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Extra Info: I have made this an alternate/universe (A/U) making the plot and storyline my own; please do not take this story without permission. E-mail DeUntouchedRogue@aol.com for information, or questions. Thank you…now enough jabbering.
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Tattered Remains
Chapter: 3
Bitter arrivals
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Remy moved slightly away from Rogue in a startled motion from the articulate voice that rang through his keen Cajun ears. Every woman and even the men new of the way girls fell for Gambit's roguish appeal, for that and his well toned body where only some of the benefits for falling for the Cajun charmer.
Rogue had ran a gloved hand over her lips as if wiping away the stolen kiss he had given her. Unlike most girls, Rogue was more difficult to woo and tame. It was mainly, because she was complicated and even at times hard to comprehend her exact motives.
"So Gambit it seems to me you've managed yet again find another 'girl' to tend to the ship? I'm guessing that you also take her appealing and alluring as you still do to me?"
Bella's envy and resentment was too easily read through her expressions and words. You could clearly hear the self-loathing emplaced in it. Rogue would know not by words but expressions that she had created an unknown enemy. It was strange to her though, because if she would have known he would have stolen that kiss from her she would have never allowed such an offensive thing to occur without consent.
"Me 'nd de girl are jus' friends, Chere. Don' take dis t'your head."
Henri had reached out and gripped for Rogues forearm, in doing so taking her from her master Remy and the woman before them. Rogue would have lied if she didn't say that this woman wasn't beautiful. If Rogue couldn't imagine what it must be like to look like this woman did, to have such a kingdom like Bella did. How lovely it would be to have a prince become your king and you his princess only to be wooed into being his queen. It was like a fantasy story that children were read about when young.
"Don' worry 'bout Bella, she has ah short temper 'nd hates all females on de' ship. I cannot blame her though, I dink she has a reason to now"
Rogue had nodded, for she was too fascinated with the ship to speak, as she ran a hand along the gold, black paint of the wood, which had been sanded down with grate skill into the smoothest of woods she had ever touched. This Gambit was a very rich man, spite the lack of gold, this ship alone could make a man rich.
"Let me show ya t'your room."
His gloved hand extended for her to clasp into his own. He was being a sweet kindhearted gentleman to her. Unlike the other woman who had just now made it up the rope by herself. Her dress soaked, her hair tattered in knots, but a gifted smile set to her face as the other girls began to giggle. You could tell that Henri did have some fondness for her, but lacked in showing as much.
Rogue placed her hand softly into his, a little uneasy about the whole situation but trusted him enough to allow her hand to lay in his. Rogue was afraid at times of contact with others, do to some gifted abilities she had. If he two had planned to kiss her, she would make sure that he didn't like it! That was a fact for sure. To her gratitude he only held her hand in his as they continued to walk. He led her to a large lavished black door, which was abundant with the same red and gold. He opened it with ease as it showed her where he was heading. He led her under the decks, which would then lead into a long stretched hallway.
"Mon Ami, I don' wanna make you offend but we kinda have a shortage wit' de rooms. Due t'de new crew we've just recruited for de ship. Do ye mind of you sleep next to de kitchen. Of course, dat where your duties will be in de morrow. Cook will show you 'round and teach ye somethin'."
"Ah don' mind really, its better then sleepin' in the streets."
She smiled at him, as her sweet southern crimson lips seemed to spark to life on there own as she would nod to him in a bow it was a showing of gratitude and respect, which mainly was because of her new job he had just given her.
Had he known that was what she had mainly wanted to do on the ship he might have not given it to her, do to her lack of cooking. Rogue could cook the best southern foods that came to mind, spite her lack in the kitchen. She new her stuff fairly well.
"Ah hate to ask ya, but what do ah call you?"
"Fo'now jus' call me Henri ah don' see no problem 'n dat."
"Well then thank yah Henri, and ah will be sure to do mah best ta make yah happy, as well as Gambit."
"Good, Mon Ami! Glad ta hear dat."
