Hey! Kchuu and Sketchy here again. Here's the second chapter :] In which Kurt is gay and Todd seems really gay. Rated M for language, nothing too mature in this chapter. Thanks for reading!! And a shoutout to Jessica499499, we really love your fics, and are glad you like ours!! Thanks for reviewing :]
x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x
Two sets of eyes peeked in through a narrow outdoor window. Kurt clung to the wall, about 50 feet off the ground, and the younger boy crouched on his shoulders, webbed fingers grabbing on to the windowsill. He was surprisingly light... Well, maybe not surprisingly, most of his meals seemed to consist of bugs...
"So, how are ve going to pull zis off? She's already given the poor slimey doods to the kids! This is no longer a 'port in, 'port out operation!"
"Jus' let me be the distraction, yo, an' when everyones busy you just port in and get those frogs." Todd crept off of Kurt's back onto the wall. He could stick to areas like this for a little while, but not in the same way Kurt could. If Todd tried to stick to this wall for more than a few minutes, he would lose his grip and fall to the ground below. Not wasting the little time he had, he crawled to the area opposite of Kurt. If someone from the ground had looked up then, it would look like Todd was hanging onto the window sill instead of sticking to the wall in general.
"Okay Fuzzy, you better port to the hall outside the classroom, as soon as their attention is on me, 'port around and snatch those frogs like crazy. The most time I can get you is two minutes."
"Got it." Kurt shot him a grin. "Break a leg, ja?" With that, he was gone in a flash of purple smoke. He reappeared in the hallway seconds later, the familiar scent of brimstone in his nostrils. He crept over to the small window in the door, readying himself. All over the room, the kids, mostly delinquents and truants, poised their scalpels over the bloated bodies of the chemical-soaked amphibians. They were gonna have to do this fast!
Todd took a huge breath, then shouted at the top of his lungs,
"Help! Dear God why did I do this?!"
He could hear the room through the window go deadly silent, then a large number of thuds that signaled the class gathering outside the window, the window opened and the teacher stuck out here head, a shocked expression on her face.
"Mr. Tolensky?! What are you doing?!" Todd did his best to looked scared and answered
"I snuck out here after you brought the frogs out, I just built up the nerve to climb down but theres no footholds yo! I'm gonna fall!" Todd faked a half-slip, like he was loosing his grip, and gave a false shriek. He seriously hoped Kurt could do his part quick and while he was screamin' his lungs out, otherwise people would notice the quiet 'bamf's.'
Kurt quickly ported to the back of the room. Unghh. His stomach churned. He knew that he was using his powers too much in such a short time, but he wasn't prepared for the wave of nausea that overtook him. It must be 'porting with two people... If I try it again, I might faint!!
Kurt looked around frantically. All the other kids were by the windows, looking at the hapless teen screaming his lungs out. Fuzzy fingers quickly grabbed two frogs from the area around him. Kurt quickly ran around, sweeping slimy bodies off of tables... now only one was left. As he passed the last table, the teacher's desk, grabbing at the last unfortunate victim, his foot slid on a spill on the tile floor. Grabbing desperately to right himself, arms already full, he whipped out his tail to grab the last frog. As he did so, a beaker crashed to the ground. Kurt froze as the students turned at the noise.
Mein Gott!! mein tail is out mein tail is outtttt!!
Todd had heard the beaker crash, he knew that as soon as the teacher turned around it was all over, if a student hadn't already. He could think of only one thing to do. He needed to help those frogs, help Kurt, and the only option he had was to be drastic.
"Aaah!" He let go of the edge, kicking off the wall at the same time, and let himself fall.
In a way it was lucky he was used to being tossed into trash cans and bushes by Duncan and the other jocks, because it had taught Todd how to fall without seriously hurting himself. Granted, he had never fallen from the second floor of a building before, but similar principles were involved. The only thought he could sort out was that Fuzzy needed to get out of that room before the shock of seeing him fall wore off the people by the window.
