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Pietro scanned the schoolyard. No where. It had been three days since the incident, and Kurt still wasn't back in school. Everyday he didn't see blue boy made him feel worse and worse about what he had done. Jeez, this had all turned out MUCH worse than he could have ever imagined. And, as much as he hated to admit it, he was kinda worried about the hairball. He glanced over the schoolyard one more time, and then grabbed his bag. He made his way slowly to his Chemistry class, thinking about the last few days. The guys weren't as mad as they had initially been, but it didn't change hoe Pietro felt. He still felt like a piece of shit.
He sat down next to Todd and reached into his bag for his notebook. But his hand wrapped around something else instead. He pulled out this foreign object and looed down at it. The image inducer. God, why did he keep it? He felt the remorse flood over him again and put his head on his desk.
"Hey, you ok, Pietro?" Todd leaned over to him and asked.
"I feel like shit, thanks for asking." He didn't even lift his head off his desk.
Todd looked at what Pietro was holding in his hand. "That's a cool watch. Is it new?"
"It's Kurt's."
"Oh," Todd paused. "I guess that's why he hasn't been in school."
Pietro turned his head. "Huh?"
"Well, ya think he's gonna show up all fuzzy after what happened?"
'That's true,' Pietro thought. He felt his heart lighten. Of course that's why he hasn't been here! Pietro felt this wieght just lift off him. 'So all I gotta do, is give him back the inducer, and everything will be fine!'
"Mr. Maximoff?" He looked up to see his teacher glaring at him. " I am so thrilled you have decided to grace us with your presence, but is it possible I could have your attention as well?"
"Yes, ma'am, sorry," Pietro said. He leaned back into his chair, his smug look returning to his face. Yes, everything was gonna be ok now.
Ororo looked sadly at the door in front of her. She quietly knocked three times. "Kurt?" she waited for a response. None. "Kurt, I have some lunch for you." Still no response. "Ok, I'm going to leave it here for you." She put the tray on the floor and walked away.
Ororo had never felt so worried before. Kurt hadn't left his room in three days. And no one had been in to see him in that many either. If it was up to her, she would have broken his door down, but the Professor wouldn't allow it. He was keeping tabs on Kurt, and would let everyone know if there were any changes. But this didn't help quell any of their worries. Ororo had taken the task of bringing him his meals, and she didn't like what she saw. Every time it was the same routine. She'd walk up to his room, knock on his door, and then leave his food on the floor after hearing nothing from him. A few hours later she'd return to pick up the dishes, and most times found the food untouched. He had barely eaten anything in three days. But still, they left him alone. The Professor had said they had to give Kurt time, and soon he would come out on his own. As much as Ororo trusted the Professor's judgement, she just wasn't sure. She was worried.
She sighed as she walked up to Kurt's room a few hours later, to see his luch sitting untouched on the floor. She picked up the full tray and walked back to the kitchen.
Kurt heard her come and go. He wasn't hungry. His brain told him to eat. He had barely eaten in three days, he knew he had to eat. And this was reinforced when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He had lost a noticeable amount of weight. His face was gaunt and his clothing hung very loosely on him. He looked away fro the mirror. He couldn't stand it anymore. He just couldn't look into that face anymore. He had looked into that face for the past sixteen years, but he couldn't do it anymore.
He turned away from the mirror and closed his eyes. Maybe he could get some sleep. Scott had woken him up early this morning, banging on his door about school. Yeah, like HELL. There was no way he was EVER going back there! Not ever. Scott had reminded him this morning of his spare image inducers. Like that was going to do anything. Everyone knew now. It wasn't like they were going to forget. Kurt could feel tears in his eyes again. He really liked school. He liked being able to blend into the crowd, and just being an average kid.
He could hear his friends passing by his door. He looked through the darkness at his clock. Yeah, school was over. He sighed and closed his eyes.
Knock knock. "Kurt?" It was Rogue. "Kurt, can I come in?"
He didn't answer. 'Just go away, please!' he thought. He heard the doorknob turning. Quickly, he drew his blankets over his head.
Rogue opened the door and walked in. She knew she wasn't supposed to. But she couldn't help but worry. She looked around. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and she spotted the lump in Kurt's bed. She walked over and sat down next to him.
"Kurt?" she began to put her hand on his shoulder, but he flinched away. She sighed and put her hands in her lap.
She sat there for a while, just staring at him. She couldn't see anything, but from the shape of the blankets, it was obvious he had lost weight.
