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

Notes: Well, I think I lost StormHeart! No offense taken! It's just not your thing. I can't take offense to that, or I'd be a hypocrite about Lancitty. Like I said, Lancitty is just not my thing, so I can understand a Kurt/Tabby 'ship fic isn't yours. Anyhow, glad you (and everyone else) still seems to like the story, even if you don't like the pairing.

Anyhow, I'm sorry that it's taking me so long to get this chapter up. I'm graduating! Cool, huh? It's kind of sad, though. I've gone through this program with the same fifty people for two years. That's six hours a day, five days a week. And when we're in production, it's anywhere from twelve to sixteen hours a day. So it's like saying goodbye to a very large, very dysfunctional family. It's very. . .last two minutes of "The Breakfast Club." Anyhow, I might go back and work on a Bruce Campbell movie in November for Miramax (that is, if we get it)! Awesome! So wish me luck.

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Kurt woke up the next afternoon, realizing how much he had overslept. Oh well. At least he didn't have any training sessions that he had been scheduled for today. Yawning, he sat up in bed. Kurt looked around his room with tired eyes, trying to remember what had happened the night before. Why was he so tired? Then he remembered, and his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. And then the unthinkable happened. He felt someone stir next to him. Closing his eyes, he was almost scared to look. He opened them, and then turned his head to his left as Kitty woke up, yawning. She sat up next to him, and Kurt's heart rate began to skyrocket.

"Good morning." Kitty said, smiling sleepily at him.

"Um, guten morgen. Kitty? Vhat are you doing in here, and how long haff you been here?" Kurt asked. He had noticed that she was dressed in a t- shirt and jeans, so she couldn't have slept there all night.

"Oh, just about an hour. I came in to see my favorite fuzzy elf, and you just looked so cute curled up in bed that I thought I'd help keep you warm." Kitty said, smiling and shrugging.

"Um, didn't you haff a training session zis afternoon?" Kurt asked, completely uncomfortable and looking for any way out.

"Yeah. Why? What time is it?" Kitty asked, peeking around Kurt to see his clock. "Like, oh my God! I'm totally late!" Kitty screamed, falling backwards and phasing through Kurt's bed and the floor beneath.

Kurt sighed with relief, got up, and began to get dressed.

As he was putting his clothes on, the events of the previous night came flooding back. Cuddling with Tabby and watching movies. Their conversation in the kitchen, with Kitty's announcement of her and Lance going to the lake. Tabby and himself going to the lake. That kiss. The kiss didn't want to leave Kurt's mind once he remembered it. That wonderful, beautiful kiss. And then he remembered that Kitty had kissed him. He was both troubled and excited by the kiss. He had been waiting for it for so long, and it had finally happened! But then again, when it did happen, it was missing something. What, he didn't know. But it was definitely not there. It just wasn't as nice as if felt when Tabby kissed him. Smiling, he picked up the phone and called Tabby.

Tabby picked up the phone after the second ring.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Tabby! It's Kurt!" Kurt said.

"Oh. Hey, Kurt. What's up?"

"Nozzing. I just vanted to talk to you about somezing."

"Okay." Tabby said.

"Um, vell, first off, how're you doing over zhere?"

Across town, Tabby was smiling.

"Oh, Kurt! It's great! This plan is working out so well! He came onto me last night! Big time!" Tabby said excitedly.

"Oh." Kurt said. "Wow. Um, zat's great."

"Isn't it?" Tabby asked, her smile faltering.

"Jah. Jah. Vonderful." Kurt said.

There was an awkward silence for a couple of moments as Kurt collected his thoughts.

"So, I, um, asked zem on ze double date." Kurt said.

"Yeah, I know. Lance mentioned it last night." Tabby said.

"Oh, good. Good. So zen, I guess everyzing is coming togezzer." Kurt said.

"Yup."

"Okay, vell, I guess I'll see you later on tonight zen."

"Well, didn't you have something you wanted to talk to me about?" Tabby asked.

"Nein. Nein, it's cool. Forget it."

"No! What's up?" Tabby asked.

"It's nozzing. I'll see you later." Kurt said, and hung up the phone.

