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Authors Note: Hey just a heads up this is another pointless chapter about Rogue and Remy's past. Okay just a head up. It's got some Romyness in it too. :
Can't Stop Loving You : Cause I can't stop loving you
No I can't stop loving you
: Remy didn't want to return back to the institute. Ever. There were to many memories there. Ones that were happy but to him would turn out sad and depressing because he had found the love of his life and let her go. But isn't that what you do with the ones you love? You let them go. But don't you tell them you love them first so they at least have a choice? But Rogue had no idea how he felt and it was tearing him up inside and he couldn't take it. He needed to charge something, smoke a cigarette something.
The thought of smoking made Remy think of Rogue as well. She had tried so hard to get him to quit and she had almost done it too. If she hadn't of gotten into trouble that one day and made him worry so he smoked to calm him nerves. Then he somehow managed to end up going back to school. Before Remy knew it he began to recall the memories of that time.
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Remy sat on the front steps of the mansion taking a long drag of his cigarette waiting for Rogue to come home from school. She had gotten detention today, normally he would of ridden his bike out there to pick her up but after his little accident with it he was still struggling with repairs. And when some one says you can't make the last sharp turn on Suicide Track believe them.
Remy absently touched his shoulder where he had torn his shoulder in the crash. It wasn't his fault, actually it was. It was his hotheaded temper and pride that had gotten him in that wreck. Luckily Rogue wasn't riding with him or she might be more worse off them him. Remy checked his watch as he exhaled out a puff of smoke it read: 3:49. She should be home by now he thought.
He took another long drag of his cigarette. He was worried now and if Rogue saw him like this she would be pissed cause he promised that he would quiet smoking. To bad stupid things like her being late drove him back to his nasty habits. Remy chuckled and flipped the collar up on his coat, now the cold weather had rolled in. No more 80-degree weather in the fall. Nope. It was winter now early December; the exact date was lost on Remy. Who needed to know the exact date anyway?
Remy looked at his half gone cigarette, and then checked his watch again. 3:59, just about 4 pm. At about.now. 4 pm, and still no Rogue. Detention let out at three o'clock it took her twenty minutes or so to walk home if she wasn't distracted, then it would take forty minutes for her. But even then an hour, Remy come on she's fine nothing can happen to her, so chill out. Remy told himself but it didn't help. The only thing that would help would be seeing Rogue in all her nasty attitude glory stomp up the stairs stop inhale the air frown and look at him then say. " Ah told ya ta quiet smokin'. An' if ya wanna die let meh kill ya it'll happen faster." Then she would continue up into her room and blast her loud rock music until she managed to add a few knew cracks to her walls. Then he would be recruited to go and ask her to turn it down cause he was the only one that wouldn't get killed asking. Sure he would get yelled at but he would be conscious at least when he left the room.
Yup. He knew her all to well and they had only been friends for a month and a half now. At least that's what he thought. Again keeping track of the days was not on top of his things to know list.
Remy sighed in anticipation running his hand threw his now messed up hair do to the fact that he tends to run his hands threw his own hair when he is either stressed or nervous. Remy looked down to his practically gone cigarette and contemplated having another one. On the one side he really needed it to calm his nerves and on the other Rogue would kill him, if she got back. What was he thinking when, WHEN, she got back. So life or death. Life or Death. Don't you just love these easy questions? Remy thought. Well.. Death. He'll take death, maybe Rogue wouldn't notice. Oh who was he kidding she would, but he really needed one right now. And at this rate maybe he would be done before he got back but then she would still smell the smoke on him, and chew him out about it. Now the new question was, was he in the mood to hear her rant about him smoking and how bad it was for him and how it would kill him and then she wouldn't have the pleasure of doing so. Was he going to risk it? Hell yeah.
Fishing into his pocket he managed to find his last one. He was lucky to find the first one. Rogue had ransacked his room and took all of them. She found all of them the carton he hid under his mattress, the two packs in his dresser, and the one in Kurt's dresser. She found the spare he hid under the lose board under the ripped up carpet on the floor not to mention a stack of dirty magazines, but we won't get into that. She said that if there was nothing to tempt him then it would be easier. Sure it would. NOT. He thought. He had been doing good so far, not a smoke for almost a month, until today at least. Yup, one hard month and it all goes down the drain. Maybe he should start using that patch thing on TV. Might work. He thought as he eyed the unlit cigarette in his hand. To lazy to look threw his pockets again for his lighter Remy gave the tip a slight charge and let it go. A small almost unheard pop sound rang and a small flame burned at the end of Remy's cigarette. He brought up his pointer finger and thumb up pinched out the small flame out letting the tip burn he had lost about a centimeter or two by doing this but he figured that he shouldn't have that much. Rogue was going to kill him as it was.
The cigarette was already three fourths of the way gone when Remy checked his watch again. 4: 28. DAM! How the hell did it get so late? The last time he checked it had been four. Okay that does it, Remy thought as he readied himself to stand up. Bike or no bike he was going to go look for her.
Remy was about to stand up when he saw her. Rogue. She was standing at the gate, punching in the key code. The gate opened for her and she walked in. Relief washed over Remy's face. Finally she was back. But something wasn't right. Her hair was a mess, tossed around like she had gotten into a fight, her clothing had a few new holes to them, and Rogue looked completely worn out. She had dirt on her face and clothes and now that she was closer he noticed blood. Blood. Remy stood up in shock as he jogged up to her. " Chere?" He asked, Rogue looked up to him with lifeless eyes. They looked so hollow so empty and lonely.
Remy was about to say something more when Logan burst threw the front doors. " I smell blood." He stated and looked straight to Rogue. " Stripes you okay." Rogue's lifeless body turned to the sound of his voice.
" Yeah Logan. Ah'm fiahne." She said in a toneless manor. She was really creping Remy out now. Logan nodded but didn't move as she began to walk up the stairs and walked right past Logan.
" What happened?" Logan asked Remy like it was his fault.
" Hey, don' look at Remy. De fille jus come back and she be like dat. Remy'll hand it okay Logan?" Remy said running up the stairs to follow her. But Logan stopped him. " Huh?"
" Can't go in there with that thing lit Gumbo." Remy then noticed he still had his cigarette in his hands, he sighed and looked at Logan.
" Enjoy mon ami." Remy said as he quickly put the cigarette in Logan's hands and followed Rogue up to her room. Logan gave the cigarette a quick whiff before sticking it in his mouth. It was no cigar but it would do.
" Chere?" Remy asked lightly knocking on Rogue's door.
No answer.
" P'tite y' in dere?" He asked a little louder this time.
Again no answer.
" Rogue. Come on you're scarin' Remy." He stated in a panicked tone. It was then that he heard a very faint sound of someone on the roof. Instantly Remy knew it was Rogue. So he opened the door and wasn't surprised to find she wasn't in there. He walked over to the open balcony door passing by her stuff while grabbing a blanket from her bed. He climbed up with ease and looked around for her. His eyes widened with fear when he saw he standing over the edge looking down at the ground bellow her. Oh God no. He thought. He slowly walked up behind her making sure she could hear him. The last thing he wanted to have happen would be her freaking out and jumping. " Rogue." He said gently. She didn't make any motion that she heard or was aware of him. He waited a few minutes for her to answer.
" Ya ever jus want to end it Rems?" Rogue spoke softly and seemed so distant like she was somewhere else. Remy's eyes snapped up to look at the back of her head, she didn't look in his direction but he could see the expression on her face. Her question surprised him or maybe it was the fact that she had actually said something. He really didn't know how to answer that, what could he say? Well the truth had always worked in the past right? So why not give it a try right. Tell her the truth.
" Sometimes." He exhaled, see now that wasn't so bad he told him self. Okay. Now what? Remy felt a lump in his throat as he watched her stand there. Rogue nodded it was her silent answer. They had this understanding that they could talk to each other with out words at times. This was one of them.
He stood there about five feet away from her for a while just watching her she shivered. He then remembered that he was still holding a blanket. " Chere." he said cautiously. " Remy's gonna give y' dis blanket, okay?" he asked she didn't answer, she just continued to stare off into space. " Remy's gonna take y' silence as a yes." He said as he moved closer to her. He spread the blanket open and put it over her shoulders wrapping it around her cold body. " Chere, y' as cold as ice." He said trying to lighten the mood. She seemed unaffected by his touch so he just held her there, with his arms wrapped around her waist.
" It happened again." She said sadly. Finally Remy thought. He wasn't to sure she was ever going to tell him what happened to her, being friends with Rogue had really improved his patience level.
" Where?" He asked. He knew what she was talking about, it had happened a couple times but it had never before happened when she could of gotten this banged up before. He felt her shiver beneath the blankets and tightened his grip around her.
" At school." It was barely above a whisper and he could tell she was holding back tears. Oh no, he thought.
" Chere, befo'e we continue y' want t' sit down?" He asked in a charming tone. She nodded as he led her away from the ledge and they sat at a safe distance from it on the roof. He was glad that she wasn't near the ledge anymore it was driving him crazy one wrong move and she could of died. He pulled her right next to him wrapping an arm around her shoulder. " Now chere, tell Remy exactly what happened t'day." He requested, he felt her nod, she had her head resting on his shoulder, as she began to tell him.
" Well ah went ta school taday. All o' it fo' once. It was pretty dull until ah got ta French class, where dis girl was bein' a complete bitch an' givin' meh flack fo' bein' a mutant and what she called a fashion don't. She was givin' meh dis whole jus cause ah'm a mutant doesn' mean dat ah have ta go around wearin' all black, gloves an' clothes dat don' even match." She paused for a moment. Remy just watched her, he didn't even attempt to get in his two cents because he knew she would start talking as soon as she sorted things out in his head. " Ah paid her no mind liahke ah always do, but.taday she went ta far. An' we got inta dis big fight in class. So that's how ah got detention taday." Remy nodded and continued to listen to her.
" Well th' rest o' th' day wasn' so bad othah then that. So ah go ta detention an' she's there but ah don' pay attention ta her. Well after detention her an' her bimbo friends ganged up on meh. Well normally it's nothin' ah can't handle but ah didn' want ta fight um. So ah just kept on walkin' ignorin' them. They kept on tauntin' meh and then the bitch punches meh right in th' face wit' her bare hand." Rogue paused and took another deep breath as if prepping her self to continue explaining. " An' ah get her memories." She began to choke over her words at this point as she recalled the memory. " Ah saw her whole life an' ah felt all th' pain she harbored fo' mutants. Her brotha was killed by a mutant, an' she blames all of us fo' what happened ta him. Ah saw him git killed ovah and ovah again an' after a while the boy became Kurt an' ah saw him bein' killed ovah an' ovah again. Wit' all the pain an' heartache ah was feelin' his rage jus took ovah meh. An' ah lost control. Ah attacked them an' in turn they attacked meh. Well there whas mostly guys an' ah was tryin' ta fight 'im an' them off.an'..an'" Tears began to slowly make there way down her pale face. Remy however didn't notice she was crying until he felt the moisture threw his shirt. He looked down at her in shock. She never cried sure she had been close many times but she never had once allowed them to fall.
Remy did the only thing he could do. He carefully lifted her into his lap and held her there. Wrapping his arms around her as she buried her head deep into his chest. Remy sighed and rested his head on Rogue's head thinking to himself. It used to only happen when she got really emotional, or someone said something to set her off. It used to only be the glowing red eyes and her temper would get worse. But lately it had been getting worse. Ever since she had absorbed a huge part of Apocalypse his physic had always remained strong within her. He had thought it was getting better. She had been going to see the Professor for help and they had sessions but apparently it hadn't really been helping all that much. Lately when he took control his powers would come along with him and then he would channel all his rage onto anyone that was near by. It had been getting worse though and people like this whatever her name was weren't helping the situation.
Remy's trail of thought was cut short when he felt Rogue's body go limp in his arms. At first he panicked but clamed when he felt her steady breathing against his body. She was only sleeping. Good, now he could relax. Wait, no he couldn't he had to fix this. There was no way he was going to let her face all this alone. Sure she could but at a price. She would have to become more isolated that would mean all the progress they had made would be all for nothing. There friendship wouldn't be anything if she wouldn't open up to him any more. Then it hit him. The answer to all his problems, he would go with her. Be there for her against those jerks at school just watching form the sidelines she would have to do the hard part herself but he would help support her. Maybe no one was ever just there for her, just someone she could look to for strength. He couldn't shield her from everything but he could be her pillar of strength. He couldn't protect her forever.
The next morning came pretty quick for him time always seemed to fly when he was with Rogue even if she was sleeping. He stayed up on the roof for about an hour more after she had fallen asleep and tried to figure out how he was going to go about his plan. After he was pretty sure about what he was doing he carefully and miraculously managed to get her down off the balcony and back down into her room. He then sat there on the edge of her bed watching her until Kitty kicked him out. He respected her wishes and stayed out he had to make sure he was ready for tomorrow.
It had taken about twenty minutes or so but he managed to do it. He hacked into the schools computers and added himself to the list and snuck out of the mansion later that night and dropped off a false copy of his records into the new student files. So everything was arranged and ready for him to start school in the morning. Anyone other then Rogue and he never would of considered going threw with this.
