Author's note: First off, I'd like to thank those of you who are reviewing, I wouldn't be writing this chapter or an others if it weren't for you. Secondly, my friend and I decided to discontinue writing our other story I talked about in the first chapter. But his character Axel Fultz, who belongs to him, will make a few appearances in this story. Anywho, let's get this chapter started. I know you've all been dieing for it. Right? ...uh, shiver me timbers. 'gyar
Andy: Sorry about the last chapter, it was rushed. I wanted to post it quickly so you guys wouldn't have to wait any longer.
Fritz walked slowly down the hall, that led to Xavier's study. The professor had asked to see him a few minutes earlier. All that morning Fritz did his best to avoid both Logan and Xavier. Mystique had told him that neither of them could know what she and Fritz were planning. He trusted her but couldn't understand why all the secrecy. The humans weren't that bad, were they. After all, wasn't he once a human? Or had he been a mutant all his life. He wasn't quit sure.
Fritz stopped at the professor's door and turned the handle. He stepped in and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darker room. There was a fire going at the opposite side of the room. Fritz could see Logan standing in front of the jumping flames warming his hands.
"It's cold outside." Logan spoke up. "It's even colder, say around, one in the morning?" Logan turned around with a questionable look on his face.
"Oh shit. Was I really out that late? Just play dumb Fritz." He thought. "What do you mean?" He asked. "...Brilliant."
"Your security code was entered at the front gates at 1:13 this morning." Xavier said from behind his desk.
Fritz just now noticed the telepath in the room. "Oh, good morning professor. I didn't see you there." He tried to sound innocent. "Wait, what do I need to sound innocent for, I haven't done anything wrong..." He thought.
"Exactly. You don't have to try and sound innocent." Xavier said.
"I thought you said you don't read our minds unless you ask?" Fritz suddenly got defensive.
"I'm not reading your mind Fritz, you're projecting your thoughts." Xavier hadn't meant to make Fritz upset. He just forgot to tell him that.
"...oh. Um, ok." Fritz sat down next to the fire. "Note to self, don't project my thoughts." He looked up at Logan.
"Your not in trouble kid, we're just looking for answers." Logan moved away from the fire and stood by the large window looking out over the driveway.
"Oh, sorry. I guess I didn't get enough sleep." Fritz could feel the warmth of the fire on his back. It was getting colder outside. After all, it was already November. December would be here soon, his favorite month. He loved the snow and the cold weather. He grew up in Denver, which could get pretty cold in the winter. He had always lived in cold weather. Whenever his family moved, they always moved to another location where it was colder for more of the year than it was warm.
"Can you explain to us why you were out past 11:30?" Xavier rolled over in front of the fire.
"I wanted to practice flying in the danger room but someone was already in there, so I decided to go outside." Fritz explained/
"OK." Xavier said. "But why did you leave the grounds?"
"Oh yeah. I guess I caught an updraft and it pulled me over the wall." Fritz replied.
"And why you were out until 1:00 this morning?" Xavier new Fritz was lying but he would not read his student's minds without permission.
"Well I got kind of board and didn't feel like sleeping." Fritz sounded a little nervous.
"Fritz, we have rules for a reason. No one outside of the grounds past eleven thirty unless you tell an adult." Xavier told him.
"Sorry, I lost track of time." Fritz looked down at the ground.
"It's fine. We just like to know these things for safety measures." Xavier rolled back behind his desk. "Well, that's it then. You'd better hurry and get some breakfast before Kurt wakes up."
"Yeah, thanks." Fritz left the Professor's study and made his way to the kitchen.
"He's keeping something from us." The professor turned to Logan.
"I know, I could smell his fear," Logan hadn't moved from the window.
"Keep and eye on him," Xavier said as Logan left the room.
Fritz wandered around the mansion aimlessly. His homework was done, or at least what he thought was important enough to get done. The TV was taken, so was the danger room, and he fried his processor so gaming on his computer was out of the question.
"What's there to do in this place?" He thought as he passed by the library. He looked in and saw Kitty sitting by herself on a couch with her laptop on the table in front of her. She looked upset. Fritz took a deep breath and stepped over the threshold.
Kitty looked up at him as he walked towards her and wiped a tear from her cheek. "Hey. What's the matter?" Fritz asked softly.
She sniffed a few times and wiped a few more tears with her hand. "My grandma died last night." She sniffed again and looked back at her laptop. I just found out." She put her head in her hands and started to cry.
Fritz slowly and quietly sat next to her on the couch and put an arm around her shoulders. "I'm so sorry," he said. He didn't know what else to say but I'm sorry. He rubbed her shoulders a little bit as her body shook from her sobbing.
"I loved her so much." Kitty leaned into Fritz and took her hands away from her face, wrapping them around Fritz. She cried into his chest and hugged him tighter.
Fritz was a bit caught off guard. He hadn't expected this when he was wandering around the mansion. Not that he didn't enjoy it; he actually liked being this close to Kitty. He carefully wrapped his arms around her and let her cry it out. "Ssssh." He rubbed her back in random circles trying to calm her down. "It's going to be okay."
