Shout Outs:
samantha: I made you cry! *offers tissues* You're sweet thank you, thank you. *hugs*
Yumiko: Oh my...waterworks *also offers tissues and hugs* I wasn't intending to make everyone cry, but um I guess I did. *feels bad now. nods nods*
ishandahalf: Thankies! And you didn't cry...not that it's bad thing to cry, but I feeel so bad I made others cry. *sniffles, hugs ya even though you didn't cry* And yes it will be interesting and let me assure you not smooth sailing for them either, nope nope. I get a gold star! Bweee!!! Coolness. And glad you liked the line.
Ujiji: Glad you're enjoying my story! *slides more chocolate and hugs* Hope ta make you squeal more with delight heh.
The Untouchable Rogue: MRAHA. I like you. Yes yes. *shares chocolate* Thanks!
Legal Junk: I don't own X-Men Evolution. Never have, never will. So :P. *ponders the things she could do to and with Remy if she owned him tho. Blinks as a group of Lawyers stare at her* Um...oh right heh I don't own the song either, Lillix does. Nor do I own William Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew. . *coughs* Annnnyhow moving on.
~telepathy~
(lyrics)
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Let Go.
Chapter 8: It's About Time
(I hate you, I love you. I just can't remember to forget you...)
Moday. Rogue hates mondays with a passion beyond reason, they are a pain in the ass and mean the one thing she hates more then mondays and that is school. She never has nor ever will like either asspects of the week at all. Atleast her weekend hadn't been to bad really, well alot had changed during it that was for sure and one of those changes was waiting to give her a ride to school at that very moment," Ah'm comin'!" the Goth yelled at the top of her lungs to the young man waiting down front by his bike," Damnit tha hell where did ah put mah science book..." Another rev of a motorcycle was sounded," Grr. Wait!" Quickly she grabbed the book that winked at her from under her bed and darted towards the balacony," Here ah come, cool yer jets cajun." With this said, Rogue jumped over the railing and down to the ground landing in a crouched position," Not like ya like school anyhow."
He chuckled, looking his Rogue...yes his finally over," Remy don' want detention Chere, now hop on b'fore we both late."Once she was securely on behind him, arms wrapped around his waist, Remy took off towards Bayville High.
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(Who are you, who needs you? You make me feel alive, I die, so high I'm crawling on the ground I have found I can fly...)
They made it to BHS with some time to spare, enough to goto their lockers and get curious stares from the rest of the student body at the fact--
"KURT! Like oh my gosh!" Kitty raced towards the hologrammed german," You will sooo not believe who just like walked into school holding hands!" The girl squeeled at her fuzzy friend.
" Who? " He looked towards Kitty a moment, before returning his gaze to his locker and searching for his History notes, which just had to be in there somewhere, his hands shuffling about the mess and tossing things out here and there into the trashcan by his locker.
" Like Rogue and Gambit!" The valley girl gave a clap and jumped for joy," They like soo make the CUTEST couple! Even cuter then Scott and Jean!"
Kurt shrugged," Yeah...it's cool Kitty." He did not like this peice of news at all. Infact it mad him angry to a point, Rogue could do some much better then that thief and suposedly ex-Acolyte. Without another word, the Elf shut his locker and headed for class leaving a very confused Kitty standing there in his wake.
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Rogue wanted to smack Kitty upside her head, the girl had been the first to see them walk into school together hand in hand like well a couple. Naturally the excited teen ran off, eyes wide enough for it to be Christmas morning and the Goth knew exactly where and who Kitty was heading to, Kurt. It would not be a good thing, it had been obvious that her brother did not approve of Remy at all, but then again since when did she care? Since she had hurt him, since she had supposedly killed Mystique.
Giving a side-ways glance towards the girl on his arm, Remy LeBeau arched a brow curiously," What you t'inkin' bout hm?" He nudged her with his arm playfully as they paused before her locker, having been to his already before heading to first period which they had together.
"Huh?" The emerald gaze blinked," Oh um...nuthin'." She lied and openned her locker, which was occasionally rather stubborn at times and then began to search for her notes and a pencil, her favorite one with the little gothic troll topper.
The cajun shook his head, he knew damn well the girl was lying," Out wit' it Chere. You can't pull de wool over dis Swamp Rat's eyes." he spoke leaning into her from behind, whispering in her ear.
Rogue blushed beneather her usual gothic mask of make-up, her body suddenly going very warm as he pressed against her," Kurt. Ah-Ah was thinkin' bout Kurt." Her gaze lowered beneath fluttering lashes as she finally with uneasy fingers pulled out her favorite pencil," Shall we?" The sure and raspy southern accent wavered slightly.
"Bout de Elf why?" He asked curiously as they began strolling towards class, again getting curious, even jealous stares from their peers as they weaved in and out and around them.
"Cuz, um...he and ah talked las' night after ya left, ya know b'fore ya came back." She was rambling, something was indeed off, or possibly wrong," He um...ah dun' think he approves of ya, bein' mah brother an' all."
Remy could not help but chuckle at this," Rogue, you can make your own choices wit'out de approval of Kurt ya know. Anyhow not like we getting married or somet'ing hnn?" He mused quickly with a wink towards the Southern Goth.
A slight blush crept across Rogue's face just so at the word marriage coming form Remy's lips as they reached the class room door just in time," Uh--Well ah-- Yer right ah--" The River Rat turned a moment catching Kitty's very observant stare then looked back at Remy," Ah'll see ya after class." With a flip of her hair she turned and sashayed over to her desk across the room from the Cajun and sat down, but not before giving Kitty a glare.
(One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
All through class Rogue could scarcely keep her mind on it at all really, from Remy casting glances at her and winks accompanied, to Kitty writing little notes to try and get information from her if she and Gambit were going out or not to the fact she hated math plain and simple. Every five seconds she glanced towards the clock and swore it was taking all day for first period to get over with and out of her way. Finally after an eternity the bell rang," Saints be praised." She muttered under her breath and stood packing up her things to head for second period which so happened to be Drama, one of her favorites.
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Miss Stollsky and rather bright and cheery woman awaited her class to join her in the auditorium upon the stage. She was a somewhat tall woman, with brassy red hair, big gray eyes and a petite mouth, much reminding of a rose bud when painted with lipstick. And she adores Drama, Theatre, and her classes which she can teach all things she adores to others, bascially talented youngsters as she calls them. Rogue adores her completely.
" Welcome. Welcome class." The cheery sunshine and daisies voice chirped as the bell ringed.