Remy sat outside on the stairs out front like he had the day before waiting for Rogue. And this morning he was waiting for Rogue, again. Dang he was nervous; he kept fiddling with his fingers he hadn't thought to grab any cards because he was so nervous well he was out of cards he ran out in the last danger room session and the only other decks he had were his collection cards. He collected cards with cool patterns on them or had meaning to him. Like the deck his Tante Mattie gave him, they had elegant white doves designs and he didn't have the heart charge or use them. Then the deck where it had pictures of the bayou, he could use them and get anther deck but then he would have to go back and he wasn't up for that yet. Dang he was nervous. What was to be nervous about? It was just school. School being one of the worst things in his life. He tried it once when he was 15, it didn't work out. But maybe it would work this year. He had graduated home school in New Orleans but as far as Bayville High knew Remy Lebeau needed to take a last year of French and English, and then one other credit. He was always good in English and French was going to be a breeze.
His other credit was most likely going to be an art class with Rogue if he could manage it. It was to late for him to really make sure. He was too tired which wasn't good. In his line of work you always had to be one your toes. But what was he thinking the last thing he stole was a watch from this total stick up his ass idiot. He was asking for it. That's what he said to Rogue at least when she caught him. She just glared at him. And he just smiled, " Y' want it chere? It's yo' color any way?" And it was, the watch had a black band gold face and diamond crusted numbers. It looked like a girls watch and he was doing the sap a favor. That and he really had pissed him off. Him and Rogue had walked into a store to get a gift for Ororo for her birthday the rich snob gave them this look and asked them " Can I help you?" And if you were smart and red between the lines you would know he meant, " Do you have any money to spend here?" And that just ticked him off, so he took the idiots watch he didn't know why he just felt he needed to do something to get back at him.
Remy smiled at the memory when he walked Rogue out right about the time the man realized his watch was gone trying not to laugh. Rogue wasn't too happy with him about that but she did accept the watch. Saying that the stuck up idiot did in deed deserve it. They did also manage to find a stunning sliver necklace with a snowflake charm on it for Stormy. Rogue insisted they pay for it much to Remy's argument.
The chaotic sounds of the other X-men running around getting ready for school could be heard outside the closed doors of the mansion. Kitty was looking for her books, Scott for his car keys, which Remy had hidden under the sofa cushion in the Rec Room due to his comment last night about him thinking he was taking advantage of Rogue last night. The pretty boy loved to push the Cajun's buttons that's for sure. So Remy decided some small pay back was in order. Nothing big just something simple so he wouldn't know it was him. Jeanie was complaining about there not being enough hot water in the shower for her even though it was her fault she over slept and took close to an hour long shower every morning when she could manage it. Then there was the sound of some of them complaining about there being to many Jamies at the table. And then there was the distinct southern voice of the only person that fully understood him. Rogue. She was arguing with Logan about going to school today. It was one of there louder arguments Remy had to admit.
Suddenly the front door slammed open then shut and Remy heard the sound of an unmistakable pair of combat boots stomp down and heard the owner plop right down next to him with a heavy sigh. " Sometimes ah really hate dat man." Remy smiled at the sound of Rogue's voice. She sounded tired yet alert. He still hadn't looked at her he was still staring right out in front of him. He wasn't really looking at anything-just spacing off.
" Y' say it but y' don' mean it chere." He said still staring off into space. Boy Rogue was going to be surprised when she found out he was going to be going to school with her. But knowing her she was going to ask if he could drive her somewhere so they could ditch. On any other day he would have loved to but today no. There was also the problem with his motorcycle being out of commission.
" Well dis tihame ah mean it." She said firmly, Remy could feel her eyes on him. And heard he fish threw her bag for something. He didn't really pay attention to it as he continued to pull at his gloves.
" Sure." He said sarcastically as he heard the other begin to yell out there good byes and last minute run around for things they forgot. And Scott and Jean call out for rides.
" Scott can' find his keys. Dat yer doin' Swamp Rat?" Rogue asked him raising an eyebrow, Remy smiled. She knew him all to well now sometimes that scared him but others it was nice to talk to someone that knew what was going on with him.
" Remy don' know what y' talkin' 'bout p'tite." Remy said holding back a small laugh but he couldn't hold back the grin.
" Sure." She said copying his comment before. " Here." It was then that Remy looked over his shoulder and looked at her. His mouth slightly dropped a bit at the sight of her. She was wearing her normal Goth attire but it was heavier, much heavier. Her face looked paler then normal and her lips darker and more bolder. With her vast amount eye shadow and eyeliner you couldn't even tell what color her eyes were. She was hiding, again. Remy sighed and shook his head. " Ah said here." She repeated. Remy then looked down at the hand that she had stretched out towards him. In the palm of her had was a new fresh deck of cards. " Ya looked liahke ya were gonna tug yar hand off." Rogue said looking down at his hands. Remy then dropped his hands instantly and grabbed the cards. He fingered them and smiled.
" Merci, chere." He said giving her a slight nod as he smiled. He instantly opened the deck and began to expertly shuffle the deck. It was now Rogue's turn to stare off into space. After a few moments of just listening to Remy shuffle the cards she broke the silence between them.
" Thanks." She said. Remy stopped fiddling with the cards and looked at her.
" Fo' what p'tite?" He honestly didn't know what she was saying thank you for. What had he done to have her say thank you for? Remy thought as he pocketed the cards.
" Fo' keepin' meh from jumpin'." She said quietly so no one could hear her. Right. Then it all clicked in Remy's head. How could he of forgotten something so major like that? He was nervous because he was going back to school for her to keep her from with drawing like she was already doing right now before his eyes. At least she was still talking to him right?
" No problem p'tite." He said winking' at her. Rogue let out a small breath and stood up.
" Give meh a ride ta school?" She asked. Remy smiled but then a small thought entered his mind. How where they going to get to school. His bike was wrecked. It was going to take him another week to finish it at the least. Maybe he was going to have to miraculously find Summers keys and have him give them a ride. Remy mentally frowned at the thought. Him and the golden boy in the same car. Not going to happen. Just then the small clinging and pinging sound of car keys brought Remy out of his thoughts. " Don' worry jus give meh a ride usin' Logan's bike." She said with a evil smile.
" Chere y' pickin' up some of Remy's bad habits." He said standing up and putting a hand out for her to put the keys in.
" Ah know." Rogue said as she dropped the keys into his hands turned to leave.
" Gambit!" Scott called out. Remy cringed, had he been found out. No. There was no way that Scott could know it was him that hid his keys. It was too childish to below him. That's why Remy loved it.
" Oh yer in fo' it." Rogue whispered into his ear as she folded her arms over her chest and stopped on the steps as Scott walked threw the open doors.
" Remy." Scott said in a calm tone. Remy looked at him and sighed.
" Oui?" Remy said impatiently not bothering to fully look at him but casted him a glance over his shoulders.
" Look." Scott started. He looked like he was doing something so bellow himself. Remy loved it. " I can't find my keys and I'm going to be late so." Come on Remy thought. Just spit it out. " Could you hot wire my car just this once until I find my keys later. I'll give ya ten for it."
Remy raised his eyes brows at this. It was one thing for Scott to ask a favor it was another for him to ask for a favor pay for it and go against his good guy code. Scott never did like him and he never really liked him. Just something about the boy that rubbed him the wrong way. Like when he hot-wired his car before to barrow it for a midnight drive Scott basically chewed him out because he a) stole it, but Remy argued that he had intentions of returning it so he barrowed it with out permission. b) Illegally hot-wired, though he didn't see anything illegal about it and said or rather threatened him that if he ever hot-wired the car again he would personally blast a hole threw his body and c) he got a few ashes on the leather interior from his cigarette. Big deal you can vacuum them out.
" So are you going to do it?" Scott asked again. Remy was a bit lost in his thoughts and with the pull back to reality he smiled.
" Remy remembers y' sayin' dat if he ever hot-wires yar car again y' give him a hole t'rew his chest." Remy smiled and he looked over to Rogue whom tried to keep from laughing. Scott frowned and sighed. Remy just shoved one hand in his trench coat pocket and found a cigarette. Making a small note to save it for later. And twirled Logan's keys with his index finger smiling.
" Look please. I'm meeting Taryn in about ten minutes at the front of the school." At this admission Remy frowned. He knew he had heard the name Taryn before but where?
" Taryn?" Rogue decided to pipe in. " Isn't she th' girl that ignored ya because ya were a mutant?" Rogue asked with a look of disgust. Scott nodded looked sad for a moment at the memory and then looked up to her.
" She said that she understands and was mad that I didn't tell her." Scott answered, Remy saw him stiffen at his words finally decided to be a nice guy. For once.
" An' dat makes it okay?" Rogue asked her temper rising. Remy looked at her and could feel an ice-cold wind on his neck. Sure it was December and supposes to be cold, hell it was suppose to snow later in the week. Which would most likely make it a white Christmas here in Bayville he had never experienced a white Christmas before. But the cold wind seemed to come out of nowhere. Or rather from Rogue herself.
" It doesn't but I should at least hear her out." Scott defended himself or maybe he was defending Taryn. Didn't they use to go out or something? It was true everyone deserved a second chance, a chance to start over. He knew about that form experience. The X-men had given him a second chance.
" Y' should homme so Remy'll do it." Remy cut in before Rogue could answer. He didn't know what she was going to say but he figured it would only make her temper worse. And he didn't need her to lose control. Not today when she was going to face her problems. Scott looked grateful smiled really smiled at him. This made Remy uneasy Scott never smiled at him and when he did Remy wasn't to sure if it was a good or bad thing. For now though he was going to let it go.
" Thank you." Scott said and he really meant it, which again freaked Remy out a bit. Again it wasn't a big deal he was just hot-wiring a car. Scott was good enough with cars he should at least know how to hot-wire a car. That was like auto mechanics 101 or something. He never did take shop in school; he never really went to a real school. He had his home ec class with his Tante Mattie where he learned how to become a master chief and as a mental note he needed to teach Kitty a thing or two about cooking. His stomach couldn't take much more of her cooking. He couldn't order out forever.
He had his math and science classes with Antoine Galvez, his father Jean- Luc's life long best friend. The man was always like an uncle to him he would give them candy whenever he came over to visit when he was younger. Antoine was considered at one point the best thief in the Guild. The man could get in and out of anywhere with out being noticed. Could take money from a man he was talking to and looking right out from under his nose with out them noticing. Yes he was considered a legend. That was until a stray bullet shot him in the hip causing him to walk with a limp for the rest of his life. Completely limiting him. He tried to keep up and still be active but it was no good. The injury occurred during one of the last battles between the Assassins and the Thieves of the decade. When they finally decided to settle the matter by having Remy marry Belladonna. It was Antoine that opposed the very idea from the very beginning. As much as the man wanted peace between the guilds it was not worth controlling and planning someone's life over. A man had the right to control there own life his own destiny. He figured the Guilds had been fighting for decades so what was a few more. Remy loved the man like a second father but he was more like an uncle. He was wise kind and gentle, was never one to force you into doing anything, he never told you what to do he only said " Use y' best judgment." And " I trust y'." To Remy those two saying were worse then being ordered around. Parents loved to guilt you into things and Antoine was a master at doing so. Like Jean-Luc he loved to read and was a rational man that thought things threw. It was a wonder that he wasn't head of the Guild. He wasn't afraid to voice his opinion or listen to others; the man was a natural born leader. Yet Jean-Luc ran the Guild and Antoine had no problem with it. It seemed. He still had a high power of authority in the Guild and was always informed no matter how minimal or disastrous it was.
Jean-Luc took care of teaching the boys anything that had to do with books. Jean-Luc loved to teach them about the unknown author. The one that wrote a golden book but they never were really known about. And most of the times those books were the best, the ones written by the little guy. It was also from Jean-Luc with some help from Antoine Galvez that he learned everything you needed to know about being a great thief and one of the number one things about being a great thief was having a way out. And along those lines you needed to know enough about cars, so the first thing they learned was how to hot-wire an engine.
Remy's trail of thought ended when they reached the garage. Scott and Rogue had followed him and Remy was being to feel guiltily. Well just a little bit. Okay so it was microscopic but he still felt it. But oh well he would sneak the keys somewhere obvious later and he would be ten bucks richer. No problem. " Alright homme." Remy began. He figured he should at least show him how to do this. Why the man didn't know was still a complete mystery to him the boy could fix his own car he should at least know how to hot-wire a car? " Look y' see dese two wires?" Remy asked sliding into the drivers seat. Scott nodded and Remy began to explain and slowly showed him how to hot-wire his own car. Rogue just stood there in the corner and watched intensely. Remy could have sworn her eyes flashed red once maybe twice. It could have been the poor lighting but Remy wasn't to quick to blame it on that. " Homme why don' y' already know dis?" Remy just had to ask it was driving him crazy.
" I figured I would never have a need to know this so I didn't pay attention. Thanks by the way. You guys need a ride?" Remy knew he didn't mean it. He was just being nice. Scott looked like he was itching to leave.
" Merci but we have a way." Remy said looking over to Rogue. She gave him an evil smile and he smirked back to her. Scott gave them a questioning look but didn't say anything. He just took off. " See ya." Remy said to the trail of kicked up dirt in the air. " Ready chere?" he asked looking back over to her. Rogue smiled and pushed up against the wall and walked up over to him.
