AN: I'd just like to take this opportunity to recommend that those of you who haven't yet go read Wandering Souls by Calliann, it's an incredible fic, it's one of the best things I've ever read, and I'm a confirmed bookworm. Yep read this chapter then go read Wandering Souls, or the other way 'round whatever you'd rather do.
'Thoughts'
*Telepathy*
=Lyrics, Superior Mind by Amy Studt=
{Written word}
#Flashbacks#
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, it ain't mine.
Chapter 3
He watches from the shadows as the girl walked in, head held high, confidence in every graceful movement. She's come much further than he expected, especially since he hadn't made any 'adjustments' to her, not like he had the boy.
A cruel smile crosses his sharp features, he'll have her back soon and the boy too. Then he can finally finish what he started all those years ago.
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Rogue was on a mission, not the fight the bad guys and save the world kind but to get that damn Cajun out of her head. She hadn't been back to that club for almost a month, had ignored him in school, and still he was all she thought about. What was it about him that made her feel that way?
She was dressed to kill that evening, skin-tight leather pants, blood-red satin corset and her usual leather jacket. Deep red lips curled into a smirk and dark, smoky eyes lined with black completed the look.
=If there's hate in this heart
Then there's hate in that heart
For one hand claps not without the other
For one hand claps not without the other=
All male eyes once again focused on this dangerously alluring girl. There was something about her, something that intrigued them all. Maybe it was the fact that every time she came she would dance, flirt and seduce but never left with any guy. She drove them crazy but she never really led them on, yes they would all end up wanting her but she always made it clear that she would be leaving alone.
Until that guy anyway, you know, the one with the messy auburn hair and brown eyes, wears a trench coat all the time. She went somewhere with him and he's been coming back on and off since then, looking for her. Too bad he didn't come tonight really, for him anyway.
=From love springs love, but who can say
If the love is not returned, it furthers by the day
From hate springs hate, so we have found
It's growing ever stronger, we will see it
All around=
Kurt watched his sister sway through the crowds towards the bar with a worried frown. Ok so she was two years older than him but he still felt he had to look out for her, especially when she was in a mood like now. He didn't know what had brought this on, the only other time he'd seen her like this was after she'd had her heart broken. She'd ended up in the hospital that time, suffering from alcohol poisoning. That was why he and Amanda had followed her.
=With every chance you take and every heart
You break=
Rogue knew Kurt was there, she hadn't expected anything different from, but she didn't really care. She had other things on her mind, namely a certain Cajun Acolyte who was coming close to winning her heart. How had one talk, one kiss affected her so much?
#It was late -- about midnight -- and they'd finally left the club, still not having spoken to each other. It was almost like they didn't need words, like there was nothing that needed to be said, they already knew everything they needed. There was a pervading aura of calm surrounding them. They had taken Rogue's bike to the cliffs not far from the mansion and were now sitting looking over the ocean, his arm around her waist and her head on his shoulder.
Finally she felt the need to break the silence. She lifted her head from it's comfortable position on his shoulder, her demonic eyes meeting his chocolate brown, "Who are ya Remy?" she whispered softly, "Who are ya really?"
He raised a gloved hand and ran it gently across her cheek, "Remy don' know chere, Remy jus' don' know, all he knows is dat y' make ev'ryt'in' seem right when y' wit' him."#
Rogue sighed and finished her drink, signalling to the barman that she wanted another.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on asking the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
She wasn't helping herself any being here. She had come to forget him, to find someone who could do that. But all she could do was think about him, remember the little things about him.
#They'd fallen back into their comfortable silence again, arms wrapped around each other to keep the cool night breeze from affecting them.
It was Remy who spoke this time, his voice soft, full of undisguised emotion, "How d' y' do it chere? How d' y' get past m' pow'rs?" he asked holding her tight as if he was afraid she was going to disappear.
"What d' ya mean sugah?" she inquired, eyebrow raised in curiosity.
Remy looked at her, she was genuinely confused at his question, "Y' don' know 'bout m' pow'rs? Y' nev'r been tol'?" she shook her head no, "Remy can' touch people, not wit'out hurtin' dem. He absorbs deir mem'ries, deir t'oughts if dey a mutant Remy even absorb deir pow'rs."
Rogue's eyes widened in shock, did he just say…? "Ya seriously tellin' meh ya cain't touch othah people?" Remy nodded sadly, loosening his hold on her, preparing to let her go, "Then ya prob'ly nevah had the opp'rtunity ta do this b'fore," with that she leaned forwards, putting her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips against his in a tender, loving kiss that quickly grew into something mor intense and passionate.#
'Mah gawd,' she thought, 'Ah love him, how can Ah love him? Ah don' DO love.' She looked deep into the full glass in her hand as if it contained the answer before putting it back onto the bar top. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out her money, "How much do Ah owe ya sugah?" she asked the barman.
