Alright to this is well its going to be a bunch of one-shots that revolve around the Town Talent Show and after the Town Talent Show.

Disclaimer: I own Nothing Stan Lee and Marvel I think do and one day I WILL invade and add more Romy moments to this series and get Wolverine and the X-men up and running again! (If only if only)

Romy: Gimme That Girl

Rogue yawned to content to want to get up. She snuggled closer to the warmth beside her that was until a strong arm wrapped around her waist. Rogue giggled lightly as she felt the man beside her twist his head around so it was beside her ear.

"Mornin' Chere." came the southern draw that she loved so dearly.

"Morn'in' Rems." Rogue whispered back to him, while opening her eyes just a bit and flashing him a sleep smile.

Remy pulled her closer to him so much that seconds later she was on top of him, her head still resting on his chest just under his chin. Rogue felt his hands begin rubbing up and down her back despite the dark green spaghetti strap top that covered her upper body. Rogue turned her head with a sigh as she noticed the dark red lights that blared in the gray before-dawn light. They screamed 4:30 am causing her to sigh again knowing that soon her secret prince would have to leave yet again.

"Roguey? What b' wrong?" Remy asked noticing her mood darken.

"Yah gonna hav'ta leave soon." Rogue mumbled as she buried her face into his bare chest yet again.

She had learned on accident that she could touch Remy. It had been one of the times when she and Lexa had gone to visit Wanda, and John thought it would be cool to push Rogue down the stairs. Thankfully, for Rogue, Remy had been just in the kitchen so when she screamed and he had made it to the bottom of the stairs to catch her. Unfortunately though he hadn't accounted for Rogue's dead weight causing him to fall back, while Rogue fell on top of him. The fall had ended with both Remy's lip and Rogue's lips meeting somewhere along the line.

Both Remy and Rogue had been in shock, both waiting for the pull of Rogue's powers to kick in, but when they didn't Remy closed his eyes and slowly lured Rogue into responding. Rogue soon gave into the sensation of Remy's lips on her's and her powers not kicking in.

"Roguey...Remy don't wanna leav' but y' know he gotta." Remy said his ruby like eyes glowing lightly before he dipped down and kissed her.

"Ah know..." Rogue mumbled after the kiss.

It was then that Remy's phone chirped announcing that it was 5 o'clock and that Remy had to return to the Brotherhood House before Kitty came back or Logan realized that he was there. Rogue rolled off of him and watched, with darkening emerald eyes, as Remy sat up on the side of the bed and pulled on his red t-shirt before turning to look at her.

"It'd b' alrah'ght mon amour," Remy said as he leaned in and kissed her forehead followed by a peck on her lips, "Remy b' waitin' a block away ta give y' a lift ta school."

"Kay." Rogue whispered before pulling him once again into a siring kiss, before allowing the Cajun to stand and collect his trench coat.

"Car'ful Cajun." Rogue called while she watched him open the white French balcony doors.

"Al'wayz Chere." Remy answered before taking off.

Rogue stood and got out of bed to walk out onto the balcony. She wrapped her arms around herself as the mid-May spring breeze wrapped around her, causing her short tan and green striped shorts to flutter slightly.

She watched as a dark figure jumped over the far off fence before he could be seen by the security cameras. Minutes later a motorcycle revved once causing Rogue to smile lightly before returning to the room, closing the doors behind her.

She didn't go back to sleep since the rest of the house wouldn't be up for another two hours, meaning she could beat the crowd for breakfast and then to school, but between the two she would be with Remy again. Shaking her head lightly Rogue took a quick shower and then got dressed.

She pulled on a dark red spaghetti strap top that was quickly cover with a black hoddie that had 'I took Southern Ass Kicking in School' written on the back in dark red letters. Rogue then pulled on long black baggy pants, the hip hop ones that have like a hundred pockets, that had red fabric lining the pockets. Rogue then slipped on her old black vans that had a red V running across the sides.

Rogue glanced at herself in the mirror slightly shocked at the girl wait.. woman staring back at her. Over the past few months she had begun to grow taller reaching new heights of around 5' 8". Her height hadn't been the only thing that had grown, her breast were now a healthy C and sometimes D cup. Her hair had grown out, and since she had stopped getting it permed once a year, it had shown itself to be fully curled beneath all the chemicals. Rogue's white curly bangs had been cut and grown out so that they now mingled in with the auburn brown curls.

