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Disclaimer - I just bought three XM:E DVDs at Best Buy so I like to think I own .000000000003% of X-Men: Evolution. $31.77 I spent.. and it was worth it. :)
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"Good night Gambit." Kitty flashed him a smile as she phased through the door that lead into her room.
'She's quite taken with you.' Jean stood in the doorway of her room, which was just a few feet down.
'She's jailbait.' Remy said, shrugging it off. 'And stay out of my head, Red.'
'You have a good mental block up. I'm surprised I can talk telepathically to you.'
'I guess it really pays off to know a telepath then.' He turned around and started walking off towards his room.
'You know a telepath?'
'If I told you I would have to kill you.' He smirked at the thought of killing her. 'Maybe I should tell 'er then..'
'I heard that.'
He grunted. 'I know.'
'I-' She was cut off by his mental shield.
"Night." He said loudly, followed by the sound of a door shutting. He slipped off his trench coat, and kicked off his boots. In the darkness of the room, he slipped over the covers only to feel something fuzzy already there. He screamed. The fuzzy thing screamed. Remy stumbled backwards and flipped on the light switch.
"Dieu! Grover is in my bed!"
The door burst opened, Jean and Scott were the first ones in the room, Ororo behind them.
The blue fuzzy thing in Remy's bed was mumbling obscenities in German.
"Kurt!" Ororo was instantly by his side. She glanced back at Remy. "He's our new student here. Kurt Wagner, meet the X-Men, and Remy."
Remy felt like he was punched in the stomach. Before he could respond, Jean walked forward and sat down on his bed, next to Ororo. "Hello Kurt. Do you have a special gift?"
Remy could imagine her asking if a can of tuna was chicken. Mumbling a few choice words in French, he leaned against the wall while the others talked. Talk about invasion of privacy.
***
After learning that Kurt had the power to teleport, leaving a smelly blue smoke behind him, Remy decided he had enough.
"What are you doing in my bed?" He asked, sounding both annoyed and tired.
"I was brought to this room and told to make myself at home." The German answered in an un-write-able thick accent.
Remy glanced around and for the first time, he noticed the extra bed in the room. "So you pick my bed to make your home?"
"Gambit." Scott placed his hand on the Cajun's shoulder. "Don't be selfish." Remy just glanced sideways at him, giving him a look that said 'if-you-don't-remove-your-hand-I'm-going-to-remove-it-and-you-don't-want-that.' Scott cleared his throat, and removed his hand. Suddenly, he looked very uncomfortable.
"I'm sure Kurt wouldn't mind moving to the other bed, right Kurt?" Jean said both sweetly and softly, wanting to make Gambit look bad.
"Nien!" He declared chirpily in his German accent, while he actually spoke a German word! Luckily, for all those German-challenged people out there, Jean will help you out!
"That means 'no'." She proclaimed proudly because she wasn't German-challenged.
Remy stared longingly at his trench coat. Maybe he could blow them all up..
***
"You shed all over my bed." Remy stared down at the blue hair diffused over and under the sheets. "Merde."
Ororo smiled at the two young men. "I'm sure the professor made you two room mates for a reason."
"Yeah, to drive me out of here."
Her smile faded. "Don't say that Gambit. We love having you on our team." That just made the young Cajun roll his eyes. "Good night you two. Don't forget the training session with Wolverine tomorrow after school."
"Wouldn't miss it for the world." Remy said as she walked out the door, gently shutting it behind her. He turned to Kurt. "Since you already marked my bed, I'll take the other one."
"All right man! This is going to be so cool. We as room mates!"
Remy didn't look as thrilled as him. "You don't even know me."
"And you don't know me." Kurt said, flashing him a wide grin. "I'm sure we'll get to know each other."
"I'm sure we won't."
***
"I thought you were expelled from school." Kitty stood outside the institute, her pink book bag tossed over one shoulder. She looked kind of nervous as she fiddled with the strap of her book bag.
"Suspended." Remy said with a shrug as he shut the door behind him. "They couldn't prove it was me who made the toilets in the girls lavatory shoot water up like a geyser."
"But it was you, wasn't it?"
He shrugged, "Yeah." It wasn't like they could get him with double jeopardy.
"C'mon lets-"
Bamf!
"Hey guys!" The blue fuzzy German appeared before them. "Check this out." He fiddled around with his wristwatch, which Remy recognized to be an image inducer, and suddenly appear as an un-fuzzy teenager with navy blue hair. "I'm normal."
Remy shook his head as he adjusted his sunglasses. "No, you're still a mutant. Even though it's hidden, you're still blue and furry."
"And chicks dig the fuzzy one!"
Kitty and Remy exchanged glances. "Right."
