Thanks to:

Prohecy: Yup this chapter is gonna be very light hearted until the very end. Don't worry, nothing bad happens to Kurt!

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"Where should we go eat?" Rogue asked.

"I know of a club called International Hot Spot," Kitty answered as she already began to drive to the club. "It's teen night there so it should be, like, a lot of fun."

"Sounds interesting," Gambit said.

"Here," Kurt said handing Gambit an image inducer. "You may vant to change your eye color vith that."

"Thanks," Gambit said. He put it on and his red on black eyes became brown.

"No problem," Kurt said turning on his image inducer.

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When they got to the club, they all piled out of the car, and walked in.

The song that was playing at the moment was "In Da Club" by Fifty Cent.

They all sat down at the bar and looked at the menu.

"Okay, let's try German stuff first," Kitty said.

"How about sour kraut and German sausage?" Kurt said.

"Alright," Kitty said.

"Waiter!" Rogue called.

"What can I get for you tonight?" the waiter with a French accent asked.

"Sour kraut and German sausage," Kurt said.

"It will be ready in a moment," the waiter said and walked away.

"So do you Germans, like, eat sour food?" Kitty asked.

"Pretty much," Kurt said. "Sour food is very good."

When the waiter returned, he handed them their food.

Everyone liked it, but Rogue. She pretty much poked at it.

"Chere don't like it?" Gambit whispered.

"No," she whispered back. "Don't tell Kurt though."

Kitty was amazed at the speed Kurt was eating his food. He had not eaten really in a few days so it was no wonder he was eating so fast.

After they were all finished, Kitty picked out what to eat next.

"Jewish people it a lot of fish and lamb so let's order that," she said.

"Lamb?" Kurt thought. "How can anyvone eat such a cute little animal."

(A/N: I'm assuming Kitty is Jewish 'cause on one episode she was lighting the Hanukkah candles.)

Kitty ordered the food and the waiter gave them an odd look. He did not understand why they were ordering so many different nationality foods in one night.

When they got the food Kitty ordered, Kurt ate the fish, but would not eat the lamb.

So far Gambit was the only one who enjoyed all the food. Kitty was not too crazy about the sour kraut.

"Vhat's next?" Kurt asked after he was finished eating.

"Cajun food," Rogue said as she spotted jambalaya and gumbo on the menu.

"Hey, Rogue," Gambit whispered to her.

"Yeah?" she whispered back.

"Does Kitty like spicy food?" he asked.

"No, she hates it," she answered. "Why?"

"You'll see," he said.

He called the waiter over and said something in French that the other three did not understand.

"Oui, le monsieur," the waiter said and walked away.

"What did you say?" Kitty asked.

"That his service is great," Gambit lied.

The waiter came back with the Cajun dishes and the moment Kitty bit into her jambalaya, she screamed and waved her hands in front of her mouth.

"Vhat?" Kurt asked.

"BREAD!" she howled.

"Water will make it better, chere," Gambit lied.

Rogue hit his arm with her elbow.

Kurt handed Kitty some bread at glared and the mischievous Cajun.

"You're terrible," Kitty gasped.

Gambit was too busy pissing himself with laughter to say anything.

"Sorry, couldn't resist," he said between laughter. Tears of mirth ran down his face.

"I guess he vas mischievous before the amnesia," Kurt said to Kitty.

"Obviously," Kitty said eating more bread.

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After they were finished eating, the song "Hella Good" by No Doubt began to play.

"Come on, chere," Gambit said taking her hand. "Let's dance."

"Ah don't dance," she said.

"It'll be fun," he urged.

Before she could say another thing, she was being pulled on the dance floor.

Kitty laughed at the two.

"Vhy aren't you out zhere?" Kurt asked.

"I, like, can't leave you here hanging," she said.

"Don't vorry about it," he insisted. "I don't vant you to miss out because of me."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered.

She smiled, kissed his cheek, and hit the dance floor.

He tried his best to keep his mind off the real current events, but Mystique's awful words kept repeating in his mind.

"You cannot deny that I am your mother. How many people do you know of that has blue skin and yellow eyes?"

He frowned and sighed.

"I vish I never knew who my real mother vas," he thought. "I vish none of this happened. But then again, if it hadn't I vould never have met Keety. I'm glad that I met her and the other X-men. But how did I end up getting involved in this? I came here only to perform in a circus act. Next thing I know I'm meeting Keety, getting kidnapped, falling in love, and finding out I have a monster of a mother. But I have to admit, it vas vorth it since I got to meet Keety."

"Kurt,"

"Her eyes, her voice, her sense of humor,"

"Kurt...."

"I love everything about her,"

"KURT!"

Finally he realized Kitty was calling his name.

"Sorry," he said.

"Where'd, you, like, go?" she asked.

"I vas just thinking," he said.

"'Bout what?" she asked.

"Nothing," he lied.

"Ready to go?" Rogue asked walking up to them and out of breath.

"Ve haven't tried your southern food yet though," Kurt said.

"Ah'm gunna cook it mahself," she said.

"You cook?" Kitty asked. "I didn't know that."

"Ah'm gunna make us some southern frahed (fried) chicken," Rogue said.

"Sounds good," Kurt said.

"Awright," Rogue said. "Let's go to the store and get the supplahes (supplies.)"

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Rogue stood in the kitchen cooking while the others sat in the living room. Gambit had insisted on helping Rogue with the food, but she wanted to do this herself.

