Disclaimer: I do not own X-men: Evolution or Emma Frost. They are both property of Marvel.

Important A/N: I don't like Emma Frost. At all. If you do, this is not the story for you. I urge you to find other Lancitty goodness, or write some yourself, since the world needs more of it. I don't want any flames, because I am warning you now, there will be routine bashing of her, as much as humanly possible. Almost as much as my Astonishing X-men oneshot, Rachel Summers: Step-Daughter from Hell. Flames will be mocked endlessly, and used as more fodder when I burn Emma at the stake.

This is dedicated to Laine for her awesome poem:

Emma's a bitch

Frost is a witch

I wish I could pitch

A mace onto her face.

Shakespeare, eat your heart out.

Being overtired was the worst. Kitty thought she would easily be able to fall asleep, once she curled in bed with Lockheed, but apparently the world didn't like her today. She must have laid there for about almost two hours trying to sleep, trying to think of anything but Scott's angry face and the hurt look in Lance's eyes as he said goodbye to her.

Tears started flowing again and in the back of her mind, she was mildly afraid of death by dehydration. Salty water dripped off her nose onto her pillow. She was determined to get the hurt, the pain out now, before more started.

The door behind her opened slowly. Kitty immediately knew it was Rogue by the way she shut the door and the sound of her feet on the wooden floor. "Hey," her roommate greeted her cautiously.

"Hi," Kitty attempted a smile as more tears spilled down her cheek. "What's up?"

"Nothin'…" Rogue watched as Kitty sat up, wiping the tears from her cheek. "You ok?"

"I'm fine!" A smile was forced on her face. "Don't we have to do the project for the class…?" She got up and walked over to her desk, looking for nothing as she flipped through her folders and papers.

"Kitty?" Rogue approached her hesitantly, watching her teammate cry against the wall. It was very common knowledge that Rogue was not an affectionate person. But even she couldn't help herself as she hugged Kitty, letting the shorter girl rest her head on her shoulder. "C'mon, don't cry over Lance or Scott or whoever you're crying over. It's not worth it."

They stood there for a few minutes, Rogue uncomfortably patting Kitty's back. "I don't know what's wrong! When did everything start getting so messed up?" she demanded, wiping the water off her face.

"Ah dunno. Ah'm guessin' when you fell through your floor that first time."

Kitty laughed bitterly. "Actually, falling out of my locker makes more sense." Rogue gave her a weird look. "Two stupid girls from my school locked me in my locker. I fell out and knocked right into Lance." She smiled lightly. "He had paint on his face, and he looked so cute…"

"And that cute guy loves ya, so Ah guess I'm sayin' don't give up. Not a lot of people have what you have. Ya know, a guy who would do anythin' for you, and you know he would too."

"I know that, Rogue," Kitty told her.

"So stop cryin' and cheer up before I have to steal Blob's power and beat some sense into you," she elbowed Shadowcat lightly.

"Like, as if you could!" Kitty shoved back.

"We do have to do that History project though," Rogue reminded her.

"Ugh…" She made a face. "Did we even pick a topic yet?"

BAMF! "Hi, Katzchen. Are you feeling ok?"

"I'm fine, Kurt. Thanks for asking," She grinned at him. "Something you need?"

"I just came to escort you and my sister to dinner. Plus, you have to meet our guest!"

"Why don't I like that look in your eye, Elf?" Rogue asked as she took one of his arms and Kitty took the other. He teleported them downstairs so they could join everyone else in the dining room.

A certain redhead was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, and looked as if she wanted to blast the room apart with her TK. "What's up with you?" Kitty asked.

Jean didn't answer, just pointed to a gaggle of boys. They surrounded a certain visiting…woman…, who was chatting with them all and flirting with Scott. He was in the middle of the group and grinning his head off when, actually, he should have been lucky that his girlfriend hadn't ripped his head off yet.

"Looks like someone forgot to put all her clothes on this morning…" Rogue drawled. She didn't look very thrilled at their guest either.

Emma Frost looked over at them. "Oh, look. The girls and the adorable blue elf."

Kurt grinned, but Kitty shivered at the smile on the older woman's face. It creeped her out. "Ja, Miss Frost. Do you want something? I can get it."

"No, I got it!" Bobby insisted, creating an ice slide to the kitchen and returning with a glass of sparkling water. "I just figured you'd want things cool, Miss Frost."

The blonde woman laughed, while the other girls looked on with disgust. "His puns are almost as bad as Lance's," Amara said as she joined her teammates.

"Tell me about it," Rogue wrinkled her nose. "Ah smell a bunch of rats."

