Dance on, Kietro, Dance on!

By: XMENobsession

AN: I love this chapter! I hope you love it too! I think that you will. I used one random word (try and figure out what one. I make it kind of easy…). I meant to use another one, but then I got rid of the paragraph I was going to use it in. Sorry! School is hard and very time-consuming, but I always make time for you guys! Mostly because I'm a procrastinator and writing this is something I do to avoid doing other things. Aw well, it works for me!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything! I do own my title and the dance instructor, but you can have her if you want. I didn't even give her a name…I'm open to suggestions by the way!

Chapter 5

"This is exactly why we need counseling!"

"Please, sit." The instructor motioned toward the 2 chairs in front of her desk. Kitty and Pietro did so and the woman sat in front of them. "So, you like to dance?"

"Not really…" Pietro began to look around the room for something to 'accidentally' break.

"Yes, I do," Kitty answered truthfully.

"You're both very talented."

"I know." Pietro settled for simply rearranging her desk.

"Will you stop that?" Kitty snapped. "Those aren't your things. Jeese, you can be so annoying!"

"Who's annoying?"

"You're annoying!"

"Annoying how?"

"What do you mean 'how'? You just are."

The instructor watched them closely. After listening to a detailed description of the '5 levels of annoyingness' and an answer saying that Pietro was on level 10, she asked, "How do you two know each other?"

"Ummm…well…" Kitty tried to think of a way to explain their 'unique relationship' without revealing anything important. Pietro got an idea first, though.

He quickly put his arm around her shoulders and said, "We've been in love for as long as I can remember."

"Ewww! Get away from me!" She grabbed his arm and threw it back towards him.

"She has intimacy problems."

"Only with people I hate."

"You love me!"

"Love you? I don't even like you! I don't even dislike you, I loathe you!"

Pietro looked at the quiet instructor. "You see what I'm talking about?"

She simply folded her hands and said, "You do realize that this isn't couples counseling?"

Kitty scrunched her nose in anger. "We are not a couple!"

"This is exactly why we need counseling!" the speed demon yelled.

The instructor stood up. "All right, that's it! I asked you here because I've seen what you can do and I thought you'd be interested in this competition, but if you're too busy fighting with each other…"

"Competition?" Pietro was suddenly very interested in what she had to say. "What competition?"

"A dance competition. Would you like to sign up?"

"Why not? I love a good competition!"

"You do realize," Kitty said. "You'd be dancing with me?"

"Oh, in that case, I pass."

"But I believe that you have a good chance of winning." The instructor pushed.

"I do love to win…"

"I'd be winning too," Kitty added.

"Pass."

The instructor sighed. "I really thought you two would de great…but I guess I was wrong." She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out 2 flyers. "Here, think about it at least."

Kitty looked at it. It was the same one that Kurt had showed her the other day. "I'm sorry, but even if I wanted to, I already promised my friend Kurt I'd enter with him."

"Kurt…I think I remember him. German accent?"

"Yes, exactly. He's really looking forward to this. I could never let him down."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Still, please keep an open mind."

"I will, but I doubt my answer will change." She stood up and walked out. Pietro still sat there.

The instructor sat back down and looked at him. "I don't understand you two. You seem to hate each other, but just a second ago you were dancing with such…passion."

"Me and Pryde? Passion? You've got to get you're eyes checked, lady 'cause there's nothing between us but sarcastic comments."

"I know what I saw, and didn't you just say you loved her?"

"Once again, sarcasm."

"And was it sarcasm that caused you to dance together in the corridor?"

"That was pure competition. By the way, who won?"

"Pardon me?"

"Which of us was the better dancer? That's the whole reason we were dancing!"

The instructor thought for a minute, and then said, "I really couldn't tell, but I'm sure I'd know if I saw you dance together one more time…"

"I could arrange that. Pryde's not very hard to manipulate."

She smiled. "Good, I'll see you both tomorrow then?"

"During dance lessons?"

"You've got a point. After dance lessons?"

"Sure. Then you can tell her who the better dancer is."

"Of course."

Pietro smiled at the thought of winning and ran out to the gym. The instructor began to put the things on her desk back in order when she remembered…"My class!"

Oooooooooooo

Kitty walked into the gym and soon found Kurt standing alone. "What's wrong?" she asked clearly seeing that he was upset.

"I don't vant to talk about it. Let's just go home."

"But what about dance lessons?"

Kurt just kept walking away. "Never again."

"Hey, Kitty!" Lance called as he ran towards her.

"Oh, hi Lance. What's up?"

"Nothing. You guys leaving?"

"Yeah, Kurt's really freaked about something. What happened here?"

"Nothing! Nothing at all! And if the elf says anything different, he's lying!"

"Okay, okay…so nothing happened…"

At that moment Pietro ran into the room. "Whatcha doin'?" he asked.

"We were just talking…"

"Huh, that's nice. Hey, Kitty can I see you for a minute," he looked at Lance. "Alone?"

Kitty turned around. Kurt had already left. "No," she answered simply and walked away.

Pietro was shocked. "Did she just…reject me? Me?"

Lance smiled. "Yes, I believe she did."

Ooooooooo

Kurt teleported into the X-Mansion's living room where Scott and Jean were sitting on the couch, watching TV. "Hey," Jean said happily. "How were dance lessons?"

"I don't vant to talk about it." Kurt answered and slowly walked upstairs to his room.

"What's with him?" Scott asked.

"Beats me," Kitty sat down in between them, which was a hard thing to accomplish, considering how close they were to one another. But she managed to squeeze her petite frame in. "He wouldn't talk to me either."

"Well, shouldn't you already know? I mean, weren't you there?" Jean asked scooting over to give Kitty and herself some more room.

Kitty bit her lip. "I was…busy." She decided that the truth was defiantly not the best answer. The others just wouldn't understand. What is there to understand? We danced, end of story. She still kept her mouth shut, though.

She reached for the remote and Scott sighed. The young mutant obviously wasn't planning on leaving anytime so, so he wouldn't be able to be alone with Jean. But he figured that there was no use brooding over it. He tried to make himself more comfortable and looked to see what show Kitty had put on. Ho dammit! Not Gilmore Girls, again?

Ooooooooo

Pietro's mind was racing. She had turned him down. She had turned him down. How was that possible? She was just a freshman with absolutely no fashion sense. How dare she turn him down! Now he had to beat her. He must! He had to dance with her again in front of that weird teacher lady and get her to say that he was the better dancer. That was the only way he could reclaim his sanity.

He kept thinking of what would happen after he won. The look on her face would be priceless. Maybe I should bring a camera… She might even cry! Pietro pictured Kitty's face all red and tear-stained. For some reason it didn't make him feel any better. In fact, he felt…worse. He quickly erased the picture from his mind as well as the memory of feeling bad for Kitty Pryde.

"What's with you?" Fred asked. "You've been somewhere else all night."

"I'm just…thinking'. I'm gonna go to bed now."

"But it's only 8:00, besides; your favorite show is on."

The speed demon looked at the television. Gilmore Girls was on. "As tempted as I am to stay up…I still have a lot of thinking to do."

"Oh well, g'night."

"Good-night."

AN: Yeah, I love this chapter. It might be my favorite. I hope you enjoyed it! Even if you didn't REVIEW! I'll accept any advice you've got.