Hey everyone, here is chapter two and I hope you all enjoy.

A special shout out to SwampRat91 who reviewed the first chapter, which I loved and would love more reviews so please do.

With love, daisyboo x

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men and only use them for the basis of my story.

Chapter Two

Rogue pushed open the doors exuberantly as she finally exited the school and she huffed a massive sigh of relief. She had been kept behind in after school detention because the girls at Bayville High had been passing notes again and one just happened to land on her desk the moment her Calculus teacher had walked passed. The teacher's name was Mr Barnes and he was one of those teachers who enjoyed a good conspiracy. Every lesson that Rogue attended, he was adamant that something was up and on this occasion, he was right. He had stopped dramatically next to Rogue's desk as he had slowly lowered his hand in order to grasp the note that had just been passed to her. Rogue did not know what was happening until she saw Mr Barnes' fingers curl around the note and the moment she looked up to look at Mr Barnes, she turned a bright red. She had tried to plead her innocence but Mr Barnes hated pleaders and he had instantly put her in after school detention using his usual flare.

In the meantime, Rogue had continued with her classwork and by the end of the lesson, she was to be joined by three of her classmates in after school detention who had also incurred the wrath of Mr Barnes. The Calculus class was Rogue's last lesson for the day so when the bell sounded that signalled the end of the school day, she stayed in her spot. Mr Barnes had handed out a worksheet for the six students in after school detention to complete and Rogue had finished it in no time so for the rest of her detention, she had snoozed. After the hour, Mr Barnes released them and this is where Rogue was at this very moment. She was outside the school's main entrance and the rain was pouring down. She pulled her thin jacket around her more as she shivered slightly and yanked her hood up over her head. She scolded herself because of her poor choice of clothing for that day which consisted of a pair of black leggings and a long sleeved denim shirt with a white top underneath and her thin navy coloured jacket. She looked down at her classic black converse and rebuked herself again for her bad choice. She readjusted her backpack and then thought about how she was going to get home. Rogue eventually agreed that she would catch the bus back to the mansion as she had missed the ride home with the other X-Men youngsters and due to the heaviness of the rain, she had rejected the idea of flying back. She sighed again and then began her short walk to the bus stop but she was stopped dead in her tracks when a black motorcycle screeched to the front gate of the school.

The motorcyclist stopped expertly and Rogue smirked. She knew that motorcyclist anywhere and just being in his vicinity filled her with that warmth again. She smiled slightly and then began to walk cautiously towards the motorcycle. She heard his distinct French accent call her name and Rogue again stopped again dead in her tracks. She turned her hooded head towards the motorcyclist in order to look at him more and she instantly held her breath as she allowed herself to drink in the appearance of the motorcyclist. The motorcyclist was Gambit and he was astride a beautiful vintage looking motorcycle. Rogue slowly approached the motorcycle and she began to run her covered forefinger over the red coverings of the bike.

"Ya like the bike, Chere," Gambit purred as he removed the sunglasses that he was wearing and Rogue was able to look into his fascinating dark eyes.

"Like bikes Gambit? Ah love them," Rogue volunteered as a smile graced her features and Gambit returned it.

Rogue looked at him deeply for a moment then and she considered him thoughtfully. He really was a beautiful human being and he looked breath-taking at that very moment. His long auburn hair was loose but wet due to the rain as his sunglasses rested on head and kept his hair out of his face. He was wearing his trademark dark fingerless gloves and a lit cigarette hung from his slender lips. Rogue focused her attention on his lips and wondered for a moment what it would be like to kiss them with her own. However, Rogue brushed the thought from her mind as she remembered her first and last kiss that had not gone well and she definitely did not want to relive that moment ever again. She refocused her thoughts then continuing to look at Gambit with her bright green eyes and she took in the rest of his appearance. He was wearing the same dark jeans that he had worn the other day and an old rock band t-shirt with his trench coat over the top. He flashed Rogue another playful smile then and Rogue tried to not allow herself to be affected by it so she was about to turn around to leave when he spoke.