Beast came out of the kitchen. "Dinner awaits everyone. Miss Frost, please, let me escort you to the dining room."

"You old charmer, you!" As she took his hand and started flirting with yet another guy, her glass tipped over, spilling ice and water all over the floor. "Oh, I'm so sorry!"

"I'll get it," Scott assured her.

"Thank you, Scott. You're such a gentleman!" She drew a finger lightly along his jawbone before walking to the dining room, followed by her cult. Jean bristled furiously, causing a vase to fly at the tall woman's head, just missing. No one but her friends noticed.

The girls started walking towards the dining room when Kitty ran into Scott, who was kneeling on the floor collected the ice. This would have been ok if her foot hadn't connected with his rather sensitive genital area.

"Like, oh my god! Are you ok? I must have mistimed my phase…"

"I'm fine…" Scott squeaked, holding his crotch.

Kitty walked away and Amara gave her a look. "You didn't apologize."

"Just because it was an accident doesn't mean I'm sorry."

Scott continued to wince. He looked up at his girlfriend, who was standing over him and smirking. "A little help?"

Jean scowled. "Hmph! Why don't you get your little Miss Frost to help?" With that, she stalked away, leaving a depressed and pained Scott in the middle of the floor.

Kurt shook his head sympathetically. "This is why I'm glad Amanda doesn't live with me," he explained as he helped his friend up.

"Lucky elf…"

Everyone was already seated when Kurt and Scott came in, taking the last two chairs. "What's for dinner, 'Ro?" Logan asked hungrily.

"Pork roasts. You like pork, don't you, Miss Frost?" the tall African woman asked.

"Oh, of course. And, please, do call me Emma."

"Very well, Emma. Ok, kids, you know the drill. Pass it down." Ororo loaded up the plates with pork, mashed potatoes and green beans, then them down each side of the table.

As one reached Kitty, she passed it over to Rogue and kept the same pace until Rogue had one for herself to eat. Jean, who was on the other side of her, kept the next plate. Emma—who was unfortunately sitting across the table from them—noticed. "Jean, why didn't you give Kitty a plate? Here, have mine."

She pushed away the plate. "I don't want it."

Storm walked over and set a large salad before Kitty. "Enjoy, dear."

"Thanks, Ororo," she smiled at the tall woman, then glared across the table again. "I'm a vegetarian."

Emma wrinkled her nose. "A vegetarian? But you're missing out on some great stuff. Here, at least try some pork." She cut off a piece and held it out on her fork.

"No," Kitty said forcefully, stabbing into her salad. "Besides, it's not kosher." She chewed the lettuce with a satisfying crunch.

Emma managed to regain her composition in a matter of seconds before Rogue interrupted. "Insulting her eating habits an' tryin' to make her go against her religion? Not a bit controlling, now are you?"

"But, I…"

"Roll, Kitty?" Jean asked loudly, holding the bread basket out to her.

"Totally, Jean. Thank you." She took one as Emma fixed the three of them with a glare.

The girls didn't hesitate at all in returning it.

On Monday morning everyone glared at Kitty at least once. She had been wishing it to get here since Saturday afternoon and though their reasoning said that it didn't make sense, the rest of their tired brains said that she must have somehow managed to bring it here faster.

Of course, Kitty didn't care. In a few hours she'd be able to talk to Lance. She could take everyone "accidentally" aiming for her in the danger room sessions. As soon as she'd finished eating, she rushed upstairs to brush her teeth, then outside to stand by the convertible. "C'mon, Scott! We're gonna be late!"

"School doesn't start for a half hour!" He shouted out the window.

"But I have something to do!"

"Is it finding Alvers?"

"…Yes…"

"Then you can wait."

"SCOTT!" He went away from the window and she kicked his tire. Man, if she knew how to drive, his car so wouldn't be here right now.

Inside, Cyclops was leisurely eating his Honey Nut Cheerios. Jean rolled her eyes at him. "Now you're just being cruel."

He swallowed after exactly twenty-five chews. "You're supposed to chew your food and not rush. It helps you digest better."

The bowl rose over his head, tipping to the side as the milk threatened to pour out. "I think you're done," she said pointedly.

He looked up at the ceramic basin, thinking how much it would hurt if she happened to let it fall on his head. "Yeah, I'm done."

Jean moved the bowl to the sink as Scott grabbed his back and called, "Kurt, Rogue! We're leaving if you want a ride!"

The blue boy had teleported himself and his sister outside. "Shot gun!" He appeared in the passenger's seat until Jean gave him a look.

"I don't think so," she waved a hand at him and he moved into the back seat between Kitty and Rogue.

