One More Kiss For The Road

Warning: OC alert, but don’t worry too much as he’s only there to progress the plot and there’s a bit of trouble on the horizon.


Enjoy.


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Chapter 9

Kurt had in fact changed his hologram the night before, so as he got ready in the morning, the hologram showed all his features as they truly were. Well, as they would be if he looked like a normal human. His new haircut and piercings were also on display. He’d woken up early so he could use the shower before anyone else got up. He’d had to make do with a strip wash the night before, afraid of waking anyone up with the noise from a shower. He was now almost poking his own eye out as he tried to apply the eyeliner the way Rogue had the day before.

He slammed the pencil on the counter as he roughly scrubbed off the mess he had made of his eye with a damp cloth. What the hell had possessed him to try doing this? He shook his head before making his way to Rogue and Kitty’s room. He knocked quietly on the door, still aware of the slightly early hour. He knew Rogue would be up, but Kitty would still be asleep and he didn’t want to disturb her. He waited patiently as he heard shuffling noises from inside before the door opened to reveal an already fully dressed Rogue and a softly snoring Kitty proving him right.

“Hey Kurt, what yah doin’ up? Yer usually one of the late sleepers but y’ve been getting’ up early an awful lot lately.” Rogue smiled, speaking quietly.

“I’ve had a lot of extra vork on lately. Can you help me vith mein eyes? I can’t get zhe hang of using zhis stuff.” Kurt whispered, holding out the eyeliner pencil. Rogue nodded and came out the room taking the pencil from Kurt’s hand and shutting the door quietly behind her.

“Sure, come on, we’ll do it in yer room. Her highness gets real bitchy when she’s woken too early.” Rogue scoffed, leading him down the hall. She and Kitty actually got on ok for the most part but the room arrangements were a constant source of disagreement between the two. They were just too different. Kurt followed Rogue into his room and sat in the chair she motioned him into.

“Ok, hold still and keep yah eyes lookin’ up.” Rogue instructed leaning over and quickly accomplishing what Kurt had spent the last 10 minutes messing up.

“Now look down.” Rogue added a little to Kurt’s upper lids before gently smudging the line.

“Ok, all done.” Rogue said proudly. Kurt smiled as he absentmindedly flicked his hologram back on, Rogue’s face fell.

“Damn we forgot about tha hologram. It doesn’t show tha eyeliner.” Rogue exclaimed. Kurt turned to look in the mirror. Damn, it really didn’t. He’d forgotten about that. He’d have to fiddle with it again to fix that.

“Don’t vorry I can fix zhe hologram to show eyeliner. It vill just take me a few minutes. I should have thought of doing zhat first, really.” Kurt assured Rogue who nodded her head before looking him up and down. He was still in his usual t-shirt and baggy knee length shorts that he wore to bed.

“Yah change’t yer hologram more. It really does look like yah now. Wait till people at school see. They’re gonna wonder who yah are.” Rogue laughed good naturedly. Kurt laughed with her.

“Ja, I thought whilst I vas changing it to reflect mein new look I would make it actually look like me too. Zhat way if anyvun noticed I could just say it vas your makeover zhat makes me look so different.” Kurt explained, Rogue nodded her head in understanding.

“That’s a good idea. So what were you plannin’ ta wear today?” Rogue asked eagerly. Kurt rubbed the back of his neck. He hadn’t actually had anything picked out.

“Um, I don’t know. I haven’t really thought about zhat yet.” Kurt admitted. Rogue’s eyes lit up and Kurt knew he was going to end up being dressed by Rogue again today.

“Oh, ah’ll help yah. I know just what yah should wear to really blow people’s minds.” Rogue said, not even waiting for Kurt’s reply as she began to root through Kurt’s new clothes, which were already hanging up in his wardrobe. She threw a few items of clothing to him, along with a heavily studded black leather belt that had delicate chains hanging on it.

“There y’are. Those’ll look good, get dressed. Ah’m gonna go get some breakfast, see yah in a bit.” Rogue said as she strolled out the door leaving Kurt to get changed.

Kurt shook his head in amusement as he pulled on the clothes Rogue had picked out. Not everything they bought had been heavy Goth gear. The outfit she had chose for today was actually one of the tamer ones. A pair of very tightly fitting low slung faded pale blue jeans with rips and tears artistically placed all over them. He threaded the thick belt through one loop on his jeans, allowing it to sit on his hips at an angle the way Rogue had showed him to do it, the chains swaying as he moved.