With that said he departed with his large knee-high leather boots clattering at the wooden planked floorboards of the lower decks hall. She watched him as his long leather trench dapped over his broad shoulders, falling only merely an inch from the ground below. He was a very tall strong man, and without his cloak he had almost seemed taller in his pirate-like trench. How she would love to be a pirate herself. He diapered from view as you could hear the creeks of the steps, and the clatter of a door opening and closing.
"You know dear, woman on the ship means bad luck! Although as you can guess Remy don' think so or to hard on that."
Rogue turned slowly on the heels of her own knee high leather boots to only to have made eye-to-eye contact with angered artic blue ones. It was Miss. Bella, and she stood tall close to her own height, in her large deeply lavished red velvet dress. Her golden hair, Similar to the bright gold rays of the sun, which was at the time being held up in a tight bun, as a few free strands lay free to frame her white pale face.
"Well ah don' really count as a gal ta be more honest ah am more like ah tomboy, 'nd if your mad 'bout before, ah had nothin' ta do with it."
"Let me clue you in on something 'little girl'! I am considered god on this ship, I don't care if you were dieing for air and he gave you his own breath to save you. I will warn you only once. Stay away from Remy, which is a sincere threat I plan to keep."
"Ah don' control the man, ah can't tell him what ta do. I will stay away from him but like ah said he has the freedom to do as he wishes. If you mean kiss me, that ain't ever happenin' again. Ah was caught of guard, an' ah don't like that 'nd didn't expect it."
It was then Bella left towards the same direction Henri had taken, her high heels clicking at the wooden floor much like Henri's had. She watched as Bella's gown danced with her walk. Rogues green eyes flashed, as she took noticed to a fan in Bella's hand as she began to fan her from the heat of the setting sun. Rogue had talked aloud to herself for she could feel the anger burn into her green orbs of now a deadly forest green.
"Wha' was it 'gain? Keep your friends close, but ya enemies closer?"
Rogue's fist clenched tightly as she kicked the barrel next to the kitchen's stove. Rogue's gloved hands clenched tightly in a fist as a flash of deadly anger of green light escaped her controlled power. She didn't quite understand where this newfound power had come from but she liked it. She could feel just an inch of the sensitive strand of power she had hid long ago escape in her fits of anger. A power that made her flesh burn and her eyes all but alive with spirit. One touch upon her untouched flesh could kill a man senseless. She had gained control of it long ago, but when her anger came it seemed to lose control.
"Don' let dat girl get into your head, Mon Chere."
She looked quickly to her side as she now took notice to Remy who had been hidden amongst the many shadows of the hall. He was now much like his supposed brother Henri. Draped with a trench, although his was black not an offbeat brown like Henri's had been. But the color suited him, matching the over glaze of his eyes.
"She jus' jealous cause deres competition."
"Ah don' wanna be competition, ah jus' wanna be treated like the other men do on this boat, nothin' more an' nothin' less."
"Dat a lot of expectation, Chere. Some of de men can't even d'what ah expect from dem. Bu' you prove ah point. It's a deal, but de moment you can d'what de other men can do I'm taken you off."
"Off what shugah, the boat?"
"None, I like ya t'much ta get rid of ya. I mean your job."
"Why would ya take me off of kitchen duty?"
"None, you said you wanna be treated like de men, woman our saved for de kitchen. You be pullin' and tyin' ropes."
"What!"
A tender gloved hand made its way to her cheek as he smiled an entrancing smirk to her. He was going to make this as hard as he could for her wasn't he? She pulled away as she allowed a frowned to slip to her features, her crimson lips curling in disgust.
"Stop doin' dat!"
"You forget your place, Mon Ami. Dis' my ship, no? All de men know dat. I make de rules 'nd I change de rules. You goin' ta learn to like de gifts ah have in stored for you."
"Get over yourself Cajun. Ah said that ah want ta be treated like the men do, so keep your slimy paws off of me!"
"Slimy?"
As if he were hurt, or questioning her words he looked to his large hands. A smirk cascading across his features as he once again pulled her closer to him much like the moment they shared up top on the upper decks of the ship. He began trailing a gloved hand into her long auburn and white curls, as his red-on-black eyes looked into her fiery green orbs of forest green.
