Mutants 101
..Kurt..
by Michiru
Maybe I haven't had the advantages others have had. I never went to school, the dentist, the doctor. I didn't get to go shopping, or to go eat at any kind of restaurants. Movies were practically unknown except for on television. My parents taught me my studies, they made sure I always brushed and flossed my teeth. My mother gave me my haircuts, and my father gave me the best check ups available.
But I really don't think I was at a disadvantage, either. I always knew my parents weren't my 'real' parents. But they looked after me, and they loved me very much. They had a good big piece of land, so I was able to play outdoors in the fields, by the river, in the trees.
And I think if they weren't my real parents, and Mystique is, there should be a redefining of what makes a parent your 'real' parent.
Finally in the end, they couldn't do anything more for me. There was nothing more they could teach. And they knew I needed to get out among real people. So when the Professor contacted them, they felt it was the best decision.
I miss them terribly, but I'd not give up any of this for the world.
Except maybe cleaning the X-Jet…
Finding out that one of my friends has the same birthday as I do was incredible. Too bad she didn't think so. Rogue and I usually get along. She gets along with Scott and me the best. She has troubles with the girls a lot., but I think she still likes them… I think… I don't know.
I like everyone. I like to spend time with my friends and do all the things that I never got a chance to do before. I love to have fun, I love to party. Scott thinks I'm too clownish. Well, I think he's too serious. I guess we're good for each other.
Scott had a great idea for the party everyone's planning for me. Making it a double party, but for Rogue, it'll be a surprise. I don't mind. I don't need the limelight to have fun. I don't mind sharing with her.
Some of them might wonder why I didn't say anything at first.
I just didn't want to make a production of it.
So, you might ask, why did I tell?
Easy. I was just so excited about it I had to!
So, even though I'm a bit down about Rogue being down on it, I'm a bit happier because of the party.
"Hey, Kurt," I hear someone call my name. I look over to see Duncan at my locker. Now THAT is something that's perking my curiosity. Duncan… a mutant…
"Duncan," I head over.
"What was it you called me?" he asks me quietly, coming forward. His eyes have done that thing again. They're vivid blue, and look like the eyes of a cat.
"A mutant," I tell him, staring. I've never seen eyes like that before. "It means you have what they call an X gene. It causes a mutation, but nobody knows what that will be until it manifests itself," I tell him urgently.
"A mutant," he says, sounding faraway.
"Ja," I nod. "What is it that you do?"
"Do?" He gives me this blank look.
"You don't know, do you?" I look at him sympathetically. "You should go visit the professor. He may be able to help you find out."
"So I'm… a freak?" Duncan's face clouds over.
"Nein!" I protest. "You're no more a freak than a guy who can juggle more than three things!"
"I can't juggle at all," Duncan smiles at me.
For some reason, this smile makes my heart beat harder, and a flush comes to my cheeks. "You know what I mean," I tell him softly.
"How do you know so much about this?" He asks me this, his eyes shifting back to normal.
"Because," I start, looking away. "I… I am also a mutant. There are much more mutants in the world now than most people would dream. It's basically the wave of the future," I shrug with a small smile. I find myself liking the look he's giving me. Wondering what he would do if I showed him my true self. I knew that some people were more tolerant, but Duncan had never struck me that way.
"You're like me?" Duncan looks at me, eyes widening.
"Uh uh," I shake my head. "There are so many different types of mutants that there is so exact double. Like Jean…" I stop, horrified.
"Jean's one of these mutants?" he looks at me, slightly curious.
"I think the best for you would be to come home with me and talk to our professor. He could explain things so much better than I could," I nod.
"So I get to follow you home like a lost puppy?" Duncan chuckles softly. The sound of that laugh makes my stomach do a flip. What is wrong with me? I know I've noticed boys before. I don't hide it from myself. But I've never really noticed Duncan. And he's Jean's boyfriend!
"No," I frown at him. I know my eyes are amused, though.
"I'll follow you anywhere you want to take me," his voice has dropped to a huskier tone, that sends a heat through my body.
"Duncan..." I murmur.
He reaches for my cheek, when it hits me. I can't let him touch me! Stepping back with a nervous laugh, I run my fingers through my hair. "We'd better get going, huh?"
Was he going to kiss me? Would I have let him? Right here, in the hall of school? The people were thinning out, but the hall still had people in it! Would I have let him?
I think I would have….