He pulled on the black shirt with the thin silver stripes and did up the buttons. He kinda liked this shirt but didn’t think it was all that Goth like and so had been surprised when Rogue picked it. He flipped the cuffs back as he had been instructed. They were meant to be exposing his forearms. He was going to have to be careful about anyone getting too close to feel that.

He added his variety of bracelets and bangles along with his fang necklace. He looked in the mirror and smiled. He looked good. The tight jeans had caused him a moment’s difficulty as he usually let his tail wrap around his waist and there just wasn’t room for him to do that. He’d neatly solved the problem by lying his tail flat and tucking it up and under his body. There was just enough room to let it lie along his thigh before curling around his calf.

He shifted about a bit, yes it was comfortable enough. He sat gingerly on the bed but the position on his tail was still comfortable even if it did create a slightly noticeable bulge on the inside of his thigh, running downwards. He decided it wasn’t too obvious and set about fixing his watch to show him wearing eyeliner.

Pietro was bored. He was standing with the rest of the Brotherhood. They had actually arrived pretty early today, thanks to Pietro, who had also persuaded them to stand close to the entrance where they could observe people arriving. Pietro smirked to himself. He was the only one who knew the real reason they were here this early was so he could watch Kurt and people’s reactions to him as he came in.

“Oh my god, would you look at him?” Lance exclaimed in surprise.

“Yo, is that the fuzz ball? What the hell happened?” Toad added with his own surprised tone. Pietro’s head shot up, eyes immediately seeking Kurt out. He saw him walking up to the school amidst the other Institute kids, chatting happily. Pietro let his eyes burn over Kurt’s form hungrily, taking in Kurt’s outfit, the tight jeans giving him a great view of Kurt’s ass as he spun around obviously goofing off, the tears giving him tantalising glimpses of Kurt’s holographic human skin, the chains on his belt swaying hypnotically with Kurt’s movements. The piercings that could be seen with the messy long black hair giving him a subtly sexy dangerous kind of a look and the black and silver shirt clung tightly to Kurt’s sculpted body in a way that both delighted and annoyed as he became aware of all the other people giving Kurt assessing looks. Shit, he’d been right!

He quickly scanned the crowd. He found the hot looks many of the girls were giving Kurt didn’t bother him in the least, in fact he actually found it kinda amusing, seeing all those girls wanting Kurt and knowing that he was the only one that got to have him, but he felt a slight tingle of jealously at the hungry looks a couple of guys sent Kurt’s way. Kurt, as Pietro had predicted, was completely oblivious to all these looks.

He smiled softly as he watched Kurt, resisting the urge to shake his head, aware he was still standing with the Brotherhood as he tried to discreetly observe Kurt, who was dancing around chattering in his usual happy manner. The dark haired boy looked up as they drew closer spotting Pietro and catching his eye. Pietro winked imperceptibly and Kurt sent back a small meaningful smile, careful to not let the others see as they walked up towards the entrance where the Brotherhood was standing, Kurt still holding his eye as they passed by through the schools doors.

“What the hell was that, yo?” Toad exclaimed. Pietro’s smile dropped from his face. Shit, had Toad noticed the way Kurt had been looking at him or the way he’d been smiling?

“I mean that was the Nightcrawler, right? Did he always look like that or am I going crazy, yo?” Pietro breathed out a soft sigh of relief. Toad hadn’t noticed anything, he was just commenting on the fact Kurt’s hologram had changed with his look. He listened to the other boys discuss the differences in Kurt.

“I guess, maybe he already looked like that. I dunno, what do you think Pietro?” Lance asked, rubbing his chin in thought. Pietro cocked an eyebrow.

“No, the holograms changed a bit. It looks more like him now. He probably just took the opportunity of changing it caused by his makeover. Anyway why are we even talking about this? Haven’t we got better things to talk about than Kurt’s latest fashion choices?” Pietro said scathingly, the other boys shuffled a little as they realised how girlish they had been acting, talking about makeovers and clothes. Pietro smirked as Lance coughed deeply before launching into a more manly topic.

The rest of the week went on in the same manner, every morning Pietro would discreetly cajole the other boys into turning up early and hanging out by the schools entrance so he could watch Kurt’s arrival and appreciate the outfit Rogue had helped him pick out that day, some of her choices actually left him panting Kurt looked so good.

