My first fanfic. No flames, please.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the laptop I typed this on…. Wishing won't change anything, though.

Song for chapter: God gave me a gun (Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers)

Gambit's POV

"You know, that might be considered stalking." I jumped.

"Well, well, well, if it ai'nt Monseiur Pietro Maximoff. You scared me, mon ami.

"This is serious, Lebaugh, if you value anythin in this god-forsaken- world you'll come back to the brotherhood with me."

I looked behind us, where Rogue was walking to school and scoweled. "As you wish, monseiur."

Rogue's POV

Ah felt like ah was being followed all the way to Bayville High, but when ah turned around, no one was there. It felt the way it did when… well, nevermind, Logan had made it clear that if he even smelled a whiff of Gambit, he'd……. well, ah don't really want ta think about that right now…

Gambit's POV

This can't be good. "Pietro, if you're not goin' to talk…"

"Shut it Gambit, we're waiting on…"

"Me." One simple word, and all the metal objects in the house flew through the room.

"Monseiur Magneto, always a…. pleasure." I said, glad he couldn't tell what I was thinking.

"No time for games…. Remy."

(I scoweled at my real name.)

"We're here to talk about a plan that can't, and won't, fail."

Rogue's POV

"Kitteh, what's it like for you and Lance?" ah asked, nonchalantly (Kitty was lounging on her bed, staring at the ceiling.)

"What d'ya mean, Rogue?"

"Y'know… bein' in love and being on opposing teams."

"I dunno… Why d'ya ask?"

"Ah dunno…" Why did I ask?

Ah pulled a playin' card out of mah back pocket and looked at it. Queen of hearts. Ah smiled, remembering the day ah received it. Gambit had given it to me, saying he was mah gaurdian angel, tellin' me the card had got him outta many sticky situations, and then said he hooped it would do the same for me. Ah didn't know what he was talkin' 'bout then, and ah certantainly didn't know what he meant by it now.

"What's that in your hand?"

Kitty grabbed it before I could react. She looked at it for a few seconds, then put two and two together.

"That's why you asked…. How could you like him? His eyes are creepy!"

Ah rolled mah eyes, saying I liked the red color. Ah could tell this would be a long night.

So… How'd ya like it? Sorry, wrote this at like eleven o'clock at night. R&R please! No flames.

May the force be with you.