Chapter 4: Bring It On
Disclaimer: Do I own X Men?...no, no I don't.
A/N: I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Dija miss me? Well of course you did! Anyways, enjoy the chapter! (oh and this note will be at the top of each of my updates today)
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"Welcome to Xavier Institute!" Evan exclaimed as the four of them entered the main building of the high school.
Kurt looked around; everything had a very inviting feel to it, a huge step up from his previous school which could have doubled as a crack den.
"Nice." He commented.
"Marie!" Wanda pushed through the crowds of students huddling over the class lists to get to them. At the last minute, one her brother's friends, a certain Lance Alvers, elbowed her and she would have made contact with the floor...if Evan and Kurt hadn't caught her.
"Thanks boys." She grinned at them.
"No problem Scarlett!" Evan chimed and Kurt gathered her fallen books.
"You've been hanging with our dad too much." Kitty sighed.
"Hey, I got your class schedules, trust me; you do not want to go in there." She gestured to the masses of teenagers, all four winced simultaneously.
"Fun." Kurt deadpanned.
"Okay, let's see..." Wanda started leafing through the stack of pamphlets she was carrying, "Monroe, Evan." She handed the envelope to the boy. "Darkholme, Kurt...Howlett, Marie and Howlett, Katherine." She finished passing out the pamphlets that contained everyone's class schedules, class number, student ID card, etc.
"Well, see you guys at Lunch I guess." Evan and Kurt looked at their identical schedules with slight fear.
"If we survive." Kurt added.
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Kurt skilfully dodged several other students. ~I have way too much experience with this. ~
He blew his bangs from his eyes. ~ I really need a haircut. ~ He thought randomly as he spotted Marie and Wanda in the sea of students headed to the cafeteria.
Using the flexibility he prided himself with he made his way quickly through the teenagers and over to the two Goth girls.
They spotted him when he was a few feet away, "Hey Blue!" the girls each grabbed one arm and pulled him the rest of the way through the crowd.
He rubbed his sore arms and gave them a lopsided grin, "Thanks."
They restarted their trek to the cafeteria. "So how's your morning been?" he questioned.
"Okay, I guess, but I swear if one more guy stares at my chest I'm going to junk punch 'em!" Wanda declared.
Kurt snorted and caught sight of Evan sitting at an empty table.
They slid into their seats, "There you are I was sure you got trampled in the rush out!" Evan grinned at his friend who shrugged.
"Eh, it's nowhere near as bad as my last school. Every man for himself you know?"
Kitty shuddered as she came over, "If I haven't said it before, I never want to go to your old school."
"You also don't want to meet my old girlfriend." Kurt shook his head in disgust. "Scary, scary, scary…"
Kitty giggled and rubbed his shoulder, "So what've I missed so far?"
"Well, Wanda's threatening to junk punch half the male population of the school." Kurt ducked out of the way as Wanda took a swipe at his head, unintentionally scooting closer to Kitty who forced herself not to blush.
"Which half?" she playfully mussed Kurt's hair much to Wanda's delight.
"Oh you know every guy whose got eyes and isn't Kurt or I…or doesn't value their life quite a lot." Evan added as an afterthought.
"That's for sure." Marie mumbled.
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Kurt dropped his backpack on the floor and hung up his key before stretching his arms above his head. For a first day of school, that hadn't been too bad, they hadn't even gotten any homework.
The phone rang just as he entered the living room.
He sighed, probably some person three states over trying to sell him some expensive junk that destroyed the environment. Nonetheless, he picked up the infuriating piece of technology. [1]
"Hello?"
A male voice answered, "Hello, is this the Darkholme residence?"
Kurt stared at the phone with confusion for a second before replying. "Uh yes, how can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Raven Darkholme."
"Well she's not here right now can I take a message or a number that she can call you back with?"
"Yes my number is 386-4281 and you can tell her it's her husband."
There was a 'click' as the person on the other line hung up and Kurt was left limply holding the phone and staring at the number he'd just written down.
~Her husband? ~
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Kitty hummed as she answered her phone. "Hello?"
"Kitty?"
"Kurt?" she blinked before smiling, "What's up?"
"Um, I need help with something."
She cocked an eyebrow, "That's not a good sign."
He gave a slightly maniacal laugh and answered with forced humour that was laced with panic, "Well, apparently my Dad just called. Or at least, it might be my Dad; he just said he was Raven Darkholme's husband." He trailed off with a laugh that was slightly creepy.
