Rogue laid in her bed staring at the ceiling. She still hadn't changed out of her evening clothes. She was too busy thinking about her conversation with Magneto. That man… Irene had sent her off to him. Why? Because either way she'd get involved with it. At least the other way she'd have had a choice. Well, she always had a choice, but not one like this.
Magneto had finally used something against her. He was using her love of Piotr. That man had become like a brother to her somehow, like real family. It was something she'd never really had, despite Irene and Mystique. Irene had been like a teacher. She always taught her how to do things, how to take care of herself in a home-like enviroment, taught her piano, violen, guitar, horse-back riding, all those kind of lady like, down south things. It hadn't been Irene's wish that Rogue would learn to fight, but it hadn't been her choice, it had been Mystique's. And Mystique, Mystique had been like a trainer. Therefore, Rogue really never had felt like she had much of a mother, a family. She found that in Piotr and now…
Ah knew I should nevah let mahself get close to people. Mystique had warned meh.
She thought to herself as she continued to stare at the ceiling.If Rogue left the team then Magneto would discontinue his payments on Piotr's sister's medical bills. If Piotr left he'd discontinue the payments on his sister's medical bills.
Rogue felt anger build up in her chest. She closed her eyes as if her eyelids could restrain the rage. Sure she had been lonely at Irene's place, but at least this wouldn't have happened. Now Piotr's sister's life was being determined by the loyalty of two people and Rogue didn't even want to think about Remy. She couldn't help it now though, his name had popped into her head.
How could he do that?! And now he knew, now he could hold it against her.
No, no he couldn't. She wasn't going to let him be able to hold it against her. The only way he could was if she let him and she wouldn't. He might have been the only person she could have seriously had a real relationship with, but not now. He'd been lying, of course he had. She had been a challenge and he thought he had won last night. His usual standard probably wasn't going merely as far as kissing, but up until that night he'd thought he couldn't even get that far.
None of it made sense, yet at the same time it made perfect sense. All of it just made her furious.
There was a knock at the door and Rogue opened her eyes. She sat up in her bed and looked at the door. "Come in."
Piotr opened the door. "What had he wanted?"
Rogue shook her head. "Nothin'"
"Look, about what happened with Remy, I'm-"
"Don't." Rogue interupted. "Ah'm gonna be fihne. Ya warned meh and Ah didn' listen. It's mah fault really, Ah can deal with it." Rogue told him.
"Rogue, it wasn't your fault. It was Remy's."
"Ah know, but Ah knew it couldn't be true. Ah dunno, he just seemed so sincere."
"He's good at that, he has to be."
"Ah just wish Ah could have seen through it."
Piotr sighed. "You set a record Rogue. You held him off so much longer then anyone else, don't feel bad about that."
Rogue supressed the urge to demand why not, to explain that she had known she wasn't suppose to be with anyone, but that sounded somehow silly.
"Ya know Petey, ya need ta find a girlfriend. She'd be pretty lucky."
Piotr blushed ever so slightly but otherwise he just shook his head. Rogue noticed it though and knew something was up. "Am Ah missin' somethin'? Do ya already?"
Piotr shook his head. "No, I do not." He replied.
"Then why the blush?"
Piotr merely shook his head again.
"Don't make meh zap it outta ya." Rogue threatened with a smile.
Piotr sighed, slightly amused. "I have… what would you Americans call it? A crush?"
Rogue nodded. "Yep, that's what we call it." Rogue assured him. He nodded. "Do Ah know her?"
"You've met her." Piotr nodded.
Rogue just smiled. If he didn't want to tell her, she'd respect that.
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It wasn't till the next morning that Remy arrived back at the house with a pounding headache. He was hung over, bad. Waking up in the bartender's bed had been a shock for Remy Lebeau. The woman had been gorgeous like all the rest, and really nothing had been new, nothing had been different, besides one thing… he hadn't wanted to be there. He hadn't wanted to spend the night with her. However, it was as if as soon as he had felt the buzz of liquor, he'd come back to himself, the one that didn't care about the way other women felt, the one that proudly lived his life as the Theif of Hearts, a king of hearts.
He only wanted one heart now…
And he'd lost it…
Or rather his chance. He didn't know if he ever had it really, and he didn't know why he cared. What, seriously, had made Rogue different? Nothing. Nothing! Or that's what he tried to tell himself. It didn't work now, and he walked into the house as if he were a droid, a droid with a couple loose circuts in its head.
Once inside Remy looked around. No one seemed to be awake yet. It was, after, very early. He had woken up with a crushing headache, obviously he'd drank more then usual and when he'd awoken he had wanted to go back to sleep, but he'd remembered then what had happened and it made him sick. Or perhaps that had been the alcohol. Whatever it had been, it made him leave then and return here.
