Never Let Me Go
Summary: At a visit to her parent's house for a while, Kitty feels unwelcome and betrayed and finds comfort in her best friend. KurtxKitty. T for language.
Disclaimer: Do I own X-men or pretend to be associated with it in any way? Nope, not me. Who suggested that I was? *Shakes head*
Kitty hummed along to a random song while she packed her suitcase. She was going away for a week to be with her parents. She hadn't seen them in months, and they promised to spend as much time with her as possible. A few of her cousins and an aunt and uncle were visiting too, so it would be like a tiny family reunion. Kitty could picture baking with her mother, having her dad show her something about mechanics, playing with her cousins, watching movies by the fireside…it was sounding very good to her.
It was spring break. Most of the students were going back to their families for some time together. Only Rouge and Kurt were staying behind, really. And of course, Hank, Logan, and the Professor would be there. But still.
Rouge was nowhere to be seen, but Kitty had stumbled across her earlier and found her in a bad mood. She was probably just upset because she was stuck at the Institute. Kitty felt sorry for her, even though Rouge has practically bitten her head off earlier. It must suck to be alone in the big mansion for a whole week.
Kurt was also keeping to himself, sulking in his room. He didn't mind being left behind—he'd been a year-round student at the Institute for a few years, now—but he would miss Kitty and Evan and all of his friends. He felt alone sometimes as he watched the other students pack up for a big vacation while he had to sit around and entertain himself. It sucked. There was really no other way to look at it.
Since he didn't like feeling depressed, Kurt decided to visit Rouge to see what she was planning for the week. It would take his mind off things. He wasn't completely alone, after all. He had his sister.
Kurt found Rouge in the kitchen in a matter of seconds and tried starting a conversation. However, she made it crystal clear that she was upset and didn't want company, so Kurt decided to exit stage left and find a safer place to hang out. He popped into Kitty's room. Kitty jumped up and whirled around, a tiny gasp escaping her O shaped mouth.
"Whoa, Kurt. Didn't see you there, fuzzy," Kitty said, collecting herself. She placed a blue folded shirt into her suitcase and sat down on her bed.
"What do you want?" she asked, patting the bed and beckoning him to sit beside her. He shook his head, preferring to lean against the wall.
"Nozzing, really. How iz packing coming along?"
Kitty shrugged. "I'm almost finished," she said casually. "I like, can't wait to see my parents. They're going to be sooo excited. It's gonna be great…" she trailed off, realizing she was pretty much rubbing things in his face. "Uh, what are you gonna do for a week, Kurt?"
The blue boy shrugged. "I dunno. Probably vatch TV, play veedeo games, and eat."
Kitty got up, walked over to Kurt, and gave him a hug around the middle. "Oh my poor fuzzy. You're just gonna die from boredom aren't you?" She looked up to see his expression, which borderlined between amused and quizzical.
He sighed, very dramatically. "Ja. You come to mein funeral, ok? No, scratch zat, better not…I wouldn't vant to upset mein Katzchen."
Kitty smiled, burying her face in his chest. "Like, I'll call you, alright? And I made some cookies the other day, so you'll have plenty of junk food to eat."
"Oh, boy, I really am doomed aren't I? Inescapable boredom and Keety's cookies? That's lethal."
Kitty punched him lightly in the ribs. "Hey, my cookies aren't so bad, are they?"
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Remember Bobby tried one the ozzer day? He turned five different colors, Keety. Five. Like a rainbow."
Kitty drew back and spun around on her heels. "Ugh," she said, in mock anger. "Like, get out of my room before I hurt you, fuzz ball."
Kurt smirked, but headed out of the room. "Yeah, I love you too, Katzchen," he called over his shoulder.
Kitty shook her head. "Whatever, fuzzy."
The X-Van pulled away along with a few of the older student's own cars, marking the start of Kurt's week alone. He drew away from the window and sighed.
"Goodbye, Keety," he whispered, glancing one last time as the van as it drove off. This was it. Kurt was officially one of the only two students who'd been left behind. He and Rouge were the only two out of twenty-some other students. He felt very lonely, just then, as he had earlier. Only this time, he really was alone, as opposed to before.
He found his way into the kitchen, where he made himself a quick plate of food. He liked to eat when he was upset. Unlike most people who binged, Kurt never had to worry about gaining weight. One of the perks of having a fast metabolism.
Kurt noticed a recently used plate in the sink, meaning Rouge has probably been here just before him. Just you and me, sister, he thought. Not that it was a comforting thought. An upset Rouge was more dangerous than a Sentinel, an out-of-control Jean, and an angry Logan put together.
Kurt finished his food and ported up to his room. It was getting late. The sun was sinking below the horizon, the clouds were turning pretty orangey-red colors, and the world was growing dark. Kurt flopped down backwards on his bed and stared up at his ceiling. A whole week virtually alone. No friends, no fun. No Kitty.
Kurt frowned just thinking about it. He rolled over onto his side and closed his eyes.
This is going to be hell, he thought.
Yay! Chapter 1 is out of the way. This is my fifth story, so I'm doing a little celebration right now. Please R&R. If you don't, I'll make this sad and have somebody die in the end. You wouldn't want that.
-The Ember Raven