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.

NOTE: IF WHEN YOU READ CH 8 AND 9 THEY SEEMED REALLY SHORT, GO BACK AND READ THEM AGAIN. LOADING WAS SCREWING UP.

Urgh! School is evil (the adjective, not me)!! It keeps me from my beloved fanfics not just during school hours, oh no, that would be too nice. It also much enjoys burdening me with such a grand amount of homework that I almost never have time to write without my conscience bothering me horribly. Bah. Bah, I say!!

Anyway, people were asking why Rogue didn't have headaches too, and why Gambit wanted to kiss Kitty's body.

Answer to question #1: I don't know. Rogue will get the headaches, but not as soon as Kitty. Maybe cause Rogue's body was the one that stimulated the change, Kitty would change fastest (being the one in Rogue's body). But, seriously, I just felt like it. I'm the writer, I can do whatever I want!! Wait... I can do whatever I want... Note to self: write fic with yourself and Logan, and make it reality.

Okay, Answer to question #2: because it's twoo wuv!! Gambit's in love with Rogue's soul, and it being in Kitty's body just changes the physical package, and he's in it for the spiritual connection. If you're not satisfied, I shall again remind you I am the writer, and everything I say is right.

Now, on to the chapter...

************************

Gambit cradled Rogue in his arms. It had been almost an hour since the pains came on, and she only whimpered in agony. Now, however, she was silent, clutching at the front of his shirt. He stroked her hair gently, and kissed her forehead, trying his best to comfort her as she fought the darkness that offered to rid her of the pain.

Every now and then, she would speak, gasping for breath. She'd already said his name twice, but Kitty's she just kept repeating over and over. All this time, she just kept thinking this wasn't right. It wasn't right at all; she wasn't supposed to feel like this. It hadn't been this bad during the first change, and this one was gradual. It wasn't supposed to be this bad...

~ ~ ~

Logan growled as he floored the accelerator in the X-Van. Jean and Scott sat next to him, clinging to each other. They both had terrified looks on their faces. Being in the car with Logan was almost as bead as being in a fight with him. The end result was never pretty. Only Kitty mentioned with any vehicle could generate more fear. At the thought of Kitty, they both looked back at her.

She was sprawled out in the backseat, her head resting in Lance's lap. He was looking down at her, concern and fear written all over his face. The fear, of course, was from being in the same car as Logan. The concern, though, was from Kitty's silence. She had just stopped screaming, stopped whimpering. She would only lie there with clenched teeth and knuckles white from their hold on Lance's hands.

Jean and Scott turned back to that they were facing forwards. Scott caught Jean's eye, and covered her hand with his. She blushed, but turned her hand over so that it clasped his. Startled by a bump from a pothole, they let go and concentrated on holding onto something for dear life. Jean looked back to see Kitty being jostled, and used her telepathy to keep the girl still. She didn't need any outside stimuli to distract her.

Scott looked out the front, and saw they were almost there. Taking a few deep breaths, he prepared to face Rogue. He had been an idiot, and he hated himself even more than she probably did, but he still had to see her.

The car squealed to a stop, and everyone leaped from the car, Jean making up the rear, levitating Kitty in front of her. Turning a corner, Logan skidded to a halt, taken aback by the sight he beheld. Gambit was holding Rogue in his arms almost... it seemed... it was lovingly. Looking past this, Logan decided to concentrate instead on the fact that Rogue was in pain.

** SNIKT **

Gambit looked up, but wasn't at all moved by the X-Men (plus one Brotherhood member) standing before him. He simply looked back down.

"What didja do to her, bub?" Logan snarled, ready to leap.

Gambit snapped his head up at this comment. "Gambit did none of dis. It was you. You did dis to her. De X-Men gave her touch, and now dey be taking it away. You are de criminals." He glared horribly at them all, then turned back to Rogue as her eyes began to flutter.

"Ugh..." Everyone's attention was drawn to Kitty, as she rubbed her head. "It hurts..."

Slowly, Jean lowered her to the ground, and she was able to stand by herself, only slightly dazed. Then, everyone looked at Rogue as, groaning, she pushed off the ground and got her feet. Stumbling, they slowly walked toward each other, gaining speed and strength as they got closer.

