Shout Outs:
hey all you faithful readers! Sorry I wasn't able to update til now, had alot of computer problems. *hugs*
ishandahalf: You're funny heh. *hugs* thanks for looooving my story! I also agree with you on the idea of Rogue and Logan romance...um heeell no.
Caliente: You're most welcome! And I like it too I mean they enteract like that on the show soooo why not in my lil fic heh. *hugs also*
York: Glad you like and the whole jealous Cajun bit is going to get interesting alright. ~_^
The Untouchable Rogue: Thankies! I'll try to drag out the whole deal of Remy thinkin that Logan and Rogue are a couple the best I can. And there will be a happy ending of course. *smiles*
To the rest of you who have made/left reviews thank you ever so much for your support and views. *hugs the lot of ya*
Author's Note: I'm going to skip ahead a few days in this chapter and Remy's going to start his little mission to woo the Rogue teehee. But who said it's gunna be easy. Also this takes place between the episode where she pushed Mystique and Saturday oct. 4th's ep.
Legal stuffs: I really really hate to disappoint y'all but X-Men Evolution isn't mine. *hides her handcuffs* Oh the things I could do with Remy tho . *snickers sheepishly* I don't own the song either, Bon Jovi does.
(Lyrics)
'thoughts'
~telepathy~ (if I ever use it heh)
--- scene seperation
Let Go.
Chapter 4: Bed of Roses Sort of from Remy's point of view
( Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano. Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know. Cause this bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head and some blonde gave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my bed as I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead...)
Remy sighed mumbling a few choice words in French as he came in the front door of the Mansion. It was eight am, or so his watch read. With a yawn the Cajun teen stretched slowly and looked around with weary red eyes. After seeing Rogue and Wolvie together he had snuck off for the last few nights to a local bar to drowned out the image that plagued his mind. It didn't work, and why he was falling for Rogue so quick was beyond him, he felt like he was on a downwards spiral and he was desending fast into a black pit. But something about that gothic girl got him and got him good. However now there was new problems to handle, how to steal her from the arms of an older man? Mulling towards the kitchen still muttering about things here and there in French, Remy was at a loss he ahd to think fast...he had to sweep the southern shrew off her black combat booted feet.
Suddenly a flash of red caught the Swamp Rat's eyes, he blinked, gaze still a bit on the blurry side," Jeanne?"
"Not a chance LeBeau." Came the leading tone of the Scott Summers.
"Merde'...I mean, heh 'ello Scotty." Gambit flashed him a grin, a very sheepish one at that.
"Hello yourself." The Ruby Red Quartzed glasses wearing team leader gave the Cajun a good once over," I'm not going to ask why, but I've got a good idea where you've been all night." The Boyscout did not sound pleased. At all.
"You gettin' good at dis Remy t'ink." Rather overly quick of himself, Gambit moved towards the Mr. Coffee sitting on the counter and poured himself a glass," Lemme guess missed danger room session dis morin' non?"
Scott simply nodded in disgust and left the kitchen muttering about the fact that Remy Lebeau had no discipline and was in dire need of some," Hm. I think I'll go speak with the Professor about a trainning session with Logan."Cyclops grinned almost evilly, dispite himself.
Remy had almost drank the cup of coffee down by the time any of the other students had reached the kitchen. First to enter being Rogue's half-brother himself Kurt Wagner. An idea by now was slowly seeping into the clever Scoundrel's mind dispite the hangover that was beginning to take effect," Hey dere moi's blue homme."
"Morning Vemy." The German eyed the New Orleans native slowly. It was a rare thing for Kurt to get spoken to by him at all really," What's up?"
"Gambit he in dire need of your 'elp mon ami."Slowly a grin flickered across the dashing features as he slid an arm about Kurt's shoulders in a friendly like manner," Wanna know bout Rogue and Wolvie."
Kurt was quick to discover he had been lead out of the kitchen and into the back hallway by the cunning auburn haired teen," Um...well they're veally close, been so ever since Vogue went through a bad deal with her powers. Logan helped her through alot and he's always been there for her." THe fuzzy blue dude slowly arched a brow," Why are you asking?"
(With an ironclad fist, I wake up and french kiss the morning. While some marching band keeps it's own beat in my head while we're talking, about all of the things I long to believe about love truth and what you mean to me and the truth is baby, you're all that I need...)
Slowly Remy nodded, strong fingers massaging his own chin just below the tuff of hair resting there,"Hm. I see. T'anks Kurt." Remy began to walk away then stopped," Your her brother right?"
"Half brother why?" Again Kurt's brow quirked.
"Right...so know what sort of flowers mon Chere likes?"
Kurt blinked a moment. Was this guy THAT serious about Rogue? Or was he playing around. Nightcrawler wasn't sure if he liked this at all really," Um..Voses I think..." He answered anyhow, curious to see where this might lead too.
" Merci." With that Remy headed towards the garage, his mind full of nothing but roses; He would get every color, every size, every kind he could for her," Let's see dat animal keep up wit' dis one." A gleam in the Cajun's eyes seemed to fortell he was up to sometihng indeed. Silent foot falls almost had the Swamp Rat to his first destination when suddenly...
" Been drinkin' Gumbo?"
Great. Logan. Just what he needed at the moment," Sure t'ing. Jealous Remy didn't invite?" He grinned, but the gleam in his demon stare had gone from cunning to menace.
