Y'all know the dilly yo, that I don't own these characters, marvel or anything else. Sometimes I wish I did, but wishing ain't having… oh well. Y'all know the drill.. blah blah blah.
This story doesn't really fit in with the X-Men Evolution timeline at all nor would I try to make it to. However, in this story, Gambit was an acolyte, and Magneto disappeared. Oh yes, and the first meeting with Gambit and Rogue and the card and the whole media thing still happened. Oh, and Evan doesn't exist in this story or he's off with the morlocks because I don't really need a whole bunch of characters to incorporate into the story, since this is really a ROMY story. Everything else is all A/U but in a beautiful way. Enjoy!
Author's Note (new): And another chapter is up although it was technically up before but we all know the story. Well, I fixed up a lot of stuff, but I seriously doubt that anyone would notice. Anywho, thanks for those who are giving me pity reviews. =) Y'all know who you are. And I don't feel like responding to the reviews just because I think I would just rant to everyone how fucked over I feel and I really think people are getting tired of my moaning and groaning over this… though I do have good reasons. I'm just going to answer chinxy's question about how often I'll update. Well, give me probably thirty days and I'll have all the chapters up again for this story. I'm aiming for 1-3 chapters a day and I do have several stories. Give me a while. Encouragement helps =) Much love from this side of the pathetic looking rainbow.
Somewhere I Belong
He shut the door softly and proceeded to the next one. For the whole afternoon, he had been roaming the mansion; memorizing every escape, every window, every detail. He couldn't help it. If nothing else, he was a thief and such information came in handy when the occasion arose.
He glanced around the hallway before he opened the next door. He saw no one around and swiftly turned the doorknob. The door cracked opened slightly and he slipped in as quiet as a mouse. He looked around the room and realized that it probably belonged to the girl with the ponytail that he had met during the meeting. There was a lot of pink, he noticed. He also noticed there was another bed on the other side of the room. The contrast was high as half of the room was pink, covered with posters of boy bands and kittens while the other half was practically empty except for a bedside table with a CD player on it and a plain brown dresser. It didn't take him long to figure out that the room belonged to the beautiful yet, extremely rude rogue, he had met earlier.
His time in the room was cut short when he suddenly heard a noise. He quickly memorized all the necessary exits in the room before he headed back to the door. It was still slightly ajar as he peeked out. When he saw nobody in the hallway, he quickly slipped out of the room as quietly as he had slipped in.
Then, he began to walk rapidly down the hallway while looking at the ground when someone bumped into him.
"HEY!" She cried loudly and jumped back a few steps.
It was Rogue.
His lips naturally curved up into a cocky grin as he stared at her in a suggestive manner. She scowled at him and took a few more steps back. "Watch where you're going!" She hissed irritably when she saw who it was that had bumped into her.
"Excusez-moi," Remy replied calmly and bowed slightly to emphasize his point. She merely rolled her eyes and said, "whatever. Just get out of mah way."
Rogue headed for the right of him, but Remy moved to his right to stop her. Then, she moved to his left, and he seemingly followed suit to block her. Finally, she gave up and yelled, "What the hell do ya want???"
"Just t'ought we oughta get t'know each ot'er, chere."
"Ah said don't call me 'chere'. And no thank ya. Ah have no interest in getting t'know ya better." Rogue replied through gritted teeth while she crossed her arms to emphasize her disinterest.
This time it was Remy who rolled his eyes at her weak attempt to brush him off. He could tell that she was interested. He could feel that she was interested. He could see it all in her beautiful emerald eyes. Rogue shifted underneath his gaze though. She didn't like how he looked at her. It felt as if he was looking deep down past the make-up, past the mask, and into her soul. She wisely broke the eye contact.
"Chere," he emphasized, "I t'ink we got off on de wrong foot. How about we start over again?"
"Remy, there will only be the wrong foot with us. Ya stay out of mah way, and ah'll stay out of yours. Simple as that." She stated as angrily as her voice could convey, although she knew she wasn't even angry with him.
"But dat would mean Remy won't get de chance to bump into you anymore, chere." He flirted with her and grinned contently.
