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Remy woke up the next morning, still not believing what was going on. He had classes that day, and he was waiting for Bobby and Peter to wake up.When they finally did, Bobby yawned and tried muttering something inaudible.
"What you tryin' t'say, mon ami?" Remy questioned jokingly. Bobby just glared, then he gathered his thoughts before speaking.
"What time is it?" He finally questioned a few minutes later. He looked at the clock, then he was awake. "SHIT!"
"Be quiet Bobby. We've got twenty minutes." Peter said, laughing at Bobby's exasperation. "Remy and I have both showered, and YOU'RE the only one left to get ready."
With that, Bobby was in the bathroom, and fifteen minutes later, they were munching on toast in the kitchen. Bobby opened up his mouth to start another joke, but was silenced by the bell.
While in shop class, Remy was brought aside by Scott. "Remy, can I speak to you a minute?" Remy stopped dead beside Bobby and Peter, a look of worry flashed over his face, but it was covered quickly by his smirk.
"Ques'que c'est M'sieu Summers?" Remy asked, the worry obvious in his mutated eyes.
"It's nothing bad Remy, don't worry!" Scott said, smiling happily. "Bobby and Peter finished their last work in this class, they both have cars now. But you, on the other hand, have your bike, which needs some fixing up. Would you mind letting them work with you on your bike?" He asked, looking hopeful.
The thought of Scott and his bike triggered a memory. "O' course M'sieu Summers!" Remy said, happy to finally fix his bike up. "An', I wanna t'ank you for lettin' me have a bike. Bobby and Peter told me 'bout de rule o' not lettin' de students have any bikes." Remy finished, and was greeted by a warm smile.
"Professor Xavier thought it best. You were dealing with so much, and we both agreed that taking your bike away would probably make you angry, so we decided just to let you have it. Rules are meant to be broken, right?" Scott replied. The room went dead. Scott never bent the rules, not even for the adults! Now he was letting this kid have a bike, and he had no problem with it! Remy walked back confused, and promptly got an explanation from Peter about Scott's no rule breaking policy. Remy smiled happily, knowing he was the exception to the rule. Then they got to work on his bike.
After a full day of classes, Remy went for a run to clear his mind. He glanced at his watch, realizing how late it was getting, but decided to go to his thinking spot. When he approached the old oak tree, he saw another figure sitting there. The only other person that knew about this little place was...
"Rogue! Why you always invadin' Remy's thinkin' place chere?" Remy questioned jokingly, but was not met with the response he expected.
"Remy, please, just stop. Not today." Rogue said, conveying no emotion. Remy complied and sat down, far enough to give her the distance she needed, but close enough to let her know he would listen.
It was silent for a few minutes, then a shaking sniffle was heard. "It's just better t'blow your nez, chere." Remy said, hoping to make conversation.
"I told you already Remy, fuck off! Please!" Rogue said. Remy swung his head quickly.
{She couldn' be!} Remy thought as he watched the tears roll down her face. {She's cryin'! Whoever made her cry is gonna pay!} Remy subconsciously inched over to Rogue, wanting her to let him near. "What happened Rogue?" He asked firmly, using a mild amount of his charm to help guide the answer out of her.
She broke down into sobs. "B-Bobby and I broke up." She said between tears. "We thought it was for the b-best. He was stressed all the time, and Ah knew it was me, so Ah set him free. He was the b-best thing that ever happened to me." She said quietly, hoping, somewhere inside of her, that Remy wouldn't be mad at her for dumping his best friend. She heard his husky, accented voice like she never had before.
"S'okay chere. Remy here knows what it's like t'lose people that you love." He draped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close, letting her know that he was there for her.
She cried into his shoulder for awhile, sneaking a look here and there at him. {He's actually kinda cute, but why would he want a girl he couldn't touch?} This thought brought on a new wave of tears, and she managed to look up to him after a few minutes. "Why would anyone want a girl that he can't touch! Ah'm too low for love." She said quietly, avoiding his eyes. She couldn't cry anymore, she had no more tears.
"You can't be sayin' t'ings like dat chere." Remy replied, and she felt every word rumble through his broad chest, which she liked resting against. He was actually quite muscular, but his muscles were all lanky, making him very fast and strong, but it was hidden well. {But they're there, and they're comfortable.} Rogue thought. {Could Ah be falling for him?}
She finally felt the tears stop. She wanted to stay with Remy, but knew he couldn't like her. {He has been payin' me the most attention though} She thought, but quickly put it aside. {That's just wishful thinking. Why would he want me with all the other girls in this school that he could hold and kiss?}
"Ah'm gonna head back to the school now Rem." Rogue said quietly, pulling herself from her new found favorite place in the universe. She pushed herself up, and walked away, looking back for only a second. She saw a frown etched on his face, and confusion in his eyes. {Ah must be imagining things if Ah'm seeing him frown after holding meh.} She looked ahead, but couldn't stop the next thought from forming. {His eyes are beautiful though. They show more emotion than anyone else's Ah've seen.}
Remy spent the rest of the day outside, not wanting to accidentally run into Rogue and start another bout of rejection. {Ah can't believe Ah let her go! Dat was amazin', jus' holdin' her dere in my arms.} Remy amazed himself with his thoughts returning to first person. "Remy must be fallin' for dat fille." he muttered to himself queitly.
