A/N: Last chapter!! And I'm sad that it's over. I hope you've enjoyed it so far, and as always, I'm grateful for everyone's reviews. You people! You're awesome, and I'm not just saying that. I wouldn't post stories if nobody reviewed them. And also, terribly sorry about the extremely long delay. If you can believe it, I had to write this chapter like, three times, because our computer kept CRASHING! So yeah, dreadful sorry about that. And now, chapter five!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kurt Wagner, no matter how much I wish I did, the cute little fuzzy elf.
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Sie Sind Schön
an 'X-Men: Evolution' fanfiction
by Wakizashi
Chapter Five
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The next Monday the front doors of Bayville High School were pushed open, and Kitty Pryde and Evan Daniels walked into the crowded hallway. Between them came a furry blue creature walking with a slight limp, his long tail thrashing about anxiously. He wore a cast on one arm, covered with messages from his friends. Taking a deep breath, he looked at his companions, and they nodded their encouragement.
Kurt cleared his throat. "Excuse me," he said.
The other students turned toward his entrance, and immediately the entire hallway was in an uproar. Apparently they had assumed that after the mutant's appearance the week before, he had been discouraged from returning. Children began running aimlessly in panic, colliding into each other, and one of the teachers dropped her coffee mug with an explosion of white ceramic.
"I have something I would like to say," announced Kurt, raising his voice over the din. He shook his head and turned to Kitty. "It's no use, Kätzchen," he said sadly. "They aren't going to listen to me."
She squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. "Just keep trying."
With a sigh, he tried again. "Please! Please, just let me say this one thing!"
This time the students heard his plea. Keeping a safe distance from him, they stood in groups for protection and stared at him with a horrified fixation. Kitty wanted to plant her shoe in their faces for being so pathetically ignorant, but she remained by Kurt's side with Evan, silently encouraging him by their presence.
With another deep breath, Kurt began. "When I first came to America, I was hated and feared because of the way I look. It was not until a certain wealthy benefactor was kind enough to design this for me--" At that moment he lifted up his right arm and pressed a button on his newly repaired image inducer. To the students' astonishment, his image flickered briefly, and he became the pale-skinned, brown-eyed Kurt they knew before. "--that I was finally able to live among other people without fear of being rejected."
One of the science teachers stared at the image inducer in amazement. "That's an interesting little piece of technology," he remarked.
"I was so happy that I could finally live a normal life," he continued, a faint smile on his face. It slowly faded as he turned off his holographic image again, returning to his true self. "But I should have known it wouldn't last."
Kitty's eyes welled up with tears, but she remained silent.
"I don't really blame you for reacting the way you did when you saw me. I've gotten used to it long ago." He paused for a moment in thought. "It occurs to me that in this country, little less than a century ago, African-Americans were segregated and treated like lower life forms because of the color of their skin. But you do not hate and fear Evan because he is black, do you?" He didn't need an answer; the students knew what he was getting at. "No, of course not. Because you realize that he is no different from you."
Some of the students looked down at their feet, ashamed. Others continued to stare at Kurt, but with interest now instead of horror. Kitty felt her heart swell with pride. He really was a beautiful person.
"I am not a freak," he declared, his chin lifting almost imperceptibly. "I am just... another race of humanity."
Absolute, total silence followed. It was so quiet in the hallway that Kitty could hear the clock on the wall ticking. Someone's shoe squeaked on the floor, and it sounded like tires screeching on asphalt. Slowly, she took Kurt's hand in hers and broke the silence.
"I'm so proud of you," she whispered.
Kurt gave her one of his trademark dazzling smiles. "Danke."
"Bitte schön," she replied, and he blinked in surprise.
Hesitantly, one of the students raised his hand. Kurt and Kitty looked at each other, their eyebrows raised, and Kurt pointed at the boy. "You have a question?"
"Yeah, uh..." The student shifted his weight from one foot to the other, nervously. "Is it true that you can, like, appear and disappear?"
Kitty covered her mouth to hide a grin, and Kurt nodded. "Ja- um, yes, that is true. But I like to call it 'teleporting'." As a demonstration, he disappeared from his place between Kitty and Evan in a puff of smoke, causing them to cough. Instantly he reappeared a few feet away, and the students and teachers gasped in amazement. With another 'bamf', he returned to Kitty's side.
