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DBZpunkchick: I feel like a Genie. Your wish is granted! Behold update! hehehehe
Yumiko: hehehehe I'm working on this kissy stoof, promise glad you're liking * gives a Remy plushie that when you push his tummy he says 'Ello Chere* Rogue and Remy are my favorite too. ^_^
ishandahalf: hehehe Gotta love intense stuff and yeah Remy's in deeeep trouble in this chapter it shows, but it'll work out in the end naturally, but it's not the end yet nope nope. And of course Rogue ain't gonna give in so easily I mean...she's Rogue.
Caliente: Thankies and no, she isn't one to easily trust, do you blame her? I wouldn't be if I was her. And yup he's gunna try harder alright. Tricksy Cajun he is.
Legal blah blah: I don't own X-Men Evolution, Marvel and the WB does, but damnit I want Remy! *smiles as she eyes a pakage delivered by ACME Express from the Marvel and WB big wigs. Opens it* Oooooooooo it's a Remy Plushie! *cuddles and hugs it and goes to work on fic somewhat satisfied for now* . Me, greedy? Noooooooo what on earth would give you that idea? hehehehe. Almost forgot, I don't own the song either, Sister Hazel does.
Author's Note: This chapter basically picks up where Chap. 5 left off.. Also sorry about what funkiness y'all experanced with Chap 5, for some reason either WordPad or FFN was crappin' out on me, hopefully I fixed it and everything is okay now.
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' Thoughts '
~Telepathy~
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Let Go.
Chapter 6: Your Winter
( Grey Ceiling on the Earth Well it's lasted for a while Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child...)
Logan was enraged," Never. Again. Never again will I listen to the likes o'you Gumbo!" Logan kept his claws close enough the Remy's face to cut a few hairs of the five o'clock shadow he liked to sport.
" Look Wolvie, I didn't 'urt 'er." Remy was scared, sure it was not the first time his life had been
threatened, nor would it probly be the last for that matter.
"Logan. Stop." Ororo quickly rushed forward her hands resting on the smaller and very angered man's shoulders," This is not right and you know it."
"Get your hands offa me 'Ro. The kid's been askin for it ever since yesterday." The steel blue gaze stared at Remy viciously," Ain't that right Gumbo? You were tryin to pick a fight with me so let's go. Right here right now." With that he let Remy fall to the ground and unsteathed his other set of claws.
" Fine." 'You Damned right animal, Remy been wanna kick your ass for a look time now.' Glaring the smaller man down, Remy reached into his trench coat and retreived his bo-staff which without a second thought he extended by pressing the button, then looked to Logan smirking," Sure you up ta dis homme? I mean you kinda old oui?" He smirked, liking to mess with Logan's head.
Logan smirked. The kid had brass for sure, but he wanted to see what Gambit was made of. In an act of indimatation one set of claws was dragged along the ground," Let's go Bub." His hand lifted, index finger and middle egging the Cajun on.
Smirking still despite the fact he was probly a dead man walking Gambit removed a deck of cards from his trench and shuffled them," Let's see if de furry man knows de two-step." Suddenly the whole deck began to glow, dropping his staff to rest near by on the floor, Remy began to unleash his assult of charged cards towards the Canadian's feet.
Logan snarled and began to dodge the cards, however the last few him him square in the chest causing him to fly backwards into the steel wall of the Danger room," Nice Gumbo. Now quit dinkin around with your cards and git yer ass over here and fight like a man."
Remy laughed," Right, dis Bayou boy might be dumb but he ain't stupid. I come over dere you slice me wit dem claws o'yers." Remy picked up his staff giving it a few twirls," You wanna git a peice o Gambit you come an' git him Substance Courte"
Not having the slightest idea what he was just called, Wolverine leaped forward, claws first at Remy. Quickly the Cajun lifted his staff, metal coming into contact with metal, namely both made of the strongest metal known to man, Adamantium. The force and momentum of Logan's charge however knocked Remy to the ground taking the chargee with him as he fell.
" Tell me what you did to Stripes and this will all be over with!" Logan grunted. Remy was putting up a better fight then he figured he would.
" Remy did not'ing to de Fille, kissed her dats all. Not moi's fault dat she kissed back." Remy took a quick swipe with his staff towards Logan's midsection only to meet both sets of claws," Oh an I had a lil chit chat wit' her, splained some t'ings dat mighta been skippin' her attention."
" Like what?" Logan growled at him.
" Oh I dunno, like how much dat you all care bout'er, myself included." Remy smirked he was slowly backing Logan into a corner," An dat I like'er alot. Jealous?" Hook, line and sinker; or so he thought until Logan's fist connected with his stomach causing him to double over and drop his staff, "Baise!"
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( Your opinion, what is that? It's just a different point of view. So, what else what else can I do?I said I'm sorry, and I'm sorry I said I'm sorry but what for if I hurt you Then I hate myself, I don't wanna hate myself, don't wanna hurt you...)
