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Got nothing to really say this time, I guess I hope your enjoying it if your reading it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Spawn of the Devil? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
"Kitty, its more in da wrist petite." Remy said exasperated. This was their third session so far and Remy had decided the best weapon for Kitty would be various throwing items. The idea behind this which surprised the Professor as well as the rest of the teaching staff at Xavier's. Remy figured Kitty's greatest asset was her ability to Phase, but the problem was if any of her teammates were in trouble in order to help she had to become tangible. Except with throwing weapons, once the weapons left her hands they became tangible. Between throwing sticks, daggers, and stars, Kitty had a variety of weapons, but she had yet to master the aim behind it.
"I'm sorry Gambit, but its just hard, I feel when I just flick it with my wrist their won't be any power behind it." Kitty sighed; she never knew this could be so difficult.
"Don't worry petite, Remy don't expect ya t' master it right away." Remy replied once again showing her the wrist action.
"So, Gambit how do you like the institute so far?" Kitty asked.
Gambit just kind of shrugged, he didn't really know how to answer that. Most of the students kind of ignored him, will except for the females, but even they just seemed to like him for his looks.
"Come on Gambit, like you and me.we're friends, right?" Kitty asked with a pleading look in her eyes.
"Remy not sure, it's been a week, no? Remy don't feel accepted but den again he didn't expect t' be." Gambit kind of sighed, he didn't like talking about himself, and part of him was hoping he could be accepted here, but he didn't think that was really possible. His smile brightened as he realized he was wallowing again, he flashed Kitty a quick smile before he said, "What say you and me have a little fun no?"
"What kind of fun Gambit?" Kitty asked while refastening her weapons to her uniform.
"Danger Room.Run Simulation 789" Gambit instructed the Danger Room. The Danger Room changed to a New Orleans street, which looked like the crowd was their for Mardi Gras. "O.K. petite, when da trouble hit's, y' try what Remy been teaching y' keep an eye on me, watch my back, and stay intangible."
All of a sudden the streets parted, Remy lit up a cigarette as the darkly clad figures emerged from everywhere. From the observation room Professor Xavier and Storm had entered to see the last of Kitty's training, they looked down through the viewing window, they watched intently as Gambit fought fiercely but with his ever present devil may care smile, the cigarette hanging from his mouth as smoke exited in and out. Kitty was amused as the holograms of their assailants tried to attack her and passed right through her, and her throwing sticks sometimes hit their mark. She watched Gambit and made sure to beam anyone who snuck up on him whilst staying intangible.
"He's really good at what he does Ororo, but what program is this?" The Professor asked.
"I'm assuming he programmed it, those assailants, they're Assassin's as in assassins from a rival guild." Ororo said as she stared also at the training before them.
"Has anyone showed him how to program sessions?" The Professor asked.
"Professor you really must understand that Remy has an extensive knowledge of many things, for a thief, as well as someone on their own like he has been, it is a necessity, he has probably learn things that a teacher cannot teach whilst he was on his own." Ororo answered slightly amused at the shocks her young friend has given so many here at the institute.
"Ah thought he wasn't allowed ta smoke in the mansion?" Rogue asked seemingly unnoticed by the two adults.
"He's not, do not worry Professor, I well talk to him.again." Storm said.
"Kind of early for your own session, are we not Rogue?" came the Professor's voice.
"Well, ah just wanted ta see Kitty's prograss." Rogue replied, she didn't want her two instructors to know that over the past week, her most enjoyable time, has been the time that she has spent with Remy. Whether training sessions, or just idle talk, or the times they sit in his room and watch shows that the others would never want to watch.
They attention returned to the danger room, Kitty looked to be sweating profusely as more and more attackers flooded on to Gambit, she was throwing items as fast as she can, but her aim was getting sloppy. All of a sudden their audience heard Remy scream to Kitty:
"Petite, YA getting sloppy, ya need to concentrate or ya not doing any good!"
"Like I'm sorry Gambit, but there's so many of them!" Kitty screamed back. "Maybe we should end the simulation!"