Logan had noticed the sudden change in the teen's demeanor. He didn't like it. He didn't trust it," Something buggin' Cajun?"
"Maybe." The suave accent dropped low, almost daring, egging Wolverine on. 'Just give me a reason.' Remy thought to himself ' Gemme a reason an' dis Cajun will kick your ass t'ree ways from sunday.' Nonchalantly his fingers slipped inside his usual trench coat and felt the edges of a playing card.
Wolverine watched his movements. He could tell Remy was looking to pick a fight with him, but why? He hadn't done nothing to him...infact for the most part since his arrival at the mansion Logan had stuck up and been on Remy's side. However, it was clearly obvious that something wasn't sitting well with the kid. Against his usual actions, The Wolverine turned and began to walk off," Later Bub."
Remy stood transfixed. Had Logan just walked away from a possible fight?...Or was he seeing things? Maybe he had gone mad afterall...mad with this strange love, strange sensation that Rogue made him feel.The red on black stare peered closely to the time on his watch," No school for Remy today. Not 'nough time."
Upon entering the garage, Gambit made his way over to his bike. A Harley none the less, it had been a real steal four years ago. Kicking up the kick- stand, strong hands revved the engine allowing the metal beast to purr and roar with life. Once sure he had one; Made enough noise and two; made up his mind on where his quest for affections would begin did he finally peel out of the garage startingly young Kitty Pryde who was walking to school this day for a change.
Kitty arched a brow slowly watching Gambit peeling out of the garage. 'What is he up too?' The brown haired valley girl thought to herself curiously. Of course she could simply not keep this to herself, she had to tell everyone at school. Including Rogue, who since her cold had ebbed away over the past few days was now going back to school. With an all knowing grin plastered across her young features, Kitty Pryde made it to Bayvill High a little faster then usual that day, her mind full of what that handsome Cajun could be up too and having a funny feeling it had to do with Rogue.
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The green eyed goth yawned slightly. She hated Math, but at least it was her first class and she got it over and done with. Eyes of emerald drifted around the classroom a moment, falling onto the faces of her peers. Most of the class was there save for one empty seat. His seat. It wasn't unlike Remy to cut class at all, so for the moment Rogue payed it little mind. Instead she tried her hardest to pay attention to the teacher Mr Billows, who was very monotone and sounded less interested in the subject then she was.
Kitty had been silent through most of math, trying to decide wither or not to tell Rogue about seeing Remy this morning. Her brown orbs peered at the clock towards the front of the class 'Better late then never.' the valley girl thought to herself just as the bell rang and Rogue rose form her seat to leave," Rogue! Like wait!"
The Goth heard Kitty, but chose not to pay her any mind 'Whut tha hell does she want?' However the repeated tugging of her backpack was rather annoying, whirling around, hands on hips Rogue glared at her roommate," Whut? An' make it quick mah art class is clear 'cross tha damned campus."
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( I want to lay you down ona bed of roses For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails. I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses...)
He wore his sunglasses. He hated them, but out in public this was how it had to be, he also hated the fact that just about every person in the flower shop was giving him odd looks. ' What can' a guy be in 'ere an' pick out some o'dese t'ings for a chere?..Mon chere even.' Well she wasn't his yet, but maybe by the end of the week? No wait, this is Rogue, safer to say end of the month. Taking a deep breath the teen eyed his wallet, luckily he decided to "borrow" some money from a few people. Once again his eyes flickered over all the different assortments of roses. ' Damn dere's alot.' Running a hand through his auburn hair he trudged up to the counter,"Um..Bonjour."
The sales woman looked up, her clear blue stare meeting that of a sunglasses wear punk kid," Can I help you?" Her accent was that of a born and bred New Yorker.
Remy swallowed," Um...I'd like to buy a dozen of every kinda rose ya got ma'am."
The woman just stared.
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Lunch hour. As always, well not as always Rogue spent it alone today only because Remy had skipped school, and Kitty had seen him. That was unlike the cajun really...It got the River Rat thinking, going over the countless reasons why. Kitty had been all to sure it was because of her...'Why me though?' Not so hungry anymore gloved hands pushed her lunch to the side and digged a book out of her backpack and she began to read.
Loosing herself in the pages of her book, Rogue did not notice when Kurt sat down next to her and began to eat his lunch," Whut you veading?" Came the German accent full of ham on rye.
She jumped, almost completely out of her chair," Damnit! Kurt whut ya mean by scarin' tha shit outta me fer?" shakingly her gloved hands shut the book and then she turned her green stare onto her half-brother.
Kurt shrugged," Sorry. So...how are things Vogue?" He was trying to make casual conversation, something that might arouse the subject of Remy, the Elf was curious about what might or might not be going on between the two of them.
" Thangs are same ol'same ol'. Whut makes ya ask?" Kurt was being to serious, way to serious. What if he knew about Remy and was trying to get her to talk about him? 'Damn Kitty an' her big mouth' Rogue thought idly to herself,' Out with it Blue Boy, tha bells' gunna ring in five."
Taking a drink of his soda Kurt spit it out," Vemy asked me an interesting question this morning..." The blue stare of Nightcrawler checked to make sure she was still with him on this," He ask if I knew what kind of flowers you liked."
