The More I Love…

Summery: Kurt and Scott have been together for nearly six months, but once the physical part of their relationship begins to bloom, Kurt is too afraid and tries to change himself. "It's bad enough I'm blue and fuzzy… I can't do anything about that!" (Warnings: Slash (MalexMale), Bulimia, Anorexia, and general Angst.)

"Okay kids, let's get started!!"

Kurt looked up to his gym teacher, Ms. Kelly. She was standing in front of the class wearing her usual sweatpants and t-shirt, hands on her hips and eyeing them all dangerously. She had to command respect with this class. She was good at gaining their respect, too. Most people thought she was a jerk, but if you did what she asked, she was actually pretty nice. For a gym teacher, she was pretty young, and had no muscle whatsoever.

She started the class with stretches, and once Kurt realized what they were doing, he let his attention drift once more, while doing the stretches of course. He only paid just as much attention to the class as needed to know what stretches they were doing as he cocked his head to the side, staring at the boy sitting three spots away from him. Even though he's great at sports, and was a senior, he still had to attend gym, because at his old school they only needed one year, while at this school you needed two years. So, as a result, he was now in Kurt's gym class. Neither one of them could complain, though. They only had a few classes together. Gym, German (Kurt was in the high class, duh), and Computer Applications 103.

Scott always looked so cute. He normally wore a huge blue sweater and those thin brown pants, but now he was forced to wear gym shorts that came to his knees and a red tank. They all had to wear them, including Kurt. He didn't like them. It was harder to keep his tail tucked it, was all. Since the six months they had been dating, Kurt noticed that Scott's hair had grown about an inch. So it just barely grazed the bottom of his sunglasses. Kurt wished he could see his boyfriends eyes with his hair like that… It must be so sexy without his glasses… But hell, Scott looked sexy no matter what.

After the stretches, the all had to run five laps outside. Kurt hated running, but he did it anyway. He wanted to impress Scott. So he ran as fast as he could. But he wasn't a runner, honestly, and at his best he could just barely keep up with Scott. But that was good enough, because Scott was the fastest runner in the class. Once they were side by side, Scott smirked a bit, and out of the edge of his eye, Kurt saw his hand move. The elf moved his hand and grabbed the contents of his hand. It was a note, Kurt knew it. They had come up with the system when they first found out they were in the same class that summer. Kurt kept a pencil in his pocket, as well.

After they were done running, they had to sit down on the ground around the teacher, Kurt opened the note, and smiled.

Half day!

Wanna eat after school?

Burgers, Tacos, or Pizzas?

It was obvious Kurt was meant to circle one, and he put a circle around the 'Tacos'. They both had the exact same three favorite foods, so he didn't have to worry about whether or not Scott would want it. He wrote a small message at the bottom of the note, as well.

Meet behind the gym?

Or by the Maco Tell?

He scooted closed to Scott, and passed him the note. Scott read it, and smiled, pointing to behind the gym. Kurt moved closer, and wrote on the paper.

You sure? Someone might see us.

Scott smiled, and nodded again, taking the note and pulling a pencil out of his pocket. He turned, and Kurt huffed a bit, mocking anger. Before Scott could pass him the note back, however, they all stood up and ran out into the playing field. Kurt didn't even know what games they were playing, but soon found out they had a choice between Ultimate Frisbee and Football. Scott came over; handing him the note, which Kurt quickly tucked in his pocket because people were watching. Then he looked up at the elder boy's sunglasses, where his eyes were hiding behind.

"So which one are you doing?" Scott asked.

"Ze one… Zat doesn't require being pummeled by large men… You?"

"Whichever one you are doing." Scott said, running his hand down Kurt's arm while no one was looking. Kurt trembled a bit, his spine shaking at Scott's touch, but then he pulled away.

"Don't do zat." He begged. He hated it and loved it at the same time when Scott touched his fur. It felt so good… But it made him feel like… a monster at the same time. Of course, he never told Scott this. He didn't want to make Scott feel bad. "We're in public."

"Oh come on… No ones watching." Scott said, moving closer. "Just one kiss?"

Kurt crossed his arms a bit, rubbing the spot where Scott had touched him up and down. Feeling the fur that covered his arms.

"Meet me in the bathroom later… But not now… not here…" he said, trying not to look too anxious or embarrassed, even though he was both.

