Rogue shuffled out to the living room in the over sized nightshirt and shorts Kitty had given her to sleep in, with a hand on her temple and a scowl on her face.

"What the shit is wrong with the goddamn sun?" She snapped, squeezing her eyes shut, "Why is it so bright?!" She took a few more steps, unfortunately coming into contact with a stray Lego brick.

Pyro turned to Kitty with his brows perked up before going back to his bowl of cereal, wisely choosing to keep his comments to himself as Rogue spewed out a slew of curse words.

"Heya champ." Kitty said with a sympathetic frown, "How ya holding up?"

Rogue directed her scowl towards Pyro, "I'll be doing a lot better when I knock this shit head out with my powers and watch his stupid ass Lego city burn." She narrowed her eyes at him dangerously as she lowered herself down onto the stool next to him, "Those Johnopolites won't even know what hit 'em."

Pyro blinked at Rogue, not entirely sure what to say in response, scooting his stool a few inches away from Rogue,

"You need to keep control of your guests, Kitty."

"You need to keep control of your Legos, Pyro." Kitty clipped. She moved swiftly across the kitchen, dropping an unopened bag of salt and vinegar chips on the counter in front of Rogue, "I got you breakfast. I thought you'd need a little bit of hangover relief."

Rogue's scowl melted away and she sighed, "I hate champagne."

Pyro grimaced as he watched Rogue tear the bag open and dig into her own personal hangover remedy. The moment Remy emerged from the hallway, Pyro's face lit up like a Christmas tree,

"Mornin' mate!" He grinned smugly, "Have a good night last night? Pick up any women? Win any bets?"

Remy shot a glare towards Pyro which served to shut him up, even though his smug grin remained firmly in place, "I would have, had I not spent the evening tryin' to convince someone that Jeremy Renner was not working as a part time waiter in upstate New York." He said, shifting his glare to Rogue.

She frowned, "I thought I dreamt that."

"Nope." Remy grabbed responded, making sure he made as much noise with the pots and pans as he could before clanging his pan down on the counter, "You cost me two hundred bucks."

"Don't blame her, she ain't the reason you couldn't keep anyone's interest."

Rogue snorted and smiled to herself as she chewed on a chip. Her peculiar response caused Remy's frown to grow, and he narrowed his eyes at her curiously.

"I might have told some people... that you had an STD. Or two."

Remy turned to Kitty with his eyes wide before turning back to Rogue, "You did what?!"

"Oh relax, it was a joke." Rogue said with an eye roll.

"It was a pretty funny joke..." Kitty added, clamping her mouth shut when Remy turned to glare at her.

"The bet's off." He informed Pyro flatly.

"What?! Hell no it ain't! I won fair and square!" He protested in return.

"No you didn't."

"I would have!"

"No you wouldn't have."

"Alright, there's got to be some way you guys can come to a happy agreement." Kitty said holding up her hand to try and keep the peace.

"I think Rogue should pay him the two hundred." Remy crossed his arms and turned to glare at her.

"Sounds good ta me." Pyro agreed with a nod, taking another bite of cereal.

Rogue snorted, "Yeah, that's not gunna happen."

"We can work out a different arrangement." Pyro wagged his eyebrows at her and she grimaced,

"That's definitely not gunna happen."

"Just give her some more champagne," Remy said with a smirk, "She was pretty handsy in the cab on the ride home..."

Rogue narrowed her eyes at him, trying to recall the cab ride home without any luck.

"Sure, two hundred dollars worth of hand stuff seems reasonable." Pyro shrugged with approval.

"Oh my God." Rogue rubbed a hand over her face, "Fine, look, Kitty and I will kiss."

Kitty's eyebrows perked up, "We're gunna do what now?"

"Kitty and I kiss, and you forget about the bet with Remy." Rogue said with a determined nod.

"Sounds good to me." Remy grinned.

"What? No." Kitty shook her head, "How did I even get dragged into this bull crap?!"

"Okay," Rogue sighed to Pyro, "In addition to forgetting about the bet with Remy, which you most definitely would have lost, had it not been for me-"

Pyro snorted.

"-You pack up Johnopolis, and stop trying to see Kitty's boobs."

"All for one kiss?!" Pyro scoffed, "No way!"

"Think about it John..." Remy said carefully, "I ain't payin' you jack shit. And girl on girl action now, or slightly underwhelming tits, which you will likely never get a chance to see."

