Fools Rush In

Summery: Thanks to a deal he made with Mephisto Kurt is back from the dead. But it won't be for long if he can't get the woman of his dreams to fall for him before time runs out. Even with Remy's help getting a recently dumped Ororo to open up her heart to love again so soon may prove to be to much.

Disclaimer: come on you know the deal, I don't own any marvel characters and am not making any money off of them. Also suggested sex in this chapter.

Author note: So this is my first story in years. I caught the fanfiction bug again about three months ago. Between work, school and a hundred different ideas in my head it took a while before I had something I was ready to put out. This chapter is more T then M but I plan to be more M in future chapters. Please leave reviews. I have been looking for a beta for while so if you would be interested please pm me. With the forever changing and expansive world of comics it's hard to really to stay completely in continuity all the time. (Obviously am already going off it a by bring Kurt back.) Really hard with this story since X-men vs Avengers hasn't finished as of me starting this. So lets just say this takes place some times after the dust has settle from that. In my own little marvel U.

PS, will have Kurt to English translation at bottom of chapter.

Chapter one: Bad dream

The rain was pouring down hard over the X-manor, lighting and thunder thrashed in the background. Most of the occupants inside the manner were comfortably asleep. Unfortunately for Ororo, she was not one of them. Not while her lover lay peacefully beside her. She was in the midst of a bad dream, one that had her tossing and turning. She felt so helpless as her mind wove a story she was powerless to change. Her lover finally started to stir when he heard her mumbling in her sleep. "Why would you? No don't. For goddess sake have some self-respect!"

"Shh... Liebste, you're having a bad dream." He whispered as he began stroking her soft white hair. Unfortunately, her eyes were still closed and she continued to mumble. He did not want to shake her awake, but she looked like she was in so much turmoil he felt it would be better than to leave her this way. Placing one hand on her shoulder and taking the other, he stroked her lovely face. "Ororo, liebe wake up. Please liebe, tis only a bad dream, nothing more." After a few moments her lids finally opened. Finding himself staring directly into her big blue eyes, he couldn't help but let out a small sigh before asking her if she was ok.

She immediately sat up on their bed, bringing her knees to her chest and crossing her arms over her legs. "No love, I'm afraid I am not. I just had an awful dream. It seemed so real, and I couldn't wake myself up from it."

He stroked her hair again as his tail went to work making swirls all over her back. She felt so tense, but after a minute or two he began to feel her ease a bit. "You know liebe, if you tell me about your dream it might make you feel better." Even with just the moonlight coming through the window he could see her biting on her luscious lips. This always did two things. One, it made him want to kiss her senseless, and two, it worried him. She only did this when her controlled veneer was down. It always meant one thing; she had something she didn't want to say.

"Ororo, whatever it is, you cannot be held responsible for a dream."

She turned to face him. Taking a hand off her leg and using it to caress his face, she pulled her lips into the smallest of smiles. "You have made me so very happy Kurt. I hope you know that?"

"As you have made me liebe, but it is always nice to hear anyway."

"I couldn't bear the thought of hurting you."

"Surely despite my trickster ways, you think me more mature than not to be angered about a dream, especially one that has upset you so."

"Yes of course, you're right beloved. In fact, that's one of the reasons why I love you."

He felt his heart start to pound faster in his chest. This was not the first time she had said those words to him, but it still had the same effect on him as it had the first time. He gave her that devilish smile she seemed to enjoy so well. "Now you're stalling liebe. Come on, out with it already."

"Ok ok, well in my dream, I married T'Challa."

"Black Panther?"

"Yes." she groaned.

"And marrying your childhood sweet heart who is a super powered king of a rich country was awful?" He asked, keeping his voice as neutral as he could.

She bit her lip again and slapped him on his back. "See I told you!"

He laughed to cover the tension he began to feel in every muscle in his body. Kurt was not nearly as self-conscious about his looks as he had been when he first came to the X-men. He knew that they held a certain appeal for many women, but dating a woman whose looks were so intimidating that a play boy like Warren or a man as tough as Logan were scared to make a move… That was an ego booster and downer at the same time. "I'm just teasing you liebe. Come tell me, why was it awful?"

"Remember my last trip to Africa?"

"Of course, how could I forget?" Without realizing it, Kurt's mind had started to wander.

