The Dance
~*~
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
-Alanis Morissette
~*~
Pete listened to Kitty crying for a full minute after Scott left before getting up and going to her room. He knocked. "What?" she called. Not bothering to respond he merely opened her door. "Wisdom, what do you want?" He sat down and softly wiped one tear away.
"He ain't worth it," Pete told her gruffly before leaving. Kitty looked at the door after he left feeling confused.
Later
Kitty finally emerged from her room for dinner. She sat in her usual seat between Rogue and Jubilee. She ate her salad in silence. "Professor, Rogue and I were wondering if we and some of the others could go to a club tonight," Jubilee said.
"As long as you bring at least one of the instructors," the professor said.
"I'll go," Remy said not surprising anyone.
"Allow me to rephrase," the professor said knowing that the demonic eyed mutant would not have his mind on the kids. "As long as you bring at least one of the *other* instructors."
"I'll baby-sit the kids," Pete said shrugging. "I have nothin' better t' do tonight."
"We're not children, Mr. Wisdom," Kitty said her brown eyes flashing. "We don't need to be babysat."
"Sure, Pryde," Pete said standing after he finished his meal. He patted her on the head as he passed by.
"Let's go get ready," Rogue said jumping up. Kitty followed her still seething. Jubilee bounced upstairs getting into her usual clubbing clothes, a halter-top and a mini skirt that was so short it could almost double as underwear. Rogue wore a tank-top with a sheer over shirt, and a black knee length skirt.
"Now, let's help Kitty get ready," Jubilee said with an almost evil smile. She got out a tank top and held it up to her friend. "You'd look great in this!"
"Jubes, there's no way," Kitty said shaking her head as Jubilee got out a miniskirt the same length that she was wearing. Jubilee sighed and got out a skirt that came to mid-calf.
"That better?"
"I guess." Kitty got into the clothes her friend had picked out. Rogue held out a pair of leather boots that came to mid thigh. Sighing Kitty slipped on the boots.
"You look great!" Rogue exclaimed happily.
"Very sexy," Jubilee told her.
"I don't want sexy," Kitty said nervously.
"Pete's going to be all over you," Jubilee said.
"You're not helping your case," Kitty said. Rogue grabbed her friend's arm dragging her out of the room.
"Ah, chere, you look tres belle," Remy said taking a gloved hand and kissing it. Rogue blushed a little at the contact.
"Merci, monsieur Lebeau," Rogue said with a smile. She and Remy left first on his motorcycle. Bobby, Jubilee, John and Amara took Jubilee's new sport's car. This left Kitty stuck with Pete. He opened her door for her causing her to stare at him in surprise.
"I have manner's, Pryde," he said slightly irritated. He got in on the other side. The two drove to the club in silence. He got out and once again opened the door for her. She watched him warily as she got out. They walked to her friends who were waiting at the entrance. Kitty walked straight out to the dance floor. Pete sat down ordering some scotch and watching Kitty covertly.
He was surprised when she walked over to him. "Dance with me?" He looked up at her for a second.
"Um, Pryde, I don't dance," Pete told her.
"Why not?" she pouted.
"Don' know how." A new song began and Kitty grabbed his arm pulling him up.
"It's a slow song. It's easy." She pulled him onto the dance floor stepping into his arms, which instinctively wrapped around her waist. She placed her hands loosely around his neck. "Just move to the beat."
~*~
"I wonder how you sleep
I wonder what you think of me
If I could go back
Would you have ever been with me?"
~*~
Kitty laid her head on his chest breathing in his scent: alcohol, tobacco, and an after-shave she couldn't quite place. She sighed contentedly as he moved with her. She was surprised at how right this felt.
~*~
"I want you to be uneased
I want you to remember
I want you to believe in me
I want you on my side
Come on and
Lay it down"
~*~
Pete closed his eyes laying his head on top of his inhaling the soft vanilla scent of her hair. /Damn,/ he thought. /How am I going to go through with this? I barely know this girl but . . ./ He shook his head. /I can't do this anymore. Why did I come here? I'm going to lead them straight to everyone./
~*~
"I've always been with you
Here and now
Give all that's within you
Be my savior
And I'll be your downfall"
~*~
/I can't stay,/ he decided. /I can't put her . . . them in danger anymore./ Kitty looked up at him and smiled.
"See, it's not so hard."
"It's not," he agreed.
