A/N:  Here it is…chapter 5…yup…hope someone's readin' it.

Anyways, I was having a little trouble with this one.  (Of course that's nothin' new.)  My thoughts weren't easily going from my brain to the paper.  (And apparently still aren't.)  I wrote the part about Sam and Star over about five times (if not more) before just going with what's below…in this chapter…somewhere. 

Okay, before I start rambling on about who knows what…enjoy!

Disclaimer:  Do I gotta tell ya I still don't own 'em?

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"Ya know," Kitty put her hands on her hips.  "That's like not gonna hold them."

"They can destroy his stuff for awhile," Lance had locked John and Amara in John's room to try and save the rest of the house.  "I have something to show you." They walked down the hall to his room, where they entered and shut the door.

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(Another couple)

"I don't know about this," her voice was almost trembling.

"Relax Cherie," he pushed a lock of her hair to the side and kissed her neck.  "We can take it slow."

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"Cuddle-bumps!  Why?" Todd's muffled voice could be heard.  He had his head down on the table circled by his arms.  Piotr patted him on the back.  They were just about to break into song.  Well, at least Jamie thought so… so he turned the music up.

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"Getta room," Jubilee smiled at Rahne and Roberto.  They got up blushing.

"Same goes for you two," Bobby looked over at Ray and Tabitha.

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(That other couple again)

She was nervous.  His skin against hers, she had never felt like this before.  He was being so gentle, yet at the same time…

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Star was leaned back looking up at the sky.  It was a clear night and the stars were shinning bright.  She loved the night sky.  For some reason it helped her to feel claim.

"Sammy," she didn't look at him.  Her gaze stayed fixed on the sky.  "I know this guy that likes this girl," 

He got a little worried.  She was an empath/telepath after all, and could have easily picked up on what he had been thinking or feeling.

"Well, this girl likes him too.  But they're both to shy to make the first move.  The girl, at the moment, is drunk enough to do it, but has another problem,"

"She's seeing someone else?"

"No.  As one of her dear friends pointed out to her this evening, she's scared of relationships.  No relationship, romantic of other wise, has ever been easy for her.  The problem's not with commitment or just having a little fun, it getting attached and then losing the one she cares about.  Plus she's been hurt by the people who she was supposed to able to trust,"

"He would never do anything to hurt her,"

"He can't make that promise.  And even if he could, she's had way too many promises broken in her life,"

"He cares for her too much to even think about ever hurting her.  But is she willing to open her heart to him?"

"She'd be at a loss if she didn't, considering the attachment has already started to set it.  But she's still worried, even with his word not to hurt her, she worries about hurting him,"

"He would rather risk the chance of being hurt than to have never took the chance to be with her,"

"So he's willing to look past the fact that she's the two time ex-wife of a pyromaniac and is friends with most of her ex-flames?  Including the one running around with another guy's underwear on his head,"

They smiled at each other.

"I don't think he'll have a problem with it."

They leaned into each other and kissed.  It was very passionate and long lasting.  Nether one of them wanted to be the first to stop.

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"Oh, this is so sweet!" Kitty kissed Lance on the cheek.  "I can't believe you like did this!"  The room was clean and romantically lit with a vase of flowers sitting on the dresser.  "You even bought new sheets!"

"Feel like breaking them in?" he grinned.  It wasn't that hot of a line, but he had gone to the trouble…and she wasn't about to turn him down after all that.

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"Not the bed!  We may need that,"

An eyebrow raised and their lips curved up into smiles.

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(How's that other couple doin'?)

"No, don't stop!"

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"Ah," Wanda made a face of disgust.  "He better not even think about taking those off!"

Pietro was stripped down to nothing but the boxers: the one on his head and the pair that he was wearing…where they were supposed to be.

"Let's hope that he doesn't," Kurt turned his head.  "It would totally kill the mood."

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"Why me?"

"What do ya mean?"

"Why do ya wanna be with me?"

"Because, when I'm around you I get this feeling,"

"Man, I'm serious!  You could do a lot better than me,"

"But why would I want to?"

"Why wouldn't you?  Let's face it I'm not that great of a choice,"

"Did you change your mind about us already?"

"No.  I'm just trying to understand how a gal like me managed to get such a sweet guy like you…shit like that's pretty odd,"

Sam kissed Star.

"Ah, fuck it," they kissed again.  "I should just shut up… (*kiss*)… before… (*kiss*)… I mess this… (*kiss*)… whole thing… (*kiss*)… up."

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A/N:  Kinda short.  Best I could manage today.  I jumped around some, hopefully not too badly.  It'll probably be about a week before I'll get a chance to post another chapter, but maybe I'll get lucky and manage to find some free time.

(I feel like something's missing, but I can't put my finger on it…I'll go ahead and post it…but what the hell am I forgetting?!)

(Oh, and sorry if it feels like I didn't finish some thoughts… or whatever.  Like I said earlier, my brain seems to be short circuiting.)

(Still can't figure out what the-)

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