Living Nightmare
Chapter 3: Here with me…
I can't BELIEVE it … Chapie 3!!!! Whoa! Kewl! (Hugs Raph, Piccolo and Wolvie Plushies) Oh at last! I hope you guys aren't to cross with me? But as always…
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Evolutionary Spider
I'm very glad I can inspire you with my words… Border line fluff, hun? Well I think this chappie's just a little fluffier like big fluffy belly button fluff… but that's just a bit of chilling time before things get a little more interesting…
I see you're a person that like things to have a meaning… well I think I chose it just because of Kurt's Demonic appearance… the fact that even demons can have fear… and the fact that he was nearly burnet at the stake for being the devil… other then that it was a very cool song…((0 0)) wow… I didn't know so much planning went into burning things? Few! You don't wanna burn me… HURRAR for me! I live to write another day! And many thanks to you! Trust me… thumb screws are only fun if your not the one in the chair!
Thank you for the review and I look forward to you next one...
Lord R
Thank good you were kidding with the thumb screws…! I've been told I can scream for England… You like my dream sequence? ARRRRRR! Thank you! ::gives Lord R a big hug:: I think I'm good at them coz all I do is daydream… ::Suddenly goes off on one… staring into space…::
Durgas Dragon
::Pulls out a rod as reels in another victim to her world of slashy pervertedness:: Mwhahahahahahahahahahah! Come to me my pretty! Here you are … update… for my adoring fans!
Nicky
AGGGH! ::hits herself over the head with the stall mallet:: STUPID NER'UAL! I'm sorry I still haven't got the dame thing up on AFFdotnet yet… I only just got round to sorting out my stuff on Fan press… I'll try my hardest to get the raunchier version up… promise!
Sinayah
You love my work! Oh thank you! It feels so nice to be appreciated… ::sighs and hugs Plushies:: I am thinking of going pro… could I cut it? Hay… I could be the next J.K.R! Ya never know!
TFslash
You think it was that good? Oh thank you! Umm well… you had to wait this long ::spreads her hands out:: … and her it is! TA DA!
Oh I know what you mean! I wish more people would write more S/K and so much of that bloody Kurtty! It's good and everything but… Ah! dose my head in and gets on me tits!! There's so much of it it's over powering! But I will endeavour to keep you entertained…
Serphyona
Cute? Do you mean fluffy bunny cute or Alan Cumming's, Orlando Bloom, Ben Afleck, Huge Jackman and Alan Rickman cute? Either way… all good… thankies for the review… ^_^
Akemi-san
YES! WE MUST UNITE! We shall march forth and spread the word of the glories of Scott/Kurt slash and convert non believers….! RAAAAAAAAAAGH!
Nicky (?)
Is this the same one as before or a different one? O 0' … oh well trust me… you is not going to believe what is going to happen… but you'll have to wait and find out won't you…. MWAAHAHAHAH! I is evil!
Tobun
OH NO! Please don't die! ::Hands her next chapter:: Please read and live! LIVE! I don't want to be responsible for the death of a poor defenceless bird! Not like my mother… we had a Buggie… and she didn't feed it… it died… poor Nash… you have a cruel and wicked mind! Black mailing meeeeee!
Tenshisonnet
Thank you… I've been told I portray Nightcrawler well… on the question of why would Scott go after him… humm… ::scratches ear thoughtfully:: well… to be honest… I really don't know why… I just think that they would take there friendship to the next leave… or that Scott's just got a fetish for guys with blue fur ::shrugs:: that's my only explanation…
Now… on the word thing!
1# I'm dyslexic… spellings is hard for me…
2# I'm British and I've found out from my Step-farther (Who happens to be American) That we spell things differently… just a fact… so even when I do spell check and use someone to read it… there will be some words that will not be spelt the American way… but I think I can forgive you, if you can forgive me… and I shall continue. =^-^=
Soltic
Yes good Kurt/Scott is as rare as me doing ironing…. And that's really hard to come by! I mean… my ironing is crawling up the wall! I'm definitely keeping this story going… and have some other yummy slashy stuff waiting in the wings…
It's really actually easy to do Kurt's accent… just don't go over the top… like I heard someone else comment, he didn't just fall of the Banana boat…
All you have to is… now how the hell can I explain this? Umm… when it comes to things with a 'The' sound , like they, them, or something…. Simply change the T to a Z… so it's… zhay, zhem, somezhing…
Same principle goes with words like with, why, where, when, will…
But this time you change the W to a V… so it becomes…. Vith, vhy, vhere, vhen, vill… but things like wrong and written don't go… coz… if you just try to say it, it sounds… odd… and wrong…
In short the way I check thing to see if they go is to say it… and if it sounds off… best bet is don't do it… And it also don't hurt to throw in some German here and there… Free online translators are good for this… although I wouldn't put 100% faith into the translations… Hope that helps some what… and that's really all I change! Simple pimple!
