Not This Time
Kitty was leaning against the upstairs wall of the Brotherhood House. She still couldn't believe that Pietro had just walked out of his room and kissed her. Just like that. And when he had just been feeling up some other girl in his bedroom!
"Pietro," she said angrily. "What was that? You can't just walk out from having sex with some girl and then kiss me!! That's disgusting! It's wrong, it's stupid, it's....a lot of bad things!" She was glaring at him.
Lance nodded. "I can't believe you. Kitty is my girlfriend!" He kept saying, "I told you to stay away from her." There must be something she was missing here.
"Uh, guys?" she said. "Is there something going on that I don't know about? Lance, what do you mean you told Pietro to stay away from me? Why?"
Both boys stopped, mid yell. Pietro gave Lance a don't-you-dare-tell-her look. Kitty knew that she'd guessed right about something going on.
"What? You have to tell me. This involves me too, what's going on?"
Pietro sighed and nervously ran his finger through his hair. "I—what I mean to say is—well, I—see, the thing is, I—"
"He loves you," interrupted Lance, giving Pietro a dark look. "He loves you, my girlfriend."
All the color drained out of Kitty's face. "In a—a r-roman—romantic way?"
Pietro turned away from her. This was all wrong. Lance was ruining what should have been a wonderful moment. But from the horrified look on Kitty's face, she didn't love, or even like, him back.
"Yes," said Lance. "Out of all the girls in the freakin town, he has to go and fall for mine."
Kitty looked over at Pietro. His back was to her. "Pietro," she said softly. "Is that t-true?"
"Yes," he said shortly, still not turning around. "But since you obviously don't feel the same way, just forget about it. It was stupid anyway." He started to walk downstairs.
Lance walked over to Kitty and gave her a hug. "I'm so sorry about him Kitty. I don't know what his problem is, but he admitted to me that he loves you."
Kitty didn't know what to think. This was all happening too fast. "Wait," she said to Lance. "If told you that he...loved me, then why didn't you tell me what he said?"
Lance looked uncomfortable. " Because....because I was afraid that you might, I don't know, love him back. I know that irrational, but after seeing you two pretend to like each other, I was seriously worried about it."
Kitty felt bad then. Maybe she had taken the plan a little too far.
"Hey," she said softly. "You have nothing to worry about."
Lance smiled at her. "I know, I just....you guys really seemed like you liked each other."
"Yeah....." said Kitty. "I need to go and talk to Pietro. We have some things to sort out. Is that okay with you?"
Lance looked kind of nervous, but nodded. "Yeah, it's okay. I'll be waiting here when you get back."
Kitty smiled at him. "Thanks. And thank you for being so understanding." She gave him a hug and a quick kiss, and then headed outside to find Pietro.
***************************The Institute**********************************
Rogue was siting on her bed glaring at the wall. Kurt hadn't been home when she returned, so Rogue had to wait to yell at her. Rogue couldn't believe that Kurt had gone along with Gambit's little plan. Her brother was obviously slipped and hit his head on something hard.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Rogue picked it up, thinking it might be Kurt.
"Hello?" she said angrily.
"Why, Bonjour Mademoiselle Rogue," came a mellifluous Cajun voice.
Rogue tensed. What the hell was Gambit doing calling her after what had happened in the park? She'd made it perfectly clear that she wanted nothing to do with him.
"Listen Gambit, Ah don't know what the hell you think you're doin', but—"
"Non, non. It's Jean-Luc, Remy's father." He chuckled. "I take it you want nothing to do with my son. A wise choice, after the horrible way he treated you."
Rogue stared at the phone. Remy's father? She hadn't seen or spoken to him since that little incident in New Orleans, and that was practically a year ago. Why was he calling her?
"J-Jean----Mr. LeBeau? Uh, hi. Um, Ah—"
"I'm calling to offer my condolences over the end of your relationship with my son. He told me all about it. I apologize for his incredible rudeness towards you. He never did know a good thing when he had it."
Rogue was growing more confused by the moment. This was too weird. Since when did Gambit and Jean-Luc have a friendly relationship?
"Uh, thanks..." she trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"Listen, Rogue. I'll be in town next week visiting Remy. I wonder if I might take you out for a coffee while I'm there, to make up for Remy's bad behavior. Not all the LeBeau men treat their women with such disrespect."
"Um, s-sure, Ah guess. Uh, just call the Institute whenever you're free."
"Oh, don't worry, I will. Talk to you next week Cherie."
"Uh, yeah. Bye..." She hung up the phone.
"Okay, now that was freaky," she said out loud. "This had better not be another one of Gambit's plans to get me to go out with him again."
*********************In the Park with Kitty and Pietro************************
Kitty finally found Pietro in the park. He was sitting rather dejectedly on one of the benches.
"Pietro," she called out to him. "We need to talk."
He turned around and glared at her. "What? What could you possibly want? Come to rub it in some more?"
"Hey, you know I would never do that. Do you really think so little of me?"
He scowled and turned away from her. Kitty walked over and sat down next to him.