"Moring Miss Stollsky." The group of about twenty or so chimed as a collective.
"Please, please take seats on the stage. I've got a wonderful, simply wonderful surprize for you all!" The woman moved with tempered grace over to a chair holding a stack of papers all stapled together," Princepal Kelly has given me permission to do a play this spring! Now we have much work to do and you as my advanced theatre class will be the ones performing! isn't that nice?" Slowly she passed the papers out to everyone with a smile then sat down on the dusty stage floor herself in none the less a velvet skirt," Now. Like a regular play you will all be reading for parts to play and for this year's first performance I have chosen Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew!"
Some of the class groaned, others seemed happy enough, but the majority remained silent for the most part. Rogue however found irony in it all and it nerved her slightly as she gazed about the room falling on the lighting and prop crew, which Remy just so happened to be a part of and she noticed quite quickly...even they had scripts too. Quickly she torn her gaze away from the dashing cajun teen and forced it back onto her teacher.
"Alright if you would all turn to page eighty-seven act two scene one." Miss S as she is often called peered about the room," Ah yes. Rogue, Remy please do come forward and read for the parts of Petruchio and Katherine."
Slowly Rogue stood, eying Miss Stollsky somewhat venomously and took to the middle of the stage now setting her accusing green stare on Remy," Yer --"
"And my dears try tucking away your natural accents if you please!"
Both nodded then faced eachother each taking a deep breath.
"Good morrow, Kate for that's your name, I hear." Remy spoke perfectly dropping his cajun accent completely without so much as a trance.
Rogue almost laughed at hearing him without his accent, but quickly gained her composure and stared him down," Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing. They call me Katherine that do talk of me."
"You lie, in fatih, for you are called plain Kate, and Bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst. But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate-- and therefor, Kate, take this of me Kate of my consolation: Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, they virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife." As he spoke the words, Remy's stare never once left Rogue and even at the end he took up her gloved hand and kissed it smartly.
Out of habit Rogue tugged her hand quickly away and profoundly glared at "Petruchio"," Moved. In good time! Let him that moved you hither remove you hence. I knew you at the first you were a movable."
Remy laughed, but quickly returned to reading as told,"Why, what is a movable?"
Rogue smiled smartly," A joint stool." Then quickly advanced her nose high into the air.
He laughed again," Thou hast hit it. Come, sit on me."
Her face fell, mouth dropping in pure shock," Asses are made to bear, and so are you." Her tone still raspy in sound spoke stubbornly.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind...)
Remy smirked," Women are made to bear, and so are you."
She mocked him in laughter," No such jade as you, if me you mean."
Remy shook his head smiling now," Alas, good Kate, I will not burden thee, for knowing thee to be but young and light--"
"Too light and young for such a swain as you to catch, and yet as heavy as my weight should be." She cut him off with a flare, nose once more sniffing high into the air.
Remy found himself laughing again, rather getting into it all," Should be-- should buzz!"
It was Rogue's turn once more to laugh, but venomously at him," Well ta'en, and like a buzzard."
Meanwhile both the rest of the class and Miss Stollsky found themselves inthralled by the two southerners in their performance, infact it almost seemed real to them as though they were not acting at all, but living out their roles.
Remy still smiled at all of this, enjoying it profoundly," O slow-winged turtle, as he takes a buzzard."
"Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard." She quipped nonchalantly, trying to throw him off even though she was clearly brooding and heated under the collar.
" Come, come, you wasp! I' faith , you are too angry." Remy grinned.
" If I be waspish, best beware my sting." Her green eyes glared, daring him on.
"My remedy is then to pluck it out." He winked at her,then in a quick movement laced an arm about her waist drawing her up against him.
She glared at him 'Remy's gittin' far to inta this...' Rogue thought to herself, but quickly recovered from the shock and went on about her line," Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies." Once again she sounded defiant and daring.
Remy grinned devilishly," Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail." With that the Cajun's hand snaked down to smack Rogue on her behind.
Her eyes went profoundly wide at this action then narrowed," In his tongue."
"Whose tongue?"
"Yours, if you talk of tales, and so farewell."
"What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, good Kate. I am a gentleman--"
Rogue set her lips into a scowl,"That I'll try." Suddenly a large crack echoed across the stage as Remy let Rogue go and stumbled back rubbing his cheek.
'Hm...Me t'ink chere getting rather into this' Remy thought to himself as he watch Rogue fold her arms and look rather pleased with herself at all of this," I swear I'll cuff you if you strike me again."
Rogue moved forward, lips parted ready to speak her line when suddenly," Oh my! Well, well look at the time I am afraid that is all. Thank you Rogue, Remy. Such a good performance, so good in fact I dare say class we have found our starring roles!"
Slowly Remy came up to Rogue as the rest of the class began to file out once the bell had rung," Dat 'urt chere. Damn you slap hard." Slowly he snaked his arm about her again grinning as he dragged her towards the far side of the stage," A kiss for de fair Kate." Before Rogue could protest, Remy had pulled the hankerchef from the back pocket of his jeans and had already tied it around her face to cover her lips and then his lips against it where her mouth did lie beneath, holding her once more against him tightly.
Rogue gasped at his quickness, but then slowly melted against him, her arms slowly coming to rest about his neck as he kissed her and she reluctantly kissed back.
(It's simple, confusing, the truth is I'm winning but I'm losing And pulling and pushing, won't do me any good It could, it should I'm honest to myself that the truth is I lied...)
"Oh shit. Remy ah--we gotta git ta art..."her green eyes stared earnestly at the clock as she pulled away breathelessly.
Remy smirked and looked around," Non. We dun' hafto git to art Chere." Slowly his hand moved up and down her back, fingers trailing just so.
Rogue visably shivered at his touch," Stop that!" She squeeled slightly as he took to tickling her," An' just whut do ya mean by we dun't hafta go?" Quickly she removed the hankerchef from over her lips, then rested her hands smartly on her waist.
"We could skip, s'not like we failin' dat class anyhow." Taking one of her gloved hands he began to lead her towards the back exit of the stage which openned up to the parking lot.
" But Remy taday we was gunna start portraits." Rogue had been looking forward to art today simply because of that project and the fact she could draw Remy and he could draw her.
" Well we work on dem later den." One of his demon eyes winked at her, then with very little effort he dragged her out to his bike," Where would Rogue like to go hnn?"
The Southern Goth thought a moment or two," Hm. Let's go ta tha city."
