Chapter 2: Try Not to Kill the Red Head

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A/N: Flames are not accepted.

Kurt rolled over in his sleep, stretching before curling back up in a half fetal position, his tail winding around his ankle. He mumbled something under his breath before smiling and nuzzling his face into his pillow.

Across the lawn, in the house and one floor up, Kitty was not as peaceful. She tossed and turned, twisting her sheets around her in a tight cocoon. Without a warning, her eyes snapped open just in time to watch as her room slipped from sight as she started falling.

She couldn't catch her breath to scream as she watched the floors pass by.

~I'm not stopping! ~

Outside, Kurt's eyes flew open and he ported.

He found himself in the basement and within two seconds of his entrance Kitty fell into his arms.

She gasped for air, her eyes settling on the golden ones of her best friend before she broke down. Wrapping her arms around his neck she sobbed into his chest.

Kurt could feel her shaking and sat cross legged on the floor, Kitty in his lap as her stroked her hair and rubbed her back. Softly he started speaking. Anyone from his home country would've heard a bunch of random words, but to someone who spoke English, they were a continuous length of gentle sounds; rising and falling as Kitty started to calm down.

Once she was calm enough to breathe evenly, Kurt stopped speaking gibberish and spoke clear sentences.

"Katzchen was ist passiert?" (Katzchen, what happened?)

She bit her lip and nuzzled her face in his now slightly damp fur, "I...I was falling. Kurt I fell through the floor." She whispered, scared to death.

Kurt felt his mind come to a complete and utter halt.

"Ka-Katzchen... Liebe, du bist wie ich." (Love, you're like me.)

She looked up at him with red eyes, "What?"

His mind ground back to work, going a thousand miles a minute. He gave her a wide smile, showing his fangs, "Sie haben Befugnisse wie ich!" (You have powers like me!) he exclaimed happily.

Kitty blinked, "I...but...how?"

Kurt shrugged, shaking his head, his eyes shining, "Ich weiß nicht...Sie sind nicht...traurig bist du?" (I don't know...you aren't...sad, are you?) His voice saddened, scared now at what Kitty's reaction would be to not being normal. She'd always accepted him, but would she accept herself?

Kitty snapped back to life, hearing Kurt's worried tone. She gave him a careful smile, "No, I'm not sad Kurt I'm just...shocked I guess. Just give me a sec." She leaned against him, trying to get the world back under her.

Kurt's arms tightened around her, "Ich gebe dir die Ewigkeit Liebling." (I'll give you eternity darling.)

She giggled, "Corny weirdo." She mumbled, closing her eyes.

oOo

The next morning, Kitty woke up, still in the basement and in the arms of a peacefully sleeping Kurt.

First she was surprised before the night before came rushing back, causing her to bite her lip and cuddle closer to her friend. Then she became worried, where were her parents? Were they still in the house?

~Oh God, what if they see Kurt? ~

Panicking slightly, she nudged Kurt.

"Kurt, Kurt wake up."

His eyes opened, dull before lighting up. He removed his arms from around her and stretched, "Was ist es, Keety?" (What is it Kitty?)

"My parents, are they still home?"

He closed his eyes and Kitty tried to keep herself from shaking him, screaming for him to check faster, but that would've only made the process take longer so she held off. Kurt had this sort of sixth sense. He could tell where everything and everyone was. This ability got fuzzier, like a radio or cell phone signal, the farther he stretched it.

He opened his eyes and grinned, "Niemand außer uns." (No one's here but us.)

She let out a relieved breath and stood, stretching the pins and needles sensation from her legs. Kurt stood with her, twisting into several different, and normally, impossible shapes to get his joints back into place and his muscles stretched out. By now, Kitty was used to him doing this, she still wasn't used to the cracks and pops that came from his joints though, but that didn't stop her from staring at the show of incredible flexibility.

She gave him a smile when he stood tall again, "It's Saturday, you know what that means."

His expression picked up and he gave her a hopeful smile.

