(AN: Oh hi! =) I thought you'd NEVER come u.u Well here's Chapter Four. Is this what you want? Yeah. It is, isn't it? GOODY! 'cause Ive just added it n____n! Yes, Ive been overcome by insanity. So take care and don't be bitten by the rabid blue elves! :D mmkay? Good, now here's what you really came her for…Chapter 4! Hey that rhymes! XD)

.+. Chapter Four: Haagen Dazs, Confrontations and Broken Mirrors.+.

The following day was a gray and rainy Saturday, and the x-men had to stay inside the institute. But of course, they were doing the usual thing.

Scott as usual, shining his car in the Garage while flirting with Jean, Jean reading a book while flirting with Scott, Rogue listening to her usual LOUD music and driving everyone insane with it, Evan showing off to the new recruits, and…my… You can surely guess what Kurt and Kitty are doing. They sat in the living room watching some boring shows just for the fun of it, Kurt of course with a bowl of popcorn in his hand. Lets focus on the two, shall we?

Kitty looked at Kurt for a while and blushed. "Umm…Kurt?"

"Ja?" Kurt replied, raising an eyebrow.

"I-I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday. You…you, like totally didn't deserve it! I acted like such a brat back there and…and yeah."

Kurt smiled. "Zhat's okay, Katzchen. I shouldn't have startled you like zhat anyvay. I apologize as well."

Kitty blushed and became a bit frantic. "Uhh No- no need to apologize, Kurt! I-I I know you were only trying to be nice! Heheh." She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, a nervous smile on her face.

Kurt gave her a weird look. The nervousness Kitty was showing was very obvious. But nonetheless he didn't mind it. "Whew. I'm glad you're not mad at me anymore… You know, Katzchen, to lose a friend like you vould be a HUGE loss." He said, taking a handful of popcorn and stuffing it into his mouth. Kitty giggled a bit. "Thanks, Kurt. It goes for you too, I mean, how often could you, like, find a friend as nice, as gentle and as…Whoops. I'm beginning to rant! Heheh…"

"…Kitty?" Kurt asked.

"…yeah Kurt?"

"Vhy are you so nervous? Your cheeks are turning very pink."

Kitty blushed WAY more. "U..Uh? O-Oh that. I- I was… I was… uhhh I.. I am-

Kurt laid a finger on her mouth. "Shh. Never mind." He said calmly and in a very gentle way. "Forget I asked." He smiled at Kitty, Kitty, calming down and smiling back. Kurt looked out into the hallway and said, VERY out of the blue:

"I vonder if ve still have any Haagen Dazs left…"

Kitty giggled and nodded. "You're lucky I didn't finish all the Strawberry."

Kurt grinned. "Naahh I like zhe chocolate one better."

"I see."

"So vould you like one?"

"uhh..Sure."

"Flavour?"

"The usual!" Kitty said flipping her hair. "Strawberry!"

"Okay. I'd STILL recommend zhe chocolate one, though." Kurt said grinning at Kitty and with that he 'BAMF'ed into the kitchen and 'BAMF'ed bacl to the living room, with two Pints of Haagen Dazs. ((Haaaagen Daaazss…. –drool-)) He handed the Strawberry one, of course, to Kitty and had the chocolate for himself. Then they were silent after that.

After a long pause, Kurt spoke.

"….Keety?"

"…Yes, Kurt?"

"…Nevermind."

Kitty frowned, concerned "Come on. Tell me."

"Its nothing, really. Forget it."

"No. Come on, tell me what you wanted to say?"

"….Ill just tell you vhen the time is right."

"No, Kurt, you tell me now. Come on, don't make such a big deal about it."

Kurt looked at Kitty for a moment. He paused for quite a while and looked at the lit fireplace before them. He watched the small sparks set astray from the fire and fade slowly.

"…Fine...Keety, have you ever loved someone, and yet… you are unsure of vhat he or she feels for you? I mean- for example if you love someone and you cant really tell if..if he or she loves you back…"

Kitty remained silent. Blushing rather seriously. Kurt turned to look at her. Kitty looked down.

"…Yeah. I have."

Kurt watched the fire blaze. He watched it dance. Was it the right time? Was it the right time to tell Kitty how he felt for her ever since? Yeah. It was, he decided.

"K...Keetty?"

"Y-yes, Kurt?" Kitty looked at Kurt, an anxious look on her face.