Kurt spent most of the rest of the day avoiding Kitty. She was continually trying to pull him into empty rooms and dark corners. She had the perfect power to show up anywhere he might be. Luckily, Kurt had the perfect power to avoid her. Anytime she had tried to trap him, he'd simply teleport away. He couldn't understand why he was acting this way. If Kitty had given him this kind of attention three months ago, he could have died a happy blue elf. Confused thoughts about Kitty and Tabby filled his head, and he spent most of the day thinking inside his room when he wasn't hiding from Kitty.

Tabby spent the day confused as well. She had finally left the boardinghouse when she realized that Lance just wasn't going to leave her alone. He was knocking on her door every five minutes, asking to be let in, or just talk to her. It seemed like all he wanted to do was be around her. Like Kurt, Tabby would have given anything if it had happened three months ago. Only now, there were these feelings for Kurt. Tabby wasn't so blind that she hadn't realized that she had developed something resembling feelings for Kurt. But they couldn't be as serious as her feelings for Lance. Right?

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Tabby got out of the shower and began to dry herself. She was grateful that none of the other individuals in the boardinghouse ever bathed. Well, grateful for at least one reason. She normally got all of the hot water. Looking at herself in the mirror, she remembered what had happened last night. Lance had seriously, SERIOUSLY come onto her. She had waited for that moment for quite some time now. So what was her problem with it all of a sudden?

There was a knock at the door, and she quickly tied her towel around her before someone barged in.

"Yeah?" she called.

"You almost done in there, Tabby?"

It was Lance.

"Um, not really. I'll be done soon. Why?" she asked.

"Because I need to take a shower." Lance said.

"Well, that's new." Tabby thought. "And here I always thought Kitty was wearing noseplugs."

She shook her head, to get that thought out. That wasn't right. She'd been after Lance for quite some time now, so why had she continually thought rude things about him since last night?

Tabby began brushing her teeth. She had groomed herself fastidiously for tonight. Her clothes were lying on bed, waiting for her. She had taken over an hour just choosing the outfit she would wear. After looking at each outfit, she would find herself wondering what Kurt would think of it. Too slutty? Not revealing enough? What would he like to see her in? Then she wondered why she cared so much. Of course, she had been thinking like that for at least a month now. She wrote it off to the fact that they were having to play "couple" for almost two months, and then she put together her outfit.

Toweling off, she put on her house clothes and opened the door. Lance was waiting there, smoking a cigarette and smiling.

"It's all yours, big boy." She said, not making eye contact with him.

"Hey! I'm hurt!" Lance said, feigning sadness.

"What? Why?" she asked.

"I thought we were supposed to be showering together. Ya know, to save on the water bill." Lance said, coming closer to her.

"We don't pay the water bill." Tabby said, slipping past him and walking to her room.

"So?" he called after her.

Tabby closed the door to her room, and locked it. The last thing that she wanted was him sneaking his way in. At that thought, she had to laugh. That's just what she had wanted two months ago. But now. . .?

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The smell of sulfur and brimstone permeated the air in Kurt's room. He was in such a rush to get dressed that he wasn't even bothering to walk, or even run, from one side of the room to the other. He would simply teleport. He was wearing only a pair of jeans, looking all over his messy room for a shirt to wear. Looking at the clock, he realized that he would have to be leaving soon to pick up Tabby. And Lance. Sighing, he remembered that he would have to be with Lance for a good portion of the evening with Lance. Lying down on his bed, he shook his head.

"This vas a mistake." He said to himself.

His phone began to ring, and Kurt picked it up on the second ring.

"Tabby?" he answered.

"Nooooo." A sultry female voice said.

"Oh. Hello, Kitty." Kurt said, disappointed.

Kitty had been chasing him all over the mansion for most of the day. When Kurt had been taking a shower an hour ago, he had turned off the water and pulled back the shower curtain to find Kitty standing there with a smile on her face. Kurt quickly covered up, grateful for the sheer amount of steam in the room, covering his nudity.

"Just wondering when we're leaving." She had said, advancing on him.

"Just as soon as I get dressed." Kurt had said, and had teleported away.