Pietro spent the days at school caught between sneaking off to meet Kurt and being irritated and jealous as his predictions turned out to be all too true as guys and girls alike that Kurt had never even spoken two words to before were now going out of their way to catch Kurt in conversation, trying to capture Kurt’s interest. Kurt was, as always, clueless, not even noticing the flirting and small touches people kept lavishing on him. When Pietro teased him about it, he genuinely thought that people were just reacting with surprise at his new look, never noticing the hints that people dropped all over the place or realising the attention they gave him was because they were attracted to him. The more insistent ones made him blush and stammer as he slowly clued in and tried to politely let them down.

Pietro couldn’t understand how someone as sensual as Kurt could be so blind to other people’s desire. And Kurt was sensual, their exploration of each other’s bodies the Saturday before last having truly broken the damn as they continued to explore, becoming more and more familiar with each other’s sensitive areas and responses. Pietro dreamily remembered the evening after Kurt had revealed his new look in school.

The other Brotherhood boys had decided to go to a movie. He had of course opted out and immediately rang Kurt to invite him over for a couple of hours. He still had the teeth marks in his forearm from where he had bit himself, breaking the skin to muffle his screams as Kurt had given him his first blowjob since Kurt’s tongue had been pierced. The slight vibrations and feel of smooth metal added a whole new layer of sensation to Kurt’s already body shattering skills in that department.

It probably wouldn’t be that long before they lost control of themselves and actually screwed, the last week in particular having done so much in opening up Kurt’s sexual side. He was standing taller and was capable of saying things that were guaranteed to make Pietro rock hard in seconds and drag him off to their closet or Forge’s lab during school hours to satiate themselves.

It was Monday morning now, nearly a week since Kurt’s makeover. Pietro was as usual now, standing with his friends waiting for the appearance of Kurt. He let his mind drift at his team’s inane prattle. His eyes glazed over, remembering the steamy goodnight kiss Kurt had given him the night before. Kurt, with Pietro’s prompting, had taken to the habit of porting into Pietro’s room after everyone was asleep for an hour or so to say goodnight every evening that they weren’t able to spend together.

Pietro’s eyes snapped up as Kurt and the others approached, lustfully taking in today’s outfit. Damn, Kurt was wearing those damn tight pale jeans with the tears in them again. Pietro had a feeling Kurt was wearing them on purpose, knowing how hot those jeans got him. He’d admitted last night how well they showed off Kurt’s muscular biteable ass, the tantalising feel of Kurt’s furry legs through the rips drove him nuts. Today he’d teamed the sinful jeans with the thick silver chain link belt, the excess chain swaying down his hip as he walked and a tight long sleeved black muscle t-shirt with the legend ‘100% Wicked’ in white lettering on the front and black and white striped sleeves that showed off every sinuous muscle.

Pietro frowned slightly as he noticed the black leather studded fingerless gloves on Kurt’s hands. he wondered how Kurt and Rogue had accomplished that with Kurt’s unusual hands. He shrugged. Maybe Kurt wasn’t even wearing gloves and had just programmed the hologram to make it look like he was. Pietro gave Kurt a sizzling look as their eyes met on the way in, letting Kurt know how much he appreciated the outfit. Kurt gave him a saucy wink before disappearing inside the school’s main doors.

Pietro didn’t get a chance to see Kurt again properly till lunch, although they had sent each other text messages throughout the day. Pietro had once again teased Kurt about all the looks and attention he’d been getting off people. Kurt had, as usual, laughed that off, saying they were probably just amazed about his change to Goth and the piercings. Pietro had shaken his head, chuckling at Kurt’s naiveté. He was now sat in the cafeteria with Toad and Freddie, discreetly watching Kurt with the other X-Men. He frowned as he watched Rogue walk over with some Goth boy in the year above them who promptly sat down next to Kurt as space was made for him and Rogue.

Pietro could tell by the occasional look that Rogue was giving the boy that she was interested in him. He felt a little sorry for her really, even if the guy had liked her back, it wasn’t like she could ever even touch him. Any pity for Rogue was immediately wiped from his mind as he watched the hungry looks the older boy was giving Kurt as he tried to engage him in conversation. Kurt, as always, was oblivious, eating his food and talking happily, not noticing the hot looks or occasional fleeting touches the older boy was giving him.

