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Notes: I'm glad that Yuri is officially not going to kill me. Yet. Anyhow, I'm glad that some of you frequent readers are sticking with me on this one (Yuri and StormHeart, at least as of right now since they've reviewed). It's appreciated. I'd just like to see if I'm really a one- trick pony or not (that one trick being Kurtty). Anyhow, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter.

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Lance turned left, and ended up in front of the Xavier Institute. He hated being this close to the mansion. It made him horribly uncomfortable. Here he was, waiting for his girlfriend so that he could give her a ride, and he was sitting outside of the home of his enemies. Soon enough, Kitty came running towards the front gates, and Lance sighed with relief. At least she hadn't kept him waiting long. Reaching the front gate, Kitty phased through it, and hopped into Lance's jeep. He kissed her gently while putting his jeep in gear, and then they were off.

"Morning, Beautiful." Lance said.

"Good morning."

"So how's your day looking?" Lance asked.

"It's gonna be fine. I have a test in calculus, but it'll be a joke. That's about it. How about you?" Kitty asked, looking at Lance.

Lance simply grunted. It was a widely known fact that the only reason he even went to school was so that he could see Kitty. His grades were a bigger joke than Kitty's upcoming calculus test.

"That good, huh?" she asked.

"I'm going fine." He said, taking a short tone with her.

"Like, sorry. Hey! Will you do me a favor today?"

"What's that?"

"Will you take me to the mall, or downtown, or somewhere?" she asked.

"Sure. Why? Gotta get out of the house?"

"Kinda. Kurt asked me if he could take me to dinner tonight, and I lied to him, told him that I was going out with you. I know that we didn't have anything planned, but I hate lying."

Lance started grinding his teeth.

"That little freak asked you out, huh?"

"He's not a freak!" Kitty said, feeling the coming argument. "And, no, he didn't ask me out on a date. It was just as friends."

"Yeah, sure it is. Kitty, I've told you before that he follows you around like a damned puppy. You know he's got a thing for you, right?"

"Maybe he used to, but he's just, like, my best friend now." Kitty said.

"Sure."

The silence between them became palpable. Kitty wanted to do something to break the tension, but she didn't know what.

"So, anyhow, this weekend is gonna be really tough for me. I have four training sessions scheduled for me. Four! I can't believe it! It's, like, Mr. Logan can be so. . ."

Kitty began to talk and talk, and Lance could feel his patience waning. He knew that it was probably just because he was in a bad mood, but lately Kitty had began to grate on his nerves, even when he wasn't in a bad mood. All she ever wanted to do was talk and talk and talk. Or have him drive her around places. He knew that she usually paid for the both of them when they went out. Oh hell, she always paid for him. But he was starting to get tired of her little "nice girl" routine. He wanted to go out and have fun sometimes. And Kitty's idea of fun was going to the mall to see what the new fashions were. Lance couldn't give a crap about what designer had come out with what. Their physical relationship was also not up to par as far as Lance was concerned.

". . .anyhow, and they have to start realizing that I have totally too much homework to do for all of these training sessions that they keep giving me. . ."

Lance kept falling in and out of listening to Kitty drone on. Sometimes he wished she were a little more physically aggressive. Like Tabby. Tabby was physically aggressive with him, and she wasn't even his girlfriend. If anything, he wished that he could combine the two girls into one.

Pulling into the school parking lot, he realized that Kitty hadn't even noticed that he was hardly listening to her. She was in her own little world. As usual.

"Hey, Kitty, why don't we go up to the lake tonight?" Lance asked, interrupting whatever she was saying.

"Huh? The lake?" she asked.

"Yeah, why don't we go up to the lake tonight?"

"Isn't that where couples go to, like, do it?" she asked, almost cringing at the thought.

"Yeah. Maybe." He said, putting on a sly smile and leaning in to kiss her.

Kitty put her hand on his chest and pushed him back.

"Lance, do we have to have this conversation again? No. I don't want to go up to the lake tonight." Kitty said.

"Why not?" he asked, feeling rejected, again, and a little angry.

"Because I'm not ready to go to the lake and, well, like, you know. And I don't know when I will, and it probably won't be anytime in the near future."

"Oh, but it's okay for me to drive you around anywhere you want to go, right? Like the mall tonight, so that you don't have to see that little furry, blue freak at the Institute?"

"I've told you a million times not to talk about him like that!" Kitty said, hearing her voice raising. "He's my best friend, and I won't listen to you talk that way about him!"

"Whatever. Just go to class." He said, starting his car up again.

"What, you're not going to school now?" she asked.

"Nope. See ya later."

"Fine, fail school. I don't care." She said, getting out of the jeep.

"Oh! And I'm busy tonight!" he yelled after her. She waved him off rudely, and opened the door to the school.

