Leaving
~*~
"Sound the bugle now- play it just for me
As the seasons change- remember how I used to be
Now I can't go on- I can't even start
I've got nothing left- just an empty heart"
-Bryan Adams
~*~
Kitty saw herself walking through the debris. She looked down seeing one of Logan's claws. "God, no," she murmured. She looked around and saw Scott. She rushed to him. He opened his eyes without any blasts.
"Kitty," he said huskily. "You're okay."
"Don't talk," she whispered kneeling beside him and gently taking him into her arms.
"Where's Jean?" he asked.
"I'm sure she's fine," Kitty lied. She saw Scott cough up blood. "Just relax, okay? You're going to be fine."
"Kit, I'm not going to be fine, and you know it."
"Scott, please... don't die on me. Not you too." She felt tears rise in her eyes. "Please, I don't want to be alone."
Scott soft stroked her hand. "'When you're an X-Man, you're never alone'."
"Scott..." She steeled herself. I can't cry.
"Has anyone any one ever told you how amazing you are?"
"What? I'm not-"
"You are. Kit, you have done everything for us. Including giving up the man you obviously love. Kitty, I never told you how proud we all were of you."
"Scott, don't talk. You're going to be all right."
"Kit, tell Jean that I love her. I love her so much."
"I will," Kitty said blinking her tears away.
"Thanks, I could always depend on you." He shut his eyes coughing hard. "It doesn't hurt as much. I think I'm going to be okay."
Kitty felt the warmth of his blood as it seeped onto her clothes. "Of course you are."
She awoke shaking and sobbing. She laid awake but couldn't sleep. Finally she got up and walked over to Lance's room. She could hear the moans and cries coming from his room and made a slight face. She walked over to Pietro's room but couldn't bring herself to go in. She finally just went to Remy's room and knocked gently. "What?" a voice, still husky with sleep asked.
"It's me." A few second's later the door was open. Remy regarded her with sleepy confusion.
"Come in," he murmured.
"Sorry for waking you."
He grinned at her. "Remy can tink of worse things ta wake up ta." He flopped down on his bed reminding Kitty of a cat in the graceful lazy motion. "What's wrong?"
"Couldn't I just, like, want to see you?"
A quick heat came to his eyes but then he just smiled. "Remy likes dat idea, chére, mais he knows better."
"I just, like, couldn't sleep."
"You've been crying," Remy said frowning. "Come here, chére." She sat down on the bed. "I meant here." He motioned her to him. A slight blush touched her cheeks as she moved closer laying her head on his shoulder. "Want ta tell Remy what's wrong?"
"I had a dream."
"About?"
"Scott."
"Cyclops?"
"Yeah. He was the only one, other than me, who lived through the explosion."
Remy frowned. "Want ta talk about it?"
"I saw him lying there, I held him as he died."
"I'm sure dat dat was appreciated, him not havin' ta die alone." His hand roamed gently across her back comfortingly.
"Thanks."
"C'mon, petite, let's get some sleep." She cuddled up with him and quickly dozed off. Remy stayed awake for a few more moments watching her face as she slept peacefully.
The next morning
Remy awoke with his head pillowed on Kitty's chest and his legs resting between hers. He felt his manhood stiffen at their positions. Kitty shifted unconsciously, bringing herself closer to him. He groaned moving off of her. Kitty opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Hi."
"Bonjour, ma chérie," he purred as she sat up. "Sleep well?"
"Very."
"Y' look trés belle dis mornin', petite."
She smiled blushing and looking down. "Right," she said running a hand through her messy hair and wishing for her make-up, even the small amount that she wore.
He grinned feeling the insecurity as it ran through her. "Not'in' is more belle den a femme just wakin' up after sleepin'. None of dat make-up, just de femme's natural beauty."
She blushed again glaring at the ground. "I better go."
His grin merely grew. "Why?"
She stood stretching lithely. "I'll see you downstairs." She then walked back to her room. Remy sighed laying his head back. He took a shower and as he walked down the stairs he was surprised to see Kitty and Magneto talking quietly.
"I understand Katherine, you'll be out of school in a couple months anyhow, this won't be that long."
"I know," Kitty said. "Thank you so much though, I need to... just get away."
"I know; I'll make arrangements." He walked away and Remy approached.
