Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution, or any other Marvel property.
Note: Hi everyone. I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed so far. I appreciate the fact that you readers actually took the time to review! I hope this is getting read, even if no one reviews (although I love the reviews). And I just want to warn some people, I'm not certain if this story will end happily (for Kitty or Kurt). As a matter of fact, I'm almost sure it won't. But, remember there were two stories before this, and there's one after this. So take heart, Kurtty lovers, I won't screw ya.
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*** The Second Day Leads Into The Third ***
Kurt suddenly appeared on top of the roof of the mansion. He actually appeared about five feet above it. He fell to the roof in a crouch, perfectly balanced on his feet. From the point where he was, he leapt over a gable, catching onto a fireplace. From there he found his "thinking spot" and teleported over to it. He sat down, and then he laid down. He didn't know what to do. Every position he tried to rest in on the roof, he felt uncomfortable. Soon, he just decided to crouch above his spot, and he eerily resembled a gargoyle on top of the roof. Soon he heard thunder, and he closed his eyes.
"Mein Gott. Please tell me it's not going to rain." He thought to himself. No sooner had he thought it than he felt water hit him in the face. He didn't care. He wasn't going back inside.
"Vhy, God?" he asked the sky.
As he thought, he began to cry. The rain camouflaged his tears as both ran down his face. He thought about that day last summer when Kitty asked him to watch a movie with her. It was their first "date." How he had worried over what to wear, how to look. What he had been most worried about was whether or not he should wear his image inducer. He remembered how happy he felt when she had asked him to not wear it, and then she had turned it off herself. He would have told her right then and there that he loved her that he had loved her since the first time he saw her. Sure, it was a different kind of love, but it had still been love.
Kurt slid down the roof, finding different places here and there to perch. No matter what, he just couldn't find a comfortable spot.
"I should go inside." He thought to himself. And then he thought about what Kitty had said about her feelings for Lance, and he refused to. He didn't think that he could do it at all. He wondered what would happen to him. To her. To them.
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Kitty ran up to her room, bawling the entire way. He had left her. And the way she figured it, he had every right to be angry with her. She couldn't believe that she had told him so bluntly. It didn't matter that she had never really figured out how she had wanted to tell him. She only knew that the way she had told him was definitely nowhere near how she had wanted to. Now he believed that her love for him was a lie. She sat there and cried for a moment, before wondering to herself if that wasn't true.
"What if I don't really love him. If I still have feelings for Lance, that means I can't love him, right?" she thought.
Then she doubled over crying again. If that were the case, she knew that she had horribly mistreated Kurt. She knew that if that were the case, she had simply used him. He had been her rebound. But she knew that wasn't the case. She genuinely loved Kurt. She had come to love him with every ounce of her being. She knew that this love hadn't grown overnight, either. It had to have grown over the years she had known him, over years of friendship. The realization startled her, and she began to wonder at what point she had started to love Kurt. Could it have started in that backyard when Kurt first spoke to Rogue? She didn't know what she would have done if he hadn't woken up after Rogue touched him and "bamfed" away. She put it out of her mind, knowing one simple truth.
"I love him." She said, and promptly fell asleep.
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Kurt woke up in his room the next morning. He had wondered if it had all been a horrible nightmare. He had wondered if he had actually dreamed it all. But then he remembered everything. He knew it hadn't been a dream, and he got out of bed to get dressed. He walked to his closet and saw a note taped to it. The handwriting was Kitty's. He took the note down and read it.
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Kurt, I need you to understand one simple thing. I love you. I never lied to you about that. I'm sorry that I haven't figured everything out yet. We've been through so much together, and I'm not about to lose that. I promised myself that I would never hurt you, and I did last night. I can't apologize enough for that. I just want you to know how much I care about you, and I don't intend on losing you. Even if it takes me a year, or an eternity, of chasing after you like you did for me, I'll do it. Please wait for me to figure out what's happening.
Love always, Kitty
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Kurt read the note and smiled for a moment, before remembering that she also still had feelings for Lance. He needed to talk to somebody more than anything, and he teleported down the hall to Scott's room, and knocked on the door.
"Hello?" a groggy voice answered through the door.
"Scott, open ze door. I need to talk to you."
"Is this important. Because if this is about being a man and going to the mall. . . "
Kurt simply teleported inside, giving Scott a small scare. Kurt sat down on the floor, not even bothering to look at Scott.
"It's not about the mall, and it's not a joke."
"Okay." Scott said. He closed his eyes and took his sleeping visor off to put on his glasses. After they were on, he turned back to Kurt. "Shoot."
