Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution, or any other Marvel or WB
property.
Notes: "Edward Scissorhands" is one of the best films ever made. I'm sitting here listening to the soundtrack (in my personal opinion, the best music ever written for a film), and I was thinking of writing an Kurtty version of the movie. Hm. Probably too hard. Anyhow, thanks for reading my story, and I hope you like this, the last chapter.
I'm just going to give everyone one big shout-out. It's seriously really cool that all of you like this. I was seriously expecting something like 20 or less reviews for the duration of this story, and by the time you read this it may have reached 70 reviews. That means a lot to me. So thank you all so much.
I can't wait until 10:30 a.m. New X-Men: Evolution episodes. Yay.
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Kurt walked slowly out of the danger room towards the locker room. His feet hurt. His hands hurt. His back hurt. His head hurt. Pain had pretty much settled into every nook and cranny of his body. Even his throat was sore. Logan had really run Scott and Kurt through some pretty tough situations in the danger room this morning. Although, Kurt was somewhat glad of it. He could concentrate on not being killed, instead of concentrating on Tabby. Of course, now that he was out of the danger room, and his training sessions were over for the weekend, he suddenly began to dread seeing Tabby again. What would he do? How should he act? These questions and more ran through his head as he entered the locker room and headed towards the showers.
Scott wasn't far behind him. Kurt was glad that teleporting was his mutant power. He, unlike Scott, could get out of most situations pretty quickly and effectively. Unfortunately, Scott couldn't, and had taken the brunt of an attack by a particularly vicious robot. Scott was now limping, and finally took the chance to sit down on a bench while Kurt took off his shirt.
"That. . .really. . .sucked." Kurt said, sitting down gingerly.
"Well, it's important to run through the tough sims so that we'll be ready for anything." Scott said, looking for a towel while taking off his own shirt.
"Jah. Sure. Tell me, Scott. . .do you every say anyzing zat isn't a company line?" Kurt asked.
"Shut up, Kurt." Scott said, shaking his head.
The two separated to opposite ends of the room to claim a shower.
"Zat's right! Go to zat end! I don't vant you peeking at me and getting jealous!" Kurt called after Scott.
"SHUT UP, KURT!" he heard Scott yell.
Kurt laughed at his little joke, feeling glad to be happy again. Then he wondered why he hadn't been happy. Then he remembered that Tabby was moving back in today. And then, as if magically, he was in a bad mood again.
"Life sucks, Scott!" Kurt called out.
"Why's that?" Scott asked.
"Zis whole "Tabby moving back in" zing is going to kill me." Kurt said.
"Still have some unresolved feelings about your ex, Kurt? How's Kitty feel about that?"
"Vell, she's mein ex now, too." Kurt called out.
"Really? When did that happen?" Scott asked.
"Yesterday?"
Scott's head popped up around the corner, causing Kurt to yelp and cover his private parts.
"Were you that mad about having to find her and drive her home?" Scott asked.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" Kurt yelled.
"Okay, okay. Jeez. Sorry. Anyhow, is that what happened?" Scott asked.
"No, it just vasn't vorking out for us. And yes. . .I do haff some unresolved feelings towards Tabby."
"Wow. Her moving back in must be awkward." Scott said.
"Vell, JAH!" Kurt yelled.
"Calm down. Well, just talk to her, man. That's the best advice that I can give you."
"Jah. Just talk to her." Kurt mimicked.
"Well, if you don't want my advice. . ." Scott began.
"Zank you, Big Brozzer Scott. Now close your eyes, I'm getting out." Kurt said, turning the faucet.
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Kurt had toweled off and then he teleported to his room, getting out his brushes. He slowly and methodically brushed his body, getting rid of loose fur and untangling clumps in his fur. He painstakingly took time in getting dressed, choosing his outfit and then brushing his hair back off of his face. He wanted to look nice, although he couldn't figure out why. Tabby was still dating Lance, even though he wasn't with Kitty any longer. He couldn't expect Tabby to leave Lance for him. That would be ridiculous. But then why did she move back into the mansion? Why did she leave the boardinghouse? Had Lance hurt her? Growling, he thought that Lance had better pray to God that he hadn't harmed a hair on Tabby's head. Otherwise, there'd be hell to pay, and Kurt would be the one coming to collect.
