X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ X-Men: Kitty and Illyanna ❯ Chapter 4
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By: shanejayell 
Non Anime: X-Men Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.31.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 315 | Status: Completed
Non Anime: X-Men Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.31.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 315 | Status: Completed
Kitty and Illyanna: A tale of Magik! Part Four
Kitty looked around the club curiously taking in all the different kinds of people around them before she settled down beside Illyanna at the little dining table. "How did you find out about this place?" she asked Illyanna softly.
"Actually, it found me," Illyanna admitted.
"Huh?" Kitty blinked.
The Witching Hour was a little place not far from Dr. Strange's sanctum, and almost as soon as Kitty walked in, she had felt at home. There was an aura of magic about the place, as well as a sense of possibility. It was almost as if anything could happen in there. It was mostly just a few dining tables, a small stage, and a medium sized dance floor.
"This place is exclusively for users of magic," Illyanna explained, "and only those possessed of a certain degree of power can enter here. It actively travels to those possessed of magic, and can be found anywhere on the globe."
"Incredibl e," Kitty murmured, considering the complexity of the magics that must be at work to allow that to happen.
"Oh, yeah," Illyanna nodded. "The only rule that you must obey," the blonde haired girl said seriously, "is that the club is neutral territory. No fights in here, and you can't run from a fight to hide in here. The manager, whomever that is, won't allow it."
Kitty frowned thoughtfully, "Couldn't it be some sort of trap for magic users?"
"It's been operating for decades," Illyanna shrugged, "and nothing's happened yet."
"Yet being the operative word," Kitty pointed out.
"Do you want to go back home?" Illyanna asked her quietly, the expression on her face one of disappointment as she looked across at her brown haired friend. 'I wanted this to be a ice time out,' she thought ruefully, 'too bad.'
Kitty shook her head, "No. I guess I'm just assuming the worst."
"Good," Illyanna smiled. She waved, and got the attention of a waitress.
"So what can I get you folks?" the cat girl came up to them and asked cheerfully. Sticking up out of her light brown hair were cat's ears of a more reddish color, and a matching long tail swished around her slim legs.
They both placed their orders, and as the waitress walked away Kitty said with a smile, "I wonder if we should be calling her kitty."
"I wouldn't chance it," Illyanna smirked, "I bet that kitty has claws."
The food was quickly delivered, and a quick sampling showed it was delicious. They both ate hungrily, sharing some morsels between them if they found something that they really liked, and soon both of them were full.
Finally Kitty pushed her plate back with a happy sigh, "That was good!"
"What did I tell you?" Illyanna grinned.
Music started up, softly in the background, and people began to rise up from the tables and dance slowly together. It was a pretty instrumental tune, not hard on the ears at all.
"I wouldn't mind dancing," Kitty admitted, "but there's not many cute guys around." Two of the remaining cute guys got up and began to dance together quite intimately. "That cute, I guess it figures," Kitty sighed to herself softly. She found herself sneaking a glance at Illyanna, though she wasn't quite sure why.
"We could always dance together," Illyanna suggested nervously.
Kitty looked just a bit surprised, then she smiled at Illyanna quite sunnily, "Good idea." She slid her chair back and stood, offering her hand.
"Thank you," Illyanna took it and rose up smoothly. They moved out on to the dance floor together, and for a moment both girls tried to lead the other.
"Ouch," Kitty winced slightly as Illyanna stepped on her toes. She smiled wryly, "You get to lead, you're a bit taller."
"Right," a blushing Illyanna answered.
They stumbled a bit but managed to find the rhythm of the slow song and began to sway together closely. Illyanna tugged Kitty close to her, the two dancing gracefully. It felt kind of nice, cradling her friend this way.
Kitty found herself closing her eyes, relaxing in the safety of Illyanna's arms. It felt so good, letting the other girl guide her gently across the dance floor. She opened her eyes and looked up at Illyanna's face, mildly surprised at the look of utter contentment that she found there.
"You lead wonderfully," Kitty tried to make a joke, but she was sure that her voice showed her depth of her feeling in that moment.
Illyanna smiled back at her, her hands tightening just a bit on Kitty's shoulders as she said huskily, "And I think you follow divinely."
Kitty looked up into Illyanna's eyes and realized something quite profound. "The friend you said you were in love with," she asked Illyanna softly, "it's me, isn't it?"
"Yes," Illyanna said, a bit of a blush on her face. She looked down at Kitty's smiling face and softly asked, "You don't mind?"
"A little surprised," Kitty admitted, "but I don't mind." She paused a moment, then quietly asked, "Why didn't you tell me? I thought Dr. Strange was your crush!"
"Stephen?! " Illyanna blurted out. "He's too old!"
Dr. Strange blinked, sitting up straight in his seat at a rear table. 'I'm not that old,' he thought to himself, glad that he had hidden himself behind a powerful illusion when he saw them come in. He sat back with a sigh, considering the problem of his two students.
He hadn't even found out about the existence of the Witching Hour until well after he had completed his apprenticeship under the Ancient One. The fact that the two girls could even find the place much less get in was yet another sign of their potential.
'I think I'm getting the point,' Dr. Strange sent the thought out to the universe at large, 'you don't need to give me any more signs, thank you very much.'
With how quickly both of them were progressing, he was going to have to pick up the pace of his teaching. Illyanna's natural talent for magic was impressive, but in some ways Kitty's analytical mind worried him more. She was already starting to take apart and reassemble spells for new functions. What she might do as a master was mind boggling.
