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skyangle2004, untouchablegoth, redeyes813, loneraven, silky black, ishandahalf, EreshkigalGirl, magicalmaiden, RouGeY, psycho88, QueenReine, scarlet stripes, : Thank you all soooooo much for your reviews. I love then all!! Hope you guys like this chapter just as much as the last one. I can't tell you how sorry I am that this chapter has taken me so long to write, but I'll try to keep them coming as fast as I can. Getting reviews from you guys puts me in a good mood all day. Thanks and keep it up, please

Cold Star: I'm glad you liked the name. I wasn't sure if I wanted to name Rogue at first, but it fit with the lyrics of the song and I kind of liked it so I decided to use Noel. As for the seducing, I honestly don't know which way it's going to go yet, keep your eyes peeled for that…

Melancholic: I loved your review, it made me so happy to read. I'm glad that you got a chance to read my fic and that you liked it so much. Oh and you can join the anti-pietro mob that has started forming around this story. I'm actually the ringleader of it, lol. I really can't stand Pietro, but I needed him for this story. As for the knowing about mutants question…people understand that Rogue can't be touched, but they don't really understand the whole concept of mutants. They haven't been outed yet so there is no real mutant hysteria and no one is really sure exactly why Rogue is the way she is.

Angyxoxo: I hope you're starting to like this. I wanted the characterization to seem different because I wanted something to distinguish my fic from the thousands of others that are out there. Let me know what you think. Thanks for reviewing.

Sweet Revenge151: I'm glad you like my spin on the story. I really wanted to give my story something to make it different. As for Pietro…you can join the mob that Aro and I are going to create. Only condition is we can't attack him until I am done using him in this story. As much as I don't like him, I still need him, unfortunately.

Eileen Blazer: Hopefully Rogue's craziness will start to fade away soon and she will start coming to her senses. Glad that you can hear the song as you read…even if you are listening to it.

Calliann: I'm so excited that you reviewed my story because I just love all of yours. Thanks for all the compliments. You review came at the exact right time and inspired me to finish this chapter. So props to you for that

Aro: Last, but definitely not least…I absolutely love all the reviews I get that say how much everyone hates Pietro. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, lol…We really do need to start that mob. And I understand what you're saying about Wanda. I don't really like her when she's all angry and angsty, hopefully my Wanda will remain cool.

I am sooooo absolutely incredidly sorry that this took me, what 4 months? To write. I have a long list of excuses, but I guess they can be summed up by saying "To all the people who told me senior year would be easy…You are dirty rotten liars". Between school ,homework, work, dance, clubs and college apps, I have had no free time. Plus, I have written this chapter over at least 3 times, it is nothing like the original that I had months ago. I hope you like it though and I'm going to try to update sooner next time. Special thanks to Calliann whose review inspired me to get this chapter done because it just came at the exact right time

Recommendation: Wandering Souls and Wandering Souls Phase 2 by Calliann::::::: Awesome Romy story in which Rogue finds out who her real family is and is forced to deal with issue from her past that are starting to come back. Has romance, angst, suspense, action and humor in it. Focuses around Rogue, Remy, Logan and a group of OC's that is absolutely spectactular. There isn't one dull moment in this storyline. It keeps you wanting to know more and find out what happens next. Plus there are no gaps or plot holes.

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Rogue sat in the shade of a large oak tree, tapping her foot to the rhythm of Poe as it filtered out of her iPod. Her head was tilted back and her eyes closed as she tried to clear her thoughts. She had a blank sketchbook sitting in her lap and she was finding it surprisingly hard to draw. Usually she had no problem coming up with creative ideas that left everyone else in her art classes in awe of her talent, but lately she had been having an uncharacteristic amount of trouble with her work.

She slowly opened her eyes and scanned the park around her. This was always the spot she came for inspiration mainly because there was never a shortage of things to draw. Children were running and playing around in the sun while their parents stood together watching. An old couple sat on one of the benches talking while a younger couple walked past with their dogs. People from every aspect of life came together at the park and nothing ever seemed to spoil the peace. Things were always the same.

Rogue's eyes stopped when the reached the grove of trees next to where she was sitting. In one of the larger trees, partially obscured by leaves and branches, a young man sat with his eyes closed and one leg hanging down at his side. His head was resting on the trunk of the tree behind him and, if it was not for the card flipping between his fingers, she would have almost thought he was sleeping.

Before her mind even registered what she was seeing, Rogue's hands had begun to work. Her pencil glided effortlessly over the paper as she tried to capture thee image before her.

