Hey guys, nice to see you again, and thanks for still reading! It was nice to hear about some of your crazy dreams, i guess i aren't the only one with a weird mind. By the way, ninja confetti pinatas? That would be so cool! Never mind...

So, this chapter was soooo hard to write, especially since i wasn't sure how a midnight train worked in america, so there might be some small mistakes :O But then again, this is fiction right? So, let's just say that this is how they work for now... :P

I don't own x-men anything...

Hey it's me, Kitty, and I have a confession to make: I'm scared of being alone. Actually, it's more than a fear; I get directly terrified just by thinking about living a life of loneliness, and without anyone to tell me, that everything is gonna be alright. To be honest, I would go completely nuts, and who knows what I would do, if I that happened. I would probably do a lot of stupid things, which I would highly regret afterwards, that's for sure. I guess that's the main reason for taking him under my wings, and believe it or not, but that was three years ago. I couldn't face the world alone, I simply wasn't brave enough back then... Who am I kidding, I still aren't. I would probably stop breathing if he did, and because of that fact, I began to see him as my lifeline. If he was happy, I was happy, if he was sad, I was sad too, and if he was feeling unsafe, then I felt as unsafe as he did…

So when my lifeline don't wanna be here anymore, my whole life seems meaningless…

I had to force feed, not only myself, but him too. I didn't wanna eat, not because I felt fat, I just didn't want to, none of us did, but in order to survive, we had to eat, and he knew that. He began to talk a bit to me again. He didn't look me in the eyes as he used to, but at least words came out of his mouth, words that were meant for me. He apologized to me a lot, and he only stopped when I told him to. He blamed himself for leading me to the forests with the dead body. He didn't know it was there, and if he did know, he probably wouldn't have told me anything about it. He knew things I didn't know, he had been seeing things no one should ever see, and that was before he met me. He never really told me about it, but when he did... Well, let's just say he didn't deserve such disturbing memories...

At night we either light slept or didn't sleep at all. When we didn't sleep, we talked. Talked about all the things we've been trough...

It showed up that neither of us saw this quiet and peaceful house as a nice place anymore. Actually, it began to feel more like a prison than anything else. We felt trapped. We weren't allowed to leave the house, in fear we might get badly hurt, or worse, killed. We had powerful weapons to protect ourselves, which wasn't too bad to have, but it was still a bit creepy when you know the basement is filled with them. Then the worst of it all: You thought the place to be safe, but in reality, anyone with at least a bit of strength and brain were able to break in. We didn't find the place as a good hideout anymore, so we did the only reasonable thing (at least it was back then) we ran away again. Now I know what you Think; why do something so incredibly stupid Kitty? Why go straight into danger, and why alone? Why didn't you tell the other two what the hell you were gonna do! Well, we couldn't risk telling them. If we told them that we couldn't wait any longer, they would just start an argument, and tell us how stupid the idea was. We knew it was stupid, but we were tired of living a life in fear. All we had to do was get to Miami, find my missing family members, and live a happy ever after as we had planned from the beginning of our little adventure. But as you probably know, happy endings only happen in fairy tales.

I leaved a note and my phone number on the fridge, and then I and Kurt leaved. We wanted to leave the past behind, and only think about the present, and the possible freedom. I hadn't thought about the fact, that those people I imagined as a loving family, maybe didn't want any mutants in their life, and maybe not even want them to live under the same roof as them. All I could think about them was nice things, and I didn't wish to think anything bad about them. At least not yet.

We "Borrowed" Dainan's Audi, the one him and Kurt had been working on for the last couple of weeks, and even though it wasn't quite finish yet, well, it was either that, or walk all the way to the nearest train station, and I wasn't gonna walk all that way, so we took the car. We wanted to return it of cause, I mean, why steal a car from a man who only wanted us the best, that would be the same as stealing gifts from Santa, and who would ever steal from Santa? No one would. So since Kurt could drive at least a bit, we took the car. I actually wrote that part on the note, so he knew where to find his Audi.

Since we knew they would be able to hear us start the motor, Fuzzy planned to port the car out on the road. It would take a lot of energy, but at least it would be safer.

We drove off and through the little neighborhood without even looking back. It was 01:00 AM in the morning, so only the few street lamps illuminated the road in an orange liked glow. I was the one sitting with the map, so it was my fault if we drove the wrong way. We were wearing the dark clothes Tinka gave us some time back, and lucky for us, there were dark hoods to cover our faces with. I had borrowed there computer some nights earlier, looking for the best and safest way to get from New York to Miami, and since we wouldn't be able to fly, the midnight train was what I chose. I bought our tickets, I even rented a sleeping car, and then borrowed some more money before we leaved, but only just enough to get there, and for some food, nothing more or less.

