A/N: This idea came to me while I was trying to fall asleep.

This is like my first XMEN story without help from my sister.

Those who love angst read my "Maybe it was". It's a KURTTY!

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"No. Ah said 'NO', Evan!" scolded Rogue.

Evan, once again, was sending spikes into Marie, or as she prefers, Rogue's pillows.

"How did ya get in here, anyhow?" she asked.

"Dude, I can spike the lock on your door," said Evan Daniels, also known as Spyke.

"Well, how 'bout you spike yer way out of mah room!" she said, using her gloved hands to push him out of her room.

"Rogue, you have five more minutes to get down stairs! Scott will be here any minute! You haven't seen him in five years!" said Ororo Monroe, her mutant name Storm.

"Whah should Ah go down there to welcome him? That's what Jean is for!" said Rogue.

Ororo didn't say anything. She walked downstairs without bothering to listen to Rogue.

Rogue looked into the mirror and sighed.

She had changed a lot. She wasn't a Goth anymore. She decided she liked brighter clothes better.

She had colored all of her hair dark brown with blonde streaks running all through it.

She was wearing dark blue jeans and a white sweater.

"Miss Perfect Jean and Mr. Perfect Scott, the couple made in heaven," grumbled Rogue, putting on white eye shimmer on her eyelids.

Tracy, a girl who could scream so loud it could cause anyone who hears it to most likely go deaf, opened Rogue's door.

"Scott's here," she said.

"Whah would Ah care?" asked Rogue.

"Because you've only been in love with him since you set your green eyes on him," said Tracy.

"Ah can't believe you just said that!" exclaimed Rogue, throwing a pillow from her bed at Tracy.

Tracy laughed and walked out.

Rogue looked at herself once more in the mirror before following Tracy downstairs, only to see something that broke her heart.

"Scott!" Jean threw her arms around Scott's neck and gave him a bone- crushing hug, followed by a kiss on the lips.

Rogue felt a burning sensation in her nose and tear welling up, but she blinked her tears back and walked down the stairs.

"Well, well, well, Shades is back," said Rogue, stepping off the last step.

"You look different," said Scott.

"Wow, you're a good observer," she said.

"So I am," nodded Scott.

"So, um, how are you?" she asked, finding her black boots interesting.

"Good. You?" he replied.

"Okay," she said.

Before anybody could say anything, Kurt Wager 'ported in front of Scott.

"You're back, man!" he said in his goofy German accent.

"Miss me?" laughed Scott when Kurt hugged him.

"Five years! Five! And you just now return!" said Kurt.

"I know. Where's Kitty?" asked Scott.

Kurt's yellow eyes darkened.

"She left three years ago. Married Lance," said Kurt.

"She. Did. WHAT!?" asked Scott. "She's an X-man-woman-" Rogue glared at him. "She's not supposed to marry a member of the brother hood," he said.

"And yet she did," Kitty Pryde walked through the entrance doors.

"Keety!" gasped Kurt.

"It's not, like, nice to talk about a person when they're not around," she said.

"You weren't expected here till the day before Christmas!" said Rogue.

"I decided to come here early," said Kitty, gingerly rubbing her covered arm.

"Hey, you okay?" asked Evan, seeing Kitty wince.

"Fine, fine!" said Kitty, grinning.

"Now, let's go get somezing to eat," suggested Kurt, not looking at Kitty.

"Always the one to talk about food," teased Kitty, laughing.

"Uh, yeah," said Kurt, laughing nervously.

'No, Kurt, you're over her!' thought Kurt.

'But look at how pretty she is,' another voice in his head said.

'Shut up!'

'I'm in your head, I can't shut up,'

"SHUT THE HECK UP!" shouted Kurt.

Everyone stared at him oddly.

His blue cheeks had a pink tint to them.

"Do you want me to go get Hank?" asked Jean.

"N-no," stammered Kurt.

Kitty raised her eyebrow. "You okay, Kurt?" she asked.

"F-f-fine," he stuttered.

"Okay," said Kitty.

Kitty was still looking at him oddly, but he ignored it.

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"Midnight snack?" asked Kitty, stepping into the kitchen.

"Yeah," said Scott.

"So how is it being back at the place you lived in most of your life?" asked Kitty, getting a Dr. Pepper from the small cupboard.

"It's pretty good," said Scott. "So how is it being married to a member of the brother hood?" he asked.

"Former member. And it's um," she stopped, rubbed her arm again.

"Why do you keep rubbing your arm?" he asked.

"Fell down the stairs the other day ago," she said.

"Oh," he said.

She DID fall down the stairs, but how? He thought.

"But it's okay I guess. Being married to Lance, I mean," she said.

"Where is he anyhow?" he asked.

"Home. He didn't want to come up here. You know, because of the past," she answered.

"Why aren't you talking like a valley girl anymore?" he asked.

"Jeez, is this twenty questions?" she joked. "But I'm older, y'know?" she said.

He nodded.

"I didn't recognize Rogue today. But when she spoke, I could tell it was her," he said.

"Yep, always the Southern girl," laughed Kitty.

"Yeah," agreed Scott.

"You know, I was thinking back when everyone found out we were mutants," said Kitty thoughtfully, sitting down.

"Were you?" he asked seriously, but dumbly at the same time.

"Shut up, Scott!" Kitty hit him lightly on his arm.

"Which part?" he asked.

"When I went through Kurt to see the ice screen," she laughed.

"Seriously?" he asked.

"Seriously," she gasped for air.

"Ya'll don't have any consideration for those who trah to get sleep," yawned Rogue, walking in the kitchen.

"It was her," said Scott seriously, pointing his finger at Kitty.

"Like hell it was!" she said.

Scott dropped his spoon, Kitty clapped a hand over her mouth and Rogue dropped the bread.

"You've been hanging around Lance too long," said Scott.

"I know," said Kitty.

"Yer slowly mutatin' into Lance, dahlin'," said Rogue.

"I've already gone through mutation once!" whined Kitty.

They all laughed.

"Man, you all don't have any consideration for those who vant some sleep," said Kurt, 'porting on the light.

"Kurt!" scolded Rogue.

"Vat?" he asked.

"Ya just stunk up the whole room," said Rogue, waving a hand in front of her face.

"Sorry," he apologized, putting on the face that nobody can resist. The face of fuzzy innocence.

"Ah hate it when ya do that to me," said Rogue.

"Sorry. Can't help it," said Kurt.

"Sure ya can't," said Rogue.

"I can't!" said Kurt.

"Uh-huh, suuuuure," said Kitty.

"Right," said Scott.

"I can't!" said Kurt.

Everyone ignored him.

"I give up, man!" he said, but he was grinning.

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R/R!