It wasn't until just before her last trip to Africa that he had finally worked up the courage to confess his feelings to her. He had loved her so long from a far. Even when he had come to love and care for others, his feelings for her did not go away. They just moved out of the forefront, hidden somewhere in the background. At first he surmised his feelings as nothing more then a crush. He admired her, respected her - they had grown a special private friendship over the years. Like the rest of X-men, she was family. He had just gotten it all confused, he told himself, and his body's reaction to her surely didn't help matters any. But she was a beautiful woman of highest quality, and it was only natural that he would feel the stirs of desire around her.

Once during a session, Charles stumbled onto his thoughts of her. Kurt never knew why, but when Charles asked him if he was in love with her, he finally admitted it to himself and said yes. Charles told him it was easy enough to see from his thoughts and encouraged him to act upon his feelings. Kurt thanked Charles for the advice, but told him that probably wasn't going to happen.

They had flirted with each other constantly over the years, but he was flirtatious by nature so he always had a perfect cover. Some of it was to protect his heart; scared of what he felt would be her inevitable rejection. Part of him did not want to ruin their friendship or compromise the team. A small bit of him stupidly thought he needed to protect his soul from her, not that he felt she would try and do anything to harm him or turn him away from his faith. Quite the opposite, she had been one of the few that was always supportive of his faith.

Something about the feelings she brought out in him had him terrified for a time. He often found himself incredibly jealous when it came to her. When other men made glances, or paid her complements, it was all he could do not to wrap his tail around her slender waist and make off with her like a dog claiming a bone. He managed, for the most part, not to show his jealousy on the outside, but he knew it was still there. To say nothing of the lust she stirred in him. All the times he desperately wanted to claim her lips, to feel her long perfectly toned legs wrapped around him, to taste every inch of her. Once he had a thought about walking into the middle of her class and taking her from behind her desk and not really caring too much about who would see them. After that, he had thought himself too devious to have her love.

Then she made plans to go back to Africa and help out with the dry season. Logan had quickly volunteered to go with her. Kurt was going to miss her, but thought maybe a break from her is what he had needed to clear his head. Then he overheard Remy and Logan arguing. Remy accused Logan of only going to Africa to put the moves on Ororo. Logan had said he would go no matter what, but never denied what Remy was saying. Kurt's heart felt like it hit the floor. He knew that if they got together, he would lose his chance with her forever.

That's when he realized his love for her was not a sin. To want to worship her body and spirit was not a sin. The sin would be to let her go without a fight. If he was honest with himself, he had only thought about Logan for a moment. Yes they were friends, but Logan knew how Kurt felt and he was going ahead with his plans. True enough, part of that was Kurt's fault for sitting on his hands far too long, but no more. If Ororo already had feelings for Logan, nothing he could do would change that.

He had no idea what he was going to say or do. Once the decision had been made, he just knew he had to find her. He went to the attic, her classroom, and the danger room with no luck. Then he decided to teleport to her green house and there she was, her long white hair tied in a high ponytail, her cut-off shorts at least a size too small for her perfectly round backside. The tank top she wore showcased her more then ample chest. He was a man with only three fingers on each hand, but they were still rather large hands and he had always imagined how he would have them completely full with her. After all, she was connected to the very earth itself, and every womanly thing about her simply screamed bountiful. Sensuality was just as much a part of her as her mutant power.

She was swinging her hips back and forth to music from her iPod while she watered her plants. Mein Gott, how she tests me, he thought before he tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.

She immediately turned around. Smiling, Ororo pulled out her ear buds. "Oh, hello Kurt. Do you need something?"

Need had been a perfect word. He needed to stop being scared, he needed tell her how he felt, and he needed to kiss her - right then and there. So that's just what he did. Without one word, he wrapped his tail and his arms around her and pulled her to him.

Catching her by surprise with parted lips, he brought his crashing down upon hers. His tongue found hers and he twirled it around with as much easy precision as his own tail, which was busying itself stroking up and down her rear. She tasted so incredibly good and sweet to him. He bit down on her bottom lip and was sure this is where she would move to stop him. Instead, she had closed her eyes and let a small moan escape her throat. Her hands snaked their way up from his chest past his neck until they found their way into his hair.

