Title: Affairs of the Heart
Chapter six: The Hearts Wishes
Disclaimer: NO own X-men, nor do I own the song "Girls Not Grey" I however wish I owned Davey Havok, he's so hot. ^.^
Summary: Everyone knows Rogue falls for Gambit, but had a crush on Scott (in X-Men Evolution), and liked Bobby (in X-men the movie). Well what happens when she becomes a friend with Belladonna, the girl who was to be Gambit's wife, and Scott comes into play with her feelings? Find out what "adventures", misunderstandings, and other things happen when these three people create a triangle, or does it become a different structure with a fourth person in play? ^_^
AN: Sorry for all you fans but this is the last chapter to 'Affairs of the Heart,' there may however be a sequel but I need to get a certain amount of reviews, I already know how many reviews I want but I won't tell you. You're all gonna have to find out on your own. SORRY!! Also SORRY it took me so long to update, but I just started two new fics, one by myself, and another I am writing with a friend. Our pen name is JeT'aime.
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Rogue had gone to bed late that evening because of special circumstances. She had gone on her first real date with Scott. It had been a month since the return of Scott from his fatal camping trip. Upon his return he took it upon himself to confess to himself and to a certain someone, who had been on his mind since the day he left for that trip, how he truly felt for her. At first he was very coy about his true intentions, acting like a shy schoolgirl around her, and then after a few days he started to court her. Their dating stunned everyone especially Jean Grey, Rogue couldn't have been any happier. Rogue slowly drifted away into a deep slumber.
*I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Swim in the calm tonight
This art does drown*
She woke to soft music playing in the background. As she got out of bed to go find the source of her disturbance, Rogue saw a little card on her bedside table, with her name written in neat cursive writing. All X-Men had had plans for the weekend and were gone leaving Rogue all alone, she didn't mind being alone, she was used to the solitude, the companion of herself. From the neatness that her name was written in she figured Scott had written her a note before he had left, and had snuck into her room leaving it there not wanting to wake her. As for the music however she figured that Kurt must have set his alarm clock and forgot to turn it off before leaving, or he over slept as usual.
Rogue ran her fingers over the writing on the card imaging Scott sitting at his desk in his room writing it. The thought of him doing something so romantic, and of thinking of her before he left, brought a smile to her face. Very slowly, as if she were afraid that inside the note hide a poisonous snake waiting to attack her and make her his next victim, Rogue took her time in opening the note. Inside the note read:
My dear,
You have been left alone, to toy with herself. No one stayed to watch you, to be with you, or to keep you busy. But I'm here, I'll take care of you, I'll watch over you, and I'll keep you busy. There is a surprise awaiting you. Follow the trail of red rose petals, to the next note you shall find, giving you another set of instructions. Ah but before you follow those petals slip into the outfit hanging on the hanger in you bathroom.
-Sweet Dreams
When Rogue walked into her bathroom there hanging on a hanger, just as the note said, was hanging a long black silk dress. It was a halter back, there a slit on the right side that traveled up her leg and stop a little after her knee. The dress a had forties kind of flare, where it hug her waist and flowed freely afterwards, so freely that when she turned it would span out like a fan around her. There was a note attached to the dress, it read:
My Darlin',
This is not your next set of instructions, but to tell you I may have picked the dress but the rest is up to you. To me are beautiful with or with out the dress so it won't matter, but it would be nice and it would help if you did dress up.
-Sweet Dressings
As Rogue got ready she wondered who all the notes where from, and what they had in store for her. Rogue just figured that Scott had changed his plans and decided to stay with her, or had planned everything a while ago. Using the excuse he was going to visit his brother, to get her and the others to believe him and not suspect him of anything. After getting dressed, Rogue opened her bedroom door to find the trail of red rose petals lead away from her bedroom door down the hall, just the way the note had told her. She followed the many little petals strewn out across the hall like little pathways, just as she was instructed to.
*(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
where I belong, with all erased *
The petals had leaded her down to the kitchen. There on the kitchen table Rogue could see a little card, like the one she had found in her room with her name on it, she read the note and laughed to herself wondering what Scott had in mind. The note read:
My Sweet,
Your next set of instructions, doesn't it sound like you're setting the VCR or something, anyway back to your instructions. Take the bottle of red wine out of the fridge, along with the whip cream, strawberries, and the chocolate sauce. Bring all of these things, along with yourself, to the dinning room; there your surprise awaits you.