Lance watched her leave, and then peeled out, almost hitting another teen walking across the street. He was gone a squeal of tires.

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Kurt was at his locker, trying his best to get it open. The damn thing always stuck, even after he put the right combination in five times. Hitting it out of frustration, he felt someone tap on his shoulder.

"Hey, Blue. Need some help?"

Turning around, he saw it was Tabby. Kurt liked Tabby. He felt as if he was one of the only X-Men who really understood her. Chewing her gum, she smiled at him, and, making sure no one could see her, tossed a small ball of light into the lock. Kurt thought that it was the smallest "bomb" that he had ever seen her generate. The explosion was almost completely imperceptible. The locker swung open slowly, and he saw that there was no damage done.

"Zank you, Tabby. I zought I'd haff to get ze janitor to open it again." He said.

"No problem, Blue." She said, winking, and then walked off.

Kurt thought that she was acting unlike herself. She just seemed a little more. . .tame. He quickly grabbed his books and a pen out of his locker and ran to catch up to her.

"You okay today, Tabby?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm great. Why?"

"You just seem a little, I don't know. A little sad."

"I had a rough morning, but nothing I can't handle. Anyhow, I gotta go Kurt. See ya later." She said, smiling as bright as the sun.

Kurt watched her walk away. She did seem a little gloomy, and he felt bad for her. It was probably because she was living with those losers at the Boardinghouse, he thought. He wondered if they had done anything to her this morning, and then he realized that he was once again late for class.

"Verdamnt!" he said under his breath, and ran down the hall.

On his way to class, he ran into Kitty. Kitty looked as if she had been crying. Kurt, who was a gentlemen through and through, stopped. Whether he was late to class or not, he couldn't leave his best friend (and his crush) crying.

"Katzchen! Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine." She said, wiping her eyes.

"Anozzer fight viz Lance?"

"Yeah."

"Kitty, vhy do you put up viz him? He's not ze only guy in Bayville. He makes you cry too much."

"Oh, Kurt, you just don't, like, understand." She said, walking away from him.

Kurt ran to catch up with her.

"I understand zat you two alvays fight. You fight too much. Zhere's somezing wrong vhen two people fight as much as you two do. I mean. . ."

"Kurt, it's, like, totally none of your business, 'kay?" she said rudely.

"Vell, I'm just trying to be your friend, Katzchen. I don't vant you to. . ."

"Listen, being your friend is causing some of these fights, so don't talk to me right now." She said.

Kurt felt his heart shatter. It was as if his entire being had suddenly turned to glass, and Kitty had gleefully thrown a sledgehammer at him.

"Kitty. . .I. . .I'm sorry. I don't. . .I don't know. . ." Kurt began, feeling tears well up behind his eyes.

"Kitty." Came a call from down the hallway.

Kitty looked up and saw Lance standing there.

Lance had turned around when he had gotten halfway back to the boardinghouse. It was true, he was starting to get over his relationship with Kitty, but he wasn't ready to let go. Not just yet. He did care about her, at least a little bit. And he didn't want to look like a jerk to her friends when she started to complain to them about him. So he had turned around to see if she would apologize, and had just entered the school when he saw the freak trying to hold his girlfriend. Lance's sense of pride wouldn't allow him to let Kurt touch anything that Lance considered to be "his," and that's just what he considered Kitty to be.

Kitty turned around and saw Lance standing there, and couldn't help running to him. He held her, and she closed her eyes. Her apologies came fast, and he told her that it was all right. He never took his eyes off of Kurt. He simply smiled at him, as if he had won some type of game. Kurt shuffled around, looking at the clock. Lowering his head, he walked past them towards his class. Lance stuck his foot out, making Kurt stumble. Kurt turned, ready to fight, but Lance had turned directions and had Kitty between him and Kurt.

"Kitty. . ." Kurt began.

"Leave us alone, Kurt." Kitty said, never opening her eyes.

Kurt turned around and walked off. A little further down the hall, Tabby leaned against the wall and popped her gum. Having seen, and heard, the whole thing, she walked off to her own class.

"I gotta talk to Blue at lunch." She thought.

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Kurt sat through the shortest classes he believed he had ever had. It seemed like time usually crawled when he thought about seeing Kitty at lunch. Now that he planned on trying his best to avoid her, time had sped up.

"I guess time really is relative." He thought.

Shortly after his presentation in European History (a cakewalk of a class to Kurt), he walked slowly to lunch. It was here. The moment that he had been dreading. He'd rather go a couple of rounds with Logan in the danger room than eat with Kitty this day. The halls were crowded with students going to lunch, and he was dreading walking into Kitty. Or Lance. Or Kitty and Lance together. He walked outside, and maneuvered between students and lunch tables, on his way to where he and the other X-Men would normally sit. He hadn't even noticed that Kitty was sitting at the Brotherhood's table with just Lance until he was almost there. Kurt slowed down, about to turn around, when he felt someone next to him grab his hand. He panicked, and looked to his right. Tabby was holding his hand, and smiling at him.

