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DISCLAIMER: Er, I don't own anything other than Blithe, Jake and Kate.and I don't think they are even in this chapter but MWAHAHA they are still MINE!!! Lmao j/k.
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
She couldn't meet his eyes the whole way through dinner, and that bothered Kurt to an impossible extent.
Kurt watched the back of her head the whole way home as his father drove; watching her sweep her hands through her hair and look out at the road with misty eyes that suggested deep thought. He sighed and fiddled with the buttons on his watch, mumbling a couple choice things under his breath in German that he would never say in front of his family. Or maybe even Blithe.....even though she had habit of saying things in front of him like that. Biting his lip, he thought out his plan of action when he got out of the car. Knowing very well that Blithe would avoid his every move in attempt to keep everything in, he had to be tricky to get her alone and talking in a room with him. Hatching a rather simple plan in his head, he smiled and then grinned when he felt the car pull to a stop in his driveway. He opened the door quickly, and ported out in the front yard. Standing there, he heard his father chuckle and then his mother mutter in German that he 'had more energy than the energizer bunny to boot'. When they were out, he saw Blithe take her time and swing herself out. As soon as her feet hit the ground, he looked left and right onto the empty street and then ported behind her, gaining a jump yelp out of her.
It only caused his grin to grow wider as he held her by the shoulders firmly (in case she pulled anything and managed to gain her away speed), taking a quick look at his father.
"Hey, ve're going upstairs, for, uh.......Blithe/Kurt time" he said quickly, noting how Blithe turned in his arms, muttering a 'Kkurrttt.no' with a rather displeased look. He beamed a grin and hastily teleported her to her upstairs room, hearing his mother shout after him not to do that in the open....when he let go of her, she turned with bright eyes and narrowed them, crossing her arms over chest. Kurt just shrugged and turned his holowatch off as she seemed to grow in her temper.
"Kurt?!" she sighed in an almost growl, much to Kurt's amusement. When he noticed she figured she wasn't getting anywhere with her anger, she just let her shoulders drop with a roll of her eyes. Then she turned for the door, taking it upon herself to bump him on her way out.
"God, I wonder about your mental health sometimes...... ..I need to take a shower" she mumbled and Kurt blocked her way to her door, grabbing her shoulders in his three fingered hands and pushing her back gently. She narrowed her eyes again, and Kurt smiled at the almost indescribably cute face she made when she got angry.
"Nien, you sit and tell me vhat is vrong vith you lately" he said, and her hardly menacing look faltered slowly. Her slightly desperate look faded quickly, replaced with that trademark innocent look that Blithe had mastered many a years ago. Blithe forever had the incessant ability to put up fronts and create new ones all the time; lying with such truth on her face........she was believable in almost every situation. It was one of the reasons Kurt loved to be with her.....she made the perfect partner in crime.
"What? Nothing is wrong with me. What makes you think that?" She seemed to pause first, her face a new form of indifference, and then she answered quickly, before turning from him and walking to her dresser, busing herself with things to do there first. If she looked busy enough, he would leave.....or at least she hoped. She didn't want to do this now......she had to go over the dialogue she had set in her head for the time to come again before it actually happened........with a deep and worried sigh, she took her brush out, and swept one through her hair and darted her eyes to his almost invisible form when he spoke from his still position in the middle of her room. His eyes glowed in the dark of her room, and to any person that didn't know Kurt Wagner; he seemed utterly fearsome covered in the dark like that. His figure looked overly hunched and his sharp teeth glimmered some in her dim light. But as Blithe looked, there was far more to Kurt than his hunched and awkward appearance, much much more and she failed to be scared by him. He just......never left that effect with her.
"Vhat makes me think this? Vell, for one that little episode this afternoon......Blithe, just please sit and tell me vhats vrong" he said, a piece of his shaggy hair falling into his eyes. Blithe stared at him through her mirror for a moment, till she slowly put down her brush and turned her eyes away. This was no good for her. It wasn't supposed to go like this; she had the whole scene laid out in her head and she had memorized what she was going to say......then she blinked with the realization that the scene she imagined wasn't and would never be. Putting one hand to her eye, she made a hateful decision before her confidence faded, and she took out one contact and then the other. Kurt watched from his still position, not entirely sure what his best friend was doing. In retrospect, his best friend didn't have an idea of what she was doing either.
