- 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!
Somewhere I Belong
"Full house queens!" Rogue declared excitedly. She smiled brightly as she looked at her opponent. He smiled back at her and marveled at how beautiful she was when she smiled.
He looked down at his hand, which consisted of four jacks and an ace of spades. Obviously, his hand beat hers but he flipped it over and folded.
"Y' beat me again, chere." He told her.
She stared at him for a bit with a skeptical eye. "Are ya sure ya ain't lettin' me win, Cajun? Ah thought ya be a better poker player than this." She asked him suspiciously.
"Chere, Remy never lets anyone beat him at poker." He answered her but silently added 'until now' in his head.
She observed him for a little longer and when she was satisfied that he was telling the truth she smiled again. "Yay for me then!" She exclaimed. Her hand grabbed the pile of candy and cookies in front of her.
"Y' gonna share?" Remy asked teasingly as he watched her devour a couple of cookies that left a few crumbs around her lips. How I would love to kiss those crumbs off, he thought.
"Hmm… let me think about that one. Umm… NOPE!" She answered loudly as she ate a gummy worm.
"Y' ain't very nice, chere." He told her.
"Now when did ah ever give ya the impression that ah was nice, swamp rat?" She asked him and sat up on her knees with a hand on her hip and a worm in her other hand, almost towering him on the bed. She tried to look as intimidating as she could, but it only made him laugh.
"Remy ain't scare of y', mon river rat." He responded and sat up on his knees, with his arms crossed and towering over her.
She popped the gummy worm into her mouth, crossed both her arms, which lifted up her chest quite a bit, and she glared at him.
His eyes locked with hers for a moment before they wandered down to her crossed arms, or most likely what her arms were crossing around. Rogue noticed his wandering eyes and where his eyes had settled on.
WHACK
"OUCH!" Remy cried and flopped back on to the bed. He rubbed the side of his head where Rogue had slapped him.
"Serves ya right! Ya are such a perv!" She reprimanded him and gave him the evil eye. She sat back down on the bed and crossed her legs. She grabbed some more cookies from her jackpot and kept shooting dirty looks at Remy who seemed to have passed out.
After a few minutes of just watching his inaction of any sort, she finally crawled over to him. She hovered above him and realized that he was at least breathing.
"Get up, swamp rat! Ah didn't hit ya that hard! If ya don't get up, ah'm telling everyone that ya got beaten up by a girl!" She tried to threaten him.
Remy still didn't move and so Rogue moved closer towards him and patted the side of his face with her gloved hand.
"Remy! Quit playin' and wake up!" She demanded.
"As y'wish." He said and his eyes shot open. Suddenly his arms wrapped around her and pulled her on top of him.
"UGH! Let me go!" She said as she tried to struggle out of his tight grip.
"Ain't we in a compromisin' position, chere?" He stated more than asked as he enjoyed the close proximity.
"Ah think ya are getting too close fo' comfort." She said bitterly and gave up struggling out of his arms. One thing she knew about the Cajun was that if he didn't want to let something go, he had the strength to keep it.
"Ain't dat what y'want?" He asked her in a softer and more sensitive voice.
She looked into his eyes and they weren't filled with the usual mischief and confidence. This time, it was filled with honesty and insecurity. This caused her to become scared.
"Ah don' know." She answered back quietly. A million thoughts ran through her mind. All the doubts and fears resurfaced. The only lucid thought was that she needed to get out.
"C'mon, chere. Let's figure dis out." He requested almost in a pleading tone. His grip loosened slightly and Rogue could feel it. Using that to her advantage, she brought her hands to his chest and with one great push; she managed to pull herself out of his arms.
She quickly crawled off the bed. Remy was surprised with her actions but he immediately got up off the bed also. He walked towards her but she backed up every step he took forward.
"Rogue, let's just talk." He requested silently and sensed that something wasn't right with Rogue internally.
"Ah… Ah… need t'be alone." She stuttered and ran out of his room.
"Merde." He muttered.
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What is wrong with me, she kept asking herself. After she had left the room she walked to the only place where she could think; the little pond fifty feet into the forest located at the back of the mansion.
