A/N: Thanks for reviewing the first chapter ^_^.
Lwgolas_girl: Lets see if your opinion stays the same as this story progresses.
Selene: It's okay to be a Kurtty fan because I am too. I just don't know whether that couple fits in the story or not. Looks like it'll probably turn out that way though.
Singing this review: I'm glad you loved it so much ;)
Ruby: LOL. Times 10? Well, we'll just have to see how this plays out.
Wolviesfan: Boy did you hit the nail on the head. I love nothing more that Logan and Kitty interaction as the mentor/student borderline father/daughter stuff. So, I grantee, there will be quite a bit of that latter. I already have some of those scenes planned out ^_^.
Marsha: Again, lets see if your opinion changes later.
RedLion: Well, originally I hadn't planned on Lance appearing in this fic...but during my planning he popped up, and he and Peitro are going to come in handy ;).
Title: Shattered
Chapter 2
Keeping Logan from finding out about Kitty's dates, which were beginning to occur more and more often, with less and less people, was not as easy as it had originally sounded. He seemed to be asking were the Half-Pint was every few seconds.
Of course there may have been two reasons for this, the first being that their minds were exaggerating the times Logan asked because they were stressed about being unable to come up with a plausible excuse. The second was that, since every time he asked they all jumped a mile, Logan took some kind of pleasure out of it. Older students tended to choose the former while anyone younger than Kurt chose the later.
One night, Kitty cut it dangerously close to curfew, and Kurt and Evan were the ones that had to assure the over-protective teacher that she was in no danger, merely "studying" with a friend from school. The situation almost turned bad when Evan told him they were studying a certain chapter in the Health Book, but Kurt managed to assure him that it was a girl friend, and Evan got smacked upside the head as soon as the Wolverine was out of hearing range.
This sort of pattern continued for several months, until Kitty was dating Jake only, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. On this particular morning Kurt, unusually, was up rather early, much to Logan's amusement.
"What exactly are you doing, Fuzzy?"
"Me?" The teenager asked innocently. "I am only looking for something to eat." Logan grunted, somewhat amused that the blue teenager was looking while hanging upside down. A few minutes later tired eyed students began to shuffle in, occasionally pausing to grunt a good morning at Kurt or Logan. Logan was the only one surprised when Kitty was the very last one in, considering she'd been out until two minutes to curfew.
What was a surprise to everyone, however, was the long, dark, bruise that ran from the middle of her forehead and back to her hairline. Kurt very nearly fell of where he'd been perched on the counter.
"Katzchen! What happened?" Logan got to his feet and immediately began to inspect the bruise, but Kitty ducked away from his light touch on her arm.
"What do you mean, Kurt?"
"That bruise on yer face." Rogue said, pointing. "It definitely wasn't thay're las' night." Kitty flushed.
"I just, like, fell out of bed last night and hit my head, yah know, on the night table." Rogue looked skeptically, almost sure she would have heard her roommate if she had hurt herself during the night, but then again she couldn't be sure.
Logan once more laid a hand on her upper arm, trying to get her to hold still long enough to make sure that the wound really was as harmless as it appeared. This time, though, Kitty visibly flinched and pulled away, almost as if she were afraid of the older man. This fear hurt Logan more than he was willing to admit to anyone but himself, so he let go of her arm, instead opting to bend down and look at the bruise eye level, as Scott came and stood behind her. The bruise was dark, and looked painful, but there didn't appear to be any other injuries sustained.
"Sure did a number on yourself, Half Pint," Logan growled, in the most affectionate tone he could manage. Kitty halfway shrugged.
"Yeah, well, I kinda, like, shouldn't put my night table so close to my bed, huh?" Logan nodded and stood up, the unspoken symbol for breakfast to continue as normal. Yet, as Kitty carefully spooned out her yogurt and fruit, Logan studied her. She was moving especially gingerly, sort of favoring her right ankle. While it was entirely possible that it also had been bruised during a fall out of bed, something inside him doubted it. Possibly it was the skeptical look on Rogue's face, or the pained one on Kurt's, that brought on those feelings. Maybe he'd talk to Charles about it later, but for now, he had no proof.
"Kitty?" The brunette girl jumped as her name was spoken softly out of the noise of the hallway. She turned around, hand clamped around her history book.
"Kurt!"
"Are you alright, Katzchen?" He whispered softly, placing one hand around her wrist. Almost without realizing it, she pulled out of his grip.
"Yeah, Kurt, I'm fine. What's up?"