Another hand was thrust into the air. "So what's up with your tail?" asked one girl.
"Yes, that is one point I'm curious about," the science teacher added. "Is it prehensile, or is it like a cat's?"
Kurt blinked at the question, and Kitty gave him a look that would have translated as 'Well?' "I suppose it is prehensile," he replied, "because it acts like another hand. I can use it to grab things--" Here he wrapped the long appendage around Kitty's waist and pulled her closer. Her cheeks reddened, and the hall was filled with ripples of laughter. "And it can also support my weight."
"So you can hang from stuff?" someone asked.
Kurt nodded.
"Bet it makes you popular with the ladies!" another student crowed. There was more laughter, and Kurt buried his face in Kitty's shoulder, embarrassed. She grinned and patted his head, and as hallway became filled with questioning voices, eager to know more about the Incredible Nightcrawler, she couldn't help but be amazed.
Maybe humans weren't so bad after all.
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Four days later, at the corner of Fourth Street and Hemlock, Kurt sat in a window booth at Bruno's Burgers, staring across the table at Kitty as they waited for their food to be brought to them. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She knew she was pretty, but he didn't think she realized what an absolute knock-out she was.
She had been so wonderful through all that he had gone through. No; all *they* had gone through. She had assured him that he wouldn't have to deal with his troubles alone, and she had been right. It felt extremely strange to be cared about that much, especially by a girl.
And she was crazy about him! What was up with that? She was always saying things like, "Kurt, your tail is just the cutest!" or "Kurt, you have *such* gorgeous eyes!" or "Jeez, Kurt, could you be any sexier than you are right now?"
That last one really floored him.
Slowly he became aware that Kitty was staring back at him, as if expecting him to say something. "What's the matter, Fuzzy? Spacing out again?" she asked, smiling in amusement.
Kurt grinned sheepishly. "Nein, I was just lost in your eyes, mein liebchen," he replied, resting his chin in his hands and heaving a wistful sigh.
"You're such a dork," she said, rolling her eyes but suppressing a laugh. He knew she liked all that mushy junk. He had to admit, so did he.
He also couldn't help but notice that almost every eye in the restaurant was on him. His image inducer, at Kitty's request, was turned off, and the other customers had no choice but to take in his true, fuzzy blue self. He was trying his best to act oblivious, like he didn't know everyone was staring at him, but it was pretty hard acting.
*Don't think about them,* Kurt told himself, spinning the salt shaker around to keep from fidgeting. *Just focus on why you're here. Focus on Kitty.*
Now that was something he could do.
"Kätzchen?" he said quietly.
Her light blue eyes met his yellow ones. "Yeah?" she replied in the same serious tone. For some reason she was really good at sensing his different moods.
He cleared his throat. "I uh..." he began hesitantly. "I just wanted to say that I am very grateful for your support these past few days. I don't know how I could have managed without you, Keety."
"Oh, Kurt, it's no problem," she said with a sweet smile. She reached across the table and took his furry, three-fingered hand. "I know you would totally do the same for me. It's not a big deal."
"Ja, it *is* a big deal, Keety," he protested. "You have always been there for me. Not just lately, after what happened at school, but ever since we became friends." He swallowed, suddenly very nervous. "I've been thinking about it a lot, and I want to tell you - I want you to know - that I... I..." He took a deep breath and wiped his forehead. "Gott, why is it so hot in here?" he said, frustrated with himself.
"Kurt?" Kitty asked, in a very soft voice.
He groaned irritably. "Vas?"
"I love you, too."
Looking up at her with wide eyes, he saw her grin. "Or maybe I should say, Ich lieb dich?" she asked, lifting up his hand and kissing his knuckles.
A slow, astonished grin spread over his face, and he shook his head, half in adoration and half disbelief. "You never cease to confuse me, Kätzchen," he said.
"Actually, it's 'you never cease to *amaze* me', Kurt," she corrected him.
His tail slid under the table, and Kitty blushed as it coiled around her leg. Proud that, for once, it was doing exactly what he wanted it to, he raised a seductive eyebrow at her. "I know what I said."
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A/N: Ahhhhhhh, the end. Finally. I know it was awfully short, but I kind of like it the way it is. But more importantly, did you like it? The whole story, I mean. If you didn't, blame it on my inexperience with 'X-Men' fanfictions. And if anyone was wondering where Kurt's accent was, it was there. I just think the dialogue looks better without all the W and TH replacements. So just try to imagine the accent in your head. I must go rest my fingers now, but I would appreciate any and all reviews. Danke!
