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Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, no matter how much I want them to be. Now, the plot idea is Freaky Friday's, I figure I should give them credit too. I saw the movie. It wasn't that bad. Some annoying girls got up and danced at the end. They were only a couple of years (at most) younger than I am. I'm glad I'm not that strange. Okay, lastly, Kitty's new haircut is totally mine, and it can be seen on my web site in the sketches section!
So, evidently the last chapter was a short chapter, which is strange because it is the longest of them all. You all seem to want longer chapters, so I shall do my best. This may be the last chapter. If it's not, there will be only one or two more. I started it out as a short story, and thus it shall remain, though Kitty may appear in future stories with the same haircut (what can I say? I just love that drawing!)
I am writing this in an attempt to summon eviler from the depths of my features, because I just got home from school, and evil reigns there.
Alright! I know what I'm going to do! Enjoy!
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Kitty stormed out to the field, where the track team was just finishing up their practice. Jean was still out on the field, though, trying to break her own record for shot-put.
Sighing, Kitty collapsed onto the bleachers. Jean was an extreme over-achiever, so they would probably be there until Jean was fully satisfied with her day's accomplishments. Reaching into Rogue's backpack, she found a book: Crime and Punishment. Turning to the beginning, she began to read, and was immediately engulfed in the story. Before she got too far, however, her head was torn apart by an unbelievable piercing headache.
Kitty jumped to her feet, screaming and clutching at her head. Shocked, Jean turned toward the shriek, dropping the shot-put she had just been about to hurl onto Duncan Matthew's foot. He howled in pain, and jumped about as Taryn tried to calm him, but Jean paid him no heed.
Running, she grabbed Kitty round the shoulders and began leading her to her car. "What's going on?" she whispered concernedly.
"Ah... Can't... Breath!" Kitty choked out through clenched teeth, as white knuckles pulled at her hair. "Mah... Head!"
"God," Jean muttered, pulling Kitty along even faster. "I doubt even the professor would have let you out if he knew this would happen. Chances are he knows, though, so Mr. McCoy will be there to help you as soon as we arrive."
Kitty nodded, but wasn't reassured. She felt as though her head was being torn apart. Her sight gave way, as did her legs, and she crumbled to the ground. Her uncontrollable screams drew a crowd, just as before in the lunchroom. Lance emerged, having pushed himself to the front.
Scooping Kitty into his arms, careful not to touch her skin, he followed Jean through the parking lot, and laid Kitty down in the back seat. Without a word to Jean, he jumped into the passenger seat, and twisted around so he could watch Kitty. Reaching back, he gave her his hand, and the squeezed it mercilessly the entire way. Her screams echoed through the minds of Lance and Jean as her mind and sight were constantly pierced by a light, then lost in darkness before the lightning came again.
Arriving at the Institute, Lance took her up in his arms again and ran up the front steps, where Xavier and Mr. McCoy were nowhere to be found. Jean scanned the manor quickly, and found Logan in Xavier's study. Running to him, Lance placed Kitty on the sofa as Logan looked on suspiciously, and Jean tried to explain.
"They're switching back, Logan! And I think it's even worse than Mr. McCoy could ever have imagined!" Jean was almost frantic at this point. "Look at her," she pointed back at Kitty, "you'd think she was dying, and for all we know she could be!"
"Calm down," Logan growled. "McCoy and Xavier are gone: something with Mystique. Hank told me that in case of the freak chance that this might happen, all we got to do is get them near each other. He explained it to me, but I don't get all that nonsense he blabs about. All I know is we got to get them together."
"Great, where's Rogue?"
"Ain't she with you?"
"No, she came home with Scott right after school-" She cut off her sentence quickly and whipped her head around as she heard wheels screech to a halt in front of the Institute. "...Or maybe he's just getting home now. Without her."
