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The scene played over in her head; Gambit walking into the bathroom, pulling open the shower curtain, the screaming, her shoving him back, skin meeting skin, his memories swirling around in her head. When she fell, how she tore the shower curtain right off the rings and landed on top of Gambit, absorbing him again and then finally it all stopped. She fell off his body and drifted off into the welcoming darkness.
It wasn't the dream that woke up Rogue; it was the loud sound of the creaking door. Rogue sat up in bed with her blanket wrapped around her. She didn't realize she was holding her breath until she exhaled loudly when she saw the two glowing red balls that would probably freak some people out.
"Remy." She sighed, running her fingers through her messy white fringes. "Ya scared me, Sugah." He closed the door behind him and walked over to her bed. "Isn't it a little late foh ya ta be in here, Mista?" Rogue whispered into his ear as he leaned in towards her and wrapped his arms around her. He suddenly mumbled something in French, broke away from her and turned the light. "What's wrong?"
"I couldn' find y' under all 'de blankets an' sh-sh-shits."
"Sheets." She corrected him with a small smirk planted on her face. "But still, Ah don't want ya gettin' in trouble foh bein' in here."
"Pfft." He said, finding her under all the blankets. "We goin' fo' a walk!"
She glanced at the clock. "Rem, it's after one A.M." He pulled her out of bed. "An' it's dark—" She was cut off when he wrapped his arms around her bare waist and kissed her softly. "Ah'll be ready in a minute."
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"If they find out we left the institute, we're in so much trouble." Rogue mumbled walking down the alley next to Remy.
"Psh, C'mon chére, don' t'ink 'bout 'dat." He gave her his infamous smirk. "So what if we get in trouble? We ain't goin' back t' 'de institute."
She stopped dead in her tracks. "'Scuse me?" She raised a brow. "Why? Ya ain't kidnappin' me, are ya?" He shrugged. "Oh mah.. Ya still work foh Magneto, don't ya?"
He looked at her offended and put his hands up in defense. His smirk had faded and his face was now serious. "Non. Y' should know 'dat I don' work fo' 'de Bucket-Head fool anymo'." His smirk appeared as fast as it had faded. "I jus' had other plans.."
Rogue crossed her arms. "Like what?" She shook her head. "Plans at this time o' the day? Only pervs.." Her voice trailed off. "Remy!"
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"I t'ought we could use some alone time!"
"At a hotel?"
"Oui!"
Rogue tried not to smile as she looked around the hotel room. It wasn't that fancy but it wasn't all that cheap. "Ya want ta get tagether with me in a hotel?"
He looked at her shocked. "Non." His expression faded. "But if 'de boot fits.."
"Don't ya mean if the 'shoe fits'?"
"Stop correctin' me."
Suddenly and unexpectedly, Rogue shoved Gambit hard onto the bed. She saddled herself over his hips and leaned down so that her face was just inches apart from his. She placed her hands down on his shoulders for support and balance.
"Uh.." Remy was at loss for words by her sudden actions.
"What's the matter, Remy?" She asked placing one hand at the side of his face. "Don't ya want me?"
"Mo' than anythin'." He said sitting up. She landed in his lap. "Don' test me, Rogue."
"Why?" She asked unbuttoning her black button down shirt that she had put on before leaving. She pulled off the shirt, revealing her dark green bra. He eyed her cleavage nervously.
"Rogue.." He exhaled deeply. "Don'.." She then put her arms behind her as she tried to unhook her bra. He quickly stopped her by placing his cold hands on her shoulders. Her body heat warmed up the palms of his hands. A strange feeling shot through him. It made his heart race. His stomach suddenly felt weird; as if he were seasick. His arms fell limply to his side.
"Yoah blushin'." Rogue teased as she got off his lap and grabbed her shirt. After she finished buttoning it up, she turned on the light and noticed the Cajun's pale face. "Rem? Ya okay?"
He blinked. "F-fine. I'm fine."
She looked down. "Let's go home."
After a few silent minutes, he nodded.
***
Remy sat on the couch at the institute staring at the television. It wasn't even turned on; he didn't even notice. His world was silent; the alarms could go off and he wouldn't notice. Right now his mind had a one-track thing and that one thing was Rogue.
"Rogue." He mumbled, rubbing his chin. He blinked and then smiled. His Rogue. He groaned then fell over. The last thing he wanted to do was screw things up between them. She had surprised him. In more ways than one. She wasn't the first to do something like that but he had felt something. And that something scared him. It was something he had never felt before. And this something was love. True love.
And right now, he hated being empathetic. When he had touched Rogue.. He felt it. He felt her emotions. It was like they were somehow connected to each other and their emotions were the same. One of a kind. When he was in her head, he felt everything she felt. When she apologized for what had happened, it nearly broke his heart because of how sincere it was. For some reason, Remy felt like he was still connected with Rogue. It was like they shared a special bond.
"'Ello." Rogue blinked in confusion as she leaned against the frame in the doorway. Remy was facing the other direction yet he knew she was there. "Empath." He answered before she could say anything. "I could feel y-y' comin' closer." She walked over, closer to him. He quickly sat up. "Not now, Rogue." She took a step backwards then turned around and walked out of the room. He turned his head and stared at her backside until it disappeared out of view. "Man, 'dat girl drives me crazy." He inhaled sharply. "Yet I still love 'er.." He smiled and almost laughed. "She be a thief. She captured mon heart.." He placed his hands on his chest; over his heart. "An' I stole 'ers.."