Pietro could feel his stomach churn jealously. He wanted to walk over there and tell the asshole to keep his paws off but he couldn’t do a damn thing. He watched seething as the guy stood up to grab something from the other side of the table. When he sat back in an obviously choreographed move, he had arranged himself so he was much closer to Kurt than before. Pietro could see their thighs and hips connecting under the table. He had sat so close their shoulders were brushing with every movement.

By the slight frown on Kurt’s face, Pietro could tell that Kurt was starting to clue into what was going on and was becoming uncomfortable, blushing slightly as he tried to shift away, only to find that he was packed in too tightly by Kitty on the other side of him. The older Goth boy gave Kurt a predatory look that no-one else on Kurt’s table seemed to be noticing as they continued on talking and laughing as they ate their food.

Pietro had to do something, but what? He couldn’t go over there, people would begin to suspect something. He saw Lance walking over towards him and the other members of the Brotherhood and Pietro was struck with a brilliantly wicked idea. Lance was totally into Kitty and was fiercely protective of her and Kitty was sitting right beside Kurt. From the right angle it would almost look like the Goth guy who was leaning into Kurt’s personal space was actually leaning over to flirt with Kitty, or at least that’s what he was going to tell Lance.

“Hey Lance, you’re just in time to see your pretty Kitty get snapped up by a hound.” Pietro said as obnoxiously as he could. He needed to get Lance riled up and fast. He watched as Lance’s head snapped around to look at the X-Men’s table.

“What!!!” Lance nearly shouted, slamming his tray on the table, the vein on his temple already starting to throb. Pietro smiled inwardly his plan going perfectly so far.

“Oh yeah, some Goth friend of Rogue’s has been putting the moves on your girl, pretty heavy too. If the crawler wasn’t sitting in the way, he’d have been feeling her up by now.” Pietro announced blithely examining his nails. He watched as Lance’s face turned red, time to hammer the last nail in the coffin.

“But hey, maybe you’re not interested in her anymore. I mean, she does seem pretty keen. I think she might really be into the guy.” bingo, Pietro thought as he could almost see Lance blowing his metaphorical top. The brunette boy strode angrily across the cafeteria to the X-Men table. And not before fucking time too! Pietro thought, quivering with anger as he saw Kurt’s eyes widen impossibly large as that bastard actually had the gall to place his hand on Kurt’s upper thigh, sliding it inwards. Kurt looked as if he was going to have a panic attack.

The Goth boy’s molestation of Kurt was thankfully cut short as the guy was yanked forcibly out of his seat by Lance on the warpath. Lance didn’t listen to the boys protestations of innocence where Kitty was concerned, instead dragging him outside to settle things. Kitty and the rest of the X-Men, except Kurt, leapt to their feet to stop Lance pounding on the supposedly innocent guy.

Kurt hadn’t followed, he had just slumped over in relief his forehead resting on the table. He lifted his head and Pietro caught his eye. Pietro whipped out his cell phone and sent Kurt a text comprising of one word: ‘closet’. After a few seconds he saw Kurt pull his phone out reading what Pietro had sent. Kurt looked back up catching his eye and nodding his understanding as he pushed aside the remains of his lunch and left the room.

Pietro followed Kurt’s example but left by a different exit. When he was sure nobody was watching him, he shifted into super speed and raced to the closet shutting the door behind him and turning on the light. The room was empty. He tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Kurt. He was rewarded when Kurt arrived with a bamf and he immediately pulled the black haired boy into his arms.

“Danke for sending Lance over. I know you must have seen vhat vas happening. I didn’t know vhat zhe hell I vas gonna do.” Kurt sighed into Pietro’s neck. Pietro pulled back so he could see Kurt’s face.

“It’s no problem. I had to do something. I hated seeing that son of a bitch pawing you.” Pietro said, looking at Kurt meaningfully, still seething slightly at the memory of where the other boy’s hand had wandered. Kurt blushed as he realised exactly how much Pietro had seen.

“I can’t believe he did zhat. I mean, did I look even zhe slightest bit interested?” Kurt said, shaking his head wonderingly at what had just happened. Ok, it had taken him a while to realise the guy was flirting with him, he hadn’t noticed till the guy had sat back down and he’d realised how close their bodies were pressed together. He’d tried to shuffle away but he had been trapped. The guys brief discreet touches had made him extremely uncomfortable. The older boy was good looking and all, but he wasn’t interested, he had Pietro! It had been all he could do not to announce right there that he already had a boyfriend and to back off.

