Summery: After a serious battle with a new enemy, Kitty is injured badly. Kitty doesn't remember anything, who she is, who the X-men are, nada! Our darling Angel (Warren for those who don't know) helps her get her memories back and maybe something more. Add two years to everyone's age. (Kitty's 17, Rogue's 18 etc. etc.)
Dedication: To all the courageous people writing Witty (Logan/Kitty), Kimy
(Remy/Kitty), and Kyro (St. John/Kitty)! You all are pioneers and I'm very
grateful to you! To mention a few: Dark Jaded Rose (Witty), Valley-Gurl101
(Kyro), Echo Destynee (Kimy) and somekindafreaky (Kimy). Ya'll rock!
Also go to www.wolverineandkitty.com
Kurt groaned and looked around the store. Remy had asked him to come to the jewelry store to help pick out a necklace for Rogue. Remy wanted the best for his chere and had Magneto's credit card so they had nothing to worry about in the cash department. So now he, Remy, and St. John were attempting to find the perfect necklace.
"What 'bout this
one, mate?" St. John tapped one of the cases, blatantly ignoring the 'Do not
tap on glass' sign.
"Which one?" Remy looked at the seven different necklaces.
"Th' red one, with th' gold!" St. John looked ever so proud of himself for narrowing the choices down to four.
"Vich one?" Kurt looked over the two taller men's shoulders.
"Tha' one, can't you lot see anything'?" St. John asked, exasperated.
"Remy can see plenty o' t'ings, jus' no' wha' you're talkin' 'bout." Remy snapped back.
"Th' red one, wit' just th' gold. No diamonds or pearls." St. John tapped the glass again, catching the attention of the sales clerk.
"The one with the longer chain? Or the one with the shorter chain?" Kurt asked, trying to be reasonable.
Which was hard considering the fact that St. John won the second place trophy for 'Most Annoying Person of the Year'? Pietro had gotten first and Bobby got third. Each place had a trophy that Piotr had drawn and colored in on paper. You didn't honestly expect them to go buy trophies, did you?
"Neither mate. Tha' one!" He pointed and Remy groaned. The pyromaniac had been pointing at the reflection of a poster's necklace.
"Vell, let's look over there!" Kurt quickly moved to another glass enclosed necklace display.
"Dat one! Remy t'inks dat's perfect for Remy's chere!" Remy tapped the class, and Kurt still couldn't figure out which one he was talking about.
"That ones okay. Hey sheila! Can you get that one out for me pal 'ere?" St. John waved the sales lady over, who pursed her ruby lips but came over nonetheless.
"This necklace is rose gold, eighteen karat, with princess cut sapphires inlaid in rose gold, and a twenty two inch box link chain. You can also get it in yellow gold, with rubies, and eighteen inch, twenty four inch, or twenty six inch chain length." The sales lady, Gail, had a snobbish air and voice tone, only looking hopeful at the suavely dressed Remy, assuming he had money.
"I like it in rose gold. Rogue could too, mein friends." Kurt murmured.
"It's alright. I liked the ruby ones." St. John said.
"It's perfect for Remy's Rogue. Kurt, mon ami, are you sure she'd like it? Remy doesn't want tah buy de wrong t'ing. Well, Remy wouldn' mind buyin' it, jus' he wants tah ge' de right one." Remy gently studied the necklace, making it catch the light.
"She'd like it, I'm sure. Fraulin? How much is this?" Kurt smiled at the sales lady.
Thankfully, he had worn his holo-watch so he looked normal. As normal as Kurt Wagner can look while being stuck with a pyromaniac who was the second most annoying person of the year and a Cajun who was currently courting his sister. The whole fact that this very store was where he bought his fiancée's engagement ring wasn't helping him look sane, either.
"We have a pay plan, if necessary." The woman avoided answering the question.
"Remy'll take it. Here." Remy handed the woman Magneto's credit card.
"Oh! Well then, just wait right here sirs." She brightened immediately and swiped the credit card from Remy's hand faster than lightening, even faster than Pietro.
"Greedy gal, isn't she?" St. John whispered.
"Sh! That's not very polite, Johnny." Kurt whispered back.
"Shall I gift wrap this, sirs?" The sales lady came back, handing Remy the card and holding the necklace in her left hand.
"Remy would be very appreciative if chere would do so." Remy smiled charmingly at her.
"In what color box and paper?" The woman turned around and rustled through some drawers.
"Remy t'inks de box should be blue an' de paper, black."
"With red ribbon, madam." Kurt added.
"Wait just one
minute sirs." The woman gently placed the necklace in the blue box, snapping it
shut. She then measured out some black wrapping paper and carefully wrapped the
blue box, taping the paper down. Finally, she tied it neatly with a red ribbon,
adding extra white, red, and gold ribbons, all curled.
"There you go, have a nice day." Remy smiled sweetly and took the package from the sales lady. As the trio left the store, he put the package in his trench coat pocket.
"Vell, that vasn't too painful." Kurt muttered. St. John and Remy shot him dirty looks and they continued searching for the ladies who had accompanied them.
"Whaddya think?" Jubilation spun around, the sunlight yellow dress hugging her form.
They, Jubilation, Kitty, Rogue, and Amara, had gone shopping for dresses for a dance that Bayville was putting on. Well, Kitty was there to replace her clothes that had been destroyed during Kitin's attack; the others were buying dresses.
The satin dress Jubilation was wearing was a short, short one; it'd probably give Scott a nosebleed. The skirt was mid-thigh, trimmed with a white fringe that had little crystals on each separate string. The neck was a deep v-neck, Tabitha's suggestion, and was a brighter yellow than the rest of the dress. There were thin, thin straps, Rogue thought they'd probably break somehow. The bodice had shiny sequins sewed on, and glittered in the store's weak lights. It came with a white feather boa.
