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"Well, I have some work to do. Why don't one of you show him around, and you can get to know each other?" Xavier requested before heading back to his office.

"Um, hey, Professor?" Kitty walked after him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Kitty. What is it?"

"Like, you know Lance and I are working on a Health project together, and he kind of needs some help with some other classes. So…can he come over tomorrow?" she asked quietly, pushing a lock of her bangs behind her ears. "I mean, we'll stay in my room and keep my door open and try not to bother anyone."

"That sounds fine. I'm very glad you're helping him," He smiled at her.

"Thank you so much!" She jogged back towards the stairs. "I promise to do my work too! In fact, I'll do it now!"

Later on, Kitty was in her room, realizing she'd been working for an hour. The door opened. "Hey, where's my lipglo--Oh, sorry." She told a confused Wing. "I thought you were Rogue."

"And I thought this was my room. Guess Scott meant his left. What are you working on?"

"Finishing up my homework. Honors classes give more work than I bargained for. So, did you, like, get the grand tour?" She asked, motioning for him to sit down.

"I think you could live here for five years and never see half of this place. It's huge. Miss Frost is still building the Academy. Apparently I came a bit early," he grinned. "So, what's your special power?"

His eyes widened as Kitty punched him. But instead of blackening his eye, her hand moved right through him. "Incorporeal tangibility. In laymen's terms, I can walk through walls and other solid things."

"Wow. That's cool. I can fly. Kinda where my nickname came from."

"I'm Kitty Pryde. Shadowcat. So, flying huh? That's totally awesome!" Her blue eyes lit up as she moved over to sit next to him at the foot of her bed. "I've never flown except in a plane. Tell me about it."

"Well, the first time I ever did it, I broke both of my legs," He explained, then waved it off as she gaped at him. "It's not that big of a deal. I completely recovered, but I'm one of those guys who learned the responsibility of their powers the hard way. After all my therapy and everything my parents heard of Miss Frost. I've been there for about two months."

"Man, that sucks. My powers have never done anything like that," she briefly remembered her first encounter with Wanda. "Well, it was never my fault at least. So, tell me about this…Miss Frost. Do you like it there?"

"It's lonely. I mean, I'm the only kid there, and Miss Frost and her adults are the only other people I ever see besides school. She's made a lot of progress with me though, so now I can control my powers," he smiled and winked at her. "Still, I think I'm going to enjoy being here with all of the pretty girls."

She blushed, almost not realizing when her cell phone rang. "Just a sec," she told him, then picked up. "Hello? Oh, hey, Lance! Yeah, the Professor said you could come over tomorrow. Don't worry about Scott, I'll make sure Jean takes care of him. Ok, ok. I love you too. See you tomorrow. Bye."

"Who was that?" Her guest asked.

"My boyfriend, Lance. He's coming over tomorrow."

"Oh…I didn't know you were dating anyone," Wing was about to ask something when Miss Frost knocked on the door.

"Storm wanted me to tell you that since a lot of people are going out today, it's leftovers or sandwiches for dinner and you're old enough to make it yourself. If you'd like, I can get something for you," Frost offered.

"No thank you, ma'am," Kitty told her coldly. "You'd probably just bring me a ham and bacon sandwich."

"Hey, that sounds good," Wing blinked. "I'll have one of those. You sure you don't want one?"

She fixed him with a glare. "I'm a vegetarian and I'm Jewish."

"…Oh…Right then. Peanut butter and jelly good?" He offered, making her smile.

"That sounds good. Want me to phase us downstairs so you can experience it?" She grinned. "And you can fly us back up."

"I need to speak with him for a minute, if you don't mind," Emma explained with a sugary sweet voice.

Kitty rolled her eyes in disgust before phasing through the floor. "Whatever…"

He turned towards his mentor. "So?"

"What do you think of the Pryde girl?"

"She's great," He grinned. "Full of spunk, and she's nice and definitely pretty. I like her."

"Good. Now, just make sure she likes you too," Emma sashayed down the hallway, in the opposite direction of the stairs.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

Emma smiled innocently. "Miss Grey had to stay at school to finish a project. I'm going to go make sure Mr. Summers isn't lonely."

"Ok, Lance, now all you have to do is pull in the driveway," Kitty instructed the next day after school. "Just turn the steering wheel, put your foot on the gas…"

"I know!" He insisted with a glare. "But are you sure this is ok? It's not at trick?"

"Why would I trick you? I don't go to jail for people I don't love, Alvers!" Kitty glared at him. "And yes, I'm positive that it was the Professor and not Mystique. Now let's go!"

He kissed her gently. "You're cute when you're mad." The Jeep turned into the driveway of the Institute.

Kitty grabbed her bag and hopped out. "The next step is turning the car off and getting out."

