Okay… this is the last chapter, ppls! Hope you like it! Sorry if there's any mistakes… :P Do read and please, please REVIEW!!!! ~ws~
Do Ya'll Want A Stormy?
Chptr 4: I love You, Chere…
Remy stood there, a small smile on his lips. Before she even realized it, she was returning a smile at him. He looked tired, and needed a shave. Storm swallowed. Then he spoke.
"Can we talk, padnat?"
"Of course…" She put the watering can down, and looked at him. She felt the tension in the air, and knew it was because of her feelings. Choking it all down, she led the way into her room, feeling his gaze on her the entire way. She prayed to the Goddess that everything would be all right between them.
In her room, he didn't sit down. Instead, he walked to the window, surveying the falling night. She seated herself on her sofa.
It was a while before he spoke, and she could see his uncertainty.
"Petite, Remy come to confess to you."
"About what, my friend?"
"Remy is afraid to speak of it."
She looked a little puzzled at that, and he sighed before coming to sit beside her. Storm felt her heat race, and knew she was in grave danger of burying herself in his arms and declaring undying love. She forced herself to be still, and to listen to him. She looked at him almost shyly, and found him watching her with troubled red-on-black eyes.
"What is it, Remy?"
He opened his mouth, but looked so completely insecure that she instinctively touched his hand. " You can tell me," she murmured softly. He looked right into her eyes and a soft groan tore from his throat before he kissed her. A gentle, yet so unbelievably needy kiss that took her completely by surprise. Storm opened her mouth, her hands snaking up to his auburn hair, tangling her fingers in it as they kissed. Finally, he pulled away lightly, and gazed at her, face to face.
" I love you, chere."
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Logan sighed as he heard every single word exchanged. Okay, it was either 'get out of the Mansion tonight' or earplugs. He thought for a moment, then heard Remy telling Ororo that he loved her. * Well, it's about time. Gumbo can sure take his time 'bout these things, * he thought to himself, then decided to get out of the Mansion. Knowing the two, they'd probably get in bed tonight, and he didn't want to hear that. Sighing again, he grabbed his jacket and walked out. It looked like another night at Harry's.
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Remy watched Ororo blink, then one of her hands came to stroke his jaw. "I love you too, Remy. I always have," she returned and he closed his eyes in relief. " Chere… You be mon chere now, won't you?" he asked, and she nodded before kissing him again, a hungry, loving kiss that made him pull her into his arms and hold her tight. Finally parting their lips for air, he stroked her cheek, his fingers slowly trailing on her eyes, nose, tracing her lips, and finally holding the nape of her neck. "Remy," she breathed, and he nearly kissed her again. Instead, he controlled himself, putting some distance between them. Storm looked at him, those wondering, fearing eyes gazing right at him, and he spoke softly.
"Mon chere, there's something Remy wants to show you… but it might be a bit frightening at first. You trust Remy, don't you?"
She nodded. " What are you going to do?"
He responded by pulling her close again, and pressing his forehead to hers. Then he sent her his love.
Storm felt a great, arching wave of emotions flooding her, and instinctively closed her eyes. She felt a soothing, calming balm envelope her, a feeling that was gentle yet was passionate, hungry yet giving. She felt fear, fear of rejection and hurt. She sensed hidden pain, all surrounding her, and she finally realized what Remy had done. He had opened his emotions to her completely, hiding nothing from her. She felt her own love surging, and without thinking, sent it to him.
Suddenly, she felt a strength, and energy…holding her, tying her, binding her. She gasped, and held on tight. She could feel Remy, sense his thoughts, his shock. * What dis be? * he thought out wildly, fear spiking out from him and she sent her thoughts to him. * Remy? Are… is that you? Are we… bonding? *
Remy gaped, trying to calm himself. He could feel her sense her, feel her in his mind, a strong line (bond)of energy and love connecting his mind to hers. He could feel the immense love she had for him, and he felt his own emotions responding, tightening and strengthening the bond… he felt so complete…he opened his eyes.
Storm's eyes opened, and they stared right into a pair of red-on-black eyes. "Remy… This is so beautiful…"
He smiled. " Remy didn't mean to bond to you, though. Do you want… to keep it, or you want Remy to break it?"
" Of couse keep it!" she retorted, and he began laughing, happy, joyous laughter that made her start laughing too. Finally subsiding into chuckles, they gazed at each other. She frowned suddenly. " Who's Suni?"
He smiled lazily at her. " Ya wanna know, mon chere?" he murmured huskily. " It's gonna cost you a lot." He lifted her easily and placed her on the bed. She grinned, and pulled him down beside her. The next five minutes were quickly spent shedding off their clothes, and Remy pulled her close, intending to kiss her. She ducked however, and held him at bay, laughing.
"Down, you Cajun! Now, tell me who Suni is… or else…" She stroked his chest, and he grinned, sending her all his happenings during his disappearance from the Mansion. She laughed. " A little sister, eh?" and promptly collapsed, laughing, as Remy tickled her. Soon however, things got more serious, and they turned their attention to other more personal, and private, things.
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The next morning…
Scott was very irritated at Logan. He had no idea why Logan came back home at five-thirty in the blinking morning, when he had slept late at night for…ahem, private reasons. Then that Logan, with his damn noisy Harley had to wake him up… he narrowed his eyes at the Canadian, who was calmly sipping black coffee. Most of the other X-Men were already up and about. He wondered why Storm wasn't down yet. She was usually the earliest of the lot.
Remy sauntered into the kitchen, followed by Storm. Both the latter and the former looked tired, but they seemed to be containing an inexpressible happiness. Even Remy was smiling… a surprising thing, since he had never seen the Cajun smile like this. Scott wondered what was going on, and a suspicious thought entered his mind.
Logan smirked at the two that just came in. " So Storm," he asked casually, " did ya have fun last night?" Both Remy and Ororo glanced at each other then stared at him, the latter blushing hard. Logan began laughing, and so did the two as they sat next to him. " Logan…" warned Remy, but he was grinning. " How'd you find out, mor ami?"
"You two ain't exactly the quietest people on the planet."
Jean came in, then gaped at the two. Scott paled as Jean blurted out… "You two are a couple?"
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Suni giggled as she read the final page of the comic book. It was seven thirty at night, and she had just finished preparing dinner for Sam and the boys. Sam's pregnancy made Chester her immediate slave, and he refused to let her do anything, thus making Suni the impromptu cook. She didn't mind, for she did like to cook, and with appreciative people like Linkin Park, who could say no?
Suni however, was far away, her thoughts centering on a certain Cajun from another world. * You sure know how to pick them, Remy… you definitely do. * Smiling quietly to herself, she closed the comic as the oven rang, and she took out her chicken casserole. * Excellent. Now to make sure those pigs don't choke themselves swallowing this. *
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Okay… This fic is finished…. I warned you… short and sweet… now, to get on with Suni! Heheehehehehhee… yup, there's a sequel to this, and it involves Suni & the X-Men… If I ever get down to writing it…. Do review this li'l fic, and I'll love you forever… sort of… * wink * Lotsa love and peace, Wolfsun.