"Nepotism, that's what that is!" He protested as Scott slipped in to the driver's seat.

"Yeah, well, she kisses me and you don't, so I think it's fair." Jean grinned and kissed him while Rogue gave them a look of disgust and rolled her eyes from the backseat.

The front door opened and they all turned to tell one of the new recruits that there was no room left in the car. Surprisingly, it was not one of the new recruits. It was Emma and she was wearing a very skimpy silver night gown that hung barely past her butt. "I just wanted to tell you all I hope you have a good day."

"Uh, well, uh, thank you," Scott managed to get out while Kurt just sat drooling. Even with the red glasses, the girls could tell that their leader wasn't thanking her to her face.

Kitty hit him on the head with her Pre-Cal book just as his girlfriend hit him on the arm. "Scott!"

"Ow! Hey, isn't it illegal to hit the driver?"

"You're not driving and that's the point!" Kitty told him. "Let's go!"

He waved to Emma one more time, then pulled out of the driveway. The ride to school was quiet, except for Kurt trying to convince Rogue not to tell Amanda about their house guest.

They pulled into the school parking lot and Kitty hopped out immediately, looking around for the Jeep. It wasn't there. Her face fell.

Jean got out of the convertible and slammed the door shut behind her. "Oh, by the way. You know the whole kissing you thing? You can forget that!"

"Awww, Jean! Jean!" He ran after her as Kitty sat on the trunk of the car to watch for Lance.

She waited until the bell rang, wondering if he didn't come because he was arrested again or in trouble or just didn't want to see her. Kurt tapped her on the shoulder and she spun around. "C'mon, Katzchen. We have to get to class. You know the Brotherhood, if they were ever on time the world would spontaneously combust."

Kitty smiled lightly. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go."

Four periods later, she walked to the Health room, almost scared to go in and not see him there. Luckily, that was not the case. Lance was sitting in his chair, playing with Callie.

"Hi!" She greeted him happily, grin almost splitting her face.

"Hey, Kitty," He stood up and hugged her quickly, surprising her with his affection.

"Where were you this morning? I waited for you in the parking lot…" She asked, taking her seat.

"I was on the other side of the school. You have Johnson first period, don't you?"

"Fifth," she corrected him. "But you waited over there for me? That's so sweet."

He shrugged, but took her hand and squeezed it. "No big deal…"

The final bell rang and Ms. Smith started class. "Hey, everyone. I hope you had a good weekend. Listen, I have a lot of work to do, so I'm sure you guys do too. So this is going to be a free day. Work on your marriage project or something for another class, just don't get too loud. Oh, and anyone who did spend time with their significant other this weekend and got it documented, please pass it up.

Kitty pulled her desk up next to his. "So, what work do we have to do?"

"You mean you haven't finished everything yet?" Lance asked with surprise.

"Well, not everything. But before I forget," she pulled out a time sheet and passed it up. "I got Professor X to document our time together."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, it just said we were at your house."

He ran a hand through his messy brown hair. "You're not in trouble, are you? Because if you are, I'm so sorry Kitty. I…I guess I'd understand if you don't want to go out anymore…"

"Lance, no! Of course not! Like, even if I was in trouble, I'd still want to go out with you. And I'm not! He believes in you, just like I do," she squeezed his hand encouragingly.

For a second, he grinned, then sighed. "I really wish we weren't at school."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I really want to kiss you."

She blushed heavily. "Lance…"

The two of them got to work on the rest of their project, and she helped him with some of his math. Ten minutes before class was over, Ms. Smith came up to them. "Glad you two got some time to meet during the weekend. Can I see Callie?"

He handed her over and she did a quick check. "Wow, you were excellent with her. Only three minutes of crying, no mishandling or anything. Great job. You both would make excellent parents. Not that you should try now or anything."

Lance snapped his fingers in the 'aw, darn!' type of way. Ms. Smith rolled her eyes and ruffled his hair before going back to her desk and getting ready for the bell to ring. "Hey, are you doing anything important during lunch?" he asked Kitty.

"Not really. Just eating with my friends from the Institute. Why?"

"You wanna hang out with me for a while?"

Her eyes lit up. "Sure!"

The bell rang. "Great. Put your backpack in your locker and meet me by the janitor's closet, ok?"

"Sure." A few minutes later, after she let Kurt know she'd be a little late at the table, she was standing next to Lance. He grinned. "I have a surprise for you."

"Do you now? And where is this surprise?"

He jerked his thumb towards the closet. "In there."

"And how do you suppose we get in there?" She asked with a raise of her eyebrow. He just grinned wider. "Lance, no! No, no, no! We're at school, I can't use my powers!"

