The Sun's Night 6:
by Fur and Fantasy
PG-13 for M/M
full contents and notes located at the bottom of the file
Rahne smiled knowingly at the pair when they made their separate ways into the kitchen for breakfast, catching Kitty's attention.
"For real?" She whispered to the wolf-girl.
"Kurt's not that good at getting it out of his fur yet." Rahne grinned and happily faded to the background to leave the potentially explosive detail-gathering mission to the bubbly teen.
"You smell good." Kitty was grinning from ear to ear, startling Kurt almost into teleporting away.
"Urrr, thanks." He looked at her sideways, not at all reassured by her grin.
"Morning, Kitty." Roberto smiled as he wandered over next Kurt.
"I hear it was a very good morning for you two." She quipped, making Kurt slip to the side away from her.
"Oh?" Roberto said with a deliberately clueless look. "And who did you hear that from?" He asked curiously, knowing that Kurt wouldn't have said anything.
"Someone with a sharp nose." She grinned at Kurt a bit more. "Apparently fur holds a scent."
"Does it really?" Roberto asked with a chuckle. "I suppose it's possible we had a good morning." He grinned as Kurt ducked a little further away from her with a decidedly wary look.
"How good?" She nearly purred and came close, right inside his space.
"A gentleman does not kiss and tell." Roberto said seriously. "Or anything else and tell either."
"You are no fun at all." Her grin didn't fade in the least but she relaxed back a bit to Kurt's obvious relief, though he still kept a bit of distance.
"Perhaps not." Roberto smiled. "I prefer respecting the other person, over providing entertainment." He shrugged.
"Way too serious too," she affected a pout before the grin was back and they found their seats for the meal.
"Only sometimes." Roberto chuckled and sat down, Kurt choosing to sit next to him, though he remained quiet and wary of the girls.
Roberto lay down on his bed after his last danger room session to write back to his brother. As usual he was overdue, mostly because he wasn't sure how to answer some of his brother's question. As usual he wrote the letter in Portuguese, just because it was more comfortable that way.
Well, tryouts were today and if I don't make varsity I think there's some payoffs involved. Okay, yeah they've got some decent players but it's just not the same level of competition I'm used to. Bayville is a small suburban district in upstate New York, which means the real sports interests are American football, wrestling and baseball. Soccer is a definite fourth, or maybe fifth after basketball as well.
Yeah, I made a move with Kurt but don't ask me if we're dating or not 'cause I'm not sure. We've made out, but still he's got a really strange concept of relationships. Seems all relationships lead to children as far as he's concerned, and he's really not interested in those. He has his reasons for that, but I still wish there was some way to open up his definition of relationship. Still we spend a fair number of nights together, and sometimes a little more but nothing really serious. If he were anybody else I probably would've given up by now, but I like him too much for that.
I'll work on getting a picture of him, though it may take some doing since he's sensitive about his appearance. I know that sounds strange but it's easier to show than tell, maybe if you can get out here on break some time I can introduce you. I'm sure Mom would pay for the plane ticket, and I could probably get permission for you to use one of the unassigned rooms. I mean, it's not like you don't know what the real deal about the Institute is.
"What are you writing?" Kurt asked from the wall above the head of the bed, watching Roberto write from upside down.
"Letter to my brother." Roberto smiled as he looked up to see Kurt there. "I'm a bit overdue. Won't be much longer, I was just about done."
"No rush," the blue mutant said easily, though there was a real note of wistfulness in his voice as he watched the pen move on paper in a language he didn't even begin to understand.
"That's okay." He smiled. "You're in the letter." He grinned.
Funny thing is I'm writing this while Kurt sitting on the headboard watching. Of course, his native language is German with English as a second language so the Portuguese probably looks like gibberish.
"I am?" He perked up instantly, his intent on the strange letter combinations as he did a graceful backflip and landed on the bed to snuggle up and continued to watch over Roberto's shoulder.
"Of course, my brother was interested in knowing how I was getting along here." Roberto smiled. "That invariably leads to questions about if I'm seeing anyone and who. He always asks about cute girls, and I threw in the cute guys." He turned to grin at Kurt, who ducked his head a bit.
The really weird thing is, that if I wasn't so hung up on him, he'd make a great little brother, despite being about the same age. He's good company, no matter what we're doing.
"He's really okay with it?"