You don't own flying monkeys?! ::gasps in horror:: And you live in Kansas! of all places you'd expect to find flying monkeys! What is there a shortage? I think every author should have one! Here have one of mine! ::hands Soltic a lovely brown flying monkey on a leash wearing a fez and red waist coat:: There for vo! =^-^=
thank you again for the review!
Chaotica
Thank you for the nice comment! Much appreciated…
Kraizeekelly
Well you don't have to wait for more coz here it is!
ThatGirl1
Thank you! I shall continue to my harts content! Just keep reviewing! As long as you guys want it I'll keep writing it!
Brad
WHOOO HOOO! More good stuff! Wow… ((0 0)) I rival the infamous Internutter! She's good… scratch that… she grate! Am I really at that level?! I know… even though my story's a little late in up dating it's coming… I hate it when authors don't have the courtesy to at least finished the story… or at least let people know why they can't continue… thought I'm guilty of that for my Dragonball Z one's but I must say… they where the ones I first started out on and they were really crap to begin with… very badly written… I didn't take the time I did on my X-Men… no way near as good as my X ones…
Jay Kamiya
Whoo! Have I converted you? If so… welcome! And hope to see you really soon….
Neko
Kurt is such a fuzzy wuzzy bundle of joy isn't he! Thank you for Review!
Kitty
::dose the Queens wave to her adoring public:: Thank you! Thank you! I shall continue to shower my greatness onto you for a long time to come… thank you for the R!
Blue Fire Faery
::Stats talking like James T Kirk:: You. Shall. Have. More! And. Hear. It. Is! Doesn't. this. Get. On. your. Nerves. A. bit? Talking. Like. This. I. Sound. Like. Captain. Kirk. Spock. I. feel. Like. I'm. stuck. In. a. moment. And. I. can't. get. Out. of. it.
O-nii
Once again I am blessed with a wonderful fan review… though I must point out yet again that I do spell check these thing's with the computer and another person… and it might be that they are the ENGLISH spelling… and not the AMERICAN way… yes we really are two nations divided by the same language… but other then that look forward to see you again! =^-^=
Marduk42
Thank you for your review… proof reading I a very good thing! I shall endeavour to do it… and I shall keep running… like the nose with a cold…
Colder Then Ice
Arrr thank you so much… it's lovely reviews like this that keep me going! Thank you!
Fantast192 and Dreamer
HAHAHAHA! Your review made me laugh after a rotten day! Thank you!
Key
Death sleep was what I was going for… or just retreating so deep into his subconscious that he couldn't hear double decker coming at him… Yes it takes a while to right using different vocab… it dose make the work much more interesting… but there is a handy dandy little book that helps out with that… my little pet English Thesaurus… ::strokes it lovingly:: … ahhh… my precious…
Daniel the Demon
Once again… thank you… very, very much… and what kind of a demon are you?
J5
I'm adding a chapter! Please don't skin me! ::hides under table:: NO monkey's please! I'll be good! Promise…!
As for the other thing… ::Sticks her head out from under the table:: I'm English! I use translators for the German… there might me different spelling coz I either missed them… or that their spelt differently to the American way! Sorry! I do try! Please forgive… I'm only human…
Digigirl-izumi
ARRR thank you I shall write lots and lots more… this story's going to have a very angusty middle… you won't believe!
PS: was Izzy your fav Character in Digimon? =^-^= he was mine!
Setzer
Yes I shall continue into the next millennium! Mwahahahahah!
Zara the Pirate
Thank how for the trans… I love this pairing to… well I better… seeing as I'm writing it… though I could change it and just make them have sex for hours on end… that could be fun, no? But the hunt for a proof reader is a very odd thing… I would be afraid to ask anyone… ::blushes:: I really don't like asking people for help… not that I'm proud or anything… I just feel really bad and stupid for having the audacity of asking… dose that make me sound sad? I think I'm a little paranoid… oh arr!
Lilith
The right mix of Smut and fluff? Cool I did it! ::Jumps for joy:: …. Hummm … so it was a bit… Smuffy then… o 0 … hay… that sound cool! I just gave birth to a new Fan fic type! Smuff! And it didn't hurt a bit! and people say labours hard! Ha! I have loins of Adamantium!
Dree
You are so right… not enough of this pairing… and there should be… more on it's way… and it will get here eventually…
Ryan
Yes… I can inform you… that I am officially… off my rocker… barmy… round the twist… nutty as a fruit cake with extra nuts… and absolutely bonkers… NICE TO MEET YOU TOO! ::runs and give Ryan a grate big hug::
(0 o) crazy as me think you are as? Tell me… have you ever been bitten by someone and told that the only cure was to lie down in the middle of a very busy shop and laugh insanely at the top of your lungs…? And then actually carry out the cure in front of busy shoppers? ::raises hand:: I did! And it was fuuuuun! =^v^=
The shop assistance kept looking at me strangely every time I went back in!
