The meetings of Nightcrawler and You

In the Night

It was tuesday night. I didn't know why but I couldn't seem to fall asleep. I'd been laying here trying to block my thoughts for a couple of hours, but with no success. Thoughts. Alot of thoughts filled my head. Maybe because I somehow missed Kurt, since I hadn't seen him in a couple of days, and maybe, just maybe I had feelings for this blue guy. Or maybe because the news about a mutant trying to wipe the human race off the planet has gotten out. It was in the news yesterday, and I feel like I'm just waiting for the next war to come. And what exactely are his plans? We don't know, it might as well involve killing. Why can't everyone accepts everyone? If I can, why can't everyone else, mutant or not? We all come from the same, and we're all connected by the same energy and consciousness. Some people just have the wrong idea about life. 

I felt the heat trying to dry me out, and I just wanted to roll off my bed, and lay on the cold floor for a while. My bed covers were kicked to the floor already, trying to survive the warmth, I was rolling around in bed, only in a pair of panties. I stopped myself, and tried to calm down, by looking out the open window. Behind the blowing curtains, I spotted an almost fullmoon. Through thousands and thousands of years, the moon has always been loyal, even after seeing the worst parts of this planet. War, death and betrayal. The moon always stays the same. Like a guardian for the rest of us.

The sky were naked of stars. It was all blue colour. Dark blue, like the guy taking all the space in my thoughts, giving me no peace to sleep. The face was an ingraved picture, that kept popping up in my thoughts. I rolled over on my back, and looked up into the ceiling, studying the cracks in the wood. Laying on my bed, almost naked, I heard an unexpected BAMF. If I'd know That would happen I would've put on some more clothes. But there he was, almost invisible in the darkness, his golden eyes the only thing giving him away. I couldn't do anything but immediatly grab my pillow from behind, to cover the most of my body, in a now sitting position. 

"Jeez, You can't do that!" I whispered, not wanting to wake up my dad. I clutched my pillow tight, in front of my body, pretenting he hadn't already seen it all. He looked confused, and a little startled. Out of words he looked at his hands, like he didn't know what to do with himself. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to teleport here. I was just zinking of you, and zee next zing I knew I was here." He said. I couldn't really make up my mind, if I wanted him to stay or leave. "I've never done zis before. I usually can only teleport to places I can see." He continued. He looked both confused and amazed by himself. It was nice to see his face again, and hear his voice. After all the thoughts I'd had about him the last couple of days, he was now right in front of me. "You can't sleep either?" I asked, ignoring my heart, trying to burst. "No, I don't sleep much at night." His eyes were shining in the darkness, the only two stars in the night. "I'll leave now." "No no, you don't have to. Neither of us can sleep, you can keep me company if you want." I smiled at him, silently begging him. "But you're naked." He said embarrased. "Yeah, it's just way too hot for clothes. Can you look in my wardrobe, I have some old t-shirts at the top shelf I use as nightwear." 

He turned around, to look at my wardrobe, and opened it. He didn't even have to stand on his toes to reach the top shelf, as he was so tall. "zis?" He asked, holding a big black t-shirt in his hands. I nodded. He came over to stand beside my bed, and handed me the t-shirt. "Close your eyes." I said softly. His eyes fell shut, and I removed the pillow from in front of me. The t-shirt was surprisingly cold, when I put it on, cooling me down. It was big enough to hide my panties too. "Done." He opened his eyes, and through the darkness, I could see a soft smile forming on his lips. Now my body was covered up, I layed down on my bed again, and looked up into the golden eyes before me. My hand found his wrist, and pulled him down on the bed beside me. He was too wearing what looked like night clothes. A pair of loose pants, and a t-shirt. I was surprised he could bear to wear so much clothes, but his skin felt cold when I touched it. 

"I've been zinking alot zee last couple of days.... about you." He said, looking at the ceiling. His hands were folded on his stomach, and the only thing separating us, was his tail. I was laying on my side studying his face. His jaw was tense, and his eyes glazed. "I've been wanting to get to you, before zis rumours I've heard...." He trailed off. "What kind of rumours?" I asked, very curious about what he'd heard. "Nozing you have to worry about..." He said this as if he just didn't want to talk about it. He turned around, facing me, looking directly into my eyes and soul. I couldn't deny my heart was beating faster than normal, as his eyes studied the features of my face. He didn't look away, or close his eyes, but kept studying every inch of me, like it was the first time he'd seen me. I kept looking at his eyes, memorising every bit of gold, and ignoring the feeling in my stomach. I felt out of breath, and out of words. My mind was wiped from every thought I knew, the only thing I could think about was now. 

"I just can't stop zinking about you..." He whispered, his mid-finger grazing my cheek. My words were stuck in my throat. It was like my brain knew what to say, but my mouth didn't. "No one has ever made me feel like I belong as you do. I don't feel like I have to hide, when I'm with you." The only thing I was capable of, was forcing every breath out of my mouth, as it felt like the air was stuck in my lungs. "Just say if you want me to stop." He said leaning forward. The golden flames were moving in his eyes, as he slowly closed them. My eyes were only seeing blue, dark blue colour. Dark blue full lips, dark blue button nose. When he was only centimeters away from my face, he opened his eyes for a moment, to study my reaction. My hand found its way to his cheek, and I closed my eyes, as my lips touched his. At that moment I felt a lightening strike my body. My breath uncontrolable. My lips not wanting to let go. It was a slow kiss, and I was able to feel every inch of his lips. His arms around me. My fingers clutching his shirt. When he pulled back, I didn't want to open my eyes, I just wanted to imagine his lips still on mine. My lips formed a smile, and I could still feel his breath on me, and his hands on my waist. 

I was able to relax. My thoughts had gone away. All the death and war in this world were forgotten. My eyes still closed, I felt sleepy all of a sudden. He wasn't letting me go, and I could finally give in to the sleepy feeling in my body. "I'm glad I got to do that, before someone else." He whispered in my ear, before I fell asleep.

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That morning I woke up to an empty bed. I had no sense of time and space, and rolled over to check the time on my alarmclock. 7.46 am. I wouldn't be able to make it to school in time, but that didn't matter. I felt happier than I'd been for a long time. It was like I lived in another world, were school didn't excist. I got up from my bed, still wearing my black t-shirt, I was sweating. I remembered the night, what had happened. The soft lips. I went over to my window, to feel the cold air touching my skin. It was another sunny day, but windy too. My eyes fell upon something sticking to my open window. Some kind of note? I grabbed it, before the wind had a chance to blow it away, and read. "Come to the mansion tomorrow night." It didn't say whom it was from, but it wasn't hard to guess.