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So, this is my new story. Bleh, it may suck... bleh... it may not. I hope not. (:
I know I perspective jump a lot.. sorry..
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Chapter 1
"Darlin' I hate to say it, but we're lost. Y'ur sense of direction is shit. I told you we should'a followed my amazin' thief senses!" Remy said smugly.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "You ain't got no special senses! 'Specially no smart ones! Just 'cause you're a thief don't mean you're better than me!" She snapped.
He grinned. "Rogue mah dear, you don't know how much better I am then you. I've got more experience." He winked at her.
'Leave it to Remy LeBeau to be thinkin' perverted thoughts when we're stuck in a cave.' She thought darkly.
They had been walking around that stupid cave for hours! They had been taking a walk around the beach and suddenly the ground fell through. Apparently, they were in some underground caverns. He had suggested in the beginning they turn left but she and her stubborn nature had gone right. He followed behind, loudly making comments on her choices, and hadn't shut up since.
She felt him close up behind her. Then she felt his breath on her neck.
"Ya know.. We could make good use of our time down here.." she shuddered and moved away.
"Oh come on, cherie. You can't resist me for long." His southern accent made her want to melt into his arms. Just like he wanted.
But she could resist. At least a little longer, until they got out. She had to. There's no way she would give in. She wouldn't be able to live with her self if she gave in this easily.
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Remy had been perusing her for months. Ever since their little bayou adventure, he had a special interest in her. One even Remy himself could not name. He refused to call it attraction, though Rogue is one attractive little firecracker. It really was too bad she's under aged.
He wouldn't say it was pity. He knew no matter how much he denied it, there was something else there. He felt connected to the girl and it wasn't just 'cause she absorbed him.
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"Gambit.. why c'aint you leave me alone? Go flirt with some other girl! It ain't welcome here!" Rogue snapped.
"Remy." He said quietly.
"Huh?" Rogue questioned confused.
"Gambit's my fightin' name. My casual name's Remy."
Rogue had to stop and wonder why she got to call him by his personal name when all she'd ever hear people call him was Gambit.
"Why?" She asked quietly.
"That's the name my folks gave me... I don't know the reason..." he was avoiding the subject.
She was gettin' pretty tired of him avoiding her questions. It always happened this way. He would avoid answering her no matter what she asked. It was VERY rare that she got a straight answer.
Good thing she knew a way to get the answers.