Nightcrawler
He stood in the hallway, his hand slowly moving up to his arm where she touched him. He gave himself a small smile as he watched her vanish into the Professor's office. He then sighed and slowly turned away. Taking a step forward he teleported, and then reappeared in the study, a tower of books surrounded him. He lifted his head up to the ceiling of the study, closed his eyes, inhaled and then slowly exhaled while lowering his head. Opening his eyes, he leaned against the back of a cushioned chair and inhaled before once again releasing it into a sigh.
He could feel his chest tightening as he replayed the moment that had just past. He could feel his heart beating fast as he imagined her gentle, soft, and warm touch on his arm. He lifted his hand to the place her palm had rested. He gripped it firmly between his fingers and then pulled into himself. His gaze fell tightly shut. He was a fool to think someone as beautiful as she could love or want someone as freakish as he. He clinched his fangs together, and silently growled to himself.
"You fool…" he spoke in German, his angry voice echoing within the silence of the study room.
"Fool…" He hissed, slowly opening his eyes to gaze down at his feet, his strange nonhuman feet.
He sighed as he placed his hands behind him on the chair and leaned slightly forward. His dark indigo hair hanged across his face in light wavy curls. He gazed down at the floor, his eyes staring intently at the wooden patterns of the study floor. He closed his eyes again and clenched his teeth tightly shut.
"Kurt?" A soft voice asked, "Is everything alright?"
Kurt startled forward, his body pushed away from the cushion chair. "Kitty?"
The brunette smiled as she walked forward and passed through a table to get to where Kurt stood. She kept her smile plastered on her lips. A warm, friendly smile.
"You look horrible, is everything alright?" She asked coming to stand before him, her hands resting playfully behind her back.
Kurt sighed, and Kitty leaned closer to her friend.
She cocked her head up toward him and studied him.
Kurt blinked, and then stepped back. His backside hitting the chair he had been leaning against.
"I've only seen you look like that once before," She begun taking another step closer toward the teleporter. She backed Kurt up against the chair, "You had that same look when…" She startled, "You're in love!"
"Vhat?"
"Oh my god Kurt, who, who is she?"
"I-I don't know vhat you mean…"
"Oh, come on." She huffed, "I know that look, so who is she?"
"No one Kitty…"
"Liar."
Kurt fell silent, and he sighed again pressing his hands against the back of the chair. He lowered his head, "it doesn't matter Kitty…"
"What! Why do you say that?" She asked shocked.
"Two months…" Kurt mumbled, "Is not enough time for someone to form proper feelings…"
"Two months?" Kitty mimicked, she looked at Kurt in bewilderment. "Two months? Who do we know whose…" She blinked, "You like Deirdre?" She asked, not allowing Kurt to answer her obvious question. "Did you tell her yet? Are you? What do you think she'll say, I've seen the way she looks at you…" She trailed on.
Kurt sighed and gently smiled at his friend, "I vouldn't put her through that, Kitty…"
"Through what?" Kitty asked.
"Being vith me, this…"
"Really Kurt?" Kitty interrupted, "don't start playing that pity party with me, mister."
"Look at me Kitty!" He exclaimed holding up his three-digit hands, "I'm a freak!"
Kitty sighed, "No you're not…"
"How can you say that?" He asked stubbornly, "I'm blue and furry. I'm a demon…"
Kitty sighed and Kurt continued, "She vould never be interested in me…no one vould."
"You're ex loved you," Kitty protested.
"Jimaine vas different…"
"How? I don't see anything different between the two, well I do, but…" Kitty sighed and rubbed her temples in frustration.
"Jimaine I knew since I vas young, she accepted me for who I vas…"
"And you don't think Deirdre would?" Kitty sighed. She had the greatest urge to hit him. "I may not know her well, but I've seen how she is around you. How she gazes longingly over to you. I'm surprised you haven't noticed." The phaser sighed, "I'm surprised it took her this long to finally talk to you."
Kurt smiles lightly, a small laugh chasing after his words. "Actually I made the first move," Kurt interrupted. "Vell, I vouldn't call it the first move, but I vent to speak to her…today actually."
Kitty looked at her friend, a sly smirk played across her lips. "That commotion I heard about?" Kitty asked curiously.
Kurt nodded, "Ve ended up training…not vhat I had planed, but…" He blushed.
Kitty smirked, "I heard she pinned you." She leaned forward, "how long was she on top?"
Kurt blushed, "not long…"
Kitty laughed, "Kurt, just admit you have a crush on her." She crossed her arms in front of her. "Stop being so priest like, it didn't work out when you tried to become one." She smiled and reached a hand out to touch his shoulder, "Live a little, jump out there and take a chance. You never know, you may be surprised Kurt on what you'll find."
Kurt smiled, "You're a good friend Kitty."
"I try to be," She replied smiling.
XXX
Kurt sighed as he paced beneath the stairwell, his hands fidgeting with each other. He halted just beneath the chandelier hanging above the center of the room. He gazed up at the glowing lights above his head and smiled gently. His tail swung behind him as he looked back in front of him and turned once more to head in another direction. He paced the front room for a few more minuets before teleporting to another room he had memorized. He sighed when he found the section of the mansion empty except for a few younger students of the institute. He teleported again, this time he ended up outside beside the bench he had found Deirdre and Gambit sitting at.
Kurt sighed and placed himself on the cool stone bench. He placed his elbows on his knees, and his chin between his palms. He gazed hopelessly out at the world, and sighed.
"Having trouble finding someone, elf?" A husky voice asked.
Kurt eyed the wild looking man who walked toward him.
"I may," He said with a smirk, he then smiled. "How are you Logan?"
"I'm fine," Logan sat beside Kurt. "You?"
Kurt chuckled, "I could be better."
The two fell silent until Logan shifted uncomfortable on the bench and spoke, "This place hasn't changed much has it?"
"No," Kurt replied. "But more of our kind keep coming."
Logan smirked, "I heard the Professor had to build an expansion not to long ago."
"That he did."
Silence again.
"Listen here," wolverine exclaimed after the awkward silence went on for to long. He stood up and turned to gaze down at Kurt. "I was asked by Rogue to hand you this." Logan reached into his jean pocket and pulled out a small slip of paper. The man sighed, "I would only do this for that girl, so you better follow these demands."
Kurt blinked up at the folded slip of paper in Logan's fingers, and then hesitantly reached up and took the slip of white paper from Wolverines fingers. Holding the thin paper between his own fingers, he slowly peeled opened the slip and peered down at the nicely printed words written in pencil.
Kurt… The note read. I know this seems a little childish, but every time I go to talk to you, you are always vanishing into a cloud of smoke. So, I gave this to Rogue who'll give it to Logan… He could almost feel the distaste in her voice as he read Wolverine's name on the paper. Hopefully this bloody thing will find you. I want to hang out with you again, tonight…
Kurt blinked down at the words, and reread the line almost twenty times. A small smile began to creep across his face.
Meet me by the fountain, ~Deirdre. The note ended.
Kurt glanced up at Logan with a big grin, "Thank you Logan." He said standing up, "I vould hug you, but I have this feeling I vould get hit."
Logan chuckled, "Go on elf." He said pointing behind his back to the fountain in the distance.
Kurt smiled and then vanished in a puff of smoke.