Kitty felt her eyes grow wide. "Kurt?"
"Yeah?" he answered weakly.
"You're not okay, are you?"
"No, no I'm not."
"I'll be right over."
She hung up the phone and jumped from her bed, grabbing a sweater and pulling on her shoes as she half fell down the stairs.
She rushed out the front door and down the street before she came to Kurt's house. She didn't pause in throwing open the door and racing upstairs to find Kurt hanging upside down from his bed.
She sighed and lay on her stomach on the floor so she was face to face with him.
Kitty blew on his face and his eyes fluttered open. "Hey Spider-Man."
He grinned slightly, "Hey MJ." [2]
"You doing okay?" he shook his head with a sigh.
"What if it is my dad?"
She gave him a small smile, "I don't know, but you and your Mom are getting along now right?" he nodded, or at least that was what it seemed like. "Then just ask her."
He sighed, "You're right, thanks Katzchen."
She smiled and flicked his nose, making him go cross-eyed for a second, "Anytime Blue."
They remained in that position for a while, talking about nothing in particular in an attempt to burn time. They were still talking three hours later when Raven got back from work and came upstairs.
She leaned against the door frame for a few minutes before making herself known, "Hello."
The two teens jumped. "Dear Lord Mom, don't do that!"
She laughed and left the room, "Get right side up, hun, you're turning red."
"We know we're attempting to see how red he can get!" Kitty called after her.
Kurt sighed, "Guess you need to be going."
"Probably." Kurt sat up, rubbing his temples when he got a head rush. Kitty giggled, "Remember, ask her."
He nodded, "Thanks for coming over."
She shrugged, "No problem." She smiled, "See you tomorrow."
He nodded and she turned to leave before whipping around and giving him a fleeting kiss on the cheek.[3]"Bye." She then rushed down the stairs and out the door, her face turning redder than Kurt's had been.
Kurt blinked before grinning goofily and falling back onto his bed for a second before his caught sight of the note that'd been written down several hours earlier. With a sombre sigh he grabbed it and headed downstairs.
He found his mom moving around the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"So how was your first day?"
"Good, um Mom, someone called earlier asking for you."
She didn't turn around as she looked through the cupboard, "Oh really, who?"
"Your husband."
Raven froze and turned slowly, "My what?"
Kurt held the number out, "He called and gave me this number and said he was your husband."
She took the paper with a shaking hand, "Did you say who you were?"
Kurt shook his head, "No, he didn't ask."
She nodded, "Good, if he calls again, don't tell him who you are, okay. In fact, don't even pick up."
Kurt looked confused but nodded, "Okay, um why?"
She sighed. "Let's just order Chinese." She picked up the phone and started dialling.
"Mom? Mom…Mom." Raven ignored him as she placed their order and hung up.
"Mom, what's going on?" she sighed and sat at the counter.
"The only good thing that man's done is give me you." She said and Kurt sat next to her, placing a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Mom, what did he do?"
She clasped her hands and looked to him with glassy eyes. "He was horrible to me. When we were just married, it was perfect. We got the big house, in the nice part of town. He had a high paying job, he treated me like a queen, but then everything changed. He became angry and violent. And when I became pregnant with you, I was so scared I'd lose you that I avoided him best I could."
She took a shaky breath. "One night, I came home and he was drunk. He beat me senseless and when I woke up the next morning, I was sure I'd lost you…I was covered in so much blood..." She wrapped an arm around him, squeezing his shoulder.
"I went to the doctor and when he told me you were okay, I burst into tears. You have no idea how relieved I was. That night I told him straight up that I was pregnant, and for the next nine months, everything was perfect again." She paused.
"But then-after you were born, it got worse. So I did the thing any mother would do: I ran."
Kurt stared at her, "What?"
"I took you one night, packed a suitcase and ran. I took a taxi as far from the city as I could and got the first flight to Germany."
"I've never had the guts to file for divorce, I thought we were safe." She took his face in her hands, "I also have a confession, whenever I...I hit you, it was because you reminded me of him, that's a horrid reason, I know but…but you look very similar to him."
Kurt looked away. "So, I look like the man that made your life hell?"
Raven brought him into a comforting hug, "Yes and no. You have a similar facial structure and build, but otherwise, you actually look like my father." She smiled, "Same hair color, same eyes," she giggled, "Same nose." She tapped it.