When she arrived down in the kitchen she wasn't surprised to find it strangely empty since it was barley 6:30 am, but she knew all to well the dangers of sleeping in late at the mansion. You sleep late, you got NO breakfast and at times no shower either and you were usually left to run to school.

Rogue quickly toasted a bagel and made some coffee just as Logan walked in. He grunted as he noticed her before grabbing his cup and his news paper. Rogue then shook her head as she poured coffee into Logan's outstretched cup, while he read the paper.

Rogue then ate her breakfast in remote peace, but just as she finished the first few house mates began to stumble into the room around 7:00. Rogue grabbed her bag and her keys attempting to get out of the house before anyone noticed but it just wasn't meant to be.

"Rogue." came the gruff call just as she was about to round the bed out of the kitchen.

"Yeah Logan?"

"Where are yah goin'? Its bar'ly 7?"

"Logan its 7:05 and Ah gotta make up dat quiz Ah mis'ed last Wednesday."

"Alrite see ya later den kid."

And with that Rogue quickly made her exit, quickly racing down the hall and running straight into Jubilee. Rogue steadied herself though Jubilee fell backward onto her butt.

"OH? Hey Rogue where you going in such a rush?"

"Ta make up mah quiz in French."

"Oh! Like your gonna go to the Town Talent Show right? Cause Kit and I are in it! So's Kurt."

"Ah'll try now Ah really gotta go now sug'ar. Talk ta yah later." Rogue yelled as she took off out the main doors.

Rogue normally went out that way to get her bike, but that was only a cover so no one would look for her bike, which she had already placed under a working tarp in the far back corner of the storage room. Rogue smirked as she exited through the tall iron gates making sure she was at least half a block away from the school before she began racing toward her and Remy's meeting place.

She wasn't at all surprised to see a tall dark man on the back of a red and black motorcycle, his long brown trench coat flapping lightly in the wind. Rogue smiled seductively as she waltz up to him, adding just a tad bit of an extra swagger to her hips as she did. Once she was in arm's reach of the bike the man pulled her toward him his strong and quick arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, while his eyes glanced around and glared at any staring eyes.

"Shh. Su'ar Ah'm rite here." Rogue whispered into his ear before licking the outer shell.

"Mmm...Remy love it when y' happy, chere." Remy groaned pulling her tighter to him and the bike.

"Come on Rems." Rogue laughed as she pulled away and throw a leg over the motorcycle, while her arms wrapped around his waist, "Kick up some dust."

"As da ladie wishs."

Then Remy floored it doing a wheelie in the process. The wind flew by them grasping Rogue's hair and throwing it all around causing the curls to double, while Rogue laughed like an angel. Rogue then wrapped her legs around Remy, while he drove and cast her arms out into the wind as she continued to laugh.

"Have'n fun Roguey?" Remy called once she finally sat correctly again.

Though she didn't stay that way for long. Remy was shocked when she suddenly began moving in front of him. Her legs still wrapped around him, while she ducked under his arms, careful not to hit them as she did.

"Yup. How'd yah guess?"

"Oh Remy kinda dink it were all dat laugh'in."

"Rems can yah tak' da long way?"

"Cours' Chere." Remy smirk as he pulled off the side street and onto the virtually unused back wood roads that he had found, while on one of his many scouting days.

Remy soon pulled over when they found on of the many club houses that John's friends used on their many back wood parties. There was a stage, a bar, a fire pit, as well as a mock cabin, and even a trail that lead to the near by lake. Remy pulled over and cut the engine before leaning forward and kissing the goddess before him.

"Mmm... Remy miss'd yah chere."

"It'd only been two hours Swamp Rat."

"So... he still miss his River Rat." Remy pouted like a five year old.

"Ah miss'd yah taa Swampy."

Rogue and Remy hung out around the place Rogue switching her position on the bike multiple times from facing Remy to standing behind him, to getting off the bike and running around until her Cajun caught her, and even having her back to his stomach on the bike.

"Chere...It'd beh time fer y' ta go ta school."

