I do not own X Men Evolution or any of its characters, nor do I profit from these writings.
Angel met the team at the park. It was heavily wooded and was mountainous so the mutant would have no trouble hiding. Angel surveyed from the air as the rest of them took the ground in the hopes that tonight would be the night they found him. As he scoured from above he could find few trace of the mutant anywhere.
An hour into their search, Rahne found scorch marks and fresh smoldering logs that told them they were on the right path.
Kitty had taken the group's right flank when a fire ball shot out in front of her burning her arm in its wake. She phased, but was too late. Instantly the rest of the group spread out and headed in the direction of the attack. Kitty moved forward with rest. She came up with the last few to the edge of a clearing and in the center stood a young man probably closer to Scott's age if anyone; he stood straight with his eyes closed. He looked as if he were trying to concentrate on something when he held his hand out and shot a fire ball at some target, but she couldn't quite tell what he was aiming for.
Everyone looked to Logan as he signaled Kitty to go out first. If anyone could get his attention without getting hurt, it was her. If he shot at her, she could phase and being that the Half Pint didn't look half bad, she could probably keep his attention.
Kitty nodded as she walked forward. She walked around him so that when he looked at her he would face away from her team mates. She got within a few yards of him and sat on a rock. If anything observing what he could do would better her ability to talk to him. She watched as he took another deep breath and shot once more, this time up at a tree top. "Impressive," she stated softly.
The boy wheeled around to find a petite girl in a strange outfit sitting near him. He wouldn't turn in her direction and he wouldn't look her in the eye, but looked instead to the ground near her feet.
"My name is Kitty. What's yours," she tried to keep her cool as she spoke to the boy, hoping he would open up some.
"Neal," he answered shortly. "What are you doing here?"
"I just came to see what was going on. You see, I'm kind of like you," she got up and started walking forward, "I'm a mutant as well. We all are," her hand gestured to her team mates as they came out from hiding in the bush. She could saw him tense at the sight of the others so she signaled for them to stay where they were. "It's okay, we just wanna help you. I remember when my powers first started up and I was totally freaked, ya know? But I go to a school where we can help you learn how to control your powers." She took a few steps forward as she spoke.
"Stay back," he warned in a firm voice. "I'm not safe to be around. I don't know if I can control it." He eyed the burned through hole in her sleeve and winced. He had done that, he knew it, he couldn't be trusted around anyone.
"It's okay, that why I'm out here. You can't hurt me," she saw him raise an eyebrow in the moonlight and looked to her sleeve once more. "That was an accident and with mutants accidents happen. It's like totally a part of the learning process, believe me. Whenever I have a nightmare, I phase right through the bed with my sheets and everything; it's like totally embarrassing ya know."
"That's your power? Show me," he needed proof.
"Okay, that rock," she moved back to the boulder she had been sitting on and walked straight through it and right back. "See, trust me a little me now?" She held out one hand to him. He refused to accept it , but nodded as he took a less defensive stance.
She smiled at him and put her hand down. She was happy he had accepted the invitation. This was part of what being an X Man was all about: helping those who needed it, human and mutant alike. This gave her some meaning and she gladly accepted the good and the bad that went with it. She signaled for her team mates to come forward once more.
"Neal, these are my team mates. The tall scary lookin' one is Wolverine and that wolf beside him is Wolfsbane. That blue fuzzy elf is Nightcrawler and there on end are Rogue and Ice Man. I'm Shadow Cat. I feel like I'm forgetting-, Oh yeah," she pointed up as Angel landed nearby, "that's Angel."
As he surveyed the sight before him half of him wanted to run, while the other half wanted to stay. "Interesting crowd you hang out with," Neal stated sarcastically. "I'm Neal, Neal Shaara."
Kurt was happy to be done with this and go back to the hotel. He had been apprehensive when Kitty was sent out first, but reminded himself that though she looked fragile, could hold her own out in the field. As they left the wooded trail for the gravel parking lot Logan told him to take Neal with them until they could get them all back to the Institute. Kurt was told to also take Bobby with them to keep an eye on the fire starter. 'Great, more people in our room and here I was looking forward to spending time with Keety.' When they pulled up, Kurt teleported them upstairs to the room; it was official, he was exhausted.
Kitty was sure that she shouldn't have been surprised to find her cousin Abbie laying in wait or rather sleeping in wait when they turned on the lights. Kitty waited patiently on the bed as Kurt got the first aid kit. She smiled as she realized how routine this was. She thought back to how embarrassed she had first been when Kurt was told to take care of her after she'd had an accident in the field leaving her with a series of cuts along her back. She remembered now that he had seen her shirtless before they had started 'going out.' Her eyes went wide with realization, first that it must have been so hard…difficult for him to see her like that and second, that she had not minded all that much.