Mentally Rogue gasped, mentally she was shocked out of her skin. Remy...wanting to know what kind of flowers she likes!?!? Outwardly Rogue appeared the same as always; cold and indifferent," So? An' whut did ya say?"
" Well I took a guess and said you like voses."
"Ya what..." How the hell did Kurt know she liked roses? A evil glare was shot in Kitty's direction two tables away, only Kitty knew...well 'Hell she prolly told tha whole damned mansion!'Now her curiousty was building...what could that Swamp Rat be up too?
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Remy smirked. This was gunna be good, really good. Before sealing the flower deal, he had called Stormy to make sure only her and the Prof were at home, wasn't the case, but Beast was in the lab downstairs so all was good and he smiled when the woman thought his idea was cute and sweet. He would do something nice for her too, so he had bought her a bouquet of violets, however there was still a bit of a ride ahead for himself and the flower truck behind him.
(Well I'm so far away that each step that I take is on my way home A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night just to see through this payphone. Still I run outo f time or it's hard to get through till the bird on the wire flies me back to you. I'll just close my eyes and whisper, baby blind love is true...)
Remy's mind soon turned to thoughts of Rogue...would this scheme work? Or would she only push him away and run to Logan? Such a thought made him sink into the seat of his motorcycle as the mansion came into sight," Well Rem boy, it's now or it never." It was now.
At that instant, Storm or better known as Ororo Munroe openned the door," Hurry inside my crazy young friend." She smiled, the Goddess approved of Remy trying to win Rogue's affections and for the sake of both of them she hoped it worked out. Unknown to the other X-Men save for Charles, Storm and Remy knew eachother from long ago, but that's another story.
" T'anks for 'elpin Remy out Stormy." He smirked knowing he was kind of like the son she never had.
" Must you call me that rediculas nicname?" There was a tone of amusement in her voice, but also some sadness ' Evan and Remy would have gotten along so well...' The white haired mutant quickly turned her blue gaze towards the delivery truck and motioned to the crew that was now carrying the assortment of flowers up the stairs," Follow me..." The azure gaze quickly fell on the cajun teen," By the Goddess Remy LeBeau, how many roses did you buy!?"
Remy still smirked, like the cat that had ate the canary," Bought every kinda rose dey had. A dozen o'each to be exact." However that wasn't all," But dese Stormy o'my heart are for you." With that the dashing Swamp Rat revealed the bouquet of violets from behind his back and smirked even more," You like oui?"
Ororo couldn't help but smile and chuckle," Why yes Remy, thank you." A hint of ablush briefly touched her carmel colored cheeks as she removed the bouquet from his hands and inhaled the scent of the flowers," Your Father, Jean-Luc used to give me violets when ever I visited him and the Guild." Pausing on the stairs, Storm looked to her younger protege a moment," I'll take these to my room in the attic right quick, I'm sure to assume you know which room is Rogue and Kitty's?"
"Oui, but hurry back dere Stormy, Remy, he'll need all de 'elp he can get." With that said the two friends parted ways, Remy heading for Rogue and Kitty's room and the delivery crew right behind him while Storm moved towards her room within the attic.
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Rogue was simply not having a good day at all. Math class had been boring, in art she kept dropping her paint brushes and her english teacher had actually given her detention. Of all the luck! And then the fact she could not for the life of her get away or of the subject of that damned Swamp Rat. What was with everyone? Even Kurt was talking to her about him, and she'd have a freaking heartattack if Scott or Jean approached her. Even Logan too and Logan did not like Remy at all. Her last class was luckily study hour, and then off to a three hour detention just for smacking Duncan Matthews so hard on the back of his head his nose hit the desk and began to bleed. ' He deserved it, callin' Jean a slut jus' cuz she's a mutant.' Rogue thought bitterly, sure she didn't like Jean, but there are just some lines guys like Duncan cannot cross and not be punished for.
Her emerald gaze shadowed by her dark make-up drifted to the clock, it was almost time, time to face the music. Within her mind, Rogue slowly began to count down the minutes till the bell would ring with a silent sigh. ' Anythin' ta keep mah mind offa Remy.' She thought 'Anythin' at all.' But what would she do in detention?
Just then the sharp and shrill sound of the bell sounded and everyone around her began to pack up their things to go home, normally Rogue would have been one of the first out of the room, but not today; today she was prolonging her agnoy.
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The grin upon his face grew. This was good, too good," I t'ink I out did myself." Remy spoke freely once the delivery people had left. Now all he had to do was take each flower and place them on Rogue's bed and around her side of the room after that. Strolling over to the girl's stereo Remy peered through it," Angry girl music, angry girl music, angry gir-- Bon Jovi?!?! Cute chere an' here Remy t'ought you all tough an' shit, well too much for Jovi listenin' at least." With that said, he openned her cd player and placed the cd in and hit the random play button.
At first as the particular song began to play, Remy payed it no mind, until the chorus however. A brow arched and he paused to listen," Dat's interestin'." Slowly an idea formed in his clever, sneaky head as he went back to placing roses on Rogue's bed and even straightening up her side of the room as he worked
" You're making fast progress my friend." Storm leaned against the door jam watching Remy work.
"What can I say chere? Remy a t'ief, he knows how to work fast wit' his hands." One of his demon eyes winked at her playfully as the song played on behind them.
