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Lance looked towards Kitty. For the past twenty minutes they had been sitting next to one another, not talking. Having been interrupted by Pietro and Rogue yelling at one another hadn't helped to continue their conversation. Resting his arms on his thighs he let out a deep sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Look, Kitty, we can't keep doing this." He started.

"Doing what?" Kitty sighed and looked up towards him, a little nervous as she pushed her hair behind her ear. She barely even met his eyes before she looked away again, suddenly becoming very interested in the television. The blank television.

"This Kitty." Lance said, "Not talking. Look, what you said earlier, it's something we need to talk about because, we'll, it comes up. There's nothing wrong with talking about it."

"Talking about what Lance? I just mentioned how," Kitty bit her lip, "How sometimes two people can get bored, and well," She shook her head, "We don't need to talk about that. We're not bored." Lance raised an eyebrow and looked towards her. He knew Kitty was really that dumb. Slowly, he reached out and cupped her chin and he pushed her chin up so she looked at him. He grinned.

"My pretty-Kitty. It's all right if you don't want to talk about it right now. Just know, people don't do it just because they're bored," When Kitty's eyes widened, and slowly she smiled, "And it doesn't really matter what anyone else does. When the time comes for us, it'll just happens." Kitty bit her lower lip gently and turned away from him for a moment, making a frown cross Lance's face.

"What if I want it to happen, like, soon." She murmured.

"What?" With a sigh, Kitty ran her fingers through her hair and slowly, she turned and looked up to Lance, moving closer to him.

"What if I want it to happen? I mean, what if I want," She sighed. "God I don't know why this is so difficult." She cleared her throat and then looked up towards him again, "What if I want to be with you Lance? In that way." Lance stared at her for a moment and slowly blinked.

"Uh, what?" Kitty laughed softly.

"What if you and I," Kitty grinned and bit her lower lip again, "Suddenly got bored?" Lance couldn't breathe. He couldn't even tell whether or not he could even think right now. Was there actual thoughts going through his head right now because he didn't even know if there was an actual thought process as he looked down towards Kitty. Taking a deep breath in, he slowly moved away, though it killed him to do so. And he really hated the sudden fear that entered Kitty's eyes.

"Kitty." He started. "That. What you just said would honestly mean the world to me," He smiled and caressed the side of her face lightly, "But, I want to make sure you're ready for it and I want you to know that I am willing to sit here and wait until you are ready." Kitty sighed and shook her head as she got up.

"Why do you all have to treat me like I'm twelve?" She exclaimed. Lance was utterly confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"I am seventeen now Lance! In case you haven't noticed! I'm more than capable of making my own decisions. Like if I want to have sex with you, I'll have sex with you! You and Jean, and Scott." She growled. "Dammit Scott is always treating me like I'm twelve!"

"I'm just trying to,"

"What? Be the considerate boyfriend? Be the good guy?" She rolled her eyes, "Lance, honestly, I'm really sick of the good guys. I want you Lance. It's as simple as that." Before Lance could stand up, or even say anything, Kitty pushed her body against his and kissed him, running her fingers through his hair as she slowly slid her tongue into his mouth. When she pulled away, she smiled down towards Lance who seemed completely out of it. "Do you get what I'm saying?" Lance nodded.

"Yeah."

"Good. Because I don't want you telling me that you're willing to wait when I'm wanting this just as much as you are. I love you Lance Alvers." Kitty smiled slowly, running her fingers down the side of his face. "I love you." Lance smirked, wrapping his arms slowly around her waist he pulled her a little bit closer.

"I love you too Kitty. My pretty-Kitty." He ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her closer for another kiss.


Neither of them realized the yellow eyes looking in from the window. Neither of them could care that she was watching them, half tempted to bust her fist through the window. How dare they! First Pietro and now Lance! What was going on with these boys? They forgot her so easily! After all she had done for them! Mystique shook her head as she turned away. She was going to make them pay and all it took was a little amount of persuasion. It was just so easy. So simple. She was going to make sure her boys knew exactly what family they were apart of. Young Rogue. Now she was going to be apart of this family because Pietro was unreliable on his own. He needed an anchor. So she knew exactly what to do.


Rogue was walking as far away as she could. She didn't want to be anywhere near anyone right now. Of all the stupid things, Pietro really didn't know what to do or what to say anymore because he always did something or said it before he thought it through. It was something she loved about him. Shaking her head she slowed her pace down just enough. It'd take her longer to get to the Institute if she was walking slower and right now, she didn't want to see anyone. Stopping for a moment, she frowned and turned towards the clearing she just walked from. Someone was there. She took another step, and hearing the twig snap she quickly turned and stopped.

