Lance sighed as he got out of the shower. He was a bit upset that he couldn't go to the Institute and pick Kitty up like a normal boyfriend. Hell, they weren't even going to have dinner together. He wished sometimes that he could just join the X-Men and be done with it, but the prejudices against him were too great. And with that dumbass Summers there…He stopped as he looked at himself in the mirror, seeing the scowl on his face. Lance forced himself to relax. He was going to Prom with Kitty. His Kitty. He thought back to when they bought her dress, the swirling blue that showed off her perfect, strong legs. For a second, Lance could see her in that Vera Wang gown, the ideal bride. The smile that had been forming on his face turned into an all out grin. This night would be perfect, just because he was getting to spend it with her.

"Ooo," The girls awed as Sarah stepped out from behind the dressing screen. Jean had done her hair brilliantly in a complicated mass of braids and curls. Her dress was white chiffon, inspired by ancient Greek chitons.

"Do you think Roberto will like it?" Sarah asked, fumbling with her dress.

"He'll love it," Amara reassured her. "Kitty, you ready?"

"Um," Kitty grunted. "I can't get it zipped up."

The girls laughed. "I'll help her." Betsy rose. She was the only one that was fully dressed and ready to go. She walked behind the curtain and zipped her friend up. "There you go, lovely."

"Thanks, Betsy," Kitty smiled and walked out. The girls awed. Rogue had curled her hair and pinned it back, letting two curls frame her face.

"You look so cute, Kitty," Amara sighed. "Lance won't be able to keep his hands off you!"

Kitty laughed and twirled. "Thanks."

"Amanda, it's your turn. Amara, you go too. You two are the only ones not dressed." Jean shooed them up. Her dress was black and long, a la Audrey Hepburn. Simple, but stunning. The curlers left her hair bone straight and shiny.

"Yeah, girls, go put them on. The boys are probably ready." Rogue handed them their dresses. Her dress was a deep violet, also long. Her hair was set in Holly wood style waves.

Amanda and Amara went to put on their dresses. Amanda's was green and short, ending at her knees and tied with a yellow sash. Amara's dress was red, tea length, with a slit up the side.

"Wow, Kurt is gonna drop dead when he sees you, girlie," Sarah said.

"Thanks. And thanks to you girls, for inviting me and Kurt to go to prom." Amanda smiled.

"No biggie," Jean said.

"OK, we ready? Let's go down and knock those guys dead!" Kitty squealed.

"How long does it take for a girl to get ready, man?" Roberto looked at his watch. "They've been hiding away for three hours! I made reservations!"

"Uh, hello, so have I!" Bobby cried. "How am I supposed to get Amara out for a 'romantic dinner' if we miss our spot?"

"Welcome to our world, Roberto, Bobby," Scott clapped the Brazilian on the shoulder.

"Ja. Get used to it," Kurt grinned. "You'll see though, it's worth it in end."

"Ok, they're ready!" Kitty appeared at the top of the stairs. The boys applauded.

"Alright Kit! Looking good!" Kurt cried. Kitty blushed and grinned.

"Shut up, Kurt! The girls are ready. Ahem, presenting- the X-Girls!"

"Wow, nice announcement, Kitty," Jean laughed. "Ok, we're ready guys, lets go?"

Scott's mouth dropped open. Jean smiled, and gently shut his mouth when she got to him.

"Meu deus, mulher," (A/N My god, woman) Roberto kissed Sarah on the forehead.

Sarah smiled up at him. "You like it?"

"Linda. Perfeita." (A/N Beautiful. Perfect.) He took her hand.

Bobby took Amara by her waist. "Hey lovely girl. You ready for a romantic night out, just like ya wanted?"

Amara laughed. "Always."

Rogue went up to her date. "Hey, Ray."

"Hey Rogue. You look really nice."

"Thanks."

Boutonnières and corsages were exchanged, and the Professor came out with the instructors and numerous cameras. Finally, the mutants were free to go. Bobby and Roberto had planned elaborate dates for their girls, and the rest of the group decided to dine together. Laughing and enjoying the night, the X-Men got into their cars and were off.

Later, at Prom

"Wow," Kitty breathed as she walked in the ballroom, arm in arm with Betsy. "They did a great job."

"I'll say," Betsy replied. Jean leaned in close and took Kitty's hand.

"Ok, Kit, I'm gonna take Scott. You and Betsy go and find your men."

"Thanks Jean," Kitty gave her hand a squeeze before taking Betsy and disappearing into the crowd.

"Where are the blokes?" Betsy cried over the music. Kitty stretched her neck, trying to spot them.

"There!" she cried, pointing over to the coat room. They ran over to where Pietro and Lance were checking in. "Lance!" Kitty shouted happily. He turned to see her and Betsy coming toward him. The sight took his breath away. Kitty looked absolutely ethereal. He jabbed Pietro.

"Ow!" He rubbed the sore spot. "Man, what is- oh wow." Pietro caught sight of his date walking toward him. What was it about that dress that glued his eyes to her hips? He watched them swivel with every step Betsy took, and he could feel his hands starting to shake.

"Hey, beautiful girl," Lance said, grabbing Kitty by the waist as soon as he could reach her. "You look too gorgeous to be here alone. Who you with?"

Kitty laughed. "You, ya big dork!" He kissed her lovely little mouth.

"What about you, stranger?" Betsy asked Pietro. "Who you here with?"

Pietro grinned before kissing her. "That dress is killing me," he murmured in her ear. "You don't know what you're doing to me, Betsy Braddock."

The British girl laughed. "Actually, I know exactly what I'm doing to you, Pietro Maximoff," she teased, smacking his behind.

Kitty looked up at Lance. "You wanna dance?"

"Uh- you sure you-"

"Come on, Lance, we're not gonna be sneaking around forever, you know."

Lance opened his mouth, but nothing came out. You know she's right. Suck it up, dude. His eyes grew determined. "Yeah, let's go, baby."

She smiled and took his hand, leading him to the dance floor. Betsy turned to Pietro.
"How about it, love? You want to get out there yet?"

Pietro looked at her, and kissed her deeply. "You know what? Why don't we get some drinks, find a table, and I can just look at how beautiful you are right now."

Betsy's eyes widened in surprise. "Lover, I can't believe I'm saying this, but that was really romantic."

A/N Uh-oh, what's gonna happen when Scott sees the littlest X-Girl with big bad Lancey?? Will Jean really mind wipe him if he's stupid enough to ruin her Prom? Lol. Review for more, this whole fic has been by request and its gonna stay that way!