Remy was drunk.
Not only was he drunk, but he was furious as well.
Normally, Remy wouldn't be furious if he saw Kurt and Rogue hugging, they were brother and sister after all, and siblings often had a closer bond than even husbands and wives sometimes.
Alcohol does a strange thing to people and their thoughts. Remy was watching Kurt and Rogue hugging, but he wasn't seeing a brother and sister hugging. He was seeing a son of a bitch hugging his girlfriend.
That filthy, sauerkraut making, bratwurst scoffing, beer guzzling, lederhosen wearing, Jew murdering, back stabbing, Nazi bastard! All that time he was saying he was worried about Remy and Rogue, and that he wanted them to be happy! The lying Kraut... he was just trying to get Remy to leave so that he could go for Rogue! That had to be the excuse.
Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Remy clenched his hands into trembling fists, watching with growing anger as Kurt brushed away a strand of hair from Rogue's face.
"Rogue..." Kurt whispered softly, "I..." He looked up when he heard a scream and before he and Rogue could react, something hit the table and made it explode. With a cry, Kurt pulled Rogue away, looking up.
"Was?"
"You lying piece of shit."
"Remy? Remy, is that you? Ach, where have you been?" Kurt demanded, placing his hands on his hips. "We..."
"Were going together behind my back...I can see it all now!" Remy charged up another stone and hurled it at them, forcing Kurt to grab Rogue and teleport them to the side.
"Remy!" Rogue shouted. "What the hell is wrong with you?" When they received no answer, Rogue shook her head, growing angry herself. "What should we do, Kurt?" she asked.
"I don't think Remy is in his right mind." Kurt said. "You breaking all of his bones will not help matters, so get back in the house, I will try to calm him." Rogue bit her lower lip, trying to hear Remy anywhere near them.
"Are you sure you want to do this alone?" she asked. Kurt nodded.
"After I calm him, we can talk about this together." He explained. As Rogue headed back for the house still hesitantly, Kurt headed for the woods, his tail flicking side to side.
"Remy! Remy, we need to talk!" He quickly flipped backwards as a charged stone came towards him. It blew up as he landed in a crouch, and before he got ready to do something, Remy football style tackled him from behind, smashing his head on the ground.
"Ach!" Kurt cried, trying to kick Remy off. Remy punched him in the small of the back, and all he could manage was a teleport a few feet away to try and get his breath back.
"Remy! Listen to me!" he pleaded, struggling to his feet. "You have been drinking again!"
"I know what I saw." Remy snarled. "You and Rogue are sweet with each other!" Staggering to his feet, he looked at Kurt with disgust, a few rocks in one hand. "I thought you were my friend, Kurt!"
"Remy, please..." Kurt said, shaking his head a bit. He teleported as Remy hurled a charged rock at him. "I don't want to fight with you!"
"Well that's just tough isn't it?" Remy growled, hurling two charged rocks at him. ***
"Logan, we need to help Kurt with Remy!" Rogue said.
"What is he doing?" Logan asked, heading for the door as he spoke.
"He's attacking Kurt! He thinks Kurt and I were going together!" Logan growled, slamming the door open.
"He's drunk isn't he?" ***
Kurt flipped and dodged Remy's attacks, starting to get too dizzy to continue teleporting all around. Remy attacked with his martial arts, not wanting to waste time trying to collect rocks.
Kurt thanked God that he was taught jiu-jitsu by Logan years ago. He also cursed the fact that Remy learned it too. The two were fighting as hard as they could, but Remy was fighting with a drunken rage that seemed to make him stronger, forcing Kurt to constantly back up.
Remy went to punch Kurt's face, but at the last moment he suddenly performed a sweeping kick, knocking Kurt over. Before Kurt could teleport, Remy performed a knee drop on his stomach, making him cry out as he coughed up blood. Before Remy could land another blow, Kurt teleported as far as he could go away from the scene and in his pain, the mansion as well.
He lay on the ground, gasping for breath as he clutched his stomach and spit out blood. Closing his eyes, he rested his head on the ground, his tail trembling badly. ***
When Logan and Rogue reached the first location of the fight, they found that Remy and Kurt had moved on. Tilting his nose up, Logan sniffed the air and growled softly.