She giggled at his eagerness, "Shampoo and conditioner are under the sink behind the towels."

He hugged her before bounding upstairs for a long awaited shower. It wasn't that he didn't have them throughout the week, but to avoid her parents asking questions, he had to have short, and usually cold showers. Saturday was the one day a week he could have a long, hot shower. Kurt despised being dirty, so this was Heaven.

Kitty walked upstairs at a more sedated pace and went to the kitchen to throw together breakfast. She'd never been a wonderful cook, but she could prepare pancake batter. The actual cooking could be left up to Kurt.

Exactly two and a half hours later, Kurt came down in a fresh black t-shirt and baggy jeans. He gave her a grin and she smiled back.

"Okay, you're clean, now please I'm starving to death here!" He laughed and took up his place in front of the stove.

Several hours later, once they were both stuffed, Kurt was stretched out on his stomach on the couch, his shirt off as the sunlight coming in from the half closed blinds filtered through and caressed his form.

Kitty leaned against the door frame for a minute, wondering at the strangeness of it. Her best friend was a teenage boy who didn't even speak the same language as her, looked like a demon and to top it all off, could teleport. And now he was dozing on her couch just like he did every Saturday.

So, not one to wreck tradition, Kitty wandered over and placed herself on top of him. Compared to Kurt, she was extremely petite, so her knees rested on either side of his hips, her chest right beneath his shoulder blades and her arms wrapped down and under him, burying into the fur on his chest as her head rested between his shoulders. The familiar scent of pine and mint reached her nose as she breathed in.

Kurt mumbled something unintelligible and his tail looped around her waist.

This was their normal Saturday morning routine. Kurt has his shower, they have breakfast, then they spend most of the day dozing on the couch.

Their routine was interrupted, when the doorbell rang.

Both of them were at attention immediately. Kitty left the couch, fixing her ponytail and straightening her clothes of wrinkles as she strode to the door.

Kurt on the other hand, pulled back on his shirt and bamfed away.

Confused, Kitty open the front door to be met with the sight of an older, bald man in a wheelchair and a young woman, tall, curvy with a long mane of red hair cascading down her back.

Kitty hated her on sight.

"Good morning Ms. Pryde, my name is Professor Charles Xavier. I'm here to speak with about what happened last night."

She quirked an eyebrow, "And exactly what happened here last night? Oh and who the hell are you people?" she spoke sarcastically.

The red head's eyes widened, but Xavier looked like he was trying not to smile.

"Quite right to ask questions Kitty. We're like you. We're mutants."

She crossed her arms and gave him a look.

"You know you could at least be polite and invite us in." The girl said irritably.

Kitty snorted, "Yeah, sure, you keep thinking that Red. We'll see how it works out."

"Jean." The Professor held up a hand to halt his students retort.

She gave him a disbelieving look before huffing and crossing her arms as she fought for composure.

"Kitty, I just wish to offer you a place at my Institute. It's for young mutants like yourself, it's a place you can learn to use your powers."

Kitty thought for a moment before standing to the side and letting them in.

"Try anything funny and I call the police." She warned.

Jean huffed again but the Professor nodded and smiled in an understanding way, "You have every right to do so."

Okay, so Kitty was a little impressed. The man seemed nice enough, but still..."You said you were a mutant, what can you do?"

He smiled, "I'm telepathic, I can read minds." Kitty nodded and looked towards Jean.

"Jean can also read minds, plus she is telekinetic, she can move things with her mind." Another nod.

"Alright, so, this Institute, there are other mutants there?"

"Yes...Kitty is someone else here?" Xavier questioned, he was picking up another person, but couldn't find their mind, per say.

"Uh..."

"See! She's hiding something!" Jean exclaimed.

Kitty levelled a hard glare at her, unknowingly imitating Wolverine perfectly, "Shut up and sit down!" she ordered.

Looking a little scared, Jean sat timidly. Kitty took a calming breath, "Yes, someone else is here, but he has the choice to come out."

