Warzone
By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men… so… whatever!
A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to write this, but I'm a slow typer, plus I'm doing another one too, and prison (aka skool) makes it really hard to make time to type, write, and basically stay awake!
Ultimate Rowing!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1 Chapter III
"He's cute!" Sunny grinned as they made their way through the crowds of diverse adolescents.
"Don't go back into that again, we've discussed this already." Rogue scowled.
"Yeah, but he looks like he would make a really good boy-toy!"
"You really like him?" Rogue shuddered at the thought.
"Did you see how he flirted with me in The Alley? He definitely feels the same!" she grinned, her lips stretched wide.
"Yo're such a spaz!"
"Hey, I know that he digs you, and I can't tell if you reciprocate his affections. If you do, I'll back off, but if you don't, my pursuit continues!"
"Hey I don't," Rogue said, trying to convince her of the same thing. She had Bobby, wasn't that enough? Why did she want to have Remy too?
"Stan!" Sunny yelled, reaching out her arms and hugging the large muscular bouncer.
His face had been hard, void of emotion, and his body stiff until he'd grasped her. A genuine smile burst forth from his unsmiling face as his body relaxed to her. "Sunny, I haven't seen you for awhile! You look beautiful!"
"Hey, I'm nowhere near as stunning as your doll Rogue!" she grinned pulling away.
Stan looked down at Rogue. He reached out and captured her shoulders. Holding her out at arms length, he drank in her beauty, just as the rest of the crowd was doing.
"Ah don't get a hug?" she asked with an attractive brow raised and a playful pout on her lips.
"C'meer!" he laughed pulling her to him and hugging her tightly.
She held him tightly, but carefully, making sure that their skin didn't touch. Finally pulling away, she studied his face. Growing on his square jaw was a few stubbles of fuzz and a faint goatee.
"Look at that peach fuzz, ya' look like a boy just hittin' puberty!" she smiled touching his chin with her gloved hand.
"Don't tantalize me!"
"So are ya' gonna' let us in? Or are we ta' stand here like them?" she asked indicating the crowd of kids.
"You know I can't say no to you!" He grinned.
"Oh yeah," she said suddenly remembering, "This is Gambit, he's new at my prison, a. k. a. school." She smiled bringing him forth.
Stan looked him up and down, and then raised a brow at Rogue, "Did ya' finally get rid of preppy?"
"No, we're just showin' him 'round."
"Good, 'cuz I don't wanna' hear 'bout you cheatin' on me!" he smiled, his voice stern.
"Now Stan, ya' know that nobody curls ma' hair like you do!" she mocked.
"Ok, go in girls, … and guy." He smiled opening the door.
Gambit's eyes grew wide in surprise as he took in the nightclub's scenery. Inside was dark and cloudy. The only light sources in the building were from the neon lights on stage and the candles on the tables scattered smartly around the dance floor. Loud noises, only to be classified as music, blasted from the many speakers around the place.
"Ok, now that's lover-boy in the red, watch out for him and boy-toy over there in the green. They're cute aren't they? That's Buzz, over there with the black and white spikes, and that's Perry the one flirting with that girl, and she's Sara…"
"Ok." He answered looking at the people she pointed out to him.
"… and that's A squared, he likes to get drunk, so don't let him around you when he gets liquored up, it's not pretty…"
"Hmmm." He mumbled.
Abruptly a pair of arms flew around her torso and a pair of lips touched her hair. "Roguey!" he cried, his voice held a malicious tone as he snaked his hands to her breasts and squeezed them rudely.
Turning around to face him, her eyes were like midnight, dark and fearsome. Looking up at him, her dark lips quirked into a menacing smile, and the bright white of her teeth shown brightly against her dark surroundings. Licking her lips enticingly, she whispered in a sexy voice, "Avalanche, get yo' dirty paws off of me!"
"Why baby?" he asked bringing his hands to her round backside, "Don't you like it?"
"Oh Avalanche!" she moaned softly, bringing her hands to his thighs where she slowly made her way to his groin.
