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Reconciliations
"Wh-Who are you?" Kitty began, her voice shaking slightly as she fought to keep the panic. She could not see the speaker, so that made her all the more wary still.
Suddenly, Kitty saw a flash of blue, out of the corner of her eye. Just for an instant but enough to make her realise. . .
'Kurt?' she said in relief 'Kurt, is that you?' She squinted through the darkness, trying to make sense of her surroundings.
'Katzchen?' came the shadowed reply. 'Katzchen, what are you doing here?'
Emerging from the shadows came a slim torso, dressed in a mucky T- shirt and jeans that were beginning to wear away at the knees. The parts of skin that she could see, his arms, hands and face were all blue. Not as vivid a blue as he would normally be, but more of a dusty blue that showed the days he'd spent in the dark and dirt.
'I came to find you, Kurt' she said, taken aback slightly 'I've been so worried about you and-' she stopped short, as Kurt cut across her.
'Hold on there, one minute, Katzchen' said Kurt 'You vere vorried about me?'
Kitty nodded, wondering why he would say that. Why should she not be worried about him. He was her friend after all, and she his so why would he say that?
Kurt's expression suddenly became one of annoyance and curiosity.
'Vhy?' he asked, hands on hips.
Kitty's brow furrowed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why was Kurt speaking to her like that? What had she done apart from laugh at him for a brief moment- but surely, he wasn't taking that this seriously? Surely now he'd realise she hadn't meant it.
'I'm vaiting' he pressed.
Kitty thought hard, her mind searching for a suitable answer that he couldn't reject. Her eyes moved downwards to follow the continuous swishing of his tail. Back and forth it went with the similarity to a lion waiting to pounce upon its prey.
'Kurt, I came because I was worried about you, and you ask why? Why should I not be worried about my friend who has gone missing?'
'Really? You're my friend, you say? Vell, you gave me quite a different impression a veek ago.'
Kitty could feel her anger level rising 'Don't rise to his bait' she kept telling herself 'keep calm'.
'You humiliated me, Katzchen. You abandoned me vhen I needed you. Do you really zink zat is ze behaviour of a true friend? I don't, Katzchen.'
Kitty looked down at her feet in shame and bit her lip. How could she have done it? How could she not have realised how much pain it would cause Kurt to have one of his own laugh at him?
'Kurt, I am so, so sorry. Really, I am. I had had any idea what would happen, I would have never laughed at you'
She moved her gaze upwards, hoping to see a Kurt that would acquit her. Just a glimmer of forgiveness in his eyes was what she hoped to see. As it was, she experienced neither. In his eyes she only saw emptiness. No emotion was lit in them whatsoever. Instead she only saw herself, scared and pale reflected in his eyes. He blinked as she continued to stare and turned around, his back to her.
'But you should have already known, Katzchen' he replied, his voice quavering, 'You should know how much you meant to me and to do zat, to 'go vith the flow', vell I only hope you can forgive yourself, because I am not sure I ever vill be able to.'
At this, Kitty lost control. She didn't care anymore about niceties; all that mattered to her now was to make Kurt see sense. All hell broke loose from her mouth.
'How can you accuse me of rejecting you, Kurt?' she cried 'Why would I have come all the way out here, just to find you if I really didn't care?'
Kurt's tail twitched but he remained silent and unmoving. This aggravated Kitty further and she continued on the path which she was treading.
'I just can't believe that you won't allow me to be your friend again, though I shouldn't be surprised you never were one for being very social were you!?'
Shooting one last glare at Kurt's back she pulled the door open and stormed out.
The storm outside had now attained new levels of power. It howled through the hut as soon as Kitty left it, scattering various papers across the floor. No sooner as it was flung open, the door slammed shut again. Still Kurt remained by the window, staring out at the raging weather. He knew he should be worried about how Kitty would get back safely but he wasn't. Rage was coursing through every vein in his body, heating them with the fires of resentment and fury. How dare she speak to him like that as though he was the one in the wrong?
And yet, and yet was it really Kitty that was in the wrong now? She had dragged herself all the way out here just to look for him, and she may have not even found him anyway. A tear trickled down his cheek as he felt his anger ebb away. He had been so foolish to let her walk away like that. So what if she had laughed at him, it was never like she was repulsed by him and she'd proved it tonight by coming to find him.
Turning round he realised that he had to find her again. He couldn't just leave it like this with the foul stench of anger and blame between them. He strode over to the door and walked out into the storm. Rain poured from the heavens, soaking through his clothes and the fierce wind stung his cheeks, freezing his skin.
Suddenly a high pitched scream sounded from somewhere deep in the trees. Kurt felt his heart turn to ice. There was no mistaking that voice.
'Katzchen!' he shouted above the howls of the wind. 'Katzchen!'
