Kitty Pryde woke up from a sleep one night, in a cold sweat. The day before, she was talking to Bobby Drake about how she knew it made Rogue jealous of them being together. She wished that she never held on to Bobby after phasing him through a torpedo. She KNEW he was off limits. Yet she insisted to have somebody in her life. After collecting her thoughts, she sat up and decided to get a drink of water from the kitchen. Running through dorm rooms, through a wall or two, and down a couple staircases, she finally reached her destination. Flicking on the lights she jumped back, to see two blue eyes looking shocked, and embarrassed.

"Pete! Umm…" She suddenly realized that when she turned on the lights Piotr Rasputin had spilled the milk he was drinking all over him.

"Kitty! Uh… What are you doing up this late…?" He asked stupidly as he started to clean his mess up with a nearby towel.

"It is also, like, MY home too, you know." She got another towel and started to help. By now they were done and stood up inches apart from each other.

After a couple of seconds, Piotr decided to break the silence.

"I'll take that from you… unless you want to keep it." He joked.

"Sorry…" Kitty mumbled as she handed the towel to him and turned to the sink as fast as she could, unknowingly knocking over the whole gallon of milk on the table. Piotr saw this and dived for it. He caught the milk, but tripped Kitty in the process. She fell back and landed on her back on Piotr's stomach. "Oh my goodness I'm SOOOO sorry!" She exclaimed while trying to help him up.

'STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!' The thought ran through her mind. 'He must think I'm like this retarded stalker girl. Thanks Kitty. You REALLY did it this time!' She forgot about her drink and ran to her room at mach 5.

"You're a loser Pete!" Piotr growled at himself. "You finally have the nerve to talk to her, but you made a fool of yourself by spilling milk on you. And what else, you tripped her. You are a klutz and a loser. You should apologize to her." He looked down at his black shirt and saw the milk stain on it. "Damn it!"

Kitty started to cry… for no reason at all. "Why is finding the right guy so hard! Is it like this other mutation that I don't have; to find the right guy?" She wiped away a tear. "If Mr. Right is out there, why is he not looking for me or knocking at my door?"

The door knocks, literally, and Kitty jumped up in surprise. "Who is it?" She asked meekly. The next thing she heard was a loud thud on the other side of the door.

"Uhh… Peter?" She opened the door slowly to see him sitting beside the wall with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands. He suddenly heard her voice and shot up to a standing position.

"Hi Kitty… uh… I just wanted… to say…" Kitty silenced him with a wave of her hand and motioned him to come in.

She sat on her bed and he just stood there, just looking at her, until she motioned him to sit down beside her on the bed. He just stood there and put his hands in his pockets.

"You wanted to say something to me?"

"Uhh… yes…it's that… I'm…" he stumbled.

"Your sorry about the milk accident?" she ended for him. He looked even more embarrassed.

"Yes, I am." Kitty smiled and patted the bed and motioned him to sit.

"I am too! Now that it's over, we can move on. So what do you want to do?"

"I don't know. It's pretty late at night… I think I better get to bed…"

"Oh… ok… well… see you tomorrow." Kitty just laid her head down and put her hands behind her head. She watched him turn around and reach for the door.

"Good night, Katya. I hope we run into each other sometime." With that, he turned the handle and walked out, closing the door softly behind him.

Piotr got to his room, remembering not to disturb his roommate, Jacob Tresma, who was able to control insects and small creatures. One time he did this and he couldn't sleep in fear of the scorpions, Jacob controlled, attacking him. Even though he was only twelve years old, Pete knew he didn't want to mess with him, but he was ok during the day. As he slid down into the thin sheets, he kept on mentally hitting himself for not even touching Kitty's skin.

The next morning was another Danger Room session. Kitty was so tired; she dropped one of her gloves and didn't notice. Piotr came around the corner with Bobby and Rogue, but saw the glove when she dropped it. Rogue was… how Bobby put it… PMSing and she was ranting on something about pressure, so he slowed down and let the two pass, while he picked up the small glove. He examined it and saw writing on the back. It read: "Kitty 3 Piotr", and he looked at Kitty as she was staring into space. He could feel his face burn with embarrassment.

The training was with this new man named Henry McCoy. Piotr guessed he was more a political man than an action man. The room changed to a press conference outside Washington D.C. The objective was to keep the people safe, while still being unknown.

Piotr handed the glove to Kitty who looked at him with a strange look and smiled. She slipped it on, but it didn't matter, since once the simulation started, they looked at each other and saw they were in formal wear.

"Pete! There it is!" Bobby whispered sort of loudly.

"SSSHHHHHHHHHH!" Holograms around the two beckoned. Bobby felt like freezing them over.

Piotr got up and walked to the back row of chairs. There stood a Colossus in black uniform, in metal form. Rogue looked at a Rogue that was pissed as it took off its gloves. Bobby was starting at a Bobby with Ice all over him. Kitty, in spite of her current surroundings, criticized her copy.

"That is SO, fashionably, unacceptable!" she spat at her copy as it just stared at her.

"KATYA!" Piotr yelled as the copy Colossus ran straight for Kitty.

"Oh Crap!" Kitty fainted.