"So that's why you've been popping up whenever Lance and I are together," she said slowly. "You wanted to make sure we never had any alone time because you were....jealous." The thought was kind of thrilling.
"What am I supposed to say? I love you? You already know that."
"How about telling me when you realized this? Or, you could tell me why Lance knew before I did. Or better yet, you could tell me why."
He ran his fingers through his hair, a nervous habit of his. "I realized it right after we stopped pretending to like each other. Lance somehow figured it out. He told me to stay away from you. I didn't want you to find out the way you did. I—I thought about telling you, but it seemed too weird. I didn't want to lose you as a friend. And I shouldn't have to tell you why."
Kitty stared at him, shocked. "I need to know why," she said, in a voice barely above a whisper.
He looked at her exasperatedly. "Why? For Christ's sake Kitty, you're gorgeous, okay? And you're smart, and nice, and crazy, and you make me laugh, and I love teasing you, and arguing with you, and you have no idea what your shampoo does to me." He shivered slightly. "And I had more fun pretending to be your boyfriend than I ever did with any of my actual girlfriends."
"P-Pietro," said Kitty slowly. "I'm—flattered, but....you've never shown any romantic interest in me before. We've always been just friends....I mean, I had no idea that you—that you.....loved me."
Pietro was avoiding her eyes. "Yeah, well now you know." Suddenly he looked up at her. He leaned over and kissed her, slowly and gently. This time she didn't pull away.
"Can you honestly tell me that you didn't feel that?" he asked. "When we were pretending to like each other, you had to have felt something there. I know I did."
Kitty bowed her head. This was hard. Quite possibly the hardest thing she had ever had to do. "Look, Pietro. I'm dating Lance. We have a good relationship. I don't want to hurt him, or you. But I can't just dump him over some thing I feel when I kiss you. Which I shouldn't even be doing."
"But you do feel something?" pressed Pietro.
"Yes, I feel something. But that's not enough to make me love you. It's—it's just a feeling." Kitty looked slightly panicked. "I'm sorry Pietro. If you don't want to be friends anymore, I understand."
Kitty stood up and walked out of the park.
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And you finally have chapter 14! I am so, sooo sorry that I didn't get it posted yesterday. I completely lost track of time. Author feels bad, she begs for your forgiveness and understanding.
Anyways, there you have it. Thanks as always to the reviewers.
Next Chappie: What's going to happen with Kitty and Pietro? And, Rogue is going on a date with........Jean Luc? What's up with that?
Stick with me people, I got a corker of an idea last night. I've got big, big plans for the Romy situation. *cackles maniacally*
~Druid-Priestess~
Kitty was leaning against the upstairs wall of the Brotherhood House. She still couldn't believe that Pietro had just walked out of his room and kissed her. Just like that. And when he had just been feeling up some other girl in his bedroom!
"Pietro," she said angrily. "What was that? You can't just walk out from having sex with some girl and then kiss me!! That's disgusting! It's wrong, it's stupid, it's....a lot of bad things!" She was glaring at him.
Lance nodded. "I can't believe you. Kitty is my girlfriend!" He kept saying, "I told you to stay away from her." There must be something she was missing here.
"Uh, guys?" she said. "Is there something going on that I don't know about? Lance, what do you mean you told Pietro to stay away from me? Why?"
Both boys stopped, mid yell. Pietro gave Lance a don't-you-dare-tell-her look. Kitty knew that she'd guessed right about something going on.
"What? You have to tell me. This involves me too, what's going on?"
Pietro sighed and nervously ran his finger through his hair. "I—what I mean to say is—well, I—see, the thing is, I—"
"He loves you," interrupted Lance, giving Pietro a dark look. "He loves you, my girlfriend."
All the color drained out of Kitty's face. "In a—a r-roman—romantic way?"
Pietro turned away from her. This was all wrong. Lance was ruining what should have been a wonderful moment. But from the horrified look on Kitty's face, she didn't love, or even like, him back.
"Yes," said Lance. "Out of all the girls in the freakin town, he has to go and fall for mine."
Kitty looked over at Pietro. His back was to her. "Pietro," she said softly. "Is that t-true?"
"Yes," he said shortly, still not turning around. "But since you obviously don't feel the same way, just forget about it. It was stupid anyway." He started to walk downstairs.
Lance walked over to Kitty and gave her a hug. "I'm so sorry about him Kitty. I don't know what his problem is, but he admitted to me that he loves you."
Kitty didn't know what to think. This was all happening too fast. "Wait," she said to Lance. "If told you that he...loved me, then why didn't you tell me what he said?"
Lance looked uncomfortable. " Because....because I was afraid that you might, I don't know, love him back. I know that irrational, but after seeing you two pretend to like each other, I was seriously worried about it."
Kitty felt bad then. Maybe she had taken the plan a little too far.
"Hey," she said softly. "You have nothing to worry about."
Lance smiled at her. "I know, I just....you guys really seemed like you liked each other."
"Yeah....." said Kitty. "I need to go and talk to Pietro. We have some things to sort out. Is that okay with you?"
Lance looked kind of nervous, but nodded. "Yeah, it's okay. I'll be waiting here when you get back."
