X-Men Evolution is a trademarked product from Marvel, all the characters are owned by Marvel and not me. This is a work of fiction based off of said series. I make no money off this, yadda yadda yah. This is my first X-Men Evolution, or even X-Men related fic I've written. Be gentle.
"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 11
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The alarm echoed through the room as it went off. Kitty sat up with a wince. She looked around the room to see Rogue reach the alarm and shut it off from under her blanket. Her body felt bruised and intensely battered now that everything had caught up with her. She closed her eyes and calmly told herself not to think about it. Kitty stood up, grabbed her pillow, then approached Rogue's bed. She lifted the pillow then whacked her roommate soundly through the covers.
"....Wha? Oof! What're'ya doin'!?" Rogue said, muffled under her sheets. She pulled them back and stared up at Kitty who had a wide smile on her face.
"Gooooooooodmorning, sleepyhead. You know, that's just like payback for the comment at dinner. No big!" Kitty tilted her head, "If you know something, you've GOT to tell me. It's not fair play otherwise."
Rogue straightened out her now messed hair. She sat up and glared at Kitty, then said, "Ah saw ya head to the restraunt with the Russian guy. Or rather, ah followed ya. When ah realized you weren't in trouble, ah went back to the mansion and found out you were missin'." She shrugged, "Didn't seem like my business to let them know what you were doin'. Yah seem real antsy lately, Pryde. Ah caught yah in your lie, but no one knows what ah know. Okay?"
Kitty tossed her pillow back to her own bed. "See, that's the spirit. Don't catch me off guard again like that, 'kay?"
"It'd be okay if ah knew you weren't gettin' yourself into somethin' yah can't handle." Rogue commented, getting out of bed to head to the closet.
"Thanks for the concern." Kitty also started to get ready, "Like, really, I know what I'm doing."
"Ah don't believe yah. Maybe you should talk to Scott 'bout what yer goin' through?" Rogue added.
"Summers? Shyah, how would that help?" She pieced together an outfit and changed slowly. "In fact, I don't need help with anything other than catching up on my homework now."
"You're loss, then. You're the one talking to one of Magneto's guys."
"His name is Piotr. I had unfinished business to take care of. I owed him that much."
"Just watch your back. Magneto isn't exactly friendly to us X-Men. Makin' dangerous friends seems like trouble to me." Rogue advised.
"Your concern is noted and cataloged later for future reference." Kitty straightened out her shirt, "Time for breakfast! See you downstairs." She turned to head out of the bedroom.
"Hey Kitty," Rogue spoke up before the girl left, "Just be careful, okay?"
"Hmm? Yeah sure, Rogue." Kitty left.
***
Breakfast was served. The mutants got their morning meals and settled down for idle chatter before heading out to school. It finally felt as though everything was going back to normal.
Kitty finished her breakfast and turned to the closest adult to her, Ororo. "Hey Ororo..."
"What is it, Kitten?" She asked as she drank from her morning coffee.
"So, like... I'm feeling a lot better. I can go to school today, right?"
"That all depends on the Professor, you know that." She smiled, "I do see an improvement, but that doesn't mean much when the decision isn't mine."
"I guess you're right." Kitty got up and put her dishes away. She went to the office where Professor Xavier normally was around this time of day. She knocked abruptly, "Professor?"
"Come in, Kitty." Said the voice behind the door.
"I just, like, feel a whole lot better after I slept. Was wondering if I can go to school today? I'll be extra careful. Promise not to talk to the Brotherhood and I'll even use a doctors note for P.E." She urged playfully.
"... now Kitty, you know we'd rather have you here for observation."
"But I wouldn't have relapsed if I didn't encounter that trouble at the mall. If I just go straight to school and then straight home, nothing can happen to me. My fever has even faded some." She sighed, "C'mon Professor! You know I'm good for it."
"Your word isn't what I'm worried about, Kitty. I'll let you go, but on one condition." He leaned back.
Kitty blinked, "... what condition is that?"
The Professor held up a hand, then Scott Summers entered through the office doors.
"You called for me, sir?" Scott approached the desk. He turned and nodded, "Hi Kitty."
"The condition is that you check in with Scott every period. You ride with him to school, and you ride back with him. No walking with your friends, no after school activities."
"What?" Both the students said, in unison.
"That's crazy, Professor. Some of my classes aren't even close to hers." Scott commented.
"Then take your phones and call each other if you can't. I'm not taking any chances. It's either that, or Kitty doesn't go today." Xavier looked Kitty over, "You're not healed. It's a risk to your health to let you go to a place with so many variable factors. It's for your own safety."
Kitty glanced at Scott and said, "Well... if you're okay with this and don't mind being seen with, like... a freshman. I'm cool."
