Disclaimer: I do not own X-men in anyway, shape or form. The belong to Marvel entirely. I simply write for my own pleasure. Please do not sue me.
A/N- Okay I dropped a time line bomb, or word. Trying to set up the season, so as to maybe work in a holiday period.
Also, always wear a helmet on a motorbike or otherwise. Just because they don't in fanfiction, doesn't mean you shouldn't. People do get hurt in real life, despite popular introverted conception.
That's my little road safety notice. I'm trying to not set a bad example for todays youth :).
Also I've never been to the US so, I'm just Google guessing with my descriptions.
Anyhoo lots of Romy fluff, flirting and bickering. Sigh, just warms your heart doesn't it.
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She was getting the knack of that healing thing, she mused as she opened her eyes. She was in the medical bay, on the same bed she'd been in when she'd first arrived at the institute.
Rogue had just finished calling forth Logan's psyche and its healing abilities, so as to dissipate her pounding headache.
She knew Beast had told he would get her some pain medication, but doing it this way was just so much cooler. Plus a big time saver she thought to herself.
'What's my chere, smilin' bout. You in de med bay girl, that doesn't usually make people happy', Remy teased as he stood next to her bed looking gently down at her.
'Ah'm just enjoyin' being able to cure mahself, never been a fahn of hospitals', she said as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, making to stand up.
'Hey, you heard what de furr ball said, your supposed to rest while he gets yours meds', tisked Remy as he put his hand on her shoulder and lightly pushed her back down into a sitting position on the bed.
Rogue began to pout, trying to flirt her way out of the bed.
'Oh no you don't, I know betta than to fahll for dat', he said with a laugh, knowing flirting with him wasn't something Rogue would usually do. Knowingly at least.
'I do have to agree Rogue, I did tell you to rest. Even though you seem to have quickly grasped the use of your powers or Logan's that is. That doesn't mean you get to stop being my patient', said Beast as he walked over to her holding a little paper cup of meds and a cup of water in his huge hands.
Rogue's face feel at the site, 'Oh do ah have to?', she whined, her attitude starting to resemble that of a six year old who had just been told to eat their brussle sprouts.
'Yes you do my dear', replied Beast, as he again held out the two cups in her direction.
'Fhane', she muttered her accent seemingly became a slur. She took the too cups for Beast outstretched hands, her right hand downed the meds, then washed them down with the water in her left.
'So what are these for anyway?', she asked as her wiped her mouth along her sleeve.
'Very ladylike', muttered Remy from behind Beast, Rogue chose to ignore his comment as she focused on Beast as he replied.
'There just precautionary, mostly just vitamins. It'll be a few weeks till we get your test results back. But as I said before, please do take it easy. Even though I know you will do the complete opposite', said Beast holding his glasses slightly off the bridge of his nose, peering down at them looking for dirt.
'So ah'm free ta go?', she said barely able to control herself from jumping off the bed and running out the door.
'Unfortunately so', said Beast, the words were barely out of his mouth as she fled the room, Remy in tow.
Beast glanced down at his watch, 'Missed dinner again', he muttered as he walked out of the medical bay and towards the Kitchen hoping that something had been left for him. Knowing that the chances weren't in his favour.
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'Mahn ah'm ah starved', said Rogue clutching her stomach in mock pain as she walked towards the bedrooms.
'Ah gotta agree wit dat', said Remy as he felt his stomach. While they had been in the medical bay, everyone else had been having Dinner.
'Think thar'll be anythang left?' asked Rogue as she turned to look at Remy, walking backwards.
'Wit da way those kids eat, we'd be luck to find a stick of butt'r', replied Remy, his stomach rumbling loudly.
'You really hungry huh Cajun', laughed Rogue at the sound coming from his abdomen. She spoke too soon as her did the same.
'Spoke to soon, non?', teased Remy.
'Oh watever, but seriously what are we gonna do for food. Ah dont think ah can survive on chips and soft drink', her thoughts already conjuring up images of food she'd love to have sitting in front her.
'Hmm I th'nk we eat out, how bout a romantic dinner for two at McDonald's?', he joked.
'Oh don't be so mean, mah thigh's can't handle them cheeseburgers', she said with a laugh pinching her legs.
'De look pretty good to me', Remy crooned. That bot just could not go a day without laying down that flirty yet smooth tone of voice.
'Ah'm sure they do sugah, but ah'm just a little outa your league', she teased, flicking her hair over her shoulder as she turned back around, Remy following behind her.
