Hey guys! Sketchy and Kchuu here again! It's the kinda-long-awaited sequel to our first fic, Kickin' Butt and Savin' Frogs. You can go read that one first if you want, it's only 5 chapters, but this one can stand alone just fine. The pairings in this fic are Todd/Kurt slash, and a little KittyxLance. As always, this was done RP style, with Kchuu as Kurt and slutty cashier lady and Sketchy as Todd. Enjoyyy!

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Todd was petrified; he and Kurt had agreed to meet at eight. But even with the time it took to find his least messed up pair of jeans and take a rinse down (Showers mean soap, 'Rinse downs' were more splashing away the grime... and a lot less likely to freak out Todd by simply saying the name) he had still arrived half an hour early. The sun was starting to set, and Todd was twiddling his thumbs while sitting in a nearby tree. The leaves made him almost invisible to people who passed by, but he could easily see them. He was as nervous as heck, what if Fuzzy didn't show up? What if this WAS all a joke and he had misinterpreted the signs? What if-

Kurt appeared suddenly beside the building with the familiar smoke and noise. He shook his head to clear it--he still hadn't fully recovered from earlier-- and looked around.

"Ah, guess he's not here yet.." Kurt's voice sounded slightly disappointed as he glanced at his watch. "Ah, but it's only 7:48, I'm pretty early..." He leaned against the wall. He had chosen to wear some of his nicer clothes, which in this case, meant fabric actually touched his body in more than a couple of places. He wore a tight black turtleneck with quarter-length sleeves, and dark-wash jeans that fit him very well. Kitty had helped him choose the outfit a while back, for special occasions, but he was very nervous in the previously un-touched clothes.

The smell of sulfur and a loud explosion of purple smoke alerted Todd to his.... Well, err, boyfriends -?!- arrival. Todd stared at the boy a moment. He looked really really sexy. Todd blushed furiously, suddenly wishing he had risked some kind of soap, or maybe stolen some clothes from Lance/Pietro. But it was too late now. Hopping down from his perch, Todd tried to look casual as he approached the other boy.

"Yo, you're here early too, I guess." Pausing to look up and down the other boy again, he muttered out what he thought was a complement, though it sounded less enthusiastic than he meant it, "Nice clothes, dawg."

Kurt jumped a little in surprise at his--his boyfriend?!--'s entrance.

"Err, th-thank you...." His face purpled, and he looked down. "I..." He noticed his hands. "Mein Gott! I forgot to turn it on, so sorry!" He fiddled frantically with his image inducer, which phased into human mode almost immediately. "Th-there, that's better... so... uhmm..."

Todd frowned. Holographic Kurt was most definitely NOT 'better', but they were technically out in public right now, and if someone came by then the last thing he wanted was someone to point and yell 'Demon!'. So he said nothing to counter Kurt's action. Moving closer and hoping to god that the rinse off had done at least a noticeable job at dealing with the smell, he asked.

"Yeah, so what do yah want to do? We could go somewhere an' talk, or just grab a bite, or just, yah know, stay here and...talk." Wow Frog boy, smooth. Your options are talk, eat, and talk. Very well thought out, yo.

"Vell, I don't really care where we go, I just..." Kurt's stomach let out a long growl--he hadn't been able to eat because of nerves. "I... I guess I'm always up for some gut bombs!" He laughed a little. "And of course, ve can talk there..."

Relieved that Kurt hadn't noticed (or at least, hadn't mentioned) his less than amazing date --?!-- choices, he said, "Sounds good yo." Todd started off in the direction of the Gut Bomb, feeling too awkward to grab the other boy's hand and drag him along.

Kurt's long legs easily brought him in stride with the younger boy. They walked in silence a moment, until Kurt tentatively reached out his hand. It brushed the other boy's arm, and Kurt left his fingertips there for a moment before jerking it back. Vas it too soon?! But I really vant to touch him....

Todd felt the place that Kurt had brushed burn with a heat. A bizarre, needy sensation, but he didn't mention it, and tried to ignore the contact. Probably didn't even realize he was doin' it. He cleared his throat, breaking them out of their silence.

"So....Kurt, how's stuff? Wolvie try to kill yah with another table yet?"