"Same smile, same care free attitude." She smiled as he grinned, "Same penchant for mischief." He chuckled.
Raven sobered slightly, "I won't let him have you Kurt, I promise."
He nodded. "I know Mom." His gaze became defiant, "I won't let him hurt you again either."
She blinked back tears, "Same protective streak." She whispered and hugged him tightly.
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Kurt stared blankly at the board as the teacher continued going on about sine or cosine or something like that. He couldn't really focus.
His father, his apparently abusive father, knew their phone number. What else did he know?
Did he know where they lived? Probably.
Did he know where his mom worked? Maybe not, he'd called the house after all.
Did he know where he went to school? Another possibility.
Would he come after him? Maybe.
Would he go after his mom?
Definitely.
"Hey." Evan nudged his friend as the bell rang, "Earth to Kurt. Wake up."
He shook himself, "Oh, sorry Evan. Guess my mind's somewhere else." He smiled apologetically.
"You can say that again."
Kurt grinned and gathered his books, following his friend down the hall to their next class: Gym.
~Thank God, something mindless I don't have to care about. ~
The two boys joined the rest of their class after having changed into shorts and t-shirts.
Evan smirked and cracked his knuckles, "Oh yeah, Pietro is going down." He punched one fist into his open palm and Kurt grinned a bit before noticing something, a second class was coming in from outside.
"Alright maggots, as you might've noticed, we've got another class in here today. We'll be playing basketball. Everyone hit a court!" he threw a ball at Evan who caught it easily.
Kurt blew out, ~Yippee. ~
"Boo." A soft voice became known behind him and he turned to smile at Kitty who had a light pink blush decorating her cheeks.
"Kitty, hey!" he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "Well thank God I was worried I'd have to deal with Evan on my own."
She laughed. "Good to see you too Kurt."
He grinned, "So what's with the blush?"
She giggled nervously, "Nothing, my friends were just saying a few things earlier."
Kurt cocked an eyebrow, "Are they things I need to beat on them for?"
She laughed at that, "No, nothing like that, they were just teasing."
Kurt shrugged, "Alright."
She smiled before became apprehensive when he smirked, "What were they teasing you about?" his tone was playful.
She sighed, "They were just admiring the new boy and I accidently let slip that you were like my best friend. Then there was the whole friend or friend teasing escapade and all that fun stuff." She sighed and Kurt squeezed her shoulder.
"Eh, it'll blow over."
She smiled, "See that is why I love you Kurt Darkholme."
He smiled and took his arm from around her brushing back his hair with his hand, "I try."
"Howlett! Darkholme! Quit chatting and start playing!"
Kurt winced, "He's just King of the Fluffy Bunny Slippers isn't he?"
"I was going to say the magical unicorns' lord and emperor."
Kurt chuckled, "Hey that court's empty, what do you say?"
She sighed, "Well, I completely suck, but okay."
Kurt grinned, "Come on, you don't suck."
"You've never seen me play." She corrected.
Kurt sighed and grabbed a ball before grinning, "Alright, how about I give you a few pointers then?"
She shrugged, "It can't make me suck anymore than I already do."
He tossed her a ball and she caught it, almost fearfully. "It won't bite Katze."
She glared at the ball, him and the gym in general, "That's what you think." She said in a creepy voice.
Kurt stared at her for a second, "That's it. You are never allowed to watch movies that your sister picks out ever again!" she rolled her eyes.
"Get to teaching Blue!" he grinned and stepped behind her.
He smirked and nudged her feet apart with one of his own, stepping forward so she was flat up against him and covered her small hands with his larger ones, moving them until they held the ball properly. He helped guide her before throwing the ball; it went through the hoop with a 'swish'.
She stared for a minute as Kurt retrieved the ball. "Did that just happen?" he grinned and tossed her the ball.
"Let's see if you can do it without my help this time."
For the rest of the class, Kurt helped Kitty steadily improve, while there was a near constant flirting between the two as Kitty became more comfortable. There were the warm smiles, brushing of hands, and slight banter.
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Raven couldn't help herself from looking to the clock throughout the entire day. She was anxious to get home, to get to Kurt.
Just like her son, she'd been going through the possibilities of what her husband might or might not know. And if he knew where her son was, she was terrified that something would happen to him.
"Raven, is something wrong?" one of her coworkers, Miranda, questioned her as she walked past the older woman's open office door.
