Chapter 10 of 12
"The Game Of Love"
by: RogueBHS
A/N: I seem to be on a role again. Once I get my own computer back later this week, watch out. I'll be churning these chapters out like crazy. LOL. Don't you wish? J/K. You asked for Rogue/Remy "mush" and you've got it. So enjoy!
Tell me,
Just what you want me to be
One kiss and boom you're the only one for me
So please tell me
Why … don't you come around no more?
Cause right now I'm
Cryin … outside the door of your candy store
Chorus:
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm telling you my baby it's all in the game of love . . .
is, whatever you make it to be
Sunshine, set on this cold, lonely sea
So please baby
Try … and use me for what I'm good for
It ain't sayin'
Goodbye… It's knockin down the door of your candy store
It's all in this game of love
"Game Of Love" By: Santana feat Michelle Branch
As the pilot's voice came over the intercom announcing that take-off would be in a few minutes, Rogue glanced out of the window, looking out over the airport. She had been figety the entire morning; a fact which was driving Jean crazy. Then again, Jean's simple presence was driving Rogue crazy.
When Rogue had asked to go see Irene, Xaiver had insisted that Jean and Scott go along. His reasons being that he was afraid that Mystique would show up with the brotherhood to support her. And of course, Rogue and Remy couldn't take them alone. At least, that was the reason he was willing to express.
Thank God that the tickets placed Rogue in between the window and Remy, leaving Scott and Jean across the aisle. As the plane took off, Rogue found herself wishing she could get out and fly herself to Mississippi. So far, Rogue rarely used her "borrowed" powers really, much to the amazement of the others.
As Logan had pointed out though, Rogue might not always have her powers from the younger girl. Thus it would be smart to continue training her as before, and add a few extra excersizes that would tune up her "borrowed" powers. Rogue's training in hand-to-hand combat, acrobatics and gymnastics exceeded that which the others had recieved. Of course, that extra training, when added to her powers, made her easily one of the more deadly X-men.
Getting to look down at the world from up above though was something Rogue enjoyed when she used the power of flight. And right now, despite the window and metal that kept her from seeing more, she enjoyed the view as much as ever. She didn't know how Jean could sleep through this, and not watch the world go by. Scott was sitting there with his nose in school books and listening to music, completely unaware of life going on around him. They made quite the pair.
The books he was looking at were probably ones Rogue should be paying attention to, as they contained the make-up work the teachers had assigned. Yet Rogue wasn't in the mood to do that boring school work, thank you very much.
So instead, she pulled out her own CD player and popped in a CD mix that Kitty had helped her make. When she glanced at Remy, she saw he was shuffling a deck of cards idly. He must have noticed her looking at him or something, because he turned his head and smiled at her.
"Ya want somet'ing, chere?"
Rogue shook her head as she adjusted the volume of the CD Player. "What'cha gonna play Swamp Rat?"
He grinned at her. "Don' know dat game, Roguey. But I was t'inking about Solitaire mebbe. 'Less o' course you wanna play. Den I play whatever de femme wants."
"Blackjack." She grinned as she turned to face him better. "But Ah deal. Ah don' want you cheatin."
He returned the grin. "Now what makes you t'ink I'd do a t'ing like dat?"
Oh, Ah dunno. Maybe cause Ah've seen ya cheat before." At his startled expression she continued. "Ya used one o' those decks ya keep up your sleeve t' make sure ya won durin' some game a few days ago. Scott was havin' a good run, so ya decided t' show him up."
Remy pouted when he realized he had been caught. And that sight was enough to have Rogue close to acting like a love-sick fool. She had admitted before that she thought he was cute, but that pout took his looks far beyond cute. Shaking her head to clear out all of the thoughts of Remy, she sighed. It was no use and she knew it. God help her, she had fallen for that Swamp Rat, and fallen hard. Thank goodness that Jean wasn't awake to "hear" that thought though. It was bad enough having Kitty tease her about Remy.
The flight took somewhere around 2 hours, giving Rogue and Remy plenty of time for card games. When the pilot announced that they were going to be landing soon, all four of the teens started gathering up.
As they entered the airport, Scott led the way, checking over the paper that the Professor had given him with their travel information. Jean was all but glued to Scott's side as he walked, leaving Rogue and Remy to trail behind. Not that the two Southerners minded of course.
When Remy took Rogue's hand in his to lead her through a crowd, she didn't fight him. Nor did she pull her hand away when they were through it, but rather left her hand in his. It wasn't until they got to the baggage claim that her hand fell from his.
Bridge:
You roll me, control me, console me
Please hold me
You guide me, divide me into what
(Make me feel good yeah)
So please tell me
Why… don't you come around no more?
Cause right now I'm
Dying … outside the door of your lovin store
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss now we're up to bat
It little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm telling you my baby it's all in the game of love
It's all in this game of love, it's all in the game of love
Roll me, control, me
Please hold me
now here am I on my own, on my own
"Game Of Love" By: Santana feat Michelle Branch
The taxi ride between the airport and the house where Rogue had been raised was thankfully uneventful. Jean had sat in the front seat, leaving Rogue to be sandwiched between Remy and Scott. Not that she really cared. They were getting closer to Irene's.
Rogue hadn't completely realized how much she missed Mississippi. Idly, she wondered if the flowers were blooming at home. Home...Rogue paused. Months ago she had started to think of the mansion as home, so why was here still home as well? She didn't really believe in that phrase "Home is where the heart is," but maybe it was time she did.
Remy must have sensed something was off with her, because he took her hand in his again and squeezed it reassuringly. "Can' wait t' see dis place again eh?"
Rogue laughed softly. "Ah jus' don' wanna wait any longer than Ah have t'."
Remy glanced out the front window, then smiled at her. "Den be happy, ma chere, cause I t'ink dat be de place up ahead."
Rogue leaned forward and had to supress a squeal of pure delight when she saw the house. "That's it!"
Scott smiled, glad to see Rogue happy. "Well, the driver has good timing. My legs are about to fall asleep."
Jean glared at Rogue in the rearview mirror, but the Southern girl didn't see it. When the taxi rolled to a stop, Rogue almost pushed Remy out of the door, she was in such a hurry. Remy stumbled out of the car, then turned to help Rogue out. She didn't need any help, she had jumped out as soon as he was out of the way. She didn't bother with the bags or anything else, but just took off towards the house at a run.
Irene walked out, a hint of a smile on her face. She held her arms open, and Rogue all but flew into them. They stood there hugging, even as Remy made his way up the steps with a few bags. As he got closer, he heard Rogue whispering something to Irene. When he stopped moving so he could hear better, he all but dropped the bags in shock.
"Ah'm home Irene...Ah'm home."