Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution or any other Marvel or WB property.

Notes: Jeez, jeez, calm down! I guess I'm to blame, trying to freak everyone out like that. I promised a couple of stories ago that there would be a very happy ending. I won't screw ya. Sheesh. Anyhow, I'm thinking that I can wrap this up in about two chapters. Maybe three. I'd like to send out a sincere thank you everyone for your suggestions, but I think I know how this will end.

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The women got back to the mansion about two hours earlier than the men. While the women were all getting dressed for the rehearsal, the men stumbled into the entrance of the mansion. Professor Xavier was waiting there for him, a smug look on his face.

"So, it appears that you all had a good time last night." He said.

"Now is not the time, Charles." Hank said, putting one his large hands to his forehead.

"Everyone, get dressed." Scott said, his hand to his own forehead. "Rehearsal dinner starts soon."

Kurt groaned, and walked up to his room. He would teleport, but he was afraid that the sudden jaunt would make him sick. When he finally found his way to the room, he opened the door and lurched inside.

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone had fun last night." Kitty said.

He looked at her. She was shining as radiantly as the sun. She had put on a white sundress for the rehearsal. He hair was done up, pulled back into a bun. She had just finished putting on her makeup, and she looked to him like an angel come down from heaven.

"Mein Gott, you are so beautiful." He said, and then hiccupped.

Kitty giggled. "SMELLS like you had fun last night."

"Nein. No fun." Kurt said, falling onto the bed. "I'm not going. Zay can't make me."

Kitty walked over to the bed and placed her hands on her hips.

"You are too, dear." She teased. "You promised Scott that you'd get him back in time for the rehearsal dinner, and so you have. However, it's also your job to make a toast at dinner tonight after the rehearsal."

"I'm not doing it." He said, shaking his head vehemently and then wincing from the pain.

"Are you telling me that I'll have no date tonight?" she pouted. Kurt rolled over to look at her.

"Are you telling me that I'll have to walk down the aisle alone?" she pouted even more.

Kurt smiled, and reached out to touch her cheek. "Nein, Katzchen. You von't valk down an aisle alone. Ever."

Kitty was taken aback by his statement as he stood up and began to get dressed.

"I'll go get you some water and some aspirin." She said, beginning to leave.

"Could you make me some dry toast?" he asked, pulling an undershirt over his head.

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Kurt and Kitty walked down the stairs together. He was dressed in a simple black suit, but Kitty thought to herself how well he carried it off. The rehearsal and rehearsal dinner wasn't as formal an affair as the wedding, and Kurt couldn't have been happier. After the night that he had, he was happy that he wasn't completely confined in clothing.

The couple made their way outside to the gardens, where Jean and Scott's wedding would be the next day. Others were sitting in chairs surrounding the fountain, where a simple yet beautiful stage had been erected. The grounds weren't completely decorated for the wedding as of yet, but Kurt had to admit that if what it looked like now was even close to what it would look like the next day, their wedding would be gorgeous.

Kitty looked around at the people who were sitting outside. By the looks of Piotr, Bobby, Evan, Alex, and Hank, the bachelor party must have been a drunken debacle. They all looked as if they were suffering from headaches, and Bobby even looked a little green.

Sitting down, the wedding planner explained to the group how the wedding would go. They practiced walking down the aisle, and Kitty couldn't get the grin off of her face when she imagined walking down the aisle with Kurt under different circumstances. She noticed that even Rogue seemed to be blushing and looking up at Evan as they walked down the aisle together.

"At least I'm not the only one." Kitty thought happily to herself.

Scott had felt sick for most of the day, and then he saw Jean walking down the aisle to meet him. She took his breath away. It was as if the sight of her had instantly healed him of any pain. Professor Xavier would be the man to give her away, and he seemed as proud of them as if they were his own children.

After about forty minutes, the rehearsal was over, and everyone walked back into the formal dining room, where the rehearsal dinner was to take place. The party sat there, talking to one another and snacking on cheese and fruit, waiting for the caterers to bring their dinners.

"So, do you know what you're going to say for your speech?" Kitty whispered to Kurt.

"Um, no. No I don't." Said Kurt, beginning to sweat a little.

"Are you serious? You know that you HAVE to. It's tradition."

"Um, I'll see how zings go." He said, avoiding any more conversation on that topic.

Soon dinner came, and Kurt couldn't have been more excited. It seemed that even having a queasy stomach didn't stop the man from eating.

"Shangra La!" he said, biting into his dinner, of which there were copious amounts.

After dessert was served, Kitty once again began to pester Kurt as to his speech.

"Kurt! It's tradition!" Kitty whispered fiercely.

"So?" he whispered back, desperate.

"So I know how into tradition you are. You're so into "tradition" that you wouldn't tell me a thing about the bachelor party. Old German tradition you said." She said, smiling evilly. "Here, let me help you, Mr. Wagner."

And with that, she tapped her fork against Kurt's glass, and everyone turned expectantly to Kurt. Kurt looked around the table, and saw Scott and Jean smile, as if they had been waiting for this.

"Um, hallo." Kurt said, standing up as his tail lightly poked Kitty. "If I could just say a few vords."

The multitude of faces smiled and everyone clapped lightly.

"Um, vhen I first came to ze Institute over fifteen years ago, Scott and Jean vere ze only two students here. At first, I zought zey vere a couple." Kurt said. "And zen, vhen I got to know zem better, I found out zat zey veren't. After a couple of months, I knew zat zey vould be a horrible couple."

A few people looked surprised at this statement, Scott and Jean included.