"Oh, you're so funny," he rolled his eyes, but turned the key of the jeep and took it out.

"Why are you stalling? I know you don't want to do work but Rogue has extra lessons with the Professor today so we can study in my room. Alone. Just the two of us."

Lance wrapped an arm around her waist. "Miss Pryde, are you seducing me?"

She laughed loudly. "As if. Especially since, if you look in the window, you'll see Scott glaring at us."

Lance looked over to the window and groaned. "Doesn't he ever give up?" He grabbed Kitty's face lightly, and kissed her, then waved to the pissed off senior.

"If you're going to kiss me, don't do it to piss off Scott, please," She requested, dragging him into the house.

"Yes, dear, sorry, dear," He answered, earning him an elbow in the stomach.

Scott met them in the foyer. "What are you doing here, Alvers?"

"I'm spending time with my girlfriend. Why don't you do the same, unless she's finally wizened up and left you for someone without a stick in their ass," Lance smirked.

"Why you--!" Scott reached for his sunglasses without thinking.

"What are you gonna do?" He snorted, reaching over to tap on the shades. "Beam me up, Scotty?"

"Lance, cut it out!" Kitty insisted. "Let's go do our homework. I'll see you later, Scott." She dragged her boyfriend upstairs, trying not to let the giggle escape from her mouth. "You need to stop antagonizing him, ya know."

"That takes all the fun out of it."

She raised an eyebrow at him as she opened the door to her room. "All the fun?"

He sat on her bed, pulling her into her lap and kissing her again. "Well, not all the fun..."

She melted in to his embrace for a few minutes before getting her head back. "Ok, ok, we have work to do."

"I don't understand why I have to take government. I don't plan on being part of those idiots and they ain't never done nothin' good for me," Lance grumbled, staring at the cover of the textbook before tossing it aside.

She sighed and picked it up before sitting next to him. "I know you've had it rough when it comes to them, but we are one of their primary concerns right now. We need to understand how they work, what their thoughts are," She bit her lip, as he still seemed bored. "Let's put it this way. It's like stumbling into a fight without knowing your opponent. I mean, if you hadn't ever heard anything about Scott before and you started to fight, he'd have a huge advantage with his optic beams."

"What you're saying is, if I don't know about this when I try to go against them with their anti-mutant crap, I'm screwed?"

"More or less," she grinned. "Not that I condone going against the government."

"See, you should be my teacher. You understand me, why doesn't anyone else try to do that? I'm not a hopeless cause…am I?"

"God, of course not!" She kissed him, hoping to bring some light back into those darkened eyes. "You're one of the smartest people I know. You're just not book smart, like me. But trust me, it's not much better."

"Are you serious? I'd kill to have your brains. I love watching you figure stuff out," he brushed a lock of her hair back. "In chemistry, when you're pouring over those equations and breezing through them…Well, it's sexy."

A blush formed over her cheeks. "No one back in Northbrook thought so. Remember when we met? I didn't just hang out in my locker for fun."

"Yeah, well, what's-her-face was an idiot. Everyone there was to not realize how sweet, and pretty, and smart, and wonderful you are…" He kissed her again gently.

"Lance…" She leaned into the lip lock, shivering in delight as his hands caressed her back. Her hands dug into his messy hair, using it as an anchor for her to deepen the kiss. Lightly, he rolled them over so she was comfortably lying on her bed.

"Kitty," he whispered into her ear. His hot breath caused her to moan lightly as he moved lower, kissing her neck. Lance loved her purrs of delight as their rumbled through her chest.

Unfortunately, they were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Damn…" He cursed. "If it's Summers, I swear I'll…"

Kitty gently pushed him off of her. "Come in."

An orange head poked through and Wing asked, "Am I interrupting something?"

"Yes," Lance replied bluntly.

"Course not, come on in. Lance, this is Wing, he's going to stay with us for a while with his school's headmistress. Wing, this is my boyfriend Lance. I told you about him last night."

Lance smiled righteously. "That's right, I'm her boyfriend."

The other man smiled at Kitty. "You're a lucky guy," He assured the Brotherhood member as they shook hands, wincing for a moment as Lance gripped harder than necessary.

"I know."

"Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Kitty asked, trying to break the tension.

"I got some of the books we were talking about yesterday from the library," He explained.

"Great! I still can't believe you never read Homer in school," she rolled her eyes. "I'm a little busy right now, but if you want my computer has a lot of notes on the houses and other mythological stuff, so I can totally help you out if you get stuck. Epic poems and fantasy stuff is kind of a guilty pleasure for me."

Lance ground his teeth. She had never told him that.

"Awesome. I'll see you later then. I heard you liked ice cream, so I picked some up when I was out. I'll treat you to one of my famous sundaes. Nice to meet you, Lance," He waved, then let himself out.