She hadn't ran far, just upstairs and into the observation deck of the Danger Room, well she had been planning on going further, but the scene playing out below caught her attention rather quickly," Oh no. Whut have ah done?"...
Horrified Rogue stood rooted in place watching the brawl below, several times she found herself gasping as Logan's claws barely missed Remy. But why exactly were they fighting? It had to be because of her storming off, Logan was probly attacking Remy because of her. She had to stop them. Turning on the heel of her boot, the River Rat started back for the Danger Room floor.
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" Jealous? You think I'm jealous?" Logan just laughed standing over Remy's form," Jealous of what?" The gruff Canadian knelt to one knee next to the fallen Cajun," Answer my question boy."
Remy coughed and slowly rolled over onto his back, his crimson stare meeting Logan's blue one head on," Not jealous?...Not jealous bout de fact I'm tryin to charm de belle?" He blinked quizically and rather confused.
" Hell no Gumbo." Logan shook his head laughing," What makes you think that? The man offered him a hand," She's like a daughter to me, but you just haven't gotten my approval yet bub."
Remy cocked a brow," Approval...wait a second Mon Amie...ya mean..." The Cajun balked," Merde' she's like a daughter to ya...ya mean ya don't like 'er like I....do..?" Grinning inwardly Gambit indeed took Wolverine's hand, however the gruff and short man did not notice the silver colored bo-staff as it was placed directly behind his knees," T'anks Homme really, but," Rather quickly Remy pushed Logan in the midsection," Dats for de cheap shot to de gut."
He felt his balance faultering," Damnit Gumbo!" However Logan was not going to go down alone, as he fell his large hands quickly grabbed ahold of the front of Gambit's uniform," If'n I'm going down Bub, yer coming with me." Logan grunted at the kid.
" You fight dirty ya know dat?" Remy prepared himself for what was going to happen next, or rather what he figured would.
" Look who's talkin." Wolverine retorted sharply as he landed with a thud on his back, his grip tight on the kid's shirt, his left boot coming in contact with Remy's midsection just as he the floor with his back; then using the momentum of hiis fall, he sent Remy cruising towards the wall behind them by pushing him off with his foot," Havea nice flight Kid." Quickly Logan was back on his feet turning to watch Remy.
"Logan No!" She was too late, with a sickening thunk, Rogue watched with wide horrorfilled green eyes as Remy's head connected with the wall. As his body slumped to the floor, the Southerner was quickly at his side,"Remy..." Suddenly guilt swept over the Goth as she tried to fight back tears and anger towards herself and Logan.
( Why do you choose your pain If you only knew How much I love you, Love you I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgiven And I will be here...)
" Shit." Logan muttered having not realized how fast he sent Remy towards the wall, a pain was beginning to grow in his heart as he watched Rogue trying to wake him up," Stripes..." He moved to put a hand on her shoulder.
At the familar large hand, Rogue shyed away from it," Dun't touch me...ya killed him!" By now she was standing her eyes full of tears glaring daggers at Logan," Whut tha hell were ya thinkin' Logan? Ah dun't need anyone ta protect me! Ah can fight mah own battles an' deal with mah own personal life without someone killin' half o'it!"
The whole Danger Room echoed with the sound of Rogue's voice, her accusing stare moving from face to face, A collective gasp aired into the room as they all backpedal feeling some what to blame for the ordeal," Why didn't none of ya stop this insanity! Huh? Why?"
No one answered her, no one dared, all they could do is stare at the situation. Storm finally moved forward and within the same motion pressed her com-link," Charles. I think you had better get down here, Gambit has been hurt." Comforting blue orbs looked to Rogue, a hand reaching for her," Come child, don't cry surely he is not dead."
"Ah said leave me alone." Her green stare looked at Storm's hand as though it was poison and nothing more. Shaking her auburn and white tressed head, Rogue pushed passed Ororo almost running into the Professor. Seeing him she quickly side stepped and ran out," All mah fault."
Remy felt like he had been hit by a ton of bricks and then some," Someone git de lisence plate number of de bastard dat hit me?" The cajun grumbled slowly setting up to see Rogue run off," Aw Chere. Wait!" He tried to stand only to lose his footing and fall back again," Merde'." He muttered.
Charles rolled up in his wheelchair, his soft fatherly gaze falling on Remy," You have a mild concussion, please stay still." His gaze moved from Remy to Logan, a look of dissapointment on his face," Logan--"
"Save it Chuck. I know." Logan waved it off," I'm gonna go find her and see if I can talk to her and calm her down." For a moment the two sets of blue eyes locked, Xavier's stern and Logan's rather annoyed, it was as though a unspoken message was being shared between the two. Logan looked at Remy a moment then sighed unwillingly," Oh right. Sorry Gum--" A deadly stare was shot at Charles before his gaze returned to Gambit," Remy." He finally huffed out. 'I still kicked your sorry ass though' Wolverine thought to himself pleasently.