She noticed the way that the man's long Auburn hair blew across his face in the arm breeze and the way that his old trench coat hugged his shoulders and arms before falling loosely over the branch below him. She took in the sharp lines of his chin and cheekbones and the soft curve of his hand as it clutched the Queen of Hearts. At least that's what card Rogue drew in his hand. It fit the romantic mood of the scene she was trying to create.

As she drew the card, she found herself adding her own features to the Queen. She then began scattering more cards around the scene in various places. Within a very short period of time, she had captured the moment exactly as she was seeing it.

Just as she was adding the finishing touches to the tree, her subject opened his eyes and turned to look at her. Rogue's breath caught in his throat as her eyes met a pair of what appeared to be red on black orbs. Sensing her gaze, the man quickly put on a pair of sunglasses, causing Rogue to wonder if she had actually seen what she thought she saw.

Either ya're goin crazy gal or ya've been spending too much time out in the sun

Rogue shook her head and looked down at her drawing. She could feel the man's eyes on her still, but she did not look up at him. Instead, she allowed her hand to reach out and trace the image that she had created.

"Dere be a reason y' starin at Remy, chere?"

Rogue literally jumped when the song she was listening to came to an end and a voice rang out from directly in front of her. She quickly closed her sketchbook and looked up at the man standing before her. She instantly recognized him as the guy that Wanda had pointed out in gym class earlier that morning.

Wanda was right, this guy is definitely not bad to look at…Damn it, girl, you have a boyfriend.

Rogue slipped her headphones off her ears and slipped her book back into her bag before getting to her feet. Even with heels on, Rogue was still a few inches shorter than the man in front of her and she had to look up when he repeated his question.

"Dere be a reason y' starin at Remy, chere?"

"Well…Ah…" Rogue found herself tripping over her words for the first time she could remember. She had never had a problem speaking to people before and she wasn't about to start now. Regaining her confidence, Rogue shouldered her bag and replied, "Actually, Ah just realized that Ah had never seen ya here before and Ah was just admirin' the view." She let her eyes trail over his body, making it obvious that she was checking him out.

"Remy have t' say he be doin de same t'ing, chere."

"Can't blame ya for that, but Ah ain't yer chere."

"Well den, p'tite, what should Remy call y'?"

"Rogue." Remy took Rogue's gloved hand in his and kissed her knuckles with a slight bow.

"Enchante, Rogue, je suis Remy Lebeau."

"Hey, no touchin' swamp rat." Rogue said, snatching her hand away.

"What's wrong, chere? Got a boyfriend?" Remy asked, already knowing the answer to his question.

"No…Ah mean yes, but that's not why ya can't touch meh."

"Oh, den why, chere?" Rogue gave Remy a blank stare for a moment before answering his question.

"Ya go ta Bayville High, right?"

"Oui."

"So ya know Ah'm a mutant?"

"Oui"

"Do you know what my power is?"

"Heard somet'in bout untouchable skin, but dat's it?" Remy said as he stepped closer.

"Ah suck the life force outta people by touchin them with mah skin. Ah take their memories, their personality and any powers they have with a single touch."

Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby

"Dat's a powerful mutation y' got dere, chere, but y' still haven't answered my question. Why can't I touch y'?"

"Because Ah can't control it." Rogue nearly yelled in frustration. Remy had backed her into the tree and their bodies were mere inches from each other.

"Dat all?" Remy asked with a smirk, "Y' makin' it all seem a bit over dramatic if y' ask me."

Rogue just stared at Remy with her mouth hanging open. She couldn't decide whether to be angry at him for calling her mutation no big deal or to be touched by the fact that he didn't care about it.

Remy took a step back from Rogue and sat down next to the tree. He pulled her sketchbook out of her bag and starting flipping through the pages.

"Y' know, chere, some people might consider dis ta be stalking." He said as he looked at the drawing she had begun of him. Rogue snapped out of her thoughts and snatched the book from his hand. "Fortunately, t'ough, Remy not most people."

"Yeah, well it's not done yet." Rogue replied casually and returned to her seat on the ground. "Ah needed a slightly better view to get all the details down right."

Rogue's fingers moved their way up Remy's arm and crossed over to his face. "Such as what color those eyes are that ya seem intent on hidin'."

Remy grasped onto Rogue's hand as she reached for his sunglasses, stopping her hand in mid motion. "Remy don't care if y' be needin' a better view, chere, but de glasses stay in place." Rogue's hand dropped back down to her lap as Remy's grip relaxed. He leaned his head backward against the trunk and stared up into the sky without saying another word.

Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby

Rogue took in the sharp lines of his face and couldn't stop herself. Her hand reached out and pulled the sunglasses from Remy's face. His head snapped up at the sudden movement and he turned to glare at Rogue as she hid the glasses behind her back. He heard her let out a small gasp and looked at the ground, causing his hair to fall over his eyes.

"Wow, they're…beautiful," Rogue said. Remy slowly brought his gaze up to meet hers and noticed a smile had spread across her face.

"Y' really t'ink so, chere."

"Absolutely. Ah don't see why ya haveta cover them up all the time." Her gloved hand began tracing the line of his cheekbone as she took in his red on black orbs.

"Y' de first person dat's ever said somethin nice bout dem." Remy replied as Rogue's hand moved back to her lap.

"Well Ah think they're beautiful. And they fit ya perfectly."

"Remy could say de same bout y', Roguey," Remy replied and he could swear that he saw a slight blush creep onto Rogue's cheeks.

The pair lapsed into a silence that was strangely comfortable as Rogue reopened her sketchbook and began working again.


Rogue broke into another fit of laughter as Remy finished telling a story about his family at home. She watched as his face curved into a smile and couldn't help but admire the way the light reflected off of his eyes.

"De sunsets up here ain't nearly as beautiful as de ones back home." Remy said, referring to the cloudy sky that was slowly changing to a light pink color.

"Yeah," Rogue replied, following his gaze, "When Ah was little Irene and Ah used ta walk down ta the river every weekend and watch the sun set over the water. Ah never really understood why we did it, since Irene was blind, but we just enjoyed spendin' time with each other – Crap!"

"What is it, chere?" Remy asked as Rogue began frantically gathering her stuff together.

"The sun is settin, Remy."

"Oui, Remy noticed."

"Ah was supposed ta be home hours ago. Mystique is gonna kill me" The last part was muttered under Rogue's breath as she pulled her back pack over her shoulders.

"Need a ride?" Remy questioned, getting to his feet.

"That would be great", Rogue replied and began walking with Remy towards the street. They stopped in front of a brand new black and red Harley. Rogue let out an appreciative whistle as she circled the bike.

"Can Ah drive it?" She asked with a smile on her face.

"Don't t'ink so, chere." Remy replied, trying to ignore Rogue's puppy dog eyes.

"Please?"

"Non, mebbe some other time."

"Really?"

"Probably, non, but definitely not now."

"Fine," Rogue huffed as she climbed on the bike behind Remy and wrapped her arms loosely around his waist.

"Might wanna hold on tighter den dat, chere, if y' plannin on stayin on."

Rogue smirked at the comment but wrapped her arms tighter anyway. She felt a rush of adrenaline rush through her as Remy revved the engine and pulled out of the parking lot. She pointed Remy in the direction of the brotherhood house and let out an involuntary sigh as she saw it come into her view. She motioned Remy to pull over to the sidewalk while silently cursing the ride for being so short.

It's just cause Ah wanna ride the bike longer. It ain't got anythin to do with the fact that he's drivin it. Rogue thought, almost as if she were trying to convince herself that it was true.

"Well, thanks fo' the ride, Cajun." She said as she adjusted her backpack on her shoulders.

"Pas un problème, chere," Remy replied as he took her hand and kissed it. Rogue fought to keep the color from running to her face, but she could feel her cheeks heat up as she reluctantly pulled her hand away.

"Well, Ah'll be seein ya, Cajun." Rogue replied and took off towards the house.

"Remy will be seein ya, chere." He replied in a whisper as he looked down at the iPod in his hands. All right, so maybe stealing from her wasn't the best way to make a first impression, but it gave him a reason to go back to the park tomorrow and see her.

"Let's see what kind of taste y' got, chere." Remy said to himself as he slipped the headphones into his ears before taking off towards Magneto's base.

Listen to Iron Maiden baby--with me
Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo

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Alright, so how was it??? I'll never know if you don't tell me, so let me know. Please review….reviews inspire me to write more and to write faster, really, they do. If you're one of those people reading and not reviewing…tsk, tsk, don't make me have to name names…

Oh and I have started working on three new story ideas simultaneously so look for one of those to come out soon. I'm not sure which one it will be right now but it should be something. and I promise to get the next chapter up faster than this one, I just need to get a bit of free time.

Stay Classy,

Sam