Story Note: The plot is, in part, taken from a roleplaying session with my husband. If you like the explanation, and yes, there will be one, thanks are due in part to him! The idea for Storm having the starring role was due to a request for Kuroro from an acquaintance who liked my Where I Belong arc. Now, on with the dream.
I am surrounded by acres and acres of deep blue velvet, soft and deep, studded with points of gold, like stars. I sink into it gladly. It is warm and wraps around me, and turns into a face. His dear face. My beloved Kurt.
"You are very quiet tonight, liebchen."
I looked up from my papers. Twenty essays on "Creative Uses for Elemental Powers" to grade, and I chose to look them over in the den with everyone else. "I am busy, Kurt." I smiled. In many ways, Kurt is the heart of the X-men, making sure all of us are all right. I wonder sometimes who checks on him when he is feeling sad.
"Ja, but I asked you a question." His eyes gleamed at me. Unlike normal, I felt a flutter in my stomach. Gas?
"I'm sorry. I was busy grading." I looked down again. No, not gas.
"Would you be able to go to the movies with me tomorrow night? They are having a de Havilland/Flynn double feature, and I would hate to have to go alone." He made puppy-dog eyes at me. I looked at the rest of the group. Jean was resting against Logan comfortably, Scott cracked his knuckles, and Rogue was staring.
Alone with Kurt in the dark ... I squirmed a little at the thought, and Logan's eyes widened as his nose twitched. Damn. It's impossible to keep secrets in this place.
"I don't know," I temporized, trying to think logically. "I do have a lot to do ..."
He leaped to my side. "Please?" he breathed, warm breath rushing to my neck. I felt heat rising in my face.
"Very well," I blurted out, getting up and rushing to the door. "Now, I must go get this done."
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I awoke with a start. What was this? I did not have feelings for Kurt Wagner. He was with Amanda, anyway.
But the dream lingered as I started my day. What madness was this?