AU on how the X-men came to be. Major Jott and Kurtty. Scott, Jean, Kurt, Kitty, Evan, and Rogue have all had horrible lives. See how they ban together and become the future X-men with the help of ...
Chapter 16: Complications
Jean Grey had continued to go out with Duncan Matthews for the past three weeks much to Scott's dismay. He watched as they were dubbed Bayville's new power couple and saw how Duncan liked to openly flaunt their relationship for no other reason then feeding his hungry ego. Jean didn't talk much about Duncan around her friends, whenever they bought it up she would change the subject. When Jean was seen with Duncan in school she seemed somewhat anxious, but content none-the-less. She was still star-struck that the most popular boy in school found her so attractive after years of being made fun of by others. For Scott he only grew more worried as Jean spent more and more time with Duncan. Although he tried not to show it, Scott still disliked the stuck-up boy with a passion. The rest of his friends, especially Logan, felt the same.
Kitty Pryde had also been getting more heavily involved with a certain boy lately, but it wasn't Kurt. Ever since Lance slipped his phone number in her locker Kitty had been calling Lance on a regular basis and tonight was no exception.
"Oh my god! I can't believe he did that!" exclaimed Kitty as she listened to Lance talk about some of the humorous things that happened to him and the Brotherhood.
"Yeah, it was pretty cool," replied Lance.
"Cool...Gross is more like it," said Kitty.
"Come on, its Toad for crying out loud. He's always like that."
"Well I think he needs to find a better way to impress Wanda instead of showing her how many bugs he can stuff in his mouth."
"What can I say, he doesn't have the same sense of romance as I do."
"Oh and what makes you so sure about that?"
"Wouldn't you like to know..."
Kitty couldn't help but laugh at Lance's words. Over the last few weeks she couldn't help but grow more attracted to Lance and his bad boy charm. Even though they never really saw eye to eye on many things and didn't have a lot in common with each other, she continued to talk to him.
"Listen Kitty," said Lance over the phone with a more serious tone, "I..."
Just then a loud knock was heard on Kitty's door.
"Hey half-pint are you still on the phone! It's been over an hour! Other people gotta make some calls too ya know!" bellowed Logan.
"Sorry Lance, I have to go," said Kitty.
"Oh, well I guess I'll see you later," replied Lance with disappointment.
"Yeah, see ya."
After that they both hung up. Lance sighed in frustration as he put the phone away.
"Still looking to catch a certain Kitty up a tree?" said Pietro as he past by Lance.
"Shut up Quicksilver. She's warming up to me. It's only a matter of time now," said Lance with a confident grin as he headed back to his room.
After Kitty had hung up the phone she went down to the kitchen for a snack. As she fixed herself a sandwich, Kurt teleported in right next to her.
"Whoa! Kurt don't do that you scared me," said Kitty as she turned around to meet her best friend.
"Sorry Kitty. But who vere you talking on the phone with? You were on it for over an hour," replied Kurt.
He kind of knew the answer already, but that didn't make him feel any better about it.
"Nobody in particular," said Kitty casually as she went back to making her sandwich.
Kurt just sighed. "It vas Lance again vasn't it?"
"Kurt, why do you have to give me such a hard time about him? Okay, it was him...We were just talking," replied Kitty in a defensive tone.
"For an hour," reminded Kurt.
"Well I guess we both just lost track of time."
Kurt just sighed as he moved closer to Kitty with a look of concern on his face.
"I don't trust him Kitty," said Kurt plainly.
"Well obviously," replied Kitty who knew this all too well.
"Then vhy do you still pursue him?"
"Kurt, I don't pursue him, he talks to me."
"The vhy do you talk back?"
"Kurt...What is the matter with me hanging out with Lance!?" exclaimed Kitty in a frustrated tone.
"He's in the Brotherhood Kitty! That's vhy!"
There was a brief pause between them. Kitty wanted to respond, but she knew she couldn't do it truthfully. Every time she talked to Lance, she tried to make herself forget that he was in the Brotherhood. She lied to herself about him, but she kept ignoring it.
"I know that, Kurt. I know your just looking out for me and I'm grateful for that. But just give him a chance Kurt...Please."
Kurt could never get past looking in to Kitty's eyes. Every time he did he just couldn't say no to her when she was being serious. But it was still Lance...And Kurt didn't trust him.
"I don't know if I can give him a chance Kitty...Not vhen it involves you. But if you don't want me to pry...I can't promise I won't, but I vill still try. As long as it makes you happy," said Kurt as he struggled through his words.
"Thanks Kurt...It really means a lot to me."
