Disclaimer: Do I really have to say that I don't own X-Men: Evolution every time I write something?

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Lance had Kurt by his hair, and threw his head into the ground. Nightcrawler teleported away, but when he stood he was shaking, swaying from side to side, holding his head in his hands. Lance smiled and stomped his foot on the ground. The tremors started slowly, and then built. The ground ripped apart, creating a chasm that sped its way towards the dazed Kurt. As the ground opened up beneath the blue, furry mutant, Lance was treated to a look of terror that satisfied him like nothing before. His happiness, however, was ripped away when Kitty entered his sight. Kitty ran and slid across the ground, her hand extended, reaching towards Nightcralwer. Her hand caught his just as Kurt was about to fall into the nothingness that Lance had created. Lance screamed, his moment stolen, and in his rage, stomped his foot to the ground again. This time he saw the chasm racing for Kitty, who turned to him with a horrified look. He had time to smile before he screamed, and woke up.

He was lying on his bed in his room. He looked at the time, and saw that he would have to be leaving for school soon. He thought back to his dream, and instantly remembered why he was feeling so bad lately. Kitty had been ignoring him for the past two weeks. He hardly saw her anymore, and when he was with her, it was as if her mind was somewhere else. He knew that Nightcrawler had apparently had some kind of accident in their training simulator. He had begun to think that was where Kitty had been spending all of her time. She had been with Kurt, that fuzzy little freak.

He got up and began to get dressed for school. He didn't even feel like going, but he was going to set this right today. One way or another.

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As Lance was getting dressed, Kurt had just woken up. It was Friday, and he was looking forward to the day. Today would see the last couple of hours in the infirmary. And tonight, Kitty was making good on her promise of a movie. He decided that he would treat her to dinner as well. He knew it wasn't a date, but he didn't see anything wrong with a nice dinner between two friends. He and Scott would go for pizza every now and then, so what would be wrong with him and Kitty going out?

This was also the last day that he was staying home from school. This meant that no one had to bother themselves by getting his school assignments each and every day. He was a little afraid that once he was completely returned to health, that Kitty wouldn't want to hang with him anymore. He had been wondering if the only reason that Kitty had been hanging out with him so much was because she felt guilty for what happened. And he wondered if, once he returned to health, she would still be as good of friends with him. But when she brought up the idea of going to the movies last night, he knew that they were going to remain friends. Just then, Kitty phased through the wall, two breakfasts in hand. He looked inside of himself, and wished that he could get over her, but her knew that he couldn't.

"Ready for your last breakfast in bed, Elf?" she asked.

"Vas? Are you saying that you von't bring me my breakfast once I'm healed?" he joked.

"Like, no way! I think you can handle walking down to the kitchen!"

"Vell, ve'll see." He said as he sat up. "So, are ve still going out to ze movies tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Vell, I vas vondering, vould you like to go to dinner first? I mean, not as a date, just as friends. . . "

Kitty smiled warmly and said, "Sure, that's cool, Kurt."

"Okay. It's really just as a zank you for being so nice to me vhile I vas here. I can't zank you enough."

"It's okay, Kurt. Like I said, I have fun hanging out with you."

The two ate breakfast in silence.

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Kitty got out of Scott's car, and said 'bye to everyone. As she walked off to class, she looked around for Lance. She had missed him. She didn't mind spending so much time with Kurt. As a matter of fact, she loved spending so much time with her friend. But she did miss spending time with Lance, too. Now that Kurt was okay, and they repaired their friendship, she would be able to spend more time with Lance.

"Maybe I can help him with whatever's wrong with him lately." She thought.

Lance had been acting very strange lately. He had been distant and secretive. She ate with him everyday at lunch, but he hardly acknowledged her presence most days. She would talk, and his end of the conversation would consist of monosyllabic responses. Sometimes he would just watch her talk, and other times he wouldn't even look at her. She had yelled at him after school the other day, and then immediately apologized.

"I just wish he would talk to me and tell me what's bothering him." She said quietly to herself.

The day dragged until lunch, and when the hour finally came, Kitty looked all over for Lance. He wasn't in the cafeteria, and he wasn't eating outside. She had just about given up hope when she saw him walk outside with Todd. She made her way over to them, hoping to spend some time with Lance.

"Hi Lance!" she said, smiling. She stood up to kiss his cheek, and he pulled away.

"Hi, Kitty." He said, and walked past her.

"What was that all about?" she wondered, and followed him.

"Hey, Lance, can I talk to you?"

"Yo. Pretty Kitty, he's a little busy right now, kay?" Todd said.

"I wasn't talking to you, slime boy. I was talking to my boyfriend."

"Oh, is that what I am?" Lance asked. "Do me a favor, Pretty Kitty, and don't talk to my friend like that."

"What?" Kitty said, completely taken aback.

"You should know what it means to be someone's friend, Kitty. It's why you don't spend anymore time with me! So you should understand that I don't want you talking crap about my friends." He said and walked off with Todd.

Kitty stood there, feeling tears starting to come to her eyes. She hadn't meant for this to happen. But she was hoping that Lance would have understood. Todd flashed a look back at her, as if laughing at her. She stood there, and suddenly a new feeling came over her. She quit being sad and walked back up to Kurt. She grabbed him by his arm, and led him away. Todd gave her a dirty look, but she kept walking away, dragging Lance behind her.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" he asked.

"We're finding someplace private. We have to talk." She said. He pulled out of her hand, and stood frozen where he was.

"No, I don't think we have to talk at all, Kitty."

"No, I think that we do!" she said. Her voice was rising. "Why are you being so mean to me? Why are you treating me like this?"