" Born ready Swamp Rat." She answered as they made there way to Logan's bike. It was a sight to behold and Remy had been dieing to give it a test ride forever, because he would die if he rode it. But seeing how Rogue stole the keys she would get off easier then him. Logan had a soft spot for Rogue.
" Ready p'tite?" Remy asked handing her a helmet that she slide over her head. She smiled.
" Ya know he nevah paid ya right?" She asked as she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Remy let out a soft chuckle.
" Yes he did p'tite. He jus doesn' know it yet." Remy said grinning from ear to showing her a small brown leather wallet.
" Remy Lebeau ya lil thief." Rogue said trying to hold in a laugh.
" Prince o' thieves dank you very much." He said shoving the wallet back into his trench coat pocket.
" What about th' boys license. If he gets pulled ovah?" Rogue asked, though it was highly unlikely put he planned ahead.
" What Mr. Golden boy getting pulled over? Neva gonna happen chere but jus in case Remy left it in de passenger seat." He answered smugly gas up the engine letting it run a bit. Logan babied the thing so much it was a wonder the bike didn't have it's own room and pillows under the tires and imported gasoline and.and..now Remy was getting silly. He let his imagination get away with him. Again.
" Okay so how about we have a day out thanks to Scott?" Rogue asked with hope in her voice. And there it was. Remy had been waiting all morning for her to pop the question. He smiled he knew her to well. Of course she was going to try and get out of going to school today. It was what she did she avoided her problems until she was brave enough to face them. Well today he was going to have her face her problems with out giving herself time to prepare. She was going to show the world who she was. What a cool and bright fille she was. An independent and strong woman, at least that's what she showed on the outside. But he knew on the inside she was a confused teenage girl that cared deeply about the ones she loved and did a lot to protect them. The fact that she was alone a majority of the time was the girl loved her independence but also enjoyed somewhat of a social life.
" Non chere. Remy takin' y' t' school. Y're not runnin' form dis." Remy said calmly. " Hang on." He called out as he took off out of the mansion garage and outside the entrance gate.
" No Remy." He heard Rogue being to yell out but it was lost into the wind and Remy laughed to himself as he felt her frustration grow. God he loved to push her buttons it was so much fun and she made it so easy most of the time. It normally took them about ten minutes to get to school but Remy decided to take the scenic route and see just what Logan's pampered motorcycle could do. He slowed a bit.
" So chere. Care t' see what dis t'ing can do befo' school?" Remy yelled out over his shoulder.
" Whay not? Ah might as well have some fun befo' ah face everyone at school." She yelled back to him.
" Oh cheer up chere. Might not be so bad. Now hang on p'tite." Remy yelled as the loud screeching sound of the tires rubbing out on the pavement bellow echoed threw out the streets. Rogue squealed and gripped around his waist tighter as Remy went from 0 to 60 in two seconds. They ended up driving around and taking a few jumps and tested the limits of Logan's motorcycle. It took about all of twenty minutes and school was staring in about seven.
Quickly changing direction Remy came pretty close to hitting 100 miles per hour trying to get Rogue to school on time. Remy managed to get Rogue there in record time from the other side of Bayville to Bayville High, a place where a teenagers worst nightmares can come true. A place where a mutant sticks out like a bad haircut.
The tires screeched and the bike swerved as Remy pulled into a parking stall at the school. Rogue was hanging on for dear life. " Ah think ah'll walk home." Rogue said releasing her death grip from around Remy's waist. Remy just chuckled to himself as he removed his helmet.
" Y' know y' love it." Remy commented as he helped Rogue off the bike. He noticed that she stopped a few steps away from the bike. He followed her gaze and saw this group of what looked like to be a bunch of stuck up snobs. This had to be the group of idiots that had tormented Rogue the other day. " Y' can do dis chere." Remy whispered into her ear giving her a small push in there direction. They were standing in front of the stairs.
" Ah can do this." He heard Rogue whisper to herself as she nodded. Remy watched her swing her brown book bag over her shoulder, take a deep breath then she began to walk forward. She had courage. Once she had nowhere else to run to. Remy watch her, she looked so strong and proud. And Remy admired her for it; he never could do what she had just done. She had been exposed as a mutant, she was tormented and ridiculed, then the one thing no one but him, Logan and the Professor knew a group of stuck up snobs discover the hard way and attack her. Yet.she still faced them with a little push in the right direction that is.
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No I won't stop loving you
Why should I?
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Remy watched her walk up close to them and he could tell she was trying to avoid being seen by them because she had her head tilted slightly to the left. They didn't really seem to notice her. But. He knew all to well their type. Having dealt with them before. Well she made it in, Remy thought as he saw he walk into Bayville High giving him one last glance and smile before she walked in. He always watched her go in whenever he gave her a ride. Just to make sure that she didn't ditch school with out him knowing or with out him period.
The bell rang and after a few groans from the student body they made their was slowly into the building. Smiling smugly to himself Remy pushed up his sunglasses even though he had an image inducer he was just use to the shades. That way he knew for sure that no one could see his eyes. After a final check Remy made his way in for his first day of school. Late.
Remy looked threw the small window that peered into the classroom. Dam they looked like they were falling asleep Remy thought. It had taken the office people a half hour to ring him up, he made sure to make it easy but no adults had to make everything difficult. He tried to spot Rogue but she normally sat in the back so he couldn't see her threw the small window. Thinking about the shocked look on Rogue's face and the small 'o' shape her mouth was going to make when she saw him waltz right in he managed to smile well more like grin from ear-to-ear. With that thought in mind he twisted the knob and waltz right into the classroom.
" Excuse Remy. But he be new here." Remy said walking right up to the teacher giving her his million-dollar smile. She looked about mid forties or so. Not much to look at but the woman had a nice smile.
" Oh yes, that's right you are."
" Remy. Remy Lebeau. Mademoiselle." Remy trailed off reaching for the woman's hand.
" Paden." Remy smiled.
" Mademoiselle Paden." Remy said as he kissed the back of her hand. He had yet to look over at Rogue but if he did right now he for sure knew that her jaw had already hit the floor.
Mrs. Paden was blushing now as she removed her hand from his. " Well yes thank you Mr. Lebeau. Um. you can take a seat right there." She said pointing to an empty desk. " Between Rogue and April." Remy nodded and finally looked over in Rogue's direction. It took all his will power not to bust out laughing right then and there. She looked so shocked her eyes where huge and her mouth was hanging open. She stared point blankly at him as he sat down.
" Careful chere y' face migh' get stuck like dat." Remy whispered in her ear before he sat his butt down. She immediately shut her mouth and blinked rapidly a few times as if she was trying to believe what was going on. " Dis ain't a dream." He answered the question he knew she was asking herself. Rogue shook her head one more time and raised an eyebrow at him and smiled like she couldn't believe this was happening.
" Whay are ya here Swamp Rat?" Rogue whispered back to him leaning close to him while the teachers back was turned.
" Remy needed a chance t' see one of Gods finest creations. You." Remy said with his devil may care attitude and his charming smile. Rogue looked as if she was holding back gagging or laughing he couldn't really tell.
" Oh Gawd." Rogue said putting her head down on her desk.
" Rogue, Mr. Lebeau. Something you would like to share with the rest of the class?" She asked glaring at the two. Remy smiled as an incredibly evil idea filled his head. The only question was how bad was Rogue going to beat him after he did this. Oh hell why not, it would make the other women jealous too. Might make them hate Rogue too? But she hated them anyway and he wasn't too fond of the blond bimbos either. Rogue didn't know it but he would watch her at school and he saw how some of the woman treated her. Well oh hell he was going to do it.
" Yes actually Remy would." Remy said standing up, Rogue's jaw dropped but she then glared at him. The teacher looked surprised as well. " Remy was jus tellin' de femme here dat she be one God's finest creation." Remy then tipped his sunglasses and winked at Rogue. Rogue was now beat red from embarrassment. Remy could hear a few people let out a small laugh but he also heard a few girls go " Aw." And saw some girls glare at her. Remy smirked and looked back to Rogue. She was glaring daggers at him now. But he could only smile right now he was smiling later he knew he was going to end up with a black eye.
" Yes well um." Mrs. Paden looked a bit baffled at the moment. " Next time please hold your discussions for after class." They both nodded and she went back to her lecture.
" Ah'm goin' ta kill ya after this." Rogue whispered to him. " The second where alone yer dead." Remy grinned at her threats he never took them seriously. Never saw a reason to.
The rest of the class seemed to go by pretty fast. Rogue didn't talk to him he knew he was in for it later but didn't really care. He casted a few smiles and small tips of his shades and winks to a couple of girls each one giving him the same responses. Blushing and giggling. Class ended finally and immediately he was surrounded by a number of girls just babbling a mile a minute asking him all these questions.
He couldn't say he wasn't enjoying the attention. He then saw out of the corner of his eye from behind his sunglasses Rogue stand up and begin to walk away. " Rogue." He called out to her. She stopped and looked at him. " Why y' leavin' Remy?" He asked as the girls stopped and watched the two of them talk.
" Oh ah'm not leavin' Remy. Ah'm leavin' Remy's anoyin' fans. Ah'll kill ya later Swamp Rat." She called out smiling as she walked out the door. Remy smiled and tried to pay attention to the many lovely filles surrounding him but he had a bad feeling.
" Who is she to talk that way about you?" One of the girls asked, Remy wasn't to sure which one it was but he smiled at them.
" De femme be mon best friend." He answered, he saw a few of the of the girls jaws drop but they quickly recovered. A few of them snickered but he paid them no mind.
" How? She never says anything nice to people." A blonde girl with killer curves asked him, Remy grinned and thought about it. The bad feeling leaving him for now as he focused on the lovely women surrounding him.
" Maybe it's de people who ain't nice chere." Remy answered as he began to walk to his next class, which he knew, wasn't with Rogue. They had given him six classes something he wasn't expecting but oh well as long as there was someone to talk to he was happy. The group of girls walked him to his next classes. All Rogue less but one other then first period. (They had altered his planned out schedule just great.) He walked out of one class and they were right outside the door waiting for him. He could have sworn he saw Rouge wall down the halls at one point but he wasn't too sure. They did have French together but he couldn't really talk to her. He asked her about the one girl that she had absorbed but apparently she was still in a coma. It just added to Rogue's guilt Remy knew.
School was finally out and Remy decided to stay and talk to his sixth period teacher to avoid the normal group of girls that all of a sudden decided to hang around him today maybe tomorrow would be different. He saw Rouge in the two classes of the three he planed on seeing her in. But every time he tried to talk to her some bimbo blocked him from doing so. He was going to apologize to her later.
Remy left his social studies class about ten minutes late. Somehow he managed to talk to his teacher Mr. Peterson about how to catch up in the class for ten minutes when his teacher repeatedly said it wasn't necessary. What can he say? The man is just that good. Remy smiled smugly to himself as he walked down the empty halls glad to have some alone time. He figured most were gone so he opened up his empathy. It was hard to have it off all the time it was like holding something back all the time like trying not to think. His empathy had been with him since he was a kid he just got used to it. It was like a comforting feeling to just have there. At home or in the institute when he was trying to sleep he would turn his empathy on and just feed off their good vibes. Though when he got the institute there was one person that seemed to have the best feelings when they slept, Rogue. Her dreams most of the time were so pleasant. He guessed what she dreamt about most of the time was how it would feel to touch someone just holding her hand. Her dreams were so pure and happy most of the time. Remy stopped suddenly. He had that feeling again. Something was wrong with Rogue. And his empathy was boosting it.
Fear.
Great fear. A tremendous amount and it was all coming from one person. He couldn't even feel anyone else and he knew and saw a few other people. Then he felt him. Apocalypse. Rogue. Merde. Remy thought, as he took off running towards were he felt her. She was close. Remy flew by several people and they most likely had no idea who it was. In one day he had managed to meet over half of the Bayville High population - mostly women. She was in pain. He could feel it. Like she was struggling. Then he saw her. She was standing in the center of a circle with a group of what looked like to be jocks and off the side were three girls. This was most likely the same group from the other day. He slowed his pace and walked up to them. Getting close enough to be able to hear them. From what he could see Rogue was unharmed so there was no need as of now for him to interfere.
He stood hidden behind the bleachers. They stood on the side of the football field on the track. He could hear them. Taunting her and laughing and she was just taking it. What the hell was she thinking? Remy yelled inside of his head. He made a move to go and put a stop to it.
You can't protect her forever.
His thoughts from the day before came back to haunt him. Dam he thought. He couldn't interfere. He wanted to so badly but he knew she could handle it and if it got any worse he was going to jump in there the second one of them laid a finger on her. Remy clenched and unclenched his fists. Merde. He repeated over and over again in his head.
He turned his head back towards Rogue. If you didn't know anything about Rogue and were just looking at her from a distance you would think she was clam as a cucumber. But if you knew Rogue like Remy knew her. You would see different. What he saw was her left eye slightly more closed then the right. Her weight shifted to her left and not her right like normal. The way she kept on wetting her lips every 1.5 seconds. The way she just clenched and unclenched only her right hand and with the left she kept rubbing her thumb on her left hip. These were the small things that only he noticed when she was fighting for control. When she got to angry that was when Apocalypse would try and take control. And there wasn't much she could do to control it. Remy then strained to hear what was going on but only caught bits and pieces of their taunting.
