Remy arrived at the mansion just as the others were pulling into the
driveway, he was quick enough to pick the lock on the door and get inside
before getting caught in the headlights of the X-van.
He made his way up to Rogue and Kitty's room, being careful not to disturb the still sleeping girl in his arms.
He set Rogue on her bed, he guessed it was hers from the way that side of the room was decorated, all punk-rock and Goth, it clashed terribly with the side of the room that was all pop-hip hop and Valley girl.
Rogue woke up as soon as he set her down, she opened her mouth to say something but he put a gloved finger on her parted lips, "Get some rest, everyone's home already, I'll take care of the explaining"
She closed her eyes and a hint of a smile played at the corners of her mouth, he had to get out of there quickly to keep from kissing her, *Damn, Cher`e* he chuckled to himself, *Why do have to look so good? You got this Cajun wrapped around your finger*
Remy headed back downstairs, doing his best not to think about what Rogue had said Trask did to her, after all he had been part of the reason why she ended up in that hell hole, and now it was tearing him apart.
"Where's the kid, bub?" the question was followed by a low growl as Wolverine stepped in front if him and shot out his claws, Gambit wasn't in the least bit surprised, being the master thief that he was, he always had at least part of his concentration on observing all the movements around him.
"The femme be asleep, mon ami" Remy answered without missing a beat, he had his smooth, cocky attitude back, it was a natural transition for him, 'never let 'em see you sweat' it was one of the many rules that was trained into him as a child.
Logan was about to threaten the handsome Cajun, like he did every other man that even looked at Rogue the wrong way, but Ororo cut him off, "I am sure Rogue's fine"
Her voice was gentle yet stern as her and Logan exchanged glares, he grunted and retracted his claws, "I'll be watchin' you, Gumbo"
The older mutant walked out of the room and Storm followed with her arms crossed, it looked as if she was planning to give him a lecture away from where the students could hear, *Don't know how much lecturing she'll get in with all the passion that's flyin' between those two* Remy thought with a smirk, he could sense it even without his empathy.
"Maybe you would like to tell us where Rogue and you were" it was more of a statement than a question, and surprisingly enough it had come from Magneto, he saw the expectant expressions all of the students were giving him, but he knew they already knew, they just wanted to see if he was gonna lie.
"Me and the belle were at that dock outside of town, though I don't think I should tell you what we were doing with such young children present" he grinned wickedly, he noticed the blond guy with the wings was giving him a jealous/angry kind of look, Remy gave a mental chuckle, *So the Angel's got a crush, huh? I could have fun with this*
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Rogue dragged herself out of bed early the next morning and was the first in the bathroom, *Thank God!* she thought, *I'm finally gonna get a hot shower*
She stepped into the tub after stripping and taking her bandages off, she didn't even wince as she scrubbed the dried blood away, she was reflexively pushing the bad memories of her confinement out of her mind.
That's how she protected herself, she just didn't think about the bad stuff, she dealt with the pain for as long as she could stand, then pushed it away as the water danced across her skin and she took her time to soak in it's warmth.
It was Saturday so she didn't have to worry about training session till this afternoon, and no school, *This just might turn out to be a good day after all*
When she was done with her shower she got dressed and rushed downstairs only to find a kitchen full of men, *Damn, maybe not* it was bad enough she had to deal with Kitty every morning, try a room of untamed, rowdy, act- like-I'm-on-a-sugar-high mutant boys.
St. John, Bobby, Kurt, Ray, Roberto, Jamie, Sam, Remy, and Warren, *No Logan, no Ororo, not even Colossus? Guess all the sane ones decided to sleep in today*
The kitchen was loud and energetic, St. John and Bobby were fighting over the last bowl of Cinnamon toast Crunch, Bobby kept trying to freeze Pyro's hands but the Australian always melted his attempts in mid-air.
Kurt had obviously made off with Ray's breakfast because he was bamfing around the kitchen while Berzerker was yelling for him to come back.
Someone's toast popped up and both Sam and Roberto lunged for it, knocking over Jamie in the process causing seven more little clone boys to appear.
Rogue maneuvered her way around the seven fighting teens and managed to get to the fridge without being frozen, burned or bumped.
"So, the lovely Petite decided to honor us with her presence this morning" Remy said, handing her a glass before she could even think about reaching one, she smiled her thanks and allowed a slight blush though it couldn't be seen through her make up.
