"Happier Times" (1/1) - G - Kurt/Ororo - X2
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SUMMARY: Ororo and Kurt discuss changes in their
THANKS: To my beta, kaly, who has been amazingly
accommodating throughout this rush of fic.
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Ororo was sitting on a stone bench, watching Kurt play
some sort of tag with the children, when Professor Xavier
pulled up next to her. They were playing "with powers",
which made it the strangest game she'd ever seen.
Kurt seemed to be disappearing and reappearing at random.
So far the only one who'd caught him was a little girl with
blond pigtails and about 15 seconds of prescience. Evan
and Jesse had just teamed up, though, and between one's
enhanced spatial awareness and the other's superspeed, they
were giving Kurt a real run for his money.
"He makes them forget they're training," Charles said,
"Are they?" Ororo asked, taking another look. "I thought it
was a game."
"It is. But those are also the students I sent to Kurt for help
controlling their powers."
"I've forgotten what Nadia's mutation is," Ororo said. She
nodded towards a brunette teenager bearing a fierce scowl,
who made no attempt to run after the others.
"She's telekinetic," the Professor reminded. "And
potentially quite powerful, if she'd just learn to
Ororo laughed softly. "She certainly seems to be
The words had no sooner left her mouth than Nadia darted
over to tag Kurt, who she'd frozen in place. The look of
surprise on Kurt's face was downright comical. "Got you,"
Nadia said smugly.
"So you did," Kurt nodded, eyes twinkling. "Which
"Isn't that backwards?" Ororo wondered aloud even as the
chase went on.
"They learn more by chasing than they do by being
chased," Charles explained. "Watch. Kurt will catch her
soon enough." And he did, though the tap of victory was
almost apologetic. Still, Kurt's quick recovery seemed only
to energize the students.
"It's strange," she said, watching the game. "It seems like
one moment he was new and different, and the next
everyone was taking him for granted."
"I suspect we all turned inward in our grief," Charles
murmured. "Kurt made a place for himself while you,
Scott, Logan, even myself were...looking the other way."
"I'm glad he's here. The students need light like that in their
Xavier caught her eye. "They aren't the only ones."
Ororo only shook her head. "I'm not one of your children
anymore, Charles," she said gently.
"Does that mean I'm not allowed to worry about you?"
Charles asked, and smiled. "I shall find it difficult to stop."
As he spoke the game of tag dispersed and Kurt caught
sight of the two of them. Waving to his students, he made
his way across the lawn.
"Guten Tag, Ororo," Kurt said and then, with a respectful
"Good afternoon, Kurt," Ororo responded. Looking up into
his sparkling eyes, she couldn't help but smile. "Who won
He waved dismissively but grinned at the same time. "They
were all caught once. It must have been a tie."
Ororo arched an eyebrow. "As I recall, *you* were caught
three times." She hardly even noticed when Professor
Xavier quietly moved on.
Instead of making a return quip, Kurt's smile dimmed a
little. "I have had more than enough practice."
"I'm sorry, Kurt," Ororo said, concealing a wince. _How
insensitive,_ she chided herself. "I didn't mean to unearth
But he was shaking his head. "It's not that," the German
said, and seated himself on the bench beside her. He curled
one foot underneath himself but left the other to dangle
alongside his tail. "It is just that in Munich, in the circus,
my abilities were a part of my act." Kurt smiled, but it was
a distant smile. Wistful. "This was some time ago. Before
knowledge of mutants was widespread. People didn't know
what I was, when they saw me in the act. It was just a good
trick, then." He half shrugged. "I was remembering happier
Ororo couldn't help feeling a swell of something very like
jealousy. _Aren't *these* supposed to be the happier
times?_ she wondered. _The 'good guys' won. The
President is making his decisions on a more informed basis,
if nothing else. And we have the school..._
_On the other hand, we lost Jean. And John, in a way.
Magneto is out in the world again. Despite all our work,
we're still hated and feared._
Aloud, she asked, "Isn't it better not to have to hide?" But
Ororo wasn't certain of the answer herself.
Kurt only laughed. "You think that when I go out there," he
waved at the school gates, "that I don't hide this?" Now he
gestured towards his own visage. He paused, and a strange
sort of peace fell over him. One of his fingers brushed the
rosary he wore always at his waist before he went on. "I
will always have to hide, mein Fruend. That much progress
cannot be made in one lifetime."
"Somehow I never thought of that," Ororo said, and found
that she couldn't meet Kurt's eyes. She looked out over the
lawn instead, though it was empty now.
A thick, warm finger brushed her cheek lightly, prompting
Ororo to lift her dark eyes to meet Kurt's golden ones. "And
that is why I like you so much," he said, eyes twinkling
"I suppose I wish you could be happy here," Ororo
"Did I say I wasn't?"
Her brow wrinkled. "You said 'happier times.'"
Kurt chuckled. "I didn't say what they were happier than,
did I?" Ororo could only shake her head, a smile creeping
onto her own lips. He all but bounced to his feet. "Here I
have a captive audience," Kurt waved towards the school,
obviously meaning the students, "and a beautiful woman
with an amazing tolerance for my excesses." Now he
placed a hand over his heart and swept a bow. "What more
does a man need?" And then he vanished, literally in a puff
of sulfur-smelling smoke.
Ororo smiled, though there was no one left to see.
"Running again, Kurt?"