"Kurt's bleeding." He said. "Come on!" ***
Kurt had finally made it to his feet, clutching his stomach a bit. He only had a small noise as warning, and when he looked up, Remy's foot smashed his nose as the force of the kick pushed him against a tree.
"How did that feel?" Remy asked. "Did it hurt? I hope it hurt like a bitch! You tried to steal Rogue from me!" Ignoring the blood that fell onto his lips from his nose, Kurt shook his head at Remy, gasping for breath.
"Mein freund...I never..."
"I saw you!" Remy screamed.
"She was upset because you were so late. I was only comforting her! She is my sister! Not my lover!" Kurt insisted. "If you were not drunk, you would understand this!"
"Remy!" Looking over his shoulder, Remy snarled as Logan and Rogue ran towards them.
"You were in on the plan too, Logan!" he said, pointing an accusing finger. "You wanted Rogue to be with Kurt instead of me for some reason!"
"Gumbo, get the hell away from Kurt!" Logan warned, unsheathing his claws. "You're drunk off your ass again! Guess those lessons meant shit to you huh?"
"What good are words anymore?" Remy asked, looking from Kurt, to Logan, and then Rogue. "What good is saying that you love someone for all eternity, and then leaving them to die? What good is saying you care about them and want them to be happy, and then steal that happiness away?"
"Remy..." Kurt started. Remy raised up a hand, and he was holding a switchblade.
"You want to fight me, Logan?" he asked. "Come on and attack me! But Kurt here is too weak to teleport away from danger in time! I'll kill him before you can kill me! Like a good old fashioned Mexican stand-off!"
Before anyone knew what had happened, Rogue was flying like a bullet towards Remy. Grabbing by the waist, she flew him as hard as she could into a tree, knocking him out cold.
"Danke..." Kurt gasped, before he safely passed out in Logan's arms. Logan sighed, hefting Kurt gently over his shoulder.
"This is a fine pile of shit." He said, shaking his head. "You can explain to Hank what happened when we get to the med lab."
With that, he turned and walked off with Kurt.
Sadly, Rogue looked down at Remy. His words had hurt. They had hurt because some of the things he had said were true.
Carefully, she picked him up and followed after Logan.
What the hell was she going to do?
Not only was he drunk, but he was furious as well.
Normally, Remy wouldn't be furious if he saw Kurt and Rogue hugging, they were brother and sister after all, and siblings often had a closer bond than even husbands and wives sometimes.
Alcohol does a strange thing to people and their thoughts. Remy was watching Kurt and Rogue hugging, but he wasn't seeing a brother and sister hugging. He was seeing a son of a bitch hugging his girlfriend.
That filthy, sauerkraut making, bratwurst scoffing, beer guzzling, lederhosen wearing, Jew murdering, back stabbing, Nazi bastard! All that time he was saying he was worried about Remy and Rogue, and that he wanted them to be happy! The lying Kraut... he was just trying to get Remy to leave so that he could go for Rogue! That had to be the excuse.
Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Remy clenched his hands into trembling fists, watching with growing anger as Kurt brushed away a strand of hair from Rogue's face.
"Rogue..." Kurt whispered softly, "I..." He looked up when he heard a scream and before he and Rogue could react, something hit the table and made it explode. With a cry, Kurt pulled Rogue away, looking up.
"Was?"
"You lying piece of shit."
"Remy? Remy, is that you? Ach, where have you been?" Kurt demanded, placing his hands on his hips. "We..."
"Were going together behind my back...I can see it all now!" Remy charged up another stone and hurled it at them, forcing Kurt to grab Rogue and teleport them to the side.
"Remy!" Rogue shouted. "What the hell is wrong with you?" When they received no answer, Rogue shook her head, growing angry herself. "What should we do, Kurt?" she asked.
"I don't think Remy is in his right mind." Kurt said. "You breaking all of his bones will not help matters, so get back in the house, I will try to calm him." Rogue bit her lower lip, trying to hear Remy anywhere near them.
"Are you sure you want to do this alone?" she asked. Kurt nodded.
"After I calm him, we can talk about this together." He explained. As Rogue headed back for the house still hesitantly, Kurt headed for the woods, his tail flicking side to side.
"Remy! Remy, we need to talk!" He quickly flipped backwards as a charged stone came towards him. It blew up as he landed in a crouch, and before he got ready to do something, Remy football style tackled him from behind, smashing his head on the ground.
