Author's note: So I hope you liked the Romy chappy. I haven't gotten that many reviews :( Oh well, if you like it, tell me! Anyway, there is some Romy and heartbreak too. Fun fun!
Shout outs:
Beth: Yeah I totally feel for her. Especially since I LOVE to swim. Hope you liked the Remy in the last chappy. There's some in this one too.
Yumiko: I update as fast as I can! I'm glad you like it, hope you enjoy the new chappy. Thanks for reviewing.
Rogue4eva/romy4eva: Glad you liked it! Some Romy coming up in this chappy too. Hehe.
Barbara Ruiz: Logan actually doesn't factor into it that much… yet. *wink, wink* Glad you're enjoying it! Hope you like what happens soon.
Making a Connection
by, Caliente
Chapter 9 – All Fun and Games (until somebody gets hurt)
Rogue's POV – A few hours later, still playing pool with Gambit.
'Okay, line up this shot and you win girl, don't scrub,' thought Rogue as she prepared to sink the 8-ball. She smiled as it went into the pocket. "Ah win," she cried triumphantly.
Remy sighed. So far he'd asked her what her real name was (She'd claimed it was Marie, but he could tell she was lying. It was the type of lie that had been told enough times that she almost believed it was true. And, it was obviously a big deal so he didn't push it.) and if she liked him (She admitted that she did.). She'd asked him why he worked for Magneto (He admitted it was a combination of payment and blackmail.) and if he ever had a serious relationship (He said yes and it had resulted in his banishment from his home. He refused to speak any more on the subject.). Remy wanted to win, and he would have too, except she had leaned over just as he lined up his shot, distracting him from his target. He silently scolded himself. A thief should have no weaknesses and clearly this girl was a big weakness for him.
"Why do ya like meh Remy?" Rogue asked with a smirk that masked her true curiosity.
"Y' called Remy by his name," Gambit said with a fake look of shock on his face. "Remy likes it when y' call him by his name."
"Ya didn't answa mah question Swamp Rat," smirked Rogue.
'Merde,' thought Remy. 'Remy could lie but he don't want to. Hope she doesn't hate me.' "At firs' I liked y' 'cause y' were a challenge an' tres belle, but now I t'ink I migh' love y' because deep down I feel somet'ing fo' y'. I never felt anyt'ing like dis fo' a femme before," he finally answered honestly.
Rogue looked surprise. He had spoken in the first person – maybe that meant he was being honest. She had expected him to make some flirtatious remark or give her some line about her being perfect. She didn't say anything for a long time.
"Please don' be mad chere," Gambit pleaded slightly. "Je t'aime. (I love you.)"
"Ah-Ah love ya too Remy," Rogue finally choked out. Tears welled in her eyes and like a flash he was next to her, hugging her and comforting her. "But Ah can't see ya anymo'," she whispered. "Please take meh home."
Remy didn't say a word as he led Rogue out to his bike. He felt her hold onto him tight as he drove her back to the mansion. He let her off and watched her walk inside slightly dazed. 'Why don't she want to see Remy no more?' he wondered. 'She's probably just pushing Remy away. She's scared. Remy won't let go without a fight.' He drove off, contemplating his next move.
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Chris's POV – While Rogue and Gambit are playing pool, Chris is still playing foosball with Sam (now against Amara and Bobby) in the common room. The other kids are milling around chit chatting and watching TV
"Ha," cried Chris with satisfaction as she slammed the ball in the goal. "Ganamos otra vez! It means, we win again!"
"Crap," murmured Bobby. "I'm no good at this game."
Amara giggled a little. "Maybe we should call it quits."
Sam looked at his partner (Chris) and said, "Ah'm out too. Ya always win Chris."
"Spoilsports," commented Chris with a grin. "So, what do you guys wanna do now?"
"Actually, they have Danger Room practice in 20 minutes," came a gruff voice. The three kids quickly excused themselves to go change. Sam caught Chris's eye and gave her a small grin and a friendly wave good-bye. The rest of the kids in the common room followed suit.
Chris looked up at Logan and grinned. "I thought Bobby graduated to full-fledged X-Man status," she smirked at him. "By the way, gracias (thanks) for scaring mis nuevos amigos (my new friends) away."
"Sorry 'bout that, Beanie" Logan nodded in the direction the kids went. "Popsicle did graduate, both of the teams have practice in 20 minutes. Ororo is leadin' the newbies and I'm leadin' the X-Men."
Chris pouted slightly. "What am I supposed to do?" she asked.
