Implied

Author's Note: Thank you so much for the support! I'm glad people actually like it!

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" Wakey-wakey!"

Rogue groaned as she turned over in her bed. She tried to feel for her blanket, but found that her roommate had taken it.

" Y'all had better written out yo' wills," Rogue threatened.

" Like, everyone is talking about what you did to Remy!" Kitty squealed. " I like, still can't believe that you kicked him there!"

" Ya, well yo' gonna find out what he felt lahke if y'all don't leave me alone," Rogue replied as she took back her covers and pulled them over her head.

" Don't you like, think he's sooo hot?" Kitty asked as she sat down on Rogue's bed. " He has this dreamy accent… I wonder if he's from Paris? You know, like the city of love?"

" Ah doubt it," Rogue said, her voice muffled from the blanket. " He's from the Bayou in Louisiana, New Orleans, probably."

" Well Jubilee's like, taking bets whether Jean's going to flirt with him, and whether like, Scott gets jealous!"

Rogue stiffened at the mere mention of Scott's name. " Kitty, Ah will stuff mah shoe in yo' mouth if y'all don't leave in 5 seconds!"

Kitty, being used to Rogue's grouchy outlook on life, just smiled and made her way towards the door. " Oh, like, by the way… Kurt and I already took your gothic clothes and like burned them."

Rogue sat upright and stared at the valley girl who was now out of the path of danger. She ran towards her closet and found her favorite outfits were indeed missing and replaced by light colored clothing bought from GAP and Old Navy.

" Kitty!"

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Remy couldn't believe that he was being sent back to high school. He was 19 now, pretty much an adult who could lead his own life.

" Like, I wonder if she'll kill us during school time."

Remy's interest peaked when he heard Kitty's comment. He looked towards the group walking towards a red convertible and found his roommate, Kurt, walking alongside the brunette.

" Vhell, I'm not sure, but I do not vant to stick around to find out," Kurt replied.

" Allo, mes amis," Remy said as he walked towards the couple.

" Oh, like, hey Remy!" Kitty said happily. " Like, what's up?"

Kurt glared at Remy and frowned. " You! You deserved vhat you got last night! Heeting on my shwester like zat!"

Remy grimaced as he remembered the pain he had to endure all night. He was still a little sore, but he would live.

" Gambit enjoys a good challenge," Remy replied smoothly. " Ma Chere be proclaiming her undying love soon."

" Not bloody likely, Gumbo."

Remy turned around to see Logan growling at him disapprovingly. He held his leather jacket and eyed Remy from head to toe.

" Ah, M. Logan," Remy said, feeling uncomfortable at the feral man's gaze.

" You better keep your paws off Stripes, she ain't the kind of kid you can play with," Logan said as he walked back inside the mansion.

" Remy feel like de world be against him…" Remy muttered.

" We're just fond of Rogue," another male voice said. Remy faced a young boy, a bit too young for Rogue. " I'm Jamie. Rogue's really nice… "

The wind blew past him, making his trench coat flutter against his body. As he saw the cars leave, the convertible was left waiting.

" Who you be waitin' fo' homme?" Remy asked Scott, who sat patiently in his car.

" We're just like, waiting for Jean," Kitty replied for Scott, who was glaring at the Cajun. " She's kind of late today."

As if on cue, the red-head came running down the steps, wearing her usual outfit; Khakis and a long sleeved shirt.

" Bonjour Mlle," Remy said politely.

" Hello Remy, are you feeling well?" Jean asked sweetly. ' Remy bet she be de teacher's pet' Remy thought, being careful not to project his thoughts.

" Oui, merci," Remy replied.

" Come on, we're late already," Scott said through gritted teeth and started the car. " See you in school, Gambit."

Remy nodded and watched as the car sped off. He went towards the garage and took out his motorcycle. He was about to ride on, when he spotted Rogue's head peaking out of the door. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the house.

Remy almost choked as he saw her. She wore a black skirt, along with knee-high strap sandals. She wore a dark white spaghetti strap tank-top that showed off her creamy shoulders. Looking both ways, Rogue started walking, but Remy decided to show himself.

" Allo cherie," he said.

Rogue yelped in surprised and turned around. Her cheeks here red and she was constantly rubbing her arms.

" Cold?" he asked, taking off his trench-coat and placing it on her. Rogue eyed him curiously and shook her head.

" What do you care?" she asked venomously. Remy shrugged and leaned on his bike.

" Not dat Remy's complainin' Chere, but why de change of clothing?" Remy asked, pointing to Rogue's revealing outfit.

"Evah since the professah an' I worked on mah control, Kit-kat's been tryin' to change my wardrobe," Rogue explained, not knowing why. " Kit-kat an' my dear brother decided to burn all mah clothes, 'cept fo' this little thing."

" D'you wan' Remy give you a ride?" Remy asked, smirking at Rogue's dilemma.

Rogue sighed as she looked at herself. " Sure, why not? But Ah'm warning you Swamp rat, Logan taught me how ta fahgt (fight) dirty so I can beat ya!"

"Chere, Remy hope you can play dirty too," Remy whispered in her ear.

' Just you wait, chere…' Remy thought. 'You will be mine'

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Author's Note: nothing much really happened, but I have to eat dinner, so until next upload!