Wakizashi
tricksparrow@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Kurt Wagner, no matter how much I wish I did, the cute little fuzzy elf.
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Sie Sind Schön
an 'X-Men: Evolution' fanfiction
by Wakizashi
Chapter Five
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The next Monday the front doors of Bayville High School were pushed open, and Kitty Pryde and Evan Daniels walked into the crowded hallway. Between them came a furry blue creature walking with a slight limp, his long tail thrashing about anxiously. He wore a cast on one arm, covered with messages from his friends. Taking a deep breath, he looked at his companions, and they nodded their encouragement.
Kurt cleared his throat. "Excuse me," he said.
The other students turned toward his entrance, and immediately the entire hallway was in an uproar. Apparently they had assumed that after the mutant's appearance the week before, he had been discouraged from returning. Children began running aimlessly in panic, colliding into each other, and one of the teachers dropped her coffee mug with an explosion of white ceramic.
"I have something I would like to say," announced Kurt, raising his voice over the din. He shook his head and turned to Kitty. "It's no use, Kätzchen," he said sadly. "They aren't going to listen to me."
She squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. "Just keep trying."
With a sigh, he tried again. "Please! Please, just let me say this one thing!"
This time the students heard his plea. Keeping a safe distance from him, they stood in groups for protection and stared at him with a horrified fixation. Kitty wanted to plant her shoe in their faces for being so pathetically ignorant, but she remained by Kurt's side with Evan, silently encouraging him by their presence.
With another deep breath, Kurt began. "When I first came to America, I was hated and feared because of the way I look. It was not until a certain wealthy benefactor was kind enough to design this for me--" At that moment he lifted up his right arm and pressed a button on his newly repaired image inducer. To the students' astonishment, his image flickered briefly, and he became the pale-skinned, brown-eyed Kurt they knew before. "--that I was finally able to live among other people without fear of being rejected."
One of the science teachers stared at the image inducer in amazement. "That's an interesting little piece of technology," he remarked.
"I was so happy that I could finally live a normal life," he continued, a faint smile on his face. It slowly faded as he turned off his holographic image again, returning to his true self. "But I should have known it wouldn't last."
Kitty's eyes welled up with tears, but she remained silent.
"I don't really blame you for reacting the way you did when you saw me. I've gotten used to it long ago." He paused for a moment in thought. "It occurs to me that in this country, little less than a century ago, African-Americans were segregated and treated like lower life forms because of the color of their skin. But you do not hate and fear Evan because he is black, do you?" He didn't need an answer; the students knew what he was getting at. "No, of course not. Because you realize that he is no different from you."
Some of the students looked down at their feet, ashamed. Others continued to stare at Kurt, but with interest now instead of horror. Kitty felt her heart swell with pride. He really was a beautiful person.
"I am not a freak," he declared, his chin lifting almost imperceptibly. "I am just... another race of humanity."
Absolute, total silence followed. It was so quiet in the hallway that Kitty could hear the clock on the wall ticking. Someone's shoe squeaked on the floor, and it sounded like tires screeching on asphalt. Slowly, she took Kurt's hand in hers and broke the silence.
"I'm so proud of you," she whispered.
Kurt gave her one of his trademark dazzling smiles. "Danke."
"Bitte schön," she replied, and he blinked in surprise.
Hesitantly, one of the students raised his hand. Kurt and Kitty looked at each other, their eyebrows raised, and Kurt pointed at the boy. "You have a question?"
"Yeah, uh..." The student shifted his weight from one foot to the other, nervously. "Is it true that you can, like, appear and disappear?"
Kitty covered her mouth to hide a grin, and Kurt nodded. "Ja- um, yes, that is true. But I like to call it 'teleporting'." As a demonstration, he disappeared from his place between Kitty and Evan in a puff of smoke, causing them to cough. Instantly he reappeared a few feet away, and the students and teachers gasped in amazement. With another 'bamf', he returned to Kitty's side.
Another hand was thrust into the air. "So what's up with your tail?" asked one girl.
"Yes, that is one point I'm curious about," the science teacher added. "Is it prehensile, or is it like a cat's?"