" Hey come on devil girl? What happened to your red eyes?" A tall blonde boy asked. Remy thought it was Duncan Mathews but wasn't too sure he was wearing a football jacket and it had Varsity on the back so it might have been him. But again all he saw was the back of the guy's head. He saw Rogue's eye begin to twitch. Oh he wanted to go and give that idiot a piece of his mind so badly. It was talking all his will power not to go over there.
" Yeah. You going to go all psycho on us again?"
" Come on you do it here and there is one less mutant around to endanger our lives. You almost killed Samantha." Another one finished for him. Samantha must be the girl that punched Rogue and ended up in a coma. Oh he had to charge something now a card, a stick that jack ass's head. Anything. For the love of God. Remy thought. The one behind Rogue made a move and stepped closer to her. He grabbed her green scarf. He had given that to her. Remy thought as he searched his pocket for something anything. Why did he forget to grab a deck of cards.hey that's right Rogue gave him some. God bless you Rogue, Remy thought as he took out a card and began to give it a small charge he then uncharged. He repeated the a couple times to relieve his stress.
He stopped leaving the card with a steady charge.
Her eyes.
They flashed red. Not a good sign. Not a good sign at all. Remy was tempted to go down there and stop it. But his promise to himself stopped him, held him back.
You can't protect her forever.
" Wow. You guys see that? I think we have hit a soft spot gentle men." The blonde one. Duncan. Screw it if it wasn't Duncan it looked like him and it was easier to keep track of the morons if he named them.
Again her eyes flashed. Relax Rogue clam down. They ain't worth it. Remy tried to tell her in his mind. God he wished he was a telepath right now. More then anything he wished he was. " Jus walk away chere." Remy whispered to himself to quiet for anyone to be able to hear.
" Come on you Mutie freak you want it back? Well then come and get it. Were going to make you suffer for hurting one of our own." A red head said. For now Remy thought just to call him Zacharie. The boy just rubbed him the wrong way. Just like this kid Zacharie he knew when he was ten years old. Boy would always say the world's most stupidest things. Never knew when to shut up and always followed you wherever you went.
Rogue was now facing the ass hole with her scarf. Well call him Paul Remy thought as he watched. He didn't have any bad history with a guy named Paul just hated the name. She glared at him. Her back was now to him. But by the shock in Paul's eyes he could tell that Rogue's eyes were doing the weird red thing they do whenever she loses control. " Give it back to me and no one gets hurt."
Merde.
Her accent was gone. That only meant one thing. She had lost control. The idiots had pushed her to far. That was it he couldn't stand by and watch her like this. It was painful to see her like that. It wasn't Rogue it was Apocalypse and that wasn't right. The man should have died in the explosion. They found his dead body and buried it. But a small piece of him remained. Inside of Rogue. Remy's began to charge a hand full of cards and was about to go in there and help her but.
You can't protect her forever.
Dam it. Remy cursed as he uncharged the cards and watched Rogue.
" Leave now. Befo' ah fully lose control an' do somethin' ah might regret." It was Rogue voice this time and but her eyes stayed a glowing red. None of them made a motion to leave. The three girls had already left with out him noticing. Rogue grunted in anger and grabbed Zacharie by the neck of his shirt as her left hand began to glow a deep red. He saw her face full of rage, Zacharie's back was to him and he had a perfect view of Rogue's face. No. She was going to hurt him. Remy was this close to jumping in. He had recharged his cards he moved out from behind the bleachers but had to jump back when a blast came right in his general direction.
" Get lost now, befo' ah hurt ya." Rogue had stopped him. She dropped Zacharie hard on the floor. Apparently she had lifted him a foot off the ground with out him noticing. " Ah am not a threat ta man kind. Ah'm dis way cause ah saved mankind. What happened ta Samantha was an accident an ah'm sorry. Now git lost befo' it's to late." The three of them nodded and took off running. Remy didn't think they would say anything. They knew she would come after them if they did. " Ya can come out now Remy." Remy's eyes grew huge. How did she know he was here? Remy thought as he came out in full view. Rogue gave him a tired smile. " Ah'm getting' betta." She said with a half smile.
" Y' gave Remy a scare dere chere." Remy said as she walked up to him.
" Sorry. Ya better uncharged dos befo' ya blow off ya hand." Rogue said gesturing to his still charged cards in his hand. He knew he forgot something. He quickly uncharged them and stuffed them into his trench coat pocket.
" Um.Rogue how did y'." Remy tried to say gesturing towards the field trying to kindly ask how she managed to regain control of her body back. He saw Rogue look over her shoulder at the field.
" Ah saw ya walk down here." Rogue said but Remy shook his head. Apparently she didn't get it.
" How'd y' regain control?" He asked Rogue got a little quiet as if to think.
" Ah saw Kevin's face. He looked so afraid and helpless. An' ah saw mah self. Afraid an' helpless bein' taken ovah by a dead God. Ah didn' want ta hurt him or any one. A didn' end up liahke dis ta have Apocalypse run mah body an' life. Ta ruin what we've worked so hard fo'. Ta have humans see mutants as equals as th' same." Rogue answered truthfully. Wow. Remy thought.
" Glad it worked." Remy said putting an arm around her shoulder to help stable her. He could tell she was exhausted. She always was when he tried to take over.
" Oh an' Remy."
" Oui p'tite." Remy asked looking over to her as they walked back to the bike.
" Thank ya for not interferin'. " Rogue said with a sweet smile. Looking at that face he couldn't help but smile back at her.
" Took a lot of will power but Remy did it. He knew y' need t' learn t' protect ya self." Remy said nodding to himself as he walked.
" Oh an' Remy one more thang." Rogue said raising a finger. She stopped and looked at him. " Ya eva embarrass meh lihake dat again in class an' ah'll gut ya." Rogue said seriously. She most likely meant it to but Remy could only smile. " Alive Swamp Rat." She said as an after thought. Remy laughed.
" Maybe chere. De look on y' face was quiet priceless." Remy answered as they reached his bike. There wasn't to many people around anymore. The parking lot was pretty much empty.
" Oh all give ya priceless Cajun." Rogue said jumping on his back and messing up his hair. Remy was stunned.
" Hey, hey not de hair chere." Remy said laughing as he began to tickle her stomach. Rogue screamed and Remy could only laugh as she jumped off his back only to be swooped back up in his arms as he spun her around, both of them laughing up a storm.
" Remy ya are so dead when ah get mah hands on ya." Rogue yelled as she put her face up towards the sky as he spun her around. No long caring that the Cajun was holding her.
" Put ya hands where eva y' like chere. Remy's all yours." Remy said grinning as Rogue playfully slapped his head.
" Lihake here. Or maybe here." She said as she hit the other side of his head and began to mess up his hair all over again. They fooled around for a few more minutes until he put Rogue down because she began to yawn a countless number of times.
" Ready t' go home chere?" Remy asked. Rogue gave a lifeless nod as he walked her over to the bike.
" So Remy." Rogue stopped and yawned. " What made ya really come ta school?" Rogue asked as she slid behind him on the motorcycle.
" You." He answered truthfully.
" Dat's sweet Rems." She yawned again. " So do ya lihake yar knew fan club?" She joked as she slid on her helmet. It was a wonder the bike was still there. You would think that Logan would have come and got it some time in the day leaving them to walk home. That could only mean bad things when they got back.
" De anoyin' if dat's what yer askin' chere?" Remy said with a smile as he rived up the engine.
" Nope."
" Y' jealous?" He just had to ask. It was this male urge inside of him that had to know if she was or not. She shook her head.
" Nope. Kept most o' dos bimbos off mah back taday so go flirt wit' dem wheneva ya want ta sugah." Rogue said and he could tell she was smiling even though he couldn't see her he could tell. He heard her yawn again.
" Drive slow so" She yawned again and he wanted to laugh but refrained from doing so. " a) We don't see Logan fo' a lil longer an' b) ah have no energy ta hang on fo' dear life. So if ah fall off don' be surprised." Rogue said fighting off another yawn. Dang she was never this tired after she lost control, well this was actually the first time she had ever regained control on her own with out him giving her control back.
" Okay p'tite. Remy drive slow an' be y' pillow." He said as they slowly pulled out of the parking lot.
" Much appreciated Swamp Rat." He heard Rogue comment as she leaned her head against his. Remy smiled to himself.
You surprise me no matter what you do chere. Remy thought to himself as he drove them slowly to there doom. Who knew what Logan was going to them when they got returned?
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Author's Note: I'm done hallelujah. This took me a while to write but I like it. I was going to have two memories but the first one snowballed into this long one and I'm happy with it. It explains more about their relationship and why Rouge left. All because Apocalypse isn't being a good physic basically.
Okay I have a bridge another verse and one more chores. Now I know the bridge will be Remy's point of view but the last verse is a repeat one so I was wondering if anyone wanted me to get some of Rogue's point of view in there. Yes, No, Maybe? Let me know okay.
So there will be about two or three more chapters to go and I am still being a bit debative on whether or not I want this to be a happy or sad ending. *Sigh* Choices.
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Okay I've done this twice now and I like doing this so I'll answer some more reviews cause I like scrolling threw these searching for my name. Lol. Sorry if I missed anyone.
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Girl Number 1 - Dam you have a wild imagination. As of right now I have no intentions of having Rogue become this Atomic Bitch but I don't really know. I know as of now that she is gone and Remy is still a tad confused and depressed. So I'll going to go with an angst chapter next time and maybe have him return to the institute I'm not sure though. I'm making this up as I go along. Thank you for your review I enjoyed reading it. Also I do plan to write an Embers/Rogue pairing for you. Just a short maybe five chapters or so thing. It will take me a while. I'm going to finish this and get farther with "Drifters" before I write it though okay?
Teete-Chan - Glad you like the story.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Glad you love my stories. I'm loving yours. I like Childhood Memories better though please update that soon I hate it when writes delay the ending.
DaughterOfDeath - Here's your new chapter. Hope you liked it.
Sash - Dam I didn't think I wrote the angst that good but everyone seemed to think it was really good. I am most defiantly too hard on myself. I rewrote it like three times thinking it wasn't emotional enough. Glad I pushed myself so hard and I'm glad you liked it.
Lulu - No promises that they will get back together soon. Okay. Glad you liked it and again I didn't think it was sad enough.
Carla - What doesn't kill you? Let's see we have suspense and angst anything else? I can lend you my dog's chew toy until the next chapter so you don't chew an arm off. I tend to write more when I'm waiting for someone to update. I kind of add in how I think it should go and kind of weave it into my stories. Again I didn't think I wrote the end that sad. Maybe cause I've read too much angst or it was my first attempt to write it and I thought it sucked but apparently it didn't go figure.
Latin Rose - Dang you were crying since the beginning? * Blushes* That was what I was going for but didn't think it was that sad. Glad you liked it.
BloodDevil - Of course I was thinking about you. I think about everyone that reviews my stories because readers are what makes a story a story. With out readers then there is no story. I'm not asking for reviews I'm just saying that the readers make this story great. Glad you liked it.
Ishandahalf - I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. And am amazed at how many people think it was that sad. I tried but thought it was a little ah what is the word.sappy I think. Glad you liked it. As for the mushy reunion with Remy? If you want a mushy ending you are reading the wrong fic. I can't write anything too mushy without gagging. Or read for that matter. So if I decide on a happy ending then I will try to make it mushy without making it to corny and with out gagging.
Riah Yaps - Okay glad you liked the way I wrote Remy's point of view. I was praying that it wouldn't suck. I was being debative on whether or not I was going to do a point of view thing or a third person thing with everyone but I like this better I can get inside the mans head and I feel like I am really him. I know I weird but if that's what it takes for me to be a good writer I'll do it. I do that a lot actually. I feel like I am the person I'm writing the point of view for. Thank you for the complement and I am very glad that you like my writing style. It means a lot to me.
Rita - Beautiful yet depressing. I'll take that as a complement. I'm glad you liked it.
AngieX - I honestly don't know why I didn't make him go after her? Oh wait yes I do. It was sadder this way and I like sad things. But I promise that in the end it will all work out soemhow.
Rogue Worrier Spirit - Yeah poor Remy. I feel sorry for him and yet I let it happen to him. But oh well I'll fix it up somehow. The question is how do I do this. I need some time to think. Glad you liked it.
Caliente - Well if Remy was sure about how he felt about Rogue at the time I think I would of made him tell her. Maybe not. I'm not sure it's my story and I have no idea what I'm doing.
Bettie-Chan - I love it when I read fics that put me into tears. I'm glad that this one almost got you into tears. That means I'm almost there.
Lil' old me - You know I'm not to sure if I'm going to have Rogue feel the same way again I am making this up as I go. But as of now I'm just thinking like I'm Remy and Rogue's mind isn't going to filter threw me for a while. This story is pretty much writing itself and I'm just along for the ride. Glad you liked it.
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Okay sorry if I missed any one again I'm knew at this.