Kitty just smiled at her friend and he just smiled back.
"Your velcome Kitty. I guess I'll see you in the morning...Good night."
"Yeah...Good night Kurt."
After that he ported back to his room. Kitty couldn't help but notice a subtle tone of sadness when he spoke to her now. She knew it had to do with Lance, but she wasn't sure why. Kurt was her best friend in the world and it pained her to see him like this. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty for spending more time with Lance and less time with Kurt. Lance was something she never expected to happen, and the more Kitty thought about it the guiltier she felt. Lance made her feel different in many ways. Some were good and some were bad, but all in all it was hurting her friendship with Kurt. Lately her feelings for Kurt had been growing deeper. She never wanted to hurt him...Ever. But now things had just gotten so complicated she just didn't know what to do.
After Kurt appeared back in his room, he immediately collapsed on his bed and just stared off in to space. Seeing his best friend drifting away from him was like having a part of himself drift away with it. He held Kitty so close to his heart he couldn't imagine being alive without her. Slowly, his gaze drifted towards the mirror. He looked at his blue, furry complexion and looked away in disgust.
'How could she ever love me? I'm a monster...I'm a demon."
A tear rolled down Kurt Wagner's furry cheek, for there was no more denying how much he was in love with Kitty Pryde.
It was around noon on a Friday as Jean Grey began to walk towards her friends at lunch. She saw Scott wave at her and she smiled as she began to walk towards him, but then another voice started to call her.
"Hey babe, over here!" yelled Duncan from another table at the far end of the cafeteria.
She looked back towards Scott's direction and back at Duncan's. She wanted to sit with her friends today, not Duncan and his mindless goons.
"Come on Jean I saved you a seat!" yelled Duncan again.
Jean soon found herself walking back towards Duncan. Many other people looked at her with envy as she went to sit with the 'popular' crowd, but Jean didn't seem to care about that very much. Jean was distracted by Scott's feelings of disappointment she felt through her mind. Over the past few weeks those feelings were becoming more intense as she spent time with Duncan. They were too great to ignore, but it seemed that Duncan had no intentions of letting her leave at this point.
"So Jean...My folks are going out of town for the weekend," said Duncan with a wry grin.
"Oh...And what are you suggesting?" asked Jean in response.
Duncan just looked at her in disbelief.
"Suggesting? Jean you ought to know that whenever the adults go...It's party time for us!" exclaimed Duncan.
"Yeah!" said the rest of his friends with excitement.
"So you up for it tonight Jean? It's gonna be a blast!" said Duncan with great enthusiasm.
"Well sure...It sounds like fun."
"Great! I'll pick you up at six."
"Actually, I can find my own ride," said Jean.
"Fine, suite yourself," said Duncan as he went back to talking football with his buddies.
Jean had never been to a real big party yet, but she had heard that Duncan always had the biggest parties at his house. To be invited to them was a huge deal. Jean didn't know what to expect from Duncan, but she felt it was too late now. It was exciting, but scary at the same time. She kept to herself for the rest of lunch even when Duncan moved in close to her and snaked his arm around her. Over the past few weeks he had been doing this, Jean grew more anxious with each time. When Duncan put his arms around her, she always felt a surge of discomfort and yearned to escape it. His arms were nothing like Scott's. When his arms were around her...It felt so right there, was no denying it. But if they were so right, why was she still with Duncan and not him? It had grown too complicated to think about.
After lunch let out, Scott walked past Duncan on his way to class. Duncan shot him a disdainful look, but Scott walked right past him. He wanted to get as far away as he could from him, but then his acute hearing picked up a conversation that couldn't be ignored.
"So is Jean coming Dunc?"
"Yeah, she's in. With any luck she'll finally put out by the end of the night."
"Man you still haven't gotten any outta her?"
"Nah, she's so damn prude it's annoying! She gets all weary with the slightest touch for some reason. But don't worry...After tonight I think that streak will end!"
Scott fought the anger that boiled from within. He hadn't wanted to hear that, but it only confirmed what he feared with Duncan. Scott looked back in his direction with a look of great anger, but he kept it in...For now. He now knew he had to do something...Or Jean, the girl he cared for most, would get hurt and he would NOT let that happen.
Later that evening as the time before the party drew near, Scott scoured the large mansion for Logan. He shared Scott's distaste with Duncan and hoped that he would help him, but so far he was nowhere to be found. As Scott was heading towards the Danger Room to see if he was there, he passed Rogue sitting on the couch reading a book.
"Hey Rogue, have you seen Logan?" asked Scott.
"Nope, he left this morning on his bike," replied Rogue looking up from her book.