~Logan.~
~ Sorry, Sorry, Chuck geez.~ Giving a nod to the rest of the group, Logan headed out to find Rogue, having somewhat of an idea where she was.
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(Old picture on the shelf Well it's been there for a while Frozen image of ourselves We were acting like a child...)
It was now mid-afternoon, the lazy autumn sun high in the sky and beating down still apon the Mansion. Here she could find solice, something that for Rogue is hard to come by...It was her fault. She had been so stupid. Why had she pushed him away? Fear. That was why, despite the fact her powers were nulled she still feared. Feared that he would become trapped inside her mind forever along with countless of nameless faces and dear friends and family. She would not let that happen, she refused to. Never again, but now it was possible that it was too late, and now she couldn't say the things she wished she would have back in the maze. Letting the tears flow freely, the Goth buried her face into her arms as she let them fall folded onto the railing.
Sure enough. There she was standing on the balacony of her's and Kitty's room, all Logan had to do was follow the scent of her purfem, of her tears. She was crying and he was one of the rare and few that ever got to see tears fall from the eyes of The Rogue. Slowly he approached and stood just to the side of her," Hey kid."
" Go ta hell." Her body turned shifting away from him, so he knew she was crying so what, it was not the first time Wolverine had ever seen her cry. But her fear was more evident than ever before.
" You don't mean that Rogue." The gruff tone took a soft turn, a hand coming to rest on her shoulder," He's okay." Logan waited a moment before continuing, he had quite a few questions in his mind concerning what had happened in the maze. Seeing that she had not shrugged his hand off he went on,' So, what spooked ya Stripes?"
Her head slowly lifted from being tucked into her arms, a sniffle or two admitting into the air. She looked at the man who was like a Father to her. Her green gaze cold indifferent, chewing on her lower lip, her stare rose to the roof," Yer right ah don't mean it." Arms folded tightly around her own frame," Good..." Her stare fell to her feet, she didn't want Logan to know she was actually beginning to care about the good for nothing Swamp Rat.
" You didn't answer my question." Logan eyed her, sensing her fear as though it was his own, aswell as her frusteration.
" Frankly Logan it's really know of ya damned business." The seventeen year old pushed passed him towards the railing on the right side closest to the glass doors which openned to her's and Kitty's room," Jus' leave me alone." Climbing up onto the railing, Rogue balanced then began to climb up onto the roof.
" Don't take that tone Rogue." In an instant, Logan was pulling her down from her climb to the roof," Answer my question."
She just stared at him. Her green stare becoming darker and darker by the second," Yer not mah father, so stop actin' like it." With that she removed one of her gloves and touched his cheek with her index finger, draining Logan til the point he was barely strong enough to stand,"An' tha answer ta yer question? He kissed me." Landing on her feet as the Canadian dropped her, Rogue once again climbed up onto the roof, her booted footfalls taking her to the fair end, her back facing the world and her eyes locked on the crystal blue waters of Breakstone lake on the edge of the Professor's estate.
(You read my eyes just like your diary Oh remember please remember Well I'm not a begger, but once more, Well if I hurt you, then I hate myself, I don't want to hate myself Don't want to hurt you Why do you choose your pain If you only knew how much I love you, Love you...)
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Remy grumbled. He hated the Med Lab, he did not like being in it, he didn't need to be in it," Docteur, Remy can go now?" The cajun teen looked hopeful. He was concerned about Rogue and desperately wanted to see her and make sure she was okay.
Just then the med lab was full of a certain young voice," Doctor McCoy! Like Rogue's absorbed Mr Logan! And I can't find her anywhere! And I think Mr Logan like totally knows where she is, but he won't tell me!"
" Kitty calm down, where is Logan?" It was Beast, trying to reason with the high strung Valley Girl,"A moment Remy." He looked to his cajun patient who nodded appologically. Once again Hank's attention returned to Kitty," Think you can phase him down here?"
The young teen nodded," I can like try." With that, Kitty had phase out of the Med Lab door heading back up to her room and to try and bring Logan back with her.
Once she was gone, Hank turned his attention back to Remy," If you don't Remy, I would like to keep you over night, just to be safe. Your head hit that steel wall pretty hard."
" Ceci mord, je veulent hors de ce trou d'enfer." Remy grumbled.
"What was that?" Dr McCoy grinned sheepishly knowing a little bit of French himself," Don't worry my cajun romeo, you'll be out in the morning."
Remy grinned sheepishly back, as if mocking the doctor, " Mais bon docteur, vous sûr vous voulez une peu de merde comme moi restant dans un endroit si agréable comme ceci? Je suis exposé à casser ou voler quelque chose."
Hank laughed, "Je vous fais confiance, même si vous me rappelez jeune Jean Valjean."
" Jean Valjean?...Dat works, but most people say a young Robin Ho--"
Just then Kitty phased into the room. via the roof with Logan landing onto a Med Lab bed," I got him, it like worked!"
Hank nodded, his face becoming serious again," Thank you Kathrine, you may go now." Beast began to check Logan's vitals and setting him up to a machine," Seems our Southern Shrew is living up to her namesake."
