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"Mein Gott!" Kurt yelled. They stared at each other for a while, and then Kurt said "I am very sorry I didn't mean to."he began to turn away when Ororo grabbed his shoulder. That way he couldn't teleport, or if he did he would take her with him, and that was a risk she was willing to take.
Kurt turned around to face her again. Ororo realized that when Kurt turned around she let go of his shoulder, so her first instinct was to touch him again. She took one of his hands. They were cold. How long has he been out here, she thought to herself. Without thinking she put the hand that she held to her face.
She felt the warmth of her face going into his freezing cold hand. Kurt stepped back. He looked like he was overwhelmed and confused.
Ororo could barely make out the words "Don't go." Before she started crying again. This time it wasn't just crying for Jean, or for Kurt. She was crying for all the times when she really needed to cry but couldn't. She was too deep in her crying to stop now. She didn't care that Kurt was standing right in front of her, she didn't care that some one could have walked up and seen her like this. She just didn't care anymore. She let out all of her tears, all of her sorrows, and all of her burdens.
Kurt stood watching Ororo, and contemplated whether to make his exit now, or to stay and try to comfort the crying weather witch. He really liked Ororo, but not the way most people do. When he looked at her he saw some one who he could admire from afar, but couldn't get close to. Being with her would make him sin, and he couldn't allow that to happen, but he also knew what she needed now more than anything was a friend. Some one she could talk to, someone who would offer a shoulder to cry on, and mostly some one who would understand.
That moment Kurt decided to take it upon himself to be that person. He approached her and wrapped his arms around her.
Ororo stood there expecting the one person she needed now the most to walk (or teleport) away, and leave her there to cry. She didn't bother to look up, because even if he were still there, she didn't want to see the look of pity he would give her. She thought of getting up, and going back to her room, but when she tried to move, she felt cold hands wrap around her. She looked up into soft yellow eyes. "Kurt?"
"Shhh.it's okay." They stood there together in the cold night for about 10 minutes. Finally when Ororo stopped crying she looked up. It felt good to have some one that would not criticize her for crying. "Thank you." Ororo said. She has wanted someone like that for the longest time, and finally now her wish had come true. I want us to be more than friends, she thought to herself. Before, Kurt's face was on Ororo's shoulder. He moved it so he could look down at her as if he sensed her question.
Without waiting for an answer Ororo took Kurt's face in her hands, and brought it down to hers. At first it started out as an innocent thank you kiss, but Ororo couldn't hold back her feelings for the foreigner.
To her surprise he kissed back just as intensely. Maybe he feels the same way about me, she thought to herself. She put her hands under Kurt's shirt and ran her hands up his back feeling each pattern of raised flesh.
Kurt pulled away and gave Ororo a doubtful look. He took two steps back. No, no, no, no, please don't go, Ororo thought.
What to do, what to do? Me+her= sin.I hate this, Kurt thought to himself. He looked at Ororo, and longed to touch her once again, but he couldn't. The words "I can't do this." Escaped his mouth as he vanished.
(Cliffhangers.I don't know why.but I love them!)
"Mein Gott!" Kurt yelled. They stared at each other for a while, and then Kurt said "I am very sorry I didn't mean to."he began to turn away when Ororo grabbed his shoulder. That way he couldn't teleport, or if he did he would take her with him, and that was a risk she was willing to take.
Kurt turned around to face her again. Ororo realized that when Kurt turned around she let go of his shoulder, so her first instinct was to touch him again. She took one of his hands. They were cold. How long has he been out here, she thought to herself. Without thinking she put the hand that she held to her face.
She felt the warmth of her face going into his freezing cold hand. Kurt stepped back. He looked like he was overwhelmed and confused.
Ororo could barely make out the words "Don't go." Before she started crying again. This time it wasn't just crying for Jean, or for Kurt. She was crying for all the times when she really needed to cry but couldn't. She was too deep in her crying to stop now. She didn't care that Kurt was standing right in front of her, she didn't care that some one could have walked up and seen her like this. She just didn't care anymore. She let out all of her tears, all of her sorrows, and all of her burdens.
Kurt stood watching Ororo, and contemplated whether to make his exit now, or to stay and try to comfort the crying weather witch. He really liked Ororo, but not the way most people do. When he looked at her he saw some one who he could admire from afar, but couldn't get close to. Being with her would make him sin, and he couldn't allow that to happen, but he also knew what she needed now more than anything was a friend. Some one she could talk to, someone who would offer a shoulder to cry on, and mostly some one who would understand.
That moment Kurt decided to take it upon himself to be that person. He approached her and wrapped his arms around her.
Ororo stood there expecting the one person she needed now the most to walk (or teleport) away, and leave her there to cry. She didn't bother to look up, because even if he were still there, she didn't want to see the look of pity he would give her. She thought of getting up, and going back to her room, but when she tried to move, she felt cold hands wrap around her. She looked up into soft yellow eyes. "Kurt?"
"Shhh.it's okay." They stood there together in the cold night for about 10 minutes. Finally when Ororo stopped crying she looked up. It felt good to have some one that would not criticize her for crying. "Thank you." Ororo said. She has wanted someone like that for the longest time, and finally now her wish had come true. I want us to be more than friends, she thought to herself. Before, Kurt's face was on Ororo's shoulder. He moved it so he could look down at her as if he sensed her question.
Without waiting for an answer Ororo took Kurt's face in her hands, and brought it down to hers. At first it started out as an innocent thank you kiss, but Ororo couldn't hold back her feelings for the foreigner.
To her surprise he kissed back just as intensely. Maybe he feels the same way about me, she thought to herself. She put her hands under Kurt's shirt and ran her hands up his back feeling each pattern of raised flesh.
Kurt pulled away and gave Ororo a doubtful look. He took two steps back. No, no, no, no, please don't go, Ororo thought.
What to do, what to do? Me+her= sin.I hate this, Kurt thought to himself. He looked at Ororo, and longed to touch her once again, but he couldn't. The words "I can't do this." Escaped his mouth as he vanished.
(Cliffhangers.I don't know why.but I love them!)