-Sweet Treats
When Rogue entered the dinning room there were place settings for two. At one of the seats was a note that told her to be seated, and close her eyes. Rogue couldn't help but feel a little angry that Scott was trying to deceive her. He knew Rogue wasn't big on surprises, in fact he knew she hated them. Rogue felt anxious yet scared, what if it wasn't Scott, what if someone was playing games with her? What if someone had been in the manor all the time watching her and just waiting for the right time to off her? Rogue knew she could defend herself, but the thought of someone else being there all alone with her, watching her, made her very perturbed.
All of a sudden Rogue could sense that there was someone else in the room with her, they were right behind her. By his footfalls she could tell it was a male, by his smell she wasn't sure who it was but she knew she knew it...it smelt familiar...like spices sort of. The smell made her remember her home in Mississippi. Just as quickly as the person had appeared in the room, there were hands covering her eyes, they were big, had long fingers, they were strong hands with a gentle touch, she remembered feeling these hands before, but couldn't remember where or who they belonged to. Rogue could tell the person was in front of her staring at her, she could feel his breath on her face. It got warmer signaling to her that he was getting closer to her, leaning in to kiss her.
A brush of his soft lips appeared on her lips, they were familiar lips. Rogue reached out to remove the hands from her eyes but they would not budge. She attempted to speak but he only stopped her by shushing her. The pair of lips that had not too long ago touched hers, explored her face, kissing each curve and contour gently, moving from her neck and headed in an all to familiar direction. They ended up at the destination they had been striving to reach for, her lips. This time the kiss had not been a brush on the lips but a teasing one. They first kissed the corners of her mouth, and then lingered on her lips, with his tongue he slowly teased her lips into parting, so his tongue could enter and explore its prize.
Rogue slowly giving up wanting to know her mysterious host, let her hands finds its way around his neck. After a while those very same hands were clinging onto him for support, at that very instent Rogue realized that her host had removed his hands from her eyes. Slowly Rogue opened her eyes, afraid that all she had just experienced was just a fantasy and would disappear as soon as she opened her eyes.
*All insects sing tonight
The coldest sound
I'd send God's grace tonight
Could it be found? *
Rogue was unable to breath as she regconzied the face in front of her. Those eyes they captivated her making her stare deeply into them, they pierced straight through her as if she were not there. How could she ever forget those eyes, they were like rubies set in the black sky of the night, they haunted her heart silently singing their song of joy to themselves, until now when she could her them vibrate within her ears. Why was her heart pounding so hard? He was only a friend and nothing more, besides she was in love with Scott, wasn't she. That wasn't what her heart was singing at that very moment, they were singing a different tune. In her heart there was a name set in stone, but it wasn't Scott's and she knew that now.
Without realizing what was happening, she had been taken to her room where she lay on her bed He had been kissing her and coaxing her into bed. Together they lay there held in each other's arms. He was undressing her, but still kissing her body with his gentle kisses. She found herself undressing him, kissing him, holding him. She wanted him; she was lusting for him, and found her heart singing for him. She wanted to get close to him as close as she could get, and this was how she was going to satisfy her singing heart.
* I'll lay me down, I'll lay me down*
She needed to awake in his arms holding, clinging to him. She some how knew he wanted the same thing, to wake up with her in his arms. She felt safe lying there wrapped in his arms. She had never felt so fully clothed lying naked in his arms. If he did this to her when they just woke up in each other's arms after making love, she wondered what it would be like to wake in those very same arms everyday.
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*BUZZZZZ*
*(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
Where I belong, with all erased*
Rogue jumped out of bed, all hot and sweaty. Had it all been a dream, she wondered? If it was then why had she dreamt about him. Of all people she could have visit her in her dreams it had to have been him. Just to confirm that it had all been a dream Rogue went to his room. Stopping at his entrance door realizing how late it was, but needed to know it had just been a dream knocked anyways.
At the sound of her first knock, he had already opened his door, as if he knew she was going to be there. He looked at her as if he knew exactly why she was there; he gave her a look that said come in. Rogue entered his room and sat on his bed as he had pointed for her to do so. She just stared at him, with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety and the wonder of what it would be like to actually make love to him, would his lips taste like the cherries that his eyes reminded her of? As she stared at him she realized he look like he had just awoken from an exhausting dream. She wanted to scream at him what was inside her head, repeating itself, getting faster and faster with every heartbeat, Gambit, Gambit, Gambit...
* What follows will swallow whole
What follows will swallow whole *
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AN: Sorry it took me a while to update but I have been very busy, just started a new school, ventured into some new fics, and I have been a little bombarded with my own feelings. I hope you guys liked my last chapter. It took me fifty times to write it and actually like it, and this version only took me one night, I could kick myself.