Kurt laughed. "How's .... stuff?" His voice cracked slightly, and he cleared his throat. real smooth, fazzy dood... "Uhm, it's been okay... Logan's the only one I've told about..... you know... so far... but he thinks I should tell the professor.... Erm... How're things over at the brotherhood house?" He began to relax a little, even though he kept his hand firmly to his side to stop it from having a mind of its own. Todd seemed a little cold, but... He looked cleaner than usual, and even seemed to smell a bit better. And he had shown up... more than Kurt had expected, that's for sure.

Todd stopped in his tracks, he had been a bit embarrassed when Kurt had laughed, but that feeling paled in comparison to the horror he was experiencing now.

"Y-you told....You told WOLVERINE?! The guy with the effing BLADES in his arm?!"

Kurt's eyes widened. "A-ach! I'm sorry! I... I couldn't help it, he... He smelled you on me, and...." Are you already screwing this up?! How do you always ruin everything, you dummkopf..!! "H-he's okay vith it, though! He says it's fine that I'm... that I'm gay..... And he... I don't think he'll do anything....."

Todd pulled at his hair in anxiety. "Well of course he's ok with YOU dawg! He LIKES you! But I might as well be a piece a beef waiting to be shish-kabobbed!" Todd started walking in small circles, staring at the ground and muttering to himself. "God I am so dead. See what you get Frog boy? This is what happens when you tell people you're bi. Speedsters annoy you, you get into a relationship with your rival, and then freakin' WOLVERINE comes to kill you."

"D-don't worry! Logan's got enough on his plate vithout chasing down brotherhood members! And... he does like me, so... Since you are important to me, I don't think he vould--Vhat?! Pietro knows you're bi?!...... that must be a nightmare... What a jerk!"

Stopping his circle pacing, but eyes still flitting about nervously, Todd tried to process everything Kurt said. Ok, no Wolverine, that's good, very very good. Pietro, uh..

"Y-yeah, jerk, won't leave me alone 'bout it. Very distracting. Didn't mean to tell him, just slipped ou-wait." Todd paused, his thoughts gaining a sudden clarity at the remembrance of something Kurt had said.

"'Important' to you?"

The heat sensors on Kurt's inducer made his hologram-flesh jump a shade paler (which was very hard to do). His flesh turned to ice, then suddenly, to fire. His inducer could hardly keep up.

"Uh yeah, something like that, you know they alvays say your first love is the--" Oh no, he was saying stupid things again. He backed up a few steps and then began walking in the direction of the fast food joint. "So, ah, shall ve go?" He smiled nervously, his hologram face still pulsing red.

Todd was so shocked that he didn't even blush. HE was Kurt's first love?! That was...A lot of things. Amazing, flattering, cute, a total turn on and more than a little sad. I mean, does he even remember who you ARE tadpole? This guy's either desperate, blind, or...or... your soul mate? Oh great, now he's MY first love. Following Kurt's lead, he began to walk towards the restaurant again. This time it was silent, until they finally got through the burger-joints doors.

Kurt felt his heart sink a little at Todd's deadpan expression, but tried to keep his hurt to himself as they walked towards downtown. He pushed open the door, and paused a moment to let Todd walk in before him. His inducer's image still showed his cheeks as rosy with heat, and he still couldn't look the other boy in the eyes.

Todd was a bit surprised at having the door held open for him. He was positive that this was a first. "Uh, thanks yo." He quickly stepped through and waited for the other to follow. He was a bit wary of the fact that Kurt had stopped looking at him, wondering briefly if he could read minds like Baldy and Red, and had heard the 'soul mate' comment. That. Would. Suck.

Kurt quickly shuffled in behind him, mind racing for what to say. "So, uh... Vhat do you usually get here?" He glanced up at the menu, though he hardly needed it. He could just walk up to the girl behind the counter and ask for the usual, and she'd give him two gut bombs with cheese and a large curly fry. But now that he was with Todd... Mein Gott, I don't vant to look like a pig, should I order a salad or something?

"I don't really eat here, yo, I order and end up givin' all the food to Fred. Habit. But I can order it myself once I figure it out. I'm not broke yah know." Todd was suddenly very glad that he never actually USED the money he pick pocketed off of people. He had fifty bucks in his pocket, taken straight from his stash. (A cardboard box with dirty clothes piled on and around it, not even Pietro was nosy enough to go near THAT.) Kleptomania, what can yah do?

