Standard Disclaimer and another note: near the end is a bit of a lemon
scene, nothing too graphic, but still, I'm warning the kiddies.
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The music was loud, the seniors and juniors dancing. Kitty smiled as she entered, observing the black cobwebs on the ceiling and the fake mechanical bats flapping around, entering the gym, it seemed the student council had done a killer job. Fake trees and backgrounds covered the folded up bleachers and the windows were wide open, the moonlight shining in, also cooling off the rapidly heating up bodies. Separating, the group disappeared into the crowd. Kitty met up with her group of friends who fawned over how cool her costume was, Kurt was getting cuddled by a few girls, rogue off to the side, and Evan being, well, Evan. Soon enough the group slowly came back together, though their friends had joined the party. Kitty danced to the beat of 'moonflight' (AN: A GREAT techno song by Green Court). Her staff safely tucked away, she danced, seeing easily even in this darkness. Yes, she allowed her eyes to retain the freaky Jade green color, though not the cat slit pupils. She was gaining control of the power it seemed. She laughed as Pietro danced with Evan in a dance challenge, their coordinated moves contradicting yet complimenting the others.
~Must be because they lived so near each other for so long.~
*perhaps.* Kitty blinked when she found herself drawn into the middle of the circle as 'Can't fight the moonlight' Dance mix came on.(AN: For those of you who don't know, it's 7:51 minutes long and a pain to download over a 56k Modem)
"Lets dance." Pietro whispered in her ear as the beat began to become more complex.
"Like, why should I?" Kitty asked, moving towards the circle's rim, only to feel Pietro grab her wrist and pull her to him.
Pietro smirked and whispered into her ear again in a seductive tone, "Can't take the challenge? Can't blame you." She huffed and then pushed him away, but then moved her hips seductively. The 2 danced with each other, the crowd growing around them. They were drawn into the pair of figures who danced as if they knew each other for years, trained together, and knew what the other was thinking. To Pietro and Kitty though, the whole world had disappeared, leaving only her and the speed demon to duel each other in a dance. She knew her outfit wasn't good enough for some moves but best for others, unless... She moved closer to Pietro, their chest so near each other they could hear the other breath. The moonlight shimmered over them as they flashed across the floor as if they were the moonlight itself. The wan light made Pietro paler, more like a god of the underworld, haunting, beautiful yet dangerous all at the same time. Kitty's eyes reflected the moon as if they glew and tried to draw in any gaze they caught, her body moving lithely. Kitty then caught the end of her sash, pulling, revealing the cloth to flow like billowing skirt as she proceeded to use much more complicated moves, Pietro catching on quickly, faster then a normal human could, taking the role of an oppressor, Kitty the lithe, taunting faerie he wished to keep...
Teasing brushes of the fingers, and secret smiles they shared...
Like a spell neither wanted to start nor end.
Their eyes on each other yet on others, they breaths lined with the faint dew of passion. The faint Love he felt grew stronger with each breath as her's was kindled and fanned into life.
As the crowd kept watching, the 2 fell deeper into their own world.
They danced as if no one was there, as if they were the only two, and as if they were actually lovers, not acquaintances through a common bond. Not enemies which yearned to kill the other.
Just lovers...
Just them...
forever...
lovers...
Just...
Suddenly the song ended, with them close together, Pietro holding Kitty close to him by her hip and both catching their breath. The crowd closed in, cheering the 2 on when the DJ announced, in a rather low tone, "Now to slow it down a bit... Come on guys! Suck up that gut and ask the pretty lady you've got your eye on to dance!" Kitty stood alone, trying to sneak out of the crowd when the worst possible person could of asked her.
"Hey Kat! Lets dance." Andrews asked, grabbing her arm. She tried to get her arm out of his gorilla like grip.
"Let go of me you jerk!" She said, pushing him away, only to feel his grip get tighter.
"Oh come on, you know you want me." Andrews said cockily.
"Like I want to find out I have Cystic Fibrosis!" Kitty retorted, still struggling when Pietro tapped him on the shoulder.
"Sorry Gorilla boy, but she promised me the dance." Kitty blinked and then noticed the peeved look on Pietro's face.
"And who's gonna stop me? You? HAH! You couldn't even scratch me!" Andrew laughed when Fred coughed.
"He can't but I can sure send you to the doctors." Freddy said, raising a eyebrow while munching on a snack. Andrews gulped and shoved Kitty at Pietro. She stumbled back and rubbed her wrist, trying to get some blood circulating again. She watched Andrews storm off only to be whisked off by Pietro.