Kurt's ears pricked at the sound of Todd's yell. He felt more than heard his accomplice fall, and he knew there was only one option. He made sure he was holding the frogs securely, and with all the strength he could muster, 'ported. In midair, he appeared over Todd. In another second, they were gone. The moment the boy had dropped, chaos broke out in the room. The teacher ran to dial 911, and most of the students were making a beeline into the hallway. They wanted to be the first to see whether the stinky kid had splattered on the ground like the bugs he was so often seen munching on. But when they got to the lawn out front, there was no body to be found in the grass. A couple miles to the west, in the woods near the Xavier Institute, however, there were two.
Todd gasped for air, one second there had been the sky, then Kurt had come out of nowhere just as the teacher turned around, then there was a dense canopy of leaves and the sensation of a body on top of him. Kurt thrashed around for a moment, as if in pain, his eyes darted to and fro, and he was panting heavily. Todd tried to ignore the sharp pain in his left shoulder as he tried to prop Kurt and himself up into a sitting position.
"Fuzzy?! Are you okay dawg?!" In the back of his mind he noticed that Kurt had dropped all of the frogs onto the grass, but for some reason that was less important right now.
Kurt sagged against the body in front of him. He struggled to keep from blacking out. Although, with his face in this warm shoulder, maybe letting his mind go blank for a while was't so bad.... His eyes rolled back into his head.
"F-Fuzzy? Wagner? KURT?!" Todd's voice was almost pleading for the other boy to wake up. He took a quick look around, trying to get his bearings and not panic. Okay, he knew this area, it was pretty close to Baldy's school thing. He had five dead frogs and one possibly dying fuzzball to worry about. Priorities came first. He flipped Kurt off of him and onto the grass, slightly suprised at how light he was. He tried to remember everything they had taught in health class, or everything he hadn't slept through. He gave Kurt a quick look over, he was breathing, that was good. He also didn't seem to have any actual injuries, but wait, that blasted holo-watch was still on. Todd practically ripped the clunky object off of Kurt's wrist, and the pale human disguise faded away to show the furry blue person that Kurt was.
Todd hesitated, WAS Kurt breathing? What if that damn watch faked the chest movement from earlier? He leaned down to Kurt's face, trying to feel or hear breathing. He couldn't hear anything.
"Damn it! How did that CPR crap go?" Todd grabbed Kurt's chin, tilting the boys head up slightly. He wished he could mentally prepare himself for this, but he needed to get Fuzzy breathing while he still remembered how to hold the head so airflow would work. He leaned down and put his lips over Kurt's, a small part of his brain registering that the blue boys lips were very soft, while the majority of said brain was trying to watch Kurt's chest for the rise and fall that signaled a correct 'breath'.
Kurt's mind was, well, fuzzy. The first things he registered were a sick feeling in his gut... And a pulsing warmth on his mouth. His eyelids fluttered open, his long blue eyelashes parting to show... TODD?! KISSING HIS MOUTH?! His mind jolted back to earth all at once. His chest spasmed with quick air intake, and he yanked himself up into a sitting position, his hands on the frog-boy's shoulders. The quick movement made him swoon momentarily, and then he slowly found the strength in his arms to push... Pulling their lips apart.
"Oh thank God." Todd gulped out, "I thought you went and killed yo'self Fuzzy."
Kurt looked at him, stunned. His lips still throbbed with the recent contact, and he was pretty sure his face was crimson under the fur.
"V-vhy... I......" The memories came back in a jumbled rush.
"I... Oh. It sometimes... just takes a while to recover after I 'port a lot... that's all..." He averted his eyes, turning his torso away from the boy slightly.
Todd's brow furrowed at that.
"So..You're tellin' me that you didn't need..." Todd suddenly jerked away from Kurt, face red and eyes wide. "B-but yo' weren't breathin! You can't just temporarily stop breathin yo!"
"V-vell... I... I don't know..." Kurt looked around for a distraction. "Oh! the frogs!" He began picking up the floppy, thawed bodies scattered about in the grass.
