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Innocent Of Evil	By : KMac Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General Views: 2974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Some �Laters� Are Now

The tail slipped gently out of his hand and Jerrin woke,
looking up at Kurt.� The kid looked
mussed, like he�d been sleeping, too.� Good.� �We�re here?�� Kurt nodded.� Jerrin sat up,
handing Kurt his coat, and pulling up the guitar case.� �I�ll stay as long as you need me to stay,
but I can do without the �homo� routine, from anyone.�� He shrugged.� �I can�t help what I am.�

Kurt helped him up, and took the case as they left the van.� �Will you finally tell me what you mean by
that?�

Kitty�s erstwhile lynch mob hung around to hear the answer,
as Scott hung up the keys on the garage�s pegboard.� �Remember when you asked me if I thought that bisexuality was
genetic?�� Kurt nodded again.� �For my race, it is.� I am physically, and anatomically
bi-sexed.� Dr. McCoy properly described
me as a hermaphrodite, except I�m never fully both genders at once.� I�m either one, or the other, or transitioning
in between.� I think the trendy
scientific term for it is �Intersexual�*.�

Kurt�s tail perked up.�
�Thank Gott.� I thought I
was going crazy.� I couldn�t understand�
why in some of my memories you�re�� His
cheeks turned dark, almost purple,�
��you�re a girl.�� Kurt couldn�t
meet his eyes from his embarrassment� but the disgust and homophobia that
Jerrin was afraid he would feel in him simply wasn�t there.� His friends were radiating a distinct
uneasiness, though.

Jerrin sat on the hood of a car in the garage, and reached
for his guitar case.� Unzipping a compartment
in the lid, he flipped through some papers before pulling out two portrait
photos.� He handed them to Kurt.� �This is my immediate family.� That�s Mom, Dad, and my sister Jolie and me,
all in our usual genders.�� The people
in the photos were Qards, with the typical six fingers.� The bluish/grayish skin overtone were a
common characteristic, as were the elfish ears and carnivore�s teeth.� They all showed some extent of androgyny in
their features. In the first picture a dark-haired woman with a confident
expression and Jerrin�s features stood close to a slightly shorter, athletic
looking man with golden brown hair and chestnut beard.� In front of them were Jerrin, and a
green-eyed girl with her father�s hair.�
�That�s Jo and I in the second one, too, but in that one we�d each
Changed.�

Kurt was gazing at the second photo.� In it, a femimine version of Jerrin was
sharing a smile with a blonde-brown haired youth with stubbly cheeks.� �You do resemble your mother� but � I have
seen this girl.� I know her.�

Biblically, Kurt, but let�s not get into that.� �Compare my female form to Mom.� It�s spooky.�� Kurt shook his head in amused wonderment, and Jerrin passed the
photos to the others.� It was
interesting to see their expressions change, as if seeing pictures of him with
his family made him somehow less of an alien, or a stranger.

�What do you mean by, your �usual genders�?� Kitty asked.

�Maybe he should finish this inside,� Logan said, as he
joined them.� �In the rec-room please,
so the younger kids don�t have to hear about it.�� Scott handed him the photos, and Logan looked at them as he waved
them out of the garage and on to the living room.

�Jamie is the youngest, and he already knows about my part
in this,� Kurt said.� �Why not let him
hear the rest, so he doesn�t think the worst of me?�� Logan threw up his hands, and gave the pictures to the Professor.

Jerrin walked stiffly to the couch and sat.� He briefly covered what he�d said in the
garage, and continued.� �A Qard�s gender
is determined by one third willpower, one third hormonal cycles, and the last
third by their reactions to environmental influences, such as stress,
frustration, and emotional upset.�
That�s only one third I have direct control of.� I have a slight preference to the masculine,
and if things are going well, I can manage to stay that way about two-thirds of
the time.� However, things have not
been going well lately, and the Changes have been involuntary and more
frequent.� Does that answer your
question, Kitty?�

�So, you can really be on both sides of the gender gap?�
Jean said.

�Not at the same time.�
I switch sides.� Technically,
we�re gender neutral, as our putative genders are preferential only.�� He looked at Hank.� �I�m sure you�ve watched the films they took of me.� Did you notice the asexual state I passed
through each time?�

�I did.� I must say I
was horrified at the barbarities they subjected you to.�

�Nothing like being strapped naked to a table under a bunch of
cameras while my body parts re-arranged themselves,� Jerrin grimaced at the
memory.� �Twice.�

�They filmed the �staring� you talked of.�� Kurt looked upset.

