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Note: Just for you, Anonymous Reviewer. Just for you. However, I would like to remind everyone that Nightcrawler did eventually grow a goatee! He did. I've read the comics! Anyhow, here's the new chapter (up much earlier than I thought it would be).
Took-Baggins: Order of the Phoenix was great. It was really, REALLY dark. And the end will blow your mind. The books are moving into a really dark territory. And I'm not lazy!
Scarlet*Tears: Glad you found my stories. I hope you like them. And thanks for the review.
JDH3: One of my two most loyal readers! I hope you're liking this. I don't even know what I'll write afterwards, but I sincerely hope you read it.
Red Lion: The other one of my most loyal readers! Please update Shadows of Confusion! Please, please, please, please. . . ?
Everyone else: I wish I could write a little message to all of you, but I figure you'd all rather read this chapter and have me start the next one, so I'll thank all of my regular readers/reviewers after this story is over. Okay, on with the story. . .
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"I'm not sure how much I like the goatee, though." Kitty said.
"Ze goatee is cool."
"The goatee has got to go." Kitty said, laughing and tickling him.
It was around 2 a.m., and Kitty and Kurt were lying in her bed. Kurt had simply taken his shoes off before lying down, and Kitty had snuggled up to him, his arm around her, her head lying on his shoulder. She closed her eyes, and breathed in his scent. The two had been talking about his new look. She thought that the hair was okay. Different, but she liked it all the same. She didn't like the goatee at all.
"Didn't I tell you once that I'm not big on facial hair?" She asked.
"Jah. But zen you dated me once, too. Zat kind of negates anyzing you ever said about facial hair. It's just a little longer around my chin, now." He teased.
"It's got to go."
"Ve'll see." Kurt said, smiling in the dark.
"Well, I'm not dancing with you at the wedding if you don't shave it off. I won't have a slacker looking date." She said, bringing her eyes to his face.
She stared at him for a few moments, and then put her arm around his middle and pulled closer to him. She could feel him tense up, and smiled, the action reminding her of their relationship years ago. She could hardly believe it. They hadn't seen each other in fifteen years, and here they were, cuddling only hours after they had seen each other again.
"So, what are you doing these days? I mean, I've been watching the news, but. . ."
"Vhat haff I been doing?" he mused to himself. "Ach, yes! I'm part of a team of superheroes in England. Call ourselves Excalibur."
"I've heard this, Kurt." Kitty said, trying to sound bored.
"Vell zen, I've continued my practice viz ze sword. I'm actually quite a good swordsman now."
"Oh really?"
"Jah. Herr Logan vill be proud. I zink he vants to see me in ze danger room, soon."
Kitty laughed.
"Well, how have you BEEN, Kurt? Are you happy?"
Kurt took a second before answering. He thought about lying to her, but it seemed wrong. So instead, he simply told her the truth.
"No, I'm not so happy, actually. England is nice, but it's not home. I don't vant to shirk my duties, but just being here is making me zink zat I may stay." He said.
Kitty's heart jumped a beat. Was he going to stay in America? Here? At the Institute?
"So, you haven't told me how you have been doing, Katzchen." Kurt said.
She smiled. She hadn't been called that name in what seemed like forever.
"I'm doing okay." She said. "I came back here after college. I didn't really know what else to do. It seemed like it would be wrong to leave the Institute when the world is the way it is."
"Jah. I know vhat you mean." Kurt said.
She looked up at him, and immediately felt bad. " I didn't mean anything about you leaving. I really have been watching the news, and I know what you've been up to. Even though you're thinking of leaving, Excalibur sounds like a great team."
Kurt swallowed nervously. "Been vatching ze news, huh?"
Kitty smiled. "Yeah. So, who's the new girl, nowadays? Are you still dating that princess?"
"Um, nein."
"Why? What happened?" Kitty asked, pulling away from him. She turned to face him, resting her elbow on the bed.
"Um, it just vasn't meant to be." Kurt said, not looking at her.
