Author's Note : zodiacdragonHatori, my fateful reviewer. Your reviews have been my inspiration to continue my writing on this story. For this, I give you thanks and will let you in on my typing mysteries. I do not begin to type another chapter until I see your reviews. It seems that I could even set my watch by them. To everyone else, I'm proud to announce that this story has received over 550 hits! This dwarves my previous stories( none in X-men : Evolution) by over 200 hits. As you all know ( if you've read my profile page), I approach each of my stories as a role-play, keeping many mystieries and such hidden to myself. I am already sad to admit that for this story, I have set a maximum of 13 chapters. However, before you send me angry emails, I will announce that there is a possibilty of a sequel. This of course, depends on reviews, because although I greatly enjoy writing, I will not post up stories that no one wants to read. Also, seeing as I received only one suggestion, I simply flipped a coin between your first two suggestions, and here's how it worked. On with the Chapter!
Chapter 8 Confronting Aurelie
Scott took a deep breath as his hand reached forward, gently pulling out a toothpick. He released the breath when he found the toothpick was completely normal. Rogue reached her hand but then Kurt, annoyed by hunger, grabbed the very toothpick she had moved towards. His eyes widened however to see that the toothpick in his hand was indeed marked. Rogue couldn't help but smile. " Good thing You got it before me Kurt."
Kurt shook his head." No way! I'm starving! Let's re-do it!" Jean shook her head." It was completely fair Kurt. You could go ask her if she'll talk over a hotdog or something though." She suggested, feeling sympathetic towards Kurt. Kitty smiled softly." Come on Kurt, It shouldn't be ,like, too hard." Scott nods." Just go over there and turn on the 'fuzzy elf charm'. " Kurt glared." Oh, very funny!" He grumbled something else about hotdogs before he turned from the group, walking towards the dream interpretation booth. As he walked, Kitty blinked." Do you think he'll leave me his CD player if he doesn't make it?"
Kurt kept walking until he was mere inches from Aurelie. He frowned, but found his voice." Excuse me..." Aurelie turned, a bit shocked. However, in turning, she accidentally bumped into him. " I'm so sorry! forgive me!" She said quickly, her eyes showing how nervous she was before him. Kurt blinked." No, no, it was my fault." He insisted." Here, let me make it up to you..." He trailed off as his eyes searchedm then spotted a snack stand." How about some cotton candy?" Aurelie seemed to slowly think this over, her eyes quickly looking over Kurt, figuring the pros and cons of the situation." Alright.."
Slowly, Kurt lead her to the stand. She stayed a fari distance from him, which Kurt took a mental note of. About three minutes later, the two were sitting at a wooden picnic table, each with a bag of cotton candy. Kurt smiled, taking a bite before looking to her." So... that was.. a great show you did out there. You're a really good rider." Aurelie's face was emotionless, staring at the table." Thanks, just something I picked up at the school." She admits.
Kurt slowly nodded in response, watching her as she slowly took a bite of cotton candy." So... you... had your dream interpreted. Was it a good one?" Aurelie slowly looked up to Kurt, her face showing a troubled expression." He said.. my.. inner conciousness was trying to... show me my past... or my probable future." She says softly. Kurt blinked, interested." What did you see?"Aurelie looked to Kurt, fear in her eyes." It.. it is nothing." She assures him." Just images.. nothing more."
Kurt's eyes widened as she spoke this, catching a glint coming from her mouth. A fang. Fangs were never single, oh no, certainly she must have a pair of them. He gulped nervously, unsure of what to say." I... I'm Kurt Wagner, by the way." Aurelie looked to him, and nodded." Aurelie..." She says softly, a very light smile upon her face.