But I'm so glad to meet another crazy person! Like two incredibly strange and deranged people coming together to discuss wired and wonderful things… ::sighs:: warms the cockles of me 'art!
I whole heartily agree! ::land of hope and glory plays in the background..:: …We must protect and preserve the wondrous creatures that are S/K fic's! We must set out hunting parties… and capture them! So we can Keep the wondrous-nuss-ness for them alive! For all time! We shall breed them… And then… we shall set them free! Free to recolonise and spread there glory among the less fortunate!
…. Umm…Did I go on a bit there? ((0 o))'
Dyslexia is a big kick in the goolies, isn't it...? Bloody hell… we are very similar aren't we… perhaps dyslexia is the start of madness and then it slowly descends… hummm… that would give those big wigs in the science community something to study wouldn't it?
What did you write about? I'd love to know… I bet they where grate! =^-^=
Yes this was indeedee my very first full on slashy gashy fic… was it really that surprising?
I look foreword to seeing you again in my wonderful madness
Thankies for the wonderful review!
=^_^=\/
LovelySchoolGurlShindou
My smuff chapter reached the KAWAII status! Don't worry I'm not going to discontinue for a long time! Another one who understands my plight of being employed or not! And being employed by the family is even worse!
I will endeavour to update sooner =^-^=
Elphaba
You may be bad at them but Thank you for your review! =^-^=
Bill
::starts dancing :: WHOOOOH! YEAH! It's my birfdai! Gonna party like it's ma birfdai! Gonna sip Bacardi like it's ma birfdai! Yo you know we don't give a F*** unless it's your Birfdai! You'll Find me in da club! ::dances round the room::
Kazima Kuwabara
Arrrr another one to add to my collection of fans…::sighs and Throws the fan onto her rapidly growing pile:: AH! It feels so good to be loved!
Mikomi
Arrr you want to help me! That's sooooo nice of you ::HUGGELS:: oh it's so nice to feel wanted and adored!
Cypher
Named after the Pokemon? I like that one! OH the applause is wonderful! Oh thank you! an oncore is coming don't you worry… and I have a lot of other slashyness on the way too… ((my Bio's got what I have in the works… lots of X-Men)) Thank you for the all round wonderful review! It made me feel al warm and gooey inside… but in a good way! The next thing is here… bit of a chilling chappie before I move on to better stuff… I hope to keep you entertained for a while… thanks!
Relwarc
OH thank you for the understanding! Work sucks… and working for yourself sucks arse! sounds like a grate thing at the time… and you'd think you have plenty of time off… WRONG! I'll will try my very best to keep it top notch quality!
Randompersonthatreadthis
Yesss…. I thought he'd be a good closet Trekkie… ahhh the way my warped mind works…(0 o) AH! I made a funny! Warped! Star Trek! Get it! =^v^= … ::a deafening silence is herd… a bell tolls… a wind blows… and a tumblweed rolls past::… ((0 o')) … `¬_¬ … well I thought it was funny… ::pouts::… ho hum… hope to see you again random…
Rieko Blade
Oh thank you for not releasing you monkeys on me… My devil dogs have lots of trouble picking the feathers out of their teeth… don't you my ickel ones… ::pats a big black dogs at her side::
OH thank you… I think it pays to take the time and thank people personally who've been kind enough to take the time and enjoy your work… You are right… work most definitely sucks… last week I spent 7 hours a day in the work room inking bibs! I couldn't move my hand! And I can't feel my thumb!
::Sees the Plushies and her eye's water up with joy!:: Plushies?! For me! ::Takes the Plushies and makes them kiss… her eyes water further…:: HUmmmMMMMmmMMMmmm! THAT SO SWEET! THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU! ::runs up and Hugs Rieko Blade:: Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! There soooooo gorgeous! And they kiss… :: makes whimpering noise:: Oh it so sweet it's giving me a tooth ach! ::sits there for an hour making the tow toys kiss:: Magnets are wonderful creations!
3 hours later… after some seriously slashy writing…
Ahhh thank you all for your wonderful words! They do really make my days! (hugs her Raph, Wolvie, Piccolo and new Kissing Scott and Kurt Plushies lovingly)
You know I'm not a Scott lover as a rule… Nighty and Wolvie and Pic from DBZ are more my style. But since watching X-man Evo… my opinion has severely changed… ::Hugs Scott Plushie:: … he's the only version of SS I have grown to like…
Although my opinion on… Jean… remains the same. (Pulls out of space a Jean Plushie and promptly sets it on fire) He he he he… that's right… burn my pretty… burn! BWHA HA HA HAAAAAAA! I have a reeeeeeaaallly eeeeeeevil idea in mind for her….. ::Watches Plushie go up in smoke::…
….MWHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHAHHAHHAHHAHHHHAHHAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHAHHHAHAH… ah…
… ((0 0))'' … soz… Sugar, my vivid imagination and the drugs are not a wise combination…
Sorry this has taken so long… but running things is a tuff thing to do…
So more apologies for the wait…
PS! Too all those that have E-Mailed me and I haven returned your letters… I'm not ignoring you! I hadn't visited my account for ages and with those bloody viruses on the lose my computer wasn't safe so on advice I had to delete every single one of my E-mails just in case they were all infected…
So if you were one of those that mailed me… and I know some did coz I saw some had… ::scratches head:: though I can't think for the life of me who… I am very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, sorry.