"And why is that?" She teased.
"Um. . . she believed. . . zat. . . uh. . . mein heart vasn't in ze relationship." Kurt said, blushing.
Kitty's smile faded. She moved closer to him, putting her hand on his stomach. Kurt could feel his heart pounding, and heard it in his ears. His breathing had speeded up a little bit, and Kitty noticed. Her own heart was beginning to pound, and she too could hear the sound of it's beating. She looked into his face, trying to make eye contact. Kurt continued to stare at the ceiling.
"Was it?"
"Nein." He said, looking at her.
"Why not?" she asked, her voice quiet, almost a whisper.
"Because. . . my heart has alvays, and alvays vill, belong to anozzer."
Kitty felt the tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She turned away from Kurt, not having the strength to look at him anymore. Shame and regret for what happened over a decade ago surfaced, and she couldn't handle it. She pulled away from him, sliding her legs over the side of the bed.
"Kurt. . . about what happened. . . " she began.
"Nein, Katzchen. Zhere is no reason to explain."
"Yes there is. There is. I didn't mean to treat you like that."
"I should haff tried to understand. . ." he said.
"How could you, though? I put you into a hard enough situation without making you wait for a decision."
"It vas only a couple of days. If I had stayed. . ." Kurt said.
"Who's to say that I would have made up my mind, even if you had stayed and waited for me for a year? Or ten years?" She asked, the tears welling behind her eyes.
"Katzchen. . ."
"What?"
"I didn't mean to leave you."
"I didn't want you to leave me."
He slid over to the side of the bed and put his legs around her. His arms encircled her from behind, and he laid his head against her neck. He breathed hitched, as if sobs from years ago were waiting to get out again. He kissed her neck, and put his mouth to her ear.
"Please don't cry. I alvays hated it vhen you cried." He whispered.
"Kurt, is there any way for us to go back to where we were?" she asked.
"Jah. Maybe. I don't know, Katzchen. But I'm villing to try. I've regretted what happened all zhose years ago every day since."
Two hot tears slid down her face, hanging on the edge of her chin. Kurt drew one finger across them, catching them, and drying her face. She turned to him, looking up into his face. She had once been frightened of his appearance, thinking him to be a demon. She found out later that his outward appearance was at odds with what lay inside. He was an angel. Her angel. She leaned forward and upwards, bringing her lips to his. Her cheek grazed his chin, and she could feel the fur and goatee brushing against her skin. When she touched her lips to his, she could hear her heart beating inside of her. It felt as if everything else had stopped for their moment. She felt the softness of his lips, and her heart fluttered as they kissed. Time stood still. Her tongue met his as he closed his eyes. She could feel the tracks of her tears drying on her cheeks. She opened her mouth again and felt her entire body tremble. She never closed her eyes.
When the kiss was broken, Kurt looked at her in the dark and smiled.
"Vell, zat vas a start." He said, and laid her down on the bed as thunder rumbled outside. A thunderstorm had begun, and they began to undress each other as lightning struck somewhere close by.
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The next morning, Evan was eating alone in the kitchen. The thunderstorm outside had kept him up for most of the night, and he yawned loudly in the kitchen. Stretching his arms, he turned to the door as Marie stepped inside. She grabbed a bowl, poured some cereal and milk into it, and took a seat next to Evan. She was about to take her first bite when Evan nudged her arm with his elbow. The cereal and milk in the spoon fell back into her bowl. She turned to Evan, giving him a "babies will play" look.
"What?" Evan asked innocently.
"Will ya let me eat mah breakfast in peace?" she asked.
"What did I do?" Evan asked, and then turned back to his food.
As Marie was about to take another bite, Evan elbowed her arm again.
"Evan! Will you stop?" she asked, suppressing a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Evan asked, not suppressing his smile at all.