His stomach suddenly interrupted his thoughts with a soft growl. "Got any suggestions dawg? I'm pretty hungry."

So Todd's used to eating vith people who eat a lot... I'll just get vat I normally like and-- he realized that Todd's question needed an answer. "For you? Hmm... Vell, curly fries of course. Those are the best, no question. And I usually get two gut bombs vith cheese.. or three, if I'm really hungry." The girl at the register had noticed him now, and smiled, waving them over.

Todd was taking a mental note that curly fries = good when he noticed the girl waving to them. A sudden twinge of jealousy ran through him when he realized that the girl obviously knew Kurt pretty well.

"She a friend o' yours dawg?"

"Ah, vell, I come here a lot. But I vouldn't say I know her that well... Oh hey, you changed your nametag! Did you get that star for service or something?" The bubbly blonde girl responded cheerily about a customer service award, and punched his order in. "$8.50 is your total, Mr. Wagner~" She said happily, not even noticing the shorter boy next to the hot German teen.

Todd gave a scowl. Yeah, he knew her type. He suddenly wanted Kurt very far away from this girl. "Hey dawg, after yah pay, you wanna grab us a table? I can order mine then bring both of our stuff over."

The girl's face fell when she saw the younger boy. "Todd Tolensky? ... Where are your friends? Last time you guys came in, I had to spend an hour cleaning sharpie-drawn graffiti off your table!" She looked back at Kurt. "You okay with this guy touching your food?" Kurt, not knowing who to look offended at, nodded emphatically at the girl. He gave a concerned look and a shrug at Todd, and walked to an empty booth, mouthing 'chicks dig the fazzy dood.'

Todd waited patiently for Kurt to get out of earshot, then his eyes snapped to the girl. He knew he shouldn't make a scene, but this girl was begging to be argued with.

"I don't do graffiti, I do art, yo, an' I'm offended that you didn't hang it on the wall in pride." His expression softened a bit, and tried to take a polite (he didn't mean it, but he did his best to fake the sentiment) tone as he asked. "Can I order now?"

"Hang the table on the wall? Good idea, frog boy, but I don't thing my manager would appreciate that naked caricature of me next to the employee of the month board. So, what's a guy like you doing hanging out with.... Kurt...?" Her big brown eyes flicked to the table where he sat in his oh-so tight shirt.

Oh how Todd wanted to dash all her hopes on sharp rocks by saying 'We're on a date'. But that would get him and Kurt in trouble, and he still wanted food.

"I only drew the face on that one, and we're just hangin' out 'cause we are. Can I just order already?"

She heaved a sigh. "Fine, what do you want..."

"Curly fries, Gutbomb with no cheese, and a medium soda." He paused for a moment, "And a large chocolate shake." He didn't know if Kurt liked chocolate, but it was worth the risk.

She typed it into the computer at lightning speed. She bent down under the counter, giving Todd a nice showing of cleavage from her low-cut blouse. As she set the empty cups on the counter, she spoke again.

"Your drinks. Oh, and who did draw that body, then? Was it that hottie Pietro Maximoff? That dude's a total stud!"

Todd rolled his eyes. "Collab 'tween Lance and 'Tro." He grabbed the cups and headed to the soda fountain. Filling his own with Pepsi, he called over to Kurt. "What drink yah want, yo?"

"Ah, Dr. Pepper, please!" Kurt fidgeted anxiously in his seat. He hoped that the girl hadn't said anything too mean to his date. And he secretly hoped that Todd hadn't said anything to insinuate that it was a date... He wasn't quite ready to come out to the whole school yet.... His tail clenched and unclenched nervously on his waist.

Quickly filling the other cup with the requested drink, Todd scooted over to the booth, setting both sodas down. Before going to the counter to wait for their orders, he asked. "Hey Fuzzy, how do yah feel 'bout milkshakes?"

Kurt took a long drink from his soda "Ahh... Herr Doktor is always good to me! Oh! Ah, I love them! But... only in chocolate, really..." Last time he had come here, he let Kitty order, and choking down that small strawberry ruined the whole meal. "So, I hope that girl vasn't too mean to you... She's not usually like that..."