"I told Kitty zat I loved her ze ozer night."
"You did? Good for you. What did she say?" Scott asked.
"She said she loved me too." Kurt said, his voice full of melancholy.
"Then what in the hell are you sounding so unhappy for? That's great! Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"
"I vas trying to figure out vhat could be upsetting her so much."
"Well, did you find out."
"Jah."
Kurt went silent, and Scott waited for him to answer. When he didn't get one, he prodded.
"And. . . ?"
"She said she talked with Lance ze ozer day."
"What? What about?" Scott asked.
"He vanted to be her friend."
"And what did Kitty say?"
"She said yes." Kurt said.
"Why?"
"Because, and get zis, Scott; she has unresolved feelings about him."
"Oh. Oh, man, Kurt, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay."
"What are you going to do? You're not going to break up, are you?"
"Vhat are my ozer options?"
"I don't know. She didn't say anything else?"
"I found zis note taped to my closet zis morning."
Scott quickly read the note, and turned back to Kurt.
"Well, this sounds good. It sounds like she does truly love you."
"How can you love someone and haff feelings for someone else?"
"I don't really know, Kurt. But she sounds genuinely sorry. You should talk to her."
"Is zat your advice? Talk to her?" Kurt sounded anxious.
"Yeah, that's my opinion. Talk to her." He said, putting his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Well, I better get dressed."
"Vhy? You graduated. You don't haff school today."
"I know, but I'm driving to the city today. Have some stuff to do."
"Okay, vell, I'll see you later."
Kurt teleported out of his room, and down to the kitchen.
Scott picked up his wallet, looking at the business card of the jewelers. He just hoped Jean would be surprised. More than anything, he hoped that she'd say yes.
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Kitty was in the kitchen, watching the door. She knew that any second now, Kurt would either open that door, or suddenly appear next to it. She had been waiting for him for quite some time now, and had neglected to eat her breakfast. The door opened, and Marie walked in.
"Mornin." Marie grumbled.
"Good morning."
"What's the matta with ya? Ya don't seem to be ya chipper self this mornin."
"I'm just not feeling that well today."
Marie shrugged, and began to make up her plate of breakfast. The door opened again, and Logan walked in with the newspaper. He noticed her looking at him as he walked through the door, and marked the disappointment on her face.
"What's wrong with you, Half-Pint?"
"She not feelin all that well today." Marie answered for her.
"You know what'll fix that? An hour in the danger room, training." Logan said, lifting the paper up to read it.
"That's, like, okay Mr. Logan. I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Well, just let me know." Logan said from behind the paper.
The door opened again, and Evan walked in. He smiled at Marie (who smiled back, which Kitty thought was weird) and began eating his breakfast.
"Hey, Evan, have you seen Kurt?"
"Good morning to you too, Kitty. And no, I haven't. I think he left for school already."
"But he didn't come in and eat!" Kitty whined.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe he didn't. Why? What's wrong? Are you two having your first fight?" Evan teased.
"Oooooooooooh, first fiiiiiiiiiiiight." Marie teased as well.
"Shut up." Kitty said, and left the room, heading towards the garage. When she got there, she found that Kurt's car was indeed gone. She wished that Jean were here. Unfortunately, Kitty knew that she didn't get back from her vacation until later on that night, so she was pretty much alone.
Scott came out into the garage, and found Kitty.
"Hey, I'll be dropping you guys off at school today. Kurt had to take off early."
Kitty sighed, choking back her tears. "Okay."
"You okay, Kitty?"
"I'll be fine."
"I talked to Kurt today."
"He told you what happened?"
"Yeah, he told me. He's pretty confused right now. Probably almost as confused as you."
"I hope not. I wouldn't, like, wish this on my worst enemy."
"You know, Kitty, I don't know much about your relationship with Lance. I never really wanted to know, because my personal opinion of the kid just isn't all that high. But Kurt is a great guy, and. . . "
"Scott, I don't mean to be, like, rude, but I already know. I love Kurt. I just can't get this nagging feeling out of my head as to whether or not it's just because of my feelings for Lance. It's hard to explain."
"No, no, no. I get it. You're afraid that you may have settled originally, and you may never have completely gotten over Lance."
"Well, that's kind of right. I don't feel like I settled, though. Kurt is, like, incredible. I can't think of enough words to describe him. But at the same time, I can't get over wanting to help Lance. He used to mean so much to me, and for some reason, I can't get him out of my head. It's like what he was complaining about to me on Friday. Maybe you just never completely get over your first love."
"Well, I recommend you think of something fast. Because I've never seen the Elf this way, and I was there for a year of him pining for you."