Kitty frowned, "Hey!"

"I'm doin' you a favour here petite."

Pyro narrowed his eyes at Kitty, mentally weighing his options before shooting out a breath, "One minute. And I want tongues, and... touching."

Kitty rolled her eyes, "This is not a pornography Pyro."

"Ten seconds, no tongues, no touching." Rogue countered.

Pyro scoffed, "Ten seconds and no tongue?! What the hell is that?! That ain't worth anything." He put his hands on his hips and pursed his lips, "Fifty seconds, with tongues and touching."

"Twenty seconds, no tongues, no touching."

"Thirty seconds, no tongues and lots of touching."

"Wait," Kitty held up a hand, "When you say touching, what exactly are you meaning? Because, I have limits guys."

"You know..." Pyro held his spoon up and caressed it gently with the back of his other hand, "Like that."

Kitty grimaced, "Ew, no. No touching."

"Tongues or touching Sheila, one or the other or no deal." Pyro said diplomatically.

Kitty let out long dramatic breath, cutting her eyes to Rogue who offered her an indifferent shrug,

"I'd go with touching over tongues, but it's up to you."

"Fine." Kitty barked, "Fifteen seconds, no tongue, mild touching." She turned to Rogue and jabbed a finger towards her, "Mild Rogue. Don't get carried away. Swimsuit area is off limits."

Remy shot Rogue a smirk, "She does tend to get carried away..."

Rogue stood up and let out a breath, ignoring Remy's comment, "Alright, let's get this over with." She motioned for Kitty to move in, "But be warned, if you sing even one line of I Kissed A Girl afterwards, I will absorb you, and I won't let go until you're dead."

Kitty leaned in and Johns eyes went wide in excited anticipation. His body was completely still, a statue of pure awe with his jaw hanging open as he watched the scene before him, savoring every sweet moment of it until Remy called out,

"...Alright, that's time."

"What?!" Pyro's body was shocked back into action as he whipped his head around to stare in disbelief at his Cajun roommate.

"Ugh," Kitty mumbled as she ran the back of her hand across her mouth, "How is it possible that you still taste like champagne?! Champagne and salt & vinegar chips. Gross."

"Well excuse me, it's not as if I keep a toothbrush here or anything." Rogue shook her head, going back to her bag of chips.

"There's no way that was 15 seconds!" Pyro protested heatedly, dropping his spoon into his bowl of soggy cereal with a dejected sigh, "I've made a huge mistake."

"Should've held out for tongues." Remy commented casually as he turned to the fridge, pulling out his organically farmed carton of eggs and package of goat cheese, "Or at least more touching."

Pyro's shoulders sagged and he shook his head, "I got ahead of myself."

"It happens to the best of us." Rogue replied with vague interest, peering into her chip bag. "Now get started on clearing this stupid Lego shit out of here."

Pyro sat in thoughtful silence for a moment before looking back up to Remy, "I shoulda got Rogue to kiss me. Or Rogue and Kitty and then me. With touching.

Kitty snorted into her coffee cup and gave her head a shake, "As if. There's no way in hell that would have happened. I would not kiss you. I don't just go around kissing people, Pyro. My mouth is a sacred place, okay? So just chill out!"

"'Morning Pete." Remy said with a nod directed to the Russian who was standing at the end of the hallway. His hair was slightly unkempt and he had dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he hadn't had a very restful night. "You look like shit."

Kitty clamped her mouth shut and dropped her eyes to the coffee pot, which was empty due to her fourth cup that morning. Rogue watched the girl as she quickly scurried around Remy in the kitchen to prepare a new pot.

"Kitty's been into the coffee again." She grumbled, biting down on a chip, "I told you guys to hide it from her..."

"Shut up." Kitty snapped, "I'm making more for Pete. Look at him, he looks like hell." She looked up at him and cleared her throat, "I mean, in a good way. You know, not that you look bad like, ever, but you look worse than normal, for you. Tired. Tired is the word I'm looking for. You had a busy night last night." Her cheeks flushed slightly and she shook her head adding, "At the theater."

Piotr sat on the vacant stool next to Rogue silently, momentarily locking eyes with Kitty before Pyro leaned forward on his stool to address him,

"Rogue and Kitty kissed."

Piotr slid his eyes back to Kitty and knit his brow, "Uh..." He blinked at her as she drummed her fingers on the counter, waiting for the coffee to brew, "You kissed Rogue?"