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"You are, like, so lucky to be a senior." Kitty, who was a mere freshmen, sighed heavily.
"Ja man, and being a sophomore doesn't exactly yank my crank." Kurt walked over next to her, and dropped his heavily loaded with books book bag.
Remy just leaned against the wall, not paying any attention to the younger mutants by his side.
Kitty eyed him suspiciously. "Did you even go to any of your classes?" She had noticed his lack of any books, notebooks and writing utensils.
He shrugged. "I think." A bell rang, and he stood up straight. "Eighth period bell. Lunch time for Remy."
"Hungry?" Kurt teased, thinking about how much food he ate during his fourth period lunch.
"Not for food." Kitty said with a sly smirk. Remy winked at her before walking off.
Kurt just blinked. "If he isn't hungry for good, what is he hungry for?"
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Lunch.
You either hated it, or you loved it. It was Remy's favorite subject. Why? Take a guess.
The eighteen-year-old Cajun looked around, either for a familiar face or a blonde. Whatever he spotted first.
His eyes skimmed the lunch tables from the other side of his sunglasses. He lowered his head, allowing the glasses to slowly fall down the ridge of his nose as he continued to quickly scan the small crowds.
He last glanced over at the table located in the back, where the Brotherhood of Mutants sat. He easily spotted the Blob and Toad and recognized the back of Quicksilver's and the Scarlet Witch head, along with Lance's. Suddenly, his eyes stopped as he recognized two white stripes.
He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out the small silver ring with the 'R' carved into it. With his other hand, he pushed up the sunglasses and made his way over to the table.
"Well. If it isn't Bayville's favorite juveniles." He smirked down at them, receiving glares from the BoM and a surprised look from the one with striped hair, recognized as Rogue.
"We didn't start anything X-Geek-" Lance started to say but was cut off by the despicable Toad.
"Not yet anyway, yo." He hopped onto the table, receiving a disgusted look from Wanda. "I'd like you to meet our newest member; Rogue." He gestured over to her. "She's going to help us-" Wanda hexing him and pushing him off the table cut him off.
"You disgusting fool. You had your foot in my sandwich."
He bounced right back up, rubbing his forehead. "Sorry sweetums."
Remy merely laughed. "You guys really are losers but if you don't mind I'd like to have a little talk with Roguey here."
"Piss off." She said coldly, glancing at him momentarily before looking back down.
"Maybe later." He said with a shrug as he held out his hand. He opened it in front of her face. "Found this."
"My ring." She whispered, reaching for it but he pulled away.
"Ah-ah-ah, not until you tell me why you joined these losers."
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"What do you want from me?" It was tenth period. Remy sat outside the school, sitting on a bench. He wasn't surprised when he heard the Southerner from behind him.
"Geesh, Stripes. You make me sound like a serial killer." He said as he lazily flipped a deck of cards from one hand to the other. "I'm hurt."
"Like hell you are."
"True. But you don't really know me do you?" He turned around, facing her. His sunglasses were off, revealing the eyes she had encountered the night before. She didn't have any reaction to them as she stared him straight in the eyes.
"I know you enough. You lived in New Orleans until last year. You belonged to a Thieves Guild. You were born with your demonic eyes but didn't fully manifest your powers until you were a teenager. Jean-Luc adopted you, and after learning about your powers he wanted to-"
"Now who sounds like the serial killer slash stalker?" Remy asked, raising his brows with amusement. "You found all that out by touching me?"
She shook her head. "You touched me. I absorbed your memories and for a while I possessed your powers."
"Powers?"
She ignored him. "You're my enemy."
"You confuse me a lot. Mind telling Remy why you joined the Brotherhood of Mutants?"
"Their leader is my mother."
He nearly fell out off the bench. "Your mother is Mystique?"
"Yes."
"You poor soul."
Once again, she ignored him. "Can I have my ring?" He tossed it over to her. She caught it with one hand, and then turned on her heel and began walking away.
"What? No 'thank you'?"
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A/N - Wow.. this was a stupid chapter. The next chapter is probably going to consist of character development.. Mostly around Kurt, Kitty and Remy.. I still don't know if this is gonna be a full fledged Romy.. when I started this I decided on a Rogue/Remy friendship.. I don't know.. Thank you all for reviewing! Y'all really made my day.. :) Uh, by the way.. if this doesn't end a Romy.. I'm NOT pairing up Rogue nor Rem with anyone.. I would have a mental breakdown if I did and that's not a good thing.. Anyway, read.. *coughs* and review my lovelys!
Also, The next chapter is also going to contain my first action fight scene thinger.. It should be up within THREE days.. tomorrow I have karate and won't have time soo.