And if I have missed anyone in my rewie reply... I'm very sorry... and I'm sure I'll get back to you in the next chapter... I promises... I just thought every one will want this up now... but I will answer.. I don't like not replying nice people that take time out to review...
I hope you can all forgive me… please! I is a bad... rude girl...
Chapter 3: Here with me…
With a burst of purple smoke and fire, accompanied by the nauseous smell of sulphur and brimstone… Kurt Wagner, AKA The Nightcrawler, appeared above the bed in Scott Summers room. He fell the short distance and bounced lightly on the mattress, instantly moving into his familiar cat like posture on his hands and feet. He winced as the pain in his hand made itself known again. He gently lifted it to take the presser off.
The light was on… He quickly looked round to see if the occupier of the room was present. There was no sign of the X-men team leader.
//He's probably still in the shower…// He thought as he sat on the soft springy bed. He was going to have to wait. His eyes drifted lazily round the room, until he closed them and inhaled deeply.
At night, all of Kurt's senses became even better then Wolverine's… though not many people knew it. If you left him in the middle of the desert, he could tell you exactly where the nearest river was simply by smell. This was one of the reason's he couldn't say in his room… it smelt like him… and it triggered off the bad images and memories…
But at the moment all he could smell was Scott, his unique sent covered everything… but then again… it was, after all, his room. What did he expect it to smell of…? Quicksilver?! Ew, no! Don't think that! Bad thoughts, bad! He must be tired; his brain did not seem to be functioning properly.
But anyway, back to the present…and the scent. It was strongest where Kurt was sitting right now. The soft, warm, unmade bedclothes wafted with his usually undetectable sent. Again… he felt… comforted… reassurance… he began to relax… he felt safe… but why?
The fuzzy teen yawned, his sharp white fangs glinted in the fluorescent light. His eyes felt like they had weights attached to each lid. He hadn't slept well for weeks… and with his high metabolism, the lack of sleep was soon catching up on him… and that was a very bad thing.
He hadn't been able to drift off easily in his own room since the beginning of the nightmares… but now… in here… he was finding it hard to stay awake… very hard. He yawned again and ran his good hand through his tousled hair. He rubbed this face, trying to wake himself up… but it wasn't doing any good.
He stretched, yawning, then rubbed the back of his neck… this place seamed to have some kind of magic effect on him. The warm room made him just wanted to lie down, fall asleep and never wake up… he was beginning to find it difficult to think. He sighed loudly. And glanced at the bed… for some reason… it looked… inviting… Yawn. Very inviting…
He shook his head and cleared his throat, slapping himself for good measure. He couldn't! He had just barged in here without the owner knowing, and now he wanted to sleep in said owner's bed without so much as a 'please' or 'thank you'! What was he like!
He yawned yet again and glanced at the soft, rumpled cotton sheets. Well… Scott probably wouldn't be too long… it wouldn't hurt if he just… lay back… just for a moment… would it…? … No… 'course not… he wouldn't mind… it wasn't like he was going to go to sleep… he was just going to lie back… and rest his eyes…. just for a moment.
With a shrug, he gave up, fell back onto the mattress, and almost instantly closed his eyes from the wonderful feeling. All the stress seamed to drain from his tired muscles, and before he knew what he was doing, he had curled up into a tight ball with his head resting in the crook of his elbow. It was soooo warm… and comfy.
He snuggled down further into the bed as his tired and weary body finally relaxed fully. He tried forcing his eyes too remain open, but the harder he tried, the heavier they felt. His conscious mind began to shut down and with a final sigh… he finally succumbed into the sandman and drifted of into a wonderful… peaceful sleep…
Scott closed the door of the bathroom and made his way back to his room, after having showered to relive himself of the sticky hot chocolate residue that he had gotten on himself. He padded down the hall leaving wet soggy footprints as he went. The almost too small towel round his slim waist seemed to hang on his hips by pure luck as he used both his hands to dry his short brown hair with another towel, being careful not to nock off his glasses as he did so… He learnt his lesson the last time that happened…
The mansion was quiet once again, almost too quiet for Scott's liking. From the moment he let Kurt's room he hadn't been able to stop the worry cogs in his head from whirring. He now knew that there was something seriously troubling the younger boy and, no matter how much he protested the fact that it was nothing, Scott wasn't going to give up on him till he found out what the hell made his friend freak out like that. He was going to do everything with in his power to fix what ever it was.