She gave him another warning look, and then tried to take her first bite again. The same thing happened, and Evan got a different result. Instead of asking Evan to stop, she got up from the table, and poured the bowl of milk and cereal over Evan's head. Evan sat there for a moment, completely drenched in his breakfast. Then he looked slowly over to where Marie was standing, and launched himself at her.
Kurt was coming down the stairs in the same clothing that he had worn the night before. He yawned to himself, and smiled. Reaching up to his chin, he felt the area around his mouth where his goatee used to be.
"Still letting her talk me into anyzing." He muttered to himself, and smiled again.
He rounded the corner into the kitchen, and saw Evan atop of Marie, with an entire gallon of milk in his hands. He was unscrewing the cap of the jug, getting ready to tip it onto Marie.
"Evan! Evan, Ah swear to God Ah'll lay ya out for a week!" Marie said, threatening to take off her glove.
Kurt giggled, watching the fight. Marie was smiling, and he felt that there was no way that she would ever harm Evan. Not intentionally anyhow.
"Marie, I'm gonna teach you something really important today." Evan said, also laughing.
Kurt waited until Evan was about to pour the contents of the milk jug onto his half-sister's head, and then teleported to where they were lying on the floor. He grabbed the jug, and snatched it away from Evan. Evan and Marie suddenly stopped laughing and talking, looking up at Kurt.
"Don't you zink zat you two should be acting your own age?" he asked.
A couple of seconds later, Evan and Marie had Kurt laid out on the floor, pouring cereal and milk all over him. Kurt could have teleported, but he didn't remember the last time he'd had this much fun.
"Ooooooh! Listen to Big Boy Kurt! Apparently he's forgotten his roots as our resident trouble maker!" Marie was yelling.
"Did you hear him telling US to act our ages, Marie?" Evan teased.
"I vas simply stating zat you two children. . ."
"Who're you calling children again, Elf?" Marie asked, pouring more milk into his face.
"Okay! Okay! Truce!" Kurt yelled, suddenly teleporting from under Marie, who fell to the floor. "I call truce! Let's just eat breakfast in peace!"
Kurt dried himself off with a towel found under the sink in the kitchen, and sat down to breakfast. He was sitting across from Marie, who was once again sitting next to Evan.
"So. How was your night?" Marie asked, shooting Kurt an evil grin.
Kurt choked on his cereal. "Um. . .good. Nice sleep."
"Oh really?" Evan asked. "And where did you sleep?"
"In my room."
"But that's Kitty's room." Marie said. "By the way, why didn't you change your clothes?"
"Um. . ." Kurt began.
"Why are you taking so long to answer, Elf?" Evan asked.
"Vhy are you two teaming up on me?"
Evan and Marie began to laugh.
"Okay, okay. Don't worry, your secrets safe with us." Marie said, giggling.
"Vell, I guess babies must play." Kurt said. "I've noticed zat you two haff seemed to grow closer."
Marie blushed like a school girl, and Evan just stammered for a moment.
"Zought so." Kurt said, smiling and pouring himself a new bowl of cereal.
A moment of silence passed, and then Evan looked back up at Kurt.
"Nice shave. Guess she didn't like the goatee, huh?" Evan said.
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Kitty woke up alone in bed. She rolled over, looking for Kurt, and found a note on his pillow instead of his head.
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Katzchen,
Last night was wonderful. Thank you for letting me back into your heart. I'm thinking about staying here after the wedding, and I can't wait to start a new life with the X-Men, and you.
Love, Kurt
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Kitty fell back into her bed, a large smile on her face. She felt a happiness that she hadn't felt in years. She got out of bed and was about to leave when she realized that she was still naked. She got dressed, and went off to find Jean.
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Okay, so I lied. I got this new chapter up pretty fast. I hope you all liked it. I'm thinking that it's going to turn into a fluffy, happy story. I'm continuing on until I get to Kurt's decision of whether or not he'll leave, and I'll definitely write Scott and Jean's wedding. So, watched some boat stunts today on the movie we're shooting. Awesome. They're blowing one up tomorrow. Even cooler. Hope you're all well. Later.
