I still don't own the x-men they belong to Marvel. I'm making no profit from this. Thankyou everyone who has reviewed!!! This is my first fan-fic so bear with me. On with the show…
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Gambit scored again and the crowd goes wild he chuckled to himself. Gambit caught the basketball as it bounced back towards him. His thoughts weren't really on the game it was more a distraction then anything, something to keep his hands busy. The mansion was on high alert still so there was no going to town. Not that he would even think about it, he wanted to stay close to the mansion in case they got any word on Rogue. His heart ached just thinking of her name. His heart ached because she had broken his heart, but his heart also ached because he missed her. Only his heart he figured could feel two very contrary feelings for the same person at the same time. He grinned to himself as he made another basket.
He couldn't help but remember one of the first basketball games he had ever played here. It had involved him, Rogue, Wolverine and Jubilee. Jubilee and him had been on a team and Logan and Rogue had been on a team. Rogue had gotten mad at him because she was claiming he was only winning because of his super agility. The conflict had naturally only progressed from there. But at the end of it Rogue had accepted his proposal of a date. In true x-men style it would be some time before they actually got to go on that date but it was the first step.
After making another basket the basketball bounced back to him so he retrieved it and decided to go inside and get a drink. Gambit moved silently towards the kitchen trying to decide what to drink. Something with a kick was out since he needed to be sober in case of an emergency. He debated tea, soda, coffee but he was leaning towards water since he was sweaty and hot. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted as he heard voices coming from the kitchen.
"Its all his fault Rogue's even gone!" Bobby exclaimed.
"Everyone knows its his fault, its just some people don't want to admit it to themselves." Betsy said.
"If something has happened to her, he better watch out for some friendly fire in the danger room that's all I can say!" Warren said.
"I don't even know why he hangs around here, its not like anyone really wants him here. Even Storm is tired of his antics, this last revelation was even too much for her if you ask me. But unfortunately she's just too nice to say anything to him." Bobby said.
Gambit leaned against the wall quietly he knew things were different between him and Storm but he just thought it would take some time until things were back to normal. Maybe Stormy just didn't know how to tell him she wanted him to leave. Gambit looked down at the floor maybe he shouldn't call her Stormy anymore maybe he had lost that right. He wasn't surprised about Bobby, Betsy and Warren wanting him to go or die, preferably die from the sound of it, but from what they said maybe the whole house didn't want him here. Gambit felt a stab of pain in his heart no one ever wanted him around. It made him feel like a little boy again, when he was little when he wasn't busy trying to get by, he would go watch the families at the park just doing family things he hadn't ever gotten to do and they were so close he could almost pretend he was a part of them, until dusk when everyone got in their cars and left him at the park all alone, that's how he felt right now.
"Oh, definitely even Storm is angry with him. Maybe if we talked to everyone and got a majority vote of wanting him gone we could say goodbye to our resident headache." Betsy said.
Gambit listened silently to their verbal agreements around the room. Great, this is just what I need. Maybe I should leave, he had thought about leaving before but the truth of the matter was this place was his home, that this was his family. He wanted it to work out here.
"Well, he can't know about what were doing. If he finds out he will be prepared and will have an answer for everything, he is just that conniving." Warren said.
The hate trio continued gabbing away in the kitchen about their favorite subject which was Gambit, so Gambit debated heading back to the boathouse but then he remembered the reason he had headed here in the first place his glass of water. Gambit decided he was thirsty and he had as much right to be here as any of them. So he held his head up and walked into the kitchen.
He smiled internally at their reaction to him walking into the kitchen in the middle of their conversation about him. They all looked up guiltily and then Bobby lamely tried to segue way into another conversation as if they hadn't been talking about him. Gambit simply ignored them and walked over to the pantry. He knew what they were wondering if he had overheard them. He picked his glass out of the cabinet and filled it with ice still not glancing over at the hateful trio. Bobby continued babbling about some video game, which so didn't sound like something Betsy and Warren would be talking about. Gambit turned on the faucet and filled his glass with water still feeling their eyes on his back, this move seemed to silence Bobby apparently since he stopped chattering aimlessly. Gambit turned around and leaned up against the counter casually and began to drink his water. He lowered his glass and flashed the hate trio his 'I know something look' and brought the glass back to his lips and began drinking again. The hate trio stood motionless as if transfixed on his act of simply drinking water. They glanced at each other before Bobby spoke, "So, you thirsty Gambit?"
"Yep." Gambit said non-chalantly.
"So I guess that's why you came in here?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, I'm clever 'dat way." Gambit responded. Bobby started laughing a very forced laugh and said, "I get it! Water, the kitchen being clever." Gambit chose to look at him like he was crazy because in all likely hood he was.
