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Mirror, Mirror	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mirror, Mirror Chapter Two

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�Shit,� Kitty hissed softly under her breath, her armload of books and binders scattering into a beautiful mess at her feet, sliding in a trail towards the end of the row of tables. A few people glared at her but most went on with their business in the library, all of them in varying stages of stress-induced high blood pressure.

�Here, let me,� a low voice murmured, it�s owner already bent low, picking up a sheaf of papers covered in Kitty�s cramped cursive scrawl of blue ink.

�Thank you so much,� Kitty sighed, dropping to her knees to gather up her physics notes. Molecular biology had skidded several feet further on, and her folder of computer science work was being smashed under the leg of someone�s chair as they fidgeted over their own homework. The only thing that did not seem to be trying to flee from her grasp was the letter she had received from Kurt that afternoon, a flowing and romantic missive that he said he sent the �old fashioned way� because it was just so much more meaningful than random pixels and things he did not understand. She tucked that thick envelope into her sweater pocket as she stood, depositing her armful of recovered papers and books on a thankfully empty table. Her helper rose as well, his armload considerably larger as he turned to smile down at her. Kitty found herself staring, captivated by the intense look in his eyes as he surveyed her harried countenance. �Um, thanks,� she said, her voice a bare whisper.

�Not a problem,� he said genially. �Are you alright? I couldn�t help but notice,� he paused, his face coloring a dull bronze. �I couldn�t help but notice you look a little stressed.� He shifted his burden to one arm and extended his right hand for Kitty to grasp. �I should introduce myself before announcing my assumptions about your mental state. My name�s Pete.�

�Kitty,� she said, smiling in return as she shook his hand firmly. �And yeah, I�m a bit stressed. I�ve got some projects due and I�m behind. I had to go home for a few days to�help sort some things out.�[1] She sighed tiredly. �I�m behind by three days.�

Pete frowned, patting her shoulder familiarly and shaking his head. �A pretty girl like you should make time for herself, especially if you have some real world stuff to deal with. School is just school. It�s not the most important thing in the world!�

Kitty stared openly, feeling her lips part as she tried to stem the outburst rising to her lips. She finally managed to make it sound like a bemused laugh rather than a sharp cry of disbelief. �I�m on a complicated track,� she finally said, before Pete could continue. �I have to keep up with my work.�

Pete looked down at the books in his arms and glanced at the pile on the table. �Looks like you have Harrison, Morgan and McAllister�s lectures. If anyone is in need of a nap, it�s you.�

A helpless laugh puffed from her lips before she could stop it. �Probably.� Pete smiled at her and Kitty felt her lips curve in return, an honest smile that she felt down to her toes. Pete was handsome, she noted, athletic. That whole �All American� thing that Rogue liked to make fun of and Amara secretly admired. Kitty shrugged and reached for the books Pete still held in his arms, adding, �My boyfriend is always telling me that I need to relax, too.�

�Boyfriend?� Pete queried, allowing Kitty to take back her belongings and stepping back as she gathered up the entire lot. �Ah� well, maybe you should listen to him,� he said, the disappointment flickering behind his eyes.

Kitty smiled, a warm and familiar coiling of feeling in her belly making her wish for Kurt. �I should,� she agreed. She looked around the study room and shrugged again. �Thanks, Pete,� she said. �See you around campus, I guess.� She did not look back as she headed for the library�s main doors but she could feel his eyes on her, or at least she thought she could. She had been back at school for a week since all Hell had broken lose at the mansion and every day, she found herself making a deal with the powers that be. If she could make it through one more day, she would bargain with herself, she could call Kurt that night. If she made it through one more lecture, she could go into town and buy a new pair of shoes. Kurt�s letter in her mailbox that day had nearly undone her. She wanted to rush back to her dorm room and call home. She wanted to tell him she was sorry for everything, that it was stupid of her to come back to school when it was just draining her and making them both miserable. But she did not. She told herself she would wait, that Kurt would get over it and understand why. They still were not back together but at the same time� She knew, in a way that she could not explain, that they would never really be apart. She loved him and cursed him at the same time, as she was sure he did her. She could not imagine a day when she would not miss him, want him, need him and love him.

The chill September air cut across her cheeks and tousled her hair as she reached the courtyard of her dormitory. The darkened glass of the door flashed with her reflection as she reached for the handle and Kitty paused. She was tired. She looked it, felt it, and even breathed exhaustion. It showed in her eyes, the dark hollows where life once danced. It showed in her dress, once so careful and now haphazard. The thick lump of the envelope bulged in her sweater pocket and Kitty felt tears prick the back of her eyes as she jerked the door open. She did not know what she was becoming, where she was going, but she felt as if she might die before she got there.

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[1] See �Tempest in a Teapot,� lol.
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