Scott nodded stoicly. He said, "Well, if that's the only way. Okay then. I've got to finish getting ready and then we'll go, okay Kitty? See you later Professor."
The Professor nodded as the two students left the office.
***
A red convertable sports car sped around to the front entrance of the Institute. Kitty, now dressed in a hooded sweatshirt and carrying her bookbag, went to meet the car. Behind her was Jean Grey, who also looked rather ready with her books and such. Jean took the from passenger seat while Kitty moved into the cramped back seat area. The car took off slowly toward Bayville High.
Jean turned around in her chair, propping her arm up over the top to angle herself to look at Kitty, "So how're you feeling?"
"Good. Better." Kitty kept her answers short. She remembered briefly what Jean had said the other night, when she questioned Scott if he was so sure that Kitty was one of them anymore.
Jean noticed the shortness of Kitty's interaction. "Hey... look. I'm sorry about the other day. I let the joke go too far and was holding what happened at lunch against you. I know you've been through a lot this past week and I feel really bad."
"Mmn, don't worry yourself over it." Kitty replied, "I knew that, actually. I'm not like mad at you for that at all." She looked to side toward the door, opposite of where Jean was looking a bit to avoid eye contact.
Jean leaned over and touched Kitty on the shoulder. Kitty looked up at Jean and said, "What?"
Jean blinked, hearing voices echo through her head from the conversation the other night with Scott. 'I think we just forgot that she's still, well, one of us.' echoed the voice of Scott, then her own voice replied, 'Are you so sure about that?'
"... oh, nothing." Jean turned to sit forward.
Scott pulled into the parking lot at Bayville High. Jean climbed out and lifted her seat so Kitty could get out easily. Scott locked up the car and made his way around to the other side where the girls were.
"Okay, let's set our phones on silent. I can meet up with you in between first and second, then fifth and sixth. And we also have lunch. Where do you want to meet after school?"
"Where-ever." Kitty set her phone and put it in her pocket quietly.
Jean glanced over at Kitty, still concerned, "Hey Scott, I've got a club after school. It'll just be you two, okay?"
"Oh sure, Jean." Scott nodded.
"I'm going to go get set up in first hour. See you there." Jean waved, heading away from her two remaining teammates.
Kitty kicked a small pebble on the ground, "...sorry I'm like, messing up your plans for the day."
Scott leaned back against his car, "You're not. It's a refreshing change of pace."
"Yeah, right." She pushed off of the car and moved toward her first class, "We'll decide where to meet after school at lunch. Again, Scott, I'm so sorry." She waved and headed toward the school.
Kurt snuck up on Scott, "Hey there, fearless leader!" He joked, "Where're the girls?"
"Oh, Kurt." He pointed to the school, "Well... Jean went to class early, and Kitty just left for hers. Say, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure? What is it, Mein Freund?" Kurt opened up a bag of fast food hamburgers, taking one out and snacked.
"Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing something VERY important?" Scott asked.
"Ja, all the time." Kurt finished one, "Is it something with Jean?"
"Well, a little." He mentally searched for the words, "I get a feeling that Jean knows something about Kitty that we don't." Scott seemed frustrated, "Let's just say you wouldn't have wanted to be in the car earlier, that's for sure."
"Have you asked her? Jean, that is." Kurt started on his second burger, "She's practically your girlfriend now, ja? She wouldn't hide stuff from you, man!"
"But Kurt, it isn't about me, it's about Kitty." Scott crossed his arms.
"And what about Kitty?" Kurt tossed his bag into the nearest garbage can, "It won't hurt to ask Jean what she's hiding. You could always ask Kitty, too."
"I don't want to make it sound like they have to tell me." Scott commented, "On one hand, it may seem like a good idea, but on the other hand it might make it seem like I'm trying to get into their business or fight. I don't want to seem like a nosey boyfriend or leader."
"But isn't it your job to get into their business? They may be our friends, but it's also your team." Kurt patted Scott on the shoulder, "Time for class!"
Scott nodded. He grabbed his books and headed out to class before the bell rang.
***
Scott sat down next to Jean in class. It was, more or less, a study-hall period for them. He opened up his book and notebook. He looked over at Jean and asked, "Hey... Jean?"
She waved for him to be quiet, We shouldn't talk out loud, Scott. Jean sent him a mental blurb.
Okay, fine. Look, about Kitty...
What about her? Jean looked down at her books, continuing to pretend she was studying.
Call it leader intuition, I've got a feeling you know something about this whole 'situation'.
You're right. She sent to him, But what I know I picked up from the Professor and an inappropriote mind probe...
You read her mind? Jean, that's not appropriote at all. He mentally scolded her, then thought, What did you get from the Professor?
Scott, you should ask him, not me. I'm not even sure if I have all the facts. With her jumbled memories and everything else, I'm afraid for her. The stuff I saw... Jean's thought trailed off.