Logan growled slightly," Ya think Hank." The steel blue gaze glared at Remy who was in the bed next to him," This is all my fault Gumbo, I shouldn't have kicked your ass."
Remy nodded," No worries Mon Ami."
Logan turned to look at Beast," Hey Hank, ya know you don't have to hook me up to all that shit." He stole a quick glance at Remy a second," Mind givin us a few, we need a guy heart to heart."
" Not at all Logan." Hank smiled towards Remy," Ne lui donnez pas à beaucoup de merde mon ami" And then addressed them both," I'll be in the hall should you need anything."
Remy smirked as the Blue man left the room," Oui, I will not!" He called to Hank then looked to Logan slowly setting him," So talk."
" Kissed her huh?" Logan smirked," Lemme tell ya something bout a girl named Rogue. She's been alone her whole life, even now with people that do care about her she still feels alone. Then this boy came around, real Charmer, and he saw a challenge, and the challenge was her, Rogue. And so he presued and in the end almost got what he wanted, a kiss from the Southern Untouchable Shrew who was for a moment touchable and it scared her, it scared her bad to think she had just gotten a dream come true from the Charmer, but now she wonders...will he still care?"
" He--"
" Not finished yet Gumbo." Taking a deep breath Logan went on, his gaze zeroing in and locking on Remy's red on black one," He better, otherwise." Snikt. The sound echoed through the room," Get the picture Swamp Boy?"
Remy nodded," Dat he does, -- I mean dat I do."
Logan grinned," Good. Now do me a favor after we shake." Logan held his hand out to the teen, who willingly shook it," Light this damned thing for me will ya?" Logan held up a cigar from his pocket, which Remy was more then happen to light for him.
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She held her knees against her chest, it was so quiet so peaceful up here; why couldn't life be like this period? The goth sighed, wishing that she could fly and get away from everything even if only for a little while, it would be heaven, or the closest she would ever come anyways. The wind was just enough to keep her cool, and the sun on her back just enough to keep her warm. It was perfect, she felt almost normal..but at the moment almost just wasn't good enough, it never would be.
Slowly her mind reflected back to in Danger Room and that kiss. A sigh escaped her lips, at that moment she had indeed felt normal and scared...Scared that she could have hurt him and scared that she actually cared if she did hurt him," Whut tha hell is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you child." Storm landed next to Rogue and smiled down to her, kneeling," I knew I would find you here. Remember when you first came to us? You spent alot of time up here thinking."
Rogue scooted away slightly," Ah 'member...plus it's so nice up here." Her tone was cold, unfeeling even though tears still were falling here and there.
"Rogue. It is okay to care, to love." A white gloved hand came to rest on the girl's shoulders," Believe me when I say Remy really does care, I've known him ever since he could walk."
" Ah'm scared 'Ro...tha whole idea scares me...ta like someone an' not bein' able ta touch them." Quickly she looked away, not wanting Storm to see her tears.
" It is okay to be afraid. To fear does not mean to be weak Rogue. Just trust him, think about it." Rising, Storm gave the girl's shoulder a little squeeze and turned to walk away and give her space.
" Ah...Ah didn't mean ta hurt Logan" Rogue finally graced the African Goddess with her tear stained gaze.
" I know child I know and so does he." With that the regal woman floated down from the roof to leave Rogue alone and to her thoughts.
( I won't be your winter I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgiven And I will be here.
I won't be your winter And I won't be anyone's excuse to cry And we can be forgiven And I will be here.
I won't be your winter I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgive And I will be here..)
TBC
Author's Note: Weeell and the truth comes out and sort of sets everyone free, what will happen now? Will Rogue accept Remy...or will she keep pushing him away? Only time will tell and how far will Remy go to woo said Southern Shrew? Small side note, a friend of mine who also has an account on FNN Ze'elle Aych , who also has some very good stories is collaborating with me on a fic in the X-Men catagory called " All in a Night's Work" really good stuff, check it out it has Gambit, Mystique and Jackie Estacado from Top Cow's "The Darkness" guest staring. r/r Chapter 7 of "Let Go" will be up soon!
TRANSLATIONS:
substance courte- Translation: Short Stuff
baise- Translation: F****
Docteur- Translation: Doctor
ceci mord, je veulent hors de ce trou d'enfer. - Translation: This bites, I want out of this hell hole.
Mais bon docteur, vous sûr vous voulez une peu de merde comme moi restant dans un endroit si agréable comme ceci? Je suis exposé à casser ou voler quelque chose.- Translation: But good doctor, you sure you want a little shit like me staying in such a nice place like this? I'm liable to break or steal something.
Je vous fais confiance, même si vous rappelez de a young Jean Valjean. - Translation: I trust you, even if you do remind me of a young Jean Valjean
Ne lui donnez pas à beaucoup de merde mon ami.- Translation: Don't give him to much shit my friend.