"I know, I know. . . it's just. . . " Kitty began, but didn't get to finish. Evan and Marie had just come into the garage to be driven to school, and Kitty flashed Scott a warning look to drop the subject. Scott understood. If she didn't want everyone at the institute to know about it, he could keep his mouth shut. He had other things to think about as well.
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Kurt got to school early, and was walking the halls before most of the students had gotten there. He walked past his locker, and then to Kitty's. He began playing with the lock to open it. He knew the combination. Kitty had told it to him when his locker was broken two months ago and he needed somewhere to keep his books. He opened the locker, and looked at the inside of the door. Taped to the door were pictures of him and her. It was almost as if the inside of her locker was wallpapered. Kurt looked at it, and took his favorite one down. It was a picture of the two of them sleeping on the couch. Jean had taken the picture after they had fallen asleep on one of their "dinner and movie" nights. Kurt was lying on his back and Kitty on top of him. His tail had encircled her right leg, and he held her tight, both arms around her. They both looked so content and happy, that he couldn't believe they were having the problem that they were having now. He slammed the locker shut, and found Lance standing behind it.
"Hi, Fuzz Face." He said, and punched Kurt in the gut.
Kurt doubled over in pain. In the state he had been in, he hadn't expected an attack of any kind, surprise or not. He looked up at Lance and snarled.
"Did you vant anozer round, Rock Tumbler? Trust me vhen I say you are far from my favorite person right now."
"No, I don't want to fight you again. Not yet. I just want you to know that Kitty will be mine again."
"Over my dead body." Kurt snarled, and kicked out at Lance with both feet, his hands to the ground. His feet caught Lance in the face, and he fell to the floor. He was only down for a moment before he popped back up. He dusted himself off, and regarded Kurt, who was standing up to his full height and ready for a fight.
"That can be arranged." Lance said, and turned, walking away. The halls had just opened up, and students were pouring into the school. Kurt quickly lost Lance in the mayhem of school opening. At last sight, Kurt watched as he walked out of the door leading into the school.
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Okay, so that's it for now. I have to go to work. Work sucks. I wish I could be paid to do something I enjoy. Like watching "The Fall Guy," or "Greatest American Hero" reruns or something. Anyhow, hope you all liked it. Chapter 4 is coming soon.
Note: Hi everyone. I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed so far. I appreciate the fact that you readers actually took the time to review! I hope this is getting read, even if no one reviews (although I love the reviews). And I just want to warn some people, I'm not certain if this story will end happily (for Kitty or Kurt). As a matter of fact, I'm almost sure it won't. But, remember there were two stories before this, and there's one after this. So take heart, Kurtty lovers, I won't screw ya.
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*** The Second Day Leads Into The Third ***
Kurt suddenly appeared on top of the roof of the mansion. He actually appeared about five feet above it. He fell to the roof in a crouch, perfectly balanced on his feet. From the point where he was, he leapt over a gable, catching onto a fireplace. From there he found his "thinking spot" and teleported over to it. He sat down, and then he laid down. He didn't know what to do. Every position he tried to rest in on the roof, he felt uncomfortable. Soon, he just decided to crouch above his spot, and he eerily resembled a gargoyle on top of the roof. Soon he heard thunder, and he closed his eyes.
"Mein Gott. Please tell me it's not going to rain." He thought to himself. No sooner had he thought it than he felt water hit him in the face. He didn't care. He wasn't going back inside.
"Vhy, God?" he asked the sky.
As he thought, he began to cry. The rain camouflaged his tears as both ran down his face. He thought about that day last summer when Kitty asked him to watch a movie with her. It was their first "date." How he had worried over what to wear, how to look. What he had been most worried about was whether or not he should wear his image inducer. He remembered how happy he felt when she had asked him to not wear it, and then she had turned it off herself. He would have told her right then and there that he loved her that he had loved her since the first time he saw her. Sure, it was a different kind of love, but it had still been love.
Kurt slid down the roof, finding different places here and there to perch. No matter what, he just couldn't find a comfortable spot.
"I should go inside." He thought to himself. And then he thought about what Kitty had said about her feelings for Lance, and he refused to. He didn't think that he could do it at all. He wondered what would happen to him. To her. To them.
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Kitty ran up to her room, bawling the entire way. He had left her. And the way she figured it, he had every right to be angry with her. She couldn't believe that she had told him so bluntly. It didn't matter that she had never really figured out how she had wanted to tell him. She only knew that the way she had told him was definitely nowhere near how she had wanted to. Now he believed that her love for him was a lie. She sat there and cried for a moment, before wondering to herself if that wasn't true.
