Chapter 4

Dairine's Intervention

It was almost three weeks after Kit and Nita had had their big fight. They were still not talking, and Dairine was forced to bring their fight to a stop. With Carmela talking to Nita, Dairine popped up into Kit's room, scaring him half to death.

"What the...Dairine? What're you doing here?!"

"Kit, calm down. Look, you two have got to make up!"

Kit's face clouded.

"I would, if she'd just..."

Dairine gave him 'the look', and he quieted down.

"Thank you. Kit, you two have got to get back together. Tom'n'Carl say that there's a high possibility the Lone One's gonna hit you two again sometime soon. You two are okay apart, but you two bring out the best in each other when you're partnered," she told him, her voice getting quieter and quieter. "Kit, I can't stress this enough. Get back together. You're killing yourselves by keeping away from each other. She's not exactly happy right now."

Kit's reply was cool, but not icy.

"Yeah? Ask her how I feel."

Dairine managed to control her temper.

"Okay. Kit, get over to my house right now. Nita has to talk with you."

As he hesitated, Dairine got him.

"She's been crying ever since you had that fight."

He was gone in a flash.

"Nita?"

She looked up from her book, her eyes subdued and slightly moist.

"Kit."

He sat down beside her, and they stayed in silence for a while. Kit looked at Nita, whose head was bowed, tears trickling down her face. Kit bit his lip, then very gently put his arms around her. She whirled round, flung her arms around his neck, and buried her face in his chest, starting to really cry now. Kit hugged her tightly, and anyone who saw them for those next ten minutes would have thought they had been separated for years instead of weeks. Nita was merely happy to be with Kit again, and vice versa. Nita, after making sure the door was locked and the room was inaccessible to everyone but them, snuggled up to Kit, asking very quietly, "Kit?"

"Neets?"

"I'm r-really, really s-sorry. I was being a real b..."

Kit gave her a warning look.

"I don't like swearing that much..."

"S-sorry. Kit, I...I know this sounds stupid...but..."

"I'm not allowed to have more than one girlfriend?"

Nita gave him a wry, wet smile. "No. Are... are we still friends?"

Kit looked half ready to laugh, half about to pity her.

"Whaddya think?"

"Well, then, we're more than just...friends."

"Uh...yeah, I guess."

"Are we really?"

Kit grinned. "I see where this is going..."

Nita put her arms around him. "Awww, Kit..."

They snuggled together, and, from the refuge of the outside corridor, Dairine and Carmela exchanged high-fives, then tiptoed off, leaving the two teenagers to themselves.