"Wha?" *Your articulate today Kitty....*
"I'm sure you don't want to dance with Andrews, though Cystic Fibrosis would be worse Kit-Kat." Pietro said, taking her outside. She leaned against the wall.
"What was that all about?" She asked, Pietro pointed to something. Her tail twitched. Wait... Tail? Looking down, indeed, she had grown a tail. Concentrating, it slowly disappeared.
"You know that's freaky to watch." Pietro commented, leaning against a tree as Kitty smoothed out her sash.
"Well you didn't have to!" Kitty snapped quickly, blushing as she turned away. Silence was heavy between them. "Thanks."
"What was that Kit-Kat?"
"Thanks... for helping me back there."
"It was mostly Freddy anyway." Pietro stared at Kitty, making her feel uncomfortable.
"What, do I have something on my face?" Kitty asked, flushing a bit, half in anger, half in embarrassment. Pietro just stared and then walked over, tipping her face up.
"No...." He said, peering into the depths of Kitty's eyes. The rosy color was still on her cheeks.
"You know, you look nice in that rosy pink." Corny, but it got the desired effect. Kitty's blushed deepened to crimson. Pietro smiled and leaned on, his lips in contact with Kitty's. She froze and then relaxed slowly, feeling him press her against the wall. Her head began to spin as the broke, only to have Pietro kiss her again, this time deeper, his hands holding her body close. Her hands rested on his shoulders and slowly snaked up to tangle themselves into his silky strands of hair. As the kisses continues, he slipped his tongue in, finding and fighting hers for control. She tasted like ripe Strawberries dipped in the finest chocolate, only better. There was a hinting of the feminine flare she had, and ultimately, it was a taste that no human hand could recreate. He thought for a second ~What about lance?~ But that thought was pushed away when Kitty moaned, just barely, but it sent a shiver up his spine. (AN: *blushing* Okay, enough with the kiss right?) Suddenly the door opened and the 2 leapt apart, Both catching their breaths, Kitty's hands over her mouth. They stared at the other, their eyes losing that glassy, passion filled gaze and facing the hard reality of it all. It would never work. They were too different, he being carefree and cocky at times, her being the thoughtful, work ethic, INNOCENT girl. Hell, where they were raised clashed, He being from the busy, never stopping state of New York, her from the calm, peaceful Illinois. It would never work, they were just too different.
"Um, the others must be wondering when we are. We should, like, go in." She said, not knowing she had slipped back into the Valley girl act, which only reminded him more of how different they were. Nodding and saying something she couldn't figure out, he went in, holding the door like a gentleman, but not meeting her eyes. The Rest of the night, they avoided the other, yet blended into the background. Not once did Pietro ask Kitty to dance again.
Kitty sighed as she looked at the paper in front of her. She had triple checked it, but it still didn't feel right. Sure it was her last piece of homework, but once she finished, she would have to face Pietro again. Scanning her brain for possible reasons to stay locked up in her room, when it hit her, the talent show! She had to practice! Argh! She was a idiot forgetting about that! But at least she had an excuse. Looking through her cds, she almost threw them out of the room when she stumbled across her Anastasia soundtrack her mother had sent her. The only song she really liked was "Once upon a December." She placed it in her cd player and pressed play, the song's lyrics soothing her frazzled nerves.
Dancing bears
painted wings,
Things I almost remember
And the song someone sings
Once upon a December
She twirls around her eyes closed as she was drawn into the music, her movies slow and graceful.
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Pietro and Lance passed by her room, hearing the music. Curiosity killed the cat, not the earth quake causing bad boy and the speed demon. Opening the door as quietly as they could and as far as they dared, they peaked in.
Far away
long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Once upon a December
The music started to go into a crescendo (An: I think that's right) and Kitty's movements when unhindered by the furniture, for she phased right through them. Still with her eyes closed, she continued to dance, just as if she had a invisible dancer behind her.
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Far away
long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Things it yearns to remember
Pietro and Lance watched, and Lance breathed out, "Beautiful." And silently, Pietro though, "Yes she is, she is..."
And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December
The song trailed off and the boys fled, Pietro waving as Lance stopped in front of Todd's room. Entering his own room, he sat down on the bed, then fell backwards, covering his eyes with his arm. Images of Kitty dancing were dancing through his head. He didn't know it but he was soon asleep.
(WARNING!!!!!!!! LIME MOMENT!)
Bolting up, he found himself greeted by darkness. Damn it! He had been asleep for HOW long? Too long. Pietro was about to get up when there was a knock on his door.