Jean, it's okay. He smiled over at her, I'll talk to her. It's about time that everything got out in the open.
***
"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 11
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The alarm echoed through the room as it went off. Kitty sat up with a wince. She looked around the room to see Rogue reach the alarm and shut it off from under her blanket. Her body felt bruised and intensely battered now that everything had caught up with her. She closed her eyes and calmly told herself not to think about it. Kitty stood up, grabbed her pillow, then approached Rogue's bed. She lifted the pillow then whacked her roommate soundly through the covers.
"....Wha? Oof! What're'ya doin'!?" Rogue said, muffled under her sheets. She pulled them back and stared up at Kitty who had a wide smile on her face.
"Gooooooooodmorning, sleepyhead. You know, that's just like payback for the comment at dinner. No big!" Kitty tilted her head, "If you know something, you've GOT to tell me. It's not fair play otherwise."
Rogue straightened out her now messed hair. She sat up and glared at Kitty, then said, "Ah saw ya head to the restraunt with the Russian guy. Or rather, ah followed ya. When ah realized you weren't in trouble, ah went back to the mansion and found out you were missin'." She shrugged, "Didn't seem like my business to let them know what you were doin'. Yah seem real antsy lately, Pryde. Ah caught yah in your lie, but no one knows what ah know. Okay?"
Kitty tossed her pillow back to her own bed. "See, that's the spirit. Don't catch me off guard again like that, 'kay?"
"It'd be okay if ah knew you weren't gettin' yourself into somethin' yah can't handle." Rogue commented, getting out of bed to head to the closet.
"Thanks for the concern." Kitty also started to get ready, "Like, really, I know what I'm doing."
"Ah don't believe yah. Maybe you should talk to Scott 'bout what yer goin' through?" Rogue added.
"Summers? Shyah, how would that help?" She pieced together an outfit and changed slowly. "In fact, I don't need help with anything other than catching up on my homework now."
"You're loss, then. You're the one talking to one of Magneto's guys."
"His name is Piotr. I had unfinished business to take care of. I owed him that much."
"Just watch your back. Magneto isn't exactly friendly to us X-Men. Makin' dangerous friends seems like trouble to me." Rogue advised.
"Your concern is noted and cataloged later for future reference." Kitty straightened out her shirt, "Time for breakfast! See you downstairs." She turned to head out of the bedroom.
"Hey Kitty," Rogue spoke up before the girl left, "Just be careful, okay?"
"Hmm? Yeah sure, Rogue." Kitty left.
***
Breakfast was served. The mutants got their morning meals and settled down for idle chatter before heading out to school. It finally felt as though everything was going back to normal.
Kitty finished her breakfast and turned to the closest adult to her, Ororo. "Hey Ororo..."
"What is it, Kitten?" She asked as she drank from her morning coffee.
"So, like... I'm feeling a lot better. I can go to school today, right?"
"That all depends on the Professor, you know that." She smiled, "I do see an improvement, but that doesn't mean much when the decision isn't mine."
"I guess you're right." Kitty got up and put her dishes away. She went to the office where Professor Xavier normally was around this time of day. She knocked abruptly, "Professor?"
"Come in, Kitty." Said the voice behind the door.
"I just, like, feel a whole lot better after I slept. Was wondering if I can go to school today? I'll be extra careful. Promise not to talk to the Brotherhood and I'll even use a doctors note for P.E." She urged playfully.
"... now Kitty, you know we'd rather have you here for observation."
"But I wouldn't have relapsed if I didn't encounter that trouble at the mall. If I just go straight to school and then straight home, nothing can happen to me. My fever has even faded some." She sighed, "C'mon Professor! You know I'm good for it."
"Your word isn't what I'm worried about, Kitty. I'll let you go, but on one condition." He leaned back.
Kitty blinked, "... what condition is that?"
The Professor held up a hand, then Scott Summers entered through the office doors.
"You called for me, sir?" Scott approached the desk. He turned and nodded, "Hi Kitty."
"The condition is that you check in with Scott every period. You ride with him to school, and you ride back with him. No walking with your friends, no after school activities."
"What?" Both the students said, in unison.
"That's crazy, Professor. Some of my classes aren't even close to hers." Scott commented.
"Then take your phones and call each other if you can't. I'm not taking any chances. It's either that, or Kitty doesn't go today." Xavier looked Kitty over, "You're not healed. It's a risk to your health to let you go to a place with so many variable factors. It's for your own safety."
Kitty glanced at Scott and said, "Well... if you're okay with this and don't mind being seen with, like... a freshman. I'm cool."
Scott nodded stoicly. He said, "Well, if that's the only way. Okay then. I've got to finish getting ready and then we'll go, okay Kitty? See you later Professor."
The Professor nodded as the two students left the office.