He smiled at her, "It's on me darling."
Rogue smiled back at him and took a couple of notes from the rest anyway, "Thanks sugah," she handed him the notes without even looking at them, "Ya tip," she told him when he gave her a strange look. She then slid off the stool, waved goodbye to Kurt and Amanda then left.
The barman looked down at the money in his hand, an expression of shock crossing his face, there must have been at least $100 there. Who was that girl?
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=Do you still believe in what you said
Was right
You kept saying that you loved me
But you were wrong
It's lust at first sight
We've been this way for as long as we
Can remember
Why do you always make the choice
To punish
Without the scars to show you will
Never grow=
He watches her leave and can't help but feel disappointed, she's leaving and the boy hasn't even shown up yet. He'll wait though, one day they'll come here together, he knows that, he's the one who programmed that to happen after all.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on askin the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
| | | | | | | | | | | |
=Oh no oh no………
It will never change
It will never make sense
Oh no oh no oh no
You will never find your way
If you never choose to play that game
Oh no……=
Kurt watched as Rogue left and smiled softly, she didn't look happier than she had when she first came but she looked better, like whatever was bothering her was close to being sorted out. He finally turned his attention from his sisters retreating form to the beautiful dark haired girl beside him
=We keep on making the same mistakes
Over and over
Your love turned to hate and your hate
Turned to love
We kill all the things that I used to be
Dreaming of=
"Would you like to dance Amanda?" he asked formally, standing and offering his hand. The words of the current might not be fitting for a young couple who were very much in love but the beat was good.
Amanda smiled at the holographic image of her normally blue and fuzzy boyfriend, "I'd love to Kurt," she took his hand and let him lead her out onto the dance floor.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on askin the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
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After a few moments he leaves the club. He really has no reason to stay right now, he'll come back tomorrow, and the next day, and everyday after that until he gets them together again.
=If there's love in this heart
Then there's hate in that heart
For one hand claps not without the other=
It occurred to me as I was writing this that some people might think I'm making Rogue a slut in this, all that flirting and seduction, so I put that little paragraph in the club there just in case. She flirts, she teases but she doesn't go home with strange guys she's just met. Ok, everyone clear on that? Good.
This chapter is a little shorter than the others I know but the stuff I want to have happen will need quite a bit of explaining so I'll save it for the next chapter. How did you like the fluff, Romy and a little Kurmanda, I know I said there'd be some in chapter 2 but it didn't work out like that.
The next chapter will finally reveal who that guy is and what he wants with Rogue and Remy, I already have it all planned out but it probably won't be up tol Monday, I'll try to have it up before then though, no promises.
Superrogue17: Glad you like the story so far. I always put the translations up otherwise I don't know what they're saying either.
Miette Van: Thanks for pointing that out, I got it from an online translator so it was bound to have mistakes. I went back and changed it, if I use German again then please point out my mistakes. So glad you like the story though, I try to be unique (otherwise there'd be two of me and that's just scary)
Dark dragon fire demon: I still don't think I'm that talented but who am I to argue with the reviewers? I just write the fics, you're the ones who keep it going. True, all that matters is that you enjoy the fic, and that I enjoy writing it of course, otherwise it'd never get done.
Calliann: Ok, who went and made you psychic? You seem to be thinking along the same lines as me. I don't know whether to be flattered that someone actually understands or scared for the world that there's someone who thinks like me. Just a side note but have we formed some sort of mutual admiration society? You seem to love my work and I know I love yours, update it soon please.
Ishandahalf: Don't worry hon, the brushing off has ended, Rogue has admitted to herself that she loves him. I just wanted to get across the point that Rogue was just as scared of what was happening as Remy. Hope you liked the flashbacks, I had you in mind when I wrote them, that's why there so fluffy. I got a grr and a squeal, yay me, reactions I always look for when I'm writing. I'm glad you liked the Scott and Jean bit I wasn't to sure about it myself.
Jukebox: Jealous and protective Rogue? Ooooh I like that, wasn't in the plan but once the Romy's fully established I'll definitely put that in, just for you.
Hadadream: I've only just got your review hon, I'm so sorry, I'm not ignoring you, I promise. Stupid ff.net. There are other reviews I didn't get sent too, I'm really pissed off about that. I'm glad you loved the story though and once again sorry for not acknowledging you before. Don't hate me, please.
I'm just gonna have a little rant about doctors now, you don't have to read this.
Doctors are vampires, I swear! Everytime I see a doctor they take my blood. They have more of it in little bottles than I have left I my body!!!!!!!!! I could go in with, say, a cold, and they'd say "We need to do some blood tests" I hate them!!!!
