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"Are you ready, Rogue?" Professor Xavier asked as she walked into his office. She nodded and sat down next to him. He brought his hands up to her temples. "Just close your eyes and relax." She did close her eyes although relaxing wasn't much of an option. He tried to push through a barrier in her mind. It was like all her defenses were up and she didn't even know. After what seemed like forever, he finally managed to break through.
"Gambit?" He called into the darkness, which surrounded him. Silence. He stood up from his chair and took a few steps forward. "Gambit?"
"Not so loud." He heard Rogue say. He nodded knowing that his bothered her. As if one person in her mind wasn't already enough.
"Bonjour Profess'o." Gambit slowly walked forward to the older man. "Come t' get Gambit out o' 'ere? 'Dis fille is drivin' Gambit nuts."
"Feh!" Rogue growled from above. Gambit just smirked.
"I'm trying, Gambit, I'm trying."
It wasn't long before Xavier got shut out of Rogue's mind.
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Rogue sighed as she left Xavier's office. "Ah knew he wouldn't be able ta help meh."
''Least he tried, non?'
"Don't talk ta meh! Mah gawd." She wandered down the hall towards the medical wing of the institute. She walked quickly and looked around nervously as if she were doing something she wasn't supposed to do.
'Goin' somewhere, petite?'
She suddenly turned around but then remembered the voice wasn't coming from behind her. It was something from inside her head. "How many times do Ah hafta tell ya? Don't talk ta me!" He shut up but remained in her mind as she walked into a room and stopped dead in her tracks. "There ya are."
'Don' talk t' Gambit!'
She grunted and then rolled her eyes as she walked into the dark room. She flipped on the light switched. There laid Gambit on a respirator. He wore green hospital scrub clothing. She walked closer to him. The Gambit in her head was silent. She slowly made her way towards him and stopped at his side.
'An' who is dis hansom man?' Gambit tried to joke but neither of them bought it. Rogue brought her gloved hand up to his face. 'Y' goin' t' try t' absorb 'de rest of Gambit, huh?'
"Gambit—" Her voice cracked. "Don't." Rogue touched his chin. "Mah goodness. Ya need ta shave."
'Don' worry, Gambit will.. Oh wait! Gambit can't 'cause some fille absorbed him int' her head!'
"Ah really need ta knock mahself out." She looked around the room for something to hit herself in the head with. He eyes settled on Gambit's lifeless body. "Ah.. really am sorrah.."
'Gambit knows, petite, Gambit knows.'
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Dinner was exceptionally weird. Everyone stared at Rogue as if they were waiting for her powers to go haywire and for her to viciously attack one and another.
"Would you like some butter?" Bobby asked giving Rogue a huge fake grin. She gave him a disgusted look and rolled her eyes.
"Rogue." Jean swallowed her mouthful of potatoes. "I think you should try to act a bit nicer to us."
"Oh yeah?" Rogue brought her hand up to her face and rested her chin on her palm. "Give meh one good reason before Ah decide not ta give a crap.." She waited half a second. "Opps, too late." She got up from the table and walked out of the room.
"Rogue—" Kurt sat up. Professor Xavier stopped him.
'Not now Kurt. She's going through a hard time.'
Kurt sighed and sat back down. 'Vhen iz she not?'
***
'Gambit could sure use a beer..'
Rogue plopped down on her bed. "An' Ah could sure use some silence."
'Mm.. care t' compromise?'
"Naw."
'Gambit hate y'.'
"Ah know. Learn ta live wit' it."
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'Goin' back t' see Gambit, huh?' Rogue made her way towards the medical wing. It was late at night and just about everyone in the mansion was asleep.
"No." She gave him a simple answer. Since he was in her head, she figured he could easily figure out what she was thinking but it was like he couldn't. He probably didn't want to. She then carefully stepped into Hank's office and opened up a medicine cupboard. She went through a few packages before she found what she was looking for.
'Sedatives!?' Gambit's voice was louder than usual, which made her wince.
"Ah need some sleep without ya in mah head ta wake meh up." She made her way out of the office and back to her room.
'Y really hate Gambit dat much?'
The words hit her hard. She stopped walking. Did she really hate him so much she was willing to drug herself? Yes. She nodded. She did. She went back to walking.
'What did Gambit ever do t' y'?'
Rogue stopped again. "Ah.." She was silent. She never really thought about it. Why did she hate him so much? He was their enemy. That's the thing. He was their enemy and he was still hers.
'Thought so.'
"It's not like ya even care." She snapped, walking down the hall and into her room. She locked the door behind her then sat down on her bed.
'Yo're right. Tis not like Gambit cares.'
And for some reason, she tried her hardest to keep her tears concealed.
***
He hated being kept in her mind. Especially since she treated him like scum. He gave up his bad reputation to join the X-Men. Yet, Rogue would never accept him. He was nice to her at first but after a while she made his blood boil. He could barely even stand her but something inside of him actually liked her. Then she absorbed him. To the extent. He still wondered if she did it purposely although it literally was his fault for walking in on her. Now that she had absorbed him, you would think she treated him with some respect but no. She treated him the same. Actually, she talked to him more, he noticed, but she really had no choice because he was in her head.
She hated him for some reason. He had been her enemy but other than that she really had no reason to hate him. All Gambit knew was that he was going to find out why she couldn't stand him.
Even if it meant going through every thought and every memory in her head.
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Yes.. a li'l shorter than usual.. But it's better than nothing! Read, review and enjoy.