Note: Just for you, Anonymous Reviewer. Just for you. However, I would like to remind everyone that Nightcrawler did eventually grow a goatee! He did. I've read the comics! Anyhow, here's the new chapter (up much earlier than I thought it would be).
Took-Baggins: Order of the Phoenix was great. It was really, REALLY dark. And the end will blow your mind. The books are moving into a really dark territory. And I'm not lazy!
Scarlet*Tears: Glad you found my stories. I hope you like them. And thanks for the review.
JDH3: One of my two most loyal readers! I hope you're liking this. I don't even know what I'll write afterwards, but I sincerely hope you read it.
Red Lion: The other one of my most loyal readers! Please update Shadows of Confusion! Please, please, please, please. . . ?
Everyone else: I wish I could write a little message to all of you, but I figure you'd all rather read this chapter and have me start the next one, so I'll thank all of my regular readers/reviewers after this story is over. Okay, on with the story. . .
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"I'm not sure how much I like the goatee, though." Kitty said.
"Ze goatee is cool."
"The goatee has got to go." Kitty said, laughing and tickling him.
It was around 2 a.m., and Kitty and Kurt were lying in her bed. Kurt had simply taken his shoes off before lying down, and Kitty had snuggled up to him, his arm around her, her head lying on his shoulder. She closed her eyes, and breathed in his scent. The two had been talking about his new look. She thought that the hair was okay. Different, but she liked it all the same. She didn't like the goatee at all.
"Didn't I tell you once that I'm not big on facial hair?" She asked.
"Jah. But zen you dated me once, too. Zat kind of negates anyzing you ever said about facial hair. It's just a little longer around my chin, now." He teased.
"It's got to go."
"Ve'll see." Kurt said, smiling in the dark.
"Well, I'm not dancing with you at the wedding if you don't shave it off. I won't have a slacker looking date." She said, bringing her eyes to his face.
She stared at him for a few moments, and then put her arm around his middle and pulled closer to him. She could feel him tense up, and smiled, the action reminding her of their relationship years ago. She could hardly believe it. They hadn't seen each other in fifteen years, and here they were, cuddling only hours after they had seen each other again.
"So, what are you doing these days? I mean, I've been watching the news, but. . ."
"Vhat haff I been doing?" he mused to himself. "Ach, yes! I'm part of a team of superheroes in England. Call ourselves Excalibur."
"I've heard this, Kurt." Kitty said, trying to sound bored.
"Vell zen, I've continued my practice viz ze sword. I'm actually quite a good swordsman now."
"Oh really?"
"Jah. Herr Logan vill be proud. I zink he vants to see me in ze danger room, soon."
Kitty laughed.
"Well, how have you BEEN, Kurt? Are you happy?"
Kurt took a second before answering. He thought about lying to her, but it seemed wrong. So instead, he simply told her the truth.
"No, I'm not so happy, actually. England is nice, but it's not home. I don't vant to shirk my duties, but just being here is making me zink zat I may stay." He said.
Kitty's heart jumped a beat. Was he going to stay in America? Here? At the Institute?
"So, you haven't told me how you have been doing, Katzchen." Kurt said.
She smiled. She hadn't been called that name in what seemed like forever.
"I'm doing okay." She said. "I came back here after college. I didn't really know what else to do. It seemed like it would be wrong to leave the Institute when the world is the way it is."
"Jah. I know vhat you mean." Kurt said.
She looked up at him, and immediately felt bad. " I didn't mean anything about you leaving. I really have been watching the news, and I know what you've been up to. Even though you're thinking of leaving, Excalibur sounds like a great team."
Kurt swallowed nervously. "Been vatching ze news, huh?"
Kitty smiled. "Yeah. So, who's the new girl, nowadays? Are you still dating that princess?"
"Um, nein."
"Why? What happened?" Kitty asked, pulling away from him. She turned to face him, resting her elbow on the bed.
"Um, it just vasn't meant to be." Kurt said, not looking at her.