"As long as no one sees you, you can," he corrected, glancing up and down the hallway. "Do you see anyone?"

"No…"

"C'mon, Kitty, don't you want your surprise?"

She sighed. "Fine…It better be a totally awesome surprise though." Checking the corridor one last time, she took his hand and phased them into the closet. "Ok, where's this surprise?"

He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard. She responded immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck. Before letting his fingers get tangled in his hair, he released it from the ponytail holder. The silky brown locks fell to below her shoulders as his arms moved down to encircle her waist.

Kitty stepped back to regain her balance, foot rubbing against the mop bucket. Quickly, she pulled away. "Lance!"

"Yes?" With her lips too far away, he set to work on her neck.

"We can't do this. We're at school!" This didn't stop him from sucking lighting where her neck met her shoulder and she did her very best not to moan. "What if someone catches us?"

"No one'll catch us! I mean, no one could get in here except you, me, the elf, and anyone else we know that could break the door down." She looked at him with a puzzled expression so he explained, "You see, earlier the janitor dropped his keys and I just haven't had a chance to give them back yet."

"You stole the janitor's keys!"

"He dropped them!" Lance insisted.

"So why didn't you just use the keys to get us in here?"

"Because, my pretty Kitty, the door only locks from the outside. Besides, having you do your thing is a lot quicker than unlocking the door, then having you phase outside to unlock it." He kissed her nose lightly.

"I guess…" he recaptured her lips, enjoying her sigh against his.

"Lance…like, what if they have a spare key?"

"We'll just have to risk that, won't we? We could always phase someone else." His look became serious. "Kitty, I love you and you know that. But if I have to go another day without kissing you, I'll be more insane than Pietro and Wanda. Put together."

She sighed, and sucked on his bottom lip lightly. "And you said I was cliché."

He held her close to him, enjoying the sighs and purrs as he kissed her thoroughly, only letting them up for air when it was absolutely necessary. This continued for about five minutes, until they broke off to catch their breaths.

"I love you, Lance, but I should really get going. We wouldn't want my friends to come looking for me and find us here," she pointed out, giving him another desperate kiss.

"I guess…" They locked lips once more. "You know, you need to stop being so good at that."

She laughed and put her hair back in a ponytail before straightening her clothes. "You're not so bad yourself. Let's go." She phased back through the door into the hallway.

Lance blinked at the door in front of him. "Uh…"

She phased her top half back in, pecking his lips before pulling him out into the hallway too. "Just kidding."

For the rest of the day, Kitty was in an excellent mood. She practically skipped up the stairs when the car pulled up in the driveway, then to her room. Rogue kept giving her weird looks as she hummed and did her homework.

'Everyone, could you please meet me downstairs in the foyer,' Xavier requested telepathically.

In a minute or two, the residents of the Institute were waiting downstairs. "We have an announcement," Charles told them. "Miss Frost is going to stay here for a while, as well as her pupil. Everyone, meet Wing."

He gestured to a boy of about sixteen with dark red-orange hair and bright green eyes. Wing looked over at Kitty, smiling when he saw her. She grinned back.

Behind the Professor, Emma Frost's mind began calculating.

A/N: Astonishing X-men readers will know Wing (I'm not sure if he's in any other series). He's a great character in my opinion, though I hope he doesn't come back any time soon. At least I can use him here!

Tons of Lancitty in this chapter, as well as Emma bashing. YAY EMMA BASHING! Plus, it was much longer than usual.

If you think I described Wing wrong, please forgive me. I'm working off a bad shot of him from the internet since Hilary has all my Astonishing X-men comics.

Questions, comments, reactions and reviews are greatly appreciated.

Review Responses:

Bant: Peter broke up with her, then when she was with Pete Wisdom in Excalibur (what is with her and dating guys named Pete?) he wanted to get back together. I'm not even sure what Kit and Peter's relationship is now in the comics. I'm pretty sure they're together in Endsong, and on their way there in Astonishing. But Lancitty will always be my favorite with XME!

Laine-chan: I love your poetry! And yes, Scott deserves a nice kick in the crotch!

DOJ: Emma needs to die. That's all I have to say. And I rewatched Shadowdance about two days ago. It was sooo cute. Still, the pool scene will forever be my absolute favorite one in XME no matter what. I've watched it more times than I can could, I know the sfx by now.

Half-N-Half: Kitty wouldn't abandon her guys! And YES! There's someone else besides me who reads Astonishing X-men! I'm slowly converting all my friends (2 and counting!) So you must know Wing too. Astonishing X-men ROCKS! Thank you so much for reading.