Ich Liebe Dich

Disclaimer: don't recognize the name ... ITS MINE!!!!!!!
Rogue slowly and groggily made her way to the kitchen.... she couldn't believe she was up at three in the mourning. But she wasn't surprised.... she'd had so much going on it the past month her mind felt as if it would explode. After nearly a year of trying, they had discovered a way for her to control her powers. She was excited, it was just... she had gotten so used to not being capable of the touch... she was frightened of what might happen. Needless to say this had caused some problems in her relationship with Bobby. He simply couldn't understand her fear and got unbearably pissed and violent when she would refuse him. She wanted out... but didn't know how to tell him.... it wasn't just his temper. She had her eyes set on someone else.
She didn't know what it was about the man. He wasn't tremendously attractive, but he wasn't ugly either, he was just... Him. His mysterious aura intrigued her, his agility excited her and his eyes... GODS his eyes. That sweet honey yellow seemed so warm and inviting. During class or at dinner when she would see him, she found herself thinking about being with him... not always in a sexual way. Sometimes it was merely holding his hand and walking with him through the gardens, or just letting him hold her in the den. The times her mind did wander she found herself having to leave class because she couldn't handle the pain of her excitement. In bed she let her hands wander over herself, squeezing and kissing her breast, rub her labia, roll her clit between her fingers, and plunge her finger as deep into her core as they will go. But... these thoughts were too unrealistic. He was untouchable, a priest. She cursed herself for even thinking of him that way.
She squinted her eyes, trying to see in the dark. Rogue didn't know if anyone was up right now, but she didn't want to run into anyone. Too late - she felt herselfm inm into something and begin to fall back - she prepared herself for the landing. But before she hit the ground she felt a three fingered hand grasp her arm and pull her back up.
" You should be more careful young Rogue." Came Kurt's soft, German accented voice. She shivered slightly, and as he released her arm she grabbed the wall for support.
"I'm sorry, I..." She looked back up to see his eye. He cocked his head slightly. " I was thinking too much." She smiled.
"Be careful," he said, and with a pumbh he was gone. Marie shook her head, she hated when he did that. Sighing she walked to the kitchen to get a pop. She hated the urge she got to just force her lips on him. 'Stop being so immature!' she thought while walking to the den. She heard the Television already on. 'Hmmm," she sighed. As she turned to leave she heard what sounded like a whimper. Walking in she saw a thin human frame perched on the back of the couch.
"Kurt?" she asked, the figure jumped, but didn't fall. " Are you ok"
"Yah..." he said, not looking up.
"Do you mind if I join you."
"Nein, I don't mind." He motioned to the seat next to him. She sat with a plop and placed the soda on the table. They didn't say much until she ashim him if he liked the mansion so far. It had nearly been a year since he had became a member of their little society
"Yah... it's very nice, but..." he trailed off. Kurt looked down at his hands almost in shame.
"But what?" Marie asked looking to see his honey eyes.
"Ich don't know, I feel like now I have a home and a family, but ich still feel like something is missing." He didn't look up... even when she put her hand on his knee.
"Like what?"
"Liebe." he said nearly iibleible in words. Marie cocked her head.... she was raking her brain to remember her German.
"Love?" She questioned. Kurt didn't answer, he dropped his arms to his sides and began to climb off the back of the couch. "