It finally hit Todd that he had barely given the poor dead amphibians a glance after Kurt had 'ported them here. He looked guiltily towards the two closest to him, then picked them up gently. He could feel them still damp with chemicals, and he tried to hold them as tenderly as possible. These creatures had been through enough, they didn't need their corpses manhandled. As he reached for a third frog his hand met with another one, though this one had three blue fingers. Todd pulled away quickly, face becoming a deeper shade of red. He tried to appear fascinated by a nearby bush.
"S-so Fuzzball, is there anywhere near here we can bury these guys?"
Kurt felt a tingle run up his arm from where the other boy had touched his hand. Sure, he was still woozy.... But that kind of feeling couldn't be normal....
"Ach.... Vell.... zere's a stream over here... how about ve bury them by the river side?" He stood, pointing in the direction of the stream. But this movement was too fast, and his knees buckled.
Not even thinking about it, Todd reached out with his free arm to catch Kurt as he fell, the result was Todd having his arm tightly wound around Kurt's waist to support him. Suddenly realizing what he was doing, Todd looked away, faking a cough. He could feel his face being practically on fire, and he couldn't help but notice how well his arm fit around Kurt's slim waist.
"S-stream huh? Th-that sounds good yo', just don't fall on the way there."
The amount of comfort Kurt felt with Todd's arm around his waist was uncanny. No one touched him like that, not even his friends... Even Kitty flinched when she brushed the fur on his arm. But with Todd, the instinct to catch him seemed so... natural. He let himself relax for a moment, and then his head cleared. He abruptly stood to his full height, gave a half-embarrassed, half-shocked look at Todd, and started off towards the stream. He was too flustered to say anything. Showing such weakness... To his nemesis, of all people!!
Todd stared at the ground intently, slowly following Kurt towards the stream. The grass around here was a bright, natural green, and the water was clear, sparkling in the sunlight. This would be a great place to put the frogs to rest. Heck, Todd thought HE might like to be buried here, that is, if anyone decided to go to the trouble of digging him a hole... He snuck a look at Kurt, fate had decided that it wanted to make Todd look as gay as physically possible today, first with the CPR thing, then the 'arm round waist' bit, he could only guess what next. Todd looked back at the stream again.
Sure he wasn't the straightest guy around, in fact he had admitted to himself months ago that there was a big possibility he was bisexual, but that didn't mean he had designs on FUZZY of all people. Sure Kurt was nice enough, and Todd actually thought the fur looked attractive on the X-man--which he would never admit to thinking... But Kurt also hated his guts, and had made that fact very clear. Todd frowned, deep in thought now. Didn't Fuzzy like that Pryde girl? The one that Lance was constantly breaking up and getting back together with?
Kurt knelt, and set the frogs gently in a pile. He started digging a hole in silence. His thoughts were loud enough without any other noise, and if he opened his mouth, who knew what would tumble out... He had known, since he was very young, that he didn't feel the same way as other people. While the 'normal' boys would chase girls around, Kurt found himself wanting to be chased. He liked girls, and he liked being friends with them, but... What was he saying. A fuzzy blue demon who was queer?! Just add another line to the abnormal column... Thick clods of mud slipped through his fingers as he worked furiously, deepening the hole.
Kurt's move towards the ground snapped Todd out of his thoughts. Oh right, frog graves. He knelt down about a foot away from Kurt, and started digging his own holes for the frogs. He gave a hiss at the painful sensation of his hand meeting a solid object. He turned his hand 'round to inspect it.
"Damn yo, that was fast." The palm of his hand was cracked and bleeding, the area that wasn't like that was unbearably dry. Todd's skin had always worked a bit differently, touching rubbing alcohol or any substance that could dry out a normal complexion would damage his own like crazy. The tiny amount of formaldehyde that had been on the frogs he'd picked up a second ago had almost instantly parched any skin it had had come in contact with. Now the grand total for the day was a shot shoulder muscle, bleeding hands, and looking extremely queer. Super, just super.
Kurt was brought out of his thoughts by Todd's hiss of pain. Turning around, he found himself nearly face-to-face with the injured teen. Kurt instinctively reached up a hand to Todd's.
"Ach, that looks bad... You probably got some chemicals on it or something..." Without thinking, he stooped his head and pressed his mouth to the cut. He licked his slightly rough, cat-like tongue over the wound, cleaning it as he always did his own.