Chapter six: The Hearts Wishes
Disclaimer: NO own X-men, nor do I own the song "Girls Not Grey" I however wish I owned Davey Havok, he's so hot. ^.^
Summary: Everyone knows Rogue falls for Gambit, but had a crush on Scott (in X-Men Evolution), and liked Bobby (in X-men the movie). Well what happens when she becomes a friend with Belladonna, the girl who was to be Gambit's wife, and Scott comes into play with her feelings? Find out what "adventures", misunderstandings, and other things happen when these three people create a triangle, or does it become a different structure with a fourth person in play? ^_^
AN: Sorry for all you fans but this is the last chapter to 'Affairs of the Heart,' there may however be a sequel but I need to get a certain amount of reviews, I already know how many reviews I want but I won't tell you. You're all gonna have to find out on your own. SORRY!! Also SORRY it took me so long to update, but I just started two new fics, one by myself, and another I am writing with a friend. Our pen name is JeT'aime.
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Rogue had gone to bed late that evening because of special circumstances. She had gone on her first real date with Scott. It had been a month since the return of Scott from his fatal camping trip. Upon his return he took it upon himself to confess to himself and to a certain someone, who had been on his mind since the day he left for that trip, how he truly felt for her. At first he was very coy about his true intentions, acting like a shy schoolgirl around her, and then after a few days he started to court her. Their dating stunned everyone especially Jean Grey, Rogue couldn't have been any happier. Rogue slowly drifted away into a deep slumber.
*I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Swim in the calm tonight
This art does drown*
She woke to soft music playing in the background. As she got out of bed to go find the source of her disturbance, Rogue saw a little card on her bedside table, with her name written in neat cursive writing. All X-Men had had plans for the weekend and were gone leaving Rogue all alone, she didn't mind being alone, she was used to the solitude, the companion of herself. From the neatness that her name was written in she figured Scott had written her a note before he had left, and had snuck into her room leaving it there not wanting to wake her. As for the music however she figured that Kurt must have set his alarm clock and forgot to turn it off before leaving, or he over slept as usual.
Rogue ran her fingers over the writing on the card imaging Scott sitting at his desk in his room writing it. The thought of him doing something so romantic, and of thinking of her before he left, brought a smile to her face. Very slowly, as if she were afraid that inside the note hide a poisonous snake waiting to attack her and make her his next victim, Rogue took her time in opening the note. Inside the note read:
My dear,
You have been left alone, to toy with herself. No one stayed to watch you, to be with you, or to keep you busy. But I'm here, I'll take care of you, I'll watch over you, and I'll keep you busy. There is a surprise awaiting you. Follow the trail of red rose petals, to the next note you shall find, giving you another set of instructions. Ah but before you follow those petals slip into the outfit hanging on the hanger in you bathroom.
-Sweet Dreams
When Rogue walked into her bathroom there hanging on a hanger, just as the note said, was hanging a long black silk dress. It was a halter back, there a slit on the right side that traveled up her leg and stop a little after her knee. The dress a had forties kind of flare, where it hug her waist and flowed freely afterwards, so freely that when she turned it would span out like a fan around her. There was a note attached to the dress, it read:
My Darlin',
This is not your next set of instructions, but to tell you I may have picked the dress but the rest is up to you. To me are beautiful with or with out the dress so it won't matter, but it would be nice and it would help if you did dress up.
-Sweet Dressings
As Rogue got ready she wondered who all the notes where from, and what they had in store for her. Rogue just figured that Scott had changed his plans and decided to stay with her, or had planned everything a while ago. Using the excuse he was going to visit his brother, to get her and the others to believe him and not suspect him of anything. After getting dressed, Rogue opened her bedroom door to find the trail of red rose petals lead away from her bedroom door down the hall, just the way the note had told her. She followed the many little petals strewn out across the hall like little pathways, just as she was instructed to.
*(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
where I belong, with all erased *
The petals had leaded her down to the kitchen. There on the kitchen table Rogue could see a little card, like the one she had found in her room with her name on it, she read the note and laughed to herself wondering what Scott had in mind. The note read:
My Sweet,
Your next set of instructions, doesn't it sound like you're setting the VCR or something, anyway back to your instructions. Take the bottle of red wine out of the fridge, along with the whip cream, strawberries, and the chocolate sauce. Bring all of these things, along with yourself, to the dinning room; there your surprise awaits you.
