Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution, or any other Marvel or WB
property.
Notes: Thanks for your reviews everyone. They're much appreciated. Okay, I don't know if any of you know what "fookie dust" is, but it'll be explained in a later chapter. Also, for those of you who think that it was Kitty up in Kurt's bedroom the night of the storm (and every other night that week), well, um, keep reading.
Another note: I'm taking some of your suggestions, and I think I may do an Evan/Rogue story after this one. Just so everyone knows.
Yet Another note: Um, just to warn everyone, this is going to get pretty goofy/zany very fast. I never meant for this to be a serious story, so if that's what you're hoping for, you may want to find another story. Just warning ya. So I guess this is a complete A/U, because all the girls in the mansion (and two others) are going to start to act a little OOC. Well, some of them will be completely OOC. But hey! That's just how the fuzzy one affects the ladies! Right ladies? Okay, on to the story.
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"Maybe it's just one of those weird "things," you know, like when it rains frogs, or spontaneous combustion." Evan said.
Evan and Kurt had just come out of a store in the mall. They had circled the mall twice, entering almost every store. Kurt still hadn't found anything to buy as a present for Amanda. They each had problems concentrating on the task at hand, however, because they both couldn't stop talking about what had happened at the mansion earlier that morning.
Kurt's head was still reeling. He couldn't believe it. None of them had ever, EVER, shown interest in him before that morning. And his Katzchen? That he really couldn't believe. Was it possible for her to have newly found feelings about him? Was she really jealous of Amanda? And if so, what did that mean for the future of their relationship? He found himself more and more confused, and in the new light of how Kitty may or may not feel about him, the present for Amanda seemed less and less important.
"I mean, that was so weird." Evan finished.
"Jah. Hey, do you really zink zat Kitty may have been jealous?" Kurt asked.
Evan looked at his friend, realizing that he probably hadn't listened to a word that he had just said. He knew what must have been running around in Kurt's mind, and was almost certain that the thought probably resembled a young, pretty faced brunette.
"I don't know, Kurt. Hey, listen, we need to find this present for Amanda, right?"
"Huh? Oh, jah." Kurt said absentmindedly.
"Hey, Kurt, remember Amanda? You're asking her out soon, right?" Evan asked, eyeing Kurt.
"Oh, sure, sure." Kurt said, not facing his friend. He was still looking forward and there was a slight glaze to his eyes.
"Hey, man, don't forget about Amanda. You can't let whatever it was that happened this morning get in your way. You were going to ask her out. You've told me that you like her."
"Jah, jah! I know. But if Kitty really does haff feelings for me, how can I ignore zat?" Kurt asked, turning to face Evan. "I've been trying my best to get over her for ze past couple of months, and now. . .if she likes me. . ."
"Kurt, I know how you feel about Kitty, but remember, Amanda likes you. You like Amanda. You can't just lead her on." Evan said. "Besides, you don't even know if Kitty really does like you or not. Maybe it was something else. She didn't flirt with you like the other three.
"You're right. Man, zat vas really weird zis morning."
"You can say that again."
The two walked out of another store, and ran right into Tabitha. She was just standing there, as if she had been waiting on them.
"Oh, hey Tabby." Evan said.
"Good morning, Tabby." Kurt said.
"Hi Kurt." She said, not even returning Evan's greeting.
She was looking straight at Kurt, and a slight smile tugged at her lips. Evan realized that it was if she hadn't even noticed that he was standing there, as if Kurt was the only person in the mall. A familiar feeling gripped Evan's stomach, and he looked from Tabby to Kurt, and then back to Tabby.
"Here we go again." Evan thought.
"So, how're you?" Kurt asked.
"I'm great. I'm a little tired. Didn't get much sleep last night." She said.
"Storm keep you up?" Evan asked.
"Last nights storm? No. Something else." Tabby said, continuing to stare at Kurt. "So what're you guys doing here?"
"I'm looking for a gift for a friend's birzday." Kurt said.
"Amanda Sefton?" Tabby asked.
"Um, jah. Amanda."
"I don't know why you're bothering with her Kurt. She's not your type at all."