Now she was on the phone, using what Kurt had come to realize was her "seductive" voice.

"So are you almost ready, Fluffy?" she asked throatily.

"Jah. Meet me down stairs in about five minutes." Kurt said.

"Don't you want to walk me down?" she asked, using her "pouty" voice.

"I'll see you downstairs." Kurt said, hanging up the phone.

He had put off getting dressed for as long as he could, brushing his fur so that there were no knots in it. When he realized how late it was getting, he had begun to rush all over, looking for something to wear. Lying on the bed, Kurt realized that he had better hurry up. Teleporting over to the closet, he finally found a shirt, put it on, and pulled his hair into a ponytail. He looked at himself in the mirror, and for some reason, found himself happy with the way he looked sans imager. He also found himself wishing that he wouldn't have to put it on. After all, Tabby had no problem with the way that he looked. Why should her care if anyone else did?

He teleported into the garage, and found Kitty sitting in the X-Van, waiting for him.

"Hey there." She said in a sing-song voice.

Kurt got a good look at Kitty as he got into the van.

"Mein Gott!" he thought. "Could she vear anyzing more revealing?"

Kitty was wearing not only the shortest skirt that he had ever seen, but was also wearing something that he supposed could pass for a top on a five year old. Of course, he also noticed that she didn't fill it out as well as she thought she did. Cursing himself for the thought, he forced himself to smile at her, and even though he hated lying, he didn't want to ruin the night.

"You look. . .nice tonight, Katzchen." Kurt said, averting his eyes.

"Thanks Fuzzy! So do you." She said.

She leaned over and, almost violently so, turned his head towards her, slipping her tongue into his mouth again. Once more, Kurt found himself uncomfortable with it. There was something about her kiss that he didn't like. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was definitely there. Or, rather, not there. He pulled back as fast as he could without hurting her feelings, and put the van in reverse.

"Kitty, you can't be doing zat tonight." Kurt said.

"Why not?" she asked, teasing him.

"You just. . .can't." Kurt said. "No matter vhat mein feelings are for you, I don't want to hurt Tabby."

"Oh, who cares? Don't worry, Kurt. Everything is going to be perfect after tonight." She said, smiling and looking forward.

"Are you still planning on breaking up viz Lance?" Kurt asked, pulling out of the front gate now.

"You bet. Nothing's, like, gonna get in our way." She said, grabbing his had and holding it.

"Katzchen, I need zat to drive." Kurt said.

She shot him a dirty look and let it go.

"Fine." She said.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. . ."

"No. It's fine. I'm sorry." She said, and quickly grabbed his hand again.

Kurt sighed inwardly, and thought to himself that tonight was going to be very trying.

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Tabby stood outside of the boardinghouse on her tiptoes. She was looking over the rise, watching for Kurt to pull up in the van. Lance was sitting on the steps behind her, watching her and puffing on a cigarette.

"You that excited to see Fur Face?" Lance asked.

"No. No, it's not that." Tabby said.

"Why don't you come sit next to me?" Lance asked, patting the stair next to him.

Tabby walked over and sat down next to him.

"Okay." She said, still watching over the rise.

Lance's smoke drifted into her face, and she coughed.

"Oh. Sorry." He said. He didn't put it out, but merely blew his smoke to his other side.

"So, things good with Blue Boy?" Lance asked.

"Um. . .yeah. Great." She said.

Kurt still hadn't come driving up yet.

"Well, then don't tell him about this." Lance said, leaning over to kiss Tabby.

Tabby closed her eyes, falling into the kiss. She had waited for this for a long time, but. . .he tasted like a cigarette. And did he half to feel her up like that?

"He's, like, practically raping me." Tabby thought.

She took his hands off of her body and put them back at his sides.

"Lance, there's time for this. But not now." Tabby said.

At that moment, Kurt pulled up in front of the boardinghouse with Kitty.

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Kurt looked at Tabby through the windshield. Her face looked flush, and. . .was she spitting on the ground? He frowned, trying to figure out what could possibly be wrong with her.

"You know, she, like, totally has a thing for Lance, right?" Kitty asked.