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Take Care, Rogue Star
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Authors Note: Hey just a heads up this is another pointless chapter about Rogue and Remy's past. Okay just a head up. It's got some Romyness in it too. :
Can't Stop Loving You : Cause I can't stop loving you
No I can't stop loving you
: Remy didn't want to return back to the institute. Ever. There were to many memories there. Ones that were happy but to him would turn out sad and depressing because he had found the love of his life and let her go. But isn't that what you do with the ones you love? You let them go. But don't you tell them you love them first so they at least have a choice? But Rogue had no idea how he felt and it was tearing him up inside and he couldn't take it. He needed to charge something, smoke a cigarette something.
The thought of smoking made Remy think of Rogue as well. She had tried so hard to get him to quit and she had almost done it too. If she hadn't of gotten into trouble that one day and made him worry so he smoked to calm him nerves. Then he somehow managed to end up going back to school. Before Remy knew it he began to recall the memories of that time.
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Remy sat on the front steps of the mansion taking a long drag of his cigarette waiting for Rogue to come home from school. She had gotten detention today, normally he would of ridden his bike out there to pick her up but after his little accident with it he was still struggling with repairs. And when some one says you can't make the last sharp turn on Suicide Track believe them.
Remy absently touched his shoulder where he had torn his shoulder in the crash. It wasn't his fault, actually it was. It was his hotheaded temper and pride that had gotten him in that wreck. Luckily Rogue wasn't riding with him or she might be more worse off them him. Remy checked his watch as he exhaled out a puff of smoke it read: 3:49. She should be home by now he thought.
He took another long drag of his cigarette. He was worried now and if Rogue saw him like this she would be pissed cause he promised that he would quiet smoking. To bad stupid things like her being late drove him back to his nasty habits. Remy chuckled and flipped the collar up on his coat, now the cold weather had rolled in. No more 80-degree weather in the fall. Nope. It was winter now early December; the exact date was lost on Remy. Who needed to know the exact date anyway?
Remy looked at his half gone cigarette, and then checked his watch again. 3:59, just about 4 pm. At about.now. 4 pm, and still no Rogue. Detention let out at three o'clock it took her twenty minutes or so to walk home if she wasn't distracted, then it would take forty minutes for her. But even then an hour, Remy come on she's fine nothing can happen to her, so chill out. Remy told himself but it didn't help. The only thing that would help would be seeing Rogue in all her nasty attitude glory stomp up the stairs stop inhale the air frown and look at him then say. " Ah told ya ta quiet smokin'. An' if ya wanna die let meh kill ya it'll happen faster." Then she would continue up into her room and blast her loud rock music until she managed to add a few knew cracks to her walls. Then he would be recruited to go and ask her to turn it down cause he was the only one that wouldn't get killed asking. Sure he would get yelled at but he would be conscious at least when he left the room.
Yup. He knew her all to well and they had only been friends for a month and a half now. At least that's what he thought. Again keeping track of the days was not on top of his things to know list.
Remy sighed in anticipation running his hand threw his now messed up hair do to the fact that he tends to run his hands threw his own hair when he is either stressed or nervous. Remy looked down to his practically gone cigarette and contemplated having another one. On the one side he really needed it to calm his nerves and on the other Rogue would kill him, if she got back. What was he thinking when, WHEN, she got back. So life or death. Life or Death. Don't you just love these easy questions? Remy thought. Well.. Death. He'll take death, maybe Rogue wouldn't notice. Oh who was he kidding she would, but he really needed one right now. And at this rate maybe he would be done before he got back but then she would still smell the smoke on him, and chew him out about it. Now the new question was, was he in the mood to hear her rant about him smoking and how bad it was for him and how it would kill him and then she wouldn't have the pleasure of doing so. Was he going to risk it? Hell yeah.
Fishing into his pocket he managed to find his last one. He was lucky to find the first one. Rogue had ransacked his room and took all of them. She found all of them the carton he hid under his mattress, the two packs in his dresser, and the one in Kurt's dresser. She found the spare he hid under the lose board under the ripped up carpet on the floor not to mention a stack of dirty magazines, but we won't get into that. She said that if there was nothing to tempt him then it would be easier. Sure it would. NOT. He thought. He had been doing good so far, not a smoke for almost a month, until today at least. Yup, one hard month and it all goes down the drain. Maybe he should start using that patch thing on TV. Might work. He thought as he eyed the unlit cigarette in his hand. To lazy to look threw his pockets again for his lighter Remy gave the tip a slight charge and let it go. A small almost unheard pop sound rang and a small flame burned at the end of Remy's cigarette. He brought up his pointer finger and thumb up pinched out the small flame out letting the tip burn he had lost about a centimeter or two by doing this but he figured that he shouldn't have that much. Rogue was going to kill him as it was.
The cigarette was already three fourths of the way gone when Remy checked his watch again. 4: 28. DAM! How the hell did it get so late? The last time he checked it had been four. Okay that does it, Remy thought as he readied himself to stand up. Bike or no bike he was going to go look for her.
Remy was about to stand up when he saw her. Rogue. She was standing at the gate, punching in the key code. The gate opened for her and she walked in. Relief washed over Remy's face. Finally she was back. But something wasn't right. Her hair was a mess, tossed around like she had gotten into a fight, her clothing had a few new holes to them, and Rogue looked completely worn out. She had dirt on her face and clothes and now that she was closer he noticed blood. Blood. Remy stood up in shock as he jogged up to her. " Chere?" He asked, Rogue looked up to him with lifeless eyes. They looked so hollow so empty and lonely.
Remy was about to say something more when Logan burst threw the front doors. " I smell blood." He stated and looked straight to Rogue. " Stripes you okay." Rogue's lifeless body turned to the sound of his voice.
" Yeah Logan. Ah'm fiahne." She said in a toneless manor. She was really creping Remy out now. Logan nodded but didn't move as she began to walk up the stairs and walked right past Logan.
" What happened?" Logan asked Remy like it was his fault.
" Hey, don' look at Remy. De fille jus come back and she be like dat. Remy'll hand it okay Logan?" Remy said running up the stairs to follow her. But Logan stopped him. " Huh?"
" Can't go in there with that thing lit Gumbo." Remy then noticed he still had his cigarette in his hands, he sighed and looked at Logan.
" Enjoy mon ami." Remy said as he quickly put the cigarette in Logan's hands and followed Rogue up to her room. Logan gave the cigarette a quick whiff before sticking it in his mouth. It was no cigar but it would do.
" Chere?" Remy asked lightly knocking on Rogue's door.
No answer.
" P'tite y' in dere?" He asked a little louder this time.
Again no answer.
" Rogue. Come on you're scarin' Remy." He stated in a panicked tone. It was then that he heard a very faint sound of someone on the roof. Instantly Remy knew it was Rogue. So he opened the door and wasn't surprised to find she wasn't in there. He walked over to the open balcony door passing by her stuff while grabbing a blanket from her bed. He climbed up with ease and looked around for her. His eyes widened with fear when he saw he standing over the edge looking down at the ground bellow her. Oh God no. He thought. He slowly walked up behind her making sure she could hear him. The last thing he wanted to have happen would be her freaking out and jumping. " Rogue." He said gently. She didn't make any motion that she heard or was aware of him. He waited a few minutes for her to answer.
" Ya ever jus want to end it Rems?" Rogue spoke softly and seemed so distant like she was somewhere else. Remy's eyes snapped up to look at the back of her head, she didn't look in his direction but he could see the expression on her face. Her question surprised him or maybe it was the fact that she had actually said something. He really didn't know how to answer that, what could he say? Well the truth had always worked in the past right? So why not give it a try right. Tell her the truth.
" Sometimes." He exhaled, see now that wasn't so bad he told him self. Okay. Now what? Remy felt a lump in his throat as he watched her stand there. Rogue nodded it was her silent answer. They had this understanding that they could talk to each other with out words at times. This was one of them.
He stood there about five feet away from her for a while just watching her she shivered. He then remembered that he was still holding a blanket. " Chere." he said cautiously. " Remy's gonna give y' dis blanket, okay?" he asked she didn't answer, she just continued to stare off into space. " Remy's gonna take y' silence as a yes." He said as he moved closer to her. He spread the blanket open and put it over her shoulders wrapping it around her cold body. " Chere, y' as cold as ice." He said trying to lighten the mood. She seemed unaffected by his touch so he just held her there, with his arms wrapped around her waist.
" It happened again." She said sadly. Finally Remy thought. He wasn't to sure she was ever going to tell him what happened to her, being friends with Rogue had really improved his patience level.
" Where?" He asked. He knew what she was talking about, it had happened a couple times but it had never before happened when she could of gotten this banged up before. He felt her shiver beneath the blankets and tightened his grip around her.
" At school." It was barely above a whisper and he could tell she was holding back tears. Oh no, he thought.
" Chere, befo'e we continue y' want t' sit down?" He asked in a charming tone. She nodded as he led her away from the ledge and they sat at a safe distance from it on the roof. He was glad that she wasn't near the ledge anymore it was driving him crazy one wrong move and she could of died. He pulled her right next to him wrapping an arm around her shoulder. " Now chere, tell Remy exactly what happened t'day." He requested, he felt her nod, she had her head resting on his shoulder, as she began to tell him.
" Well ah went ta school taday. All o' it fo' once. It was pretty dull until ah got ta French class, where dis girl was bein' a complete bitch an' givin' meh flack fo' bein' a mutant and what she called a fashion don't. She was givin' meh dis whole jus cause ah'm a mutant doesn' mean dat ah have ta go around wearin' all black, gloves an' clothes dat don' even match." She paused for a moment. Remy just watched her, he didn't even attempt to get in his two cents because he knew she would start talking as soon as she sorted things out in his head. " Ah paid her no mind liahke ah always do, but.taday she went ta far. An' we got inta dis big fight in class. So that's how ah got detention taday." Remy nodded and continued to listen to her.
" Well th' rest o' th' day wasn' so bad othah then that. So ah go ta detention an' she's there but ah don' pay attention ta her. Well after detention her an' her bimbo friends ganged up on meh. Well normally it's nothin' ah can't handle but ah didn' want ta fight um. So ah just kept on walkin' ignorin' them. They kept on tauntin' meh and then the bitch punches meh right in th' face wit' her bare hand." Rogue paused and took another deep breath as if prepping her self to continue explaining. " An' ah get her memories." She began to choke over her words at this point as she recalled the memory. " Ah saw her whole life an' ah felt all th' pain she harbored fo' mutants. Her brotha was killed by a mutant, an' she blames all of us fo' what happened ta him. Ah saw him git killed ovah and ovah again an' after a while the boy became Kurt an' ah saw him bein' killed ovah an' ovah again. Wit' all the pain an' heartache ah was feelin' his rage jus took ovah meh. An' ah lost control. Ah attacked them an' in turn they attacked meh. Well there whas mostly guys an' ah was tryin' ta fight 'im an' them off.an'..an'" Tears began to slowly make there way down her pale face. Remy however didn't notice she was crying until he felt the moisture threw his shirt. He looked down at her in shock. She never cried sure she had been close many times but she never had once allowed them to fall.
Remy did the only thing he could do. He carefully lifted her into his lap and held her there. Wrapping his arms around her as she buried her head deep into his chest. Remy sighed and rested his head on Rogue's head thinking to himself. It used to only happen when she got really emotional, or someone said something to set her off. It used to only be the glowing red eyes and her temper would get worse. But lately it had been getting worse. Ever since she had absorbed a huge part of Apocalypse his physic had always remained strong within her. He had thought it was getting better. She had been going to see the Professor for help and they had sessions but apparently it hadn't really been helping all that much. Lately when he took control his powers would come along with him and then he would channel all his rage onto anyone that was near by. It had been getting worse though and people like this whatever her name was weren't helping the situation.
Remy's trail of thought was cut short when he felt Rogue's body go limp in his arms. At first he panicked but clamed when he felt her steady breathing against his body. She was only sleeping. Good, now he could relax. Wait, no he couldn't he had to fix this. There was no way he was going to let her face all this alone. Sure she could but at a price. She would have to become more isolated that would mean all the progress they had made would be all for nothing. There friendship wouldn't be anything if she wouldn't open up to him any more. Then it hit him. The answer to all his problems, he would go with her. Be there for her against those jerks at school just watching form the sidelines she would have to do the hard part herself but he would help support her. Maybe no one was ever just there for her, just someone she could look to for strength. He couldn't shield her from everything but he could be her pillar of strength. He couldn't protect her forever.
The next morning came pretty quick for him time always seemed to fly when he was with Rogue even if she was sleeping. He stayed up on the roof for about an hour more after she had fallen asleep and tried to figure out how he was going to go about his plan. After he was pretty sure about what he was doing he carefully and miraculously managed to get her down off the balcony and back down into her room. He then sat there on the edge of her bed watching her until Kitty kicked him out. He respected her wishes and stayed out he had to make sure he was ready for tomorrow.
It had taken about twenty minutes or so but he managed to do it. He hacked into the schools computers and added himself to the list and snuck out of the mansion later that night and dropped off a false copy of his records into the new student files. So everything was arranged and ready for him to start school in the morning. Anyone other then Rogue and he never would of considered going threw with this.
