Chapter 25: Meet me at the club Sleep by me at night

Okay I know I didn't update last week my apologies for that. But this is here now I also wanted to say earlier in the story I said that Rogue only knew the Bhood for a couple of weeks well scratch that, make it a couple of months ok! Sorry for the delay but I had no choice, I actually like this chapter

Remy looked younger and happier, his face lit up as they made the group made their way through the crowded streets. Like a child who was returning home from a long trip, his eyes kept darting place to place.

Having decided that they all deserved a break they entered a club for some drinks, Remy was greeted by a couple pats on the shoulder, a drink, numerous women pouring over his return.

Rogue tried to hide her annoyance but Betsy and Wanda noticed and inwardly grinned.

Lucas had started flirting with a busty redhead, while Pete introduced himself to the bar and the bartender, the bartender introduced him to the bouncer and he behave the rest of the time.

Pietro was going wild next to the DJ continuously changing the songs.

Betsy hooked her arm with Rogue's and turned her away from the Ragin Cajun.

Wanda grabbed them all drinks and met them at a table, "Rogue, how bout we give Remy over there a show, and meet some guys on the dance floor".

X who had been threatening the bouncer joined them, and took a seat next to Betsy who had turned to Wanda

"Well luv, I think I rather like your suggestion, I could do with a date haven't had one in the longest time"

Betsy pouted lightly and took another sip of her drink.

Rogue got up ready to leave "We shouldn't even be here ah'm gonna leave, and Bets we're leaving in an hour. No dates, we're on a mission"

Betsy pouted some more and flipped her hair. Wanda stood up and grabbed Rogue's arm and tugged her towards the dance floor

"You want to make Remy jealous? Then dance. I know you can"

The three dragged the protesting girl to the large dance area. As soon as she stepped foot on the dance floor she stopped fighting, the swirl of the people around her was intoxicating.

Rogue let the beat of the music over take her.

She sang the lyrics as she danced, and let loose. Her long hair was undone and the trench was off.

Rogue let the beat take over her body, she was dancing with such passion that everyone on the dance floor turned towards her and the DJ put on some fast music with a solid beat.

It wrapped around her and took possession of her body, the lights were flashing around her, she was dancing with some man one minute, and next minute she was solo again.

Her dance was full of emotion, raw power in her movements.

Rogue was aware of nothing the only thing there was her and the music, the pounding music grew louder and her voice did too the exhaustion she had felt earlier was non-existent. The song changed and her body changed pace as it did, the notes had even left existence they were only movements now.

Every pulse of the song became a heartbeat. She was the music now, moving in physical form. The sound wove around her, the beat moved her, and the rhythm freed her.

Remy saw Rogue dancing and pried himself away from a woman with a very good grip.

She was a goddess. The way she moved was hypnotizing, and then he saw that her hands were tangled in some man's hair. Remy walked over to pry the two apart, when he realized that he couldn't really do anything, she wasn't his girlfriend she wasn't his anything.

He decided to go anyway.

Pete saw what Remy was about to do and blocked him off.

"Hey mate she ain't yours, you don't have any right to stop her from dancing. She's enjoying herself."

"The fille's ready to jump into bed wit th'homme, look at da way she's moving " Remy struggled for an excuse for why Rogue's sex life was any of his business.

"W-We're on mission sleeping with some random homme ain't gonna help"

"She's so into the music I doubt she even realizes she's got a partner, and even if she wanted to she couldn't jump into anyone's bed'

"What are you talking bout?'

"If she hasn't told you than I aint gonna be the one t'do it. Anyway I been watching that kid since she could barely walk, don't screw her life up anymore than it already is"

It was sad how all of these people were so quick to defend any shred of happiness Rogue could latch onto, mostly because for her it was so rare.

Remy would have said something had Pete not walked away to grab Wanda for a quick dance. She looked annoyed at having been jerked onto the dance floor having just escaped it. However, she grinned at seeing Remy's frustrated face.

