Author's Note: Hope you liked the battle scene thing. Gambit is cool, and I felt like jut putting him in. =) My bus monitor is in love with him… She's 21… Hope you like this chapter too. It's funny. Kinda hard to get into it, so just read. READ LIKE YOU LIFE DEPENDED ON IT!!!
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah… You know the deal…
Bladewing
Chapter Six: Holo-Fight
Tara was up early in the morning, before the sun had even risen. She always did wake up early. Changing into some normal clothing, careful of her bandaged wing, she slipped on a t-shirt, pants, and a sweat shirt, again she ripped the clothing, but it didn't bother her. She opened the large windows of her room. They were actually doors, leading to a balcony. One of the features some rooms had.
Standing barefoot in the cool air of the morning, Tara looked over at the city. She leaned on the balcony in frustration, stuck to the mansion. It was a Sunday, and although there was no training today, she only had the little meeting with Kurt later on. Another fortunate thing for her was that she would get to leave to buy the paint.
Someone's bound to have to go with me though. Probably the Professor, or Mr. McCoy, or Wolverine or Ororo. Either way, I get to get out of the mansion for a while…
As the sun rose, it set oranges, reds, yellows, pinks, and purples over the morning sky. Tara stretched her wings a little bit, to exercise them a bit, especially the hurt one. It had stopped bleeding long before she had slept, but the spot was still stained with the dried blood.
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It was about nine o'clock now, and the mansion was still dim, everyone still asleep. Jean, Kitty, Jubilee, Kurt, and some others were up. Most of the X-Men boys slept in, like any other growing kid.
Tara said hi to everyone when she entered. Everyone, still a bit groggy, either grunted, waved, or lazily said hi.
Tara just had some cereal that was already on the table, not in the mood to get out all these things to eat a huge breakfast. She sat next to Kurt, who said hi as if it were the middle of the day, merrily.
"Oh, vhen you meet me in my room, bring your holo-vatch," Kurt already had his on his wrist. It wasn't activated, but he just liked wearing it.
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At ten, Tara went up to Kurt's room. She didn't know why he wanted her to be there, but it didn't bother her much.
"Kurt?" she said, opening the door. She was surprised at what she saw. It wasn't Kurt. Instead, she was staring at herself. But not in a mirror.
"Hey, vhat do you think?" the Tara copy said, twirling about. Tara smirked, realizing the trick.
"Kurt. How'd you do that? Can my watch do that?" she said, walking over to him, who had then de-set the hologram.
"Yeah. Here, I'll help. Just turn this knob, and it'll change your appearance," Kurt showed her.
"Cool!!! So, you mean… like this?" she quickly turned the knob and immediately the hologram changed. Tara now appeared to be Kurt, in his normal, blue form.
"Hey!! No fair!"
"You did me. Now I'm doing you," she said, still sounding like herself though. "This is just too cool," she was walking around on Kurt's animalistic feet. He had a big smirk on.
"That's it. Ve're having a holo-vight. Right here, right now," he changed his appearance to look like Wolverine. The bigger fangs shined.
"Fine with me. Let's do this," Tara turned into Sabortooth, black eyes gleaming. She jumped at Kurt, who just dodged by teleporting. They looked like the people, and had the visual mutations of mutants, but they don't have the full powers.
A roar was heard through the mansion. Almost everyone wasn't around though, everyone enjoying the ability to go outside. The Professor and Wolverine were there though, but down in the Danger Room, unable to hear anything in the upper mansion.
Sabortooth tackled Wolverine, pinning him to the floor with a loud thud. He teleported, taking her along with him. They reappeared at the top of the room, Wolverine on top now.
As they fell, she turned off her hologram and flapped her wings, hovering in the air smiling with her tongue sticking out at Wolverine as he fell. Changing back to his normal self, Kurt landed on one hand, and then pushed off, landing on the wall as Toad, changing his hologram in the process.
"Nice," Tara complemented.
"Thank you. Not to nice for you," Kurt said, sticking out the unique tongue Toad had. She dodged it and turned into Juggernaut, the huge hand easily picking Toad up. He squirmed to get out, and turned back into Wolverine. Threatening her with the adamantium claws, she let him go, him falling to the ground.
Tara turned from Juggernaut to Magneto, and raised her hand, as Magneto would do. Nothing happened, but since the two of them were fooling around, Kurt played along.
"Ooooooooh noooooo. Help me. The metal in me is going to explode out of me. Stop it Magneto!" Kurt said in a cheap imitation of Wolverine. They both started cracking up, and were rolling around on the ground after only a couple of moments.
About five minutes later, they had calmed down, their eyes still tearing from laughing so hard.
"Oooh! Oooh! Let me do one!" Tara said flailing her arms around. She played with her holo-watch for a bit, and when she was done, it switched her appearance.
Sitting before was an overly muscular Scott. Kurt started cracking up, feet kicking in the air, tail wagging about madly.
"Look at me!" Tara said, cheaply imitating Scott's voice, "I'm Scott. The big, special X-Men leader. Oh Jean! I love you soooooo much!! Why am I such a wussy, not asking you out and letting Duncan step all over me?" The two of them started cracking up again.
"Vait! Vait! I know!" Kurt fiddled with his watch and he looked like Jean, but more cartoony feministic. "Oh Scott, it's because you have to hide your true self or else you'll be expelled for being a mutant. Oh Scott, I love you too, but Duncan is just so much bigger and stronger and less sensitive," Kurt, looking like Jean, battered his eyelashes.
