Thank you for the reviews. I've decided that I like this story and that at least a few people will read it, so I will continue. Here we go…
Gambit sat on the couch in the rec room, shuffling his cards and sending them from one hand to the other. He was starting to deal for a game of solitaire, considering he knew that the person he really wanted to play a game with was going out on a date soon. He picked up the card on the top of the deck. Queen of Hearts. Remy's heart sank as he remembered when Rogue had given it back to him. Just this one damn card, from this one damn deck made him upset, which was never good when he had his reputation of being nearly made of steal. Not quite as indestructible as Colossus, but his emotions were always in check. He knew he should have used this particular deck for target practice. He kept it in his hand, just staring at the card. Two sets of footsteps and one intoxicating laugh came down the stairs. Lance and Cally, he was sure of it. Lance stopped at the bottom of the stairs, turning to look up the stairs a minute. "We'll be out late, guys. Don't wait up," Lance called. Cally smiled at Lance, hugging him lightly. Remy just looked in on the scene, his excellent poker face plastered on. But inside, he was angry. And that anger caused him to charge the Queen of Hearts in his hand.
Cally looked over at him to give him a wave good-bye. She noticed the charged card. "Um, Remy, you might want to pull that energy back from that card before it blows up the house. I like it here, y'know," Cally said teasingly. Remy looked at the card in his hand for a second, pulling the energy back in. "Thanks," Cally said in a slightly sprightly tone. Remy nodded. He took in exactly what she looked like right now. She was usually in her short shorts, tank tops, and flowing hair, which, Remy could admit, were damn hot, but she was dressed differently tonight. She had her hair done into a messy ponytail/bun thing. She was wearing a cami, as usual, but she also wore a black lace shrug that went down three quarters of her arms and biker gloves. As Remy's eyes traveled down, he noticed that she was wearing scuffed up jeans with holes in the knees and finally, converse. "See ya later, boys," Cally called up the stairs to Pietro and Toad before turning slightly to Remy. "See ya tomorrow, Remy. Try not to blow up the house," she said teasingly. Remy almost blushed, almost. But it was avoided, thank God. Lance and Cally left the house without another word after Cally's good-byes.
Remy rolled his eyes. God damn him. God damn Lance. I come back for one person, one person only, and I end up stuck watching her go out with that 1980s wannabe. This should be a nice stay, Remy thought to himself, snapping his cards down on the table as he thought more about it. He played as long as he could, making the game draw out. He didn't want to do nothing. Of course, he could go out back and start blowing up his cards. But then again, he only had a couple decks left. Remy really didn't feel like going out and buying new cards. He sighed. This was not exactly what he had planned when he decided to return to Bayville. Not that he had actually planned anything, but he knew everyone else was going to be here and he couldn't really say that he had expected anything different. Like Cally would stay single until he got back anyways. He knew she had liked her, but Remy did leave. It's not Cally's fault that Remy was a coward after the Rogue business. God damn it, now something needs to blow up, Remy thought to himself. He picked up his cards and walked out the door and turned to the backyard. He shuffled up his cards, splitting the deck and switching the halves in one hand before picking up one card between his first and middle fingers. Remy charged it quickly and turned his hand backwards and flipping the card into the nearest tree. It stuck in the tree, staying there for a few seconds before blowing a hole in the middle of the tree. Much better, Remy thought to himself. He continued through the deck until the very last card, the Queen of Hearts was staring up at him. He charged it again, still staring at it. He kept his eyes on it for a few minutes. He glared down at the card for those seconds. He could have been with Rogue. He could have joined the X-Men. Remy could have avoided all this, but he didn't. He couldn't. He didn't belong with the X-Men. He couldn't be that guy who always followed the rules like Summers. There were rules he followed but he would do what he thought was right for him, no matter what. He still stared at the card. In a second, he closed his eyes and threw the card into another tree. This card barely touched the tree when it exploded, but the power of the blast almost blew a chunk of the tree clear out. All that was left of the thick trunk at he point where the card hit was a small bit of the edge wood on the other side of the tree. Remy sighed. That was his closure. That was all he needed. He turned on his heel and went back to the house, heading up to his room.
Cally hopped in the passenger's seat of Lance's jeep. "So, where we headed?" she asked as Lance climbed in to the driver's seat.
Lance smiled. "That's for me to know and you to find out, baby," Lance told her. Cally pouted slightly but playfully. Lance could tell. He leaned over and kissed her lightly. "Trust me, wouldya? Jeez! I can't even set up a surprise for my girlfriend," Lance joked. Cally smiled.
"Fine. Come on, let's get going!" Cally insisted, pushing him back to his side of the jeep. Lance nodded.
"Whatever the young lady commands," Lance said with a smile on his face. Cally shook her head and scrunched her nose. Lance started the jeep, pulling it out of the driveway and turning onto the road, driving down near the edge of town. Lance grabbed Cally's hand with one of his own and the other stayed on steering wheel.
They pulled into the parking lot of what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. "Ok, Lance. What are we doing here?" Cally asked. Lance just smiled and opened his door, jumping out of the jeep.
"Come on, Cal. You're gonna miss the fun," he called to her as he walked to the warehouse. Cally jumped out of his jeep, and then ran to catch up with him. She jump stopped next to him and grabbed his hand, forcing him to stop as well.