DBZpunkchick: I feel like a Genie. Your wish is granted! Behold update! hehehehe
Yumiko: hehehehe I'm working on this kissy stoof, promise glad you're liking * gives a Remy plushie that when you push his tummy he says 'Ello Chere* Rogue and Remy are my favorite too. ^_^
ishandahalf: hehehe Gotta love intense stuff and yeah Remy's in deeeep trouble in this chapter it shows, but it'll work out in the end naturally, but it's not the end yet nope nope. And of course Rogue ain't gonna give in so easily I mean...she's Rogue.
Caliente: Thankies and no, she isn't one to easily trust, do you blame her? I wouldn't be if I was her. And yup he's gunna try harder alright. Tricksy Cajun he is.
Legal blah blah: I don't own X-Men Evolution, Marvel and the WB does, but damnit I want Remy! *smiles as she eyes a pakage delivered by ACME Express from the Marvel and WB big wigs. Opens it* Oooooooooo it's a Remy Plushie! *cuddles and hugs it and goes to work on fic somewhat satisfied for now* . Me, greedy? Noooooooo what on earth would give you that idea? hehehehe. Almost forgot, I don't own the song either, Sister Hazel does.
Author's Note: This chapter basically picks up where Chap. 5 left off.. Also sorry about what funkiness y'all experanced with Chap 5, for some reason either WordPad or FFN was crappin' out on me, hopefully I fixed it and everything is okay now.
(lyrics)
' Thoughts '
~Telepathy~
--- scene seperator
Let Go.
Chapter 6: Your Winter
( Grey Ceiling on the Earth Well it's lasted for a while Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child...)
Logan was enraged," Never. Again. Never again will I listen to the likes o'you Gumbo!" Logan kept his claws close enough the Remy's face to cut a few hairs of the five o'clock shadow he liked to sport.
" Look Wolvie, I didn't 'urt 'er." Remy was scared, sure it was not the first time his life had been
threatened, nor would it probly be the last for that matter.
"Logan. Stop." Ororo quickly rushed forward her hands resting on the smaller and very angered man's shoulders," This is not right and you know it."
"Get your hands offa me 'Ro. The kid's been askin for it ever since yesterday." The steel blue gaze stared at Remy viciously," Ain't that right Gumbo? You were tryin to pick a fight with me so let's go. Right here right now." With that he let Remy fall to the ground and unsteathed his other set of claws.
" Fine." 'You Damned right animal, Remy been wanna kick your ass for a look time now.' Glaring the smaller man down, Remy reached into his trench coat and retreived his bo-staff which without a second thought he extended by pressing the button, then looked to Logan smirking," Sure you up ta dis homme? I mean you kinda old oui?" He smirked, liking to mess with Logan's head.
Logan smirked. The kid had brass for sure, but he wanted to see what Gambit was made of. In an act of indimatation one set of claws was dragged along the ground," Let's go Bub." His hand lifted, index finger and middle egging the Cajun on.
Smirking still despite the fact he was probly a dead man walking Gambit removed a deck of cards from his trench and shuffled them," Let's see if de furry man knows de two-step." Suddenly the whole deck began to glow, dropping his staff to rest near by on the floor, Remy began to unleash his assult of charged cards towards the Canadian's feet.
Logan snarled and began to dodge the cards, however the last few him him square in the chest causing him to fly backwards into the steel wall of the Danger room," Nice Gumbo. Now quit dinkin around with your cards and git yer ass over here and fight like a man."
Remy laughed," Right, dis Bayou boy might be dumb but he ain't stupid. I come over dere you slice me wit dem claws o'yers." Remy picked up his staff giving it a few twirls," You wanna git a peice o Gambit you come an' git him Substance Courte"
Not having the slightest idea what he was just called, Wolverine leaped forward, claws first at Remy. Quickly the Cajun lifted his staff, metal coming into contact with metal, namely both made of the strongest metal known to man, Adamantium. The force and momentum of Logan's charge however knocked Remy to the ground taking the chargee with him as he fell.
" Tell me what you did to Stripes and this will all be over with!" Logan grunted. Remy was putting up a better fight then he figured he would.
" Remy did not'ing to de Fille, kissed her dats all. Not moi's fault dat she kissed back." Remy took a quick swipe with his staff towards Logan's midsection only to meet both sets of claws," Oh an I had a lil chit chat wit' her, splained some t'ings dat mighta been skippin' her attention."
" Like what?" Logan growled at him.
" Oh I dunno, like how much dat you all care bout'er, myself included." Remy smirked he was slowly backing Logan into a corner," An dat I like'er alot. Jealous?" Hook, line and sinker; or so he thought until Logan's fist connected with his stomach causing him to double over and drop his staff, "Baise!"
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( Your opinion, what is that? It's just a different point of view. So, what else what else can I do?I said I'm sorry, and I'm sorry I said I'm sorry but what for if I hurt you Then I hate myself, I don't wanna hate myself, don't wanna hurt you...)