"Can't he just admit he likes her and be done with it?"

"Completely agree"

"It's obvious, I hate how they keep pretending that it's not there"

"Kinda like you a certain fire bug"

"Exact- I DON'T LIKE PYRO!!!"

"You said it, not me cause I heard "exactly"

Wanda's face was now a ripe red, she stormed to the bar to hang out with Remy.

Laura had been dancing too and it seemed Pietro had seen a goddess of his own, a raven-haired goddess.

He zoomed over to her and started to dance, Laura did nothing but change her tempo to adjust to her partner, she felt happy, but she did not know why.

She was only dancing, why would she feel happy about him?

Growing up with a group of assassins did nothing for her people skills.

Finally, Rogue went to the bar to get a drink, the rest of the crew was there, and Remy couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Her hair was sticking to her head, and the mesh of her shirt looked like it was painted to her body. Her face was covered in sweat, and she seemed to glow. Remy couldn't help but think that even with every inch of her skin covered she still had the attention of every man in the club.

Rogue stole a drink from Betsy and started to sip ignoring the glare coming her way. "We should fahnd a place t'stay before morning we've wasted too much tahme today, it's too late to fahnde who ah wanted t'meet".

They nodded and made their way out of the club. They decided that they would rent four rooms and find out what they would do in the morning.

When they went to the first hotel they turned to each other for cash, they left the hotel as soon as they realized something "WHAH DID NO ONE BRING ANEH MONEH!!!".

They finally found a motel and realized they could only afford one room.

Rogue asked for two dozen extra blankets, 14 pillows, and two cots. They got 9 blankets 4 pillows and a cot.

They found their small room; it was slimy and smelt like grease. The room itself was small with only a small bed, a long coffee table, a tiny bathroom an opaque window and barely enough floor room to stand.

Laura took one look at the bed and called the floor.

They decided to flip for everything. Most of the places could only hold one person. They decided to have one person on the bed, one in the closet, one on the cot, one in the tub, One on the coffee table and one under, and two people on the floor.

X got the bed, Lucas the cot, Pete the tub, Wanda the table and Pietro under it, Betsy in the closet and Rogue and Remy on the floor.

Lucas took one look at the crusting yellow cot that shed flakes of god knows what every time it was bent and telekinetically lifted himself into the air and fell asleep hovering above the window sill.

Rogue saw the amount of floor space and decided to steal the cot.

Remy was relieved and slightly depressed; the close space would have put them all but on top of each other. Rogue managed to stay in the cot for two hours before she got out, it was disgusting and smelled of vomit.

She looked at the small space available on the floor and made sure that she was fully covered. The blankets had served as a mattress on the floor, while Remy used his coat as a blanket Rogue grabbed her own coat and tried to squeeze in Remy woke up and opened his eyes lethargically "ey chere grab a seat, floors nice and hard".

Rogue gave a shaky smile and awkwardly slipped in next to him. A little while later, their pounding hearts slowed down and their breaths relaxed as they fell asleep.

Remy's arm slipped around the small girl's waist and pulled her close to him, the other around her head made her seem like a child being cared for by a loving parent. Rogue let her hands wrap around him and her face buried into his chest. (You got your fluff, with more to come)

Remy felt something moving nearby so he opened his eyes and saw a mane of auburn hair and his own arms wrapped around a slim waist. He happily noted that her hands were hugging him close to her. Her face looked scared and her ivory skin looked like it was glowing in the moon light; she was having a nightmare of sorts and was crying out lightly and muttering incoherent words. She whimpered lightly and started to fight against an invisible enemy, Remy wanted to shake her awake, seeing her so weakened just by a dream scared him.

He could feel the point on her back ready to launch out but still held her delicate body against him, whispering words of reassurances he rubbed her back and rocked her lightly until she calmed down fully. He wrapped her in his coat and kept rubbing her back.