"Blithe.....?" he said quietly, stepping towards her, making no sound whatsoever. She turned in her chair slowly, her eyes downcast as he approached. What if he got freaked out by this? What if he decided she had been untrue and left right there and then? What if....what if....then she stopped all her rambling thoughts. He would never run away from her.....She looked up, and she faltered when he stopped entirely. There in front of him, was Blithe with two very shiny golden eyes, sparkling in the dim light and reflecting little bits of light on the dreary walls surrounding her. They changed in vibrancy from occasion he noticed as he stared, and he wondered what caused it.....was she.....? She gulped back her fears, but still no tears fell, being as though she had cried enough over these things as of late.
"Um, it happened a little while back.........I just woke up like this, and your mom told me not to call and upset you till I got a'hold of my own barings....But I uh, never really got a'hold of them so you never got a call" she said with a short sigh, and Kurt did nothing for a moment. She was silent, just sitting there with her eyes downcast; creating two little pools of light on the floor under her; as if she wanted no one to see them shine. Blithe? His own best friend was a mutant? How could she.....why didn't she.....so many questions ran through his mind, but all of them were answered with the same repeating and worried answer.
She must be so scared......she looks so lost........
"Vas......." was all he said till he figured out how to use his legs once more. Walking to her, he shoved her gently over in her chair and sat down. He looked down for a moment, unsure what to do with her......till she seemed to take it upon herself and put her head onto his shoulder. He carefully put an unsure hand over her shoulder and she took a deep breath and sniffled again.
"Blithe" he said, and paused.
"Mien Gott, vhy in the vorld didn't you just tell me?" He muttered and got no answer in return. She just burrowed her head deeper into his shoulder, seemingly taking comfort there. Why didn't she tell him? Well, it was fairly simple in her mind. Anyone that knew Kurt Wagner as much as she did felt a strange urge to impress him in every which way; to make him proud to have such wonderfully normal and caring people around him.........Blithe never wanted to cause Kurt to be disappointed in her. The day she found him looking down on her would be the day that a part of Blithe no one but Kurt could reach dies. Sensing her deep thoughts, he sighed, not sure of his next move in comforting her.
"Look fraulein, I'm no good at speeches, you know me" he said quietly.
"But uh, I can take you to the Institute vith me. Its real nice there, you would love it. They uh.....have gardens, I know how you love gardens" he said quietly, still getting no answer from her. She was a mutant. The ever clear thought just breezed in his mind, pouring out new possibilities and worries about his best friend that he thought would never be released. But with the worries he found twice as many curious thoughts.......he could take her to the institute. He could show the others what the real Kurt Wagner looked like since he only let himself out around family and her. With Blithe being there......it would be just.....pure bliss for him. Being able to take comfort in her, to work with her......he sighed a happy sigh at the thought, and then came back down to the real world to find that she was real still........he sighed and let the two stay in silence for the moment. Then she moved some, and her smooth yet determined voice broke the uncomfortable silence that engulfed the room Blithe had slept in for so many years.
"Im sorry" she muttered and he furrowed his eyebrows. This blew all the new thoughts away and only those two words echoed in his blackened mind. Taking a moment to register this new confession, he shifted himself so he was facing her and put a hand to her hair so she looked up. He wasn't amazed that there were no tears; Blithe held her emotions in check all the time. Since a child he wondered how she did it, how she could go through her life and not just blow up from being aggravated......and he knew at times that it must be aggravating. Having a best friend that just happens to be blue and furry and living in a house with a family that isn't even yours can make even the most adjusted person break.......but never Blithe. He'd only seen her cry openly a couple times; once over a high school feud between her and the so called 'popular girls' and secondly after a particularly bad breakup with her boyfriend of the time. Now she just stared back at him with a confused face lost in regret. He sighed heavily; wondering if the carefree Blithe he knew before died with this new revelation.
