Next chapter again I apologise for them being short but my typing skills
aren't great so I made the story into lots of little bite size bits!!!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
I've been asked why I use so many !!!!!'s its cause its right next to the """""" key and I can't stop my fingers from pressing it! I'm obsessed!! But I'm trying to curb my obsession and fixing all the !!!!!!'s
That night Remy was having trouble sleeping, Xavier had given him his own room, so he decided to have a wander, without the risk of waking up a roommate. He looked out the window in time to see a very feminine figure sneak into the woods, he grinned this would make it a little more interesting.
Rogue walked through the dark woods, she came here so often she could have navigated it blindly, as it was the moon gave her little light.
"Y' shouldn't be walkin' bout at night all alone, Chere, might be dangerous. Rogue stifled a startled scream as Remy dropped from the tree canopy over head.
"Gawd Cajun Ah nearly had a heart attack," she hissed at him, placing her hands over her pounding heart, for effect.
"Sorry Chere," he brought the hand that rested on her chest to his lips, "Remy, saw y' walkin' here alone n couldn't help 'imself," he smiled when she blushed. She didn't have any make up on, definitely a face for moonlight, he thought, pale skin almost translucent and her green eyes that reflected the stars.
They walked in silence for a bit and it was Rogue who broke it, "So how long have yah known Jiana, Cajun?"
"Remy, take her undah 'is wing when he was eight, dey been best friends eva since, even aftah she joined the circle." He started to shuffle a deck of cards unconsciously, it was a habit to keep his hands busy and out of peoples pockets. "She da on'y one Remy trusts wit 'is life."
Rogue felt the familiar twinge of jealousy, she wondered if she and Cody would be that close if her powers hadn't manifested.
"Come on Chere, Remy told you sometin bout 'im, now its y'r turn, fess up." He grinned at her swinging into one of the lower tree branches his upside down nose millimetres from hers. "Y' know y' very sexy from dis angle Chere," deliberately glancing lower than her face, Rogue swatted at him and he dodged easily, his usual Remy smirk on his face. "Come on Chere Remy tells y' what, we start small, what's y'r real name?"
To say the least Rogue was hesitant, the only ones who knew her real name were Xavier, Kurt and Logan and Remy was still the enemy, even if he was their only link to their new ally. Remy watched her his unusual eyes hypnotic, "Marie, Marie Darkholme," she told him quietly.
"Marie," Remy liked the way it rolled off his tongue, "Marie," he tried it again watching her face intently before flipping onto his feet. "Remy like dat, its tres beau."
Rogue had to admit she liked how he said it, the cajun in him made it sound exotic. "Whateva, just don't tell everyone."
"Ok Chere, but I'm using it when we're by ourselves."
"What makes yah tink y'r gonna get mah by mahself?" she asked giving him a smirk eerily similar to his own.
"Remy will make sure of it Marie," he told her his voice low and sexy.
To try and hide her blush rogue turned away, "Ok yah get yoh question, here mahne,. Why are yah workin foh Magneto?"
Remy breath hissed sharply, "Remy don like t' talk bout it, Marie, ask again though, Remy's just not ready yet." His serious tone struck her like an anvil, quelling any desire to probe him further.
"Ok," she mumbled not knowing how else to react, he stopped to lean against a tree watching her as she nervously tucked her white stripes behind her ears. "Ah've still got mah question," he smiled at her, "Why do yah use cards?"
He laughed, that he hadn't expected, "mon pere taught Remy to play poker tres young, got a good relationship wit de cards. Remy was playin wit some locals at de Bayou, dey accused Remy o' not playin by the rules, 'is powers chose den t' manifest, blew a hole in da table, but Remy got away wit all 'is winnings!"
Rogue rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the corners of her mouth turning up.
"Ok my question," Remy took Rogues hand in his without thinking, she flinched slightly but didn't pull away. "Why d' y' wear da goth makeup?"