"Well den your carr--Um horse awaits." Remy smiled and handed her a helmet as he started up the bike. Once his girl was sitting safely and snugly behind him, the ragin' cajun took off towards New York City with more then a few ideas in mind to show the girl a good time.
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Meanwhile...
Bayville High's lunch room was full to the very brim with people, well students meaning it was lunch hour. Voices echoed, the sound of eating a few food fights over to one corner and of course the hall monitor trying to put and end to them but as usual only ends up with ketchup on his face and today some mustard on the side.
Over towards the far left of the room is one table in particular, there most if not all of the kids that attend and live at Xavier's sit at. Kitty, Kurt, Sam, Bobby, Amara, Piotr, Ray, Jaime, Rahne, Roberto, and Tabby. Jean and Scott no longer sat there having graduated, but two were still missing from the group.
" Has like anyone seen Rogue and Gambit?" Kitty questioned the group before Kurt would get there, afraid of his reaction that his sister had most likely skipped school with the dashing card thrower.
" Nope. Not sense their rather good performance in drama." Ray spoke up as he was in the tech and lighting crew along with Remy... who it seemed had moved up in the world currently from said lowly stage life.
Kitty arched a curious brow," Oh? Like totally do tell Ray!"
"Well Miss S has us doing a play this comin Spring and we're doing Shakespeare's the Taming of the Shrew. So anyhow she has Rogue and Remy read first and damn I say they will bring down the house!" Ray exclaimed vigorously.
Kitty beamed," That's like so romantic."
"What is romantic Keety?" Kurt plopped down beside her giving a quick glare of sorts towards Piotr on her other side.
" Oh um nothing heh. Like gotta go!" Quickly she gathered up her stuff and headed off towards the library to gossip along with the other gossipmongers in the school.
Slowly Kurt looked around at all the faces at the table which had went quietly back to eating their food," Did I miss something?"
Amara looked up and smiled softly," Not really." Then went back to her food.
Slowly Kurt began to get the idea he had indeed missed something and his friends were indeed keeping something from him. Slowly he looked around the table," Hold up a second, where is Vemy and Vogue?"
Jaime slowly looked up at Kurt," We--ow! Hey that wasn't very nice! Who kicked me!"
" We saw them in the library." Tabby quickly chimed in and glared towards Jaime, who quickly shut his mouth and returned to eating in silence with one hand, while the other was rubbing his shin under the table.
Kurt arched a brow," Are you sure--"
"Wow look at the time, I need to go to my locker. See you guys later." Roberto stood and made a rather hasty retreat.
"Um yeah--I need to go get some notes from Roberto." Rahne soon left aswell.
Soon the rest of the team made some sort of excuse until Kurt was left sitting alone with a complexed expression across his face," Something is going on around here." Suddenly the conversation over at the Brotherhood table quickly caught the german's attention.
" Theyweren'tinart?" The boy known as Quicksilver asked his sister Wanda Maximoff.
" Nope." She said nonchalantly.
" Why weren't they yo?" Toad asked not really paying attention.
"Cuz he and the shelia are a couple you slimey kangaroo." The Brotherhood's newest addition, St. John Allerdyce, perferrably called just John commented rather snarkly.
"I bet they snuck off after drama. Think the cajun is getting any?" Lance questioned rather stupidly of himself.
"AreyoulikefreakindenseAlvers?Hecan't,rememberRogueisnotouchy." Peitro bopped his fellow member on the head.
"Like he--oh right." Freddy shrugged and went back to his favorite past time, eating.
Kurt scowled. So that's what was going on, Rogue and skipped school with Remy and he was the only one not to know about it. Well he and his sister would deffinitely be having a heart to heart later, Remy was no good for her in Kurt's eyes and would only serve to break her and hurt her like everyone else had and as her brother he would not stand for it to happen again.
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(One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
They were flying, well at least it felt like it with the speed Remy had his bike going and through New York City. It was to say the least exhilarating. Rogue clung to the Cajun for dear life as he took the turns at a fast pace, doged in and out of traffic and even slipped narrowing between to passing semi trucks. She found herself squeeling and screaming with delight and fear mixed all into one," Wowwee!" And she laughed, at herself, at the looks they got from people, and at the cops who after a while just plain gave up and she was sure that they were mumbling something about kids these days. In short she was having a blast.
He was grinning, from ear to ear. The feel of her against him almost to much and the fact when he did something crazy she clung even more to him and tucked her head against his back and yet through it all she was laughing and he liked her laugh and he planned on making it a point to hear it more often. Even if it killed him. Remy LeBeau could not be more happy than that moment right then," So Chere, were do you want to go hnn?" He yelled at her over the roar of everything else.
"Food. Ah'm hungry let's go ta food." She yelled back, her raspy Mississipian accent quite autible above the roar of the world around them.
"Food it is den." With that he shifted the bike, turned sharply and headed for a nice little Italian cafe' he knew of over on Broadway," Rogue like pasta?"
"Damn betcha cajun!" She smiled enjoying herself far to much, far more then she figured she should be, but how could she not enjoy herself? She was having a blast.
He had to chuckle, it was like he had fed her a whole pound of sugar or something and now she was hyper, crazy and fun. Remy liked this side of the every dark and gothic Rogue, he wanted to put her permently into the fun loving Rogue and out of the dark broody Rogue," Well 'ere we are den." He pulled the bike to a stop and got off offering her his hand.
"Thanks." She took his hand and not even in a reluctant manner at all, but in a yes I want to take your hand manner instead.
Remy beamed and once they removed their helmets he decided to test waters on what she would and wouldn't let him get away with in public. In a swift and sweeping movement he locked his arm around her's and lead her towards the door," After you." Ever the gentleman when he wants to be, Remy stepped to the side and openned the door for his belle.
She blushed. No one had ever held a door open for her before, nor linked arms with her, or even taken her out to lunch before," Thank ya." She stuttered out and walked inside 'This all has got ta be too good ta be true' Rogue thought to herself, afterall in her life so far nothing very good had ever lasted long execpt for the X-Men.
Once again at her side, Remy smiled to the hostess," Afternoon Madame, we would like a booth for two."
The girl looked up and nodded," Right this way." With a perky smile she lead them towards the back and to a secluded booth for two, " This okay Mr Lebeau?" She asked placing their menus infront of them as they sat.
"Oui, danks." He nodded to her and looked to Rogue," Order what you want Chere, moi's Pere has a tab 'ere so it free inna matter of speakin dat is."
"Somethng to drink?" The Hostess interjected pleasently
" Ah'll take a sprite." Rogue smiled to the girl, who she thought was very pretty.
