AN: An update! I know - shocking. The only reason this chapter is out now is the reviews. One from melificent78 and the other from my best friend HebeCelia. You guys inspired me and encouraged me to do this. So I hope you all enjoy this. A lot of effort and time went in to getting it here.

You will all be pleased to know that I have the rest of the story figured out (yay) and most of it is written on paper. Just need to type it up. Updates will be more frequent from the 15th-31st as I'll be on 1/2 term.

I own nothing except a laminated sheet with all the techy stuff I have to do this weekend and an insane amount of chocolate recently bought from the village shop. Marvel owns everything else.

Song: I Try - Kings Of The City


"I can charge t'ings with bio-kinetic energy. Also have a secondary mutation which is slightly enhanced dexterity, speed an' agility. Annoyin' t'ing is dat y' have to already be pretty good for it to make a difference. Lucky I lived in N'awlins and was trained as a t'eif."

Remy sighed "And den dere's the empathy and my physical mutation."

"Ah... The eyes huh?"

"Yeah... Problem is dat people get freaked out by 'em. I showed mon frère and it took him a month to be able to look at me."

Rogue started to laugh. Remy looked a mixture between pissed off and hurt.

"It ain' funny, Rogue!"

He used her name. Well her alias. But normally he used 'chère' or 'chère'. She tried to stop laughing.

"Oh but it is! I have seen things you can't imagine and I've never run away. My brother and my mother are blue for God's sake! A good friend of mine can turn her skin into diamond and one of the people I respect most is blue, fuzzy and ape like. He's also a congressman. Dr Hank McCoy. Heard of him?"

Remy nodded slowly and sighed. "'M sorry, chère."

"Can... can I see them again? Please?"

Carefully Remy raised his hand to his sunglasses and closed his eyes. He pulled the shades off and placed them on the table in front of him before slowly opening his eyes. The fluorescents blinded him for a moment so he blinked a few times before looking at Rogue.

She leaned forward to look deeper into his eyes and tilted her head to one side.

Suddenly she said "Is everything red to you?"

Remy, who was reaching for his sunglasses, paused and looked at Rogue. Before laughing hysterically.

"What?" asked Rogue, defensively. "What's so damn funny, Cajun?"

"Nothin'" chortled Remy, wiping tears from his eyes. "Jus' dat no one has ever asked me that before. Most people gasp or scream, but not you" He started to crack up again.

Rogue started to laugh with him before saying "Logan said that to me once. See, he gave me a lift from a bar, where he had a bust up with a guy over some money. Anyway I saw his claws pop out in the fight and when we got in the car I asked him 'Does it hurt when they come out?' He said that I was the first person to – why are you staring at me like that?" Remy was staring at her with an 'I've just been bitch slapped by the Pope' expression.

"Does... your friend have claws made of adamantium by any chance?" he asked quietly

"How'd you know that?"

"Long time ago Remy was captured an' experimented on by a man called Stryker on an island. I escaped an' Logan found me. He made me take him back there. He got shot in the head while I was rescuing some kids. He lost his memory. Didn't know who I was."

"Whoa whoa whoa! Logan lost his memory about 20 years ago. You're what? 21, 22? How could you have helped him?"

Remy began to look very uncomfortable. "You know I said 'bout de bio-kinetic energy t'ing?" Rogue nodded slowly.

"Well... De bio-kinetic energy thing makes ma cells regenerate faster so I heal quicker and don' age anywhere near de speed of other people. Another t'ing is dat it creates a shield of static energy in my mind. Keeps out telepaths."

Rogue was looking slightly shell-shocked but recovered quickly.

"So... How old are you?" she asked cautiously.

"37" He cringed when he said it and quickly added "I'm actually 24 physically t'ough"

Rogue nodded slowly and decided to change the subject. "Okay... Do you mind if I test the static shield?"

"Y' a telepath as well?" Remy asked shocked.

Rogue shrugged and smiled self-depreciatingly "Among other things. It's rather complicated. I'll tell you about it later. So can I try?"

Remy smiled and nodded at her before bracing himself for the touch on his mind. Rogue pulled out the Professor's psyche and gently sent out a probing thought.

Rogue leaned forward and so did Remy when he felt her brush his mind. It was as soft as a caress but grew more insistent as she tried to get through the noise. It was like when your TV isn't tuned to a channel and so you get the black and white static. Rogue knew that it was actually interference from space.

Remy opened his eyes as he wanted to see her expression. Her brow was furrowed in concentration and her face was slightly scrunched up. Remy laughed, breaking her concentration.

She pulled out of his mind, blinking as she got used to the lights.

"Wow." She said "That is an amazing defence."