Todd felt his heart lighten a little, he had finally made a right move. "Good thin' yo, 'cause there's no way I can chug down a large one of those by myself." Todd gave a glance back to the girl, Floozy, and said, "Maybe not to the good lookin' guys, but watch her when someone who looks like me comes in." Seeing the orders plopped onto a tray on the counter, Todd went to collect them, mumbling about how service was never this fast when he and his team were here.

When Todd arrived back with the tray, Kurt's nerves caught up with him. Is this really, a date?! Me?! On a date?! As Todd slid into the booth beside him, Kurt got butterflies. This was his rival....making him feel like a little girl at the circus! He leaned past Todd to grab his bag, and his fuzzy cheek accidentally brushed against Todd's face. A touch like that normally would be a fatal flaw, and Kurt automatically jerked back, scooching a little down the booth. His mind raced for something to say. "So... Ah... You draw outside of school? That's cool..."

Todd blushed at the feeling of Kurt's soft face brushing his own. His stomach squirmed with something that was definitely not hunger. He felt his heart sink a little when Kurt scooted away. Apparently the rinse off hadn't done enough of its job.

"Y-yeah. I draw a ton when I'm bored, so my homework's packed with sketches 'n stuff." He gave a nervous smile, hoping Kurt would see that as funny and not sad. Grabbing a straw meant for his soda and the longer one designed for the milkshake, he stuck both in the--way too big--cup of chocolate ice-cream mush. "Pick a straw Fuzzy, half of this thing is for you."

Kurt smiled, already three bites in to his first gut bomb. "I don't care vhich vone, honestly." or ve could share... Kurt shook those thoughts from his mind. He bent down and gently closed his lips on the taller straw, the one closest to him. "Mm, that's good!" He continued eating. As he chewed, he noticed that the first boy hadn't started yet. "Vhats wrong? Did that girl screw up your order or something?"

Todd had been hypnotized, watching Kurt put his mouth around that straw and the sounds of pleasure he had made were--Urg, bad Frog boy bad!-- Turning back to his food, he tried to hide the blush that was once again forming on his face. "Nah yo, looks fine." Quickly unwrapping the burger, he gave it a once over. No garbage or razor blades. It was all good then. Todd was about to snap up the whole thing in one bite, his normal method of eating, when he realized that might not be the best idea. Tentatively taking a bite, he tried to chew his food slowly. Weird, he had never actually stopped to taste one of these things. Not half bad. His face had a curious expression on it as he glanced at the fries. Wonder what those taste like.

Kurt was surprised. Todd actually ate things other than bugs. He let a small sigh of relief escape despite himself. It was kind of funny. Todd was making the cutest expressions! He seemed intently focused on the food. Kurt looked over him again. Man, was that boy skinny! Kurt could practically see his ribs through his shirt.... And that was part of Todd's gawky charm, but... It was clear the boy rarely got enough to eat... He looked at the half-eaten second gut bomb in his hand. "Y-you vant some of this? You look really...." --anorexic? ......starving? .....attractive? no, ach-- "..hungry."

Todd shifted his attention from the fries to Kurt. Did he want some of that? Yes. But not the burger. Swallowing the bite in his mouth, he said. "Naw yo, if I eat too much I get wicked stomach cramps," Though...That might be because I never CHEW anything. " starts to feel like I ate tinfoil, really painful." Todd really hoped Kurt wouldn't ask why he knew what foil in his stomach felt like.

"Oh, like that time you totally ate Scott's lunch in one bite! That had foil, and I think even a plastic spork! I'm surprised you survived that X-men encounter, even though there vas no fighting." Kurt's stomach dropped as that sentence left his mouth. Smooth, fazzy dood. Real smooth. Mention your team, and the fact that you're enemies.... on a DATE!! He stuck the rest of his burger in his mouth to stop from saying something stupid.

Wow, Fuzzy remembered the spork thing. Todd shifted uncomfortably, reminded of that day. "Heh, by that time I had thrown the dang stuff up. But yeah, avoidin' the lasers was still a bit of a stretch." Todd looked up nervously, a question suddenly coming to mind. "Hey, wasn't that the day I first saw you? I don't eveh remember seeing non-Fuzzy you before then. Had you just come in or sumtin'?"