"Because I'm sick of you choosing your little goody-goody friends over me! I'm sick of spending all of my time alone."

"All of your time?!? Lance, it's been, like, two weeks! And it was important. Kurt was really hurt!"

"No, I see! You're friends are more important than me!"

"My friends have given me all kinds of crap over our relationship! I've always defended you, and it's sometimes caused fights with my friends! So I don't want to hear this crap about how I choose them over you! Most times, I choose you over them and wait for another argument!"

"So what? You wanna prize?!?" he asked, and walked away. "Why don't you go talk to Kurt?"

Kitty stood there, livid, mouth agape.

"How dare you!" she screamed after him. He waved her off from behind his back.

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"Vell, you know vhat my advice is."

"Yeah, I know what your advice is Kurt." she said.

"Break up viz him." She thought. And for the first time, she honestly thought about it.

As soon as she got home, she had gone downstairs to talk to Kurt. She was confused as to how she felt. She felt sad, sure. But at the same time, she was angry at Lance. Actually, angry was too light of a word for the way she felt. She couldn't believe the way that he had treated her. She was telling the truth. She had taken all kinds of grief for being in a relationship with Lance. And he didn't seem to care. She couldn't believe that he was being this selfish. Didn't he understand what she had gone through for him? That question kept running through her head, and every time she thought about it, she got angrier and angrier.

"Vell, I tell you vhat? Vhy don't you go grab somezing to eat, and zen go get some sleep. You must be tired." Kurt said.

"No! We're supposed to go out tonight."

"Kitty, you are in no mood to go out to dinner and a movie."

"Kurt, I'm not going to let him ruin my night. I'm done with feeling bad over this. This is his problem, if he doesn't want to deal with it, then I'm his loss."

"Zat's right, Katzchen!" he said, smiling. He felt bad for his friend, but he thought that if she were to drop Lance, it would be the best thing that she had ever done. He had come to the point where he was ready to drop any type of hope for romance with Kitty. He would always love her, but he knew she couldn't ever return that. And he was ready to take on the role of best friend.

"So, we're going out tonight."

"Only if you feel up for it, Kitty. I don't vant you to go out and force yourself to be happy. Zat kind of of zing vill only make you feel sicker."

"No, I won't let him make me feel like this." She said, and then smiled at Kurt. "And he won't keep me from having a good time with my friends."

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Lance got home, and promptly punched a hole in a wall downstairs.

"Yo! Dude, like, careful! You get too mad, you'll bring this house down. And I like having a home!" Todd said.

Lance threw a look at him and walked off. He walked upstairs and went to his room, slamming the door so that everyone knew not to bother him. He paced back and forth, cursing himself for his stupidity. He knew what Kitty had gone through for him, and he felt bad for saying the things that he had said to her. He was wrong. He wondered if she was still mad at him, and if she was, what she was going to do about it. Lance wasn't holding much hope about the future of his relationship with Kitty. He thought back to his argument with Kitty at school earlier that day, and all that he could feel was hatred. Hatred for himself. Why did he have to say those things? Why did he have to be so selfish?

Lance went to lie down on his bed. He just wanted to forget all of this. He didn't want to deal with these thoughts anymore. Suddenly there was a knock on his door. The door opened, and standing there were Pietro and Todd.

"Hey-Lance-what's-wrong-with-you? Pretty-Kitty-got-you-down?" Pietro said.

"Get out of here, Pietro, unless you want to get rocked. . . "

"Yo, Lance, we're just here to try to cheer ya up, man." Todd said. "We wanna go downtown tonight. Wanna come with?"

Lance thought for a moment, and then got up off of his bed. Maybe this is what he needed. Just something in order to get Kitty out of his mind.

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When Scott got home, he once again had nothing to do. So he worked out in the gym for about an hour before getting bored with that. He showered in the locker room, dressed, and went up to the kitchen to get something to eat. Jean was sitting there. For the past couple of weeks, Jean had given him the cold shoulder, and her couldn't figure out why for the longest time. Then he had talked to Kurt about it, and Kurt thought that he knew the answer.

"Vait a moment!" Kurt had said. "Hahahaha!"

"What? Kurt do you know why Jean's mad at me?"

"I zink maybe!" Kurt had answered. "Vhen I told her zat you and Rogue stayed in here ze first night after I got hurt, she got mad and almost stormed out! I zink she's jealous?"

"What?!?" Scott had asked. Then they both broke into laughter, and Scott left in a better mood.

Unfortunately, whenever Scott tried to talk to her after that, she had been really cold with him. He knew that she had broken up with Duncan about two months ago, and all he wanted to do is get her alone and in the right frame of mind to tell her his feelings about her.

"Hi Jean." Scott said.

"Hi Scott." Jean said. She didn't look up at him, but down at her food.

"Listen, Jean, I know you're mad at me." Scott said, and then lied, "I'm not really sure why, but I wish you'd let me make it up to you."

Jean stopped chewing for a moment. It was weird enough when she suddenly felt jealous of Rogue, but then a week ago she realized why. She had developed feelings for Scott somewhere along the line of their friendship.

"Why don't you let me take you out tonight? I'll take you to dinner." Scott said, crossing his fingers.

Jean smiled, hoping Scott couldn't see it.

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Okay, so there's chapter 6. Yeah, I know, it seems a little formulaic, right? Well, I needed to set up the last couple of chapters. But now all the players (maybe not all of them) are about to enter the fray, and we'll see what happens later. Thanks for all of your reviews. Can't thank you enough for those. See ya.