The Sun's Night 3:
by Fur and Fantasy
PG-13 for M/M
full contents and notes located at the bottom of the file
"Hi, Kurt." Roberto said quietly, as he came up to his fuzzy blue friend in an otherwise unoccupied corridor.
"Oh, hi, Roberto." He spun around and blinked, clearly startled by the greeting.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." Roberto smiled. "I just needed to talk to you, about what happened the other day."
Kurt nodded and turned to face him fully, the questions showing in his yellow eyes even more than yesterday.
"I just need to know if you're okay with what happened." Roberto asked quietly, clearly worried. It had taken him the better part of a day and a half to decide that he was okay with it.
"Sure I am," he blinked, more than a touch surprised. "Aren't you?"
"Yeah, but you seemed pretty confused and I just wanted to check." He smiled softly. "And to see if you're going to be interested in doing it again." He grinned shyly.
"I ... I'm not sure." Kurt shook his head and dropped eye contact completely. "Maybe later." He murmured, looking almost ready to bolt.
"I didn't mean right this minute." Roberto said reassuringly. "I just meant, at some point." He finished quietly.
"Maybe," Kurt consented, more to himself than to his teammate. He knew he'd be drawn back to that feeling sooner or later, probably sooner. As frightening as it was, it felt so good to be held.
"Okay." Roberto said, doing his best to hide his disappointment. "See you around." He said heading toward his room. He heard the distinctive sound of Kurt's teleport before he'd made even a few steps.
"I thought you were on light duty." Logan regarded the acrobatic display Kurt was putting on for no one but himself and his frustrations.
"I am." The youth replied without a break in the highly energetic pattern of twists, flips and teleports that would have surely drawn a stern warning from their naturally sweet tempered and terminally patient nurse-healer.
"I'm sure Ms. Sanders would disagree." He observed the obvious. As much as he understood Kurt's reaction, the teen wasn't him and definitely didn't have the healing factor to be doing this kind of workout so soon. Logan was sure of that much.
"I feel fine, Logan." Kurt replied in the middle of a series of twisting teleports that looked to be the beginning of a new combat routine of impressive potential.
"I'm sure, squirt." He shook his head and retreated a bit to watch from out of Kurt's perception range for a while.
Logan eventually left, shaking his head. Between Kurt's unusual level of need to prove himself and whatever the teen was facing over Roberto's actions was turning into a real mess. One he was sure he'd end up dealing with. He didn't need any psychic powers to tell Storm, Hank and Charles were decidedly unsuited for this particular situation.
Besides, the elf's craving for acceptance was something that would have to be dealt with, and quickly, or they'd loose him to the first outsider that figured out to make him feel at home.
"Roberto?" Kurt's voice was low, tired and unsteady in the darkness of the other teen's room after five nights apart.
"Kurt?" Roberto asked in slightly groggy surprise.
"Yeah," the teen's voice was low and a bit hesitant. "Mind if I stay tonight?"
"No, of course not." Roberto smiled in the darkness and listened as his nearly silent teammate walked across the dark room. "I'd like that, actually." He added as he felt the bed sink with the extra weight on it.
"Good," Kurt whispered and slipped under the covers to settle against Roberto. Though he wasn't completely relaxed, a fair amount of the tension drained from his athletic body.
"This is good." Roberto whispered, as he ran one hand through the dark blue fur of Kurt's cheek.
The tension, the draining of it, closed those yellow eyes and made Kurt press close, the clothes covering his body a barrier between the pair that was at once not nearly enough and far too much.
As gentle as Roberto's touch was, it was nearly more than Kurt could take.
"Just rest, lay here." He whispered.
"Okay, Kurt." Roberto agreed quietly, willing to take things at whatever speed his friend could handle. As difficult as it was, he'd keep his hands to himself as his friend curled against his side.
"Thanks," he murmured, his eyes still closed as he pressed close and succumbed to sleep as the relaxing nature of the contact overcame his discomfort with it, and what hand drawn him here again.
It took Roberto a bit longer to fall asleep, since Kurt's presence was both comforting and distracting. Eventually he started going over the lecture from math class in his mind, which , as usual, put him right to sleep.