" Curious choice of song Remy, did it give you this rather romantic idea?" The Goddess mused.
" Non. Jus' peekin through de Belle's cds and saw dat particular one and put it in, hit random and violia dat song starts." he shrugged nonchalantly and went back to the task at hand," T'ink she gunna kill me?"
" It's possible."
" T'anks for de vote o'confedance."
"Welcome my friend."
Remy smirked and shook his head slowly," Smartass."
" Excuse me?" Ororo gave him a stern look that made Remy swallow hard.
" Not'ing." The Charmer smiled sheepishly.
Chuckling, Storm left the room to allow Remy space to do his thing and win the girl's heart, she hoped," He would be good for the child."
"Who would?" Came a gruff voice from behind the African Goddess.
" Logan! Goddess, you scared me." A slender hand rested on the spot where her heart was now pounding almost to the point of going through her skin.
" Sorry 'Ro. And why do I smell cajun in Stripes and Halfpint's room?" Wolverine folded his thick muscular arms staring the woman down with his steel gaze," He's not stealin their underwear or anythin is he?" He spoke as though he knew all about boys like Remy at that particular age.
Ororo couldn't help but laugh," Remy is not that sort of boy my Friend. He's actually doing something rather sweet for Rogue."
" Oh? S'why I smell all them damn flowers?" Curiously Logan stepped over to the doorway of the room and peeked inside," Wow." With that he turned and walked back to Ororo," Kid's got style, I'll give'em that, but if he hurts Rogue, well," As if to prove his point six claws, three on each hand popped out from his knuckl area," He'll get a new style, one holely enough for sunday mass." A snikt sound emitted as the claws retracted back into his hand.
"Remy has good intentions, I assure you." Ororo rested a hand on Logan's shoulder a moment," You forget, he knows what she went through in that cave, he was one of the last to see her before Apoclypse."
Logan nodded," Right. I worry bout her though, I mean poor kid has never gotten a break in life."
Storm smiled," Well perhaps Remy will offer a break for her." With that, the regal woman turned to walk away, then paused and turned around," Would you like to join me for some afternoon tea Logan?"
The gruff man smiled and shrugged," Sure. Why not."
Later that evening...
Rogue sighed. It was late, the sun had set long ago and she was tired, sore, hungry, and mad. With a slam of the front doors she entered the mansion, it was dark," Hm." Her green stare idly checked the clock on the wall and frowned," Shit. Ah'm passed curfew." Whispered the raspy accent as quiet as possible, but luckily it was friday night so most of the mansion was empty. Kitty was off visiting her parents for the weekend, so she had the room all to herself. Jean and Scott were touring colleges around the area, which left just the new kids, Kurt, Storm, Logan, the Prof and...Remy. Shudder.
" If only ah hadn't needed ta walk home." The Goth muttered to herself as she trudged up the stairs and towards her room. At the door, her combat booted feet paused. Something wasn't right, music? Music was coming from her room and Kitty was gone, she had left directly after school. Allowing her curiousty to get the better of her, Rogue slowly entered her room only to gasp autably," Whut in tarnation..." In shock of the sight before her eyes, the normally strong and sure raspy voice came out muffled and hoarse.
Before Rogue was her bed, covered in nothing but roses, hundreds, even thousands of roses covered her side of the room. She was for the first time in a long time speechless as tears began to form behind her usually cruel gaze," Who..." And then she saw it, and it made her slightly frown. 'Remy...'," Ah shoulda known." Walking towards her bed she picked up the playing card from her rose cover pillow and looked it over seeing a note attached to the back of it. Carefully she removed the small peice of paper with her gloved fingers and read it aloud," Push play on your cd player. -Love Remy."
Taking careful steps towards her stereo, not wanting to crush one of the roses, Rogue finally pressed play on her stereo and the strains of the chorus to Bon Jovi's "Bed of Roses" began to play out
( I want to lay you down on a bed of roses for tonite I sleep on a bed of nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses...)
At the sound of the words, Rogue slouched down onto her bed with a sigh and a single tear rolling down her pale painted face. Chewing at her lower lip, the goth stood and got ready for bed, turning down her bed leaving the roses in place. Then before actually getting into her bed of roses, she restarted the song, put it on repeat and sunk into her matress pulling the covers and roses over her form falling asleep with a smile on her face. ' He's so sweet...'
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Just outside of Kitty and Rogue's room, Gambit smiled and lit up a cigerrette with a satisfactory smirk," Night chere, sleep sweet." With that he blew he a kiss and leapt down from the balcony to the ground below. and stealing away into the night," Gotta get to de bar an' 'elp Helen so I can pay for dem roses."
( The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry the bar tender's wig's crooked and she's giving me the eye I might have said yeah, but I laughed so hard I think I died.
When you close your eyes know I'll be thinking about you while my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again. Tonite I won't be alone but you know that don't mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I'd die to defend.
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses.)
TBC
Author's End Note: Well? Here we go, yes Remy made an impact on Rogue with all the roses and what not, but will it stick? Has he tamed the southern shrew? Only time will tell. Also sorry if this chapter seems to skip around alot, there was just alot I wanted to get into it. Also question, should Rogue learn or get some device to control her powers? Yes or no, lemme know what y'all think and thanks for being patient. I promise I'll try to have chap. 5 up soon. *hugs*
hey all you faithful readers! Sorry I wasn't able to update til now, had alot of computer problems. *hugs*
ishandahalf: You're funny heh. *hugs* thanks for looooving my story! I also agree with you on the idea of Rogue and Logan romance...um heeell no.