Dr. Strange watched the two of them dance together and found himself wondering just what, exactly, he was going to be unleashing on the world once they completed their training!
To be continued...
Kitty looked around the club curiously taking in all the different kinds of people around them before she settled down beside Illyanna at the little dining table. "How did you find out about this place?" she asked Illyanna softly.
"Actually, it found me," Illyanna admitted.
"Huh?" Kitty blinked.
The Witching Hour was a little place not far from Dr. Strange's sanctum, and almost as soon as Kitty walked in, she had felt at home. There was an aura of magic about the place, as well as a sense of possibility. It was almost as if anything could happen in there. It was mostly just a few dining tables, a small stage, and a medium sized dance floor.
"This place is exclusively for users of magic," Illyanna explained, "and only those possessed of a certain degree of power can enter here. It actively travels to those possessed of magic, and can be found anywhere on the globe."
"Incredibl e," Kitty murmured, considering the complexity of the magics that must be at work to allow that to happen.
"Oh, yeah," Illyanna nodded. "The only rule that you must obey," the blonde haired girl said seriously, "is that the club is neutral territory. No fights in here, and you can't run from a fight to hide in here. The manager, whomever that is, won't allow it."
Kitty frowned thoughtfully, "Couldn't it be some sort of trap for magic users?"
"It's been operating for decades," Illyanna shrugged, "and nothing's happened yet."
"Yet being the operative word," Kitty pointed out.
"Do you want to go back home?" Illyanna asked her quietly, the expression on her face one of disappointment as she looked across at her brown haired friend. 'I wanted this to be a ice time out,' she thought ruefully, 'too bad.'
Kitty shook her head, "No. I guess I'm just assuming the worst."
"Good," Illyanna smiled. She waved, and got the attention of a waitress.
"So what can I get you folks?" the cat girl came up to them and asked cheerfully. Sticking up out of her light brown hair were cat's ears of a more reddish color, and a matching long tail swished around her slim legs.
They both placed their orders, and as the waitress walked away Kitty said with a smile, "I wonder if we should be calling her kitty."
"I wouldn't chance it," Illyanna smirked, "I bet that kitty has claws."
The food was quickly delivered, and a quick sampling showed it was delicious. They both ate hungrily, sharing some morsels between them if they found something that they really liked, and soon both of them were full.
Finally Kitty pushed her plate back with a happy sigh, "That was good!"
"What did I tell you?" Illyanna grinned.
Music started up, softly in the background, and people began to rise up from the tables and dance slowly together. It was a pretty instrumental tune, not hard on the ears at all.
"I wouldn't mind dancing," Kitty admitted, "but there's not many cute guys around." Two of the remaining cute guys got up and began to dance together quite intimately. "That cute, I guess it figures," Kitty sighed to herself softly. She found herself sneaking a glance at Illyanna, though she wasn't quite sure why.
"We could always dance together," Illyanna suggested nervously.
Kitty looked just a bit surprised, then she smiled at Illyanna quite sunnily, "Good idea." She slid her chair back and stood, offering her hand.
"Thank you," Illyanna took it and rose up smoothly. They moved out on to the dance floor together, and for a moment both girls tried to lead the other.
"Ouch," Kitty winced slightly as Illyanna stepped on her toes. She smiled wryly, "You get to lead, you're a bit taller."
"Right," a blushing Illyanna answered.
They stumbled a bit but managed to find the rhythm of the slow song and began to sway together closely. Illyanna tugged Kitty close to her, the two dancing gracefully. It felt kind of nice, cradling her friend this way.
Kitty found herself closing her eyes, relaxing in the safety of Illyanna's arms. It felt so good, letting the other girl guide her gently across the dance floor. She opened her eyes and looked up at Illyanna's face, mildly surprised at the look of utter contentment that she found there.
"You lead wonderfully," Kitty tried to make a joke, but she was sure that her voice showed her depth of her feeling in that moment.
Illyanna smiled back at her, her hands tightening just a bit on Kitty's shoulders as she said huskily, "And I think you follow divinely."
Kitty looked up into Illyanna's eyes and realized something quite profound. "The friend you said you were in love with," she asked Illyanna softly, "it's me, isn't it?"
"Yes," Illyanna said, a bit of a blush on her face. She looked down at Kitty's smiling face and softly asked, "You don't mind?"
"A little surprised," Kitty admitted, "but I don't mind." She paused a moment, then quietly asked, "Why didn't you tell me? I thought Dr. Strange was your crush!"
"Stephen?! " Illyanna blurted out. "He's too old!"
Dr. Strange blinked, sitting up straight in his seat at a rear table. 'I'm not that old,' he thought to himself, glad that he had hidden himself behind a powerful illusion when he saw them come in. He sat back with a sigh, considering the problem of his two students.
He hadn't even found out about the existence of the Witching Hour until well after he had completed his apprenticeship under the Ancient One. The fact that the two girls could even find the place much less get in was yet another sign of their potential.
'I think I'm getting the point,' Dr. Strange sent the thought out to the universe at large, 'you don't need to give me any more signs, thank you very much.'
With how quickly both of them were progressing, he was going to have to pick up the pace of his teaching. Illyanna's natural talent for magic was impressive, but in some ways Kitty's analytical mind worried him more. She was already starting to take apart and reassemble spells for new functions. What she might do as a master was mind boggling.
Dr. Strange watched the two of them dance together and found himself wondering just what, exactly, he was going to be unleashing on the world once they completed their training!
To be continued...