"I don't like him," Avalanche told his girlfriend.

"Did you like hit your head when I wasn't watching?"

"Did you see the way he was looking at you?" He insisted.

"Wing is a friend, Lance. Just like Scott and Kurt and Bobby and the other guys," She assured him.

"I'm still not sure about the blue boy, but I know Scott and Bobby don't look at you the way that guy does," He grumbled, still glaring at the door.

"He's new in a huge house with a lot of people. All he really wants is a friend, someone to connect to and hang out with," She kissed him lightly. "Even if he did like me—and he doesn't—I have you. I wouldn't cheat on you, Lance. It's a very stupid thing to attempt when you live with three superior telepaths."

"Three?"

"Yeah. Wing's mentor, Miss Frost," She said with disgust.

"Don't like her?"

"No one here does except the guys," She grumbled. "Anyway, let's get our work done. I promised the Professor we would get something done. And then we can explore recreational activities."

He grinned. "I like the sound of that."

Two hours later, they had finished everyone and were snuggling on Kitty's bed. She loved the smell of his vest. It was comforting and strong, worn leather. His scent made her feel happy and comforted.

"Have I mentioned I love you?" She murmured against his chest.

"Always nice to hear. And I love you too," he leaned down and kissed her again.

The door opened as she kissed back, and Kitty bit back a groan. "Hey, Rogue."

"Well, if it ain't Romeo and Juliet," Rogue mused. "Sorry, but Ah'm taking my side of the room back and Ah really don't wanna watch ya'll make out."

"Then don't watch," Lance said simply, but Kitty shook her head. "Um…actually, it's getting pretty late. Maybe I should go?"

His girlfriend answered with a nod. "We're going to be having dinner soon, and I don't think you and Scott killing each other would make the Professor very happy."

"If ya wants to kill Miss Frost instead, go ahead," Rogue grumbled from her bed. "Stupid witch."

"What'd she say?" Kitty asked with anxious concern.

"Nothing that Ah can repeat without ripping her stupid head off. When is she leavin' again?"

She sighed. "Not soon enough. C'mon, Lance, I'll walk you down."

"Kay. See you around, Rouge," He nodded to his former teammate.

"Bye."

The couple walked downstairs hand in hand, and when they reached the landing, he saw her. "Oh, holy shit."

Emma Frost stood there wearing less than she usually did, in a tight white shirt and a piece of cloth that she apparently thought counted as a skirt in some place on earth. "Hi, Kitty. This must be your guest, Lance Alvers."

She glared. "Yeah, this is my boyfriend. He has to leave now though."

"Don't be rude, I can stay and meet her," He grinned. "You know who I am, but you are…?"

"Emma Frost. Fantastic to finally meet you. I heard around that you were handsome, but I don't think they give you nearly as much credit as you deserve," She purred.

Kitty could practically see Lance's head swelling. "That's nice but he has to go. Now." She pulled him through the door, barely giving him the chance for a swift farewell.

Through the glass doors, Emma watched the girl glare at her boyfriend for a minute, before they kissed and made up. "Enjoy this, girl," She whispered coldly as Lance drove away. "I promise you won't have it for long."

A/N: Emma's totally the type of person to hit on high school guys. Man she sucks. But I enjoyed writing the Lancitty goodness in this chapter. Next chapter: Wing goes to Bayville and Lance hates his guts.

Questions, comments, reactions and reviews are greatly appreciated.

Review Responses:

True Romantic: That scene in Ascension made me cheer. We all knew the Brotherhood couldn't let their favorite girls get their butts kicked. After they walked away together it was so sweet. I'm glad you like my story!

El Diablo: This fic wouldn't work without the Lancitty. Thanks for reading!

Jenskott: Ah, I haven't posted it yet. It's about ¾ done, but I'm not sure if it would fit in the X-men fanfiction section since I'm using my version of Rachel and not the comic version (they're the same person, just some differences). I'm trying not to bash so much as show that she's just a bitch by nature, but sometimes my hatred just shows through. Jean will get her revenge eventually, but if my boyfriend started ogling another woman like that, he'd get his ass kicked. I actually bought Astonishing after reading the first few pages and realizing it was about Kitty. I didn't even know Jean was dead, let alone that Scott was with that. If it didn't have such an awesome plot I'd stop reading it. Now I just have to sit back and wait for Jean to come back and put Emma in her place.

Asia1st: Thank you!

DOJ: Yes, man I hate Emma. Even Phoenix: Endsong (which is supposed to be about Jean) is now focusing on her. Stupid writers better redeem themselves in the last comic or they're gonna get some pretty nasty flames from me. I'm pretty sure Wing is only from Astonishing X-men, and he's dead now. I just like his character.

Tribegirl: I'm happy you like it. I hope you keep reading.