Caliente: You're most welcome! And I like it too I mean they enteract like that on the show soooo why not in my lil fic heh. *hugs also*
York: Glad you like and the whole jealous Cajun bit is going to get interesting alright. ~_^
The Untouchable Rogue: Thankies! I'll try to drag out the whole deal of Remy thinkin that Logan and Rogue are a couple the best I can. And there will be a happy ending of course. *smiles*
To the rest of you who have made/left reviews thank you ever so much for your support and views. *hugs the lot of ya*
Author's Note: I'm going to skip ahead a few days in this chapter and Remy's going to start his little mission to woo the Rogue teehee. But who said it's gunna be easy. Also this takes place between the episode where she pushed Mystique and Saturday oct. 4th's ep.
Legal stuffs: I really really hate to disappoint y'all but X-Men Evolution isn't mine. *hides her handcuffs* Oh the things I could do with Remy tho . *snickers sheepishly* I don't own the song either, Bon Jovi does.
(Lyrics)
'thoughts'
~telepathy~ (if I ever use it heh)
--- scene seperation
Let Go.
Chapter 4: Bed of Roses Sort of from Remy's point of view
( Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano. Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know. Cause this bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head and some blonde gave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my bed as I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead...)
Remy sighed mumbling a few choice words in French as he came in the front door of the Mansion. It was eight am, or so his watch read. With a yawn the Cajun teen stretched slowly and looked around with weary red eyes. After seeing Rogue and Wolvie together he had snuck off for the last few nights to a local bar to drowned out the image that plagued his mind. It didn't work, and why he was falling for Rogue so quick was beyond him, he felt like he was on a downwards spiral and he was desending fast into a black pit. But something about that gothic girl got him and got him good. However now there was new problems to handle, how to steal her from the arms of an older man? Mulling towards the kitchen still muttering about things here and there in French, Remy was at a loss he ahd to think fast...he had to sweep the southern shrew off her black combat booted feet.
Suddenly a flash of red caught the Swamp Rat's eyes, he blinked, gaze still a bit on the blurry side," Jeanne?"
"Not a chance LeBeau." Came the leading tone of the Scott Summers.
"Merde'...I mean, heh 'ello Scotty." Gambit flashed him a grin, a very sheepish one at that.
"Hello yourself." The Ruby Red Quartzed glasses wearing team leader gave the Cajun a good once over," I'm not going to ask why, but I've got a good idea where you've been all night." The Boyscout did not sound pleased. At all.
"You gettin' good at dis Remy t'ink." Rather overly quick of himself, Gambit moved towards the Mr. Coffee sitting on the counter and poured himself a glass," Lemme guess missed danger room session dis morin' non?"
Scott simply nodded in disgust and left the kitchen muttering about the fact that Remy Lebeau had no discipline and was in dire need of some," Hm. I think I'll go speak with the Professor about a trainning session with Logan."Cyclops grinned almost evilly, dispite himself.
Remy had almost drank the cup of coffee down by the time any of the other students had reached the kitchen. First to enter being Rogue's half-brother himself Kurt Wagner. An idea by now was slowly seeping into the clever Scoundrel's mind dispite the hangover that was beginning to take effect," Hey dere moi's blue homme."
"Morning Vemy." The German eyed the New Orleans native slowly. It was a rare thing for Kurt to get spoken to by him at all really," What's up?"
"Gambit he in dire need of your 'elp mon ami."Slowly a grin flickered across the dashing features as he slid an arm about Kurt's shoulders in a friendly like manner," Wanna know bout Rogue and Wolvie."
Kurt was quick to discover he had been lead out of the kitchen and into the back hallway by the cunning auburn haired teen," Um...well they're veally close, been so ever since Vogue went through a bad deal with her powers. Logan helped her through alot and he's always been there for her." THe fuzzy blue dude slowly arched a brow," Why are you asking?"
(With an ironclad fist, I wake up and french kiss the morning. While some marching band keeps it's own beat in my head while we're talking, about all of the things I long to believe about love truth and what you mean to me and the truth is baby, you're all that I need...)
Slowly Remy nodded, strong fingers massaging his own chin just below the tuff of hair resting there,"Hm. I see. T'anks Kurt." Remy began to walk away then stopped," Your her brother right?"
"Half brother why?" Again Kurt's brow quirked.
"Right...so know what sort of flowers mon Chere likes?"
Kurt blinked a moment. Was this guy THAT serious about Rogue? Or was he playing around. Nightcrawler wasn't sure if he liked this at all really," Um..Voses I think..." He answered anyhow, curious to see where this might lead too.
" Merci." With that Remy headed towards the garage, his mind full of nothing but roses; He would get every color, every size, every kind he could for her," Let's see dat animal keep up wit' dis one." A gleam in the Cajun's eyes seemed to fortell he was up to sometihng indeed. Silent foot falls almost had the Swamp Rat to his first destination when suddenly...
" Been drinkin' Gumbo?"
Great. Logan. Just what he needed at the moment," Sure t'ing. Jealous Remy didn't invite?" He grinned, but the gleam in his demon stare had gone from cunning to menace.