Jerrin nodded.� �Male
to female is the harder Change, for me.�
I get� emotional.� �Qard PMS�, Mom
calls it.� Female to male is always
easier, for some reason, probably because I feel I�m returning to my preferred
state.� That�s something else I promised
to explain to you when we got out of there.�

�Didn�t you think you could have told me?� Kurt said.� �They already knew� the only one who didn�t
know was me.� Did you think it was funny
to conceal this from me?�� Kurt wasn�t
just upset, he looked positively wounded.

�I am sorry.� You�ve
experienced unwarranted hate because of your mutation.� Homophobia and its relatives are just as
hurtful.� I considered you a friend, and
I didn�t want to risk that.� Your �God
loves you anyway� comment told me you weren�t immune to that kind of
attitude.� What did you expect me to
say?� It was bad enough they were
calling me a homo.� Your society says
that people who don�t fit the rigid �normal� gender roles are dangerous and
perverse, and� I was weak enough to want to shield the one normal interaction I
had in there from that kind of stress.�

Kurt bowed his head, looking pensive.� �You feared I would react badly if I knew
you were different.�

�What would you think if I said �God loves you anyway� about
you being a mutant, or a German, or any kind of minority?� There�s a patronizing condemnation inherent
in the statement, just as odious as what you said to me.� It�s if as if you�re saying that He
may love you, but no-one else should.��
Kurt winced, and nodded his understanding.

Jamie looked puzzled.�
�What happens to your�� He made
a vague gesture near his belt-buckle.�
��uh, �guy stuff� when you�re a girl?�

Nuh-uh, little boy.�
Not even.� �I understand your
curiosity, but perhaps you should ask your teachers about that.� Dr. McCoy has all the information if he
feels it is appropriate to share it with you.��
Or you should wait another ten years.� If Kurt asked, on the other hand�� �This is the way my people are and always have been.� I won�t apologize for it.�� He yawned so hard he sat blinking in
dizziness.� Too much talking, not
enough sleep.� �While I got a nap in
the van, I�m still very tired.� I know
we haven�t finished talking yet, Kurt, but I hope I�ve made some things clear.�

�My memories make a little more sense now.� The rest can wait, I guess.�� Kurt�s tail twitched, and he didn�t seem to
know what to do with his hands.

Something was still eating at him.� �Not all of it, though,� Jerrin said.� �Does anyone mind if we have a private chat up in my room before
I pass out?� No?� Good.��
He got up and struggled up the stairs, not waiting to see if anyone
would raise an objection.� Kurt came
with him, carrying the case.� Once in
his room, Jerrin delved under the dobro for another hidden compartment, and
brought out a big shoulder bag that shouldn�t have fit inside the case even if
the guitar was absent.� Kurt frowned in
confusion, and Jerrin sighed, �Don�t ask.�

The kid smiled tightly.�
Jerrin took the bag into the bathroom and changed into some
sleepwear.� Thank the Lord he�d been
given his own bathroom.� The distress
his presence would cause in either of the student facilities would be
enormous.� Comical, though.� �What do you need to ask me?�

Kurt paced at the foot of the bed where Jerrin sat.� �Why� why are you limping like that?� Is that because of me?�

Jerrin suppressed a surprised smile.� �Um� Saddle sore?� Your attentions were vigorous and insistent, and I did most of the
receiving.�

Kurt brow was furrowed in distress.� �Like, the marks on your neck?�� Jerrin nodded.� Kurt grimaced and stopped near him.� �Do you� hate me?�� He
whispered hoarsely, seeming on the verge of tears.

�No, Kurt.� Far from
it.� I don�t blame you, I only blame
them.� It happened because of the drugs,
and nothing else.� You are not evil or
deviant**.� In my opinion, you were violated
just as much as I was. We are fellow victims, you and I.� Please keep that in mind.�� Slowly he reached out and took hold of
Kurt�s shoulder.� He gently drew him
closer until their foreheads touched.�
�We�ll get through this, my friend, I promise.�� Jerrin�s stomach clenched at the smell of
tears on Kurt�s velvet cheeks.� He wiped
them away with a shaking hand.� �Can we
finish this later, Kurt?� I really need
to sleep.�

Kurt smiled a little.�
�Thank you, Jer.�� He gave Jerrin
an impulsive, almost embarrassed buss on the cheek, before he hurried from the
room.

Jer?� He had a
nickname� Sleep took him with a smile on his face.

* A/N: Check Wikipedia for �Intersexuality� to find that
even among humans, Gender isn�t as clear-cut a deal as we�ve always been taught
it is.
** A/N: It is from this I derived the story�s title.� Despite doing things that he thinks of as
being Evil (due to the chemical coercion), Kurt is yet an Innocent.
And, lastly, I couldn�t resist the chapter title, and its
sideways reference to the NowLaters candy.
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