"What if I don't really love him. If I still have feelings for Lance, that means I can't love him, right?" she thought.
Then she doubled over crying again. If that were the case, she knew that she had horribly mistreated Kurt. She knew that if that were the case, she had simply used him. He had been her rebound. But she knew that wasn't the case. She genuinely loved Kurt. She had come to love him with every ounce of her being. She knew that this love hadn't grown overnight, either. It had to have grown over the years she had known him, over years of friendship. The realization startled her, and she began to wonder at what point she had started to love Kurt. Could it have started in that backyard when Kurt first spoke to Rogue? She didn't know what she would have done if he hadn't woken up after Rogue touched him and "bamfed" away. She put it out of her mind, knowing one simple truth.
"I love him." She said, and promptly fell asleep.
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Kurt woke up in his room the next morning. He had wondered if it had all been a horrible nightmare. He had wondered if he had actually dreamed it all. But then he remembered everything. He knew it hadn't been a dream, and he got out of bed to get dressed. He walked to his closet and saw a note taped to it. The handwriting was Kitty's. He took the note down and read it.
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Kurt, I need you to understand one simple thing. I love you. I never lied to you about that. I'm sorry that I haven't figured everything out yet. We've been through so much together, and I'm not about to lose that. I promised myself that I would never hurt you, and I did last night. I can't apologize enough for that. I just want you to know how much I care about you, and I don't intend on losing you. Even if it takes me a year, or an eternity, of chasing after you like you did for me, I'll do it. Please wait for me to figure out what's happening.
Love always, Kitty
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Kurt read the note and smiled for a moment, before remembering that she also still had feelings for Lance. He needed to talk to somebody more than anything, and he teleported down the hall to Scott's room, and knocked on the door.
"Hello?" a groggy voice answered through the door.
"Scott, open ze door. I need to talk to you."
"Is this important. Because if this is about being a man and going to the mall. . . "
Kurt simply teleported inside, giving Scott a small scare. Kurt sat down on the floor, not even bothering to look at Scott.
"It's not about the mall, and it's not a joke."
"Okay." Scott said. He closed his eyes and took his sleeping visor off to put on his glasses. After they were on, he turned back to Kurt. "Shoot."
"I told Kitty zat I loved her ze ozer night."
"You did? Good for you. What did she say?" Scott asked.
"She said she loved me too." Kurt said, his voice full of melancholy.
"Then what in the hell are you sounding so unhappy for? That's great! Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"
"I vas trying to figure out vhat could be upsetting her so much."
"Well, did you find out."
"Jah."
Kurt went silent, and Scott waited for him to answer. When he didn't get one, he prodded.
"And. . . ?"
"She said she talked with Lance ze ozer day."
"What? What about?" Scott asked.
"He vanted to be her friend."
"And what did Kitty say?"
"She said yes." Kurt said.
"Why?"
"Because, and get zis, Scott; she has unresolved feelings about him."
"Oh. Oh, man, Kurt, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay."
"What are you going to do? You're not going to break up, are you?"
"Vhat are my ozer options?"
"I don't know. She didn't say anything else?"
"I found zis note taped to my closet zis morning."
Scott quickly read the note, and turned back to Kurt.
"Well, this sounds good. It sounds like she does truly love you."
"How can you love someone and haff feelings for someone else?"
"I don't really know, Kurt. But she sounds genuinely sorry. You should talk to her."
"Is zat your advice? Talk to her?" Kurt sounded anxious.
"Yeah, that's my opinion. Talk to her." He said, putting his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Well, I better get dressed."
"Vhy? You graduated. You don't haff school today."
"I know, but I'm driving to the city today. Have some stuff to do."
"Okay, vell, I'll see you later."
Kurt teleported out of his room, and down to the kitchen.
Scott picked up his wallet, looking at the business card of the jewelers. He just hoped Jean would be surprised. More than anything, he hoped that she'd say yes.
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Kitty was in the kitchen, watching the door. She knew that any second now, Kurt would either open that door, or suddenly appear next to it. She had been waiting for him for quite some time now, and had neglected to eat her breakfast. The door opened, and Marie walked in.
"Mornin." Marie grumbled.
"Good morning."
"What's the matta with ya? Ya don't seem to be ya chipper self this mornin."
"I'm just not feeling that well today."
Marie shrugged, and began to make up her plate of breakfast. The door opened again, and Logan walked in with the newspaper. He noticed her looking at him as he walked through the door, and marked the disappointment on her face.
"What's wrong with you, Half-Pint?"