Remy watched as she slowly calmed down again, he would have grinned had he been not too tired, she wrapped her arms around him again and buried her face in his chest once again.

He put his face in her hair and relaxed, she smelt like, roses, Cinnamon buns, and the sharp scent of hardened metal. He marveled at how soft it was and let himself fall asleep.

When the first beams of sunlight came through the filthy window Laura woke up and saw Rogue and Remy she grinned lightly she took Remy's disposable camera and snapped a couple of photos before going back to bed.

A couple of hours later Rogue woke up and tried to get up. She realized something was holding her down, she looked up and saw Remy, she pulled her arms away from him but didn't move from his grip. Rogue let her hand skim his face, he had such smooth skin, and full lips, his eyes when open were gorgeous chips of garnet in black oblivion.

She let her hand linger on his cheek and then ran it through his hair, loving how silky it was, she left it there. Rogue admired his sculpted features and then wrapped her arms around him again, she hugged him tightly and then let go.

She smiled happily at the fact that she had worn her gloves to bed. Getting up Rogue went to the bathroom and kicking Pete out she went to take a shower. Pete stumbled outside and slept in the hall.

Rogue went into the steaming water with a head full of thoughts. Remy had been awake long before Rogue had and was wondering why Rogue had pulled away from him, they had felt so right.

She would be more than a quick lay, maybe a couple of dates when this whole mess was over, and then this fascination would be done with. He didn't like the idea of long relationships, he had tried it once and it hadn't worked out.

Being a playboy, carving notches into his bedpost was easier, safer.

Rogue had some more serious thoughts, why was she feeling this way? She couldn't get involved with someone, she knew what Remy wanted in a relationship and it involved skin and touching, she wasn't angry about this, it was part of her. It wouldn't be fair to either of them it wouldn't be real. Rogue had gone through enough in her life that her skin wasn't too big an issue for her anymore. Rogue didn't mind it anymore.

She could not care about anyone in a romantic since it was dangerous for everyone. It was just a crush nothing to be worked up about. So why was it so damned hard to get over the fact that nothing could happen? Rogue growled in annoyance, she had come to terms with what her powers could do years ago! (A/n I hate wimpy whiny Ms. Pity Me, Rogue)

Rogue got out of the shower and cursed when she realized that she had tossed her clothes outside so they wouldn't get wet.

Sighing she wrapped a towel around herself and made sure no one was up yet. Again, Remy was, and she didn't realize it so, she stepped out wearing a towel not aware of his wide eyes.

He was astounded. Her cheeks were flushed from the heat of the water and her stunning grey green eyes were brighter than usual. Wisps of steam were coming off her body making her look like a divine being. Remy couldn't help but wonder why she always covered herself up. Her alabaster skin was stunning to look at, her lithe body showed that she was fit; the pearly scars looked like gossamer spider silk stretched across her body. He noticed that she had some tattoos as well as a serial number branded painfully into the back of one of her shoulders.

Rogue grabbed her clothes and went back into the bathroom to get dressed, she came out and went to the door but stopped when she saw that Remy was up and more importantly that he had coffee, she grabbed her coffee and ran out ignoring Remy's angry protests.

Rogue walked down the paved road and entered a small dark boutique. She went into a changing room with some clothes entered a changing room, pulled a Shadowcat and five minutes later she was out of her sweat encrusted clothing.

Walking down the street in her new clothes she felt pretty good. She was wearing a white t-shirt. A pair of black jeans, and some sneakers, she had also grabbed a grey hoodie on her way out. She had simple black gloves and all of her weapons were securely fastened to her.

She noticed two parties following her. As she walked, one of the groups confronted her. They were dresses in black wife beaters and pants, they had masks that came from the neck up to the bridge of their noses, and lots of muscle.

There were seven men, two came at her immediately and she knocked their heads together and flipped one of them onto the other. 3# punched, Rogue grabbed his arm and threw at the first two men who were still trying to get up. Not pausing she bent down low and kicked out another man's feet leaving behind a crescent mark where her heel had dragged. Another tried to grab her from the back so she kicked him, where it hurt.

