It took me a while to work in the BEST band ever created in Christian music
history. Especially since it's not the kind of band a guy like Kurt would
listen to. So if it seems a little... eh... give me some credit, I'm doing my
best.
Thanks to my faithful posse of reviewers. You guys are a God-given source of inspiration and hope. You have no idea how much you've helped me with my personal demons.
After all, we ALL struggle with forward motion.
~~~~~~~~~~ Watashi-no Youkai
Kurt was feeling better a week later. After his little tiff with Duncan, and Rogue's intervention, he felt better. A lot better. Maybe it had something to do with standing up for himself . . . or maybe it was God. After all, a little prayer never hurt anyone.
At this point in time, he didn't really feel like being confined to his room. If it was any other day, he would've gone down to the video arcade and played a few dollars worth of Dance Dance Revolution, but he just . . . didn't feel like it.
Since his lungs felt better, he decided to try random bamfing. That always made him feel better.
*Bamf!* He was in the kitchen. Seeing that Kitty was busy making muffins, he decided that staying in there was not a good idea.
*Bamf!*He nearly scared the crap out of Professor X and Logan in the Cerebro Control Room.
*Bamf* A scream and a sound beating definitely determined that bathrooms with girls in them were a BAD idea.
*Bamf!* Hmmm . . . the girls dorm. Maybe I can talk to Rogue or Jean, he thought. He began strolling towards their rooms at the end of the hallway.
In passing Rahne's room, he stopped and gave a mental groan. If there was anyone who had the weirdest taste in music, it was Rahne. Out of all the people he knew, she was the only one who would willingly admit to liking boy bands. And right now, sappy love songs and repetitive beats were blasting from behind her door.
He shrugged and started to head down the hall when her door burst open. "Aye, Kurt! I was meanin' to catch ye! Rogue said ye were feelin' a bit down in the dumps about yer faith. I know ye aren't the type o' lad to listen to boy bands, but I think this one song may help." Before Kurt could protest, the lycanthrope grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.
"Now this band is called Plus One," the Scottish lass lilted. "They be a Christian band, like that Relient K you listen to." She popped a gray CD into the stereo and pushed track 6. Kurt had to admit, he was surprised. This was unlike any boy band he'd ever heard before.
Could it be yesterday? I could've sworn the same thing happened just the other day Put on the spot Now what am I gonna say? If I tell them who you are will they think that I'm insane? Do I really care? Well, yes and no, maybe so Because if they don't think you're real, how will they ever know? So I won't stop 'Cause even if they laugh at me, that doesn't change a thing about what I believe What I believe. . .
He was amazed. This was a boy band? What ever happened to shallow lyrics? He glanced sideways at Rahne. "Just listen!" was her only response.
I don't care what it takes! I don't care who it shakes! I don't care what they say, I'm gonna do it your way Even if I'm afraid Don't wanna make you look fake I don't care about anything it's not about me!
Kurt really didn't know what to think. This was amazing. A boy band, of all things, had just made an impact on his life.
"Me lips are sealed if ye feel like burnin' yeself a copy."
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Kurt sat on his bed staring at the CD. Obvious. What a great title for a CD. He'd listened to the entire thing twice, and every song seemed to tell him something about his life. Camouflage. He'd been hiding who he really was for way too long. I don't care. Oh, he wished he didn't. Could there ever be a point in his life when he didn't?
Start to Fly.
He smiled and remembered Forward Motion. Maybe he could finish off his demons after all. ~~~~~~~ Sorry I kinda left you hanging there. You'll just have to wait until Monday to read the next chapter. About Plus One: I'm a huge +1 fan. I could go on for pages about how great they are, but Kurt, being a guy, obviously isn't going to be fangirlishly obsessed with boybands. So I hope this doesn't totally take his character out of context.
Reviews! You have no idea how much they help everyone's forward motion!
Thanks to my faithful posse of reviewers. You guys are a God-given source of inspiration and hope. You have no idea how much you've helped me with my personal demons.
After all, we ALL struggle with forward motion.
~~~~~~~~~~ Watashi-no Youkai
Kurt was feeling better a week later. After his little tiff with Duncan, and Rogue's intervention, he felt better. A lot better. Maybe it had something to do with standing up for himself . . . or maybe it was God. After all, a little prayer never hurt anyone.
At this point in time, he didn't really feel like being confined to his room. If it was any other day, he would've gone down to the video arcade and played a few dollars worth of Dance Dance Revolution, but he just . . . didn't feel like it.
Since his lungs felt better, he decided to try random bamfing. That always made him feel better.
*Bamf!* He was in the kitchen. Seeing that Kitty was busy making muffins, he decided that staying in there was not a good idea.
*Bamf!*He nearly scared the crap out of Professor X and Logan in the Cerebro Control Room.
*Bamf* A scream and a sound beating definitely determined that bathrooms with girls in them were a BAD idea.
*Bamf!* Hmmm . . . the girls dorm. Maybe I can talk to Rogue or Jean, he thought. He began strolling towards their rooms at the end of the hallway.
In passing Rahne's room, he stopped and gave a mental groan. If there was anyone who had the weirdest taste in music, it was Rahne. Out of all the people he knew, she was the only one who would willingly admit to liking boy bands. And right now, sappy love songs and repetitive beats were blasting from behind her door.
He shrugged and started to head down the hall when her door burst open. "Aye, Kurt! I was meanin' to catch ye! Rogue said ye were feelin' a bit down in the dumps about yer faith. I know ye aren't the type o' lad to listen to boy bands, but I think this one song may help." Before Kurt could protest, the lycanthrope grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.
"Now this band is called Plus One," the Scottish lass lilted. "They be a Christian band, like that Relient K you listen to." She popped a gray CD into the stereo and pushed track 6. Kurt had to admit, he was surprised. This was unlike any boy band he'd ever heard before.
Could it be yesterday? I could've sworn the same thing happened just the other day Put on the spot Now what am I gonna say? If I tell them who you are will they think that I'm insane? Do I really care? Well, yes and no, maybe so Because if they don't think you're real, how will they ever know? So I won't stop 'Cause even if they laugh at me, that doesn't change a thing about what I believe What I believe. . .
He was amazed. This was a boy band? What ever happened to shallow lyrics? He glanced sideways at Rahne. "Just listen!" was her only response.
I don't care what it takes! I don't care who it shakes! I don't care what they say, I'm gonna do it your way Even if I'm afraid Don't wanna make you look fake I don't care about anything it's not about me!
Kurt really didn't know what to think. This was amazing. A boy band, of all things, had just made an impact on his life.
"Me lips are sealed if ye feel like burnin' yeself a copy."
~~~~~~~~
Kurt sat on his bed staring at the CD. Obvious. What a great title for a CD. He'd listened to the entire thing twice, and every song seemed to tell him something about his life. Camouflage. He'd been hiding who he really was for way too long. I don't care. Oh, he wished he didn't. Could there ever be a point in his life when he didn't?
Start to Fly.
He smiled and remembered Forward Motion. Maybe he could finish off his demons after all. ~~~~~~~ Sorry I kinda left you hanging there. You'll just have to wait until Monday to read the next chapter. About Plus One: I'm a huge +1 fan. I could go on for pages about how great they are, but Kurt, being a guy, obviously isn't going to be fangirlishly obsessed with boybands. So I hope this doesn't totally take his character out of context.
Reviews! You have no idea how much they help everyone's forward motion!