Author's note:  You may be wondering "What's up with the Sunday update?"  Well, I'll be going home on Friday, and at home I don't have access to the internet.

So, I'll be updating (or rather trying as hard as I can) everyday until then.  My hope is to get to chapter 17 posted Thursday before I leave, because I think it will be a good place to stop if I have to.  I should be able to get to a computer to post new chapters, but I doubt I will be posting as frequently as I have been in the past.

You all have been giving me some great reviews and I hope you keep them up.  A good review can get me writing when all hope is lost.

On With The Show!

Kitty walked through the institute.  Although showered, dressed, and moving, she was hardly fully awake.  Through half-closed eyes she could see someone walking down the hall towards her, but just couldn't quite get her eyes to open enough to see who is was.

"Morning Half Pint."  Logan greeted gruffly.  Kitty mumbled something that sounded like 'Good Morning' but not even Logan's sense of hearing could fully decipher morning English.  "Where's stripes?"

"Room."  Kitty stated as her eyes drifted closed as she walked.

"Good."  He watched as the child of the living dead passed him.  "Got to get her up, she's been slacking off in the Danger room."

Now Kitty was awake.  "Ummm,"  She turned and Logan looked back at her.  "Well, you might want to give her a minute; she just got out of the shower."

"So?"  Logan asked perturbed, looking down at the half pint in the hall.

"Well…"  Kitty thought fast.  "She's naked!"

She could have sworn Logan began to blush before coughing discreetly in his hand and turning his head.

~~~~~

Piotr stood in Charles Xavier's private library.  He was honored that the man trusted him, one of his enemy's soldiers, enough to grant him access to his collection.  The books were all classics, most not reprints and in impeccable condition.  He gently pulled another from the shelf, opening its cover and thumbing through the pages.

He had not read this one yet.  Perhaps Charles would let him borrow it?  Piotr instantly dismissed the thought, this was not a public library, this was a man's private collection.  He would sit and read, mark his place when he was required to leave, and return when he could until he was able to finish it.  Caught up in his thoughts and find, Piotr jumped when the door flew open.

The small brunet girl known as Kitty Pryde bolted in the room like she was being chased by a pack of wolves.  Her face lit up in relief upon noticing him by the bookshelf, and she never once slowed down her run to him.

"Ummm Ummm Ummm."  Kitty mouthed while pointing at the ceiling, unable to form words in her state of haste.

Piotr raised an eyebrow.

Finally Kitty, realizing that be time she would be able to form a coherent sentence it would be too late, grasp the air with her hands and uttered the phrase.  "Pick up."

No amount of description could begin to mention the confusion the young Russian was in.  He stood still a moment longer, watching as the girl continued to hold her hands up to him like a toddler wishing to be picked up by its mother.  Finally he sat down his book.

"Eeek!"  Kitty exclaimed when Piotr bent down; passing her outstretched arms, and placed his large hands on her waist.  In one gentle fluid motion he lifted her into the air, placing her feet on his shoulders.  "Thanks."  She managed to say, just before she phased through the ceiling.

"You are welco…"  Piotr stopped mid sentence as he looked up, realizing only after it was too late that the girl was wearing a skirt.  Suddenly the Russian found his feet very interesting, and tried his best to ignore the red his face was turning.

~~~~~

She was slowly waking up again, and enjoying every long millisecond of it.  But something was definitely different this morning.  She shifted under her covers and rubbed the length of her body against something.  It was warm, so she pressed herself against it.  She tried to figure out what it was; it was firm, bigger than she was, and breathing.

Now she remembered what that warm something laying along side her was.  She turned over, now facing his still sleeping form.  She didn't open her eyes, not just yet; she didn't want to wake up just yet.  His breath tickled her face, and she knew that their faces were mere inches apart on the pillow.

If she could only stay like this.  If they stayed like this she wouldn't have to worry about him, if he stayed asleep she would have to worry about him trying to give her another kiss, well, she kinda wanted another one of those.  Rogue made a mental note to buy some handkerchief's next time she was in town.

She sighed again as he shifted slightly.  It was so warm.  It was so comfortable.  It was so peaceful.

"Rogue!" A quieted whisper broke through the room.

"Remy!"  It sounded again, only this time more desperate.

*Why now Kitty?*  Rogue asked herself.  Maybe if she just ignored the voice the girl would go away, like those little annoying dogs that begged for attention.

Looking around, Kitty grabbed one of Rogue's boots that was lying by the bed.  It sailed from her hand, striking Remy in the back of the head.

"I'm up!"  He announced loudly sitting straight up in the bed, eyes half open and scanning the room.

"What the hell was that about?"  Rogue asked, slowly rising and wiping the sleep from her eyes.

"Mr. Logan is on his way up here right now!"  Kitty spoke with the urgency of a nuclear attack.

"Merde."

"Shit."  Rogue turned her wide eyes to look at Remy.  "You got to run."

"Here! Here!"  Kitty held out her hand, her upper body the only thing sticking up out of the floor.

Remy started to lunge for the girl's outstretched arm, but turned back around and kissed Rogue on the top of the head.  "Got to go Chere."  He said, before Kitty pulled him off the bed and through the floor.

