A/U: I'm not going to apologize for the delay since no one is reading this anyway. :-( I know I skipa lot of timebut I hate fillers. Well, thatand I'm terrible with angst. Also a lot of the scenes in this story will be at night, as contrast to Tuck Everlsating taking place in sunny summer. Although I want you to picture Kurt as he looks in X-Men: Evolution, I want you to picture everyone else as they look in the movies. And Kurt's attitude ismore or less coming from Uncanny X-Men.Well...if you are reading, please review so I don't feel so neglected.

Also, if you get any whiff of slash content, let me know. None is intended!

"There's Orion."

"Vhere?"

"Right over your head."

"Huh?"

"No wonder you can't see it, you're staringinto space instead of at the stars,genius!"

Kurt turned around, raising his eyes to sky and turning circles around a grinning Jesse. It was two weeks after Kurt had found the youngest Tuck stumbling red-eyed through an alley ready to have his head blown off. Two weeks since Jesse had lost the love of his life. So much had happened since then...

Winnie had been the axis of Jesse's universe. All his dreams, plans,and hopes had countedon her being beside him. When his little world had collapsed on him, he'd lost sight of everything Winnie had loved him for. His carefree attitude, his passion for every new sunrise, his love of running through the rain just to get wet- all that had dissapeared when he had seen Winnie's grave.

But then, Kurt had found him. Kurt- carefree and caring,playful andplacid. Professor Xavier- mentor and teacher. Dr. Grey- gentle and clever. Mr. Summers- aloof and responsible. Ororo Munroe- kind and diligent. And gruff, cool Logan.

These people had reminded Jesse of what life- no matter how long- was about.Had accepted him into Xavier's Institute as a temporary student. Had broughtback the adventuress teenager Jesse had been.Since he'd met them, he had learned to move on. He still missed Winnie, but he charished those memories instead of dreading them.

Jesse Tuck was back.

Kurt nudged him in the shoulder, still staring upwards. "Hey, mind pointing out vhat I'm supposed to be looking at? I'm getting a stiff neck here."

Jesse grinned, putting an arm around the German boy's shoulderand pointing out the line of three stars that was Orion's belt. "And then just follow the middle star up, there's his head..."

And suddenly Kurt, who was leaning back too far,fell over backwards, dragging Jesse down with him. The two landed in a heap, Kurt on top.

"Vhoa! Sorry Andrew!"

"Git 'er elo oha i ou!"

"Huh?" the teen said, shifting position a little.

"I said," Jesse growled,"get your elbow out of my mouth!"

"Vhoops! Is it just me, or am I sensing some hostility- Oufh!"

Jesse grabbed Kurt by the collar of his jacket and dragged him down, and the two wrestledall over the lawn until Dr. Grey called for curfew and they went to their seperate rooms, covered in grass and grins.

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Meanwhile

"I don't understand Professor."

"Neither do I, Jean. I've referenced and cross-referenced that boy's blood with every type, mutant, human and even hybrids, butthat one single strand still doesn't match up."

"But if he's a mutant it could be possible..."

"No, it would still qualify as the X-factor. There is something odd about that boy. Not only is his blood anunknown type, but I checked his name on every document in existence. There is no one called Andrew Foster that is still alive."

Scott Summers shook his head. "He's dangerous, Professor. If he's lied about his identity who knows what else he's hiding."

"Scott,that boy, no matter how mysterious,means no harm. If he did I would have asked him to leave long ago."

"Can't you just probe his mind-"

"I have tapped into his surface thoughts, yes. Jean, this boy has changed, even in just these two weeks. He's learning to trust us. If we bide our time, I'm certain he'll begin to open up."

"Professor-"

"Scott, my descision is final. That boy is staying." Xavier rubbed his temples. "No matter what he turns out to be."

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Next Morning

The only evidence that it wasn't still night was the grey hue tinging the puddles in shades reminiscent of black pearls. Thunder growled like a caged animal. Rivers raced down Kurt's window, echoing the thoughtsflowingthrough his mind.

Andrew had become a closer friend in the past days than Kurt could remember since leaving the circus. They had talked, played andstudied together. Kurt had finally got Andrew to tell him why he'd been wandering around likea lost child. His girlfriend had died. He hadn't even known until he'd seen her grave. Goodness knew what had been going through his mind, Kurt reflected, after a shock like that.

That had been part of his arguement to the Professor when he'd been told that Andrew had lied to them. His reasoning had held-barely.

But what was it that Andrew was trying so hard to conceal? Why did he feel he had to lie to them...to him? What was so hard for him to reveal?

Kurt knew what he was planning was risky. But the only real way to get someone to trust you was to trust them first.

"Vell, mein freund, don't let me down now," Kurt said aloud as he walked into the hallway, ready to go through with his plan.