The Sun's Night 7:
Defining Words

by Fur and Fantasy
PG-13 for M/M
full contents and notes located at the bottom of the file

When Kurt popped in for the evening, Roberto wasn't in bed. Instead he was playing with a laptop computer that Kurt was pretty sure hadn't been there before. Sitting on the desk next to it was a digital camera.

"New toy?" He asked curiously from the bed.

"Partially." He chuckled. "And partially mom's way of saying I should write her more often. It's easier to e-mail her than write her it seems."

"Faster than international mail at least." He nodded.

"And more reliable." He smiled. "Archaeological sites don't have the most reliable mail service, but they are electronically connected these days. And she wanted to know about the new guy in my life from me, instead of second hand from Mikey."

"Urr, right." Kurt nodded, suddenly very uneasy about the camera sitting there.

"Hey, she's cool about it." Roberto grinned reassuringly, and then caught Kurt's reaction to the camera. "Yeah, she did ask for a picture. I told her you were a bit camera shy, but I'd ask."

He sighed. "You can take one." He clicked the holoprojector on.

"The real you, Kurt." Roberto asked gently. "As cute as your hologram is, it's not the truth."

"I've had enough of being put on display." He shook his head. "My fuzzy blue self is not going on the internet."

"It's not going on the internet, Kurt." Roberto said reassuringly. "It's a secure, encrypted e-mail to my mother. I wouldn't even consider it until she said they had recently upgraded all their computer security protocols. Without her security key, the email is just gibberish."

Even with the hologram it was fairly easy to read the internal battle between trust, warranted paranoia and personal feelings. "She can pull you out, you know."

"Yes, but she won't." He said quietly, certainly. "She trusts the Professor, apparently they go back a ways."

"How can you be that sure?" Worry dominated his fine features, with a dozen things unsaid.

"Two things mostly." Roberto said reassuringly. "Mom's supported me through everything else, including the disaster that hospitalized a bunch of spectators at the soccer game where my powers came out. And that was the agreement when I agreed to come here; I'd give it a try, but it was up to me whether I stayed or not. See, I didn't really want to come at first." He said quietly.

Kurt fell silent, back to the internal debate again. In the end he shook his head. "No photo of blue and fuzzy."

"Okay, Kurt." Roberto nodded. "I told her you didn't like cameras." He smiled easily.

"Nein," he murmured quietly, remembering a time not even a year before when he was constantly in the spotlight and the flash of the camera was just part of life. He'd adapted to this version without all that so quickly. "Not anymore."

"It's okay, really." Roberto assured him, as he stood and put a reassuring hand on Kurt's shoulder. A tail wrapped around his forearm gently as Kurt nodded. "Time for bed, I think."

"Sounds good," he smiled back and squirmed under the covers, still in uniform.

"This has become my favorite part of the day." Roberto smiled warmly, as he slipped under the covers with Kurt, snuggling close.

"Mmm, I like the waking up better." Kurt grinned teasingly and brushed his tail along Roberto's leg. "More fun."

"That's true." Roberto grinned back, and brushed his hand along Kurt's cheek. "So, do you sleep in uniform when you sleep alone?" He asked curiously.

"Usually," he glanced up, his expression nearly an apology for something he didn't understand. "I've always slept dressed."

"Just curious." Roberto smiled, indicating that no apology was needed. "It's one of those things everybody does a little different. You sleep dressed, I just wear boxers, and my brother doesn't wear anything at all." He added for example.

"Nothing?" Kurt's face sort of scrunched up. "How can that be comfortable?"

"Beats me." Roberto shrugged. "I asked him that once, he said couldn't get how sleeping dressed could be comfortable. I think it's just a personal thing. Kind of like how some people like chocolate and other people can't stand it."

"Right," he nodded and snuggled against him, still rather weirded out by the concept of sleeping with nothing on. "As long as it doesn't hurt anybody, I guess it really shouldn't matter."

"That's true of most things." Roberto nodded and kissed him gently on the cheek as they settled in to sleep.

Roberto was lying on his bed, wearing only his running shorts as was normal. He read the letter a couple of times, and as usual he was stuck with the fact that his mother was making sense. She usually did, even when it was inconvenient. This, however, was a little more delicate than usual since Roberto was reluctant to start another conversation about relationships, considering how the last one had gone.

He was still rereading when Kurt's distinctive bamf of arrival made him look up into the smiling blue face above him.

"Hiya, Kurt." Roberto smiled up at his friend.

"Hi," he smiled back, his attention both on the letter and trying not to read it, as this one was in English.

"Letter from my mother." He smiled as he folded the letter and put it back in the envelope. "Oh, she told me to give her regards to my shy boyfriend." He grinned at Kurt and caught a quickly controlled looked of confusion and discomfort before the other teen did a midair twist to land on the bed.

