Three

When Kurt answered his bedroom door the last person in the world he expected to see was Ami. Her usually blue eyes were red and puffy from crying, and she looked incredibly tired.

"Ami, what's wrong?" he asked, ushering her inside and shutting the door behind her.

She sat on the bed and immediately fresh tears poured from her face. "I got fired today, and then I got kicked out of the house."

"What?"

Ami knew just how hard this was going to be for Kurt to hear, so she tried to compose herself. "Nicole called Mr. Canterfield and Mrs. Nunez and she told them about you. Mr. Canterfield said it would ruin his reputation for his secretary to be dating a mutant, and well Mrs. Nunez said that she didn't want…"

Kurt sat down next to Ami and wrapped his arms around her.

"She said she didn't want me living there."

They sat in silence until Kurt said exactly what Ami knew he'd say. "This is because of me."

"No, it isn't. This is because people are assholes."

He didn't act like he believed her, but he didn't press the matter.

"Tanya said we could move into an apartment but I know there's no way she can get out of that damned lease. And Nicole would probably just call them too. I don't know what I'm going to do." And with that the tears started again.

Kurt got off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a glass of water and some tissues. "We'll figure it out."

"We?"

"Of course," he said, smoothing her hair with his hand. "I would never let you go through this alone."

She held him tighter than she can ever recall, and only broke away to lock him in the most passionate kiss of their history together.

"Ami, I…" Kurt panted, coming up for air. Ami looked at him expectantly. "I…"

"Whatever it is," Ami said, laying back on the bed and slowly pulling Kurt along with her. "You can tell me."

Too many thoughts were rushing through Kurt's mind for him to really think. Above all else he knew he was starting to feel aroused, which scared him. His faith was not about to allow what his lower half wanted to happen to actually happen.

"Kurt, the Professor wants… oh my, I'm sorry," Rogue said, opening the door and abruptly closing it again.

"Oh shit," Ami swore. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for…" Her voice trailed off.

Kurt was still laying there while his mind was telling him to get up and find out what the Professor wanted. "I should go after her," was all he could manage to say.

Breathing heavily Kurt sprinted from the room and caught up with Rogue in the hallway.

"Well I can't say I ever thought I'd see anything like that," she quipped.

"Please," he said earnestly. "I would appreciate it if you did not mention this to anyone else. We weren't going to…" He searched for words.

"Nothing was going to happen, I got ya. And don't worry, I'm not really the gossipy type."

Kurt gave her a thankful smile before heading to the Professor's study to see what he wanted.

"Ah, Kurt," the Professor said upon his arrival. "How are things going with you?"

"Not too well Professor. You see, it's about Ami…"

"Yes?"

He explained the situation and the Professor thought it over quietly.

Kurt's heart was racing. He couldn't send Ami away to a place she wasn't welcome at, and if the Professor didn't allow her to stay then he'd just find her a place to live on her own. Maybe on their own… Finally the Professor spoke. "She can stay here at the mansion, provided she has her own room and you keep all… activities to your own quarters."

As relieved as he was, Kurt felt like he was going to die of embarrassment. "Thank you Professor," he said as he backed out of the room, trying not to trip over everything in his path.

As he headed back to his room to tell Ami the good news he realized that he never did find out what the Professor wanted in the first place. Strange how his timing was so well… things like that always made Kurt nervous.

When he got back to his room he found Ami fast asleep, the exhaustion of the day having been too much for her. Laughing a little to himself he tucked her in and shut off the light. After writing a little note he left again to help get her room in order. After all, it wasn't even noon yet.