"Oh really? And just what is his type Tabby?" Evan asked. He was really starting to get annoyed with the events that had been transpiring that morning.
"Well, Evan." She said, turning to face him. "I think Kurt needs someone who's just a little more. . .free. A little wilder. Someone who's a little more like his wild side." She put her hand out and traced Kurt's jaw line with her fingers, caressing his fur, sending shudders throughout Kurt.
"We've gotta go." Evan said, pulling Kurt along with him.
"Bye, Kurt! See ya later!" she called after him seductively.
"Um, bye, Tab. . ." he didn't get to finish, as Evan yanked him forward and pushed him towards the doors of the mall.
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Jean sat down to breakfast with Scott. Scott was talking to her about what he planned on doing today, and she couldn't have found it more boring.
"All he ever does is study or run sims in the danger room." She thought. "He needs to loosen up a little bit."
"Hey, Scott, why don't we go out today? Why don't we go out somewhere, even go to New York City for the day or something?" she asked.
"Well, I would, but I've been lax in my training a lot lately, what with exams and all. . ."
"Scott, come on, let's just get out of here. You need to unwind a bit, don't you?"
"Unwind? I'm not wound up." He said.
"Yes you are. All you ever do is train or study. Let's just go out and have fun today."
"Jean, you know I'd do anything for you, but I just can't today. Why don't you train with me?" he asked, somewhat hopeful.
"Because I just don't feel like it. God, Scott, can't you just be more like Kurt for a day?"
"More like Kurt? What, you want me to goof off all day and try my best to shirk my responsibilities?"
"He doesn't shirk any of his responsibilities and you know that! I just want us to go out and do something, I don't know, different."
"I'll tell you what, why don't we have a picnic lunch tomorrow?" he asked, getting up to clean his plate. "We'll talk about it later, but I really have to get going."
"Fine. Fine." She said. He walked by her and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.
"Maybe I'll just hang out with Kurt today." She thought.
A couple of moments later, Kitty walked into the kitchen. Her head was hanging down, and she looked as if something was wrong.
"Hey, Kitty. Are you okay?" Jean asked.
"No. I don't feel all that well." Kitty said.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I mean. . ." Kitty began, and then stopped.
"What is it?" Jean asked.
"Have you ever realized that you may have feelings for someone, but that it may be too late for you to tell them?" Kitty asked.
"No, can't say as I have." Jean said.
"Well, there's this guy, right? And he's always been totally nice to me, but I kind of blew him off for someone else. Well, like, now things aren't working out for Lance and I, and all I can think about is this other guy."
"Who's the other guy?" Jean asked.
"Um, no one. Forget about it."
"No! Tell me. Who is it?" Jean said, almost whispering. Her head leaned forward, interested in any type of gossip she could possibly hear.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?" Kitty asked.
"Promise."
"Kurt."
"Kurt?"
"Yeah. And I don't even know why! I mean, he used to, like, totally freak me out flirting with me all of the time. Now I can't stop thinking about him."
"Oh." Jean said, leaning back in her chair.
"What should I do?" Kitty asked.
Jean thought about it for a moment. "Nothing."
"Really, because I was thinking about just hanging out with him tonight. Just to see what happens." Kitty said.
"No! You don't want to do that! Besides, he has Amanda now, right?" Jean asked, suddenly very interested in keeping Kitty Pryde away from Kurt.
Kitty hung her head again. "Yeah, I suppose he does."
"Yeah, and you'll just confuse him more. Just forget it Kitty. Besides, Lance isn't all that bad, right?"
Kitty's head shot up. Now this was weird, she thought. Since when did Jean ever say that Lance was a good guy? She wasn't as quick to judge as the others, Kitty knew, but she still didn't trust Lance. She had told her from the beginning of their relationship that she thought it was a bad idea to date someone who she would possibly have to fight someday.
"Say again?" Kitty asked.
"Well, Lance isn't all that bad, right?" Jean asked.
The two females just sat there in silence, looking at one another.