A second later Scott burst through the doors. "Gambit kidnapped Rogue!" he blurted out, not waiting for encouragement to tell his tale. "We were driving here right after school, and he stopped us and grabbed her and just took off. I tried to follow him, but couldn't. That's why I'm so late.
"Great. Rescue mission it is." Logan stalked off to put on his uniform. Lance was kneeling beside Kitty, continuing to hold her hand, and trying to calm her down and ease her pain. He had long ago sought out the kitchen, and was holding a wet rag to her forehead.
Looking over Lance and Kitty quickly to make sure they weren't paying any attention to her, Jean grabbed Scott's arm and pulled him aside.
"What do you think you're doing?" she scolded.
"What do you mean?" he asked, avoiding her glance. "I'm just trying to help."
"Yeah right. Telepath, remember?" she reminded him, pointing to her head. "Scott, what the hell is wrong with you? This isn't you."
"Maybe it is! You don't know me." He crossed his arms and turned away from her.
She looked confused for a moment, then laughed. "So that's what this is about? You want to try and be the bad boy? Scott, don't be an idiot. They switched bodies for only a day. They didn't get a chance to start over, and you don't either. And if you did, you still couldn't be the bad boy; it's not who you are!"
"How the hell do you know? I'm tired of it all Jean! I'm tired of everyone turning to me and expecting me to be the responsible one when I really just want to run away or tell a joke or something. I'm tired of being the model, and I'm tired of waiting for you!"
"What?" Jean was caught unawares by the last one.
"I'm been waiting for you for years, and now you're finally starting to recognize me, but it's not enough! I'm a guy, Jean. I can't just stand here and wait for you to stop being mature and oblivious."
"Mature and oblivious? Scott, I'm just waiting for you!"
Scott stopped, and just looked at her, lost for words. Finally coming to a decision, he grabbed her hand, and tried to kiss her, but she pushed him away.
"Stop it Scott!" she squealed. "We may have things resolved here, but that doesn't change to fact that you really screwed up royally with Rogue. She's never going to forgive you for this."
He pulled his hand away, and looked at the corner, ashamed. "I don't know what I'm going to do..." he muttered.
At that moment, Logan walked back into the room. "C'mon, gang. Let's go." Looking down with distrust at the Brotherhood member, he grunted, "Pick her up and let's go. We need to get them together as soon as possible. Now, Scott," he said, turning to Scott, "Where was Gambit headed when you lost him?"
"Lookout Point. And he wasn't heading anywhere, he was there. I left Rogue with him there, but he did threaten me."
That's not the whole truth Jean thought to Scott.
Yeah, well, it's the closest I'm going to be able to get with Logan without getting my head torn apart
"Great, let's go," Logan growled, and led the strange procession out of Xavier's office and to the X-Van.
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Rogue sat beside Remy with her eyes closed. "I can feel it coming," she said. "I can feel myself turning back into her faster and faster. It won't be much longer now." She turned so that she was facing him. "I won't be me anymore then. Or, at least, this body won't be mine. Kitty might be freaked out a bit to find herself with you... but don't worry."
"So, you are going to lose your touch, no?" he asked, stroking her cheek with one finger. Smiling at him saucily, she nodded, confirming his fears. "Den, we must make tha best of dis time."
He weaved his arms underneath hers, bringing her closer so that she was cradled in his arms. Smiling, he kissed her, more deeply and more passionately than before, exploring all the wonders of her mouth with his tongue. Pulling back away, he left her breathless as he continued kissing her down her neck, then traveling back upward. He nibbled her ear playfully, and she pulled away coyly before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself up so that she straddled him. Giving him a small peck on the forehead, she pulled back to see him grinning devilishly at her before pushing her over into the grass, covering her in kisses.
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Author's note: Um... yeah... It seems that this was the chapter in which Scott's actions were explained. Thank evil for that. Eviler got the second part, and evidently she can't get passed the kissing scenes (because they're just so cute!), so hopefully it's not overdone! Ciao for now!