Haruka's Fanfiction

Warning: Contains spanking.

What SHOULD have happened in “Rogue Recruit” (X-Men: Evolution)

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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Logan watched as Kurt received his first flying lesson. The blue-furred mutant was in the pilot seat, following Scott’s instructions and doing very well.

Until he leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes as he began steering with his two-toed feet. Granted, Kurt’s feet worked as well as hands, but his eyes were _closed_! Logan frowned and was about to say something when Scott and Professor Xavier began talking about logistics – the Professor expressed pride that Scott was learning them so quickly. Behind Logan, Kitty and Jean then began talking about Scott.

“Scott seems so together and cool and … he’s kind of cute!” Kitty was saying.

“Cute?” Jean replied in surprise. “Stiff, maybe. Exacting, definitely. But … hmm … you know, from a certain angle ….”

That was when Kurt disappeared.

Everyone aboard -- Scott, Logan, Jean, Kitty, Ororo, and the Professor -- were all shocked. Not because the boy vanished, as teleportation was his mutant power, but because he reappeared _outside_ the X-Jet, on the nose of it, clearly visible to all through the windshield.

He balanced there, the wind whipping his hair around his face, grinning widely.

What the hell was the kid doing?! Logan wondered. Then he realized. Kurt had made no secret about his crush on Kitty – he’d heard the girls talking about Scott and was showing off for her!

Kurt suddenly lost his balance and began to roll out of control toward the windshield. Just before he would have hit, he teleported inside. The momentum of his wild flight kept him careening through the jet until he slammed, upside-down, into Kitty.

“Kurt!” Professor Xavier said sternly. “The Blackbird is not the place to be fooling around!”

Logan saw that Scott had the foresight to take the controls, so he stood up and headed purposefully for Kurt, who was still apologizing to Kitty.

“Just stay away from me!” she told him in annoyance.

Kurt was so preoccupied with her reaction that he didn’t notice Logan approaching until he caught him by the upper arm. The fifteen-year-old looked at him, startled. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“You want a list?!” Logan demanded. “First you got cocky and sat there with your eyes CLOSED while you were flying the jet, then you pull an insane stunt by teleporting OUTSIDE the jet! You could have been killed! And you didn’t even bother to put it on autopilot which means WE could have been killed as well!” He walked back up to his own seat, pulling Kurt with him.

“Where are we going?!” Kurt asked in fear, stumbling along helplessly.

“_You’re_ going over my knee, kid!” Logan placed his foot on his seat and yanked Kurt face-down over his upraised knee, right in the centre of the aisle.

“Logan, NO!” Kurt protested. “Professor, stop him!”

“I’m sorry, Kurt, but Logan is right,” the Professor answered.

“Can’t we at least go in the back?!” Kurt begged. He couldn’t stand the thought of being humiliated like this in front of _Kitty_! The way Logan had him positioned, everyone except Scott in the pilot seat had a perfect view of his up-ended bottom!

“I’m already cutting you slack by letting you keep your uniform on,” Logan told him. The spandex Nightcrawler uniform wouldn’t offer Kurt any protection, but at least it would keep him from worse embarrassment than he was already in for. He positioned Kurt a little better over his knee and suddenly the blue-furred mutant couldn’t touch the ground with his toes anymore.

“Logan!” he begged.

“Better move that tail, squirrel,” Logan warned him.

Kurt could already feel tears forming in his eyes. This was already so humiliating and the real punishment hadn’t even started yet! He pulled his tail around and held it firmly – he wasn’t sure what Logan would do if he let it go, even by accident.

*WHACK!* Kurt yelped, not expecting the first blow to be so hard. *WHACK!* He pressed his lips together, not wanting to make a lot of noise. At least let Kitty see me be brave through this ordeal, please ….

*WHACK!* “OWWW!” he cried involuntarily. Well, so much for bravery.

“Speak up, boy,” Logan said. “Why are you being punished?”

“Don’t YOU know, either?” Kurt joked weakly, then immediately regretted it as an especially painful spank made the tears spill over. “Ohhh ….”

“Another smartass remark like that and you’ll take off your uniform and I’ll take off my belt,” Logan warned. “Once more – why are you being punished?”

*WHACK!* “AHHH!” Kurt cried. “B-because I shut my eyes while flying the jet!”

“What else?” *WHACK!*

“OUCH! Umm … I – I left the controls and didn’t put on the autopilot!”

“And?” *WHACK!*

“AHH-HAAH!” Kurt yelled. “I endangered my safety by ‘porting outside the jet!”

Logan delivered several more solid whacks to Kurt’s now-squirming bottom as the boy wailed and begged him to stop. The Professor and Ororo watched, grim-faced, obviously feeling that Kurt deserved exactly what he was getting. Kitty and Jean exchanged uncomfortable looks, shifting in their chairs as if they could feel the blows themselves. In the pilot seat, Scott was doing some squirming himself, but refused to turn and watch the proceedings. He watched the reflection in the windshield instead.

Since Kurt was not only completely covered in fur but also dressed, Logan couldn’t judge his progress by the skin colour on his backside. Instead, he took in how the German teenager now hung limp and sobbing over his knee, looking nothing like the cocky kid who was more concerned with showing off than paying attention to his job. He applied a few more sharp spanks to his sensitive undercurves before taking him by the shoulders and standing him upright. Hiccupping and sniffling, Kurt let go of his tail to try and rub the flaming heat out of his bottom. Logan gripped his wet chin and forced him to look in his eyes.

“This mission is very important, Kurt. That girl in Mississippi needs our help and it’s absolutely necessary that we get to her before Mystique does. Do you think you can take this seriously now and think about the rogue instead of your own selfish desires?”

“Yes sir,” Kurt murmured.

“Then go take the co-pilot seat.”

“Bitte, may I try flying again?” Kurt wiped his eyes and tried to keep his voice from hitching. “I promise I’ll be more responsible this time.”

Logan paused, considering. He glanced at the Professor, who nodded.

“All right,” he told Kurt, then turned toward the cockpit. “Scott, move over.”

The older boy obediently changed seats, and Kurt went to take the pilot controls once more, wincing painfully as he sat down. He tried hard not to think about his throbbing backside, the embarrassment, or what his teammates and the adults had witnessed. He concentrated instead on his immediate job to fly the jet, and the race to find the new mutant girl in Mississippi.

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(2002)

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