Those of you who read this (if anyone did) thank you for that, I just needed to get it out,
Mercury Dream
'Thoughts'
*Telepathy*
=Lyrics, Superior Mind by Amy Studt=
{Written word}
#Flashbacks#
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, it ain't mine.
Chapter 3
He watches from the shadows as the girl walked in, head held high, confidence in every graceful movement. She's come much further than he expected, especially since he hadn't made any 'adjustments' to her, not like he had the boy.
A cruel smile crosses his sharp features, he'll have her back soon and the boy too. Then he can finally finish what he started all those years ago.
| | | | | | | | | | | |
Rogue was on a mission, not the fight the bad guys and save the world kind but to get that damn Cajun out of her head. She hadn't been back to that club for almost a month, had ignored him in school, and still he was all she thought about. What was it about him that made her feel that way?
She was dressed to kill that evening, skin-tight leather pants, blood-red satin corset and her usual leather jacket. Deep red lips curled into a smirk and dark, smoky eyes lined with black completed the look.
=If there's hate in this heart
Then there's hate in that heart
For one hand claps not without the other
For one hand claps not without the other=
All male eyes once again focused on this dangerously alluring girl. There was something about her, something that intrigued them all. Maybe it was the fact that every time she came she would dance, flirt and seduce but never left with any guy. She drove them crazy but she never really led them on, yes they would all end up wanting her but she always made it clear that she would be leaving alone.
Until that guy anyway, you know, the one with the messy auburn hair and brown eyes, wears a trench coat all the time. She went somewhere with him and he's been coming back on and off since then, looking for her. Too bad he didn't come tonight really, for him anyway.
=From love springs love, but who can say
If the love is not returned, it furthers by the day
From hate springs hate, so we have found
It's growing ever stronger, we will see it
All around=
Kurt watched his sister sway through the crowds towards the bar with a worried frown. Ok so she was two years older than him but he still felt he had to look out for her, especially when she was in a mood like now. He didn't know what had brought this on, the only other time he'd seen her like this was after she'd had her heart broken. She'd ended up in the hospital that time, suffering from alcohol poisoning. That was why he and Amanda had followed her.
=With every chance you take and every heart
You break=
Rogue knew Kurt was there, she hadn't expected anything different from, but she didn't really care. She had other things on her mind, namely a certain Cajun Acolyte who was coming close to winning her heart. How had one talk, one kiss affected her so much?
#It was late -- about midnight -- and they'd finally left the club, still not having spoken to each other. It was almost like they didn't need words, like there was nothing that needed to be said, they already knew everything they needed. There was a pervading aura of calm surrounding them. They had taken Rogue's bike to the cliffs not far from the mansion and were now sitting looking over the ocean, his arm around her waist and her head on his shoulder.
Finally she felt the need to break the silence. She lifted her head from it's comfortable position on his shoulder, her demonic eyes meeting his chocolate brown, "Who are ya Remy?" she whispered softly, "Who are ya really?"
He raised a gloved hand and ran it gently across her cheek, "Remy don' know chere, Remy jus' don' know, all he knows is dat y' make ev'ryt'in' seem right when y' wit' him."#
Rogue sighed and finished her drink, signalling to the barman that she wanted another.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on asking the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
She wasn't helping herself any being here. She had come to forget him, to find someone who could do that. But all she could do was think about him, remember the little things about him.
#They'd fallen back into their comfortable silence again, arms wrapped around each other to keep the cool night breeze from affecting them.
It was Remy who spoke this time, his voice soft, full of undisguised emotion, "How d' y' do it chere? How d' y' get past m' pow'rs?" he asked holding her tight as if he was afraid she was going to disappear.
"What d' ya mean sugah?" she inquired, eyebrow raised in curiosity.
Remy looked at her, she was genuinely confused at his question, "Y' don' know 'bout m' pow'rs? Y' nev'r been tol'?" she shook her head no, "Remy can' touch people, not wit'out hurtin' dem. He absorbs deir mem'ries, deir t'oughts if dey a mutant Remy even absorb deir pow'rs."
Rogue's eyes widened in shock, did he just say…? "Ya seriously tellin' meh ya cain't touch othah people?" Remy nodded sadly, loosening his hold on her, preparing to let her go, "Then ya prob'ly nevah had the opp'rtunity ta do this b'fore," with that she leaned forwards, putting her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips against his in a tender, loving kiss that quickly grew into something mor intense and passionate.#
'Mah gawd,' she thought, 'Ah love him, how can Ah love him? Ah don' DO love.' She looked deep into the full glass in her hand as if it contained the answer before putting it back onto the bar top. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out her money, "How much do Ah owe ya sugah?" she asked the barman.
He smiled at her, "It's on me darling."
Rogue smiled back at him and took a couple of notes from the rest anyway, "Thanks sugah," she handed him the notes without even looking at them, "Ya tip," she told him when he gave her a strange look. She then slid off the stool, waved goodbye to Kurt and Amanda then left.