"Need a ride, Chere?" he asked as Rogue turned back around to look at Gambit as he gestured towards his bike.

"Ah do not need a ride, Gambit."

"Well that's not what a little birdie told me," he flirted shamelessly as Rogue rolled her green eyes.

"And just who is this little birdie?"

"Gambit would never reveal his sources," he flirted again as he leant forward and rested his elbows on the handlebars of his bike.

Rogue was beginning to enjoy herself as she spoke easily with Gambit and laughed openly at the joke that he just told. Gambit smiled at Rogue as he too seemed to be enjoying himself but then Rogue remembered herself.

"Ah need to go," Rogue suddenly announced as she turned to leave again but then Gambit reached out to her and grabbed the soaked sleeve of her jacket as her hood fell revealing the mass of her gorgeous chestnut and white hair.

Rogue stopped and looked at Gambit's large gloved hand as he gently clutched her sleeve. She followed his arm then as her eyes eventually met his and she saw that his eyes were almost pleading with her. The expression in his dark eyes excited her a little but it frightened her more and she went to leave again but Gambit kept a firm hold on her sleeve.

"Gambit, let go will ya," Rogue pleaded as she tugged lightly on her sleeve, "ah need to get back."

"That's the reason why ah'm here Rogue; ah just want to give ya a ride home."

Rogue looked at him deeply then but her face also held a look of surprise as Gambit really did look sincere. She hesitated for a moment and then Gambit touched her gloved hand with his. His touch was light and she felt that warmth again rush from him into her. She looked at their interlocked fingers relishing a little in the feeling that was unfamiliar to her but then she returned her gaze towards Gambit.

"It's just a lift home Chere, ah promise ya not gonna kill me," he said light-heartedly.

Rogue pouted then in mock disgust but Gambit's fun and flirty nature was contagious and they both ended up giggling.

"Please Chere, allow me to take ya home," Gambit requested as he extended an elegant hand towards her.

Rogue continued to look at his hand and without thinking any further, she took it. Gambit lit up the moment she did and he guided her expertly towards the back of the bike. Rogue placed herself gracefully onto the back of the bike and she held on tightly to the back panel of the bike. Gambit placed his sunglasses back over his eyes and then turned his head to look at Rogue. Rogue glared back at Gambit with annoyance evident on her face and Gambit smirked at her look.

"What?"

"Ya sure you want to hold onto the bike Chere when holding onto Gambit is a much better choice," he replied smirking again.

"Just drive, Swamp Rat," Rogue commanded as Gambit roared the bike to life.

"As the lady commands."

Rogue rolled her eyes and then the bike sped off. Rogue turned to look behind her as the school disappeared from view and then watched as Gambit weaved expertly through the light traffic. She silently marvelled at the way in which he handled the bike as Rogue had experience with bikes too but her skill level was nowhere near as good as Gambit's. However, as Rogue was admiring Gambit's skill, he drove over a speed bump and it took Rogue by surprise. She leapt into the air by a few centimetres and she caught Gambit's shoulders for safety. She gripped his shoulders tightly with her gloved hands and her body inched closer towards Gambit's due to the speed bump. Rogue gasped and stiffened the moment her body made contact with Gambit's.

Although, both hers and Gambit's body were both fully clothed, the sudden contact made her uneasy and she tried to react as quickly as she could by trying to move back a few inches but due to the speed that Gambit was driving at, moving backwards was difficult. She squirmed and Gambit must have felt her movement and discomfort because she felt Gambit's hand snake around hers and pull it around him. He set it in place on his waist and when Rogue tried to move it, he tightened his hold to keep it in place. She flinched slightly but then after a moment she decided that she should try and relax so she leant into him for a second. His scent surrounded her the moment she did and it was one of the most intoxicating aromas she had ever smelt. It was a mix of the expensive smelling cologne that Gambit wore along with the linger of cigarette smoke and a spicy fragrance that was all Gambit's own. However, as she was lost in Gambit's presence, he spoke breaking the silence that had befallen their journey.

