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Braking Maneuvers
Rogue acted as an ally from then
on. True to her nature, when she
switched sides of an argument, she did so with both boots. For the rest of the week she defended him to
the others, and tried to lighten the tension around them both. For his own part, Jerrin felt almost like
himself again, now that he didn’t feel so defensive, which had the result of
making Kurt feel better, too.
Friday afternoon he was watching
television, when a familiar feeling stirred inside, and he relaxed to it, at
last. It may have only been a couple of
weeks since the last time, but it wasn’t healthy to keep fighting it. He looked through the mansion to see
if Hank was in the lab. Seeing that he
was, he swiped a last handful of popcorn, and got up, catching Kurt’s
attention. In the hallway they ran into
Rogue carrying sodas.
“I’m going through a Change, and
Hank wanted to know if he could monitor what happens, his way. There were quite a few things about the Lab’s
methodology that he objected to.”
“Do you want any company?” Kurt
said. “You said last time that my good
wishes helped.”
“If you like. But I’m not going to be naked this time.” Jerrin waggled an eyebrow at Kurt, who
blushed.
Rogue handed them each a can of pop,
kept one, and dropped the rest off in the TV room. “Good, ‘cause I don’t need to see anything like that. Can I crash the party?”
Jerrin cocked his head. “It won’t be any fun,” he warned.
She considered that. “But maybe I can give you my support, and
help keep Kurt out of trouble.”
Jerrin smiled at her, detouring by
his room and picking up a feminine change of clothes. The three entered the lab, and Dr. McCoy looked up,
surprised. “Yes?”
“It’s time,” Jerrin said. “They’re here for the company, such as it
is.”
“Well, then, let’s get your first
exam over with. If you two will wait
here?”
Jerrin came out to the recovery
room, wearing cotton pajamas and a festoon of wires. He settled on the bed, and the wire harness was plugged in. “Okay, he’s going to take continuous
readings, and get a blood sample every half hour. Other that that, I was going to take a nap.”
“How long do you think it will
take?” Kurt said.
“Probably a few hours for the first
half, and the same for the last part, it doesn’t feel like a fast change. Those are a lot rougher on me. What you’ll be seeing is my male
characteristics fading until I’m completely androgynous. I’ll get another exam, and then I’ll become
increasingly feminine. Are you sure you
want to stay?”
“Yes,” Kurt said. “I don’t want it to be mysterious to
me. I want to understand.”
Rogue gave him a look, “And I’ll
keep you both company.”
They talked about TV shows, games,
and other things, while Hank came in like clockwork to get a new blood
sample. Jerrin’s face became more
angular, almost gaunt, and his muscle bulk dwindled from thin but athletic to
just thin. When he was poised in the
middle of the Change, Hank took him off for another examination, and then
helped Jerrin get plugged into the monitors again. “I’ll bring us all dinner before the next draw,” Hank said.
Jerrin could see his friend’s
fascination at the alterations he underwent for the next few hours. The slender, sexless lines of his face and
body softened and rounded. His… now her…
chest grew, and her proportions realigned to the feminine.
“If you don’t stop staring at her
chest, little brother, I’ll smack you silly.”
Kurt jumped guiltily and blushed darkly.
Jerrin laughed, her voice softer
sounding as she said, “As long as it’s him, I don’t mind.”
“Well, I mind. It’s rude, Kurt, and you know it.”
“Sorry,” he said to her. To Jerrin, he said, “Forgive me?”
“Of course.” She took his hand and held it, smiling at
him.
He looked back into her silver
eyes. “I called her.”
“And?” The tight control in his voice didn’t bode well.
“She was glad I was all right after
the kidnapping. She said she missed me,
and then… she told me about this guy she met…
To be honest, I don’t remember much after that. I did say that I was happy for her, and she
wished me luck finding someone myself.”
Jerrin drew the velvety hand to her
face, cradling it to her cheek. Kurt
watched her with a little smile on his face, and Rogue looked away in
discomfort. “I’m sorry, Kurt,” Jerrin
said. “I know how much that must
hurt.” With her empathy, Jerrin could
feel his pain, coiled around a sense of relief.
“You know that I already figured it
wasn’t going to work with Amanda. But I
guess I’m glad that she made the break first.”
“That’s because you’re a man of your
word, and you made promises to her.”
She brushed her lips against his hand and let him go.
Rogue snorted. “Are you two gonna get all mushy on me?”
“I suppose it feels easier to allow
ourselves to express our feelings when I’m like this; more normal. It shouldn’t, though. I’m still Jerrin, no matter my gender, and I
still care for him. Which is why this
last week has been so difficult… the waiting...”
“I know.” Kurt rubbed his head tiredly.
“It’s just so much to think about.”
“I’ve been thinking about that
myself. It’s entirely my fault, but I
let you think you’d have to adjust to everything all at once, and not even Dad
did that. He had a year to consider
entering into a relationship to Mom, and after they were together, it was
another year before their first full mind-bond. It was even a year after that before he became a Qard. But there’s no need for things to go even
that fast.”
