Answer to Reviews: I agree that the affect of Rogue's confinement in
Trask's lab would have been more traumatizing, but it's natural for her to
push stuff like that out of her head until it comes back in a sudden rush
and then she's forced to deal with it, that's what I'm planning on having
done.
About my Grammar, I could fix that but I don't really feel like it, not to offend anybody, if it annoys you the only thing I can suggest is stop reading.
Also, the reason why Xavier gave in so easily to Rogue's request for some time of school is because he sensed she needed it and felt it would help her focus better.
( A/N: Thanks for the fantastic reviews, love ya'll:)
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Kitty got home from school in a better mood then when she had left, she bounced up to Rogue's and her room, phasing through Logan who was fixing their door.
"Like, guess what happened" she said, plopping down next to Rogue, who was sitting on the floor, sketching in her art pad.
"Sabertooth crashed the school and buried Principle Kelly alive?" the Goth asked with mock hopefulness.
Kitty rolled her eyes, "No, Peter came by at lunch to, like, check up on me, isn't that, like, so sweet? And like why is Mr. Logan fixing our door again?"
"Ah accidentally tripped and knocked a lamp over, he came barging in thinkin' it was an attack" "Oh, well, anyway" Kitty babbled on and Rogue tuned the girl out, concentrating on the picture she was drawing of Jamie, Rhane, and Amara.
She had seen the three younger students walking out of the mansion yesterday with their arms linked, she thought it had made a cute picture and decided to draw it.
She was just about finished sketching the mansion in the back round when something Kitty said caught her attention, "The Brotherhood's what?!"
"They, like, let 'em back in school", Rogue groaned and leaned her head against her bed frame, "Maybe Ah should ask for another week off" Kitty stood up and tossed her homework on her own bed, "Oh no you don't, if I have to, like, put up with them, then so do you"
Rogue continued with her drawing, "Ah think you'll have to keep me from making Pietro suffer a slow and painful death"
Kitty put her hands on her hips, "Now why would I want to do that? I practically saved the guys life and all he can say is, like, that I'm slow, I could care less if the idiot died"
Rogue smirked but didn't comment further.
Kitty set to work on her math and a comfortable silence fell between the two, everything was calm until a few hours latter when Bobby called up the stairs, "DINNER'S READY!" then all hell broke loose.
Hungry kids raced down the halls and staircases, using their powers and just about everything else to be the first ones at the table.
Rogue and Kitty shared an amused glance, "Why don't we take a shortcut?" Rogue asked, grabbing Kitty's hand, the Valley Girl smiled and phased straight down, arriving in Kurt's room.
Right before the blue boy was about to teleport into the dinning room, Kitty snatched his elbow and they ended up being the first ones to arrive, just as the rest of the students tumbled, burst, tripped, and flew through the door.
"Alright!" Kurt gloated, wagging his tail triumphantly, "Da Fuzzy Von rocks" the others groaned, "Hey, don't, like, hog the glory, we got here first too" Kitty said.
Everybody started taking seats while the grown ups supervised, making sure no fights broke out, Rogue saw Gambit coming over to her side of the table and prayed he wouldn't sit next to her.
Fat chance.
*Why, why, why?* she restrained herself from getting up and banging her head against a wall, at first she'd thought his flirtatious comments were just his way of being friendly, she could deal with that as long as he stayed at a safe distance.
But yesterday the boy had made practically a zillion advances witch she returned by punching, kicking, or whacking him, and he still remained undeterred and unwilling to leave her alone.
In fact, the more she did to try and repulse him, the more he seemed to want to charm her, even though she had bluntly stated it wouldn't work.
"Good evening, Petite" Gambit said with a sexy smile, "Put a lid on it, Swamp Rat" Rogue retorted as conversation started up around them.
Remy covered his heart, "Awww, you wound me, Cher'e" he said in mock hurt, Rogue gave him a death glare, "Not yet but Ah'm about to" she took a bite of mashed potatoes and pointed her knife at him, "Now let me eat in peace or Ah'll-"
"Rogue" Storm warned from across the table, the Goth grunted, *He was asking for it* she thought in annoyance.
"I see you put your make up back on" Remy observed as if it was the most casual thing in the universe, Rogue pretended not to notice the silence that fell over the room at his words.
" 'Back on'?" Jubilee asked, "You actually went one day without wearing that awful stuff?" Rogue narrowed her eyes at everyone's expectance for an explanation, "It was only an hour or so not a whole day, and what's the big friggin' deal anyway?"