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"Who would've guess that by absorbing Gambit into your head, that would have made you fall in love with him and change both of your lives, like, forever!"
Rogue closed her eyes and counted to ten then opened them. That didn't work. She still felt like murdering the younger girl. "Ah didn't like 'im immediately.. he jus' kinda grew on me." She sighed. "Why am Ah tellin' ya all of this."
"Because Gambit isn't in your head anymore." Kitty answered simply. "Maybe you should be talking to him." She paused dramatically. "But you can't! Because you only talk to people you absorb into your head."
"That's it!" Kitty squealed as Rogue, in a quick movement, got off her bed and chased her. Kitty phased through the door. Rogue still managed to be at the girls' heels. "Ah'm goin' ta get ya Kit!"
"Later!" Kitty phased right through the floor. Rogue groaned then stopped running which caused her to side down the carpet.
"Ow." She winced touching the rug burns that went down her shins. "Ah'm so goin' ta get her back foh this." She brought her thumb up to her face and groaned. "Aw damn, how the hell did Ah manage ta break a nail?" She sighed. "An' Ah have a.. Hangnail!?"
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"If you see Rogue, don't tell her I'm in here." Kitty said, running right by Remy who was still in deep though and still sitting on the couch. He shook his head.
"Huh?"
She stopped running and placed her hands on her lips. "Gambit, you're a stud but you need to, like, get your head out of the clouds."
"What clouds?" He paused. "Did y' call me a stud?"
"Yeah, like, totally. But you're Rogue's stud."
"Rogue's stud?"
"Rogue's st—"
"Kitty!"
"Later!"
"Where is she?" Rogue asked, dragging her feet into the living room. "Ah know she was in here."
Remy looked at her, admiring her cut off jean shorts. His eyes wandered down. "Mon dieu, what happened t' yo'r legs?"
"Rug burn—where is she?"
"'Dat looks like it hurts." He commented, standing up. "Y' should go take a hot bath.. or a hot shower."
"Why? Are ya goin' ta walk in on me?"
"'O course. An' I know y' wouldn' have it any other way."
She couldn't help but to smile. "Like ya wouldn't like it."
"Never said I wouldn'."
Things then got silent. Rogue looked around uncomfortably and Remy took interest in looking down.
"Ah'm sorry.." Rogue mumbled. "Foh whatever Ah did."
"Y' didn' do anythin'."
"But.." He walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her so that she was closer to him.
"I jus' have some feelings t' work out, chére." He whispered into her ear. "'In other words.. I love y'.. mo' 'den anythin'."
"Aww." Kitty phased through the couch. "How touching!"
Rogue and Remy exchanged glances.
"Kill?"
"Right after y'."
Kitty yawned at the two. "It's, like, four A.M. I'm going to bed. Just don't like try to suffocate me in my sleep." Before neither of them could respond, she walked right past them and upstairs.
Rogue shivered. "Ah'm goin' ta go get changed—" He smirked. "—an' go ta bed." She turned on her heel.
"Y' goin' t' show me 'dat sexy green bra 'gain?" He asked, walking up stairs with her. He eyed her black shirt and raised his brows suggestively.
"Maybe in yoah dreams."
He frowned.
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"What 'de hell are y' wearin'!?" Remy asked as Rogue walked into her room wearing a purple long sleeves silk pajama shirt with buttons running down the front and matching pants.
"Keep yoah voice down." She warned then looked down at herself. "What wrong with what Ah'm wearin'?"
"I t'ought I was goin' t' keep y' warm.. not 'dose clothes." He sighed. "Clothes are 'de spawn of satin." She walked over to him and kissed his forehead. He placed his hand on her side. "Oh, silk. Nice."
"Do ya realize we hafta get up in.." She yawned. "'Bout two hours foh a trainin' session?"
"'Dey goin' t' have t' drag me outta bed fo' dat." He laid down on her bed and patted the space next to him. She hesitated but climbed in.
"Ya know, Ah'm not goin' ta have this—" She pointed to the black stripe around her neck. "Forever. Touch me while ya can."
He touched her cheek with his bare fingertips. "Yo'r skin is so soft. It's mean t' be touched, mon chére."
"But Ah'm the untouchable."
"We can work across 'dat." His eyelids started to drop. He looked at her, smiling with his eyes half closed. He looked exhausted, tired, and half asleep. "We goin' t' have to work like a team."
"Ah think we can do that." She whispered, laying her head down on the pillow. A few seconds later her eyes closed and she slowly drifted off into sleep.
"Me too.." He mumbled, closing his eyes the rest of the way.
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Alright.. I spent all day on this chapter. I'm not satisfied with it.. *shrugs* But.. whatever.. I just hope y'all like it. I've decided to answer some reviews. I'm half dead right now.. tired.. very tired.. so, if the answers don't make sense.. bite me.
Rogue77 – Yeah, I did use the same line. I didn't even realize it until you mentioned it.
TigerStorm – It so did not what? *scratches ear* Yeah, too much information. Just imagine it. ;)
Yumiko – If I can't get online, I can't post new chapters. So a dead modem = no updates.
The Rogue Witch – This was a little longer. I'll *try* to make the chapters a tad bit longer..
Ahh.. I have no more time to answer the rest, dammit. I just found out my brother is in town and I want to call him up. Thank you all for reviewing. It's greatly appreciated. :)