"Um, jah. I knew in my heart zat zey vould be a horrible couple. Zey fought too much, Jean vasn't interested, even zough Scott vas." Kurt said, smiling at Scott. "So vhen I heard zat zey vere finally dating, I honestly zought zat it vas a horrible mistake. And zen, I saw how zey vere togezzer. How each complemented ze ozzer. And how perfect zey vere. It didn't make sense at first. Now I can't imagine it any ozzer vay. So. . .Scott, Jean, let me to ze first to toast your union. I couldn't be any happier for you two, and I am so glad zat you proved me wrong. It doesn't happen often."

Everyone laughed as Kurt raised his glass, and the rest followed suit. Jean looked a little choked up, and Scott put his hand on top of hers. She smiled at him as he looked at his friends and family who were toasting their union.

"To Scott and Jean, may every day bring more love between you zan ze last." Kurt said, drinking from his glass.

After a light round of applause, Scott and Jean came over to hug Kurt, and after they returned to their seats, he sat down.

"I've alvays vanted a big sister, and I found Marie! Now I haff two more!" he said, motioning to Scott and Jean. Everyone laughed, and Scott jokingly threatened to lower his glasses while looking at Kurt.

"Good job winging it, Elf." Kitty whispered, feeling his tail wind around her leg.

After dessert, everyone departed to his or her room. It would be an early day tomorrow, so everyone wanted to get in at least a couple hours of sleep. Kitty and Kurt said goodnight to Piotr last, and walked down the hallway to their room. Upon entering, Kitty turned around and pulled Kurt into a kiss. Running her hands down his back, she helped him out of the jacket he was wearing. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"Did I ever tell you that impromptu speeches turn me on?" she asked, a playful look in her eyes.

"Nein, I don't zink you haff." Kurt joked, pulling her to him again. Her sundress dropped to the floor silently.

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Afterwards, Kurt and Kitty laid in bed talking to each other. They were like teenagers again, and constantly held each other or ran their hands over each other's body. Little kisses were exchanged, but both were content to simply lie there holding each other. As Kitty was starting to doze off, Kurt gently shook her awake.

"Kitty, can I ask you a question?"

"Yes." She said, yawning.

"Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"Really?" he asked, grinning.

"Of course."

"Vhy do you love me?" he asked.

The question woke her up, and she turned onto her side to face him.

"What?"

"Vhy do you love me? He asked again.

Kitty thought about it for a moment, and then looked him in the eyes.

"I don't know." She said.

"Vell, you know how to install confidence in ze guys." He said, only half teasing.

"Well, Kurt, it's a hard question to answer. Let me think about it for a moment."

Kurt laid there, staring at the beautiful woman lying next to him. He'd give her all the time in the world to think. However, she surprised him by coming up with the answer almost immediately.

"Well, because, I just do."

"You "just do"?"

"Yeah."

"Zhere's no reason?"

"Listen," Kitty began, "I believe that love grows out of friendship. My love for you didn't just grow overnight, Kurt. It took years, and then years of your absence. When you left, it was like the sun died. There was no light anymore. When I found that I couldn't count on you being there to make me laugh, or drive me crazy, or even just be there for me to look at, I didn't handle it well."

Kurt listened silently, feeling a pain in his heart. He hadn't meant to leave her that way.

"I went a little crazy for a while, but eventually I got through it. Yeah, I've dated other guys. I've even been serious with some of them. But, I could never get you out of my mind. None of them compared to you. None of them were ever as funny, handsome, gentle, kind, smart, courageous. . ."

"Jah, but zat doesn't explain. . ." he began.

"Let me finish. No, that's not the reason that I love you. But I don't think that I need a reason. I believe that you and I were always destined to be with each other, because there's no other way that our souls would survive. My heart hurt everyday that you weren't here. It's as if. . ."

Kurt listened intently, hanging on her last words.

". . .it's as if, before my body existed, my soul saw you, and chose you then. As if you were made specifically for me. As if I could never be complete without you."

She took his hand in hers, and brought them up to her face. She nuzzled them, and then looked back into his eyes.

"I chose you before I even knew you Kurt. My heart chose you. My soul chose you. All I had to do was wait until I met you."

Kurt began to cry as he reached up and kissed her more passionately than he had ever kissed anyone in his entire life. While doing this, his tail opened the drawer on the bedside table. Breaking the kiss, he looked deeply into her eyes.

"Kitty, I know zat our relationship has only just started again, but I know zat I've gone fifteen years vizout you, and I'm not villing to anymore."

"You won't ever have to." She said.

"Vell, I'm going to make sure of zat." He said, his tail dropping a small box between them.

Kitty looked at the box, realizing what it must be holding. She looked up at Kurt, shocked.

"Kurt!"

"Kitty, I've been alone since I left you. I've alvays been alone vizout you. I don't vant to be alone anymore."

Kitty looked into his eyes, and saw the sincerity. Her mind flashed back to her conversation with Jean a few days ago, before Kurt had arrived. Could this really be happening?

"Kazerine Pryde, vill you marry me?" Kurt said, opening the small box.

Kitty looked back into his golden eyes and smiled.

"Yes! Yes! A million times, yes!" she said, and fell forward into his arms.

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FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. Ah well, who cares. I hope you all don't mind, at least. I'm sorry, but it seems like my chapters are running shorter and shorter. I hope that doesn't mean that I'm running out of steam. I really hope that the quality of my stories hasn't gone down. And once again, forgive me for testing the waters on my sad ending idea. I should have thought that through, but I was angry at being stuck in this office until 1am because somebody made a mistake. I shouldn't have thought of taking it out on Kurt and Kitty. I'm dumb. Sorry.

Later.