Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or the majority of the characters in this fic. If I did, these two would be canon. End of story.

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What is so different about today? Fighting the X-geeks? Check. Losing pretty badly? Check. Laying serious waste to the building? Check. Looking gorgeous? Double check...So what the fuck is so off?! What predestined sign is tipping me off that this particular day is so outrageously dissimilar to any other day in my annoyingly (aside from being gorgeous) repetitive life? The teen's inner tirade was cut off when a deadly red beam missed him by (literally) a nanosecond. He shot a death glare of his own back in Summers' direction as he effortlessly dodged both the raging red-head and the blonde porcupine's attacks. The battle raging around him wasn't much different from any of their previous ones. The Brotherhood managed to get to a semi-secluded area with a shit ton of open space, and his team still managed to do more damage to the building than their adversaries. Idiots. And of course, the X-geeks were handing their asses to them, as per usual.

As he zipped around, causing havoc and royally annoying Evan, the speed demon still couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Way off. He already concluded that it wasn't him, come on, that would be preposterous! He knew there was something, but he just had to find out what. A barrage of spikes whizzed by Pietro as he ran, still caught up in his thoughts, one nearly becoming the newest decoration for his ear. Okay, no contemplating and running, duly noted. He rounded and charged Evan, clothes-lining the dark skinned mutant before he could blink. A loud, very colorful stream of curses followed him as he slid undetected behind a rather large wall of storage crates. The silver-haired youth was growing bored of the fight that he already knew would result in hours of shouting and an even longer night of sulking. Well, sulking for him at least. He hadn't seen his favorite German in a while, and his absence was wearing on him more and more each day. I wonder where he is. The sigh barely escaped his lips when a loud explosive sound resounded to Pietro's immediate right. He knew that sound anywhere.

Well, speak of the fuzzy blue devil.

Today. It has to happen today. Kurt was a nervous wreck as he paced the entirety of his room. He knew he had to do it, he wanted to do it, but he just didn't know how. I mean, how zhe hell does one even go about doing something like zhis? It shouldn't even be possible! The blue teen halted in front of his large balcony window and just stared as he mulled this over for the thousandth time. Kurt knew he had been avoiding Pietro these past few weeks. He also knew that he was man enough to admit that the reason was because he was scared. Not out loud, of course, but at least he openly acknowledged it! He wasn't scared of Pietro per se...he was just scared of the very likely outcome.

Kurt took a deep breath, steeling himself before porting to the Brotherhood house to find his boyfriend. Yes, Kurt and Pietro had been dating for months now, but as far as anyone else knew they stayed as far out of each other's orbit as possible. Meeting up wasn't that difficult considering one could move at the speed of sound and the other could disappear in a blink, but keeping secrets from their respective teams was a challenge unto itself. Wait..teams! Verdammt why didn't I think?! The others might also be here. Of course they weren't, they were duking it out with Kurt's own housemates on the other side of town, but the X-man didn't know that until the faintest shuddering of a tremor had him rethinking his steps. Following instinct he looked toward town just in time to see a small gray mushroom cloud appear along the outskirts.

"Du musst einge fickt mich verarschen." Kurt let out a frustrated growl before teleporting to the site of the battle. He couldn't help it, he snorted. The place looked like a tornado and a seismic blast did a tango in it; there were scorch marks, a web work of fissures and cracks, small fires in patches, and suspiciously Toad-shaped holes in the walls. He would have laughed, but he definitely wanted to avoid being seen or heard by anyone but his Silber. Kurt's eyes immediately honed in on a familiar streak of white and blue heading towards the crates stacked at the far wall. He wasn't being tailed, and he didn't seem to be injured. Of course. He took one more steadying breath before heading to face his love. Here goes nothing...

"Well, well," Pietro drawled as the smoke cleared, "What's a fine piece of ass like you doing in a place like this?" The teen opposite him simply smirked and shook his head before responding in his thick German accent.