"yeah? What do you want?" He snapped, not feeling very good, his mood variable at this point.
"It's me." That soft voice... Kitty.
"Come in." He said after a minute. She phased though the door, her face marked with uncertainty.
"I just wanted to, you know, talk." Kitty mumbled, sitting down beside him on the bed. He just shrugged and leaned against the headboard.
"So, talk." He said, looking at Kitty, who fiddled with the end of her pajama shirt. She glanced at him and every minute that passed by made his nerves get more frazzled. He looked for the clock, and finding none, remembered he threw it out the window last Tuesday. DAMN IT! Suddenly Kitty leaned over him and stared into his eyes.
"Did... that kiss really mean anything?" Kiss? Oh that one... Pietro stared at Kitty who bit her lip. He leaned forward, his right hand cupping her cheek. Kissing her, he broke it soon after.
"What do you think?" But not waiting for a response, he kissed her again, harder, and then flipped them over so he was hovering over Kitty, who looked up at him shocked. Their kissing proceeded to grow more intense as passion and lust begin to boil over. Kissing his way down her neck, he slipped his hand under her shirt, cupping one petite, yet perfectly shaped breast, smirking against her skin as she groaned, biting her lip. Taking the shirt off and flinging it over to some unknown corner of the room, Kissed her collarbone, and slowly he trailed downwards, tasting every piece of skin. Eventually she was left undressed on his bed, withering as she felt his fingers brush up against her core. (AN: *is blushing* Time to wind it down and end it) Getting fed up, she suddenly flipped both of them over so she could be on top. Her eyes lidded heavily with passion, she kissed him, and the oddest sensation ran through him. Looking down, he found himself shirtless, but how? ~You moron, she can make you phase out of. HEY! Where's my pants?~ Giggling at the confusion spreading across his face Kitty's hand trailed downward...
Suddenly he bolted up, his breathing heavy. It had been all a dream... a god damn dream...
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Hrmm....... anyway, the next chapter is a OMAKE or a bonus. It's short pointless fun. Note, all my Omakes focus on LOCKHEED. If you don't know who he is, well I can't help you there. He's a purple Alien dragon from the original X-men comics...
DEAR GOD! What did I jsut write? man, the tension between Lance and Pietro are gonna grow. Now to add some Kurt to the mix and we've got chaos...... oh well....
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The music was loud, the seniors and juniors dancing. Kitty smiled as she entered, observing the black cobwebs on the ceiling and the fake mechanical bats flapping around, entering the gym, it seemed the student council had done a killer job. Fake trees and backgrounds covered the folded up bleachers and the windows were wide open, the moonlight shining in, also cooling off the rapidly heating up bodies. Separating, the group disappeared into the crowd. Kitty met up with her group of friends who fawned over how cool her costume was, Kurt was getting cuddled by a few girls, rogue off to the side, and Evan being, well, Evan. Soon enough the group slowly came back together, though their friends had joined the party. Kitty danced to the beat of 'moonflight' (AN: A GREAT techno song by Green Court). Her staff safely tucked away, she danced, seeing easily even in this darkness. Yes, she allowed her eyes to retain the freaky Jade green color, though not the cat slit pupils. She was gaining control of the power it seemed. She laughed as Pietro danced with Evan in a dance challenge, their coordinated moves contradicting yet complimenting the others.
~Must be because they lived so near each other for so long.~
*perhaps.* Kitty blinked when she found herself drawn into the middle of the circle as 'Can't fight the moonlight' Dance mix came on.(AN: For those of you who don't know, it's 7:51 minutes long and a pain to download over a 56k Modem)
"Lets dance." Pietro whispered in her ear as the beat began to become more complex.
"Like, why should I?" Kitty asked, moving towards the circle's rim, only to feel Pietro grab her wrist and pull her to him.
Pietro smirked and whispered into her ear again in a seductive tone, "Can't take the challenge? Can't blame you." She huffed and then pushed him away, but then moved her hips seductively. The 2 danced with each other, the crowd growing around them. They were drawn into the pair of figures who danced as if they knew each other for years, trained together, and knew what the other was thinking. To Pietro and Kitty though, the whole world had disappeared, leaving only her and the speed demon to duel each other in a dance. She knew her outfit wasn't good enough for some moves but best for others, unless... She moved closer to Pietro, their chest so near each other they could hear the other breath. The moonlight shimmered over them as they flashed across the floor as if they were the moonlight itself. The wan light made Pietro paler, more like a god of the underworld, haunting, beautiful yet dangerous all at the same time. Kitty's eyes reflected the moon as if they glew and tried to draw in any gaze they caught, her body moving lithely. Kitty then caught the end of her sash, pulling, revealing the cloth to flow like billowing skirt as she proceeded to use much more complicated moves, Pietro catching on quickly, faster then a normal human could, taking the role of an oppressor, Kitty the lithe, taunting faerie he wished to keep...