"Yeah," Kitty let out a strangled laugh, "It's been a pretty busy weekend so far." She cleared her throat, "You know... With the ballet, and forays into lesbianism..." She trailed off with a shrug, before turning around to grab Piotr a mug.

"Do I want to ask?" Piotr turned to Rogue who offered him a head shake,

"Remy was pissed I screwed up his bet last night, I was pissed that Pyro's friggin Legos are everywhere, and Pyro was still pissed kitty saw his ding dong. It was the easiest solution." She explained quickly.

"Too bad ya missed it, mate. It was hot." Pyro smiled at Remy with a nod of approval, "They slowly moved close together, their lips hovering mere millimeters apart with bated breath. Rogue moved her hand to the base of Kitty's head, tangling her slender digits into the girls milk chocolate tresses. Her heart rate picked up with giddy anticipation as Kitty smoothed her hand up her collarbone to the back of her neck anxiously, her tongue darting along her pillowy lower lip before she closed the tiny gap between them. Kitty moaned as Rogue clutched the hair at the back of her head in an attempt to pull her even closer as they explored each others mouths with vigor."

They all stared silently at Pyro who relived this exaggerated version of the kiss in his mind with a dreamy look on his face.

"What the eff is wrong with you John?!" Kitty sputtered, "Seriously, did your mom do a lot of drugs when she was pregnant or something?!" She turned back to Piotr and shook her head emphatically, "That did not happen."

Remy turned his attention back to Piotr and knit his brow, choosing to ignore Pyro's embellished description completely, "Seriously Pete, you look like shit. What's up?"

"Anya and I broke up." He stated, rubbing a hand over his tired face with a sigh.

Remy and Pyro both fell silent, exchanging looks over the counter before Pyro squinted at Pete, "Uh... are we happy, or upset about this...?"

Piotr shrugged, watching as Kitty poured him a cup of coffee and slid it across the counter to him, "It is for the best."

"Better now than after I have to help you move all your shit to her place." Remy said with a shrug, "Right?"

Piotr offered him a dry half smile before lifting the mug to his lips and taking a big gulp.

"Aw dammit." Rogue sighed, licking the salt and vinegar residue from her fingers before brushing her hands on her bare knees, "I'm supposed to be supervising the new recruits in the Danger Room this morning. In like, twenty minutes."

"Oooh... Logan's gunna kill you." Kitty shook her head as she poured herself yet another cup of coffee.

"Wouldn't be the first time." She grumbled, turning to Remy with a frown, "My car's still at the theater?"

"Yeah. I didn't think it'd be safe to drive home with you pawing at me." Remy said as he separated the yolk from an egg over the sink, "Your keys should still be in your purse thing."

"I can give you a lift to the theater." Piotr offered, taking a long drink of the scalding hot coffee, "I need to take my car to the mechanics anyways."

"Thanks Pete, you're an angel." Rogue sighed as she rubbed her temples.

Piotr nodded mutely as he finished his coffee quickly, "I just need to get dressed."

Kitty let out a laugh, "Need a hand?" Her face instantly turned scarlet and she sucked in a breath, "Picking out clothes. For the mechanic. It was... just a joke... Because you don't need me to pick out your clothes. I mean I will, if you want, but I don't figure you need me to just for the mechanic. Not that you need me to ever..."

Rogue rolled her eyes, "Just go," She shooed Piotr off his stool, "If you sit here and listen to the Kitt-iot, we'll be here all afternoon."

"Hey!" Kitty scowled, "You promised you wouldn't call me that anymore."

Piotr smirked before taking Rogue's advice, leaving to quickly clean up, and in less than ten minutes they were out the door and on the road.

They drove in silence for a bit, much to Rogue's relief, allowing her to wake up enough for her inevitable drive home.

Eventually, she sighed, glancing at the dashboard with a frown, "Alright, what the hell is with the duct tape?"

Piotr smiled, "Katya put it there to cover my check engine light until I am able to get it checked out. She has assured me that my car will not blow up."

"That sounds like Kitty." Rogue muttered, "Honestly, I love the girl but she's so over dramatic."

Piotr chuckled, "Yes, she can be."

"I mean, it's cute. I get that. She gets excited about the stupidest things, which is pretty amusing. But her doe eyed baby deer act is exhausting sometimes." She sighed, "Like with the kiss, you know? It was just a kiss, don't get so excited... geeze..."