Her powers would have inflicted him in grate pain if he had touched her flesh in that moment. The anger raging through her made her almost deadly, but his gloved hands were shields he new not of at the present moment of his touch. When he pulled away he tossed up with grate speed and agility an Ace of spades.
"You ain't de only one with gifts Chere."
He charged the card with a fiery red source of unknown energy, as it sparked with power. She pulled back more as if in fear of the power now in trapped in the card to burn her. She looked at him and then the card as the light began to fade and the card seemed flaccid and deceases in his large and strong-gloved hands.
She quickly took noticed that his other hand wasn't all gloved in fact his half fingerless gloves he wore all those other times was placed on the other hand. It almost appeared that he had been prepared to touch her, and know of the danger her flesh could hold. He did how ever touch the card with his half-fingerless gloved hand, as he switched it over to benefit her with a perfect view to his gloved hand.
He tossed the card to the side as it now lay almost to ashes. He had not allowed it to explode, so she lacked the knowledge of how powerful that single charge could have been if he had let it go. If he had allowed it from his hold before he had taken down the charge, there would have been a whole in the wall or floor of his ship. He could not jeopardize the coasts to fixing such a thing now. They would depart off the shores of her old homeland, and follow through with journeying to the red seas with unnamed adventures and dangers that soon await them all.
He then placed the flesh of his thumb to her lips, her anger that had been there not to long ago forgotten as she laid only confusion. He leaned in now close, so very close. As he seemed to smirk in triumph as he was merely an inch away from his true goal of this meeting. She had been easy like all the other girls where when it came to him. He could clam her his. Soon so very soon she would be his and he hers. All he would need was a single kiss to forever entrap her to him.
It was then he found himself with a red mark to his left cheek. She had smacked him, mainly not enough to knock him from his balance but sure enough to shock him from what she had done. He looked at her as he rubbed the soreness from the flesh of his cheek in which she had stricken with her right hand.
"That will teach the king of de' ship not ta touch a woman who don' wanna get touched."
"Mon Chere, I prefer de' king of de' hearts."
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A comment for my readers:
Thank you for all who have taken the time to read this far into the story. It means truly a lot. I enjoy hearing your feedback, good or bad. A writer is should always be prepared for the worse, but I've noticed that so far all of them are good comments, and that's why I take it I've have the guts the update so soon and write more for you all.
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Dedication to this chapter goes to:
`[]-RogueChere-[]` I am sincerely sorry for the poor grammar, and spelling. As you can tell from my first chapter I am dyslexic and ADD, with some ADHD (not an excuse but the facts). I have allowed one of my dear friends to beta read my stories after I've posted them. But, I will repost latter on in correction of all the bad ones to make it more to your likings. Thank you though for your review, you have got to be one of my most favorite reviewers.
`[]-xOMzJeNNaOx -[]` Mon Ami, to tell you what would happen would wreck my whole evil plot of some nasty cliffhangers. Thank you for your Review, and I am glad to see that you like this fic thus far.
`[]-Yumiko -[]` I am very glad to see this not disappointing to you. I've updated as fast as Fanfiction.net would allow me to. Due to the 2 day shut down. Thank you and I look forewords for some more wonderful reviews.
`[]-ishandahalf-[]` Lol, your review mad me laugh, yes kissy-kissy maybe in the long run we will have some more Cajun charm? Muaha but ah ain't tellin' ya.
`[]-Solitaire -[]` I am really happy that you like this idea, I donno where I got it from but we will jus' go by how grate Gambit is as a thief with style. Thank you for your review, hope to see you review again.
`[]- KatLeBeau -[]`Your review was tres tres touching, I have to tell you that it helped inspire me to update so soon, as do all my wonderful reviews, I am really glad that I got you going into this fic. I hope you like this chapter and review again.
`[]- jiana weasley-[]` Thank you for your review, and I'm glad that it's not only me who can picture Remy as a pirate. I hope you like this chapter.
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Once again thank you for all those who reviewed, I hope you all liked this chapter and the sooner I get reviews the sooner I will update a new story for you. If any of you wish to contact me through main please try me at DeuntouchedRogue@aol.com
Extra Info: I have made this an alternate/universe (A/U) making the plot and storyline my own; please do not take this story without permission. E-mail DeUntouchedRogue@aol.com for information, or questions. Thank you…now enough jabbering.