"What 'fille', Gumbo?" Remy stopped short, cursing a million times in his head the fact that Logan had the best hearing this side of Saturn.
"Nothin' M'sieu Logan." Remy said, putting his best smirk on his face. Logan immediately began to growl.
"Yer lyin' again, kid! I can smell it on ya, and it ain't the only thing I'm smellin' right now." Logan's claws unsheathed. "What have you been doin' eith Marie?"
"Qui?" Remy asked, confusion written on his face from the odd name and six pointy metal claws pointing at him.
"ROGUE!" Logan insisted, quickly becoming more violent with every breath.
"Oh. Dat. Remy was goin' down to de lake to t'ink about home, mais Rogue was already dere, an' she was cryin'. She an' Bobby broke up. Remy was just comfortin' her." Logan immediately started growling and turned around to go after Bobby. {How dare he dump Marie?! I'm gonna kill that little bastard!} Logan thought angrily.*(A/N: I had to put some fatherly Logan in... lol)* Remy spoke his next words as if he had read Logan's thoughts, and each one shook Logan back to reality. "It was mutual, homme."
Logan immediately stopped. He turned back around to Remy. Remy quickly put up his defenses. "Remy was jus' comfortin' her!" Remy quipped quickly*(A/N: The alliteration has got me! ARGH!!!!)*, and he was gonna leave it at that, but decided against lying again to the near feral mass of metal and muscle in front of him. "But Remy IS interested in her. She be somethin' diff'rent. She's a special fille."
"You better not be talkin' about her powers Gumbo. If you're gonna make a challenge out of her, like I KNEW you would have," Logan began to growl the last few words, but stopped himself. "I kept watch on ya kid. Yer lucky I like ya, or ye probably would've been impaled the moment I caught whiff of your intentions." With that, Logan took a deep breath before speaking again. "Give her the space she needs. If you both want to be together when she's ready, I won't stand in yer way Gumbo."
Remy quickly turned serious, and looked Logan in the eye. "Ah will wait 'til de end o' time t'be wit' Rogue." Remy said evenly, surprising Logan and himself by dropping his third person speech. With that, Remy stepped past Logan and returned to his room, trying to figure out how awkward it would be with Bobby and the rest of Generation X now.
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Remy woke up the next morning, still not believing what was going on. He had classes that day, and he was waiting for Bobby and Peter to wake up.When they finally did, Bobby yawned and tried muttering something inaudible.
"What you tryin' t'say, mon ami?" Remy questioned jokingly. Bobby just glared, then he gathered his thoughts before speaking.
"What time is it?" He finally questioned a few minutes later. He looked at the clock, then he was awake. "SHIT!"
"Be quiet Bobby. We've got twenty minutes." Peter said, laughing at Bobby's exasperation. "Remy and I have both showered, and YOU'RE the only one left to get ready."
With that, Bobby was in the bathroom, and fifteen minutes later, they were munching on toast in the kitchen. Bobby opened up his mouth to start another joke, but was silenced by the bell.
While in shop class, Remy was brought aside by Scott. "Remy, can I speak to you a minute?" Remy stopped dead beside Bobby and Peter, a look of worry flashed over his face, but it was covered quickly by his smirk.
"Ques'que c'est M'sieu Summers?" Remy asked, the worry obvious in his mutated eyes.
"It's nothing bad Remy, don't worry!" Scott said, smiling happily. "Bobby and Peter finished their last work in this class, they both have cars now. But you, on the other hand, have your bike, which needs some fixing up. Would you mind letting them work with you on your bike?" He asked, looking hopeful.
The thought of Scott and his bike triggered a memory. "O' course M'sieu Summers!" Remy said, happy to finally fix his bike up. "An', I wanna t'ank you for lettin' me have a bike. Bobby and Peter told me 'bout de rule o' not lettin' de students have any bikes." Remy finished, and was greeted by a warm smile.
"Professor Xavier thought it best. You were dealing with so much, and we both agreed that taking your bike away would probably make you angry, so we decided just to let you have it. Rules are meant to be broken, right?" Scott replied. The room went dead. Scott never bent the rules, not even for the adults! Now he was letting this kid have a bike, and he had no problem with it! Remy walked back confused, and promptly got an explanation from Peter about Scott's no rule breaking policy. Remy smiled happily, knowing he was the exception to the rule. Then they got to work on his bike.
After a full day of classes, Remy went for a run to clear his mind. He glanced at his watch, realizing how late it was getting, but decided to go to his thinking spot. When he approached the old oak tree, he saw another figure sitting there. The only other person that knew about this little place was...
"Rogue! Why you always invadin' Remy's thinkin' place chere?" Remy questioned jokingly, but was not met with the response he expected.