"Ah hate it dou!" Rouge pouted, "Can' Ah stay with mah smexy rat."

"Non Remy promissed Dat Professor he won't get in da way of you's schoolin."

"Aww...( raspberry ) ta da Professor! Ah wanna beh with mon Swamp Rat."

"Now Chere get on da bike cause flattery will getcha no where when dat Proffessor of y's be involved."

Poutingly Rogue got behind Remy on the bike and he took off toward the school. They were out of the woods and closing in on their destination when Remy finally turned and looked at his pouting Roguey. With a smirk he pulled over to a near by parking garage stopping only once he was at the top level which over looked half the city.

"Chere y' goin to dat Town Talent Show?"

"Ah think so...Jubs, Kit, Bobby, and Kurt are all gonna be in it. 'Y yah askin' Cajun?"

"Remy just askin Chere. Now lets get y' pretty little ass ta dat school."

And so he returned to the street and flipped his visor down, while Rogue flipped her hood up. Remy stopped at the corner and let Rogue walk the rest of the way just in case someone either of them knew was around and spotted them together. Rogue threw her secret lover a side glance and a wink before sashaying up to the school her back side swaggering nicely for him and only him, for as soon as she hit the door it stopped, and a scowl appeared on her face.

-Every high school is the same (8th Period)-

Rogue was sitting in her last class of the day history...and boy could Mr. England ramble on and on and on and half the time it wasn't even about American History. Mr. England had to be the oldest teacher around and the most monotone that Rogue had ever met. The worst part was his curriculum hadn't really changed since the Professor had attended Bayville High. And anyone who had even taken his World History I or II class knew his song...

Oh Mr. England

Signed the declaration, how else would he know all the names,

Don't try to lie, we know you wrote the textbook,

Your flag has 48 stars, we're pretty sure you sewed it,

it's Monday, so it must be current events day.

(….Now how many teachers can say that there's a song written after them? Oh and I swear its true everyone in my school knows this song...)

Sighing lightly Rogue casted a look out the window beside her that faced the calm streets that lead by the school. Surprisingly enough she spotted a figure leaning against a motorcycle his visor pulled down, but Rogue could still make out the faint glow behind the black tint.

The figure's hidden eyes connected with her green ones instantly causing butterflies to flutter in her stomach, though anyone who looked at her wouldn't have been able to tell. Rogue impatiently bounced her foot up and down along with her pen, while her eyes flicked between the man outside and the clock above the door. Seconds before the bell Rogue swung her bag over her shoulder and walked toward the door, stepping out into the hall just as the bell rang.

Rogue then marched, in a matter of speaking, toward freedom at least she was until a flamboyant blonde came into view. She was basically Jean replacement in the school hierarchy for the strawberry blonde was not only the top of their class but she was the prettiest, too.

"Can Ah help' yah, Rose? Ah kin'a got dis thin'g call'd lahfe dat Ah need tah beh getting back tah."

"Yeah! Keep your dirty goth hands off that Remy!" the girl, Rose, replied.

"Y would Ah do an'thin'g yah were tah tell meh tah do?"

"CAUSE! I can make your life a living hell."

"Ah thin'k yah'r mis'takin meh fer some bimbo who ga've a darn bout yah an' yah litt'e fan club." Rogue growled as she pinned Rose up against a row of lockers before letting her go and racing out of the doors.

"I'll get you! You F**** Weirdo" Rose yelled before she was pinned once again against the row of lockers only this time the girl who pinned her had dark black hair with dark blue highlights on the underside of her hair.

"You know my sis is really the nice one..." Lexa growled slamming Rose again into the lockers, "You really don't want to get on my bad side do you?"

"N-N-No." Rose stuttered.

"Good then I suggest you leave my sis and Remy alone." Lexa said throwing Rose to the ground before stalking off only casting one last dark glare at the blonde before she disappeared around the corner.

-With Rogue-

Anger glowed in her emerald eyes as she ran through the deserted lawn until she was swinging her leg over the back of the motorcycle. She wrapped shaking arms around Remy who instantly knew something was wrong.

"Chere, dire what made y' déranger!" Remy asked as he tried to turn and look into her eyes.