Teasing brushes of the fingers, and secret smiles they shared...
Like a spell neither wanted to start nor end.
Their eyes on each other yet on others, they breaths lined with the faint dew of passion. The faint Love he felt grew stronger with each breath as her's was kindled and fanned into life.
As the crowd kept watching, the 2 fell deeper into their own world.
They danced as if no one was there, as if they were the only two, and as if they were actually lovers, not acquaintances through a common bond. Not enemies which yearned to kill the other.
Just lovers...
Just them...
forever...
lovers...
Just...
Suddenly the song ended, with them close together, Pietro holding Kitty close to him by her hip and both catching their breath. The crowd closed in, cheering the 2 on when the DJ announced, in a rather low tone, "Now to slow it down a bit... Come on guys! Suck up that gut and ask the pretty lady you've got your eye on to dance!" Kitty stood alone, trying to sneak out of the crowd when the worst possible person could of asked her.
"Hey Kat! Lets dance." Andrews asked, grabbing her arm. She tried to get her arm out of his gorilla like grip.
"Let go of me you jerk!" She said, pushing him away, only to feel his grip get tighter.
"Oh come on, you know you want me." Andrews said cockily.
"Like I want to find out I have Cystic Fibrosis!" Kitty retorted, still struggling when Pietro tapped him on the shoulder.
"Sorry Gorilla boy, but she promised me the dance." Kitty blinked and then noticed the peeved look on Pietro's face.
"And who's gonna stop me? You? HAH! You couldn't even scratch me!" Andrew laughed when Fred coughed.
"He can't but I can sure send you to the doctors." Freddy said, raising a eyebrow while munching on a snack. Andrews gulped and shoved Kitty at Pietro. She stumbled back and rubbed her wrist, trying to get some blood circulating again. She watched Andrews storm off only to be whisked off by Pietro.
"Wha?" *Your articulate today Kitty....*
"I'm sure you don't want to dance with Andrews, though Cystic Fibrosis would be worse Kit-Kat." Pietro said, taking her outside. She leaned against the wall.
"What was that all about?" She asked, Pietro pointed to something. Her tail twitched. Wait... Tail? Looking down, indeed, she had grown a tail. Concentrating, it slowly disappeared.
"You know that's freaky to watch." Pietro commented, leaning against a tree as Kitty smoothed out her sash.
"Well you didn't have to!" Kitty snapped quickly, blushing as she turned away. Silence was heavy between them. "Thanks."
"What was that Kit-Kat?"
"Thanks... for helping me back there."
"It was mostly Freddy anyway." Pietro stared at Kitty, making her feel uncomfortable.
"What, do I have something on my face?" Kitty asked, flushing a bit, half in anger, half in embarrassment. Pietro just stared and then walked over, tipping her face up.
"No...." He said, peering into the depths of Kitty's eyes. The rosy color was still on her cheeks.
"You know, you look nice in that rosy pink." Corny, but it got the desired effect. Kitty's blushed deepened to crimson. Pietro smiled and leaned on, his lips in contact with Kitty's. She froze and then relaxed slowly, feeling him press her against the wall. Her head began to spin as the broke, only to have Pietro kiss her again, this time deeper, his hands holding her body close. Her hands rested on his shoulders and slowly snaked up to tangle themselves into his silky strands of hair. As the kisses continues, he slipped his tongue in, finding and fighting hers for control. She tasted like ripe Strawberries dipped in the finest chocolate, only better. There was a hinting of the feminine flare she had, and ultimately, it was a taste that no human hand could recreate. He thought for a second ~What about lance?~ But that thought was pushed away when Kitty moaned, just barely, but it sent a shiver up his spine. (AN: *blushing* Okay, enough with the kiss right?) Suddenly the door opened and the 2 leapt apart, Both catching their breaths, Kitty's hands over her mouth. They stared at the other, their eyes losing that glassy, passion filled gaze and facing the hard reality of it all. It would never work. They were too different, he being carefree and cocky at times, her being the thoughtful, work ethic, INNOCENT girl. Hell, where they were raised clashed, He being from the busy, never stopping state of New York, her from the calm, peaceful Illinois. It would never work, they were just too different.