Charles smiled a bit, "Is he a mutant as well Kitty?"

Her expression spoke for her as she showed shock and surprise, and a little worry as well.

Charles nodded, "Very well. Kitty, if he is also a mutant, I would like to give my offer to him as well."

Kitty thought for a minute, but her train of thought was cut off as Jean spoke again.

"What have they got to hide? I say we just get the guy to come out!" She stood, but didn't take one step towards Kitty before there was a loud 'bamf' and Kurt appeared in between the two girls, growling loudly.

Kitty blinked, Kurt had never acted like this before, but then again, she was the only one she'd ever seen him encounter with.

Jean flinched and fell back, scrambling to the Professor's side. It was only when she was a fair distance from Kitty that Kurt stopped growling and stood to his full 5'11 and took his place beside Kitty.

Charles just cocked an eyebrow, "I take it this is your friend?"

Kitty shrugged and gave him a small smile, "What can I say, I have interesting friends." She ended with a small laugh.

Kurt gave the Professor a small smile; he actually liked the elderly man, the red head on the other hand...not so much.

"Guten Tag Herr Xavier."

"Oh and he only speaks German." Kitty piped up.

Professor Xavier smiled back at the seventeen year old, "Pleasure to meet you..."

"Kurt." Kitty filled in again.

"Kurt." Charles repeated.

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A little while later, after the Professor and Jean had left, telling Kitty to call when she made her decision on whether or not they would accept the offer, the two sat on Kitty's bed in silence.

She looked down at her hands that sat clasped on her lap, "What do you think?" Her confidence was gone and now she just wanted someone else's direction.

Kurt wrapped his arm around her shoulders, "Was denken Sie wäre am besten?" (What do you think would be best?)

She let out a soft moan and buried her face in her hands, "I don't know...Kurt, I..."

His grip on her shoulders tightened, "Egal, was passiert, ich werde dich nie verlassen. Glauben." (No matter what happens, I'll never leave you. Believe that.) He stated clearly.

She looked up from her hands and hugged him, "I'm so scared, Kurt, but...I think...I think we should go."

Kurt nodded, but kitty wasn't done, "But what if they do something? What if we get separated? What if-" Kurt covered her lips with his tail, giving her a small smile.

Biting his lip in concentration, he took his arm from around her and reached behind his neck. Kneading his fingers through the fur, he found the clasp of something he hadn't taken off in years. With a bit of work he finally got the clasp undone and took the chain off, carefully pulling it out of the knots he'd done in his fur to keep it from coming off.

Kitty watched this in slight awe; she'd never known he had this.

With a smile, Kurt slipped the chain around Kitty's neck, clasping it at the back. The small bronze cross, warm from his body heat touched her neck and she reached up to feel the smooth metal.

"Es war meine Mutter. Es ist alles, was ich an ihnen überlassen. Ich möchte Sie ihn haben, so dass Sie ich bin immer bei dir wissen." (It was my mother's. It's all I have left of them. I want you to have it, so you know I'm always with you.)

Kitty looked up at him as he gave her a warm smile. She blinked, for the first time realizing something; Kurt was still human, he had, unfortunately been forced to live, basically as a pet for ten years, it was the first time she'd ever truly remembered that he was still human. It was a slightly frightening thought, but that didn't stop her from smiling and hugging him, somehow the sentimental gift made her feel better.

"Thank you Kurt."

"Wir werden durch diese zusammen zu bekommen, Kätzchen, das verspreche ich." (We'll get through this together, Katzchen. I promise.)

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A/N: (currently listening to: Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack) Okay, so I need some help. For Cobwebs, I already know I'm going to basically do everything from the Kurtty storyline, but is there anything specific you guys want from the Loro, Jott (I will bow to it if you want it) or Revan storylines? If you don't ask, I might not even think of it. SO REVIEW or send me a PM! Suggest, people!

Hope you guys enjoy next week's update of Eclipsed Sunlight.

Read, review and...I need a new end-line. Any suggestions?