He quickly remembered what room Professor Xavier said she would be staying in, and quickly teleported to her door. It was closed. Great. Now he would have to knock and there'd be a big, fake scene where the two of them would feel completely awkward. Kurt raised his hand, balled it into a fist, and prepared himself to knock. His fist hung there. And hung there. And hung there. And hung there. No matter what, it seemed as if he couldn't bring himself to knock on the door. He was scared for the first time in a long time, and he didn't know what he should do. He could simply teleport in, but she'd probably be either scared or angry. Possibly both.
Kurt backed away from the door, and then heard a sound on his left. Whipping his head around, he saw that Jean, Rahne, Jubilee, and Amara were all staring at him from down the hall, watching his every move. When they saw him look at them, Jubilee and Amara stuck their heads back into their rooms. Rahne hadn't, and both she and Jean were smiling at him.
"Do it!" Jean whispered from down the hall. "Knock."
"Vill you quit watching me?!?" Kurt whispered fiercely.
"Knock, Kurt! Go ahead!" Rahne whispered at him.
"Yeah, do it!" Jubilee said, peeking her head back out at the sound of the other whispers, and then quickly pulling it back in when she saw the look that Kurt gave her.
"Talk to her!" he heard Jean say in his head.
"I vill, if you all just leave me alone!" Kurt thought.
Jean smiled, and motioned for the other girls to go away. Their heads all disappeared as if they were meerkats, and Jean smiled at him before pulling her own head in.
Kurt watched and then turned back to the door. It seemed to loom over him, as if it were a monster. He was nervous about even seeing her, let alone being in a room alone with her. He didn't know if he could control his emotions. And that's when it hit him. That thought. It was the exact way that he used to feel about Kitty. A year ago, he had to fight to control his emotions for Kitty. And now, those emotions weren't the same. He didn't want to give up on Tabby. He didn't want to lose his chance with her. So, taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.
"Hello?" he heard Tabby's sleepy voice call out from behind the door.
"Hey, Tabby. It's me. Kurt." Kurt said, feeling a ball of lead in his stomach.
"Kurt!" he heard her yell, followed by the sounds of her jumping off of the bed and running to the door.
The door was flung open, and suddenly the two were looking at each other.
"Hi." Kurt said.
"Hi." Said Tabby.
The two stood there for a moment, basking in a moment that could have been awkward, but somehow wasn't. They hadn't been this close since the night of the double date, and both could feel themselves wanting that closeness.
"Um, want to come in?" Tabby asked.
"Yeah." Kurt said, his voice cracking.
Tabby giggled as Kurt eased by her into her room, sitting on a chair next to the bed.
"That's funny, Kurt. I could have sworn that you were old enough to have already gone through puberty." Tabby said.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny, Tabby." Kurt said, grinning.
"Yeah, well, how've you been?" Tabby asked, sitting down close to him on the edge of her bed.
"I've been okay. I'm pretty tired right now. Logan really vorked me out zis morning." Kurt said, settling back into the chair.
"I can imagine. I guess I'll have to start those training sessions pretty soon too, won't I?" Tabby asked.
"Jah. So enjoy life vhile you can." Kurt said. "So, vhy did you move back?"
Tabby looked down at her hands, not daring to look into Kurt's eyes for fear of throwing him to the floor and kissing him.
"I, um, I just didn't feel comfortable at the boardinghouse anymore."
"Vas it Lance?" Kurt asked, a steel look coming into his eyes.
"No. No it wasn't Lance. I just didn't want to be surrounded by people like them anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong. They have their moments, but, uh, I just didn't want to be there." Tabby said, looking back up at Kurt. The caring look in his eyes almost broke her heart.
"Why did I have to shut him up that night?" Tabby wondered.
"So. . .you and Lance. . .things are good?" Kurt asked, taking his turn now to look down at his feet.
"Well, no. Me and Lance aren't really a "thing" anymore." Tabby said.
Kurt looked up in surprise.
"Vhat?" he asked.