"Okay, I'll go in first, you come in thirty seconds after, kay?" Scott asked.

"Ja…" Kurt whispered, scooting away a bit, but looking at Scott in the eyes (sunglasses).

Scott smiled, and they headed over to the left side of the gym, where the others were picking teams for Ultimate Frisbee. Kurt and Scott got in line, and Scott was chosen only a few seconds later. Next was Duncan (The loser who Scott completely hated), and then Scott picked Kurt, which Kurt was very grateful for. Because he didn't look that big, he was never chosen in sports, even though Ultimate Frisbee was perfect for him, being flexible and dexterous as he was. But that didn't really matter. Still, it felt good to be picked during the first half then the last. He had never been chosen LAST exactly, but he sure well did come damn close to it, and it wasn't a great feeling. Once the game started, Kurt and Scott didn't talk much. Mostly because Duncan was on the other team. If he hadn't been, Scott probably wouldn't have been so competitive and would have been calm and cool like normal. Kurt couldn't say that he didn't mind, of course, because after the game began, it seemed like their promise for 'one kiss' was all but forgotten. But then Scott looked over his shoulder guilt fully at Kurt, who didn't feel like playing much, and just tried to stay out of the way. And he threw the Frisbee to another player and went into the bathroom. Kurt smiled, and for a moment thought that maybe he just shouldn't go in at all. But only for a moment. He headed into the bathroom thirty seconds after Scott, as planned, and saw Scott standing by the sink.

"Sorry about that." Scott said abruptly, jumping up and running to Kurt, planting a kiss on his cheek. "He just rubs me the wrong way."

"It's okay." Kurt said, walking over to the sinks, but not making eye-contact with Scott and using a semi-cold voice.

"Please don't be mad. It's not like I completely forgot about you, Kurt." He said, moving over to the sinks and running his hand down Kurt's arm again. The elf flinched and pulled away, but then moved closer and kissed Scott on the lips, to show him that he wasn't too mad.

"I was just vorried that you vould… Forget, I mean." Kurt said, looking up with puppy-dog eyes.

"Never, cutie." Scott said, keeping one hand on one side of the sink while taking the other and putting it around Kurt onto the other side of the sink, thus pinning the elf down. Then he nibbled a bit on Kurt's ear playfully. Kurt giggled, but pushed Scott away. Scott looked bitter. "What did I do now?"

"Nothing." Kurt said, pushing his hair behind his ear and looking at Scott. He tried to cover his blushing by kissing Scott right on the lips. "You were just a little off-target."

Scott smiled and patted Kurt's head playfully, messing up his hair. Kurt just stuck his tongue out, turning around to fix his hair in the mirror.

"We should probably get going back to class." Scott said. "I'll pass the Frisbee your way some more, okay?"

Kurt just nodded, and Scott left first. If they both left at the same time, someone would catch on.

Scott kept his promised and passed the Frisbee towards Kurt a few times before class ended and they had to circle around the teacher again. But of course, Kurt wasn't paying attention to the teacher. Kurt was paying attention to Scott paying attention to the teacher.

After class, Kurt went to change. Unlike the rest of the guys, he took a private stall for both his shower and putting his clothes on. Hey, they would notice the tail, right? Whenever Scott was pretending to be a perv for fun, he would suggest that they share a stall, saying that he didn't mind the tail. This usually got Kurt to playfully poof himself and Scott out of the locker room, then quickly teleport himself back in. Just to get the message across. Scott NEVER made the mistake of saying pervy things while only wearing a towel EVER again, that's for sure.

After he was all changed, Kurt grabbed his bag and left out the back door a minute earlier then he was actually supposed to, but no one cared. A minute later Scott came out the same door, and Kurt smiled at him, happy that they were going on a 'date'.

They talked all the way to the Maco Tell. About stupid things. Grades, school, the crazy people they lived with. Kurt loved how they could just… TALK about things… He also loved it when Scott's arm found it's way around his waist. No one they knew was around to see, anyway. And now that he was wearing his normal clothes, Scott couldn't feel his fur. Kurt moved closer to him, driving Scott crazy by rubbing his hips against Scott's hips.

Once they were at the taco place, Scott took out his wallet and pulled out twenty bucks.