"Oh, ja, that vas my first day at the institute. I vas very nervous... Haha, the first time I saw you vas... wrestling around in the lobby of the Xavier Institute! But before school the next day, I think I saw you strutting around, smoking. To be honest, I vas nervous!! I thought you vould jump me right there! But I guess you didn't see me or something." He continued eating.

Todd concentrated, brow furrowing. He honestly didn't remember seeing Kurt then. But if it was him playing human, then that's no surprise. "Hmph, Blue you was more....Recognizable. An' more interestin'." He downed a french fry, deciding he liked the taste, then added, "Yah can't blame me fo' bein' out of it. I mean, in two days I found out about other mutants, got threatened by a giant purple monster, almost got hit by lasers and lightnin', had my MIND partially erased, moved from the orphanage to the boarding house--" Todd stopped, face becoming sullen. You just HAD to mention that place, huh Froggy?

Kurt's face twisted in concern. "That sounds like a lot to take in..." --orphanage?! Mein Gott... poor Todd.... He doesn't look like he vants to talk about it. "Haha, that makes my transition look easier! I go from being nearly burned at the stake, through immigration services, flying to America, trying to learn how to speak English properly, and finding the right train.... all while being blue, fuzzy, and stuffed in a heavy black cloak."

Todd stopped mid bite. He gave Kurt a horrified stare, burger still in his mouth. Slowly removing the food, he asked cautiously, "B-burned at the stake? What the fuck man? Who's so screwed in their damn head to do that?"

"The superstitious citizens of a small town near Munich, Germany. Their sheep started dying, so..." Kurt shrugged. "Time to burn the demon guy. But I really like it here in the US... and now vhen I go back for holidays and stuff, I can use my inducer..." His heart sank a little, thinking about his foster parents. He did miss them, a lot... and it's not like he could go and visit more than once a year or so....

"C-Christ dawg..." Todd had problems, but no one had tried to kill him on purpose before (Bottles thrown at him during drunken rages didn't count). Suddenly Todd felt a need to touch the boy, some kind of contact to say he was there for him. Reaching out a hesitant hand, he placed it lightly on the boys shoulder.

"I could go kick their superstitious butts if you want."

Kurt smiled. "Haha, I vouldn't ask you to do that. And besides they're not bad people, just confused... And it sounds like you didn't have it that easy, either... an orphanage? that sounds pretty bad...." His shoulder felt warm, and relaxed under Todd's touch. He craved more of that touch, he wanted that hand elsewhere. Get your hormones under control, Wagner... at this rate, Logan would smell it from the mansion!

Todd gave an uncertain smile, "Nah, it was better than the place I was comin' from. Though that Lady McMellen, the 'caretaker' of the kids, was a pain in the ass." Kurt didn't seem to mind Todd's hand, so he tentatively moved it up and down, another gesture used to comfort people, but Todd didn't know if that's how he meant it anymore. "Yo' had it worse than some stupid orphanage."

Kurt lifted his hand and laid it on top of Todd's gently. The smooth flesh felt so good under his warm palm. "Vell, none of that matters now. Ve're here, and this is the present. No matter vhat happened in the past.... vhat happens now..." He brought his lips down to Todd's cool fingers. "Is up to us."

He held his head down for a moment before pulling it up, grinning. "A little cheesy for a fast food joint, huh? But let's not talk about sad things anymore!" He began making conversation about a movie he'd seen recently, grabbing the last few fries nonchalantly as he did so.

Todd found himself sporting a goofy smile, one that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of. Kurt had accepted his touch, and even responded to it. All this felt amazing, like walking on air. He slid his large froggy hand down Kurt's shoulder to hold his fuzzy one, listening intently as Kurt talked about a movie whose characters had eerily similar features to the furry teen.

He ate the rest of his food without really tasting it, Kurt was more interesting. There was a window right behind the X-man, and Todd thought once or twice that the light coming through it made Kurt look almost angelic. An' Fuzzy was callin' HIS stuff cheesy. Maybe it was that thought that drove Todd's gaze to look out the window for a moment. What he saw drove the thoughts of angelic demons, and all other thoughts, out of his mind as his blood turned to ice.

"Ah shit, it's Lance and the Pryde girl!"