Disclaimer: Okay, wow, I don't own them. If I did I would've told Kids WB to screw off and shove their whole company up their as-...

Okay. So maybe not. Anyways, it's pretty obvious that I don't own them because if I did I think I might've written the show like what you've been reading.

A/N: Yes! Update! Finally it's summer and I have time to sit on my butt and add. That's what you want right? I hope so . Anyways, enjoy this latest chapter, I've enjoyed writing it. Of course, I have so many muses in my head right now it's hard to keep track but my Pietro muse is satisfied. So far anyway. I hope that if this is taking too long for some of you that maybe you check out a couple of my other stories. I have a few on this name here on ff.net and then on fictionpress.net I'm under JadedCross and on adultfanfiction.net, I'm under LadyRaye. So enjoy and as always, review!


Kurt sat underneath the huge willow tree that had been at the Institute forever, according to the Professor anyway. He smiled as he heard the familiar laughter and cursing that followed after a huge boom went off. That was his girl. Kurt frowned. Was Tabitha really his girl? The one kiss they had shared had been something special but just as they had pulled away from another, Tabitha had been dragged off by Jean to go shopping, and he hadn't gotten the chance to talk to her since. He really wondered if it had all been some sympathy move by Tabby but when he got to really thinking about it he knew it was something she never would've done. Tabitha may have been a lot of trouble when she first came to the Institute but Boom Boom always told the truth.

"Hey Kurt, here you are." Kurt's ears perked up as he turned around to see Jean walking from behind the leaves of the willow.

"Oh hey Jean, what's wrong?" She smiled.

"Nothing's wrong. What makes you think I'm here because something's wrong?" Kurt looked down and tossed the piece of grass he held in his three fingers away. He shrugged as Jean took a seat next to him.

"I don't know. I guess it's just because everyone seems to look for the Fuzzy Dude whenever something is wrong or something needs to be brought too them and they're too lazy to get it themselves." Jean raised an eyebrow.

"Bobby?"

"The one and only." He sighed. "I mean Bobby's great and all I just get tired of going poof all the time, you know?" Jean laughed softly.

"I wouldn't say you go poof exactly, more like bamf." She smiled and reached out, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Listen to me. Next time someone wants you to get something for them, teleport away. Just don't return." Kurt slowly smiled.

"Ah, you mean be sneaky."

"Exactly. And hey, who knows maybe when you do that you could go spend some more time with a certain blonde?" Kurt blushed. Jean couldn't help but giggle as she saw his normally blue furred face turn a slight shade of purple with red. When he looked back up to her he slowly grinned.

"Was it that obvious?"

"Obvious? You two had only been kissing forever. I was honestly going to get Rogue to see if she could knock the two of you out." Jean frowned, "That reminds me, I haven't seen much of her lately, have you?" Kurt shook his head.

"No. I heard she's been going out to the lake a lot more. I guess she really just wants quiet. She doesn't seem to get a lot of it here."

"None of us do really." Jean slowly stood up. "Alright, well I'm heading back inside. If you want me to, I'll get the guys to clear out from the pool so you and Tabby can get some alone time." Kurt looked up, his eyes bright.

"You'd do that?"

"Sure, I mean hey, what are friends for?" Kurt grinned and jumped up, taking Jean into a tight hug.

"Thank you!" He pulled away from her and grinned, "I really do need to talk to her anyway."

"Hey, I'm glad I could help. Now, go talk to her." Kurt nodded and seconds later, Jean was waving the smoke away from where Kurt had stood seconds before. With a slow smile she sat back down. What could a few moments of silence hurt? A twig snapped behind Jean and she mentally groaned. 'Whoever that is I'm going to kill them.' She thought. Turning around with a glare that could kill Jean suddenly stopped when she saw who it was.

"Pietro?" Jean quickly stood up, ready for whatever attack Pietro Maximoff had up his sleeve.

"Hey Silver, wait up, I'm not as quick as you!" Jean's gaze swung up behind Pietro. She stepped back. She was ready for anything but this.

"Rogue?"


Lance smirked as he walked up to the Institute doors. It had been the third time this past week that he'd come here to pick Kitty up for a date. He loved watching Summers squirm because the goggle-freak hated Lance even taking a step into that house, and everything was ten times better because it was all to pick Kitty up. Lance leaned against the couch, clad in swim trunks, sandals and a unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. Inside, he was screaming, but Kitty had bought the outfit for him, slightly hinting that she would like to go on a date someplace other than the movies and dinner. He had tried to make things romantic and even though he thought everything he did sucked, she always seemed to love it, even get teary-eyed because of it. He sighed. He really hoped she didn't cry tonight, he hated it when she cried, good or bad.

"What are you here for?" Lance heard behind him. He smirked and turned around.

"What's it to you Summers? Besides, all you need to know is I'm here to see Kitty." Scott frowned and Lance's grinned widened.

"Where are you taking her?"

"None of your business." Scott clenched his fists.

"Look Alvers, I'm going to be honest with you. I hate you. But Kitty likes you so I'm going to have to deal with that but I will tell you this, you hurt her, and I will make sure you can't roll those eyes into the back of your head again. They'll be there. Permanently." Lance smirked and shook his head.

"Not even on your best day Summers, not even on your best day." Scott glared towards him, or it was what Lance thought was a glare and he turned and walked away. As Lance celebrated his slight victory over Summers, someone came up from behind him, covering his eyes.

"Guess who." They whispered in his ear. He grinned and reached up, taking ahold of the person's hand. Before the person could react, he pushed himself away from the couch and took the person with him, making them wrap their legs around his waist. He looked over his shoulder.