Logan had noticed the sudden change in the teen's demeanor. He didn't like it. He didn't trust it," Something buggin' Cajun?"
"Maybe." The suave accent dropped low, almost daring, egging Wolverine on. 'Just give me a reason.' Remy thought to himself ' Gemme a reason an' dis Cajun will kick your ass t'ree ways from sunday.' Nonchalantly his fingers slipped inside his usual trench coat and felt the edges of a playing card.
Wolverine watched his movements. He could tell Remy was looking to pick a fight with him, but why? He hadn't done nothing to him...infact for the most part since his arrival at the mansion Logan had stuck up and been on Remy's side. However, it was clearly obvious that something wasn't sitting well with the kid. Against his usual actions, The Wolverine turned and began to walk off," Later Bub."
Remy stood transfixed. Had Logan just walked away from a possible fight?...Or was he seeing things? Maybe he had gone mad afterall...mad with this strange love, strange sensation that Rogue made him feel.The red on black stare peered closely to the time on his watch," No school for Remy today. Not 'nough time."
Upon entering the garage, Gambit made his way over to his bike. A Harley none the less, it had been a real steal four years ago. Kicking up the kick- stand, strong hands revved the engine allowing the metal beast to purr and roar with life. Once sure he had one; Made enough noise and two; made up his mind on where his quest for affections would begin did he finally peel out of the garage startingly young Kitty Pryde who was walking to school this day for a change.
Kitty arched a brow slowly watching Gambit peeling out of the garage. 'What is he up too?' The brown haired valley girl thought to herself curiously. Of course she could simply not keep this to herself, she had to tell everyone at school. Including Rogue, who since her cold had ebbed away over the past few days was now going back to school. With an all knowing grin plastered across her young features, Kitty Pryde made it to Bayvill High a little faster then usual that day, her mind full of what that handsome Cajun could be up too and having a funny feeling it had to do with Rogue.
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The green eyed goth yawned slightly. She hated Math, but at least it was her first class and she got it over and done with. Eyes of emerald drifted around the classroom a moment, falling onto the faces of her peers. Most of the class was there save for one empty seat. His seat. It wasn't unlike Remy to cut class at all, so for the moment Rogue payed it little mind. Instead she tried her hardest to pay attention to the teacher Mr Billows, who was very monotone and sounded less interested in the subject then she was.
Kitty had been silent through most of math, trying to decide wither or not to tell Rogue about seeing Remy this morning. Her brown orbs peered at the clock towards the front of the class 'Better late then never.' the valley girl thought to herself just as the bell rang and Rogue rose form her seat to leave," Rogue! Like wait!"
The Goth heard Kitty, but chose not to pay her any mind 'Whut tha hell does she want?' However the repeated tugging of her backpack was rather annoying, whirling around, hands on hips Rogue glared at her roommate," Whut? An' make it quick mah art class is clear 'cross tha damned campus."
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( I want to lay you down ona bed of roses For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails. I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses...)
He wore his sunglasses. He hated them, but out in public this was how it had to be, he also hated the fact that just about every person in the flower shop was giving him odd looks. ' What can' a guy be in 'ere an' pick out some o'dese t'ings for a chere?..Mon chere even.' Well she wasn't his yet, but maybe by the end of the week? No wait, this is Rogue, safer to say end of the month. Taking a deep breath the teen eyed his wallet, luckily he decided to "borrow" some money from a few people. Once again his eyes flickered over all the different assortments of roses. ' Damn dere's alot.' Running a hand through his auburn hair he trudged up to the counter,"Um..Bonjour."
The sales woman looked up, her clear blue stare meeting that of a sunglasses wear punk kid," Can I help you?" Her accent was that of a born and bred New Yorker.
Remy swallowed," Um...I'd like to buy a dozen of every kinda rose ya got ma'am."
The woman just stared.
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Lunch hour. As always, well not as always Rogue spent it alone today only because Remy had skipped school, and Kitty had seen him. That was unlike the cajun really...It got the River Rat thinking, going over the countless reasons why. Kitty had been all to sure it was because of her...'Why me though?' Not so hungry anymore gloved hands pushed her lunch to the side and digged a book out of her backpack and she began to read.
Loosing herself in the pages of her book, Rogue did not notice when Kurt sat down next to her and began to eat his lunch," Whut you veading?" Came the German accent full of ham on rye.
She jumped, almost completely out of her chair," Damnit! Kurt whut ya mean by scarin' tha shit outta me fer?" shakingly her gloved hands shut the book and then she turned her green stare onto her half-brother.
Kurt shrugged," Sorry. So...how are things Vogue?" He was trying to make casual conversation, something that might arouse the subject of Remy, the Elf was curious about what might or might not be going on between the two of them.
" Thangs are same ol'same ol'. Whut makes ya ask?" Kurt was being to serious, way to serious. What if he knew about Remy and was trying to get her to talk about him? 'Damn Kitty an' her big mouth' Rogue thought idly to herself,' Out with it Blue Boy, tha bells' gunna ring in five."
Taking a drink of his soda Kurt spit it out," Vemy asked me an interesting question this morning..." The blue stare of Nightcrawler checked to make sure she was still with him on this," He ask if I knew what kind of flowers you liked."