" Bour--"
" No no young Mr LeBeau, your father has informed us not to give you any more liqour." The Hostess chuckled and patted him on the shoulder," Not til you turn of age. Sorry."
Remy groaned," Fine. fine." He rolled his eyes," Root beer den."
Rogue chuckled at this, finding amusing to see Remy pout," Ya know sugah, ya look kinda cute when ya pout."
By now the Hostess had walked off and Remy looked at Rogue, arms crossed with a huff and childishly stuck his tongue out at her," Dat so? Well den Remy make sure to pout more of'en den." He lightening a little, but was still ratheru nhappy his father of all people Jean-Luc LeBeau had banned his son from getting liquor.
" Speakin o'yer Daddy how is he anyhow?"
"Speakin o'parents hows your Mere?" Remy shot back at her clearly not wanting to speak about his Father that much, but not because of the liquor deal.
" Ah git ya." Rogue mumbled and went quite until the watress came.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind...)
Remy sighed a moment then finally spoke up after the waitress came and took their orders," He's good."
"She's um..." Rogue looked away not wanting to speak about Mystique when suddenly she felt Remy's hands close around her's.
"Sorry chere'...Remy didn't mean ta snap at ya bout his Daddy, jus dat somet'ings never change if you know what I mean."
Rogue nodded," Yeah, all to well." She smiled as she felt his thumbs rubbing back and forth across her palms.
"So Remy heard some interestin' talk bout school earlier." He changed the subject quickly.
"Oh? Like whut?" She felt like she was going to melt right then and there if he didn't stop fondling her hands the way he was, in a last desperate attempt she pulled them away.
" Well," He paused taking a drink of his soda," Seems dat it's homecomin week and dat dere's a dance on saturday."
"Yeah...So?" She felt anticapation growing within her was he going to ask her to the Homecoming dance? Rogue hoped so, she really did.
"Well Remy was wonderin if Roguie would like to be his date for de dance?" He held his breath.
She paused a moment, watching him, taking her time to answer," Um...well ah" She chewed at her lower lip slightly in thought," Ah..."
" Merde! For cryin out loud woman jus' say oui!" Remy bellowed inpatiently.
Rogue laughed," Oui." She finally got it out inbetween amused laughs at him," Silly Swamp Rat ah saw ya holdin' yer breath an' ah wanted ta see ya turn blue."
" Aren't we jus' de lil' smartass my lil River Rat." Once again Remy stuck his tongue out at her.
" Keep that up cajun an' yer gunna git it."
" Oh? What you gunna give Remy hn?" He stuck his tongue out at her again only to feel her combat boot under the table come into contact with his shin," Ouch!"
She smirked, having complete control on the situation or so she thought, until she felt Remy's legs suddenly catch her foot between them and not let go," Hey! Let go o'mah foot!" They both were laughing and almost didn't see the waitress standing there with their ordered.
" Ackhem."
Both southerners looked up, blushed and quickly straightened themselves into a proper manner and smiled.
"Right. Who had chicken marsala'?" The waitress sat the plate down before Remy when his hand came up," That means you have the shrimp alfredo." With that she sat the plate before Rogue and smiled to them both," Anything else for you lovebirds?"
Remy and Rogue aswell smirked sheepishly," Non we good. Danks." Remy answered for them both.
(Time is creeping behind me, surrounding around me Fading the words so desperately Now give me a reason that I can believe in Time is something you can't rewind One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
The ate in pure silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Rogue hadn't even noticed how late it was beginning to get, nor did she realize how much trouble they would both be in when they got back to the mansion, but for some reason it really didn't matter anymore, all that mattered now was the fact life seemed to be better thanks to that damned snarky cajun romeo sitting across from her. Rogue had never had so much fun in her life as she had had today," Remy ya do realize we in deep trouble most likely when we git home."
He shrugged," Yeah so? You gunna have dessert? Was t'inkin maybe we share somet'ing?" Remy wasn't worried, so let them get into trouble who cares really.
"Um...sure, ah'm done with this anyhow." she smiled and pushed away the pasta and took a drink of her Sprite.
"How is everything? Dessert?" The waitress had returned and offered them a dessert menu as she cleared their plates away.
"So Chere, what should we get?" Remy held the menu out so Rogue could look at it.
"Hm...they all look so good Remy ah dunno, ya pick."
" Let's go wit de Creme' brulee ala mode." Remy handed the menu back to the waitress who nodded and dissapeared leaving the two alone for the moment.
"So...ya excited bout tha play...yer a very good actor." Rogue felt her cheeks heat up with a crimson stain as that mornings Drama class flashed through her memory.
"Ya really t'ink so Chere?"
"Mmhm." She smiled," Thanks fer all this by tha way."
"Welcome Rogue, but you don' hafta t'ank me really." Once again her took her hands, laying them so her palms faced up and her knuckles rested cormfortably nestled in his hands," Remy want to buy a pretty for de dance too, he'll give you de bucks do it." Gently he leaned forward and kissed her gloved palms.
" Remy ya dun--"
"No your right I don', but I want too." He smiled and kissed her hands again.
A shiver slowly passed through her body at his touch, causing her to smile," Sure thin' Swamp Rat."
"Good. Now dat, dat's settled 'ere comes dessert." Slowly he let go of her hands just as the waitress placed the dessert between them and offered them each a spoon," T'anks Madame."
" Yes thank ya." Rogue smiled to her.
"Most welcome, you kids have a nice afternoon and evening." She smiled and left.
"Open wide Chere."
Rogue looked to Remy, seeing he was holding up a spoon full of ice cream and creme' brulee' for her. Smiling she leaned forward and closed her mouth around the spoon and it's contents before pulling away," Mm." She managed to get out after swallowing," That's good." Chuckling, the southern goth satnd back and removed one of her gloves, then proceeded to dip her finger in the ice cream and then quickly and carefully dapped it on Remy's nose laughing.
" 'Ey! Dat wasn't nice." And yet despite the sneak attack and the face he had ice cream on his nose, Remy began to laugh too, but not before returning the favor.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind.)