"What do you want?" he asked with a smile.

Kurt looked up, knowing that this was Scott's way of being chivalry. Paying for his date's food. It took a moment of pause for Kurt to decide whether to take advantage of this or not by eating a truckload of food. In the end, he decided against it, since Scott was being so nice. He paid for all their dates, of course… But every single time, the thoughts were tempting. He had given into them a few times, but it really wasn't any fun, since Scott only gave him a smirk and paid for it anyway. Kurt ordered two tacos, a coke, and some fries to munch on, then Scott asked him to go pick out a table to eat at. Kurt did so, choosing one away from the windows and out of the way so that hopefully if anyone they knew came by they wouldn't see them. He sat down on one side, and didn't have to wait long before Scott sat down on the other, juggling both of their foods.

"Thank you." Kurt said, taking his load so that Scott didn't have to try to unload it all by himself.

Scott sat down and stole one of Kurt's fries. Kurt didn't mind, even though he did make a face. He liked it when Scott did that kind of stuff. As they ate, they talked about random things, and somehow the conversation turned to gym class.

"So do you have a swimsuit?" Scott asked, sounding completely off-topic.

"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked after swallowing a bite of taco.

"A swimsuit? For next class?"

"You've lost me…"

"Ms. Kelly was talking about it at the end of class, weren't you paying attention?"

"Do I ever?" Scott sighed and put his hand on his forehead as Kurt stared blankly at him.

"We are swimming in class tomorrow, and a few classes after that." He explained. "We can bring our own suits if we want, and since you have the whole 'tail' situation, we should probably get yours special and have Professor tweak it a bit."

Kurt looked down at his taco and up at Scott, who was smirking.

"Come on. You, me, swimsuit shopping." He said with a smile. "It'd be great…"

"No, I don't think so." Kurt said.

"What?" Scott asked, surprised that he was turned down. "Why not?"

"I can get one myself." Kurt said.

"What's wrong?" Scott asked, knowing he had probably done something wrong, but not knowing what.

"I've…. Never vorn a swimsuit before….." Kurt admitted, lowering his head and letting his hair fall in his face. "It's not like… Anyone would give a furry guy a swimsuit, you know?"

Scott was in shock. Well of course Kurt never wore a swimsuit before. He hadn't had the watch before… But he still could have worn one. Scott suddenly wished he hadn't brought it up at all. But hey, if Kurt had never worn a bathing suit before, that meant he didn't HAVE one yet. So maybe the chance to go shopping for swimsuits with him, right?

Kurt looked completely deflated. Like he wasn't enough of a freak. Seventeen and he still had never worn a swimsuit. He tried to keep his head low so that Scott couldn't see his cheeks, which were red. He was preparing for Scott to laugh at him. But it didn't come. Instead, he felt a hand on his own and looked up to see Scott staring at him.

"Don't worry about it." Scott said. "I'll help you pick one out on Friday, okay? Next gym class, just tell her you feel sick. We can get the Professor to fix it so your tail won't stick out on Saturday, all right?"

"It's not just…" Kurt shook his head. "….I can't… swim, either…"

At this, Scott smiled.

"We have a pool at the institute. I can teach you once we have your suit, okay?" Scott said helpfully. "It'll all be fine, Kurt. You aren't a freak for not being able to swim. Tons of people can't."

Kurt smiled, but he didn't look that reassured. He leaned forward, and pressed his lips against Scott's softly.

"I love you." Scott said, once Kurt broke the kiss and sat back down.

"Ich liebe dich, auch." Kurt replied, and Scott knew exactly what he was saying. Not just because he was taking German class, either, but because he heard the words spoken so often from Kurt. "I think we should head back now, zey might worry."

Okay, my first X-Men Evolution (Or X-Men PERIOD) fanfiction ever had finished it's first chapter! And hopefully it won't be the last!! Review for me, would you loves? I worked really hard on it!! Well, except for Maco Tell or whatever…. That took NO imagination on my part. You'll see that Kurt's accent floats in and out… Well… I only use it when A: You can tell what he's saying WITH the accent (Because sometimes it's just plain harder to read with the accent. Or B: Kurt is feeling strong emotion so the accent is thicker. Anyway! That's my story!! It'll get better, I swear it! Love you all! Bye bie!