I'm Yearning
~*~
So why ya gotta stand there
Looking like the answer now
It seems to me - you'd come around
I need you now
Do you think you can cope?
You figured me out - I'm lost and I'm hopeless
Bleeding and broken - though I've never spoken
I come undone - in this mad season
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
A few days later
Kitty was sitting with Rogue and Jubilee just talking in the rec. room with the others waiting for the professor who had called a meeting. The professor came in after a few minutes with Magneto. "Eric and I have decided that we are to become one team. The X-Men, the Acolytes, and the Brotherhood will all live in the mansion."
"Oh, no," Kitty whispered. Rogue's eyes narrowed as she laid a gloved hand over her friend's. The Brotherhood walked into the room. She stood and fled the room. She ran directly into Remy who was coming in the door with the other Acolytes.
"Easy dere, chat," he said steadying her. "Y' okay?"
"I'm fine, like, let go."
"What in de hell happened ta y', chére?" Remy demanded reaching out and gently touching the bruise on her cheek. Unconsciously, she looked over at Lance who was laughing at something Todd had said. Remy's eyes narrowed. "He hit you?" He saw out of the corner of his eye John glare at Lance and start playing with his lighter.
"I... please let go." Remy released her and she ran up the stairs. The fear in her eyes when she looked at Lance answered the question perfectly, it also told him that this wasn't a battle injury. The man had hit this girl as her "boyfriend."
His eyes met Logan's for an instant and he could see the murder in the feral mutants gaze at the professor's news. Remy nodded briefly and the two formed a temporary truce. He and Logan had met several times throughout the years, sometimes as allies, and sometimes as enemies.
He knew that one thing that they had in common was their aversion to violence against anyone physically weaker than you, especially women and children. He walked over to Logan and leaned lazily against the wall as the professor and Magneto went over the sleeping arrangements.
"I saw ya lookin' at her," Logan said his voice deceptively calm.
"She's cute," Remy shrugged.
"Whatever. After what happened to her the last thing she needs is a guy like you toying with her."
"Mon ami, Remy wouldn't hurt de femme."
"Right."
Pietro strolled over. "We're rooming together," he told Remy. "All three of us."
"T'ree?" Remy asked.
"We're roomies," John smiled walking over too.
"Perfect," Remy muttered.
A couple hours later
Kitty walked out of her room and phased through the floor into the room that was always empty. She solidified and ended up straddling Pietro's legs from where he was sitting on his bed. "Pryde," Pietro said raising his eyebrows. "Nice to see you."
"Sorry," Kitty said blushing. She had never been in this position with a guy before. Not even Lance. And that thought made her even more upset.
"Um, Kitty, you want to move?"
If possible her cheeks got even redder as she got up. "So... you're staying here?"
"With Remy and John," Pietro shrugged. He smirked leaning up on his elbows. "Stop by whenever you want."
"Right," Kitty said rolling her eyes. "Bye, Pietro."
A week later
Kitty had successfully avoided Lance all week. She had taken her meals earlier or later than the others and had stayed in her room most of the other time. Logan had begun to give her personal training sessions since she was afraid she wouldn't be able to defend herself if he were to try again.
She was practicing one of the moves that he had taught her when Remy walked in. "Nice," he commented as she knelt over to retrieve the staff that she had dropped. She stood and faced him trying to hide the blush that had spread across her face.
"Hi, Remy. What's up?"
"Just wonderin' if de belle femme knows what's bein' said."
"What?" Kitty asked.
"Kit, yer beau is tellin' everyone dat..." Remy paused wondering if he should get involved.
"Tell me, Rem."
"He's tellin' people dat you two..." Remy raised an eyebrow meaningfully.
"What?!" Kitty demanded.
"Remy takes it dat it ain't true."
"They believe him."
"Some do," Remy admitted. "Most of yer friends dough say dat he tried ta take advantage of y'." Remy looked at her closely as she tried to hide her expression. "Dat what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Bon." Remy grabbed a staff. "How good have you gotten?"
"This is my first week working with it."
Remy smiled. "Long enough. En garde." Raising her eyebrows Kitty moved her staff into a ready position. Remy struck, she barely had time to block the move. "Trés bon." They sparred for several minutes when Remy finally knocked her staff from her hands and swept her feet out from under her. "Not bad."
"Ow." Kitty stood rubbing her butt.
