Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, no matter how much I want them to be. Now, the plot idea is Freaky Friday's, I figure I should give them credit too. I saw the movie. It wasn't that bad. Some annoying girls got up and danced at the end. They were only a couple of years (at most) younger than I am. I'm glad I'm not that strange. Okay, lastly, Kitty's new haircut is totally mine, and it can be seen on my web site in the sketches section.

I know, Scott was way out of character last time, but I'll try to justify it here (who knows what my fingers will type?), and it worked! And Rogue could very well be the damsel in distress there because you have to remember that Kitty's emotions and thoughts are starting to get the better of her a lot.

Now, on to the chapter. You have already noticed that eviler prevailed last chapter, so evil, I think, will be getting most of this one. Don't worry, though. Eviler still has a LOT of influence, since most of you seem to like her the best.

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Kitty stepped out of detention after the hour had been served. It hadn't been half as bad as she thought! The teacher didn't let you do homework or doodle or talk or anything, but Kitty found that Rogue's imagination was enough to keep her occupied and amused, and she emerged unscathed and unscarred.

She started on her way out to the football field straight out, anxious to get to Jean and back to the Institute. She hadn't gotten far, though, before a familiar face obstructed her path.

"Hey, Rogue!" Jason smiled at her winningly. "I didn't think I'd see you after school today, since you usually leave as soon as the bell rings. You can imagine my surprise when I saw you walking out of the Literature room! What were you doing? Working on a project?"

"No," Kitty muttered, walking around him. She was suddenly in a very sour mood. She had been content when alone, but now that he presence was disturbed by another's, she felt very angry.

"Well, I'm really looking forward to our date this Friday! Only three days; you can bet I'm counting them down," he jogged beside her, trying to keep up with her hurried pace.

"Look, Jason, Ah'm startin' to rethink that," Kitty said, not looking at him.

"Why?" He stopped in front of her, forcing her to look him in the eye. "You were so eager during Drama today. Why the sudden change of heart."

"It's not really a change of heart, so much as a change of mind," Kitty muttered under her breath before answering him directly. "Ah wasn' myself this mornin'. If ya weren' so annoyin', Ah'd probably still give ya a chance now, but Ah seriously can' stand to be around ya!"

"Whoa," Kitty thought to herself. "Ah must seriously be chanellin' Rogue righ' now, cause Ah would never say anythin' like that to anyone!"

"Oh..." Jason trailed off, trying to calm himself. "Well," he finally blurted out, "you dress weird anyway! I don't know why I ever liked you!"

"Good! Now tha' we've both established we don' like each othe', can ya go away? Ah need ta be somewhere."

He stalked off, glaring at her. As he turned the corner out her sight, though, he wiped a tear from his eye.

Kitty, feeling little to no remorse, just continued on in the same direction she was traveling. At least when Rogue got her body back, she would have one less thing to worry about.

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Rogue stared at Gambit, jaw dropping as low as possible. He returned her gaze, piercing her soul with his fiery demon eyes. Her heart stopped in her chest for a moment, then began beating horribly fast and powerfully. She could hear its steady beat in her ears, and wondered if Gambit could hear it too. He had a smirk on his face, like he knew all her secrets simply by looking at her. It was uncomfortable, yet thrilling. At that moment, Rogue knew exactly how Scarlett felt standing at the top of the staircase, being stared at by Rhett Butler.

Bracing herself mentally, she tore her eyes away to glance at Scott. He was glaring at the figure on his hood, and his right hand was to his glasses, already beginning to lower them slightly. The red glow over the rim increased. Gambit too looked at Scott when Rogue did, and he cautioned the military man.

"I don' t'ink dat's a good idea, Summers," he said, lowering his hand so that it was touching the metal. "I could charge dis t'ing righ' now, and then both you and tha petite would be in hot water."

Quaking with hatred, Scott slowly lowered his hand, and Gambit removed his hand from the car. "What do you want?" he spit at the Cajun.

"Well, Remy wants a lot of t'ings, but it's not about me, now. Tha girl wants ta go, no?"

Scott passed a fleeting glance at Rogue before speaking. "This isn't any of your business."

"Oh, dat it may not be, but your business is definitely not with dis petite either, is it?" Gambit winked at Rogue, causing her to blush furiously. Scott simply glared. "So," Gambit continued, "I t'ink you should be leaving her here now, or you won' be having a car, no?"

Still scowling at Gambit, Scott slowly reached across Rogue and opened her door. Rogue jumped out quickly, and shut the door behind her. Remy then leapt off the car, so that he was now between Rogue and the car. "Go now," he commanded, and Scott floored it, kicking dust up in their faces.

Coughing, Remy turned to face Rogue at the dust settled. "I will get him back for dat next time." Dipping his head down a bit so he could meet her eyes, he caught her chin in his hand, and lifted her head. "Why do tha tears still flow, chere?" he asked her sweetly. "He's gone now."

"I know it's just... everything. You don't know the half of all the shit I've had to go through today." She closed her eyes, trying to will herself to stop crying, but they only seeped through and made fresh paths down her cheeks.

"You don' like the body, Rogue?"

"No, I don't. I like the touch," she reached out and touched his cheek, then drew it back away as she continued, "but the body, and the life, and the feelings: they're not mine. I want me back... wait a second. How do you know?" She drew away from him, afraid that perhaps he had hidden telepathic abilities.

"I heard you and tha boy," he answered, moving back toward her.

Rogue blushed again as he reached out and cupped her cheek with his palm.

"Such a beautiful soul..." he muttered as he stared into her eyes.

Rogue couldn't believe the degree to which she melted at that comment. Her crush on him (for she did have a crush, she could admit that to herself) combined with Kitty's teenybopper tendencies made her completely susceptible to anything he might say in his suave Cajun accent.

"Remy, we barely know each other," Rogue pointed out.

"I know you better than anyone..." He moved forward and gently pressed his lips to hers. Rogue closed her eyes in bliss as he massaged her lips. This was even better than what she had always imagined a kiss to be.

Pulling away, he smirked at her boyishly, and she smiled up at him from beneath Kitty's lashes. "Rogue?" he finally spoke, "by what miracle didya end up in Kitty's body?"

"I can't tell you," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He shrugged, and kissed her again.

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Author's note: SQUEE! This is so good! And so romantic! Excuse me, but I think evil has now died, and eviler has complete possession because this is all just sending me into giggling fits!