Mentally Rogue gasped, mentally she was shocked out of her skin. Remy...wanting to know what kind of flowers she likes!?!? Outwardly Rogue appeared the same as always; cold and indifferent," So? An' whut did ya say?"
" Well I took a guess and said you like voses."
"Ya what..." How the hell did Kurt know she liked roses? A evil glare was shot in Kitty's direction two tables away, only Kitty knew...well 'Hell she prolly told tha whole damned mansion!'Now her curiousty was building...what could that Swamp Rat be up too?
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Remy smirked. This was gunna be good, really good. Before sealing the flower deal, he had called Stormy to make sure only her and the Prof were at home, wasn't the case, but Beast was in the lab downstairs so all was good and he smiled when the woman thought his idea was cute and sweet. He would do something nice for her too, so he had bought her a bouquet of violets, however there was still a bit of a ride ahead for himself and the flower truck behind him.
(Well I'm so far away that each step that I take is on my way home A king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night just to see through this payphone. Still I run outo f time or it's hard to get through till the bird on the wire flies me back to you. I'll just close my eyes and whisper, baby blind love is true...)
Remy's mind soon turned to thoughts of Rogue...would this scheme work? Or would she only push him away and run to Logan? Such a thought made him sink into the seat of his motorcycle as the mansion came into sight," Well Rem boy, it's now or it never." It was now.
At that instant, Storm or better known as Ororo Munroe openned the door," Hurry inside my crazy young friend." She smiled, the Goddess approved of Remy trying to win Rogue's affections and for the sake of both of them she hoped it worked out. Unknown to the other X-Men save for Charles, Storm and Remy knew eachother from long ago, but that's another story.
" T'anks for 'elpin Remy out Stormy." He smirked knowing he was kind of like the son she never had.
" Must you call me that rediculas nicname?" There was a tone of amusement in her voice, but also some sadness ' Evan and Remy would have gotten along so well...' The white haired mutant quickly turned her blue gaze towards the delivery truck and motioned to the crew that was now carrying the assortment of flowers up the stairs," Follow me..." The azure gaze quickly fell on the cajun teen," By the Goddess Remy LeBeau, how many roses did you buy!?"
Remy still smirked, like the cat that had ate the canary," Bought every kinda rose dey had. A dozen o'each to be exact." However that wasn't all," But dese Stormy o'my heart are for you." With that the dashing Swamp Rat revealed the bouquet of violets from behind his back and smirked even more," You like oui?"
Ororo couldn't help but smile and chuckle," Why yes Remy, thank you." A hint of ablush briefly touched her carmel colored cheeks as she removed the bouquet from his hands and inhaled the scent of the flowers," Your Father, Jean-Luc used to give me violets when ever I visited him and the Guild." Pausing on the stairs, Storm looked to her younger protege a moment," I'll take these to my room in the attic right quick, I'm sure to assume you know which room is Rogue and Kitty's?"
"Oui, but hurry back dere Stormy, Remy, he'll need all de 'elp he can get." With that said the two friends parted ways, Remy heading for Rogue and Kitty's room and the delivery crew right behind him while Storm moved towards her room within the attic.
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Rogue was simply not having a good day at all. Math class had been boring, in art she kept dropping her paint brushes and her english teacher had actually given her detention. Of all the luck! And then the fact she could not for the life of her get away or of the subject of that damned Swamp Rat. What was with everyone? Even Kurt was talking to her about him, and she'd have a freaking heartattack if Scott or Jean approached her. Even Logan too and Logan did not like Remy at all. Her last class was luckily study hour, and then off to a three hour detention just for smacking Duncan Matthews so hard on the back of his head his nose hit the desk and began to bleed. ' He deserved it, callin' Jean a slut jus' cuz she's a mutant.' Rogue thought bitterly, sure she didn't like Jean, but there are just some lines guys like Duncan cannot cross and not be punished for.
Her emerald gaze shadowed by her dark make-up drifted to the clock, it was almost time, time to face the music. Within her mind, Rogue slowly began to count down the minutes till the bell would ring with a silent sigh. ' Anythin' ta keep mah mind offa Remy.' She thought 'Anythin' at all.' But what would she do in detention?
Just then the sharp and shrill sound of the bell sounded and everyone around her began to pack up their things to go home, normally Rogue would have been one of the first out of the room, but not today; today she was prolonging her agnoy.
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The grin upon his face grew. This was good, too good," I t'ink I out did myself." Remy spoke freely once the delivery people had left. Now all he had to do was take each flower and place them on Rogue's bed and around her side of the room after that. Strolling over to the girl's stereo Remy peered through it," Angry girl music, angry girl music, angry gir-- Bon Jovi?!?! Cute chere an' here Remy t'ought you all tough an' shit, well too much for Jovi listenin' at least." With that said, he openned her cd player and placed the cd in and hit the random play button.
At first as the particular song began to play, Remy payed it no mind, until the chorus however. A brow arched and he paused to listen," Dat's interestin'." Slowly an idea formed in his clever, sneaky head as he went back to placing roses on Rogue's bed and even straightening up her side of the room as he worked
" You're making fast progress my friend." Storm leaned against the door jam watching Remy work.
"What can I say chere? Remy a t'ief, he knows how to work fast wit' his hands." One of his demon eyes winked at her playfully as the song played on behind them.