TBC
Author's Note: A thousand sorrys for taking so long on this chapter, but I had a heck of a time trying to figure out where to take it and then I ended up with an evil case of writer's block besides. I promise I'll try to be quicker with the next chapter. Please forgive me. *begs and pleads and sniffles.*
samantha: I made you cry! *offers tissues* You're sweet thank you, thank you. *hugs*
Yumiko: Oh my...waterworks *also offers tissues and hugs* I wasn't intending to make everyone cry, but um I guess I did. *feels bad now. nods nods*
ishandahalf: Thankies! And you didn't cry...not that it's bad thing to cry, but I feeel so bad I made others cry. *sniffles, hugs ya even though you didn't cry* And yes it will be interesting and let me assure you not smooth sailing for them either, nope nope. I get a gold star! Bweee!!! Coolness. And glad you liked the line.
Ujiji: Glad you're enjoying my story! *slides more chocolate and hugs* Hope ta make you squeal more with delight heh.
The Untouchable Rogue: MRAHA. I like you. Yes yes. *shares chocolate* Thanks!
Legal Junk: I don't own X-Men Evolution. Never have, never will. So :P. *ponders the things she could do to and with Remy if she owned him tho. Blinks as a group of Lawyers stare at her* Um...oh right heh I don't own the song either, Lillix does. Nor do I own William Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew. . *coughs* Annnnyhow moving on.
~telepathy~
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Let Go.
Chapter 8: It's About Time
(I hate you, I love you. I just can't remember to forget you...)
Moday. Rogue hates mondays with a passion beyond reason, they are a pain in the ass and mean the one thing she hates more then mondays and that is school. She never has nor ever will like either asspects of the week at all. Atleast her weekend hadn't been to bad really, well alot had changed during it that was for sure and one of those changes was waiting to give her a ride to school at that very moment," Ah'm comin'!" the Goth yelled at the top of her lungs to the young man waiting down front by his bike," Damnit tha hell where did ah put mah science book..." Another rev of a motorcycle was sounded," Grr. Wait!" Quickly she grabbed the book that winked at her from under her bed and darted towards the balacony," Here ah come, cool yer jets cajun." With this said, Rogue jumped over the railing and down to the ground landing in a crouched position," Not like ya like school anyhow."
He chuckled, looking his Rogue...yes his finally over," Remy don' want detention Chere, now hop on b'fore we both late."Once she was securely on behind him, arms wrapped around his waist, Remy took off towards Bayville High.
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(Who are you, who needs you? You make me feel alive, I die, so high I'm crawling on the ground I have found I can fly...)
They made it to BHS with some time to spare, enough to goto their lockers and get curious stares from the rest of the student body at the fact--
"KURT! Like oh my gosh!" Kitty raced towards the hologrammed german," You will sooo not believe who just like walked into school holding hands!" The girl squeeled at her fuzzy friend.
" Who? " He looked towards Kitty a moment, before returning his gaze to his locker and searching for his History notes, which just had to be in there somewhere, his hands shuffling about the mess and tossing things out here and there into the trashcan by his locker.
" Like Rogue and Gambit!" The valley girl gave a clap and jumped for joy," They like soo make the CUTEST couple! Even cuter then Scott and Jean!"
Kurt shrugged," Yeah...it's cool Kitty." He did not like this peice of news at all. Infact it mad him angry to a point, Rogue could do some much better then that thief and suposedly ex-Acolyte. Without another word, the Elf shut his locker and headed for class leaving a very confused Kitty standing there in his wake.
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Rogue wanted to smack Kitty upside her head, the girl had been the first to see them walk into school together hand in hand like well a couple. Naturally the excited teen ran off, eyes wide enough for it to be Christmas morning and the Goth knew exactly where and who Kitty was heading to, Kurt. It would not be a good thing, it had been obvious that her brother did not approve of Remy at all, but then again since when did she care? Since she had hurt him, since she had supposedly killed Mystique.
Giving a side-ways glance towards the girl on his arm, Remy LeBeau arched a brow curiously," What you t'inkin' bout hm?" He nudged her with his arm playfully as they paused before her locker, having been to his already before heading to first period which they had together.
"Huh?" The emerald gaze blinked," Oh um...nuthin'." She lied and openned her locker, which was occasionally rather stubborn at times and then began to search for her notes and a pencil, her favorite one with the little gothic troll topper.
The cajun shook his head, he knew damn well the girl was lying," Out wit' it Chere. You can't pull de wool over dis Swamp Rat's eyes." he spoke leaning into her from behind, whispering in her ear.
Rogue blushed beneather her usual gothic mask of make-up, her body suddenly going very warm as he pressed against her," Kurt. Ah-Ah was thinkin' bout Kurt." Her gaze lowered beneath fluttering lashes as she finally with uneasy fingers pulled out her favorite pencil," Shall we?" The sure and raspy southern accent wavered slightly.
"Bout de Elf why?" He asked curiously as they began strolling towards class, again getting curious, even jealous stares from their peers as they weaved in and out and around them.
"Cuz, um...he and ah talked las' night after ya left, ya know b'fore ya came back." She was rambling, something was indeed off, or possibly wrong," He um...ah dun' think he approves of ya, bein' mah brother an' all."
Remy could not help but chuckle at this," Rogue, you can make your own choices wit'out de approval of Kurt ya know. Anyhow not like we getting married or somet'ing hnn?" He mused quickly with a wink towards the Southern Goth.
A slight blush crept across Rogue's face just so at the word marriage coming form Remy's lips as they reached the class room door just in time," Uh--Well ah-- Yer right ah--" The River Rat turned a moment catching Kitty's very observant stare then looked back at Remy," Ah'll see ya after class." With a flip of her hair she turned and sashayed over to her desk across the room from the Cajun and sat down, but not before giving Kitty a glare.
(One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
All through class Rogue could scarcely keep her mind on it at all really, from Remy casting glances at her and winks accompanied, to Kitty writing little notes to try and get information from her if she and Gambit were going out or not to the fact she hated math plain and simple. Every five seconds she glanced towards the clock and swore it was taking all day for first period to get over with and out of her way. Finally after an eternity the bell rang," Saints be praised." She muttered under her breath and stood packing up her things to head for second period which so happened to be Drama, one of her favorites.
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Miss Stollsky and rather bright and cheery woman awaited her class to join her in the auditorium upon the stage. She was a somewhat tall woman, with brassy red hair, big gray eyes and a petite mouth, much reminding of a rose bud when painted with lipstick. And she adores Drama, Theatre, and her classes which she can teach all things she adores to others, bascially talented youngsters as she calls them. Rogue adores her completely.
" Welcome. Welcome class." The cheery sunshine and daisies voice chirped as the bell ringed.
"Moring Miss Stollsky." The group of about twenty or so chimed as a collective.