"She not feelin all that well today." Marie answered for her.
"You know what'll fix that? An hour in the danger room, training." Logan said, lifting the paper up to read it.
"That's, like, okay Mr. Logan. I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Well, just let me know." Logan said from behind the paper.
The door opened again, and Evan walked in. He smiled at Marie (who smiled back, which Kitty thought was weird) and began eating his breakfast.
"Hey, Evan, have you seen Kurt?"
"Good morning to you too, Kitty. And no, I haven't. I think he left for school already."
"But he didn't come in and eat!" Kitty whined.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe he didn't. Why? What's wrong? Are you two having your first fight?" Evan teased.
"Oooooooooooh, first fiiiiiiiiiiiight." Marie teased as well.
"Shut up." Kitty said, and left the room, heading towards the garage. When she got there, she found that Kurt's car was indeed gone. She wished that Jean were here. Unfortunately, Kitty knew that she didn't get back from her vacation until later on that night, so she was pretty much alone.
Scott came out into the garage, and found Kitty.
"Hey, I'll be dropping you guys off at school today. Kurt had to take off early."
Kitty sighed, choking back her tears. "Okay."
"You okay, Kitty?"
"I'll be fine."
"I talked to Kurt today."
"He told you what happened?"
"Yeah, he told me. He's pretty confused right now. Probably almost as confused as you."
"I hope not. I wouldn't, like, wish this on my worst enemy."
"You know, Kitty, I don't know much about your relationship with Lance. I never really wanted to know, because my personal opinion of the kid just isn't all that high. But Kurt is a great guy, and. . . "
"Scott, I don't mean to be, like, rude, but I already know. I love Kurt. I just can't get this nagging feeling out of my head as to whether or not it's just because of my feelings for Lance. It's hard to explain."
"No, no, no. I get it. You're afraid that you may have settled originally, and you may never have completely gotten over Lance."
"Well, that's kind of right. I don't feel like I settled, though. Kurt is, like, incredible. I can't think of enough words to describe him. But at the same time, I can't get over wanting to help Lance. He used to mean so much to me, and for some reason, I can't get him out of my head. It's like what he was complaining about to me on Friday. Maybe you just never completely get over your first love."
"Well, I recommend you think of something fast. Because I've never seen the Elf this way, and I was there for a year of him pining for you."
"I know, I know. . . it's just. . . " Kitty began, but didn't get to finish. Evan and Marie had just come into the garage to be driven to school, and Kitty flashed Scott a warning look to drop the subject. Scott understood. If she didn't want everyone at the institute to know about it, he could keep his mouth shut. He had other things to think about as well.
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Kurt got to school early, and was walking the halls before most of the students had gotten there. He walked past his locker, and then to Kitty's. He began playing with the lock to open it. He knew the combination. Kitty had told it to him when his locker was broken two months ago and he needed somewhere to keep his books. He opened the locker, and looked at the inside of the door. Taped to the door were pictures of him and her. It was almost as if the inside of her locker was wallpapered. Kurt looked at it, and took his favorite one down. It was a picture of the two of them sleeping on the couch. Jean had taken the picture after they had fallen asleep on one of their "dinner and movie" nights. Kurt was lying on his back and Kitty on top of him. His tail had encircled her right leg, and he held her tight, both arms around her. They both looked so content and happy, that he couldn't believe they were having the problem that they were having now. He slammed the locker shut, and found Lance standing behind it.
"Hi, Fuzz Face." He said, and punched Kurt in the gut.
Kurt doubled over in pain. In the state he had been in, he hadn't expected an attack of any kind, surprise or not. He looked up at Lance and snarled.
"Did you vant anozer round, Rock Tumbler? Trust me vhen I say you are far from my favorite person right now."
"No, I don't want to fight you again. Not yet. I just want you to know that Kitty will be mine again."
"Over my dead body." Kurt snarled, and kicked out at Lance with both feet, his hands to the ground. His feet caught Lance in the face, and he fell to the floor. He was only down for a moment before he popped back up. He dusted himself off, and regarded Kurt, who was standing up to his full height and ready for a fight.
"That can be arranged." Lance said, and turned, walking away. The halls had just opened up, and students were pouring into the school. Kurt quickly lost Lance in the mayhem of school opening. At last sight, Kurt watched as he walked out of the door leading into the school.
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Okay, so that's it for now. I have to go to work. Work sucks. I wish I could be paid to do something I enjoy. Like watching "The Fall Guy," or "Greatest American Hero" reruns or something. Anyhow, hope you all liked it. Chapter 4 is coming soon.