"Lance and I broke up." Tabby said.
"Vhy?"
"I just didn't have the same feelings for him that I had for. . .well, that I used to have for him." Tabby said. She was breathless, close to committing an act that she deemed stupid. She refused to ruin Kurt's relationship with Kitty.
Kurt smiled at her.
"Jah. I know how zat feels." He said.
Tabby blinked, uncertain of what he meant.
"What do you mean?" Tabby asked.
Sighing dramatically, Kurt shifted in his seat, getting closer to Tabby.
"Vell, Kitty and I. . .we didn't vork out." Kurt said.
Life came back into Tabby's eyes.
"What?!? Why?!?" she asked, shocked and hopeful.
"Vell, after ve started dating, I just. . .I don't know. It vas if ze feelings for her vere just. . .gone." Kurt said.
"But. . .Jean said. . .Kitty said that she thought you were falling in love." Tabby stuttered.
Kurt cocked his head, smiling at her.
"I zink zat I am." Kurt said.
Tabby smiled at him. She was shaking. He was shaking.
"Kurt. . .I. . .that night. . .I shouldn't have. . .if you were going to say what I thought you were. . ." she said, all of her words pouring out of her mouth.
Kurt quickly gripped her hands.
"I vas, Tabby. I vas going to tell you how I. . ."
Kurt never got a chance to finish. Tabby had jumped on top of him, and they both fell to the ground. The kiss was as fiery and passionate as any of their "fake" kisses had ever been, and they each found themselves wishing that they could melt into the other one. Kurt's tail wrapped around her waist, the spaded tip resting on her stomach. Kurt opened his eyes, and saw that her eyes were open as well. This threw him off for a moment, and he pulled back from the kiss.
"Vhy do you keep your eyes open?" Kurt whispered.
"I wanted to make sure that you were really here, and that I wasn't imagining this." Tabby said, a tear forming at the corner of her right eye.
"Oh, Tabby, please don't be sad." Kurt said, wiping the tear away.
"Trust me, Kurt. I'm not crying because I'm sad." Tabby said, pulling him into her again.
After a couple of moments, the two were laying together on the floor of Tabby's room. Tabby's head was nestled in the crook of Kurt's arm, and they had their arms around each other. Kurt's tail was absentmindedly stroking Tabby's stomach, and she closed her eyes and felt nothing but happiness and warmth. This feeling was so different from anything that she had ever given or received in her life, and she never wanted to lose it.
"So, we tried to trick other people into loving us by making them jealous, and it worked. But it didn't really work for us." Tabby said aloud.
"Vell, it's like ze Rolling Stones song, jah?" Kurt whispered back.
"What song?" Tabby asked, turning her head to look at Kurt.
His eyes were still closed.
"What song?"
Kurt let go of her and rolled over to face her.
"You can't alvays get vhat you vant. But, if you try sometime, you just might find zat you get vhat you need." Kurt whispered in a sing-song voice.
Tabby smiled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"Vell, ve tried to get vhat ve vanted, and it didn't vork out. But, ve found somezing even better." Kurt said.
"And that is?"
"Each ozzer." Kurt said, closing his eyes and lying back down.
Tabby followed suit, and the two fell asleep holding each other.
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There ya go. That's it. That's the end. I hope it's not a let down for you. I still think that the pairing has its merits. And I also think that there's a lot more to Tabby than what most people think of her. I dig her. I hope they do more with her in the upcoming episodes. Anyhow, I'm glad that most of you seemed to like the story, and I hope to start a new one sometime soon. Please continue to check back under my writer's handle. I'd hate to lose any of you who have me down as a favorite author just because I might not write something for a couple of days or weeks. BUT, I WILL TRY TO GET SOMETHING UP BY THE END OF NEXT WEEK. I'll have to see. Depends on how things go. For those of you who want me to branch out and try other sources to write stories about (coughcoughRedLion2coughcough) you may have to wait until I have a little time to research some other stories. I promise that in a month and a half or so I'll have a POTC story out. REALLY, REALLY AU POTC STORY. Have to stress the AU part. Anyhow, thanks again for reading, and especially for reviewing.
