One Thousand Paper Cranes -------------Chapter # 3







"Alright class have that report on my desk Monday morning, no excuses!" The Teacher said as the students in the room filed out.

The Teacher watched them go then, turned to start marking some tests. She looked at the back of the class to see that one of her students was still there .

"Scott?" She asked walking over to him "Scott,?" She taped the boy on the arm.

"Wha......huh.., oh..Mrs. Brady...I...um...." Scott's cheeks turned red.

"It's ok Honey/" the Teacher smiled kindly at him " I know it must be tough for you right now, but you got to try to keep focused Ok Scott?"

"Yes Mrs. Brady," Scott said.

"Good now copy the work off the board and I'll get you Kurt's homework."



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Scott trudged down the lane to the parking lot, carrying his book bag over his shoulder, and keeping his eyes down.

The last thing he wanted to do was call attention to himself, he was almost to his car when.

"Hey Summers!" A loud voice called out to him, Scott groaned inwardly and turned to meet the smug smile of Duncan Mathews.

"What?" He asked sharply.

"Hey take it easy Shades" Duncan continued in his overly friendly manner. "I just heard the bad news that's all" he put his hand to his chest in mock pity . "It's a shame about that foreign kid getting cancer ".

Scott clenched his teeth he would not loose his cool over Duncan's rudness.

"His name is Kurt," Scott said evenly

"Ya, Kurt that's it" Duncan said nonchalantly " Ah real shame I mean he's pretty young to die and all"

Scott lunged at him with the advantage of surprise he had Duncan on his back in a heartbeat.

"Listen up you arrogant piece of filth" Scott fumed "My friend isn't dead yet, and don't you dare

talk about him like he was , understand!!!!!!!!!"

Scott shoved Duncan out of his way and with tires screeching , tore out of the school yard .



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The sun was setting when Scott finally decided to go home, he'd been driving around aimlessly and it wasn't doing much good, since Kurt had gone into the hospital on Monday things had been completely topsy turvy.

Kurt had been diagnosed with cancer, though what kind they still weren't sure. The tests would be back soon then they would know , know if..if Kurt was going to live or die.

"No" Scott told himself "Kurt will live "

He yawned before turning down the winding road that lead to the mansion. The past week had been hectic for them all, the Professor was constantly on the phone with Moira , the doctor treating Kurt , Scott and the others were doing their best to make Kurt comfortable and happy.

"Hmmm" Scott smiled looking up at a window in the mansion, the light still on.

Kurt had thankfully been allowed to come home after a few days, he was still under strict orders to stay in bed , but that didn't seem to bother Kurt too badly , he was delighted to be back home with the others.



Parking the car, Scott went inside and up to Kurt's room, he found the little blue mutant lying in bed reading a book.

"Hey" Scott said said walking in , he sat down beside Kurt and handed him a few sheets of paper. "I got you a gift , straight from Mrs. Brady's History class"

"Gasp, Oh goodie!" Kurt laughed quietly. "Vhat is it dis time. The Russian revolution, world war one?"

Scott enjoyed Kurt's enthusiasm, "Hmmmm" he looked at the paper "well look at that , you get to write a report on the Boston Tea Party, Lucky Duck!!!" Scott laughed

"God!!"Kurt giggled "Here I am dying and they still make me do homework.....I"

Kurt and Scott suddenly sobered at the possible truth behind the words.

"Mein Fruiend?" Kurt whispered

"Ya?" Scott said looking into his eyes

"Don't vorry about me , with dese good looks and charm, I can vin any battle " Kurt laughed agin but the sound was forced, and Scott could see the fear shining in his eyes.

"I'm sure you will " Scott answered him

"Ja, but night now, it's time for bed " Kurt snuggled under his sheets "night Scott"

"Goodnight Kurt " Scott said turning out the light .

"NIEN!!" Kurt cried "I keep the light on, please Scott."

"OH....sure .." Scott turned the light on and made his way out the door .



Scott stared down at his feet while making his way to his room. He was so lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice Logan until he collided with him.

"Logan...I...I.." Scott stammered staring at him in wide eyed amazement. Logan placed a large hand on Scott's shoulder and squeezed it gently.

"I know kid, I know" he patted Scott's shoulder then continued on his way.



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It was a miserable rainy day next morning , and Kurt found that the time went by at a sluggish pace , as he was not allowed to leave his bed.

He'd gone through all the channels at least 4 times , there was nothing to watch, he didn't feel light reading.

Kurt glance at the door when he heard someone going by.

"Storm" he called out to her , She came to his side quickly

"Is something the matter Kurt?" She gazed down tenderly at the small boy.

"Ja , I'm bored"

Storm chuckled "I know it must seem so for you young one, why don't you do something you enjoy, like reading or drawing "

"Or watching TV?" Kurt grinned

" I think you do enough of that already" Storm scolded gently .

Ja, I guess so" He fiddled with the bed sheets a moment before returning his gaze to Storm.

"Storm?" Kurt asked "what do you do when you get bored "

"I seldom have a chance to be bored little one , but when I'm bored , I write stories"

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Or a poem or even a journal about my day" She continued .

Kurt laughed " Could you imagine that ,ha ha Kurt's journal day one: Today I stared at the ceiling for two hours before before deciding to start counting my toes.....PS. The counting vent very quickly as I discovered I only have four"

Storm laughed despite herself , Kurt certainly hadn't lost his sense of humor.

"Ha ha ha Storm can I have a pen and some paper ?" Kurt asked .

"Of Course" She returned a few minutes later with a fine black pen and a book.

"Here Kurt, this is a journal you can write in this "

"Thank's Storm!" He exclaimed "It's beautiful!"

Storm gave him a kiss on the forehead and left him with his book.







Kurt smiled as he opened the book to the first page, "hmmm, vhat to vite?" he thought

"I could vite the book "101 vays for Scott to pretend he's cool," Kurt laughed at the idea, "Or how to spot the best vig for you" he stifled another giggle. "Or "Cat fancy" He roared with laughter "If Kitty found out , I'd be a dead man"

Kurt stopped laughing , realizing what he said, he closed his eyes and felt the steady throbbing in the back of his head " If I'm not already"

His brow furrowed with a sudden determination, picking up his pen, any traces of humor were gone as he began to write in the small book, instead there was a look of conviction in his eyes as the first few lines were scrolled.





To be continued................