Remy sat outside on the stairs out front like he had the day before waiting for Rogue. And this morning he was waiting for Rogue, again. Dang he was nervous; he kept fiddling with his fingers he hadn't thought to grab any cards because he was so nervous well he was out of cards he ran out in the last danger room session and the only other decks he had were his collection cards. He collected cards with cool patterns on them or had meaning to him. Like the deck his Tante Mattie gave him, they had elegant white doves designs and he didn't have the heart charge or use them. Then the deck where it had pictures of the bayou, he could use them and get anther deck but then he would have to go back and he wasn't up for that yet. Dang he was nervous. What was to be nervous about? It was just school. School being one of the worst things in his life. He tried it once when he was 15, it didn't work out. But maybe it would work this year. He had graduated home school in New Orleans but as far as Bayville High knew Remy Lebeau needed to take a last year of French and English, and then one other credit. He was always good in English and French was going to be a breeze.
His other credit was most likely going to be an art class with Rogue if he could manage it. It was to late for him to really make sure. He was too tired which wasn't good. In his line of work you always had to be one your toes. But what was he thinking the last thing he stole was a watch from this total stick up his ass idiot. He was asking for it. That's what he said to Rogue at least when she caught him. She just glared at him. And he just smiled, " Y' want it chere? It's yo' color any way?" And it was, the watch had a black band gold face and diamond crusted numbers. It looked like a girls watch and he was doing the sap a favor. That and he really had pissed him off. Him and Rogue had walked into a store to get a gift for Ororo for her birthday the rich snob gave them this look and asked them " Can I help you?" And if you were smart and red between the lines you would know he meant, " Do you have any money to spend here?" And that just ticked him off, so he took the idiots watch he didn't know why he just felt he needed to do something to get back at him.
Remy smiled at the memory when he walked Rogue out right about the time the man realized his watch was gone trying not to laugh. Rogue wasn't too happy with him about that but she did accept the watch. Saying that the stuck up idiot did in deed deserve it. They did also manage to find a stunning sliver necklace with a snowflake charm on it for Stormy. Rogue insisted they pay for it much to Remy's argument.
The chaotic sounds of the other X-men running around getting ready for school could be heard outside the closed doors of the mansion. Kitty was looking for her books, Scott for his car keys, which Remy had hidden under the sofa cushion in the Rec Room due to his comment last night about him thinking he was taking advantage of Rogue last night. The pretty boy loved to push the Cajun's buttons that's for sure. So Remy decided some small pay back was in order. Nothing big just something simple so he wouldn't know it was him. Jeanie was complaining about there not being enough hot water in the shower for her even though it was her fault she over slept and took close to an hour long shower every morning when she could manage it. Then there was the sound of some of them complaining about there being to many Jamies at the table. And then there was the distinct southern voice of the only person that fully understood him. Rogue. She was arguing with Logan about going to school today. It was one of there louder arguments Remy had to admit.
Suddenly the front door slammed open then shut and Remy heard the sound of an unmistakable pair of combat boots stomp down and heard the owner plop right down next to him with a heavy sigh. " Sometimes ah really hate dat man." Remy smiled at the sound of Rogue's voice. She sounded tired yet alert. He still hadn't looked at her he was still staring right out in front of him. He wasn't really looking at anything-just spacing off.
" Y' say it but y' don' mean it chere." He said still staring off into space. Boy Rogue was going to be surprised when she found out he was going to be going to school with her. But knowing her she was going to ask if he could drive her somewhere so they could ditch. On any other day he would have loved to but today no. There was also the problem with his motorcycle being out of commission.
" Well dis tihame ah mean it." She said firmly, Remy could feel her eyes on him. And heard he fish threw her bag for something. He didn't really pay attention to it as he continued to pull at his gloves.
" Sure." He said sarcastically as he heard the other begin to yell out there good byes and last minute run around for things they forgot. And Scott and Jean call out for rides.
" Scott can' find his keys. Dat yer doin' Swamp Rat?" Rogue asked him raising an eyebrow, Remy smiled. She knew him all to well now sometimes that scared him but others it was nice to talk to someone that knew what was going on with him.
" Remy don' know what y' talkin' 'bout p'tite." Remy said holding back a small laugh but he couldn't hold back the grin.
" Sure." She said copying his comment before. " Here." It was then that Remy looked over his shoulder and looked at her. His mouth slightly dropped a bit at the sight of her. She was wearing her normal Goth attire but it was heavier, much heavier. Her face looked paler then normal and her lips darker and more bolder. With her vast amount eye shadow and eyeliner you couldn't even tell what color her eyes were. She was hiding, again. Remy sighed and shook his head. " Ah said here." She repeated. Remy then looked down at the hand that she had stretched out towards him. In the palm of her had was a new fresh deck of cards. " Ya looked liahke ya were gonna tug yar hand off." Rogue said looking down at his hands. Remy then dropped his hands instantly and grabbed the cards. He fingered them and smiled.
" Merci, chere." He said giving her a slight nod as he smiled. He instantly opened the deck and began to expertly shuffle the deck. It was now Rogue's turn to stare off into space. After a few moments of just listening to Remy shuffle the cards she broke the silence between them.
" Thanks." She said. Remy stopped fiddling with the cards and looked at her.
" Fo' what p'tite?" He honestly didn't know what she was saying thank you for. What had he done to have her say thank you for? Remy thought as he pocketed the cards.
" Fo' keepin' meh from jumpin'." She said quietly so no one could hear her. Right. Then it all clicked in Remy's head. How could he of forgotten something so major like that? He was nervous because he was going back to school for her to keep her from with drawing like she was already doing right now before his eyes. At least she was still talking to him right?
" No problem p'tite." He said winking' at her. Rogue let out a small breath and stood up.
" Give meh a ride ta school?" She asked. Remy smiled but then a small thought entered his mind. How where they going to get to school. His bike was wrecked. It was going to take him another week to finish it at the least. Maybe he was going to have to miraculously find Summers keys and have him give them a ride. Remy mentally frowned at the thought. Him and the golden boy in the same car. Not going to happen. Just then the small clinging and pinging sound of car keys brought Remy out of his thoughts. " Don' worry jus give meh a ride usin' Logan's bike." She said with a evil smile.
" Chere y' pickin' up some of Remy's bad habits." He said standing up and putting a hand out for her to put the keys in.
" Ah know." Rogue said as she dropped the keys into his hands turned to leave.
" Gambit!" Scott called out. Remy cringed, had he been found out. No. There was no way that Scott could know it was him that hid his keys. It was too childish to below him. That's why Remy loved it.
" Oh yer in fo' it." Rogue whispered into his ear as she folded her arms over her chest and stopped on the steps as Scott walked threw the open doors.
" Remy." Scott said in a calm tone. Remy looked at him and sighed.
" Oui?" Remy said impatiently not bothering to fully look at him but casted him a glance over his shoulders.
" Look." Scott started. He looked like he was doing something so bellow himself. Remy loved it. " I can't find my keys and I'm going to be late so." Come on Remy thought. Just spit it out. " Could you hot wire my car just this once until I find my keys later. I'll give ya ten for it."
Remy raised his eyes brows at this. It was one thing for Scott to ask a favor it was another for him to ask for a favor pay for it and go against his good guy code. Scott never did like him and he never really liked him. Just something about the boy that rubbed him the wrong way. Like when he hot-wired his car before to barrow it for a midnight drive Scott basically chewed him out because he a) stole it, but Remy argued that he had intentions of returning it so he barrowed it with out permission. b) Illegally hot-wired, though he didn't see anything illegal about it and said or rather threatened him that if he ever hot-wired the car again he would personally blast a hole threw his body and c) he got a few ashes on the leather interior from his cigarette. Big deal you can vacuum them out.
" So are you going to do it?" Scott asked again. Remy was a bit lost in his thoughts and with the pull back to reality he smiled.
" Remy remembers y' sayin' dat if he ever hot-wires yar car again y' give him a hole t'rew his chest." Remy smiled and he looked over to Rogue whom tried to keep from laughing. Scott frowned and sighed. Remy just shoved one hand in his trench coat pocket and found a cigarette. Making a small note to save it for later. And twirled Logan's keys with his index finger smiling.
" Look please. I'm meeting Taryn in about ten minutes at the front of the school." At this admission Remy frowned. He knew he had heard the name Taryn before but where?
" Taryn?" Rogue decided to pipe in. " Isn't she th' girl that ignored ya because ya were a mutant?" Rogue asked with a look of disgust. Scott nodded looked sad for a moment at the memory and then looked up to her.
" She said that she understands and was mad that I didn't tell her." Scott answered, Remy saw him stiffen at his words finally decided to be a nice guy. For once.
" An' dat makes it okay?" Rogue asked her temper rising. Remy looked at her and could feel an ice-cold wind on his neck. Sure it was December and supposes to be cold, hell it was suppose to snow later in the week. Which would most likely make it a white Christmas here in Bayville he had never experienced a white Christmas before. But the cold wind seemed to come out of nowhere. Or rather from Rogue herself.
" It doesn't but I should at least hear her out." Scott defended himself or maybe he was defending Taryn. Didn't they use to go out or something? It was true everyone deserved a second chance, a chance to start over. He knew about that form experience. The X-men had given him a second chance.
" Y' should homme so Remy'll do it." Remy cut in before Rogue could answer. He didn't know what she was going to say but he figured it would only make her temper worse. And he didn't need her to lose control. Not today when she was going to face her problems. Scott looked grateful smiled really smiled at him. This made Remy uneasy Scott never smiled at him and when he did Remy wasn't to sure if it was a good or bad thing. For now though he was going to let it go.
" Thank you." Scott said and he really meant it, which again freaked Remy out a bit. Again it wasn't a big deal he was just hot-wiring a car. Scott was good enough with cars he should at least know how to hot-wire a car. That was like auto mechanics 101 or something. He never did take shop in school; he never really went to a real school. He had his home ec class with his Tante Mattie where he learned how to become a master chief and as a mental note he needed to teach Kitty a thing or two about cooking. His stomach couldn't take much more of her cooking. He couldn't order out forever.
He had his math and science classes with Antoine Galvez, his father Jean- Luc's life long best friend. The man was always like an uncle to him he would give them candy whenever he came over to visit when he was younger. Antoine was considered at one point the best thief in the Guild. The man could get in and out of anywhere with out being noticed. Could take money from a man he was talking to and looking right out from under his nose with out them noticing. Yes he was considered a legend. That was until a stray bullet shot him in the hip causing him to walk with a limp for the rest of his life. Completely limiting him. He tried to keep up and still be active but it was no good. The injury occurred during one of the last battles between the Assassins and the Thieves of the decade. When they finally decided to settle the matter by having Remy marry Belladonna. It was Antoine that opposed the very idea from the very beginning. As much as the man wanted peace between the guilds it was not worth controlling and planning someone's life over. A man had the right to control there own life his own destiny. He figured the Guilds had been fighting for decades so what was a few more. Remy loved the man like a second father but he was more like an uncle. He was wise kind and gentle, was never one to force you into doing anything, he never told you what to do he only said " Use y' best judgment." And " I trust y'." To Remy those two saying were worse then being ordered around. Parents loved to guilt you into things and Antoine was a master at doing so. Like Jean-Luc he loved to read and was a rational man that thought things threw. It was a wonder that he wasn't head of the Guild. He wasn't afraid to voice his opinion or listen to others; the man was a natural born leader. Yet Jean-Luc ran the Guild and Antoine had no problem with it. It seemed. He still had a high power of authority in the Guild and was always informed no matter how minimal or disastrous it was.
Jean-Luc took care of teaching the boys anything that had to do with books. Jean-Luc loved to teach them about the unknown author. The one that wrote a golden book but they never were really known about. And most of the times those books were the best, the ones written by the little guy. It was also from Jean-Luc with some help from Antoine Galvez that he learned everything you needed to know about being a great thief and one of the number one things about being a great thief was having a way out. And along those lines you needed to know enough about cars, so the first thing they learned was how to hot-wire an engine.
Remy's trail of thought ended when they reached the garage. Scott and Rogue had followed him and Remy was being to feel guiltily. Well just a little bit. Okay so it was microscopic but he still felt it. But oh well he would sneak the keys somewhere obvious later and he would be ten bucks richer. No problem. " Alright homme." Remy began. He figured he should at least show him how to do this. Why the man didn't know was still a complete mystery to him the boy could fix his own car he should at least know how to hot-wire a car? " Look y' see dese two wires?" Remy asked sliding into the drivers seat. Scott nodded and Remy began to explain and slowly showed him how to hot-wire his own car. Rogue just stood there in the corner and watched intensely. Remy could have sworn her eyes flashed red once maybe twice. It could have been the poor lighting but Remy wasn't to quick to blame it on that. " Homme why don' y' already know dis?" Remy just had to ask it was driving him crazy.
" I figured I would never have a need to know this so I didn't pay attention. Thanks by the way. You guys need a ride?" Remy knew he didn't mean it. He was just being nice. Scott looked like he was itching to leave.
" Merci but we have a way." Remy said looking over to Rogue. She gave him an evil smile and he smirked back to her. Scott gave them a questioning look but didn't say anything. He just took off. " See ya." Remy said to the trail of kicked up dirt in the air. " Ready chere?" he asked looking back over to her. Rogue smiled and pushed up against the wall and walked up over to him.