"Keety..I haff been keeping Zhis from you for a long time.. Itz just zhat every time Im close to you I.. I feel so safe. Keety? I.." Kurt blushed madly, somehow not being able to look Kitty in the eye.

"I… I…I … I L-L….L…-

"-Oh – Were you two using this room? Ahm sorry, Ah thought it was emptay." Rogue said, 'accidentally' walking in on the two.

"Oh R-Rogue!" Kitty said in surprise, blushing. "Actually, we were just l-leaving! Heh, yeah! That's right, we were just leaving. Right, Kurt?"

"Huh? Oh. Ja...." Kurt sighed. He missed the perfect chance. Damnit all. "..Ve vere just leaving…" He stood up, Kitty following and they left the room. Kurt shot a very suspicious glance at the grinning Rogue as he passed by her. Rogue just watched them leave and turned to the unfinished Haagen Dazs cups, a triumphant grin spread wide across her face.

Actually? She had been standing there near the entrance to the living room for the past hour.

***

"Verdamnt!!" Kurt cursed, heaving himself onto his bed with a loud WHUMP. He had missed the VERY perfect chance to tell Kitty how he felt. Why did Rogue have to come in? Why did she have to? Somehow Kurt was suspicious that Rogue didn't come in on he and Kitty by accident. Somehow he felt that Rogue was there all the time listening to his conversation. Drat. Why did Kurt always have to screw up? Nothing he does seems to always go well. Nothing. Kurt heaved another sigh and stared at the ceiling for a long time. And then it suddenly hit him! He forgot to go and consult the professor about that Flashback he had! But Kurt doubted that the Professor would be able to help him much on it, but oh well, desperate times call for desperate measures, Kurt thought, and this time was surely a desperate one. He got up from his bed and headed to go see the Professor.

***A little while later***

"…I see." The Professor said, a look of wisdom on his face. He turned to Kurt, who was standing right there, unmoving, and nervous. "So you're saying that you've been having these kind of dreams for a week now, and you want to know the answers to this certain one?"

"Y…Yes, Professor, I didn't mean to bother you but… I vas Sinking ((thinking)) zhat maybe you had a few answers. It has been bugging me for a long time…"

"Well I'm glad you came to consult me, Kurt. Although I may not have the exact answers, I may have a few possibilities." The Professor said, giving a kind smile to Kurt. Kurt looked rather surprised. It WAS good news that the professor had a few answers, but the thing was HOW did he know?

"…" Kurt remained silent. Possibly waiting for the Professor to answer him.

"Kurt, you know very much about your power of teleportation. How old were you when this incident occurred?" the Professor said calmly.

"A-about Sirteen ((thirteen)) or fourteen, professor…" Kurt replied, looking diagonally left to the ground. Somehow he couldn't look at the professor straight in the eye.

"I see." The professor said, understanding completely why Kurt couldn't look him in the eye. "Possibilities could be, Kurt, since you were young and rather inexperienced in managing your mutant powers properly, your emotions must have triggered you to teleport out of the situation. But I cannot guarantee that this is the full truth, Kurt. There must be someone you know who might be able to answer to your problems. Maybe you could consult him or her as well. Chances are you could get the actual story."

Kurt nodded in agreement before giving the professor a smile that was more than enough for a 'thank you', and left the room.

The professor watched Kurt leave, and he couldn't help but smile at how determined Kurt was.

***

Kurt walked silently back into his room and flopped back onto his bed. DOES he know someone who was in that burning incident? Aside from his adoptive parents all the way back in Germany, who ELSE did he know? Turning his head sideways, Kurt couldn't help but notice the mirror beside his closet. He got up and walked towards the mirror and saw his reflection there.

Kurt looked angrily back at his reflection in the mirror, and his eyes began to water in a mixture of deep sorrow and hatred. He continued staring at himself in anger for quite a long time. How he HATED his life. WHY did he have to be made like… like this? Why did he have to look so… so inhuman? Kurt continued glaring at the reflection of the person he hated the most. Himself. He wished so deeply that the villagers had killed him, so Kurt wouldn't have to bear a life like this.

Suddenly Kurt couldn't control it anymore. He hated this so much that he just led his fists to the mirror's surface, and with a loud 'KSHAANNG!' he shattered it into many broken pieces, the broken mirror pieces, falling to the floor and laying there.

