Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, Marval does, and I'm not making any money from this so please
sue or you'll probably get a grand total of $3.34, which is how much I have atm.
Notes: This takes place one year after the movie.
Chapter 1
Rogue sat up in her room, running a brush through her hair absentmindedly. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Not a
sound coming from her two roomate's side of the room. They were gone, to the movies again. They had dates with
some of the boys at school. Finally coming out of her daze, she set the brush on her nightstand and stood up,
moving to the bathroom. Quickly undressing she stepped into the shower, and turned on the hot water, letting it
run over her body. This was how she spent her Sundays. Saturdays as well. She'd either read, or clean, or take a
shower. She didn't mind all that much, she knew the kids didn't feel comfortable around her. The shower lasted
about an hour and a half, as it usually did. There wasn't anyone here to complain. They were all out enjoying their
weekend. Even the Professer, who was persuaded by Storm to go out. She wrapped herself in a terrycloth robe,
and curled in her bed, staring at the wall until she'd fall into a dreamless sleep.
Monday morning started out like every other school day. The alarm went off in Rogue, Kitty, and Jub's
room. A hand is heard, slapping around on the end table until it is shut off. Sometimes the snooze is hit, and other
times it's just turned off. But either way the girls don't get up on the first try. Since most of the kids are just that,
kids, Storm gets to do what she loves best. Wake them up. Eyes turning white, and a smirk on her face, all the
windows to the rooms get thrown open by a strong gust of freezing cold wind. Those that are smart, are up before
this happens. The others, however get a nice chill to wake them up. All three girls jump out of bed, and proceed
to get ready. The wind only lasts about ten minutes. No one ever tries to wait the wind out and go to bed after
those ten minutes. Who knows what Storm would think of if that happened. Rogue goes through her closet,
looking for something to wear, while the other two battle it out for the bathroom. Picking up her brush, she runs it
through her brownish hair, tucking the white strand behind her ear. Selecting a pair of silky black gloves, she pulls
them up her arms, and slides her legs into a pair of jeans. Slipping a maroon scarf around her neck, with a
matching shirt and a pair of army-ish type boots, she heads out of the room and down the hall, towards the
kitchen. Since she's usually one of the first ones up and ready, she gets first pickin's on what to eat.
She turns the corner of the hall that leads into the kitchen, expecting it to be empty. But she almost runs
into a young man. New, obviously. Tall and lanky..no lithe. Her breath caught in her throat as the he turned, a
smile on his handsome face. Reddish locks falling infront of most bewitching eyes. He takes a step back, Rogue
still standing there, mouth agape. This seems to make his smile widen, and he leans close to her, taking one of
her hands in his before she has a chance to object.
"Bonjour mon chere." His thick French accent filled her ears, and she blushed. He lifted her hand to his lips, placing
lingering kiss on the back of her it. His expression one of 'I'm irrisistable and you know it'. This thought filled
her head, and she snapped out of her revere. Pulling her hand from his grasp, his expression one of shock at first,
then cocky-ness again.
"'ello." Despite a witty retort held at the back of her throat, that's all she managed to get out.
"What seems ta be de problem chere? Gambit was only introducin' himself to the pretty petite." He winked at her.
"Ah'm Rogue. And are ya always this friendly?" He knew that she was taken by him, but it didn't mean she had to
show it anymore. She let a little bite come to her words, taking a step back and placing a gloved hand on her hip.
"Only wit de pretty ones chere." He stood up now, leaning on the side of the wall, watching her, a smile on his lips.
His voice, his eyes. She didn't think she'd ever seen anyone so ...hot. Now now, she mustn't start thinking like all
those hormone enraged teenagers. That's something that Kitty would've said. Anyways, once he finds out that
she's a freak, even more so than just being a mutant, he'll keep his distance, just like all the others. In the mean
time, she'll just be civil. "So...where ya from?"
"Nawlins." He seemed content to just stand there, eyes traveling over her body. This realization made her blush.
By this time, the cafeteria had become moderatly crowded. She could hear Kitty, her voice loud and distinctive
talking to someone. Who was that.
"Yeah...she's right over there, talking to the cute new kid."
Remy flicked his eyes over to Kitty, appraising her with a smile. She blushed, muttering something about how
lucky Rogue was before turning to gossip with Jubes. When Remy looked back at Rogue, he could have ducked
at the expression that was on her face. Anger. But why should she be angry? He wasn't hers. "It was a pleasure
to meet ya ...Gambit?"
"Non...call me Remy, chere."
"Well...it was a pleasure Remy." She was about to turn and leave, when Bobby came from behind her, slipping an
arm around her waist, in a male possessivenesss gesture, instantly Rogue jumped back, shooting him a glare.
"Bobby! You've gota be more careful."
Bobby glared at Remy, and Remy glared back. "I just don't want this new guy gettin' the wrong impression about
my girl." He took a step in front of Rogue.
"Your girl? Ah'm not ya girl Bobby, and haven't been for a while. So stop actin' like your mah boyfriend." Remy
smirked, and crossed his arms over his chest, a smug look on his face. "And don't think you've won anything
either Swamp Rat." With that she spun on her heel, walking over to the table that Kitty was sitting at.
Bobby continued to glare at Remy, who's smug look hadn't left his face, even after Rogue's comment. "Stay away
from my girl Swamp Rat." His words were laced with ice, and didn't hold the slightly mocking tone that Rogue's
did. Bobby got into a fighting stance.
Remy stood up a bit straighter, red on black eyes narrowing. "From what Gambit heard, the petite dropped you."
A card appeared in his hand, and began glowing. In turn, Bobby made a fist around an ice ball.
