Chapter 19: Get your Freak On!

The Professor had decided, only god knew why, to throw a party for the institute students.

Of course, Storm coming out of her coma might have been the reason.

Anyways, tracking down a D.J. would have been a problem, if not for Wolverine's rather effective nose.

That, and his claws.

By the time the arrangements with the D.J. were made, the Professor and Sensei had, by means only they knew, gotten all the materials for the party together, and were already decorating.

How the Professor was helping, only Sensei knew.

However, none of the teenagers were worried about those details. They had a party being thrown that night, Storm was out of her coma, and they had a full day off from any sort of training. Therefore, they celebrated in the best way possible. A game of Mutantball, followed by swimming.

The Mutantball game was X-Men vs. New Mutants, and much to the X-Men's dismay, they were being creamed. (AN: I'm not to sure about the real version, but in this one, the Telekinetic's can't use their power to do anything but throw the ball faster or harder, and swing harder with the bat. Because then it becomes unfair to everyone else if they can do whatever they want.)

Jean was pitching, and was, unfortunately for the X-Men, predictable.  Kyle was presently at bat, for the third time that inning. And it was only inning three.

As Jean sent the ball at Kyle, he listened to it's path through the air, and....

Bam!

The ball went left of Jean, and straight through the air for about ten feet. It finally hit the ground, and continued rolling past Scott.

Rahne reached home plate, just before Kurt received the ball.  Her run made the score 30 to 14.

Kyle shook his head at First; this game had lost all qualities of amusing when the score hit 20-9.  If the X-Men didn't rally soon, the New Mutant's might just walk out of the game.

About one inning latter, the New Mutants left the game, the score standing at 43 to 18.

The teenager mutants walked into the mansion through the sitting room, since they weren't allowed into the Rec Room.   They quickly entered the Dorm wing, grabbed their suits, and then headed to the changing rooms attached to the pool.

The mutant teenagers poured out of the changing rooms, intent on a dip in the pool.

However, the girls stopped for a minute to goggle at Kyle. They knew he was muscular, after all his training, he had to be. But knowing doesn't prepare for seeing.

Kyle smirked at him, then climbed onto the diving board.  He reached the end, walking slowly, then dived off, jackknifing the water.

After that, there were several hours of fun in the sun, and pool.  Finally, after much horsing (and wolfing) around, the teens got out of the pool, and headed inside to prepare for the party that evening.

Kyle had just finished putting on his clothing, which he had asked Dr. McCoy to assist with.  He was wearing a nice navy blue shirt, and a pair of khaki carpenter pants.

Bobby applauded slowly, "You'll knock Amara's eyes out of their sockets looking like that."

Kyle shook his head, and simply left the room.

Meanwhile, the aforementioned fire-throwing mutant was presently fretting over her clothing choice.  After heavy deliberation, she had chosen a crimson blouse, with loose sleeves that fell to just above the elbow, and a black, leather miniskirt.  She was wearing a pair of ankle-high combat-boots, with a light dusting of base, and a little bit of light red eye shadow.

"Why oh why did I agree to let Rogue help me with my make up."

Rahne smiled, "Because, she's probably the only person in the institute who would be able to match a color to your eyes and hair now.  Besides, it actually doesn't look that bad."

Rahne herself was wearing a similar outfit, except that her blouse was blue, and her hair was, for once, not in pigtails.

Amara sighed, "Your right. Let's go."

The two teenagers left their room, and headed towards the rec room.

Upon arrival they stopped in the doorway, and stared.

The walls were covered in spray-on string, and ribbons hung from the roof.  The D.J. booth was set up in one corner, and there was a dance area set up in the middle of the floor.  Against the far wall there resided a snack table, and the seating from half the house must have been moved to accommodate the chairs around the walls.  The lights in the room were at half power, and, over all, the effect was impressive.

Kyle was sitting in one of the aforementioned chairs, listening to the music being pumped out by the D.J. while they waited for the remaining students.  Bobby was by the Snack table, and Amara made a mental note not to take anything from it.

"Bobby isn't doing anything with the snacks," Said Kyle, "I threatened to have a one-on-one Shadow stalk with him if he did."

Amara and Rahne both winced.  Shadow Stalks were not fun when it was a group; one person was bound to be embarrassing.

