Ficlets & Drabbles

Title: But a Boy Scout?

Summary: Remy tries by any means necessary to get Rogue to go out with him, even if that means taking Kitty's advice. And like her cooking and driving skills, Kitty's advice giving is on par.

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"Rogue is totally into the whole boy scout thing. Don't know why but she is." Kitty tried to explain.

"Y' sure Kitten?" Remy asked, a bit skeptical at the idea. Rogue always seemed more like a Harley type of girl to him.

"Yea are you sure Kitty? I know I don't know Rogue as well as you but that doesn't seem like the type of guys she's into." Jean spoke up.

"I gotta agree with Jean." Jubilee voiced her thoughts also.

Sighing exasperatedly, Kitty tried to explain, "She so is. Look her first boyfriend, blond, captain of the football and wrestling team, and all around nice guy. And she like had the biggest crush on Scott for the longest time. I'm surprised she hasn't already agreed to go out with Joseph. He's like the perfect example of a boy scout. I know he just got here and all, but he's totally into her and it's only a matter of time before he works up the courage to ask her out."

"But a boy scout?" Remy said unbelievingly.

"That doesn't necessary mean she goes for the boy scout type Kitty." Jean tried to argue.

"I don't know, I think I'm starting to see it from Kitty's point of view. The whole opposites attracting thing." Jubilee said, going to make her way across the room where Kitty was standing.

"Yea but it's not unheard of two people who have a lot in common liking each other." Jean continued to disagree.

Snorting, Kitty responded, "Yea but normally when that happens, the guy usually ends up in the "just friends" column. Do you like, really want to be "just friends" with Rogue, Gambit? You know the guy who she tells all her boy problems to."

"Non dere's no way Gambit is gonna be 'just friends' with Rogue." Remy stated angrily, deeply upset at the mental image he got of Joseph and Rogue together.

"Great, now come on we have a lot of work to do." Kitty giggled enthusiastically, grabbing Remy by the arm, dragging him to the garage where they would go to the mall from there, Jubilee right behind her, leaving a sighing Jean behind.

It seemed they had forgotten about her and Scott. Yes Scott was her best friend and she did date a loser before finally realizing that the guy she wanted all along was the guy she already had right besides her.

"So Rogue, out of curiosity why did you like Cody and Scott? No offense but they don't quite seem like you type." Jean inquired, putting down the magazine she had been reading. It had been a month since the incident with FoH and the two had finally managed to achieve what seemed the impossible, the two had finally become friends.

And ever since Kitty had been attempting to change Remy, she had been curious about Rogue's thoughts on the matter. Kitty had really down a complete one eighty on him. Gambit had stopped smoking, drinking, and gambling he had even given up his trademark trench coat.

"None taken." Rogue shrugged, "Ah don't know, Ah guess because they were actually the first ones who really wanted ta get ta know meh, the real meh."

"So, they were basically the guys who reached out to you." Jean stated.

"Yea ah guess." Rogue replied, still focused on her own magazine.

"Do you like Joseph?" The red-head asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"Joseph, naw. He's sweet 'n all but he's only a friend. A little too much of a boy scout if yah ask me." Rogue answered, flipping through another page.

"Aww, the dreaded 'just friends'. Poor guy, I feel sorry for him when you have to give him that speech." Jean giggled, wondering what Kitty would say if she were here to hear this. "What about Gambit?"

"What about the swamp rat?" Rogue nonchalantly replied, though she had finally given the red head her undivided attention.

"Well, he does show a lot of interest in you."

Snorting, Rogue replied with a bit of a bitter edge to her voice, "He'll pay attention ta anything in a skirt."

"Actually, I overheard Piotr and Kurt talking the other day and he was telling him that ever since he met you, he hasn't really paid any attention to anyone else. He believes he's actually serious about you Rogue." Jean smiled.

"Really?" Rogue hesitantly asked. If she were being completely honest with herself, she would have to admit that she did like Gambit, but only a little bit.

But with the memories she had of him, she seriously doubted if he could maintain a serious relationship, especially one without touch. His constant flirting and perverse ways didn't help him much either.

Smiling knowingly, Jean continued, having heard Rogue projecting thoughts, "Yea and I wasn't going to say anything, but well, haven't you noticed anything different about Gambit?"

"Yah mean besides the fact that he's been dressing differently and actually following the rules. Nope not at all." Rogue rolled her eyes.

"What do you make of these changes?"

She had actually been sort of saddened by his sudden transformation. Gone was the free spirited bad boy and in his place was a Scott clone. But she had long resided to herself as never getting the chance to date so she shrugged it off.

"Ah don't know, ah guess he's like a whole new person. But don't tell anyone, ah do kinda miss the old Gambit. It is a good thing that he's finally straightening up ah guess. Just don't know why he's had ta take it ta such an extreme."

"Really, 'cause he's doing it for you."

"Meh."

"Yea, you."

"Why?"

"Because he's got it in his head that you're into the boy scout type." Jean answered, enjoying the look of surprise on the gothic girl's face.

"Who told him that crap?" Rogue inquired still in shock. She still could not believe that Remy would actually change himself for her.

"Kitty." The red head innocently replied.

"Kitty?"

"Yep." Jean nodded her head.

"She is so dead when ah get ta her." Rogue angrily growled out, instantly running out of the room, leaving behind a smirking Jean.

"Gambit stop this." Rogue all but yelled at the Cajun, startling and confusing said Cajun.

"Stop what chere?"

"Don't play stupid, though I have my doubts about that." Rogue said, mumbling the last part more to herself. "Jean told me what yah and Kitty have been up ta."

"What? Damn red head, knew Gambit shouldn't have gotten her involved." Remy grumbled, slumping against the wall.

"Don't say that Gambit. Yah should have just listened to her in the first place. Ah do not like the boy scout type." Rogue glared.

Pushing himself from the wall to stand closer to her, Remy huskily whispered into her ear, "Den what is y'r type Roguey?"

"Ah don't have a type Gambit." She stuttered, ignoring the feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"What does Gambit have to do chere?" He asked, placing a hand on her hip, bringing their bodies closer, the other stroking her lips with his gloved hand.

Smirking, Rogue decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. Tracing a hand down his chest as she pushed him away, Rogue grabbed the hand that had been stroking her lips, and slowly brought it to her lips, kissing each finger before softly whispering into his ear. "Try being mah friend Remy."

And with that she sauntered away, Gambit unable to take her eyes off her retreating form.

End