His tongue found hers again and now both their tongues were in it together. She wrapped a leg around his hip and he finally got to caress and squeeze the thighs he had dreamed about for so long. Her brown sugar skin was soft and supple, but the muscle underneath reflected the warrior that she truly was. It wasn't long before he couldn't take it anymore. He decided to press his luck by moaning her name into her mouth. She purred back to him; "my room now." Before she could blink again, there they were.

If he ever feared that she wouldn't live up to his fantasy, the feeling quickly disappeared. Like everything else Ororo considered worth doing, she was very passionate and skilled at it. He was happy to be able to say that he brought her to release three times before he reached his own. It had been a sunny day outside. Once they got to her room, it suddenly started pouring rain, soon followed by thunder and lighting.

It had been feverish; few words had been spoken between moans of pleasure. These were all frantic whispers spilling from his lips in German. Kurt was unable to hold back any longer the words that were in his heart.

"Ich liebe dich." (I love you)

"Ich lasse dich nie allein." (I will never leave you)

"Keine liebt dich so wie ich." (None loves you like I do.)

It wasn't until they both finally collapsed on her bed that Ororo said any actual words. "Wow... Kurt that was...wow. But Kurt, does this… I mean? I don't even know what it is I'm trying to say."

He got off his back and turned on his side to face her. He then started to twirl a piece of her hair between his fingers. "I think I know what you're getting at my frau. This did kind of come out of nowhere for you I suppose, but for me it has been long overdue. Ororo, I love you. You are by far one of the kindest, wisest, strongest women I have ever know. Your beauty takes my breath away on a daily basis. I know I run the risk of scaring you off by telling you this all at once, but I couldn't wait one more day. I leave it up to you to decide what this was between us today." He took her hands in his and kissed them. "This has been more then I ever thought possible. I find I am greedy, so of course I would like more, so much more."

Her eyes were as wide as saucers. He felt that it could go either way. She cleared her throat and began to speak. "Well Kurt, if I'm being honest, I'm not sure what this is between us, but I would like to find out. Perhaps if you are willing to wait? We could find out in earnest when I get back from Africa."

It was not exactly what he had wanted to hear, but it was more then he ever really hoped for. "Ja, I've waited this long for you liebe. What are few more days?" This made her happy enough to pull him into a kiss and that lead to them ravishing each other a few more times. Finally she kicked him out so she could start to pack. He wanted to stay and help her, but Kurt knew he would never be able to keep his hands off of her now.

He teleported to his room knowing he should shower before dinner, but her scent still clung to him and he didn't want to wash it away just yet.

Suddenly there was a knock on his door. "Coming" he called out. He opened the door to find Logan on the other side of it.

"Hey buddy, I was gonna ask you if I could borrow..."

Verdammt, Kurt thought, he is sniffing the air.

"Kurt, why do you have Ro's scent all over you? …and I'm not just talking about her perfume." Logan asked with a face that said he already knew the answer.

What could he say? The only thing he would be ashamed of was if he were to lie. Kurt looked his good friend right in he eyes. Then he said a silent prayer that this conversation wouldn't end with them swinging at each other. "My freund, it is not really my place to tell Ororo's business, but if you are asking I won't lie."

For a second Kurt watched his friend get angry and clench his fist. It passed by as quickly as it came, then Logan was patting Kurt on the back. "Well good on ya elf, who knew you had it in you? Just take good care of her. Girl's got a line around the block. Since you found your stones someone else is bound to find theirs too."

Kurt put a hand over his heart. "Of that I can promise my friend. I will take very good care of her heart. As far as others go, they are surely welcome to try, but I didn't wait this long to let her go… ever."

The month Ororo was gone with Logan had been torture for him. His body ached for hers in a way that just did not seem fair. It was one thing to continue to go without when it had already been a long time, but a whole other to have two mind-blowing passion filled days only to be forced to stop cold turkey. He wondered more then once if she was finding it as difficulty as he.

Even more than that was how much he missed her presence. Every day he would come down for breakfast and find himself slightly disappointed all over again not to see her smile greet him as he walked in. He missed watching her do yoga in the mornings underneath the magnolia tree before he did his morning prayer. There was something wonderful about seeing her so calm and relaxed before the rest of the world intruded upon her. A couple of times he thought about asking to join her, but then decided better of it. He understood her need for private peace before starting the rest of the day. It was why he got up so early to pray.