She looked up, "I'm fine Miranda."
The younger woman entered the room, concern marring her freckled face. "It's not nothing." She placed a hand on Raven's shoulder. She looked up at the red head, her curly hair framed her face and her green gray eyes were caring.
Raven sighed, "I'm just a little anxious to get home. It seems I spend most of my life in this desk and hardly any with my son."
Miranda looked surprised, "I didn't know you had a kid. How old is he?"
"Sixteen." She took another glance at the clock and was glad to see it was time she could go home.
"I have to go now, but thank you for caring Miranda."
"No problem Raven." The petite woman headed down the hallway as Raven pulled on her black suit jacket and locked her office before leaving the building as fast as she could.
The drive home was nerve wracking and it seemed that she hit every red light on the way there.
When she finally reached her home, she was a basket of nerves and jumped at the smallest noise. Wasting no time she unlocked the front door and entered to hear the TV blaring in the living room.
She let out a sigh and closed the door, locking it before she entered the living room to see Kurt in a not so strange position if you knew him well.
The teen had pushed all the furniture against the walls and was balancing upside down as he watched TV.
"That can't be healthy darling."
Kurt snorted, "Neither can getting absolutely no sleep." She looked shocked, "You've been having nightmares." He said softly.
She sighed and dropped onto the couch, removing her glasses which she only wore to read and threw her jacket next to her. "I'll be glad when this is all over."
"You're not the only one." Kurt mumbled.
Mother and son stayed in that position for a little while. It was when the Sun had set and the street lamps were starting to come on that there was a knock on the door.
Kurt went to standing on two feet, "It's probably Kitty, Evan or Marie." Raven nodded and gave her son a smile, turning down the TV slightly.
Kurt sighed and opened the door, before freezing.
A man, who looked quite similar to him, stood in the doorway. His face betrayed no emotion whatsoever, his hair was a rusty red color and he sported a black goatee that, in Kurt's eyes, made him look decidedly evil. He was wearing expensive looking clothing and there was no doubt who this man was.
Kurt's gaze became ice cold, "Can I help you?" his tone brisk.
"I'm looking for Raven Darkholme."
"She's not here." Kurt prayed his mom wouldn't yell and ask who was at the door.
"Really? I was sure this was where she lived."
"It isn't." he replied evenly.
The man cocked an aristocratic eyebrow, "Then might I ask who you are?"
"No you may not. Please leave now."
"I'd rather not." In two quick strides he was inside and slamming the door before grabbing Kurt's arm in a tight grip.
"RAVEN!"
In the living room, Raven jumped before she scrambled from the couch and into the hallway to see something that often haunted her nightmares: Kurt caught in her husband's unforgiving grip.
He smiled cruelly, "There you are darling. Am I to guess this is our son?"
Raven glared at him, "Let go of him Azazel."
The man pretended to think; "Now I don't see how that would be in my favour."
"I won't attack you for one." She replied crisply.
Azazel laughed, "Raven you didn't fight back sixteen years ago, you won't fight back now."
"But I will!" Kurt brought his leg up into his father's stomach, leaving the man winded as he let go of Kurt.
"Run!" they ran through the house to the backdoor, they had nearly reached the back gate when Azazel tackled Raven.
"Mom!" Kurt skidded to a halt, two seconds from running back to his mom.
"Run! Get help!" he nodded and fled, his legs pumping as he raced down the dark street to the Howlett home.
His heart pounded in his ears as his vision started to fuzz out ~No, not now! Anytime but now! I can have a panic attack later. Now is not the time! ~ The dizziness started to set in and soon he was gasping for breath.
~Shit! ~ He swore mentally, hugging his stomach.
He shook his head furiously, his mother's screams still echoing in his ears. ~Not now! ~ He growled and forced himself to keep moving the sick feeling being pushed to the back of his mind before eventually disappearing completely.
He smirked in bitter triumph and continued his run to the Howlett home.
He started pounding on the door as soon as he got there, always looking behind him to see if he had been followed.
It was Logan who opened the door, "Elf, what's going on?"
Kurt didn't pause, "My Mom's being attacked, she needs help! He'll kill her!"
Logan didn't need to hear anymore. "Stay here!" he ordered and raced back down the street.
Kurt watched until Logan's form was swallowed by darkness before he fell to his knees, hugging himself as he sobbed, now, now he could break down.