" Born ready Swamp Rat." She answered as they made there way to Logan's bike. It was a sight to behold and Remy had been dieing to give it a test ride forever, because he would die if he rode it. But seeing how Rogue stole the keys she would get off easier then him. Logan had a soft spot for Rogue.
" Ready p'tite?" Remy asked handing her a helmet that she slide over her head. She smiled.
" Ya know he nevah paid ya right?" She asked as she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. Remy let out a soft chuckle.
" Yes he did p'tite. He jus doesn' know it yet." Remy said grinning from ear to showing her a small brown leather wallet.
" Remy Lebeau ya lil thief." Rogue said trying to hold in a laugh.
" Prince o' thieves dank you very much." He said shoving the wallet back into his trench coat pocket.
" What about th' boys license. If he gets pulled ovah?" Rogue asked, though it was highly unlikely put he planned ahead.
" What Mr. Golden boy getting pulled over? Neva gonna happen chere but jus in case Remy left it in de passenger seat." He answered smugly gas up the engine letting it run a bit. Logan babied the thing so much it was a wonder the bike didn't have it's own room and pillows under the tires and imported gasoline and.and..now Remy was getting silly. He let his imagination get away with him. Again.
" Okay so how about we have a day out thanks to Scott?" Rogue asked with hope in her voice. And there it was. Remy had been waiting all morning for her to pop the question. He smiled he knew her to well. Of course she was going to try and get out of going to school today. It was what she did she avoided her problems until she was brave enough to face them. Well today he was going to have her face her problems with out giving herself time to prepare. She was going to show the world who she was. What a cool and bright fille she was. An independent and strong woman, at least that's what she showed on the outside. But he knew on the inside she was a confused teenage girl that cared deeply about the ones she loved and did a lot to protect them. The fact that she was alone a majority of the time was the girl loved her independence but also enjoyed somewhat of a social life.
" Non chere. Remy takin' y' t' school. Y're not runnin' form dis." Remy said calmly. " Hang on." He called out as he took off out of the mansion garage and outside the entrance gate.
" No Remy." He heard Rogue being to yell out but it was lost into the wind and Remy laughed to himself as he felt her frustration grow. God he loved to push her buttons it was so much fun and she made it so easy most of the time. It normally took them about ten minutes to get to school but Remy decided to take the scenic route and see just what Logan's pampered motorcycle could do. He slowed a bit.
" So chere. Care t' see what dis t'ing can do befo' school?" Remy yelled out over his shoulder.
" Whay not? Ah might as well have some fun befo' ah face everyone at school." She yelled back to him.
" Oh cheer up chere. Might not be so bad. Now hang on p'tite." Remy yelled as the loud screeching sound of the tires rubbing out on the pavement bellow echoed threw out the streets. Rogue squealed and gripped around his waist tighter as Remy went from 0 to 60 in two seconds. They ended up driving around and taking a few jumps and tested the limits of Logan's motorcycle. It took about all of twenty minutes and school was staring in about seven.
Quickly changing direction Remy came pretty close to hitting 100 miles per hour trying to get Rogue to school on time. Remy managed to get Rogue there in record time from the other side of Bayville to Bayville High, a place where a teenagers worst nightmares can come true. A place where a mutant sticks out like a bad haircut.
The tires screeched and the bike swerved as Remy pulled into a parking stall at the school. Rogue was hanging on for dear life. " Ah think ah'll walk home." Rogue said releasing her death grip from around Remy's waist. Remy just chuckled to himself as he removed his helmet.
" Y' know y' love it." Remy commented as he helped Rogue off the bike. He noticed that she stopped a few steps away from the bike. He followed her gaze and saw this group of what looked like to be a bunch of stuck up snobs. This had to be the group of idiots that had tormented Rogue the other day. " Y' can do dis chere." Remy whispered into her ear giving her a small push in there direction. They were standing in front of the stairs.
" Ah can do this." He heard Rogue whisper to herself as she nodded. Remy watched her swing her brown book bag over her shoulder, take a deep breath then she began to walk forward. She had courage. Once she had nowhere else to run to. Remy watch her, she looked so strong and proud. And Remy admired her for it; he never could do what she had just done. She had been exposed as a mutant, she was tormented and ridiculed, then the one thing no one but him, Logan and the Professor knew a group of stuck up snobs discover the hard way and attack her. Yet.she still faced them with a little push in the right direction that is.
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No I won't stop loving you
Why should I?
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Remy watched her walk up close to them and he could tell she was trying to avoid being seen by them because she had her head tilted slightly to the left. They didn't really seem to notice her. But. He knew all to well their type. Having dealt with them before. Well she made it in, Remy thought as he saw he walk into Bayville High giving him one last glance and smile before she walked in. He always watched her go in whenever he gave her a ride. Just to make sure that she didn't ditch school with out him knowing or with out him period.
The bell rang and after a few groans from the student body they made their was slowly into the building. Smiling smugly to himself Remy pushed up his sunglasses even though he had an image inducer he was just use to the shades. That way he knew for sure that no one could see his eyes. After a final check Remy made his way in for his first day of school. Late.
Remy looked threw the small window that peered into the classroom. Dam they looked like they were falling asleep Remy thought. It had taken the office people a half hour to ring him up, he made sure to make it easy but no adults had to make everything difficult. He tried to spot Rogue but she normally sat in the back so he couldn't see her threw the small window. Thinking about the shocked look on Rogue's face and the small 'o' shape her mouth was going to make when she saw him waltz right in he managed to smile well more like grin from ear-to-ear. With that thought in mind he twisted the knob and waltz right into the classroom.
" Excuse Remy. But he be new here." Remy said walking right up to the teacher giving her his million-dollar smile. She looked about mid forties or so. Not much to look at but the woman had a nice smile.
" Oh yes, that's right you are."
" Remy. Remy Lebeau. Mademoiselle." Remy trailed off reaching for the woman's hand.
" Paden." Remy smiled.
" Mademoiselle Paden." Remy said as he kissed the back of her hand. He had yet to look over at Rogue but if he did right now he for sure knew that her jaw had already hit the floor.
Mrs. Paden was blushing now as she removed her hand from his. " Well yes thank you Mr. Lebeau. Um. you can take a seat right there." She said pointing to an empty desk. " Between Rogue and April." Remy nodded and finally looked over in Rogue's direction. It took all his will power not to bust out laughing right then and there. She looked so shocked her eyes where huge and her mouth was hanging open. She stared point blankly at him as he sat down.
" Careful chere y' face migh' get stuck like dat." Remy whispered in her ear before he sat his butt down. She immediately shut her mouth and blinked rapidly a few times as if she was trying to believe what was going on. " Dis ain't a dream." He answered the question he knew she was asking herself. Rogue shook her head one more time and raised an eyebrow at him and smiled like she couldn't believe this was happening.
" Whay are ya here Swamp Rat?" Rogue whispered back to him leaning close to him while the teachers back was turned.
" Remy needed a chance t' see one of Gods finest creations. You." Remy said with his devil may care attitude and his charming smile. Rogue looked as if she was holding back gagging or laughing he couldn't really tell.
" Oh Gawd." Rogue said putting her head down on her desk.
" Rogue, Mr. Lebeau. Something you would like to share with the rest of the class?" She asked glaring at the two. Remy smiled as an incredibly evil idea filled his head. The only question was how bad was Rogue going to beat him after he did this. Oh hell why not, it would make the other women jealous too. Might make them hate Rogue too? But she hated them anyway and he wasn't too fond of the blond bimbos either. Rogue didn't know it but he would watch her at school and he saw how some of the woman treated her. Well oh hell he was going to do it.
" Yes actually Remy would." Remy said standing up, Rogue's jaw dropped but she then glared at him. The teacher looked surprised as well. " Remy was jus tellin' de femme here dat she be one God's finest creation." Remy then tipped his sunglasses and winked at Rogue. Rogue was now beat red from embarrassment. Remy could hear a few people let out a small laugh but he also heard a few girls go " Aw." And saw some girls glare at her. Remy smirked and looked back to Rogue. She was glaring daggers at him now. But he could only smile right now he was smiling later he knew he was going to end up with a black eye.
" Yes well um." Mrs. Paden looked a bit baffled at the moment. " Next time please hold your discussions for after class." They both nodded and she went back to her lecture.
" Ah'm goin' ta kill ya after this." Rogue whispered to him. " The second where alone yer dead." Remy grinned at her threats he never took them seriously. Never saw a reason to.
The rest of the class seemed to go by pretty fast. Rogue didn't talk to him he knew he was in for it later but didn't really care. He casted a few smiles and small tips of his shades and winks to a couple of girls each one giving him the same responses. Blushing and giggling. Class ended finally and immediately he was surrounded by a number of girls just babbling a mile a minute asking him all these questions.
He couldn't say he wasn't enjoying the attention. He then saw out of the corner of his eye from behind his sunglasses Rogue stand up and begin to walk away. " Rogue." He called out to her. She stopped and looked at him. " Why y' leavin' Remy?" He asked as the girls stopped and watched the two of them talk.
" Oh ah'm not leavin' Remy. Ah'm leavin' Remy's anoyin' fans. Ah'll kill ya later Swamp Rat." She called out smiling as she walked out the door. Remy smiled and tried to pay attention to the many lovely filles surrounding him but he had a bad feeling.
" Who is she to talk that way about you?" One of the girls asked, Remy wasn't to sure which one it was but he smiled at them.
" De femme be mon best friend." He answered, he saw a few of the of the girls jaws drop but they quickly recovered. A few of them snickered but he paid them no mind.
" How? She never says anything nice to people." A blonde girl with killer curves asked him, Remy grinned and thought about it. The bad feeling leaving him for now as he focused on the lovely women surrounding him.
" Maybe it's de people who ain't nice chere." Remy answered as he began to walk to his next class, which he knew, wasn't with Rogue. They had given him six classes something he wasn't expecting but oh well as long as there was someone to talk to he was happy. The group of girls walked him to his next classes. All Rogue less but one other then first period. (They had altered his planned out schedule just great.) He walked out of one class and they were right outside the door waiting for him. He could have sworn he saw Rouge wall down the halls at one point but he wasn't too sure. They did have French together but he couldn't really talk to her. He asked her about the one girl that she had absorbed but apparently she was still in a coma. It just added to Rogue's guilt Remy knew.
School was finally out and Remy decided to stay and talk to his sixth period teacher to avoid the normal group of girls that all of a sudden decided to hang around him today maybe tomorrow would be different. He saw Rouge in the two classes of the three he planed on seeing her in. But every time he tried to talk to her some bimbo blocked him from doing so. He was going to apologize to her later.
Remy left his social studies class about ten minutes late. Somehow he managed to talk to his teacher Mr. Peterson about how to catch up in the class for ten minutes when his teacher repeatedly said it wasn't necessary. What can he say? The man is just that good. Remy smiled smugly to himself as he walked down the empty halls glad to have some alone time. He figured most were gone so he opened up his empathy. It was hard to have it off all the time it was like holding something back all the time like trying not to think. His empathy had been with him since he was a kid he just got used to it. It was like a comforting feeling to just have there. At home or in the institute when he was trying to sleep he would turn his empathy on and just feed off their good vibes. Though when he got the institute there was one person that seemed to have the best feelings when they slept, Rogue. Her dreams most of the time were so pleasant. He guessed what she dreamt about most of the time was how it would feel to touch someone just holding her hand. Her dreams were so pure and happy most of the time. Remy stopped suddenly. He had that feeling again. Something was wrong with Rogue. And his empathy was boosting it.
Fear.
Great fear. A tremendous amount and it was all coming from one person. He couldn't even feel anyone else and he knew and saw a few other people. Then he felt him. Apocalypse. Rogue. Merde. Remy thought, as he took off running towards were he felt her. She was close. Remy flew by several people and they most likely had no idea who it was. In one day he had managed to meet over half of the Bayville High population - mostly women. She was in pain. He could feel it. Like she was struggling. Then he saw her. She was standing in the center of a circle with a group of what looked like to be jocks and off the side were three girls. This was most likely the same group from the other day. He slowed his pace and walked up to them. Getting close enough to be able to hear them. From what he could see Rogue was unharmed so there was no need as of now for him to interfere.
He stood hidden behind the bleachers. They stood on the side of the football field on the track. He could hear them. Taunting her and laughing and she was just taking it. What the hell was she thinking? Remy yelled inside of his head. He made a move to go and put a stop to it.
You can't protect her forever.
His thoughts from the day before came back to haunt him. Dam he thought. He couldn't interfere. He wanted to so badly but he knew she could handle it and if it got any worse he was going to jump in there the second one of them laid a finger on her. Remy clenched and unclenched his fists. Merde. He repeated over and over again in his head.
He turned his head back towards Rogue. If you didn't know anything about Rogue and were just looking at her from a distance you would think she was clam as a cucumber. But if you knew Rogue like Remy knew her. You would see different. What he saw was her left eye slightly more closed then the right. Her weight shifted to her left and not her right like normal. The way she kept on wetting her lips every 1.5 seconds. The way she just clenched and unclenched only her right hand and with the left she kept rubbing her thumb on her left hip. These were the small things that only he noticed when she was fighting for control. When she got to angry that was when Apocalypse would try and take control. And there wasn't much she could do to control it. Remy then strained to hear what was going on but only caught bits and pieces of their taunting.