"T'ank you, chère. Gonna tell me 'bout y' powers now?"

Rogue looked uncomfortable at this and said "It's not easy to understand. And it might scare you off."

"Hold on now." Remy held up a hand. "Didn' we jus have dis conversation? 'Cept de roles were reversed. I mean you got over my eyes. I'm sure Le Diable Blanc can get over de skeletons in your closet." Rogue flinched at 'skeletons'.

"Fine." She sighed "I absorb the energy and memories from a person if I touch their skin. And powers if they're a mutant. I used to not be able to control it but I got some help and now I can turn it off and use any power I've absorbed from mutants. Hence the telepathy and flight."

Remy was looking at her in admiration "Dat's an awesome power, chère. What were you so afraid of?"

"I am a GD vampire! I can kill people one touch!" She shouted, getting up from the table and storming to the window.

"When people find out, the avoid me. Even at the mansion where I lived with other mutants. Some had powers just as dangerous as mine but as they could control them there was no problem. With me-"she took a deep breath "I'd get extra wide berths in the corridor, people would avoid me, even if I was covered up all the time-"

"Covered up?" Questioned Remy.

"Yeah. Long sleeves, long trousers, long socks, gloves, never going near anyone if I was baring more skin than my face. Covered."

"Damn, chère." Remy said sadly. "That ain' right. People need touch just as much as food an' air. An' mutants shouldn't avoid you. Dey should know better!" He got up and went to stand a few steps behind Rogue.

"Y' don' have to be afraid no more chère." He reached out to ouch her shoulder which was mostly bare from her tank top. Watching his reflection in the window, she flinched away.

Remy persevered and wrapped his arms around her.

Rogue tensed when she felt his skin touch hers but when there was no pull, she relaxed slightly. She'd never been held like this. Everyone was too scared. Even her boyfriend...

Rogue gave a small laugh and Remy placed his chin on her shoulder, so his mouth was near her ear. "What's so funny?" he murmured in a low voice.

Rogue blushed at the feel of his breath on her ear and mumbled "Not even my ex boyfriend held me like this. Even when I was fully covered. He might put his arm around my shoulder or hold my gloved hand... but never anything like this."

She suddenly stiffened and spun around to face Remy.

"So why are you like this?" She asked in a small voice looking into his eyes.

Remy just leaned down and gently pressed his lips to hers. She gasped but Remy didn't give into temptation. When he took any more steps he wanted her to be more... willing.

Rogue suddenly shoved at Remy and he went stumbling backwards.

She looked at him and then narrowed her eyes. Anyone one who was looking closely at her iris would see it turn black and green lines appear on it. Almost like circuitry,

She gasped and Remy knew that the shit had just hit the fan.

"You lying, mendacious, Cajun sneak thief!" She yelled advancing on him. Remy backed up just as quickly.

"Forget to mention that one of your abilities was Charm? How could you! I knew that I wouldn't just blurt out everything to you, I knew something was off!"

"Chère, Rogue, listen to me. I only used It on y' to get you to relax. I wanted y' to let me in so y' could trust me. Y' need someone to trust. Someone who isn't afraid of y' and accepts everything about y'."

"So by tricking me and kissing me and lying to me and" she spluttered "kissing me is supposed to make me trust you? Oh well played genius, well played!"

Remy tried again "Chère-"

"Go 'chère' yourself!" shouted Rogue as the door was opening.

Luke came in, yawning and scratching his privates. He stopped suddenly when he saw them and managed an "Um..." before Rogue slapped Remy in the face and stormed out past the now gaping Luke.

"Dude..." Said Luke after the door had slammed shut. "What did you say to her? I've never seen her that pissed..."

Remy was staring dumfounded after Rogue, with one hand on his cheek. He snapped his gaze to Luke when the football player snapped his fingers in front of Remy's eyes.

His uncovered eyes.

Quick as a hiccup, Remy broke his gaze away and strode to the table. Grabbing his shades and shoving them on, he spun to find Luke behind him and looking at him curiously.

"What's wrong with your eyes? Are you a mutant? Because it's totally okay if you are, I mean both my brother and I are. And I'm not gonna rat you out or nothing. I mean I can keep a secret, I'm actually-" Remy cut him off.

"What's y' power?"

Luke smiled "Watch and learn" Slowly a blue force field emerged from Luke's body and formed a bubble a few feet around him.

He suddenly released it with a gasp. "I can't hold it for long and make it very big. But according to this mutant doctor, it's a 'psioplasmic bio-field'

"Dat's cool" Remy smiled at Luke as he watched the big guy get some toast, before starting to clear his and Rogue's plates away.

Luke cleared his throat "So... What's your power?"