"Sorry, petite, want Remy ta kiss it an' make it better?" Kitty burst out laughing at that and Remy grinned pleased that he had finally gotten her to smile.
"You are one strange Cajun."
"Merci, ma chérie," he smiled bowing. "Dinner's in a few minutes. Want ta join Remy?"
"I... I totally can't."
Remy sighed. "Chat, if y' keep avoidin' him your letting him win."
"I know, but I can't face him. He... he doesn't even care about what he did. It's like it never happened."
"Y' want Remy ta kill him? Remy has no problems with dat."
She smiled; this one was tainted by sadness. "Thanks, but..."
"Je compris," he nodded. "But Remy is not takin' no for an answer about dinner."
"You're not?"
"Nope, Remy'll carry ya if he has ta."
"I can phase you know," Kitty pointed out. "If you pick me up I can just, like, phase out of your arms."
Remy looked horrified. "A femme tryin' ta get out of Remy's arms? Non, dis won' do."
"I don't want to go."
"Too bad," Remy shrugged and swept her up into his arms.
"Remy!" Kitty exclaimed. "Put me down!"
"Non." He carried her up the stairs and sat her down outside of the dining room. "So?"
"I can't."
"You can, Remy'll be dere, if de homme looks at y' de wrong way Remy'll beat him up. D'accord?"
Kitty smiled. "You're, like, not going to give up until I go in are you?"
"Correct," he nodded. "So?"
"Okay, I'll go."
"Bon." The two walked in. Kitty sat in between Remy and Logan and across from Rogue and John, feeling comforted by their presence. Lance walked in with Todd and Fred. Kitty tensed and both Logan and Remy laid hands on either of her arms and Rogue shot the dark haired man a glare. Kitty struggled with her urge to just leave the room. She didn't' want to face the man that she had thought she had loved who had tried to hurt her.
~*~
Author's Note- Okay, So far we have three kietro and Kyro choices and two Kimy's. I guess I'll narrow it down. There will still be plenty of Kimy moments however. I'll just make it more a brother/sister/friendship thing.
Kietro
Kyro
R&R please! This is the first time I've let the reader choose. I myself am leaning towards Kietro, but I could try Kyro if that wins. This will be the last vote.
~*~
So why ya gotta stand there
Looking like the answer now
It seems to me - you'd come around
I need you now
Do you think you can cope?
You figured me out - I'm lost and I'm hopeless
Bleeding and broken - though I've never spoken
I come undone - in this mad season
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
A few days later
Kitty was sitting with Rogue and Jubilee just talking in the rec. room with the others waiting for the professor who had called a meeting. The professor came in after a few minutes with Magneto. "Eric and I have decided that we are to become one team. The X-Men, the Acolytes, and the Brotherhood will all live in the mansion."
"Oh, no," Kitty whispered. Rogue's eyes narrowed as she laid a gloved hand over her friend's. The Brotherhood walked into the room. She stood and fled the room. She ran directly into Remy who was coming in the door with the other Acolytes.
"Easy dere, chat," he said steadying her. "Y' okay?"
"I'm fine, like, let go."
"What in de hell happened ta y', chére?" Remy demanded reaching out and gently touching the bruise on her cheek. Unconsciously, she looked over at Lance who was laughing at something Todd had said. Remy's eyes narrowed. "He hit you?" He saw out of the corner of his eye John glare at Lance and start playing with his lighter.
"I... please let go." Remy released her and she ran up the stairs. The fear in her eyes when she looked at Lance answered the question perfectly, it also told him that this wasn't a battle injury. The man had hit this girl as her "boyfriend."
His eyes met Logan's for an instant and he could see the murder in the feral mutants gaze at the professor's news. Remy nodded briefly and the two formed a temporary truce. He and Logan had met several times throughout the years, sometimes as allies, and sometimes as enemies.
He knew that one thing that they had in common was their aversion to violence against anyone physically weaker than you, especially women and children. He walked over to Logan and leaned lazily against the wall as the professor and Magneto went over the sleeping arrangements.
"I saw ya lookin' at her," Logan said his voice deceptively calm.
"She's cute," Remy shrugged.
"Whatever. After what happened to her the last thing she needs is a guy like you toying with her."
"Mon ami, Remy wouldn't hurt de femme."
"Right."
Pietro strolled over. "We're rooming together," he told Remy. "All three of us."
"T'ree?" Remy asked.