"Vas? Vhy in the vorld vould you be sorry? Liebe.......this is more of a blessing than anything. I can take you back to the institute vith me, I can have you around all the time....." He drifted in his peaceful words, his shy behavior kicking in by nature. He bit his lip in thought.
"Vasn't it you that said to me that no one should be sorry for vhat they are?" he said quietly, recalling his memories and furrowing his eyebrows. Everything was quiet for another shifty moment, till Blithe felt a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She gave a comical outtake of breath and then shook her head at the blue mutant in front of her.
"No, uh, that wasn't me" she said, caressing a fallen hair out of her face. Kurt shifted in his seat; slightly thoughtful as his eyes drifted around the room. Then he grinned a slightly embarrassed grin.
"Oh, uh, nien......that vas Storm" he took a pause and then smiled considerately at Blithe's newly lifted face.
"But it's a good saying no the less, nien?" he laughed and she gave him a smile for his efforts. Her eyes remained a dull eerie glow of gold though, settling on her face as if she had lost a family member. But as soon as they braced on his reflective yellow ones, it seemed the inner light in their depths lit up with a new fiery passion; borrowing the light and hope from Kurt eyes and taking some as if it were her own; As if maybe it was always her own.
"Yeah. It's nice" she said, no sure if she was talking about the saying or......him.
Everything was so awkward. Both of them had no idea what to say to each other, more or less what to do. It's wasn't as if they could sit and talk one on one about this; they were still young........talking seriously about things like these matters were just little beyond there years. All they could do was sit in each others comfort........just being together as the best friends they always were.
Yet just as that thin thought passed Blithe's minds eye, she wondered in clear discomfort if maybe........
........just maybe, they were more than best friends?
MMMmmmkay, lmao, so maybe this was long in the making but i told you this story is to be kept up and going so no one worry. Thank you for all the reviews, I greatly and wonderfully appreciate them!! But I want lots more, you hear?? If I feel the even thinnest little worry that this story sucks, I tend to break so...haha, keep the positive coming and even the negative but please just tell me!!!!!!! Thanks a dozen everyone and the next chapter will be very very soon!!!
DISCLAIMER: Er, I don't own anything other than Blithe, Jake and Kate.and I don't think they are even in this chapter but MWAHAHA they are still MINE!!! Lmao j/k.
'SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE' By BlueEyes
She couldn't meet his eyes the whole way through dinner, and that bothered Kurt to an impossible extent.
Kurt watched the back of her head the whole way home as his father drove; watching her sweep her hands through her hair and look out at the road with misty eyes that suggested deep thought. He sighed and fiddled with the buttons on his watch, mumbling a couple choice things under his breath in German that he would never say in front of his family. Or maybe even Blithe.....even though she had habit of saying things in front of him like that. Biting his lip, he thought out his plan of action when he got out of the car. Knowing very well that Blithe would avoid his every move in attempt to keep everything in, he had to be tricky to get her alone and talking in a room with him. Hatching a rather simple plan in his head, he smiled and then grinned when he felt the car pull to a stop in his driveway. He opened the door quickly, and ported out in the front yard. Standing there, he heard his father chuckle and then his mother mutter in German that he 'had more energy than the energizer bunny to boot'. When they were out, he saw Blithe take her time and swing herself out. As soon as her feet hit the ground, he looked left and right onto the empty street and then ported behind her, gaining a jump yelp out of her.
It only caused his grin to grow wider as he held her by the shoulders firmly (in case she pulled anything and managed to gain her away speed), taking a quick look at his father.
"Hey, ve're going upstairs, for, uh.......Blithe/Kurt time" he said quickly, noting how Blithe turned in his arms, muttering a 'Kkurrttt.no' with a rather displeased look. He beamed a grin and hastily teleported her to her upstairs room, hearing his mother shout after him not to do that in the open....when he let go of her, she turned with bright eyes and narrowed them, crossing her arms over chest. Kurt just shrugged and turned his holowatch off as she seemed to grow in her temper.
"Kurt?!" she sighed in an almost growl, much to Kurt's amusement. When he noticed she figured she wasn't getting anywhere with her anger, she just let her shoulders drop with a roll of her eyes. Then she turned for the door, taking it upon herself to bump him on her way out.
