A/N: Only saying this once, so pay attention. With the exception of Diane, all the characters in this story belong to some guy with a really cool job. Sorry if my character looks like anyone else's, she's my own creation. Oh, and I don't write in accents, because they're annoying. You know what the characters sound like.

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Kurt raced down the sidewalk. Blast this running-on-two-legs business! Jean would kill him if he was late to another one of her soccer games. And unfortunately, being late was one of his skills.

He glanced at his watch. June 3rd, 5:59 PM. He had one minute to get to the field. The street was empty.

"I'll 'port behind the old gym shed," he decided. "No one will see me."

He teleported.

And hit something.

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"Unh..."

Kurt was awake, and he was alive. That was two big points in his favor. He didn't really feel like opening his eyes yet, but he knew how to scan his limbs for injury.

One, everything okay there. Two. Three. Four. Fi- no, not okay there. He had lost all feeling in his tail.

He reached gently for his bottom, and amended his previous statement. He had lost his tail. Since his brain was still blurry from the crash, this didn't really bother him until several seconds later, when it suddenly seemed very important. His eyes flew open. It was going to be one of those days.

Number one, he had switched bodies again.

Number two, he was currently occupying a female body.

Number three, it was not the body of any female he knew.

(A/N: About number one. For more body-switching fun with Kurt, go find So Into You by InterNutter and Switched! by Jamie August. Now back to this story.)

Kurt carefully removed himself from the ground and sat up. His usual body was lying next to him. He wondered who was living in it at the moment. More importantly, he wondered how he was going to explain this to her. The holowatch was still working, thank goodness, but the girl was going to feel mighty strange when she woke up.

Which she did, as if on cue. The eyes which formerly belonged to Kurt fluttered open and slowly focused on him. The girl was either taking this very well, or not fully awake yet.

"Um, hi," Kurt said in the girl's voice. "There seems to have been a little mix-up."

"I'm getting that," she mumbled.

Silence. How *was* he going to explain this?

"How did you get here?" the girl asked in Kurt's voice.

"Um..."

"There was no one here, and then...I blacked out."

"I must have, um, run into you," Kurt lied quickly.

The girl shook her head weakly. "No...I always know if there's someone around me. Unless...were you invisible or something?"

Kurt forced a laugh. "Ha ha...invisibility...you know that's impossible."

More silence.

"Let's play a game," the girl said suddenly. "How many of us are here?"

"Two." What was she getting at?

"How many shadows are on the wall?"

Kurt thought about this. The sun was gently setting in the west, the wall of the old shed was just east of them. "Two?"

"Wrong, you lose."

Kurt looked at the wall. His own body, possessed by the girl, threw a low shadow across the peeling white paint. His current body, on the other hand, did not.

"One of my powers. What's yours?"

Kurt jumped. "Er..." 'Don't panic!,' he shouted at himself. "I don't know what you're talking about."

She looked up at him from her position on the ground. "Mutant powers. What's yours, if not invisibility?"

"I...I'm not..."

"You lie so badly. I'm a mutant. You're a mutant. Get over it."

This girl was smart. Kurt could only hope she was telling the truth. He sighed. What choice did he have?

"My name's Kurt. I teleport."

"'Spose that would work."

"What's your power?" Might as well have everything out in the open.

"So long as you're in my body, I'm not telling," she replied. "Not something you should mess with."

"Are you at least going to tell me your name?"

"Oh! Diane. Are you going to tell me why I can't get up?"

He'd been hoping to delay that. Sigh. "I..." he searched for good words, "have more mutant features than most."

"And?"

"That big watch you're wearing is a holographic image inducer. Don't turn it off! You'd better have some advance warning."

Diane turned away from the watch. "I'm listening."

Sigh. "Today you are blue and furry."

"You're kidding me."

He shook his head...her head. "There's a reason I use the hologram."

"Fine, what else?"

"You get three fingers per hand."

"Good, I thought I'd lost some."

"You have a tail."

"I'll deal."

"And the strangest feet you've ever seen."

"There's the problem. You going to help me get up now?"

'Well, she took that pretty well, considering,' Kurt thought. He reached over and turned off the image inducer.

Diane looked over her temporary body. "Kurt...I'm not dealing."

"You don't get a choice." He grabbed his former arm and hauled her up. "We're going back to the Institute. I live there, the Professor can fix this. We'll take the back streets."

"Why not teleport?"

"Because you'll kill yourself, or me, or something. It is not for the inexperienced."

It was beginning to get dark. "Oh, and as a bonus," Kurt said, "you get night vision."

"Is that all?"

"Huh?"

"You, my friend," Diane announced to him, "get perfect 20/20 vision in any lighting or lack thereof, plus ultraviolet and infrared spectrums."

Kurt had never before used the word "lame" to describe his eyes.

"Is that what all these colors are? I thought I hit my head."

"Nope, you're stuck with them."

"At least we can see where we're going."

Together they shuffled through the darkness, Kurt more or less carrying his former body. At least he didn't weigh much.

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A/N: And that's chapter one. Two coming soon, if anyone likes this.