Her body shook again and she squeezed him harder. "No it's not! She's gone and she's not coming back." Kitty said but it was muffled by Fritz's shirt so he couldn't hear her that well. "I used to visit her over the summer. She was always so nice to me. She accepted me as a mutant more than my parents ever did."
"What can I do to make you feel better?" He asked. Fritz didn't like seeing her like this.
"Stay with me?" She released her hold on him and looked into his eyes.
"...sure." He said. She hugged him harder and buried her face in his shirt again and cried some more. "Anything for you Kitty." He whispered low enough that she didn't hear him.
Fritz opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. He looked down and saw Kitty sleeping, still hugging him. She had one leg in between his two and had the other one on the side so he had a hard time moving. He didn't want to wake her but he was starting to get a cramp in his leg.
He noticed she smelt like strawberries. Not too strong, but strong enough to smell from this far away. "She smells good."
He wanted to stay here with her for the rest of the night but he didn't like sleeping on couches. Plus his leg was really starting to bug him. He slowly slid her leg out from between his and scooted out from under her. He checked to make sure she was still asleep, cracked his neck and back, and left the library.
Fritz returned seconds later with a blanket in his hands. He draped it over her and shut down her computer. He looked around the quiet room to make sure he didn't need anything. After deciding he didn't, he turned and walked out of the library. "Fucking Lance," He thought as he walked back to his own room.
The next day came and went too slowly. Fritz wanted to meet Mystique that night but had doubts about the whole thing. School was just as boring as usual. He sat around doing nothing in History. Then he took a test on the cellular structure of plants in Biology. When he got to English, he was expected to take a test on a book he was supposed to have read. Which he didn't. He sat around doing nothing in Spanish because he could care less about learning another language. In theatre he was forced to the front of the class to act out a short scene from a play he didn't even know existed. Finally his last class came around. He got into any argument with his Calculus teacher about functions and variables. He won of coarse, like always.
So now Fritz was laying on his bed waiting for nine O'clock to roll around. He was reading a book he got from the library at school. He liked to read in his spare time. Only when no one was around though. He didn't like to read when other people were watching him. He was called down for dinner and sat quietly in his seat while everyone else chated about random crap that they'd forget in about ten minutes. I looked over at Logan who was staring at him. "God. Stop staring at me please." Logan eventually returned his attention to his meal but every now and then looked up at Fritz.
Fritz looked directly across from him at Kitty. She was laughing and joking with Rogue as if her grandma had never died. "Does Jean even know?" He wondered. "Does anyone know? Am I the only one she told?"
Kitty looked across at him and smiled. He smiled back but she didn't notice because she was in another conversation with Jean. He finally finished his steak and potatoes. After thanking Ororo for the meal, he went upstairs to his room.
It was now 8:43pm. He decided he should start to get ready. He slipped on his sandals and headed back down the hall to find Logan. The Canadian couldn't be found in the foyer or the kitchen. So Fritz went out in the garage and sure enough, the burly man had a wrench in his hand and was working on his motorcycle.
Logan looked up as Fritz shut the door. "What can I do for you kid?" He asked.
"Uh...there's this car I saw for sale down town and I was kind of wondering if you could take me down there." Fritz felt a little uncomfortable asking Logan to go with him. After all, he had been at the institute for only a week now and he was already asking people for favors.
"Down town huh?" Logan tightened a few nuts.
"Yeah. I'd drive myself, but i haven't gotten my license switched over to New York yet. Plus I don't have a car. That's kinda the reason for going down town." Fritz leaned against the wall behind him.
"Why so late?" Logan asked while putting the wrench away.
"I saw the ad in the newspaper today. I called the guy and he said someone was coming by tomorrow to look at it. So I want to beat him to it." Fritz stepped away from the wall and hoped his lie would work.
Logan put all his tools away and looked over at Fritz. "Okay kid, let's get this over with quickly."
"Awesome." Fritz said. "Thanks Logan."
"Yeah yeah." Logan pulled a helmet out of the cabinet on the wall and handed it to Fritz. "Put this on."
Fritz took the helmet from Logan. "Your bike?"
"Yeah, unless you want to take the X-Van." Logan looked at Fritz with a 'don't even think about it' look on his face.
"Oh no." Fritz said quickly. He slipped the helmet over his head and strapped it on.
Logan mounted his bike, and pushed it out of the garage. Fritz hopped on the back as the powerful engine roared to life. "Hold on bub," Logan yelled over the loud engine. Fritz held onto Logan's jacket as they sped past the front gates.
Author's note: Okay, I know not much happened in this chapter. Sorry. I promise you more will happen in the next. Anywho, I'm thinking about changing the rating to R. If you have a problem with that, please tell me so I can try something else. I don't want to take any chances in later chapter so I should change the rating now, unless someone says otherwise. Thanks for reading. I'll try to get the next chapter up in a few days. Please leave a review.