"Yeah baby," he groaned against her smiling like a champion.
Suddenly she clutched his manhood in her hands where she squeezed it painfully and held on. "Don't ya' like it?" she asked her voice full of innocence.
"Rogue, let go!" he cried, tears of pain streaming down his face.
"Oh c'mon Avalanche, if ya' want, I cant do it harder!" she grinned squeezing even harder.
"Ok, ok!" he cried trying to free himself from her grasp.
The realization hadn't even occurred to her until the load roar of the crowd split through the club that everyone had heard everything. She chuckled to herself. Avalanche would never be able to live down the embarrassment of crying in the club. It would certainly take time for this news to die down.
Finally she let go and made her way back to the group. Out of nowhere, a boy jumped out of the crowd in front of Rogue.
"Dance with me Rogue, or I shall parish!" he asked dramatically, kneeling on one knee.
"C'mon playa'." She grinned winking at him, then taking him by the shirt collar and leading him through the crowd.
Gambit watched them disappear through the sea of people. The guy wasn't all that. He was tall and lanky. His long wavy hair fell slightly past his ears and framed his face. He had deep blue eyes, and thick ju ju lips. His body was slightly muscular and clad in a white tank top and black baggy jeans. *He's such a wanna' be!* Gambit thought.
"Hey Remy," Sunny asked disrupting his thoughts, "C'mon let's dance. I wanna' see what you're made of!"
"Ok." He smiled taking her hand.
As they danced along with the crowd, he studied her through the darkness. Sunny, he had to admit, was pretty hot. Her smooth, creamy, dark caramel skin complemented her dark attire. Her body was beautifully sculpted, as though Michelangelo had sculpted a girlfriend for David. Her eyes were a clear, piercing gray, and her lips were a soft luscious pink. Her cheekbones were high and naturally tented. Her eyelashes were long and silky; they looked as if they were reaching up to touch the tops of her eyelids. She was very hot.
"Stop staring, dance your thoughts away!" she smiled, almost imagining what he was thinking.
"Can't take ma' eyes off of you." He laughed.
"I can't tell with those glasses on." She smiled.
"Are you hinting something?" he smiled.
"Are you hiding something?" she countered.
"Gambit don't feel like revealing himself in front of all these strangers." He replied.
"Don't have to, I was just curious." She smiled warmly in understanding.
~***~
"…you've got to be kidding me, Meet the Parents was not a sad movie!" Remy exclaimed.
"In Rogue's world it was!" Sunny laughed.
"Guys, stop laughing at me!" she whined. "They treated Ben Stiller really mean!"
"You called me a spaz earlier, it's obvious that you really are!" Sunny joked.
"Kiss ma' ass Sunny!" Rogue shot back.
"Sorry, but I don't do that sort of thing." Sunny replied.
"I think that's a little to Olivia Newton John for her." Remy smiled.
"Uh, guys!" Rogue groaned throwing a pillow at Remy's head.
Sitting in front of the TV, they spent all night laughing and joking with each other.
~***~
Waking up slowly, she opened her eyes, only to snap them shut by the blinding light. Opening them slowly, she realized that the blinding light was coming from the mid-day sun.
Pealing her sweat drenched tank top from her glistening body, she looked out over the room. On the plush sky blue carpet two mounds slept, one covered completely by a heavy blanket, the other sprawled out in the sun.
For the first time in a while, Rogue could literally say that she'd had a really good time. After the rave, they went back to the mansion and hung out in the Rec room. Eating popcorn and drinking sodas full of sugar, they'd watched old, classic black and white movies with the sound off. The entire night they'd spent joking with each other and narrating a new dialogue to the soundless movies. The entire room was filled with laughter as the three talked through the night. Even Remy had found himself having a good time with the two girls. They didn't even seem shy around him.