~*~
"Here we go again
Ashamed of being broken in
We're getting off-track
I want to get you back
Again
I want you to trouble me
I wanted you to linger
Yeah, I want you to agree with me
I want so much so bad"
~*~
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
-Alanis Morissette
~*~
Pete listened to Kitty crying for a full minute after Scott left before getting up and going to her room. He knocked. "What?" she called. Not bothering to respond he merely opened her door. "Wisdom, what do you want?" He sat down and softly wiped one tear away.
"He ain't worth it," Pete told her gruffly before leaving. Kitty looked at the door after he left feeling confused.
Later
Kitty finally emerged from her room for dinner. She sat in her usual seat between Rogue and Jubilee. She ate her salad in silence. "Professor, Rogue and I were wondering if we and some of the others could go to a club tonight," Jubilee said.
"As long as you bring at least one of the instructors," the professor said.
"I'll go," Remy said not surprising anyone.
"Allow me to rephrase," the professor said knowing that the demonic eyed mutant would not have his mind on the kids. "As long as you bring at least one of the *other* instructors."
"I'll baby-sit the kids," Pete said shrugging. "I have nothin' better t' do tonight."
"We're not children, Mr. Wisdom," Kitty said her brown eyes flashing. "We don't need to be babysat."
"Sure, Pryde," Pete said standing after he finished his meal. He patted her on the head as he passed by.
"Let's go get ready," Rogue said jumping up. Kitty followed her still seething. Jubilee bounced upstairs getting into her usual clubbing clothes, a halter-top and a mini skirt that was so short it could almost double as underwear. Rogue wore a tank-top with a sheer over shirt, and a black knee length skirt.
"Now, let's help Kitty get ready," Jubilee said with an almost evil smile. She got out a tank top and held it up to her friend. "You'd look great in this!"
"Jubes, there's no way," Kitty said shaking her head as Jubilee got out a miniskirt the same length that she was wearing. Jubilee sighed and got out a skirt that came to mid-calf.
"That better?"
"I guess." Kitty got into the clothes her friend had picked out. Rogue held out a pair of leather boots that came to mid thigh. Sighing Kitty slipped on the boots.
"You look great!" Rogue exclaimed happily.
"Very sexy," Jubilee told her.
"I don't want sexy," Kitty said nervously.
"Pete's going to be all over you," Jubilee said.
"You're not helping your case," Kitty said. Rogue grabbed her friend's arm dragging her out of the room.
"Ah, chere, you look tres belle," Remy said taking a gloved hand and kissing it. Rogue blushed a little at the contact.
"Merci, monsieur Lebeau," Rogue said with a smile. She and Remy left first on his motorcycle. Bobby, Jubilee, John and Amara took Jubilee's new sport's car. This left Kitty stuck with Pete. He opened her door for her causing her to stare at him in surprise.
"I have manner's, Pryde," he said slightly irritated. He got in on the other side. The two drove to the club in silence. He got out and once again opened the door for her. She watched him warily as she got out. They walked to her friends who were waiting at the entrance. Kitty walked straight out to the dance floor. Pete sat down ordering some scotch and watching Kitty covertly.
He was surprised when she walked over to him. "Dance with me?" He looked up at her for a second.
"Um, Pryde, I don't dance," Pete told her.
"Why not?" she pouted.
"Don' know how." A new song began and Kitty grabbed his arm pulling him up.
"It's a slow song. It's easy." She pulled him onto the dance floor stepping into his arms, which instinctively wrapped around her waist. She placed her hands loosely around his neck. "Just move to the beat."
~*~
"I wonder how you sleep
I wonder what you think of me
If I could go back
Would you have ever been with me?"
~*~
Kitty laid her head on his chest breathing in his scent: alcohol, tobacco, and an after-shave she couldn't quite place. She sighed contentedly as he moved with her. She was surprised at how right this felt.
~*~
"I want you to be uneased
I want you to remember
I want you to believe in me
I want you on my side
Come on and
Lay it down"
~*~
Pete closed his eyes laying his head on top of his inhaling the soft vanilla scent of her hair. /Damn,/ he thought. /How am I going to go through with this? I barely know this girl but . . ./ He shook his head. /I can't do this anymore. Why did I come here? I'm going to lead them straight to everyone./
~*~
"I've always been with you
Here and now
Give all that's within you
Be my savior
And I'll be your downfall"
~*~
/I can't stay,/ he decided. /I can't put her . . . them in danger anymore./ Kitty looked up at him and smiled.
"See, it's not so hard."
"It's not," he agreed.
~*~
"Here we go again
Ashamed of being broken in
We're getting off-track
I want to get you back
Again
I want you to trouble me
I wanted you to linger
Yeah, I want you to agree with me
I want so much so bad"
