Chapter Three.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, I know things are moving a bit slow but it is really hard thinking of a cute way to make them fall for each other. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter; I really, really, really did try. Please don't be mad if you hate it! Oh yeah, I like Pietro out of character, he's more irresistible isn't he? You guys have to imagine Rogue's accent in this one alright!
I don't own X-Men Evolution.
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THREE WEEKS LATER...
Kitty stared out her bedroom window and up at the sky, white and threatening with unshed snowflakes. She cast her eyes downward to the white blanket, which covered every rooftop, every tree and every lawn. She was slowly recovering from her near brush with pneumonia - thanks to Pietro, - and forcibly willing herself to get over her break-up with Kyle. He wasn't worth it or at least that's what she spent the better half of the last three weeks trying to convince herself of. She wasn't too good at it though. She couldn't drum up any hatred towards him, he was so disgustingly civil about the break-up and even when she tried to think about what a pig he was, one thought quickly lead to another and the good times they shared together just came flooding back.
The cold wind lashed against her warm cheeks and she gave a slight shudder. She pulled in the window and locked it, plopping herself onto her bed. She lay there, staring up at the ceiling when Rogue burst into the room...
"Um... Kitty," she looked at her friend quizzically, "what yuh doing?"
"Counting how many tiles there are on the ceiling. Why you've got something better to do?"
"Scott and Jean are heading over to the bowling alley and the rest of us are gonna join em and you Miss Gloom & Doom are comin' with me!"
"I don't know Rogue, I don't feel much like bowling tonight. I'll just grab something to eat and turn in early."
"Kitty that's what you've been doing for the past few weeks, yuh've got to get out! Yuh haven't even been to yuhr skating lessons, is this about that loser Kyle!"
"No, I quit! I'm just really tired of those stupid classes; this has nothing to do with Kyle. I don't even know why my mom signed me up for it, I hate figure skating!"
"Sure you do Kitty, that's why yuhr teacher's been calling the Prof non- stop for the past week, saying what a great student yuh are!"
"She has? Well... it doesn't matter anymore because I quit! I like never want to see those stupid skates again!"
"Fine Kitty, if you want to give up on something that yuhr really good at just because of some..."
"Rogue please, spare me the lecture; I get that enough from my parents and I certainly don't need it from you."
"Alright Kitty, it's yuhr decision. Will you at least come bowling with me, it'll be fun, I promise!"
"No thanks Rogue, I just wanna stay home tonight."
"See yuh later then."
"Yeah... bye. Have fun."
Rogue sighed and closed the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. She knew Kitty had given up on skating because of Kyle and it sickened her. She hated to think about what Kitty's doing to herself by moping over that jerk. She descended the stairs and was meet by four pairs of anxious eyes.
"So is she coming?" Scott asked the glum goth.
"Nah, she not up for it tonight. She still a little trashed from that bug." Rogue forced a smile to reassure everyone that Kitty was doing better.
The four teens all walked out the mansion door, Rogue last in line as she glanced a sympathetic look up at the stairs, her mind running one last time on Kitty.
Kitty sat flipping through a magazine, bored out of her skull. The mansion was totally quiet, with the rest of the gang being out and the Professor, Logan and Ororo on some mission. She glanced over to her closet and saw her skates. She longed for gliding on the ice and the feeling as though she was flying but she promised herself that she would never put those skates on again. She began flipping through her magazine again and then abruptly stopped. She lowered it to nose level, her large blue eyes fixated on her skates. She dropped the magazine on her bed and walked towards her closet. She slowly began reaching out for her skates, then hesitated and then began moving slowly again. She let out a loud groan, scooped it up, shoved that and her boom box into her backpack, grabbed her coat and headed out the door.
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Kitty walked down the snow covered stone pathway, passing her gloved hand along the lifeless rose bushes. She desperately prayed that no one was skating on the lake, no couples holding hands, making goo-goo eyes at each other and sucking faces; she really couldn't stomach seeing that. On reaching the lake, she was quite relieved to find it quite desolated - not a soul in sight or earshot. It was so beautiful and calm. The large crystal blue lake now completely frozen over, with a somewhat glazed effect causing it to shimmer. Having laced up her skates, she dragged her boom box out of her bag and pushed the play button. The music to Swan Lake began to softly play as she slid onto the ice elegantly, skating around in interlacing loops almost similar to a figure eight. She slowly came to a halt and decided to practice her old routine - for old times sake.
Kitty closed her eyes, gave a small curtsy and stretched her arms over her head. She began making slow, sensual motions with her arms, almost in sync with the music, skating around the perimeter of the lake. She glided towards the centre, quickly picking up speed, in preparation for her triple lutz followed of by her double. She always messed this up in practice but tonight she had more confidence than ever in her ability to accomplish it. She skated in a circle, speed up and picked up air, spinning around completely focused on her task and landed back on the ice with a flawless dismount. She skated rhythmically to the music, totally oblivious to the fact that she now had an audience. As the music came to a climax, Kitty's motions became somewhat sloth like, until she was snapped out of her reverie by the sound of a twig snapping beneath someone's feet. Her eyes flew open almost immediately and feeling somewhat flushed she was a bit surprised as to who she saw.
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TO BE CONTINUED.
Author's Note: So, how was it? Please read and review. As you can maybe tell I don't know that much about figure skating but I really love it so I decided to put a little bit of me into this story. Hope the descriptions weren't too vague - I REALY TRIED! So just click the little button at the bottom of the screen, don't be shy - it's your friend! Till Next Time...