"You can't do this to yourself, Kurt," she began. "It ain't right."
She paused again. He wasn't even moving. "What happened, well, it was bad. It was really bad. But, well, maybe it really wasn't as bad as you think. I mean, now they all know. You don't have to hide behind that inducer anymore. You can be yourself."
"You don't understand." Rogue gasped a bit. He sounded awful, his voice was raspy and it lacked the life it used to have in it.
"We're all mutants, Kurt. We know what you're going through."
"You have no idea what I am going through!" Kurt yelled. He threw back the blankets. "You have no clue! You all are lucky! You can hide, you can blend in. People will accept you because they don't know any better. But they will NEVER accept me."
Rogue gasped upon seeing her friend. He looked terrible. He was so skinny, and just looked a mess. "You don't know that."
"Trust me, I know." He laid back down and pulled the blankets up to his face.
Rogue was about to argue, but she stopped. She sighed again and looked down at him. He had had it rough, she knew it. He didn't deserve any of it. Just because he had been born different. If only people could give him a chance, they'd get to see what a wonderful person he really was.
He just lay in bed. Finally, Rogue stood up and began to walk away. She looked back one more time. She could feel tears in her eyes. "We're, just worried Kurt. When you're ready to come out, we'll be here." With that, she turned and left his room.
Pietro paced back and forth. He looked around. Ahead of him was the front gate of the mansion. He could easily speed past the defenses, that wasn't what worried him. What worried him was seeing Kurt. He didn't know how the blue mutant would react. He expected he'd be upset, but once Pietro gave him back the inducer, things should be ok, right? Yes, this would set everything straight, Pietro knew it. He'd apologize, give back the watch, and all will be well again. He could finally get that furry freak out of his mind. He then sped off toward the mansion.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!! Please? Pretty please? This chapter, something just doesn't sit well with me and this chapter...I may revise at a later date. But for now, this is it. So please review. I enjoy a good review.
PS: to Todd fan: I enjoy your reviews, and I wrote an entire chapter of "Grandchild" all for you, and you don't even read it : ( I am saddened. If you haven't seen it, do, it's all the Toad you desire!
Disclaimer: BLINK IS GONE!!!
Pietro scanned the schoolyard. No where. It had been three days since the incident, and Kurt still wasn't back in school. Everyday he didn't see blue boy made him feel worse and worse about what he had done. Jeez, this had all turned out MUCH worse than he could have ever imagined. And, as much as he hated to admit it, he was kinda worried about the hairball. He glanced over the schoolyard one more time, and then grabbed his bag. He made his way slowly to his Chemistry class, thinking about the last few days. The guys weren't as mad as they had initially been, but it didn't change hoe Pietro felt. He still felt like a piece of shit.
He sat down next to Todd and reached into his bag for his notebook. But his hand wrapped around something else instead. He pulled out this foreign object and looed down at it. The image inducer. God, why did he keep it? He felt the remorse flood over him again and put his head on his desk.
"Hey, you ok, Pietro?" Todd leaned over to him and asked.
"I feel like shit, thanks for asking." He didn't even lift his head off his desk.
Todd looked at what Pietro was holding in his hand. "That's a cool watch. Is it new?"
"It's Kurt's."
"Oh," Todd paused. "I guess that's why he hasn't been in school."
Pietro turned his head. "Huh?"
"Well, ya think he's gonna show up all fuzzy after what happened?"
'That's true,' Pietro thought. He felt his heart lighten. Of course that's why he hasn't been here! Pietro felt this wieght just lift off him. 'So all I gotta do, is give him back the inducer, and everything will be fine!'
"Mr. Maximoff?" He looked up to see his teacher glaring at him. " I am so thrilled you have decided to grace us with your presence, but is it possible I could have your attention as well?"
"Yes, ma'am, sorry," Pietro said. He leaned back into his chair, his smug look returning to his face. Yes, everything was gonna be ok now.
Ororo looked sadly at the door in front of her. She quietly knocked three times. "Kurt?" she waited for a response. None. "Kurt, I have some lunch for you." Still no response. "Ok, I'm going to leave it here for you." She put the tray on the floor and walked away.
