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Joy stood at the window and looked out through the crack in the curtain, ears perked to catch all the sounds of the place. Behind her on the bed Kurt slept, occasionally making small sounds in his sleep.

One ear went back as she thought of the day before, when she had met with him in a meadow intending to offer a friendly ear in his time of sadness. Instead she'd accidently inspired an avowal of love from the drunken man; one that she was under no delusions that he would even remember, much less uphold, when he woke. She looked too much like her mother's people for any Terran human, no matter how altered physically themselves, to see her as attractive. It was a fact and it didn't bother her.

Her thoughts turned then to her family, whom she hadn't seen since the World Outside Time had sent her away. Intent on the memories, she forgot about the one she was protecting and everything else around her.

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Kurt woke slowly and painfully before he blinked, grunted, and sat up, seeing the figure in the window and taking a moment to remember what had happened the night before.

Then he groaned aloud and flopped back on his back, closing his eyes, wishing he would just die on the spot.

Joy started and blinked, then turned toward him and watched him for a moment before walking over and taking something from the night stand.

"Hangover cure?" she offered softly.

"Danke," he said meekly, taking it and downing it, shuddering at the taste.

He looked at her and bit his lip, remembering the kissing and the desperation he'd felt... still feels, only now with a clearer head.

But now he's embarassed by his actions, and doesn't know how to make it up to the beautiful woman.

She looked back, then took the mug from him and went to the sink to refill it with water. "Here. Drink this too, bitte."

"Danke," he almost didn't get the word out before he sat up and took it, drinking for a moment as his head cleared and he looked up at her.

"Liebe.... I am sorry, for my advances," he said softly, his tail tying into knots. "I... I am not usually so forward... und I meant no harm."

"I understand," she said kindly. "Vhen you're drunk anyvone can look attractive. Do you vant some more vater?"

"Nien!" Kurt looked up at her, shocked. "Zat vas not... I only meant...." He put his head in his hands and took a few deep breaths.

"I only meant zat... I feel I haff bullied you into somezing... und...." he stopped, looking up at her and touching her hand timidly. "I vould never vant to pressure von such as yourself... into anyzing."

She cocked her head puzzledly, putting her ears back slightly in a frown that only faintly showed on her forehead. "Vhat do you mean?"

Kurt shook his head slightly, then groaned.

"I haff lost mien first love, Ororo, to a man stronger than I. I lost my second, Mara, to a mean purer. Now... how I started vith you... it vould seem you should haff already smacked me und gone fore somebody better," he said softly, then looked up at her. "I... if you vould haff it... I vould like to make up our first meeting. In a... proper vay."

"I'm totally confused," she confessed, the crease disapearing into bewilderment as she reached toward the cross pendant her father had carved for her when she was small. "I'd never smack somevone. Und there is no better; the Starsinger creats all men equal."

"Creates. But we do not act to equal goodness," he said softly, and sighed.

"Liebe... if I haff been to forward... und I have been... I only vant forgiveness. Und... perhaps... a new start," he stopped and took in a deep breath before he looked at her. "Vould you like to go to dinner vith me... sometime?"

"I forgive you," she said slowly, then blinked. "Are you courtin'?"

Kurt went red slightly, then bowed his head.

"I know after last night you probably don't vant to...."

"Are you sure you want to?" She opened her wings so that he could see her more clearly; tail, digigrade legs, pawlike feet, worn out jeans and man's shirt and all.

He looked at them, displaying his own hands, ears, and tail.

"You are beautiful," he said softly. "Inside, und out. I vould be a fool not to vant to."

She turned her head slightly sidways and looked at him, then straightened it and pointed to his wallet, which lay on the night stand. "I took your money."

"You did," he nodded and picked it up. "But you did not leave me in ze meadow and charge everyzing to ze Mastercard... and if you did, I deserved it," he said, shrugging and taking her hand again.

"May... may I take you to dinner, fraulin? Or lunch? Or breakfast, right now?"

"Do people do such things?" She blinked, then looked down at their hands as her arm mane came out of her cuff and brushed his fingers, clinging to his fur like a living thing. "Ja, sure you may...."

"People who are not as honest might," he said, looking at the fur, not freaked out of nervous about it. It was kind of nice. but then he stopped and studdied her carefully.

"I do not vant you to say yes unless you vant to," he said, softly.

"I vant to." Her fanthomless black eyes looked into his. "I'd like nothin' better."

He looked at her, then smiled again and nodded before he blinked and suddenly blushed again, looking down at himself. "Ach. I am a mess...."

She chuckled and shoved him toward the bathroom with one wing hand. "Go on' 'n vash ye."

He stumbled forward, then chuckled himself and nodded, going into the bathroom and sighing, looking into the mirror.

His smile fell away, and for a moment it seemed like the mirror was only showing him Mara's face disapearing.

He leaned against the sink, shoulders hunched, then took a deep breath and turned on the faucet, starting to clean himself up.

Joy watched him go, then reached back and adjusted the elastic that held her black hair into a careless knot before snapping on her image inducer and walking over to look through the window again.

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