Rogue merely responded by giving a disgusted look. He irritated her. She didn't know why he did, but she knew that he did and she didn't like it. Also, she didn't like the way he talked to her. And she especially didn't like the way he looked at her. It was as if he could see into her; see all that she really was and everything she wasn't. At that very moment, she hated him.
"Speechless already, chere?" Remy asked conceitedly.
"No! Just stop it! Ah ain't gonna buy your lame lines, swamp rat. I ain't like all the other girls who drool over ya. So save your breath and stay out of my way." She snapped and began walking away from him which left him standing there looking after her.
"No, you're not, chere. Not at all."
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She stomped into the rec room and plopped herself down on the couch. Jubilee, Amara, Kitty and Rahne were on the floor, giggling away. This irritated Rogue but she was somewhat curious to find out what was the cause of their laughter.
"What are y'all laughing about?" Rogue asked nonchalantly. Can't let them think I actually cared, she thought.
The girls turned their heads to Rogue, not realizing she had even entered the room. Kitty gave her a huge smile and pulled Rogue to the floor to join them.
"HEY!" Rogue cried at the sudden yanking.
"Shh…" Kitty shushed her.
"Fine.. well, what are you gals yakking about?" Rogue asked once more but with a hint of curiosity.
The girls all glanced at each other with a lovesick look plastered on their face. They all turned to Rogue and responded simultaneously, "Remy."
Rogue stared at them with disbelief. "Y'all are kidding me, right?" She asked, hoping that they were.
"C'mon Rogue, you can't sit there and tell us that you don't think the new guy is hot." Jubilee answered.
"Yeah, Rogue. You have seen him, right?" Amara added in, as a dreamy glaze washed over her face.
"Yah, ah've seen him. Ain't much there t'see." Rogue replied bluntly. She still couldn't believe that these girls were giggling about that swamp rat.
"Oh, you don't mean that, Rogue. He's so hot! He kissed my hand!" Kitty chirped in and showed off the hand he had touched with his lips.
"Umm.. excuse me! First of all, he ain't hot. Second of all, don't ya have a boyfriend named um.. let's see.. LANCE!" Rogue pointed out.
Kitty blushed and said, "Well, it's not like Lance and I are like married, y'know. Doesn't mean I can't look."
Rogue got up from the new Remy groupies. "Ah'm outta here. Y'all are crazy." She said and turned around to walk out.
"Pfft! Rogue's no fun." Jubilee commented in a whisper.
"That's just who she is." Rahne said in what was meant to be in defense on Rogue's behalf.
Their words didn't fall to deaf ears as Rogue heard clearly the remarks that she wasn't supposed to. It stung a little, but she shrugged it off like usual.
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He heard the bustling of people in the dining hall and entered. He was surprised with all the mutants in the room. There was a kid dropping ice cubes in everyone's cup. A few other kids playing with their skills of letting out some explosives at least he thought it was most likely explosives. He witnessed a wolf morph into a girl and back again. He was about to join the crowd when suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder. She stepped from behind him to face him. Instantly, Remy had a smirk on his face as he checked out the cute Asian girl in front of him. She was dressed in a denim mini-skirt and a long sleeve pink shirt that had some graphic design on it. She was cute, but still jailbait.
"Hi Remy." The girl said and giggled nervously.
Jailbait or not, it wouldn't hurt to flirt. So, Remy took the girl's hand, brought it up to his lips and before he kissed it, he said, "Enchante, cherie." The girl giggled even more and her cheeks turned bright red.
"My name's Jubilee. Nice to meet you." The nervous girl managed to say.
Remy gave her a wink. "The pleasure's all mine, cherie." All of a sudden, he lost his balance as he was violently pushed from behind.
"Y'all are blocking the entrance." Rogue growled and walked right past them.
In response, Remy dropped Jubilee's hand much to the girl's disappointment, and snatched Rogue's wrist to turn her around. Taken aback by the unexpected and bold gesture, Rogue looked down at the sudden contact and quickly yanked her hand out of his grasp.
"Ah told ya not to ever touch me!" She exclaimed as her eyes burned with anger.
