Summary: Mystique is 'forced' to live in the mansion. Will she win the hearts of the X- men, including Kurt and Rogue?

Author's Notes: Forgive me if I get anything wrong, for I only watched X-men: Evolution halfway due to lack of time. Please please please I beg you if I wrote anything wrong correct me. This is set right after the last episode.

Unforgiven, Unforgotten

By: Nakamura Michiyo

Chapter 1: Guilt Trip

Kurt woke up with a heavy feeling in his heart, getting up slowly. He brushed his teeth and took a shower, grudgingly walking down the staircase to the dining table.

"Hey Kurt, why the long face so early in the morning?" Jean asked, picking up a piece of toast.

"You're not the only one" Kitty remarked. "Rogue's been at it too."

Kurt sat beside Rogue, grumbling.

"Welcome to the club" Rogue said, putting a piece of bacon in her mouth.

"Hmm, conscience bothering you?" the professor inquired.

"What for?" Kurt mumbled. "There's nothing to be guilty about."

"I bet it has something to do with a certain woman whom you didn't forgive yesterday" Logan said.

"Shut up" Rogue snapped.

Logan raised his eyebrows. "Touchy, touchy."

"Just leave us alone, will you?" Kurt said, grabbing his backpack. "I'm going to school."

"I'm going with you" Rogue said, following him.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Ororo said, stopping them.

"What? It's Monday morning, and we're going to school" Kurt said, heading for the door.

"We're taking a break after saving the world, remember?" Spyke said with his mouth full.

"You're right" Rogue sighed, dropping her bag in a chair and sitting down. "So when are we going back?"

"To school?" Scott asked. "Next week."

"I'm still taking a walk anyway" Kurt said, starting to leave.

"But Kurt-" Rogue said trying to stop him.

"Leave him alone" Logan said roughly. "He needs to clear his mind. You both do. Why don't you go with him?"

Rogue looked at the door one last time, then sighed. "No thanks."

-

Kurt slowly walked on the sidewalk looking down on the ground. 'You did the right thing. She deserved it.' He tried to pull all thoughts of his mother away from his mind. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he bumped into a woman.

"I'm so sorry" Kurt apologized, picking up her purse which fell from her hand.

The woman was getting up. "Can't you watch where you're-" she caught a glimpse of him. "I mean, it's okay…oh, never mind" she said hurriedly. "I have to run now; I have to go…somewhere."

She quickly stood up, holding on to a post, trying to steady herself. She looked pale, and Kurt had a feeling that it was not only the fall that caused this.

"Are you sure you're okay? You look a little sick. Maybe you should-"

"I'm fine" she snapped. "Now if you excuse me."

She didn't go that far when she started swaying. It was too late; she was going to fall…unless…Kurt looked around. Nobody was there. He turned his image inducer off and teleported to catch the woman right before she hit the ground. He held her in his arms. She looked to be in her late twenties, she had flaming red hair, full lips and alabaster skin. He had only a moment to look at her though, before she turned into the person he least wanted to see but was the first one in his thoughts. Mystique.