Later.
Notes: "Edward Scissorhands" is one of the best films ever made. I'm sitting here listening to the soundtrack (in my personal opinion, the best music ever written for a film), and I was thinking of writing an Kurtty version of the movie. Hm. Probably too hard. Anyhow, thanks for reading my story, and I hope you like this, the last chapter.
I'm just going to give everyone one big shout-out. It's seriously really cool that all of you like this. I was seriously expecting something like 20 or less reviews for the duration of this story, and by the time you read this it may have reached 70 reviews. That means a lot to me. So thank you all so much.
I can't wait until 10:30 a.m. New X-Men: Evolution episodes. Yay.
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Kurt walked slowly out of the danger room towards the locker room. His feet hurt. His hands hurt. His back hurt. His head hurt. Pain had pretty much settled into every nook and cranny of his body. Even his throat was sore. Logan had really run Scott and Kurt through some pretty tough situations in the danger room this morning. Although, Kurt was somewhat glad of it. He could concentrate on not being killed, instead of concentrating on Tabby. Of course, now that he was out of the danger room, and his training sessions were over for the weekend, he suddenly began to dread seeing Tabby again. What would he do? How should he act? These questions and more ran through his head as he entered the locker room and headed towards the showers.
Scott wasn't far behind him. Kurt was glad that teleporting was his mutant power. He, unlike Scott, could get out of most situations pretty quickly and effectively. Unfortunately, Scott couldn't, and had taken the brunt of an attack by a particularly vicious robot. Scott was now limping, and finally took the chance to sit down on a bench while Kurt took off his shirt.
"That. . .really. . .sucked." Kurt said, sitting down gingerly.
"Well, it's important to run through the tough sims so that we'll be ready for anything." Scott said, looking for a towel while taking off his own shirt.
"Jah. Sure. Tell me, Scott. . .do you every say anyzing zat isn't a company line?" Kurt asked.
"Shut up, Kurt." Scott said, shaking his head.
The two separated to opposite ends of the room to claim a shower.
"Zat's right! Go to zat end! I don't vant you peeking at me and getting jealous!" Kurt called after Scott.
"SHUT UP, KURT!" he heard Scott yell.
Kurt laughed at his little joke, feeling glad to be happy again. Then he wondered why he hadn't been happy. Then he remembered that Tabby was moving back in today. And then, as if magically, he was in a bad mood again.
"Life sucks, Scott!" Kurt called out.
"Why's that?" Scott asked.
"Zis whole "Tabby moving back in" zing is going to kill me." Kurt said.
"Still have some unresolved feelings about your ex, Kurt? How's Kitty feel about that?"
"Vell, she's mein ex now, too." Kurt called out.
"Really? When did that happen?" Scott asked.
"Yesterday?"
Scott's head popped up around the corner, causing Kurt to yelp and cover his private parts.
"Were you that mad about having to find her and drive her home?" Scott asked.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" Kurt yelled.
"Okay, okay. Jeez. Sorry. Anyhow, is that what happened?" Scott asked.
"No, it just vasn't vorking out for us. And yes. . .I do haff some unresolved feelings towards Tabby."
"Wow. Her moving back in must be awkward." Scott said.
"Vell, JAH!" Kurt yelled.
"Calm down. Well, just talk to her, man. That's the best advice that I can give you."
"Jah. Just talk to her." Kurt mimicked.
"Well, if you don't want my advice. . ." Scott began.
"Zank you, Big Brozzer Scott. Now close your eyes, I'm getting out." Kurt said, turning the faucet.
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Kurt had toweled off and then he teleported to his room, getting out his brushes. He slowly and methodically brushed his body, getting rid of loose fur and untangling clumps in his fur. He painstakingly took time in getting dressed, choosing his outfit and then brushing his hair back off of his face. He wanted to look nice, although he couldn't figure out why. Tabby was still dating Lance, even though he wasn't with Kitty any longer. He couldn't expect Tabby to leave Lance for him. That would be ridiculous. But then why did she move back into the mansion? Why did she leave the boardinghouse? Had Lance hurt her? Growling, he thought that Lance had better pray to God that he hadn't harmed a hair on Tabby's head. Otherwise, there'd be hell to pay, and Kurt would be the one coming to collect.
