Remy was proud to say that he was a fairly good looking guy. Scratch that, he was freaking gorgeous in a masculine way of course. Every lingering glance and sometimes not so subtle leer from the opposite sex was enough to confirm that. One drunken girl at Mardi Gras had actually used a pick up line saying that he must be the devil because he was built for sin. Needless to say he took her and her two friends to bed that night.

All in all it was fair to say that he could just have about any girl he wanted, and even some guys too. His new teammate Jean-Paul could attest to that not that he'd ever take the flamboyant Canadian up on his offer, he was strictly into all the beauty that women had to offer him. And speaking of women...

He threw a wink at Kitty and Jubilee, both girls fell into giggles and blushed profusely before waving back to him.

He had finally given in to his long time friend, Storm's, requests and joined the X-Men six months ago. It had been the right time for change as he had refused point-blank to marry Belladonna for any reason. She was crazy and her brother was worse. If he had married her he wouldn't have even made it through the 'I do's' before Julian would have pulled a knife on him.

Besides, he had a good thing going with the X-Men. He wasn't necessarily a bad person, but he wasn't the squeakiest of clean and could use with some good deeds for his resume. He helped the younger kiddies out with their french and physical education lessons and even got to use the Danger Room that had been Stormy's main selling point.

And then there were the girls. Girls and women everywhere! And what's more was that they loved him, there wasn't a female on the grounds that didn't turn into a puddle on the floor when he winked at them. Alright, it took a little more effort to get Storm and some of the girls in committed relationships to that state, but not much.

Yes, life at the Xavier Institute was just what he needed.

He leaned over the back of the couch, smirking down at two of his teammates. Both Kitty and Jubilee were currently unattached and some of the biggest flirts in the mansion. Well, Tabitha Smith was the biggest flirt in the mansion, at fifteen years old she hit on everyone, male and female. It drove Logan nuts. He hadn't had sex with any of the girls at the mansion yet, perferring instead to get his jollies off campus. But hopefully that would be changing today.

"An' wha' are you two fine filles doin' today." He had recently had a fantasy involving the two of them with him in the women's showers next to the Danger Room. The chances of it actually happening were slim but that didn't mean he wouldn't at least try.

"Storm asked us to stick around the front rec. room today because she had a surprise." Kitty said.

Christmas was in a week and while the majority of students and teachers had left to go home to be with family, the mansion was by no means empty. There were still plenty of kids who were not welcome in their homes any longer or simply just wished to stay for the holidays.

His plan had been to gracefully hop over the couch and land between the two pretty girls. He would then swoop them off their feet and have a naughty little three-way with them in the girls showers. It was the perfect plan and would have been a merry Christmas indeed.

However, before he could put his brilliant plan into action, Jubilee had shot to her feet and walked over to the front window. "Hey a cab just pulled up." She said, leaning to the side, trying to get a better view fo whoever it was. "I didn't think anyone was flying in until tomorrow."

Kitty joined her by the window causing Remy to frown. Cock blocked by a freaking taxi of all things, whoever was in there better be bleeding and dying.

"Maybe it's a new mutant." Jubilee said right before her mouth dropped open.

"Ohmigod it's Rogue!" Kitty screamed causing several heads to turn their way. Kitty grabbed Jubilee and ran through the window and out into the winter wonderland. Several students, mostly some of the younger men, around his hopeful bed bunnies age, stopped what they were doing and dashed out of the room to the entrance hall.

Who the fuck was Rogue and why was he more important than a three-way in the showers?

Turning to Piotr who was one fo the only ones still seated in the rec. room, he walked over and plopped down into an empty seat beside him. Feeling like a petulant child, he glowered at the door so many had scampered through at the mention of this Rogue character. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his friend smirk, clearly amused at his pouting.

"So whose Rogue?" He asked. Was that the name his mother gave him?

Piotr's lips spread into a full smile as he continued to sketch on his pad. "You will see soon enough my friend." Piotr was always one for meaningless answers.

He didn't really even care who this man was anyway. The only thing he cared about right now was the lost chance of a three-way. Oh well, he could probably convince Logan to go out with him tonight to one of the bar's in town. Lord knew he wasn't getting any from any of the women here. He would be a bad friend if he didn't at least try to get his good buddy Wolverine to loosen up with some holiday cheer of his own. He might be less grumpy for starters.

He glanced at the clock on the wall to his left. It was just past noon so he had time for a run through the Danger Room before he convinced Logan to join him at the bar tonight. Bidding Piotr adieu, he walked out of the room and made his way to the sub-levels, ignoring the crowd around the mysterious Rogue when he walked through the entrance hall.

It was several hours later, when he had thoroughly beaten the snot out of the Danger Room at level nine, that he finally walked back upstairs, sore and aching. He knew just what he needed for the bruises and sore muscles, a pretty girl or two. With a few drinks, some well placed pouts, any girl would be glad to give him a rub down. And if Logan came he would up his game a notch and even get his grouchy friend a girl too. After all, what were drinking buddies for?

Speaking of which.

"Logan!" He called, jogging up to the cranky Canadian.

Wolverine stopped on the third stair that lead up to the second floor guest and staff dormitories and raised a bushy eyebrow.

"Whatcha doin' tonight, homme?" He said catching up to him so they could both walk up the stairs. "Thinkin' 'bout goin' ta that bar off eighth street."

"Didn't you just get laid yesterday?" He asked with a snort.

Gambit gave him a winning smile. "It'd be a crime ta keep me all ta myself."

It was as they turned the corner that Remy was bestowed with the sight of a goddess walking down the hall toward him. She was dressed in a pea coat, denim skirt and black leggings, a cute outfit for a mortal. By there was no way those curves and lumunios green eyes belonged to anything but a goddess. He would gladly spend the rest of his days worshiping her body every way he knew how.

She smiled and it caused her whole face to brighten as her eyes crinkled in joy. What a beautiful creature she was. How did something like her exist without him ever knowing before now?

When she was a foot away from them, his hand darted out and snatched up her gloved one. "Bonjour, Cherie, my name is Remy." He said and went to place a kiss on her knuckles as was his usual greeting for any female.

Only, she pulled her hand away and fanned the air in front of her face with a scrunched nose. "You're also ripe." She said in a delectable southern twang. "It's a bad idea ta skip bath time, Swamp Rat."

And then, she brushed past him, looping her arm with Logan and lead him down the hallway without a second glance. Logan sent a smug smirk back at him before turning the corner with the goddess.

He stood in the hallway a moment longer, unsure of what had just happened. He had received many reactions to his introductions over the years to the many women he had come across. Not once did one of them ever wrinkle their nose in disgust and then brush him aside. Granted he probably wasn't the most fragrant rose in the garden right now after his three hour work out. There were times, however, were he had been much worse and still got a blush and giggle from a pretty girl.

And then to make matters worse she had snubbed him for Logan! Had the world reversed while in the Danger Room?

He would just have to try again later, after a shower of course. The next time he saw her, he was going to swoop her off her feet until she wanted to bang him like a screen door in a hurricane. She, whoever she was, was the single prettiest girl he had ever seen and she had to be his. At least for a little while.

A/N

Yes, I'm aware I have other stories that need to be finished. Yes, they will be finished eventually. No, I will not try to force a chapter to please you because it'll just turn out crappy. With that said, I do hope you enjoy my latest ADHD induced inspiration. Please leave a review.