"It's yah typical teen defence mechanism," she told him with a dismissive shrug.
"Dere ain't nuttin typical bout y' Marie," he turned her to face him so she knew he was being honest. "Don' let anyone tell yah different."
"Ah'm untouchable," she told him softly, "Ah dress lahke this so people don't try tah get close, even the X-men flinch at my touch. But yah don't?" she gave him a questioning look, her doubts about his sincerity surfacing.
"Remy would never flinch from a tres beau fille," he lifted her gloved hand to his lips, "especially not one as enticing as y'!"
"Ah don' undahstand yah!" she raised her voice getting angry without knowing why. "Ah'm un-touch-able," she said it very slowly, "don't y' get that, Ah can nevah kiss, nevah make love without drainin da person dry!" Unwanted tears glittered on her cheeks, reflecting the green of her eyes like liquid emeralds. He didn't answer her, but pulled her into a tight embrace instead, mumbling soothing French into her hair, stroking her back. "Ah've got tah be alone," she told him clutching to his shirt.
"Non, non Marie, yah don' have t' be alone, I'm here for yah, I'll always be here for y' Marie!" She breathed in the scent of him, tobacco, spices and Remy. "Come on, Remy take y' home," he scooped her up and carried her back to the mansion.
Kitty squeaked when he entered with Rogue craddled to his chest, "Ssh Petite, go back t' sleep da belle femme is asleep." Kitty nodded and fell back into an instant slumber. "Bonne nuit mon amour," he pressed his lips to Rogues hair brushing a few stray strands from her face. He really wanted to kiss her, she looked so beautiful wild hair, full lips, dark lashes, he needed a cold shower. He stood up and headed to the door.
"Remy?"
"Yeah Marie?" her eyes were still closed.
"My question," he smirked, her voice was still thick with sleep, "boxers or brief?"
His laugh was rich and throaty if she had been fully awake she would have melted at the sound, "Boxers chere, de answer is boxers."
Ok peeps next chapter hope you enjoyed please review!!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
I've been asked why I use so many !!!!!'s its cause its right next to the """""" key and I can't stop my fingers from pressing it! I'm obsessed!! But I'm trying to curb my obsession and fixing all the !!!!!!'s
That night Remy was having trouble sleeping, Xavier had given him his own room, so he decided to have a wander, without the risk of waking up a roommate. He looked out the window in time to see a very feminine figure sneak into the woods, he grinned this would make it a little more interesting.
Rogue walked through the dark woods, she came here so often she could have navigated it blindly, as it was the moon gave her little light.
"Y' shouldn't be walkin' bout at night all alone, Chere, might be dangerous. Rogue stifled a startled scream as Remy dropped from the tree canopy over head.
"Gawd Cajun Ah nearly had a heart attack," she hissed at him, placing her hands over her pounding heart, for effect.
"Sorry Chere," he brought the hand that rested on her chest to his lips, "Remy, saw y' walkin' here alone n couldn't help 'imself," he smiled when she blushed. She didn't have any make up on, definitely a face for moonlight, he thought, pale skin almost translucent and her green eyes that reflected the stars.
They walked in silence for a bit and it was Rogue who broke it, "So how long have yah known Jiana, Cajun?"
"Remy, take her undah 'is wing when he was eight, dey been best friends eva since, even aftah she joined the circle." He started to shuffle a deck of cards unconsciously, it was a habit to keep his hands busy and out of peoples pockets. "She da on'y one Remy trusts wit 'is life."
Rogue felt the familiar twinge of jealousy, she wondered if she and Cody would be that close if her powers hadn't manifested.
"Come on Chere, Remy told you sometin bout 'im, now its y'r turn, fess up." He grinned at her swinging into one of the lower tree branches his upside down nose millimetres from hers. "Y' know y' very sexy from dis angle Chere," deliberately glancing lower than her face, Rogue swatted at him and he dodged easily, his usual Remy smirk on his face. "Come on Chere Remy tells y' what, we start small, what's y'r real name?"