"Non, y' wanna see some ding impressive?" Gambit said with a grin. All of a sudden Gambit back flipped out of the mob of assassin's, Kitty noticed this and back peddled to him. Two metal objects were in his hands, they looked like two of Kitty's metal throwing Rods. They were glowing a bright red, Remy whipped them both at the same time from each hand, they collided together in the middle of the mobs of assassins with a huge "BOOM" and the Danger Room shook. Once the dust and smoke cleared, no assassins were left standing and Gambit called out "End Simulation"
"Wow, I did not know he had that kind of fire power." Storm said still staring down at the danger room.
"Ah know, and ah thought the cards were impressive." Rogue said shocked.
"It would appear that Gambit has many secrets that he well only reveal in time, but the young man seems to have true intentions here, anyways should we go down there, I would like to get an evaluation on Kitty's progress." The Professor stated. With two affirmative responses, they proceeded down.
"Well I must say Kitty, you were doing fairly well until the end there." The Professor said as him, Storm, Gambit, Kitty and Rogue stood in the danger room.
"Yeah, but at the end, I like got totally flustered. There were just so many, but like Gambit you move like so fast!" Kitty said sullen at first but the perked up.
"Dat was da point Petite, Remy be wanting you to act under pressure, not able to aim, so you wouldn't get a big head, but ya doing well for a b'ginner." Remy said as he went to light a cigarette up, but before he could Rogue snatched it from him and through it on the ground. "Chere, dat was Remy's?"
"Ah know Swamp Rat, but ah gotta train wit ya, and ah don't want the room smelling of smoke!" Rogue said glaring at him.
"And Remy, we do have a no smoking rule for in the mansion!" Storm stated firmly.
"Sorry Stormy, non gonna happen again." Remy stated very apologetically, but then perked up with an award-winning smile.
"Remy, I'm afraid that I did see you in the danger room smoking, and I must reiterate the rule, that yourself, Storm and I made last time you were caught smoking in your room." The Professor stated calmly.
"You're getting grounded swampy." Rogue whispered in Remy's ear.
"Remy can get grounded petite, but maybe da Prof gonna force me ta babysit all you enfates." Remy whispered back.
"I am not a child!" Rogue stated offended and smacked Remy on the arm hard.
"Chere, y' hurt me!" Remy said, and was going to say more while rubbing his arm, but the Professor spoke up.
"Dinner duty, tonight, Remy, we've discussed this, you know the terms and rules here, let this be a warming." The Professor said and then looked at Storm and Kitty. "Perhaps we should let these two get on with their session so Remy can cook tonight."
With that Storm, Kitty and Professor Xavier left the danger room. Remy turned towards Rogue with a grin.
"Ya get caught smoking again, and ya get dinner duty!" Rogue exclaimed.
"Be thankful chere, it was Kitty's nite t' cook." Remy said smiling as he lifted two of his own police clubs and extended them. Rogue did the same with the ones clasped to her uniform. "Okay, chere, come and get some of ole' Remy."
"So ya'll cooking tonight Cajun, should ah order take out for mahself." Rogue said as she lunged towards Gambit with her weapons. Remy blocked the attempt effortlessly and sent Rogue flying.
"Rogue, when y' lunge like dat, y' lose your center of balance." Remy smiled at her as she got up. "And I dink after our session Remy'll be heading to the grocery store t' pick up every ting I need for good Cajun Chicken Jambalaya."
Rogue advanced on Gambit more wearily this time, she faked a move high but then swung with her other club low at Gambit's feet. Gambit leaped into the air and flipped over Rogue landing behind her, he tossed one of his clubs in the air and grabbed it by the end; he hooked her with it and pulled her close and whispered into the back of her ear. "Care to join me for a little grocery shopping?"
Rogue elbowed Remy in the stomach and then hooked his legs in much the same fashion he did to her, bringing Remy to the ground, Remy then swiped her feet out from under her. She landed close to him. "And where would ah sit Swampy, yah bike won't hahve room for meh and tah groceries."