The students exchanged glances, Rogue shot Remy a 'Why the hell did you bring that up' look, the Cajun put on his best innocent expression.
The rest of dinner went by without incident, that is to say, Gambit was still breathing by the time it was over.
"Rogue, wanna watch a movie with us?" Bobby asked, "Nope, Ah'm going to bed early" she answered and got out of there as quickly as possible.
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~ The voices grew louder as they approached her cell, she put on her mask, she wouldn't give them the pleasure of seeing how scared she was.
"You know, you're the cutest one we've got so far" said the guard with an evil grin that would've made Magneto cringe in disgust.
He placed a finger under her chin and Rogue slugged him, the guard doubled over and his friend yanked Rogue back, slipping a leather restraints on her forearms and tugging them so they cut deep into her skin.
Rogue bit back a cry of pain, she was stronger then that, she wouldn't yell over a few bruises just so they could have a laugh.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk" said the first guard, striating up, "Now don't make me do something that I'm gonna have to mess up that pretty little face of yours for"
He stepped closer to her, Rogue narrowed her eyes, he chuckled and stepped even closer until his body was pressed against hers, she tried to back up but every time she did the other guard would pull tighter on her restraints.
Rogue gritted her teeth in defiance, but in her mind she was crouching in fear, knowing what was coming, praying he wouldn't do what it looked like he was going to.
But despite her silent pleas, the guard continued with his attack, it wasn't the kind of attack that she had been trained to defend against, it was the kind that her mutation would've prevented, but they had taken it away, the gift/curse she had always hated for making her so lonely, was gone.
Touching wasn't supposed to be like this, it wasn't supposed to hurt this much, she wanted to make them go away, to make them stop what they were doing to her.
Her mind screamed for help, screamed for them to go away, screamed for the nightmare to end.~
Rogue woke up to the sound of her own sobs, she sat up in bed, fear and pain overwhelming her.
She prayed Logan wouldn't sense it and come in here, she got up and covered her mouth to hold back her cries, glancing at Kitty to make sure the girl was still asleep.
Rogue headed out of her room and down the hall, silently creeping downstairs and outside, she was grateful Logan had already finished his rounds of the mansion and hoped desperately that she wouldn't run into anybody.
She rushed to the few acres of forest that surrounded the backyard of the Institute, brushing past the trees as tears flooded her cheeks and blurred her vision, she didn't even feel the rocks that cut into her bare feet as she broke through the clearing.
Finally reaching her destination Rogue fell to her knees and buried her face in her hands, letting the feelings of torture and hurt overcome her.
She wept until her throat was swollen and her mouth ached, then she laid down and curled into a ball, her grieving done, she could move on now, it was over.
She let it go as the icy wind swirled around her and the dew on the grass socked into her clothes.
Rogue brought her hands under her head and swallowed back the rest of her heartache.
Touch, she had wanted it for so long, she had envied everyone for their ability to touch, just to feel the blissfulness of something they took for granted.
Now, though, she wasn't sure if it was such a great thing, it could make you so vulnerable, bring so much pain, did she really want to be brought out of one prison just to be placed in another?
These thoughts echoed dully in Rogue's mind as she drifted off to sleep, one of her burdens melting away with the sound of her gentle breathing.
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Rogue woke up in a sneezing fit, she shook her head to clear her vision but it didn't matter anyway, the fog that surrounded her was so thick she could barely see an inch in front of her face.
She sighed and stood up, absently brushing at the grass stains that went all the way down her right side, no one would notice them due to her dark clothing, but they would notice the extreme dampness on her clothes, *Odd for someone who had supossidly slept in a warm bed under a pile of comforters* she thought with dry humor.
She took her time heading back to the mansion, the fog, trees, and sharp rocks (which she was now painfully aware of) not being the only things slowing her down, it was also the dreaded yet unavoidable lecture she knew was bound to come.
Rogue, never being one to share information about her personal life, was too stubborn to reveal any of last night's events in her defense, so she would have to sit through about eight minutes of Scott's ramblings, five minutes of everyone crowding around her and asking if she was okay, and the rest of the morning being given concerned looks.
She was glad for one thing, it was definitely too early for anyone but the adults to be up, so she could get at least an hour of sleep before the entire Institute found out about her late night venture.
If Rogue wasn't so tired she might've tried to sneak back in her room undetected, but the cold she had developed was making her drowsy and the cuts on her feet were bleeding a little too freely now.