"And why is that?" She teased.
"Um. . . she believed. . . zat. . . uh. . . mein heart vasn't in ze relationship." Kurt said, blushing.
Kitty's smile faded. She moved closer to him, putting her hand on his stomach. Kurt could feel his heart pounding, and heard it in his ears. His breathing had speeded up a little bit, and Kitty noticed. Her own heart was beginning to pound, and she too could hear the sound of it's beating. She looked into his face, trying to make eye contact. Kurt continued to stare at the ceiling.
"Was it?"
"Nein." He said, looking at her.
"Why not?" she asked, her voice quiet, almost a whisper.
"Because. . . my heart has alvays, and alvays vill, belong to anozzer."
Kitty felt the tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She turned away from Kurt, not having the strength to look at him anymore. Shame and regret for what happened over a decade ago surfaced, and she couldn't handle it. She pulled away from him, sliding her legs over the side of the bed.
"Kurt. . . about what happened. . . " she began.
"Nein, Katzchen. Zhere is no reason to explain."
"Yes there is. There is. I didn't mean to treat you like that."
"I should haff tried to understand. . ." he said.
"How could you, though? I put you into a hard enough situation without making you wait for a decision."
"It vas only a couple of days. If I had stayed. . ." Kurt said.
"Who's to say that I would have made up my mind, even if you had stayed and waited for me for a year? Or ten years?" She asked, the tears welling behind her eyes.
"Katzchen. . ."
"What?"
"I didn't mean to leave you."
"I didn't want you to leave me."
He slid over to the side of the bed and put his legs around her. His arms encircled her from behind, and he laid his head against her neck. He breathed hitched, as if sobs from years ago were waiting to get out again. He kissed her neck, and put his mouth to her ear.
"Please don't cry. I alvays hated it vhen you cried." He whispered.
"Kurt, is there any way for us to go back to where we were?" she asked.
"Jah. Maybe. I don't know, Katzchen. But I'm villing to try. I've regretted what happened all zhose years ago every day since."
Two hot tears slid down her face, hanging on the edge of her chin. Kurt drew one finger across them, catching them, and drying her face. She turned to him, looking up into his face. She had once been frightened of his appearance, thinking him to be a demon. She found out later that his outward appearance was at odds with what lay inside. He was an angel. Her angel. She leaned forward and upwards, bringing her lips to his. Her cheek grazed his chin, and she could feel the fur and goatee brushing against her skin. When she touched her lips to his, she could hear her heart beating inside of her. It felt as if everything else had stopped for their moment. She felt the softness of his lips, and her heart fluttered as they kissed. Time stood still. Her tongue met his as he closed his eyes. She could feel the tracks of her tears drying on her cheeks. She opened her mouth again and felt her entire body tremble. She never closed her eyes.
When the kiss was broken, Kurt looked at her in the dark and smiled.
"Vell, zat vas a start." He said, and laid her down on the bed as thunder rumbled outside. A thunderstorm had begun, and they began to undress each other as lightning struck somewhere close by.
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The next morning, Evan was eating alone in the kitchen. The thunderstorm outside had kept him up for most of the night, and he yawned loudly in the kitchen. Stretching his arms, he turned to the door as Marie stepped inside. She grabbed a bowl, poured some cereal and milk into it, and took a seat next to Evan. She was about to take her first bite when Evan nudged her arm with his elbow. The cereal and milk in the spoon fell back into her bowl. She turned to Evan, giving him a "babies will play" look.
"What?" Evan asked innocently.
"Will ya let me eat mah breakfast in peace?" she asked.
"What did I do?" Evan asked, and then turned back to his food.
As Marie was about to take another bite, Evan elbowed her arm again.
"Evan! Will you stop?" she asked, suppressing a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Evan asked, not suppressing his smile at all.