***
I'm new to this fanfic writing stuff. So if this is to continue, please r/r ...I need comments!
sue or you'll probably get a grand total of $3.34, which is how much I have atm.
Notes: This takes place one year after the movie.
Chapter 1
Rogue sat up in her room, running a brush through her hair absentmindedly. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Not a
sound coming from her two roomate's side of the room. They were gone, to the movies again. They had dates with
some of the boys at school. Finally coming out of her daze, she set the brush on her nightstand and stood up,
moving to the bathroom. Quickly undressing she stepped into the shower, and turned on the hot water, letting it
run over her body. This was how she spent her Sundays. Saturdays as well. She'd either read, or clean, or take a
shower. She didn't mind all that much, she knew the kids didn't feel comfortable around her. The shower lasted
about an hour and a half, as it usually did. There wasn't anyone here to complain. They were all out enjoying their
weekend. Even the Professer, who was persuaded by Storm to go out. She wrapped herself in a terrycloth robe,
and curled in her bed, staring at the wall until she'd fall into a dreamless sleep.
Monday morning started out like every other school day. The alarm went off in Rogue, Kitty, and Jub's
room. A hand is heard, slapping around on the end table until it is shut off. Sometimes the snooze is hit, and other
times it's just turned off. But either way the girls don't get up on the first try. Since most of the kids are just that,
kids, Storm gets to do what she loves best. Wake them up. Eyes turning white, and a smirk on her face, all the
windows to the rooms get thrown open by a strong gust of freezing cold wind. Those that are smart, are up before
this happens. The others, however get a nice chill to wake them up. All three girls jump out of bed, and proceed
to get ready. The wind only lasts about ten minutes. No one ever tries to wait the wind out and go to bed after
those ten minutes. Who knows what Storm would think of if that happened. Rogue goes through her closet,
looking for something to wear, while the other two battle it out for the bathroom. Picking up her brush, she runs it
through her brownish hair, tucking the white strand behind her ear. Selecting a pair of silky black gloves, she pulls
them up her arms, and slides her legs into a pair of jeans. Slipping a maroon scarf around her neck, with a
matching shirt and a pair of army-ish type boots, she heads out of the room and down the hall, towards the
kitchen. Since she's usually one of the first ones up and ready, she gets first pickin's on what to eat.
She turns the corner of the hall that leads into the kitchen, expecting it to be empty. But she almost runs
into a young man. New, obviously. Tall and lanky..no lithe. Her breath caught in her throat as the he turned, a
smile on his handsome face. Reddish locks falling infront of most bewitching eyes. He takes a step back, Rogue
still standing there, mouth agape. This seems to make his smile widen, and he leans close to her, taking one of
her hands in his before she has a chance to object.
"Bonjour mon chere." His thick French accent filled her ears, and she blushed. He lifted her hand to his lips, placing
lingering kiss on the back of her it. His expression one of 'I'm irrisistable and you know it'. This thought filled
her head, and she snapped out of her revere. Pulling her hand from his grasp, his expression one of shock at first,
then cocky-ness again.
"'ello." Despite a witty retort held at the back of her throat, that's all she managed to get out.
"What seems ta be de problem chere? Gambit was only introducin' himself to the pretty petite." He winked at her.
"Ah'm Rogue. And are ya always this friendly?" He knew that she was taken by him, but it didn't mean she had to
show it anymore. She let a little bite come to her words, taking a step back and placing a gloved hand on her hip.
"Only wit de pretty ones chere." He stood up now, leaning on the side of the wall, watching her, a smile on his lips.
His voice, his eyes. She didn't think she'd ever seen anyone so ...hot. Now now, she mustn't start thinking like all
those hormone enraged teenagers. That's something that Kitty would've said. Anyways, once he finds out that
she's a freak, even more so than just being a mutant, he'll keep his distance, just like all the others. In the mean
time, she'll just be civil. "So...where ya from?"
"Nawlins." He seemed content to just stand there, eyes traveling over her body. This realization made her blush.
By this time, the cafeteria had become moderatly crowded. She could hear Kitty, her voice loud and distinctive
talking to someone. Who was that.
"Yeah...she's right over there, talking to the cute new kid."
Remy flicked his eyes over to Kitty, appraising her with a smile. She blushed, muttering something about how
lucky Rogue was before turning to gossip with Jubes. When Remy looked back at Rogue, he could have ducked
at the expression that was on her face. Anger. But why should she be angry? He wasn't hers. "It was a pleasure
to meet ya ...Gambit?"
"Non...call me Remy, chere."
"Well...it was a pleasure Remy." She was about to turn and leave, when Bobby came from behind her, slipping an
arm around her waist, in a male possessivenesss gesture, instantly Rogue jumped back, shooting him a glare.
"Bobby! You've gota be more careful."
Bobby glared at Remy, and Remy glared back. "I just don't want this new guy gettin' the wrong impression about
my girl." He took a step in front of Rogue.
"Your girl? Ah'm not ya girl Bobby, and haven't been for a while. So stop actin' like your mah boyfriend." Remy
smirked, and crossed his arms over his chest, a smug look on his face. "And don't think you've won anything
either Swamp Rat." With that she spun on her heel, walking over to the table that Kitty was sitting at.
Bobby continued to glare at Remy, who's smug look hadn't left his face, even after Rogue's comment. "Stay away
from my girl Swamp Rat." His words were laced with ice, and didn't hold the slightly mocking tone that Rogue's
did. Bobby got into a fighting stance.
Remy stood up a bit straighter, red on black eyes narrowing. "From what Gambit heard, the petite dropped you."
A card appeared in his hand, and began glowing. In turn, Bobby made a fist around an ice ball.
***
I'm new to this fanfic writing stuff. So if this is to continue, please r/r ...I need comments!