"You could come watch," answered Logan. "Or you could just go for it, jump back in the game." There was a gleam in his eye. Obviously he wanted her to volunteer for extra training.
"Alright Mr. Logan," she gave in. "I'll come to practice." With that she gave a short wave and started to exit the room.
"Beanie," called Logan after her.
"Yeah?" she turned around slightly to face him.
"You and Sam?" he stated it like more of a fact than a question. "He better be a gentleman or I'll" He shot out three claws to prove his point. "rip him to shreds."
"Don't worry about it Mr. Logan," responded Chris quickly. "He's from the South. You know what they say about Southern Hospitality." With that final comment, she sauntered out of the room. Her thoughts rested briefly on Sam but then quickly reminded her that she had just volunteered for an hour and a half of dodging guns. 'What the hell was I thinking?' she scolded herself. 'I volunteered for Danger Room time. I must be going crazy.'
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Kitty's POV – 10 minutes later in her and Rogue's Room
As the young brunette finished changing, she turned around to find a very upset Rogue.
"Rogue, are you okay?" concern and worry filled Kitty's voice. "What happened, where have you been?"
"Kitty," sniff, "Ah don't," sniff, "wanna talk 'bout it." The girl's tear streaked face spoke volumes. Rogue walked over to her bed and sat down.
Kitty walked over and hugged her. "Rogue," the younger girl's voice was now soft, "You should talk about it. It will make you feel better."
"Ah-Ah –" she started to sob. Finally she calmed down and tried again. "Ah love him. But… Ah can't force him ta be with meh. What kinda life is that? Bein' with a girl that can't touch." Tears flowed out of her emerald eyes once more.
Kitty sat and hugged her for a long time. When Rogue's cries quieted to small whimpers she decided to give her some perspective. "Rogue isn't it, like, his decision? I mean if he likes you as much as he says he does, then he so won't take no for an answer."
"Ah guess ya're right," Rogue sighed after a moment. "Shit, we're late fo' Logan's Danga Room session. Guess we'll have ta get up at 4 A.M. fo' the extra sessions. Damn."
"Like, totally," was all Kitty could muster up. She had completely forgotten about the training session. "Guess I'll see you down there in a few minutes." She waved good-bye as she phased down to the Danger Room. Once she entered the room she came face to face with a very angry Logan.
"Nice of ya to join us half-pint," he spat out. Clearly he was not in a good mood. "At least ya managed to get here before Stripes. Where is that girl?"
"She'll be down in a minute," Kitty answered. She looked around at her teammates. Kurt, Bobby, and Chris looked slightly amused. 'Wonder why Chris is here?' she contemplated briefly. She saw Scott glaring at her slightly obviously peeved that she was late. Jean was trying to comfort Scott telepathically. 'Jean, always trying to calm our fearless leader,' Kitty giggled slightly inside. She focused her attention back on a very unhappy Mr. Logan. "Mr. Logan, I'm, like, totally sorry that I'm late." She shot puppy dog eyes at him. "Rogue was upset and I was, like, trying to be a good friend and comfort her."
"Fine," grunted Logan. "But ya still have to come to a morning session tomorrow."
Kitty pouted slightly. That's when Rogue ran in. Kitty immediately noticed that she had applied her Gothic make up once more and this time, thicker. However, her puffy eyes were still slightly visible. "Stripes," Logan grunted again. "Guess now that you've graced us with your presence we can get started."
"Sorry Logan," Rogue apologized with her own puppy dog eyes. "Ah was upset. Ah made Kitty late. It's all mah fault. Everythin' is mah fault." Her eyes were now brimming with tears. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "Ah'll take double mornin' sessions instead of Kitty. It's not her fault at all."
"No Rogue," cried Kitty. "I, like, totally, stayed of my own free will. Don't bother, we'll both go."
"Relax half-pint, there's plenty of punishment to go around," Logan said dazed. "Now, let's begin the session, okay?"
"Whatever," Kitty huffed. She was fed up with it all. The program began and all was forgotten. The kids scattered and ran around dodging the lasers and things. The Danger Room's name is definitely earned.
Second Author's note: Okay, so Rogue may seem a little OOC, but I imagine nobody ever told her that they loved her before… at least not in a boyfriend/girlfriend sense. And I think she'd flip out slightly, so I had her break down slightly. And of course push Remy away because she's scared. So there's my rational.
READ AND REVIEW PLZ!!! *Down on knees, prayer position, and pleading* Okay, that was pathetic but… I'm okay wit that.