She gave him another warning look, and then tried to take her first bite again. The same thing happened, and Evan got a different result. Instead of asking Evan to stop, she got up from the table, and poured the bowl of milk and cereal over Evan's head. Evan sat there for a moment, completely drenched in his breakfast. Then he looked slowly over to where Marie was standing, and launched himself at her.
Kurt was coming down the stairs in the same clothing that he had worn the night before. He yawned to himself, and smiled. Reaching up to his chin, he felt the area around his mouth where his goatee used to be.
"Still letting her talk me into anyzing." He muttered to himself, and smiled again.
He rounded the corner into the kitchen, and saw Evan atop of Marie, with an entire gallon of milk in his hands. He was unscrewing the cap of the jug, getting ready to tip it onto Marie.
"Evan! Evan, Ah swear to God Ah'll lay ya out for a week!" Marie said, threatening to take off her glove.
Kurt giggled, watching the fight. Marie was smiling, and he felt that there was no way that she would ever harm Evan. Not intentionally anyhow.
"Marie, I'm gonna teach you something really important today." Evan said, also laughing.
Kurt waited until Evan was about to pour the contents of the milk jug onto his half-sister's head, and then teleported to where they were lying on the floor. He grabbed the jug, and snatched it away from Evan. Evan and Marie suddenly stopped laughing and talking, looking up at Kurt.
"Don't you zink zat you two should be acting your own age?" he asked.
A couple of seconds later, Evan and Marie had Kurt laid out on the floor, pouring cereal and milk all over him. Kurt could have teleported, but he didn't remember the last time he'd had this much fun.
"Ooooooh! Listen to Big Boy Kurt! Apparently he's forgotten his roots as our resident trouble maker!" Marie was yelling.
"Did you hear him telling US to act our ages, Marie?" Evan teased.
"I vas simply stating zat you two children. . ."
"Who're you calling children again, Elf?" Marie asked, pouring more milk into his face.
"Okay! Okay! Truce!" Kurt yelled, suddenly teleporting from under Marie, who fell to the floor. "I call truce! Let's just eat breakfast in peace!"
Kurt dried himself off with a towel found under the sink in the kitchen, and sat down to breakfast. He was sitting across from Marie, who was once again sitting next to Evan.
"So. How was your night?" Marie asked, shooting Kurt an evil grin.
Kurt choked on his cereal. "Um. . .good. Nice sleep."
"Oh really?" Evan asked. "And where did you sleep?"
"In my room."
"But that's Kitty's room." Marie said. "By the way, why didn't you change your clothes?"
"Um. . ." Kurt began.
"Why are you taking so long to answer, Elf?" Evan asked.
"Vhy are you two teaming up on me?"
Evan and Marie began to laugh.
"Okay, okay. Don't worry, your secrets safe with us." Marie said, giggling.
"Vell, I guess babies must play." Kurt said. "I've noticed zat you two haff seemed to grow closer."
Marie blushed like a school girl, and Evan just stammered for a moment.
"Zought so." Kurt said, smiling and pouring himself a new bowl of cereal.
A moment of silence passed, and then Evan looked back up at Kurt.
"Nice shave. Guess she didn't like the goatee, huh?" Evan said.
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Kitty woke up alone in bed. She rolled over, looking for Kurt, and found a note on his pillow instead of his head.
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Katzchen,
Last night was wonderful. Thank you for letting me back into your heart. I'm thinking about staying here after the wedding, and I can't wait to start a new life with the X-Men, and you.
Love, Kurt
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Kitty fell back into her bed, a large smile on her face. She felt a happiness that she hadn't felt in years. She got out of bed and was about to leave when she realized that she was still naked. She got dressed, and went off to find Jean.
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Okay, so I lied. I got this new chapter up pretty fast. I hope you all liked it. I'm thinking that it's going to turn into a fluffy, happy story. I'm continuing on until I get to Kurt's decision of whether or not he'll leave, and I'll definitely write Scott and Jean's wedding. So, watched some boat stunts today on the movie we're shooting. Awesome. They're blowing one up tomorrow. Even cooler. Hope you're all well. Later.