Sliding out from under him she literally clawed out the next man's face.

Retracting her claws she pulled out her stiletto and aimed at his chest she slashed at him but he dodged and jumped behind her, he flipped her onto the ground but she landed by going into a handspring and kicking him in the jaw.

She twirled and took the stiletto out again. Slicing a couple of times she managed to wound him in the leg. It was only a small amount of blood, but it mattered. He kicked her in the gut sending her down with a grunt.

The man jumped up drawing a blade in midair preparing to stab her. Rogue rolled away just barely saving herself, He stabbed at her again but she blocked it with her blade, having adamantium weapons was useful at times.

They both lunged at the same time and the blades were caught in each other, Rogue bent her arm a little and his blade snapped, Rogue smirked and they both jumped away. Cursing the man drew a gun and shot but with so much training she could slice the bullets in half. (very matrix aint it?)

Rogue looked annoyed at the man's perseverance, but amused. She jumped onto the tarp of one of the many stores around them and flung her blade at him. Drawing out her guns she fired as soon as the blade left her hand. This actually shocked her, he dodged her?! With her aim!? Exasperated she jumped into the air and landed a punch in his gut.

He stood up shakily and snapped off the pole from one of the signs in a shop; swinging it expertly he attacked. The would be staff was heavy and un-balanced but the man made do, Rogue smirked and pulled out a small rod, she twisted the center and it extended into a full bo staff. He rolled his eyes unimpressed. Rogue grinned and twisted again and two blades appeared at both ends, shaped like crescent moons it looked like a glaive. His eyes widened and he blocked a strike from her.

They battled for a few more minutes when a brown blur tackled her assailant to the ground, "Go petite!" Rogue looked pissed off and tore the two brawling boys apart; soon they were both being held in mid air by their collars.

Remy struggled while the other man folded his arms around his chest and huffed "Chere let me down you don't know who dis man is, y'shouldn't fight wit' him!"

Rogue smirked and turned to the other man who glared at her "did you have to hit so damn hard girl?!" Remy looked confused now even more so when she kissed the side of his mask and dropped them both on the floor Remy even looked jealous.

The guy pulled down his mask and started to say something when Remy interrupted "Rogue you don't kno 'im you shouldn't mess with him!"

Rogue whacked him on the head "Ah can take care of mah self and ah trust him not t'kill meh, (ah hope) ah know him". Remy scrambled up "QUOI?!?!"

Rogue rolled her eyes and turned to give the man a hand up; he reached for it but paused to see if she had claws out or a hidden blade, in the end he stood up on his own. Rogue slapped the side of his arm. "Ey fille don't look like your boyfriend trusts me much. Party tonight, everyone's going to be there, bring some friends. Pere missed you"

He dropped a thick envelope made of creamy paper drop into her hands and walked away.

Tucking the paper away Rogue turned to Remy, "firstly ah can take care of mahself, secondly stop stalkin meh, thirdly ah'm goin out of town for a while, be ready tonight for a formal evening, Tux formal".

Remy gaped at her casual dismissal of the events that had just taken place. He watched as she poked one of the men fallen from the battle with a stick and helped him up when he awoke, they had a quick handshake and the man left. She stepped over the body of another man. She grew translucent purplish black butterflyish wings and rose into the air.

Ah the joys of having endless powers.

"Girl where the hell are you going? And wanna explain bout the wings sproutin out of yo back?" Rogue flapped a couple times and turned to him

"Ah have more than one power Einstein, And ah'm goin t'Irene's, ask Lucas if ya want details"

She flew off leaving behind the memory of pixie wings and the scent of Cinnamon buns.

I really like the dance scene this time it turned out well.

Any way the next chapter is ok as well. I won't update because I'm having exams but this one is here! G'bye!

QUILL OUT

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