Haruka's Fanfiction

WARNING: Although it uses the X-Men: Evolution characters, THIS IS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!! In this world, same-sex relationships are accepted without prejudice because everyone is bisexual. Also, corporal punishment is common here as part of loving family discipline. If either of these facts about our AU bothers you, DO NOT READ this fic and then complain about same-sex couples or spankings being part of it. It is loosely based on an RPG plotline that Michiru and I started playing in August 2001. If anything is canon here, it's probably an accident.


The X-Men Family

Part 49

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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I can’t believe it, Kurt thought as he brushed a lock of hair from his face. I’m in Duncan Matthews’ car and he’s driving me to school. Me. How did this happen?

“Hey, you’re awfully quiet,” Duncan said. “You okay?”

“Ja, I’m fine,” Kurt said, smiling over at him. “Thanks again for the ride.”

“My pleasure,” Duncan said and glanced at him. “I’m sorry about the awkward moment when I arrived.”

“That’s all right,” Kurt told him. It wasn’t Duncan’s fault that he was getting into the car just as Jean came out of the house. The look she’d given them could have frozen hot oil. His stomach twisted and he hoped she wouldn’t be mad for long.

“I know all of this probably took you by surprise,” Duncan said. “It did me, too, once I realized.”

“Realized what?” Kurt asked.

Duncan looked over and smiled. “That you’re an interesting person and I find you attractive.”

Kurt flushed with pleasure. Duncan was a senior, and two years older than he was. And he found _him_ attractive?

“Thank you,” he said. “I … I find you attractive as well.” And it was true. Maybe Duncan hadn’t always been nice to everyone, but there was no denying that he was handsome, well-built, and had a sexy deep voice. Mein Gott, Kurt thought. I
can’t believe I’m thinking this way about him.

“You know something?” Duncan said. “You’re the first boy I ever said that to.”

“I’m honoured.” Kurt grinned jokingly.

“I’d really like to take you out on a real date – something better than Burger Barn,” Duncan said, sounding endearingly hopeful. “Would that be okay?”

“Ja,” Kurt said, smiling shyly. “I’d like that.”

“Great! We’ll finalize the plans at lunch.” Duncan looked up ahead. “Okay, we’re here. Ready to walk into Bayville High beside me?”

Kurt gulped, but nodded bravely. “Let’s do it.”

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Lance leaned against the lockers and watched Kitty pull her books out. “Man, I wish we didn’t have to go to classes today,” he said wistfully. “I’d rather cut and go to the cove, wouldn’t you?”

She gave him a Look. “Don’t joke around, Lance.”

“Who’s joking?”

“YOU are!” she said firmly. “At least you’d better be.”

“Just think about it,” he cajoled, tugging lightly on her ponytail. “You and me, the private cove, no risk of intruders, everyone else sweating away in school….”

“I _like_ school, Lance.”

He sighed. He could tell he wasn’t going to win this one. At least not today.

Kitty looked at him and smiled. “Oh, don’t look like that. We’ll have plenty of time to go back.”

“Not today we won’t,” he groused. “We have to go straight home for that stupid practice session.”

“It’s important,” she told him reasonably. “Aren’t you interested in seeing what Remy can do?”

He gave a short laugh. “I’m already seeing some of what he can do. He’s very carefully trying to win Rogue away from Pietro while making Pietro think he’s his friend.”

Kitty frowned. “If you really think that, you should warn Pietro.”

“I have. He doesn’t believe me. And more than that, he was asking me about
relationships this morning and said his with Rogue is about to ‘change’, whatever that means.”

She chuckled. “Well, knowing Pietro, it won’t be a secret for long.”

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Pietro draped an arm around Rogue’s shoulders as they walked down the hall and grinned at her. “You feel as good as I do today?”

“Are you kidding?” She beamed. “Ah feel great!” She slipped her arm around his waist. “Ah was so worried about what to do about you and about Remy … his idea never occurred to me.”

“Well, who _would_ think of something like that but him?” Pietro laughed. “Lance and Todd were trying to get me all upset about the two of you – I had no idea what he was thinking, either, until he kissed me!”

She nudged him. “Ah’m just sorry Ah missed that kiss! Ah would’ve loved to have seen the look on your face!”

“Yeah, I’ll bet I don’t often look _that_ shocked.” His blue-grey eyes gleamed. “But don’t worry – you’ll see us kiss again if you’re good.”

“Oh yeah?” She tickled his ribs and he laughed out loud, pulling away abruptly.

“Don’t do that,” he told her, rubbing his chest.

“So yer ticklish, huh?” she said evilly. “Ah’ll remember that for appropriate punishment times, boy!”

“Don’t you dare or I’ll put gloves on and tickle _you_ so fast you’ll have to beg for mercy!” he warned.

She waved a hand at him blithely. “Too bad for you Ah ain’t ticklish.”

Pietro was about to challenge that theory right then when he spotted Kurt come through the main entrance with Duncan. “Hey, look at that,” he said. “Does your brother look nervous to you?”

“Yeah, kinda, but then everyone’s staring at him,” Rogue said.

It was true – the other students were turning away from their own conversations to follow Duncan and Kurt with their eyes. Duncan strode along confidently, but Kurt’s gaze darted left and right, well aware of the attention he was receiving and clearly not comfortable with it.

“You know,” Pietro said, “you might want to talk to Kurt about the wisdom of starting a relationship with Duncan.”

“How come?” Rogue frowned. “Maybe they’re not a couple anyone figured on, but it has as much chance of working out as any other relationship,”

Pietro looked at her significantly. “Except that Duncan can’t ever touch him.”

Rogue’s eyes widened and she looked back to where Duncan was talking to Kurt by his locker. Would the football hero still be smiling if he knew his new love interest had blue fur and a tail?

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Professor Xavier sipped his coffee as he watched the usual screens flash by on his computer. He had just finished the evaluation sessions with Remy and phoned Mystique with the results. Now he’d take a couple of minutes to do a little online banking before talking to Logan about the afternoon’s training session.

He entered his codes and waited, then skimmed the screens that showed his accounts. He transferred some funds, then paused. Something wasn’t right. After another few moments, he realized the amount charged on Scott’s credit card the previous evening didn’t match the total of the receipts. It was off by two hundred dollars.

It was completely unlike Scott to neglect to keep receipts, so he must simply have missed passing some on to him. They were probably still in his wallet – he’d ask for them later.

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End of part 49

X-Men belongs to Marvel.

(2001)

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