It seemed like an eternity before she finally made it to the mansion's back door, she slid to her knees and leaned against it, closing her eyes.
Rogue took a deep breath, regaining a little of her strength before getting up and creeping inside the house.
Logan, Storm, Hank and the Professor, were instantly at her side, "Where've you been, Stripes?" Wolverine asked as they guided her to the couch.
She opened her mouth to answer, but a sneeze came out instead, she cupped her hand over her nose and Hank handed her a Kleenex box while Ororo wrapped a blanket around the girl's shoulders.
"What's wrong, Cher`e?" Gambit walked into the room, Wolverine stepped in front of him so he couldn't get any closer to Rogue than a yard, "Not now, Gumbo" he grumbled threateningly.
"It's alright, Ah was going to bed anyway" Rogue managed mumble between sneezes and trying to keep Ororo and Hank from fussing over her, "I believe it would be best if you came down to the medlab" Beast insisted.
"No, Ah-" she sneezed, "Ah'm fine" "I'll get you up to your room and out of those wet clothes" Storm helped Rogue to her feet, the Goth winced.
"Child you've really done a number on yourself" Storm said with a sigh as Logan pointed out the girl's injured feet.
Before anyone could do anything else, Remy had a supporting arm under Rogue's shoulder, "I'll carry her up"
Logan was about to scare the boy away from her, but Ororo, as usual, stopped him, "I think that would be best, Remy" she said pointedly, placing a hand on Wolverine's chest and giving him a light shove backward, "I will accompany you up"
"Ah can walk" Rogue protested half-heartedly as Gambit scooped her up, "There's a difference between being able to, and being allowed to, Petite" he said with light humor, "You may be able to walk, but I wont allow you to, and you get no say in the matter"
Rogue crossed her arms and scowled, she began grumbling about how she hated when people made her depend on them and how if she wasn't so tired she'd zap the smirk right off Remy's face.
Gambit, of course, found her antics amusing, which just irked her more so she kept silent until they reached her and Kitty's room.
He layed her down on her bed and chuckled, "This is becoming a habit"
Storm shooed the Cajun out of the room before Rogue could come up with a venomous reply.
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(A/N: What do ya' think? Don't hold back it takes a great deal to offend me, and if you liked it you can shower me with praise, either way it's cool:)
About my Grammar, I could fix that but I don't really feel like it, not to offend anybody, if it annoys you the only thing I can suggest is stop reading.
Also, the reason why Xavier gave in so easily to Rogue's request for some time of school is because he sensed she needed it and felt it would help her focus better.
( A/N: Thanks for the fantastic reviews, love ya'll:)
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Kitty got home from school in a better mood then when she had left, she bounced up to Rogue's and her room, phasing through Logan who was fixing their door.
"Like, guess what happened" she said, plopping down next to Rogue, who was sitting on the floor, sketching in her art pad.
"Sabertooth crashed the school and buried Principle Kelly alive?" the Goth asked with mock hopefulness.
Kitty rolled her eyes, "No, Peter came by at lunch to, like, check up on me, isn't that, like, so sweet? And like why is Mr. Logan fixing our door again?"
"Ah accidentally tripped and knocked a lamp over, he came barging in thinkin' it was an attack" "Oh, well, anyway" Kitty babbled on and Rogue tuned the girl out, concentrating on the picture she was drawing of Jamie, Rhane, and Amara.
She had seen the three younger students walking out of the mansion yesterday with their arms linked, she thought it had made a cute picture and decided to draw it.
She was just about finished sketching the mansion in the back round when something Kitty said caught her attention, "The Brotherhood's what?!"
"They, like, let 'em back in school", Rogue groaned and leaned her head against her bed frame, "Maybe Ah should ask for another week off" Kitty stood up and tossed her homework on her own bed, "Oh no you don't, if I have to, like, put up with them, then so do you"
Rogue continued with her drawing, "Ah think you'll have to keep me from making Pietro suffer a slow and painful death"
Kitty put her hands on her hips, "Now why would I want to do that? I practically saved the guys life and all he can say is, like, that I'm slow, I could care less if the idiot died"
Rogue smirked but didn't comment further.
Kitty set to work on her math and a comfortable silence fell between the two, everything was calm until a few hours latter when Bobby called up the stairs, "DINNER'S READY!" then all hell broke loose.
