And here is part three. I've decided to make Toad and Fred's part's quite small, I might change it later. The only reason they're in it is because I couldn't think of a reason for them not to go on the holiday in the first place. Sorry if you're a fan of them.

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Rogue scanned the list of films playing and scrunched her nose up. There was nothing that really grabbed her attention. She did think carefully about 'When Harry Met Sally." but eventually decided to go and count the lifeboats.

She turned and bumped into someone. She went to fall, but someone grabbed her arm and pulled her straight.

"Ah'm Sorry." She said, looking up to see .. Lance Alvers.

"You?!" She cried.

"Rogue? What are you doing here?" Asked Lance, staring at her like she was a ghost.

"What are you doin' here?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"We're on holiday. How come you're here? Are the others here too?" He asked quickly. The last thing he wanted was for Summers to appear and ruin his otherwise perfect cruise.

"No, jus' me an' Kitty. Are the four of ya here?" Rogue asked, she relaxed a little. She liked Lance when she lived with the Brotherhood, he had been quite sweet to her. She knew her betrayal had hit him hard.

"Yeah," He replied, "So what are you doing?"

"I was going to count the lifeboats." She said seriously.

Lance laughed, and Rogue frowned at him, "No, it's just that I did the same thing. Titanic, huh?"

Rogue allowed him a small smile, "Yeah. Where are the othahs?"

"Well, Freddie's discovered the 'All You Can Eat' buffet, and the head chef is nearly crying. Todd's in here watching something, and Pietro is posing up on the pool deck." He answered.

Rogue's face dropped, "The pool deck?" She asked. 'Oh, God! Kitty!' She thought.

Lance looked like he had no idea of what she was talking about, "Yeah, something about some Germans." He couldn't really remember the conversation.

"Kitty's up there!" Cried Rogue.

Lance paled. The fact that there was no love lost between Kitty and Maximoff was well known by everyone. If they had seen each other, they would probably kill each other.

"C'mon." yelled Rogue. She was halfway to the stairs going to the top deck. Lance sprinted after her.

They burst onto the deck and looked around quickly. There was no spilt blood or anyone screaming "Man overboard." But Rogue couldn't relax.

"We'll have to check the bar." She said heading towards the college bartender, who served Kitty.

Lance spoke first, "Have you seen a guy around here? Silvery hair, shorts, thinks he's God's gift?"

The bartender shook his head, so Rogue asked, "What about a girl, longish brown hair an' about sixteen yearhs old?"

The bartender simply smiled and said, "Look around here. I need something more than that."

"She was wearin' a red bikini." Rogue said.

The guy suddenly grinned and said, "Oh, her! Oh, yes, she was here. She left with some guy. Cause quite a ruckus, arguing with someone."

'Oh, crap!' Thought Rogue, she dared to ask, "Who was it?"

"Dunno. Just some guy. I think she called him a womanising playboy or something." He replied and then turned to serve some blondes.

"Great! So they've seen each other. What now?" Asked Lance, leaning against the wall. He studied the goth girl. She seemed worried and was chewing her lip. Although he had liked Kitty, he had formed a good friendship with Rogue before she left. At the time, he thought he might be able to pursue something, but she had left.

"Ah'v got tah find Kitty. If she's with some random guy.. she's too naïve .. anythin' could happen." She was wringing her gloved hands in worry.

Lance grabbed them to stop her twisting them off. "I'm sure she's fine. But, I'll help you look, if you want."

Rogue gave him a gracious smile and then said, "But what about Pietro?"

"I really couldn't care what he gets up to." Came Lance's simple reply, "besides," he added, "I've got nothing better to do."

"Thanks a million." Said Rogue dryly.

They walked down the stairs and towards the girls' cabin. Just before they turned onto their hallway, a blond guy pushed past them in a hurry. They stared after him and then heard Kitty shouting.

"Oh, God! Ah knew it." Cried rogue, running round the corner. She burst into their room to see Pietro sprawled out on the bed, with Kitty standing over him, her fist still clenched. She was breathing very hard.

She looked up at Rogue and Lance and then back at Pietro. Then she just walked to the bathroom and slammed the door.

Lance looked at Rogue and said "What the hell was that about?"

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Kitty started the shower and pulled the wretched bikini off, angrily. 'Why does that idiot manage to ruin everything?' She wondered. Her fist still hurt from where she had punched him. She stepped under the hot water and thought back to what just happened.

After she and Pietro had finished their slanging match, Kitty had stormed off to the bar. The bartender had been really nice to her, given her a very loaded Blue Lagoon and flirted a lot. She managed to ignore Pietro when he started noisily demanding service and was relieved when he walked off.

The drink had made her more than a little fuzzy headed and she found herself laughing at the bartender's really bad jokes. Suddenly a tall blond guy turned to her and said, "Hi, I'm Phil."