Finally, when they were within two feet of each other, they both reached out their right hands, and touched their palms together. They stood there silently for a few seconds as nothing happened. Then, they both just shook their heads and stumbled backwards.

"Whoa," Rogue muttered, shaking her head. She looked up, and saw Kitty. But it wasn't just Kitty, it was Kitty in Kitty's body. "Ah'm... Ah'm back!" Rogue breathed in disbelief. "Ah'm back! Ah'm me! Ah'm me!"

"And I am too!" Kitty squealed, looking down and absorbing the bare skin and small shoes and slightly closer ground. "Look! My legs! They, like, don't have any cloths on them! And my hands! Rogue, this a great sundress."

"Tha's why Ah picked it out!" They both looked at each other and grinned, then ran together and hugged.

"I'm so sorry, Rogue. I, like, totally respect your situation now. I understand, and I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Kitty. And Ah won' say ya don' have it easy, but life isn' cake for you either."

They let go, and both rubbed tears from their eyes. Instinctively, Kitty moved to push her hair behind her ears, but it wasn't there. She laughed sadly, trying to get a look at her bangs.

"I'm never going to be able to get used to this."

"Hey, it looks good," Rogue rationed, trying to escape whatever there may be of Kitty's wrath, but she was only met by a feeble smile. Turning away from Kitty, Rogue ran to Gambit. He caught her around the waist, and spun her around. He moved to kiss her, and she almost did as well, but then she remembered. Thrusting a gloved hand in front of his face, she shook her finger at him and hugged him.

Meanwhile, Kitty turned to her rescue squad. Logan was growling under his breath at Rogue and Gambit, obviously using all his will power to restrain himself. Jean and Scott were smiling, but they were pretty removed from the scene. Lance smiled shyly at her, and rubbed the back of his head, messing up his hair a bit.

"Uh, Kitty..." he said, looking away. "I was just helping out... I can leave now." He turned, but she caught him by the wrist, as he often did to her, and pulled him back to her. Kissing him coyly on the cheek, she ran over to Jean and Scott, hugging them and babbling.

"Look at this! I can touch you! See? I can touch your face! And no gloves... and no stockings..." Lance smirked, and started walking home. He knew he would be remembered later, but now wasn't his time.

Finally giving in, Logan stalked over to Gambit and Rogue, who were just blissful in each other's company.

"Alright, bub. Let go of the girl. We're leaving, Rogue." He moved so he was standing behind Rogue, making the most intimidating face he could in an attempt to scare Gambit away.

"Cool it, Mutt," Gambit said smoothly, running his hand through Rogue's hair. She gave him a quick peck, and turned and walked back with Logan to the Van. Gambit reeled slightly from the kiss. It was amazing: dangerous and thrilling. He smirked and walked away in the other direction. He would get more someday.

They loaded into the Van; Scott was driving this time, thankfully. Kitty and Rogue sat in the back with Logan. He growled at them both, then turned his attentions to Rogue.

"I don't trust 'im."

"Who? Gambit?"

"No, Scott," he said sarcastically, then considered. "Actually, I don' trust him very much now either. You know, Scott," he directed toward the front seat, "I can smell it sometimes when you're lyin', and you were lying bad earlier."

"Heh..." Scott muttered, crouching down over the wheel a bit, and concentrating almost too much on his driving.

Logan turned back to Rogue. "I won' tell the Professor, though. He'll probably find out anyway, but I won' tell 'im."

"Thanks, Logan," Rogue said. She had been scared about getting in trouble, but now that Logan was almost on her side, she wasn't so worried anymore.

The Van pulled into the Institute, and Kitty and Rogue smiled at each other. Blowing off training and watching three hours of TV was the perfect way to end the day.

Check out my other stories here: www.geocities.com/x_grls

Or e-mail me here: x_grls@yahoo.com

Author's note: Okay. I think there will be one more chapter left. Kind of a little "where are they now?" thing. I was really tired when I wrote this, so it might not make that much sense, and I don't really like it as much as the other chapters anyway. But, it's the ending (minus epilogue) so, a guess the deceleration after the climax just makes the chapters a little boring. Anyway, read and review, and I'll finish up as quickly as I can!