"Jus' drive Cajun!" Rogue yelled though she refused to lift her head from his back.

Without needing to be told twice Remy floored it and head back to the Brotherhood House. As the wind kicked up around her Rogue slowly began to lift her head so that her curls could shake out, while the breeze dried her unshed tears. Once the couple pulled up to the house Remy instantly cut the engine and nimbly spun around in Rogue's loosened grip so that he could hug her.

"Roguey...What happened?" Remy asked as he stroked her hair while her head was buried in his chest.

"Yah fangirls..." Rogue mumbled after a few minutes of silence.

Remy frowned knowing how big his club of one night stands was, as well as the long line of women in his fan club. He had been worried that something like this would happen. They had gotten to his beauty and were going to hound her into giving him up or worst...killing her. Remy knew that Rogue had a will strong as steel, that was one of the things he loved about her, but this worried him.

Without another word Remy scooped Rogue up into his arms causing her to yep in surprise. Remy then pecked her lips before heading up the porch and into the house, before heading up to his room. Once there the Cajun laid his princess out on the bed before lying beside her.

"Chere, y' da only one for dis here Cajun. No matt'er what do'es nobod'ies outside say. Je vous aime Chere."

"Ah luv yah tah Cajun." Rogue said as she finally let her tears run down her face before allowing Remy to kiss them away.

The two lay there for hours, exchanging kisses and endearments until there was no doubt in either of their minds that some stupid fan girls could separate them. Rogue groaned softly when she heard the engine of a motorcycle pull up to the house. Seconds later a yelling voice came from the base of the stairs.

"Rogue I know your here!" Lexa called.

"Ah'm comin' keep yah shirt on Lex!" Rogue fussed, while cuddling once more into Remy's chest before sitting and sliding off the bed.

"Chere," Remy said as he stood to walk her out.

"Yeah?"

"Remy c y' at da Town Talent Show."

And with that the couple parted. Remy smiled as he watched the two leave on the back of Lexa's black and blue Harley, just as Pietro came waltzing into the room.

"Yo-you-still-gonna-play-cause-the-guitar-came-in." Pietro speed spoke.

"Oui, mon ami."

"Good!" Pietro cheered before racing down to tell John to get ready.

"Dis sho'ld beh fun non?" Remy asked the picture he had of Rogue, in the red dress she had worn for Valentine's day, sitting on his desk.

-Rogue and the crew at the Talent Show-

Rogue yawned as yet another lame act was on. Jean glared at the southern before rolling her eyes and looking back at the stage, where some guy was still sawing away on his violin. Rogue then glanced at Lexa who looked equally as board as she did though Lexa had found a release by looking at people's outfits, cars, and other such useless stuff.

As Rogue watched she began to feel self conscious about her own outfit. She wore a tight strapless red corset, that laced up the back and showed off her shoulders as well as her mid-drift, under a black hoddie. Rogue also wore torn and faded jeans that covered her legs from her hips to just past her knees. Rogue had completed the outfit with her favorite pair of black fingerless gloves, which were hidden in the hoddie's joined center pocket, as well as her favorite black cowboy boots.

"Rogue you look great." Lexa whispered as she placed a hand on Rogue's knee trying to comfort her sister.

"Thank'yah Lexa" Rogue replied with a half smile.

The sisters smiled at each other warmly, but the violin cutting off and a guitar starting up caused the two to look again at the stage. There they spotted John behind black and red drums, Pietro on a navy blue bass guitar, Lance and Sam with a black guitars, but Rogue's eyes instantly connected with the man in the middle of the stage.

Remy stood there in long torn and faded jeans, while he wore a dark brown button up shirt though he had undone all of the buttons to show off his hairless, sculpted chest. Rogue couldn't help but giggle at the fact that he was still wearing his old dog tags, as well as the brown cowboy boots she had gotten him for Christmas. But as she watched him, Remy's red on black eyes were busy scanning the crowd, while he warmed up with the others, until he finally met Rogue's emerald green ones.

Hang up that red dress,

let down your hair,

cancel those reservations

there's no need to go no where.

As good as your looking right now,

girl bet your thinkin I'm crazy,

there's a side of you that I wanna see

that never ceases to amaze me.