"Remy, please, just stop. Not today." Rogue said, conveying no emotion. Remy complied and sat down, far enough to give her the distance she needed, but close enough to let her know he would listen.
It was silent for a few minutes, then a shaking sniffle was heard. "It's just better t'blow your nez, chere." Remy said, hoping to make conversation.
"I told you already Remy, fuck off! Please!" Rogue said. Remy swung his head quickly.
{She couldn' be!} Remy thought as he watched the tears roll down her face. {She's cryin'! Whoever made her cry is gonna pay!} Remy subconsciously inched over to Rogue, wanting her to let him near. "What happened Rogue?" He asked firmly, using a mild amount of his charm to help guide the answer out of her.
She broke down into sobs. "B-Bobby and I broke up." She said between tears. "We thought it was for the b-best. He was stressed all the time, and Ah knew it was me, so Ah set him free. He was the b-best thing that ever happened to me." She said quietly, hoping, somewhere inside of her, that Remy wouldn't be mad at her for dumping his best friend. She heard his husky, accented voice like she never had before.
"S'okay chere. Remy here knows what it's like t'lose people that you love." He draped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close, letting her know that he was there for her.
She cried into his shoulder for awhile, sneaking a look here and there at him. {He's actually kinda cute, but why would he want a girl he couldn't touch?} This thought brought on a new wave of tears, and she managed to look up to him after a few minutes. "Why would anyone want a girl that he can't touch! Ah'm too low for love." She said quietly, avoiding his eyes. She couldn't cry anymore, she had no more tears.
"You can't be sayin' t'ings like dat chere." Remy replied, and she felt every word rumble through his broad chest, which she liked resting against. He was actually quite muscular, but his muscles were all lanky, making him very fast and strong, but it was hidden well. {But they're there, and they're comfortable.} Rogue thought. {Could Ah be falling for him?}
She finally felt the tears stop. She wanted to stay with Remy, but knew he couldn't like her. {He has been payin' me the most attention though} She thought, but quickly put it aside. {That's just wishful thinking. Why would he want me with all the other girls in this school that he could hold and kiss?}
"Ah'm gonna head back to the school now Rem." Rogue said quietly, pulling herself from her new found favorite place in the universe. She pushed herself up, and walked away, looking back for only a second. She saw a frown etched on his face, and confusion in his eyes. {Ah must be imagining things if Ah'm seeing him frown after holding meh.} She looked ahead, but couldn't stop the next thought from forming. {His eyes are beautiful though. They show more emotion than anyone else's Ah've seen.}
Remy spent the rest of the day outside, not wanting to accidentally run into Rogue and start another bout of rejection. {Ah can't believe Ah let her go! Dat was amazin', jus' holdin' her dere in my arms.} Remy amazed himself with his thoughts returning to first person. "Remy must be fallin' for dat fille." he muttered to himself queitly.
"What 'fille', Gumbo?" Remy stopped short, cursing a million times in his head the fact that Logan had the best hearing this side of Saturn.
"Nothin' M'sieu Logan." Remy said, putting his best smirk on his face. Logan immediately began to growl.
"Yer lyin' again, kid! I can smell it on ya, and it ain't the only thing I'm smellin' right now." Logan's claws unsheathed. "What have you been doin' eith Marie?"
"Qui?" Remy asked, confusion written on his face from the odd name and six pointy metal claws pointing at him.
"ROGUE!" Logan insisted, quickly becoming more violent with every breath.
"Oh. Dat. Remy was goin' down to de lake to t'ink about home, mais Rogue was already dere, an' she was cryin'. She an' Bobby broke up. Remy was just comfortin' her." Logan immediately started growling and turned around to go after Bobby. {How dare he dump Marie?! I'm gonna kill that little bastard!} Logan thought angrily.*(A/N: I had to put some fatherly Logan in... lol)* Remy spoke his next words as if he had read Logan's thoughts, and each one shook Logan back to reality. "It was mutual, homme."
Logan immediately stopped. He turned back around to Remy. Remy quickly put up his defenses. "Remy was jus' comfortin' her!" Remy quipped quickly*(A/N: The alliteration has got me! ARGH!!!!)*, and he was gonna leave it at that, but decided against lying again to the near feral mass of metal and muscle in front of him. "But Remy IS interested in her. She be somethin' diff'rent. She's a special fille."
"You better not be talkin' about her powers Gumbo. If you're gonna make a challenge out of her, like I KNEW you would have," Logan began to growl the last few words, but stopped himself. "I kept watch on ya kid. Yer lucky I like ya, or ye probably would've been impaled the moment I caught whiff of your intentions." With that, Logan took a deep breath before speaking again. "Give her the space she needs. If you both want to be together when she's ready, I won't stand in yer way Gumbo."
Remy quickly turned serious, and looked Logan in the eye. "Ah will wait 'til de end o' time t'be wit' Rogue." Remy said evenly, surprising Logan and himself by dropping his third person speech. With that, Remy stepped past Logan and returned to his room, trying to figure out how awkward it would be with Bobby and the rest of Generation X now.