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Lost

Title: Lost
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: X-Men
Character/Pairing: Kitty/Rachel, Rachel/Amara
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: slashthedrabble 449: Leash
Warning(s): Mild Spoilers
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 4 June 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Marvel Comics and Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.





Kitty looks up, her eyes wide, from her simple sundae as Rachel and Amara slip into the kitchen. Rachel freezes. "Kitty! I -- I didn't know you were still up."

Kitty shifts her feet underneath the table, because she needs to move somehow but doesn't want Rachel to know how bothered she is. She keeps her face calm, though her bite of ice cream has paused midway to her mouth. "You two headed out?"

"Yeah." Amara's smile makes her seem so different from the girl who almost barbecued Logan alive a few weeks ago. "There's a new club we're going to try out."

"Really?" This time, she can't help it. Her gaze goes straight to the leash attached to Rachel's collar. She knows very well her former girlfriend once swore she would never wear another collar.

"Kitty, I know what you're thinking -- "

Kitty smirks and lays her spoon, still with the ice cream on top, back into her bowl. "Really?" She folds her arms before her and looks pointedly at Rachel. "And don't give me that 'I'm a telepath, remember?' crap. I know very well what you're capable of, but I doubt you know what I'm thinking right now." Disappointment and anger both burn low in her belly.

She feels the brush of Rachel's mind against hers and slams down her telepathic walls. She was taught by the most powerful telepath of his generation how to shield herself from people such as the Professor and Rachel. Ray's not getting into her mind unless she wants her to, and right now, that's very far from being anything she wants.

Kitty, I'm sorry, Rachel's mental voice whispers to her as Kitty's angry eyes stare up into her guilty gaze. I didn't want you to find out this way.

A little late for that, don't you think?

Kitty, that's not fair --

I could write a book on what's not fair, Ray. A few weeks ago, this girl was attacking us and --

She was being controlled! You know I know too well what that's like. I just want to help her!

Kitty arches an eyebrow at Rachel. Yeah. Right. Keep telling yourself that, Ray. She moves from the table, dumps the rest of her ice cream out into the trash, and washes the bowl before leaving the kitchen almost without another word. She pauses only to mutter, "Have fun, you two," before quickly leaving them behind. She doesn't want to see Amara leading Rachel around like a dog. She certainly doesn't want to see them get any closer.

She walks through the school's walls until she reaches her office and the mountain of paperwork awaiting her. She'd thought she'd take a break from it long enough to enjoy some ice cream, but she's lost her appetite completely. She sits down, picks up her pen, and almost instantly start to cry. She wipes her tears away, telling herself again she doesn't have time for romance. Maybe if she says it often enough, her heart will finally stop its aching.

The End

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