She took off her shirt as Kurt handed her a towel and instructed Neal in how to treat burns, something he was sure would come in handy later. Kurt saw Kitty becoming impatient. He knew she was tired, but kissed her to help stay patient just a little while longer. Kurt laughed as Kitty passed out right after Neal finished putting the bandage around her right arm to hold the gauze in place. Typical of his Katzchen.
Abbie had watched all this with wrapped fascination; not of the wound nor of Kurt's uniform, but of the boy they had brought back with them. He had black hair and stunning brown eyes, couldn't have been older than 19. He looked Indian and wore clothes that were slightly charred here and there, but otherwise looked normal. She had been worried though when her cousin showed up with a burn through one sleeve.
All of them passed out that night with Kurt and Kitty laying together at the top of the bed and the rest spread out among the king sized trappings.
Kitty awoke the next morning sore at her arm, but otherwise okay. She nudged Kurt and woke him so that they might sneak off to the shower together. They left the others sleeping on the bed and went off to enjoy their favorite type of sex: 'good morning' sex. It was all the others could do to ignore the tell signs even though Kitty kept it down more than usual.
Kurt helped Kitty since her arm was swollen and slightly sore. He kissed her at the shoulder just above where there burn started, wishing he could simply make it go away. He hadn't realized when he had started licking around the wound, placing kisses here and there along the way. He looked Kitty and saw her blushing or maybe it was still the afterglow of sex he wasn't sure, but he place one last kiss on her arm and went to washing his fur.
Neal and Abbie were awoken, by a loud banging at the door. Neal took one look and making sure everyone was dressed so went to open it. He was surprised when someone on the other side apparently had the key and opened it. An older woman with hair past her shoulder and what looked to be her husband entered the room.
"Kitty, Kitty are you here," her father called. He looked to the bathroom as she came out in jeans and a tank with Kurt behind her wearing pants, but no shirt. He looked to his daughter and took in the bandage that traveled from her shoulder to half way to her elbow. "What happened to you," his voice rose in pitch with shock.
Kitty was sure she was in for it now. She looked at her father whose face read both relief from fear, but also anger. "Um…there was an accident while me and the team were out last night…and I…kinda got burned, but it wasn't like it was anybody's fault," she launched into her justifications seeing her father jump to his conclusions. "It just kinda happened ya know."
Her father was in total protective and sheltering mode and he was no longer processing an even capable young woman standing in front of him, but instead saw only his little girl who had gone out on some god forsaken quest and come back horribly inured. Her mother on the other hand understood well enough.
One argument and a hasty getaway later, found Abbie, Neal, Kurt and Kitty at a nearby diner eating fast food breakfast. Neal watched the group around him. Kurt's appearance still kind of wierded him out, but he was growing on him. Kitty seemed to be happiest when she was with him, but they were so different as he observed Kurt consume enough for two grown lumber jacks and Kitty eat her smaller portions. Bobby appeared to follow the same principles as Kurt: that nothing other than ham, bacon, beef, eggs and cereal existed before twelve noon. He was currently sharing a large plate with Abbie since neither was terribly hungry. 'She's so beautiful,' he thought, 'those intense brown-hazel eyes and that cute short hair. She has those pixie ears and perfect lips.' He noticed that Abbie blushed under his intense gaze.
"Um…Neal, I think you're melting your fork," Abbie giggled.
"Oh God," he was shocked and embarrassed as he threw the utensil under the table and had to ask for a new one. How much more strange could all this get. "Um…I'm sorry. I was just thinking and I'm still getting used to the whole thing with controlling the emotions ya know?"
"Kind of, or at least I'm starting to understand it."
Breakfast went off without a hitch and soon the group was sure they could return to the hotel without having to face Kitty's father. They were certain of only one thing at this point, that man was a veritable storm of worry and impeding limitations, which was understandable. It was his only daughter they were talking about, but the man had looked like he was going to have an aneurism that morning.
Shortly after returning to the hotel, Bobby and Neal went with Abbie to give Kurt and Kitty some time alone.
Kurt was currently in a situation that had he foreseen, he would have avoided. He was currently shirtless, pants still on with an aggressive, yet seductive looking Kitty straddling his hips. She had tied his hands together at the wrist, which were now attached to the headboard, much to his dismay and he wished to do nothing more than reach out, pin her down and ravage her within an inch of her sanity. 'This is not what I had in mind I asked for time alone' he thought. He was going insane already so when she leaned down and purred in his ear, he was certain he about to come just from how sexy she sounded. "Schatz, why do insist on torturing me? These is cruel and unusual," he chided.