He sighed as he rested the wet towel round his neck, the still damp hair sticking up at odd angels, making the usual uniform leader look very out of character. His mind drifted back and forth between thoughts as he arrived at his door. Ah… What he wouldn't give to open it and find the blue imp of his dreams lying in his bed…
//But that's all they are… dreams…// He thought sadly. //… there's no chance in hell of it ever happening in real life…// He snorted at his own foolishness as he opened the door. He took one step in… and smelt the tormentingly familiar sent of sulphur and brimstone… his head slowly swivelled and scanned the room… till his eyes came to his bed… he did a double take and froze…
He stood there for a moment, his body rigid with shock… then… he went back out side… and shut the door without a word. He waited there with his hand on the knob ((A/N: Doorknob! Not the other kind! Get your mind out of the gutter you dirty people!)) for what seemed like an eternity, his mind had gone rather blank… his mind had gone literally numb… that sort of… out of body, floating feeling you some times get after a shock… He shook his head… concluding that it was just his overactive imagination getting the better of him… and opened the door again…
Ruby covered eyes immediately travelled back over to his bed. And there, his eyes were again greeted by the site of a blue, near naked, fuzzy ball, circled up in his duvet, sleeping peacefully. Scott's heart had jumped and lodged itself in his throat as the familiar warmth began to resonate from his solar plexus and began to spread… he swallowed loudly. He didn't know weather to be over the moon or seriously nervous… it was like dancing on a the edge of a knife…
Timidly, he crept into his room and tiptoed over to the sleeping figure. Silently he came to a stop and slowly leaned over, gazing down at the unconscious elf. He felt a sharp pang in his chest: the younger teen really did look like a huge, blue, kitten curled up in a blanket… he looked so peaceful… so innocent… sleeping on his bed… making soft…
//OH. MY. GOD! Is he…?Oh sweet Jesus he is… he's purring!// Scott was shocked… //It's honest to goodness purring!// he had sometimes thought… no… scratch that… he had often dreamt that Kurt would purr… when he was truly happy… or perhaps after some serious love making…
He unknowingly smiled fondly as his mind began flying on autopilot… not realising or really caring about what he was doing… he ever-so-gently brushed away the few stray locks of silky blue hair out of the furry face, carefully tucking them behind a pointed, elfin ear.
He was still in his little trance like state as the gentle movement caused the sleeper to stir from his rest… A low murmur followed by snuggling down further in to his arm before finally cracking open a brilliant golden eye, startling Scott from his spell, he cleared his throat, looking round his feet guilty for being caught in the act… Before chancing a look back up to see Kurt's reaction…
Kurt was a little dazed… He had just woken up from the best sleep he had had in weeks and his mind was a little jumbled… why was Scott waking him up? He yawned… It wasn't a School day… was it? And why wasn't he wearing anything…? Then he slowly remembered… the nightmare… Scott being there when he woke up… comforting him… the fear and anxiety with the prospect of sleeping in his room… not being able to stand it any longer… leaving and coming here… then…
He became very alert and very embarrassed at that moment. Shooting up like a bullet out of a gun… His fur darkening with a deep blush… His good hand came up and rubbed the back of his neck in a apologetic manner…
"I'm sorry Scott, I… must of fell asleep…" Scott, on his part, had a rather amused smile on his face… though he was more then a little relieved that the blue mutant hadn't realised what he had been doing…
"It looks that way…," He saw Kurt shrink back and cringe. "But it's cool, you must have really been whacked…" He quickly added. He didn't miss the relief that spread on the German's face.
"Are you sure? I really didn't mean too… I don't know vhat came over me…" He sighed, idly fiddling with his tail, a nervous tendency he did that the X-man leader had observed…
"Don't sweat it." Scott ushered him with a chuckle trying to put the younger teen at ease.
"I zhought you'd be angry vith me… or at least annoyed…" He confessed as Scott sat down on the bed and regarded him curiously.
"Oh? Why?"
"How many people do you know like finding unvelcome blue demons in zhere bed's…?"
"Now who ever said you where unwelcome? In fact, if I remember correctly, I said the exact opposite, didn't I…"
"Ja… but still…"
"Kurt… don't get your tail in a twist… nothing to worry about… leave it at that… kay…?" he said, Kurt nodded and smiled a little.
"Kay…" Scott wondered what had driven the young mutant out of his room, he was half expecting him to drop right back off to sleep, and then he spied Kurt's hand. It was the one he had unknowingly punched the wall with, it now looked very swollen and the dark blue fur now seemed darker because of the clotted blood over his knuckles. He hissed through his teeth and cringed at the sight… it did not look pretty…
"Ouch… that looks a lot worse in the light…" He said nodding to the hand in question. Kurt glanced down at his injured hand grimaced.
"Ja… does doesn't it…" Scott lent over to his bedside cabinet, opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a small green bag. Kurt became a little flustered as the older teen's small towel riding further up his tanned, muscular thigh. He cleared his throat and adverted his gazed up to the absolutely fascinating white plaster ceiling.
