The Key Of Living

Evening

Kurt's POV

"M-m-my what?"

I didn't believe what I heard.
Mystique can't be my mother.
I know that I was adopted, that I was fished out of a river, but there's no proof, she has no proof, that she's my mother.
The only thing we have in common is our skin color; blue.

Well she has the opportunity to hide that, I don't.
I can't hide myself.
She can.
She's a hero, I am not.

"Yes you are", Helen whispered.

'How could she know what I think?'

'We're bonding, Kurt.'

'What? Now she's in my head.'

'I will tell you later.'

I looked up to the three grownups.
I turned my body only a half way, so that I can see the three and still hold my Helen in my arms.

"I don't believe you", I shot.

I knew this wasn't nice, in fact it was mean, not my friendly nature I was, but like I said: I don't believe what they think is the truth.

The professor looked to the girl in my arms, with a look I didn't like much; a pleading one.
Like he was pleading her mentally to make me believe them.
I shot them all a glare.
I was furious that they wanted to use my Helen to change my mind.

'Don't you dare trying to use my girl as an advantage because I have feelings for her.
I won't ever believe you, ever!
Is that clear?' I shot angrily at the professors mind, who nodded defeated.

Then he tried to say something, but I interrupted him with a question to Hank.

"Can she be released from medbay?" I asked with a nod to Helen.

Hank nodded.

"Yes she can also attend training, but shouldn't do it before next week.
Helen, don't stress yourself, ok?
And...
Healthy food."

I didn't want to hear anything else, so I wrapped my arms tighter around her thin body and teleported to her new room.
I was told before were it would be; next to mine.
So we were just one wall apart.

"Where are we?"

"That's your room."

She looked at me with big eyes.

"And where's yours?"

I pointed to a wall.

"Right behind that wall."

I gently sat her down on her bed.
Then I suddenly felt awkward.
I shifted from one foot to the other.

"So...ehm... I'll leave you alone then."

I turned around to the door to leave, but was hold back by a pair of arms around my torso.
My head turned around to see her nuzzling her head in the back of my shirt.
When Helen noticed she looked up at me.
'Don't go' she mouthed.

"Please stay."

"Hey, I am next door."

She shook her head saying:
"That's too far."

I gave her a questioning look.
She smiled hesitantly what caused me to chuckle.
Now when I think about it, Helen made me feel complete.
Like she's my other half, a soulmate.
I felt her pulling at my arm, I must have been in deep thought.

"Ok, I'll stay. But first I've got to get some things. Wait here", I told her.

"Ok."

I teleported to the kitchen grabbing some fruits and cutting them into little piece.
I then threw them in a bowl, mixing them as a fruit salad.
Hank said that she should eat healthy things.
I grabbed some spoons and more little bowls, then teleported to my room to quickly change into something more comfortable.
That all took me at least 15 minutes.

As I teleported back to Helen's room, she jumped and looked at all the things I had.
Her eyes widened.
I grinned.

"What...?"

I set all the stuff on the table that was empty.
Then I stretched my arm and hold the clothing out for her to take.

"Eeeeh..."

"Moira gave them to me when we brought you here.
Some pajamas... or whatever."

She took them from me carefully, stroking over my hand accidentally, which caused her to blush.
Helen went to the bathroom to change.
While she did that, I put some of the fruit salad into the little bowls.
After a few minutes of waiting, she finally came out of the bathroom...
...

And I must say she was literally hot, totally good-looking.
I didn't notice that my lips parted.
She slowly stepped closer.
Her pajamas were a top and some shorter pants.
Moira was a total fashion expert.
It was slowly going towards summer so it was suitable.
Her black hair was a tangled messy braid.
My heart burned to touch her, caress the smooth skin and to kiss her soft lips, when I ,unknowingly to me, ran my tongue over my own.
She blushed cause of my staring.
What can I say, I couldn't help it.

I grabbed and teleported us to her bed to sit down.
I sat behind her and slowly and carefully began to untangle her braid.
As I parted the strands, I noticed the incredibly length of her hair.
It was so soft and went to her mid-thigh.
I stroked more then one time over this soft hair.
When my hand slid on her shoulder, she shivered.

"Freezing?" I asked.

She sneezed once, twice and then a third time.
I threw back the blankets immediately, shifted her and pulled the blanket up.
We sat now at the headboard of the bed.
She was still shivering so I pulled her on my lap.
Helen scooted immediately closer and I embraced her tight to warm her with my body warmth and the blanket, which I had to pull up again.