Kurtailing a bad situation c10

The media frenzy of the following two weeks was overwhelming for Kurt and the others. Kurt wanted people to know that he was still Kurt and that he didn’t want to end up in a zoo.

While some seemed nervous about the idea of hybrids, others seemed almost envious of them. Some thought Kurt and the others were blessed, while others thought them cursed.

Some worried that Rosalind and others changed by Rocket experiments could be dangerous.

Kurt and the others understood that they would need to earn the publics trust before the world could learn to trust and accept he and others like him.

Bobby had made an interesting discovery upon going home. He’d discovered that his brother and sisters had become Sneasel people! Keiko was so happy to see Bobby that she’d embraced him in a hug the moment they established who they all were. She’d even cried tears of joy; Bobby cried a few of his own when he realized that Keiko accepted him. She expressed an interest in him accompanying her almost right away.

Their parents had even become Weavile people!

Beverly vowed to stay by Jenny’s side as her recovery proceeded. She however, also wanted to assist Bobby in his emotional recovery. Beverly promised Bobby that she would prove to him how she cared for him. She added that if he thought kissing a telepath was enjoyable, when he was old enough and ready, she’d show him that there were other activities one could perform with a physic type that would knock his socks off.

People questioned the logic of a dark and psychic type as a couple but Beverly maintained that type alone was not enough to make a couple. Even when Bobby questioned if Beverly was motivated by sympathy for him, she made sure to let Bobby know that she cared for him and enjoyed his company.

Bobby had paid Skippy as a visit to thank him for giving Bobby a chance. Bobby saw Skippy as giving him more then a chance to redeem himself; Skippy gave Bobby a chance to regain and live his life.

David (with Skippy’s permission) revealed the truth about Skippy through interviews. Donna’s uncle Steve promised to do what he could to help find a cure for Skippy but Skippy insisted that any such cure should go to helping others that may have fallen victim to what changed Skippy as by that point, he was used to be a Charizard and preferred to stay that way.

Kurt was dinning at Rosalind’s house that evening. Skippy had flown Kurt over after a day of training with Skippy and David. Kurt had only been able to speak with Rosalind via the telephone but he was growing to like her. Despite their actual age difference and being opposing types, they were finding that they were bonding well.

Kurt sat across from the dinner table with Nathan beside him and Rosalind across from him. Kurt wore a blue shirt and jeans. Nathan had elected to wear only swim trunks, something he was growing fond of wearing.

Rosalind was wearing slacks and a blouse, which to her own admission was overdressed for her now. She much preferred shorts and a tree shirt or perhaps would even get away wearing only her fur as one couldn’t really see anything private. Kurt was too shy to not wear pants. He found the traditional role reversal of the girl telling him to mellow out ironic and enjoyable.

Dinner went well. Kurt got along with Rosalind’s parents and Nathan. While Rosalind’s father was a little concerned with Kurt being technically more then a decade older then Rosalind, he also realized that Rosalind cared for Kurt. Kurt seemed to have accepted his newfound childhood. He was acting in some ways more like his younger self but seemed to have retained the lessons he’d learned growing up as well as most of his maturity. Rosalind’s father doubted Kurt would harm Rosalind in any way.

After dinner, Kurt and Rosalind were taking a walk along the beach. Rosalind’s parents and brother watched from a distance but made sure to give Rosalind and Kurt privacy.

“I think that went well,” Kurt said. “Your Pachirisu is cute; maybe he could meet Yannai some day.”

“Sounds like fun,” Rosalind said. “How come the adults make us dress up for this sort of thing? You were an adult before this; do you know why they do that?”

“I dunno, I found it annoying too,” Kurt said. “I guess people sometimes worry too much about what others think. I mean, sometimes we hafta. I guess it is weird that adults always tell kids that fitting in isn’t everything when we – they are always worrying about it.”

“Yeah, people are weird.”

Rosalind looked at Kurt’s pants.

“How come you still wear shorts? You don’t need to any more.”

Kurt looked down and gulped. “I dunno, I guess I just…”

Rosalind kissed Kurt on the cheek. “I said it before and I’ll say it again; you’re so cute when you’re nervous.”

Kurt touched the cheek Rosalind had kissed and looked at her. He’d enjoyed it and wanted more. Having the body of a child may have kept more adult urges from influencing Kurt but he still felt affection.

Rosalind had saved Kurt as much as he did her yet Kurt didn’t feel bad about it. She’d also been protective of him.

Kurt could live with it. He’d never feel comfortable with most others but with Rosalind, he didn’t mind her being protective. The idea of him protecting her, being there for her and her being there for him appealed to Kurt.

“What do you think happened to that ghost guy?” Rosalind asked.

Kurt felt a tingle go down his spine; he still felt bad for what had happened with the Rocket despite knowing it was an accident. To the best of Kurt’s knowledge, no one had seen the Gengar the Rocket had become since Kurt and the others had escaped from the base.

“Did someone call?”

Kurt looked back and forth in search of the voice that seemed to come from nowhere.

“Who said that?” Kurt asked.

“It wasn’t me,” Rosalind replied.

Several pairs of footprints appeared in the sand before Kurt and Rosalind. Kurt felt a chill as the Gengar they’d just been talking to materialized.

“Me and my big mouth,” Rosalind said.

“So um, where have you been all this time?” Kurt asked.

The former Rocket grinned mischievously.

“One would think that people that enjoy a limerick or two would enjoy a surprise music video or two,” the Gengar said.  “Perhaps they dislike the concept of never giving someone up or letting them down. Oh well, their loss.”

Kurt looked at Rosalind.

“What’s he talking about?” Rosalind asked.

“You don’t wana know,” Kurt said. He turned to face the Gengar. “So, what are you going to do now?”

“Let’s just say there’s a certain nine tailed someone that said he’ll help me figure out how to redeem myself. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to be going. Oh Kurt, would you kindly reciprocate the kiss Rosalind gave you?”

Kurt looked at Rosalind. Her eyes seemed to stare into him. He gulped before walking over to her and putting his arms around her. Rosalind offered no resistance. The innocent smile on her face screamed for Kurt to kiss her.

As he locked lips with her, for a moment, just a moment, Kurt felt as though he and Rosalind were Kurt’s adult age. She was beautiful and Kurt wanted more to anything to make her happy. He knew she felt the same about him. Never before had Kurt felt this way about a girl. He loved it. For a few moments, he was in paradise.

It was over as soon as it seemed to start and Kurt and Rosalind were back to what one might call normal. Kurt knew that the memories of those few moments would last for a long time.

“What was that?” Rosalind asked.

“Some things are worth waiting for,” The Gengar said. “Well, see ya around kids. Have fun!”

The Gengar vanished as quickly as he’d appeared.

“Maybe he was right, maybe some things are worth waiting for,” Kurt said.

“You think something meant for us to be together?” Rosalind asked.

“I think something did,” Kurt said. With a smile he looked forward. “Want to continue our walk?”

Rosalind smiled and took Kurt’s hand. “You bet.”

Kurt looked at Rosalind and smiled. They resumed walking with no goal in mind other then to enjoy the moment with one another.

He didn’t know what the future held. What he’d seen and felt was a wonderful possibility.

One thing that Kurt knew for sure about everything that had happened to him; it was worth it.