Remy silently wandered the corridors of the institute still following Rogue and Kitty.

He sighed as he passed the many doors. He looked down at the card with his own room number upon it. He went up 5 flights of stairs before he found a number close to what he was looking for.

He finally found his number, room 78 and gently turned the key and opened his door. It was around half the size of the other rooms he had seen, but it only had one double bed which obviously meant he didn't have to put up with a roommate. It was to his even greater surprise that he had his own bathroom.

He stripped down and replaced his trademark black shirt, dark jeans and trench coat with black long satin Pyjama bottoms and clambered into bed.

"Finally tings are startin' to look up f' y' Remy Lebeau." He murmured before drifting off to a peaceful sleep.

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Hours later he woke up in a sweat, he shook his head as she realized moving into a more safe and comfortable enviroment was not going to cure his insomnia. It was then when he opened his curtains that he realized that what he thought to be a window was instead a balcony. He smiled as he walked out onto his new finding.

He went into attack stance when he heard a voice. He cautiously looked out from behind the wall to see Rogue standing on the balcony to the left of him.

It at first seemed she was talking to herself but it was then he realized she was humming.

Her heavy makeup had been removed and it was then he noticed, even though there was at least a three-meter distance between them that she had green eyes to match that of emeralds. He smiled as he observed her. He could now tell she was at least 17 or 18, he couldn't even I imagine why he had believed that she was no older than 14 in the first place. He glanced at her eyes again and found himself wondering what she would say if she saw his own. Many people had screamed whilst shouting devil as they ran, Remy could easily say he knew how to say the word in at least 23 languages. He sighed softly before he looked up at her, she had beauty but the sadness in her eyes seemed to drown it out, not completely but he had yet to see her happy, it was then he realized she was a young woman with nothing going for her and hid behind a permanent mask.

"Her denfence." He murmured as he watched her return back inside. He then removed his glasses and lay atop of his bed.

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Rogue bounced down the stairs tying her hair up as she went along.

She slid backwards as she tripped and braced herself for a harsh crash that never came. Instead she found herself caught in the arms of an unknown body. She caught a sniff of the strong scent and realized it was that damn Cajun.

She snatched herself out of his arms, well attempted too, which resulted in her tumbling down an entire flight of stairs dragging the Cajun down with her.

"Ow!" She murmured rubbing her head before opening her eyes and realizing what she had hit was not the floor but was Gambits elbow.

She scrambled to get up but he was quick to react and caught her in his arms pulling her down towards his chest.

She squirmed on him trying to get free of his grasp before admitting defeat and looking down at him before glaring as hard as the muscles in her face would allow it.

"Now, now Chere, if y' keep glarin' at Remy like dat de win' coul' change an' it coul' stay like dat!" Remy smirked attempting to fake a look of worry.

"SWAMP RAT! Let Meh Go!" Rogue seethed.

"Non." Remy answered. "Remy be quite content on stayin' where he is."

Rouge continued to struggle. She tore her hand free whacking his sunglasses off but was utterly surprised when Remy instantly let go of her and abruptly stood up with his eyes shut tight searching the ground for his glasses before finding them and shoving them on.

Rogue just stood there surprised. Remy looked up at her and she could have sworn she saw a red flash behind his glasses.

She regained her normality and continued on her journey towards the kitchen, she grabbed a bagel as she went past before walking out the front door.

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Remy, who was 21 was happy that he did not have to bother with the worries of school in fact he was all ready to explore some more and perhaps laze around in the sun, these plans were abruptly destoryed when the white haired lady passed him a school bag.

"Erm Que?" He questioned her stupidly.

"Did no one tell you that since you missed the last year of your education that as long as you are staying here you have to finish it?" She frowned.

Remy was about to make a run for it back up to his room before Scott's girlfriend Jean dragged him back and shoved him out the front door.

He saw Rogue walking ahead of him and jogged to catch up with her.

Rogue was nervous, someone was watching her, and she knew it. She counted to three in her head before whipping around ready to attack her follower. Seeing no one there she relaxed before turning around.

"Ah!" Rogue screamed upon seeing the Cajuns face inches away from her own.

"Awww Chere? Y' call Remy a pet name? Well y' can be Mon petite River Rat den!" He smirked.

"Ah'm not yours neitha am ah a River Rat!" She argued with him.

"Oui Chere y' are a lil River Rat, Remy can tell. Us southerners should stay together." He teased and put his arm around her shoulders.

Rogue hastily shoved it off and glared. "Stop following meh an go home!" She stormed off ahead of him.

"Remy be going t' school!" He called after her and ran to catch up with her once again.

Rogue stopped in her tracks. "Your over twenty!" She turned around to face him, her expressions showing terror.

"Ah yes Chere but Remy is apparently uneducated." He stated his accent thick.

"Argh!" She stormed off again.

Remy yet again caught up.

"So why did Remy's Chere lie t' him." He questioned.

She sighed and gave up on trying to ditch him. "About what?" She questioned.

"Y' age." He stated as the corners of her mouth twitched into a half smile. "I don't know whah did yah believe meh?"

"Tis not so funny." He stated as they reached the school gates. "Means y' are fair gain now Chere!" He smirked as he hit her backside.

Rogue was pissed off now. She turned around to beat the living shit out of him but discovered he was gone.

Rogue growled and headed off to her first class.

Remy however was examining the piece of paper he had retrieved from her back pocket.

He smiled as he headed to the office.

Remy was bored. The principal was away on business and he had been held in the office waiting room for 4 hours. He sighed as he carefully eyed the 50-year-old secretary. He froze and his eyes widened when he saw her wink at him. His mouth opened agape before he averted his eyes to his shoes.

"Merde." He muttered.

After 20 minutes of complete torture of the 50 year olds flirting habits the principal finally turned up. Remy hurriedly followed her into her office going out of his way to avoid walking past the secretary.

Remy got the exact timetable he wanted due to his amazing charming tactics. At least the principal was 10 years younger at least then that of the… secretary. He shuddered at the memory.