He felt a small hand on his shoulder and he looked up to see Kitty's panicked face inches from his, "Kurt, what wrong?" he shook his head.
"He's going to kill her."
"What? Who's going to kill who?"
He growled all traces of panic and fear gone. "My father's trying to kill my Mom." His expression was furious and Kitty actually felt fearful, not for herself, but for anyone who got in her friend's way.
"I'm calling the police." It was said to the air as Kurt jumped down from the porch and raced back to his house.
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Kitty paced restlessly, being watched by her mother and sister. It had been three hours since Kurt had turned up at the doorstep and two hours and forty-five minutes since police cars had surrounded Kurt's house, sirens blaring.
Marie but her lip, not only was one of her friends over there, but so was her father.
"I'm going over there." Ororo declared, standing from the couch.
"I'm coming with you." Kitty stated.
"Katherine Samantha Howlett you will do no such thing."
Kitty remained firm, "He's my best friend so yes I will."
Ororo sighed, "You have too much of your father in you...Get your shoes."
Several minutes later, Ororo, Kitty and Marie approached the house to see nothing reassuring. Cop cars still surrounded the place and there was no sign or Logan, Kurt or Raven.
They stood back, taking in the scene before Kitty strode forward and tapped one of the police on the shoulder. The man turned, "Can I help you."
"Yes, this is my friend's house and my father came over here earlier as well to try and help. Where are they?"
The police officer sighed, "Look miss, this isn't any place for kids."
Now Kitty did not have a short temper, but everyone snaps at some point as was proven when she stood on her tip toes to get right in the man's face. "Listen here buddy, I have been worried sick for the last three frickin' hours and you are going to tell me where they are or so help me I will be charged with attacking a police officer!" Marie and Ororo's jaws dropped and the police officer was sufficiently cowed.
"I-inside, they're inside, being questioned." He pointed a shaky finger.
Kitty smiled in a sweet, but not kind way, "Thank you." She brushed past him.
Marie shook her head at the man, "Was that really so hard?" The Goth followed her sister and Ororo had to keep from laughing as she trailed after.
Kitty ducked und the police tape before carefully peeking her head into the house to see it absolutely trashed. Windows were shattered, walls had had objects thrown at them so hard the plaster was cracked, furniture was destroyed and anything not nailed down had been thrown, smashed, crushed or otherwise broken.
~Yikes. ~ She entered, listening carefully for a familiar voice.
"Where is she?!"
~Ask and he shall provide. ~ She thought and followed the sound of Kurt's voice.
She looked into the kitchen to see a furious looking Kurt sitting at the table having himself looking over by a physician.
"Mr. Darkholme, your mother is fine, but you need to sit still." Kurt's eyes flashed and Kitty saw a prospective disaster so came to the doctor's assistance.
She dove into the kitchen and threw herself in Kurt's arms. "Do something like that again and you're dead!"
Kurt seemed surprised, "Kitty?" she looked up, glaring.
"You are an idiot." He winced.
The doctor chuckled, "Thank you miss, you just gave me enough time to finish checking him over. If you go out to the backyard you'll find Ms. Darkholme."
Seeing Kitty's questioning glance she answered the unspoken question, "He's fine, just a few bruises."
"And my dad?"
"That gruff man with brown hair?" she nodded, "Barely a scratch on him, if I didn't know better I'd say he was a fighting master."
Kitty giggled, her dad had been 'King of the Cage' for several years before he met her mom, "Something like that."
She tugged Kurt from his seat, "C'mon." He followed quite willingly outside to find Raven and Logan being questioned by a few police officers. Raven had tears coursing down her cheeks as she struggled to keep the words coming.
"Mom!" her head snapped up and she left out a chocked sob of relief. Kurt flew into her arms and they clung to each other like life lines.
Kurt let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. "Thank God you're alright." He heard his mom whisper as she stroked his hair.
Kitty did similar with her dad, before firmly slapping his chest, "Never do that again."
He chuckled and wrapped an arm around her before turning to the police. "I think that's everything."
They nodded, "One more thing, uh Ms. Darkholme."
"Yes?" she looked up, still keeping Kurt close to her.
"If you send the divorce papers to the station we will be sure Mr. Dianago signs them."
She smiled gratefully, "Thank you."
"You're quite welcome; now, do you and your son have a place to stay until your house has been repaired? We need to know where if we have to contact you."
"They'll be staying with us." Ororo and Marie entered the yard.