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, I know things are moving a bit slow but it is really hard thinking of a cute way to make them fall for each other. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter; I really, really, really did try. Please don't be mad if you hate it! Oh yeah, I like Pietro out of character, he's more irresistible isn't he? You guys have to imagine Rogue's accent in this one alright!
I don't own X-Men Evolution.
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THREE WEEKS LATER...
Kitty stared out her bedroom window and up at the sky, white and threatening with unshed snowflakes. She cast her eyes downward to the white blanket, which covered every rooftop, every tree and every lawn. She was slowly recovering from her near brush with pneumonia - thanks to Pietro, - and forcibly willing herself to get over her break-up with Kyle. He wasn't worth it or at least that's what she spent the better half of the last three weeks trying to convince herself of. She wasn't too good at it though. She couldn't drum up any hatred towards him, he was so disgustingly civil about the break-up and even when she tried to think about what a pig he was, one thought quickly lead to another and the good times they shared together just came flooding back.
The cold wind lashed against her warm cheeks and she gave a slight shudder. She pulled in the window and locked it, plopping herself onto her bed. She lay there, staring up at the ceiling when Rogue burst into the room...
"Um... Kitty," she looked at her friend quizzically, "what yuh doing?"
"Counting how many tiles there are on the ceiling. Why you've got something better to do?"
"Scott and Jean are heading over to the bowling alley and the rest of us are gonna join em and you Miss Gloom & Doom are comin' with me!"
"I don't know Rogue, I don't feel much like bowling tonight. I'll just grab something to eat and turn in early."
"Kitty that's what you've been doing for the past few weeks, yuh've got to get out! Yuh haven't even been to yuhr skating lessons, is this about that loser Kyle!"
"No, I quit! I'm just really tired of those stupid classes; this has nothing to do with Kyle. I don't even know why my mom signed me up for it, I hate figure skating!"
"Sure you do Kitty, that's why yuhr teacher's been calling the Prof non- stop for the past week, saying what a great student yuh are!"
"She has? Well... it doesn't matter anymore because I quit! I like never want to see those stupid skates again!"
"Fine Kitty, if you want to give up on something that yuhr really good at just because of some..."
"Rogue please, spare me the lecture; I get that enough from my parents and I certainly don't need it from you."
"Alright Kitty, it's yuhr decision. Will you at least come bowling with me, it'll be fun, I promise!"
"No thanks Rogue, I just wanna stay home tonight."
"See yuh later then."
"Yeah... bye. Have fun."
Rogue sighed and closed the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. She knew Kitty had given up on skating because of Kyle and it sickened her. She hated to think about what Kitty's doing to herself by moping over that jerk. She descended the stairs and was meet by four pairs of anxious eyes.
"So is she coming?" Scott asked the glum goth.
"Nah, she not up for it tonight. She still a little trashed from that bug." Rogue forced a smile to reassure everyone that Kitty was doing better.
The four teens all walked out the mansion door, Rogue last in line as she glanced a sympathetic look up at the stairs, her mind running one last time on Kitty.
Kitty sat flipping through a magazine, bored out of her skull. The mansion was totally quiet, with the rest of the gang being out and the Professor, Logan and Ororo on some mission. She glanced over to her closet and saw her skates. She longed for gliding on the ice and the feeling as though she was flying but she promised herself that she would never put those skates on again. She began flipping through her magazine again and then abruptly stopped. She lowered it to nose level, her large blue eyes fixated on her skates. She dropped the magazine on her bed and walked towards her closet. She slowly began reaching out for her skates, then hesitated and then began moving slowly again. She let out a loud groan, scooped it up, shoved that and her boom box into her backpack, grabbed her coat and headed out the door.
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Kitty walked down the snow covered stone pathway, passing her gloved hand along the lifeless rose bushes. She desperately prayed that no one was skating on the lake, no couples holding hands, making goo-goo eyes at each other and sucking faces; she really couldn't stomach seeing that. On reaching the lake, she was quite relieved to find it quite desolated - not a soul in sight or earshot. It was so beautiful and calm. The large crystal blue lake now completely frozen over, with a somewhat glazed effect causing it to shimmer. Having laced up her skates, she dragged her boom box out of her bag and pushed the play button. The music to Swan Lake began to softly play as she slid onto the ice elegantly, skating around in interlacing loops almost similar to a figure eight. She slowly came to a halt and decided to practice her old routine - for old times sake.
Kitty closed her eyes, gave a small curtsy and stretched her arms over her head. She began making slow, sensual motions with her arms, almost in sync with the music, skating around the perimeter of the lake. She glided towards the centre, quickly picking up speed, in preparation for her triple lutz followed of by her double. She always messed this up in practice but tonight she had more confidence than ever in her ability to accomplish it. She skated in a circle, speed up and picked up air, spinning around completely focused on her task and landed back on the ice with a flawless dismount. She skated rhythmically to the music, totally oblivious to the fact that she now had an audience. As the music came to a climax, Kitty's motions became somewhat sloth like, until she was snapped out of her reverie by the sound of a twig snapping beneath someone's feet. Her eyes flew open almost immediately and feeling somewhat flushed she was a bit surprised as to who she saw.
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TO BE CONTINUED.
Author's Note: So, how was it? Please read and review. As you can maybe tell I don't know that much about figure skating but I really love it so I decided to put a little bit of me into this story. Hope the descriptions weren't too vague - I REALY TRIED! So just click the little button at the bottom of the screen, don't be shy - it's your friend! Till Next Time...