She poured herself some orange juice and sat down across from Warren, "What are ya'll doing up so early?"
"Too many people living in one place, guess we thought it'd be easier eating in shifts" Angel answered, Rogue giggled, "Yea, that's really helped" she said in a sarcastic voice, motioning to Pyro, Iceman, Cannonball, and Multiple.
*Kurt and Ray must've taken it to the living room*
Warren just shrugged and smiled, "Well it's worth it now that you're here" Rogue blushed again, *What is with this, two compliments within five minutes of each other* she gave herself a mental bash, *They're just being friendly, geez you're getting lonelier* this line of thinking erased the rest of her good mood, "Better get ready for Danger Room session" she commented out loud, plastering on a smile and finishing off her drink.
"Something wrong, Cher`e?" Remy asked, concern in his voice, Rogue brushed his question off, "Of course not" she lied and headed back to her room.
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Remy frowned as he watched Rogue go, he sensed the change in her mood, she had been playful and a bit happy one minute, witch he knew was rare for her, then about two minutes after Warren's comment she had turned back into isolated Goth mode.
Suddenly the kitchen was flooded with people, Gambit discreetly left before anyone noticed him.
He found Rogue at the top of the staircase, "Thought you were getting ready for the Danger Room" he said coming to sit beside her, she shrugged and twisted her gloved fingers together.
*Something's definitely making her upset* he thought, he waited, that's the only thing he could do, he had seen his mother comfort people so many times, and she said the best thing to do is wait, let them come to you.
This was a whole new tactic for Remy, he'd never waited for anything in his life, he just reached out and grabbed it, but he already knew Rogue well enough to know you couldn't push the girl to do anything she didn't want to, she was way to stubborn for that.
And there was something nagging at him that he would not admit to himself, he didn't want to hurt Rogue, he cared about her too much, although he chose to ignore the fact. After a few minutes Gambit got impatient with her silence, "If there's something bothering you, you can talk to me about it, Cher`e"
"Ah'm fine" Rogue said, her voice not betraying any emotion, she got up and went to her room.
"Merde" Remy muttered as soon as she closed the door.
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Rogue could've killed herself right at that moment, *Well you can add him to the list of people who are 'just-trying-to-help'!* she yelled inside her mind.
*Why did you go and do a stupid thing like that last night, he's your enemy for crying out loud! You let him in and now he's just gonna pester you for a while and betray you like everyone else in your life!*
Rogue picked up one of her CDs, she needed music to keep from throwing something, she hit play on her radio and cranked the volume, Avril Lavigne began to play, she flipped through the tracks until she found the beat that fit her mood best.
_ All I did was walk over
Start off by shakin' your hand
Had a smile on my face
And I sat up straight
I wanted to know you
I wanted to show you
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way you'd just shut me up
Make me go away You don't know me
No I just don't understand why you wont talk to me
It hurts
I'm so unwanted for nothing
Don't talk words against me
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way you'd just shut me up
Make me go away
I tried to belong it didn't seem wrong
My head aches
It's been so long I write this song
If that's what it takes_
"Turn that frigging thing down!" yelled Logan from the hallway, Rogue wanted to bump it up a notch instead, just to be rebellious, but she didn't want to get grounded so she shut the music off all together.
She still felt upset though, she had done enough mental beating to last the day, her scolding half decided to take a break for a while.
Rogue wanted to do something to forget, forget everything for the moment, she glanced at her clock, session started in three hours, *I could be back by then* she thought with a smile, she was too angry to deal with people right now anyway.
She might end up seriously injuring someone if she went downstairs in this mood, *I wonder if my contacts are still good*
Rogue went to her closet and pulled out a tight black, leather jacket, she slipped it on over her black shirt and grabbed some spiked bracelets from her top dresser drawer.
She spared a glance in the mirror and smiled, weaving a studded belt through the loops of the black stretch pants that flared out slightly around her ankles, she had only worn this outfit a couple of times, mostly to get fake I.D., that was only when she was in an extremely bad mood.
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(A/N: Awwww, yes, I am evil, he he he he he, so tell me what you think, but before you say it I know I'm making Rogue's character have constant mood swings, I figure that's what happens when her barriers are down and she's trying to get them back up (like that'll happen with Gambit around;)
He made his way up to Rogue and Kitty's room, being careful not to disturb the still sleeping girl in his arms.