We arrived at the train station about 02:00 AM, where we had to wait half an hour for the train.
We did whatever we had to do before it arrived. We got our tickets, took care of business, and bough something to eat and drink for the long journey ahead of us. Until then, everything had been easy, too easy. If the travel was gonna be that easy, then why hadn't we leaved sooner?

We were just about to get on board when I got my eyes on three men in black, who apparently talked to someone on their earpiece. I hurried inside, hoping they hadn't seen us yet, and as far as I knew, they hadn't, but as we were about to roll, one of them got on board. At least it was only one, but I knew far too well that if he saw us, then the others wouldn't be far away. We went into our sleeping car in fear of getting spotted. It was extremely small and cheap, and there were only a bunk bed, but that was fine, just fine…

I felt Kurt's breath on my shoulder, and suddenly I realized just how close together we stood to each other.

"Is he gone?" He asked in a low, sleepy, slightly German voice that made my heart beat faster. I wasn't sure if it was the adrenaline talking, because suddenly I felt my whole body shacking, not enough to be seen, but I could feel it. I felt my body heat rise as he laid a hand on my shoulder.

He then looked at me, but he didn't look at my face…

He was looking at my hair. It seemed weird, and it just got even weirder when he asked for permission to smell to it. I gave my permission, even though it felt awkward. He took a lock of hair and sniffed to it, and unless something was wrong with my eyes, I seemed to see a slight flush from beneath his fur. I felt weird, the whole situation seemed weird. We were on a train alone, in a sleeping car, while an agent dude were going around, probably looking for us, and Kurt's way of dealing with it all was by sniffing my hair? As we had any time for fooling around!

We agreed that guarding the door for the rest of the night was a good idea, and since Kurt had been the one driving us this far, he got to get the first two hours of sleep.

I fought a hard fight trying to stay awake, and the dark room didn't really help, but i stayed awake. After the two hours of watch keeping, I could finally wake the elf (who talked in his sleep, which was totally cute :-3) He had the top bunk, so I tried to wake him by shaking him a bit while standing on the ground, but all I got out of that was a low sigh, and him starting to embrace his blanket. He did look really cute just laying there. I decided to tickle him awake, and since I wasn't really in his reach, I slowly climbed up the ladder. When I reached the top I slowly crawled over to lie beside him. He was still holding a firm grip on the blanket, and once again I could feel his slow, warm breath on my neck. I tried to loosen his grip by carefully letting my fingers wipe back and forth just below his chin and down his neck. He did seem to smile, and I'm sure I heard him giggle a bit. I kept doing so, waiting for his hands to let go, but then out of a sudden, his eyes opened and looked right trough me. He didn't say anything, he almost didn't blink, and that was when I decided to just pull it out of his hands.

"Hey, what are you doing Kätzchen, I was just sleeping so well." He said, as he finally realized I was lying beside him.

"Well, I like, want some sleep too, and we agreed to switch after two hours." He didn't respond, instead he just closed his eyes as nothing happened. That was when I started to tickle his sides, making him grip my hands with his tail.

"What's wrong elf, you don't like being tickled? Then too bad for you that gripping a ghost's hands can't make a ghost stop…" Then I made myself go "ghost", and as soon as my hands were free, I headed for his stomach. I knew he was extremely ticklish, especially on his belly, and for a moment I forgot anything about keeping watch, as all I cared for was getting the boy to wake up. As I tickled him, his right leg started kicking, and a big smile appeared on his face, and then a low laugh began.

"Please… Keety… Stop! I beg you! This is-isn't funny! I… I can't breathe!"

"Yes it is funny, and I know just where your weakest spots are! So unless you want me to go there, you better get your ass outer bed!" I threaded him with a small smile, as I tried to be serious. But then I realized that Kurt's look suddenly was very serious too.

"W-what do you mean with weak spots?" He looked awkwardly at me, and I had no idea why. Did I say something wrong?

"Well yes, I know where to tickle you to get the most out of it, what did you think I meant?"

"N-nothing of cause, why would I, I mean, you're pretty and all but, why would you mean anything else?"

"Exactly, that was why I asked you. Have you hit your head or something Fuzzy? Or are you just really tired?"

"I'm tired, just tired, really tired. Now can't we just sleep? I mean, no one's coming anyway, and if they do, then we won't have a chance anyway… Goodnight Keety." He then turned around, and as far as I knew, went back to sleep. I, who also was too tired to stay awake any longer, fell asleep only minutes later, still laying beside him, but for some reason, it suddenly felt really strange… Fuzzy were still hiding something from me, and i had to know what it was..."

As i said, there might be a lot of typing errors, but after looking through it a lot of time's i still couldn't seem to make it right... :/
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