"Kitty." She replied. This was the point where she would have been blushing like mad, but the drink had given her a confidence boost.

"Was that guy harassing you before?" He asked, motioning to Pietro, who was leaning over talking to a red head in a green bikini.

"No, just some jerk I know. It's a long story." She smiled. 'Wow!' She though, 'He is cute.'

"Why don't we go for lunch and you can tell me about it." Phil grinned at her.

Kitty stood up, a little woozy, and said, "Sure." She looked down at herself, " I've got to change though."

They walked towards the stairs.

They were outside when Kitty remembered that Rogue had locked the door. Phil pulled out a credit card and opened the door within a few seconds.

"Impressive!" Smiled Kitty, as they walked in. She went to the closet, but Phil put his arms around her and started to kiss her neck. Being drunk, she was really enjoying it, when she heard the door click and open. Thinking it was her aunt or Rogue she shot out of his arms and looked at the door.

Pietro stood there with a look of shock on his face. Kitty's eyes flew open wide. She opened her mouth to say something, but he beat her to it.

"Oh, my God! Kitty! How could you? I know we had that argument, but I never thought you'd cheat on me. In our room too!" He cried with compassion.

Kitty tried to say something, but all she could do was the infamous goldfish impression. Phil looked from one to the other nervously.

"I mean, I know you were hurt when I kissed that other girl, but I tried to say sorry. I was really drunk. And when you called me a womanising playboy. I didn't think that mean it was over. We've fought before."

Kitty finally managed to gasp out, "What?"

"Is that really a good reason to throw three years away? I thought you loved me?" Kitty noticed the evil glint in his eye and started to put tow and two together.

Phil took the advantage to move closer to the door as Pietro walked over to Kitty, "Why, Babe, why?" He threw his arms around her neck and whispered into her ear, "This is payback."

Kitty pushed him off and anger took over. Phil rushed out of the door and up the corridor, as Kitty screamed, "You absolute bastard." And punched him in the face.

It was harder than she had imagined and Pietro had crashed back onto the bed. Two seconds later Rogue and Lance had burst through the door.

Kitty thought about explaining, but instead she just walked into the bathroom.

Her thoughts were brought back to the here and now, but a tap on the door. She shut off the shower and pulled her bathrobe on.

Opening the door she saw Rogue standing next to it.

"Are ya OK?" The southern girl asked.

"No, that idiot ruined my day and my hand hurts." She replied miserably.

"Look ah don't know what went on with ya'll but ah can tell ya, that ya hit Pietro really hard. He passed out. Lance had tah carry him out." Rogue smiled at her devilishly.

Kitty smirked back, happy again, "I guess I did sock him pretty hard. I was so mad."

She stood and selected some clothes from the closet. Going back into the bathroom, she started to dress. "I'm not letting that idiot ruin my holiday." She called through the door.

She emerged and Rogue said, "That's the spirit."

Kitty made a face, "No more spirits for me, thanks. But I could eat something."

"Me too!" replied Rogue.

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Pietro came round, he was laying on his bed. His face felt like it was going to explode.

'How can something so small, hit so hard?' He thought. His attention was bought back to Lance. He sat up and saw the older boy was pacing the room, angrily.

Lance saw that Pietro was awake and said, "Look, I don't care what happened between you two. But, just stop it right now. You're behaving like a child. If you and Kitty hate each other that much, just avoid each other."

"But she's ruined my image. All the girls now think I'm a womanising playboy." Pietro protested loudly, 'That sentence is going to haunt me for life.' He thought bitterly.

"Well, you are. But, I'm warning you now. No more fighting with her. OK?" Lance didn't wait for a reply, he just stormed out.

Pietro flopped back on the bed and grinned. It had been worth it. The look on her face was priceless. He had ruined her chances with that yuppie, like she had ruined his with every female on the ship, under twenty- one. He was a genius.

'Now, just got to follow up with step two!' He thought happily. He got up, changed and, despite Lance's orders, he went in search of Kitty.

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Lance couldn't believe it. All he wanted was a quiet holiday, it was like baby-sitting, looking after Pietro. He made his way up to the pool deck and stared over the side.

'In fact, a sugar high five year old would be bliss right now.' He thought angrily.

He tried to think of a way to do some damage control with Rogue. She hadn't been happy when Kitty slammed the bathroom door and Pietro muttered something about it being worth it before losing consciousness.

They had been getting on well, as well. He was going to ask her if she wanted to catch a movie that evening ... as friends.

'I'll have to find her and explain.' He thought, staring out at the ocean, 'So it doesn't wreck our friendship.' He added mentally. He pushed away the thought that he was using the word 'friend' a lot, maybe too much.

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I've decided to do lance/Rogue anyway. It's my first time with this pairing so be gentle.