"You zink so?" Kurt asked absentmindedly.

"Totally. And I'm beginning to think he has a thing for her. Whatever. They're, like, totally perfect for each other." Kitty said, continuing to watch Kurt watch Tabby.

"Oh, jah?" he asked.

"She doesn't deserve you." Kitty said.

She turned to see Lance and Tabby walking towards the van. Kitty's distaste of Lance skyrocketed when she saw the look in his eyes when he looked at Tabby. He looked at her like she was a side of beef and he hadn't eaten in a year.

"He used to look at me like that!" Kitty thought. "And I used to like it! God! Like, totally disgusting!"

Tabby reached the van and stood outside of the passenger side door. Kitty refused to look at her. So, Tabby knocked on the window.

"Hey, Kitty. Mind if I ride next to my boyfriend?" Tabby asked, winking at Kurt.

"I'd better get my head straight." Tabby thought. "Kurt's not really my boyfriend. We're doing this so I can get Lance and he can get "Little Ms. Perfect" there."

"Actually, I really need the leg room, Tabby. Sorry." Kitty said without rolling down the window.

"That's okay, Tabby. We can sit next to each other." Lance said, slyly putting his hand on her butt.

"What in the hell is he thinking?" Tabby thought, slightly offended.

She waited for Lance to open the door for her, but he just stood there with that stupid grin on his face and continued to massage her rear end. Tabby shook her head and opened the door for herself, quickly disengaging from Lance's touch. She scooted across the seat, leaning up to the front to kiss Kurt on the cheek. Kurt couldn't hold back the smile. He looked at her and smiled the genuine smile of "I'm so glad to see you." And then he kissed her on the lips. It was a short kiss, but to Tabby, completely unexpected. She wrote it off to Kurt continuing their guise, and sat back down, ignoring the glare she had received from Kitty. Lance had gotten into the van behind her, and quickly put his hand on her knee.

"Hey, Kitty." Lance said, planting a short, quick kiss on her cheek, which she almost pulled away from.

"Lance." Kitty simply said, barely acknowledging him.

"Hello, Lance." Kurt said stiffly.

Lance simply nodded at Kurt.

Kurt sighed and put the van into gear.

"This is going to be a very long night." Kurt thought unhappily.

He looked in the rearview mirror, and saw Tabby smile at him. Feeling warmth spread through him, he drove off.

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The streets of downtown Bayville were crowded. It seemed as if everyone within a 100-mile radius of the town had decided to go out. Clubs and bars were crowded, as were the movie theater and every restaurant. The X-Van drove idled down the busy streets, passing people walking down the sidewalk. Kurt finally found a place to park, and pulled in. Getting out, he paid the meter for a few hours and waited for everyone to exit the van. Kitty and Lance got out, looking as if they were avoiding each other. Kitty immediately flew to Kurt's side, and Lance hung back, waiting for Tabby to exit the van.

Tabby took her sweet time getting out of the van. She realized only now what a huge mistake this evening truly was. Lance had been pawing her since they had left the boardinghouse. She noticed that Kurt had thrown glances back at her, as if about to ask a question, but Kitty would immediately engage him in conversation. Tabby glared at her. Not that Kitty had noticed. It had seemed that she would only have eyes for Kurt this evening.

"Then again, that's what he wanted." Tabby thought sadly.

Now Kurt and Kitty were walking ahead, Kurt glancing over his shoulder at her. Lance fell into step next to her, his hands in his pockets.

"For a change." Tabby thought snidely.

"So vhere do ve vant to go?" Kurt asked aloud, hanging back so that Tabby and Lance could catch up with him and Kitty.

"What did you just say?" asked Lance, shaking his head.

"Vhere do ve vant to go?" Kurt asked again.

"I don't understand what you're saying. So girls, WHERE to WE WANT to go?" asked Lance, putting emphasis on every word starting with the letter W.

"I hate him." Kurt thought.

"Um, like, I don't know! Where do you want to go, Kurt?" Kitty asked.

"Yeah! WHERE do you WANT to go?" Lance asked, looking at Kurt smugly.