Remy stood up and reached a hand out towards her to help her up, she accepted it and pulled herself up. "I was dinking of borrowing de Rolls, da Prof trusts Remy." Rogue looked as if she was contemplating this.
"Ah was gonna ask ya if ah could watch your T.V. there's a VH1 special on eighties Rock music after our session, and thah others don't appreciate taht type of music." Rogue stated simply with the contemplating look.
'Remy let y' drive chere." Rogue's face lit up at this comment. "Remy take dat as a yes, petite." Rogue shook her head yes, then advanced on him again, Police Clubs held out offensively.
After their session, Gambit and Rogue showered (separately) and went to Xavier's office. Where Logan, Storm, Hank, and the Professor were sitting.
"Hey Prof, since Remy gotta cook t'night, ya mind if I borrow da car t' get what I need?" Remy asked the Professor as he entered with out knocking, Rogue following close behind.
"Of course Remy, but the keys are in." the Professor started to say, but was interrupted by Gambit.
"Neh, not be needing da keys, just y' permission." Gambit said as he turned and walked out. He peaked his head back in, "Oh, yeah, Rogue gonna be coming wit, okay?"
"Of course, just be safe." The professor said at their retreating figures.
"Am I to assume our young colleague well be hot wiring the car?" Dr. McCoy asked.
"Logan, maybe you should get him the keys." the Professor started to say but was once again interrupted but this time by Storm.
"Professor, maybe you should let him hot wire the car, it may quench some of his criminal tendencies." Storm said.
"Yeah, Chuck, figure it this way, the boy was trained to be a master thief since he was a pup, it ain't going to be easy to get that out of his system, better he hot wires your car after asking for permission to use it, then tripping into a bank some night." Logan added.
"I see your point." The Professor stated.
Meanwhile in the Garage Remy was showing Rogue the correct way to hot- wire a car. Rogue was looking on with interest until they heard a shout behind them.
"What is going on here?" Scott screamed, he was in complete shock. "Rogue how can you stand by and watch him as he steals the Professor's car?"
"Maybe we should tell the Professor about this." Jean said calmly, while rubbing Scott's arm. Rogue noticed this gesture rolled her eyes and began to speak.
"Ah'll have ya know Cyke, that we have the Professah's permission tah borrow his car. So why don't ya just mind ya own business." Rogue reiterated very perturbed.
"And dat mon chere, is how it's done." Remy said smiling as he looked up at Rogue, he was completely ignoring Scott's outburst. "Why don't y' drive chere." Remy said as he pulled Rogue over to the driver's seat, he rolled over the top of the car and glared at Scott. He lowered his sunglasses so his deep crimson eyes that were surrounded by a black oblivion peered at Scott and sent shivers through his spine. "Scottie, mon ami, why don't y' mind y'r own business." And with that he got in the car and closed the door. Rogue screeched out of the garage as she stuck her tongue out at Scott and Jean.
Rogue and Gambit arrived at the grocery store about fifteen minutes later. They were going up and down the aisles gather what the Cajun Cook would need. Surprisingly enough they were laughing and having a really good time.
"Tanks Rogue." Remy just said out of the blue. Rogue turned her head from the package she was looking at and gave Remy a questioning look.
"For what, Remy?" Rogue asked.
"Y' know being one of da only students t' even talk t' me, much less be so nice t' me, Remy knows y' like to keep t' y'rself, but it's just kind of y' chere." Remy said as he tossed some other stuff into their shopping cart.
"Swampy, lots of the students talk ta yah, hell all of ta girls adore ya." Rogue said a bit sarcastically.
"Non, not da same chere, Remy knows he be da suave one, but dey ain't friends, dey more like groupies. Y' chere, y'r more of a friend, and I know y' like to keep t' y'rself, so tanks for being so kind." Remy said as he stared into her eyes.
Rogue took a step closer to him; she was about to say something when a very rude comment was heard from behind them.
"Look, it's the Gothic Mutie freak!" Duncan said to one of his football friends. There were three of them including Duncan. Rogue was clearly upset and about to say something back when Remy brought a finger to her lips. He turned around and looked at Duncan.