He’d nearly jumped out of his seat when the guy had caressed his thigh, he’d watched as the guys eyes lit up as he slipped his hand further inwards, feeling his tail. It would almost have been funny as the delight in the guys eyes made it obvious that he thought Kurt’s thick tail was a completely different part of his anatomy, one that strangers had no business touching. He’d been seconds away from fleeing in panic when Lance had walked over, hauling the guy off, hurling accusations about Kitty and distracting everybody. He’d nearly collapsed with relief. When he’d looked over and seen Pietro’s self satisfied expression, he’d quickly connected the dots and realised that Pietro had observed his problem and had somehow tricked Lance into coming over to deal with it.

“No, actually, you looked kinda terrified.” Pietro laughed, the indignant outrage in Kurt’s voice helping to soothe his ruffled feathers.

“I VAS terrified!!! Vhere does he get off touching up innocent people. He couldn’t have known I vas gay. For all he knew he could have been groping a perfectly heterosexual guy. I could have been traumatized. I hope Lance beats zhe hell out of him.” Kurt muttered bitterly as he realised just how inappropriate the older boys actions had been. He gave Pietro a vicious glance as the white haired boy started laughing heartily.

“Doesn’t zhis bother you at all? I’m YOUR boyfriend and I just got felt up by someone else.” Kurt said, cocking his eyebrow incredulously at Pietro. Pietro pulled his laughter back, it wasn’t funny and he had been furious but Kurt was just so naive sometimes and his blustering had caught Pietro as funny. He shook his head, trying to control himself.

“Yes it bothers me. Hell, when it was happening I was livid. I was this close to leaping at the guy and beating the crap out of him myself but I couldn’t and I hate that I couldn’t just walk over and let him know just who you belong to.” Pietro said, more serious now that his laughter had subsided. Kurt sighed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply zhat you didn’t care. I was just so shocked is all and I vasn’t expecting you to be able to just laugh about it.” Kurt apologized, knowing that he had been acting a bit pissy. Pietro smiled at him, letting him know no offence had been taken.

“It’s ok, I get it and trust me I wasn’t laughing at the time. You’ve got to improve your instincts though. You’re a good looking guy and you don’t seem to realise just how good. Maybe now you’ll believe me when I tell you people are checking you out.” Pietro said, gently placing his fingers under Kurt’s chin, raising his ducked head back up and looking into his eyes, appreciating the slight blush that had appeared across Kurt cheekbones.

“I just didn’t imagine zhat anyvun could be so forward.” Kurt mumbled embarrassed at Pietro’s praise and his own naiveté. He could have gotten out of that situation a lot earlier if he had just recognised the signs. Pietro smiled as he pulled Kurt into a deep kiss, holding the dark haired boy close. After a few minutes of exploring each other’s mouths they broke apart panting.

“You had better go. Lunch is almost over and the X-Men will be wondering where you went.” Pietro said, resting his forehead against Kurt’s.

“Ja, ok. I’m sorry about all zhis. I’ll be more wary in future, I can promise you zhat.” Kurt chuckled.

“It’s not your fault. Besides, you were right. That dickhead had no right to touch you like that, I mean, some stuff is just not acceptable behaviour, especially from a stranger. I feel kinda sorry for Rogue though. I think she liked him.” Pietro said, feeling his earlier sentiments regarding Rogue’s problems return.

“Ja, I thought she did too. Do you think I should say somezhing to her? Maybe I could break it to her gently before she gets too keen.” Kurt asked, his browns furrowed as he considered what he should do. Pietro chewed his lip thinking.

“No you should probably keep quiet about it. Nobody but me noticed anything and she could think you were lying and if Lance really did give him a beating then her sympathy is already gonna be with him. Let her find out on her own. If they really are friends it might not take her too long to notice or maybe he’ll tell her himself.” Pietro reasoned. Kurt nodded.

“Ok, vell I’m going to go. I had better find zhe others.” Pietro nodded, giving Kurt a smirk and a quick forceful kiss before he could leave.

