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A KISS IS JUST A KISS

A very wet Rogue stormed into the mansion, with most of the new recruits scattering out of her way.  She angrily headed up the stairs, shooting poisonous glares towards anyone who dared look at her.  She finally reached her room, slammed the door as loud as she could, then, collapsed on the floor in a fit of laughter as she remembered the look on Bobby's face when he thought she was finally going to touch him…he almost wet his pants.  "If it wasn't for whoever that was that pushed meh into tha pool, he probably would have," She giggled.

"Who probably would have what?" a voice inquired.

Rogue immediately quieted—giggling was not something she was willing to be caught doing.  "Who's here?" She demanded, as she reached for the light switch.

"Relax mon amour, Remy just wanted to welcome you home."  A flood of light filled the room, and Remy winced, squeezing his eyes shut.  "Now petite, why you wanna go an' do that?  Don't ya know that the dark is more romantic?"

"What makes ya' think I wanna get romantic with ya, Swamp Rat?"

"Now Chere, who else but Remy would you wanna be getting romantic with?"

"Anyone.  Now, why don't ya get the Hell off mah bed, and outta my room?"

Remy pouted.  "L'Escroc beuatiful [1], why ya wanna be hurtin' Remy with ya harsh language?"

Rogue placed her hands on the bed beside Remy, and leaned over him, a new plan forming.  "Trust me, Remy, hurting ya with mah language is the last thing Ah wanna do right now."

Remy leaned back into the bed.  "Remy thinks he be likin the way this is sounden'."  Over powered by the blood rush suddenly away from his brain, Remy forgot exactly what Rogue's powers entailed as she set on the bed beside him, and leaned slowly towards him, the top of her body resting slightly against him and giving him a view straight down the top of her uniform.  "Yeah, Remy be likin this very well."

"How about this," Rogue whispered as she let her lips lightly touch Remy's, concentrating on not absorbing him, just to see what would happen.  Nothing did.  Well other than the fact that Remy's arms were very quickly wrapping around her, drawing her down farther on top of him as they kissed, more and more deeply.  Rogue lost herself in the kiss, and felt Remy suddenly stiffen underneath her [2] and the kissing abrubtly stopped.  Rogue looked around the room, then walked over to the trash can and picked up a piece of paper.  It glowed red and she quickly flung it out the window before it exploded.  She turned around and looked at the unconscious Remy lying on her bed.  "Great," she muttered, "now what am Ah gonna do?"  She smiled slightly.  "Ah kissed him.  Ah kissed him and he didn't go out right away.  Ah controlled it.  Well Ah did until…" she trailed off realizing suddenly that she had just had her first REAL kiss. "And if he tells anyone, he's a dead man."

Rogue jumped slightly as she heard the door opening behind her.  Wanda walked in, and as she surveyed the scene, her eyes went wide.  "What happened here?  Did he hurt you?"

"No, no, Ahm ok." She smirked.  "Remy decided he wanted a little kiss, and wouldn't take no for an answer, so Ah gave him one he'd never forget."  She paused, deciding to omit certain parts of the story. 

Wanda smiled.  "I wonder how many times he's gonna fall for that."

Rogue laughed.  "Well, at least twice, now.  The only problem is how're we gonna get him out."

Wanda turned pink.  "I passed Pitor on the steps, and uh, well, he's still in the hall.  We were going to go for a walk.  You know, to get to know each other better.  As friends.  That's all."

"Yah know ya don't have to keep explaining it."

"I'm just saying he could probably help us."

"Bring him in."

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Footnotes:

[1] My Beautiful Rogue

[2] Get your mind out of the Gutter!!

Ok, I hope everyone enjoyed the Jamie: In Tights scene.  I had a group of friends in high school that were obsessed with Monty Pyton, and would spout it out at any chance they could.  I have a feeling most of the teenage guys in the mansion would do the same—I just substituted Mel Brooks in this case.  As for Jamie, I can just see him going a little too far with the idea, and actually acting out the song with his multiples, in an effort to impress the older boys.

As for the John/Bobby friendship, you have the prankster of the New Recruits paired with the Insane member of the Acolytes…how could that possibly go wrong?