Kitty smiled at him. "Thanks. And thank you for being so understanding." She gave him a hug and a quick kiss, and then headed outside to find Pietro.
***************************The Institute**********************************
Rogue was siting on her bed glaring at the wall. Kurt hadn't been home when she returned, so Rogue had to wait to yell at her. Rogue couldn't believe that Kurt had gone along with Gambit's little plan. Her brother was obviously slipped and hit his head on something hard.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Rogue picked it up, thinking it might be Kurt.
"Hello?" she said angrily.
"Why, Bonjour Mademoiselle Rogue," came a mellifluous Cajun voice.
Rogue tensed. What the hell was Gambit doing calling her after what had happened in the park? She'd made it perfectly clear that she wanted nothing to do with him.
"Listen Gambit, Ah don't know what the hell you think you're doin', but—"
"Non, non. It's Jean-Luc, Remy's father." He chuckled. "I take it you want nothing to do with my son. A wise choice, after the horrible way he treated you."
Rogue stared at the phone. Remy's father? She hadn't seen or spoken to him since that little incident in New Orleans, and that was practically a year ago. Why was he calling her?
"J-Jean----Mr. LeBeau? Uh, hi. Um, Ah—"
"I'm calling to offer my condolences over the end of your relationship with my son. He told me all about it. I apologize for his incredible rudeness towards you. He never did know a good thing when he had it."
Rogue was growing more confused by the moment. This was too weird. Since when did Gambit and Jean-Luc have a friendly relationship?
"Uh, thanks..." she trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"Listen, Rogue. I'll be in town next week visiting Remy. I wonder if I might take you out for a coffee while I'm there, to make up for Remy's bad behavior. Not all the LeBeau men treat their women with such disrespect."
"Um, s-sure, Ah guess. Uh, just call the Institute whenever you're free."
"Oh, don't worry, I will. Talk to you next week Cherie."
"Uh, yeah. Bye..." She hung up the phone.
"Okay, now that was freaky," she said out loud. "This had better not be another one of Gambit's plans to get me to go out with him again."
*********************In the Park with Kitty and Pietro************************
Kitty finally found Pietro in the park. He was sitting rather dejectedly on one of the benches.
"Pietro," she called out to him. "We need to talk."
He turned around and glared at her. "What? What could you possibly want? Come to rub it in some more?"
"Hey, you know I would never do that. Do you really think so little of me?"
He scowled and turned away from her. Kitty walked over and sat down next to him.
"So that's why you've been popping up whenever Lance and I are together," she said slowly. "You wanted to make sure we never had any alone time because you were....jealous." The thought was kind of thrilling.
"What am I supposed to say? I love you? You already know that."
"How about telling me when you realized this? Or, you could tell me why Lance knew before I did. Or better yet, you could tell me why."
He ran his fingers through his hair, a nervous habit of his. "I realized it right after we stopped pretending to like each other. Lance somehow figured it out. He told me to stay away from you. I didn't want you to find out the way you did. I—I thought about telling you, but it seemed too weird. I didn't want to lose you as a friend. And I shouldn't have to tell you why."
Kitty stared at him, shocked. "I need to know why," she said, in a voice barely above a whisper.
He looked at her exasperatedly. "Why? For Christ's sake Kitty, you're gorgeous, okay? And you're smart, and nice, and crazy, and you make me laugh, and I love teasing you, and arguing with you, and you have no idea what your shampoo does to me." He shivered slightly. "And I had more fun pretending to be your boyfriend than I ever did with any of my actual girlfriends."
"P-Pietro," said Kitty slowly. "I'm—flattered, but....you've never shown any romantic interest in me before. We've always been just friends....I mean, I had no idea that you—that you.....loved me."
Pietro was avoiding her eyes. "Yeah, well now you know." Suddenly he looked up at her. He leaned over and kissed her, slowly and gently. This time she didn't pull away.
"Can you honestly tell me that you didn't feel that?" he asked. "When we were pretending to like each other, you had to have felt something there. I know I did."
Kitty bowed her head. This was hard. Quite possibly the hardest thing she had ever had to do. "Look, Pietro. I'm dating Lance. We have a good relationship. I don't want to hurt him, or you. But I can't just dump him over some thing I feel when I kiss you. Which I shouldn't even be doing."
"But you do feel something?" pressed Pietro.
"Yes, I feel something. But that's not enough to make me love you. It's—it's just a feeling." Kitty looked slightly panicked. "I'm sorry Pietro. If you don't want to be friends anymore, I understand."
Kitty stood up and walked out of the park.
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And you finally have chapter 14! I am so, sooo sorry that I didn't get it posted yesterday. I completely lost track of time. Author feels bad, she begs for your forgiveness and understanding.
Anyways, there you have it. Thanks as always to the reviewers.
Next Chappie: What's going to happen with Kitty and Pietro? And, Rogue is going on a date with........Jean Luc? What's up with that?
Stick with me people, I got a corker of an idea last night. I've got big, big plans for the Romy situation. *cackles maniacally*
~Druid-Priestess~