Todd's voice gave a squeak.
"W-what the hell are yah doin'?" Todd's cracked hands were soaking up the moisture Kurt was giving them like crazy, and the pain was ebbing away. That did not however, change the fact that KURT WAS LICKING HIM. The bad part about that wasn't that Todd didn't like it, on the contrary, he liked this feeling way too much, and it was scaring him how much he wanted that rough tongue to move past his hands and nurse the old scars hidden under his wrist cuffs.
Kurt jerked his head back.
"Ach!! Mein Gott! S-sorry, I just reacted... It looked painful, and I thought...." he quickly turned away. "J-just leave the digging to me, okay?" he quickly made the hole deep enough, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible... This feeling of comfort... of, cameraderie, almost... was too weird. He had to get out of there, before these confusing feelings got any stronger.
"O-okay fuzzball." The normal amount of taunting that came with the nick-names wasn't present this time. Todd felt embarresed and oddly needy for more of that soft touching Kurt had been doing on him. Was he feeling attracted to Fuzzy? No, no way, this was his RIVAL for Christs sake, he couldn't have romantic feelings for him! Could he? Todd's mind wandered yet again. Thinking this time about what was supposed to have been CPR, but it hadn't been that since Kurt had apparently been breathing. His brain suddenly brought up something he didn't want to consider, but since his brain could care less about what he wanted, the thought became words directed towards Fuzzy. "Hey, um, Kurt? If what I did back there wasn't CPR then....Was it, yah know, kinda like a...a kiss?"
It took a moment for Kurt to register what was just said. Like a kiss.... More like his FIRST kiss! Kurt's blood ran cold.
Mein first kiss.... vith a dood?! ........Someone.... Kissed me.... Kurt pushed the thoughts away, picking up a frog and laying it in the hole.
"Vell... It VAS an accident, vasn't it? If you didn't mean it.... It vasn't really a kiss, right?"
Todd cursed his stupid brain for making him ask that, but it was all okay, as long as he stayed cool and his brain didn't make him say something stupid aga--
"Haha, guess so yo. Good thing too, woulda been my first kiss." Damnit.
"Haha, really? Mein, too!" Verdammt!! How could he let something like that slip!? Quick, another distraction, anything!
"Uh... do you vant to say a few words or something before I cover zem up?" He straightened into a standing position by the now frog-filled hole.
Todd's brain finally consented to his control at the mention of the frogs.
"Yeah yo, I'd like tah say sumtin'" Todd got to his feet and attempted to have good posture for a moment, standing up straight, his feet turned neither in nor out. He cleared his throat and began what he considered a rather lame speech.
"I know you guys weren't sentient or whateveh' but I think you should know sum things." Todd turned his head towards the ground, voice loud and clear despite the almost prayer-like posture.
"All of yo never got what you deserved, yah were probably born in a tank somewhere and got shipped to some school as soon as you lost yer tails. It wasn't fair that you never got a chance to live, to see the kind of place you were supposed to be in." He raised his head, looking out at the stream, "But now you're where yer supposed to be yo. The grass, the water, heck, I bet there are sum real tastey flies around here! This is your place now, an' even if yah can't see it, I'll tell yah right now that it's beautiful, an' it's happy you came home." Todd's smile suddenly faltered as he remembered that Kurt was right over there, watching him and hearing every weirdo word he said. He turned slightly away from the X-man and said, "That's all I got yo."
Kurt clapped a few times, softly. Who knew the frog-boy could be so eloquent?
"Gut... Gut. I'm sure their souls can be at rest now." He bent down, and smoothed some earth over the hole. He stood again, and started to say something, when voices sounded in the woods behind him. "Kuuurt!! Like, where are you?!" .... "Kurt, are you okay?" ... "I can smell you, elf. Thought you could skip your trainin' session today? Well you got another thing comin, bub!" Kurt's eyes widened with shock. "Y-you'd better leave now, Todd. The other X-men wouldn't be happy to find you here! I... uh... I'll see you around, I guess...." With that, he turned, and leapt off into the woods in the direction of the voices.