Title: Changes
Chapter: 2
Summary:Instead of at Mckinley, the members of glee are at a mutant school al la Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. Kurt's special ability is something a little unusual.
Rating: T for now
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Q.Q
Kurt was all about theatrics. He enjoyed singing, flashy fashion, and dramatic flare. He'd never seen a reason to walk away from anything with his head down. So his wet and shameful walk back to the dorms stung just a but more than it should have. He'd worked hard to keep his ability a secret. And beyond the sheer humiliation of being sopping wet in public with an admittedly useless ability, there was the water. As Kurt stood at the base of the stairs to his dorm he stopped. He'd finally overcome the shock of humiliation and was letting the fear sink in. When Kurt took hold of the railing his arm shook and he turned to watch, willing himself to be braver. Instead he found himself staring, transfixed, at the small droplets of water trailing down his arm. His eyes traced their paths and willed them to drip away. His ears filled with static as two drops merged together before slipping off the crook of his elbow onto the floor below.
He was jarred out of his trance when a warm jacket was draped over his, her, shoulders. "Kurt? You're all wet...you okay?" Kurt closed his eyes and pulled the jacket closer to his body, trying to hide his chest.
"I'm fine Sam, just embarrassed." Behind him, Sam squeezed his shoulders and smiled sadly.
"Wanna tell me who did it?" Kurt shook his head and clutched the jacket's hem tighter. "Okay...well, you want me to walk you back to our room?" Kurt was torn. He was still embarrassed enough to want solitude, but still shaken enough to want comfort. But he couldn't ask. When he felt Sam pull away he let out a shaky breath and prepared himself for some alone time. Sam, however, had other plans. He wrapped one arm around Kurt's shoulders and gently urged him up the stairs towards their room. As they got to the turn Sam looked over and motioned for Artie and Tina to head off. They passed several students, a few of whom actually knew what had happened and a few who openly oogled Kurt's nude feminine form. Sam grit his teeth when an upperclassmen yelled 'Get some Evans!', but did nothing. Kurt was doing his best to shrink away into Sam's side and accomplishing very little. If anything, the timid, shaky squirms only drew in more attention. When they finally reached their room Kurt's face was beet red.
Sam locked the door behind them and stared intently at the doorknob while he listened to the sound of wet clothes being tossed aside. He played absently with the pocket of his jeans while he listened to Kurt dress. A small cough turned him around. Sam smiles widely at the sight before him, Kurt is wearing a simple cotton summer dress, in a powdery pink. "I've never seen you in girl's clothes before."
"Well my secret's out isn't it? I might as well pretend to own it." Sam frowns again and scratches the back of his neck.
"Are you really okay with this Kurt?"
"I have to be don't I? It's not like I can turn back time or erase memories." Sam watches Kurt fiddle with the hem of his dress and decides not to push it.
"Well it looks good on you. Just make sure you're back before you change I guess..." Kurt's face screws up in mock horror then relaxes into a smile.
"Yeah, okay Dad. I'll be back at a respectable hour...but seriously Sam...I don't want to go anywhere right now. Can we just..." Kurt doesn't have to explain. He understands completely, the need for baby steps, the need to just sit it out in peace. So Sam nodded and pulled his laptop of the desk and huddled back on the bottom bunk.
"We can watch "Avatar" right?" Kurt groaned but climbed on the bed regardless. While Sam booted up the laptop Kurt fidgeted with the dress, adjusting seams and smoothing wrinkles. By the time the movie started Kurt had crossed his ankles and settled in.
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The school was in chaos, well a decent amount of it anyways. Kurt Hummel turned into a girl. Not a single betting pool had nailed that down as a possibility. There were more bets on Hummel being an actual fairy than being able to change sex. Karofsky was beside himself with laughter. After Hummel had entered the dormitories he had broke down laughing, and didn't stop until Puck kicked him into the pool. Finn managed to dodge him and crawled out onto the ground, still dumbfounded by what he had seen and heard.
"Do you really think he's hot Puck?" Puck sent Finn a look that had his toes curling nervously in the grass. "She! She...well really he but...or I mean...Kurt...do you think Kurt is really hot?" Finn had heard Puck's drunken ramblings about guys not being all that bad and how he had 'more sex than most chicks can handle' but he'd never seen Puck actively pursue a guy.
"Hot is hot. Picking on the kid doesn't change his looks. I bet you got an eye-full down there. What did you think?" Finn blushed and edged away from Puck. He'd thought girl Kurt was plenty attractive, it was normal Kurt that had him bothered.
"Not my type." Puck nods but Finn can tell by his eyes that he knows. With a frustrated sigh Puck storms off, stepping on Karofsky's fingers as he tried to climb free of the pool. He paid the hurt noise no mind and wandered towards the dorms. He jogged through the foyer and spotted Sam Evans leading Kurt away and Artie and Tina standing at the base of the stairs, upset. He knew better than to follow after Sam but felt like he should at least go after Tina and Artie. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, wondering whether or not apologizing to them would please Kurt. When Tina turned back and scowled at him, he made up his mind.
"Yeah so...sorry?"
"A qu-question isn't an apology i-is it?" Puck clicked his teeth and rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry. We just wanted to see what Hummel could do. I didn't think he'd turn into a chick." Artie wobbled a little as he turned to face Puck.
"What if Kurt couldn't swim? You could have killed him!" While Artie yelled he flung out his arms and had to catch himself on the stair's to keep from falling.
"Well he can swim and we had it covered. Finn was waiting in the water. I just wanted to ruffle his feathers." When the two of them continued to scowl Puck stomped away. He spotted Santana lounging on a couch and headed over.
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She could feel him coming, not in a psychic sense, she just iknew/i. It was like feeling someone's eyes on the back of your head. Santana smiled and relaxed further into the plush suede of the couch. She didn't open her eyes when he stopped in front of her and didn't move when he tried to sit down. She kept all of her visible skin in sight and off of him. She's known him so long that she can sense to subtleties in his pheromones. She can smell the difference between male attractors and female ones, flowers to grass. She knows the sickly sweet smell that makes people ilisten/i, thick and warm like molasses. She knows that strawberries and popcorn make her feel giggly, like she's wrapped around Brittany, or in her. She knows that the light smell of water means trouble and rough sex that's too suffocating to be angry iat/i. Santana takes a deep breath and smells crisp fresh water and suddenly she's a dying man in a desert.
"Wanna go?" Santana smiles and runs her hand up Puck's thigh in response. She's not sure why he smells like water, in more ways than one, but she knows he'd rather smell like sweat and musk.
"Yeah, we can use my room. Brittany's out with Sue today."
Yay! Chapter 2 is out. I'd like to apologize for the long wait and short update. The holiday's had me busy. And this chapter was a little longer but after reading it over I felt like it needed to end. Part three will be longer I promise.
Also, I didn't make it clear but Kurt rooms with Sam and Artie. Sam and Kurt share the bunkbeds and Artie has a single.