"Wonderful, if you could just us the information, we'll be on our way."
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Kitty turned in her bed, who knew this would ever happen?
Kurt was currently fast asleep in a sleeping bag on her floor while his mother took the guest room. She never thought her father would ever let her sleep in the same room as a boy, never mind suggest it!
She sighed; if she kept moving around she would wake Kurt.
"You okay Katzchen?" she jumped and turned to see Kurt leaning against one arm, staring at her intently. "If me being here makes you uncomfortable I can always curl up on the couch."
"No! No, it's not that I'm just a little...confused I guess. My mind won't be quiet." He chuckled quietly and stood.
"Scoot over." She moved to the side and Kurt lay on the bed next to her. "Want to talk about it?" she sighed and curled close to him.
They spent the rest of the night chatting and by the time Ororo and Raven poked their heads in to check on them in the morning, they were curled together, fast asleep.
The two women shared a knowing look and left, "I owe Logan twenty bucks and Evan owes Marie twenty-five." Ororo thought out loud.
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Marie paged through a 'Beauty and the Beast' script, occasionally stopping and marking something down.
She looked up when she heard footsteps and grinned when she saw Kurt, dressed in black sweatpants, but nothing else.
Kurt and his mother had been living with them for a week now, and everyone was already used to seeing each other in different states of undress. For example, Kurt slept shirtless and Kitty slept in a baggy t-shirt she wore like a mini dress.
"Morning Blue."
He yawned but waved and stretched his arms above his head, "Mornin' 'Ri."
She rolled her eyes, "You should try sleeping in once in a while."
He snorted, "With my metabolism, yeah right." He yawned again and poured himself a bowl of cereal before sitting across from her.
"What're you reading?"
"I'm going to be directing the school play and I'm trying to figure out which one to do."
"What are your choices?"
"Well, I want to do a romance, and the drama teacher really wants to do a classic fairy tale so I have Beauty and the Beast," she held up the script, "Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella and Snow White."
"Do Beauty and the Beast, that way you'll guarantee that guys will try out. No self respecting male would play the part of some perfect, gel haired prince."
She laughed, "Thanks."
He shrugged, "No problem." She gathered up her scripts as Kurt put his bowl in the dishwasher.
He ran a hand through his dark hair, which in most lights looked indigo and headed back up the stairs, following Marie.
He stepped out of the way as his mother, Logan and Ororo hurried by him on their ways to work. While they didn't have to go to school on Saturdays, the three adults had jobs that took up their time.
"Don't blow up the house!" Raven called behind her and Kurt chuckled before tapping on the door to Kitty's, and for the time being his, room.
"You can come in!" he heard her call. The knocking had been established to avoid embarrassing situations.
He stepped in, stifling yet another yawn, to find Kitty sprawled out on her bed, still in pyjamas and grinning at him. "You know, I could grow to enjoy seeing you without a shirt on."
He chuckled at her teasing and dropped down next to her. "So, what are we doing today?" she shrugged.
"We could keep doing this."
Kurt sighed, "Mind if I fall asleep?"
She smiled slightly, "Be my guest." He grinned and closed his eyes. In about five minutes he was fast asleep. Kitty giggled and pushed his hair from his face.
She laid next to him, coming close to falling asleep herself when Marie came in. "Hey, you're awake, good."
Kitty glared at her, "I was close to sleeping and you woke me up, for shame."
The Goth shrugged and nudged Kurt, "Wakey, wakey, Blue."
He groaned and turned away from her. "Nein." Marie rolled her eyes and hit him with one of the three scripts in her hands. He growled, "Ich will nicht aufwachen, gehen Sie weg." (I don't want to wake up, go away.)
The two girls stared at him blankly, "Uh…what?"
Kurt opened his eyes, "What did you just say?" Kitty questioned and Kurt stared at her blankly before he chuckled in an embarrassed way.
"Oops."
Marie grinned, "You going to tell us why you were speaking gibberish."
"I wasn't speaking gibberish, I was speaking German…remember, I told you German was my first language."
He turned to Kitty, "Oh, right!"
He grinned at Marie, "Sometimes when I'm tired or something I speak German or my accent slips out." He shrugged, "Now, you have so rudely awakened me for some reason, what is it?"
She grinned and handed each of them a script. "I want each of you to try out for the play." They stared at the scripts like they would blow up.
"Please tell me you're joking." Kitty looked a little sick.