"Your all sweaty, have you been outside?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, I was shooting some hoops." Gambit replied casually. He actually wondered how long Bobby was gonna stand here and act friendly like to him.
"You must have been running. You're such a fast runner. So did you run into the kitchen or walk?" Bobby asked. Gambit had to make himself not laugh at Bobby's attempt at being sneaky. He was obviously trying to find out if Gambit had overheard them or not. He decided he would play along.
"You think I'm a fast runner?" Gambit asked enjoying this more than he should.
"Yeah." Bobby said not liking giving Gambit a compliment. Gambit pretended to be thinking very strongly about Bobby's question as he said, "Gee, I guess it was more of a fast walk than anything. Maybe it was more of a trot now that I think about it."
"Well you're here now aren't you?" Betsy said knowing full well Gambit was picking at poor, clueless Bobby.
"That I am." Gambit said returning Betsy's forced smile. An uncomfortable silence fell over the room as Gambit tried to remember some idle small talk he had heard about one of them that they could talk about, "So I hear you two are going to a broadway show this weekend?" Gambit asked as he gestured at Warren and Betsy. Warren stiffened at the mere mention of his name on Gambit's lips and seemed to instantly begin sulking.
"Yes, that's right. Warren had to get tickets reserved over a year ago its so exclusive to get in." Betsy bragged despite herself. Blah, blah, blah Gambit thought as she went on and on about how exclusive it was. Gambit being very unimpressed tuned out most of what was actually being said, and relied heavily on merely nodding to appear as if he was engulfed by the conversation. Gambit watched the hate trio as they had relaxed dramatically and were every now and then throwing in their little jabs at Gambit again. Gambit looked at the clock on the microwave, they had been friendly to him for nearly eight minutes that was a new record he thought. The conversation continued until Gambit was certain the hate trio was convinced he hadn't overheard them. Gambit picked up his glass and poured himself another glass of water and leaned against the counter again. This motion once again seemed to fascinate Bobby, Warren and Betsy as he had their undivided attention. Gambit took a sip, smirked and said, "So… hear any good gossip lately?"
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So what do you think? Do you want me to keep writing? Is there a certain character you would really like to see? Everyone who was in the first chapter will be in this story. But if a certain character is mentioned a lot in a review that people want to see a character may become a bigger player in the story. Also feel free to mention a character that's not in this story if you would really like to see them. Thanks again for the previous reviews and I would as always, appreciate more reviews, thanks!
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Gambit scored again and the crowd goes wild he chuckled to himself. Gambit caught the basketball as it bounced back towards him. His thoughts weren't really on the game it was more a distraction then anything, something to keep his hands busy. The mansion was on high alert still so there was no going to town. Not that he would even think about it, he wanted to stay close to the mansion in case they got any word on Rogue. His heart ached just thinking of her name. His heart ached because she had broken his heart, but his heart also ached because he missed her. Only his heart he figured could feel two very contrary feelings for the same person at the same time. He grinned to himself as he made another basket.
He couldn't help but remember one of the first basketball games he had ever played here. It had involved him, Rogue, Wolverine and Jubilee. Jubilee and him had been on a team and Logan and Rogue had been on a team. Rogue had gotten mad at him because she was claiming he was only winning because of his super agility. The conflict had naturally only progressed from there. But at the end of it Rogue had accepted his proposal of a date. In true x-men style it would be some time before they actually got to go on that date but it was the first step.
After making another basket the basketball bounced back to him so he retrieved it and decided to go inside and get a drink. Gambit moved silently towards the kitchen trying to decide what to drink. Something with a kick was out since he needed to be sober in case of an emergency. He debated tea, soda, coffee but he was leaning towards water since he was sweaty and hot. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted as he heard voices coming from the kitchen.
"Its all his fault Rogue's even gone!" Bobby exclaimed.
"Everyone knows its his fault, its just some people don't want to admit it to themselves." Betsy said.
"If something has happened to her, he better watch out for some friendly fire in the danger room that's all I can say!" Warren said.
"I don't even know why he hangs around here, its not like anyone really wants him here. Even Storm is tired of his antics, this last revelation was even too much for her if you ask me. But unfortunately she's just too nice to say anything to him." Bobby said.
Gambit leaned against the wall quietly he knew things were different between him and Storm but he just thought it would take some time until things were back to normal. Maybe Stormy just didn't know how to tell him she wanted him to leave. Gambit looked down at the floor maybe he shouldn't call her Stormy anymore maybe he had lost that right. He wasn't surprised about Bobby, Betsy and Warren wanting him to go or die, preferably die from the sound of it, but from what they said maybe the whole house didn't want him here. Gambit felt a stab of pain in his heart no one ever wanted him around. It made him feel like a little boy again, when he was little when he wasn't busy trying to get by, he would go watch the families at the park just doing family things he hadn't ever gotten to do and they were so close he could almost pretend he was a part of them, until dusk when everyone got in their cars and left him at the park all alone, that's how he felt right now.
