Song by Johnny Cash "Hurt" also a version by Nine Inch Nails

Rogue lay with in the cooling bath water, letting the water caress her skin. Her Clothes were still on and her make-up was in runny splotches on her wet cheeks. The stereo played a sad song and filled the room with strains that echoed the deadly stillness. The song had been on repeat for the last two hours and she hadn't moved in much the same amount of time. It hurt to much to move. Movement killed and ripped at her heart and soul, leaving her body moving like a marionette, no life save the puppeteers gentle instruction. All of the voices that had once kept her company were gone, little more then slivers of their former selves, but these lost companions were not the biggest cause of her pain. No…she was the greatest cause of her pain.

Her and her damnable skin.

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

Rogue felt her heart brake a little more. Her loneliness was a disease, it killed her…slowly. It was the worst kind of cancer, the worst illness of the body, because she was fine. She could get up in the morning and do the morning Danger Room session, she could go to school, all of the things society deemed necessary to be a healthy productive person. She knew deep inside of her that she needed someone to lean on…but she was desperately afraid of hurting someone. Everyone knew who she was, Rogue the untouchable, the queen bitch…but she was so much more then that. She was the girl who sits in the rain because it made her feel alive, the girl who loves poetry and spontaneous art, the girl who hid her stash of romance novels under the bed so that she could read them late at night when she was the loneliest.

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

A loud noise drew attention to the door, but still it was only a subtle movement of her head. She could bring herself to get out of the tub. It was nice for a moment to be truly untouchable, but at the same time feel the finger light movement of water across her unloved skin. Her eyes were still dazed and half fixed on the door when it opened, flooding the semi-dark room with florescent light. A large form stood in the doorway, blocking the view for anyone who might still be crowding close.

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

He came into the room, closing and locking to door firmly behind him. He walked slowly toward her. He cautious walk made her eyes well with tears…he was the cause of all this…he was the reason she hated herself. Rogue curled herself into the tub, trying to hide her face from those gentle demon eyes.

His voice broke through the still.

"Rogue Chere…" His voice was a throaty whisper that made her think of nights in rough raw silk sheet, bodies grasping against each other, Hands traveling forbidden paths…a sob tore from her lips.

"I know bebe. I know." He kneeled beside the tub and wrapped his clothed arms around her small body.

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

"Remy…I hate this. I hate you for doing this to me." She wept into the icy porcelain of the bath. He dragged her body upward until her head rested on his shoulder and her chest was pressed against his own.

"Why are you wearing your clothes, amour? Don't you know you supposed to take them of après the bath?" He tried to bring a smile to her face but it just made sadder…how could anyone not love this man?

Remy sensed that he was failing to reach her so he withdrew his arms and pulled the plug on the bath. She watched him as he removed his shoes and leather belt waiting to see what was going to happen. Remy gave her a brief smile before he reached over and re-plugged the bath, and ran new hot water into the bath tub. The warmth sank into her chilled skin. When the tub was partly full he shut off the water. Instead of sitting back down next to her, he stuck an arm behind her shoulders and made her sit forward. She was curious as to his intention, but it became clear when he, still wearing his clothes, climbed into the bath behind her. Rogue sighed as she settled back against him. Between his heat and the warmth of the water she almost felt human again.

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

"I just want to be normal…" Her voice was raspy and empty. She felt his arms snake around her waist pulling her closer to him. She felt his solid chest pressed tightly against her back.

"I love you the way you are Rogue. I don't care how long I have to wait for you to realize you love me to or how much we need each other. I'm always going to be right here." He tightened his arms and shifted slightly so that her head was on his shoulder and he could see her face. Rogue saw nothing but love in his face and joy bloomed inside of her.

"I'm glad Remy…I'm glad."

I know Song Fics. are aganist the rule...but I felt all depressed and needed a song fic. to perk me up!