"He was really surprised when I first told him, but yeah he's okay with it." Roberto smiled. "He's pretty cool that way, same way he was okay with me being a mutant. I'm hoping he'll be able to come and visit on one of his university breaks."
Could you find out if Mom's expecting to be in the United States anytime soon? I'd like to introduce her to Kurt as well. I think it's important that he know that my family is okay with me seeing him. And try to get me an address and number for Mom if you could, I think I lost mine in moving.
"Older brother than?" He continued to look at the words, wishing he knew what they said.
"Yep." Roberto grinned. "Three years. He's in his first year of university. He's the one who taught me to play soccer, even if I am much better at it." He chuckled.
"Too bad it's not that respected a sport here." He said quietly and relaxed on the bed, his tail making a lazy pattern on Roberto's leg.
"Still about number five behind American football, baseball, basketball and wrestling, at least at the high school level." He nodded. "But still, universities do look for star players." He smiled. "Sadly, there is no real professional option in the United States." He added quietly, smiling as he enjoyed the feel of Kurt's tail on his leg.
In retrospect, I'm kind of glad I wrote this in Portuguese. While I'm sure Kurt's aware that we see relationships differently, I'd rather not have him know how much the automatic connection between relationship and kids bugs me.
"You're planning to leave?" Yellow eyes shot up, a mixture of surprise, confusion and uncertainty in them.
"I'm not sure now." Roberto admitted. "I'd always planned to play soccer professionally, but now things have changed and I'm not sure. I'm also not sure how university will work, with the Institute and all." He admitted. "And there are other reasons to want to stay." He added softly, with a warm smile for the other teen.
Kurt could only nod, the statement clearly giving him a lot to chew on.
Well, it's getting late and I've got morning workout so I'll close here. Write me back, and remember what I said about visiting.
He finished with a fancy flair on his signature, which went well with the fairly precise, neat handwriting. He carefully folded the letter into thirds, and then got up to find an envelope and his address book. "I meant to do this earlier, but I forgot I had an endurance run in the danger room tonight." He said, stretching his back once he'd addressed and sealed the letter.
"Oh, man, those are so not fun." Kurt made a face.
"No kidding." Roberto grimaced as he lay back down on the bed. "Some days I think Logan forgets that we don't all have his stamina." He said with strangely amused grin.
"What's funny about it? Those are killer."
"Funny in a sort of warped way." Roberto shook his head. "Of course, they think that as I get better with my control, my endurance should increase rather noticeably. I guess some of the absorbed energy is going into stamina as well as strength." He shook his head. "That just encourages Logan to push me, of course."
"Logan enjoying pushing." Kurt chuckled a bit. "It's his thing."
"I'm used to it." Roberto chuckled. "He's really no worse than my soccer coach back home. Kind of reminds me of him, excluding the concealed weapons, since as far as I know all my soccer coach ever carried was a pistol."
"It can be hard to tell." He said quietly and let his eyes drift closed. "Most look normal after all."
"True enough." Roberto nodded and pulled Kurt close in his arms, not at all happy about the tension in the lean body. "But given the look he gave me, I don't think so."
"Probably," he murmured, his eyes closed and trying to let the flash of guilty jealousy pass.
"I can't decide whether he was more horrified or disappointed." Roberto said quietly. "Is something wrong Kurt?" He asked gently, noticing the tension.
"Nothing new." He said quietly.
"Sorry." Roberto said, as he let go. "Holding you is just what comes to mind when you're this close."
"Hu?" Kurt's eyes shot up even as his startled body tried to adjust for the sudden lack of contact. "Not that." He shook his head and settled against him. "Just jealous sometimes of how you can all blend in out there."
"Sorry, got confused." He smiled and put his arms back around Kurt and pulled him close. "Yeah, I forget about that sometimes. It's natural to be jealous of what you want, but can't have." He said understandingly. "You handle it well, all things considered."
"I have to, or I'll end up like them."
"That's a strength of character not everyone has." Roberto said with a gentle smile. "It's something to be proud of."
The sound Kurt made was somewhere between shrug and acceptance as he closed his eyes again.
Roberto nodded, and closed his eyes as his body began to really feel the effects of the endurance session. As usual, falling asleep was easier with Kurt in his arms.
The Sun's Night 6: Writing Home
PG-13 for M/M
Het Level is None Slash Level is Femslash Level is None Herm Level is None
12 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Finished
Written June 3, 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 writes home again, as Kurt watches.
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