Okay, so I'm going to write this. It takes place after X-Men: The Last Stand, and the alternate ending where Rogue didn't take the cure. I thought that ending was better and it was more Rogue than the ending where she did take the cure. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy it.

Chapter 1

3 months after the Battle at Alcatraz

Being at a school for the 'gifted' was interesting, at least that's what Rogue thought as she walked by a game of 'powerball'. Basketball, only with powers, Rogue chuckled.

"Hey, Rogue." A guy about sixteen years, jogged up to her smiling.

"Hey, Jimmeh. How ya' doin'?" she asked, her southern accent coming out.

Jimmy shrugged, "Not doing too bad. Storm wants me to continue working on my powers and stuff. I'm almost to 30 seconds without turning off someone's powers. It's a lot harder when you try it than it sounds."

At that Rogue nodded, "Yeah, it is. Ya'd think mastering control over something liake that would be kinda easy. But the powers are what makes them harder to control. Or fear of hurting someone, or causing someone to get hurt somehow." She smiled at him softly. "Keep up the good work, Jimmeh." With that she walked away.

Rogue didn't realize she was heading toward her room until she got to her door. She thought about it for a minute.

Do I want to hiade in my room and be a hermit, or do I want to go hang out with Kitteh and Jubilee?

She sighed, then turned to go to the rec room. She was waiting for the elevator to stop on her floor when someone bumped into her from behind.

"Merde." A male voice sounded from behind the big box he was carrying.

"Ya okay? Can ya even see?" she asked him as she got her feet back under her and she saw he couldn't really see over that box.

The man turned to the side and saw a beautiful woman. She had brown hair, with two pure white streaks going through it, she had bright green eyes that seemed to glow with her pale skin, and had a voluptuous figure that a man like him would be happy caressing. The only thing that bothered him was the way she covered up any skin showing that her clothing couldn't.

When he turned, she noticed he had on dark sunglasses. "Why do ya have sunglasses on inside?" she asked him, her southern accent coming out with curiosity.

"Well, it be bright inside, chere." he replied with a slight smile. Rogue noticed immediately that he was from the south.

"Where are you from?" she asked him.

"N'awlins. You?"

"Oh, so you're a swamp rat then. I'm from across the river from you." she told him with a smirk.

His smile grew, "A river rat, non?"

Rogue sighed, I guess so. Where you headed?"

"Down. Storm wanted me to grab dis box for some reason." he replied.

"Well, the elevator's here. Come on then." with that she entered the elevator and pushed the button to go to the first floor. Before the door was able to close, someone put their hand to stop it.

When it opened back up, Rogue nearly groaned.

"Hey, Rogue. What's up?" he asked her.

Rogue narrowed her eyes, and replied, "The sky."

Bobby huffed in annoyance. "I asked what's going on."

"No you didn't, you asked what was up. Very different sentence." The door closed again and she could see the swamp rat glancing at them from under his sunglasses. She glared at his reflection, to which he smirked. Rogue huffed and crossed her arms over chest and just waited for the elevator to get to the first floor. Bobby's insufferable talking was really getting on Rogue's last nerve. It wasn't until he asked a certain question that made her snap.

"Why aren't you talking to me anymore? We were together and everything and then when you came back from almost getting the cure, you broke up with me. Why?" He whined.

"Really, Bobby? I saw you kiss my best friend and you pretended that everything was alright." She turned and she pushed at his chest. "And let me tell you something, Robert, you have no idea what that did to me. To my self-esteem, to my confidence, and not to mention my actual feelings. You didn't fucking think. I understand that you are my team member and that's all we will ever be. Get that through your thick iced skull." After she finished, the elevator's door opened and she rushed out carefully.

Bobby just stood there like an idiot for about twenty seconds before his thought were interrupted by a throat clearing behind him.

"'Cuse me, homme. Important stuff for Stormy." Bobby moved out of the way slowly, sizing up the guy with the sunglasses. "Oh by the way, dat's not how ya talk to a woman. You need to learn that they don't just follow just for de 'ell of it, they deserve respect." with that the man with the sunglasses walked away towards Storms' office.

What the hell was that all about? Bobby thought to himself.