***
A red convertable sports car sped around to the front entrance of the Institute. Kitty, now dressed in a hooded sweatshirt and carrying her bookbag, went to meet the car. Behind her was Jean Grey, who also looked rather ready with her books and such. Jean took the from passenger seat while Kitty moved into the cramped back seat area. The car took off slowly toward Bayville High.
Jean turned around in her chair, propping her arm up over the top to angle herself to look at Kitty, "So how're you feeling?"
"Good. Better." Kitty kept her answers short. She remembered briefly what Jean had said the other night, when she questioned Scott if he was so sure that Kitty was one of them anymore.
Jean noticed the shortness of Kitty's interaction. "Hey... look. I'm sorry about the other day. I let the joke go too far and was holding what happened at lunch against you. I know you've been through a lot this past week and I feel really bad."
"Mmn, don't worry yourself over it." Kitty replied, "I knew that, actually. I'm not like mad at you for that at all." She looked to side toward the door, opposite of where Jean was looking a bit to avoid eye contact.
Jean leaned over and touched Kitty on the shoulder. Kitty looked up at Jean and said, "What?"
Jean blinked, hearing voices echo through her head from the conversation the other night with Scott. 'I think we just forgot that she's still, well, one of us.' echoed the voice of Scott, then her own voice replied, 'Are you so sure about that?'
"... oh, nothing." Jean turned to sit forward.
Scott pulled into the parking lot at Bayville High. Jean climbed out and lifted her seat so Kitty could get out easily. Scott locked up the car and made his way around to the other side where the girls were.
"Okay, let's set our phones on silent. I can meet up with you in between first and second, then fifth and sixth. And we also have lunch. Where do you want to meet after school?"
"Where-ever." Kitty set her phone and put it in her pocket quietly.
Jean glanced over at Kitty, still concerned, "Hey Scott, I've got a club after school. It'll just be you two, okay?"
"Oh sure, Jean." Scott nodded.
"I'm going to go get set up in first hour. See you there." Jean waved, heading away from her two remaining teammates.
Kitty kicked a small pebble on the ground, "...sorry I'm like, messing up your plans for the day."
Scott leaned back against his car, "You're not. It's a refreshing change of pace."
"Yeah, right." She pushed off of the car and moved toward her first class, "We'll decide where to meet after school at lunch. Again, Scott, I'm so sorry." She waved and headed toward the school.
Kurt snuck up on Scott, "Hey there, fearless leader!" He joked, "Where're the girls?"
"Oh, Kurt." He pointed to the school, "Well... Jean went to class early, and Kitty just left for hers. Say, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure? What is it, Mein Freund?" Kurt opened up a bag of fast food hamburgers, taking one out and snacked.
"Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing something VERY important?" Scott asked.
"Ja, all the time." Kurt finished one, "Is it something with Jean?"
"Well, a little." He mentally searched for the words, "I get a feeling that Jean knows something about Kitty that we don't." Scott seemed frustrated, "Let's just say you wouldn't have wanted to be in the car earlier, that's for sure."
"Have you asked her? Jean, that is." Kurt started on his second burger, "She's practically your girlfriend now, ja? She wouldn't hide stuff from you, man!"
"But Kurt, it isn't about me, it's about Kitty." Scott crossed his arms.
"And what about Kitty?" Kurt tossed his bag into the nearest garbage can, "It won't hurt to ask Jean what she's hiding. You could always ask Kitty, too."
"I don't want to make it sound like they have to tell me." Scott commented, "On one hand, it may seem like a good idea, but on the other hand it might make it seem like I'm trying to get into their business or fight. I don't want to seem like a nosey boyfriend or leader."
"But isn't it your job to get into their business? They may be our friends, but it's also your team." Kurt patted Scott on the shoulder, "Time for class!"
Scott nodded. He grabbed his books and headed out to class before the bell rang.
***
Scott sat down next to Jean in class. It was, more or less, a study-hall period for them. He opened up his book and notebook. He looked over at Jean and asked, "Hey... Jean?"
She waved for him to be quiet, We shouldn't talk out loud, Scott. Jean sent him a mental blurb.
Okay, fine. Look, about Kitty...
What about her? Jean looked down at her books, continuing to pretend she was studying.
Call it leader intuition, I've got a feeling you know something about this whole 'situation'.
You're right. She sent to him, But what I know I picked up from the Professor and an inappropriote mind probe...
You read her mind? Jean, that's not appropriote at all. He mentally scolded her, then thought, What did you get from the Professor?
Scott, you should ask him, not me. I'm not even sure if I have all the facts. With her jumbled memories and everything else, I'm afraid for her. The stuff I saw... Jean's thought trailed off.
Jean, it's okay. He smiled over at her, I'll talk to her. It's about time that everything got out in the open.
***