The barman looked down at the money in his hand, an expression of shock crossing his face, there must have been at least $100 there. Who was that girl?
| | | | | | | | | | | |
=Do you still believe in what you said
Was right
You kept saying that you loved me
But you were wrong
It's lust at first sight
We've been this way for as long as we
Can remember
Why do you always make the choice
To punish
Without the scars to show you will
Never grow=
He watches her leave and can't help but feel disappointed, she's leaving and the boy hasn't even shown up yet. He'll wait though, one day they'll come here together, he knows that, he's the one who programmed that to happen after all.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on askin the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
| | | | | | | | | | | |
=Oh no oh no………
It will never change
It will never make sense
Oh no oh no oh no
You will never find your way
If you never choose to play that game
Oh no……=
Kurt watched as Rogue left and smiled softly, she didn't look happier than she had when she first came but she looked better, like whatever was bothering her was close to being sorted out. He finally turned his attention from his sisters retreating form to the beautiful dark haired girl beside him
=We keep on making the same mistakes
Over and over
Your love turned to hate and your hate
Turned to love
We kill all the things that I used to be
Dreaming of=
"Would you like to dance Amanda?" he asked formally, standing and offering his hand. The words of the current might not be fitting for a young couple who were very much in love but the beat was good.
Amanda smiled at the holographic image of her normally blue and fuzzy boyfriend, "I'd love to Kurt," she took his hand and let him lead her out onto the dance floor.
=Every day I'm more disappointed
By the world and I'm losing my faith
We made the hell that we have to live
Another universal truth
We keep on askin the same kind
Of questions
We keep on fighting the same type of wars
But you will find what you need inside
To be a superior mind=
| | | | | | | | | | | |
After a few moments he leaves the club. He really has no reason to stay right now, he'll come back tomorrow, and the next day, and everyday after that until he gets them together again.
=If there's love in this heart
Then there's hate in that heart
For one hand claps not without the other=
It occurred to me as I was writing this that some people might think I'm making Rogue a slut in this, all that flirting and seduction, so I put that little paragraph in the club there just in case. She flirts, she teases but she doesn't go home with strange guys she's just met. Ok, everyone clear on that? Good.
This chapter is a little shorter than the others I know but the stuff I want to have happen will need quite a bit of explaining so I'll save it for the next chapter. How did you like the fluff, Romy and a little Kurmanda, I know I said there'd be some in chapter 2 but it didn't work out like that.
The next chapter will finally reveal who that guy is and what he wants with Rogue and Remy, I already have it all planned out but it probably won't be up tol Monday, I'll try to have it up before then though, no promises.
Superrogue17: Glad you like the story so far. I always put the translations up otherwise I don't know what they're saying either.
Miette Van: Thanks for pointing that out, I got it from an online translator so it was bound to have mistakes. I went back and changed it, if I use German again then please point out my mistakes. So glad you like the story though, I try to be unique (otherwise there'd be two of me and that's just scary)
Dark dragon fire demon: I still don't think I'm that talented but who am I to argue with the reviewers? I just write the fics, you're the ones who keep it going. True, all that matters is that you enjoy the fic, and that I enjoy writing it of course, otherwise it'd never get done.
Calliann: Ok, who went and made you psychic? You seem to be thinking along the same lines as me. I don't know whether to be flattered that someone actually understands or scared for the world that there's someone who thinks like me. Just a side note but have we formed some sort of mutual admiration society? You seem to love my work and I know I love yours, update it soon please.
Ishandahalf: Don't worry hon, the brushing off has ended, Rogue has admitted to herself that she loves him. I just wanted to get across the point that Rogue was just as scared of what was happening as Remy. Hope you liked the flashbacks, I had you in mind when I wrote them, that's why there so fluffy. I got a grr and a squeal, yay me, reactions I always look for when I'm writing. I'm glad you liked the Scott and Jean bit I wasn't to sure about it myself.
Jukebox: Jealous and protective Rogue? Ooooh I like that, wasn't in the plan but once the Romy's fully established I'll definitely put that in, just for you.
Hadadream: I've only just got your review hon, I'm so sorry, I'm not ignoring you, I promise. Stupid ff.net. There are other reviews I didn't get sent too, I'm really pissed off about that. I'm glad you loved the story though and once again sorry for not acknowledging you before. Don't hate me, please.
I'm just gonna have a little rant about doctors now, you don't have to read this.
Doctors are vampires, I swear! Everytime I see a doctor they take my blood. They have more of it in little bottles than I have left I my body!!!!!!!!! I could go in with, say, a cold, and they'd say "We need to do some blood tests" I hate them!!!!
Those of you who read this (if anyone did) thank you for that, I just needed to get it out,
Mercury Dream