She giggled as she sat up and took her shirt off. Kurt began growling insistently against his bonds. She stroked his fur and was reminded of how just weeks ago she had been doing this same thing, except then it was an act of comfort and now it served another, less innocent purpose. She raked her fingers through this time using her nails which gained her very light yet audible moans. She massaged his ears between her fingers and kissed him deeply as she took in his scent, his sound; he was so sexy, yet she was convinced she would take her time and drive him insane first. 'Why didn't I try this before?'
She pressed herself flush against him so that she could feel his fur against her stomach and chest. She leaned up again only to rid herself of her pants. Still faintly visible was the bruise around her ankle from one of last week's escapades and she smiled at the thought, but mingled in also were bruises from last night. Her knees had been scraped up on the mountainous terrain, but didn't really bother her; she was too busy having fun.
She was brought back to reality by Kurt clearing his throat. "It's not that I don't like to see you in nothing, but your underwear, but I'm in a leetle bit of an uncomfortable situation here," he begged. She smiled coyly and purred in his ear once more before divesting herself of even her underwear. She worked her way down his body, nuzzling her face here and there.
Kurt was going to have to get her back for this. As she nuzzled him on her way down to his pants she purred and rather loudly, sending the vibrations buzzing through his body.
She stopped when she reached his groin. She hastily remove his pant and tore the boxers right off him, ripping a straight line from bottom to top.
She licked one long line along the underside of his phallus and then took him into her mouth, but slowly, just so she could savor the faces he made for her. She purred, but only lightly at the back of her throat. She had to hold his hips as he tried to buck them up. She left her ministrations for a second and took her hair down and flipping back behind her. Straddling his hips once more she sat herself onto him and took almost no time to start a rhythm with her hips, moving them in small circles. His legs came up behind her slightly so she leaned back against them slightly for some support. Her hair started getting in the way and when she came she threw her back and made a face like she meant to roar or scream, but instead was silent.
As Kurt felt himself come within her he looked up at her and was reminded for a moment of wild horse or lion as she threw her mane back. He was extremely grateful when use of his upper limbs was returned to him as he went to pounce on his Katzchen. "Katzchen, mein Engel," he noticed her blush as he sang her praises, "what did I do to deserve such a gorgeous creature as you?"
She looked up to him and replied with a kiss as she retrieved her bra and underwear a baby blue set today and handed him another pair of boxers. He pulled her onto the bed and was above her in an instant.
"Oh my-. I think we should come back later."
The couple looked over mortified as her Aunt Deena stood with her parents in the doorway.
'Oh God, her father's going to kill me.'
The door was slammed shut and they heard shuffling diminish down the hallways. "Why can't they just knock? That's twice now that we've been walked in on. You never hear about this kind of thing happening to Scott or Jean, do you?"
Kitty ranted while Kurt was sure he was about to have a heart attack. He was self concisous to a great degree about the way he looked and almost no one saw him blue and fuzzy anymore if he could help it outside the mansion. Yet here he was, caught in the act with none other than their little Katherine. She was related to them, so they wouldn't do much to her, but he prayed to God in heaven that they would take mercy on his soul.
Dinner found Kitty sitting with a table full of family members and Kurt sitting with Abbie, Neal, Bobby and Abbie's mother. The woman was nice enough and all things considered had no qualms about Kitty being a mutant, though sitting in a room full of them was certainly a new experience. When her daughter had brought down the new kid and Bobby things were…eccentric? Neal had set the sheets on fire while talking with Abbie. He had blushed profusely with embarrassment as Bobby had put it out leaving a small black line of singed bed sheet behind.
Now it was Kitty's turn to be embarrassed. Her father had truly envisioned her as a virgin until his darkest nightmares were realized that afternoon. Her mother tried to calm him, but it just wasn't happening. Her Aunt and Uncle exchanged looks every once in a while as she answered their questions as best she could without divulging too much information about her sex life. She was honest enough though which wasn't all that hard as long as she looked at her aunt instead of her father. Her aunt was understanding in almost all things, which had been demonstrated on the evening she had come out, but talking about what you are and what you do in bed with your mutant boyfriend weren't really the same thing.
"Does it ever feel strange…I mean the whole fur thing," she asked.
"Nope," she stated, "It actually feels a lot like fine velvet and beneath that he's very trim. Almost not an ounce of fat on him," she stated with pride.
"Do those teeth ever get in the way of kissing," her cousin Sarah, from her father's side came up to her when she had overheard.
Kitty looked at her incredulously for a second, but replied "No, well at first it took some getting used to since they're pretty sharp, but they're actually quite nice when he goes to leave a love bite ya know." Her family, at least the females between the ages of 15 to 25, all seemed fascinated and were now gathered for 'girl talk.'
"Oh my gosh that sounds so amazing, I wish my boyfriend could do that," her cousin Denise stated.
All of a sudden they were talking about boys and Kitty's father had to get up and relocate with all the other parents (mostly fathers) that simply wished not to hear what their girls were saying.