He missed their late night talks. They had always had them since he first moved in. He had the room below hers; the walls were thin and the floors were old. One always knew when the other was still up. At first he believed that it was just him who had been restless - new place, new people, still coming to terms with himself. After a while he realized that sometimes she wandered the grounds long before he did. She had been such a great comfort to him, especially at the very beginning. He was glad to do the same for her. The only one who ever patrolled more than them was Logan. There wasn't a set time or date for these talks, they just seemed to happen organically, whenever one of them needed it. Sometimes there would be no talking. They would just walk or sit silently with each other. If one was in an especially foul mood, the other would keep their distance and just stay in eyesight.

During Ororo's absences Kurt had taken on the duties of her garden and green house, which Remy more then happily relinquished. He told Kurt "Remy don't like being responsible for her babies, and I'm always nervous that all her plants are going die on my watch." The first time Kurt was alone in her green house he realized why she always smelled so good. Her scent was a perfect mix of every flower she grew. He found it helped him to be in a place that was so her. Remy had joked if he was spending all his free time in her attic, but of course, he would never intrude on her space without her permission.

They had emailed each other everyday and talked on the phone once in a while. When she came back they quickly found out that what was between them was amazing. Not just in the bedroom, as great as that part of their relationship was. They found their romantic relationship was much the same as their friendship, only just more so. They did all the same things they had done before, plus a few new things.

He had gotten her into old movies before, but now they were together, they watched them more often. She had actually helped him grow something that didn't die in the first month. They also trained together. They still had their late night restless chats, only now they didn't need to seek each other out because they were always in each other's beds. They tried to have at least one meal together each day unless something really crazy was going on. Their friends found that, for two people who could be at times very introverted, their relationship had drawn out both their lighter adventurous sides. They often went dancing, tried a new restaurant or took a weekend trip. Mostly they gave each other great comfort, understanding, respect and true happiness.

No one comes without baggage, and they were no acceptation. Her mood could swing quickly, to say the least. Whenever people found her cold or impassive they were probably most likely being saved from the tidal wave of emotions that was brewing under her surface. Kurt had insisted that she hold no such facade for him. At first she was leery to completely let it down all the time. Eventually he convinced her that he understood that being connected to the earth meant the emotions she felt weren't always her own. He often told her he would take whatever she dished out. Though it wasn't easy, she always made an attempt not to direct it right at him. Sometimes she needed to scream, cry, be held or, if it was really bad, go off on her own. He liked that one the least, but he would always be waiting for her when she got back. She had said once that whenever she really wanted to go off the deep end, she could still feel this tiny thin string pulling her back and it always lead right to him.

Now that they were together, he found he actual got a kick out of it when other men stared. His insecurities were fewer and far between. He knew everyone felt these things at some point all through life. He was never whiney or treated anyone poorly because of it. Ororo never seemed to mind stroking his ego every now and then with that adoring way she looked at him. The things she would say about him even to others, the way they made each other feel every time they touched. She had once remarked to Anna during training "Please, Flynn would have a complex if he ever saw my beloved in action." His love was certainly no damsel in distress, but she truly made him feel like the dashing swashbuckling pirate he enjoyed watching so much in the old movies.

Does he remember her going to Africa? How could he forget the very thing that lead to all these months of happiness?

"Kurt! " Ororo shouted.

"Uh?" His lady, who looked just a tad ticked at the moment, pulled Kurt out of his trip down memory lane.

"Are you ok beloved? You seemed pretty lost in thought. I was talking for a while there before I noticed you weren't here, so to speak."

"My apologies liebling, when you mentioned Africa I couldn't help but think about us getting together and everything up till this point."

"I can't believe how little time has really gone by. Somehow it feels like we have been together much longer."

"In a good way I hope?"

"Oh yes love, in a very good way indeed."

"Gut, but please start telling me your dream again from the beginning"

"Well like was saying, I left to Africa with Logan, but you never came to me in my greenhouse or confessed your love for me. While in Africa T'Challa showed up and said he wanted to talk, to spend time together. Then before I knew it we were engaged, like almost the same day."

"What?"

"I have barely spoken to the man since I was 16". He just shows up and asks me to marry him. Why would I say yes just like that? I gave up on begin a X-man, said goodbye to my friends, my life. Everyone seemed very excited for me. No one said anything at all about how fast it was happening."

"No one at all?"

