Hello and welcome to my latest story, "And Dream I Do." As stated in the summery, the couple of this story is Rogue and Gambit. I've always enjoyed this couple in the X-Men series and they definitely had chemistry in "X-Men: Evolution." There will be some off-shoot couples here and there, but they more than likely be couples from the show. Other than that, I chose to make Rogue's real name "Anna Marie" as this is her official name, and they do not state her name in the show. I also chose not to write characters accents in their dialogue, since I wasn't comfortable writing it that way and it would make the story clumsy. Instead, I encourage you to accent the dialogue yourself in your head. ^.^ Enjoy!
It was early in the morning when Rogue awoke. She rubbed her eyes as they adjusted to the dim light from her window. She guessed that no one else was awake yet, as the only sound that greeted her was Kitty's soft snores.
She decided to nestle back into her blankets, since it was too early and too cold to be getting up in Upstate New York's autumnal months. She opened her bedside table and pulled out her most recent book.
Books were wonderful things. You could get yourself lost in the story and imagine that maybe you were really the character…sort of like the dream she'd just had.
In her dream, she hadn't been Rogue, the untouchable girl with mutant powers. No, she'd simply been Anna Marie, a southern belle with whom the dashing and also strangely de-powered Scott Summers found himself infatuated with.
It wasn't like she still had feelings for Scott or anything. It was probably more a manifestation of her jealousy of Scott and Jean's relationship. They could hug, kiss, hold hands, and do things that normal couples would do. Those were all things Rogue couldn't do.
Ridding her mind of those thoughts, she opened her book, only to have her bookmark plop in her lap. She swore softly under her breath, since she'd have to find her place in the book again.
Still, Rogue found herself smiling in spite of it as she picked up the bookmark. It was nothing more than a single playing card. The Queen of Hearts, her lucky lady…though, it'd been someone else's luck before it was hers.
One of Magneto's former henchmen had given it to her about a year ago. Rogue blinked in revelation. Wow, it really had been a year since she last saw Gambit and defeated Apocalypse.
Rogue found that the idea of getting lost in a story was less appealing to her now. She clutched the card to her bosom and wondered whatever happened to the Cajun thief. Those thoughts didn't occupy her long, however, and she soon drifted back into dreamland.
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Rogue awoke next to her roommate shoving her. "Rogue! Are you going to sleep all day or what?" Kitty giggled. Rogue groaned and sat up. "Hey, I was awake before you were, Kitty!" she retorted, rubbing her eyes, "I just went back to sleep."
"Sure," Kitty agreed sarcastically, "You didn't forget we were going to hit the town today, did you?" Rogue threw aside the blankets and was greeted by chill. "No, I didn't forget," she assured the younger girl, "Let me catch a shower."
"Go for it," Kitty nodded, "I haven't even done my hair yet." Rogue grabbed a towel from her bureau and went in their room's little bathroom.
She hung the towel on a nearby rack and turned the on the shower. She heard Kitty turn on her music in the other room. She reluctantly removed her clothing and swore the power fluxed as Kitty turned on her industrial strength hairdryer. She shivered as she stepped in the shower, but soon relaxed as the warm water ran down her body.
Rogue sighed while her mind shifted back to thoughts of her dream. It was pathetic to dwell on things that would never be. She would always have her mutant powers and she would always be alone. Who would want a girl-friend they can't even touch? She didn't have much to offer a guy besides a cynical sense of humor…and that wasn't a quality normal people would base a relationship off of.
"Rogue! Are you drowning in there or what?" Kitty yelled, banging on the door. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" Rogue shouted back and turned the water off. She grabbed her towel and dried off, grumbling about Kitty's pushiness while she did so.
She pulled on her outfit of the day, which consisted of a black tank top, black choker, various rings, blue jeans, boots, driving gloves and a leather jacket. She raised an eyebrow and looked in the mirror. Maybe she was becoming less "gothic," but then again, maybe not. Well, at least the jeans were blue.
She swung the bathroom door open to see Kitty standing there in a sand colored skirt with a pink princess cut shirt. She accessorized enough to make models in Vogue look underdressed. Her hair was done up in little teddy-bear ears on the top of her head. She beamed at Rogue while she held up two pairs of boots she could wear.
"Which ones should I wear?" she asked, "I'm thinking of going with the loose fitting ones…casual yet classy, right?" She put the left pair closer to Rogue's face like she was going to inspect them or something. "Yeah, that's probably your best bet, Kitty," Rogue agreed quickly. Choosing Kitty's outfits was not one of her favorite activities. Kitty nodded and sat on her bed putting the boots on, "You almost ready?"
"Yeah, all I gotta do is my make-up and dry my hair," Rogue told her as she turned on her hairdryer. Her hair dried in no time and, as usual, turned out just like she wanted it: straight and flat. It fell close to shoulder blade length now. Kitty walked up behind her and observed.
She separated Rogue's hair in two little bunches below each ear. "Low pigtails would look cute, Rogue," Kitty announced. Rogue just glared at her in the mirror and Kitty dropped her hair, "Just saying…" Rogue did her make-up like a pro, finishing with a deep maroon color on her lips.
"Come on, Kitty, let's go," she said, grabbing her purse and sunglasses. Kitty put on her suede jacked with the fur trim and grabbed her purse. "Right behind you," she replied cheerfully.
They made their way to Rogue's car, which was nothing more than a regular pre-owned sedan…but it ran well, so Rogue couldn't complain. There were some benefits to being eighteen now…even if driving meant she had to haul Kitty's seventeen-year-old butt around. Still, it was better than Kitty driving herself anywhere. Who knows how many people would be injured if she did?
They drove to the mall with Kitty changing radio stations the whole way there. Rogue always found it funny how different she and Kitty were, yet how much she cared for the younger girl. Kitty was probably one of her closest friends.
She found a parking space well enough. Bayville wasn't the largest place in the world, so mall parking wasn't any sort of nightmare. Kitty flew out of the car as Rogue locked the doors. "Okay, there's this totally awesome new store that we should totally hit up…" Kitty began immediately, grabbing Rogue's hand and practically sprinting toward the mall.
Rogue smiled to herself. She was glad Kitty was having fun, after all, she'd promised a girls' day out to Kitty as a belated birthday gift. Still, she knew it was going to be a long day…and she probably wasn't going to have any money by the time it was over.
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Finally, after probably visiting every store in the mall at least twice, the two girls found themselves sitting on the edge of the fountain in the middle of town, despite the chilly October air. This was one of Rogue's favorite places and Kitty knew that. She turned her attention to the older girl.
"Hey, Rogue, there's a café over there. Why don't I grab us two mochas?" Kitty suggested with a grin. Rogue looked at her wide eyed. She'd been spacing out rather terribly. "Oh, wow, Kitty. Thanks. That'd be great," she replied, in genuine gratitude.
With that Kitty bounded off to the café on the corner, leaving Rogue among the mounds of their shopping bags. Rogue had to admit to herself that shopping with Kitty had been fun, though it was sort of hard to keep up with her. Rogue breathed in the fresh, chilled air. This had to be the best spot in Bayville.
She reached down in one of the bags to look at one of the shirts she'd purchased when a shadow cast over her. She turned her attention upward to receive her mocha from Kitty. Rogue gasped; It wasn't Kitty's eyes she met…
"It's been awhile…How have you been, chère?"
I hope you enjoyed it! Drop me a review and let me know what you think! This has been B.R.Y. over and out!