" Curious choice of song Remy, did it give you this rather romantic idea?" The Goddess mused.
" Non. Jus' peekin through de Belle's cds and saw dat particular one and put it in, hit random and violia dat song starts." he shrugged nonchalantly and went back to the task at hand," T'ink she gunna kill me?"
" It's possible."
" T'anks for de vote o'confedance."
"Welcome my friend."
Remy smirked and shook his head slowly," Smartass."
" Excuse me?" Ororo gave him a stern look that made Remy swallow hard.
" Not'ing." The Charmer smiled sheepishly.
Chuckling, Storm left the room to allow Remy space to do his thing and win the girl's heart, she hoped," He would be good for the child."
"Who would?" Came a gruff voice from behind the African Goddess.
" Logan! Goddess, you scared me." A slender hand rested on the spot where her heart was now pounding almost to the point of going through her skin.
" Sorry 'Ro. And why do I smell cajun in Stripes and Halfpint's room?" Wolverine folded his thick muscular arms staring the woman down with his steel gaze," He's not stealin their underwear or anythin is he?" He spoke as though he knew all about boys like Remy at that particular age.
Ororo couldn't help but laugh," Remy is not that sort of boy my Friend. He's actually doing something rather sweet for Rogue."
" Oh? S'why I smell all them damn flowers?" Curiously Logan stepped over to the doorway of the room and peeked inside," Wow." With that he turned and walked back to Ororo," Kid's got style, I'll give'em that, but if he hurts Rogue, well," As if to prove his point six claws, three on each hand popped out from his knuckl area," He'll get a new style, one holely enough for sunday mass." A snikt sound emitted as the claws retracted back into his hand.
"Remy has good intentions, I assure you." Ororo rested a hand on Logan's shoulder a moment," You forget, he knows what she went through in that cave, he was one of the last to see her before Apoclypse."
Logan nodded," Right. I worry bout her though, I mean poor kid has never gotten a break in life."
Storm smiled," Well perhaps Remy will offer a break for her." With that, the regal woman turned to walk away, then paused and turned around," Would you like to join me for some afternoon tea Logan?"
The gruff man smiled and shrugged," Sure. Why not."
Later that evening...
Rogue sighed. It was late, the sun had set long ago and she was tired, sore, hungry, and mad. With a slam of the front doors she entered the mansion, it was dark," Hm." Her green stare idly checked the clock on the wall and frowned," Shit. Ah'm passed curfew." Whispered the raspy accent as quiet as possible, but luckily it was friday night so most of the mansion was empty. Kitty was off visiting her parents for the weekend, so she had the room all to herself. Jean and Scott were touring colleges around the area, which left just the new kids, Kurt, Storm, Logan, the Prof and...Remy. Shudder.
" If only ah hadn't needed ta walk home." The Goth muttered to herself as she trudged up the stairs and towards her room. At the door, her combat booted feet paused. Something wasn't right, music? Music was coming from her room and Kitty was gone, she had left directly after school. Allowing her curiousty to get the better of her, Rogue slowly entered her room only to gasp autably," Whut in tarnation..." In shock of the sight before her eyes, the normally strong and sure raspy voice came out muffled and hoarse.
Before Rogue was her bed, covered in nothing but roses, hundreds, even thousands of roses covered her side of the room. She was for the first time in a long time speechless as tears began to form behind her usually cruel gaze," Who..." And then she saw it, and it made her slightly frown. 'Remy...'," Ah shoulda known." Walking towards her bed she picked up the playing card from her rose cover pillow and looked it over seeing a note attached to the back of it. Carefully she removed the small peice of paper with her gloved fingers and read it aloud," Push play on your cd player. -Love Remy."
Taking careful steps towards her stereo, not wanting to crush one of the roses, Rogue finally pressed play on her stereo and the strains of the chorus to Bon Jovi's "Bed of Roses" began to play out
( I want to lay you down on a bed of roses for tonite I sleep on a bed of nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses...)
At the sound of the words, Rogue slouched down onto her bed with a sigh and a single tear rolling down her pale painted face. Chewing at her lower lip, the goth stood and got ready for bed, turning down her bed leaving the roses in place. Then before actually getting into her bed of roses, she restarted the song, put it on repeat and sunk into her matress pulling the covers and roses over her form falling asleep with a smile on her face. ' He's so sweet...'
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Just outside of Kitty and Rogue's room, Gambit smiled and lit up a cigerrette with a satisfactory smirk," Night chere, sleep sweet." With that he blew he a kiss and leapt down from the balcony to the ground below. and stealing away into the night," Gotta get to de bar an' 'elp Helen so I can pay for dem roses."
( The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry the bar tender's wig's crooked and she's giving me the eye I might have said yeah, but I laughed so hard I think I died.
When you close your eyes know I'll be thinking about you while my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again. Tonite I won't be alone but you know that don't mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I'd die to defend.
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is and lay you down on a bed of roses.)
TBC
Author's End Note: Well? Here we go, yes Remy made an impact on Rogue with all the roses and what not, but will it stick? Has he tamed the southern shrew? Only time will tell. Also sorry if this chapter seems to skip around alot, there was just alot I wanted to get into it. Also question, should Rogue learn or get some device to control her powers? Yes or no, lemme know what y'all think and thanks for being patient. I promise I'll try to have chap. 5 up soon. *hugs*