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As Evan and Kurt pulled up to the mansion again, Kurt noticed Jubilee and Amara waving excitedly from an upstairs window. He could almost swear that he saw Amara blow a kiss in his general direction. He shook his head, completely bewildered. Evan pulled back up into the garage and cut off the ignition
"This is what I think you should do. Just teleport up to your room, and stay there for the rest of the day." Evan said.
"I'm not going to hide in my room for ze rest of ze day."
Evan looked at him, and shook his head.
"Well I know what you're planning on doing. And I'm not going to let you do it.
"Vhat are you talking about?" Kurt said, not able to look at Evan.
"You're not talking to Kitty about this morning."
"Jah. Of course not."
"Kurt, I'm serious. Leave it alone."
"So vhat if I talk to her? It doesn't mean anyzing vill happen." Kurt said, turning to face Evan. He wanted to talk to Kitty. What if she did have feelings for him? He knew that he'd drop anything, or anyone, for a chance with her. He couldn't help his feelings for her. Amanda was a nice girl, but she light the fire within his body, heart, and soul like Kitty did.
"Kurt. . ."
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll go to my room, Dad." Kurt said, and teleported right out of the jeep. He 'ported into his room, and looked around. It was going to be a long afternoon. "And I didn't even get Amanda's present."
At that moment, his phone rang. He picked it up, and when he heard the voice on the other end, he almost immediately regretted it.
"Hi Kurt!" Amanda said.
"Oh, hi Amanda. What's up?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about you, wondering what you were up to."
"Um. . ."
"So what are you doing tonight?" Amanda asked.
Kurt swallowed out of nervousness. Hard.
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Evan walked towards the kitchen, and he could feel the animosity in the air even before he got to the door. When he did get to the door, he could hear a heated argument in the kitchen, and decided to listen instead of walk into it.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Kitty asked.
"I just don't think it's fair to Kurt! You know how he felt about you for the past year! And if you start asking to hang out around him, it's only playing with his heart!" Jean yelled.
"And why do you care so much, Jean?" Kitty asked.
"Because. . .Kurt's my friend!"
"Oh, is that why? Because you know, you already have a boyfriend!" Kitty yelled.
"Just because I want to hang out with Kurt tonight. . .that. . .well. . .it doesn't mean anything!"
"Oh sure! Then why can't I hang out with him?"
"Listen! He likes Amanda now! Not you!" Jean yelled.
"Well, who said I liked him anyhow?" Kitty asked.
"You did!"
"Oh great." Thought Evan. "Please don't let him hear this."
"Shut up, Jean!"
"You shut up, Kitty!"
Evan opened up the door, and walked into the kitchen. The two girls were standing up on opposite sides of the table in the nook, staring at one another. They only broke the glare long enough to look at Evan.
"Hi, ladies." Evan said, grabbing a carton of milk from the refrigerator.
"Hi, Evan." They chorused, sounding as if they still wanted to kill each other. Then Kitty turned to face him.
"Hey! You're back! Is Kurt back, too?" Kitty asked.
"Um. . ." Evan said, putting down his glass of milk. ". . .yeeeeees."
"Good! Later, Red." And with that, Kitty ran upwards and through the ceiling.
"Oh no you don't!" Jean said, and ran towards the door.
"What's going on here?" Evan yelled as she ran by.
"We both want to hang out with Kurt tonight." She said, turning back to face him only long enough for her to open the door. And then she was gone.
"Ah, hell. Let him handle this. I gotta find Marie. The last thing I need is for her to get a thing for her brother." Evan thought, and walked towards the back door.
"Good luck, Kurt." He said to the empty air.
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Across town, Tabby got back to the boardinghouse, and went to her room. She laid down on her bed to catch a couple hours of sleep. She was tired after her long night. She looked into the corner of her room and saw her pile of wet clothes. She smiled to herself as she remembered her long walk through the rain. She knew what she had to do. Instead of just watching him tonight, she was going to have to wake him up. And she could think of at least 100 different, very interesting ways to wake him up.
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Okay, so there's chapter 2. Kurt's suffering will begin soon. Not angsty suffering though. No angst after this chapter. Anyhow, I'm sure you all know by now who's been sneaking into Kurt's room. Rogue shows up next chapter, as does Remy.