"Is he fury everywhere," her cousin Katlyn asked.
"No and that's all I'm saying about that," Kitty stated shortly.
"What about the tail, does it ever get in the way," this time it was a distant cousin from her mother's side.
"No it's actually quite useful at times. When his hands are…otherwise indisposed he can use his tail like an extra hand. Back at home when we're just spending time together he sometimes hangs from the chandelier in his room by his feet and can hold a bowl of popcorn with his tail."
"I wonder if it's difficult to eat when you're hanging upside down like that?"
"Can we see?"
"I don't know. Kurt's pretty sensitive about stuff like that, it's all about what he's comfortable with. He may actually be pretty annoyed with me considering he can hear what I'm saying," she stated then just below an audible whisper, "isn't that right fuzzy?"
Kurt walked over and smiled mischievously at her. "You're right Katzchen, but let's see what you're sensitive about in front of your family as well, ja?" He set down the drink he held in his tail and both the plates he was eating from as he shot a devilish grin at her.
"So tell us Kurt, what kinds of noises our little Kitty makes in bed," Katlyn asked.
"Oh you wouldn't believe. She's usually very vocal in some way or another, but I must say that it is most seductive when she purrs," he looked at her to see her blush. He caught one of her hands in his and though he wore the hologram, she could see the elfish delight beneath. He kissed her hand lightly and looked at her.
"Really, cause you see my favorite noise that you make is when you growl." She smiled and looked at him in the fair light of the restaurant as he made a light purring at the back of his throat. She giggled at his antics; 'so much for embarrassing me.'
"Oh my god you guys just complement each other so well. I wish my boyfriend was so open with me, I can hardly get him to communicate at all."
"Tie him to a bed and don't give what he wants, until you get what you want," Kurt replied.
The girls squeeled and laughed as they continued to talk about their own boyfriends and the things they did behind closed doors. With parents and relatives around though, nothing ever got too graphic.
"What was that?"
"Oh I was just asking if Kurt was your first time?"
Kitty blushed deep scarlet in her cheeks as the thoughts and memories flooded back to her. "Yes"
Her cousin 'aww'ed them and stated their congratulations. "So what was it like? Any details?"
Kurt spoke this time looking only into Kitty's eyes. "Terrifying. Scary. I was sure that it would ruin our friendship. She never told me she was unberϋhrt, so when I asked her and she said 'yes' I thought my fur was going to fall out. The morning after, I woke up and was holding this goddess in my arms and I was too panicked to appreciate the gift she had given me, but when, despite what I tried to make her realize, she insisted she still wanted to be with me, I was the happiest man in the world."
"Kurt, I never realized I had made you worry about me. I'm sorry," Kitty pleaded lightly.
"Schatz, mein Katzchen, I will always worry about what being with me will do to you, but I will worry more if you're unhappy, so as long as you want me, I'm here for you." He brought one hand up to the side of her face, the rest of the world seemingly forgotten to them as everyone watched on in wrapped amazement at what the two shared. Kitty purred lightly into his palm as his tail started to sweep about in agitation and he replied with a soft purr of his own.
Kurt's hand moved to her shoulder when she pulled back suddenly. Lost in the moment he had forgotten that that was the shoulder with the burn on it. He looked to her and gazed at her apologetically when her uncle chimed in.
"Kitty does this have anything to do with what you went off to do last night," he looked suspiciously at the bandage that covered much of his niece's arm.
"Sort of-. It's a burn," Kitty replied to her uncle. She was grateful that Neal was out of ear shot and hoped that from his perspective it still looked like girl talk. "It was an accident and those happen sometimes when I go out in the field. These are probably the worst injuries I've ever had so it's really uncommon for me to need medical attention."
"Kitty, why did you put yourself in harm's way, let the rest of them deal with it. This stuff isn't for you-"
She cut off her cousin, "How would you know? This is what makes me happy ya' know. It's like one of the best things about my life, is going out and being a part of my team. And I assume by 'them' you mean the other mutants? Real mutants? The ones who can actually do things. I may not be able to move things with my mind or snap my fingers and set something on fire, but with my powers I can help people. There will always be accidents as long as there are young mutants who need help controlling their powers. I may get thrown about every once in a while, but it's small in comparison to how it makes me feel when I see that there is another mutant that has found a place in the world. Leave it to them huh? What if the Professor hadn't done anything and left it to someone else? Kurt would never have been accepted in mainstream society and neither would I. I would still be learning to control my powers even at the most basic level and Bobby would still be sneezing snowflakes when he got the flu." She looked around and noticed that she had been ranting. "I can't stop being this no more than I can stop being a mutant. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go." She grabbed Kurt's hand and they phased through the tables on their way to the door.
unberuhrt - untouched