Kurt blinked at the question, and Kitty gave him a look that would have translated as 'Well?' "I suppose it is prehensile," he replied, "because it acts like another hand. I can use it to grab things--" Here he wrapped the long appendage around Kitty's waist and pulled her closer. Her cheeks reddened, and the hall was filled with ripples of laughter. "And it can also support my weight."
"So you can hang from stuff?" someone asked.
Kurt nodded.
"Bet it makes you popular with the ladies!" another student crowed. There was more laughter, and Kurt buried his face in Kitty's shoulder, embarrassed. She grinned and patted his head, and as hallway became filled with questioning voices, eager to know more about the Incredible Nightcrawler, she couldn't help but be amazed.
Maybe humans weren't so bad after all.
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Four days later, at the corner of Fourth Street and Hemlock, Kurt sat in a window booth at Bruno's Burgers, staring across the table at Kitty as they waited for their food to be brought to them. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She knew she was pretty, but he didn't think she realized what an absolute knock-out she was.
She had been so wonderful through all that he had gone through. No; all *they* had gone through. She had assured him that he wouldn't have to deal with his troubles alone, and she had been right. It felt extremely strange to be cared about that much, especially by a girl.
And she was crazy about him! What was up with that? She was always saying things like, "Kurt, your tail is just the cutest!" or "Kurt, you have *such* gorgeous eyes!" or "Jeez, Kurt, could you be any sexier than you are right now?"
That last one really floored him.
Slowly he became aware that Kitty was staring back at him, as if expecting him to say something. "What's the matter, Fuzzy? Spacing out again?" she asked, smiling in amusement.
Kurt grinned sheepishly. "Nein, I was just lost in your eyes, mein liebchen," he replied, resting his chin in his hands and heaving a wistful sigh.
"You're such a dork," she said, rolling her eyes but suppressing a laugh. He knew she liked all that mushy junk. He had to admit, so did he.
He also couldn't help but notice that almost every eye in the restaurant was on him. His image inducer, at Kitty's request, was turned off, and the other customers had no choice but to take in his true, fuzzy blue self. He was trying his best to act oblivious, like he didn't know everyone was staring at him, but it was pretty hard acting.
*Don't think about them,* Kurt told himself, spinning the salt shaker around to keep from fidgeting. *Just focus on why you're here. Focus on Kitty.*
Now that was something he could do.
"Kätzchen?" he said quietly.
Her light blue eyes met his yellow ones. "Yeah?" she replied in the same serious tone. For some reason she was really good at sensing his different moods.
He cleared his throat. "I uh..." he began hesitantly. "I just wanted to say that I am very grateful for your support these past few days. I don't know how I could have managed without you, Keety."
"Oh, Kurt, it's no problem," she said with a sweet smile. She reached across the table and took his furry, three-fingered hand. "I know you would totally do the same for me. It's not a big deal."
"Ja, it *is* a big deal, Keety," he protested. "You have always been there for me. Not just lately, after what happened at school, but ever since we became friends." He swallowed, suddenly very nervous. "I've been thinking about it a lot, and I want to tell you - I want you to know - that I... I..." He took a deep breath and wiped his forehead. "Gott, why is it so hot in here?" he said, frustrated with himself.
"Kurt?" Kitty asked, in a very soft voice.
He groaned irritably. "Vas?"
"I love you, too."
Looking up at her with wide eyes, he saw her grin. "Or maybe I should say, Ich lieb dich?" she asked, lifting up his hand and kissing his knuckles.
A slow, astonished grin spread over his face, and he shook his head, half in adoration and half disbelief. "You never cease to confuse me, Kätzchen," he said.
"Actually, it's 'you never cease to *amaze* me', Kurt," she corrected him.
His tail slid under the table, and Kitty blushed as it coiled around her leg. Proud that, for once, it was doing exactly what he wanted it to, he raised a seductive eyebrow at her. "I know what I said."
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A/N: Ahhhhhhh, the end. Finally. I know it was awfully short, but I kind of like it the way it is. But more importantly, did you like it? The whole story, I mean. If you didn't, blame it on my inexperience with 'X-Men' fanfictions. And if anyone was wondering where Kurt's accent was, it was there. I just think the dialogue looks better without all the W and TH replacements. So just try to imagine the accent in your head. I must go rest my fingers now, but I would appreciate any and all reviews. Danke!
Wakizashi
tricksparrow@hotmail.com