Rogue smiled as she looked at Remy's relaxed figure. He lay sprawled on the carpet, snowed under light. He didn't even seem to be bothered by the shadows playing over his eyes; maybe because he was still wearing his glasses. A five o'clock shadow was already pushing up on his jaw line, making him look more rugged and scruffy. He was so attractive.
She sighed heavily. Last night was a blast, but something was nagging her. She was so comfortable with him last night, which was really weird. Even when she'd first met Logan she'd been cautious around him. But with Remy, she was at peace. She felt safe, which was something she wasn't used to, seeing as she was constantly stressing over her powers. She didn't even think of her powers all night!
*How can ah be with a guy who is the total opposite of Bobby, yet have this incredible fuzzy feeling come over me every time that ah'm with him?* she asked herself. *How can ah be with this awesome guy and not be afraid of hurting him with ma' powers?*
Standing up from the couch, she stretched before she walked towards the kitchen. Jean and Scott were silently eating and reading at the table.
*Could there ever be an even more boring couple?* she asked herself scowling. *Yeah, me and Bobby!*
"Good morning Rogue." Jean smiled looking up from her book.
"Hey." She smiled faintly, going to the fridge.
"Hey Rogue, are you going to the Danger Room today?" Asked Scott.
"Yeah, why?"
"That new guy, Gambit, I think his name is, bring him with you. Profess. X wants us to teach him about it and wants his first lesson to be with you."
"Whatever." She yawned loudly, pulling out a carton of milk.
"And Rogue honey…" Jean began.
*Do ah look like someone who should be called "Honey"?* she scowled.
"… can you and your friends clean up the mess you made in the Rec room? I don't feel like cleaning today."
"Ok." She replied only halfway listening.
Suddenly Sunny and Remy came in the kitchen simultaneously.
"Hey Scott and Jean." Sunny smiled pushing her long silky curls out of her face.
"Hi." Jean smiled looking up again.
Remy stood there uncertainly. He hadn't even met these two yet.
Rogue noticed.
"Remy, these are Jean and Scott Summers. They're the leaders of the X-Men."
"Hey." He smiled, looking over to Rogue grateful.
"Guys, ah'm goin' to clean up." Rogue informed her friends as she turned to go to her bedroom.
"Ok," Sunny smiled getting a box of bagels, "I'll be up in half an hour."
Tugging on her large black pajama pants, Rogue made her way to her room. She was in a huge pile of shit right now. She was with Bobby, and thinking about another guy. To top it all off, her best friend was into the same guy, and she'd given her permission to go after him when she knew she wanted him.
Then the realization struck her, why was she fussing over this guy, if she were ever to get him, they would never get to be together anyway. No matter how much she liked Remy nothing could ever come of it, so why was she buggin'? *Just stay with boring Bobby, things could only get worse.* she sighed.
Taking a towel from the linen closet, she made her way to the bathroom. Turning on the warm shower, she pealed off her sweat soaked garments and stepped in. As the warm water rained over her face, she felt drained, emotionally and physically. Pushing back her flaming red hair, she felt as if a heavy load had been put on her back, one that even her mutant powers couldn't fully bear.
Closing her eyes, she silently broke down. Slipping into the tub slowly, she let her tears of sadness mingle with the shower water. She hated her life, she hated her predicament. She didn't want to be this way; she never asked to be a mutant, all she ever wanted was to be loved, and all she ever asked was for someone to love her.
She could feel sobs forming large lumps in her throat as she let the tears gush from her lifeless eyes.
Sitting in the shower she released all her emotions. Finally after she'd cried her heart out, she found her body and soul left raw and naked.
To be continued……………….
A/N: Sorry but four might not come out for a while. I'm still trying to get used to this new keyboard, plus I haven't written it up yet. Even the ending of this chapter ended as a big surprise to me, I wasn't sure where I was going with it after the party. Hoped you liked it, R&R folks!
P. S. Oh yeah, and happy b-day to my amigs, Jamie, Alexis, Nella, Teri, and my bro Jr. whose b-days are this month. Luv uz!!!!!!!!!!!! ^-^
By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men… so… whatever!