"Scuse me mon ami, but what did y' say to dis belle femme here?" Remy asked very cold and threateningly. Duncan didn't seem intimidated.
"I said.hey look it's the Gothi.." Before Duncan could finish what he was saying Remy brought his middle finger up to his sunglasses, he pulled them slowly down to the bridge of his nose, allowing his red on black eyes to be seen. Duncan and his friends gasped. They flared as he spoke the next sentence.
"Dis lovely Gothic Femme, be very important t' me, y' understand jock boy. If Remy ever hears you speak ill of her again, I will make sure y' never play football again, I will also make sure de bank forecloses on y'r house, your pere and mamman will be jobless. Y' will never attend college. One day y' well end up in de gutter." Remy let his eyes flare up one more time before pushing his sunglasses back into place. "Trust me mon ami, de Son of Satan has amazing powers, and dat be what I am, no mutant, I be de living breathing Spawn of de Devil. Don't Push Remy, cuz he'll push back."
Duncan and his friends scrambled away not really knowing if they should believe him or not, but when they looked into Remy's eyes and heard his voice speak, they were filled with a fear that they had never known before. It was a fear that Remy placed with in them courtesy of his empathy, but no one needed to know that.
"Wow, Remy.ah mean no one has ever stood up for meh before!" Rogue said as she playfully punched his arm, "Thank Yah, but ah coulda handled it meh self"
Remy turned back to face Rogue, he placed his hand on her shoulder, he was surprised when she didn't even flinch, which he noticed she did a lot when someone approached her. "Come on chere, dat was de most fun Remy have in a long time. Sides, y' be t' beautiful t' see all angry." At that comment Rogue looked down and began to blush. Remy took a gloved finger; he brought it to her chin and raised it so she was looking at him.
"Y' even cuter when y' blush ma chere." Remy said very softly.
Rogue looked into his eyes, very deeply, and surprised him when all she said was. "Thank yah."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N well that's another chapter. I hope who ever is reading this is enjoying it. And please review.
Got nothing to really say this time, I guess I hope your enjoying it if your reading it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Spawn of the Devil? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
"Kitty, its more in da wrist petite." Remy said exasperated. This was their third session so far and Remy had decided the best weapon for Kitty would be various throwing items. The idea behind this which surprised the Professor as well as the rest of the teaching staff at Xavier's. Remy figured Kitty's greatest asset was her ability to Phase, but the problem was if any of her teammates were in trouble in order to help she had to become tangible. Except with throwing weapons, once the weapons left her hands they became tangible. Between throwing sticks, daggers, and stars, Kitty had a variety of weapons, but she had yet to master the aim behind it.
"I'm sorry Gambit, but its just hard, I feel when I just flick it with my wrist their won't be any power behind it." Kitty sighed; she never knew this could be so difficult.
"Don't worry petite, Remy don't expect ya t' master it right away." Remy replied once again showing her the wrist action.
"So, Gambit how do you like the institute so far?" Kitty asked.
Gambit just kind of shrugged, he didn't really know how to answer that. Most of the students kind of ignored him, will except for the females, but even they just seemed to like him for his looks.
"Come on Gambit, like you and me.we're friends, right?" Kitty asked with a pleading look in her eyes.
"Remy not sure, it's been a week, no? Remy don't feel accepted but den again he didn't expect t' be." Gambit kind of sighed, he didn't like talking about himself, and part of him was hoping he could be accepted here, but he didn't think that was really possible. His smile brightened as he realized he was wallowing again, he flashed Kitty a quick smile before he said, "What say you and me have a little fun no?"
"What kind of fun Gambit?" Kitty asked while refastening her weapons to her uniform.
"Danger Room.Run Simulation 789" Gambit instructed the Danger Room. The Danger Room changed to a New Orleans street, which looked like the crowd was their for Mardi Gras. "O.K. petite, when da trouble hit's, y' try what Remy been teaching y' keep an eye on me, watch my back, and stay intangible."