"Here let me see it…" He said unzipping the bag… He held out his hand to the fuzzy one, who silently and without hesitation, gave it to him.
The chestnut haired young man smiled, they sat in a comfortable silence as he inspected the bloody mess before rummaging round in the bag witch turned out, much to Kurt's surprise, to be a well-supplied First Aid kit. Scott grabbed a bottle of 'stuff' that the blue mutant didn't like the look of, dumped some on a cotton ball, and, with a practised hand, began to cleanse the wound.
Scott's large hands moved with both precision and gentleness. Kurt felt a little funny sitting there… as Scott tended to him… holding his hand… but… funny in a… good way… it felt… nice to have someone touch him… no… 'nice' wasn't the word for it… his parents often told him that 'nice' was the most overused word in any language… this was waaaaaay better then nice… it was… 'pleasurable'…
"Ya know…" Scott said breaking Kurt's concentration. "I used to have nightmares too…" Ah… If there was one thing anyone should know about the X-men team leader… Scott was like a dog with a bone… he didn't let go easily.
"Scott…," He sighed. "I'm really tired…"
"Kurt… just listen a moment…? Please…?" He asked gently. Kurt didn't reply but squirmed a little, the older teen took that as the ok and continued both cleaning and talking in a off-handed kind of way. "I still do… they can be pretty bad at times… It's always the same one… of the crash…" At that, Kurt looked up at his friend, a frown creasing his brow.
"Crash…? Vhat crash?" Scott looked up for a split second before going back to work.
"… You probably don't know this but… I was in a plane crash when I was younger… well I didn't even crash… My brother and I jumped before that happened…" Kurt was shocked; he didn't know what to say. He sat there open-mouthed and speechless as Scott continued seemingly unfazed about his reaction to the information or the subject he was talking about…
"It's always starts the same way… starts off fine… were all happy… my brother… my Mom… my Dad… up in a plane… then, I don't know what, but something went wrong… there's fire… always lots of fire…" The furry mutant's attention was completely on his leader as he spun his story, as soon as Scott mentioned the fire he got a horrid familiar sick feeling in the pit of his stomach as he imagined what it must have been like…
"It's chaotic… so much noise… the plane shaking… There were only two parachutes… We were over some mountains… and going down fast… Their only choice was to push us out there… we where throw out by my Mom… the parachute opened… but falling debris caught the chutes and they burst into flames… The last thing I remember… is the fire above us… watching the plane go down…
"The mountains below… falling faster then we should have been… I grab my brother's hand… I remember feeling so scared I thought I was going to be sick… I really felt I was going to die…" He sighed reminiscently. "And when I wake up I can still taste the fear…" He said as he bandaged the swollen hand carefully.
"Scott… I… I had no idea… I… vere you…?" Scott nodded at the unspoken question.
"We where found on the side of a mountain… my brother was half frozen… injured… I was in a coma… we were alone… I really don't remember much… and when I woke up… my brother had disappeared… and I began to get this," He said taping his glasses, with a half smile.
"The Professor theorized that I must of hit my head in the landing so badly that it caused some kind of brain damage… and that's why I can't control them… Murphy's Law I guess... there all done how does that feel?" he said with a satisfied smile as he began tidying away his kit, throwing away the dirty cotton wool and pulling off his gloves. Kurt's hand still ached a bit but it defiantly felt better then it had. The pristine white bandage stood brightly out against his deep indigo fur.
"It feels great… Danke, Scott…"
"Right. I better get something else on… this towel is getting really cold…" The older teen got up, going over to his wardrobe, and rummaging around for his pyjama bottoms or a pair of boxers. Kurt stayed silently gazing at his bandaged hand, mulling over his thoughts as Scott changed.
He had no idea Scott had been through something as terrible as he had. He knew he was an orphan… that was something they both shared for a time… but he never asked about it and Scott had never talked about it… which was perfectly fine… from what he heard… what he went through wasn't something someone wanted to go digging up at every opportunity… Kurt knew better then most about painful memories… He hadn't ever told anyone about what happened to him… never about the nightmares… maybe… maybe it was time too…? And after what Scott had just told him… he would probably be the only one that would really understand…
Scott watched his blue friend out the corner of his eye as he took his time changing… He wanted to give him chance to think over what he had said… if his plan had worked… the fuzzy one might at last open up to him… He figured that sharing some of his demons would encourage Kurt to do the same… He hadn't told his story to many… only the Professor and Storm (and only because after one particularly nasty night he'd woken up screaming).
One thing surprised him, though… the fact that he felt so comfortable revealing all of that to the other boy… he had felt deeply embarrassed and ashamed when he had to tell the two adults about his problem dreams… he felt like they were judging him as being weak and pathetic… which was ridiculous. He knew they'd never think that, but at the time that's all he could think and feel…
But with Kurt… he felt none of those things… he felt completely comfortable with telling him everything… he knew in his heart that he would never think anything bad about him… never think he was a coward or weak… that was one of the things he loved about him… he snorted at the irony… it was true what they say… the person you love the most is either your worst enemy or your best friend… and it was more likely hell was going to freeze over before he fell in love with Lance!