It took Roberto a brief moment to figure out who the warm body in his bed was, and why. But once grogginess gave way, he smiled at the sleeping fuzzy blue guy in his bed. So far it had been a very odd relationship, and that wasn't likely change. But Roberto wouldn't have traded it for anything, he was way too hooked on Kurt for that.
And the fact that Kurt had come to him this time, completely on his own from the sound of things, and spoken up about what he wanted and didn't ... as difficult as it was to respect those wishes, they were good too.
Kurt had come to him. There was little point debating whether or not the other youth had some desires to be here, right where he was.
However, those wishes meant that Roberto had to just lie there and wait, as much as he really wanted to gently run his hand through the soft blue fur, and gently kiss his friend good morning. But anything worth having was worth waiting for, this wasn't any different.
At least he didn't have long to wait. Kurt stretched out well before he was really awake, his training clicking on line to tense his entire body, ready for a fight or teleport as he put together what was going on.
Roberto waited till he thought Kurt was actually awake. "'Morning, Kurt." He said gently, trying not to startle Kurt into teleporting reflexively.
"Morning," he murmured back as his body relaxed and he finished his stretch, flexing every muscle in his body without moving more than a few inches.
"Did you sleep well?" Roberto asked softly, as he watched Kurt work through his stretching without hardly moving routine. He never tired of watching the athletic blue form, especially up close like this.
"Better than in ages." He said quietly, almost an admission in tone. "You?"
"Very well." Roberto smiled warmly, only a very light hint of surprise in his voice.
"Good." Kurt replied, not really sure what else to say, or do. He didn't feel like moving, he knew that much, but he didn't really feel like being still either.
"This is a definite improvement in morning." Roberto grinned, still reluctant to touch after Kurt's request the night before.
"Yeah, it is." he murmured, lying fairly still against the other teen.
"Nice thing about the weekend, being able to lie in bed and not worry about being late." Roberto murmured quietly, before gently slipping his arms around Kurt to hold him gently. He figured that should be okay, it certainly seemed like the right thing to be doing and the relaxed reaction of the body he was snuggled with was a good indication Kurt didn't mind.
"I'm never late." He chuckled softly. "Even if I don't manage to get to the car before it pulls out."
"Some of us actually have to make it to the car." Roberto chuckled. "I'm pretty sure flying to school would break several rules, in addition to being a bad idea."
"Yeah, being seen wouldn't be good."
"No kidding." Roberto shook his head. "That was one rule I didn't have to learn here. My first use was such a disaster."
"I bet." Kurt murmured quietly at the unintentional reminder that even in this most basic of mutant stories he wasn't like the others.
"I'm just glad it happened during a match with a small school." He said quietly. "No media, so it never really spread outside that town." He sighed as the guilt from that loss of control hit him again. He wasn't sure it would ever go away.
"That probably saved your life."
"Probably, or at least saved me a lot of running." He sighed and then shook his head. "Fortunately, Mom knew the Professor from when they were both at some university."
"Which landed you here."
"Pretty much. Mom didn't think Dad could handle me being a mutant, and she was probably right." He chuckled. "She usually is. But it's all worked out great so far, especially lately." He added with a warm smile for Kurt.
"It doesn't seem like many parents can." He shrugged a bit. "Or many people."
"People tend to be afraid of what they don't understand." Roberto shrugged. "And it doesn't help that they're are jerks out there like the Brotherhood, that people should be afraid of."
"No, it doesn't." Kurt sighed softly and closed his eyes, soaking in the contact as he struggled with the conflict between staying where it felt good and his drive to move.
"But what's important is that we've got somewhere we do fit in." Roberto smiled, though a glance down warned him that his friend didn't particularly feel like he did right now.
"Yes," Kurt whispered, memories of his first day at school with the holoprojector racing through his head. Even after months, it was still a euphoric rush to not rate a second glance on his looks.
"Speaking of fitting in. Did you choose the image on your holoprojector?" Roberto asked with casual curiosity.