Hungry kids raced down the halls and staircases, using their powers and just about everything else to be the first ones at the table.
Rogue and Kitty shared an amused glance, "Why don't we take a shortcut?" Rogue asked, grabbing Kitty's hand, the Valley Girl smiled and phased straight down, arriving in Kurt's room.
Right before the blue boy was about to teleport into the dinning room, Kitty snatched his elbow and they ended up being the first ones to arrive, just as the rest of the students tumbled, burst, tripped, and flew through the door.
"Alright!" Kurt gloated, wagging his tail triumphantly, "Da Fuzzy Von rocks" the others groaned, "Hey, don't, like, hog the glory, we got here first too" Kitty said.
Everybody started taking seats while the grown ups supervised, making sure no fights broke out, Rogue saw Gambit coming over to her side of the table and prayed he wouldn't sit next to her.
Fat chance.
*Why, why, why?* she restrained herself from getting up and banging her head against a wall, at first she'd thought his flirtatious comments were just his way of being friendly, she could deal with that as long as he stayed at a safe distance.
But yesterday the boy had made practically a zillion advances witch she returned by punching, kicking, or whacking him, and he still remained undeterred and unwilling to leave her alone.
In fact, the more she did to try and repulse him, the more he seemed to want to charm her, even though she had bluntly stated it wouldn't work.
"Good evening, Petite" Gambit said with a sexy smile, "Put a lid on it, Swamp Rat" Rogue retorted as conversation started up around them.
Remy covered his heart, "Awww, you wound me, Cher'e" he said in mock hurt, Rogue gave him a death glare, "Not yet but Ah'm about to" she took a bite of mashed potatoes and pointed her knife at him, "Now let me eat in peace or Ah'll-"
"Rogue" Storm warned from across the table, the Goth grunted, *He was asking for it* she thought in annoyance.
"I see you put your make up back on" Remy observed as if it was the most casual thing in the universe, Rogue pretended not to notice the silence that fell over the room at his words.
" 'Back on'?" Jubilee asked, "You actually went one day without wearing that awful stuff?" Rogue narrowed her eyes at everyone's expectance for an explanation, "It was only an hour or so not a whole day, and what's the big friggin' deal anyway?"
The students exchanged glances, Rogue shot Remy a 'Why the hell did you bring that up' look, the Cajun put on his best innocent expression.
The rest of dinner went by without incident, that is to say, Gambit was still breathing by the time it was over.
"Rogue, wanna watch a movie with us?" Bobby asked, "Nope, Ah'm going to bed early" she answered and got out of there as quickly as possible.
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~ The voices grew louder as they approached her cell, she put on her mask, she wouldn't give them the pleasure of seeing how scared she was.
"You know, you're the cutest one we've got so far" said the guard with an evil grin that would've made Magneto cringe in disgust.
He placed a finger under her chin and Rogue slugged him, the guard doubled over and his friend yanked Rogue back, slipping a leather restraints on her forearms and tugging them so they cut deep into her skin.
Rogue bit back a cry of pain, she was stronger then that, she wouldn't yell over a few bruises just so they could have a laugh.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk" said the first guard, striating up, "Now don't make me do something that I'm gonna have to mess up that pretty little face of yours for"
He stepped closer to her, Rogue narrowed her eyes, he chuckled and stepped even closer until his body was pressed against hers, she tried to back up but every time she did the other guard would pull tighter on her restraints.
Rogue gritted her teeth in defiance, but in her mind she was crouching in fear, knowing what was coming, praying he wouldn't do what it looked like he was going to.
But despite her silent pleas, the guard continued with his attack, it wasn't the kind of attack that she had been trained to defend against, it was the kind that her mutation would've prevented, but they had taken it away, the gift/curse she had always hated for making her so lonely, was gone.
Touching wasn't supposed to be like this, it wasn't supposed to hurt this much, she wanted to make them go away, to make them stop what they were doing to her.
Her mind screamed for help, screamed for them to go away, screamed for the nightmare to end.~
Rogue woke up to the sound of her own sobs, she sat up in bed, fear and pain overwhelming her.
She prayed Logan wouldn't sense it and come in here, she got up and covered her mouth to hold back her cries, glancing at Kitty to make sure the girl was still asleep.
Rogue headed out of her room and down the hall, silently creeping downstairs and outside, she was grateful Logan had already finished his rounds of the mansion and hoped desperately that she wouldn't run into anybody.