"Ah see ya learning to relax, Chere," Gambit yelled over the noise of the journey.

By this time, the rain had stopped and so had Rogue. What Gambit had just said struck her deeply because it was something that people told her to do all the time and it genuinely annoyed her. Due to her condition, she had to be as uptight and cautious as she was because she did not want to hurt anyone ever again and it felt to Rogue as if people did not get her. One thing that Rogue hated more than anything was being misunderstood as it had happened to her for her entire life and she wanted nothing more than to fit in. One of Rogue's dreams was to be able to use her powers to help her friends but to not absorb someone's energy when she touched them. That was the thing that Rogue craved more than anything else, to be able to have proper human skin-on-skin contact with someone and to not hurt them. However, Rogue's thoughts were broken then because she and Gambit had arrived back at the mansion and she was almost disappointed. Gambit rode his bike up to the garage, where all the personal vehicles for the X-Men were kept and he parked it beautifully between a flashy red convertible and a prim silver Volvo. Gambit then fiddled with the ignition and the engine died confirming to Rogue that her time with Gambit was over. However, they both stayed where they were rooted to their spots astride the bike with Rogue's covered fingers clutching Gambit's trench coat and him leaning forward slightly on the handlebars. Rogue did not know what was happening to her as she knew that she should be leaving but she did not want to go. However, sense seemed to be regained by Rogue and she released her grip on Gambit. She then swung her left leg over the base of the bike and went to leave.

"Thanks for the ride, Cajun," Rogue mumbled but before she could leave, Gambit used his superfast reflexes and appeared right before her.

Rogue gasped due to his quickness and she dropped her backpack. She quickly picked it up and clumsily placed it back onto her back but Gambit refused to let her leave.

"We need to talk, Chere?"

"About what, Gambit?" she asked a little afraid as she raised her eyes to meet his.

"Please don't call me Gambit, Chere."

"What do ya want me to call ya then?" she asked as she got more confused by the second.

"Gambit is the name ah use for work and when ah'm not working ah want ya to call me Remy."

"Ok, Remy," she said simply and a smile grace his features.

A long silence then erupted between them in which Gambit raised his hand and he moved it towards Rogue.

"What are ya doing, Remy?" she questioned as she intently watched his raised hand.

"Something that ah have wanted to do since the moment ah saw ya, Rogue," he admitted freely as Rogue began to breath heavily.

However, their moment was broken when a large clap was heard and Kurt instantly appeared between Gambit and Rogue. His sudden appearance shocked both of them and he apologised quickly as he turned to face Rogue. Rogue's adopted brother had a worried look upon his face and he was wearing his X-Men uniform.

"What's the matter, Kurt?" Rogue asked suddenly worried as she gave her adopted brother her full attention.

"We have a danger room session with Wolverine right now and you're late," Kurt replied with his German accent apparent, "he is also not happy with you at all, Rogue."

"Oh my God," Rogue exclaimed as Gambit just watched Kurt and Rogue patiently, "ah completely forgot. Will ya transport me to my room, Kurt?"

"Of course Sis but the longer we linger the angrier he gets."

Rogue nodded and she latched her gloved hand onto Kurt's forearm but before he teleported, she stopped him as she needed to speak to Gambit quickly.

"Thanks for the ride, Remy, ah really appreciate it."

"T'was no problem, Chere," he replied looking disappointed that their moment was broken but then Rogue extended her hand towards him and touched his fingertips lightly.

She felt the familiar shiver run through her body and wished for a brief second that Kurt had not interrupted them but she knew it was for the best as she silently cursed herself for allowing this moment to happen.

"Ah'll see ya round."

"Ah guess," Gambit answered as Kurt then teleported both him and his sister away leaving Gambit alone in the garage.