Hello! Here's a Rogue/Remy fic (finally I wrote a fic centered on them!) set in movieverse. It's about 5 yrs after the movie, so Rogue's 19 and Remy's 21. (Let's just say that she got her powers when she was 13, ran away and met Logan when she was 14, and ended the movie when she was 14.) There were a lot of things in the movie I didn't like (since there was almost no accuracy), so I fill in some gaps, but I couldn't fix the whole thing. I stretch a few things, leave a few things, and completely change a few things, so don't flame me based on the accuracy of either the comics or the movie. Tell me if I should continue. Thanks.

Disclaimer: Ah don't own them! (If I did, I would treat them a lot better.)

Italics indicates thought.

Chapter 1

          It was a same old boring day today. It was a same old boring day yesterday, and it will be a same old boring day tomorrow. "Gawd!! Ya'd think as ah X-Man my life would be ah little more excitin'. Instead Ah'm here doin' Dangah Room duty with One-Eye."  Rogue sighed as Scott Summers, a.k.a. Cyclops, signaled her from the control room. "Ah bet he wants me ta go through anuthah session."

          But instead of doing what she predicted, Scott decided to be easy on her. His voice came over the loud speaker: "That's enough, Rogue. Great job today, though you seemed a little preoccupied. How about you come early tomorrow morning to do some extra training?"

          Rogue mentally groaned. "Are ya kidd'n me? Geez, Scooter ain't gunna let up on me. Oh well, at least some time in the Dangah Room will help me sharpen my skills…and keep mah mind off him."

          Him. Rogue tried to forget him, but she couldn't. She still had his memories and thoughts and feelings stuck in her head. Sometimes it was comforting. At least she knew he was coming back.

          But for someone else. Rogue bit her lip. Thoughts of Jean plagued Logan's mind always. Thoughts of her eyes, her hair, her…Rogue did not even want to think about that. He had fantasies of her constantly. Rogue smirked bitterly. "Thaht was when she dyed her hair brown. Now that it's its natural red hue, Logan would go wild."

          Rogue combed her fingers through her own white-streaked brown hair. Bobby had told her it was sexy, but he was just saying that because he was her best friend. At first, he did have a small crush on her, but then he found a new transfer named Lorna Dane. "Ah guess my hair isn't sexy enough," Rogue thought with a smile. "Or maybe he just lahkes green hair bettah."

          Rogue was brought out of her thoughts by a young African-American woman. "Rogue, are you quite all right child? I have been saying your name for nearly five minutes." Ororo Munroe's clear blue eyes peered at the younger woman curiously. "She is becoming more and more withdrawn lately. I hope it has nothing to do with Logan."

          "Uh, yeah 'Ro, Ah'm fine. Jus' out-ah-it a little, ya know?" The older mutant was still wary, but she just shrugged it off as preoccupation. Focusing, Ororo remembered what she wanted to ask the southern belle.

          "I have a special request, Rogue. We are going to have a new student at the school that I need you to show around. He is an old friend of mine, and he might become a member of the team."

          "Sure Sugah, but if he's such ah great friend, why don't ya show him around yoahself?"

          At this Ororo flinched. "He—the student I mean—well, he…um." In the five years Rogue had known Ororo, she had never heard the weather goddess stutter until that moment. "Jus' spit it out sugah."

          "Yes, well, he requested a younger guide." That didn't sound too bad to Rogue. It was normal for a younger person to want company that would be closer to his age. She knew 'Ro was hiding something. "Cahn Ah ask ah few questions, hun?" When the veteran X-Man nodded, Rogue continued, "How old is he?"

          "Twenty-one years." Rogue thought, "Hmm, not too bad."

          "Is there anything wrong with him? Ah mean, like is he disabled or does he have no control over his powers and ya need mah invulnerability?"

          "No, not as far as I am informed."

          "Kay…"  "What are his powers?"

          Storm visible gulped. "He can kinetically charge items with his touch."

          "And he has control?"

          "As I said before, he has control as far as I am informed."

          Rogue's eyes narrowed. "There's sumthin' yah're not tell'n me, 'Ro, and Ah wahnt ta know what it is."

          Ororo sighed. "Remy has another power that isn't his main one, like your ability to fly, though he did not acquire it. It's his naturally." Rogue visibly stiffened. "So, ya still haven't forgiven me for that, have ya?" She still felt terrible about Carol's loss, but she couldn't regret it fully, no matter how sick that sounded. She loved the ability to fly, and she would hate giving it up.

          "What is this 'powah' sugah?"

          "Empathy."

          "Empathy?" "Gawd, girl. Ah thought it would be more serious than that."

          "Yes, that makes him seem overly attractive and appealing to women."

          Rogue raised an eyebrow. "How attrahctive?"

          "Well, without the power he is charming and good-looking, objectively, so with the power even the most committed, least hormonal women go crazy. Fortunately he has a good amount of control over it."

          "Most committed? Least hormonal? Ah'm starting ta have flashbacks from when Logan was here. Boy, was Scott mad." She thought of mentioning it to 'Ro, but knowing her chronic inability to gossip, Rogue asked instead, "So what's the prob, Bob?"

          'Ro gave a wry smile. "Remy is also somewhat of a ladies' man. The fact that he requested a female companion means that he is going to, uh…maybe use his empathy to become irresistible and, well…"

          "Nail 'er," Rogue finishes Ororo's sentence. "Why don't ya jus' refuse an' have someone else show him around?"

          "Rogue, you do not understand. When Remy wants something, he'll do anything to get it. He is a thief. So the professor and I thought that maybe if his attentions were concentrated on someone we trust, he wouldn't cause too much chaos."

          Rogue sighed. "And since Ah'm untouchable, all attempts will be thwarted, raght? At least someone's gunna benefit from mah powah."

          Ororo smiled weakly, "Well, it does work out for the best. You are the closest one to Remy's age on the team, and the newest member. That could give you something to talk about and connect over."

          Rogue gave her friend a knowing smile. "Alrahght, sugah. Ah'll do it. But ya owe me. Big time." She smiled wickedly. "And ya cahn start by gett'n me outta the Dangah Room session Ah have tomorrah with Scott."

          Ororo groaned. "Fine, child. I will do what you ask. Tomorrow morning, you will be duty-free. I just hope I can ask Jean to soften him up before I state my request."

          "Ah thank ya very much sugah. Wait, this kid's name is Remy, raght? When does he come?"

          "He arrives late tonight. You can begin by entertaining him tomorrow morning."

          "Great, 'Ro. And one more thing: Ah cahn use the car ta show him around, raght?" Rogue smiled smugly.

          "You are really pushing your luck, but I do see your point. Transportation will be provided. Meet Remy downstairs in the rec room at 10:00AM, and try to plan something for you two to do ahead of time. Thank you again for doing this for me Rogue."

          "Mah pleasure 'Ro, mah pleasure."

          Rogue left the weather witch and walked down the hall to her room. "No Dangah Room and ah car. Thank ya Gawd." Her thoughts drifted to the "mystery mutant". "Ah wondah what he's lahk, or if we'll get along." She smiled to herself. Maybe today wasn't such a boring day after all.

…So, what do ya think? Should I continue? I'm not doing it w/o encouragement!! (*hint hint* ::coughreviewcough::) :)