She rushed to the few acres of forest that surrounded the backyard of the Institute, brushing past the trees as tears flooded her cheeks and blurred her vision, she didn't even feel the rocks that cut into her bare feet as she broke through the clearing.
Finally reaching her destination Rogue fell to her knees and buried her face in her hands, letting the feelings of torture and hurt overcome her.
She wept until her throat was swollen and her mouth ached, then she laid down and curled into a ball, her grieving done, she could move on now, it was over.
She let it go as the icy wind swirled around her and the dew on the grass socked into her clothes.
Rogue brought her hands under her head and swallowed back the rest of her heartache.
Touch, she had wanted it for so long, she had envied everyone for their ability to touch, just to feel the blissfulness of something they took for granted.
Now, though, she wasn't sure if it was such a great thing, it could make you so vulnerable, bring so much pain, did she really want to be brought out of one prison just to be placed in another?
These thoughts echoed dully in Rogue's mind as she drifted off to sleep, one of her burdens melting away with the sound of her gentle breathing.
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Rogue woke up in a sneezing fit, she shook her head to clear her vision but it didn't matter anyway, the fog that surrounded her was so thick she could barely see an inch in front of her face.
She sighed and stood up, absently brushing at the grass stains that went all the way down her right side, no one would notice them due to her dark clothing, but they would notice the extreme dampness on her clothes, *Odd for someone who had supossidly slept in a warm bed under a pile of comforters* she thought with dry humor.
She took her time heading back to the mansion, the fog, trees, and sharp rocks (which she was now painfully aware of) not being the only things slowing her down, it was also the dreaded yet unavoidable lecture she knew was bound to come.
Rogue, never being one to share information about her personal life, was too stubborn to reveal any of last night's events in her defense, so she would have to sit through about eight minutes of Scott's ramblings, five minutes of everyone crowding around her and asking if she was okay, and the rest of the morning being given concerned looks.
She was glad for one thing, it was definitely too early for anyone but the adults to be up, so she could get at least an hour of sleep before the entire Institute found out about her late night venture.
If Rogue wasn't so tired she might've tried to sneak back in her room undetected, but the cold she had developed was making her drowsy and the cuts on her feet were bleeding a little too freely now.
It seemed like an eternity before she finally made it to the mansion's back door, she slid to her knees and leaned against it, closing her eyes.
Rogue took a deep breath, regaining a little of her strength before getting up and creeping inside the house.
Logan, Storm, Hank and the Professor, were instantly at her side, "Where've you been, Stripes?" Wolverine asked as they guided her to the couch.
She opened her mouth to answer, but a sneeze came out instead, she cupped her hand over her nose and Hank handed her a Kleenex box while Ororo wrapped a blanket around the girl's shoulders.
"What's wrong, Cher`e?" Gambit walked into the room, Wolverine stepped in front of him so he couldn't get any closer to Rogue than a yard, "Not now, Gumbo" he grumbled threateningly.
"It's alright, Ah was going to bed anyway" Rogue managed mumble between sneezes and trying to keep Ororo and Hank from fussing over her, "I believe it would be best if you came down to the medlab" Beast insisted.
"No, Ah-" she sneezed, "Ah'm fine" "I'll get you up to your room and out of those wet clothes" Storm helped Rogue to her feet, the Goth winced.
"Child you've really done a number on yourself" Storm said with a sigh as Logan pointed out the girl's injured feet.
Before anyone could do anything else, Remy had a supporting arm under Rogue's shoulder, "I'll carry her up"
Logan was about to scare the boy away from her, but Ororo, as usual, stopped him, "I think that would be best, Remy" she said pointedly, placing a hand on Wolverine's chest and giving him a light shove backward, "I will accompany you up"
"Ah can walk" Rogue protested half-heartedly as Gambit scooped her up, "There's a difference between being able to, and being allowed to, Petite" he said with light humor, "You may be able to walk, but I wont allow you to, and you get no say in the matter"
Rogue crossed her arms and scowled, she began grumbling about how she hated when people made her depend on them and how if she wasn't so tired she'd zap the smirk right off Remy's face.
Gambit, of course, found her antics amusing, which just irked her more so she kept silent until they reached her and Kitty's room.
He layed her down on her bed and chuckled, "This is becoming a habit"
Storm shooed the Cajun out of the room before Rogue could come up with a venomous reply.
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(A/N: What do ya' think? Don't hold back it takes a great deal to offend me, and if you liked it you can shower me with praise, either way it's cool:)