Reconciliations
"Wh-Who are you?" Kitty began, her voice shaking slightly as she fought to keep the panic. She could not see the speaker, so that made her all the more wary still.
Suddenly, Kitty saw a flash of blue, out of the corner of her eye. Just for an instant but enough to make her realise. . .
'Kurt?' she said in relief 'Kurt, is that you?' She squinted through the darkness, trying to make sense of her surroundings.
'Katzchen?' came the shadowed reply. 'Katzchen, what are you doing here?'
Emerging from the shadows came a slim torso, dressed in a mucky T- shirt and jeans that were beginning to wear away at the knees. The parts of skin that she could see, his arms, hands and face were all blue. Not as vivid a blue as he would normally be, but more of a dusty blue that showed the days he'd spent in the dark and dirt.
'I came to find you, Kurt' she said, taken aback slightly 'I've been so worried about you and-' she stopped short, as Kurt cut across her.
'Hold on there, one minute, Katzchen' said Kurt 'You vere vorried about me?'
Kitty nodded, wondering why he would say that. Why should she not be worried about him. He was her friend after all, and she his so why would he say that?
Kurt's expression suddenly became one of annoyance and curiosity.
'Vhy?' he asked, hands on hips.
Kitty's brow furrowed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why was Kurt speaking to her like that? What had she done apart from laugh at him for a brief moment- but surely, he wasn't taking that this seriously? Surely now he'd realise she hadn't meant it.
'I'm vaiting' he pressed.
Kitty thought hard, her mind searching for a suitable answer that he couldn't reject. Her eyes moved downwards to follow the continuous swishing of his tail. Back and forth it went with the similarity to a lion waiting to pounce upon its prey.
'Kurt, I came because I was worried about you, and you ask why? Why should I not be worried about my friend who has gone missing?'
'Really? You're my friend, you say? Vell, you gave me quite a different impression a veek ago.'
Kitty could feel her anger level rising 'Don't rise to his bait' she kept telling herself 'keep calm'.
'You humiliated me, Katzchen. You abandoned me vhen I needed you. Do you really zink zat is ze behaviour of a true friend? I don't, Katzchen.'
Kitty looked down at her feet in shame and bit her lip. How could she have done it? How could she not have realised how much pain it would cause Kurt to have one of his own laugh at him?
'Kurt, I am so, so sorry. Really, I am. I had had any idea what would happen, I would have never laughed at you'
She moved her gaze upwards, hoping to see a Kurt that would acquit her. Just a glimmer of forgiveness in his eyes was what she hoped to see. As it was, she experienced neither. In his eyes she only saw emptiness. No emotion was lit in them whatsoever. Instead she only saw herself, scared and pale reflected in his eyes. He blinked as she continued to stare and turned around, his back to her.
'But you should have already known, Katzchen' he replied, his voice quavering, 'You should know how much you meant to me and to do zat, to 'go vith the flow', vell I only hope you can forgive yourself, because I am not sure I ever vill be able to.'
At this, Kitty lost control. She didn't care anymore about niceties; all that mattered to her now was to make Kurt see sense. All hell broke loose from her mouth.
'How can you accuse me of rejecting you, Kurt?' she cried 'Why would I have come all the way out here, just to find you if I really didn't care?'
Kurt's tail twitched but he remained silent and unmoving. This aggravated Kitty further and she continued on the path which she was treading.
'I just can't believe that you won't allow me to be your friend again, though I shouldn't be surprised you never were one for being very social were you!?'
Shooting one last glare at Kurt's back she pulled the door open and stormed out.
The storm outside had now attained new levels of power. It howled through the hut as soon as Kitty left it, scattering various papers across the floor. No sooner as it was flung open, the door slammed shut again. Still Kurt remained by the window, staring out at the raging weather. He knew he should be worried about how Kitty would get back safely but he wasn't. Rage was coursing through every vein in his body, heating them with the fires of resentment and fury. How dare she speak to him like that as though he was the one in the wrong?
And yet, and yet was it really Kitty that was in the wrong now? She had dragged herself all the way out here just to look for him, and she may have not even found him anyway. A tear trickled down his cheek as he felt his anger ebb away. He had been so foolish to let her walk away like that. So what if she had laughed at him, it was never like she was repulsed by him and she'd proved it tonight by coming to find him.
Turning round he realised that he had to find her again. He couldn't just leave it like this with the foul stench of anger and blame between them. He strode over to the door and walked out into the storm. Rain poured from the heavens, soaking through his clothes and the fierce wind stung his cheeks, freezing his skin.
Suddenly a high pitched scream sounded from somewhere deep in the trees. Kurt felt his heart turn to ice. There was no mistaking that voice.
'Katzchen!' he shouted above the howls of the wind. 'Katzchen!'