"Please, please take seats on the stage. I've got a wonderful, simply wonderful surprize for you all!" The woman moved with tempered grace over to a chair holding a stack of papers all stapled together," Princepal Kelly has given me permission to do a play this spring! Now we have much work to do and you as my advanced theatre class will be the ones performing! isn't that nice?" Slowly she passed the papers out to everyone with a smile then sat down on the dusty stage floor herself in none the less a velvet skirt," Now. Like a regular play you will all be reading for parts to play and for this year's first performance I have chosen Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew!"
Some of the class groaned, others seemed happy enough, but the majority remained silent for the most part. Rogue however found irony in it all and it nerved her slightly as she gazed about the room falling on the lighting and prop crew, which Remy just so happened to be a part of and she noticed quite quickly...even they had scripts too. Quickly she torn her gaze away from the dashing cajun teen and forced it back onto her teacher.
"Alright if you would all turn to page eighty-seven act two scene one." Miss S as she is often called peered about the room," Ah yes. Rogue, Remy please do come forward and read for the parts of Petruchio and Katherine."
Slowly Rogue stood, eying Miss Stollsky somewhat venomously and took to the middle of the stage now setting her accusing green stare on Remy," Yer --"
"And my dears try tucking away your natural accents if you please!"
Both nodded then faced eachother each taking a deep breath.
"Good morrow, Kate for that's your name, I hear." Remy spoke perfectly dropping his cajun accent completely without so much as a trance.
Rogue almost laughed at hearing him without his accent, but quickly gained her composure and stared him down," Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing. They call me Katherine that do talk of me."
"You lie, in fatih, for you are called plain Kate, and Bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst. But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate-- and therefor, Kate, take this of me Kate of my consolation: Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, they virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife." As he spoke the words, Remy's stare never once left Rogue and even at the end he took up her gloved hand and kissed it smartly.
Out of habit Rogue tugged her hand quickly away and profoundly glared at "Petruchio"," Moved. In good time! Let him that moved you hither remove you hence. I knew you at the first you were a movable."
Remy laughed, but quickly returned to reading as told,"Why, what is a movable?"
Rogue smiled smartly," A joint stool." Then quickly advanced her nose high into the air.
He laughed again," Thou hast hit it. Come, sit on me."
Her face fell, mouth dropping in pure shock," Asses are made to bear, and so are you." Her tone still raspy in sound spoke stubbornly.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind...)
Remy smirked," Women are made to bear, and so are you."
She mocked him in laughter," No such jade as you, if me you mean."
Remy shook his head smiling now," Alas, good Kate, I will not burden thee, for knowing thee to be but young and light--"
"Too light and young for such a swain as you to catch, and yet as heavy as my weight should be." She cut him off with a flare, nose once more sniffing high into the air.
Remy found himself laughing again, rather getting into it all," Should be-- should buzz!"
It was Rogue's turn once more to laugh, but venomously at him," Well ta'en, and like a buzzard."
Meanwhile both the rest of the class and Miss Stollsky found themselves inthralled by the two southerners in their performance, infact it almost seemed real to them as though they were not acting at all, but living out their roles.
Remy still smiled at all of this, enjoying it profoundly," O slow-winged turtle, as he takes a buzzard."
"Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard." She quipped nonchalantly, trying to throw him off even though she was clearly brooding and heated under the collar.
" Come, come, you wasp! I' faith , you are too angry." Remy grinned.
" If I be waspish, best beware my sting." Her green eyes glared, daring him on.
"My remedy is then to pluck it out." He winked at her,then in a quick movement laced an arm about her waist drawing her up against him.
She glared at him 'Remy's gittin' far to inta this...' Rogue thought to herself, but quickly recovered from the shock and went on about her line," Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies." Once again she sounded defiant and daring.
Remy grinned devilishly," Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail." With that the Cajun's hand snaked down to smack Rogue on her behind.
Her eyes went profoundly wide at this action then narrowed," In his tongue."
"Whose tongue?"
"Yours, if you talk of tales, and so farewell."
"What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, good Kate. I am a gentleman--"
Rogue set her lips into a scowl,"That I'll try." Suddenly a large crack echoed across the stage as Remy let Rogue go and stumbled back rubbing his cheek.
'Hm...Me t'ink chere getting rather into this' Remy thought to himself as he watch Rogue fold her arms and look rather pleased with herself at all of this," I swear I'll cuff you if you strike me again."
Rogue moved forward, lips parted ready to speak her line when suddenly," Oh my! Well, well look at the time I am afraid that is all. Thank you Rogue, Remy. Such a good performance, so good in fact I dare say class we have found our starring roles!"
Slowly Remy came up to Rogue as the rest of the class began to file out once the bell had rung," Dat 'urt chere. Damn you slap hard." Slowly he snaked his arm about her again grinning as he dragged her towards the far side of the stage," A kiss for de fair Kate." Before Rogue could protest, Remy had pulled the hankerchef from the back pocket of his jeans and had already tied it around her face to cover her lips and then his lips against it where her mouth did lie beneath, holding her once more against him tightly.
Rogue gasped at his quickness, but then slowly melted against him, her arms slowly coming to rest about his neck as he kissed her and she reluctantly kissed back.
(It's simple, confusing, the truth is I'm winning but I'm losing And pulling and pushing, won't do me any good It could, it should I'm honest to myself that the truth is I lied...)
"Oh shit. Remy ah--we gotta git ta art..."her green eyes stared earnestly at the clock as she pulled away breathelessly.
Remy smirked and looked around," Non. We dun' hafto git to art Chere." Slowly his hand moved up and down her back, fingers trailing just so.
Rogue visably shivered at his touch," Stop that!" She squeeled slightly as he took to tickling her," An' just whut do ya mean by we dun't hafta go?" Quickly she removed the hankerchef from over her lips, then rested her hands smartly on her waist.
"We could skip, s'not like we failin' dat class anyhow." Taking one of her gloved hands he began to lead her towards the back exit of the stage which openned up to the parking lot.
" But Remy taday we was gunna start portraits." Rogue had been looking forward to art today simply because of that project and the fact she could draw Remy and he could draw her.
" Well we work on dem later den." One of his demon eyes winked at her, then with very little effort he dragged her out to his bike," Where would Rogue like to go hnn?"
The Southern Goth thought a moment or two," Hm. Let's go ta tha city."
"Well den your carr--Um horse awaits." Remy smiled and handed her a helmet as he started up the bike. Once his girl was sitting safely and snugly behind him, the ragin' cajun took off towards New York City with more then a few ideas in mind to show the girl a good time.