"Vhat does it look like, Silber?" he asked, expertly masking his nerves with flirty banter. Pietro crossed his arms and tilted his head as if in concentration before smiling haughtily.

"Hmm, well Blue, seems to me you ported over here in the hopes of catching me off-guard all the while looking as sexy as ever. Then, being the cheeky minx that you are, you lured me here with your presence and are shamelessly trying to seduce me." He finished using his best victim voice, placing his hand over his heart with a dramatic flourish. The blue mutant only rolled his luminescent eyes and stepped away from the wall he was leaning against, his long spaded tail swaying behind him. In the shadows like this, an onlooker would have thought themselves witness to a grinning demon. Oh, but they couldn't be further off! Pietro of all people knew that the mutant who went by the name Nightcrawler had a pure heart and the patience of a saint. Of course, that didn't mean he was an angel. He smirked at the thought. Especially when he didn't want to be.

"My, my, a bit dramatic, aren't ve?" Nightcrawler said in an attempt at an admonishing tone, "In case you haven't noticed, zhere is a fight going on. Vhat makes you think I appeared just for zhe purpose of seeing you?" Pietro scoffed at this.

"Are there any other sexy, tall, white-haired, lightening fast mutants I should know about?" Nightcrawler huffed out a laugh at this before locking eyes with the speedster. Said mutant was taken aback for a second. There was something in those glowing gold eyes that wasn't there before today. It was a look full of determination, but underneath it was something that was starting to put Pietro on edge. Just as Kurt opened his mouth to speak a screeching and clearly pissed off Toad crashed through the crates that were shielding them. The sudden intrusion made the two realize just how close the battle really was.

"We'll continue this chat later-" Pietro whispered, but Kurt wasn't listening. He instead wrapped his arms around the other boy's waist and ported them out before anyone noticed them. He looked around, shocked to find that they were in the woods near the Institute.

"No," Kurt whispered, pulling away from his companion, "We need to finish it now." Pietro locked eyes with the fuzzy blue mutant. Why was he so...serious all of a sudden?

"What's wrong Kurt?" Pietro asked gently. Kurt shifted a bit, unable to hold his gaze as he searched for the right words to say. Why is this so hard? Pietro stepped forward just a bit, but this seemed to only increase Kurt's unease.

"Kurt, say something." he prompted. Kurt's silence remained. His fangs were digging into his lip as he tried to stay composed. He was failing miserably. The words just wouldn't come! Pietro noticed his trembling, and Kurt could see that the silence was starting to work his patience.

"Damn it, Kurt, say something! You're...you're not breaking up with me are you?" Kurt whipped his head up to look at the clearly mistaken teen. He saw the way those icy eyes seemed to hollow out, and honestly didn't know whether to shout at him out of frustration or crush the idiot in a hug.

"No! No, no why zhe hell vould you think that?! Of course I'm not breaking up vith you, I just...I'm trying to figure out how to say zhis!" His accent became even more pronounced in his growing agitation and Pietro wisely kept his mouth shut for just a bit longer.

He was relieved by Kurt's response, but the way he seemed unable to tell him what was going on made him more than a bit uneasy. After a few more agonizing seconds, Kurt mentally shouted fuck it and gently but firmly seized Pietro's face in his hands.

"Pietro."

"Yeah?"

"...I'm pregnant."

"..." The last thing Pietro saw was Kurt's worried expression. Then everything faded to black.

A/N HELLO EVERYONE! So sorry for the wait, but I finally (finally) got my ish together and started writing again. My updating schedule is still undetermined for now, but expect an influx of chapters over the next few weeks. Again, sorry for the impromptu hiatus, and thanks for the reviews and encouragement. You guys are awesome.

On another note, yes this chapter is still flippin' short...damn

Translations:

Verdammt: Damn/ dammit

Du musst einge fickt mich verarschen.: You must be fucking kidding me.

Yup, that's about it. New chapters coming up soon :D