“Ok, I’ll see you in class. Later, Blue.” Pietro announced, giving him one last peck before speeding out the door. Kurt smiled to himself and let his senses out to find the others. He spotted Rogue outside in a deserted area. He concentrated and ported to her.

Rogue jumped back in surprise as Kurt appeared in front of her with a loud bamf before she flung herself at him, hugging him tightly much to Kurt’s surprise.

“Oh mah god, ah’m so sorry Kurt. Ah didn’t know he was like that. Ah don’t blame you for takin’ off nor do the others.” Rogue apologised frantically. Kurt’s mind raced. What was going on? How much did Rogue know? Had she noticed what the guy had done? But then why hadn’t she said anything earlier?

“Um, its ok, Rogue. Vhat happened vhen I left?” Kurt asked, carefully trying to get as much information as he could without giving anything away. Rogue ducked her head, blushing slightly.

“Well yah know how Lance dragg’t Adam outside? He was yellin’ some nonsense about him movin’ in on Kitty. We were tryin’ tah stop him when Adam announce’t that he hadn’t done a thin’ tah Kitty as he’d been too busy tryin’ tah score with YOU! Lance dropp’t him like a sack a potatoes and call’t him a liar and Adam shouted about he was tellin’ the truth and how he had been doin’ pretty well too till Lance butted in and he made a comment about you not stoppin’ him as he touched your, um, y’know, thin’.” Rogue said, blushing bright red now. Kurt could feel his own blush heating his cheeks.

“Ah really am sorry Kurt. Ah didn’t even know he was gay or that he’d start molestin’ yah. Why didn’t yah say somethin’? Ah would have told him tah back off.” Rogue said pleadingly. Kurt was mortified. That arschloch (translation: asshole) had said that in front of everyone? Shit, now everyone was going to think, hell, he didn’t even know what they were gonna think.

“It’s ok, Rogue, it vasn’t your fault. You veren't to know. Ja, I didn’t say anyzhing because I didn’t realise vhat vas going on at first and vhen he touched me I was too shocked to speak and zhen Lance came over. I have to admit I have never been so glad to see Lance before in mein life and don’t vorry too much. Adam didn’t even touch vhat he thinks he did. It vasn’t mein, er, zhing he felt, it vas just mein tail.” Kurt said, feeling it best to stick as close to the truth as possible. Rogue sighed in relief, her lips quirking slightly at the bit about Kurt’s tail.

“That makes sense. Yah must have been pretty shock’t and it all did happen kinda fast. Ah really am sorry, Kurt.” Rogue said, apologizing yet again, Kurt smiled wickedly.

“Not zhat sorry, though. I saw you smirking because he only got mein tail.” Kurt teased. Rogue snorted out a laugh.

“Ok, maybe that bit was kinda funny. He’d be so disappointed if he knew. Ah’m glad you’re not too upset though.” Rogue admitted grudgingly. Kurt smiled widely.

“Nein, I am fine, I am over it. So what happened next?” Kurt asked curiously. Rogue had gone on to tell him how Lance had backed off in surprise and Evan and Scott had started yelling at Adam, telling him how Kurt wasn’t gay and he had no right to go around molesting people who were too innocent or polite to tell him to back off, how he had probably scared the crap out of their friend.

“Evan got really into it. He call’t Adam, well, he call’t Adam some really not politically correct thin’s. He kinda took it too far, which made us look like the bad guys. Adam called us all homophobic assholes and stalked off. Scott and Jean took Evan away, probably to lecture him about his language and how he shouldn’t take thin’s too far.” Rogue said shaking her head. She didn’t like being labelled like that. Evan had been way out of line with some of the things he had said, but at the same time Adam had been out of line with what he’d done to Kurt. She had actually held a small torch for Adam but today’s events had neatly taken care of that. She was just glad that Kurt didn’t seem to be too upset. She was pulled out of her thoughts as she heard the bell signalling the end of lunch.

“Come on Kurt, we’d better get tah class. If ah see the others ah’ll let them know you’re ok.” Rogue promised, steering Kurt back into the main building.

Kurt was lost in his thoughts. Rogue’s words about Evan going too far with his insults had reminded him of the story Pietro had told him about when he and Evan were still friends and how Evan had tortured some poor kid just because he was gay. He hadn’t wanted to believe it. Evan was his friend but he knew Pietro wouldn’t lie to him, especially not about something like that. He just hadn’t been able to picture Evan that way. He felt a sick feeling crawling up the inside of his stomach. He was suddenly immensely glad that he hadn’t stuck around for the floorshow.