A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to write this, but I'm a slow typer, plus I'm doing another one too, and prison (aka skool) makes it really hard to make time to type, write, and basically stay awake!
Ultimate Rowing!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1 Chapter III
"He's cute!" Sunny grinned as they made their way through the crowds of diverse adolescents.
"Don't go back into that again, we've discussed this already." Rogue scowled.
"Yeah, but he looks like he would make a really good boy-toy!"
"You really like him?" Rogue shuddered at the thought.
"Did you see how he flirted with me in The Alley? He definitely feels the same!" she grinned, her lips stretched wide.
"Yo're such a spaz!"
"Hey, I know that he digs you, and I can't tell if you reciprocate his affections. If you do, I'll back off, but if you don't, my pursuit continues!"
"Hey I don't," Rogue said, trying to convince her of the same thing. She had Bobby, wasn't that enough? Why did she want to have Remy too?
"Stan!" Sunny yelled, reaching out her arms and hugging the large muscular bouncer.
His face had been hard, void of emotion, and his body stiff until he'd grasped her. A genuine smile burst forth from his unsmiling face as his body relaxed to her. "Sunny, I haven't seen you for awhile! You look beautiful!"
"Hey, I'm nowhere near as stunning as your doll Rogue!" she grinned pulling away.
Stan looked down at Rogue. He reached out and captured her shoulders. Holding her out at arms length, he drank in her beauty, just as the rest of the crowd was doing.
"Ah don't get a hug?" she asked with an attractive brow raised and a playful pout on her lips.
"C'meer!" he laughed pulling her to him and hugging her tightly.
She held him tightly, but carefully, making sure that their skin didn't touch. Finally pulling away, she studied his face. Growing on his square jaw was a few stubbles of fuzz and a faint goatee.
"Look at that peach fuzz, ya' look like a boy just hittin' puberty!" she smiled touching his chin with her gloved hand.
"Don't tantalize me!"
"So are ya' gonna' let us in? Or are we ta' stand here like them?" she asked indicating the crowd of kids.
"You know I can't say no to you!" He grinned.
"Oh yeah," she said suddenly remembering, "This is Gambit, he's new at my prison, a. k. a. school." She smiled bringing him forth.
Stan looked him up and down, and then raised a brow at Rogue, "Did ya' finally get rid of preppy?"
"No, we're just showin' him 'round."
"Good, 'cuz I don't wanna' hear 'bout you cheatin' on me!" he smiled, his voice stern.
"Now Stan, ya' know that nobody curls ma' hair like you do!" she mocked.
"Ok, go in girls, … and guy." He smiled opening the door.
Gambit's eyes grew wide in surprise as he took in the nightclub's scenery. Inside was dark and cloudy. The only light sources in the building were from the neon lights on stage and the candles on the tables scattered smartly around the dance floor. Loud noises, only to be classified as music, blasted from the many speakers around the place.
"Ok, now that's lover-boy in the red, watch out for him and boy-toy over there in the green. They're cute aren't they? That's Buzz, over there with the black and white spikes, and that's Perry the one flirting with that girl, and she's Sara…"
"Ok." He answered looking at the people she pointed out to him.
"… and that's A squared, he likes to get drunk, so don't let him around you when he gets liquored up, it's not pretty…"
"Hmmm." He mumbled.
Abruptly a pair of arms flew around her torso and a pair of lips touched her hair. "Roguey!" he cried, his voice held a malicious tone as he snaked his hands to her breasts and squeezed them rudely.
Turning around to face him, her eyes were like midnight, dark and fearsome. Looking up at him, her dark lips quirked into a menacing smile, and the bright white of her teeth shown brightly against her dark surroundings. Licking her lips enticingly, she whispered in a sexy voice, "Avalanche, get yo' dirty paws off of me!"
"Why baby?" he asked bringing his hands to her round backside, "Don't you like it?"
"Oh Avalanche!" she moaned softly, bringing her hands to his thighs where she slowly made her way to his groin.
