Disclaimer: None of them is mine…
Author's Note:
I'm big Romy's fan, but that's my little revenge on somebody… :evil:
In his mind appeared only one thought, when he saw her: Mon Dieu... She looks tres belle!
In her mind appeared only one thought, when she saw him: My God... Is there anybody, who looks better?
He: dressed in black, tasteful suit, equally black shirt, crimson necktie and crimson handkerchief in pocket on his chest.
She: dressed in black, plain gown with crimson flower on her chest and equally crimson shoulder straps.
Silence.
They both were staring at each other, regretting that none of them didn't dress like that for the other.
His only dream at that moment was being the person with who she was appointment.
Her only dream at that moment was being the person with who he was appointment.
He wanted to take her for a long ride on his motorcycle, even to the other side of country, or even further, only to be with her and only her.
She wanted to go with him, even to the end of the world.
He wanted to hold her tightly against him, feel her warmth and sweet scent of her body.
She wanted to feel his arms around her, his body against hers.
He wanted to touch this soft, pink and luscious lips.
She wanted to stroke her fingers through his auburn hair.
They both were staring at each other, regretting that none of theirs wish won't fulfill.
"Y' look tres belle" he said.
Without emotions.
"Thanks. Yah look pretty well too" she answered.
Without emotions.
They both hid their emotion behind pleasant smiles.
He doesn't want to admit that she was the one with who he want spend today's evening.
She doesn't want to admit that he was the one in whose company she want to enjoy at this evening.
"Ah should go" she said.
"Me too" he answered.
Coldly.
oOoOoOo
"Hi, Joseph, sugah" she said grinning widely.
oOoOoOo
"Bonsoir, Ororo, chere" he said grinning widely.
I think that Rogue/Joseph and Remy/Ororo are sick and completely sucks. But this is a revenge, isn't it? ;-)