"We're roomies," John smiled walking over too.
"Perfect," Remy muttered.
A couple hours later
Kitty walked out of her room and phased through the floor into the room that was always empty. She solidified and ended up straddling Pietro's legs from where he was sitting on his bed. "Pryde," Pietro said raising his eyebrows. "Nice to see you."
"Sorry," Kitty said blushing. She had never been in this position with a guy before. Not even Lance. And that thought made her even more upset.
"Um, Kitty, you want to move?"
If possible her cheeks got even redder as she got up. "So... you're staying here?"
"With Remy and John," Pietro shrugged. He smirked leaning up on his elbows. "Stop by whenever you want."
"Right," Kitty said rolling her eyes. "Bye, Pietro."
A week later
Kitty had successfully avoided Lance all week. She had taken her meals earlier or later than the others and had stayed in her room most of the other time. Logan had begun to give her personal training sessions since she was afraid she wouldn't be able to defend herself if he were to try again.
She was practicing one of the moves that he had taught her when Remy walked in. "Nice," he commented as she knelt over to retrieve the staff that she had dropped. She stood and faced him trying to hide the blush that had spread across her face.
"Hi, Remy. What's up?"
"Just wonderin' if de belle femme knows what's bein' said."
"What?" Kitty asked.
"Kit, yer beau is tellin' everyone dat..." Remy paused wondering if he should get involved.
"Tell me, Rem."
"He's tellin' people dat you two..." Remy raised an eyebrow meaningfully.
"What?!" Kitty demanded.
"Remy takes it dat it ain't true."
"They believe him."
"Some do," Remy admitted. "Most of yer friends dough say dat he tried ta take advantage of y'." Remy looked at her closely as she tried to hide her expression. "Dat what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Bon." Remy grabbed a staff. "How good have you gotten?"
"This is my first week working with it."
Remy smiled. "Long enough. En garde." Raising her eyebrows Kitty moved her staff into a ready position. Remy struck, she barely had time to block the move. "Trés bon." They sparred for several minutes when Remy finally knocked her staff from her hands and swept her feet out from under her. "Not bad."
"Ow." Kitty stood rubbing her butt.
"Sorry, petite, want Remy ta kiss it an' make it better?" Kitty burst out laughing at that and Remy grinned pleased that he had finally gotten her to smile.
"You are one strange Cajun."
"Merci, ma chérie," he smiled bowing. "Dinner's in a few minutes. Want ta join Remy?"
"I... I totally can't."
Remy sighed. "Chat, if y' keep avoidin' him your letting him win."
"I know, but I can't face him. He... he doesn't even care about what he did. It's like it never happened."
"Y' want Remy ta kill him? Remy has no problems with dat."
She smiled; this one was tainted by sadness. "Thanks, but..."
"Je compris," he nodded. "But Remy is not takin' no for an answer about dinner."
"You're not?"
"Nope, Remy'll carry ya if he has ta."
"I can phase you know," Kitty pointed out. "If you pick me up I can just, like, phase out of your arms."
Remy looked horrified. "A femme tryin' ta get out of Remy's arms? Non, dis won' do."
"I don't want to go."
"Too bad," Remy shrugged and swept her up into his arms.
"Remy!" Kitty exclaimed. "Put me down!"
"Non." He carried her up the stairs and sat her down outside of the dining room. "So?"
"I can't."
"You can, Remy'll be dere, if de homme looks at y' de wrong way Remy'll beat him up. D'accord?"
Kitty smiled. "You're, like, not going to give up until I go in are you?"
"Correct," he nodded. "So?"
"Okay, I'll go."
"Bon." The two walked in. Kitty sat in between Remy and Logan and across from Rogue and John, feeling comforted by their presence. Lance walked in with Todd and Fred. Kitty tensed and both Logan and Remy laid hands on either of her arms and Rogue shot the dark haired man a glare. Kitty struggled with her urge to just leave the room. She didn't' want to face the man that she had thought she had loved who had tried to hurt her.
~*~
Author's Note- Okay, So far we have three kietro and Kyro choices and two Kimy's. I guess I'll narrow it down. There will still be plenty of Kimy moments however. I'll just make it more a brother/sister/friendship thing.
Kietro
Kyro
R&R please! This is the first time I've let the reader choose. I myself am leaning towards Kietro, but I could try Kyro if that wins. This will be the last vote.