"Yeah baby," he groaned against her smiling like a champion.
Suddenly she clutched his manhood in her hands where she squeezed it painfully and held on. "Don't ya' like it?" she asked her voice full of innocence.
"Rogue, let go!" he cried, tears of pain streaming down his face.
"Oh c'mon Avalanche, if ya' want, I cant do it harder!" she grinned squeezing even harder.
"Ok, ok!" he cried trying to free himself from her grasp.
The realization hadn't even occurred to her until the load roar of the crowd split through the club that everyone had heard everything. She chuckled to herself. Avalanche would never be able to live down the embarrassment of crying in the club. It would certainly take time for this news to die down.
Finally she let go and made her way back to the group. Out of nowhere, a boy jumped out of the crowd in front of Rogue.
"Dance with me Rogue, or I shall parish!" he asked dramatically, kneeling on one knee.
"C'mon playa'." She grinned winking at him, then taking him by the shirt collar and leading him through the crowd.
Gambit watched them disappear through the sea of people. The guy wasn't all that. He was tall and lanky. His long wavy hair fell slightly past his ears and framed his face. He had deep blue eyes, and thick ju ju lips. His body was slightly muscular and clad in a white tank top and black baggy jeans. *He's such a wanna' be!* Gambit thought.
"Hey Remy," Sunny asked disrupting his thoughts, "C'mon let's dance. I wanna' see what you're made of!"
"Ok." He smiled taking her hand.
As they danced along with the crowd, he studied her through the darkness. Sunny, he had to admit, was pretty hot. Her smooth, creamy, dark caramel skin complemented her dark attire. Her body was beautifully sculpted, as though Michelangelo had sculpted a girlfriend for David. Her eyes were a clear, piercing gray, and her lips were a soft luscious pink. Her cheekbones were high and naturally tented. Her eyelashes were long and silky; they looked as if they were reaching up to touch the tops of her eyelids. She was very hot.
"Stop staring, dance your thoughts away!" she smiled, almost imagining what he was thinking.
"Can't take ma' eyes off of you." He laughed.
"I can't tell with those glasses on." She smiled.
"Are you hinting something?" he smiled.
"Are you hiding something?" she countered.
"Gambit don't feel like revealing himself in front of all these strangers." He replied.
"Don't have to, I was just curious." She smiled warmly in understanding.
~***~
"…you've got to be kidding me, Meet the Parents was not a sad movie!" Remy exclaimed.
"In Rogue's world it was!" Sunny laughed.
"Guys, stop laughing at me!" she whined. "They treated Ben Stiller really mean!"
"You called me a spaz earlier, it's obvious that you really are!" Sunny joked.
"Kiss ma' ass Sunny!" Rogue shot back.
"Sorry, but I don't do that sort of thing." Sunny replied.
"I think that's a little to Olivia Newton John for her." Remy smiled.
"Uh, guys!" Rogue groaned throwing a pillow at Remy's head.
Sitting in front of the TV, they spent all night laughing and joking with each other.
~***~
Waking up slowly, she opened her eyes, only to snap them shut by the blinding light. Opening them slowly, she realized that the blinding light was coming from the mid-day sun.
Pealing her sweat drenched tank top from her glistening body, she looked out over the room. On the plush sky blue carpet two mounds slept, one covered completely by a heavy blanket, the other sprawled out in the sun.
For the first time in a while, Rogue could literally say that she'd had a really good time. After the rave, they went back to the mansion and hung out in the Rec room. Eating popcorn and drinking sodas full of sugar, they'd watched old, classic black and white movies with the sound off. The entire night they'd spent joking with each other and narrating a new dialogue to the soundless movies. The entire room was filled with laughter as the three talked through the night. Even Remy had found himself having a good time with the two girls. They didn't even seem shy around him.