All of a sudden the streets parted, Remy lit up a cigarette as the darkly clad figures emerged from everywhere. From the observation room Professor Xavier and Storm had entered to see the last of Kitty's training, they looked down through the viewing window, they watched intently as Gambit fought fiercely but with his ever present devil may care smile, the cigarette hanging from his mouth as smoke exited in and out. Kitty was amused as the holograms of their assailants tried to attack her and passed right through her, and her throwing sticks sometimes hit their mark. She watched Gambit and made sure to beam anyone who snuck up on him whilst staying intangible.
"He's really good at what he does Ororo, but what program is this?" The Professor asked.
"I'm assuming he programmed it, those assailants, they're Assassin's as in assassins from a rival guild." Ororo said as she stared also at the training before them.
"Has anyone showed him how to program sessions?" The Professor asked.
"Professor you really must understand that Remy has an extensive knowledge of many things, for a thief, as well as someone on their own like he has been, it is a necessity, he has probably learn things that a teacher cannot teach whilst he was on his own." Ororo answered slightly amused at the shocks her young friend has given so many here at the institute.
"Ah thought he wasn't allowed ta smoke in the mansion?" Rogue asked seemingly unnoticed by the two adults.
"He's not, do not worry Professor, I well talk to him.again." Storm said.
"Kind of early for your own session, are we not Rogue?" came the Professor's voice.
"Well, ah just wanted ta see Kitty's prograss." Rogue replied, she didn't want her two instructors to know that over the past week, her most enjoyable time, has been the time that she has spent with Remy. Whether training sessions, or just idle talk, or the times they sit in his room and watch shows that the others would never want to watch.
They attention returned to the danger room, Kitty looked to be sweating profusely as more and more attackers flooded on to Gambit, she was throwing items as fast as she can, but her aim was getting sloppy. All of a sudden their audience heard Remy scream to Kitty:
"Petite, YA getting sloppy, ya need to concentrate or ya not doing any good!"
"Like I'm sorry Gambit, but there's so many of them!" Kitty screamed back. "Maybe we should end the simulation!"
"Non, y' wanna see some ding impressive?" Gambit said with a grin. All of a sudden Gambit back flipped out of the mob of assassin's, Kitty noticed this and back peddled to him. Two metal objects were in his hands, they looked like two of Kitty's metal throwing Rods. They were glowing a bright red, Remy whipped them both at the same time from each hand, they collided together in the middle of the mobs of assassins with a huge "BOOM" and the Danger Room shook. Once the dust and smoke cleared, no assassins were left standing and Gambit called out "End Simulation"
"Wow, I did not know he had that kind of fire power." Storm said still staring down at the danger room.
"Ah know, and ah thought the cards were impressive." Rogue said shocked.
"It would appear that Gambit has many secrets that he well only reveal in time, but the young man seems to have true intentions here, anyways should we go down there, I would like to get an evaluation on Kitty's progress." The Professor stated. With two affirmative responses, they proceeded down.
"Well I must say Kitty, you were doing fairly well until the end there." The Professor said as him, Storm, Gambit, Kitty and Rogue stood in the danger room.
"Yeah, but at the end, I like got totally flustered. There were just so many, but like Gambit you move like so fast!" Kitty said sullen at first but the perked up.
"Dat was da point Petite, Remy be wanting you to act under pressure, not able to aim, so you wouldn't get a big head, but ya doing well for a b'ginner." Remy said as he went to light a cigarette up, but before he could Rogue snatched it from him and through it on the ground. "Chere, dat was Remy's?"
"Ah know Swamp Rat, but ah gotta train wit ya, and ah don't want the room smelling of smoke!" Rogue said glaring at him.
"And Remy, we do have a no smoking rule for in the mansion!" Storm stated firmly.
"Sorry Stormy, non gonna happen again." Remy stated very apologetically, but then perked up with an award-winning smile.
"Remy, I'm afraid that I did see you in the danger room smoking, and I must reiterate the rule, that yourself, Storm and I made last time you were caught smoking in your room." The Professor stated calmly.
"You're getting grounded swampy." Rogue whispered in Remy's ear.