He smiled, "I wouldn't do it, but he doesn't know that."

The two girls shook their heads, and sat down in a pair of chairs. Rahne conveniently contrived it so that Amara would have to sit next to Kyle.

Amara blushed, and turned to glare at her roommate, who grinned wolfishly.

Soon, all the students had arrived, and the D.J. began the party.

"All right Kids, let's get this show rolling. I'm Jack, and I'll be your D.J. tonight.  Let's see if this place can take what we're about to give it. Cause this is going to be the loudest party to hit the earth until next Millennium."

The music began, and the dancing soon followed.  Kyle grinned, thankful for the earplugs that Dr. McCoy had contrived.  "For when you have to go into a loud area." He had put it. Well, no better test than a teenage party.

Once again, the institute was amazed by Kyle's ability to turn martial arts to dancing, but he did it.

Eventually, Jack came on again, "The next one's a slow song, so get your partners ready."

(AN: Crewman: Cap'n; sensors are detecting an object off the starboard side.

Cap'n: On screen.

Crewman: What is that

Science Officer: It appears to be a giant rabbit.

Crewman: What's that on the side?

Engineer: It's writing.  It says, Lancitty, Amyle, Rahm, and Jubby.

That's right people; the fluff following this is enough to be picked up by the Enterprise! Which I don't own.)

Lance drew Kitty close, placing his hands on her hips, as she laced her hands behind his neck.  At the sight of this, Scott and Jean both glared, even though they were close enough that, if they were any closer, this fic would require an R rating.

Bobby found Jubilee, and, as Rahne and Amara watched, he bowed over her hand, and whispered.

"May I have this dance?"

Jubilee giggled, and nodded, grabbing his hand.

Sam and Kyle walked over, and Sam said to Rahne, blushing the entire time.

"Wauld yah laike tah dance?"

Rahne smiled, and stood, grabbing Sam's arm.

"O course, laddie. I been waitin' fer yeh ta ask me, I 'ave."

Kyle grinned at that, and Bobby and Sam both rolled their eyes at their blind friend.

"Ask her, before I freeze you."

Kyle shook his head at his friend, and walked over to Amara. He lightly took her hand, and gently kissed the fingers.

"Would you do me the honor of this dance."

Amara smiled, "Of course, who else would I."

Kyle smiled as he offered her his arm, but inside he sighed a sigh of relief.

Go on and close, the curtains

Cause all we need, is candlelight

Kyle hesitantly placed his hands on Amara's shoulders.  She smiled, and put her hands around his neck.  Feeling this, Kyle slipped his hands down to a more comfortable location; finally letting them settle at the small of her back. The two began slowly rocking side-to-side, taking half steps every now and then.

Jubilee smiled as she settled her arms around Bobby's neck, and placed her head against his chest. Bobby smiled as he rested his hands on her back, just inside of the shoulder-blades. They two fell into a rocking motion.

Sam watched the young lady in front of him, fighting a blush.  She smiled, and shook her head, as she placed his hands at her waist, and put her hands on his shoulders.  Slowly, she began to rock from side to side, and he began to settle into the pattern as well.

You and me, and a bottle of wine,

going to hold you tonight

Lance held Kitty tighter as he saw Jean and Scott glare. Kitty looked up, "What's wrong?"

He smiled down at her, "Nothing, Kitty-Kat, just a couple of slowpokes who are jealous of us because we could get our act together."

Kitty smiled, and nuzzled her head into Lance's chest.

Jubilee smiled, and sighed softly, as she and Bobby swayed to the music.  This feels so... right.

Kyle and Amara continued their swaying, Amara's hands playing gently with Kyle's braid.

"You like the braid."

Amara smiled, "And the feather, nice touch."

He shook his head, sending the braid gently bobbing around, "thanks."

Sam was quickly getting comfortable, but Rahne decided that it was time to move it up, and slipped her arms around his neck, and drew in, forcing him to put his arms at the small of her back.

Well we know, I'm going away,

And how I wish... Wish it weren't so.

Lance looked down as Kitty nuzzled his chest. If anyone ever hurt her, they would pay for it... most dearly.

Bobby kissed the top of Jubilee's head, and she sighed.  He then lightly ran a finger down her spine, causing her to shiver.

Kyle and Amara's slow swaying continued, and, as they continued, Amara slowly felt her body molding to his.