To say the least Rogue was hesitant, the only ones who knew her real name were Xavier, Kurt and Logan and Remy was still the enemy, even if he was their only link to their new ally. Remy watched her his unusual eyes hypnotic, "Marie, Marie Darkholme," she told him quietly.
"Marie," Remy liked the way it rolled off his tongue, "Marie," he tried it again watching her face intently before flipping onto his feet. "Remy like dat, its tres beau."
Rogue had to admit she liked how he said it, the cajun in him made it sound exotic. "Whateva, just don't tell everyone."
"Ok Chere, but I'm using it when we're by ourselves."
"What makes yah tink y'r gonna get mah by mahself?" she asked giving him a smirk eerily similar to his own.
"Remy will make sure of it Marie," he told her his voice low and sexy.
To try and hide her blush rogue turned away, "Ok yah get yoh question, here mahne,. Why are yah workin foh Magneto?"
Remy breath hissed sharply, "Remy don like t' talk bout it, Marie, ask again though, Remy's just not ready yet." His serious tone struck her like an anvil, quelling any desire to probe him further.
"Ok," she mumbled not knowing how else to react, he stopped to lean against a tree watching her as she nervously tucked her white stripes behind her ears. "Ah've still got mah question," he smiled at her, "Why do yah use cards?"
He laughed, that he hadn't expected, "mon pere taught Remy to play poker tres young, got a good relationship wit de cards. Remy was playin wit some locals at de Bayou, dey accused Remy o' not playin by the rules, 'is powers chose den t' manifest, blew a hole in da table, but Remy got away wit all 'is winnings!"
Rogue rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the corners of her mouth turning up.
"Ok my question," Remy took Rogues hand in his without thinking, she flinched slightly but didn't pull away. "Why d' y' wear da goth makeup?"
"It's yah typical teen defence mechanism," she told him with a dismissive shrug.
"Dere ain't nuttin typical bout y' Marie," he turned her to face him so she knew he was being honest. "Don' let anyone tell yah different."
"Ah'm untouchable," she told him softly, "Ah dress lahke this so people don't try tah get close, even the X-men flinch at my touch. But yah don't?" she gave him a questioning look, her doubts about his sincerity surfacing.
"Remy would never flinch from a tres beau fille," he lifted her gloved hand to his lips, "especially not one as enticing as y'!"
"Ah don' undahstand yah!" she raised her voice getting angry without knowing why. "Ah'm un-touch-able," she said it very slowly, "don't y' get that, Ah can nevah kiss, nevah make love without drainin da person dry!" Unwanted tears glittered on her cheeks, reflecting the green of her eyes like liquid emeralds. He didn't answer her, but pulled her into a tight embrace instead, mumbling soothing French into her hair, stroking her back. "Ah've got tah be alone," she told him clutching to his shirt.
"Non, non Marie, yah don' have t' be alone, I'm here for yah, I'll always be here for y' Marie!" She breathed in the scent of him, tobacco, spices and Remy. "Come on, Remy take y' home," he scooped her up and carried her back to the mansion.
Kitty squeaked when he entered with Rogue craddled to his chest, "Ssh Petite, go back t' sleep da belle femme is asleep." Kitty nodded and fell back into an instant slumber. "Bonne nuit mon amour," he pressed his lips to Rogues hair brushing a few stray strands from her face. He really wanted to kiss her, she looked so beautiful wild hair, full lips, dark lashes, he needed a cold shower. He stood up and headed to the door.
"Remy?"
"Yeah Marie?" her eyes were still closed.
"My question," he smirked, her voice was still thick with sleep, "boxers or brief?"
His laugh was rich and throaty if she had been fully awake she would have melted at the sound, "Boxers chere, de answer is boxers."
Ok peeps next chapter hope you enjoyed please review!!