"Just me, Blue. Don't look shocked when we pass by their table. We have to talk. And this is gonna help in the long run, believe me." Tabby whispered to him, motioning to their joined hands.

Kurt looked confused, but did his best not to look shocked. Instead, he smiled at Tabby, still a little uncertain of what was going on. But it felt nice. It felt nice for someone to hold his hand, and for him not to worry about it. Her skin was soft, and he liked the feeling. He just wished that she could be Kitty Pryde. Tabby started to talk to him out loud, and began to tell him a funny joke, guiding him towards Kitty and Lance's table, and away from the X-Men. Kurt began to worry that he may be the butt of one of the Brotherhood's jokes, and that Tabby was setting him up. He knew, however, that she wouldn't do that to him. He just didn't believe that she would.

They ended up passing next to Kitty and Lance, but they continued to walk, as if they hadn't even noticed. Kitty and Lance, however, did notice them. And noticed the fact that they were holding hands. Lance's eyes widened, and Kitty's jaw dropped. Kurt and Tabby just kept on walking. Kitty followed them with her eyes until they stopped, sitting on the ground against the wall of the school. Lance watched them, incredulous.

"What's that?" he asked no one in particular.

"I don't know." Kitty answered, still watching Kurt and Tabby.

"Why does my stomach hurt?" Kitty wondered.

"That's weird." Lance thought. He felt angry, and didn't know why.

Against the wall, Tabby smiled at Kurt.

"Okay, there's step one." She said.

"Um. Jah. Step one. Of vhat?" Kurt asked.

"Listen, I like Lance. And unless I'm very much mistaken, you got a thing for Pretty Kitty, right?"

"Nein." He said, looking away.

"Kurt, we have to look happy over here. I'm sure that they're watching us. Don't look!" she said softly, but assertively. She put her fingers on his chin, and pulled him closer to her. "We have to look happy, 'kay?"

"Vhat is zis about, Tabby?"

"Listen, I think that we can both get what. . .no, strike that. . .I think we can both get WHO we want, if we help each other out." Tabby said.

"Oh, jah? And how is zat? Let's say zat I like Kitty. Hypozzetically!" he said.

Tabby rolled her eyes.

"Why do you zink she'll like me?" Kurt finished.

"Because. Listen. Kitty's into the whole bad boy thing because it hasn't bit her in the ass yet. At least, not badly. Trust me, once she figures out that what she wants is the good guy, i.e. you, she'll come around."

"Vell, if Lance isn't good for her, zen vhy do you vant him?"

"Because I don't know what's good for me, either. Just cool it, will ya? Stop playing "Twenty Questions." I think, no, I know that Lance is getting tired of Kitty."

"How do you know zat?" Kurt asked.

"Because. . .he's kinda told me." Tabby suddenly seemed to be a little uncomfortable with where the conversation was going.

"Did he hit on you vhen he vas viz Katzchen?" Kurt asked, his tone hardening. "He better not haff cheated on her, because I'll kill him."

"No, he didn't cheat on her. Don't worry about it. Listen, do you want to work together on this or not?"

"It seems. . .dishonest." Kurt said, a little ashamed of considering the idea.

"It's not. Listen, all we'll be doing is showing them what they could have with us. It's just making them jealous. We won't sabotage their relationship. They'll do it for us." Tabby said.

"Vhat do ve haff to do?" Kurt asked.

"Nothing really. We just have to date each other."

"I'm sorry?" Kurt asked, not certain if he had heard her correctly.

"You heard me." She said, scooting closer to him and smiling.

Kurt thought about it for moment, and then smiled back.

"Ah. I zink I understand vhat. . ." he was cut off by a gentle kiss from Tabby.

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"Are they kissing?" Kitty thought. "Is he kissing her? Well. . .good for him. He deserves a. . .girlfriend. He's a nice guy. . .a real sweetie. . .adorable even. Oh, God. Why does my stomach hurt?"

Lance watched the kiss, feeling himself get red in the face.

"Well, guess if she can't have me she just moves onto the freak. Whatever. He can have her. It's not like I don't already have a girlfriend." He thought, not really remembering that he had been thinking about breaking up with her just moments before.

Lance's stomach started to hurt as bad as Kitty's.

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Chapter two done. Less than twelve hours after chapter one. Haven't even played my videogames. That's how much I love you guys and gals. Anyhow, I just found out that I have to go to work about two hours earlier than I thought I would, so I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, and I'll probably start the new one tonight or tomorrow.

Later.