"No, it was strange," she mumbled. "Not even Remy And I turned into like a Stepford wife. The day of the wedding he tells me the union has to be approved by his panther god. I asked him if he would marry me no matter what. He never answered and I let it slide!" Putting a hand to her chest, Ororo continued "Now I ask you, is that something I would let go unchecked?"

He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. "Nein, I could never see you tolerating that."

"After the wedding there were some good times, but he was constantly wanting me to sit out in the sidelines. Even when I was saving his sorry ass. At one point he left me so he could do… I don't know exactly what - in Hells Kitchen. Everyone kept asking me if I was ok with it and I kept saying I was, but I don't know."

It pained Kurt to see the frustration on her face. Ororo was a very proud woman and if she ever did marry Kurt, he was sure she would only ever want to see herself as her husband's partner. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. She began to inhale and exhale, taking deep slow breathes. "Are going to be alright liebling? I could pop downstairs and get you some warm milk."

"No thank love, I'm sure I will be fine. It was just really upsetting to see myself doing and saying things that didn't feel like me. When I finally did speak up, he told me he annulled our marriage without even talking to me about it."

"Oh liebe, even for a dream that must have hurt. I'm sorry."

"I haven't really spent time with Ta Challa in a long while. I couldn't ever imagine him being so cruel, arrogant, and pig headed. The things he said and did, I just can't wrap my head around it. Or me, I actual cried when he ended the marriage. I was so pathetic! To cry for something, someone that had been so bad."

"Love can be found even in a bad marriage. It doesn't mean two people should be together."

"I agree whole-heartedly, it was like the only reason we were together was because we had loved each other once, a long time ago. Well, I'm so glad that's over with and so grateful to be awake lying here in your arms."

He gave her a big squeeze. "I feel like there is something else schatz."

"Well, two more things actually. It all felt like some awful home movie I was forced to watch but could do nothing to stop. The worst was the look on your face as I was walking down the aisle, knowing the way we feel about each other, all the things you said to me before I left for Africa. Thinking of you having to watch me be with someone else was terrible."

He cupped her face in his hands; the thought was too much for him to dwell on. "What was the other thing?"

"Part of the reason I think I said yes in the dream... there was talk of children."

His tail began to twitch. "Oh, is that so?"

"Yes and well..." She was beginning to bite her bottom lip so hard Kurt was worried she might make it bleed. "Uh goddess, help me beloved, I am tired of wasting time. I want to be a mother and I would be very honored if you would be willing to be my child's father."

Kurt's heart rose up from his chest and made itself comfortable in his throat. Honored? She would be honored to carry my child he thought. As if he needed any more proof of the Lord's love. Here was the woman of his dreams, willing to sacrifice her body and energy to create a life with him. Of course she should be a mother. To him she was perfection personified. Her DNA should be stored for future generations to study. Plus, any child would be blessed to grow up with her love and patience. He could probably argue on his own genes or partnering skills, but next to being with her, having children was his biggest dream. Above all, he had never been able to deny her anything. He surely wasn't going to start now. Maybe he could also get something extra out of this he told himself.

"What about religion?" He asked her.

"Well of course I know how much your faith means to you and I want you to be able to share that with your child." "I thought we would raise them with both and let them decide when they're older."

"Oh it's them is it? So you're not asking for a child liebling, you're asking to have children!" He nuzzled the words into her neck as his tail tickled her rib cage.

She squirmed in his arms and giggled out loud. "Yes, more then one would be nice someday!"

He stopped tickling her and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. "Schatz, I think more then one would be nice someday too. But when I mentioned religion, I was really referring to getting married."

To this she rolled her eyes and shoved a pillow in her face.

"Now now, liebe-" He tried in vain to pull the pillow away from her face.

"Uh, Kurt!" She groaned.

"I know you never have been big on the whole ceremony and such. To be sure, tonight's dream did not help any. But my frau, it would really mean the world to me. Besides, are we not already married in every way that counts?"

She pulled her head out of the pillow; "You know it's not you right? I would gladly commit my life to yours, it's all the rest of it I can't stand."

"So, is that a yes?" He asked, letting a huge smile spread across his face.

She rolled her eyes at him then took a few seconds before asking "Surely you're going to ask me better then that?"