He sighed… life was far to fickle… he snorted as he fished out about 3 pairs of boxers. Choices, choices… Plain white cotton, Silky black or… Who in the name of all that was holy gave him the green ones!? He sighed as he remembered…
//Oh yeah… now I remember… Jean!// He shuddered. //YUCK!! I hate green!// He'd only kept them for posterity…
He chose to go for the black one… He couldn't help the slightly perverted smile crossing his face as smutty thoughts shifted over his mind… he always thought of black silk as kinda kinky… but maybe that was a little over the top for the situation? NAAA! He thought, chucking the others back in the drawer and quickly pulling on the chosen ones.
"Scott…?" A small voice called from behind him…
//Aaaaaaand Bingo was his name-o…// He grinned inwardly, and thanked the heavens that by the tone of his friend's voice, his plan had seemed to work… He loved it when that happened.
"Yeah…?" He answered casually as he grabbed his sleeping bag from the top shelf of his wardrobe.
"How… How long ago vas zhe… incident…?" He asked, slowly his voice shaking slightly. Scott pretended not to hear it for fear of scaring him off.
"Ummm… probably about… er… 7…8 years ago... maybe… I can't really remember… Why?" He asked dragging out the small metal put-up-bed from the bottom of the wooden container.
"I… it's…" He suddenly became tight lipped. He began to franticly fiddle with his tail. He obviously didn't have a clue as to how to express what he wanted.
Scott could practically feel the tension radiating off the fuzzy boy. He heaved the metal bed over to the side of his mattress and set it down before seating himself next to his teammate. The older teen had to make this as easy as possible for him otherwise they'd never get anywhere.
"Does… this have something to do with your nightmare?" He ventured gently, already knowing the answer though. Kurt nodded slowly, not meeting the older mutant's steady gaze.
"Have you… had this nightmare before?" Another nod. "Is it… of something that happened to you…?" He asked steadily… Kurt froze for a moment. Scott had hit it on the head. Silence fell on the two… Scott was trying to think desperately about how to word his next question correctly, but luck had finally thrown him a bone.
"It was horrible…" Kurt whispered. "I… it… it wasn't long ago… just before I came here… but sometimes… sometime…," He shrunk back, pulling his knees to his chest, resting his forehead on them. He began to shiver; his breathing became heavier. Scott couldn't fathom how bad something could be to turn the usually happy go lucky teenager into a sobbing, frightened wreck.
Scott moved closer, placing a gentle hand on the smaller fuzzy one's shoulder.
"It's alright, Kurt," Scott assured him, gently ruffling his fur with his thumb. This small affectionate action made the German born X-men somewhat calmer… why was it that Scott could do that to him? Kurt wondered, briefly… He slowly raised his head a little, his long fringe covering his face from the older teens view.
"… if … if I tell you… Do you… promises me zhat… zhat you von't tell anyone…"
"Sure… what ever you want…" Kurt then looked up sharply, pinning him with his eyes. Gleaming gold locked with radiant ruby.
"Please Scott… I… if… if anyone else found out… zhey'd… I don't vant any pity from zhem…" He said quietly. "It vould kill me… Promise me zhis doesn't go any further… please…"
Scott could see the desperate plea in his friend eyes and hear the shaky uncertain waver in his voice. He gave him a reassuring squeeze.
"I promise… What is said here, does not leave the room… on my honour as an X-man… and, more importantly, your friend." He said with full sincerity. The German studied his friend face for a moment… trying to detect any sign of deception… but found none… he somehow knew he wouldn't…
He looked back at the wall, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath and slowly began to weave his tail. He started of steadily enough… revealing things to Scott no one other then the Professor and his parents knew. He told him about how… when travelling back to the troupe one night… he had stumbled upon something no one should see… the five mutilated bodies of murdered children… then the frantic mob… the accusations… the hatred… the yells… the darkness… the fear… the names… the pain… the humiliation… the utter hopelessness…
Scott, on his part, was now deadly pale, shocked into silence as he listened to his best friend's ordeal… he couldn't believe what he was hearing… he never, even in his worst dreams imagined people could do something so twisted like that! It sickened him to think that his dearest friend had gone threw such a terror just because of superstition… just because he looked different…
He felt the anger rise in his chest at the horrid description that Kurt was giving… How could they do that to someone so wonderful? He had always guessed the fuzzy mutant was hiding something… but there was no way he would have fathomed it to be anything so foul.
As Kurt re-capped his story, the more he spoke the easier it seemed to come… He was too tired to fight it anymore… feed up of being so alone in his privet hell… soon he was spilling out everything that had happened, even the parts that he wasn't planning on telling, in all its horrific, gory details. Telling Scott about how the mutilated body's of the children had mad him throw up on sight… the smell of blood… and showing Scott the faint furless scars from the knife underneath his pelt.