"Now tell me what we're doing here," Cally commanded, turning him to her. When Lance's mouth flattened into a line, Cally stepped closer to him, looking straight up at him. "Now come on, either you tell me now, or I'll have to loosen your lips," Cally said, putting her fingers in his front pockets. Lance's lips parted into a groan but still he said nothing. "Fine then," Cally said. She pulled her hands away from his pockets and started to walk back to the jeep.
As soon as Lance realized what she was doing, he ran after her. "Wait, Cally!" he said, catching her hand quickly. "We're going to see a concert, now come on!" Lance admitted. Cally turned with a satisfied smirk. "You can be truly evil, you know that, right?" Lance said. Cally nodded smugly and kissed him passionately.
Cally pulled away after a few seconds. "See, I told you I'd loosen your lips," she said. Lance rolled his eyes.
"Now will you come on, we're gonna missed the concert!" Lance said, pulling her back to the warehouse. Lance pulled open the door to show a big group of people all surrounding a makeshift stage. "I bet I can get us to the front," Lance said, a mischievous look in his eyes.
Cally raised one eyebrow. "Without using powers?" Cally challenged.
Lance frowned slightly. "Damn it. You caught me," he said in mock defeat, "Of course I can get to the front without using powers." His grin reappeared on his face. He pulled her along, weaving through the bodies until they were just close enough to touch the stage. "Now comes the fun part," Lance said as the band appeared on the stage.
After about two hours, the concert ended. The warehouse emptied slowly, but Cally and Lance were in no hurry. What was funny was that the band came back out while everyone except Cally and Lance were trying to rush out. They sat on the edge of the stage. They were planning on talking to their whole audience, but instead ended up talking with just Lance and Cally. They were an awesome band, too. Cally complimented their music. Lance stood there, holding his girlfriend around her waist.
After a half hour of talking to the band, the warehouse was empty and it was nearly one a.m. Cally said goodbye to the band and Lance nodded, a slight smile on his face, and they both left.
Lance kissed Cally's cheek. "So, did you have a good time?" he whispered in her ear.
Cally smirked. "I did, I did," she said. "Just remember, I'm not good with surprises." Lance smiled at her and kissed her cheek again.
"I'll try. Come on, let's go home," Lance said. He released her waist, but captured her hand in his. They walked back to the jeep fairly slowly. Neither was in any rush to go back to the Brotherhood house.
They got in the jeep and Lance begrudgingly started the car. They drove at a crawl, avoiding going back to the house of as long as they could. They both knew that even though Cally had told the guys not to wait up, they would anyways. Pietro would probably use the excuse of some project he was given. Toad would be up, waiting to hawk Lance for details on the date at which point, Lance would Avalanche him out of the way. Remy, she wasn't sure. But he might have stayed up to see Cally. But she wasn't sure.
They pulled in the driveway. Lance cut the engine but didn't get out of the jeep yet. "So…" he said, just looking at Cally.
"So… I really don't want to go in there yet. I'd like my room to remain semi-clean for a little bit longer," Cally joked. Lance smiled and leaned across to her.
"Well, we can stay out here for a bit," he said gently, kissing her cheek. Cally smiled. She put one hand on either side of his face and kissed him sweetly. It was like heaven for Lance. He put his hands on Cally's hips, pulling her to the edge of her seat. Cally moved her hands down to his chest, allowing them to rest just a few inches below his collarbones. After a few minutes, Lance pulled away and sighed. "If they are waiting up, they're going to go nuts if we're out much longer," Lance said grudgingly.
Cally groaned. "B-but I don't wanna…" she whined almost playfully. Lance kissed her once more, long and passionately.
This time Cally pulled away. Lance looked at her. "You know we have to. They probably heard the jeep pull in. We both know what happens when we don't come in quick enough for them…" Lance pointed out.
Cally knew all too well what would happen. Toad and Pietro would come out to make sure the "happy couple" weren't doing anything they weren't supposed to be doing. It was stupid and juvenile, but it was exactly what would happen. It always did when they didn't come in the house within about 10 minutes of the jeep pulling in. "Alright," Cally sighed. Just to be her usual, flirty self, instead of opening her door and getting out from her side, she moved herself across the center seat of the jeep, over onto his lap and opened his door. Lance nearly blushed but instead he groaned in pleasure.
"Must you be so seductive all the time?" Lance asked, putting a hand on her flat stomach.
Cally turned her head slightly, now very close to him. Their noses were nearly touching and Cally's head was slightly tilted to one side. "Of course, it's my nature," Cally said, kissing him lightly.
She finally pulled back from him and finished climbing out of the car. Lance followed quickly, catching Cally around the waist. "Why must you always be so arousing?" Lance asked flirtatiously. Cally turned and raised an eyebrow.
"Because it's fun, I can, and you get all hot and bothered. It's entertaining," Cally whispered. Lance groaned again, kissing her neck quickly. Then, he released her waist and only held her hand.
"Time to go back into hell," Lance said. He walked up to the door and opened it, allowing Cally to go first. "Ladies first," he said kindly. Cally walked through the door and Lance followed, allowing the door to slam closed.
So there's the second chapter. I'm working on getting a chapter up a night, that way the cliffhangers won't be too bad. So the next chapter should be up tomorrow. As always, R&R. Thanks for reading.