He set Rogue on her bed, he guessed it was hers from the way that side of the room was decorated, all punk-rock and Goth, it clashed terribly with the side of the room that was all pop-hip hop and Valley girl.
Rogue woke up as soon as he set her down, she opened her mouth to say something but he put a gloved finger on her parted lips, "Get some rest, everyone's home already, I'll take care of the explaining"
She closed her eyes and a hint of a smile played at the corners of her mouth, he had to get out of there quickly to keep from kissing her, *Damn, Cher`e* he chuckled to himself, *Why do have to look so good? You got this Cajun wrapped around your finger*
Remy headed back downstairs, doing his best not to think about what Rogue had said Trask did to her, after all he had been part of the reason why she ended up in that hell hole, and now it was tearing him apart.
"Where's the kid, bub?" the question was followed by a low growl as Wolverine stepped in front if him and shot out his claws, Gambit wasn't in the least bit surprised, being the master thief that he was, he always had at least part of his concentration on observing all the movements around him.
"The femme be asleep, mon ami" Remy answered without missing a beat, he had his smooth, cocky attitude back, it was a natural transition for him, 'never let 'em see you sweat' it was one of the many rules that was trained into him as a child.
Logan was about to threaten the handsome Cajun, like he did every other man that even looked at Rogue the wrong way, but Ororo cut him off, "I am sure Rogue's fine"
Her voice was gentle yet stern as her and Logan exchanged glares, he grunted and retracted his claws, "I'll be watchin' you, Gumbo"
The older mutant walked out of the room and Storm followed with her arms crossed, it looked as if she was planning to give him a lecture away from where the students could hear, *Don't know how much lecturing she'll get in with all the passion that's flyin' between those two* Remy thought with a smirk, he could sense it even without his empathy.
"Maybe you would like to tell us where Rogue and you were" it was more of a statement than a question, and surprisingly enough it had come from Magneto, he saw the expectant expressions all of the students were giving him, but he knew they already knew, they just wanted to see if he was gonna lie.
"Me and the belle were at that dock outside of town, though I don't think I should tell you what we were doing with such young children present" he grinned wickedly, he noticed the blond guy with the wings was giving him a jealous/angry kind of look, Remy gave a mental chuckle, *So the Angel's got a crush, huh? I could have fun with this*
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Rogue dragged herself out of bed early the next morning and was the first in the bathroom, *Thank God!* she thought, *I'm finally gonna get a hot shower*
She stepped into the tub after stripping and taking her bandages off, she didn't even wince as she scrubbed the dried blood away, she was reflexively pushing the bad memories of her confinement out of her mind.
That's how she protected herself, she just didn't think about the bad stuff, she dealt with the pain for as long as she could stand, then pushed it away as the water danced across her skin and she took her time to soak in it's warmth.
It was Saturday so she didn't have to worry about training session till this afternoon, and no school, *This just might turn out to be a good day after all*
When she was done with her shower she got dressed and rushed downstairs only to find a kitchen full of men, *Damn, maybe not* it was bad enough she had to deal with Kitty every morning, try a room of untamed, rowdy, act- like-I'm-on-a-sugar-high mutant boys.
St. John, Bobby, Kurt, Ray, Roberto, Jamie, Sam, Remy, and Warren, *No Logan, no Ororo, not even Colossus? Guess all the sane ones decided to sleep in today*
The kitchen was loud and energetic, St. John and Bobby were fighting over the last bowl of Cinnamon toast Crunch, Bobby kept trying to freeze Pyro's hands but the Australian always melted his attempts in mid-air.
Kurt had obviously made off with Ray's breakfast because he was bamfing around the kitchen while Berzerker was yelling for him to come back.
Someone's toast popped up and both Sam and Roberto lunged for it, knocking over Jamie in the process causing seven more little clone boys to appear.
Rogue maneuvered her way around the seven fighting teens and managed to get to the fridge without being frozen, burned or bumped.
"So, the lovely Petite decided to honor us with her presence this morning" Remy said, handing her a glass before she could even think about reaching one, she smiled her thanks and allowed a slight blush though it couldn't be seen through her make up.