"Ach!" Kurt cried, trying to kick Remy off. Remy punched him in the small of the back, and all he could manage was a teleport a few feet away to try and get his breath back.
"Remy! Listen to me!" he pleaded, struggling to his feet. "You have been drinking again!"
"I know what I saw." Remy snarled. "You and Rogue are sweet with each other!" Staggering to his feet, he looked at Kurt with disgust, a few rocks in one hand. "I thought you were my friend, Kurt!"
"Remy, please..." Kurt said, shaking his head a bit. He teleported as Remy hurled a charged rock at him. "I don't want to fight with you!"
"Well that's just tough isn't it?" Remy growled, hurling two charged rocks at him. ***
"Logan, we need to help Kurt with Remy!" Rogue said.
"What is he doing?" Logan asked, heading for the door as he spoke.
"He's attacking Kurt! He thinks Kurt and I were going together!" Logan growled, slamming the door open.
"He's drunk isn't he?" ***
Kurt flipped and dodged Remy's attacks, starting to get too dizzy to continue teleporting all around. Remy attacked with his martial arts, not wanting to waste time trying to collect rocks.
Kurt thanked God that he was taught jiu-jitsu by Logan years ago. He also cursed the fact that Remy learned it too. The two were fighting as hard as they could, but Remy was fighting with a drunken rage that seemed to make him stronger, forcing Kurt to constantly back up.
Remy went to punch Kurt's face, but at the last moment he suddenly performed a sweeping kick, knocking Kurt over. Before Kurt could teleport, Remy performed a knee drop on his stomach, making him cry out as he coughed up blood. Before Remy could land another blow, Kurt teleported as far as he could go away from the scene and in his pain, the mansion as well.
He lay on the ground, gasping for breath as he clutched his stomach and spit out blood. Closing his eyes, he rested his head on the ground, his tail trembling badly. ***
When Logan and Rogue reached the first location of the fight, they found that Remy and Kurt had moved on. Tilting his nose up, Logan sniffed the air and growled softly.
"Kurt's bleeding." He said. "Come on!" ***
Kurt had finally made it to his feet, clutching his stomach a bit. He only had a small noise as warning, and when he looked up, Remy's foot smashed his nose as the force of the kick pushed him against a tree.
"How did that feel?" Remy asked. "Did it hurt? I hope it hurt like a bitch! You tried to steal Rogue from me!" Ignoring the blood that fell onto his lips from his nose, Kurt shook his head at Remy, gasping for breath.
"Mein freund...I never..."
"I saw you!" Remy screamed.
"She was upset because you were so late. I was only comforting her! She is my sister! Not my lover!" Kurt insisted. "If you were not drunk, you would understand this!"
"Remy!" Looking over his shoulder, Remy snarled as Logan and Rogue ran towards them.
"You were in on the plan too, Logan!" he said, pointing an accusing finger. "You wanted Rogue to be with Kurt instead of me for some reason!"
"Gumbo, get the hell away from Kurt!" Logan warned, unsheathing his claws. "You're drunk off your ass again! Guess those lessons meant shit to you huh?"
"What good are words anymore?" Remy asked, looking from Kurt, to Logan, and then Rogue. "What good is saying that you love someone for all eternity, and then leaving them to die? What good is saying you care about them and want them to be happy, and then steal that happiness away?"
"Remy..." Kurt started. Remy raised up a hand, and he was holding a switchblade.
"You want to fight me, Logan?" he asked. "Come on and attack me! But Kurt here is too weak to teleport away from danger in time! I'll kill him before you can kill me! Like a good old fashioned Mexican stand-off!"
Before anyone knew what had happened, Rogue was flying like a bullet towards Remy. Grabbing by the waist, she flew him as hard as she could into a tree, knocking him out cold.
"Danke..." Kurt gasped, before he safely passed out in Logan's arms. Logan sighed, hefting Kurt gently over his shoulder.
"This is a fine pile of shit." He said, shaking his head. "You can explain to Hank what happened when we get to the med lab."
With that, he turned and walked off with Kurt.
Sadly, Rogue looked down at Remy. His words had hurt. They had hurt because some of the things he had said were true.
Carefully, she picked him up and followed after Logan.
What the hell was she going to do?