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gambitfan85. Thanks! I didn't really include Logan's "talking to" from the professor but i like to imagine he got a good one :)
New Moon Night. Don't worry there's more fluffies in this next one. :)
ziRi.butterfly. Yep don't we all! (about jean gray) :) and thanks for correcting the spelling of Amara.
NinjaoftheDarkness. lol A Rogue story just isn't complete without some good old fashion jean bashing! lol
freegirl. Yeah sorry about the swearing. I generally try not to have much swearing if any, because even I don't appreciate reading swears in like every sentence. but anyway I can't guaranty whether this story will have any more or not. Sorry if it offends you.
pennylane87. lol I always find it funny how everyone in XME (not rogue!) seem to love jean, yet all the fans of the show (or at least the rogue fans) hate her guts!
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Chapter 11
The next morning was the polar opposite of the one before, for Rogue at least. She was back in her own room, among other differences, the largest, most noticeable, and most unpleasant, being the absence of Gambit.
Rogue was not a morning person. She normally hated seeing other people right when she woke up. The X-men, the Brotherhood, Irene, all of them she hated waking up, trudging out of bed, and seeing first thing in the morning. Gambit, and his warm and comforting body pressed close to hers, somehow didn't fit into that group.
One the plus side at least Wolverine, Kitty, and Kurt had no reason to come barging into her room today. Wondering why she was even thinking about this, Rogue got out of bed and started getting ready for the day ahead.
1 hour ago.
The morning was different for Gambit as well, although he didn't spend any time thinking about it. He'd woken up with one simple desire in his head, to spend a nice relaxing morning alone with his chere. A plan already forming in his head, he got out of bed to go put it in action.
Present time.
Rogue was walking down to the kitchen. When she got there, she with slight surprise, saw that Remy was there already sitting at the table. He didn't appear to be eating anything, he looked more like he was waiting for something, or someone.
He looking around and seeing her quickly got up and walked in front of the doorway before she could walk in. With a self-satisfied sideways smile he placed his hands on both sides of the doorway and said, "sorry chere the kitchen is closed." Rogue looked at him surprised "no it isn't" she could see under his arm Scott, Jean, and Kitty all sitting and eating casually at the table, in the supposable "closed" kitchen.
Rogue tried to duck under his arm but Gambit was too fast, he'd quickly lowered it, catching her around the chest and effectively stopping her from going forward. Then he suddenly moved behind her and scooped her into his arms bride-like. "Remy!" Rogue squealed in shock.
Scott, Jean, and Kitty all looked around at the noise, to see Gambit holding a squirming Rogue in his arms. Scott promptly turned away embarrassed by this public show of affection. Jean looked slightly disapproving but didn't say anything. Kitty just giggled. Evidently Rogue was on her own.
Gambit had started walking away from the kitchen still carrying Rogue. "What are you doing?" Rogue asked trying to sound angry, when in truth she was really quite comfortable cradled in Remy's strong arms. "You'll see soon Roguey" he replied while walking along apparently completely unconcerned about her angry tone.
Over the years Rogue had been at the institute she'd developed a reputation for being a dark, sarcastic, unfriendly, untouchable, loner, goth. That would all definitely go down the crapper if she was seen being carried around like a baby by Gambit, the X-men's resident casa nova.
In truth Rogue really didn't care what the other students thought about her, but if Wolverine saw them like this, her reputation would not be the only thing at risk. "Remy" she said sternly "let go of me." "And let chere fall? Remy wouldn't dream of it!" he said feigning shock.
He stopped in front of his bedroom, pulled open the door and walked in. Rogue was shocked, why had he brought her here? She thought nervously. Managing to hold Rogue with only one arm, he closed the door behind them before walking farther into the room, towards a little balcony Rogue had only just noticed.
The balcony had been transformed into a cozy little picnic, breakfast, thing, complete with blanket and breakfast, heaping plates of French toast, maple syrup, whipped cream, and strawberries. "Wow" was all Rogue could think to say, of all the things she'd thought he could be doing she really hadn't expected this.
