uc_xmen | You Never Can Tell (Sabretooth/Shadowcat, R)

Title- You Never Can Tell
Author- Judasmalfoy
Summary- If someone had told her three years ago that in the future she'd be happily standing at Victor Creed's side, she would have laughed. Goes to show you never can tell what the future holds.
Disclaimer- I own nothing
Warnings- Violence, language, sex
Rated- R
Pairing- Victor Creed/Kitty Pryde (Sabertooth/Shadowcat)
Chapter- 2/?

The house was messy, which wasn't unusual. She had lived in a mansion with guys long enough to know that most were rather messy. Kitty followed him into the kitchen and stood awkwardly against the far wall as he walked over to an old boom box and turned it on. The room filled with the sound of music indiginous to Mexico which contrasted sharply with the surroundings.

Victor pulled out a bowl from the small fridge and placed it into the microwave to heat up. He leaned against the counter and looked over at her, the only sound being from the loud humming coming from the microwave. Kitty looked him over for the first time, he wore faded jeans that frayed at the bottom from constant wear, a long sleeved black shirt that hugged his muscles nicely and black cowboy boots. For some reason she was reminded of Clint Eastwood and Kitty didn't know if she was feeling lucky or not.

She looked up to his face and their eyes locked. Standing at opposite ends of the room combined with the music and Kitty felt like she was in the middle of a spaghetti western for a moment.

"Seems like we're in a bit of a Mexican stand-off," Victor said with a chuckle.

"Isn't a Mexican stand off where three of more people all have guns pointed at each other?' she asked and his eyes narrowed in dangerous mischeif. Kitty straightened herself up to try and show him she wasn't frightened of him.

"Smartass," he replied simply and she felt a small sense of victory at being able to put one over on him.

She didn't understand why she was allowing herself to be put in harms way. She had her mutation to save her should the occasion call for it. But even with it, all he had to do was be faster than her and get in one could shot and she'd be a goner. Kitty had a nagging feeling that she liked being face to face with danger. After being so protected with the X-Men always looking after her as if she were a child it was a nice change of pace being around Victor.

The shrill beep from the microwave brought her back to reality. Victor moved with swift grace and brought the now steaming bowl out onto the counter, throwing down a pack of chopsticks and indicated that she should eat. Kitty found that he had fixed her a bowl of Udon and she picked up the chopsticks and broke them apart before picking up the bowl.

She eyed it suspiciously and Victor snorted at her uneasiness. "You must really think poorly of me if you think I'd stoop so low as to poison your food," he said snidely.

"Well you seem to be full of surprises today, never can be too careful," Kitty replied before she dug into the food.

"Good girl," he said softly before moving to lean against the counter once more. The loud Mariachi music drew to a close and a new song came on that she recognized but couldn't remember the name of. It was an older song from the 50's that was made for sock hops and one of her grandmother's favorite songs.

"What are we listening to?" she asked between mouthful of noodles.

"Chuck Berry, 'Johnny B. Goode'," he replied and she smirked.

"Everybody says you and Logan are immortal...were you around in the 50's?" Kitty asked.

Victor growled softly at the mention of his rival's name and Kitty bit her lip nervously. "I'm immortal, the runt is just a cockroach that refuses to die," he said as if it were gospel truth.

The jab at Logan was expected and even though she felt she should stick up for her friend she thought it wiser to keep her opinion to herself. "So you were around in the 50's," she said trying to get him back on track.

"Why so interested?"

Kitty shrugged "No reason, just trying to imagine you with a leather jacket and your hair slicked back doing the Twist," she said with a smirk.

"Now remind me why I haven't strewn your innards all over the kitchen yet?" Victor asked lazily.

She had come to far to let his comment shake her resolve, she felt comfortable enough to know that he was once again just being a quippy bastard. "Because I'm good company," Kitty replied smartly before finishing off the last of the Udon.

"That or I've become soft in my old age, but I really think it's because if I pull a Shogun Assassin I'll have to clean up the mess later," Victor said as he dug into his jeans pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a small box of matches.

"That's a really good movie," Kitty said as she took the bowl over to the sink, brushing past him as he lit his cigarette.

Victor raised an eyebrow "I'm not the only one full of surprises today."

"You can thank the runt for my film education," she replied and he laughed loudly.

"I'll be sure to do that the next time we meet," he said with a wicked grin.

"Oh I'm sure you will, you know in the middle of you two trying to see who's got the bigger dick," Kitty said and she was very grateful that all her time around Logan had sharpened her tongue.

"Now shouldn't that be obvious?" he said in a way that suggested that if he she picked Logan that it wouldn't matter that he would have to clean up the mess later.

"I plead the 5th," she said and he took a pull off his cigarette as he raised an eyebrow.

"That only works in the U. S. of A," he replied and she rolled her eyes.

"What is it with guys and their love affairs with their dicks?" she asked exasperatedly.

"Same thing with girls and their tits," Victor retorted.

"Oh it so is not," she denied but it didn't wipe the smug look off of his face. Kitty was slightly beggining to wonder what was wrong with her that she had stayed so long in his company and had made no real attempt to escape. His conversational skills intrigued her, he didn't treat her like a child or an enemy, he treated her just like a regular person. Which made her slightly nervous as she reminded herself for what felt like the millionth time that he was a mass murderer. Kitty needed to get out and call Logan to inform him of Victor's location before the man did serious damage to the area and its people.

"Well," Kitty said with a smile. "Uh, thanks for the food it was very good but I really think I need to be going now, I mean I've taken up a lot of your time already, so I'll just let myself out," she said as she took a few steps back before turning to head for the exit and safety.

She almost made it to the entrance to the kitchen before the sheathed katana blocked her way.

"Oh I don't think you should leave just yet," he said in a low dark voice that made her breath catch in her throat. "We've still got some buisness to discuss."