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Tattered Remains
Chapter: 3
Bitter arrivals
______________
Remy moved slightly away from Rogue in a startled motion from the articulate voice that rang through his keen Cajun ears. Every woman and even the men new of the way girls fell for Gambit's roguish appeal, for that and his well toned body where only some of the benefits for falling for the Cajun charmer.
Rogue had ran a gloved hand over her lips as if wiping away the stolen kiss he had given her. Unlike most girls, Rogue was more difficult to woo and tame. It was mainly, because she was complicated and even at times hard to comprehend her exact motives.
"So Gambit it seems to me you've managed yet again find another 'girl' to tend to the ship? I'm guessing that you also take her appealing and alluring as you still do to me?"
Bella's envy and resentment was too easily read through her expressions and words. You could clearly hear the self-loathing emplaced in it. Rogue would know not by words but expressions that she had created an unknown enemy. It was strange to her though, because if she would have known he would have stolen that kiss from her she would have never allowed such an offensive thing to occur without consent.
"Me 'nd de girl are jus' friends, Chere. Don' take dis t'your head."
Henri had reached out and gripped for Rogues forearm, in doing so taking her from her master Remy and the woman before them. Rogue would have lied if she didn't say that this woman wasn't beautiful. If Rogue couldn't imagine what it must be like to look like this woman did, to have such a kingdom like Bella did. How lovely it would be to have a prince become your king and you his princess only to be wooed into being his queen. It was like a fantasy story that children were read about when young.
"Don' worry 'bout Bella, she has ah short temper 'nd hates all females on de' ship. I cannot blame her though, I dink she has a reason to now"
Rogue had nodded, for she was too fascinated with the ship to speak, as she ran a hand along the gold, black paint of the wood, which had been sanded down with grate skill into the smoothest of woods she had ever touched. This Gambit was a very rich man, spite the lack of gold, this ship alone could make a man rich.
"Let me show ya t'your room."
His gloved hand extended for her to clasp into his own. He was being a sweet kindhearted gentleman to her. Unlike the other woman who had just now made it up the rope by herself. Her dress soaked, her hair tattered in knots, but a gifted smile set to her face as the other girls began to giggle. You could tell that Henri did have some fondness for her, but lacked in showing as much.
Rogue placed her hand softly into his, a little uneasy about the whole situation but trusted him enough to allow her hand to lay in his. Rogue was afraid at times of contact with others, do to some gifted abilities she had. If he two had planned to kiss her, she would make sure that he didn't like it! That was a fact for sure. To her gratitude he only held her hand in his as they continued to walk. He led her to a large lavished black door, which was abundant with the same red and gold. He opened it with ease as it showed her where he was heading. He led her under the decks, which would then lead into a long stretched hallway.
"Mon Ami, I don' wanna make you offend but we kinda have a shortage wit' de rooms. Due t'de new crew we've just recruited for de ship. Do ye mind of you sleep next to de kitchen. Of course, dat where your duties will be in de morrow. Cook will show you 'round and teach ye somethin'."
"Ah don' mind really, its better then sleepin' in the streets."
She smiled at him, as her sweet southern crimson lips seemed to spark to life on there own as she would nod to him in a bow it was a showing of gratitude and respect, which mainly was because of her new job he had just given her.
Had he known that was what she had mainly wanted to do on the ship he might have not given it to her, do to her lack of cooking. Rogue could cook the best southern foods that came to mind, spite her lack in the kitchen. She new her stuff fairly well.
"Ah hate to ask ya, but what do ah call you?"
"Fo'now jus' call me Henri ah don' see no problem 'n dat."
"Well then thank yah Henri, and ah will be sure to do mah best ta make yah happy, as well as Gambit."
"Good, Mon Ami! Glad ta hear dat."