He quickly remembered what room Professor Xavier said she would be staying in, and quickly teleported to her door. It was closed. Great. Now he would have to knock and there'd be a big, fake scene where the two of them would feel completely awkward. Kurt raised his hand, balled it into a fist, and prepared himself to knock. His fist hung there. And hung there. And hung there. And hung there. No matter what, it seemed as if he couldn't bring himself to knock on the door. He was scared for the first time in a long time, and he didn't know what he should do. He could simply teleport in, but she'd probably be either scared or angry. Possibly both.
Kurt backed away from the door, and then heard a sound on his left. Whipping his head around, he saw that Jean, Rahne, Jubilee, and Amara were all staring at him from down the hall, watching his every move. When they saw him look at them, Jubilee and Amara stuck their heads back into their rooms. Rahne hadn't, and both she and Jean were smiling at him.
"Do it!" Jean whispered from down the hall. "Knock."
"Vill you quit watching me?!?" Kurt whispered fiercely.
"Knock, Kurt! Go ahead!" Rahne whispered at him.
"Yeah, do it!" Jubilee said, peeking her head back out at the sound of the other whispers, and then quickly pulling it back in when she saw the look that Kurt gave her.
"Talk to her!" he heard Jean say in his head.
"I vill, if you all just leave me alone!" Kurt thought.
Jean smiled, and motioned for the other girls to go away. Their heads all disappeared as if they were meerkats, and Jean smiled at him before pulling her own head in.
Kurt watched and then turned back to the door. It seemed to loom over him, as if it were a monster. He was nervous about even seeing her, let alone being in a room alone with her. He didn't know if he could control his emotions. And that's when it hit him. That thought. It was the exact way that he used to feel about Kitty. A year ago, he had to fight to control his emotions for Kitty. And now, those emotions weren't the same. He didn't want to give up on Tabby. He didn't want to lose his chance with her. So, taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.
"Hello?" he heard Tabby's sleepy voice call out from behind the door.
"Hey, Tabby. It's me. Kurt." Kurt said, feeling a ball of lead in his stomach.
"Kurt!" he heard her yell, followed by the sounds of her jumping off of the bed and running to the door.
The door was flung open, and suddenly the two were looking at each other.
"Hi." Kurt said.
"Hi." Said Tabby.
The two stood there for a moment, basking in a moment that could have been awkward, but somehow wasn't. They hadn't been this close since the night of the double date, and both could feel themselves wanting that closeness.
"Um, want to come in?" Tabby asked.
"Yeah." Kurt said, his voice cracking.
Tabby giggled as Kurt eased by her into her room, sitting on a chair next to the bed.
"That's funny, Kurt. I could have sworn that you were old enough to have already gone through puberty." Tabby said.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny, Tabby." Kurt said, grinning.
"Yeah, well, how've you been?" Tabby asked, sitting down close to him on the edge of her bed.
"I've been okay. I'm pretty tired right now. Logan really vorked me out zis morning." Kurt said, settling back into the chair.
"I can imagine. I guess I'll have to start those training sessions pretty soon too, won't I?" Tabby asked.
"Jah. So enjoy life vhile you can." Kurt said. "So, vhy did you move back?"
Tabby looked down at her hands, not daring to look into Kurt's eyes for fear of throwing him to the floor and kissing him.
"I, um, I just didn't feel comfortable at the boardinghouse anymore."
"Vas it Lance?" Kurt asked, a steel look coming into his eyes.
"No. No it wasn't Lance. I just didn't want to be surrounded by people like them anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong. They have their moments, but, uh, I just didn't want to be there." Tabby said, looking back up at Kurt. The caring look in his eyes almost broke her heart.
"Why did I have to shut him up that night?" Tabby wondered.
"So. . .you and Lance. . .things are good?" Kurt asked, taking his turn now to look down at his feet.
"Well, no. Me and Lance aren't really a "thing" anymore." Tabby said.
Kurt looked up in surprise.
"Vhat?" he asked.