Gambit set Rogue down at one end of the blanket and he sat down at the other, it wasn't so large, so they were still fairly close. Rogue noticed immediately that the power inhibiter had been discreetly placed on one corner.
Rogue picked up the power inhibiter but didn't put it on, she just toyed with it unsure what to do, he'd obviously intended her to put it on and they could touch, while having breakfast, a nice breakfast together like a regular couple, were they a couple? Rogue wondered, she also longed to do that, she remembered vividly the feel of his lips on her's.
They could do that again right now, but feelings of guilt kept invading her head, guilt about them being caught yesterday morning, and about not telling Wolverine, Xavier, Storm, or anyone else about the power inhibiter.
Gambit was looking at her concernedly "you ok chere?" he asked. Rogue looked up at him and in the moment their eyes met, her mind was made up. It wasn't anyone's business who she chose to do anything with. She slipped the collar on and in one fluid movement leaned across the blanket and pressed her lips to his.
Gambit sighed with contentment. He and Rogue were still on his balcony, lying together on the picnic blanket, the French toast long gone, Rogue was watching the clouds go by, he pretended to watch them as well, but he was really just enjoying the closeness. Eventually one of his hands had found it's way on top of her stomach where he was busy trailing his fingers across and doodling little shapes and squiggles. This breakfast had turned out a lot better than he'd even dared to hope.
Meanwhile
Logan paced the floor of his room in growing agitation. That morning he'd wanted to go talk to Rogue, but going to her room he'd found it empty. Thinking nothing of this, he went down to the kitchen only to find it devoid of Rogue as well. What's more, when he'd tried asking Scott, Half-pint, and Red where she was, they'd all said they didn't know extremely quickly, Scott especially had said it in sort of a guilty tone that told Wolverine exactly where he would find her.
He left the kitchen and hastened to Gambit's room, the door was closed but he could smell Rogue inside. He's immediate impulse was to break the door down and go in, but he restrained himself. He could all too clearly remember the long lecture he'd gotten about his "actions" the day before. Instead he decided to go complain to Xavier who surely would agree with him, that this "thing for each other" Rogue and that Cajun had, had to be stopped.
Instead of agreeing with him and kicking the offending Cajun out, Xavier had given Wolverine yet another lecture, that Wolverine, now taking a swig of beer while continuing to pace the floor of his room, could still hear ringing in his ears.
After listening to Wolverine rant for a while, Xavier had started what was sure to be a long and tedious lecture saying, "Logan I understand your concern however, Rogue is seventeen years old, we've known her since she was fifteen and have watched her mature tremendously, as I'm sure you know I have a great amount of pride and confidence in her and her fellow teammates, therefore I think she is old enough to choose who she wants to consort with. Also Gambit I believe, is genuine about his feelings for her."
At this point Wolverine interrupted by saying incredulously, "And you think that's a healthy relationship for her? I mean, he and his acolyte pals have tried to put some of us, even Rogue in the ground on quite a few occasions." "Gambit is an X-man and I believe has turned over a new leaf, also at present I do not disapprove of their friendship, we will treat this like any other romance between students" Xavier said harshly, then continued in a softer voice, "Logan I know that you have always had a close friendship with Rogue, but I think right now you need to step back and let her work out her relationship with Gambit on her own"
Fuming Wolverine sat in his chair swigging his beer and thinking, why couldn't he, like Charles had said, "treat this like any other romance between students" because this wasn't any students, this was Rogue. It was bad enough that Kitty insisted on going out with Lance, in his opinion that relationship was only going to end in pain, he'd told her that once and then left it at that, after all that was Kitty. Anyway Kitty has loads of people to help her out with that, this was Rogue she only has me, Wolverine thought.
He didn't like to admit it, even to himself, but he really cared about Rogue, like a daughter even. She'd been used and hurt by so many people, he didn't want that to happen ever again, and he was sure it would if this thing with Gambit continued.