She hadn't ran far, just upstairs and into the observation deck of the Danger Room, well she had been planning on going further, but the scene playing out below caught her attention rather quickly," Oh no. Whut have ah done?"...
Horrified Rogue stood rooted in place watching the brawl below, several times she found herself gasping as Logan's claws barely missed Remy. But why exactly were they fighting? It had to be because of her storming off, Logan was probly attacking Remy because of her. She had to stop them. Turning on the heel of her boot, the River Rat started back for the Danger Room floor.
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" Jealous? You think I'm jealous?" Logan just laughed standing over Remy's form," Jealous of what?" The gruff Canadian knelt to one knee next to the fallen Cajun," Answer my question boy."
Remy coughed and slowly rolled over onto his back, his crimson stare meeting Logan's blue one head on," Not jealous?...Not jealous bout de fact I'm tryin to charm de belle?" He blinked quizically and rather confused.
" Hell no Gumbo." Logan shook his head laughing," What makes you think that? The man offered him a hand," She's like a daughter to me, but you just haven't gotten my approval yet bub."
Remy cocked a brow," Approval...wait a second Mon Amie...ya mean..." The Cajun balked," Merde' she's like a daughter to ya...ya mean ya don't like 'er like I....do..?" Grinning inwardly Gambit indeed took Wolverine's hand, however the gruff and short man did not notice the silver colored bo-staff as it was placed directly behind his knees," T'anks Homme really, but," Rather quickly Remy pushed Logan in the midsection," Dats for de cheap shot to de gut."
He felt his balance faultering," Damnit Gumbo!" However Logan was not going to go down alone, as he fell his large hands quickly grabbed ahold of the front of Gambit's uniform," If'n I'm going down Bub, yer coming with me." Logan grunted at the kid.
" You fight dirty ya know dat?" Remy prepared himself for what was going to happen next, or rather what he figured would.
" Look who's talkin." Wolverine retorted sharply as he landed with a thud on his back, his grip tight on the kid's shirt, his left boot coming in contact with Remy's midsection just as he the floor with his back; then using the momentum of hiis fall, he sent Remy cruising towards the wall behind them by pushing him off with his foot," Havea nice flight Kid." Quickly Logan was back on his feet turning to watch Remy.
"Logan No!" She was too late, with a sickening thunk, Rogue watched with wide horrorfilled green eyes as Remy's head connected with the wall. As his body slumped to the floor, the Southerner was quickly at his side,"Remy..." Suddenly guilt swept over the Goth as she tried to fight back tears and anger towards herself and Logan.
( Why do you choose your pain If you only knew How much I love you, Love you I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgiven And I will be here...)
" Shit." Logan muttered having not realized how fast he sent Remy towards the wall, a pain was beginning to grow in his heart as he watched Rogue trying to wake him up," Stripes..." He moved to put a hand on her shoulder.
At the familar large hand, Rogue shyed away from it," Dun't touch me...ya killed him!" By now she was standing her eyes full of tears glaring daggers at Logan," Whut tha hell were ya thinkin' Logan? Ah dun't need anyone ta protect me! Ah can fight mah own battles an' deal with mah own personal life without someone killin' half o'it!"
The whole Danger Room echoed with the sound of Rogue's voice, her accusing stare moving from face to face, A collective gasp aired into the room as they all backpedal feeling some what to blame for the ordeal," Why didn't none of ya stop this insanity! Huh? Why?"
No one answered her, no one dared, all they could do is stare at the situation. Storm finally moved forward and within the same motion pressed her com-link," Charles. I think you had better get down here, Gambit has been hurt." Comforting blue orbs looked to Rogue, a hand reaching for her," Come child, don't cry surely he is not dead."
"Ah said leave me alone." Her green stare looked at Storm's hand as though it was poison and nothing more. Shaking her auburn and white tressed head, Rogue pushed passed Ororo almost running into the Professor. Seeing him she quickly side stepped and ran out," All mah fault."
Remy felt like he had been hit by a ton of bricks and then some," Someone git de lisence plate number of de bastard dat hit me?" The cajun grumbled slowly setting up to see Rogue run off," Aw Chere. Wait!" He tried to stand only to lose his footing and fall back again," Merde'." He muttered.
Charles rolled up in his wheelchair, his soft fatherly gaze falling on Remy," You have a mild concussion, please stay still." His gaze moved from Remy to Logan, a look of dissapointment on his face," Logan--"
"Save it Chuck. I know." Logan waved it off," I'm gonna go find her and see if I can talk to her and calm her down." For a moment the two sets of blue eyes locked, Xavier's stern and Logan's rather annoyed, it was as though a unspoken message was being shared between the two. Logan looked at Remy a moment then sighed unwillingly," Oh right. Sorry Gum--" A deadly stare was shot at Charles before his gaze returned to Gambit," Remy." He finally huffed out. 'I still kicked your sorry ass though' Wolverine thought to himself pleasently.