"Nothing. You just seem so..." he struggled to find a word to describe exactly how his best friend had been acting since that morning. After a few seconds he decided there was no such word, and settled for the next best thing. "So very distant. You are pulling away from everyone." Kitty said nothing, instead turned her attention back to her locker like she hadn't heard him, wincing as her weight shifted to her painfully swollen ankle. "Was it something I have done, Katzchen?" The seemingly innocent question caused Kitty to whirl around so fast, placing her hands on the other boy's shoulders, so fast that Kurt was actually surprised.
"No, Kurt, it's not you! Never you, okay? You have nothing to do with what I'm feeling right now! No matter what happens, don't forget it okay?" Kurt stared at her, eyes wide.
"Kitty..."
"No matter what! Promise me, Kurt!" Her eyes were so pleading; manner so frantic, that Kurt could only gape at her for a moment before nodding.
"I promise Katzchen. I won't forget." Kitty visibly relaxed. Then, much to Kurt's vast surprise, she kissed his forehead.
"I don't want to hurt you." She whispered before turning around abruptly and running as the bell rang. Kurt stared after her dumbly. Something inside him felt that, no matter what, he couldn't let Kitty out of sight. He took off, silently, after her, following her down the hallway at a safe distance. She turned abruptly as the late bell rang, into an empty classroom. Kurt looked around the empty hallway, before bamfing into the closet in the classroom.
He stealthily pushed the door open, so he could peer out. Kitty was leaning against the wall, her history book forgotten by her side. She was grasping her side, tears falling from her candid blue eyes. She lifted up the side of her shirt, just enough to reveal an ugly and horribly dark bruise, roughly the size and shape of someone's foot. She grimaced, but Kurt gasped. Suddenly he felt like he was going to be sick. Kitty was hurting, and it was badly. Someone had hurt his Katzchen. Kitty began to sob, curling up on her unhurt side, trying to muffle her sobs into the floor. Kurt watched, fists clenching, until he couldn't take it anymore. He bamfed away, to a place where he could have his own privacy.
'I promise, Katzchen. I will find who has done this to you, and make them pay!'
End A/N: Well, now the ACTUAL plot has started. What do you think is happening to Kitty ;)? Next chapter: Lance makes an observation to Kurt, Kurt witnesses something, and more Logan in father mode ^_^!
Lwgolas_girl: Lets see if your opinion stays the same as this story progresses.
Selene: It's okay to be a Kurtty fan because I am too. I just don't know whether that couple fits in the story or not. Looks like it'll probably turn out that way though.
Singing this review: I'm glad you loved it so much ;)
Ruby: LOL. Times 10? Well, we'll just have to see how this plays out.
Wolviesfan: Boy did you hit the nail on the head. I love nothing more that Logan and Kitty interaction as the mentor/student borderline father/daughter stuff. So, I grantee, there will be quite a bit of that latter. I already have some of those scenes planned out ^_^.
Marsha: Again, lets see if your opinion changes later.
RedLion: Well, originally I hadn't planned on Lance appearing in this fic...but during my planning he popped up, and he and Peitro are going to come in handy ;).
Title: Shattered
Chapter 2
Keeping Logan from finding out about Kitty's dates, which were beginning to occur more and more often, with less and less people, was not as easy as it had originally sounded. He seemed to be asking were the Half-Pint was every few seconds.
Of course there may have been two reasons for this, the first being that their minds were exaggerating the times Logan asked because they were stressed about being unable to come up with a plausible excuse. The second was that, since every time he asked they all jumped a mile, Logan took some kind of pleasure out of it. Older students tended to choose the former while anyone younger than Kurt chose the later.
One night, Kitty cut it dangerously close to curfew, and Kurt and Evan were the ones that had to assure the over-protective teacher that she was in no danger, merely "studying" with a friend from school. The situation almost turned bad when Evan told him they were studying a certain chapter in the Health Book, but Kurt managed to assure him that it was a girl friend, and Evan got smacked upside the head as soon as the Wolverine was out of hearing range.
This sort of pattern continued for several months, until Kitty was dating Jake only, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. On this particular morning Kurt, unusually, was up rather early, much to Logan's amusement.
"What exactly are you doing, Fuzzy?"
"Me?" The teenager asked innocently. "I am only looking for something to eat." Logan grunted, somewhat amused that the blue teenager was looking while hanging upside down. A few minutes later tired eyed students began to shuffle in, occasionally pausing to grunt a good morning at Kurt or Logan. Logan was the only one surprised when Kitty was the very last one in, considering she'd been out until two minutes to curfew.