"Shut up, Lance." Tabby said. "Why don't we go to dinner and a movie?"

"Yeah, that sounds totally great." Kitty said, a little too excited.

"Okay, dinner and a movie it is." Kurt said, beginning to hate the night even more.

Tabby sped up and fell in step next to Kurt, taking his arm in her own. Kurt looked down, and rolled his eyes for her. She grinned and squeezed his hand.

"Just a little bit longer, and he'll have what he wants." Tabby thought, smiling. Then she frowned. "And I guess that I will, too."

The four young mutants found themselves outside of an Italian restaurant, waiting for a table. Kurt had held the door open for the girls. It was a simple gesture that he had barely thought about, but for some reason it had touched them. After about thirty minutes of awkward, forced conversations, they were finally seated. At the four top table, Kurt and Lance sat across from each other, and so did Kitty and Tabby. After ordering, the four sat there, looking from one to the other. Lance and Kurt did their best to try to avoid the other at all costs, and as far as each was concerned, the other wasn't there.

They talked about school, music, and movies over dinner, skirting the obvious conversations about their relationships. Every once in a awhile, Kurt or Tabby would feel someone's hand on their leg or arm, and sure enough, it would be Kitty or Lance (respectively). The tension between Kurt and Kitty was extremely tangible, and Tabby found herself embarrassed by being there. She thought that she had no right to be there to witness Kitty throwing herself at Kurt. It was as if the girl was in heat, and it was awkward to watch.

Every once in awhile, and argument would break out between Lance and Kitty, both keeping hushed, quiet tones. But the animosity between them was palpable. Kurt and Tabby certainly noticed it. Finally, both just quit talking to each other, and settled for talking to the opposite sex of the other couple.

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After dinner, the four teens walked a couple of blocks to the movie theater. It was a busy night, and the four stood in line, waiting to get tickets. Tabby tried to stay away from Kurt, to give him and Kitty time together, but it seemed as if Kurt wouldn't let her. He was still holding her hand. Once inside the movie theater, they all realized their mistake. They got to the movie too late. The movie hadn't started, but the seating was a joke. They wouldn't be able to sit together in a group of four. They would have to separate and sit in pairs. Tabby didn't even have to time to suggest who sat with who before Kitty was dragging Kurt away to a pair of seats. Tabby's heart sunk a little more as Kurt watched her over his shoulder, like a man being dragged to his death. Lance took her hand, and pulled her towards the seats in the front of the theater. Kurt and Kitty were sitting in the back.

Kurt was as uncomfortable as ever, as ever during the movie. Kitty grasped her hand in his, but all he could do was think about Tabby.

Down in front, all Tabby could do was think about Kurt.

"I'm telling her after the movie is over." Thought Kurt. "I'm telling her how I feel."

The only problem was, Kurt didn't know exactly what he felt for her. The one thing that he did know was that something wasn't right between him and Kitty, and he didn't think that he could deal with it. Looking down at Lance and Tabby, he saw Lance rubbing her leg, and could almost feel the growl wanting to come out.

Tabby looked over her shoulder at Kurt, feeling a pang of jealousy when she saw his hand in Kitty's. Lance wasn't even paying attention to the movie. He seemed so much more intent on "sexing her up." Closing her eyes, she turned around and focused on the movie.

"Kurt wants Kitty. He doesn't want you. Kurt wants Kitty. He doesn't want you. Kurt wants Kitty. He doesn't want you. You don't deserve a guy as great as Kurt. You deserve a guy like Lance. You don't deserve Kurt." Tabby began repeating to herself.

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Okay, well, sorry that the end of the chapter isn't up to snuff, but I think it's pretty "okay." I have to get this chapter up soon, because soon I'll be too busy with "life." Anyhow, I should have the next chapter up sometime after this weekend, so please stay with me here. I think that there's only one or two chapters left. We'll see. It seems like every time I say that, I write five more chapters. I'm suffering from major writers block, so hopefully you'll see me soon. I'm trying to think about some other cartoons/movies/books/comics that I can write fan fics of. Any ideas? I tried writing a Pirates of the Caribbean fic, but that failed miserably.

Later.