-Sweet Treats
When Rogue entered the dinning room there were place settings for two. At one of the seats was a note that told her to be seated, and close her eyes. Rogue couldn't help but feel a little angry that Scott was trying to deceive her. He knew Rogue wasn't big on surprises, in fact he knew she hated them. Rogue felt anxious yet scared, what if it wasn't Scott, what if someone was playing games with her? What if someone had been in the manor all the time watching her and just waiting for the right time to off her? Rogue knew she could defend herself, but the thought of someone else being there all alone with her, watching her, made her very perturbed.
All of a sudden Rogue could sense that there was someone else in the room with her, they were right behind her. By his footfalls she could tell it was a male, by his smell she wasn't sure who it was but she knew she knew it...it smelt familiar...like spices sort of. The smell made her remember her home in Mississippi. Just as quickly as the person had appeared in the room, there were hands covering her eyes, they were big, had long fingers, they were strong hands with a gentle touch, she remembered feeling these hands before, but couldn't remember where or who they belonged to. Rogue could tell the person was in front of her staring at her, she could feel his breath on her face. It got warmer signaling to her that he was getting closer to her, leaning in to kiss her.
A brush of his soft lips appeared on her lips, they were familiar lips. Rogue reached out to remove the hands from her eyes but they would not budge. She attempted to speak but he only stopped her by shushing her. The pair of lips that had not too long ago touched hers, explored her face, kissing each curve and contour gently, moving from her neck and headed in an all to familiar direction. They ended up at the destination they had been striving to reach for, her lips. This time the kiss had not been a brush on the lips but a teasing one. They first kissed the corners of her mouth, and then lingered on her lips, with his tongue he slowly teased her lips into parting, so his tongue could enter and explore its prize.
Rogue slowly giving up wanting to know her mysterious host, let her hands finds its way around his neck. After a while those very same hands were clinging onto him for support, at that very instent Rogue realized that her host had removed his hands from her eyes. Slowly Rogue opened her eyes, afraid that all she had just experienced was just a fantasy and would disappear as soon as she opened her eyes.
*All insects sing tonight
The coldest sound
I'd send God's grace tonight
Could it be found? *
Rogue was unable to breath as she regconzied the face in front of her. Those eyes they captivated her making her stare deeply into them, they pierced straight through her as if she were not there. How could she ever forget those eyes, they were like rubies set in the black sky of the night, they haunted her heart silently singing their song of joy to themselves, until now when she could her them vibrate within her ears. Why was her heart pounding so hard? He was only a friend and nothing more, besides she was in love with Scott, wasn't she. That wasn't what her heart was singing at that very moment, they were singing a different tune. In her heart there was a name set in stone, but it wasn't Scott's and she knew that now.
Without realizing what was happening, she had been taken to her room where she lay on her bed He had been kissing her and coaxing her into bed. Together they lay there held in each other's arms. He was undressing her, but still kissing her body with his gentle kisses. She found herself undressing him, kissing him, holding him. She wanted him; she was lusting for him, and found her heart singing for him. She wanted to get close to him as close as she could get, and this was how she was going to satisfy her singing heart.
* I'll lay me down, I'll lay me down*
She needed to awake in his arms holding, clinging to him. She some how knew he wanted the same thing, to wake up with her in his arms. She felt safe lying there wrapped in his arms. She had never felt so fully clothed lying naked in his arms. If he did this to her when they just woke up in each other's arms after making love, she wondered what it would be like to wake in those very same arms everyday.
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*BUZZZZZ*
*(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light
(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?
What follows has lead me to this place
Where I belong, with all erased*
Rogue jumped out of bed, all hot and sweaty. Had it all been a dream, she wondered? If it was then why had she dreamt about him. Of all people she could have visit her in her dreams it had to have been him. Just to confirm that it had all been a dream Rogue went to his room. Stopping at his entrance door realizing how late it was, but needed to know it had just been a dream knocked anyways.
At the sound of her first knock, he had already opened his door, as if he knew she was going to be there. He looked at her as if he knew exactly why she was there; he gave her a look that said come in. Rogue entered his room and sat on his bed as he had pointed for her to do so. She just stared at him, with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety and the wonder of what it would be like to actually make love to him, would his lips taste like the cherries that his eyes reminded her of? As she stared at him she realized he look like he had just awoken from an exhausting dream. She wanted to scream at him what was inside her head, repeating itself, getting faster and faster with every heartbeat, Gambit, Gambit, Gambit...
* What follows will swallow whole
What follows will swallow whole *
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AN: Sorry it took me a while to update but I have been very busy, just started a new school, ventured into some new fics, and I have been a little bombarded with my own feelings. I hope you guys liked my last chapter. It took me fifty times to write it and actually like it, and this version only took me one night, I could kick myself.