Rogue's smile had grown as she stood with everyone else to watch the group play their song. Many girls had flocked to the stage front, but Rogue hung back the blush across her cheeks intensifying with each memory that Remy brought back to life in his song.

When she had appeared at the Brotherhood door only a day after he had returned to Bayville. She had worn the blood red dress that night and had allowed Kitty and Jubilee to do her makeup and pull her hair up into a bun, while her white bangs hung around her face, needless to say she was stunning beyond belief.

Remy had been the only one home so he was the one who opened the door, smirking when he saw her there with a blush across her face. Without words he motioned her into the house and showed her to his room, then as he leaned into her ear to say something, but instead he pulled her hair out of its decorative bun.

Gimmie that girl with the hair in a mess

sleepy little smile with her head on my chest,

thats the you that i like best,

gimmie that girl.

Gimmie that girl lovin up on me,

old t-shirt and a pair of jeans,

thats the you i wanna see,

gimmie that girl.

Rogue only showed him her curly mane of hair, that was until he took her straightening iron away and told her she looked better with the curly mane of hair. He was also the only one that Rouge felt she could completely open up to, and that had been the one thing that lead to her contemplating touching him. And that had sort of lead to them discovering that she could touch him without hurting him. She also didn't feel that she had to be dressed up for Remy to believe she was beautiful, and he never let her forget that fact.

As Rogue watched him sing she subconsciously pulled her hoddie off her eyes connected to his though it all. Rogue couldn't help but smile as his eyes burned a little brighter as he spotted her revealing top. Rogue began to twirl her white bang absentmindedly as she began to walk to the back stairs of the stage.

Gimmie the girl thats beautiful,

without a trace of makeup of on,

barefoot in the kitchen,

singing her favorite song.

Dancing around like a fool,

starring in her own little show,

gimmie the girl the rest of the world,

ain't lucky enough to know.

Rogue could still hear his words, which had brought a crimson blush to her cheeks as she remembered that morning. The rest of the X-men had been out on a mission so Rogue had gone to the kitchen in nothing but her pajamas, green spaghetti strap top and striped yellow and green short shorts and her iPod playing. While in the kitchen she had begun to listen to "Love Song For No One" her body danced out of habit, but little did she realize Remy had been behind her in the doorway.

Gimmie that girl with the hair in a mess

sleepy little smile with her head on my chest,

thats the you that i like best,

gimmie that girl.

Gimmie that girl lovin up on me,

old t-shirt and a pair of jeans,

thats the you i wanna see,

gimmie that girl, gimmie that girl.

Rouge walked past the stage guards, Blob and Piotr, who wore knowing smiles as they let her pass them, while they continued to hold the other girls back. Rogue smiled as she strutted toward Remy, while Sam stepped back to busy scanning the crowd and wings to care about what the other couple was doing. Remy turned to see his Roguey walking toward him as he began to sing the final verse he stepped closer to her smirking all the way as he watched her advance.

Gimmie that girl with the hair in a mess

sleepy little smile with her head on my chest,

thats the you that i like best,

gimmie that girl.

Gimmie that girl lovin up on me,

old t-shirt and a pair of jeans,

thats the you i wanna see,

gimmie that girl, gimmie that girl.

The crowd stood stunned as Remy pulled his guitar off and opened his arms to Rogue. Many girls yelled and whispered and cussed as they watched 'their' idol\obsession pull the woman into his arms and kiss her before the entire audience, while Pietro and Sam sang backup and continued to play. Many of the males cat called or growled in the case of our lovable overprotective 'adopted father', at least until his clone daughter punched him in the shoulder as Remy pulled away from Rogue.

"Thank'y' Bayvill!" He yelled before adding, "An' any'on who touch'z mon amour faces da wra'ph of Gambit."

And with that said and done the group walked off stage though Remy's arm was wrapped securely around Rogue's waist. The southern couple returned to their box seats with the rest of the X-men and Brotherhood members. Many of whom were smiling knowingly, while others were shell shocked or angry.

"Yah better not hurt her, bub." Logan fussed in the corner behind Lexa.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Remy stated before taking an empty seat and pulling Rogue onto his lap, where she cuddled into him until her head was under his chin and his arms wrapped around her waist securing her, as the next act took the stage.