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Meanwhile...
Bayville High's lunch room was full to the very brim with people, well students meaning it was lunch hour. Voices echoed, the sound of eating a few food fights over to one corner and of course the hall monitor trying to put and end to them but as usual only ends up with ketchup on his face and today some mustard on the side.
Over towards the far left of the room is one table in particular, there most if not all of the kids that attend and live at Xavier's sit at. Kitty, Kurt, Sam, Bobby, Amara, Piotr, Ray, Jaime, Rahne, Roberto, and Tabby. Jean and Scott no longer sat there having graduated, but two were still missing from the group.
" Has like anyone seen Rogue and Gambit?" Kitty questioned the group before Kurt would get there, afraid of his reaction that his sister had most likely skipped school with the dashing card thrower.
" Nope. Not sense their rather good performance in drama." Ray spoke up as he was in the tech and lighting crew along with Remy... who it seemed had moved up in the world currently from said lowly stage life.
Kitty arched a curious brow," Oh? Like totally do tell Ray!"
"Well Miss S has us doing a play this comin Spring and we're doing Shakespeare's the Taming of the Shrew. So anyhow she has Rogue and Remy read first and damn I say they will bring down the house!" Ray exclaimed vigorously.
Kitty beamed," That's like so romantic."
"What is romantic Keety?" Kurt plopped down beside her giving a quick glare of sorts towards Piotr on her other side.
" Oh um nothing heh. Like gotta go!" Quickly she gathered up her stuff and headed off towards the library to gossip along with the other gossipmongers in the school.
Slowly Kurt looked around at all the faces at the table which had went quietly back to eating their food," Did I miss something?"
Amara looked up and smiled softly," Not really." Then went back to her food.
Slowly Kurt began to get the idea he had indeed missed something and his friends were indeed keeping something from him. Slowly he looked around the table," Hold up a second, where is Vemy and Vogue?"
Jaime slowly looked up at Kurt," We--ow! Hey that wasn't very nice! Who kicked me!"
" We saw them in the library." Tabby quickly chimed in and glared towards Jaime, who quickly shut his mouth and returned to eating in silence with one hand, while the other was rubbing his shin under the table.
Kurt arched a brow," Are you sure--"
"Wow look at the time, I need to go to my locker. See you guys later." Roberto stood and made a rather hasty retreat.
"Um yeah--I need to go get some notes from Roberto." Rahne soon left aswell.
Soon the rest of the team made some sort of excuse until Kurt was left sitting alone with a complexed expression across his face," Something is going on around here." Suddenly the conversation over at the Brotherhood table quickly caught the german's attention.
" Theyweren'tinart?" The boy known as Quicksilver asked his sister Wanda Maximoff.
" Nope." She said nonchalantly.
" Why weren't they yo?" Toad asked not really paying attention.
"Cuz he and the shelia are a couple you slimey kangaroo." The Brotherhood's newest addition, St. John Allerdyce, perferrably called just John commented rather snarkly.
"I bet they snuck off after drama. Think the cajun is getting any?" Lance questioned rather stupidly of himself.
"AreyoulikefreakindenseAlvers?Hecan't,rememberRogueisnotouchy." Peitro bopped his fellow member on the head.
"Like he--oh right." Freddy shrugged and went back to his favorite past time, eating.
Kurt scowled. So that's what was going on, Rogue and skipped school with Remy and he was the only one not to know about it. Well he and his sister would deffinitely be having a heart to heart later, Remy was no good for her in Kurt's eyes and would only serve to break her and hurt her like everyone else had and as her brother he would not stand for it to happen again.
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(One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
They were flying, well at least it felt like it with the speed Remy had his bike going and through New York City. It was to say the least exhilarating. Rogue clung to the Cajun for dear life as he took the turns at a fast pace, doged in and out of traffic and even slipped narrowing between to passing semi trucks. She found herself squeeling and screaming with delight and fear mixed all into one," Wowwee!" And she laughed, at herself, at the looks they got from people, and at the cops who after a while just plain gave up and she was sure that they were mumbling something about kids these days. In short she was having a blast.
He was grinning, from ear to ear. The feel of her against him almost to much and the fact when he did something crazy she clung even more to him and tucked her head against his back and yet through it all she was laughing and he liked her laugh and he planned on making it a point to hear it more often. Even if it killed him. Remy LeBeau could not be more happy than that moment right then," So Chere, were do you want to go hnn?" He yelled at her over the roar of everything else.
"Food. Ah'm hungry let's go ta food." She yelled back, her raspy Mississipian accent quite autible above the roar of the world around them.
"Food it is den." With that he shifted the bike, turned sharply and headed for a nice little Italian cafe' he knew of over on Broadway," Rogue like pasta?"
"Damn betcha cajun!" She smiled enjoying herself far to much, far more then she figured she should be, but how could she not enjoy herself? She was having a blast.
He had to chuckle, it was like he had fed her a whole pound of sugar or something and now she was hyper, crazy and fun. Remy liked this side of the every dark and gothic Rogue, he wanted to put her permently into the fun loving Rogue and out of the dark broody Rogue," Well 'ere we are den." He pulled the bike to a stop and got off offering her his hand.
"Thanks." She took his hand and not even in a reluctant manner at all, but in a yes I want to take your hand manner instead.
Remy beamed and once they removed their helmets he decided to test waters on what she would and wouldn't let him get away with in public. In a swift and sweeping movement he locked his arm around her's and lead her towards the door," After you." Ever the gentleman when he wants to be, Remy stepped to the side and openned the door for his belle.
She blushed. No one had ever held a door open for her before, nor linked arms with her, or even taken her out to lunch before," Thank ya." She stuttered out and walked inside 'This all has got ta be too good ta be true' Rogue thought to herself, afterall in her life so far nothing very good had ever lasted long execpt for the X-Men.
Once again at her side, Remy smiled to the hostess," Afternoon Madame, we would like a booth for two."
The girl looked up and nodded," Right this way." With a perky smile she lead them towards the back and to a secluded booth for two, " This okay Mr Lebeau?" She asked placing their menus infront of them as they sat.
"Oui, danks." He nodded to her and looked to Rogue," Order what you want Chere, moi's Pere has a tab 'ere so it free inna matter of speakin dat is."
"Somethng to drink?" The Hostess interjected pleasently
" Ah'll take a sprite." Rogue smiled to the girl, who she thought was very pretty.
" Bour--"
" No no young Mr LeBeau, your father has informed us not to give you any more liqour." The Hostess chuckled and patted him on the shoulder," Not til you turn of age. Sorry."