Later.
Notes: Thanks for your reviews everyone. They're much appreciated. Okay, I don't know if any of you know what "fookie dust" is, but it'll be explained in a later chapter. Also, for those of you who think that it was Kitty up in Kurt's bedroom the night of the storm (and every other night that week), well, um, keep reading.
Another note: I'm taking some of your suggestions, and I think I may do an Evan/Rogue story after this one. Just so everyone knows.
Yet Another note: Um, just to warn everyone, this is going to get pretty goofy/zany very fast. I never meant for this to be a serious story, so if that's what you're hoping for, you may want to find another story. Just warning ya. So I guess this is a complete A/U, because all the girls in the mansion (and two others) are going to start to act a little OOC. Well, some of them will be completely OOC. But hey! That's just how the fuzzy one affects the ladies! Right ladies? Okay, on to the story.
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"Maybe it's just one of those weird "things," you know, like when it rains frogs, or spontaneous combustion." Evan said.
Evan and Kurt had just come out of a store in the mall. They had circled the mall twice, entering almost every store. Kurt still hadn't found anything to buy as a present for Amanda. They each had problems concentrating on the task at hand, however, because they both couldn't stop talking about what had happened at the mansion earlier that morning.
Kurt's head was still reeling. He couldn't believe it. None of them had ever, EVER, shown interest in him before that morning. And his Katzchen? That he really couldn't believe. Was it possible for her to have newly found feelings about him? Was she really jealous of Amanda? And if so, what did that mean for the future of their relationship? He found himself more and more confused, and in the new light of how Kitty may or may not feel about him, the present for Amanda seemed less and less important.
"I mean, that was so weird." Evan finished.
"Jah. Hey, do you really zink zat Kitty may have been jealous?" Kurt asked.
Evan looked at his friend, realizing that he probably hadn't listened to a word that he had just said. He knew what must have been running around in Kurt's mind, and was almost certain that the thought probably resembled a young, pretty faced brunette.
"I don't know, Kurt. Hey, listen, we need to find this present for Amanda, right?"
"Huh? Oh, jah." Kurt said absentmindedly.
"Hey, Kurt, remember Amanda? You're asking her out soon, right?" Evan asked, eyeing Kurt.
"Oh, sure, sure." Kurt said, not facing his friend. He was still looking forward and there was a slight glaze to his eyes.
"Hey, man, don't forget about Amanda. You can't let whatever it was that happened this morning get in your way. You were going to ask her out. You've told me that you like her."
"Jah, jah! I know. But if Kitty really does haff feelings for me, how can I ignore zat?" Kurt asked, turning to face Evan. "I've been trying my best to get over her for ze past couple of months, and now. . .if she likes me. . ."
"Kurt, I know how you feel about Kitty, but remember, Amanda likes you. You like Amanda. You can't just lead her on." Evan said. "Besides, you don't even know if Kitty really does like you or not. Maybe it was something else. She didn't flirt with you like the other three.
"You're right. Man, zat vas really weird zis morning."
"You can say that again."
The two walked out of another store, and ran right into Tabitha. She was just standing there, as if she had been waiting on them.
"Oh, hey Tabby." Evan said.
"Good morning, Tabby." Kurt said.
"Hi Kurt." She said, not even returning Evan's greeting.
She was looking straight at Kurt, and a slight smile tugged at her lips. Evan realized that it was if she hadn't even noticed that he was standing there, as if Kurt was the only person in the mall. A familiar feeling gripped Evan's stomach, and he looked from Tabby to Kurt, and then back to Tabby.
"Here we go again." Evan thought.
"So, how're you?" Kurt asked.
"I'm great. I'm a little tired. Didn't get much sleep last night." She said.
"Storm keep you up?" Evan asked.
"Last nights storm? No. Something else." Tabby said, continuing to stare at Kurt. "So what're you guys doing here?"
"I'm looking for a gift for a friend's birzday." Kurt said.
"Amanda Sefton?" Tabby asked.
"Um, jah. Amanda."
"I don't know why you're bothering with her Kurt. She's not your type at all."