"Not really." Kurt said quietly, remembering back to the only time he'd seen the man smile and cringing inwardly that it had been about making him look like a girl. "The Professor designed it."
"He's got good taste then 'cause that image is seriously cute." He smiled. "Not as good as the real you, but still cute."
"Right," he murmured. There were moments in memory he hated the man's sense of humor, and even more so because Xavier could feel the fallout of it. He must have reacted much differently in that moment than he felt now.
"Well, I'd rather have the real you anyway." Roberto said softly, but quite serious. He wasn't sure what to make of the odd flicker of muscles any more than Kurt really knew what to make of the statement.
"Thanks." He finally settled on.
"You're welcome." He said gently. After what Kitty had said, he figured that reassurance probably didn't hurt. Of course, he was rapidly running out of things to say in bed. "So, any plans for today?" He asked, just looking for something to talk about.
"Avoiding Logan, mostly." He shrugged. "Try not to go stir crazy on light duty."
"Why avoiding Logan?" Roberto asked curiously.
"Cause I haven't been taking light duty seriously and he is." He shrugged. "Caught me in the gym last night."
"Like he should talk." Roberto shook his head. "He wouldn't be any better about light duty ... assuming he could actually be injured in some way that that would apply to."
"That does not excuse me from ignoring it." Kurt muttered softly, though there was a kind of amused fondness in his tone. "I was staying out of the danger room."
"No, but he should understand." Roberto chuckled lightly. "Let me guess, you were working just as hard in the gym as you would have in the danger room."
"Not anywhere close. I was just playing on the rings." he pouted. "It was still too hard.
"Well, the rings is pretty strenuous for someone whose chest just got patched up." He smirked. "But I know what you mean, I was getting out of bed when I shouldn't have after my leg was patched up. It's hard to rest, when you're used to being active."
"Ja," he grumbled. "It didn't hurt."
"But nobody listens, especially since they know that you'll ignore pain and keep on going." Roberto said understandingly. "It's like they're trying to make a point, by forcing you to slow down and take it easy."
"Good for them." Kurt shrugged and abruptly rolled out of bed and walked over to the wide window to look out at the sun drenched estate, too restless to stay in the warmth of the contact.
"Yeah, that's what I said too." Roberto chuckled, and got up to stand next to him. "Nice day out. Probably a good day to get some work done on that Biology project." He grumbled resignedly. "I will be so glad when the botany unit is done."
Kurt could only groan. "We could make short work of it together, though."
"That's true." Roberto smiled. "Only kill half as much of our day."
"That and together we can cheat and use out powers to speed things up," he grinned a bit more like himself. "As long as nobody sees us doing it."
"Exactly, and the woods here around the mansion should be a great place to find plants." Roberto grinned.
"They are," Kurt ducked his head slightly in a sort of embarrassed grin. "All sorts of interesting ones."
"Let's try to avoid finding poison ivy, at least by accident." Roberto grinned.
"And poison oak." He scratched an arm in memory. "Not fun. Especially with the fur.
"Ah, that one too. Though poison oak is more visible than poison ivy." Roberto nodded. "Once you know what to look for that is."
"Then lets grab breakfast and get it over with." Kurt cracking a playful grin and vanished with his customary puff of smoke.
Roberto chuckled and raced down to the kitchen to catch up with his fuzzy blue teammate.
The Sun's Night 3: Awkward Moments
PG-13 for M/M
Het Level is None Slash Level is Femslash Level is None Herm Level is None
15 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Finished
Written May 29, 2003 by Rauhnee Ranshanka and Todd McCall
Setting: X-Men: Evolution
Primary Races: Human, Mutant
Contents: Furry. Slash (M/M).
Pairings: Roberto 'Sunspot' DaCosta/Kurt 'Nightcrawler' Wagner
Blurb: Roberto works up the courage to talk to Kurt again and all does not go well for him.
Disclaimer: All things taken directly from the sources listed under 'Fandoms' belong to the owners of those shows. No harm is intended and we're definitely not making any money. Now, the things we created are ours, and if you see 'Non-FanFic' up there, it's probably all ours.
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