2. Of Homesickness and Pillow Fights
Disclaimer: I wish.
A/N: Sorry about the shortness of this one, but I quite like it. Hope you do.
Unless stated otherwise, these one-shots are not connected.
Kurt sighed as he stared out the window. He was in one of those poses that only he seemed to be able to get into, his knees pulled to his chest, rising above his shoulders. His tail was twined around one ankle and over all he was in a tight ball form that would have been impossible to breathe in be it anyone else.
Rain thrummed against the windows, blurring the grounds from sight. Thunder occasionally cracked the air and lightning brought his demon like form into focus occasionally.
It was in this position of watching the rain that Kitty found him a little while later.
"There you are Fuzzy." When he failed to react she sighed and dropped down across from him on the window seat.
He jumped at her sudden appearance, "Katzchen?! Vhen did you get here?" she sighed, "About five seconds ago…are you okay?" this time it was him who sighed as he turned back to the window. "Ja, just missing home a bit." She grew empathetic, of everyone at the mansion; Kurt was the farthest from home.
She watched him for a few minutes; he seemed caught up in his own thoughts which, from his expression, weren't very happy.
She looked around the room for something to cheer him up, or at least move his thoughts elsewhere. A smirk crossed her lips when she laid eyes on the perfect thing.
"Hey!" Kurt brought a hand to his head where Kitty had hit him with a pillow. He looked up at his best friend with a startled expression but could say no more as she hit him again.
"Keety!" she continued to hit him with the pillow until he jumped off the seat in an attempt to escape her.
She gave chase as they circled the room several times, Kitty finding even more pillows to rain on him.
"That's it!" he grabbed a pillow in ether hand and one in his tail. "You're going down!" he shouted and started beating her with the pillows. She laughed and the roles were switched, now it was her running and Kurt chasing.
Kurt felt his dark mood lifting as he chased the brunette girl, his laughter mingling with hers.
Eventually they both collapsed from exhaustion among the large pile of pillows, and seat cushions that they'd been throwing at each other.
Kitty giggled, pushing her hair, which had come undone from its ponytail in the 'battle', away from her face.
"Thanks Keety." Kurt mumbled, eyes closed.
She smiled even if he couldn't see it. Laughter lit her voice as she spoke, "Anytime Kurt." She ruffled his already messy hair and he smirked, she wondered why until his tail wound around her waist and he flipped so he was straddling her.
"Upper tail…I vin." He whispered huskily in her ear.
She felt a hot blush light up her cheeks and fought to keep her composure.
Kurt grinned down at her, golden eyes glittering merrily. He placed a light kiss on her forehead before standing and offering her a hand up.
It was just as they finished cleaning up their mess that Rogue ducked her head in the room. "Hey, dinner's ready." Kurt grinned, "Finally." His hand was warm around Kitty smaller one as he proceeded to drag her from the living room to the dining room.
Kitty couldn't keep the smile off her face throughout dinner, she'd successfully cheered up her best friend.
A lesson for the future though: No matter what he said about it having a mind of its own, Kurt had complete control over his tail when he wanted.
This was proven as it rested itself around her ankle.
He had a small smirk on his face, and she in return had to hold in giggles.
Pillows work wonders.