Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution. Wish I did, but I don't. You can all probably be happy because if I did, then the world would probably be in mass chaos at the moment. I don't know how, but it would be. I'll leave it at that.
Kitty's first date with Lance was that Friday night. She dressed up more than she usually does, putting on a red skirt-and-shirt combo. I couldn't help but stare at her; she was so gorgeous. Kitty smiled when she saw the expression on my face.
"What are you staring at, Kurt?" she asked, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.
My mind raced, trying to come up with a reply. All my thoughts seemed frozen at the sight of her and my mouth became dry. I swallowed and said, "Nozing."
Kitty didn't believe me. "You were staring at me," she replied, "and I want to know why." She suddenly bit her lip nervously. "Do I have something on my face? Does my makeup look really bad? Is my perfume too strong?"
I smiled slightly. "No," I replied. "You look perfect." I was hoping that she would pick up the hint in my voice that I really do like her and she would stop the date before it started.
Kitty smiled. "Thanks," she replied, obviously missing my hint.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang and Kitty ran to it, her ponytail bouncing up and down as she ran.
Lance had arrived early, and offered Kitty his arm. Kitty giggled and wrapped her arm around his own. Lance grinned and led Kitty out of the Institute, talking and laughing with her.
My shoulders dropped and I sighed in defeat. Kitty would be gone all evening with Lance, and when she came back she would tell me all about it, never guessing that I was secretly in love with her. Then we would go back to our normal lives, only this time, Kitty would be Lance's and I would be alone.
Scott suddenly walked over to me and clapped a hand on my shoulder. "You okay?" he asked.
"Oh, ja," I replied sulkily. I started to leave when Scott held me back.
"You want to go spy on them?" he asked. Scott was protective of Kitty, just like me. Only she was like a little sister to him, whereas I loved her.
"I don't know," I replied hesitantly.
"C'mon, you'll find out how it goes," he pressed.
I shook my head. "If Kitty ever found out, she'd kill me!" I replied. "I want to stay on her good side."
Scott shrugged. "Suit yourself," he replied, and left, swinging his car keys around his index finger.
I sighed and ported up to my room. I collapsed on my bed, imagining the date that Kitty and Lance were having. And then, I imagined myself in his place.
"Lucky devil," I muttered, pulling my pillow under my head. Lance seemed to be the lucky one, getting Kitty as his girlfriend. I groaned. I need to stop thinking about them. Just having thoughts of them in my mind are giving me a headache and a possible ulcer.
I ported down to the kitchen and dug around in the fridge for a while, completely ignoring the fact that I had eaten less then an hour prior. I finally found a smart carton of ice cream and pulled it out, not noticing what flavor it was. It didn't really matter, either, seeing that I would eat just about any kind. I grabbed a spoon and placed myself on a stool, the carton on the counter. I ripped open the lid and dug in.
Jean came in not too long later. She frowned upon seeing me eating my ice cream in silence. "Aren't you going to eat out of a bowl?" she asked, obviously displeased.
I shrugged. "Don't feel like it," I muttered. "Besides, shouldn't you be out viz Duncan?" I didn't care if I was being rude. Nothing mattered at the moment; only the fact that Kitty was with Lance and would never be mine.
Jean shrugged and left, choosing to ignore my bad behavior for now. I turned back to the carton of ice cream and continued eating, my stomach never feeling full. Not with Kitty gone, at least.
Rogue walked in a while later and pulled a bottled water out of the fridge. She walked over and leaned against the counter in front of me. She twisted the top open, watching me with careful eyes. I didn't respond. I just kept eating.
"What's wrong, Kurt?" She asked, giving me a genuinely concerned look.
I sighed. Rogue was, technically, my half sister. At least, as far as I knew. Besides, I trust her more than others. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. I lifted my yellow eyes to her green ones and began.
"Kitty's out with Lance," I muttered tersely.
Rogue nodded in understanding. She didn't criticize or roll her eyes. She just gave me a look of sympathy. I didn't know whether to be happy or angry, so I just stayed silent.
"If you're so mad, then why don't ya do something about it?" Rogue asked.
That shocked me. I mean seriously, I wasn't expecting that. I was expecting her to comfort me by saying something like, "Don't worry. She'll come back eventually". Deep down, I knew that it wouldn't have helped. "Vat do you mean?" I stammered.
Rogue rolled her eyes. Finally, back in character. "Ah mean, why don't ya go find Kitty and tell her how ya feel?" she asked.
I blanched. "How do you know how I feel for her?" I demanded.
Rogue sighed with impatience. "You've been making it obvious for a long time," she replied, sipping her drink. As if sensing my confusion, she continued. "Ah mean, you're always talking with her, teasing her, listening, complimenting her. And ya do almost anything for her," she explained.
"I do not!" I protested, but instantly knew that Rogue was right. She gave me a look that said, "Don't think about disagreeing because you know I'm right". I sighed in defeat and hung my head, taking another bite of ice cream. "Vat do I do?" I muttered, my eyes on the carton before me.
"Tell her how ya feel," Rogue replied, as if it was the simplest solution in the world.
My jaw dropped. "Are you insane?" I asked. "She doesn't like me; she likes Lance! Zere's no vay zat she vould give up him for me."
Rogue sighed. "What if Ah talked to Kitty first?" she suggested. "Ah could make the questions so discreet that she wouldn't even recognize that I was helping you."
I mulled the thought over in my mind. It would be pretty easy to find out if Kitty liked me or not. And, Rogue and Kitty were best friends. Rogue was willing to help. The pros easily outweighed the cons. "Alright," I agreed, somewhat reluctantly. I still was unsure, but wanted to find out once and for all what Kitty thought of me.
Rogue nodded. "Okay. I'll talk to Kitty tonight when she gets back in our room, then Ah'll talk to you tomorrow," she said.
I nodded, and with that Rogue was gone. I breathed in a sigh of relief. Why, I didn't know. I had plenty of reasons to be panicking right now. Heck, I didn't know why I wasn't. Kitty might find out how I feel for her. But was that really so bad? What if it changed her mind about Lance?
For the first time in a while, my mind and heart were filled with hope: hope for Kitty, for myself, and for a chance to be together.
Hey all. I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE SOONER! There are reasons, though. One of them (and the major one) is that my brother is graduating in about a week, and we have to clean our house because our relatives are coming over, and things have been hectic planning his graduation party and everything. I'm sorry and I'll try to update sooner.
Reviews:
Quill of Molliemon: We shall see how Kurt reacts. I hope this makes things seem a bit better about the whole Lance/Kitty thing.
Raphaella: Yeah, it was. But that's how he felt, I guess…
NctrnlBst: hmm, that could work. That could really work…
Darkness1: sorry it hasn't come sooner, but my bro is graduating about a week, and we have relatives coming, and my rents decided to go on a MAJOR cleaning spree. In other words: HECTICNESS! Sorry it didn't come sooner.
fanficfanatic4: updated as soon as possible!
Thank you all for reading. I want 10 reviews before I update again! R&R!
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