His grin broadened. "Ya flatta Remy. Ya gonna give Remy a big head, chere."
he said in a mock-scolding voice, shaking a finger at her.
Rogue turned her back to him "Well if ya say so ah guess ah don't have ta talk ya ever again." she said with a hint of sarcasm. She looked up at the sky a tear formed in the corner of her eye, as she thought about how she would never be able to touch, but she wiped it away before it even had a chance to fall.
Remy tilted his head to the side. "Did Remy say somet'in' wron'?" he asked, confusion creeping into his deep voice.
Rogue spun around "No, nothin's wrong...ah was jus thinkin'." she smiled "shall we go?" she gestured towards the gates.
Remy studied for a moment. "Chere, Remy..." he said, his hand rising. His hand dropped. "Alight. C'mon, chere." he said, striding past her, moving in the garage's direction.
She followed him..."Ah'm sorry for how silly ah acted earlier... ya understand...right?"
He nodded. "Course Remy does." he answered over his shoulder, leading her into the garage. He strode purposefully towards a sparkling maroon painted bike and black. Written in sparkling black were the words, 'Belle'. "C'mon, Chere," he said, handing her a scarlet helmet, taking a black one for himself. He straddled the bike, starting the engine into a loud roar. He revved the bike, letting it fall into a soft purr. "C'mon, Chere." he said over his shoulder as he pulled the black helmet over his reddish brown hair.
Rogue twisted her auburn with white streaked hair into a bun then pulled her scarlet helmet on. She sat behind Remy and carefully placed her hands on his hips..."Ready."
He let out a chuckle that caused the muscles on his back to ripple. He took her hands into his larger ones, wrapping them around his torso. "Hold on." he said as he kicked up the kickstand and swerved the bike around, tires screaming as the bike flew out of the garage.
Rogue smiled..."be careful..." she held on tighter..."don't let me fall!"
He grinned as he felt her hands wrap around his middle. "Den hold on chere!" he answered as the bike slammed against the ground, the tires screaming again as the bike dashed out of the institute.
"WHEEE!!!" she giggled slightly. She loved the numbing feeling of the wind whipping against her face...and the warmth of her hands around Remy's waist.
Rogue turned her back to him "Well if ya say so ah guess ah don't have ta talk ya ever again." she said with a hint of sarcasm. She looked up at the sky a tear formed in the corner of her eye, as she thought about how she would never be able to touch, but she wiped it away before it even had a chance to fall.
Remy tilted his head to the side. "Did Remy say somet'in' wron'?" he asked, confusion creeping into his deep voice.
Rogue spun around "No, nothin's wrong...ah was jus thinkin'." she smiled "shall we go?" she gestured towards the gates.
Remy studied for a moment. "Chere, Remy..." he said, his hand rising. His hand dropped. "Alight. C'mon, chere." he said, striding past her, moving in the garage's direction.
She followed him..."Ah'm sorry for how silly ah acted earlier... ya understand...right?"
He nodded. "Course Remy does." he answered over his shoulder, leading her into the garage. He strode purposefully towards a sparkling maroon painted bike and black. Written in sparkling black were the words, 'Belle'. "C'mon, Chere," he said, handing her a scarlet helmet, taking a black one for himself. He straddled the bike, starting the engine into a loud roar. He revved the bike, letting it fall into a soft purr. "C'mon, Chere." he said over his shoulder as he pulled the black helmet over his reddish brown hair.
Rogue twisted her auburn with white streaked hair into a bun then pulled her scarlet helmet on. She sat behind Remy and carefully placed her hands on his hips..."Ready."
He let out a chuckle that caused the muscles on his back to ripple. He took her hands into his larger ones, wrapping them around his torso. "Hold on." he said as he kicked up the kickstand and swerved the bike around, tires screaming as the bike flew out of the garage.
Rogue smiled..."be careful..." she held on tighter..."don't let me fall!"
He grinned as he felt her hands wrap around his middle. "Den hold on chere!" he answered as the bike slammed against the ground, the tires screaming again as the bike dashed out of the institute.
"WHEEE!!!" she giggled slightly. She loved the numbing feeling of the wind whipping against her face...and the warmth of her hands around Remy's waist.