What was a surprise to everyone, however, was the long, dark, bruise that ran from the middle of her forehead and back to her hairline. Kurt very nearly fell of where he'd been perched on the counter.
"Katzchen! What happened?" Logan got to his feet and immediately began to inspect the bruise, but Kitty ducked away from his light touch on her arm.
"What do you mean, Kurt?"
"That bruise on yer face." Rogue said, pointing. "It definitely wasn't thay're las' night." Kitty flushed.
"I just, like, fell out of bed last night and hit my head, yah know, on the night table." Rogue looked skeptically, almost sure she would have heard her roommate if she had hurt herself during the night, but then again she couldn't be sure.
Logan once more laid a hand on her upper arm, trying to get her to hold still long enough to make sure that the wound really was as harmless as it appeared. This time, though, Kitty visibly flinched and pulled away, almost as if she were afraid of the older man. This fear hurt Logan more than he was willing to admit to anyone but himself, so he let go of her arm, instead opting to bend down and look at the bruise eye level, as Scott came and stood behind her. The bruise was dark, and looked painful, but there didn't appear to be any other injuries sustained.
"Sure did a number on yourself, Half Pint," Logan growled, in the most affectionate tone he could manage. Kitty halfway shrugged.
"Yeah, well, I kinda, like, shouldn't put my night table so close to my bed, huh?" Logan nodded and stood up, the unspoken symbol for breakfast to continue as normal. Yet, as Kitty carefully spooned out her yogurt and fruit, Logan studied her. She was moving especially gingerly, sort of favoring her right ankle. While it was entirely possible that it also had been bruised during a fall out of bed, something inside him doubted it. Possibly it was the skeptical look on Rogue's face, or the pained one on Kurt's, that brought on those feelings. Maybe he'd talk to Charles about it later, but for now, he had no proof.
"Kitty?" The brunette girl jumped as her name was spoken softly out of the noise of the hallway. She turned around, hand clamped around her history book.
"Kurt!"
"Are you alright, Katzchen?" He whispered softly, placing one hand around her wrist. Almost without realizing it, she pulled out of his grip.
"Yeah, Kurt, I'm fine. What's up?"
"Nothing. You just seem so..." he struggled to find a word to describe exactly how his best friend had been acting since that morning. After a few seconds he decided there was no such word, and settled for the next best thing. "So very distant. You are pulling away from everyone." Kitty said nothing, instead turned her attention back to her locker like she hadn't heard him, wincing as her weight shifted to her painfully swollen ankle. "Was it something I have done, Katzchen?" The seemingly innocent question caused Kitty to whirl around so fast, placing her hands on the other boy's shoulders, so fast that Kurt was actually surprised.
"No, Kurt, it's not you! Never you, okay? You have nothing to do with what I'm feeling right now! No matter what happens, don't forget it okay?" Kurt stared at her, eyes wide.
"Kitty..."
"No matter what! Promise me, Kurt!" Her eyes were so pleading; manner so frantic, that Kurt could only gape at her for a moment before nodding.
"I promise Katzchen. I won't forget." Kitty visibly relaxed. Then, much to Kurt's vast surprise, she kissed his forehead.
"I don't want to hurt you." She whispered before turning around abruptly and running as the bell rang. Kurt stared after her dumbly. Something inside him felt that, no matter what, he couldn't let Kitty out of sight. He took off, silently, after her, following her down the hallway at a safe distance. She turned abruptly as the late bell rang, into an empty classroom. Kurt looked around the empty hallway, before bamfing into the closet in the classroom.
He stealthily pushed the door open, so he could peer out. Kitty was leaning against the wall, her history book forgotten by her side. She was grasping her side, tears falling from her candid blue eyes. She lifted up the side of her shirt, just enough to reveal an ugly and horribly dark bruise, roughly the size and shape of someone's foot. She grimaced, but Kurt gasped. Suddenly he felt like he was going to be sick. Kitty was hurting, and it was badly. Someone had hurt his Katzchen. Kitty began to sob, curling up on her unhurt side, trying to muffle her sobs into the floor. Kurt watched, fists clenching, until he couldn't take it anymore. He bamfed away, to a place where he could have his own privacy.
'I promise, Katzchen. I will find who has done this to you, and make them pay!'
End A/N: Well, now the ACTUAL plot has started. What do you think is happening to Kitty ;)? Next chapter: Lance makes an observation to Kurt, Kurt witnesses something, and more Logan in father mode ^_^!