Gambit and Kitty sat at a coffee table playing poker while Kurt just watched.

"Are you sure you don't wanna play, Kurt?" she asked.

"Nein," he answered. "I don't know how to play card games."

"I got an easy one for ya," Gambit said.

"Vhat?" Kurt asked.

"Wanna play fifty-two card pick up?" Gambit asked.

"No, Kurt, ya don't," Rogue called from the kitchen.

"Yeah, Kurt, it's a trick," Kitty added.

"Aww you filles are non fun," Gambit groaned.

Kurt was too confused to say anything.

"I win!" Kitty announced after twenty-two minutes of playing.

"Hey, no one ever wins while playing me," Gambit said.

"How would you know?" she asked.

"I...it....it must have been a memory," he said. "I suddenly feel like I've won every time I've played someone."

Rogue frowned when she heard Gambit. She hoped that he did not get his memory back because then he would have to remember any bad things he had done before the amnesia.

"He was bein' controlled, Rogue," a voice inside her head said.

"Yeah, but would ya wanna remember any bad things ya did even if ya were controlled?" she thought back.

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Forty-five minutes later,

"Food's ready!" Rogue announced.

Everyone got their serving of food and all walked back into the living room.

"Your food is better than the ones at the club, chere," Gambit commented.

(A/N: Ain't nothin' better than southern fried chicken! Okay well maybe it's not the best but very close!)

"Uh-uh," Kitty agreed.

Kurt was too busy chowing down to say anything so she took that as a, "Yes, it's very good."

After they finished the fried chicken, they ate the peach cobbler Rogue made for dessert.

"Where'd you learn to cook so well, chere?" Gambit asked.

"Ah dunno," Rogue answered. "Ah just kinda taught mahself."

Once again Kurt was too busy being a speed eater to say anything.

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After they were all finished eating, Kitty walked Kurt back to his apartment. Gambit decided to stay with Rogue and help her with the dishes. Kitty had offered to help, but Rogue and Gambit both knew that her and Kurt needed some time alone together.

"Do you vant to come in?" Kurt offered when they got to his and Gambit's apartment.

"Sure," she answered.

Kurt used his key and opened the door.

"Go ahead and sit down," he said. "I'll be back in a second."

Kitty nodded and sat down on the soft couch in the living room.

A few minutes later Kurt returned with a couple bottles of Coke.

"Thanks," she said when he handed her the drink.

He sat down next to her and let out a soft sigh.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I vish this vas all over now," he said. "I vish ve could just go on vith our lives now. Ve still have Mystique and the Brotherhood out there. And those machines are still active."

"Let's not think about that right now," she said cuddling next to him.

He put his arms around her and rested his chin on her head.

"I love being like this vith you," he said.

"Me too," she said. "Remind me to thank Rahne for bugging me to find Lance the lion tamer's room."

He laughed and then looked down into her eyes.

She met his gaze and he brought his face closer to hers and they shared a loving kiss.

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Kurt and Kitty were not the only ones cuddling on the couch.

After Gambit and Rogue had finished with the dishes, he decided to spend some more time with her alone.

"It feel so good to be close to someone without havin' to wear extra clothing," she said. "No more wearin' gloves just to touch someone."

Her words suddenly triggered another memory for Gambit.

In his memory he was walking up to a door of a building. He took off his gloves and placed his hands on the door. The door began glowing and it exploded.

Then there was another memory. A memory of him talking to Magneto.

"Walk into this enhancement chamber, Gambit," Magneto said.

"Why?" Gambit asked.

"It will make you more powerful," Magneto explained. "And you won't have to wear gloves on your hands. You could safely touch without blowing up that person or thing. Your powers will be at your command."

Gambit replayed this memory inside his mind over and over again.

"Gambit!" Rogue gasped.

Gambit opened his eyes and looked down at his and Rogue's entangled hands. Their hands began to get warm and glow. He then quickly removed his hand from hers and jumped away from her.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I'm sorry," he said looking at his hands. "I just had a memory and must have started concentrating my powers on you without realizing it."

"What was the memory?" she asked.

"Apparently I also had a deadly touch," he said. "Before I stepped into that enhancement chamber, I could not touch someone with my bare hand without blowing that person up."

She could not figure out what to say at this point.

"I don't want to remember," he suddenly said. "I don't want to know what kind of person I was before the amnesia. I'm scared that I'll remember any horrible things I may have done in the past."

She frowned and put her arms around him.

"I was breaking into buildings in my memory," he said. "What if I've done worse...what if... I've actually killed someone?"

"Don't say that, Remy," she whispered.

"I want those memories to stay locked up forever," he continued. "I just want to remember the times I've had with you."

Still she was lost for words so she just held him close to her.

"Rogue, what did you think of me when you first met me?" he asked suddenly.

"Ah thought you were a stubborn arsehole," she thought.

"Well we didn't get along," she said. "But Ah know you were a good person because you trahed to save mah lahfe."

"Even though we've only known each other for almost a week," he said. "I already know I love you and I don't want to be without you."

"Ah feel the same way," she said putting her hand on his cheek.

He smiled at her and drew her in for a deep and passionate kiss.

Author's Note: Question! Should I kill off Mystique or have her live? One person has already said kill her and the other said don't kill her. If I kill her then I won't be able to right any possible sequels to this story. If I let her live then that would leave it open for a possible sequel.