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"Not to be rude or anything, but what exactly do you want to teach me by this? I have other important stuff to do, not that I really has the energy to do it, but…"
"No but, I'm your teacher, and I'm the one who decides what to do to you, and since Chuck wouldn't let me use anything dangerous to teach you, we'll just use this punch bag instead."
"But what do you want me to do, hit it?"
"Yes, I want you to hit it as hard as you can…"
Logan had convinced Charles to let him have some private lessons with Kurt, and maybe get him to loosing up a bit. The last couple of days he had been looking nervous and uncomfortable, and most of all tired and unhappy, especially when Kitty was around. He took him up stairs to the little training room not far from the danger room half an hour after breakfast, and told him to let go of the image inducer for the session. He then let him to a punching bag that was a little bit smaller and not as heavy as the one he normally used, when he needed something to let off steam on, and he himself found it great being able to punch some of the problems away sometimes. All in all, he just hoped that elf finally would give him some answers on why he had been acting so strange lately…
"Come on, hit it, I know you want to…" Logan teased, trying to get him to cooperate.
"Sorry Mr. Logan, I'm too tired for this right now, can't we do this later?" Kurt asked, not really wanting to go mad on a stupid punch bag.
"Listen, I know you haven't been sleeping well kid, but as far as I know, you want be in any better shape any other time soon, so you might as well just get it over with! Now come on, hit it!"
"But what's the point? The only thing I will get by this is broken hands."
"You won't break your hands, you have that bandage around them for a reason! Now come on,
just let go of the anger, punch all the hate you're feeling away, all of it!"
"…Fine, one punch, and that's it!"
He stepped forward, gave a complaining sigh, and gave it a small and weak hit.
"There, happy? Can I leave now?"
"No way, you call that a punch, hit it like you mean it!"
He gave it one more, then another one, but still without any power in the hits.
"Keep on punching, and tell me what's frustrating you while you do it."
"Do I have to?"
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone… So come on!"
"Well… Not being able to live a normal life for once…" He said, punching a little bit harder.
"Okay and what else? There has to be more than that…"
"Having to lie to people all the time and never be able to defense myself."
"Is that it, come on boy, try a little harder!"
"Never liking what I see in the mirror! Having to hide myself all the time! Letting people hating me for no reason! Getting gum stuck in the fur! Getting Heat Stroke because of the fur! Loosing reasons to wake up in the mornings! Being hungry all the time! Having to smell like rotten eggs! Wake up in the middle of the night because of nightmares! Fall on my butt because my tail gets in the way! That people think I'm a monster, a demon or a vampire…"
As he continued punching for every reason, he slowly started pouncing harder and harder…
"What else makes you mad?!"
"It makes me mad that people are too quick to judge other people! That they are too stubborn to realize they're wrong! That Keety too was too quick to judge! That I almost got burned alive! And most of all, I'm tired of being beaten and hated, and being unable to save the once getting hurt because of me!"
As he said the last one, he hit the punch bag that hard, that it almost flew off its hinges.
"Wow, remind me to never get on your bad side. So, how do you feel?" Logan asked sympathetic.
"I don't know, lighter I think" He answered, looking down at his hands, then at Logan with a smile.
"Good, that was kinda the point. You see, sometimes its okay to just let go of the pressure inside."
"Yeah, I guess… Thank you Mr. Logan."
"You're all welcome, but don't think I'm finish with you yet! Now sit down, I'll lean you how to meditate."
"Meditate?" He did as told and sat himself on the floor.
"Yes, it's a great way to stay calm and relaxed, and trust me, if it can work for me, I'm sure it will work for you too…"
In the meantime at the front door…
"Okay so, what do you want me to do? Make myself untouchable and go stand in the rain without getting wet?"
"Actually, this lesson won't have anything to do with your powers, this will be a little more personal…"
Kitty and Ororo was standing at the front door and looked out at the rain. Ororo had planned an important lesson for the young girl, and hoped that this one experience might possibly change her way of seeing things just a little, and if not, then she had to change technique.
"So what were you thinking exactly Ms. Monroe? I don't wanna get all wet you know…"
"Just tell me, what do you think when you look at the rain?"
".. Uhm, it's wet? That I'm happy for being inside for sure."
Ororo gave her a glance before looking back at the weather.
"And what kind of feelings does it give you?"
