The One
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution
Author's Notes: I'm going to skip the explanation of how almost everyone she knows is a mutant and move into 'the night' so here goes.
Ring. Ring.
"I got it!" Pietro shouted.
"Hello?"
"Hey Pietro, do you have plans tonight?" The voice asked.
"John?" He questioned.
"Listen, I called all the guys together, so we're going out, you want to come or not?"
"Fine, where?" Pietro sighed.
"Don't know yet, but you know where to meet us right?"
"Of course, I'll see you later," then Pietro hung up.
"Who was it?" Kitty asked walking into the kitchen.
"Just John. I'm going out tonight ok?" He took out a bottle of water and headed upstairs.
Kitty shook her head and grabbed a snack.
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"You date women for the rush of it, for the one reason of being adored and of course the attention they give you, because they love you. They feed your ego," Erik started.
"But of course, you have the same problem Remy did. Wait, never mind. Remy used to be a player. You date one woman, and the next time, it's another woman. You are a womanizer, you use them for what you want and what you can get, except for the part in which you a restricted from. The reason Remy's kind don't get too close to women is because they might fall in love, is sort of why you're afraid too," Remy added.
"You're a ladies' man, and I'm correct with the plural," John chuckled.
"And the number one rule is not to get attached, and so far you've obeyed it," Remy shook his head.
"I am not afraid. I'm capable of loving," Pietro said defensively.
"We never said that you weren't," John replied.
"Stop using women," Piotr commented.
"Give them a chance," Remy suggested.
"Give Kitty a chance," Erik pleaded.
"What? When did she get into this conversation? And is this a 'gang up on Pietro night?'" Pietro was surprised.
Piotr, Remy, and John shook their heads and left.
"Well?" Pietro asked.
"Do you remember what happened almost 6 years ago?" Erik asked.
"Why would I?" He snapped.
"Listen, your daughter was conceived; don't tell me you remember the one night that changed your entire life?" Erik was getting angry.
"Dad! Please, I thought we weren't going to talk about this anymore!" Pietro was angry too.
"Just listen! We're you two drunk? At least remember that!" Erik shouted.
Pietro exhaled loudly, and shook his head.
"Good, so you know that you both were aware of what you were the doing the whole time," Erik pointed out.
Pietro crossed his arms, but remained silent.
"What I need you to do is calm down, and hear what I have to say," Erik began.
Pietro frowned, "Look at us dad. This is how we were supposed to be when I was growing up. I'm almost 30 and now you're lecturing on the birds and the bees. I think it it's a little too late for that."
"This is not the topic and you know it," Erik answered.
"Fine then, what is it?"
"Describe Kitty for me please?" Erik asked.
Pietro rolled his eyes, "She's not bad for a mother. She's beautiful. Nice hair, eyes, body…"
"Ok, so you admit that you are attracted to her, but what other characteristics are there?" Erik sat there patiently.
Pietro sighed exasperatedly, "She's annoying, ditzy, loud, naïve, pathetic, loser, X-geek, self-centered, immature, and the list goes on."
"Are you listening to yourself? That's not the Kitty I know. You're not in High School anymore. The young lady back then is no longer the woman today. That night changed her entire life too. Not only did she lose her innocence to you, she got pregnant, gave up her dream job to be a full-time mother, and left home to move in with you. Now she's the one who gets up in the morning to make your breakfast and coffee, she's the one who does your laundry, who irons your clothes, who packs your lunch, who cleans your house, and the one person to take care of you when you are sick. She doesn't do it because she has to, because she doesn't. She could sleep in every morning if she wanted to, or go to work like she's always to do. She could take care of only herself and Eliza, and still live in luxury at the mansion, and leave you to die if she wanted to. But she doesn't. She does it because she cares."
"Are you done?" Pietro asked.
"No," Erik chuckled. "Do you think she would've slept with you if she didn't love you?"
"What?" Pietro's mood changed from anger to shock.
"Do you think she would've slept with you if she didn't love you?" He repeated.
"How did love get into this?" Pietro look confused.
"Kitty's not the kind of girl to give herself to just any guy. You said so yourself, neither of you were drunk. Do you actually believe she slept with you just because things got out of hand, which is the reason you slept with her," Erik was right, and Pietro knew it.
"We just got caught up in the moment, that's all!" Pietro exclaimed.
"You did, not her."
"I'm not telling you marry her, I told you from the very start, and I won't make you marry her if you're just going to divorce later. Give her a chance. She deserves it. She didn't get in this position by herself, and all you've been doing is treating her like a housekeeper. Take her out once in a while," Erik suggested.
"I do."
"Not enough. Get to know her, and you'll see what I see," Erik patted him on the shoulder and left.
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"You're home early," greeted Kitty as she was putting away the dishes.
"I was with Dad and the guys, and then I went to Lookout Point to think," He folded his arms and just watched her, "Why did you sleep with me that night?"
The glass fell from her hand, but Pietro caught it and put it in its place in the cupboard.
"I thought we weren't going to talk about this anymore."
"I'm just curious," He replied, "You love me don't you?" His old smirk appeared again.
"I never said that," She then made her way the stairs, with Pietro following.
"Well…why did you?" He asked.
"It was a mistake," She opened the door to Eliza's room for both of them to see her asleep, "but I don't regret it."
Pietro looked into her eyes, and felt something he's never felt before.
Kitty walked into her room, leaving Pietro to stand there.
"Good night Pietro," she said over her shoulder.
