Rogue was lost in her own thoughts when Kitty came phasing through the door. Sometimes Rogue just wished Kitty would just walk into a room just like anyone else. There were a number of times Kitty accidentally walked in on her in the bathroom, but there was no way Rogue could stay mad at her. For all her faults Kitty was her best friend and was always loyal to her and wasn't afraid to get close to her. Kitty just treated her like any normal girl, and Rogue felt good about that. Of all the kids at the institute, Kitty was the only one who was never afraid to be around her.

"Hey, Rogue, how did your session go?" Kitty asked as she threw her school bag on her bed.

"Alright, ah guess," she said and picked up her book off the nightstand.

"Details please," Kitty said, getting up from her bed and walking over to Rogue's bed. "Last time you said you lasted almost twenty minutes. So was it like longer this time?"

"Yeah, it was, okay," Rogue snapped at her looking annoyed. Then she looked up to see the hurt look in her best friend's eyes. "Look, Kitty, ah'm sorry, but ah just don't feel like talkin' about it."

"Okay, so I'm going to get a snack," Kitty said, rubbing her growling stomach. "Can I bring you something?"

"Naw! Ah'm fine," she said, but in a way she wasn't. All this time and it finally seemed like she was getting a handle on her powers, so why was she so afraid of it now. She knew the professor was right about one thing. It wasn't just physical. It was psychological.

To Be Continued...