Rogue stood there dazed. Confusion ran through her, even though there was nothing for her to be confused about. She had absorbed him. She knew exactly how he felt about her, she knew he had been watching her over the last two weeks, she knew he was joining the x men for her. She knew everything he was willing to give up just for her, but still she didn't want to believe it. She was the untouchable one. There was no point in him giving everything up for someone who he couldn't touch, someone he would never really be able to have the way he wanted. She wouldn't let him.

Quickly turning she stormed away from the office where everyone stood. She would show him. She's not the person he thinks she is. She wasn't going to give him a way into her life. She was going to push him away as far as she could. She knew what he was thinking, so she knew how to get rid of him.

'Crap!' she stopped dead in the middle of her thoughts. 'The creep has my diary' and she knew exactly where he had hidden it. Running up the stairs and through many corridors she came to a door that looked like every other door along the wall. Carefully she opened it. Looking in it was plain and simple. The smell however was the affirmative that it belonged to him. Cigarettes and cologne. She hated to admit it but it had an effect on her.

No. she had to stay focused. He wasn't going to get close.

Quietly rummaging through the trench coat, or what was left of it, she found her little book deep in the pocket. Happy that she had accomplished her mission she slyly walked out of the door and back to her room.

Throwing her diary back into her draw she slowly undressed and climbed into her shower. It had been a long day, a very long and tiring day. As she slowly turned off the water that poured on her soft skin, she tightly scrunched her hair to release that left over water that threatened to fall. As she wrapped a towel around her body she looked at her pale skin in the mirror. She always felt vulnerable when her skin wasn't protected. She enjoyed moments like this when she didn't feel she was trapped behind a mask to keep her safe.

She couldn't help but think about Remy. He was handsome beyond belief. His hair fell perfectly to frame his face, but at the same time doesn't look like he spends ages in the morning getting it to look that way. His face so perfectly chiselled with perfect and lushes lips. And his eyes. She loved his eyes more than anything else about him. The red on black that would burn into her skin when he looked at her. The eyes that would make her go weak at the knees whenever she looked into them.

She had to learn to be strong. If she was going to keep up her face and get him out of her life then she would have to control her emotions. If she fell for him anymore she would only end up letting him get close. She would only end up letting him hurt her.

Remy watched as she ran away from the office where they all sat. This was it. Now was the time to tell her. He stood up, bowed to the people in the large room as a sign of goodbye and followed her to her room.

He had to tell her how he felt, that he had been watching her for the last two weeks after their little adventure in New Orleans. He wanted to know that he would do anything for her, protect her anyway he could. He didn't care that he could touch her, he would surely find away around it, he was Remy Le'Beau, he loved a challenge.

'MERDE!' he stopped dead in his thought. 'de Femme absorbed me. Surely now she know' how Remy feels. She must know why Remy is here!'

This was going to be a lot more difficult than Remy predicted. However, it could work in his favour. At least now she will know that he is telling the truth and not just trying to get her into bed.

Slowly a grin formed on his handsome face as he quickly proceeded to her bedroom.

Soon he reached a door in the middle of the corridor. It looked just like all of the other doors along the wall. Slowly he knock on the wood.

"Cher? Yo' be in dere?" she slowly opened the door only to find it empty. She walked into the room that he had become familiar with over the past few weeks. He looked across into the bathroom only to find it also empty.

Rogue was not there, and he didn't want to be found there when she got back. He didn't want her to be in a bad mood when he confessed his feelings for her. As he approach the door to leave he heard hurried footsteps coming towards the door. It was her.

"Merde" he cursed under his breath. Stealthily he jumped across the room and hid behind the thick curtain hoping that she wouldn't find him.

He watched her as she walked towards him in his hiding spot. She stopped at her bedside drawer and placed a small book inside.

"looks lik' de Femme bin going through Remy's stuff as well hen?" he stifled a laugh as she walked into the shower. He waited till he could here the water running before he came out of his hiding spot. Once again he crept over to the small drawer where she had just stood, retrieving the book he has skilfully stolen the night before.

"Remy not be done wit' dis yet mon cher" he said as he placed it securely into the back pocket of his jeans. Remy took the time to look at more things in the vanilla scented room. This was the first time he had seen it slight day light. All other times had been in the dark when she was sleeping. He noticed a picture that sat on her dresser. It was of her and wolverine standing close, both with big grins on their faces.

"Well, Looks like ol' wolvie has a soft spot aft' all" he chuckled to himself. Next he turned to the picture on the other side of the dresser. This one was of her, Kitty and Kurt. Again they all had big grins on their faces, they were standing in front of a fairground.

For someone who could get close to anyone, she sure looked like she was close to these guys, Remy thought as he put the picture back down.

He heard the water from the shower stop. He peered through a gap in the door just as she had wrapped a towel around her body. He watched her stared at herself in the mirror. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Her skin looked to soft and pure, it was hard for Remy to believe that it was as dangerous as it was. He sighed quietly and took off to leave. He would come back tomorrow to tell her how he felt.