Marie shook her head, "Nope. I've heard you both sing, and you're really good. Please? Just to support me?" she batted her eyes and they both caved.
"Fine."
"Yes!" she hugged them both, "Kitty I want you to try out for Belle and Kurt, you have to try out for Beast." They both sighed. "And, I want to go through the script a few times, just to hear how it sounds." They both groaned but flipped them open, knowing they wouldn't get out of it.
Just when they were about to start, the doorbell rang. "Hey, where are you guys?" Evan's voice echoed up the stairs.
"Kit's room!" Marie called back.
Kurt and Kitty shared a look before leaving the bed to pull on a shirt and shorts respectively.
They'd just climbed back onto the bed when Evan walked in.
He grinned, "Hey, so what are we doing?"
Marie smirked and thrust a script into his hands and sitting him down, "We're running lines for my play and you are playing Gaston." The two on the bed stifled laughs at Evan's expression.
"Say what?" that got them and they held onto each other as they laughed.
Marie's smirk widened, "Yep, you even get to flirt with Kitty!" that statement sent Kurt off the bed he was laughing so hard.
After the two teens had calmed down some, they started reading through the script. Evan spoke in monotone, like he was reading from a textbook, Kurt and Kitty performed magnificently.
Marie nearly let her jaw drop when they came to the final love scene. Her sister and friend were in complete character as they spoke the 'I love you' lines and such. Evan and Marie wondered, seeing the look in both their eyes, how much of it was actually acting.
~Must hook them up. ~ Marie decided.
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Kitty sighed, staring at her computer screen. Currently, she was in English class, but she'd finished her project days ago and was now bored out of her skull.
Nightcrawler848 requests a conversation.
The message appeared on her screen with a quiet 'ping' and she quickly turned off the sound. She grinned when she recognized the pen name. She quickly clicked 'Accept'.
Shadowcat23 has entered chat.
Shadowcat23: Hey Kurt, aren't you supposed to be in class?
Nightcrawler848: Free period, I'm in the library.
Shadowcat23: That explains it. I'm in English. (yawn)
Nightcrawler848: lol so I have a question.
Shadowcat23: Shoot
Nightcrawler848: Have you seen the posters for the dance next week?
Shadowcat23: Yep, you going?
Nightcrawler848: Maybe…you have a date yet?
Shadowcat23: No. A couple of guys have asked me, but I turned them down.
Nightcrawler848: Why?
Shadowcat23: (shrugs) I don't think I'd have fun with any of them. What about you, Mr. Hot Shot, I've seen about a million girls vying for your attention, going to ask one of them?
Nightcrawler848: (gags) Don't you know me at all? (smirk) Those girls are way to fake for me. It's like a million Amandas! (shudders)
Shadowcat23: lol, you're right, sorry.
Nightcrawler848: No problem…hey I have another question.
Shadowcat23: I like this game! Type away my German friend.
Nightcrawler848; Ha, ha, but my question is this: Would you like to go to the dance with me?
Kitty stared at the screen, reading, and then rereading the message several times. She felt an elated grin come to her face but quickly hid it from the teacher.
Shadowcat23: Really?
Nightcrawler848: Of course, unless you know of another girl with long brown hair, aqua eyes, is fun and sweet, is an amazing dancer and lets me call her Katzchen!
Shadowcat23: (happy smile and blush) Thanks Blue, you're sweet…and I'd LOVE to.
Nightcrawler848: It won't be weird?
Shaodwcat23: (shakes head) course not.
Nightcrawler848: (grin) great. I'll pick you up at six to leave.
Shadowcat23: Awesome. Oh, gotta go, the teachers coming over! See ya at lunch!
Nightcrawler848: Since when have I EVER skipped Lunch?
Shadowcat23: lol
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Ngihtcrawler848 has left the chat.
Kurt sat back in his seat with a grin; he was taking Kitty to the dance.
~I'm either insane, or head over heels in love with her. ~
He thought for a minute. ~Mixture of the two I'm sure. ~
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[1] Technology hates me, I've left too many devices I care to count on planes and I once put my cell phone through the wash. I had to get a new one after that one was fried. Lucky me.
[2] Reference to the upside down kiss in Spider-Man. You know the one.
[3] The fleeting kiss is like my Kurtty signature, if you haven't seen it in my other stories, chances are you will eventually.
A/N: This was my favourite chapter to write. I really love the computer chat. Let me know what you think!