"Oh, definitely even Storm is angry with him. Maybe if we talked to everyone and got a majority vote of wanting him gone we could say goodbye to our resident headache." Betsy said.
Gambit listened silently to their verbal agreements around the room. Great, this is just what I need. Maybe I should leave, he had thought about leaving before but the truth of the matter was this place was his home, that this was his family. He wanted it to work out here.
"Well, he can't know about what were doing. If he finds out he will be prepared and will have an answer for everything, he is just that conniving." Warren said.
The hate trio continued gabbing away in the kitchen about their favorite subject which was Gambit, so Gambit debated heading back to the boathouse but then he remembered the reason he had headed here in the first place his glass of water. Gambit decided he was thirsty and he had as much right to be here as any of them. So he held his head up and walked into the kitchen.
He smiled internally at their reaction to him walking into the kitchen in the middle of their conversation about him. They all looked up guiltily and then Bobby lamely tried to segue way into another conversation as if they hadn't been talking about him. Gambit simply ignored them and walked over to the pantry. He knew what they were wondering if he had overheard them. He picked his glass out of the cabinet and filled it with ice still not glancing over at the hateful trio. Bobby continued babbling about some video game, which so didn't sound like something Betsy and Warren would be talking about. Gambit turned on the faucet and filled his glass with water still feeling their eyes on his back, this move seemed to silence Bobby apparently since he stopped chattering aimlessly. Gambit turned around and leaned up against the counter casually and began to drink his water. He lowered his glass and flashed the hate trio his 'I know something look' and brought the glass back to his lips and began drinking again. The hate trio stood motionless as if transfixed on his act of simply drinking water. They glanced at each other before Bobby spoke, "So, you thirsty Gambit?"
"Yep." Gambit said non-chalantly.
"So I guess that's why you came in here?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, I'm clever 'dat way." Gambit responded. Bobby started laughing a very forced laugh and said, "I get it! Water, the kitchen being clever." Gambit chose to look at him like he was crazy because in all likely hood he was.
"Your all sweaty, have you been outside?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, I was shooting some hoops." Gambit replied casually. He actually wondered how long Bobby was gonna stand here and act friendly like to him.
"You must have been running. You're such a fast runner. So did you run into the kitchen or walk?" Bobby asked. Gambit had to make himself not laugh at Bobby's attempt at being sneaky. He was obviously trying to find out if Gambit had overheard them or not. He decided he would play along.
"You think I'm a fast runner?" Gambit asked enjoying this more than he should.
"Yeah." Bobby said not liking giving Gambit a compliment. Gambit pretended to be thinking very strongly about Bobby's question as he said, "Gee, I guess it was more of a fast walk than anything. Maybe it was more of a trot now that I think about it."
"Well you're here now aren't you?" Betsy said knowing full well Gambit was picking at poor, clueless Bobby.
"That I am." Gambit said returning Betsy's forced smile. An uncomfortable silence fell over the room as Gambit tried to remember some idle small talk he had heard about one of them that they could talk about, "So I hear you two are going to a broadway show this weekend?" Gambit asked as he gestured at Warren and Betsy. Warren stiffened at the mere mention of his name on Gambit's lips and seemed to instantly begin sulking.
"Yes, that's right. Warren had to get tickets reserved over a year ago its so exclusive to get in." Betsy bragged despite herself. Blah, blah, blah Gambit thought as she went on and on about how exclusive it was. Gambit being very unimpressed tuned out most of what was actually being said, and relied heavily on merely nodding to appear as if he was engulfed by the conversation. Gambit watched the hate trio as they had relaxed dramatically and were every now and then throwing in their little jabs at Gambit again. Gambit looked at the clock on the microwave, they had been friendly to him for nearly eight minutes that was a new record he thought. The conversation continued until Gambit was certain the hate trio was convinced he hadn't overheard them. Gambit picked up his glass and poured himself another glass of water and leaned against the counter again. This motion once again seemed to fascinate Bobby, Warren and Betsy as he had their undivided attention. Gambit took a sip, smirked and said, "So… hear any good gossip lately?"
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So what do you think? Do you want me to keep writing? Is there a certain character you would really like to see? Everyone who was in the first chapter will be in this story. But if a certain character is mentioned a lot in a review that people want to see a character may become a bigger player in the story. Also feel free to mention a character that's not in this story if you would really like to see them. Thanks again for the previous reviews and I would as always, appreciate more reviews, thanks!