" Hey come on devil girl? What happened to your red eyes?" A tall blonde boy asked. Remy thought it was Duncan Mathews but wasn't too sure he was wearing a football jacket and it had Varsity on the back so it might have been him. But again all he saw was the back of the guy's head. He saw Rogue's eye begin to twitch. Oh he wanted to go and give that idiot a piece of his mind so badly. It was talking all his will power not to go over there.
" Yeah. You going to go all psycho on us again?"
" Come on you do it here and there is one less mutant around to endanger our lives. You almost killed Samantha." Another one finished for him. Samantha must be the girl that punched Rogue and ended up in a coma. Oh he had to charge something now a card, a stick that jack ass's head. Anything. For the love of God. Remy thought. The one behind Rogue made a move and stepped closer to her. He grabbed her green scarf. He had given that to her. Remy thought as he searched his pocket for something anything. Why did he forget to grab a deck of cards.hey that's right Rogue gave him some. God bless you Rogue, Remy thought as he took out a card and began to give it a small charge he then uncharged. He repeated the a couple times to relieve his stress.
He stopped leaving the card with a steady charge.
Her eyes.
They flashed red. Not a good sign. Not a good sign at all. Remy was tempted to go down there and stop it. But his promise to himself stopped him, held him back.
You can't protect her forever.
" Wow. You guys see that? I think we have hit a soft spot gentle men." The blonde one. Duncan. Screw it if it wasn't Duncan it looked like him and it was easier to keep track of the morons if he named them.
Again her eyes flashed. Relax Rogue clam down. They ain't worth it. Remy tried to tell her in his mind. God he wished he was a telepath right now. More then anything he wished he was. " Jus walk away chere." Remy whispered to himself to quiet for anyone to be able to hear.
" Come on you Mutie freak you want it back? Well then come and get it. Were going to make you suffer for hurting one of our own." A red head said. For now Remy thought just to call him Zacharie. The boy just rubbed him the wrong way. Just like this kid Zacharie he knew when he was ten years old. Boy would always say the world's most stupidest things. Never knew when to shut up and always followed you wherever you went.
Rogue was now facing the ass hole with her scarf. Well call him Paul Remy thought as he watched. He didn't have any bad history with a guy named Paul just hated the name. She glared at him. Her back was now to him. But by the shock in Paul's eyes he could tell that Rogue's eyes were doing the weird red thing they do whenever she loses control. " Give it back to me and no one gets hurt."
Merde.
Her accent was gone. That only meant one thing. She had lost control. The idiots had pushed her to far. That was it he couldn't stand by and watch her like this. It was painful to see her like that. It wasn't Rogue it was Apocalypse and that wasn't right. The man should have died in the explosion. They found his dead body and buried it. But a small piece of him remained. Inside of Rogue. Remy's began to charge a hand full of cards and was about to go in there and help her but.
You can't protect her forever.
Dam it. Remy cursed as he uncharged the cards and watched Rogue.
" Leave now. Befo' ah fully lose control an' do somethin' ah might regret." It was Rogue voice this time and but her eyes stayed a glowing red. None of them made a motion to leave. The three girls had already left with out him noticing. Rogue grunted in anger and grabbed Zacharie by the neck of his shirt as her left hand began to glow a deep red. He saw her face full of rage, Zacharie's back was to him and he had a perfect view of Rogue's face. No. She was going to hurt him. Remy was this close to jumping in. He had recharged his cards he moved out from behind the bleachers but had to jump back when a blast came right in his general direction.
" Get lost now, befo' ah hurt ya." Rogue had stopped him. She dropped Zacharie hard on the floor. Apparently she had lifted him a foot off the ground with out him noticing. " Ah am not a threat ta man kind. Ah'm dis way cause ah saved mankind. What happened ta Samantha was an accident an ah'm sorry. Now git lost befo' it's to late." The three of them nodded and took off running. Remy didn't think they would say anything. They knew she would come after them if they did. " Ya can come out now Remy." Remy's eyes grew huge. How did she know he was here? Remy thought as he came out in full view. Rogue gave him a tired smile. " Ah'm getting' betta." She said with a half smile.
" Y' gave Remy a scare dere chere." Remy said as she walked up to him.
" Sorry. Ya better uncharged dos befo' ya blow off ya hand." Rogue said gesturing to his still charged cards in his hand. He knew he forgot something. He quickly uncharged them and stuffed them into his trench coat pocket.
" Um.Rogue how did y'." Remy tried to say gesturing towards the field trying to kindly ask how she managed to regain control of her body back. He saw Rogue look over her shoulder at the field.
" Ah saw ya walk down here." Rogue said but Remy shook his head. Apparently she didn't get it.
" How'd y' regain control?" He asked Rogue got a little quiet as if to think.
" Ah saw Kevin's face. He looked so afraid and helpless. An' ah saw mah self. Afraid an' helpless bein' taken ovah by a dead God. Ah didn' want ta hurt him or any one. A didn' end up liahke dis ta have Apocalypse run mah body an' life. Ta ruin what we've worked so hard fo'. Ta have humans see mutants as equals as th' same." Rogue answered truthfully. Wow. Remy thought.
" Glad it worked." Remy said putting an arm around her shoulder to help stable her. He could tell she was exhausted. She always was when he tried to take over.
" Oh an' Remy."
" Oui p'tite." Remy asked looking over to her as they walked back to the bike.
" Thank ya for not interferin'. " Rogue said with a sweet smile. Looking at that face he couldn't help but smile back at her.
" Took a lot of will power but Remy did it. He knew y' need t' learn t' protect ya self." Remy said nodding to himself as he walked.
" Oh an' Remy one more thang." Rogue said raising a finger. She stopped and looked at him. " Ya eva embarrass meh lihake dat again in class an' ah'll gut ya." Rogue said seriously. She most likely meant it to but Remy could only smile. " Alive Swamp Rat." She said as an after thought. Remy laughed.
" Maybe chere. De look on y' face was quiet priceless." Remy answered as they reached his bike. There wasn't to many people around anymore. The parking lot was pretty much empty.
" Oh all give ya priceless Cajun." Rogue said jumping on his back and messing up his hair. Remy was stunned.
" Hey, hey not de hair chere." Remy said laughing as he began to tickle her stomach. Rogue screamed and Remy could only laugh as she jumped off his back only to be swooped back up in his arms as he spun her around, both of them laughing up a storm.
" Remy ya are so dead when ah get mah hands on ya." Rogue yelled as she put her face up towards the sky as he spun her around. No long caring that the Cajun was holding her.
" Put ya hands where eva y' like chere. Remy's all yours." Remy said grinning as Rogue playfully slapped his head.
" Lihake here. Or maybe here." She said as she hit the other side of his head and began to mess up his hair all over again. They fooled around for a few more minutes until he put Rogue down because she began to yawn a countless number of times.
" Ready t' go home chere?" Remy asked. Rogue gave a lifeless nod as he walked her over to the bike.
" So Remy." Rogue stopped and yawned. " What made ya really come ta school?" Rogue asked as she slid behind him on the motorcycle.
" You." He answered truthfully.
" Dat's sweet Rems." She yawned again. " So do ya lihake yar knew fan club?" She joked as she slid on her helmet. It was a wonder the bike was still there. You would think that Logan would have come and got it some time in the day leaving them to walk home. That could only mean bad things when they got back.
" De anoyin' if dat's what yer askin' chere?" Remy said with a smile as he rived up the engine.
" Nope."
" Y' jealous?" He just had to ask. It was this male urge inside of him that had to know if she was or not. She shook her head.
" Nope. Kept most o' dos bimbos off mah back taday so go flirt wit' dem wheneva ya want ta sugah." Rogue said and he could tell she was smiling even though he couldn't see her he could tell. He heard her yawn again.
" Drive slow so" She yawned again and he wanted to laugh but refrained from doing so. " a) We don't see Logan fo' a lil longer an' b) ah have no energy ta hang on fo' dear life. So if ah fall off don' be surprised." Rogue said fighting off another yawn. Dang she was never this tired after she lost control, well this was actually the first time she had ever regained control on her own with out him giving her control back.
" Okay p'tite. Remy drive slow an' be y' pillow." He said as they slowly pulled out of the parking lot.
" Much appreciated Swamp Rat." He heard Rogue comment as she leaned her head against his. Remy smiled to himself.
You surprise me no matter what you do chere. Remy thought to himself as he drove them slowly to there doom. Who knew what Logan was going to them when they got returned?
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Author's Note: I'm done hallelujah. This took me a while to write but I like it. I was going to have two memories but the first one snowballed into this long one and I'm happy with it. It explains more about their relationship and why Rouge left. All because Apocalypse isn't being a good physic basically.
Okay I have a bridge another verse and one more chores. Now I know the bridge will be Remy's point of view but the last verse is a repeat one so I was wondering if anyone wanted me to get some of Rogue's point of view in there. Yes, No, Maybe? Let me know okay.
So there will be about two or three more chapters to go and I am still being a bit debative on whether or not I want this to be a happy or sad ending. *Sigh* Choices.
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Okay I've done this twice now and I like doing this so I'll answer some more reviews cause I like scrolling threw these searching for my name. Lol. Sorry if I missed anyone.
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Girl Number 1 - Dam you have a wild imagination. As of right now I have no intentions of having Rogue become this Atomic Bitch but I don't really know. I know as of now that she is gone and Remy is still a tad confused and depressed. So I'll going to go with an angst chapter next time and maybe have him return to the institute I'm not sure though. I'm making this up as I go along. Thank you for your review I enjoyed reading it. Also I do plan to write an Embers/Rogue pairing for you. Just a short maybe five chapters or so thing. It will take me a while. I'm going to finish this and get farther with "Drifters" before I write it though okay?
Teete-Chan - Glad you like the story.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Glad you love my stories. I'm loving yours. I like Childhood Memories better though please update that soon I hate it when writes delay the ending.
DaughterOfDeath - Here's your new chapter. Hope you liked it.
Sash - Dam I didn't think I wrote the angst that good but everyone seemed to think it was really good. I am most defiantly too hard on myself. I rewrote it like three times thinking it wasn't emotional enough. Glad I pushed myself so hard and I'm glad you liked it.
Lulu - No promises that they will get back together soon. Okay. Glad you liked it and again I didn't think it was sad enough.
Carla - What doesn't kill you? Let's see we have suspense and angst anything else? I can lend you my dog's chew toy until the next chapter so you don't chew an arm off. I tend to write more when I'm waiting for someone to update. I kind of add in how I think it should go and kind of weave it into my stories. Again I didn't think I wrote the end that sad. Maybe cause I've read too much angst or it was my first attempt to write it and I thought it sucked but apparently it didn't go figure.
Latin Rose - Dang you were crying since the beginning? * Blushes* That was what I was going for but didn't think it was that sad. Glad you liked it.
BloodDevil - Of course I was thinking about you. I think about everyone that reviews my stories because readers are what makes a story a story. With out readers then there is no story. I'm not asking for reviews I'm just saying that the readers make this story great. Glad you liked it.
Ishandahalf - I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. And am amazed at how many people think it was that sad. I tried but thought it was a little ah what is the word.sappy I think. Glad you liked it. As for the mushy reunion with Remy? If you want a mushy ending you are reading the wrong fic. I can't write anything too mushy without gagging. Or read for that matter. So if I decide on a happy ending then I will try to make it mushy without making it to corny and with out gagging.
Riah Yaps - Okay glad you liked the way I wrote Remy's point of view. I was praying that it wouldn't suck. I was being debative on whether or not I was going to do a point of view thing or a third person thing with everyone but I like this better I can get inside the mans head and I feel like I am really him. I know I weird but if that's what it takes for me to be a good writer I'll do it. I do that a lot actually. I feel like I am the person I'm writing the point of view for. Thank you for the complement and I am very glad that you like my writing style. It means a lot to me.
Rita - Beautiful yet depressing. I'll take that as a complement. I'm glad you liked it.
AngieX - I honestly don't know why I didn't make him go after her? Oh wait yes I do. It was sadder this way and I like sad things. But I promise that in the end it will all work out soemhow.
Rogue Worrier Spirit - Yeah poor Remy. I feel sorry for him and yet I let it happen to him. But oh well I'll fix it up somehow. The question is how do I do this. I need some time to think. Glad you liked it.
Caliente - Well if Remy was sure about how he felt about Rogue at the time I think I would of made him tell her. Maybe not. I'm not sure it's my story and I have no idea what I'm doing.
Bettie-Chan - I love it when I read fics that put me into tears. I'm glad that this one almost got you into tears. That means I'm almost there.
Lil' old me - You know I'm not to sure if I'm going to have Rogue feel the same way again I am making this up as I go. But as of now I'm just thinking like I'm Remy and Rogue's mind isn't going to filter threw me for a while. This story is pretty much writing itself and I'm just along for the ride. Glad you liked it.
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Okay sorry if I missed any one again I'm knew at this.
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Take Care, Rogue Star