"Um, the others must be wondering when we are. We should, like, go in." She said, not knowing she had slipped back into the Valley girl act, which only reminded him more of how different they were. Nodding and saying something she couldn't figure out, he went in, holding the door like a gentleman, but not meeting her eyes. The Rest of the night, they avoided the other, yet blended into the background. Not once did Pietro ask Kitty to dance again.
Kitty sighed as she looked at the paper in front of her. She had triple checked it, but it still didn't feel right. Sure it was her last piece of homework, but once she finished, she would have to face Pietro again. Scanning her brain for possible reasons to stay locked up in her room, when it hit her, the talent show! She had to practice! Argh! She was a idiot forgetting about that! But at least she had an excuse. Looking through her cds, she almost threw them out of the room when she stumbled across her Anastasia soundtrack her mother had sent her. The only song she really liked was "Once upon a December." She placed it in her cd player and pressed play, the song's lyrics soothing her frazzled nerves.
Dancing bears
painted wings,
Things I almost remember
And the song someone sings
Once upon a December
She twirls around her eyes closed as she was drawn into the music, her movies slow and graceful.
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Pietro and Lance passed by her room, hearing the music. Curiosity killed the cat, not the earth quake causing bad boy and the speed demon. Opening the door as quietly as they could and as far as they dared, they peaked in.
Far away
long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Once upon a December
The music started to go into a crescendo (An: I think that's right) and Kitty's movements when unhindered by the furniture, for she phased right through them. Still with her eyes closed, she continued to dance, just as if she had a invisible dancer behind her.
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Far away
long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Things it yearns to remember
Pietro and Lance watched, and Lance breathed out, "Beautiful." And silently, Pietro though, "Yes she is, she is..."
And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December
The song trailed off and the boys fled, Pietro waving as Lance stopped in front of Todd's room. Entering his own room, he sat down on the bed, then fell backwards, covering his eyes with his arm. Images of Kitty dancing were dancing through his head. He didn't know it but he was soon asleep.
(WARNING!!!!!!!! LIME MOMENT!)
Bolting up, he found himself greeted by darkness. Damn it! He had been asleep for HOW long? Too long. Pietro was about to get up when there was a knock on his door.
"yeah? What do you want?" He snapped, not feeling very good, his mood variable at this point.
"It's me." That soft voice... Kitty.
"Come in." He said after a minute. She phased though the door, her face marked with uncertainty.
"I just wanted to, you know, talk." Kitty mumbled, sitting down beside him on the bed. He just shrugged and leaned against the headboard.
"So, talk." He said, looking at Kitty, who fiddled with the end of her pajama shirt. She glanced at him and every minute that passed by made his nerves get more frazzled. He looked for the clock, and finding none, remembered he threw it out the window last Tuesday. DAMN IT! Suddenly Kitty leaned over him and stared into his eyes.
"Did... that kiss really mean anything?" Kiss? Oh that one... Pietro stared at Kitty who bit her lip. He leaned forward, his right hand cupping her cheek. Kissing her, he broke it soon after.
"What do you think?" But not waiting for a response, he kissed her again, harder, and then flipped them over so he was hovering over Kitty, who looked up at him shocked. Their kissing proceeded to grow more intense as passion and lust begin to boil over. Kissing his way down her neck, he slipped his hand under her shirt, cupping one petite, yet perfectly shaped breast, smirking against her skin as she groaned, biting her lip. Taking the shirt off and flinging it over to some unknown corner of the room, Kissed her collarbone, and slowly he trailed downwards, tasting every piece of skin. Eventually she was left undressed on his bed, withering as she felt his fingers brush up against her core. (AN: *is blushing* Time to wind it down and end it) Getting fed up, she suddenly flipped both of them over so she could be on top. Her eyes lidded heavily with passion, she kissed him, and the oddest sensation ran through him. Looking down, he found himself shirtless, but how? ~You moron, she can make you phase out of. HEY! Where's my pants?~ Giggling at the confusion spreading across his face Kitty's hand trailed downward...
Suddenly he bolted up, his breathing heavy. It had been all a dream... a god damn dream...
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Hrmm....... anyway, the next chapter is a OMAKE or a bonus. It's short pointless fun. Note, all my Omakes focus on LOCKHEED. If you don't know who he is, well I can't help you there. He's a purple Alien dragon from the original X-men comics...
DEAR GOD! What did I jsut write? man, the tension between Lance and Pietro are gonna grow. Now to add some Kurt to the mix and we've got chaos...... oh well....