TBC
**Disclaimer**
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
..Kurt..
by Michiru
Maybe I haven't had the advantages others have had. I never went to school, the dentist, the doctor. I didn't get to go shopping, or to go eat at any kind of restaurants. Movies were practically unknown except for on television. My parents taught me my studies, they made sure I always brushed and flossed my teeth. My mother gave me my haircuts, and my father gave me the best check ups available.
But I really don't think I was at a disadvantage, either. I always knew my parents weren't my 'real' parents. But they looked after me, and they loved me very much. They had a good big piece of land, so I was able to play outdoors in the fields, by the river, in the trees.
And I think if they weren't my real parents, and Mystique is, there should be a redefining of what makes a parent your 'real' parent.
Finally in the end, they couldn't do anything more for me. There was nothing more they could teach. And they knew I needed to get out among real people. So when the Professor contacted them, they felt it was the best decision.
I miss them terribly, but I'd not give up any of this for the world.
Except maybe cleaning the X-Jet…
Finding out that one of my friends has the same birthday as I do was incredible. Too bad she didn't think so. Rogue and I usually get along. She gets along with Scott and me the best. She has troubles with the girls a lot., but I think she still likes them… I think… I don't know.
I like everyone. I like to spend time with my friends and do all the things that I never got a chance to do before. I love to have fun, I love to party. Scott thinks I'm too clownish. Well, I think he's too serious. I guess we're good for each other.
Scott had a great idea for the party everyone's planning for me. Making it a double party, but for Rogue, it'll be a surprise. I don't mind. I don't need the limelight to have fun. I don't mind sharing with her.
Some of them might wonder why I didn't say anything at first.
I just didn't want to make a production of it.
So, you might ask, why did I tell?
Easy. I was just so excited about it I had to!
So, even though I'm a bit down about Rogue being down on it, I'm a bit happier because of the party.
"Hey, Kurt," I hear someone call my name. I look over to see Duncan at my locker. Now THAT is something that's perking my curiosity. Duncan… a mutant…
"Duncan," I head over.
"What was it you called me?" he asks me quietly, coming forward. His eyes have done that thing again. They're vivid blue, and look like the eyes of a cat.
"A mutant," I tell him, staring. I've never seen eyes like that before. "It means you have what they call an X gene. It causes a mutation, but nobody knows what that will be until it manifests itself," I tell him urgently.
"A mutant," he says, sounding faraway.
"Ja," I nod. "What is it that you do?"
"Do?" He gives me this blank look.
"You don't know, do you?" I look at him sympathetically. "You should go visit the professor. He may be able to help you find out."
"So I'm… a freak?" Duncan's face clouds over.
"Nein!" I protest. "You're no more a freak than a guy who can juggle more than three things!"
"I can't juggle at all," Duncan smiles at me.
For some reason, this smile makes my heart beat harder, and a flush comes to my cheeks. "You know what I mean," I tell him softly.
"How do you know so much about this?" He asks me this, his eyes shifting back to normal.
"Because," I start, looking away. "I… I am also a mutant. There are much more mutants in the world now than most people would dream. It's basically the wave of the future," I shrug with a small smile. I find myself liking the look he's giving me. Wondering what he would do if I showed him my true self. I knew that some people were more tolerant, but Duncan had never struck me that way.
"You're like me?" Duncan looks at me, eyes widening.
"Uh uh," I shake my head. "There are so many different types of mutants that there is so exact double. Like Jean…" I stop, horrified.
"Jean's one of these mutants?" he looks at me, slightly curious.
"I think the best for you would be to come home with me and talk to our professor. He could explain things so much better than I could," I nod.
"So I get to follow you home like a lost puppy?" Duncan chuckles softly. The sound of that laugh makes my stomach do a flip. What is wrong with me? I know I've noticed boys before. I don't hide it from myself. But I've never really noticed Duncan. And he's Jean's boyfriend!
"No," I frown at him. I know my eyes are amused, though.
"I'll follow you anywhere you want to take me," his voice has dropped to a huskier tone, that sends a heat through my body.
"Duncan..." I murmur.
He reaches for my cheek, when it hits me. I can't let him touch me! Stepping back with a nervous laugh, I run my fingers through my hair. "We'd better get going, huh?"
Was he going to kiss me? Would I have let him? Right here, in the hall of school? The people were thinning out, but the hall still had people in it! Would I have let him?
I think I would have….
TBC
**Disclaimer**
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.