"Remy can get grounded petite, but maybe da Prof gonna force me ta babysit all you enfates." Remy whispered back.
"I am not a child!" Rogue stated offended and smacked Remy on the arm hard.
"Chere, y' hurt me!" Remy said, and was going to say more while rubbing his arm, but the Professor spoke up.
"Dinner duty, tonight, Remy, we've discussed this, you know the terms and rules here, let this be a warming." The Professor said and then looked at Storm and Kitty. "Perhaps we should let these two get on with their session so Remy can cook tonight."
With that Storm, Kitty and Professor Xavier left the danger room. Remy turned towards Rogue with a grin.
"Ya get caught smoking again, and ya get dinner duty!" Rogue exclaimed.
"Be thankful chere, it was Kitty's nite t' cook." Remy said smiling as he lifted two of his own police clubs and extended them. Rogue did the same with the ones clasped to her uniform. "Okay, chere, come and get some of ole' Remy."
"So ya'll cooking tonight Cajun, should ah order take out for mahself." Rogue said as she lunged towards Gambit with her weapons. Remy blocked the attempt effortlessly and sent Rogue flying.
"Rogue, when y' lunge like dat, y' lose your center of balance." Remy smiled at her as she got up. "And I dink after our session Remy'll be heading to the grocery store t' pick up every ting I need for good Cajun Chicken Jambalaya."
Rogue advanced on Gambit more wearily this time, she faked a move high but then swung with her other club low at Gambit's feet. Gambit leaped into the air and flipped over Rogue landing behind her, he tossed one of his clubs in the air and grabbed it by the end; he hooked her with it and pulled her close and whispered into the back of her ear. "Care to join me for a little grocery shopping?"
Rogue elbowed Remy in the stomach and then hooked his legs in much the same fashion he did to her, bringing Remy to the ground, Remy then swiped her feet out from under her. She landed close to him. "And where would ah sit Swampy, yah bike won't hahve room for meh and tah groceries."
Remy stood up and reached a hand out towards her to help her up, she accepted it and pulled herself up. "I was dinking of borrowing de Rolls, da Prof trusts Remy." Rogue looked as if she was contemplating this.
"Ah was gonna ask ya if ah could watch your T.V. there's a VH1 special on eighties Rock music after our session, and thah others don't appreciate taht type of music." Rogue stated simply with the contemplating look.
'Remy let y' drive chere." Rogue's face lit up at this comment. "Remy take dat as a yes, petite." Rogue shook her head yes, then advanced on him again, Police Clubs held out offensively.
After their session, Gambit and Rogue showered (separately) and went to Xavier's office. Where Logan, Storm, Hank, and the Professor were sitting.
"Hey Prof, since Remy gotta cook t'night, ya mind if I borrow da car t' get what I need?" Remy asked the Professor as he entered with out knocking, Rogue following close behind.
"Of course Remy, but the keys are in." the Professor started to say, but was interrupted by Gambit.
"Neh, not be needing da keys, just y' permission." Gambit said as he turned and walked out. He peaked his head back in, "Oh, yeah, Rogue gonna be coming wit, okay?"
"Of course, just be safe." The professor said at their retreating figures.
"Am I to assume our young colleague well be hot wiring the car?" Dr. McCoy asked.
"Logan, maybe you should get him the keys." the Professor started to say but was once again interrupted but this time by Storm.
"Professor, maybe you should let him hot wire the car, it may quench some of his criminal tendencies." Storm said.
"Yeah, Chuck, figure it this way, the boy was trained to be a master thief since he was a pup, it ain't going to be easy to get that out of his system, better he hot wires your car after asking for permission to use it, then tripping into a bank some night." Logan added.
"I see your point." The Professor stated.
Meanwhile in the Garage Remy was showing Rogue the correct way to hot- wire a car. Rogue was looking on with interest until they heard a shout behind them.
"What is going on here?" Scott screamed, he was in complete shock. "Rogue how can you stand by and watch him as he steals the Professor's car?"
