A/N: Hey there fanfic fans! I know, I know, I haven't updated in like forever but things have been so crazy! Anyways I don't know if I've still got it in me, I fear I may have become a little bit rusty – so please… please… be kind to me. But even if I only get one review – I want to finish this story for personal satisfaction, and not for reviews. Anyways on with the show. By the way for people who reviewed that last chapter, however long ago it was – I thank you and I'm terribly sorry for the late shout out.

I Don't Own X Men Evolution.

The afternoon had gone by so quickly that Kitty hadn't even noticed when she and Pietro had made their way back to the park. She couldn't complain though, being with him was breathtaking, everything she imagined it could ever be… and more. She was just curios. There he was holding her hand tightly, as if he was afraid she'd let go and all she could do was to stare at him in amazement. Amazed at how weird he could be, amazed at the fact that he was the same person, who just a little while ago told he that he didn't love her. And now here he was – rambling on about some story or the other, fingers laced in with hers – it was like he was a totally different person.

They approached the park bench where she left her skates. They sat down, Kitty staring at him intently. She smiled at her quizzically and cocked a brow.

"What? Is there something stuck in my teeth?" He grabbed her finger and was about to pick his teeth with her nail.

"Hey!" She quickly pulled her hand away and made a face. "That's totally disgusting – and no there's nothing stuck in your teeth."

He looked at her, "then why were you staring?"

She sighed. "You." She hesitated a bit. "I can't seem to figure you out Pietro. What's going on? Why did you do all this?"

His gaze shifted to the ground and then back to her. "I don't understand what you mean, do all what?"

"You don't understand what I mean!" Her voice got a bit higher, "I mean the movie and the ice cream…"

"Don't forget the walk on the beach."

She smiled… " And the walk on the beach. Why did you…" Kitty couldn't find the words, her eyes becoming a bit glazed over, "just why?"

Pietro looked at her intently at a loss for words. There she was, the girl was of his dreams sitting just a few inches away from him and he had no idea what to say to her. What could he say to her that hadn't already been said. His mind ran back to that day when they had that argument. He did love her, there was no mistake about that but how could he tell her.

"Kitty I… I can't explain it but somewhere along the way something changed."

Kitty sat up straight and looked at him silently, her large sapphire blue eyes crying out him. She then cocked a brow, stood up and picked up her skates.

"Pietro it's getting late, I'd better be heading home."

Pietro furrowed his brows and swallowed hard. He couldn't figure it out – figure her out, why the hell was she leaving? Didn't she want to hear his explanation? Didn't she what to know the truth?

"Kitty he looked up at her as she turned around to face him, why are you leaving?"

"Honestly Pietro, because I don't think I want to know anymore. There isn't any fight left in me. I thought that if tried…" Kitty's words now became a bit erratic, "that if I tried… I could make you like me, you know that way I liked you. But I realized that you can't make someone fall in love with you – no matter how you feel about them. You just have to bear it and… and move on." The tears slowly ran down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve.

All Pietro could do was stare at her. He had been such an idiot. There she stood, so delicate, so fragile, afraid that if uttered the softest word she would shatter. He then buried his face in his hands and sighed.

Kitty observed his actions, bit nervously on her bottom lip and searched around, as if she was trying to find an answer. She started to walk off slowly sobbing softly when she stopped suddenly, choked back her tears and managed to stutter out…

"Pietro I know that I may not be the most exciting… or, or the most spontaneous or even the most beautiful girl in the world but…"

"But…" Pietro chimed in. "But you're smart, you're and incredible dancer, you make me laugh, you make me cry…" he stood up and walked up to her, slowly brushed back the loose strands of her hair and placed his arms around her petite waist, "you're caring, compassionate, you're an amazing person Kitty and I…

She looked up at him and gulped, the warmth from his body seemed to mask the chill of the night air. "You what?"

"I love you Kitty and I'm sorry that I took this long to say it. I truly, deeply, devotedly love you. He placed a soft kiss on her lips, a kiss that seemed – to the both of them – to last for hours.

Unknowingly to the couple, hidden in the shadows was a figure.

"Mark my words… you'll pay for this!"

A/N: So how was it? I know it sucked right? I'm trying to get the juices flowing again, so you will have to bear with me. Well you know the drill – stunk or not, please review. Until the next chap…