Chapter 3: I Know

Disclaimer: Uh, no.

A/N: I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! I survived the first day of school (I got lost three times looking for my locker :D) so in celebration, I'm posting this. Kurt finally gets a bit of a break.

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And so, that was how Kurt came to be sprawled on his bed, glaring at the remains of a photo that lay in ruins across the room.

There was a soft knock on the door and Kurt sighed, he should've known he wouldn't be left in peace long.

"Kurt? Can I come in?"

Katzchen, sweet innocent little Katzchen, she was his best friend, but at that point, the last person he wanted to see for some reason he couldn't name, but then again, he didn't want to see anyone at all.

"No Keety, I'd prefer to be let alone right now."

In the hall Kitty's eyes widened, Kurt never turned her, or anyone away, it just wasn't done or heard of.

"Kurt, please? I wanna talk." Her voice grew softer, but she knew his hearing was good enough to rival Logan's; maybe surpass it even.

"Keety, I'm not really up to talking." His voice had a sad lit to it that made Kitty frown unhappily.

She was about to turn around and leave him when she remembered something, he'd never left her alone when she really needed someone, even if she screamed at him, once she'd even thrown a book at him, but he'd just dodged and ended up on her bed beside her. And before she knew it, he'd been hugging her so tight she never wanted him to let go.

So she wasn't about to leave him either.

She phased through the door and quickly took in the scene before her eyes. Kurt was lying on his bed, his tail lashing from side to side angrily, despite his tone when he'd spoken to her, he was obviously more angry than sad.

She walked forward when she stepped on something that crunched under her foot.

Looking down she saw the picture frame and shattered glass, she wasn't called a genius for nothing and could figure out from the torn pieces of paper what the picture had once been.

Her heart became cracked as she stared at the remains of her friend's happiness. It really wasn't fair to him. She'd heard everything about Amanda's…likes and only wished there could've been a way for Kurt to come out unscathed.

"Fuzzy?" Kurt's tail jerked and she resisted the urge to step back, she'd never really seen her best friend angry before and to be honest, she didn't want to.

There was a long pause before Kurt spoke, after having taken a deep, calming breath, she hadn't done anything, and didn't deserve to have him snap at her for no reason, "Keety…please leave. Vhatever it is you need to talk to me about…can it vait til later?"

Kitty walked over and sat on the bed near his head, which was actually at the bottom of the bed.

She looked at him for a moment and Kurt wished she would just get on with it, he wasn't up for comforting anyone at the moment, he could barely make himself feel better.

"I know." She said the words so softly, but they made Kurt tense up dramatically.

His eyes snapped open and he stared at her, "Vas?"

She took a quick breath, not breaking eye contact no matter how unnerving it was, "I know."

He shook his head and rolled onto his side, putting his back to her, "Zen you know vhy I vant to be alone."

His words had some bite to them, but Kitty pressed forward, he could dodge her books, she could dodge his attitude.

"It's not good to keep it bottled up Kurt."

He growled a little, "And I'm not interested into going into a therapy session but thanks!" he said sarcastically.

Kitty couldn't stop herself from wincing, she had to admit, she really didn't expect this sort of behaviour from the German boy, it just wasn't like him.

She couldn't blame Kurt though, Amanda on the other hand…

~Amanda will not die; it's too swift a punishment! She shall know the wrath of the X Men for hurting our Fuzzy Elf! ~ To say she was pissed was an understatement.

"Okay Kurt, I understand." Her voice was still loving, compassionate.

She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, "Just know I'm here for you if you need me, 'kay?"

He turned his head slightly to look at her, but didn't reply and just turned back to the balcony doors.

Shadowcat sighed and stood, but squeezed his shoulder gently. She didn't stroke him, or do anything that hinted at the fact that he had fur, she treated him like what he was: a teenage boy who was stuck in the aftermath of a bad break up and a broken heart. Leaning over she kissed his cheek.

"I'm here for you." She whispered one last time before leaving the room.

She also left behind a slightly lighter feeling Nightcrawler.

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A/N: And the story begins to lighten. Next chapter: Amanda gets hers! (I don't want ANY reviews saying I'm being unfair to her, I don't like Amanda and there's nothing you can do about that. If you have a problem, go read someone else's story!)