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution
Author's Notes: I'm going to skip the explanation of how almost everyone she knows is a mutant and move into 'the night' so here goes.
Ring. Ring.
"I got it!" Pietro shouted.
"Hello?"
"Hey Pietro, do you have plans tonight?" The voice asked.
"John?" He questioned.
"Listen, I called all the guys together, so we're going out, you want to come or not?"
"Fine, where?" Pietro sighed.
"Don't know yet, but you know where to meet us right?"
"Of course, I'll see you later," then Pietro hung up.
"Who was it?" Kitty asked walking into the kitchen.
"Just John. I'm going out tonight ok?" He took out a bottle of water and headed upstairs.
Kitty shook her head and grabbed a snack.
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"You date women for the rush of it, for the one reason of being adored and of course the attention they give you, because they love you. They feed your ego," Erik started.
"But of course, you have the same problem Remy did. Wait, never mind. Remy used to be a player. You date one woman, and the next time, it's another woman. You are a womanizer, you use them for what you want and what you can get, except for the part in which you a restricted from. The reason Remy's kind don't get too close to women is because they might fall in love, is sort of why you're afraid too," Remy added.
"You're a ladies' man, and I'm correct with the plural," John chuckled.
"And the number one rule is not to get attached, and so far you've obeyed it," Remy shook his head.
"I am not afraid. I'm capable of loving," Pietro said defensively.
"We never said that you weren't," John replied.
"Stop using women," Piotr commented.
"Give them a chance," Remy suggested.
"Give Kitty a chance," Erik pleaded.
"What? When did she get into this conversation? And is this a 'gang up on Pietro night?'" Pietro was surprised.
Piotr, Remy, and John shook their heads and left.
"Well?" Pietro asked.
"Do you remember what happened almost 6 years ago?" Erik asked.
"Why would I?" He snapped.
"Listen, your daughter was conceived; don't tell me you remember the one night that changed your entire life?" Erik was getting angry.
"Dad! Please, I thought we weren't going to talk about this anymore!" Pietro was angry too.
"Just listen! We're you two drunk? At least remember that!" Erik shouted.
Pietro exhaled loudly, and shook his head.
"Good, so you know that you both were aware of what you were the doing the whole time," Erik pointed out.
Pietro crossed his arms, but remained silent.
"What I need you to do is calm down, and hear what I have to say," Erik began.
Pietro frowned, "Look at us dad. This is how we were supposed to be when I was growing up. I'm almost 30 and now you're lecturing on the birds and the bees. I think it it's a little too late for that."
"This is not the topic and you know it," Erik answered.
"Fine then, what is it?"
"Describe Kitty for me please?" Erik asked.
Pietro rolled his eyes, "She's not bad for a mother. She's beautiful. Nice hair, eyes, body…"
"Ok, so you admit that you are attracted to her, but what other characteristics are there?" Erik sat there patiently.
Pietro sighed exasperatedly, "She's annoying, ditzy, loud, naïve, pathetic, loser, X-geek, self-centered, immature, and the list goes on."
"Are you listening to yourself? That's not the Kitty I know. You're not in High School anymore. The young lady back then is no longer the woman today. That night changed her entire life too. Not only did she lose her innocence to you, she got pregnant, gave up her dream job to be a full-time mother, and left home to move in with you. Now she's the one who gets up in the morning to make your breakfast and coffee, she's the one who does your laundry, who irons your clothes, who packs your lunch, who cleans your house, and the one person to take care of you when you are sick. She doesn't do it because she has to, because she doesn't. She could sleep in every morning if she wanted to, or go to work like she's always to do. She could take care of only herself and Eliza, and still live in luxury at the mansion, and leave you to die if she wanted to. But she doesn't. She does it because she cares."
"Are you done?" Pietro asked.
"No," Erik chuckled. "Do you think she would've slept with you if she didn't love you?"
"What?" Pietro's mood changed from anger to shock.
"Do you think she would've slept with you if she didn't love you?" He repeated.
"How did love get into this?" Pietro look confused.
"Kitty's not the kind of girl to give herself to just any guy. You said so yourself, neither of you were drunk. Do you actually believe she slept with you just because things got out of hand, which is the reason you slept with her," Erik was right, and Pietro knew it.
"We just got caught up in the moment, that's all!" Pietro exclaimed.
"You did, not her."
"I'm not telling you marry her, I told you from the very start, and I won't make you marry her if you're just going to divorce later. Give her a chance. She deserves it. She didn't get in this position by herself, and all you've been doing is treating her like a housekeeper. Take her out once in a while," Erik suggested.
"I do."
"Not enough. Get to know her, and you'll see what I see," Erik patted him on the shoulder and left.
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"You're home early," greeted Kitty as she was putting away the dishes.
"I was with Dad and the guys, and then I went to Lookout Point to think," He folded his arms and just watched her, "Why did you sleep with me that night?"
The glass fell from her hand, but Pietro caught it and put it in its place in the cupboard.
"I thought we weren't going to talk about this anymore."
"I'm just curious," He replied, "You love me don't you?" His old smirk appeared again.
"I never said that," She then made her way the stairs, with Pietro following.
"Well…why did you?" He asked.
"It was a mistake," She opened the door to Eliza's room for both of them to see her asleep, "but I don't regret it."
Pietro looked into her eyes, and felt something he's never felt before.
Kitty walked into her room, leaving Pietro to stand there.
"Good night Pietro," she said over her shoulder.