~Logan.~
~ Sorry, Sorry, Chuck geez.~ Giving a nod to the rest of the group, Logan headed out to find Rogue, having somewhat of an idea where she was.
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(Old picture on the shelf Well it's been there for a while Frozen image of ourselves We were acting like a child...)
It was now mid-afternoon, the lazy autumn sun high in the sky and beating down still apon the Mansion. Here she could find solice, something that for Rogue is hard to come by...It was her fault. She had been so stupid. Why had she pushed him away? Fear. That was why, despite the fact her powers were nulled she still feared. Feared that he would become trapped inside her mind forever along with countless of nameless faces and dear friends and family. She would not let that happen, she refused to. Never again, but now it was possible that it was too late, and now she couldn't say the things she wished she would have back in the maze. Letting the tears flow freely, the Goth buried her face into her arms as she let them fall folded onto the railing.
Sure enough. There she was standing on the balacony of her's and Kitty's room, all Logan had to do was follow the scent of her purfem, of her tears. She was crying and he was one of the rare and few that ever got to see tears fall from the eyes of The Rogue. Slowly he approached and stood just to the side of her," Hey kid."
" Go ta hell." Her body turned shifting away from him, so he knew she was crying so what, it was not the first time Wolverine had ever seen her cry. But her fear was more evident than ever before.
" You don't mean that Rogue." The gruff tone took a soft turn, a hand coming to rest on her shoulder," He's okay." Logan waited a moment before continuing, he had quite a few questions in his mind concerning what had happened in the maze. Seeing that she had not shrugged his hand off he went on,' So, what spooked ya Stripes?"
Her head slowly lifted from being tucked into her arms, a sniffle or two admitting into the air. She looked at the man who was like a Father to her. Her green gaze cold indifferent, chewing on her lower lip, her stare rose to the roof," Yer right ah don't mean it." Arms folded tightly around her own frame," Good..." Her stare fell to her feet, she didn't want Logan to know she was actually beginning to care about the good for nothing Swamp Rat.
" You didn't answer my question." Logan eyed her, sensing her fear as though it was his own, aswell as her frusteration.
" Frankly Logan it's really know of ya damned business." The seventeen year old pushed passed him towards the railing on the right side closest to the glass doors which openned to her's and Kitty's room," Jus' leave me alone." Climbing up onto the railing, Rogue balanced then began to climb up onto the roof.
" Don't take that tone Rogue." In an instant, Logan was pulling her down from her climb to the roof," Answer my question."
She just stared at him. Her green stare becoming darker and darker by the second," Yer not mah father, so stop actin' like it." With that she removed one of her gloves and touched his cheek with her index finger, draining Logan til the point he was barely strong enough to stand,"An' tha answer ta yer question? He kissed me." Landing on her feet as the Canadian dropped her, Rogue once again climbed up onto the roof, her booted footfalls taking her to the fair end, her back facing the world and her eyes locked on the crystal blue waters of Breakstone lake on the edge of the Professor's estate.
(You read my eyes just like your diary Oh remember please remember Well I'm not a begger, but once more, Well if I hurt you, then I hate myself, I don't want to hate myself Don't want to hurt you Why do you choose your pain If you only knew how much I love you, Love you...)
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Remy grumbled. He hated the Med Lab, he did not like being in it, he didn't need to be in it," Docteur, Remy can go now?" The cajun teen looked hopeful. He was concerned about Rogue and desperately wanted to see her and make sure she was okay.
Just then the med lab was full of a certain young voice," Doctor McCoy! Like Rogue's absorbed Mr Logan! And I can't find her anywhere! And I think Mr Logan like totally knows where she is, but he won't tell me!"
" Kitty calm down, where is Logan?" It was Beast, trying to reason with the high strung Valley Girl,"A moment Remy." He looked to his cajun patient who nodded appologically. Once again Hank's attention returned to Kitty," Think you can phase him down here?"
The young teen nodded," I can like try." With that, Kitty had phase out of the Med Lab door heading back up to her room and to try and bring Logan back with her.
Once she was gone, Hank turned his attention back to Remy," If you don't Remy, I would like to keep you over night, just to be safe. Your head hit that steel wall pretty hard."
" Ceci mord, je veulent hors de ce trou d'enfer." Remy grumbled.
"What was that?" Dr McCoy grinned sheepishly knowing a little bit of French himself," Don't worry my cajun romeo, you'll be out in the morning."
Remy grinned sheepishly back, as if mocking the doctor, " Mais bon docteur, vous sûr vous voulez une peu de merde comme moi restant dans un endroit si agréable comme ceci? Je suis exposé à casser ou voler quelque chose."
Hank laughed, "Je vous fais confiance, même si vous me rappelez jeune Jean Valjean."
" Jean Valjean?...Dat works, but most people say a young Robin Ho--"
Just then Kitty phased into the room. via the roof with Logan landing onto a Med Lab bed," I got him, it like worked!"