"Oh really? And just what is his type Tabby?" Evan asked. He was really starting to get annoyed with the events that had been transpiring that morning.
"Well, Evan." She said, turning to face him. "I think Kurt needs someone who's just a little more. . .free. A little wilder. Someone who's a little more like his wild side." She put her hand out and traced Kurt's jaw line with her fingers, caressing his fur, sending shudders throughout Kurt.
"We've gotta go." Evan said, pulling Kurt along with him.
"Bye, Kurt! See ya later!" she called after him seductively.
"Um, bye, Tab. . ." he didn't get to finish, as Evan yanked him forward and pushed him towards the doors of the mall.
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Jean sat down to breakfast with Scott. Scott was talking to her about what he planned on doing today, and she couldn't have found it more boring.
"All he ever does is study or run sims in the danger room." She thought. "He needs to loosen up a little bit."
"Hey, Scott, why don't we go out today? Why don't we go out somewhere, even go to New York City for the day or something?" she asked.
"Well, I would, but I've been lax in my training a lot lately, what with exams and all. . ."
"Scott, come on, let's just get out of here. You need to unwind a bit, don't you?"
"Unwind? I'm not wound up." He said.
"Yes you are. All you ever do is train or study. Let's just go out and have fun today."
"Jean, you know I'd do anything for you, but I just can't today. Why don't you train with me?" he asked, somewhat hopeful.
"Because I just don't feel like it. God, Scott, can't you just be more like Kurt for a day?"
"More like Kurt? What, you want me to goof off all day and try my best to shirk my responsibilities?"
"He doesn't shirk any of his responsibilities and you know that! I just want us to go out and do something, I don't know, different."
"I'll tell you what, why don't we have a picnic lunch tomorrow?" he asked, getting up to clean his plate. "We'll talk about it later, but I really have to get going."
"Fine. Fine." She said. He walked by her and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.
"Maybe I'll just hang out with Kurt today." She thought.
A couple of moments later, Kitty walked into the kitchen. Her head was hanging down, and she looked as if something was wrong.
"Hey, Kitty. Are you okay?" Jean asked.
"No. I don't feel all that well." Kitty said.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I mean. . ." Kitty began, and then stopped.
"What is it?" Jean asked.
"Have you ever realized that you may have feelings for someone, but that it may be too late for you to tell them?" Kitty asked.
"No, can't say as I have." Jean said.
"Well, there's this guy, right? And he's always been totally nice to me, but I kind of blew him off for someone else. Well, like, now things aren't working out for Lance and I, and all I can think about is this other guy."
"Who's the other guy?" Jean asked.
"Um, no one. Forget about it."
"No! Tell me. Who is it?" Jean said, almost whispering. Her head leaned forward, interested in any type of gossip she could possibly hear.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?" Kitty asked.
"Promise."
"Kurt."
"Kurt?"
"Yeah. And I don't even know why! I mean, he used to, like, totally freak me out flirting with me all of the time. Now I can't stop thinking about him."
"Oh." Jean said, leaning back in her chair.
"What should I do?" Kitty asked.
Jean thought about it for a moment. "Nothing."
"Really, because I was thinking about just hanging out with him tonight. Just to see what happens." Kitty said.
"No! You don't want to do that! Besides, he has Amanda now, right?" Jean asked, suddenly very interested in keeping Kitty Pryde away from Kurt.
Kitty hung her head again. "Yeah, I suppose he does."
"Yeah, and you'll just confuse him more. Just forget it Kitty. Besides, Lance isn't all that bad, right?"
Kitty's head shot up. Now this was weird, she thought. Since when did Jean ever say that Lance was a good guy? She wasn't as quick to judge as the others, Kitty knew, but she still didn't trust Lance. She had told her from the beginning of their relationship that she thought it was a bad idea to date someone who she would possibly have to fight someday.
"Say again?" Kitty asked.
"Well, Lance isn't all that bad, right?" Jean asked.
The two females just sat there in silence, looking at one another.