Walking into the kitchen Remy grabbed a clean wash cloth. He turned the facet on and let some cold water wetten the materail. He then turned the water off, rung out some of the water, and placed the cloth on his face letting it wake him a little more. The cool morning air had done a pretty good job as he had sped home, but it hadn't been enough. He needed sleep, but he needed to talk to Rogue more.
Setting down the wash clothe he made his way upstairs. He went to his room first to change but as soon as he had, he made his way to Rogue's room.
Someone was waiting for him at her door.
"What are you doing, Remy?"
"I need t'talk t'Rogue."
"She's sleeping."
"Remy dun care, he needs t'talk t'her."
"She doesn't want to talk to you right now, leave her alone."
"Piotr, let me explain-"
"I don't need an explaination Remy. Rogue might want one later, but right now, you need to leave her alone."
"Piotr, I'm gon t'talk t'her now." Remy said firmly, walking toward her door.
Piotr grasped Remy's collar and pulled him back. "I said she wants to be left alone! You've messed around with her enough, don't you think she's had enough?!" Piotr was definatly upset.
"Homme, Remy ain't messin'! What happened last night was an accident."
"How is kissing another woman an accident? Especially after you found out?! Do you even care about how that might have made her feel?"
"Piotr, I really t'ink I should be hearing dis from Rogue-"
"She doesn't want to go through it, so just leave her alone."
"What's going on?" The voice made Piotr instantly release Remy. Both acolytes shifted their gazes onto Magneto.
"Not'ing." Remy replied dryly.
"Gambit," Magneto looked annoyed. "in my office please."
It was Remy's turn to look annoyed. He glanced at Rogue's door then turned to follow Magneto.
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John, Remy, Piotr, Rogue, Sabertooth, and Magneto were in the living room. All were in some sort of uniform. Magneto had been going over plans. They had a mission that day, and it was going to be big.
Remy sat slack in one of the chairs. He was shuffling his cards absently and watching Rogue; he'd heard everything he had needed to. She knew he was looking too, but she was avoiding his gaze. Glaring at him just wasn't going to make him look away. He was too lost in his thoughts. Eric had been upset of course. He'd heard enough of Remy's and Piotr's argument to know that something had happened between Rogue and Remy, something that was enough to make her and Piotr upset with him, enough to make having them working as a team difficult. There wasn't much the Master of Magnitism could do about it though, the damage had been done.
John was on the couch next to Rogue, flicking his lighter open and closed, open and closed. He was excited about the mission. Fire…
Piotr was standing behind the couch, his arms crossed and his face stoic, staring at Magneto; the man he couldn't help but loath.
Rogue, Rogue sat uncomfortably on the couch. She was trying to pay attention to Magneto's breifing, but that was becoming increasingly difficult. She could feel Remy's gaze on her and each moment his eyes lingered on her, a rage toward him seemed to increase.
Sabertooth stood near the doorframe, his expression bored and his attention seemed to stray. He had clearly heard these plans before.
"Very well then, let's go. We must arrive before the X-men." Magneto finally said. John, Rogue, and Remy stood as Magneto exited the room. The acolytes followed behind him and outside. In front of them then, were six metal orbs, all open, and awaiting them.
Once again, SO SORRY! I realize that I took even longer then usual this time probably, but this chapter was hard to write because it's so slow. Hopefully the next one will come along better for it's more upbeat. BUUUT there ya go.
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- cringes Yeah, sorry it keeps taking so long. Modivation problems.HieiandTouyaLoverHaha points and laughs None of the other reviewers tried to kill me. Well… maybe one or too buuuut, that was just threatening. And, I just couldn't let them get together That easily. :P
Carla-pUmmm…. Uhhh… sorry for not updating soon? Please don't kill me. begs
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- Yes, I know Romy's overdone but I still love them, even if it gets old sometimes. Anyway, it's really too late for me to change it, I have things planned. Sorry. What pairings Do you like for Rogue?EmeraldKatsEyestares, eyes wide I'm glad you didn't abondon my fic! I love my reviews! huggles them Anyway… Wow, that's quite a privlage for me huh? Making an anti-Piotr person like Piotr and a die-hard (sounds like it at least) Lancitty not say bye-bye to my fic when it's an obvious Kiotr pairing.
Anyway, you have a plot idea? Go ahead and pitch. I'm a slow updater as you can see but I think I'd do better if I have someone telling me what to write constantly. You'd have to do that too. Or at least, from the sounds of what you said you have an idea and want me to write it for you? But keep in mind, I will be busy a lot and it Will come Quite slowly. If you don't like the sound of that… you might want to look into somebody else because despite all my attempts, I just take forever to update.
Well, that's it.
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