Disclamer: I know I didn't say it in the first chapter, but I sadly don't own the X-men Evolution series or the characters. The plot is mine though.

Chapter 2: Happy For Now

Kurt grinned happily when he saw Kitty wave back. For the longest time, ever since he had first met her, he'd had a crush on her. When she made it clear that she wasn't interested, he'd settled for the warm and strong friendship they'd created. He'd gone out with other girls, Tabitha and Amanda, but he never felt the way he did around Kitty. Never could they awake such happiness and warmth inside of him like she did. Things were never awkward between him and Kitty the way it was with other girls, he didn't have to wonder whether or not something was wrong, what she liked or disliked, he already knew. They'd told each other almost everything, and the things they didn't tell, they picked up anyway. It helped of course that Kurt took a great pride in memorizing little things that Kitty liked, or things she did in different states of mind. Kitty didn't know this, but the reason why Kurt always knew she was upset when she tried to act casual, was because he'd spent years memorizing her expressions and subtle getaway clues in her behaviour that always told him when something wasn't right.

Kitty to Kurt was…Like a drug, he know it wasn't good, that she'd never see him as more than a friend, but he just couldn't stop watching her, loving her, care for her; heck, he needed her in his life. One time he'd decided to give up on her, and spent a whole school week trying to avoid her as much as possible. It had been hell. Every waking moment he had wondered about her, from the dawn of day (will she get up in time without me bugging her?) to breakfast (Does she get enough to eat when I'm not there to pester her to?), at lunch (I hope she finds a seat, I always saves her one), in class and between them ( Please don't let her forget about or homework/ Don't partner me up with her/ Remember we have a test next week Katz/ Lance better not try to get her in trouble!) and at dinner (Please don't talk to me!).

Training was easy in that that he could keep up the acquired front of being a good team mate only. It was demanded that you kept a civil and friendly tone towards your team mates during practise, plus communication was necessary during it. Come Friday and Kurt had been completely wiped out. Not only had he been exhausted of forcing himself to stay away from her, but it seemed she'd doubled her effort in trying to get to him. She'd sought him out during breaks and lunches, intended to start conversation with him. Every time, he'd made up some baboonery about having to be somewhere or do something. And every time, he saw the hurt look in her eyes, he just wanted to take her in his arms and hold her tightly, kiss away the pain and make her smile again.

Then, on Friday night, after dinner and before the traditional movie night, there was a small, hesitant knock on his door. Kurt had been laying on his bed, staring up in the ceiling, wondering what Kitty was doing. Not really feeling up for company, but at the same time dying for a distraction from the girl that always haunted his mind, who he could never have, and whom he'd swore to avoid. The latter reason had won.

"Come in! It's open" he'd shouted at the door. In fazed the last and first person he'd wanted to see. Kitty looked down on her shoes after locating him, looking guilty or apologetic. Her voice was thin and shaky as she spoke, as if she'd just cried or was about to.

"I'm- I'm sorry Kurt. I- I really am, whatever I, like, did, I'm so, so totally sorry." Her sentence dragged out to a loud, pathetic sniff. Kurt had confused looked over at her where she stood, scrounged up like she expected him to hit her. Seeing her so distraught, it almost made him want to cry as well, he had no idea what she was talking about.

"Vhat do you mean Katzchen? I'm not mad at you, liebling" he shushed gently. Worriedly, he watched as Kitty's shoulders started to heave up and down. He left his bed to paddle closer to her, her posture even more scrounged over, her chin pressed into her chest and her arms hugging herself. There came a strangled sound over her lips, as from a wounded animal.

"Why else w-w- would you like, ignore me, and- and avoid me this whole week? I- I-I like don't *sniff* know what *sniff* I like did, but *sniff, sniff, gasp* but I'm like, soo sorryyyEEEE!" Her sentence ended in a long, tearful wail as her resolve not to cry crumpled and all floodgates opened. Kurt stood shocked as Kitty cried, sniffled, choked, gasped, swallowed and blabbed incomprehensible for a few minutes. He couldn't understand that she'd actually had missed him, the blue, irritating elf that woke her up by tickling her early in the morning, and who bugged her during the day. His heart soared at this, but quickly dropped soon after when he remembered that he'd made her cry. Without wasting another second, he fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her, rocking her slightly while stroking her hair.

"Shh… Mien schatz, don't cry…It's alright, it vasn't your fault…Shh, don't cry, it vas mein fault, I just- vell I had a rough veek, JA? It vasn't anyzing you did, I promise." Kitty slowly stopped crying, though it took awhile for her to calm down fully. She dried her eyes before looking up in his (at the time) yellow eyes with no pupil. Sniffling a little bit, she managed to perform a small smile for him. She then proceeded to give him a hard, tight hug in thanks.

"You really mean that Fuzzy?" she'd whispered in his neck, unknowingly blown her hot breath over his very sensitive ear, which made him shudder against her, before purring lightly.

"Ja liebe, I just had a tough veek, I should have told you zough" Kitty chuckled weekly in his ear.

"Yeah, you should have. We're best friends, right? Like, forever and ever, okay?" Kurt had felt a little sting at those words, but just tightened his grip around her before answering.

"Ja, natürlich liebling, alvays and forever" he answered, pressing his nose into her hair.

"Wanna, like, go catch that movie with the others?"

"Of course liebe, lead ze vay."

After that, their friendship had really flourished; they were always together in their free time. They supported each other through the rough times they had, played pranks on the other residents, teased Jean and Scott about their emotions for each other, trained together, eat together; they laughed, cried, told each other secrets and always helped each other out. Kurts' thoughts came to an abrupt end as his Katzchen reached him. Her smile was big and bright, laughter shone in her eyes; she seemed genuinely happy. Kurt flashed one of his own mega grins in return, just happy that she was. He'd never thought that Kitty would ever break up for good with Lance, but he still loved her from afar, and hoped against hope that she'd one see him as something else but a friend. This week had been one of the best of his life, they'd spent more time together now that both were single, and he loved every second of it.

As they went towards the cafeteria, Kitty talked about what she wanted to during the weekend, while Kurt just hummed along with her. In his mind, he went over the times the two of them had been watching movies together, whether it was with the rest of the students or not. How she would press up against him… or sit in his lap, all the while idly stroking something against his fur. Be it fingers down his arms or on the back of his neck, arms against his, or leg against leg; it all sent pleasant tingles down his spine and a tingling feeling in his stomach. Worst it was, he decided, whenever she was shifting in his lap for a comfortable position in the rec room during movies, or when she (God Almighty) got a hold of his tail and started playing with it. Only the thought of it sent shivers through his body, and he had to direct his thoughts to more disturbing images as he felt "certain parts of his anatomy" take interest.