KURT'S POV
Danger room. As if prophetic, Kurt knew he would end up in this dreaded environment on the first snow day of the year. Congratulations to Scott and Jean. They managed to moral them all into the Danger room spirit. All but Kurt…
The simulation today was another Magneto ambush. Kurt, Kitty, and Rogue were just suppose to stand in the background and do side kick work while golden couple Scott and Jean with Hank did the bulk. Wolverine, whom Kurt would often still call Logan; which was considered taboo amongst X men while in uniform, chose not to be denominated into groups. Not that he was adverse to teams, he just knew he could get more done alone. Kurt loved how the sides of Logan's pecks and arms were left bare at the edge of his uniform. JUST able to see his large nipples. Also, how there was a grapefruit sized bulge perpetually right in the crotch of his pants. Kurt blushed red despite the blue fur.
"KURT", screamed Cyclops with a faint vein pulsing in his temple. "I've been yelling your name for three minutes. Get your ass down here now," Cyclops demanded. He even pointed at the ground with a shaking index finger.
Since Scott started working out and bulking up more and more, he also became sterner. Everyone said it was just good leadership and commitment. Kurt said it was steroids…
Kurt ported from the boulder he was perched on to level with Scott. It was as simple, canyon like simulation with a Magneto statue in the end. Kurt portrayed himself suddenly with seriousness and prudence. But, Scott could always be relied upon to be an asshole.
Scott bent down into Kurt's face with an evil look Kurt had never seen. Even Jean looked nervous from her standing high above the rest with Kitty. Hank looked about to open his mouth and speak, if he had spoken, Kurt certainly wouldn't have heard a word of it.
"Why are you on this team… WHY are YOU on THIS TEAM", Howled Scott in Kurt's face. Causing Kurt to flinch his head level with his shoulders and his arms crossed. "Ever since you got here you've been nothing but a liability. Your Shit", screamed Scott. Kurt was hoping to start to see a look of regretful remorse on Scott's face. But it wasn't going to appear.
"Scott, step down. Kurt, keep your head in the game", Professor Xavier's voice echoed off the intercom like the voice of God. Jean looked down, crossing her arms. Kitty was fighting back laughter, which is what Kurt enjoyed about their friends hip. She was lighthearted, yet deep. Hank looked as though he was disappointed in us, the father figure. Rogue was nowhere to be seen. What a shock.
But… out of the corner of his eye, Kurt saw something peculiar as Scott continued to yell insanities and prejudicial insults at Kurt. Of which Kurt was no longer listening too after seeing the peculiar sight. Logan seemed to be halfway starring at Scott, then looking down repetitively. His teeth were bared as if someone were stabbing him and a faint growl was coming from his clenched stubbly Jaw. Every muscle on his huge body was taught and flexed out. Particularly his shoulders. Kurt seemed to be the only one who noticed. Something was raging Logan, but he was obviously holding back the urge to chew someone's head off. Funny, Kurt had never seen Logan hold back anything.
What happened next, would be an X men dinner conversation starter for decades…
Scott was slammed against a boulder so fast, Kurt swore Jean had telekinetically committed the act. But parapsychology wasn't the blame for this. Kurt could hear the loud crack of Scott's skull against the rock, Kitty's shrieked and Xavier yelled something over the intercom as the simulation disappeared, leaving them in the metallic circular room. Logan had gone feral.
"You got somethin else to say there Bub", Logan howled in a voice that was so gruff, it could no longer even be considered mildly human. All of a sudden, both fists that held Scott uncontrollably let out a familiar SNIKT sound as razors rose from their depths out Logan's forearms, almost striking Scott's neck and chest. Missing by centimeters.
"Logan…LOGAN", Yelled Hank pulling at Logan, who regained control and let go of Scott. Scott fell on his back with a look of pure terror on his face. Logan refused taking his eyes off their "Group Leader".
"All of you, to your rooms. Logan in my office. Now", Xavier appeared out of nowhere…
LOGAN'S POV
Xavier's office was smaller than you think a man of his class would be. Which made it all the worse because Logan was a very big man. The armed chair barely held his broad torso frame. And situations like these made all the walls seem to close in on him.
"Give me one good reasons why I shouldn't send you packing", Xavier yelled from behind his desk, looking infuriated.
Logan groped for a response. He was more concerned Charles would figure out about Logan's heartthrob for a peculiar little elf. His beautiful little elf. But Logan's mind was so tortured and in pieces, thus, it was easy for Logan to hide it mentally when he got a raging hard one while looking at little Kurt jump around in the Danger room. PHYSICALLY hiding HIS arousal… forget it. "I suspected Scott was gonna loose it on Kurt. You know he's been fightin a lot lately Charles. I don't wanna see one a my kids hurt".
"Oh, and is that why you almost took your claws to Scott. I know your abrasive Logan, but I warned you", Charles went on.
"Charles, I'm sorry. Kurt's a runt compared to the rest of the guys. Even the middle school X bunch. I get scared" Logan looked down. Now in fear of loosing his place there. "I had the best intentions", he admitted.
"Logan, I'm sorry for yelling at you. Don't worry, you can stay. I never truly intended to exile you. I need to think. I'll be taking Kurt off the team. Indeed a teleporter is valuable, but he just isn't cut out for the endurance," Logan took in all this information. "I can't even have him up against the brotherhood unless he learns proper discipline", Charles announced.
"I don't think it's discipline Charles. I think he just gets anxious", Logan was cut off by a firm set Charles. Logan, possibly the only person who actually saw what internally happens to Kurt.
"I don't need you telling me about MY students. I know Kurt and I don't need a lecture", Xavier heaved.
Logan stood and removed himself from Charles's office
"Oh and Logan", Xavier spoke from his open office door as Logan walked out, as if nothing had happened. "I'm going to put you in charge of Kurt's physical training", the news made Logan's heart summersault like a teenager's in love. Again on edge. Territorial of Kurt. For Christ's sake, he's never said more than ten words to blue boy and he already found himself in…
No. Logan was a man. A REAL man's man. But yet, he kept feeling reserved for Kurt. No longer did he find even minuscule pleasure in random bar women or even the women in his magazines. No, no he was no queer. If anything Logan was far from gay. But Kurt…
Logan stopped walking and examined outside through the frosty window. Snow continued to fall, and apparently from nowhere, there appeared Kitty, still in her X suit, and Kurt. Kurt wore a long sleeved shirt with jeans and a long red scarf which showed off well against the blue of his fur. These days he only ever wore his disguise at school. Good for Logan, he preferred to see him in his blue, furry prime. Although, he was pretty damn cute in his human get up as well.
It was the same scarf that Logan had accidentally grabbed with his jacket off the rack the other night, of which he personally returned to Kurt's room. Logan had almost taken him then and there. But it would have been, he was sorry to say, more like rape than fucking. All this because of his unsatisfied animal side. He had never been with a man, and this damn brat was turning him into a pervert. He was aware of his recently becoming legal, not that it would hold him back in the long run.
'Oh Logan, Bub, for fuck's sake. Your not even in a relationship with em yet'. He beat into his brain. But that's just it. Logan wanted more than just sex… with Kurt he did anyway, but sex would definitely play a BIG part in it. The thought brought a wide grin to his face.
All of a sudden, during Kitty and Kurt's play in the yard snow, Kurt suddenly slid on the icy walkway and fell straight back with his arm shattering one of the small light bulbs which lined the path. Only seconds took before Logan saw blood…
Logan ran to aid in an instant. Ignoring the cold air which hit his bare shoulders in his tank top. "DAMN that clumsy fur ball!"