With that said he departed with his large knee-high leather boots clattering at the wooden planked floorboards of the lower decks hall. She watched him as his long leather trench dapped over his broad shoulders, falling only merely an inch from the ground below. He was a very tall strong man, and without his cloak he had almost seemed taller in his pirate-like trench. How she would love to be a pirate herself. He diapered from view as you could hear the creeks of the steps, and the clatter of a door opening and closing.
"You know dear, woman on the ship means bad luck! Although as you can guess Remy don' think so or to hard on that."
Rogue turned slowly on the heels of her own knee high leather boots to only to have made eye-to-eye contact with angered artic blue ones. It was Miss. Bella, and she stood tall close to her own height, in her large deeply lavished red velvet dress. Her golden hair, Similar to the bright gold rays of the sun, which was at the time being held up in a tight bun, as a few free strands lay free to frame her white pale face.
"Well ah don' really count as a gal ta be more honest ah am more like ah tomboy, 'nd if your mad 'bout before, ah had nothin' ta do with it."
"Let me clue you in on something 'little girl'! I am considered god on this ship, I don't care if you were dieing for air and he gave you his own breath to save you. I will warn you only once. Stay away from Remy, which is a sincere threat I plan to keep."
"Ah don' control the man, ah can't tell him what ta do. I will stay away from him but like ah said he has the freedom to do as he wishes. If you mean kiss me, that ain't ever happenin' again. Ah was caught of guard, an' ah don't like that 'nd didn't expect it."
It was then Bella left towards the same direction Henri had taken, her high heels clicking at the wooden floor much like Henri's had. She watched as Bella's gown danced with her walk. Rogues green eyes flashed, as she took noticed to a fan in Bella's hand as she began to fan her from the heat of the setting sun. Rogue had talked aloud to herself for she could feel the anger burn into her green orbs of now a deadly forest green.
"Wha' was it 'gain? Keep your friends close, but ya enemies closer?"
Rogue's fist clenched tightly as she kicked the barrel next to the kitchen's stove. Rogue's gloved hands clenched tightly in a fist as a flash of deadly anger of green light escaped her controlled power. She didn't quite understand where this newfound power had come from but she liked it. She could feel just an inch of the sensitive strand of power she had hid long ago escape in her fits of anger. A power that made her flesh burn and her eyes all but alive with spirit. One touch upon her untouched flesh could kill a man senseless. She had gained control of it long ago, but when her anger came it seemed to lose control.
"Don' let dat girl get into your head, Mon Chere."
She looked quickly to her side as she now took notice to Remy who had been hidden amongst the many shadows of the hall. He was now much like his supposed brother Henri. Draped with a trench, although his was black not an offbeat brown like Henri's had been. But the color suited him, matching the over glaze of his eyes.
"She jus' jealous cause deres competition."
"Ah don' wanna be competition, ah jus' wanna be treated like the other men do on this boat, nothin' more an' nothin' less."
"Dat a lot of expectation, Chere. Some of de men can't even d'what ah expect from dem. Bu' you prove ah point. It's a deal, but de moment you can d'what de other men can do I'm taken you off."
"Off what shugah, the boat?"
"None, I like ya t'much ta get rid of ya. I mean your job."
"Why would ya take me off of kitchen duty?"
"None, you said you wanna be treated like de men, woman our saved for de kitchen. You be pullin' and tyin' ropes."
"What!"
A tender gloved hand made its way to her cheek as he smiled an entrancing smirk to her. He was going to make this as hard as he could for her wasn't he? She pulled away as she allowed a frowned to slip to her features, her crimson lips curling in disgust.
"Stop doin' dat!"
"You forget your place, Mon Ami. Dis' my ship, no? All de men know dat. I make de rules 'nd I change de rules. You goin' ta learn to like de gifts ah have in stored for you."
"Get over yourself Cajun. Ah said that ah want ta be treated like the men do, so keep your slimy paws off of me!"
"Slimy?"
As if he were hurt, or questioning her words he looked to his large hands. A smirk cascading across his features as he once again pulled her closer to him much like the moment they shared up top on the upper decks of the ship. He began trailing a gloved hand into her long auburn and white curls, as his red-on-black eyes looked into her fiery green orbs of forest green.
