Chapter 19: How Do We Get Ourselves Into These Things?

When Alara awoke at about 8 that night, she awoke to find that Kurt had crawled into her bed and he lay up against her, his arm wrapped around her waist. She smiled as his slow breathing caused the hair on the back of her neck to brush against her neck. She lifted his arm gently as she flipped over to face him. His yellow eyes opened slowly as she put his arm back down on her waist and snuggled up against his chest. He blinked, trying to remember where he was. The memories came back quickly and his heart thumped rapidly as he realized how close he was to Alara.

Logan's gonna kill me, Kurt thought.

Alara put her forehead on Kurt's chest and snuggled closer to his body heat. Her arms were cold and Kurt slid his arm underneath her waist. He hugged her close to him, feeling her heart beating against his chest. He smiled.

This is vhat I've alvays dreamed of, Kurt thought. Somevon who liked me for who I am.

Suddenly, Kurt sensed the many eyes drilling into the back of his head. He turned his head to see out of the corner of his eye about three people sitting on the bed behind them. He turned back to find Alara sleeping peacefully. Someone behind him growled, "This doesn't look too good from my position, Fuzzy. I'd like to know what you are, or were, thinking."

Kurt winced.

"Be qviet Logan. You'll vake her up!" Kurt hissed.

"I'd like to speak to Alara after she wakes up if you don't mind, Kurt."

Kurt gulped.

"Yes Professor Xavier."

"And I need to talk to her too."

Kurt's heart almost stopped.

"Keety?"

"Yep. That's me."

"Scheiße," he murmured.

Kurt listened as Xavier rolled out and Logan left as well, growling, "I'll be back."

Kitty remained for some reason. She walked around to where Kurt's face was. She knelt on the ground next to the hospital bed and stared into his eyes. She looked as though she had been crying for hours.

"Vhat's wrong?" Kurt whispered to Kitty.

Kitty started to sob and Kurt's eyes got wide.

"Vait! Vait! Don't cry!" Kurt murmured and sat up. He got out of bed, stiffly and painfully, pulling a blanket over Alara. Then he walked around to where Kitty sobbed and pulled her into a hug. Tears soaked his furry, blue shoulder as she cried. She eventually sobbed out the whole story to Kurt. Kurt nodded, listening to the whole story, his hatred towards Lance growing steadily. When Kitty had finished crying, she looked up to Kurt and smiled.

"Thanks for listening. I needed to talk to someone," she said, sighing.

Kurt smiled softly and nodded.

"No problem. I vas glad to help."

Kitty smiled, sniffing, and stood up. Kurt used the bed to help himself back up as an idea popped into Kitty's head. She smiled and leaned towards Kurt.

"Kurt, how long have we been friends?"

Kurt shrugged and looked at her suspiciously.

"I don't know. Vhy?"

"Well, I was, like, wondering. Would you be willing to help me get even with Lance?"

Kurt frowned.

"As much as I despise Lance, I don't like vhere this is going."

Just then, Alara opened her sleepy eyes and woke up.

"I was wondering if you would go out with me."

Alara's eyes shot open and she tilted her head slightly to hear what they were saying better.

"I dunno Keety. I don't think that's such a good idea."

"Oh come on. Please? It'll be fun."

Alara heard Kurt sigh but said, "All right. Ve can go out."

Alara's eyes filled with tears and she slowly transformed into a black and green snake. She slithered off the edge of the bed and out of the room. Kitty grinned.

"All right. Thanks Kurt! This should make Lance so mad!"

She hugged Kurt, who winced but hugged her back. Then Kitty started to head out just as Kurt looked to the bed and exclaimed, "Hey! Vhere did Alara go?"

Kurt pulled back the blanket to find nothing but a single stem rose. Kitty and Kurt stared at it for a while until Kitty finally asked, "What does it mean?"

Kurt's heart had grown heavy at the thought of Alara being mad at him.

"I think she heard you ask me out. And I agreed."

Kitty winced.

"Sorry Kurt. I didn't mean-"

Kurt shook his head.

"That's okay. I'll talk to her tomorrow."