“You think that three years is
fast?” Kurt said. “I suppose it would
be, to you.”
“Here’s my thought. We take it slow. You’re sixteen this year, close to seventeen?” Kurt nodded. “In about a year, I’ll still be seventeen, and I can give you a
reversible longevity treatment that will synchronize our aging. That gives you time, too. Time to get to know me, and decide if I’m who
you want to be with.” Kurt’s eyes
widened, as she asked, “Does this help you at all?”
“Of course it does! More and more this last week, I’ve thought
of you… of knowing more about you, but all of this… baggage kept making me
hesitate.”
“Hang on,” Rogue said. “Obviously I didn’t catch everything when I
touched Jerrin, mostly because I didn’t want to know too much, so you guys are
talking over my head here.”
Hank came in to get his last blood
sample. “Let me do this last exam,”
Jerrin said. “Then we can take it to my
room.” Rogue nodded, eyes flashing with
impatience. Dr. McCoy looked curious as
to what he’d overheard, but he didn’t ask questions. Jerrin switched into her change of clothes, and walked back to
her room with them.
As soon as the door was closed, Kurt
turned to his sister. “Do you know she
asked me if I wanted to have a relationship?”
Rogue nodded, looking at Jerrin.
“It’s where my heart led me,” Jerrin
said, “but I screwed it up. I went so
overboard about the problems involved that I forgot about the safeguards that
have been developed over the years since Dad first went through it. Not everyone can handle becoming a Qard, and
we learn from our mistakes.” She
winced. “I was afraid. It’s so easy for a Telempath to be torn to
shreds in a relationship gone bad, that I thought it better to err on the side
of caution…”
Rogue cut her off. “So, what do you mean about your dad
‘becoming’ a Qard? The short version,
please.”
Jerrin tucked her thumb into her
palm, and raised her hand. “When Mom
was born, there were five living Qard, all from the same immediate family. By bringing in outside bloodlines, in the
form of humans and others who’ve become part of the Family, the race is
thriving now. My dad, always the
pioneer, was the first.” She looked at
Kurt. “If he chooses me, that will be
in Kurt’s future some day.”
“What’s this about longevity, then?”
Rogue sat on a chair, and slouched down, her elbows on her legs, facing them.
Kurt answered her. “They age three times slower then we
do. Next year, say, in about six
months, we’ll both be partway through seventeen… but after that, my aging will quickly outstrip his… Hers.”
Rogue shook her head and looked out
the window. She turned to Kurt. “And you’re actually considering this?”
“I care for her, and we could see
what happens…” Kurt said.
Rogue sighed. “Will you listen to your sister?” Jerrin winced again, and sat down on the
bed.
“I’ll listen, Rogue,” Kurt said, but
his tail twitched nervously back and forth, betraying his anxiety.
“Don’t worry so much; you’re giving
yourself an ulcer. If you’re still
interested in half a year, take the treatment.”
She looked at Jerrin. “Reversible,
you said?” Jerrin nodded. “Be sure, Kurt. Be real sure before you even think about calling it an engagement,
or… whatever. Just… take it slow. You’ll do the right thing, I’m sure of it.”
“Ja. I think you have the right idea. Thank you, sister.” He peered at her through his bangs. “Do you mind… do we have your blessing… if
we try to work out a relationship?”
“Yeah, if you both mellow out about
it. Take care, guys.” She brushed some of Kurt’s hair out of his
eyes with her gloved hand, and left the room.
Jerrin hugged her pillow, leaning
against her headboard. “I’m sorry I put
so much pressure on you. I was an
idiot.”
Kurt perched on the chair, tail
curling around his feet. “There is no
harm done after all. It made me think
very carefully about the things you warned me about, and I realized that I
don’t care about most of it.” He rose
and sat next to her. “Stay, and see if
we’re meant to be more than friends.”
He pulled the pillow away, and hugged her.
Jerrin knew she was wildly projecting
her joy, but she didn’t care. Kurt’s
silky hair brushed her neck as he rubbed his cheek against hers, and she sighed
in delight. She turned to kiss him, but
he drew away slightly. “Shh. Don’t rush, now.” He stroked her face.
“Your emotions are overwhelming you, and you’re not thinking straight…
and we both need to.”
She laughed a little. “Hormones suck. I’m always this way…” Well,
on this end of the Change, anyway.
His lips quirked in a wicked smile,
and he leaned back, holding her arms.
“You may be an adult, but I am not.
While I live under the Professor’s roof, I can’t do anything to get him
in trouble. So as tempting as you are…”
and his eyes left no doubt about his appreciation for her, “… I have to go
now. Gute Nacht, Jerrin.” He rose and quietly closed the door behind
him as he left.
“Gute Nacht.” She whispered, and wrapped her arms around
herself to try to keep the feel of him for a little longer. He wanted her to stay, in spite of her
mistake. She was still smiling to herself
as she fell asleep.
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