Her powers would have inflicted him in grate pain if he had touched her flesh in that moment. The anger raging through her made her almost deadly, but his gloved hands were shields he new not of at the present moment of his touch. When he pulled away he tossed up with grate speed and agility an Ace of spades.
"You ain't de only one with gifts Chere."
He charged the card with a fiery red source of unknown energy, as it sparked with power. She pulled back more as if in fear of the power now in trapped in the card to burn her. She looked at him and then the card as the light began to fade and the card seemed flaccid and deceases in his large and strong-gloved hands.
She quickly took noticed that his other hand wasn't all gloved in fact his half fingerless gloves he wore all those other times was placed on the other hand. It almost appeared that he had been prepared to touch her, and know of the danger her flesh could hold. He did how ever touch the card with his half-fingerless gloved hand, as he switched it over to benefit her with a perfect view to his gloved hand.
He tossed the card to the side as it now lay almost to ashes. He had not allowed it to explode, so she lacked the knowledge of how powerful that single charge could have been if he had let it go. If he had allowed it from his hold before he had taken down the charge, there would have been a whole in the wall or floor of his ship. He could not jeopardize the coasts to fixing such a thing now. They would depart off the shores of her old homeland, and follow through with journeying to the red seas with unnamed adventures and dangers that soon await them all.
He then placed the flesh of his thumb to her lips, her anger that had been there not to long ago forgotten as she laid only confusion. He leaned in now close, so very close. As he seemed to smirk in triumph as he was merely an inch away from his true goal of this meeting. She had been easy like all the other girls where when it came to him. He could clam her his. Soon so very soon she would be his and he hers. All he would need was a single kiss to forever entrap her to him.
It was then he found himself with a red mark to his left cheek. She had smacked him, mainly not enough to knock him from his balance but sure enough to shock him from what she had done. He looked at her as he rubbed the soreness from the flesh of his cheek in which she had stricken with her right hand.
"That will teach the king of de' ship not ta touch a woman who don' wanna get touched."
"Mon Chere, I prefer de' king of de' hearts."
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A comment for my readers:
Thank you for all who have taken the time to read this far into the story. It means truly a lot. I enjoy hearing your feedback, good or bad. A writer is should always be prepared for the worse, but I've noticed that so far all of them are good comments, and that's why I take it I've have the guts the update so soon and write more for you all.
_______________________________________________________________________
Dedication to this chapter goes to:
`[]-RogueChere-[]` I am sincerely sorry for the poor grammar, and spelling. As you can tell from my first chapter I am dyslexic and ADD, with some ADHD (not an excuse but the facts). I have allowed one of my dear friends to beta read my stories after I've posted them. But, I will repost latter on in correction of all the bad ones to make it more to your likings. Thank you though for your review, you have got to be one of my most favorite reviewers.
`[]-xOMzJeNNaOx -[]` Mon Ami, to tell you what would happen would wreck my whole evil plot of some nasty cliffhangers. Thank you for your Review, and I am glad to see that you like this fic thus far.
`[]-Yumiko -[]` I am very glad to see this not disappointing to you. I've updated as fast as Fanfiction.net would allow me to. Due to the 2 day shut down. Thank you and I look forewords for some more wonderful reviews.
`[]-ishandahalf-[]` Lol, your review mad me laugh, yes kissy-kissy maybe in the long run we will have some more Cajun charm? Muaha but ah ain't tellin' ya.
`[]-Solitaire -[]` I am really happy that you like this idea, I donno where I got it from but we will jus' go by how grate Gambit is as a thief with style. Thank you for your review, hope to see you review again.
`[]- KatLeBeau -[]`Your review was tres tres touching, I have to tell you that it helped inspire me to update so soon, as do all my wonderful reviews, I am really glad that I got you going into this fic. I hope you like this chapter and review again.
`[]- jiana weasley-[]` Thank you for your review, and I'm glad that it's not only me who can picture Remy as a pirate. I hope you like this chapter.
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Once again thank you for all those who reviewed, I hope you all liked this chapter and the sooner I get reviews the sooner I will update a new story for you. If any of you wish to contact me through main please try me at DeuntouchedRogue@aol.com