Sam quickly fought passed his embarrassment at Rahne's actions, and continued their swaying motion.

So take this wine, and drink with me

Let's delay our misery.

Lance smiled, and knew that, while the rest of Brotherhood weren't certain about what to do, he had decided at that precise moment what he would do.

"Stop it," Jubilee said, lightly slapping Bobby's butt.  He laughed, and kissed her forehead.

Kyle and Amara felt an incredible feeling of happiness suffuse them. A confidence that, no matter the circumstances, they would always be together.

Sam and Rahne continued their dance, Rahne becoming progressively bolder, her and her wolf for once, in total accord about what to do about her mate.

Save Tonight,

And fight the Break of Dawn

Come tomorrow,

Tomorrow I'll be gone.

Kitty took a deep breath of Lance's smell.  He had an earthy scent to him, gently mixed with sweat and the smell of well-worn leather.

Jubilee shivered again at Bobby's kiss. "Didn't we have this discussion just yesterday?"

Kyle held the young lady to him, his grip light.  If she didn't want to be that close to him, he wasn't about to make her.

Sam blushed again as Rahne moved in closer still, a slight gleam to her eye that appeared only when she and the wolf agreed about something.

There's a log, on the fire

And it burns, like me for you

Kitty sighed, and smiled up at Lance.

Bobby chuckled, "Yep. As I recall, Tabby walked in, wondering where you were, and found you on the floor."

Amara pressed against Kyle's hands, moving closer still to the Native American martial artist.

Sam shook his head slightly, knowing he had no chance.  When Rahne and the wolf agreed, nothing got in the way.

Tomorrow comes, with one desire

To take me away... it's true

Lance smiled at Kitty, and gently pressed his lips against hers.

Jubilee shook her head, "Don't remind me, Tabby thought we did something.  Did you have to shove me off the bed?"

Kyle smiled, and drew the young princess in closer to him, as her hand slipped down to the small of his back.

However, considering Rahne's apparent objective, Sam wasn't too sure he wanted to stand a chance.  When her lips lightly touched his neck, any thought of resistance vanished.

It ain't easy to say goodbye

Darling, please, don't start to cry

Kitty moaned, and pressed into Lance's lips, and body.

Bobby smiled at the girl in his arms, and kissed her on the nose.

Amara rested her head against Kyle's chest, and, as she felt his slow, steady, strong heartbeats through her chest, she sighed.

Sam kissed the top of Rahne's head, and her head tilted up towards his.

Cause Girl you know I've got to go,

Lord I wish it wasn't so

Lance lightly drew away from Kitty, and she nodded at him, understanding the message.

"Bobby, my lips are two inches down." Said Jubilee.

Kyle tilted his head down to Amara's head, his sightless eyes looking down at the top of her head.

Rahne's lips caught Sam's and began a furious assault on his senses.

Save Tonight,

And fight the Break of Dawn

Come tomorrow,

Tomorrow I'll be gone.

Lance and Kitty returned to dancing, and Jean and Scott, seeing Lance's eyes finally return to them, a vicious glower radiating from them, returned to their own dancing.

Bobby proved to be quite aware of where Jubilee's mouth was, as he planted another kiss, this time on her chin.  His grin told Jubilee that he was teasing her.

Amara felt Kyle's eyes on her, and tilted her head up to look at his.

Sam pressed his lips against Rahne's, and then withdrew them, teasing the wolf and the girl.

Tomorrow comes, to take me away,

I wish that I, that I could stay

Jubilee finally rolled her eyes, exasperated at her kinda-not-public-boyfriend, and kissed him on the lips.

Amara and Kyle drew closer, their eyes closing.

Rahne and the wolf conferred.  'The boy is teasing us, pup.'

*Oh, so now he's the boy, and not our mate? But I agree, what do we do?*

'pursue, of course.'

Rahne grinned at Sam, her smile looking for all the world that of a wolf in human form.

Girl you know I've got to go,

Lord I wish it wasn't so.

Amara and Kyle's lips brushed together, and, then like two opposing magnet's placed near each other, drew back to each other.

Rahne caught Sam's lips again, and this time, he pressed back, without drawing away.

Save Tonight,

And fight the Break of Dawn

Come tomorrow,

Tomorrow I'll be gone.