Kurt leaned against the wall and sank down to the floor slowly, burying his face in his hands. He couldn't bear it anymore. He really couldn't. SURE he had a lot of friends who were supporting him all the way, but what about the rest of the world? Why couldn't people just accept others for who they truly are, and not judge someone by their outer looks, but their inner being? Silent tears streamed Kurt's face, which was showing a deep look of both emptiness and desperation. He really couldn't take this anymore; it was a heavy thing to accept. When would Kurt finally be able to live a life like all the other teenagers out there? When will he ever be able to stop hiding away behind his inducer? Never. That's when, never. Kurt buried his face deeper into his arms and wept rather silently.

Then a rush of footsteps were heard and Kitty came in Kurt's room, and stopped before the sight she saw before her. It was a dim room, a broken mirror, and Kurt, sitting there crying.

"Kurt…Kurt I… what happened?"

Kurt looked up and saw Kitty, and brushed the tears away from his eyes immediately, though his voice was still muffled and unclear.

"N-Nussing! Nussing has happened…"

Kitty looked back at Kurt, a look of concern in her eyes. Kitty had never seen Kurt crying before, and she couldn't help but wonder what was bothering Kurt so much.

"Kurt, if nothing's happened, then why is there a shattered mirror beside you?" Kitty asked. And then it dawned on her. Had Kurt been crying because of the way he looked, And because of how others have been treating him because of this? It was only too possible. Kitty knelt beside Kurt and wrapped her arms around him in a comforting hug.

"..Don't worry about it too much, Kurt, don't let it get to your head! You, like, still have us, Kurt…You…You still have me.."

Kurt looked up. Did he hear correctly? Did Kitty just say 'You still have me?' Did he just hear Kitty say that? Did he? Did he just sense that Kitty didn't actually mind the way he looked anymore, that she isn't freaked out by his mere appearance? Kurt couldn't help but speak out, but still in a muffled voice.

"You mean… Keety… You don't mind ze vay…You don't mind how I look anymore?"

"Oh Kurt… I'm sorry I had ever minded it before! – The way you look, I mean. Even though you're all furry outside… we.. we.." Kitty trailed off, blushing.

"You…?" Kurt replied, somehow cheering up slightly.

"…We…I…I know now that you're beautiful inside…" kitty was blushing very madly now, but she continued hugging Kurt, tightening her grip around him. Kurt was very warm. Kitty couldn't help but notice. She could remain hugging him forever.

Kurt's eyes widened. Could this actually be true? Did Kitty, Kitty Pryde, the girl Kurt had always cared for, yet the girl who was scared of him and always tried her best to keep away from him say that she actually thought that Kurt was BEAUTIFUL inside, that she didn't judge him entirely by how he looked? Kurt couldn't help but smile a bit. Kitty saw him smiling again and said "There. That's better. Cheer up Okay, Kurt? Don't let problems get to your head too much."

"J-ja…" Kurt said, smile never fading. His golden-amber eyes had their usual spark again.

"That's better. Well, I can hear Jean calling me, probably for help on those cookies. I have to go now, bye Kurt!" Kitty said, releasing Kurt form the hug, standing up and walking away. But when she reached the doorway, Kurt called back.

"…Und Katzchen? One more Sing ((thing))…"

"Yeah, Kurt?"

"…Danke… For everything. You're such a great friend.." Kurt said looking at Kitty, blushing, but smiling fully now.

Kitty smiled and winked. "Hey, its really no big. You're welcome! In fact – you're ALWAYS welcome." Then Kitty phased through the door, and then she was gone.

Kurt stood up, with a content smile on his face. He couldn't help but actually chuckle to himself of how wrong he was. Kitty didn't hate him. Kitty didn't hate him at all. Wiping the remaining tears off his furry blue face, he looked at the broken pieces of the mirror that lay on the floor. Kurt only saw a broken picture of a blue fuzzy elf with wet eyes yet a content smile looking back at him. And then it hit him. He COULD know someone who would POSSIBLY be there the night of that burning incident! Kurt continued staring at the broken image of himself, and he couldn't help but utter out the name of the person that could POSSIBLY answer all his questions about that flashback… POSSIBLY.

"…Mystique…"

END. for now.

((AN: READ PLEASEEEE! SORTOF cliffhanger? Yeah. NO I wont follow the actual storyline of that burning thingy first of all because I don't KNOW what happens after! That's why Im twisting the real plot a little bit and adding some of my own juice. Hopefully the next chapter will at least get me some more reviews as well as this one. I mean – come on. So far? I only have 3 chapters and 9 reviews. This is so bad. .o maybe I should make a new story? I don't know. ANYWAY PLEASE R&R!

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