"Lookin' good, gal!" Rogue exclaimed. Kitty whistled her appreciation.
"Jubes', it's perfect!" Amara added.
"Just need shoes! And KKB? Will you help me with my hair and make-up?" Jubilation asked, giving the puppy dogs eyes after scowling at Amara for calling her Jubes.
"Sure, why not?" Kitty now had regained her memories of fashion and style, much to Jubilation's happiness.
"Thank-you!" Jubilation squeaked and disappeared back into the dressing room.
"Okay, Rogue, we gotta find a dress for you!" Rogue groaned at Jubilation's exclamation after she left the dressing room with the dress on a hanger over her left arm.
"Aw, come on! Ah don' need one! Ah ain't goin' anyway!" Rogue whined.
"Ragin's taking you." Kitty ended the conversation.
"Fine." Rogue grumbled.
"Come on people!" Jubilation grabbed Amara's arm and dragged her through the racks of dresses, Rogue and Kitty following loyally.
"Something red, with sparkles." Jubilation muttered as she searched through the racks.
Amara joined her in the search, working on a different rack. Rogue's eyes widened in horror and Kitty's suppressed a snort. She turned around looking for a dress that would be to Rogue's preference.
She stopped and studied one.
The velvet indigo dress had a floor length skirt. Very simple, except the second layer of shining black cloth that billowed out like a second skirt with a split down the front where Rogue's legs would show, if not for the other layer. The top wasn't connected to the skirt; it was a tank top same color of the indigo skirt. A shiny black shawl came with it, connected to indigo elbow length gloves. Kitty held it out to Rogue.
"How about this one Roguey?" Kitty cocked her head to the side.
"It's beautiful!" Rogue gasped. Jubilation and Amara did the same.
"It's you! It's the dress meant for you!" Jubilation shrieked.
"Jubilation, keep it down. Try it on Rogue!" Amara ushered Rogue to the dressing rooms. When the gothic girl stepped out, she looked like a princess.
"Buy it!" Jubilation shouted.
"Sh!" Kitty hissed, still awed by Rogue's appearance.
"Alright, alright. Let me go change back tah mah usual clothes." Rogue blushed and went back into the dressing room, finally coming back out looking like gothic Rogue, the one who they all knew.
"Alright, Amara, you're next!" Rogue grinned evilly. The living fire girl returned her grin nervously.
"There! It says 'Amara' all over it!" Kitty pointed, snickering at the dress.
The dress was fire red leather. Knee length skirt, billowing out somewhat like a ballerina's skirt. The top was sleeveless, hugging the abdomen. Rogue suddenly grinned even more evilly, if possible and ran off to get something. She came back and handed it to Amara. She had gotten a shawl that was more of a jacket. Its sleeves covered the upper-arms and the cape billowed out. It looked like it was on fire, the satin artistically designed to shimmer like moving flames. Amara sighed and disappeared to try the dress and shawl combination.
"You look like the Goddess of Fire! Seriously!" Jubilation's jaw had dropped open.
"Yah look like a dominatrix who is also a masochist. Who likes being burned!" Rogue snorted and Amara blushed a bright red.
"You look good, Miss Ama- Amara." Kitty corrected herself; she had to get into the habit of calling her friends by their first name.
"I'm going to change back to normal." Amara went back and came with the dress and shawl over her arm.
"Alright, Pryde, Ah saw the perfect dress foahr yah!" Rogue went off into the direction where she had seen the dress.
"What? I'm not going, remember Roguey?" Kitty called after her friend. Jubilation grabbed her arm and Amara raced after them.
They stopped at a
rack and Rogue held out a silk dress. The dress was a vibrant pink, the pink
known as tickle-me-pink in crayon language. The dress had princess like skirt;
it billowed out even with out spinning in a circle. The bodice was interesting
in itself. Instead of pink designs, the designs were a bright blue, commonly
referred to as 'Kurt Blue'. The designs were mirror imaged on each side and
like Rogue's dress, there was a second layer split open in a shiny blue. The
pink sleeves were bell sleeves and the neckline was a square neck.
"Try it on!" All three girls chorused and Rogue shoved the dress at Kitty.
"Well, what do you guys think?" Kitty stepped out, looking shy.
Before any of the girls could answer, there were a bunch of cat calls. Kurt, Remy, St. John, and Warren all whistled and catcalled at the embarrassed Kitty.
"I, myself, will pay for that dress, if you'd wear it!" St. John exclaimed.
"Do you have enough money?" Warren asked.
"Yeah! KKB, you have to show up, just to look pretty!" Jubilation laughed.
Amara quickly paid for the dresses and the seven people quickly left the mall, eager to get home to dinner.
Flashback
"Look at the sky!" Kitty pointed at a shooting star.
"Yeah, so?" Logan snarled, angry about something.
"Make wish!" Kitty
closed her sky blue eyes and made her wish.
"What did ya wish for, Half-pint."
"Can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"It won't come true!" Kitty laughed and rolled over onto her stomach, closer to Logan than earlier.
"Whatever." Logan scowled.
"Mr. Logan, do you
think we'll ever not have to fight?"
"Doubt it'll happen."
"Oh."
"Maybe you can make it happen." Logan's voice softened, realizing that he had hurt Kitty's delicate feelings.
"Nah. I'm too violent. It's like totally your fault! I hang around you too much!" Kitty giggled at the look on Logan's face.
"Funny, very funny." Logan muttered.
"Maybe it'll happen while I'm still around." Kitty whispered, now sitting up.
"I'll make sure of it." Logan wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling Kitty close.
That last part is foreshadowing. Thanks to all that reviewed! Your support means everything to me!
