Greetings!~
Hey all! Sorry 'bout the lateness with this update…a small case of writer's block, plus the anticipation of exams ending sidetracked me =) But now its up, my exams are over with, and hopefully I'll update much sooner =) Hope you like the chapter…thanx to all who reviewed! I love to hear comments…keep 'em comin'! LoL Enjoy!
~Megan
The sun was setting, as were Kitty's hopes of finding Kurt that day. She had been told of the Professor's suggestion to leave Kurt be, and promptly rejected it. She did, however, agree with the Professor when it came to the subject of Kurt's whereabouts. There was no way the elf would go off the grounds. So, Kitty had, after much internal arguing, decided to go looking for the fuzz boy, with the pretense that she was off to explore the property, which was actually true. In her entire stay at the Institute, she had never fully investigated its holdings. And so she did…for three hours. She was beginning to lose hope when she stumbled into the hidden lake…literally…
Splash! "Ooooff!" Kitty, luckily, fell into a relatively shallow section, but was not spared from becoming completely drenched.
"Ewww! This is like so gross!" She stated as she removed a number of slimy twigs from her tussled hair. She screamed in surprise as a frog jumped into her lap and scrambled from the pond. As she held out her arms in an effort to allow the water to drip off, she heard a snicker behind her. Angrily, she whipped around, intent on screaming at the person…or at least giving them the same wonderful experience…
As she turned, her glaring eyes fell upon the same blue elf she had spent the majority of her afternoon searching for, and instantly softened. It was the first time she had heard him laugh in so long, that she hardly minded that it was at her expense.
"What?" She asked in mock anger, thankful to see some of the spark, be it momentarily, returning to his eyes.
"Have a nice baz? Keetty, you look like a vet rat…not very becoming…" The elf answered, eyes still dancing, partially forgetting the pained look that had plagued them for so long.
Annoyed, Kitty decided to play his game. Spying a lone, fat frog sitting near her shoe, she inconspicuously stepped over and, using her foot as a catapult, launched the amphibian onto her teammate. It missed her target, his head, but, with a soft plop, landed on his shorts. Glancing down at his new "pet," Kurt proceeded to shriek and stand up, violently hitting the poor creature away from him. Kurt then, revenge in mind, ported over, behind Kitty, wrapped his arms around her, ported about ten feet above the deeper area of the pond, released his hold and ported back to the rock. That is where Kitty found him, sitting smugly, when she resurfaced, wetter and more furious than before. She hid her feelings well though, as she pulled her self from the water, tugging on her soaked hair. She smiled at Kurt.
"Okay, you like totally beat me. Truce?" Still standing on the edge of the water, she held out her hand in apparent peace. Kurt, walked over haughtily, looking at her with a somewhat condescending air about him.
"Yez, I knew zat you vould come to your senses. I just cannot be beat," he said as he reached out his hand to accept hers. She however, quickly phased through him, turned around and pushed him, hard, down into the murky water.
Kurt's appearance after he emerged resembled that of a blue, wet dog. Dripping from all over his body, he walked over to a now rolling on the ground laughing Kitty and shook, in the manner of a dog.
"Hey! Not fair!" Kitty exclaimed as she attempted to block the spray, quite unsuccessfully. Kurt, after he was finished, sat down, back against the rock, gazing thoughtfully at the now almost nonexistent sun. His eyes once again took on the pained expression they had held for so long. Kitty sat down next to him, gazing at his face, rather than the diminishing sun. She pondered for a moment, trying to decide the best way to approach what she so desperately wanted to ask…
"Kurt…I know something's wrong…it has been ever since you came out of the medical ward…what is it?" Kitty watched as Kurt's head sank down. He was having an internal debate on whether to tell her or not, and if so, how much. Finally, he decided to reveal a portion of what he was feeling…he needed to…
"It'z just so hard. Vhat I've been zrough…" He suddenly changed his mind…He couldn't tell her this! She couldn't help him, why burden her with something she probably wouldn't even comprehend?
"Never mind…you vouldn't understand…" Kurt got up to leave, but Kitty's voice checked him.
"I wouldn't understand what? I wouldn't understand the pain of being a mutant? I wouldn't know what it feels like to feel afraid and alone? That nobody is there for me? Believe me Kurt, I know what that feels like…" To Kitty's statement, Kurt merely shook his head.
"Nein, you have no idea. Look at you! You look completely normal! You don't have zis!" Kurt tugged on his fur angrily, tearing some out, but not caring, "You don't know vhat it feels like to be feared. To have people run ze other vay vhen zey see your face! To have muzzers shield their children from "ze demon!" Vhat it feels like to have to hide, afraid for your life, from people vho vant to kill you, or vorse, study you! To, for most of your life, never know vho your real parents are!…and to find out zat your muzzer is your vorst enemy… You'll never know…" And with that, he ported away.
"Yeah, that, like, went exactly how I planned." She muttered to herself as she brushed a stray strand of damp hair from her eyes.
Ororo entered the mansion very late and very annoyed. The Professor met her in the hallway.
"Did you learn anything from Mystique?" He questioned, but she shook her head negatively.
"I wasn't even allowed into her office. I was told to wait. I did, for a number of hours. When I finally went to her secretary to ask to see Mystique again, the secretary replied that her employer had left for the day, and showed surprise that I did not see her exit." Ororo looked at Professor Xavier, "She must know something she doesn't want us to."
"Indeed, her behavior does suggest something of that nature but-" His response was cut short by the sound of breaking glass.
The two hurried over to the source, a window of the rec room, which was situated on the front of the mansion, was broken, apparently by a rock. Upon closer examination, a small piece of paper was found tied to the intruder.
On it, a message was scrawled…
"Stop asking questions,"
How'd ya guys like? I thought I'd give it some more uh, what's the word…depth? Oh well, just tell me what ya think…I luv to hear it!