"God, I wonder about your mental health sometimes...... ..I need to take a shower" she mumbled and Kurt blocked her way to her door, grabbing her shoulders in his three fingered hands and pushing her back gently. She narrowed her eyes again, and Kurt smiled at the almost indescribably cute face she made when she got angry.
"Nien, you sit and tell me vhat is vrong vith you lately" he said, and her hardly menacing look faltered slowly. Her slightly desperate look faded quickly, replaced with that trademark innocent look that Blithe had mastered many a years ago. Blithe forever had the incessant ability to put up fronts and create new ones all the time; lying with such truth on her face........she was believable in almost every situation. It was one of the reasons Kurt loved to be with her.....she made the perfect partner in crime.
"What? Nothing is wrong with me. What makes you think that?" She seemed to pause first, her face a new form of indifference, and then she answered quickly, before turning from him and walking to her dresser, busing herself with things to do there first. If she looked busy enough, he would leave.....or at least she hoped. She didn't want to do this now......she had to go over the dialogue she had set in her head for the time to come again before it actually happened........with a deep and worried sigh, she took her brush out, and swept one through her hair and darted her eyes to his almost invisible form when he spoke from his still position in the middle of her room. His eyes glowed in the dark of her room, and to any person that didn't know Kurt Wagner; he seemed utterly fearsome covered in the dark like that. His figure looked overly hunched and his sharp teeth glimmered some in her dim light. But as Blithe looked, there was far more to Kurt than his hunched and awkward appearance, much much more and she failed to be scared by him. He just......never left that effect with her.
"Vhat makes me think this? Vell, for one that little episode this afternoon......Blithe, just please sit and tell me vhats vrong" he said, a piece of his shaggy hair falling into his eyes. Blithe stared at him through her mirror for a moment, till she slowly put down her brush and turned her eyes away. This was no good for her. It wasn't supposed to go like this; she had the whole scene laid out in her head and she had memorized what she was going to say......then she blinked with the realization that the scene she imagined wasn't and would never be. Putting one hand to her eye, she made a hateful decision before her confidence faded, and she took out one contact and then the other. Kurt watched from his still position, not entirely sure what his best friend was doing. In retrospect, his best friend didn't have an idea of what she was doing either.
"Blithe.....?" he said quietly, stepping towards her, making no sound whatsoever. She turned in her chair slowly, her eyes downcast as he approached. What if he got freaked out by this? What if he decided she had been untrue and left right there and then? What if....what if....then she stopped all her rambling thoughts. He would never run away from her.....She looked up, and she faltered when he stopped entirely. There in front of him, was Blithe with two very shiny golden eyes, sparkling in the dim light and reflecting little bits of light on the dreary walls surrounding her. They changed in vibrancy from occasion he noticed as he stared, and he wondered what caused it.....was she.....? She gulped back her fears, but still no tears fell, being as though she had cried enough over these things as of late.
"Um, it happened a little while back.........I just woke up like this, and your mom told me not to call and upset you till I got a'hold of my own barings....But I uh, never really got a'hold of them so you never got a call" she said with a short sigh, and Kurt did nothing for a moment. She was silent, just sitting there with her eyes downcast; creating two little pools of light on the floor under her; as if she wanted no one to see them shine. Blithe? His own best friend was a mutant? How could she.....why didn't she.....so many questions ran through his mind, but all of them were answered with the same repeating and worried answer.
She must be so scared......she looks so lost........
"Vas......." was all he said till he figured out how to use his legs once more. Walking to her, he shoved her gently over in her chair and sat down. He looked down for a moment, unsure what to do with her......till she seemed to take it upon herself and put her head onto his shoulder. He carefully put an unsure hand over her shoulder and she took a deep breath and sniffled again.
"Blithe" he said, and paused.