"Hey there Pretty-Kitty." He grinned and let her down onto her own two feet and turned around, greeting her with a soft kiss. She returned his smile and leaned forward, taking another kiss.

"You ready to totally take off?" She asked softly. He nodded and let her hop down. Taking her hand he pulled her close and kissed her again. When they pulled away she smiled up, looking up towards him with a slightly surprised look.

"Just wanted to greet you properly. Why don't we take off then?" She nodded and they turned towards the group of people who were hiding behind the stairs. Lance smirked as he saw Scott's gaze centered on him. Giving him an extra wave he led Kitty outside towards his Jeep, skidding off.


Tabitha walked into her room. Tired and dirty. Because of her little stunt of throwing one of her home-made kinetics into the pool, making the water shoot ten feet into the air and splashing everyone around the area caused a bit of a problem. She laughed softly as she remembered the angry faces of Jubilee and Bobby staring at her, soaking wet. Oh it was so worth the punishment that the Beaver had forced on her. Tending to that garden of his. She smirked.

"Now if you want to water something you can water this." Logan had told her. When she tried making another bomb, he simply looked at her and then shoved a watering can into her hands. Once that was done, she had to weed the thing and to make matters worse, she had gotten a Danger Room training session added onto it after she made sure that Bobby's ice sculpture of himself had become little pieces of Bobby. It wasn't as bad as Logan was making it sound and the punishment was really over-rated, or so she thought in her opinion. Deciding against lying on her bed, caked in dirt Tabitha walked towards her closet and pulled out her blue terry-cloth robe and a towel. She would need a shower. Walking towards the bathroom she groaned as her muscles protested with every step. A nice hot shower.


Kurt frowned as he walked through the halls of the Institute. No sign of Tabby. Where had she gone off to? Surely she hadn't taken off. She had told him before that her favorite form of transportation was teleportation and she could only do that with him. Deciding to wait for her Kurt turned the corner and looked towards the door that was covered in band stickers and little bombs going off. He'd wait for her in her room. Looking around, he grinned as he tried the doorknob. Locked. Not a problem for him.

-BAMF-

"Ahh! What the hell?" Tabitha exclaimed as a huge puff of smoke appeared right next to her. Kurt coughed as he pushed the smoke away and cleared his way of vision to see Tabitha, in a towel. And nothing but a towel.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry Tabitha!" He quickly shielded his eyes and shut them closed. Keeping them tight he managed to turn around. "I didn't know you were going to be in here, I thought that you had gone." When he felt a friendly hand on his shoulder he turned around. She was now in a robe.

"Hey, it's alright blue. No harm, no foul. Okay?" She looked into his eyes and saw the shock in his eyes. "Oh c'mon now, you act as if you've never seen a naked girl." Her eyes widened. "Oh my god. You've never seen a naked girl?" She exclaimed. Kurt quickly covered her mouth.

"Would you be quiet, do you want everyone to know?" He asked. She shook her head and he removed his hand. She giggled softly.

"I'm sorry, I just figured that maybe you and Amanda, well," Kurt turned away from her.

"Yeah, you'd think. But all we ever did was kiss and that was the extent of it. She said she didn't want a blue freak touching her." Tabitha frowned.

"Well screw her then." Kurt smirked and laughed softly as he looked into her eyes.

"I don't think you'd want that Boom Boom." She smiled.

"You're right, I wouldn't. Now c'mon blue, what's going on in that head of yours that made you bamf into my room." She sat down on her bed, pulling a pillow into her lap. He followed her with his eyes and shook his head.

"Is that what I do? Bamf?"

"Well yeah, didn't you know that?"

"Not until you and Jean pointed it out. But, that's not why I came in here. I wanted to," he paused and looked down towards the ground, he noticed that he had turned on the inducer. Precaution for walking around outside. With a sigh, he turned it off and walked over towards Tabitha's bed. "I wanted to ask you if you'd go out with me tonight." Tabitha smiled and took ahold of Kurt's hand. Fluttering her eyelashes she smiled towards him.

"Why Mr. Wagner I'd love to!" She exclaimed in a very pathetic attempt at a southern accent. The pathetic attempt had both of them laughing and Tabitha nudged at Kurt, "I betcha anything that sister of yours would kill me if she heard me." Kurt shook his head.

"Nah, she'd probably laugh a bit." When he looked back up towards her, seeing the skepticism in her eyes he laughed, "No, she'd probably want to kick your ass for makin' fun of her."

"Oh, Ah don't see why. Ah think ah'm rather good, don't you?" Tabitha couldn't keep the laughter in as she ran her fingers through her drying hair.

"As funny as that is, you might want to stop. I think she's supposed to be coming home pretty soon." Tabitha raised an eyebrow.

"Coming home? I thought she'd been here all day." Kurt shook his head. "No, she told me she had to work on a report so she was going to the library." Tabitha frowned.

"That's funny, because she told me and Logan that she was staying in, that she didn't feel good." When Kurt looked at her confused, she smiled, "I had a danger room session for blowing up the water in the pool. I thought it was pretty funny. Logan and the others didn't." Kurt laughed softly.

"Figures you'd do that. But if Rogue told me that she was going to the library and you and Logan that she was staying in. I don't understand. She wouldn't lie to me but then again she wouldn't lie to Logan, they're pretty close." Tabitha shrugged.

"I don't know blue."

"I really shouldn't be worrying, but, I can't help but ask myself where she would've gone that she wouldn't have told me."


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