Sorry 'bout the crappy writing for the past few chapters :P I was running out of ideas for that particular part of my fic, and kinda got lost with what to right and how to write. In any case my ebglish isn't fantastic or anythin above average so if you read this fic, please bear with me for the time being, I promise I'll try to spice the next chapters up for you guys .

Remy did not take to long to decide whether he was going to join. He was only doing to try to get closer to the goth he fell for when he first saw those emerald eyes through his demonic ones. Two weeks passed since his accident, Rogue visited him regularly, usually for food and some chatting, just to kill time. Everyday he tried knocking into the softer side of Rogue. After two weeks he was up and running again. The urge of putting a cigarette in his mouth was gone, after two weeks of 'rehabilitation' with an emerald-eyed beauty. Rogue help to remove the bandages on his body, there were a few scars of what happened to Remy with those mutant hating humans, and somehow Remy's body made it look cool. She got to see his solid muscular body up close as she unwound the bandages. Her whole body went soft at the sight, but she managed to hide it well enough.

"Like what you see?" Remy asked with that cocky grin of his. She hate to admit it, but she was truly enjoying the sight of his well toned muscles on his torso, arms and his legs through the tightly wrapped bandages.

"Shuddit Remy," She pulled of her glove in mock anger.

"Or else…" She replaced her glove and continued to unwind the bandages.

"Hey chere, you know my name, why don't you tell me yours?" Remy asked, suprising Rogue. No one had ever asked her from her name, not even Mystique.

"Why?"

"Just asking…" Rogue considered whether to tell him while undressing his white wraps.

"A-"

"Yes?"

"Ah don't recall, been so long since I last used it,"

"Ok…" Remy was a little disappointed. Rogue was silent, she finished taking off his wraps, only leaving his underwear covering part of him. She picked up a bag with clothes she bought for him while he was on the med bed.

"You got all dis for me? I'm touched" Remy faked his grateful tone.

"Shuddup and get changed, Gambit,"

"Well I hope you don't mind me changing in here right now and her, would cha?"

"What!? Dis is no time for jokes Remy!"

"What's wrong Rogue? Don't you want to see more?" Rogue growled and left the room. Remy grinned as she left the room. For no particular reason, he thought back about the incident that landed him back in the institute.

--Flashback—

Remy was running, faster than he ever did before. The possibility of getting sliced up by the Rippers members fueled his legs. Occasionally he would fire off some of his cards to try and slow them down, too bad it was not working so well at the moment.

"Shit! Where did I park that bike!?" Remy thought, thinking back, he should have left with the X-men, and maybe he would not have gotten into so much crap with the two guilds. Getting beat up by Wolverine seems nicer than he thought, that is if the other option was getting chased by mad people who hated runaway grooms. He saw his bike, he quickly unloaded his third deck of playing cards, and fired all the 56 cards at his pursuers. He held them a little longer to give them the extra juice they need to save his butt he was going to need to drive the bike.

He jumped onto his brand new stolen Triumph Daytona 675. It was mostly black in colour, perfect for hiding at a time like this. He hit the ignition and sped off while the Rippers were distracted by the lights and fire on their clothes. He got to the train station and smuggled himself and his bike on board the box cart. The train started its slow rumble across the dull metal tracks. Remy peeked out to check around for any Rippers. When he woked up, Remy found himself back in New York, he revved up his bike's engine and sped off.

--End flashback—

"Yah done changin' Gambit?" Rogue called out.

"Just a second!" Remy put on his belt and tied his shoelaces. He opened the door and was greeted by Rogue leaning on the wall.

"Couldn't resist getting away from me, can ya, chere?" Remy dragged his last word, in a bid to try and loosen up Rogue's frown.

"Don't get too cocky Gambit,"

"What do we do now?"

"Ah don't know, weren't you gonna join the X-men?"

"Oh, right, and where would baldy's room be?"

"Upstairs, room with biggest door, can't miss it,"

Remy head for the largest door he could find, and knocked.

"Come in," Charles called through his telepathy. Remy entered the door.

"Ah, Remy hyave a seat," Remy grabbed the seat on his left and sat himself down.

"So, have you decided on joining the team yet?"

"Yup, Rogue helped me made this decision," Remy shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

"Is there something bothering you, Remy?" Charles asked, noticing his uneasiness.

"What? NO! I mean, no nothin' at all,"

"Remy, if there is one thing you need to know about joining the X-men, it is that you can't lie to me," Remy signed, seeing he could not hide from the bald man.

"Can you keep a secret?" Charles nodded.

"A few weeks back, my family called me back to New Orleans, when I got there, I found out I had to be married to Belladonna, daughter of the one in charge of the Rippers, just for the sake of better ties between my guild and the Rippers. I refused, got chased managed to get to New York, but turns out they got members in here too."

"And you were hoping to get help by coming to us, right?"