Not realizing they hadn't closed the door, the real Scott walked by. He didn't notice anything, but back tracked to look in at a cartoony version of himself and Jean looking at him. Kurt and Tara were surprised that anyone was still in the mansion and were staring at him. He looked for a little while longer, than continued walking on .
"Maybe I'm seeing things…" he mumbled to himself.
Kurt and Tara, still as the cartoony X-Men friends, started to immediately tearing up laughing.
"Did you see the look on his vace? Kurt said rolling around.
"He looked as if he had just seen some ghosts!! Wholly shit that was funny!"
"Iv he believed that, I'll just started laughing like this vhen ve see him. Vholly shit that vas vunny!!!!"
"I know! I know… Tonight I'll go up to him and go 'So, Scott, see anything strange lately?'" Tara replied. They were both crying hysterically from laughter at this point. Finally after about ten minutes, they stopped, eyes red from crying. By then they had changed back to looking normal.
Tara got up and sat on Kurt's bed. She was too tired from all the hysteria to sit for long, and fell back, lying on her back on his bed. He sat on the edge of the bed next to her, and was looking at her. She had her eyes closed, breathing slightly heavily. She opened her eyes and realized he was staring at her.
"What? Is something wrong? Is something on me?" she sat up and looked herself over, dusting off front of her shirt and pants.
"No, no, nothing's wrong. There's nothing on you. You're pervect," Kurt said, blushing a bit.
Tara was blushing a little too, but trying to hide it. "I am?" she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror in his room, and found herself blushing like crazy. Then when she looked back at him, he wasn't blushing a little, but a lot as well. They were just sitting there, staring at one another.
Suddenly Kurt leaned in and kissed her on the lips, then teleported away. Tara sat there, stunned. She put her hand to her lips, still surprised by the kiss. Not knowing if that's what she had wanted or not, Tara smiled, yes.
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"Professor, have you seen Kurt?" Tara asked, walking into his office. He was looking over papers, sorting them.
"No, I haven't seen him since breakfast. I would think you two were going to do something together, since you are two aren't allowed to leave the mansion."
"Yeah, I was gonna ask him if he wanted to do something, like play video games or something, but I can't find him. I'll keep looking."
"Hey, Tara, would you like to buy the paint today?" Xavier asked.
"Sorry, I gotta change some stuff on the picture. I'll tell you when
I'm done. K?"
"Alright," the Professor
responded. Tara started walking out. She was still
blushing a little, and the Professor noticed. She looked back at him,
questioning him, then gave an unhappy look.
Leave! This is MY head and my thoughts…
"Got it Professor?" she asked, smirking a bit. Charles gave a friendly smile.
"Don't go peering in my thoughts. They're mine," Tara said, turning back and leaving.
The nerve…
The Professor chuckled and continued sorting through his papers.
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For the next couple of days, Tara changed her room drawing, got the paint, searched for Kurt, and whenever she found him, like at breakfast or in the hallway, he would become wide-eyed and would teleport before Tara had a chance to talk to him.
At night it was hard for her to sleep, and would often lean on the railing of the balcony leading from her room, staring at the moon, if it was visible, and the city. She was just as perky and energetic as normal, if not more, during the day, although that's not how she always felt. She had the paint, but had not started painting the picture. It remained unfinished, or even started being painted, days after the paint was bought.
Finally, one night, while walking to her room, she stumbled upon Kurt, door open, sitting on his bead, twirling in his fingers, a black feather. It shined in the light of the room. It was one of Tara's feathers.
"Hey," Tara said, standing in the doorway, for once, not blushing. Kurt looked at her surprised.
Still nervous, his voice was weak, "Hey Tara. Uh, sorry about vhat happened, vell, you know, that day. I-I-I don't know vhat came over me. I-"
"It's ok Kurt. Everything is fine. I've wanted to talk to you about it, and well, just more stuff, like getting together, like at the movies and, stuff, but you teleported away whenever you saw me."
"I know, and it vas stupid. I vas just so nervous about talking to you, and so avraid of being, vell," he sighed, and blushed a bit, "rejected."
She blushed a bit, smiled, and sat down next to him, "Never. You're the first guy who's made me laugh like this, and just is able to make everything fun. When I lived back in Rhode Island, no one treated me like this, and I was lonely."
"So, does this mean you'll go out vith me?" Kurt asked, shyness in his eyes, yet pleading.
"Sure," Tara took his hand in hers, and leaned on his shoulder. They both smiled. Tara sighed, but with joy in it, "Well, I have to go to bed, good night Kurt," she kissed him lightly before she left, and swiftly walked out the door, down the hall, and into her room.
Kurt sat on his bed still, frozen with love. A large, somewhat goofy smile was spread over his face, and he too sighed with joy.
The two of them fell asleep, both of them happy as they ever were. Tara did not stand outside, looking over the city and moon that night, but instead had a dream filled sleep, mostly of Kurt.
Author's Note: Ok, a bit mushy gushy, but this is my FIRST ever love/kissing scene I've written, and I liked it. If you didn't, well, then you can just go do something else to make you un-unhappy. Deal with it. Also, I hope you enjoyed the 'cartoony Jean and Scott' thing. I chose Scott cuz he seemed to be the most strangely effected by seeing him and a cartoony version of his 'love' the most of all the X-Men. A little shorter (only a couple hundred words) than previous chapters, but this chapter was a tricky one to write.