like so sorry. I have to go. Someone's being a loser over here." Kitty grummbled, sticking out her tongue at Scott.
"Alright. Talk to ya in school, ok?" Lance said hopefully.
"Sure Bye Lan-" Kitty began, only to be cut off by a click.
Lance grummbled, slamming the phone on the reciever. "Summer's is such a prick!" He growled, slamming his other fist on the desk. Pushing back on the seat, he got up. Practically stomping out of his room and downstairs, the other Brotherhood members exchanged looks as a frustrated Lance stomped on out of the house.
"What's his prob, yo?" Todd raised a brow.
Tabitha snickered and placed the phone on the reciever in the living room. "Well...Not that I was spying or anything..but..He was on the phone with , like, Kitty, ya know?" She giggled, imatating the Valley Girl of Lance's affection.
"Tabby, you know you shouldn't do that when Lance is on the phone." Freddy shook his head and folded his arms over his chubby tummy.
"Freddy, you would have done the same thing."
"I know, but..."
"We all would have done the same thing!" Pietro groaned, throwing his hands into the air. "I'msurroundedbyidiots!"
"What are you talkin' about, Pietro?" Todd raised a brow at the moody quickster.
"You people are idiots! Idiots I tell you! Lance is all drooly over this dumb Valley Girl, and she likes him too, and he might actually have a girlfriend. And here we are, dateless and lonely. Beashamedofyourselves!" Pietro grummbled.
"...Tabby..Did you give Pietro sugar?" Freddy leaned over in his couch, whispering over to Tabby.
"I swear, I didn't." She blinked. "I just think he's being moody. Geez, if he were a girl he'd be PMSing." She couldn't help but snicker.
Freddy chuckled, and looked back to Pietro. "Calm down, dude."
"I will not calm down!" Pietro growled. "Ah! I can't stand you people right now." He zipped up the stairs to his room, giving the door a good slam.
"You know, I think that kid has somethin wrong wit' him, yo." Todd shook his head.
"Not think...We just know." Tabby shook her head.
******
...Kitty sighed, looking to the empty seat across from her in Chemistry. Lance was supposed to come to Chemistry on time from now on...It's been 38 minutes and this period feels like it's hell. He even said he'd walk her to class that day; but...he didn't. She didn't see him at all today. She placed her elbow on the lab table and put her chin in her hand. Sighing softly, she doodled on the notebook infront of her. She doodled a little heart, along with two letters.."L"..and "K"..inside the heart. Smiling a bit, she lifted the pen; looking over the little doodle her smiled grew wider.
The bell rang suddenly, and Kitty looked up to the clock. "Whoa, I should have just doodled the whole time." Putting her books into a pile, she lifted them and cradled them in her arms. Slipping out into the crowded hallway, she made her way to her locker.
Weaving between the chattering circles about the hallway, and the couples who seemed to make out wildly between periods, at which she stuck out her tongue in disgust, she finally made it to her locker. Spinning the dial back and forth, she popped it open with ease and shoved her books on the bottom shelf. Looking up to the top shelf, she saw a small box that wrapped in pink paper. "Oohh. Pink!" She squealed, and grabbed the box.
Finger-tips peeled along the edges and tugged off the paper. Tossing the paper into her locker, she went back to the box. Openning it, a sheet of paper fell from inside to the ground. "Ack!" She bent down, picking up the paper. She carefully openned it, and read the few words inside...
"...Why do I beg like a child
For your candy
Why do I run after you
Like I do
I love you
Whatever you are I swear
You'll be my angel
You...."
A smile pulled at her lips as she looked to the bottom corner of the note.
"..To my KitKat, Love, Lance."
A blush tainted her cheeks as she folded the note back into it's little squares and tucked it into her pocket...to be saved of course. She went through the box, pulling back at the wrapping paper and blue eyes widened at the object inside. A silver bracelet was inside, about 1/4 of an inch thick. She took it out of the box, and threw the box into her locker. She looked it over, seeing that "Kitty" was engraved along the outside. Flipping it to the back, she saw "..My Angel"..engraved in script.
"..Do you like it?" Lance stood by her locker, hands in his pockets and shoulder against one of the locker's next to hers.
Kitty looked up to him, almost tearing. "Oh my God, Lance. It's...beautiful."
He blushed, lowering his head a bit that brown hair fell over his eyes as he looked to her. "Really?"
She nodded, extending her hand out to him and handing him the bracelet. "Put it on for me?"
He nodded, quickly slipped his hands out of his pockets and took the bracelet. Hit large hands carefully clasped it about her slender, delicate wrist. To his surprise, she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek and embraced him in a hug.
"Thanks Lance." She said softly, digging her head into his chest.
He placed his arms around her, and his chin on her head; letting the sweet smell of her shampoo flow up to his nose. Grinning, he hugged her gently.."Anytime, KitKat. Anytime."
__________________________________________________________________________________
A/N: Hey! ^.^ Did ya like? I hope! :D I thought it was sweet. Something like that happened to my friend. But, she's a slut, and like..didn't except the gift even though the guy spent like, 80 dollars on it. -.-; Skank. xD Anyway...That's how I would have handled it! :D
Flames are welcome, and...I don't care. It's not like I'm going to take it way offensively...I dunno you people anyway. ;;