"Do you know when he'll be back?"
"Hell I don't know. You know how Logan is. Why are ya lookin' for him in the first place?"
Scott just sighed as he took a seat at the other end of the couch.
"I was hoping he'd help me with something."
"And what might that be?" asked Rogue.
"Just...A problem. That's all."
Rogue could tell by the tone in his voice that it probably had to do with Jean. Only she could make Scott look that anxious.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with Jean now would it?"
"Yeah...I guess I can't hide that around you guys now can I?" said Scott with a small laugh.
"Nah, I've known you long enough to know how ya feel about her."
Scott looked at her with an anxious look.
"Man was I that obvious?"
"Trust me ya both were. It doesn't take a genius to see that you two are crazy about each other," replied Rogue.
Scott was at a loss for words after that. If they had been so obvious, why did it get so complicated between them? And how did he know if Jean really felt the same about him?
"It's just been so crazy lately...You know with her and Duncan."
"So what. Duncan is a jerk and an asshole. Everybody knows that," said Rogue.
"Except Jean," mused Scott softly. "He invited her to a party tonight at his house with his parents out of town. But that's not what bothers me...What bothers me is a little conversation I overheard between Duncan and one of his friends."
"What do ya mean?" asked Rogue who was already weary of the answer, for she had a good idea what it might be.
Scott didn't want to repeat it...It only made him more worried for Jean in the end, but he had to tell someone. "Duncan's plans for Jean are...Well, not very honorable and...I'm just afraid he'll...Hurt her."
Rogue could tell Scott was struggling with those final words, knowing they bought back some bad memories for all of them.
"I just don't know what to do. I mean...How can I tell her this...Because I know she won't believe me until it's too late."
"What makes ya say that?"
"Rogue, I know Jean through and through. My brain says to warn her, but my gut says she won't believe me and just think I'm jealous," said Scott exasperated by his options.
"That...A real dilemma Scott. It seems yer damned either way," replied Rogue at a loss for better words.
"I know...I just wish I knew what to do."
Rogue sighed as she was beginning to feel the anxiety that her friend was feeling.
"I don't know what to tell ya Scott...Ya know I ain't the best person to talk to with problems like this. But if ya need wanna know what I think ya should do...I think ya should just follow yer instinct on this. It's served ya well when we were all down on our luck and I think ya should trust it. I'm sorry but that's the best advice I think I can give ya fer now."
Scott looked over at Rogue contemplating what she just said. Follow his instincts...So simple, yet so complicated. He suddenly felt his nerves calm upon thinking about this. Suddenly he looked over at the clock...It was about time for him to take Jean to the party.
"I gotta go now. Thanks Rogue, I owe you one!" said Scott as he got up and rushed out of the room
Rogue was left slightly dumbfounded. She saw Scott's face light up upon hearing her advice to follow his instinct for some reason. She didn't think that would be the right thing to say, but apparently...It was.
Jean sat in her room brushing her hair as she got ready for the big party. Duncan had made a big deal out of this in wanting her to go, but it still made her nervous thinking about it. Ever since she and Duncan started 'going out' she had come to know that he wasn't the guy everybody said he was. He was often rude, obnoxious, and egocentric. However he was still the big school football star that everybody admired. And he liked 'her.' However, Jean wasn't sure if she really liked him. Ever since her soccer friends pushed her in to going out with him, it had put a strain on the one thing she treasured most...Her friendship with Scott. She looked at one of the pictures of her and Scott on her dresser that was taken not long after they joined the institute. He had her arms around her, she had hers around him, and she was happy. She looked at herself in the mirror now and there was no deny it...She wasn't happy with Duncan.
"Jean...Are you ready to go?" said Scott from behind her closed bedroom door.
She looked back in the mirror, but soon her eyes drifted back to the picture of her and Scott. She quickly calmed herself down and took deep breaths.
"Yeah I'm ready."
Jean then grabbed her jacket and prepared herself for the night ahead of her.
"You look beautiful," said Scott with a smile as she opened the door.
"Thanks," replied Jean as she smiled back at him and blushed.
Scott could feel the anxiety within Jean grow. He didn't know how, but he could feel it. It worried him to no end, but he felt that now wasn't the best time to talk to her about it. Scott was anxious too, but he hoped that his instincts would guide him well tonight...He hope so for Jean's sake.
AN: Uh oh, what's gonna happen? How's the party gonna end? Stay tuned to find out as things heat up for the X-men. Also, don't forget to review! Send them to me at email@example.com or post them on fanfiction.net. Thanks for reading and until next time, best wishes to you all!
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