3. Of Sisters and Mothers
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A/N: It's the day for updates! So…happy June 18 I guess… Oh well, we can worry about my sanity later, let's worry about the story instead! I quite like the way this one turned out even if it is quite short…oh well, enjoy and please review!
Important Note: I love Rogue, let's make that clear, but I needed someone to be the bad guy in this situation.
Rogue stormed into the room, making Kitty jump. "What's up?" The Goth groaned, "Kurt. He won't stop with this sister thing. It's getting ridiculous." Shadowcat stood and sat at the end of Rogue's bed, "He's just trying to be a good brother." "Not you too! He is not mah brother, okay?"
Kitty put her hands on her hips, "He is, and you're hurting him by denying it." Rogue didn't reply.
Kitty huffed and stormed from the room.
The New Mutants skillfully avoided her during her storm through the halls and by the time she'd reached her best friend's room, she was just irritated.
"Hey Fuzzy, you in here?" she poked her head through the door. The room was dark and the balcony doors were open, not unusual, but the fact that the room was nearly dead silent was. "Kurt?" she walked the rest of the way through and scanned the room for her elf.
"C'mon Kurt, where are you?" when Nightcrawler failed yet again to reveal himself she set to searching the room from top to bottom.
He wasn't on the ceiling; he wasn't under the bed, so that left the balcony.
Stepping out onto the stone structure she looked around before double taking at a shadowy corner.
Kurt sat against the mansion, completely hidden, one leg drawn to his chest while the other was straight and he stared out over the Institute grounds with a sad expression.
Concerned she sat down beside him, he didn't seem to notice her presence which was strange.
"Hey Keety." Okay, so he did know she was there.
"You gonna tell me why you're sitting out here by yourself?" he sighed, his tail twitched a bit on the ground in a sad way. "I'm just a little upset is all."
"Kurt, you're the most optimistic person here, how could you be upset?"
"Rogue came and told me that this vas the day Mystique found out she was pregnant, she decided right avay that she didn't want me, she vas more worried about saving herself zan me."
Kitty gaped, "Why would she say that if she knew it would make you upset?" "Because she vanted to get rid of me." Kurt's voice was thick with unshed tears and Kitty's heart broke.
"Kurt…" he shook his head. "Eet's alright, I guess I should have known she vould't vant a brozzer, no sister does." There was forced laughter in his voice. Kitty felt anger bubble up inside her along with hurt for her Elf.
She wrapped an arm around him and pulled him to her. He let her and laid his head on her shoulder.
"That's no excuse Kurt, and you know it." He took a shaky breath, fighting tears. "I just, I don't know…" he sniffed and she hugged him tighter, stroking his indigo hair.
He buried his face in her shoulder, shaking and it was then that she noticed he was crying; silent, body wracking sobs.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay…" she whispered softly in hopes of making him feel better. Nightcrawler was sweet and honest, though he sometimes trusted blindly and got himself hurt, he was always trying to see good in everyone, and sometimes that got him hurt, but it seemed that having someone he considered family hurt him was even worse.
"Kurt, it'll be okay, really." She tried to sound sure. He hugged her tightly, shaking his head and she kissed his cheek.
"I don't know vhy I expected anything different, who vants a demon as family?" she rubbed his back in calming circles, "Because you expected better from her." He sighed, leaned against her slightly, his tears having finally dried.
"You still have me." She whispered. A small smile flitted across his face, "Ja, I do don't I?" his eyes sparkled a bit brighter and she smiled.
They sat together, watching the remaining sunlight disappear over the horizon.
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