L.A.
Summery: It's been 1 year since Rogue's murder. Remy has been griveing ever since it happened, but has a new student at the institute with a troubled past stolen his heart? Don't worry Rouge lovers! There's a MAJOR twist.
L.A Ch:1, Meeting of Old Enemey's
Remmy The professor's mental voice called.
Yea Prof?
I need you in my study, please. I swear he spends his life in that room! Remy thought as he got up from his relaxed position on his bed and made his way down to the Professor's study.
"What do ya need Proffes-" Remy stopped mid-sentence when he saw a familiar face.
"Well, well. If it ain't Remy LeBou. Haven't come for revenge, but trust me, you'll get it later!" said a familiar voice.
"What are you doing here, Lee-Ann?" Remy asked, his voice like steel.
"I could ask you the same, LeBou. Wasn't it enough back in Ireland?" she asked putting down her duffel bag. She was wearing zip-off cameo cargo pant's that when to her ankles, a long sleeve black shirt, and black fingerless gloves that whent down too her wrist's.
"What happened back in Ireland was not'in personal, jus' de work of a mad-man, dat wears goofy capes." he said shrugging his shoulders, dismissing the question, as well as the person asking it."What did ya need Prof?"
"I need you to show Lee-Ann to Kitty's room." Xavier said looking back at the stack of bill's on his desk as the duo left the room.
"Le Chat, ya got a new roomie." Remy said knocking on Kitty's door. When he heard a muffled "come in" he opened the door to let himself and the girl behind him inside.
"Hi." Kitty said getting up and walking over to the new girl. "Kitty Pryde. What's your name?" she asked holding out her hand.
"Lee-Ann." she replied, not taking Kitty's out stretched hand. "Lee-Ann Jone."
"Who is she?" Kitty asked Remy in a hushed tone as Lee-Ann got her bag and put it on the other bed.
"Apparently she be Lee-Ann Jone." Remy said to the petite brunette in front of him. After he shot his trade marked smirk to both girl's in the room he left and whent to the one he shared with another ex- acolyte: Peter Rasputin.
"I hear we got a new student." Peter said as Remy crept in the half opened door. Peter was currently reading one of his art magazines, his bed littered with his art supply's(Pencils, paint and paint brushes).
"Dat be true. An ya won' guess who it is." Remy said as he sat on his own bed, and started taking off his knee high boots.
"I am not good at guessing games, comrade." Peter replied as he set the magazine down.
"Remember de girl dat mags wanted us ta get from Ireland? It's her. An apparently she has not gotten over de fact dat I was de better fighter, an was jus goin easy on 'er." he said laying back on his bed, hand's behind his head.
"It is Lee-Ann? Since when does she travel? When we whent to her the only time she would go outside would be to go hunting." Peter said sitting up and looking over at the demon eyed man.
"Don know Petey, Yer guess is as good as Remys'."
AN~ sorry if Remy's accent is off. It's my first fanfiction. And sorry it's kinda short Review!