Pietro was sitting at his desk, anxiously tapping his foot, waiting for Kurt to arrive. He was worried about him. He’d overheard Evan in the corridor telling some of the younger Institute kids how some gay freak had molested Kurt. They had obviously found out at least some of what had happened. His words had been extremely derogatory but their fire didn’t seem to be aimed at Kurt so Pietro was reasonably sure that Kurt hadn’t been found out.

He watched as Kurt came through the door, head down and walking quickly to his seat. He caught Kurt’s eye giving him a concerned glance. Kurt shook his head slightly and returned it with a reassuring one. Pietro relaxed a little into his chair, trying to concentrate on the teacher as the lesson began.

Kurt was studiously listening to the teacher. He’d seen Pietro’s worried look when he entered and had tried to convey with a glance that he was fine. He started slightly when a folded piece of paper landed on his desk and he opened it up, knowing Pietro had tossed it over.

#Hey are you ok? What’s happened? I heard Evan talking in the hall. How does he know what that guy did?# Kurt scribbled a reply, waiting for the teacher to turn away before passing the paper back to Pietro. Pietro opened the sheet of paper to see Kurt’s reply.

#I’m fine but that asshole Adam told the others what he did to stop Lance from beating him up over Kitty. They all know that he thinks that he managed to cop a feel of my dick. Thank god it was only my tail. I already told Rogue. She said she’d tell the others if she saw them first.# Pietro clutched the note tightly. That jackass! As if it wasn’t bad enough that he’d felt Kurt up in the first place, he then had to go and tell everyone about it. He wrote something else on the note before passing it back to Kurt. Kurt discreetly unfolded the paper and looked at what Pietro had written.

#That bastard I hope your teammates beat the hell out of him.# Kurt smiled to himself. He’d half wished the same thing when he had first heard. He quickly wrote a reply, tossing it back to Pietro. Pietro opened the paper, keeping his eyes on the teacher. It wouldn’t do to be caught and have this conversation read out to the whole class.

#No they just shouted at him a lot and apparently Evan went over the line with his insults. I’m a little scared. I remember what you told me and if he’s as anti-gay as you say then he’s not going to let this rest. He’s been my friend for a while now and I know he used to be your friend too. I just find it so hard to picture him that way and I don’t know how I’m going to handle it if I have to listen to him saying abusive things and knowing he could just as easily be saying them about you or me.# Pietro gritted his jaw as he read. It wasn’t fair. Kurt shouldn’t have to have worries like this on his shoulders. He shouldn’t have to put up with Evans homophobic ranting but Evan was like a dog with a bone, especially over this sort of thing. There was no way Kurt was going to escape without having to listen to at least some of it.

He chewed his lip thoughtfully as he composed his response, passing the paper over when he was done. Kurt opened the paper carefully. They were going to have to make sure they disposed of it properly once they were done. If someone found it, it would be damning. He glanced down to read Pietro’s words.

#I’m sorry I wish I weren’t right but you’re going to have to listen to some of it. Try and stay strong. Txt me later and let me know how you are. Do you think you can sneak out tonight to meet me?# Kurt thought carefully. If he told the others he needed some privacy, they would think that he was just understandably upset over what had happened and just needed some alone time. He thought he could get away with a few hours at least. He wrote quickly before passing the paper back to Pietro. Pietro opened the sheet quickly scanning Kurt’s words.

#Yes I think I can get away. I’ll just tell them I’m a little freaked by what happened and I want some time to myself. I’ll call you later to arrange the details.# Pietro smiled lightly. At least he was going to be able to spend some time with Kurt tonight away from prying eyes and ears. Whatever else happened, at least he had that, he thought, nodding his understanding to Kurt and carefully stowing the piece of paper in his bag to be properly disposed of later. The two boys turned their attention back to the teacher for the remainder of the class, discreetly saying goodbye to each other as people filed out of the room, both heading out to go to their respective homes.

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Sorry to cut it off there but the chapter would have been really long if I didn’t so the next chapter should be up soon and it will be a nice long one.

There’s also some angst coming up oh no, don’t worry I’m not the best at writing angst so there shouldn’t be too much of it.

If you like please review, it inspires me and makes me feel all snuggly inside :D