Rogue felt so lost at the moment. She didn't know why she left so abruptly. She had really wanted to talk things through with him and maybe establish some sort of relationship, even if it's not the one that she desired the most which also happened to be the one that was the biggest risk.
"Rogue, don't kid yourself. That Cajun isn't good enough for you and he will never be. He'll get tired of you and he will leave you. The only thing he's good for, you can't have." Mystique's voice rang through her head.
"Don't listen to like that blue thing over there. Remy like so cares about you. Take a chance, Rogue." Kitty's voice spoke up.
"Stop it! Stop talking!" Rogue cried but the voices persisted.
"I don't trust him, Rogue. He used to work for Magneto. If he had gone bad once, he'll always be bad." Scott's voice chipped in its two cents.
"Darlin', get a hold of yourself. Don't listen to any of these voices except yours." Logan's psyche told her.
"Ah'm trying, Logan. But it's so hard." Rogue answered out loud. Tears started to form in her eyes as the psyches continued to speak.
"Roguey, Remy don't seem that bad." Kurt's voice rang out.
"Kurt! He used to work for the enemy!" Scott pointed out.
"Hush Scott. Remy's like a total hottie and he's like turned over a new leaf." Kitty's psyche disagreed.
"He'll only hurt you, Rogue. You won't ever be able to touch and he'll just remain a constant reminder. He'll leave you as soon as he gets tired of you." Mystique's voice tried to convince her.
"Please just stop talking. Please just stop." Rogue pleaded loudly as tears started to roll down her face. She was so scared and it hurt so much. She was losing the grasp she had in her head and she was scared that she would lose it forever if the psyches didn't stop battling each other for control.
"Rogue?" A voice said behind her.
She turned around to meet her company while tears fell uncontrollably. When he saw that she was crying, he ran towards her and wrapped his arms around her once more. The voices all disappeared immediately with his touch. She pulled away from him quickly though.
He knew not to push her any further and so he asked, "Are y'okay?"
She looked at the concern that was written all over his face and answered honestly, "No."
"What's wrong?" He asked with more worry.
"Us. Remy, we can't be anythin', it won't work." Rogue told him bluntly as she glanced away.
"Let's just talk about, 'k?" He requested silently as he took a step closer to her. She took a step back though.
"There ain't nothing to talk about, Remy. Ah can't touch ya, ah can never give ya what ya want or what ah want. It won't ever work." She explained candidly.
"Dis isn't about touch, Rogue and y'know it." He pointed out to her. His eyes started to glow slightly an intense red.
"What is it about, then? Love? Are ya kidding me, Remy? Ah know how ya never want to love again. Ah felt the pain, Remy. Ya don't love me and ya never will. We both don't want this. It's just a disaster waiting to happen." She said.
"Sometimes, y'can't help what y'feel." Remy said quietly. He was confused. He didn't know what he wanted either. Every rational thought was telling him to just let her go and not do the one thing he vowed never to do again. His heart was telling him something entirely different though.
"Ah know what ya feel, Remy. Ya still hurt from losing Bella." Rogue said.
Remy cringed at the mention of Bella. "Rogue, dis is different."
"Yeah. It is different. Ah can't give ya what she gave ya. Ah can't touch you in that little spot that always bring a lil shudder to ya. Ah can't run my fingers through your hair and feel the warmth of your body. Ah can't kiss ya in that way to express what ah feel for ya. Ah can't ever do any of that. It won't work." She stated as the tears returned.
"Y' t'ink dat is de only t'ing dis Cajun wants? Yeah, it would be nice t'be able to touch y', chere. T'feel how soft y'skin is and t'taste dose lips of yours but dat's not what Remy is wantin'. He only wants to hold y', to be near y', to tell you dat y'mean so much t'me just because y'are de way y'are; incredible." He argued back with a new determined intensity that burned in his eyes.
She looked into his truthful eyes, and she wanted to believe his words. She desperately tried to believe his words, but she couldn't.
"Remy, all ah'm gonna do is hurt ya. That's all ah ever do to people. Why else would ah have this mutation? All ah do is hurt so please just let it go. Ah won't be able to take it if ah ever hurt ya. Ah can't hurt ya. Just don't do this. Please just let this go." She pleaded to him.