"Sadness, it's all grey and depressing, not really something I enjoy looking at…"
"And why don't you like it? Why don't you go out and stand in the rain?"
"Well, as I said, I would get totally wet, and I guess it would ruin my hair and makeup."
"And even if it does ruin your makeup, does that really matter if you're enjoying it?"
"Of cause it does, I would look stupid! And if someone saw me with mascara running down my face,
it would just be so totally embarrassing!"
"So, you would rather use a lot of energy by worrying in not getting wet, than just let go and get wet?"
"Yes, who wouldn't, I mean who would like to spend their time getting all soaked and ugly?"
"So you're telling me, that appearance is more important to you than enjoy what you're doing? That not being perfect makes you feel uncomfortable? That being what other people want you to be is more important than being you?
"Well, when you say it that way, I guess you're right. Can you keep a secret? I'm afraid that others wouldn't like the real me. I'm afraid to disappoint my family. I'm their only child, which means I have to be as perfect as possible, no matter what. I guess it's hard to always having to live up to others expectations…"
"I see… It sounds like you need a break from all that. You aren't home right now Kitty, so you don't have to act different, you're free to let go and be who you truly are. Now, what about taking a little walk around the mansion with me?"
"While raining? I can't do that."
"Yes, while raining. I want you to enjoy it, embrace it, and not start worrying about being imperfect.
You know, sometimes it's good to just let go of whatever bothers you, and just be yourself, instead of worrying about what other people may think about you, no one's perfect, not even you. You wanna go give it a chance?"
Ororo let a hand out to Kitty, and she accepted it. They then opened the door and wet outside, and for the first time in a long time, she let the rain fall on her, without any worry, and without having an umbrella over her head. She felt the rain slowly falling down her face, and how her ponytail started getting heavier and heavier. She took the rubber band out, and let her hair fall down. She stood still for some minutes,
feeling all awkward and weird, as she let the rain make her hair glue to her face,
before she went with Ororo to the garden. It wasn't really cold, but instead quite refreshing. She could feel her mascara running, but for the first time as long back she could remember, it didn't really matter…
In the living room half an hour later…
Kurt was lying on the couch and watching some TV when a soaked Kitty entered.
"Um, hey Kurt, whatcha doing?" She stood right behind the couch, waiting for an answer.
"Nothing really, there isn't anything interesting to see…" He looked away from the screen to look at Kitty,
but as he had imagined her being all dry and "normal looking" he actually felt down the couch in shook.
She was all wet, her mascara had been running down her cheeks and was still dripping a bit, her hair was loose and a bit curly, she had a long sleeved shirt on, which she just barely hid her hands in, her pants was as glued to her legs, more than normally, and there was wet footprints all the way from the hall to the living room. All in all, she looked like a wet raccoon…
"Keety, what happened to you?"
"Oh this, me and Ms. Monroe was just taking a walk in the rain. Why, do I look hideous?" (Oh my, I look like a mess, I just know I do, and now he'll start laughing at me, of cause he will, I guess I would too…"
"No, you just look… Wet, nothing else… So, you wanna watch a movie in here with me? You can choose what we're gonna see if you want… (Please say yes, I'm bored to death…)
"Uh, sure, why not… Just let me take a shower first, then I'll go find one, okay?" (Oh my, he actually wanna do something with me without coercion, but why?)
"Ja, just take your time, I can wait." (She actually accepted my offer, but wait, why did she accept my offer?)
"Okay.. See you in a minute then…"
She quietly leaved the room, and as soon as she was out of sight he got up from the floor and sat back on the couch, all while his mind screamed:
(Alright she didn't reject me! I might still have a chance with her! It might get a little awkward, but still…)
Seconds later, Jean entered the living room…
"Kurt, what happened in here? I just saw Kitty dancing out of here all wet, and then she danced up the stairs while singing; 'I'm singing in the rain' out loud… Did something big happen I don't know about?"
"…Uhm… No? (But I guess I know the movie now…)"
"And you're sure?"
"Ja, nothing has happened. Can't anyone just be happy without anything going on?"
He quickly rose from his sitting spot, trying to look serious at her, but failed badly, as a little smirk appeared on his face. She gave Kurt a skeptical look back before leaving the room again.
"You don't wanna tell me what's going on do you… that's fine, I'll let you two have some space…"
He sat down on the couch again, while blushing slightly, still with a minor smirk.
(Did she really dance around? If so, then there may still be some hope left… Maybe…)
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