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As Evan and Kurt pulled up to the mansion again, Kurt noticed Jubilee and Amara waving excitedly from an upstairs window. He could almost swear that he saw Amara blow a kiss in his general direction. He shook his head, completely bewildered. Evan pulled back up into the garage and cut off the ignition
"This is what I think you should do. Just teleport up to your room, and stay there for the rest of the day." Evan said.
"I'm not going to hide in my room for ze rest of ze day."
Evan looked at him, and shook his head.
"Well I know what you're planning on doing. And I'm not going to let you do it.
"Vhat are you talking about?" Kurt said, not able to look at Evan.
"You're not talking to Kitty about this morning."
"Jah. Of course not."
"Kurt, I'm serious. Leave it alone."
"So vhat if I talk to her? It doesn't mean anyzing vill happen." Kurt said, turning to face Evan. He wanted to talk to Kitty. What if she did have feelings for him? He knew that he'd drop anything, or anyone, for a chance with her. He couldn't help his feelings for her. Amanda was a nice girl, but she light the fire within his body, heart, and soul like Kitty did.
"Kurt. . ."
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll go to my room, Dad." Kurt said, and teleported right out of the jeep. He 'ported into his room, and looked around. It was going to be a long afternoon. "And I didn't even get Amanda's present."
At that moment, his phone rang. He picked it up, and when he heard the voice on the other end, he almost immediately regretted it.
"Hi Kurt!" Amanda said.
"Oh, hi Amanda. What's up?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about you, wondering what you were up to."
"Um. . ."
"So what are you doing tonight?" Amanda asked.
Kurt swallowed out of nervousness. Hard.
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Evan walked towards the kitchen, and he could feel the animosity in the air even before he got to the door. When he did get to the door, he could hear a heated argument in the kitchen, and decided to listen instead of walk into it.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Kitty asked.
"I just don't think it's fair to Kurt! You know how he felt about you for the past year! And if you start asking to hang out around him, it's only playing with his heart!" Jean yelled.
"And why do you care so much, Jean?" Kitty asked.
"Because. . .Kurt's my friend!"
"Oh, is that why? Because you know, you already have a boyfriend!" Kitty yelled.
"Just because I want to hang out with Kurt tonight. . .that. . .well. . .it doesn't mean anything!"
"Oh sure! Then why can't I hang out with him?"
"Listen! He likes Amanda now! Not you!" Jean yelled.
"Well, who said I liked him anyhow?" Kitty asked.
"You did!"
"Oh great." Thought Evan. "Please don't let him hear this."
"Shut up, Jean!"
"You shut up, Kitty!"
Evan opened up the door, and walked into the kitchen. The two girls were standing up on opposite sides of the table in the nook, staring at one another. They only broke the glare long enough to look at Evan.
"Hi, ladies." Evan said, grabbing a carton of milk from the refrigerator.
"Hi, Evan." They chorused, sounding as if they still wanted to kill each other. Then Kitty turned to face him.
"Hey! You're back! Is Kurt back, too?" Kitty asked.
"Um. . ." Evan said, putting down his glass of milk. ". . .yeeeeees."
"Good! Later, Red." And with that, Kitty ran upwards and through the ceiling.
"Oh no you don't!" Jean said, and ran towards the door.
"What's going on here?" Evan yelled as she ran by.
"We both want to hang out with Kurt tonight." She said, turning back to face him only long enough for her to open the door. And then she was gone.
"Ah, hell. Let him handle this. I gotta find Marie. The last thing I need is for her to get a thing for her brother." Evan thought, and walked towards the back door.
"Good luck, Kurt." He said to the empty air.
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Across town, Tabby got back to the boardinghouse, and went to her room. She laid down on her bed to catch a couple hours of sleep. She was tired after her long night. She looked into the corner of her room and saw her pile of wet clothes. She smiled to herself as she remembered her long walk through the rain. She knew what she had to do. Instead of just watching him tonight, she was going to have to wake him up. And she could think of at least 100 different, very interesting ways to wake him up.
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Okay, so there's chapter 2. Kurt's suffering will begin soon. Not angsty suffering though. No angst after this chapter. Anyhow, I'm sure you all know by now who's been sneaking into Kurt's room. Rogue shows up next chapter, as does Remy.
Later.