"Remy can't let y' go." He said and walked over to her and took her hands in his.
She looked down at their hands. Tears started to flow uncontrollably as she could feel the regret of what she was about to do next.
She broke away from him and pushed him back. Anger burned in her impassioned green eyes.
"Don't ya understand? Ah'm not meant for this! Ah can't have this! And as much as ya think this might work and we might work, ya are just going to be a reminder, Remy! Ya will just become a reminder that ah will never have something that every part of my body wants! Ah can't live like that, Remy! Ah can't live the rest of my life yearnin' for somethin' ah can't have! And ya will leave me once ya get tired. Once ya get tired of waiting for me, ya will leave and it will hurt. It will hurt more than anything and ya know how it felt. Ah don't want to feel that. Ah don't need that. Please, just let this end here as it is. We'll just wind up hurting each other. That's all we'll ever do." She explained to him and with her last words, she walked away.
She left him standing there and she didn't look back. She never wanted to look back again.
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The air was chilly and it was beginning to get dark. She wrapped her arms around herself to generate more warmth. She had been walking aimlessly around town for a few hours. She had spent an hour at a café with a nice hot cup of coffee but it didn't help her clear her head. She realized that she should start heading back to the mansion, but she didn't want to face him just yet.
Suddenly an arm grabbed her from the side and pulled her into an alley. She looked at her attacker and saw a man of early twenties, in a toque, a dark jacket, and jeans. She glared at him and kicked him in the shins.
"Oww! You bitch!" He screamed out in pain and released his hold on her. She started to run, but was suddenly grabbed from behind.
She could feel her attacker was twisting her arms but she didn't know let out any signs of pain because she didn't not want to let her attacker have any satisfaction.
"You fucking bitch!" The man she had kicked, yelled at her. He was standing in front of her with another man, and Rogue automatically knew three men had surrounded her.
"Fuck you!" She yelled back and the attacker who held her twisted her arms even more. She bit her lips to prevent herself from squealing in pain.
The man who yelled at her walked up to her and traced her arms with one of his finger. "Such a pretty lil' thing for a fucking dirty mutie. I'm gonna have a lil' fun with you before you die." He commented.
"Don't fucking touch me!" Rogue snarled at him.
The guy, who still had a good strong grip on her arms, passed it on to the man who touched her. The man held onto both her wrist and pushed her against the wall, which caused her to hit her head hard.
Rogue tried to swing her legs at him but he moved out of the way. One of the other guys bent down and held her legs against the wall.
"Don't start struggling, bitch. It'll only hurt more." The man told her as he leaned in closer to her. He had one hand around her wrists tightly and his other hand groped her breast.
"Do you like this, you dirty mutie?" The man asked as his hand started wandering over her body.
Rogue could feel tears of humiliation starting to form as she tried hard not to cry.
All of a sudden something was thrown at the guy holding her legs. It exploded and the guy who was holding her legs let go and jumped out of the way.
"What the fuck?" The guy said as he stood up and saw what he thought was the devil.
"LET HER GO!" The red-eyed man that appeared cried. He moved swiftly and knocked out the two who wasn't the ones touching Rogue.
The guy who was touching Rogue, immediately let go of her and started to run, but he wound up running into the raging Cajun.
Remy grabbed him by the collar and threw him against the wall. He then, proceeded to kick the shit out of him while screaming every curse word he could think of.
"If y' ever fucking come near her again, I'll kill you!" He cried as he gave the guy one last blow before he turned back to Rogue.
Rogue's eyes began watering as he quickly went to her side. She couldn't bring herself to look Remy in the eyes. He slowly moved his hands closer to her, hoping to give her a comforting hug. As soon as his finger touched her side, she retreated and shuddered at the touch.
He moved his hand back and said soothingly, "It's okay, Rogue. It's just Remy. I wont hurt y'."
She brought herself to look into his eyes and she couldn't hold back anymore. She ran straight into him and buried her head into chest as she sobbed. All the tears she had been holding in were let out and he held her comfortingly and soothingly.
No more words were needed to be said by him, for he was all she needed at the moment.
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