"What arrangements?" he asked behind her.
She jumped. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she demanded.
"Answer de question."
"I'm going to a boarding school in England until I graduate, I just, like, need to get away from the memories of this place for a while.
"Je compris," Remy nodded. "When are you going?"
"Tomorrow," Magneto announced coming back.
"That was quick," Kitty said.
"I have a few connections," he shrugged. "Will you have your things ready by then?"
"Yes," she said. "Thank you so much for this. I guess I'd better go pack." She ran up the stairs. Remy sighed watching her go.
That night
Kitty woke up to the same dream that had haunted her since the Institute had blown up. She got up shaking and went towards Lance's room. There was no noise coming from within but she knew that her fragile nerves couldn't take it if he was in there with Emma. She went over to Remy's door and knocked.
"Come in, petite," Remy called sleepily. She walked in.
"How'd you guess?" she asked slightly embarrassed.
"It's t'ree," he said sitting up slightly straighter. "The same time y' came last night."
"Oh."
Remy held open his arms. "Come here, chére." She crawled into his arms and he could feel the small tremors go through her small frame. "Shh," he murmured. Soon, she was calm enough to fall asleep in his arms.
The next day
"You sure about dis, petite chat?" Remy asked.
"No," Kitty admitted. "Not in the slightest. But its something I have to do."
"Your chariot awaits," Pietro said nodding to the limo.
"Screw dat," Remy said. "Remy'll take her."
"I'm gonna miss you guys," Kitty said.
"No crying, Pryde," Pietro warned. Kitty stuck her tongue out at him. She walked to Piotr and hugged the big mutant and kissed him on the cheek. She then went to John.
"It's not gonna be the same without you, luv," he smiled. She hugged him surprised when he leaned forward planting a quick firm kiss on her lips. He then regarded her innocently. "What?"
Kitty rolled her eyes walking to Pietro. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Pietro reached out and pulled her against him. The two hugged for a few moments then Kitty pulled away to look into his bright eyes. "I think I might actually miss you, Maximoff." He leaned down and kissed her softly but significantly longer than John.
She pulled away. "Will you guys stop that?!" He merely smirked and backed away. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and Kitty turned before smiling. "Lance. I thought you weren't going to show."
"Hey, I wouldn't miss getting to say goodbye," he said. Kitty threw herself in his arms. He held her tightly against him. She looked up into his brown eyes. "I'm gonna miss you, Kitten."
"Me too," Kitty said.
"Call me."
"I will." He leaned down very lightly brushing his lips against hers.
"Be careful, pretty Kitty."
"You too." She stepped away putting her carryon and her laptop bag in Remy's baggage department. "I'm ready." He nodded getting on his bike and started it. "Thanks for everything, guys." She jumped on behind him waving as he took off. They arrived at the airport a few minutes later. The two walked into the crowded airport.
"Just in time," Remy said. "Your flight's boarding."
"Remy, do you think I'm, like, making a mistake?" Kitty asked.
"Non, petite, Remy thinks you're doin' what you have to do."
"Thanks for everything," Kitty said. "I'm gonna miss clubbing with you."
"Oui, tu etait une tres bonne danseur. You have to hurry." He held out his arms. She smiled sitting down her things and stepping into them. The two hugged tightly. Kitty looked up into his demonic-looking eyes and smiled.
"I think I'm going to miss you the most."
"Well, petite chat, Remy was happy to have been de one ta sleep with you."
She slapped his arm. "Yeah, yeah."
"Well, Remy has to follow the trend." He leaned down and his lips met hers. Kitty stiffened in surprise but allowed the soft touch of his lips. Her surprise grew when his practiced tongue parted her lips coaxing hers to play. He kept the kiss going until he felt her melt against him. He then pulled away, grinning down at her. "And now Remy knows why it be a trend." Kitty rolled her eyes picking up her things.
"I've been kissed by more men today than my whole life."
The Cajun chuckled. "Remy's sorry to hear dat. Take care of your self, petite chat."
"You too," Kitty said hugging him one last time. "Goodbye."
"Too formal," Remy said. "Salut." He kissed her on the cheek and she walked away. She sighed looking back at him one more time before getting in line. This was it, her former life ended here... for four months anyhow.