She wasn't the only one who was angry as Remy felt his anger rise as well. He didn't like being pushed around, no matter how beautiful the girl was. "Well, next time, don't' be so rude chere." He replied in a forced calmness.
She glared at him, suddenly speechless. Nobody had ever tried to put her in her place before.
His eyes, however, crinkled up with amusement. He knew he won this round and it felt satisfying. She isn't as tough as she thinks, he thought.
"Just don't touch me!" Rogue responded hastily and turned away to go take her seat before he could verbally respond.
"Remy… you wanna sit with me?" Jubilee asked, trying to retrieve his attention. He didn't hear her though; he had already left and followed Rogue in pursuit.
Rogue ignored the fact that he was always two steps behind her wherever she went. She quickly sat down in a seat and looked down at the bare plate in front of her, while he walked around the dining table slowly, just observing her. She felt his eyes on her, but she didn't meet them.
He was finally standing behind her, and she could smell his scent of musk and spices.
He took a whiff of her scent and smiled slightly. She smells like lavender, he thought. It didn't take him long before he sat next to her.
"The seat's taken." She bluntly commented, but still didn't make eye contact.
"Is it? By who, chere?" He asked, humoring her.
"Anyone but ya." She snapped angrily and turned towards him to show her annoyance.
"Too bad, t'ough. It's Remy's seat, now." He answered and matched her scowl with a smirk of his own.
"Uggh!" She let out before she rapidly got up out of her seat and took her place right between Logan and Scott, two people he knew he wouldn't be able to con out of their seats.
Rogue glared at him from across the table, and Remy only waved to aggravate her more. He could tell he was going to enjoy living at the Institute.
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"Okay everyone, we are going to do the Secret Santa draw now." Professor announced during dessert.
"Secret Santa?" Remy questioned with some confusion.
"Oh my, I forgot to tell you about it. Well, every year the students participate in a gift exchange just before they return home for winter break. I already added your name into the stocking, do you mind?" Professor Xavier asked.
Remy twitched a little when the Professor mentioned 'home'. "It's fine." He replied indifferently.
"Great. Okay, who would like to go first?" Professor Xavier asked. The other students got up and formed a line, everyone but Remy, Rogue and the adults who were conversing about some mutant or another.
Rogue was taking quick glances at the Cajun, trying hard not to have him notice. She saw how he flinched when the Professor said the word 'home'. It surprised her a little. She knew he was the cool collected type, but a simple little word had thrown him off.
"Like what y're seeing, chere?" He asked in a low whisper into her ear. She hadn't noticed that he was suddenly next to her until it was too late. The closeness merely made her tense up. She didn't like how he was so near her. She inched away from him.
"No, ah don't." She stated firmly, trying not to let him pick up on the fact that she found it hard to keep her cool when around him.
He chuckled at her statement. "Den why did y'keep looking at Remy, all evening?" He asked in a low husky voice.
She felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment and as much as she hated it, she knew she was actually blushing. She hated blushing; it was a form of weakness. She hated him right then and there.
"Just been staring at that piece of spinach that's been stuck in your teeth all night long." Rogue answered and looked into his eyes with her fiery green ones before she got up and left. She was not going to let him get the best of her.
Remy quickly plucked the piece of food out of his teeth. That girl's sharp, he thought. He watched her grab a name out of the bag before she headed out the dining hall without so much of a glance in his direction. So far, his plan of making her not want to leave him was not working at all.
"Remy, did you get a name, yet?" A cheery voice asked him from behind, breaking his train of thought.
He turned around to see the girl who had been blushing over him earlier. He tried to recall her name but couldn't remember. "No, Remy hasn't, petite." He replied and settled with the use of a pet name.
"Well, come one then." Jubilee said and boldly grabbed his hand to lead him to Professor Xavier.
Remy smiled meekly at the Professor before he placed a hand into the stocking and grabbed a piece of paper. He unfolded it and smiled when he read the name.
Rogue.
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Author's note (old): Okay, more to come later. I know the first two chapters hasn't really been saying much but it's just a general scene setting. It'll get a lot more interesting later. A lot more angsty and romy goodness. Thanks for all the great reviews. =) Read and review. Enjoy!