"Boyfriend?" His expression settled on bewildered.

"That's mother's interpretation." He smiled. "I didn't actually tell her that. And I expect it's what most of the Institute thinks as well. It is the term used for a relationship between two guys who sleep together." He chuckled weakly. "But I think we'd have figure out what we both mean by the word relationship, before we could actually decide if it's true or not."

"Right." Kurt went from bewildered to wary far too fast as he sat down on the bed to watch him.

"Well, I think it's pretty clear we don't mean the same thing." Roberto added quietly. "Your's seems to include kids by default, and mine only includes them as an after-effect."

"I noticed," Kurt nodded, not quite getting what was happening. "What does it matter? We're both guys."

"Because two guys can have a relationship just the same as a guy and a girl." Roberto said quietly. "The emotions are all the same. Only the mechanics differ."

Kurt just looked confused for a while as he tried to make sense of a statement that went against his upbringing. Or he thought he did. Maybe it didn't.

Maybe it just didn't matter here. It wasn't like he'd ever go back now.

"I still don't want kids." He tried to be responsible, as he'd been taught, to warn this off before it got ugly years down the road. He didn't understand why it was so important to Roberto to call it something it probably wasn't, but if it made him happy, Kurt didn't care enough about it to argue too much.

"We're both guys, kids aren't possible." Roberto said a bit confused. "But what does a relationship mean to you, really?"

"It's a social construct so there's someone to look after the young." He explained with a slight shrug.

"Interesting." Roberto said quietly. "That's what most people would call marriage." He nodded. "But how about all the people who don't have kids? If two people love and care for each other, isn't that a relationship?" He asked gently, curious about what was really going on inside Kurt's head.

"They're lovers, sometimes." He tried to remember back to the little time he'd cared to find out. The time before he'd understood that he'd never have children of his own. "Mostly it was just there. Not many wanted that."

"It's very different here. More people have relationships without kids, then actually have kids." Roberto said gently. "And being lovers is a relationship, there are many kinds of relationships." He explained, trying to be careful to explain the difference without making fun of what Kurt believed.

"All right," he nodded, still not very sure of things. "But you could have a girl."

"Not who I'm interested in right now." Roberto smiled gently. "There's nothing inherently better about being with a girl." He said softly, only about half sure he believed that, but he didn't like the implication that somehow choosing a guy wasn't as valid.

Kurt opened his mouth to say something, then shook his head and let it drop. He'd understand in time, or he wouldn't. Either way it hardly mattered. This was what he had, and it was a lot more than he'd ever expected in those moments when he was truly honest with himself. "All right."

"Maybe it'll make more sense in time." Roberto said gently, as he brushed his hand along Kurt's cheek and watched those yellow eyes slip closed. "That's why Logan was trying to give us details though. He assumes we'd gotten to the being boyfriend part, and in a lot of peoples' minds that means sex." He shrugged. "A lot of assumptions actually."

"Yes, there are." He smiled weakly. "On all sides."

"Yeah, that's true." Roberto admitted, as his hand reached back to gently trace one of Kurt's elfin ears, causing him to tremble slightly with a soft gasp. "Trick is getting through all the assumptions, to the truth."

"Yeah," he whispered threw a tight throat. "The truth for us."

"That's what's important." He agreed quietly and caressed the ear again with a slow gentle touch that drew a whimpering moan and arousal more intense that the more intimate touch they sometimes shared in the morning.

Roberto smiled and reached his other hand up so he could caress both ears at the same time, using the same gentle touch as before.

Kurt simply tried to remember how to breathe. With his eyes closed and his voice not really under his control, he was only peripherally aware that he'd moved to put his head in Roberto's lap and sprawled out on his back to touch himself in response to the sensations swirling threw his body.

Roberto smiled, pleased at having found a new way to pleasure Kurt, and continued to gently caress the gracefully pointed ears. Kurt's head rested in his lap close to his own slowly growing arousal, the hot breath, sounds of pleasure and sight of his affection touching himself threw his uniform making rather short work of the process.

The Sun's Night 7: Defining Words

PG-13 for M/M
Het Level is None
Slash Level is
Femslash Level is None
Herm Level is None

11 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Finished
Written June 5, 2003 by Rauhnee Ranshanka and Todd McCall

Setting: X-Men: Evolution

Primary Races: Human, Mutant

Contents: Furry. Slash (M/M).

Pairings: Roberto 'Sunspot' DaCosta/Kurt 'Nightcrawler' Wagner

Blurb: Letters from family raise some tensions, but they also help out some.

Disclaimer: All things taken directly from the sources listed under 'Fandoms' belong to the owners of those shows. No harm is intended and we're definitely not making any money. Now, the things we created are ours, and if you see 'Non-FanFic' up there, it's probably all ours.

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