"Lance and I broke up." Tabby said.
"Vhy?"
"I just didn't have the same feelings for him that I had for. . .well, that I used to have for him." Tabby said. She was breathless, close to committing an act that she deemed stupid. She refused to ruin Kurt's relationship with Kitty.
Kurt smiled at her.
"Jah. I know how zat feels." He said.
Tabby blinked, uncertain of what he meant.
"What do you mean?" Tabby asked.
Sighing dramatically, Kurt shifted in his seat, getting closer to Tabby.
"Vell, Kitty and I. . .we didn't vork out." Kurt said.
Life came back into Tabby's eyes.
"What?!? Why?!?" she asked, shocked and hopeful.
"Vell, after ve started dating, I just. . .I don't know. It vas if ze feelings for her vere just. . .gone." Kurt said.
"But. . .Jean said. . .Kitty said that she thought you were falling in love." Tabby stuttered.
Kurt cocked his head, smiling at her.
"I zink zat I am." Kurt said.
Tabby smiled at him. She was shaking. He was shaking.
"Kurt. . .I. . .that night. . .I shouldn't have. . .if you were going to say what I thought you were. . ." she said, all of her words pouring out of her mouth.
Kurt quickly gripped her hands.
"I vas, Tabby. I vas going to tell you how I. . ."
Kurt never got a chance to finish. Tabby had jumped on top of him, and they both fell to the ground. The kiss was as fiery and passionate as any of their "fake" kisses had ever been, and they each found themselves wishing that they could melt into the other one. Kurt's tail wrapped around her waist, the spaded tip resting on her stomach. Kurt opened his eyes, and saw that her eyes were open as well. This threw him off for a moment, and he pulled back from the kiss.
"Vhy do you keep your eyes open?" Kurt whispered.
"I wanted to make sure that you were really here, and that I wasn't imagining this." Tabby said, a tear forming at the corner of her right eye.
"Oh, Tabby, please don't be sad." Kurt said, wiping the tear away.
"Trust me, Kurt. I'm not crying because I'm sad." Tabby said, pulling him into her again.
After a couple of moments, the two were laying together on the floor of Tabby's room. Tabby's head was nestled in the crook of Kurt's arm, and they had their arms around each other. Kurt's tail was absentmindedly stroking Tabby's stomach, and she closed her eyes and felt nothing but happiness and warmth. This feeling was so different from anything that she had ever given or received in her life, and she never wanted to lose it.
"So, we tried to trick other people into loving us by making them jealous, and it worked. But it didn't really work for us." Tabby said aloud.
"Vell, it's like ze Rolling Stones song, jah?" Kurt whispered back.
"What song?" Tabby asked, turning her head to look at Kurt.
His eyes were still closed.
"What song?"
Kurt let go of her and rolled over to face her.
"You can't alvays get vhat you vant. But, if you try sometime, you just might find zat you get vhat you need." Kurt whispered in a sing-song voice.
Tabby smiled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"Vell, ve tried to get vhat ve vanted, and it didn't vork out. But, ve found somezing even better." Kurt said.
"And that is?"
"Each ozzer." Kurt said, closing his eyes and lying back down.
Tabby followed suit, and the two fell asleep holding each other.
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There ya go. That's it. That's the end. I hope it's not a let down for you. I still think that the pairing has its merits. And I also think that there's a lot more to Tabby than what most people think of her. I dig her. I hope they do more with her in the upcoming episodes. Anyhow, I'm glad that most of you seemed to like the story, and I hope to start a new one sometime soon. Please continue to check back under my writer's handle. I'd hate to lose any of you who have me down as a favorite author just because I might not write something for a couple of days or weeks. BUT, I WILL TRY TO GET SOMETHING UP BY THE END OF NEXT WEEK. I'll have to see. Depends on how things go. For those of you who want me to branch out and try other sources to write stories about (coughcoughRedLion2coughcough) you may have to wait until I have a little time to research some other stories. I promise that in a month and a half or so I'll have a POTC story out. REALLY, REALLY AU POTC STORY. Have to stress the AU part. Anyhow, thanks again for reading, and especially for reviewing.
Later.