Ororo had never felt so worried before. Kurt hadn't left his room in three days. And no one had been in to see him in that many either. If it was up to her, she would have broken his door down, but the Professor wouldn't allow it. He was keeping tabs on Kurt, and would let everyone know if there were any changes. But this didn't help quell any of their worries. Ororo had taken the task of bringing him his meals, and she didn't like what she saw. Every time it was the same routine. She'd walk up to his room, knock on his door, and then leave his food on the floor after hearing nothing from him. A few hours later she'd return to pick up the dishes, and most times found the food untouched. He had barely eaten anything in three days. But still, they left him alone. The Professor had said they had to give Kurt time, and soon he would come out on his own. As much as Ororo trusted the Professor's judgement, she just wasn't sure. She was worried.
She sighed as she walked up to Kurt's room a few hours later, to see his luch sitting untouched on the floor. She picked up the full tray and walked back to the kitchen.
Kurt heard her come and go. He wasn't hungry. His brain told him to eat. He had barely eaten in three days, he knew he had to eat. And this was reinforced when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He had lost a noticeable amount of weight. His face was gaunt and his clothing hung very loosely on him. He looked away fro the mirror. He couldn't stand it anymore. He just couldn't look into that face anymore. He had looked into that face for the past sixteen years, but he couldn't do it anymore.
He turned away from the mirror and closed his eyes. Maybe he could get some sleep. Scott had woken him up early this morning, banging on his door about school. Yeah, like HELL. There was no way he was EVER going back there! Not ever. Scott had reminded him this morning of his spare image inducers. Like that was going to do anything. Everyone knew now. It wasn't like they were going to forget. Kurt could feel tears in his eyes again. He really liked school. He liked being able to blend into the crowd, and just being an average kid.
He could hear his friends passing by his door. He looked through the darkness at his clock. Yeah, school was over. He sighed and closed his eyes.
Knock knock. "Kurt?" It was Rogue. "Kurt, can I come in?"
He didn't answer. 'Just go away, please!' he thought. He heard the doorknob turning. Quickly, he drew his blankets over his head.
Rogue opened the door and walked in. She knew she wasn't supposed to. But she couldn't help but worry. She looked around. Her eyes adjusted to the dark and she spotted the lump in Kurt's bed. She walked over and sat down next to him.
"Kurt?" she began to put her hand on his shoulder, but he flinched away. She sighed and put her hands in her lap.
She sat there for a while, just staring at him. She couldn't see anything, but from the shape of the blankets, it was obvious he had lost weight.
"You can't do this to yourself, Kurt," she began. "It ain't right."
She paused again. He wasn't even moving. "What happened, well, it was bad. It was really bad. But, well, maybe it really wasn't as bad as you think. I mean, now they all know. You don't have to hide behind that inducer anymore. You can be yourself."
"You don't understand." Rogue gasped a bit. He sounded awful, his voice was raspy and it lacked the life it used to have in it.
"We're all mutants, Kurt. We know what you're going through."
"You have no idea what I am going through!" Kurt yelled. He threw back the blankets. "You have no clue! You all are lucky! You can hide, you can blend in. People will accept you because they don't know any better. But they will NEVER accept me."
Rogue gasped upon seeing her friend. He looked terrible. He was so skinny, and just looked a mess. "You don't know that."
"Trust me, I know." He laid back down and pulled the blankets up to his face.
Rogue was about to argue, but she stopped. She sighed again and looked down at him. He had had it rough, she knew it. He didn't deserve any of it. Just because he had been born different. If only people could give him a chance, they'd get to see what a wonderful person he really was.
He just lay in bed. Finally, Rogue stood up and began to walk away. She looked back one more time. She could feel tears in her eyes. "We're, just worried Kurt. When you're ready to come out, we'll be here." With that, she turned and left his room.
Pietro paced back and forth. He looked around. Ahead of him was the front gate of the mansion. He could easily speed past the defenses, that wasn't what worried him. What worried him was seeing Kurt. He didn't know how the blue mutant would react. He expected he'd be upset, but once Pietro gave him back the inducer, things should be ok, right? Yes, this would set everything straight, Pietro knew it. He'd apologize, give back the watch, and all will be well again. He could finally get that furry freak out of his mind. He then sped off toward the mansion.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!! Please? Pretty please? This chapter, something just doesn't sit well with me and this chapter...I may revise at a later date. But for now, this is it. So please review. I enjoy a good review.
PS: to Todd fan: I enjoy your reviews, and I wrote an entire chapter of "Grandchild" all for you, and you don't even read it : ( I am saddened. If you haven't seen it, do, it's all the Toad you desire!