Remy groaned," Fine. fine." He rolled his eyes," Root beer den."
Rogue chuckled at this, finding amusing to see Remy pout," Ya know sugah, ya look kinda cute when ya pout."
By now the Hostess had walked off and Remy looked at Rogue, arms crossed with a huff and childishly stuck his tongue out at her," Dat so? Well den Remy make sure to pout more of'en den." He lightening a little, but was still ratheru nhappy his father of all people Jean-Luc LeBeau had banned his son from getting liquor.
" Speakin o'yer Daddy how is he anyhow?"
"Speakin o'parents hows your Mere?" Remy shot back at her clearly not wanting to speak about his Father that much, but not because of the liquor deal.
" Ah git ya." Rogue mumbled and went quite until the watress came.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind...)
Remy sighed a moment then finally spoke up after the waitress came and took their orders," He's good."
"She's um..." Rogue looked away not wanting to speak about Mystique when suddenly she felt Remy's hands close around her's.
"Sorry chere'...Remy didn't mean ta snap at ya bout his Daddy, jus dat somet'ings never change if you know what I mean."
Rogue nodded," Yeah, all to well." She smiled as she felt his thumbs rubbing back and forth across her palms.
"So Remy heard some interestin' talk bout school earlier." He changed the subject quickly.
"Oh? Like whut?" She felt like she was going to melt right then and there if he didn't stop fondling her hands the way he was, in a last desperate attempt she pulled them away.
" Well," He paused taking a drink of his soda," Seems dat it's homecomin week and dat dere's a dance on saturday."
"Yeah...So?" She felt anticapation growing within her was he going to ask her to the Homecoming dance? Rogue hoped so, she really did.
"Well Remy was wonderin if Roguie would like to be his date for de dance?" He held his breath.
She paused a moment, watching him, taking her time to answer," Um...well ah" She chewed at her lower lip slightly in thought," Ah..."
" Merde! For cryin out loud woman jus' say oui!" Remy bellowed inpatiently.
Rogue laughed," Oui." She finally got it out inbetween amused laughs at him," Silly Swamp Rat ah saw ya holdin' yer breath an' ah wanted ta see ya turn blue."
" Aren't we jus' de lil' smartass my lil River Rat." Once again Remy stuck his tongue out at her.
" Keep that up cajun an' yer gunna git it."
" Oh? What you gunna give Remy hn?" He stuck his tongue out at her again only to feel her combat boot under the table come into contact with his shin," Ouch!"
She smirked, having complete control on the situation or so she thought, until she felt Remy's legs suddenly catch her foot between them and not let go," Hey! Let go o'mah foot!" They both were laughing and almost didn't see the waitress standing there with their ordered.
" Ackhem."
Both southerners looked up, blushed and quickly straightened themselves into a proper manner and smiled.
"Right. Who had chicken marsala'?" The waitress sat the plate down before Remy when his hand came up," That means you have the shrimp alfredo." With that she sat the plate before Rogue and smiled to them both," Anything else for you lovebirds?"
Remy and Rogue aswell smirked sheepishly," Non we good. Danks." Remy answered for them both.
(Time is creeping behind me, surrounding around me Fading the words so desperately Now give me a reason that I can believe in Time is something you can't rewind One of these days it all comes together One of those days that goes on forever Think I sound crazy? Maybe, whatever What's it all about?...)
The ate in pure silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Rogue hadn't even noticed how late it was beginning to get, nor did she realize how much trouble they would both be in when they got back to the mansion, but for some reason it really didn't matter anymore, all that mattered now was the fact life seemed to be better thanks to that damned snarky cajun romeo sitting across from her. Rogue had never had so much fun in her life as she had had today," Remy ya do realize we in deep trouble most likely when we git home."
He shrugged," Yeah so? You gunna have dessert? Was t'inkin maybe we share somet'ing?" Remy wasn't worried, so let them get into trouble who cares really.
"Um...sure, ah'm done with this anyhow." she smiled and pushed away the pasta and took a drink of her Sprite.
"How is everything? Dessert?" The waitress had returned and offered them a dessert menu as she cleared their plates away.
"So Chere, what should we get?" Remy held the menu out so Rogue could look at it.
"Hm...they all look so good Remy ah dunno, ya pick."
" Let's go wit de Creme' brulee ala mode." Remy handed the menu back to the waitress who nodded and dissapeared leaving the two alone for the moment.
"So...ya excited bout tha play...yer a very good actor." Rogue felt her cheeks heat up with a crimson stain as that mornings Drama class flashed through her memory.
"Ya really t'ink so Chere?"
"Mmhm." She smiled," Thanks fer all this by tha way."
"Welcome Rogue, but you don' hafta t'ank me really." Once again her took her hands, laying them so her palms faced up and her knuckles rested cormfortably nestled in his hands," Remy want to buy a pretty for de dance too, he'll give you de bucks do it." Gently he leaned forward and kissed her gloved palms.
" Remy ya dun--"
"No your right I don', but I want too." He smiled and kissed her hands again.
A shiver slowly passed through her body at his touch, causing her to smile," Sure thin' Swamp Rat."
"Good. Now dat, dat's settled 'ere comes dessert." Slowly he let go of her hands just as the waitress placed the dessert between them and offered them each a spoon," T'anks Madame."
" Yes thank ya." Rogue smiled to her.
"Most welcome, you kids have a nice afternoon and evening." She smiled and left.
"Open wide Chere."
Rogue looked to Remy, seeing he was holding up a spoon full of ice cream and creme' brulee' for her. Smiling she leaned forward and closed her mouth around the spoon and it's contents before pulling away," Mm." She managed to get out after swallowing," That's good." Chuckling, the southern goth satnd back and removed one of her gloves, then proceeded to dip her finger in the ice cream and then quickly and carefully dapped it on Remy's nose laughing.
" 'Ey! Dat wasn't nice." And yet despite the sneak attack and the face he had ice cream on his nose, Remy began to laugh too, but not before returning the favor.
(It's about life, it's about fun It's over before it has begun It's about you, it's about me It's about everything between and I say I'm saying goodbye to you, I say hi to you with no clue It's about time that I Make up my mind.)
TBC
Author's Note: A thousand sorrys for taking so long on this chapter, but I had a heck of a time trying to figure out where to take it and then I ended up with an evil case of writer's block besides. I promise I'll try to be quicker with the next chapter. Please forgive me. *begs and pleads and sniffles.*