No longer than he had been gone than a knock sounded at her door.  "Stripes, you decent?"

~~~~~

Remy fell through the floor and allowed his face to break his fall.  Rubbing his head he looked over at a pair of very large feet, leading to a very large Russian, holding a small girl cradled in his arms.

"Remy, have you taken advantage of our host's hospitality?"  Piotr asked, questioning eyebrow raised.

Gambit smiled, slowly pushing himself up from the floor and brushing the dust from his person.  "Remy already got the advantage, don't need to take it."  He finished dusting himself off, and slowly walked towards the door.

Piotr sighed and looked at the girl in his arms.  "Are you okay?"

Kitty looked up.  "Yeah, but I think that just shortened my life by a year or two."  She pecked him on the cheek and hopped down to the floor, following Remy out of the room.  "Thanks big guy." 

Kitty exhaled a sigh of relief as she walked to the living room, now FULLY awake and ready to start the day.  Rogue defiantly owed her one, o big one.

"Kitty, can I talk to you for a second?"  She turned to see Lance walking through the living room.  Wanda, Toad, and Fred stayed behind in front of the television.  Apparently the Brotherhood had been called by Pietro for another training exercise in the Danger Room.

She stopped her trip to the kitchen for breakfast.  "Sure." 

He nervously rubbed the back of his neck.  "Listen, I know I've done some stupid stuff in the past weeks."

"Just figuring that out?"  She crossed her arms as he explained.

"Hey, I'm trying to do the right thing and apologies here."  He pleaded, and Kitty couldn't help but thing how cute he looked when he was nervous.  "What I'm saying is that I'm tired of Magneto and the Brotherhood making me do things that cause us to go at each other's throat."

"You can always join the X Men."  She offered.

"Tried that remember."  He shifted his weight from one foot to the other.  "But I am willing to just quit it all.  I can suck up to Kelly, get back into school.  Just leave the Brotherhood, get a job and apartment somewhere."

"Lance, are you doing this to get me back?"  She asked.

"Well,"  His eyes darted around.  "Yeah…  that was the idea."

Kitty sighed.  "Unless you want to do it for yourself it doesn't matter."

His expression dropped and he looked down to his feet.  "Screwed up again didn't I?"

"No."  She smiled and ruffled her hand in his messy hair.  "I wouldn't say that I'm running back into your arms, but you got a couple of brownie points today."

His head popped up.  "Enough to trade for a date on Friday?"  He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Lance I…"  Kitty started, but Lance interrupted.

"We are starting over."  He put his hands on her shoulders.  "The X Men and Brotherhood are allies, lets just forget about what happened."

"Lance I'm sorry, but I cant."  She backed away, taking his hands off her shoulders. 

"Why not?"  Lance asked, his eyes getting wider.

"Well, because…"  Kitty rubbed her hands together.  *Well what?  Come on Kit, you got to think of something.  Argg, where is Rogue when you need her.*  Her thoughts were broken by the sound of a shutting door, and the visual of Piotr leaving the Professor's library, book in hand.  *Worth a try.*  Kitty thought before speaking.  "Piotr is taking me out Friday."

"What?!?"  Lance exclaimed.

"What?"  Piotr asked at the mention of his name.

"Yeah."  Kiddy walked over to Piotr and pressed her shoulder to his arm.  "Just go along with it."  She whispered as Lance wiggled a finger in his ear.  "Pleassssse."  She looked up at him, and he had the same confused expression as when she had run into the library only a few minutes before.

"Sorry Kitty, I think my ears are going bad."  Lance said as he finished wiggling his fingers in them.  "Did you just say you were going out with Piotr?"

"Well, like not really, but the big guy asked me out this Friday."  Kitty took this opportunity to bring her heel down on the top of his foot.  "Right Peety?"

Piotr looked at his foot which was currently being ground into the floor, then to Kitty, and then to Lance.  "Right."  He said, although is sounded more like a question than an answer. 

"I see."  Lance looked like every pet he had every owned had been killed at the same time.  "I'll be around Kitty."  He said as he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away.

"That's twice you've saved my butt today."  Kitty removed herself from his arm.  "I didn't hurt your foot did I?"

"No."

"Okay."  She giggled.  "Well, thanks again."

"Peety?"

"Had to shock him."  Kitty dismissed.  "Lance usually doesn't pick up on every little thing."  She smiled and walked away.

"But Peety?"  Piotr asked himself when she was out of sight.

"Man, the romantic tension in this place is thick enough you could cut it with a baseball bat."  Toad said as he looked back at the TV from peering at the exchange that had just taken place.

"Tell me about it."  Wanda responded as she watched a drooping Lance walk through the room.

Toad smiled, scooting a little closer to Wanda on the couch.  "At least we keep our cool."

Wanda chuckled.  "I'm glad to say see that there is at least one other sane person here To…."  She paused, as her eyes went wide.  "Toad?"  She asked as they narrowed.

"Yes Cuddlebumps?"  He smiled sweetly looking up at her.

"Is that your hand?"

"Awww Snookums…"

Todd Tolelsky didn't have a chance to finish.

Hank McCoy walked into the living room, whistling a tune he had caught on the radio in his lab.

"I'm sorry Sweetpea….  AHHHHHH!!!!!"

Not missing a beat, Hank turned on his heals and went back down the hallway as the Hex bolts flew about the living room.

