This probably shoulda been part of the last chapter cuz it's super short... o well. I promise something actually happens in chapter 5 (I have it written I just need to get it up)

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The next few days were agonizing for the students at the mansion. The professor refused to let them see Kurt and it made them all really nervous.

"Well if he's fine the why can't we see him?" Scott demanded for the umpteenth time at dinner one evening. The agitation in his voice was not well hidden.

The professor raised an eyebrow. He looked at the many pairs of eyes waiting for his response. Sighing he motioned for Scott to take his seat.

The professor liked for everyone to be present for dinner all at the same time at least once a week. It made the enormous mansion feel less so, and gave the inhabitants a family feel.

"So...?" asked Evan.

The professor waited for everyone at the table to settle down. "Listen. I know you're all worried about Kurt, we all are..."

"Oh for goodness sakes professor would you just tell us already?"

Everyone gave Jean a surprised look and waited for the professor to continue.

"Look, Kurt is physically ok. He's got a broken ankle, abrasions, a sore shoulder, and a busted eye. However, the emotional shock he endured was substantial. Dr. McCoy has had to give him sedatives to help him sleep. I personally think that Kurt is worried he might break down in front of one of you. He's trying to put up this 'mad at the world' front, but it's not easy to fool a telepath. When he is ready I'm sure he will ask to see you."

"Or I'll just sneak out of za infirmary."

Every head at the table turned to look at a somewhat smiling Kurt. He stood at the doorway and looked at everyone. He hadn't heard the professor's entire speech and he wasn't sure he wanted to. He limped to a seat and winced as he sat down.

"So, vere's my food? Za Fuzzy Dude is hungry!"

Everyone laughed and began to bombard him with questions.

Kurt smiled happily. He was so sick of the white walled infirmary and he was in a particularly good mood at the moment. He knew it wouldn't last, but he had to make the most of it. The professor was looking at him funny but he chose to ignore him.

"So Kurt, are you coming back to school soon?" Amara asked.

"Ja, I guess I have too. Maybe it von't be too bad. You all had to go sruogh it, so I guess I need to take my turn. So, maybe I'll go back tomorrow, Ja?" Kurt tried to force himself to believe what he had just said. The back of his mind had other ideas though. He knew it would be different for him then it was for the others. He didn't want them to think he was some kind of wimp though.

"I guess he came around after all," Scott whispered to the professor.

"Indeed," was his response.

Scott caught the sarcasm in the elder man's voice, but shrugged it off. Kurt just wasn't a depressed type of guy, and the kids at school would adjust soon enough.

"So, has Amanda come by?" Kurt asked tentatively. He was afraid to ask, but he needed to know. It was like some sort of test of her in his mind.

"Only all the time! Man Kurt, I could have sworn she was gonna set up camp outside the infirmary window. She came before school to see if you would be coming, and after school she stayed until dinner. You just missed her actually," Jean said laughing.

Kurt smiled. Part of him was happy to hear that, the other part, well he just wasn't sure. 'Come on you big idiot, that's what you wanted to hear wasn't it?'

"So, you moving back in tonight? I've been late everyday without you to wake me up!" Evan grinned and waited for Kurt to answer.

Kurt flicked his tail nervously. He could handle the day alright, but nights weren't good. The screaming kept coming back into his nightmares. The only reason he had slept at all in the last few nights was because Hank had come into his room and injected him with something every time he woke up screaming. He couldn't think of an excuse not to move back in his room though, so he just nodded at Evan and forced a smile.

The professor raised an eyebrow and made a mental note to speak with Evan after dinner was over. Kurt was totally confusing him. He could just slip into his thoughts for a second, but Kurt would never let him and he didn't want to violate the already emotionally troubled teen. He could tell the blue elf still felt terrified, but there was nothing he could do about his decision to return to school or to his room.

"Uh, Kurt? Like, um, I'm sorry," Kitty spoke for the first time since Kurt had entered. He looked at her in surprise.

"Um, for vaht?" Then it dawned on him. He had almost forgotten that it was Kitty who had destroyed his inducer. She was trembling slightly and wasn't meeting his eyes. "Oh, Keety, eet's ok. I know you didn't mean too. It vas just an accident."

She timidly met his eyes and gave him a weak smile. "Are you going to wear it to school tomorrow?"

Kurt nodded. There was no way he was walking onto that campus without it. Even if everyone knew what he looked like, he wasn't about to remind them, or satisfy the curiosity of those who hadn't been at the gym when it happened.

"Vell if you people don't mind, I'm starved, so let me eat somesing vill you?"



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Evan opened one eyelid and pulled the blanket up over his head. He had awoken to the sound of Kurt thrashing around in his sheets, trying to get comfortable he was assuming. He wasn't truly a heavy sleeper, but he always seemed to be asleep anyway. Kurt had no idea how much his endless tossing woke him up at night. He didn't mind so much though. If he faked being asleep, it was almost as good as actually sleeping... almost.

Kurt tossed again and Evan's eyes popped open. He pulled his blankets off and swung his legs over the bed. The conversation he had with the professor replaying in his head.

"Kurt really hasn't been having good nights. It'll be better for you to wake him if you notice that he's...dreaming or something." he had said. Evan had merely given him a knowing nod and a smile.

Evan walked over to Kurt's bed and listened. He didn't want to tap him on the shoulder if Kurt was already awake, then he would just look stupid.

Kurt was mumbling in German. Evan didn't have a clue what he was saying but it didn't sound like he was very happy.

"Bitte hören auf zu schreien. Ich bin kein Tier! Bitte!" (AN: Please, stop screaming! I'm not an animal! Please!)

Evan squinted into the darkness and barely made out Kurt's form beneath his thin sheets. He almost never used a blanket. His fur was warm enough but nevertheless he was shivering like crazy, curled up in a tiny ball with his hands clamped over his pointed ears. Evan shook his shoulder slightly and Kurt tucked himself into an even tighter ball.

"Nien!" (AN: No!)

His voice was a shrill scream and Evan shook him harder. "Kurt, Kurt! Come on man wake up! You're just dreaming."

Kurt bolted up, eyes darting all across the room. He was panting and he thought his heart was gonna break out of his chest any second. His eyes finally settled on Evan and he felt his ears grow hot. For the first time in his life he was thankful that he had blue fur, if nothing else, it covered up his blushing. He was sweating and he knew he must look awful.

"Hey man, you need a bucket or something? You look like your gonna hurl," Evan asked.

Kurt glanced at the mirror. He looked really pale. Well, lighter blue anyway. He shook his head and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He was still shaking.

Evan noticed how embarrassed Kurt was and ran a hand over his blonde hair. "Hey man, I, I know what they're like, those nightmares."

Kurt looked up at Evan with a curious look on his face.

"Ya know when I came back from the tunnels? Well, let's just say I wasn't really...stable. I was here weeks before anyone but the adults knew I was back. They'd get so bad, the nightmares, that I'd practically make myself sick," he looked at the dazed expression on Kurt's face and laughed. "Yeah, I know, real macho. You know what helps though? Warm milk." He grinned and Kurt's ears perked up a bit.

"Um, Evan? You vouldn't...tell..."

"'Course not man. Like I said, I know what they're like, and everything that comes with 'em."

Kurt let out a small sigh of relief and gave Evan a grateful smile before the two of them headed to the kitchen.



AN: Ok, again, I'm not trying to make Kurt seem like a total wuss. But the poor guys been through a lot, and it's gonna be worse for the fuzzy one next chapter. : ( I even feel bad for him and I'm the one who wrote it! Ok, Enough rambling, I'm gonna work on getting chapter 5 up now...