"Ya, but they were faster, caught up be me up, slammed some glass bottles and ta-da! Here I am talking to you,"

"And this is making you queasy because you haven't told Rogue about it,"

"Ya," Remy looked guilty, slightly ashamed.

"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me, Remy,"

"Thanks, by the way, what do I do as a new member to the big house?"

"Well, we usually start off with the room, and you might find someone familiar in your room today, someone from a past loyalty,"

"Really, who?"

"You'll find out," Xavier had his warm, grandpa smile on as he left Remy in suspense. Remy exited the room, to find a rather upset-looking Rogue by the door.

"Ya lied to me again," She said softly and angrily, not looking at the Cajun.

"I-"

"Get out o' mah sight," Rogue said softly and head for the stairs. Remy smacked his forehead and went after Rogue, but she was already gone. Only Kitty stood in his way. The surprised girl nearly fell down the steps but Remy grabbed her hand and steadied her on the stairs.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, apparently suprised.

"Didn't you hear? I'm joinin' the X-men," Remy replied. Kitty nearly fell down the steps again.

"Now, may I know where your friend is?" Remy asked.

"Rogue? She teleported herself outside after touching Kurt, over there," Kitty turned around and pointed out of the window. Rogue was sitting by the fountain, arms crossed, presumably in anger.

"Merci, petite," Remy bowed and kissed her hand. Kitty blushed as she watched Remy dashed downstairs. Kitty smacked her forehead as she realise what she had done, but shrugged it off, knowing Logan would deal with the handsome thief sooner or later.

"Rogue, I can explain-" Remy said, as he caught up to Rogue, but she slapped him with her gloved hand before he could begin his explanation.

"Why do you always lie ta meh!? What makes it so damn hard to say the truth fer once!? Why didn't yah tell me yah were engaged!?"

"Rogue, I'm sorry,"

"H-yah, rahght!"

"You see? Dis was why I didn't want you to find out about my problems, was afraid you would over-react like dis," Remy blurted out.

"Oh so Ah'm in the wrong fer bein' lied ta now rahgt?!" Rogue got up and stalked off.

"Aw shit!" Remy muttered and went after Rogue again. He grabbed Rogue by her arm and spun her around to face him.

"Let me go!" Rogue struggled in his strong arms.

"Not till you here me out!" Remy said sternly, just like in those movies where guys have something to get off their chest in front of the girls.

Shit! Rogue thought, just like those movies where girls give time to the guys to speak their mind.

"3 minutes!"

"Well, it started when I went back to Lousianna 'bout a month ago. Found out I was engaged to a real bitch, for the sake of bring the Rippers and Thiefs together, before the wedding, I was abushed, drugged and locked up, managed to free myself, run but still got followed here and got blood in places I don't know I had. T'was hoping you could help me with this shit my family got me into. And that just about sums everythin' up" Rogue did not really know whether to trust him or not, but something in his sincere demonic blood red eyes told her he was not lying to her this time.

"I'm sorry I lied to you again, Rogue," Remy hung his head in shame, his hands still on her shoulders.

"You know, maybe I should just get da hell outta here before they come after me," Remy continued, letting go of her shoulders. As he turned around, He felt her warm gloved hand grabbed his one. Rogue scolded herself mentally for trusting him again.

"Look, ah'm sorry fer losin' mah cool at cha, just that ah have problems trusting people,"

"No, Rogue. I'm not gonna risk your family because mine can't work their shit out. I got dis for runnin' from a wedding, I don't wanna see it happen to you or your family, and that's something I'll never understand or have," Remy's words were all sincere, especially those about family.

"Hey, we both came from screwed up familes. Both of ours wanted to use us as weapons, both didn't have real blood-related parents that truly care 'bout you, and they both only worry 'bout our powers."

"We could really write a book about this. But at least you got a family that cares about you now, mine is willing to take away my freedom for the sake of stronger ties, and in the event nearly smashing my skull along with it. I won't risk you or your family anymore," Remy resumed his walking, but Rogue only grabbed him harder.

"Family always stand by one another. Let me stand by you with whatever shit you say you have, Remy, let me be your family. Besides, you're the only one left capable of helping me control my powers,"

"Ro-"

"Shut up Remy, Ah gave you 3 minutes and times up," Remy smiled a little, seeing how Rogue managed to lighten the atmosphere.

"Ah care about mah friends, that's somethin' ah can't lie to mahself, no matter what ah do with dem, and you're mah friend too, whether you like it or not,"

"Thanks Rogue, for understanding," Remy said softly.

"So are you stayin' or not?"

"For you, definitely," He bowed and kissed her hand.

"Mon chere,"

"C'mon, its getting' cloudy," But rain had started falling already, luckily Remy had his trench coat on, and it gave him an idea.

"Here chere," Remy lifted his trench coat over Rogue.

"Don't want you ta catch a cold or somethin',"

"Thanks, Remy," And the two head back to the shelter of the mansion under Remy's trench coat.