~~~~~

"Yeah man."  Ray said leaning over the table to Bobby and Roberto.  "I saw Kitty run into the library like the place was on fire, then she came out with Gambit."

"And I saw Logan knock on her door right about that time."  Bobby added.  "Plus, the library is directly below Rogue's room."

"So?"  Roberto asked.

Ray slapped his hand to his forehead in frustration.

"Ray?"  Bobby asked, slowing down his speech like explaining something to a 4 year old.  "Now why would Gambit be leaving Rogue's room at 9 in the morning in the same clothes he was wearing yesterday."

Kurt, who had been sitting idly by at the other end of the table and out of the direct conversation, promptly sprayed out the soda he was drinking.

"Vhat!?!?!"

"Just saying what we saw man."  Ray held his hands up in defense as the elf hopped up on top of the table and glared at them.

Kurt stood and balled up and angry fist.  "Ich werde die Ehre meiner Schwester verteidigen!"  And teleported out of sight.

"Dude!"  Bobby exclaimed, still shocked.  "Come on, this'll be great."  He stood and ran out of the room.

"I'll go get my camera!"  Ray cried as he followed.

~~~~~

Two gloved hands came around from behind her and covered her eyes.  "Guess who?"

She smiled, that deep voice, his smell, the body pressed against her back.  "Jamie?"  She asked.

Remy removed his hands from her eyes and turned her to face him.  "You seeing another man behind my back Chere?"  He asked playfully.

"Maybe, you do have some competition, Jamie can be in so many different places at once you know."  She stepped into him, his hands resting on her hips.

"Guess Gambit's gonna have to kick his butts den?" He smirked and gave her a peck in her hair, right atop the two white streaks.  "Sleep good Chere?"

"Never better."  She looked up at him as he held her, an extra lopsided smirk plastered on his face.  "What are you grinning about?"

"Remy just proud of himself."  He reached up with a gloved fingertip and brushed a white streak behind her ear.  "Spent the night in the arms of a beautiful woman and I kept my hands to myself." 

She coughed and looked down at her feet.  "Wish I could say the same."

"Didn't think that hand on Remy's butt went unnoticed did you?"  He raised an eyebrow, and she smiled looking back up at him.  "Dat means you got to do somthin special for Remy next time."

"What did ya have in mind?"

His smile grew wider.  "Top drawer, all the way to the left side on de bottom."

"I knew it!"  She exclaimed and playfully punched him in the shoulder.  "You did go through my underwear drawer!"

"You were in that bathroom an awful long time."  He pleaded, hoping to avoid another hit to the arm.  "Besides."  He leaned down to her ear and lowered his voice.  "Remy bet you look great in red."

In a bitter twist of irony, red was the exact color Rogue's cheeks were turning.

"Remy make another suggestion?"  He asked.

She looked back up at him, ignoring the hotness in her cheeks.  "What?"

"How bout takin a shower."  He held his nose.  "De danger room works up quite a sweat don't it?"

She punched him in the arm and walked away, but turned at the entrance of her room and smiled.

Remy turned and made his way to the exit, passing the Beast in the hall.  He was just about to greet the good doctor, but in a puff of smoke, the Xavier institute's other resident blue mutant appeared before him.

"Was haben Sie zu meiner Schwester gestern Abend gemacht?!?!"  Kurt barked, grabbing Remy by the collar of his coat.

Remy raised an eyebrow.  "What?"

"I believe Mr. Wagner asked what you and Rogue did last night."  McCoy translated as he passed the two in the hall.

"Nothing, we just spent the night together…"

Hank's eyes went wide.  "Oh my…"

"Ich werde Sie töten!"  Kurt yelled, and in a burst of strength he leapt onto Remy, taking him down to the floor with six furry fingers wrapped around his neck. 

"Found em!"  Ray yelled back into the hall and ran to the Beast's side.  Taking out a small camera he clicked the shutter while aiming at the two rolling around on the floor.  "Kurt's doing pretty good."  He said as he looked over at the Beast.

"Quite."  McCoy remarked watching the two fight on the floor while taking another sip of his coffee.  "The protective instinct between siblings has been documented in an array of studies banning many different species."

"Yeah."  Ray agreed.  "That and Kurt's really been protective of Rogue since he found out she was his sister."

Hank rolled his eyes.

"You mind givin Remy a hand!"  He exclaimed as Kurt simultaneously pulled his hair and bit into his shoulder.

Ich werde die Ehre meiner Schwester verteidigen! -- I shall defend my sister's honor!

Was haben Sie zu meiner Schwester gestern Abend gemacht? -- What did you do to my sister last night? 

Ich werde Sie töten! – I'll kill you!

Flying Pen:  Thanks for the suggestion, but like I told AlwaysRight, I'm going to wait and be surprised when they do air.