Piotr cleared his throat, with his eyes trained on the road in front of him, "The kiss?"

"Yeah." Rogue turned to him and shrugged, "It wasn't a big deal but she got all flustered about it."

"Well..." Piotr began, glancing quickly at Rogue, "It- it was kind of a big deal. We did not discuss it or anything but... I don't know..."

She snorted, "Of course you'd think it was a big deal. You're a man."

Piotr knit his brow and cut his eyes back to her, "Women do not think highly of such things?" The corner of his mouth tugged up, "I could hear you talking about your kiss with Jeremy Renner last night for a full half an hour."

"Well sure," Rogue shrugged, "That was Jeremy Renner, not Kitty."

"So you are saying that women only get excited about kissing fake celebrities?" Piotr's smirk turned into a full smile as he looked over to Rogue who massaged her temple and frowned.

"No. Women don't get excited about kissing their friends. It's not exciting. Sometimes shit happens." Rogue stated, "And I swear to GOD that man looked exactly like Jeremy Renner."

Piotr let out a deep breath, keeping his eyes trained out on the road, "I suppose I am relieved to hear that. It was not- we didn't... think it through. Obviously. I would hate for things to become strained between us, she is... very important to me."

Rogue knit her brow, sliding her gaze back to Piotr with a confused frown, "Huh?"

"I mean, she is my friend. I care about her. I care about her a lot, but-"

"Hold on." Rogue lifted a hand, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Piotr looked back to Rogue and frowned back at her, "What are you talking about?"

"My kiss with Kitty this morning... remember?"

Piotr pursed his lips and squared his jaw, "She did not tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"I just assumed she told you, and when you began speaking of the kiss, I..." He trailed off and shook his head.

"You... kissed. You kissed Kitty." Rogue sputtered suddenly as the pieces finally fell into place. "Is that why Anya dumped you?"

"No, this was... after."

"By what, five minutes?" Rogue snorted.

"She was just listening to me unload. She is such a good friend to me, and she has always been so supportive-"

"Christ." Rogue muttered, "Cheerleader Kitty strikes again. I told you. I told you! Her stupid optimism comes back to bite her in the ass! Remember Kurt the magician? Yeah, he tried to kiss her too. Shit got real weird 'round the institute when Kitty let him phase through her instead of letting him actually kiss her. It took like, three months to recover from that one."

Piotr pursed his lips and Rogue continued,

"So what'd she do? Apologize a lot? Stammer out a lame excuse to leave? Please tell me she didn't bite your tongue or something..."

"No." Piotr's eyes remained fixed out the windshield, "She kissed... back. I guess."

Rogue blinked at him momentarily before sitting back in her seat and turning to look out the windshield with him, "Oh." They sat in silence for a few minutes while Rogue processed everything, before eventually shooting out a breath, "Listen, you can obviously do whatever the hell you want. But just... proceed with caution. Kitty is sort of..." She cleared her throat awkwardly and shrugged, "Ever since the thing with her parents, she's been incredibly skittish. She'll pack up her shit and move out like that," Rogue snapped her fingers for effect, "It's like she suddenly has zero commitment skills. I mean, look what happened with Lance. And before that, she couldn't wait to get the hell out of the mansion. She can't hold a job, she couldn't stick with school..."

She trailed off, thoughtfully staring out the window for a moment before adding, "I'd really hate to see her go rabbit on you guys. For some stupid reason it seems to be good for her. I don't know why. Just try not to spook her."

"I do not wish to spook her." Piotr assured Rogue with the trace of a smile dancing across his lips, "Besides, I am not sure there will be any proceeding anyways. She was fairly eager to leave after Remy returned home with you last night."

Rogue rolled her eyes at her apparent lack of memory of this event and gave him a nod as he pulled into the theater parking lot, "Well, maybe that's for the best."

Piotr parked his Tahoe next to Rogue's small car and turned to her with small smile, "Drive safely."

She smirked back at him as she climbed out of his vehicle, "You too. You know, just in case that duct tape doesn't do its job and your car explodes before you get to the garage."

A/N- Ahh post kiss awkwardness. :) Anyhoo, I managed to crank this chapter out sooner than I'd thought. As it turns out, sitting in the room with my baby whilst she falls asleep is the perfect time to write. So yay for that, I guess. Please keep the wonderful reviews coming, seriously I can't believe how much love you guys have been showing me!

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