She poured herself some orange juice and sat down across from Warren, "What are ya'll doing up so early?"
"Too many people living in one place, guess we thought it'd be easier eating in shifts" Angel answered, Rogue giggled, "Yea, that's really helped" she said in a sarcastic voice, motioning to Pyro, Iceman, Cannonball, and Multiple.
*Kurt and Ray must've taken it to the living room*
Warren just shrugged and smiled, "Well it's worth it now that you're here" Rogue blushed again, *What is with this, two compliments within five minutes of each other* she gave herself a mental bash, *They're just being friendly, geez you're getting lonelier* this line of thinking erased the rest of her good mood, "Better get ready for Danger Room session" she commented out loud, plastering on a smile and finishing off her drink.
"Something wrong, Cher`e?" Remy asked, concern in his voice, Rogue brushed his question off, "Of course not" she lied and headed back to her room.
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Remy frowned as he watched Rogue go, he sensed the change in her mood, she had been playful and a bit happy one minute, witch he knew was rare for her, then about two minutes after Warren's comment she had turned back into isolated Goth mode.
Suddenly the kitchen was flooded with people, Gambit discreetly left before anyone noticed him.
He found Rogue at the top of the staircase, "Thought you were getting ready for the Danger Room" he said coming to sit beside her, she shrugged and twisted her gloved fingers together.
*Something's definitely making her upset* he thought, he waited, that's the only thing he could do, he had seen his mother comfort people so many times, and she said the best thing to do is wait, let them come to you.
This was a whole new tactic for Remy, he'd never waited for anything in his life, he just reached out and grabbed it, but he already knew Rogue well enough to know you couldn't push the girl to do anything she didn't want to, she was way to stubborn for that.
And there was something nagging at him that he would not admit to himself, he didn't want to hurt Rogue, he cared about her too much, although he chose to ignore the fact. After a few minutes Gambit got impatient with her silence, "If there's something bothering you, you can talk to me about it, Cher`e"
"Ah'm fine" Rogue said, her voice not betraying any emotion, she got up and went to her room.
"Merde" Remy muttered as soon as she closed the door.
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Rogue could've killed herself right at that moment, *Well you can add him to the list of people who are 'just-trying-to-help'!* she yelled inside her mind.
*Why did you go and do a stupid thing like that last night, he's your enemy for crying out loud! You let him in and now he's just gonna pester you for a while and betray you like everyone else in your life!*
Rogue picked up one of her CDs, she needed music to keep from throwing something, she hit play on her radio and cranked the volume, Avril Lavigne began to play, she flipped through the tracks until she found the beat that fit her mood best.
_ All I did was walk over
Start off by shakin' your hand
Had a smile on my face
And I sat up straight
I wanted to know you
I wanted to show you
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way you'd just shut me up
Make me go away You don't know me
No I just don't understand why you wont talk to me
It hurts
I'm so unwanted for nothing
Don't talk words against me
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
You don't want me there
You just shut me out
You don't know me
Don't ignore me
If you had your way you'd just shut me up
Make me go away
I tried to belong it didn't seem wrong
My head aches
It's been so long I write this song
If that's what it takes_
"Turn that frigging thing down!" yelled Logan from the hallway, Rogue wanted to bump it up a notch instead, just to be rebellious, but she didn't want to get grounded so she shut the music off all together.
She still felt upset though, she had done enough mental beating to last the day, her scolding half decided to take a break for a while.
Rogue wanted to do something to forget, forget everything for the moment, she glanced at her clock, session started in three hours, *I could be back by then* she thought with a smile, she was too angry to deal with people right now anyway.
She might end up seriously injuring someone if she went downstairs in this mood, *I wonder if my contacts are still good*
Rogue went to her closet and pulled out a tight black, leather jacket, she slipped it on over her black shirt and grabbed some spiked bracelets from her top dresser drawer.
She spared a glance in the mirror and smiled, weaving a studded belt through the loops of the black stretch pants that flared out slightly around her ankles, she had only worn this outfit a couple of times, mostly to get fake I.D., that was only when she was in an extremely bad mood.
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(A/N: Awwww, yes, I am evil, he he he he he, so tell me what you think, but before you say it I know I'm making Rogue's character have constant mood swings, I figure that's what happens when her barriers are down and she's trying to get them back up (like that'll happen with Gambit around;)