~*~
"Sound the bugle now- play it just for me
As the seasons change- remember how I used to be
Now I can't go on- I can't even start
I've got nothing left- just an empty heart"
-Bryan Adams
~*~
Kitty saw herself walking through the debris. She looked down seeing one of Logan's claws. "God, no," she murmured. She looked around and saw Scott. She rushed to him. He opened his eyes without any blasts.
"Kitty," he said huskily. "You're okay."
"Don't talk," she whispered kneeling beside him and gently taking him into her arms.
"Where's Jean?" he asked.
"I'm sure she's fine," Kitty lied. She saw Scott cough up blood. "Just relax, okay? You're going to be fine."
"Kit, I'm not going to be fine, and you know it."
"Scott, please... don't die on me. Not you too." She felt tears rise in her eyes. "Please, I don't want to be alone."
Scott soft stroked her hand. "'When you're an X-Man, you're never alone'."
"Scott..." She steeled herself. I can't cry.
"Has anyone any one ever told you how amazing you are?"
"What? I'm not-"
"You are. Kit, you have done everything for us. Including giving up the man you obviously love. Kitty, I never told you how proud we all were of you."
"Scott, don't talk. You're going to be all right."
"Kit, tell Jean that I love her. I love her so much."
"I will," Kitty said blinking her tears away.
"Thanks, I could always depend on you." He shut his eyes coughing hard. "It doesn't hurt as much. I think I'm going to be okay."
Kitty felt the warmth of his blood as it seeped onto her clothes. "Of course you are."
She awoke shaking and sobbing. She laid awake but couldn't sleep. Finally she got up and walked over to Lance's room. She could hear the moans and cries coming from his room and made a slight face. She walked over to Pietro's room but couldn't bring herself to go in. She finally just went to Remy's room and knocked gently. "What?" a voice, still husky with sleep asked.
"It's me." A few second's later the door was open. Remy regarded her with sleepy confusion.
"Come in," he murmured.
"Sorry for waking you."
He grinned at her. "Remy can tink of worse things ta wake up ta." He flopped down on his bed reminding Kitty of a cat in the graceful lazy motion. "What's wrong?"
"Couldn't I just, like, want to see you?"
A quick heat came to his eyes but then he just smiled. "Remy likes dat idea, chére, mais he knows better."
"I just, like, couldn't sleep."
"You've been crying," Remy said frowning. "Come here, chére." She sat down on the bed. "I meant here." He motioned her to him. A slight blush touched her cheeks as she moved closer laying her head on his shoulder. "Want ta tell Remy what's wrong?"
"I had a dream."
"About?"
"Scott."
"Cyclops?"
"Yeah. He was the only one, other than me, who lived through the explosion."
Remy frowned. "Want ta talk about it?"
"I saw him lying there, I held him as he died."
"I'm sure dat dat was appreciated, him not havin' ta die alone." His hand roamed gently across her back comfortingly.
"Thanks."
"C'mon, petite, let's get some sleep." She cuddled up with him and quickly dozed off. Remy stayed awake for a few more moments watching her face as she slept peacefully.
The next morning
Remy awoke with his head pillowed on Kitty's chest and his legs resting between hers. He felt his manhood stiffen at their positions. Kitty shifted unconsciously, bringing herself closer to him. He groaned moving off of her. Kitty opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Hi."
"Bonjour, ma chérie," he purred as she sat up. "Sleep well?"
"Very."
"Y' look trés belle dis mornin', petite."
She smiled blushing and looking down. "Right," she said running a hand through her messy hair and wishing for her make-up, even the small amount that she wore.
He grinned feeling the insecurity as it ran through her. "Not'in' is more belle den a femme just wakin' up after sleepin'. None of dat make-up, just de femme's natural beauty."
She blushed again glaring at the ground. "I better go."
His grin merely grew. "Why?"
She stood stretching lithely. "I'll see you downstairs." She then walked back to her room. Remy sighed laying his head back. He took a shower and as he walked down the stairs he was surprised to see Kitty and Magneto talking quietly.
"I understand Katherine, you'll be out of school in a couple months anyhow, this won't be that long."
"I know," Kitty said. "Thank you so much though, I need to... just get away."
"I know; I'll make arrangements." He walked away and Remy approached.
