7. Of Stone and Glass part 2
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A/N: This is the second part, and is more Rogue and Kurt centered, than Kurt and Kitty.
Have you ever had a moment in your life where you realized that you'd just done something so stupid you'd probably be kicking yourself when you're fifty for it? Well, Rogue was having one of those moments, and the worst part was: she was going to be kicking herself for it up until she was fifty, and beyond.
She stared at the wall as she lay sideways on her bed. Tears slipped silently from her eyes as she bit her lip. The Rouge did not cry. She was strong and didn't care about what anyone else thought about her. She only cared for herself…
Then why did she feel like she'd just stabbed her little brother in the back?
There was a sudden knocking on her door and she jumped slightly.
"Hey Kid, can I come in?" Logan's voice drifted through the wood and Rogue hurriedly wiped the tears away.
"Yeah, sure." She attempted make her voice as passive as she could but she should have known he would've seen through her act, and it was obvious he had when she saw the look on his face. Somewhere between disappointed and empathetic.
"So, you wanna talk about it?" Logan sat next to her and she shrugged.
"No."
He sighed and fell back on her bed with a thump.
She contemplated his strange behavior for a minute before he spoke again.
"Rogue, you know what you did was wrong."
She leveled a glare at him, "Why do you care? Besides, it's not lahke yer mah dad or anything."
He sighed tiredly and sat up, gazing at her with solid brown eyes, "Yer right. I'm not yer dad, but I care about ya, despite my attempts not to."
She looked away, not letting him see the tears that started to well up in her eyes, the Rogue did not need sympathy.
"Marie," her eyes widened, how did he know her real name?! "He's your little brother, and he expects better from his older sister…and he's not the only one." Logan left after that, leaving Rogue to sit soundlessly on her bed.
She closed her eyes, crystal tears slipping from them, which soon turned into body wracking sobs.
She cried herself to sleep, tears slowly falling even when Kitty came back in later that night.
Shadowcat stared at her roommate before walking over and gently pulling a blanket over her.
"Give it time." She whispered to no one in particular.
Give it time.
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Kurt ran a tired hand through his messy hair, typical nightmares.
Shuffling quietly down the hall he passed Kitty and Rogue's room, before backtracking and putting his ear against the door. Beyond it were the near silent sounds of someone crying.
Both confused and worried he opened the door a crack, first looking to Kitty who was sleeping peacefully then to his sister, no Rogue, then to Rogue, only to find the Goth crying in her sleep and tossing and turning about, trying to get away from demons only she could see.
He bit his lip, thoughts and emotions warring in him, before those always annoying, but sometimes-useful sibling instincts stepped in, or rather, they kicked all the rest of those angry thoughts from his mind quite forcefully.
Shaking his head and questioning his sanity he padded over to Rogue's bedside and leaned over. She let out a tortured sob and he saw a cold sweat beading on her forehead while she twisted the blankets around her; one hand clenching the sheets in a death grip.
Sympathy rising in him he carefully lifted her from the bed, being sure to avoid her skin.
Not sparing a glance to Kitty's side of the room, he bamfed back to his and sat on the bed with Rogue cradled on his lap.
He shushed her gently and tucked her head under his; glad he was wearing a t shirt.
Rogue woke up to being rocked slowly and a gentle hum of German floating in her ears.
Pulling away she looked up into Kurt's glowing gaze, "Kurt?"
He gave her a slight grin, "You okay?"
She nodded before shaking her head violently, "No…Kurt, Ah'm, Ah'm so sorry." She couldn't find any other words to describe how she felt.
"Rogue, I'm still mad at you." Her eyes clamped shut, she should've expected this, just because Kurt was sweet enough to comfort her didn't mean he forgave her.
"But I still love you." She looked up with surprise.
"You shouldn't, Ah mean, I killed our mom and-" she was suddenly y being squeezed tightly by a seemingly overjoyed elf.
"You called her our mozzer." He whispered reverently.
She blinked a few times, "Well, she is, isn't she?"
He laughed a bit, "That's all I needed to hear."
She got it; she'd always denied that Mystique was her mother, and in doing so, denied that Kurt was her brother.
Rogue hugged him back, "Every big sister needs a little brothah, right?"
He chuckled, "Ja, but it seems you're smaller zan me libeling."
She giggled, "Yeah, yeah, don't remind me Creature."[1]
The next morning when Kitty poked her head in, it was to see the siblings curled up on the bed together. Kurt half surrounding Rogue curled up like a large cat and Rogue with her head resting on his stomach.
Kitty smiled and left just as silently as she came.
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[1] In the original animated X Men series that played during the 90's, Rogue called Kurt 'Creature'. You can actually view that series (and XME) on the Marvel website. Yay for all those of us that don't have XME playing in their countries/areas anymore!