Chapter 4 - and Discoveries

Monday came all too soon for the young students at the Xavier Institute, and with that came school.
"Zis sucks! I spent most of my weekend sleeping and I still feel exhausted." Kurt declared to no one in particular as he entered the dining room and made his way to an empty seat at the table.
"Yeah well, welcome tah the lives of the X-men. We can't enjoy anythang normal." Rogue responded as she watched Kurt make a rather large plate of pancakes.
"I'm sorry that your guy's relaxing weekend didn't end up being as much." Jean spoke up from the opposite end of the large table. "But at least you're almost done with school."
"Yah know, you say that like it's a good thang." Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Well, isn't prom this weekend? That should be fun." Jean added trying to cheer Rogue up, oblivious to the look Kurt was giving her that read, 'don't go there.'
"Oh yeah, maybe if ah had been asked by somebody." Rogue pushed her plate aside, stood up and left the dining room.
"You know, for a telepath, you're ..." Kurt stopped when he saw Jean's glare and decided to let it go.
"Whaoh! What's up with Rogue?" Asked Evan as he joined the group for breakfast.
"I should know better than to try and make conversation with her this early in the morning." Jean said, rubbing her temples.
Soon the other students were all making their way down to breakfast. Bobby took a seat beside Kurt who was on his third plate of pancakes.
"Still hungary from yesterday, huh?" Bobby asked, eyeing his friend devouring his food.
"Ja. I feel like I haven't eaten in weeks." Kurt answered between bites.
"That's apparent." Bobby shook his head as he started piling food onto his own plate.
"How's Kitty feeling?" Asked Scott just joining the conversation. "Actually, where is she?"
Kurt glanced around the room.
"You know, I haven't seen her all morning." Commented Jean.
"I should probably go make sure that she's up. If she feels half as vorn out as I still do, I'm sure she did not vant to get out of bed zhis morning." Kurt stood up, shoving the last of his pancakes in his mouth and ported up to the hallway, just outside Kitty's door.
"Phew." Kurt stoppped a second to catch his breath. "I guess I'm still not back to full strength." He said quietly to himself before knocking on Kitty's door.
"Keety are you decent?"
After no response Kurt slowly opened the door and stepped into Rogue and Kitty's room. Glancing around he smiled to himself. He had always enjoyed the drastic difference between the two roommate's sides of the bedroom. Rogue's gothic posters and black comforter as opposed to Kitty's which was covered in pink butterflies. As he studied the bedspread, he was somewhat surprised to notice it shift from Kitty's movement below it.
"Keety? You'd better get up, or you'll be late for school."
She didn't really respond, but seemed to be at an unease, stirring a bit and murmuring something softly.
"Keety." Kurt came right to her bedside and went to gently shake her shoulder to rouse her, but instead his hand phased through her intangible body and he quickly pulled it back.
Kitty gasped and her eyes darted open wide in panic. Her body was still intangible and she was sinking, like quicksand, into her matress and blankets. This only seemed to heighten the young girl's panic and she began thrashing about, all the while sinking more and more until just her face and arms were visible.
"Keety!" Kurt reached out, but realizing that he couldn't grab her was unsure of what he should do. "Keety you're awake, it's okay."
"Kurt?!" her voice was scared and shakey. "Kurt, I can't. I can't make myself solid." She was throughly freaking out. He could see tears streaming down her cheeks. She was frantically reaching for him, but always passing through his grip.
"Keety, you need to calm down." He spoke sternly and she stopped moving, her gaze was fixed on him. "Concentrate, you can do it. Just concentrate on me." his voice became soft and assuring.
Her shallow breathes seemed to steady and she closed her eyes for a moment to gain her composure before she looked up at Kurt and grasped his hand. Once Kurt had a hold of her, he helped pull her out from the bed. As she emerged, once again solid, she slumped down to the ground her grip still tight on him.
"Are you alright." He asked softly as he knelt beside her and wrapped his arms around her in a protective hug. Her body shook as she continued to cry into his shoulder. His hand gently rubbing her back in a slow soothing manner.
"Keety what happened?" he asked quietly.
"I couldn't do it, I couldn't make myself solid, I thought I would never stop falling." She whispered her answer, somewhat muffled in his shirt.
"Let's talk to the Professor. He'll know what to do." Kurt stated.
"No. It's nothing." Kitty pushed away from Kurt looking up at him.
"It didn't look like 'nothing'." Kurt argued, looking worried.
"Really, I'm okay. I'm just tired and I was having a bad dream that's all." Kitty looked at Kurt who seemed to not be buying her story.
"Please Kurt it's nothing." She pleaded.
"Okay." He said softly, a little unsure of his decision.
"Thanks." She said her mood perking up. "Gimme fifteen minutes to change, okay?" She stood up gesturing to her pink pajama pants and white T- shirt.
Kurt couldn't help but smile at her. "Yeah, okay. I vill be downtairs."

End Chapter 4 Author's Notes: Sorry, that was a little short, but it was a good place to break. Otherwise the next chapter would have been too long. Again, thanks to all that have been reading. Don't forget to review, let me know what you thought!

Nightcrawler03 - You know, I'm a bit embarassed to say, but I don't think I know exactly what Kätzchen means. I know it's pretty close to the German word for cat, and Nightcrawler has ALWAYS called her that, so I know it's his nickname for her and I just assume it means something close to cat or Kitty. :o)