Implied

Author's Note: I loved your reviews, made me realize I loved the Nutcracker chapter waaaay too much. I'm still laughing at the mental image! Plus Logan in those boxers… man… Enjoy! By the way: Thanks to Isndahalf for the Karaoke suggestion!

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Rogue couldn't stomach another half-hour of Scott looking over her shoulders. For a guy she was once crazy about, he was very annoying… made her wonder why she even liked him in the first place.

' Guy can't even hold a candle to my fighting,' she thought. ' Remy's late'

Remy was indeed late. She was supposed to be swearing at him in French by now. ' Guess he backed off.'

She was about to go upstairs to her room, but her body itched for a fight. She'd been moody and tense all day in nothing but a mini skirt and a lousy tank top.

' I deserve a time off,' she thought as she silently crept off towards the Danger room, hoping it was empty. She went towards the locker rooms and grabbed her new uniform. She had decided to change the colors and its style. Sure, it was comfortable but it didn't provide any flexibility.

So, she asked Ororo to help her design a new one. It was darker, and it fit her mood. She crept inside the Danger Room, knowing that the next session wasn't for another hour or two.

" Level One"

She took a deep breath and soon, she was in a room, similar to the Bayville gym. Suddenly, three figures, a holographic image of Lance Alvers, St. John Allderyce and Mystique came on.

' This is gonna be hard…' she thought, as she remembered to take off the safety.

She had asked Logan to prepare a program just for her, considering her powers weren't really of much use when she was farther away from her targets.

" Roguey"

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Remy laughed as the women in the institute began to tell him tales of how they were recruited. Scott frowned as he entered the room.

" Aren't you forgetting something, LeBeau?" Scott asked, crossing his arms over his muscled chest.

" Merde! Rogue!" Remy exclaimed, getting the girls's attention. " Remy s'posed t'be tutorin' de fille!"

Kitty squealed and gave Jubilee a smug superior look. " Like, I knew she would agree!"

Remy excused himself from the crowd and began to run towards the kitchen. He deflated as soon as he saw it empty.

" If you're lookin' for Stripes, she's in the Danger room, muttering about killing some Creole," Logan said as he popped out of nowhere, dragging heavy machinery.

" What dat for, homme?" Remy asked, before running towards the Danger Room.

" Oh, its for Chuck's Karaoke set. We're gonna celebrate Stripes' control," Logan said as he smirked at Remy. " You should hear that girl sing, it's like… I don't know…"

Remy blinked as he saw Logan wipe a tear from his eyes. " Remy be goin' now."

Jubilee came in and almost bumped into Remy as he ran past her. She sat down on the stools and sighed.

" What's eatin' ya?" Logan asked gruffly, taking a breather.

" You know about the bets right?" she asked, Logan nodded. " Well, Kitty's ahead because Remy's tutoring Rogue, so she has an advantage, and so does Jean because Scott's tutoring Rogue too! But I bet for Pietro and he hasn't even talked to her once!"

Logan chuckled. " Well, if it makes any difference, I made a bet on Daniels and he's not even going near Stripes… 'course… I did threaten to chop off his legs if he even smiled at her…"

No one noticed the breeze that blew past them, not even Wolverine… who was obsessed with his Karaoke set.

" Hey kid," he said as Jubilee was about to leave.

" yeah?"

" What do you think?" Logan asked as he held up two CDs. " Aqua or Brittany Spears?"

Jubilee's eyes bugged out and her jaw hit the floor. " Y-you're joking right?"

" No, Snookums loves Brittany Spears," Logan said as he suddenly had hearts in his eyes, just thinking of Ororo.

" Did someone call me?" Ororo asked, stepping in the kitchen through the back porch. She saw the Brittany Spears CD and began to squeal like a schoolgirl. " Oh Pumpkin! You got her CD! I know someone who's going to get an early Christmas present!"

Jubilee shuddered and ran out of the room screaming.

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" Level 6"

Rogue wiped the film of sweat forming on her brows and prepared for a surprise attack. She'd never gotten past level 5. Everything past that was a surprise to her.

She was unaware of other people in the room as she began to dodge metal blades and various objects being thrown at her.

Remy admired her gracefulness and had to admit that she was good.

'very good' he thought.

Pietro, however already knew that Rogue was great in combat. He had been on the receiving end of most of her attacks. He saw a blade coming behind her, and decided to help her out. Speeding towards her, he carried her out of the line of danger.

" Pietro? What are ya doin' here?!" she asked as she held onto his neck.

Remy glared jealously at the silver haired boy. " Remy think y'should leave, mon ami."

Pietro glared back at the Cajun and let Rogue down gently. " Yea? What if I refuse?"

Rogue saw two blocks being thrown towards the both of them and was about to yell a warning, but it was too late.

Remy did a back flip and managed to dodge the block, but unfortunately for Pietro, both of the blocks hit him on both sides of his head.

" Dats got to hurt," Remy commented, grimacing as Pietro stumbled a bit, before facing Rogue with a stupid expression on his face.

" Hi there," he said sexily. " I can't get in my pants… can I get in yours?"

Rogue blinked and smiled sweetly before punching him in the face, making him fall flat on his back.

" Merde… de boy mus've been hit hard." Remy said as he observed the three bumps on the boy's face.

Rogue shrugged. " His fault. Ah mean, that was a lame pickup line."

Remy agreed and placed his arm on Rogue's shoulder. " Remy agree, de boy could've gone wit' ' I got a new mattress, care t' test it wit' me?'"

Rogue shrugged his arm off of her shoulders and turned towards him, noticing he had a card in his hand. A seductive smile spread on her face as she turned to Remy. He took a step back and gulped audibly, remembering the first time she had 'seduced' him.

Rogue traced up Remy's chest and leaned her body towards his.

" Remy?" she asked, her voice low.

"Y-yeah?" Remy asked, his throat going dry.

" Careful not to blow your hand off," she whispered as she turned towards the door, deactivating the program and sashaying back towards her locker.

Remy had to think before he realized that he had accidentally charged the Ace of Spades in his hand. He threw it before it blew and ducked for cover. He took a deep breath and looked down at his now constricted pants.

' Merde'

He shook his head and left for the bathroom, leaving an unconscious Pietro on the floor of the Danger Room.

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Author's Note: ^-^ don't get me wrong.. I love this story, but I can't keep my brain working with these sudden stupid nothings… they don't have anything to do with the plot! Its like… Jim Carey moments in 007 romance moments… ^-^;; oh yeah, that's the whole point…