'And why be dat, you ain't pretty er than Remy, that for sure', he said cockily trying to rile her up. He loved her when she got feisty. Wait not love, like, Remy did not love girls he thought to himself a little panicked at his mental slip up.
'Hmm ah don't know bout that', she said. 'Ah heard you an de boys talking yesterday, what was it you called me 'de hottest femme you ever seen', ah do believe', she continued. They had reached her door, she turned around to find Remy's checks slightly more pink than was natural for him.
'Ah'm only teasin', your not dat bad yourself', she said trying to fain a lack of interest in his handsome face.
'Dat's what ah thought mah belle chere, meet you in ten down in de garage. We get sum dinner. By the way, Remy's like you dirty, but not that dirty', he said as he looked down at her dirty and sweat covered tank top from the Danger room session.
Rogue disappeared into her and Kitty's room in a flash, slamming the door behind her.
Remy just chuckled as he walked down to his and Bobby's room.
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Remy leaned against his bike, his arms crossed against his chest, with his legs crossed at the ankles. Rogue was late. 'I betta not be stood up, Remy Le Beau doesn't not get stood up like sum teenage boy', he muttered to himself, starting to wonder at himself, having waited an extra ten minutes for Rogue to appear. If this happened any other time, Remy would have been the one who was late. Remy was close to getting up to leave when Rogue walked down the stairs into the garage.
Remy gulped down a little. He'd have to change what he said earlier, he liked her clean, way more than dirty. Rogue was wearing black boots that went up to her knees, a pair of slate grey shorts, that showed off a lot of leg. She had legs that went all the way to Canada he thought as he appreciated the view. On top she had a long sleeved dark blue, v-necked shirt, showing just a little cleavage. Her hair was down, a little ruffled, with her natural waves and curls in her hair doing all the work. She wore a little eyeliner and mascara, with a pale pink lipstick. It wasn't much, but Remy sure liked what he saw.
'New coat?', she asked as she walked over, fingering the collar of his jacket. Admiring the cut of the dark brown almost black jacket he was wearing.
'Ye-ah', he said, his brain still trying to process her appearance.
'What's up wit you, ah swear you get a lil more weird everythame ah see you', she said as she let go of his jacket to look back at his eyes, her wallet held in hand.
'Can you hold this for me, ah didn't see the point of bringing a bag', she said as she popped in into his inside pocket, not waiting for a response.
'Anytime', was all he could muster as he turned to straddle his bike, grabbing a helmet he passed it to Rogue.
'If you ahint wearin one, ah sure aint', she said as she put in on the boot of one of the nearby cars.
Rogue then jumped on behind him, her bare legs warm against the back of his. Her hands wrapped around his stomach as he gunned the bike and turned it out of the garage.
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Once their were out of the school gates, Rogue rested her head on its side against his back, shielding herself from the wind. I really should have bought a jumper she thought to herself, slightly shivering from cold autumn wind.
She hoped that where ever they were going was warm.
It wasn't long before they got to Manhattan. The fact that they were on a motorbike, made getting through traffic a breeze.
The pulled to a stop near any alley way. They got off the bike and Remy wheeled in it. Once back on 9th avenue, she found they were outside a restaurant called The Delta Grill.
'This doesn't look lahke McDonald's', she said as she looked at the restaurant. Noticing its Louisiana theme.
'I thought that meybe I try something a bit nicer for out first date', said Remy as he walked through to the door, holding it open for Rogue so she could walk through.
'How said this whas a date?' she asked as she watched him enter after her.
'You saying it not?' he said as he approached the waitress. Rogue never got to answer, as they were shown towards a candlelit table away from everyone else. Some flowers rested in a small vase in the middle.
It was beautiful, she'd never been on a proper date before, it was just so new to her.
She figured Remy must have been on hundreds of dates like this, all the girls thought he was better than sliced bread. He'd become a part of their daily perv routine. Rogue went to sit down, to find Remy pulling it out for her ad then pushing it gently back in for her. Rogue then watched as he took his jacket off and gently folded it over the back of his chair.
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Remy was trying to act smooth, like he'd done this before. All the things he said, were just that, words. Things he made up to play to the image he presented to others. The last date he'd been on had been had involved his fathers presence and hadn't exactly involved any sort of dinner. It was just his thief's training that had kicked in when he first came to the institute. Playing up his confident side, he oozed appeal as everyone grew to love him. Rogue though, she just didn't buy into like the others did. He could tell she liked him, but she wasn't swooning at his feet like all the other girls he'd met. He also caught more than a few times staring at his eyes, a happy expression on his face. He'd been so used to stares of shock or horror over the years. That it had taken him by surprise when he first noticed her doing it. He wasn't sure what it was about her, she just made him feel things he wasn't sure he could feel he thought as he looked down at the menu he was handed.