"What are you doing Pietro?"

"Coming-after-you." Pietro was at her side in an instant, looking towards her as he pushed her up against the tree. "What? You-think-I-wanted-you-to-leave? Wrong." Rogue sighed and tried pushing him off but he wouldn't move, or if he did it was too quick for her to do anything.

"Pietro, just leave me alone okay? You made your point. Yeah, we had fun. That's it, now can you please just let me go?" Pietro shook his head.

"You. Weren't. Listening." He stated. For him, talking slow took a lot of work and Rogue could tell that he was trying to maintain his composure around her. Thinking before he talked. "The last thing I wanted was for you to leave. I wanted you to stay, spend some time with me without this stupid rivalry going on."

"Then why didn't you tell me that?" Pietro rolled his eyes.

"I did! You-were-just-too-busy-getting-mad-at-me-for-some-reason!"

"I was getting mad, I was just hurt. Here we are, lying with one another and then Lance and Kitty walk in! Oh well, it was a mistake, but you were flying off the handle! Talking about how everyone was out to ruin your life. What else was I supposed to do?"

"Stay." Pietro said. He had moved away from her and was standing towards the bulk of trees, his hands in his pockets as he looked down at the ground. "I just wanted you to stay." Rogue pushed the tears back, she didn't want to cry in front of him.

"Why should I have stayed Pietro?"

"Because. I wanted you to." When he looked at her, Rogue felt her heart catch in her throat. Never before had she seen him look so lost, so broken and alone. Never had she seen him ready to crack. "I wanted you to stay because what happened between us, was the most," Pietro stopped, turning away from her again. Rogue walked closer to him, "It was the most, laughable time of my life." Rogue recoiled. Pietro slowly smirked and held out his arms. "What do you want me to tell you babe? That it rocked my world?" He laughed. "Please."

"Pietro. Y-you can't mean that." He grinned, and moments later she felt herself pinned against the tree, his hands digging into her wrists.

"Oh, but I do. I mean every single word of it. You think these past few weeks have been the best time of my life for me? Please. I've just wanted to get under your skin. Prove I could. And you know what?" He leaned in, kissing along her neck as Rogue tried kicking him, tried to get away, he pushed harder on her wrists, making her cry out in pain, "I did. I proved that you and your little X-Geeks, are nothing. Once you start talking about love and how you care about one another," He laughed, "You were easy."

"Shut up." Rogue replied.

"Oh why? You going to hurt me too?" He let go of her, backing away just enough. "You can't hurt me Rogue. No longer can you touch me with your toxic skin and make me crash out." He smirked, "But you know what. I'm sickened that you can touch me. You're nothing more than a freak. Toxic skin that can absorbs someone else's power and memories? You call that a mutation?" He laughed. "Please. You're nothing more than a freak show." Rogue couldn't feel anymore. She was numb. She didn't know what was going on or what to do. Staring down at the ground she was shaking. Why was he being so cruel?

"Why?" She whispered. Pietro moved closer.

"What was that? What'd the freak say?"

"I said why. Why would you do this Pietro? It wasn't to just prove that you could break me down. Why would you go so far? I thought we were friends." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh, no, here we go again. Whine, whine. You actually think that I would want to be your friend again? That I would want a single thing to do with you? You betrayed me." He was inches in front of her face as he glared towards her, "Did I hurt you? Well good, because that proves that you no longer belong anywhere near the Brotherhood. You think that we'd actually still want to be your friends? Not. Likely."

"You told me you were over that."

"Yeah-well-guess-what-Roguey. You-don't-know-me-very-well." He lifted her chin up so she looked into his eyes. What was behind Rogue's eyes was nothing but hurt, and shame. "You're nothing to me. Everyone who's ever left me. You. Wanda. I'll show you. And you know what else Rogue?" She moved away from him, trying to walk faster away from him, but he kept up with her. "You want to know one last thing Rogue? It wasn't even worth getting you in bed." Rogue stopped and looking towards Pietro, her eyes narrowed and filled with hatred. "Yeah, it wasn't even worth it. I thought maybe you'd be a good la-"Pietro's face recoiled from her slap.

"Get away from me." She said. He laughed, slowly as he touched his cheek, it was turning red.

"Aw, Roguey get hurt?"

"Get the hell away from me."

"Oh, don't worry baby. I'm through with sluts." Pietro grinned, and turning away he was gone in a second as Rogue stood there. Crying.


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