Dance on, Kietro, Dance on!

By: XMENobsession

AN: Read and Review! We're nearing the end now and I want plenty of feedback! So please give your opinion... unless of course it's a bad one; then I couldn't care less. No, I joke... Please REVIEW! and I will be happy. And when I am happy, Kietro is happy!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing!!!

Chapter 19

"We need to talk."

Gambit pushed through the crowd of people and out into the hallway while mumbling in French under his breath. Why was it that these sorts of things always happened when he was in charge? What was he supposed to tell Magneto now? He spotted Kitty sitting on the floor next to a wall that said 'bathroom'. 'At least she made it there,' he thought. There was a woman sitting next to her with her hand on her shoulder.

"How are you feeling now?" the woman asked her in a soothing voice.

"Fine, I guess..." Kitty answered.

"Well you sure picked a fine time to not be fine!" Gambit said harshly as he approached them.

Kitty didn't lift her eyes from the floor, but the woman looked at him angrily and said, "It's not like it was her fault! She didn't ask to be sick! And why do you care?"

"I have my reasons and they're none of your business. Who are you anyway?"

"I'm her dance instructor. Who are you?"

"I'm... a friend of the family."

Trixie didn't believe that for a second, but realized that she had no right to pry. She simply held her glare and said in a calm voice, "Kitty doesn't feel well and I think she would appreciate it if people would just leave her alone."

Gambit uncrossed his arms and walked away. He needed time to think and he was too angry to keep talking to that lady. With his luck, he'd wind up using his powers and giving himself (as well as Kitty and Pietro) away.

Trixie turned back to Kitty who said quietly, "I'm sorry."

"You didn't do anything wrong, Kitty."

"Yes, I did! I ruined our chances and embarrassed myself on live television."

"You didn't plan that... did you?"

"Of course not! I just couldn't stop it. I..." she paused then covered her mouth again and ran into the bathroom. Trixie frowned. She couldn't say that she wasn't upset about the entire mess, but she couldn't let Kitty know that. She already felt bad enough. Trixie sighed and turned to see Pietro coming toward her with a worried look.

"How is she?" he asked.

They could hear Kitty from the hallway. "Guess."

Pietro leaned against the wall where Kitty had been a few moments ago. "I can't believe this."

"Neither can I, but what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know... We should probably call the institute to see if someone can pick her up."

"If any of them had the TV on, they'll already be on their way."

Sure enough, Scott arrived within ten minutes. He and Kitty drove home where she went directly to bed, while the other X-Men worried about her in the kitchen.

"I hope she'll be okay," Kurt said.

"Well," Jean said. "Scott will take her to the doctor tomorrow, right?" She looked at him expectantly. He nodded. "Then we should know what's wrong with her."

"Ah hope it's not too serious," Rogue said. "Ah have to share a room with her."

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"Pietro, I'm fine!" Kitty said to him after he asked her for the millionth time if she was all right. They were sitting out front of the institute the next day and waiting for Scott to come so that he could take Kitty to her doctor's appointment.

"I'm just worried. Is that a crime?" he asked.

"Would you stop if I told you it was?"

"Fine, I won't ask about your health ever again!"

"That's the best thing you've said all day," Kitty said with a smile. Pietro playfully gave her a noogie. She laughed, pushed his arms away, and kissed him. He kissed her back.

"Will you two knock it off?" Scott asked as he walked out the front door and onto the steps. "Do you really want each other's germs?"

Pietro held Kitty tighter and answered, "Yes!"

Kitty managed to get him off her and stood up. "I'm ready when you are."

"Good, let's go," Scott said and walked to the garage. Kitty gave Pietro a good-bye peck and followed him.

They arrived just in time and, as Kitty followed the nurse further into the office, Scott grabbed an old 'Time' magazine and sat down.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"I guess you were just too busy playing card games with girls who obviously aren't interested in you to notice that Kitty was ready to hurl on the dance floor!" Magneto yelled into his phone at Gambit.

"What was I supposed to do?" he asked on the other end.

"Start a small fire! Make one of the cameras explode! Cause some form of a distraction so that they might still have a hope of winning!!!"

Gambit sighed. "I'm sorry, okay? It was all my fault and I'm sorry. Are you happy?"

"No, I'm not happy, and I don't think I'm going to be for a very long time." On that note, he hung up and turned angrily to Pyro and Colossus who shrank into their seats when he looked at them. "We're going home." The two acolytes immediately stood and walked toward the jet.

"But, Mister Lensherr..." the real estate agent muttered.

"We're buying the land. Mail me the forms to sign and we'll be here by the end of the month," Magneto said over his shoulder as he walked away. He got on the jet and flew off, leaving the real estate agent coughing in the dirt it lifted off the ground.

The agent turned to look at the landscape again. It was tropical and warm, and also very spacious. When Magneto saw it he was immediately impressed, something the agent figured didn't happen very often. It was a rather large piece of land; an island that was cut off from the rest of the continent. It used to be a large city, full of people, but then it was attacked and captured by an ancient civilization that had no need for an island of its comparatively small size and so they abandoned it. For some reason, no one inhabited it since then... until now. The real estate agent looked down at the papers in his hands. He had a list of places he had shown Magneto. The master of magnetism had found something wrong with every one of them... until now. He smiled as he circled the last place: Genosha.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Scott looked up as Kitty walked into the waiting room. "Well?" he asked. "What's the diagnosis?"

"I'm sick," Kitty answered simply.

"We already knew that! Did he prescribe anything for it?"

She shook her head. "Nope. He just said that I should get plenty of sleep and drink lots of fluids."

Scott had no reason not to believe Kitty, so he just shrugged, put the magazine back on the rack, and left.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Pietro couldn't focus on anything that day; not even Gilmore Girls! He kept looking at his phone. Kitty promised to call once she got home from the doctor's. His restlessness bugged Lance.

"Will you sit still for once in your life?" he yelled at the speedster after he checked his messages for the millionth time. "Jeese, you're even more annoying than normal."

"Shut up, Lance!"

"You shut up!"

The two mutants stood up and were close to coming to blows when Todd jumped between them. "Knock it off, yo!"

"I'm outta here," Pietro said and left, slamming the front door behind him.

When Lance had calmed down Todd asked, "What happened? You and Pietro are supposed to be best friends."

"Yeah, well, we're supposed to be teammates too, but he seems to have forgotten that!"

Todd rolled his eyes. "Is this still about Kitty? I thought you were over her, man."

"I am!" Todd gave him a knowing look and he sighed in defeat. "I will be. I just... this is so annoying! You'd think that after she completely ruined his chances of winning that stupid show he'd never forgive her, but instead he's worried sick over a simple flu!"

Todd blinked. "You didn't... you didn't make her sick... did you?"

Lance seemed appalled at the thought. "No! Never! Like I said, she has the flu. It's nothing to go crazy over and definitely not my fault!"

"Okay, just... just be careful. The last thing we need is for you two to fight and break up the Brotherhood."

"Don't worry, that's not going happen. If anything is going to break up the Brotherhood, it's gotta be big!"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"Pietro," Kitty said on the phone. Immediately after arriving home, she ran to her room and dialed his number. "We need to talk."

AN: By the way, Genosha is not a random word. Those who have read the X-Men comic books would probably know what it is, but if you don't it's okay. My Genosha isn't going to be exactly like it.