"Maybe we should tell the Professor about this." Jean said calmly, while rubbing Scott's arm. Rogue noticed this gesture rolled her eyes and began to speak.
"Ah'll have ya know Cyke, that we have the Professah's permission tah borrow his car. So why don't ya just mind ya own business." Rogue reiterated very perturbed.
"And dat mon chere, is how it's done." Remy said smiling as he looked up at Rogue, he was completely ignoring Scott's outburst. "Why don't y' drive chere." Remy said as he pulled Rogue over to the driver's seat, he rolled over the top of the car and glared at Scott. He lowered his sunglasses so his deep crimson eyes that were surrounded by a black oblivion peered at Scott and sent shivers through his spine. "Scottie, mon ami, why don't y' mind y'r own business." And with that he got in the car and closed the door. Rogue screeched out of the garage as she stuck her tongue out at Scott and Jean.
Rogue and Gambit arrived at the grocery store about fifteen minutes later. They were going up and down the aisles gather what the Cajun Cook would need. Surprisingly enough they were laughing and having a really good time.
"Tanks Rogue." Remy just said out of the blue. Rogue turned her head from the package she was looking at and gave Remy a questioning look.
"For what, Remy?" Rogue asked.
"Y' know being one of da only students t' even talk t' me, much less be so nice t' me, Remy knows y' like to keep t' y'rself, but it's just kind of y' chere." Remy said as he tossed some other stuff into their shopping cart.
"Swampy, lots of the students talk ta yah, hell all of ta girls adore ya." Rogue said a bit sarcastically.
"Non, not da same chere, Remy knows he be da suave one, but dey ain't friends, dey more like groupies. Y' chere, y'r more of a friend, and I know y' like to keep t' y'rself, so tanks for being so kind." Remy said as he stared into her eyes.
Rogue took a step closer to him; she was about to say something when a very rude comment was heard from behind them.
"Look, it's the Gothic Mutie freak!" Duncan said to one of his football friends. There were three of them including Duncan. Rogue was clearly upset and about to say something back when Remy brought a finger to her lips. He turned around and looked at Duncan.
"Scuse me mon ami, but what did y' say to dis belle femme here?" Remy asked very cold and threateningly. Duncan didn't seem intimidated.
"I said.hey look it's the Gothi.." Before Duncan could finish what he was saying Remy brought his middle finger up to his sunglasses, he pulled them slowly down to the bridge of his nose, allowing his red on black eyes to be seen. Duncan and his friends gasped. They flared as he spoke the next sentence.
"Dis lovely Gothic Femme, be very important t' me, y' understand jock boy. If Remy ever hears you speak ill of her again, I will make sure y' never play football again, I will also make sure de bank forecloses on y'r house, your pere and mamman will be jobless. Y' will never attend college. One day y' well end up in de gutter." Remy let his eyes flare up one more time before pushing his sunglasses back into place. "Trust me mon ami, de Son of Satan has amazing powers, and dat be what I am, no mutant, I be de living breathing Spawn of de Devil. Don't Push Remy, cuz he'll push back."
Duncan and his friends scrambled away not really knowing if they should believe him or not, but when they looked into Remy's eyes and heard his voice speak, they were filled with a fear that they had never known before. It was a fear that Remy placed with in them courtesy of his empathy, but no one needed to know that.
"Wow, Remy.ah mean no one has ever stood up for meh before!" Rogue said as she playfully punched his arm, "Thank Yah, but ah coulda handled it meh self"
Remy turned back to face Rogue, he placed his hand on her shoulder, he was surprised when she didn't even flinch, which he noticed she did a lot when someone approached her. "Come on chere, dat was de most fun Remy have in a long time. Sides, y' be t' beautiful t' see all angry." At that comment Rogue looked down and began to blush. Remy took a gloved finger; he brought it to her chin and raised it so she was looking at him.
"Y' even cuter when y' blush ma chere." Remy said very softly.
Rogue looked into his eyes, very deeply, and surprised him when all she said was. "Thank yah."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N well that's another chapter. I hope who ever is reading this is enjoying it. And please review.
