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This chapter is really not that good but I had to update. I'm sorry for the long wait but I'm having a lot of difficulty with this story if you have any ideas tell me please. Because I can probably put up one more chapter then my brain is going to evaporate or if you want to take over the story that's okay, too.

Oh, and by the way it was not supposed to be Craxy Rogue it was a spelling error. But it kinda makes more sense than my other title. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ YESTERDAY AFTERNOON

All the students were lounging around in the rec. room sort of. You know hanging out, listening to music, singing horribly while listening to music, annoying each other, and just having an all round great time, well almost everyone.

"Bobby like if you don't like stop that I'm going to like tell the professor!" Kitty screamed as she ran through the rec. room and into the hallway.

"You just do that pretty kitty." Bobby smirked his plan was working perfectly.

Wham. Bobby just connected with Logan and the Canadian was not happy.

"Er Hi Logan. Bye Logan" Bobby was out of there in a flash and that was a good thing too because the canadian was not in a good mood at all.

Logan growls and mumbles "Damn teenagers." He was now on his way to the bar –not like he needed a real reason but the kids were enough. He needed some time away from everything especially the hormonal teenagers and their sick jokes. That's why they were going to get a very early wake up call tomorrow morning.

Somewhere down the hall kitty can be heard, "Bobby Drake, YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!"

"Yah think that boy would of thought of a better plan after he got Kitty than to just run. She can be pretty scary." Rogue smirked. She would love to see Bobby in a cast of any sort for a while keep him away from all his peculiar devices and the giggling girls. They really got on Rogues nerves.

Off in the corner was the famous Remy Lebeau talking about who know what all you'd really notice and all Rogue really did notice was that the girls were all drooling visibly and it was disgusting. The guy had a big enough ego, as it was he doesn't need them to boost it especially when Rogue tried to break it down. Although, it didn't really work she liked fighting with him. This was only when she won of course, of course.

"Cherie, Remy thinks you should come and sit by him while we watch a scary movie." Remy says while staring at Rogue.

"Ah don't think there is anything more frightening than you Swamp Rat and what about the gaggle of girls you have drooling all over you. What will yah ever do with them all?" was Rogues sarcastic reply.

"Awe jealous cherie you are always number one to Remy." Remy replies with his cocky smirk plastered in place.

"Ah am not jealous, just worried about my upchuck reflex kicking in anytime soon. Why don't yah come ovah here so I can work on mah aim." Rogue replies hastily while getting up and stretching. She can't take anymore of this nonsense. She has decided to go and find Kitty and help dissect Bobby. Poor man, NOT! She starts walking over to the door.

"Cherie Remy wants to know where you are going?" Remy asks.

Rogue nearly jumps as she turns around damn Cajun and his sneakiness. "None of yah business Swamp Rat."

"Remy just going to half to follow his cherie, or you could tell Remy where you are going." Remy again just smirks, again.

"Ah am going to fahnd Kitty to help her kill Bobby and if yah don't stop being such an ass then you will soon be in tha same category as Bobby. So, back off!"

By now the couple are in the hallway making their way to Rogue and Kitty's room. Rogue is getting agrier by the second she does not need an annoying cocky Cajun asshole to be her Guardian- that's what Logan is for- mental note to Rogue: Get Logan to kill Remy very soon...

"Go away now I told yah were ah was going."

"Ah but cherie Remy said nothing about leavin'"

Damn Damn Damn Damn. Rogue felt like jumping off a cliff but with her guardian. I'm sure she wouldn't even make it of the cliff and she would end up in his arms. Gross! Meanwhile Remy was still talking but Rogue didn't care as long as it wasn't about her or anything related to never mind you don't want to know, trust me.

"Do you ever shut up?" Rogue wonders aloud.

"No is Remy supposed to stop talking?" Remy gleefully says.

"Yes! Do ya half ta be an ass all tha time?" Rogue roars.

"Like I think he'd reply in the negative." Kitty retorts from just down the hallway. Her hair is a mess and she looks like a tornado just went through. "Did Remy miss something, petite." Remy knew too well what she was doing it was just so fun to tease her.

"No, I wasn't like doing anything." Kitty replies

"Raht Kitty whatever yah say and what did you do with Bobby"

"You'll like see." Kitty grins evilly as Kurt walks up behind her.

"Boo!" Kurt yells really loud

Of course Kitty would not take to well to this and the fact that she almost phased through the wall didn't help any.

"There goes the neibourhood."

"But cherie we live in a house and Remy thinks Kitty's the only one going bonkers"

"Yah have a lot to learn Cajun"

"And Remy can start his tutorial right now cherie. So what you going to teach Remy first. Stripping 101, maybe the art of kissing, or-"

WHAM

"Maybe Remy should keep his perverted dreams tah himself."

"But Remy likes to see your face when you get mad it makes it all the more fun."

"That's it Ah need a break, FROM YAH. Ahm going tah find Bobby Alone and if ah find you following me in any shape or form your also a dead man got it."

"No problem cherie." Remy replies with a smirk and fingers crossed.