Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution. Or a tag for my car. I totally need one of those though. I guess I can go without owning X-Men (for now).but I really need a tag for my car with the registration sticker saying 4-04.

Note: I believe it was Pallaplease who came up with the term "Kurtty." Thanks, and all credit to you for the term.

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Scott had left the pool shortly after Kurt had. Jean had left before him as well, and he felt bored just swimming in the pool with no one to talk to. So he went back to his room. He had just changed into dry clothes when he heard the familiar sound of Kurt bamfing in and smelled brimstone.

"Scott,meingott,sheaskedmeoutvhatamIgoingtodo?" Kurt said, sounding both elated and scared.

"What?" Scott asked.

"Kitty! She asked me vhat I vas doing tonight, and I said 'nuzzing,' and she asked if I vanted to vatch a movie vith her, and I said yes, and zat I vill meet her down in ze rec room at 9!" Kurt answered.

Scott started laughing. "Kurt, calm yourself. You're going to have a heart attack and die before you even know if your dream came true or not."

"Ja! Ja, I know."

"Okay, well, I guess congratulations are in order, first off."

"Ja." Kurt was beyond dazed.

"Kurt?"

"Ja?"

"Breathe."

"Ja, ja, I know, I know! It's just, I vant her to like me. I don't vant to screw zis up. So."

"So?" asked Scott.

"So.vhat do I do?"

"I don't follow you?"

"How should I act, Big Brother Scott?"

Scott smiled gently, and put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Be yourself."

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Kitty ran from the bathroom back to her room, and fell on her bed.

"Oh my God, did I just ask Kurt out? No. No, I didn't. It's just watching a movie here at the mansion. That's, like, a hanging out thing, right?"

Kitty rolled over, wondering exactly what these feelings inside of her were. She hadn't always liked Kurt as a friend. In fact, the first time she saw what he truly looked like, he terrified her. It had taken awhile for her to finally warm up to him, but as soon as it happened, she found in his demonic appearance the best friend that she had ever had. Yeah, he was annoying sometimes, and at first, his sudden appearances had scared her a lot. But once she got past that, she found the sweetest, gentlest, most loving person that she had ever known. She had honestly never had a problem with his romantic interest in her. Of course, she knew about it. How couldn't she? From his constant flirting (the mistletoe at Christmas- time had been a big clue), to him always trying to make her laugh, it had been obvious. It hadn't really bothered her. It was somewhat flattering, if not mostly exasperating. So she sat on her bed, trying to figure out when her attraction to him had started. She knew that these feelings hadn't suddenly appeared overnight. She realized that it must have happened when he left for Germany. She found what it meant to lose him for two months. She didn't want that to happen again.

"They say absence makes the heart grow fonder." She said to herself. "Well, he was really absent."

"So ya must be really fonder, huh?" Rogue said from her bed.

"ROGUE?!?" Kitty yelled. How could she not have noticed that her roommate, and Kurt's "sister," was in the room with her.

"Relax, Kitty. Ahm not sayin a thang." Rogue said.

"Well, like, now that you've heard me.what do you think?"

"What, about you and mah brothah?" Rogue asked as she got off the bed and moved to the door.

"Yeah."

Rogue turned back to her and smiled. "I think ya two could make each othah very happy." And with that she left the room.

Kitty watched her leave, smiling. At least she had Kurt's sisters blessing. That counted for something.

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Kurt's room had been torn apart. The drawers literally hung from the dresser. Clothes were all over the floor, and all over the clothes were their hangers. Evan was watching everything from his bed. To him, it looked as if a blue, flurry cyclone was taking apart their entire room. Well, the clothes in it anyway.

"You know Kurt, you're lucky that this is because Kitty appeared to take some interest in you. Otherwise, I'd be pretty mad about the state of our room."

"Ja, ja! I'll clean it. Later. Mein Gott! Evan! Vhat am I going to vear?"

"Oh, I don't know. According to you, she seems to like the towel look."

"Zis isn't ze time for ze jokes, Evan." Kurt yelled.

Evan went back to the book that he had been reading before Hurricane Kurt had taken over their dorm.

"Man, I wish I had THAT on my camera. You saying that ANYTIME wasn't a time for a joke." Evan said from behind his book.

"Okay. So I'm freaking out a little, ja? So vhat? Evan, I've vaited a long time for zis, und you von't steal it from me!"

"Okay, okay. What about those jeans, and that shirt?" Evan said, putting his book down. The time to read was over, and the time to help one of his best friends was here.

"Ja! Zat looks good, right?" Kurt said, and slipped his clothes on.

"Now, you can borrow some of this," Evan said, throwing him some cologne. "but don't use a lot of it."

Kurt spritzed some on, and pulled his hair back into a long pony-tail. He turned, and Evan inspected him.

"Okay, looking good, man."

Kurt smiled, and then suddenly the blue man was gone, replaced by a young man with five fingers.

"Whoa!" Evan said. "Are you going to use your imager tonight?

"Ja."

"Why? You're staying in, right?"

"Mhm."

"So why use it?"

"Vell, I don't vant my appearance to look foolish, or worse, frightening, if I tell her how I feel."

"You shouldn't have to worry about that anymore, Kurt."

"Vell, ve'll see how it goes. Vhat time is it?"

Evan glanced down at his watch. "8:39."

"I've got to get going! Zank you so much, Evan!" Kurt said, and then bamfed down into the kitchen. "Time for one more snack, and zen I vait for Kitty in ze rec room."

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Kitty's room looked nothing like Kurt's. In Kurt's room, you could still see the floor. In Kitty's room, there must have been piles of clothes under two others.

"What am I gonna wear? What am I gonna wear?" Kitty had to phase through most of the room, otherwise she'd have problems walking through the mess.

The door suddenly opened. Or rather, someone tried to open the door. With the clothes against it, it wouldn't budge.

"Kitty! Let me in my room!" Rogue yelled from behind the door.

Kitty sighed loudly, and phased through the door. When she got into the hallway, she grabbed Rogue's gloved hands, and phased back through the door, with Rogue in tow. She let go of Rogue, and continued flinging clothing here and there throughout the room. Rogue took in her surroundings, awestruck.

"What in the hell are you doing in here?"

"Trying to find something to wear! I'm meeting Kurt in, like, 30 minutes, and I don't know what to wear."

"My, my, how two months can change a person!" "He does look different? Doesn't he? Do you think it's, like, he looks older?" Kitty asked absent mindedly as she dug through the clothing on her floor.

Rogue turned away from her roommate, jumped ontop of her bed, and put headphones on her head. "Ah wasn't talking about him, darlin'." Rogue said before turning on her headset and turning up the volume.

Kitty just smiled as she picked up what she thought was a winning wardrobe choice. "Found it!" she said.

Rogue heard her, even though the volume was so high on her music, and thought to herself "Ah bet anything that if Ah open mah eyes, she's wearin' a white shirt with a pink sweater."

Rogue opened her eyes and smiled.

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Kurt finished off his sandwich, and walked into the rec room. He found a romantic comedy in the institutes dvd selection, and popped it in. He looked at the clock. 8:56pm. Almost time.

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Well, that's it for now. I have to go buy my tag and show up at school for at least one class, right? I mean, I did pay for classes. I'd like to thank everyone who has given me a review so far. I'm glad you like it. And I hope you like this chapter. I skipped a film class to write it.