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In the mean time Rogue had been thinking as well. She watched his movements out of the corner of her eyes, trying to catch a look at his eyes. She'd stared before, but she though he'd felt weird about it judging by his expression when she'd done it. She now resorted to peeking when he wasn't paying attention. They just glowed when he laughed. If eyes were the window to the soul, then his was beautiful and intriguing she thought. She still couldn't understand why he was having this affect on her, through all the over the top flirting she could tell he liked her. But could he tell how much she liked him? She hoped not, they were friends after all. He probably just liked her as a friend, he said those things to make her feel more comfortable at the institute. A guy like him could never fall for a girl like her. He was just too nice, too handsome, too perfect in nearly every way. She was just silly Rogue, the girl with no real name. She looked down at her menu again, trying to change her train of thought. ' Hmm the gumbo looks good', she said. And so does he, she thought.
'Oui, it be nothing compared to me Tante's though, it superb', he said his eyes glowing again she noticed.
The waiter soon returned, probably annoyed at there lengthy perusal of the menu.
In the end they decided upon the St Louis Ribs fro Remy and the Lenore's chicken for Rogue, Rogue also ordered two Cajun martini's unable to resist the temptation of seeing Remy drink something, that was also her petname for him.
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The food was great, it always brought up memories of home when he ate food like that. It always lacked in comparison to his Tante's cooking though. Nothing could compare to that in his mind. It was getting late as they rode back to the institute. The gates were locked at ten, so they had to speed to get back in time. Logan would kill him if he found out he'd taken Rogue out and brought her back late. And Remy had no desire to become Cajun shiskabob. Remy killed the engine, just out side the garage of the mansion, putting his finger up to his lips so Rogue knew to be quiet. He slowed rolled the bike into its spot in the garage. As they left the garage and walked down the corridor, Remy heard the all to familiar sound of Logan as he did his last patrol of the corridors at night. Remy grabbed Rogues hand and pulled her up a set of stairs next to them. They continued up several stories, until it revealed a door at the end, that Remy opened to reveal the roof of the mansion. 'A lot of the kids like to come up here to hide from Wolvie down there', Remy said in response to her look of wonder at where they were. They stood on a stone balcony, nearly identical to the one outside her and Kitty's room.
'Ah suppose we just gotta wait till he goes back to his room', said Rogue as she sat back on the ground, her back reclining against the slant of the roof.
'Dat could be a while, he's very thorough. You'd never know it looking at 'em', said Remy as he joined her on the ground. There arms were just touching, he could feel her shiver. He quickly slipped off his jacket, and held it out for her. Rogue bent forward a little, so he could drape it around her shoulders. It smelled like new leather and his spicy cologne. She loved that smell.
'Thanks, you sure you ain't cold?', she asked seeing him only clad in a t-shirt and his dark jeans.
'I don't feel the cold much, think mah powers warm me up. But I wouldn't say no to you warming me up', he added with a grin.
'How'd you get to be such a player Remy?', quipped Rogue as she laughed at her Cajun companions saucy words.
'Ah'm no player chere, I just wanna get close to you', he said, causing Rogue to blush slightly at the candor in his sweet words.
'Me too', she said her words barely a whisper as she leaned her face in towards his. Her body taking control.
Remy unconsciously did the same. Their lips met softly at first, but soon became slightly hard and passionate as the feelings they hard been hiding came to the surface.
Rogues hands snaked up to hold the back of his neck, causing his jacket to fall to the ground unnoticed. Remy hands meanwhile were placed evenly on her hips as she turned to face him better.
The kisses continued, passion burning between the pair. As they explored their new relationship. From now one their were no longer friends but had to some degree become lovers, maybe even a couple.
They broke apart, as they tried to catch their breathe. Both having been too entwined in the heat of the moment to pause for breathe.
'We should probably head downstairs', said Remy as he rested his forehead against hers, his hand gently gripping the sides of her face.
He gently bent his face down to softly kiss her lips one last time.
'Ah suppose so', said Rogue not wanting to leave, but knowing they had to go back inside.
She got up slowly, picking up Remy's jacket as she did. She made to pass it to him.
But he simply said, ' You look after it, so you think of me', he said as he opened the door to head down stairs.
She gripped the jacket in her hands, taking one final whiff of the wonder smell that lingered on it. She was in love and falling hard.
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gushsighawww nice huh, I've been such a Romy tease over the last chapters. Thought I should end your misery.
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