"But of course my frau, right as always." Kurt teleported back to his room, which was really just a glorified storage room at this point. Kurt went to his desk and pulled out a pretty blue box. He had brought the sapphire ring months ago when walking by a window at Tiffany's. The ring was the prefect shade to match her eyes. It had been on sale and was too good a deal to pass up. He had hoped in time he could get his love to come around on the idea of marriage.

When he teleported back to her room with box in hand, her mouth fell open. "Oh love, I only meant for you to ask formally. I never thought you had already… "

"Good to know I'm still full of surprises." He winked at her as he dropped on one knee. "Ororo, you have been my friend far longer then you have been my lover, but I wish to keep you as both for the rest of our days. Would you please do me the honor of also becoming my wife, partner in all things and mother of what I hope will be many children?"

Ororo was smiling so hard her dimples where showing. "Kurt, I never grew up dreaming about getting married. All I ever wanted was to feel loved and respected by someone who was honest and kind. You are even better then my dreams because you're those things and more. You are a passionate person who stirs my own passion greatly. You make me smile and laugh everyday. You always put me first and yes, I will marry you. With one make-or-break condition."

He was not amused at her toying with him at this very moment, but decide to go with it. "Ok, liebling what?"

"That although we'll be married by the time the child is born, we don't wait till we're married to make it." She stuck her left hand out for him to slide on the ring. He did so quickly and began kissing from the tips of her fingers all the way up to her neck. They fell back on the bed together and began working on their family.

Later as she lay asleep peacefully in his arms, Kurt found he could not stop himself from smiling so he too could also fall asleep. He couldn't believe how completely happy he was. From were he came from to now… He had friends, a cause to fight for, the love of a great woman, and now hopefully soon, a child. All this because he had finally gotten over himself and his fears. His thoughts where interrupted when Ororo started to mumble again.

"Ich bete dich an." (I adore you.)

"Ich liebe dich." (I love you.)

"Ohne dich kann." (I can't live without you.)

This time they were loving words in his native langue. She had expressed an interest in wanting to learn it last month, very quickly becoming his favorite and most dedicated student. She snuggled closer into his chest. He couldn't imagine anything better.

Suddenly something started to change in the room around them. The walls and the ceiling above them began fading. They were literally disappearing before his eyes, revealing nothing but empty blackness. The blackness continued to creep its way through the room like a mist, eating everything around the room as it slowly made its way towards the bed. He tried to teleport with Ororo, but nothing was happing. "Liebe Wake up, we need to fly out of here!" He shook her, but she did not budge. "Ororo wake up please!" He kept screaming, pleading with her to get up. Still nothing he did worked. His heart felt like it was going to pound out his chest. All the while, more and more around them faded away until the worst started to happen and she began to fade away as well.

"Nein, dear lord what is happening!" He could feel her getting lighter and lighter in his arms, her body fading away from him. By the time she was almost completely gone, his voice was so horse from screaming he could only whisper. "Please schatz, don't go, do not leave me here without you." Nothing changed. Eventually she was completely gone and he was left alone.

What happened? He asked himself. He had everything right in front of him and now it was gone. Come on Kurt you need to calm down. Find a way out of here then you find... He couldn't finish that thought because new thoughts crept into his mind. Or rather, truths he did not want to remember. The truth was Ororo was never there in bed with him this night or any other night because he had never told her how he felt… before she went back to Africa or after. That he had stood by slowing tearing his heart into pieces as he watched her marry another man, who was in fact the Black Panther. The last realization struck him so hard he could feel his legs give a little underneath him. He had died never telling her how he felt about her or how much she meant to him. He may have died trying to save Hope, but to him he still died a coward. Before he had a moment to think about where he was and what this all meant, he heard a familiar and unwelcome voice.

"Such a shame, it really was a lovely dream. "Do you think the baby would have had her lovely eyes?"

"Mephisto!"

"Maybe I could help you with that?"

End of chapter one…

Well I hope you enjoyed and will read the next chapter when it comes out. It really shouldn't be too long. I always try to have one chapter am writing and one chapter am editing. So now that I've posted this I will be editing chapter two. Chapter two is titled "Let's make a deal"

Kurt to English

Liebling / Sweetheart or darling

Liebe / Love

Schatz / Treasure

Verdammt / Damn

Mein Gott / My God

Meine Freund / My friend (male)

Frau / Lady

Ja / Yes

Nein / No

Gut / Good