Disclaimer: Do not own this show or any of the characters.

Story: I got this idea after watching the episode Burning Down the House. It just seems to me that girls don't go around "slumming it" with guys unless they've been hurt terribly or completely heartbroken, ya know? So, this story came to me when I thought, 'maybe Kat is just trying to forget something.' Then, I thought, 'what if she and Hyde got attached?' And here we are now.

If you want to catch up on Kat's appearance to get a better visual, look up the episode mentioned above. As for Hyde, I'm using his season 2 appearance; ya know, the slightly longer hair, shorter sideburns and stuff.

Warning: This is a story about a girl slummin' it with a guy, which means it's a smut fic. That means most, if not all of the chapters will have some kind of sexual content; also, in this story, Hyde's a little dominant. If that makes you uncomfortable, don't read it.

Timeline: This story is a season 2 AU; it takes place as hidden moments in the episodes, so the chapter titles will be named after season 2 episodes.

Kat Peterson didn't mean to get involved with Steven Hyde. Really, she didn't. It was just supposed to be a one-time thing; just so she could forget for a little while. She wasn't supposed to get attached, but...

It started with Jake Bradley, her first kiss, her first boyfriend, her first everything. They were the star couple of the school, the most popular boy and girl. He told her he loved her; he was supposed to love her... but he didn't. It was a lie. He lied to her and like a fool, she fell for it. How did she know it was a lie? Well... it's an easy guess she made when she walked in on him shoved up inside some other girl from Sacred Heart. She hates that name; it doesn't fit, every girl in that school is some kind of slut.

He broke her heart and now the only times she sees him is when she catches sight of him walking through the school halls.

Her friends tried to help; they tried to make her feel better, but nothing worked. And, about two weeks after her tragic breakup, two weeks of grieving, two weeks of feeling sorry for herself, she saw him.

Steven Hyde.

She didn't know him, didn't plan on knowing him. But she knew of him. He was the school bad boy; the guy with the tragic home life, the guy who's always caught smoking cigarettes or weed, the guy that always mouths off to the teachers, the guy with the crazy conspiracy theories, the guy who's never lost a fight, the guy with the juvie record, the guy everyone is afraid of. He was leaning against a station wagon in the school parking lot, smoking a cigarette, laughing at something with Foreskin and Pinciotti. And when she saw him, she remembered a few things.

She remembered her friends Julie and Kendra; how they went through the same heartbreak and decided to get back at their exes by "slumming it." She remembered that they weren't just with one person, but with several; but she also remembered the one they talked about the most after their little phase.

Steven Hyde.

After that, she had gotten unconscious thoughts in her head. Julie and Kendra never thought about their exes again after their trysts, and she wondered if maybe that would help her too. When they told her about it, Steven Hyde was the one they giggled the most about, the one they enjoyed being with the most, the one that was "so good." And she wondered if maybe she should try it, too.

But when she asked them about it, they told her not to. They told her he was a "little rough," and that she was too sweet for someone like him. So she tried to listen to them. But when she kept seeing him around the halls, the thoughts wouldn't leave her.

And one day, when he caught her glancing at him, he smirked back; so she decided to go for it.

She waited until school let out to talk to him. She caught up with him leaning against a corner on the outside of the school building, casually smoking a cigarette, arms crossed. When he took notice of her approaching figure, he stood up a little straighter, tilting his head slightly in curiosity.

Kat smiled, trying her best to look confident, even as she crumbled on the inside.

"Steven Hyde," She greeted in an airy, husky voice.

But, by the slight twitching of his lips, she knew he caught her nervousness and was trying to hold back a mocking grin.

"Kat Peterson," He threw her tone back at her with a smirk and she wished she could see behind the sunglasses so she could at least have an idea of what he thought of her, "To what do I owe this honor?"

"An honor?" She flirted, "Am I really such a graceful presence?"

"Well," He shifted a little, "Someone as high up on the chain as you shouldn't even notice my existence, you know. It's bad for your rep."

"I think everyone notices you, Steven," She smiled, unsure if he would be okay with her using his first name, "You don't exactly try to blend into the background."

He tilted his head a little more, smirk lowering slightly at the sound of his first name.

His smirk suddenly lifted back up, "Oh yeah?" His voice was lower and Kat felt her face heat up a little, "My rep just as good as yours?"

"Good? No," She hooked her hands behind her back, knowing her shirt would stretch with the move, putting emphasis on her chest, "Bad? Yes. I'm pretty sure you could scare off the football team, no matter how macho they think they are."

His face became blank and she became worried.

"Why're ya here, Kat?" He asked seriously; his voice was husky now.

There was a tiny pause as Kat wet her lips, trying to gain the courage to do what she came here for.

She smiled, "Just curious if you're as good as they say you are."

He looked at her for a moment, his face remaining blank, before he tilted his head again, mouth twitching. He let his cigarette hang in his mouth and Kat's heart jumped when he slowly ran a hand up her arm, starting from her wrist. He slid his hand over her shoulder, cupping her neck for a split second, before sliding it back down, taking the strap of her bag with him. He slid it off her shoulder, pulling it toward him. She watched as he opened it and dug through it, wondering if she should be upset at his supposed snooping, before he found a pencil and a notebook. He flipped it open as he breathed in a deep breath through his nose, writing something down. He flipped it shut just as fast, shoving it and the pencil back in her bag and held it out to her.

"If you really wanna know," He slid her bag back on her shoulder, letting his hand rest on the side of her neck, playing with a few strands of her hair, "Go to that address. Basement door. Understand?"

She looked at him, wishing again that she could see his eyes, before giving a small nod.

"Good," He gave a small smirk, stamping out his cigarette before leaning forward and placing a rough, wet kiss on the side of her neck opposite to his hand and brushing passed her.

Kat watched him go, holding a hand to the tingling skin, wondering if she should really be taking him up on this offer.

And there's the prologue. Up next will be "Garage Sale," and it will have a sexy scene, so... stay tuned. ;)

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