Rogue smiled as she looked at Remy's relaxed figure. He lay sprawled on the carpet, snowed under light. He didn't even seem to be bothered by the shadows playing over his eyes; maybe because he was still wearing his glasses. A five o'clock shadow was already pushing up on his jaw line, making him look more rugged and scruffy. He was so attractive.
She sighed heavily. Last night was a blast, but something was nagging her. She was so comfortable with him last night, which was really weird. Even when she'd first met Logan she'd been cautious around him. But with Remy, she was at peace. She felt safe, which was something she wasn't used to, seeing as she was constantly stressing over her powers. She didn't even think of her powers all night!
*How can ah be with a guy who is the total opposite of Bobby, yet have this incredible fuzzy feeling come over me every time that ah'm with him?* she asked herself. *How can ah be with this awesome guy and not be afraid of hurting him with ma' powers?*
Standing up from the couch, she stretched before she walked towards the kitchen. Jean and Scott were silently eating and reading at the table.
*Could there ever be an even more boring couple?* she asked herself scowling. *Yeah, me and Bobby!*
"Good morning Rogue." Jean smiled looking up from her book.
"Hey." She smiled faintly, going to the fridge.
"Hey Rogue, are you going to the Danger Room today?" Asked Scott.
"Yeah, why?"
"That new guy, Gambit, I think his name is, bring him with you. Profess. X wants us to teach him about it and wants his first lesson to be with you."
"Whatever." She yawned loudly, pulling out a carton of milk.
"And Rogue honey…" Jean began.
*Do ah look like someone who should be called "Honey"?* she scowled.
"… can you and your friends clean up the mess you made in the Rec room? I don't feel like cleaning today."
"Ok." She replied only halfway listening.
Suddenly Sunny and Remy came in the kitchen simultaneously.
"Hey Scott and Jean." Sunny smiled pushing her long silky curls out of her face.
"Hi." Jean smiled looking up again.
Remy stood there uncertainly. He hadn't even met these two yet.
Rogue noticed.
"Remy, these are Jean and Scott Summers. They're the leaders of the X-Men."
"Hey." He smiled, looking over to Rogue grateful.
"Guys, ah'm goin' to clean up." Rogue informed her friends as she turned to go to her bedroom.
"Ok," Sunny smiled getting a box of bagels, "I'll be up in half an hour."
Tugging on her large black pajama pants, Rogue made her way to her room. She was in a huge pile of shit right now. She was with Bobby, and thinking about another guy. To top it all off, her best friend was into the same guy, and she'd given her permission to go after him when she knew she wanted him.
Then the realization struck her, why was she fussing over this guy, if she were ever to get him, they would never get to be together anyway. No matter how much she liked Remy nothing could ever come of it, so why was she buggin'? *Just stay with boring Bobby, things could only get worse.* she sighed.
Taking a towel from the linen closet, she made her way to the bathroom. Turning on the warm shower, she pealed off her sweat soaked garments and stepped in. As the warm water rained over her face, she felt drained, emotionally and physically. Pushing back her flaming red hair, she felt as if a heavy load had been put on her back, one that even her mutant powers couldn't fully bear.
Closing her eyes, she silently broke down. Slipping into the tub slowly, she let her tears of sadness mingle with the shower water. She hated her life, she hated her predicament. She didn't want to be this way; she never asked to be a mutant, all she ever wanted was to be loved, and all she ever asked was for someone to love her.
She could feel sobs forming large lumps in her throat as she let the tears gush from her lifeless eyes.
Sitting in the shower she released all her emotions. Finally after she'd cried her heart out, she found her body and soul left raw and naked.
To be continued……………….
A/N: Sorry but four might not come out for a while. I'm still trying to get used to this new keyboard, plus I haven't written it up yet. Even the ending of this chapter ended as a big surprise to me, I wasn't sure where I was going with it after the party. Hoped you liked it, R&R folks!
P. S. Oh yeah, and happy b-day to my amigs, Jamie, Alexis, Nella, Teri, and my bro Jr. whose b-days are this month. Luv uz!!!!!!!!!!!! ^-^