Finally telling someone about it was like a running tap… once started, it just kept going… the more he told the lighter his heart felt… it felt wonderful to get all his bottled up emotions out at last… and telling it to one of the people he trusted the most in the world made it all the easier…
It was frightening to Scott, to see the usually happy boy in the state he was in right now… shaking slightly, his usual jovial voice now dead and monotone, gently fingering the scars where the knife had slashed his wrist. He obviously didn't realise that he was crying. The wet, salty tears rolled down his fur while other seemed to get stuck and become crystal diamond droplets against dark blue velvet. Scott's heart was breaking to have him in such a way; he was almost at the point of breaking into tears himself. How could they!? How could people do that to someone so wonderful…! How could someone in so much grief and agony still look so beautiful…?
The older boy did the only thing that he could do… to try and sooth not only Kurt, but himself… he gently wrapped his arms around the distressed ball of fur and hugged him as if life depended on it… speaking quiet clam words of reassurance as he gently rubbed his back in small circles… showing him that he was here and wasn't going anywhere… showing him that he cared for him… and that he was never going to be alone again. Kurt responded well… leaning into the comforting embrace as he continued to talk. With Scott here with him… he didn't feel so… ashamed… so different… so isolated… so alone… and that felt good…
"Kurt… man… why didn't you say anything about this sooner?" Scott asked in a gentle sigh as he continued to hold the troubled young man. He felt him shrug half-heartedly.
"It's not really somezhing you discuss over breakfast…"
"You know what I mean…"
"Ja… Ja… I know…" Kurt wiped his eyes and absently gazed at the digital clock on Scott's nightstand… it was 3: 59am…
"I didn't realise it vas zhat late…" he said quietly, still not making a move out of the X-Mean leaders arms. He felt incredibly safe there and he didn't want to lose the feeling… not just yet.
"Yeah… I think it's about time for bed…" Scott said with a badly repressed yawn as his fatigue caught up with him at last… the evenings events had taken it out of him… Kurt pulled out of the hug a bit sharply, taking that statement as he cue to go.
"I guess… I better… go back to my room… let you get some sleep…" Though he had no intention of returning to his room, he made the move to leave but a hand on his shoulder stopped him…
"Like hell you are…" Scott said. Kurt gave him a blatantly confused look.
"Huh?"
"You don't think I got this thing out for my own health do you?" He said thumbing over to the Put-up-bed and sleeping bag. "You're staying here with me tonight, and I'm not taking no for an answer…" Kurt's heart leapt, but his politeness kicked in automatically…
"Scott… I couldn't…"
"Yes, you can and you are… I'm not letting you out of my sight…" he said in a tone that said that was the end of the discussion. Kurt wasn't going to argue… Scott turned back to the metal frame and began to set it up. "And tomorrow, I'm going to take you out for a drive… somewhere to cheer you up… I think we both need it…"
Kurt watched as Scott continued to talk cheerfully as he dutifully set about the task at hand. He felt so relieved… Scott wanted him to stay. After hearing all that, he wasn't disgusted by him or pitying him… he wasn't going to let him be alone… he'd never had a friend like that before… it felt wonderful to know someone cared about him that much…
Kurt yawned… his eyes felt sore and heavy… He rubbed his eyes finally feeling the wetness on his cheeks… god, no wonder his eyes were so sore… he lent forward, resting his head on his folded arms as he watch his friend talk and move through tired eyes… man… did Scott always move so gracefully? He looked really good in those boxers… god… he must really be tired, he thought… he wasn't thinking straight… ha ha… he made a funny… And he yawned… he was too tired to make jokes…
"… then when we get back the others should be home… right that's done… do you want my bed? I don-" His stopped mid sentences as what he saw melted his heart into a big puddle of goo in the middle of his chest. Kurt had fallen asleep again… he'd curled up into a ball, dead centre of his bed, his tail flipping back and forth gently in time with his breathing, looking again like the big kitten he really was. Scott wished he had a camera; it was an adorable scene. He looked so peaceful… the only trace of his earlier troubles were the rapidly drying, salty tear trails on his furry face…
Scott shook his head and smiled… he bit his lip as he quietly walked over to his bed… He desperately wanted to lie down next to him and hold him close… but instead, pulled the blanket over the blue mutants near naked body… he heard a murmur of comfort escape the exhausted body… and Kurt snuggled down further into the warm sheets. Scott stopped and took in the sight, committing it to his permanent memory. He had to really fight the urge to lean down and kiss the furry cheek, settling for moving that rebellious hair out of his face and gently whispering:
"Sweet dreams, Kurt…"
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HAZAR! Another chapter! And what I'm sure most of you are thinking that it's about bloody time too!
But I would just like to give a big shot out to my new mate...
GREY ELVEN-EYE'S!!
She's an utter Diamond geezer! I couldn't have done this without her help!
::bows deeply:: I thank you from the bottom of my hart!