Hank nodded, his face becoming serious again," Thank you Kathrine, you may go now." Beast began to check Logan's vitals and setting him up to a machine," Seems our Southern Shrew is living up to her namesake."
Logan growled slightly," Ya think Hank." The steel blue gaze glared at Remy who was in the bed next to him," This is all my fault Gumbo, I shouldn't have kicked your ass."
Remy nodded," No worries Mon Ami."
Logan turned to look at Beast," Hey Hank, ya know you don't have to hook me up to all that shit." He stole a quick glance at Remy a second," Mind givin us a few, we need a guy heart to heart."
" Not at all Logan." Hank smiled towards Remy," Ne lui donnez pas à beaucoup de merde mon ami" And then addressed them both," I'll be in the hall should you need anything."
Remy smirked as the Blue man left the room," Oui, I will not!" He called to Hank then looked to Logan slowly setting him," So talk."
" Kissed her huh?" Logan smirked," Lemme tell ya something bout a girl named Rogue. She's been alone her whole life, even now with people that do care about her she still feels alone. Then this boy came around, real Charmer, and he saw a challenge, and the challenge was her, Rogue. And so he presued and in the end almost got what he wanted, a kiss from the Southern Untouchable Shrew who was for a moment touchable and it scared her, it scared her bad to think she had just gotten a dream come true from the Charmer, but now she wonders...will he still care?"
" He--"
" Not finished yet Gumbo." Taking a deep breath Logan went on, his gaze zeroing in and locking on Remy's red on black one," He better, otherwise." Snikt. The sound echoed through the room," Get the picture Swamp Boy?"
Remy nodded," Dat he does, -- I mean dat I do."
Logan grinned," Good. Now do me a favor after we shake." Logan held his hand out to the teen, who willingly shook it," Light this damned thing for me will ya?" Logan held up a cigar from his pocket, which Remy was more then happen to light for him.
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She held her knees against her chest, it was so quiet so peaceful up here; why couldn't life be like this period? The goth sighed, wishing that she could fly and get away from everything even if only for a little while, it would be heaven, or the closest she would ever come anyways. The wind was just enough to keep her cool, and the sun on her back just enough to keep her warm. It was perfect, she felt almost normal..but at the moment almost just wasn't good enough, it never would be.
Slowly her mind reflected back to in Danger Room and that kiss. A sigh escaped her lips, at that moment she had indeed felt normal and scared...Scared that she could have hurt him and scared that she actually cared if she did hurt him," Whut tha hell is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you child." Storm landed next to Rogue and smiled down to her, kneeling," I knew I would find you here. Remember when you first came to us? You spent alot of time up here thinking."
Rogue scooted away slightly," Ah 'member...plus it's so nice up here." Her tone was cold, unfeeling even though tears still were falling here and there.
"Rogue. It is okay to care, to love." A white gloved hand came to rest on the girl's shoulders," Believe me when I say Remy really does care, I've known him ever since he could walk."
" Ah'm scared 'Ro...tha whole idea scares me...ta like someone an' not bein' able ta touch them." Quickly she looked away, not wanting Storm to see her tears.
" It is okay to be afraid. To fear does not mean to be weak Rogue. Just trust him, think about it." Rising, Storm gave the girl's shoulder a little squeeze and turned to walk away and give her space.
" Ah...Ah didn't mean ta hurt Logan" Rogue finally graced the African Goddess with her tear stained gaze.
" I know child I know and so does he." With that the regal woman floated down from the roof to leave Rogue alone and to her thoughts.
( I won't be your winter I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgiven And I will be here.
I won't be your winter And I won't be anyone's excuse to cry And we can be forgiven And I will be here.
I won't be your winter I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and we can be forgive And I will be here..)
TBC
Author's Note: Weeell and the truth comes out and sort of sets everyone free, what will happen now? Will Rogue accept Remy...or will she keep pushing him away? Only time will tell and how far will Remy go to woo said Southern Shrew? Small side note, a friend of mine who also has an account on FNN Ze'elle Aych , who also has some very good stories is collaborating with me on a fic in the X-Men catagory called " All in a Night's Work" really good stuff, check it out it has Gambit, Mystique and Jackie Estacado from Top Cow's "The Darkness" guest staring. r/r Chapter 7 of "Let Go" will be up soon!
TRANSLATIONS:
substance courte- Translation: Short Stuff
baise- Translation: F****
Docteur- Translation: Doctor
ceci mord, je veulent hors de ce trou d'enfer. - Translation: This bites, I want out of this hell hole.
Mais bon docteur, vous sûr vous voulez une peu de merde comme moi restant dans un endroit si agréable comme ceci? Je suis exposé à casser ou voler quelque chose.- Translation: But good doctor, you sure you want a little shit like me staying in such a nice place like this? I'm liable to break or steal something.
Je vous fais confiance, même si vous rappelez de a young Jean Valjean. - Translation: I trust you, even if you do remind me of a young Jean Valjean
Ne lui donnez pas à beaucoup de merde mon ami.- Translation: Don't give him to much shit my friend.