"Mien Gott, vhy in the vorld didn't you just tell me?" He muttered and got no answer in return. She just burrowed her head deeper into his shoulder, seemingly taking comfort there. Why didn't she tell him? Well, it was fairly simple in her mind. Anyone that knew Kurt Wagner as much as she did felt a strange urge to impress him in every which way; to make him proud to have such wonderfully normal and caring people around him.........Blithe never wanted to cause Kurt to be disappointed in her. The day she found him looking down on her would be the day that a part of Blithe no one but Kurt could reach dies. Sensing her deep thoughts, he sighed, not sure of his next move in comforting her.
"Look fraulein, I'm no good at speeches, you know me" he said quietly.
"But uh, I can take you to the Institute vith me. Its real nice there, you would love it. They uh.....have gardens, I know how you love gardens" he said quietly, still getting no answer from her. She was a mutant. The ever clear thought just breezed in his mind, pouring out new possibilities and worries about his best friend that he thought would never be released. But with the worries he found twice as many curious thoughts.......he could take her to the institute. He could show the others what the real Kurt Wagner looked like since he only let himself out around family and her. With Blithe being there......it would be just.....pure bliss for him. Being able to take comfort in her, to work with her......he sighed a happy sigh at the thought, and then came back down to the real world to find that she was real still........he sighed and let the two stay in silence for the moment. Then she moved some, and her smooth yet determined voice broke the uncomfortable silence that engulfed the room Blithe had slept in for so many years.
"Im sorry" she muttered and he furrowed his eyebrows. This blew all the new thoughts away and only those two words echoed in his blackened mind. Taking a moment to register this new confession, he shifted himself so he was facing her and put a hand to her hair so she looked up. He wasn't amazed that there were no tears; Blithe held her emotions in check all the time. Since a child he wondered how she did it, how she could go through her life and not just blow up from being aggravated......and he knew at times that it must be aggravating. Having a best friend that just happens to be blue and furry and living in a house with a family that isn't even yours can make even the most adjusted person break.......but never Blithe. He'd only seen her cry openly a couple times; once over a high school feud between her and the so called 'popular girls' and secondly after a particularly bad breakup with her boyfriend of the time. Now she just stared back at him with a confused face lost in regret. He sighed heavily; wondering if the carefree Blithe he knew before died with this new revelation.
"Vas? Vhy in the vorld vould you be sorry? Liebe.......this is more of a blessing than anything. I can take you back to the institute vith me, I can have you around all the time....." He drifted in his peaceful words, his shy behavior kicking in by nature. He bit his lip in thought.
"Vasn't it you that said to me that no one should be sorry for vhat they are?" he said quietly, recalling his memories and furrowing his eyebrows. Everything was quiet for another shifty moment, till Blithe felt a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She gave a comical outtake of breath and then shook her head at the blue mutant in front of her.
"No, uh, that wasn't me" she said, caressing a fallen hair out of her face. Kurt shifted in his seat; slightly thoughtful as his eyes drifted around the room. Then he grinned a slightly embarrassed grin.
"Oh, uh, nien......that vas Storm" he took a pause and then smiled considerately at Blithe's newly lifted face.
"But it's a good saying no the less, nien?" he laughed and she gave him a smile for his efforts. Her eyes remained a dull eerie glow of gold though, settling on her face as if she had lost a family member. But as soon as they braced on his reflective yellow ones, it seemed the inner light in their depths lit up with a new fiery passion; borrowing the light and hope from Kurt eyes and taking some as if it were her own; As if maybe it was always her own.
"Yeah. It's nice" she said, no sure if she was talking about the saying or......him.
Everything was so awkward. Both of them had no idea what to say to each other, more or less what to do. It's wasn't as if they could sit and talk one on one about this; they were still young........talking seriously about things like these matters were just little beyond there years. All they could do was sit in each others comfort........just being together as the best friends they always were.
Yet just as that thin thought passed Blithe's minds eye, she wondered in clear discomfort if maybe........
........just maybe, they were more than best friends?
MMMmmmkay, lmao, so maybe this was long in the making but i told you this story is to be kept up and going so no one worry. Thank you for all the reviews, I greatly and wonderfully appreciate them!! But I want lots more, you hear?? If I feel the even thinnest little worry that this story sucks, I tend to break so...haha, keep the positive coming and even the negative but please just tell me!!!!!!! Thanks a dozen everyone and the next chapter will be very very soon!!!