"What arrangements?" he asked behind her.
She jumped. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she demanded.
"Answer de question."
"I'm going to a boarding school in England until I graduate, I just, like, need to get away from the memories of this place for a while.
"Je compris," Remy nodded. "When are you going?"
"Tomorrow," Magneto announced coming back.
"That was quick," Kitty said.
"I have a few connections," he shrugged. "Will you have your things ready by then?"
"Yes," she said. "Thank you so much for this. I guess I'd better go pack." She ran up the stairs. Remy sighed watching her go.
That night
Kitty woke up to the same dream that had haunted her since the Institute had blown up. She got up shaking and went towards Lance's room. There was no noise coming from within but she knew that her fragile nerves couldn't take it if he was in there with Emma. She went over to Remy's door and knocked.
"Come in, petite," Remy called sleepily. She walked in.
"How'd you guess?" she asked slightly embarrassed.
"It's t'ree," he said sitting up slightly straighter. "The same time y' came last night."
"Oh."
Remy held open his arms. "Come here, chére." She crawled into his arms and he could feel the small tremors go through her small frame. "Shh," he murmured. Soon, she was calm enough to fall asleep in his arms.
The next day
"You sure about dis, petite chat?" Remy asked.
"No," Kitty admitted. "Not in the slightest. But its something I have to do."
"Your chariot awaits," Pietro said nodding to the limo.
"Screw dat," Remy said. "Remy'll take her."
"I'm gonna miss you guys," Kitty said.
"No crying, Pryde," Pietro warned. Kitty stuck her tongue out at him. She walked to Piotr and hugged the big mutant and kissed him on the cheek. She then went to John.
"It's not gonna be the same without you, luv," he smiled. She hugged him surprised when he leaned forward planting a quick firm kiss on her lips. He then regarded her innocently. "What?"
Kitty rolled her eyes walking to Pietro. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Pietro reached out and pulled her against him. The two hugged for a few moments then Kitty pulled away to look into his bright eyes. "I think I might actually miss you, Maximoff." He leaned down and kissed her softly but significantly longer than John.
She pulled away. "Will you guys stop that?!" He merely smirked and backed away. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and Kitty turned before smiling. "Lance. I thought you weren't going to show."
"Hey, I wouldn't miss getting to say goodbye," he said. Kitty threw herself in his arms. He held her tightly against him. She looked up into his brown eyes. "I'm gonna miss you, Kitten."
"Me too," Kitty said.
"Call me."
"I will." He leaned down very lightly brushing his lips against hers.
"Be careful, pretty Kitty."
"You too." She stepped away putting her carryon and her laptop bag in Remy's baggage department. "I'm ready." He nodded getting on his bike and started it. "Thanks for everything, guys." She jumped on behind him waving as he took off. They arrived at the airport a few minutes later. The two walked into the crowded airport.
"Just in time," Remy said. "Your flight's boarding."
"Remy, do you think I'm, like, making a mistake?" Kitty asked.
"Non, petite, Remy thinks you're doin' what you have to do."
"Thanks for everything," Kitty said. "I'm gonna miss clubbing with you."
"Oui, tu etait une tres bonne danseur. You have to hurry." He held out his arms. She smiled sitting down her things and stepping into them. The two hugged tightly. Kitty looked up into his demonic-looking eyes and smiled.
"I think I'm going to miss you the most."
"Well, petite chat, Remy was happy to have been de one ta sleep with you."
She slapped his arm. "Yeah, yeah."
"Well, Remy has to follow the trend." He leaned down and his lips met hers. Kitty stiffened in surprise but allowed the soft touch of his lips. Her surprise grew when his practiced tongue parted her lips coaxing hers to play. He kept the kiss going until he felt her melt against him. He then pulled away, grinning down at her. "And now Remy knows why it be a trend." Kitty rolled her eyes picking up her things.
"I've been kissed by more men today than my whole life."
The Cajun chuckled. "Remy's sorry to hear dat. Take care of your self, petite chat."
"You too," Kitty said hugging him one last time. "Goodbye."
"Too formal," Remy said. "Salut." He kissed her on the cheek and she walked away. She sighed looking back at him one more time before getting in line. This was it, her former life ended here... for four months anyhow.