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!
On with the story…
Somewhere I Belong
The day was still early and many of the students had left for school not too long ago. Although, she usually woke up an hour or two just before lunchtime every day, for some reason she was unable to sleep this morning or the whole night for that matter. She had woke up about five times the previous night before and she knew that every time she woke up it was because of something in her dreams or perhaps the psyches in her mind, but she just couldn't recall what it was exactly that caused her to awaken. And thus, that is why Rogue was lounging around the recreation room and watching Regis and Kelly.
"Rogue?" A voice interrupted the dialogue from the television.
"What do ya want, Scott?" Rogue asked bluntly as she remained focused on the show.
Scott treaded lightly and walked around the couch. He took a seat next to Rogue and stared blankly at the television. Rogue shifted uncomfortably to the side and crossed her arms. Scott Summers was presently not her favorite person at the moment. Since he had returned, all he ever did when she and Remy were around was make sarcastic remarks or shoot looks of disgust at the couple.
"So, how's it going, Rogue?" Scott asked as casually as he could.
"It's going great especially with Remy." Rogue responded and intentionally emphasized 'Remy'.
Scott's face tightened at the mentioning of Gambit. He hated the fact that Rogue and Gambit got together and was even madder that everyone else around them didn't seem to mind the fact that the two were an item. In fact, what ticked him off the most was that all the girls, including his own girlfriend, seemed to constantly gush about how adorable the new couple was. It sickened him to know that a great teammate and friend like Rogue would be with a villain, a bad seed, and essentially a scoundrel like Gambit. He couldn't stand the fact that Rogue had reduced herself so low to hanging with the likes of one of Magneto's henchmen.
"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you about that." Scott stated slowly.
"Don't like listen to him Rogue. He's just going to try to insult Remy." Kitty's psyche spoke up.
Rogue shook her head to try to rid of the sudden appearance of Kitty's psyche that had spoken up in her mind. For a slight moment, she had lost control and Kitty's psyche had been able to penetrate the wall and said something.
"Are you okay, Rogue?" Scott asked with some concern as he witnessed Rogue's unusual action.
"Ah'm fine. And really, ah don't think there's anything for us t'talk about. Last time ah checked, Remy and ah have nothing to do with you." Rogue snapped.
"I'm just concerned about you, Rogue. Gambit's not good enough for you and he will never be." Scott's psyche spoke up.
"I'm just concerned about you. Gambit used to be an acolyte and if he's gone bad once, he'll most likely stay bad." Scott said.
"Ah think ah know Remy a lot better than ya. All ya ever do is put him down. Aren't we X-Men about giving chances t'people? And ya being leader should know better than to exclude someone who just wants another chance at doing things right." Rogue directed it to the psyche and the real life Scott.
"Yes, but also being the leader of the team I have to look out for my teammates." Scott replied as calmly as he could.
"I'm only thinking about what's best for you, Rogue. How can you go from liking me to a loser like Gambit?" Scott's psyche added in.
"REMY IS NOT A LOSER!" Rogue cried angrily.
Scott jumped slightly at her sudden outburst. There was definitely something wrong about Rogue at the moment. "Rogue, I didn't call him a loser." Scott said with some caution.
"He didn't, Rogue. But I did. Seriously, if a guy like me who isn't as sexually charged as Gambit can't stand the idea of being with a girl I can't touch, then why would you think Gambit would want to be with you for very long?" Scott's psyche taunted.
"I just think Gambit will only hurt you, Rogue." Scott said quietly.
"Ya are both wrong! He wants to be with me despite the whole touching thing! And he would never hurt me!" Rogue cried.
"Rogue, are you sure you're okay?" Scott asked worriedly.
"Think about it, Rogue. He'll get tired of you. A guy like him doesn't wait around for something that can never be. When it comes down to it, a man's need is more important than what's right. And with your mutation all you could ever do to him is hurt him. Is that what you want, Rogue? Do you just want to hurt him?" Scott's psyche sneered.
"JUST SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU! JUST SHUT UP!" Rogue screamed as she placed a hand on each side of her head and tried to squeeze it so tightly and with a desperate hope that it might suppress Scott's psyche.
"Rogue? Rogue? Are you okay?" Scott asked frantically as he was frozen from where he was sitting. He wanted to help her, but he didn't know how.
"Rogue?" Remy's voice inquired as he entered the recreation room. One look in Rogue's direction and the struggle she seemed to be going through, he instantly rushed to her side.
"So here comes your knight in shining armour. Do you think he'll play this role forever, Rogue, without wanting something in return?" Scott's psyche taunted.
"What de hell did y' do to her??" Remy exclaimed and with his intense burning red eyes, he glowered at Scott.
"I didn't do anything. We were just talking… I think I'll go get the Professor." Scott said.
Remy turned his attention back to Rogue while Scott got up to go get the Professor. "Chere, are y' okay?" Remy asked anxiously as he placed an arm around her shoulders.
And with his touch, Scott's psyche dispersed but with one last word. "His touch won't be able to keep us down forever, Rogue."
Rogue's eyes watered up and she immediately embraced Remy. He held her as he rubbed her back soothingly. "What did he do t' y', Rogue?" Remy asked calmly.
"Ah just… and then… they started talking…and he said…and Scott said… and both of them were talking all at once." Rogue stammered incoherently between her sobs.
"Both of dem?" Remy questioned confusingly. There was definitely something wrong with Rogue, he decided.
"Scott and Scott's psyche." Rogue explained.
"How long has this been going on, Rogue?" Professor Xavier's voice interrupted the couple. Behind him stood Scott who was looking rather remorseful. Professor Xavier wheeled over to Rogue, and Remy pulled away from her so the Professor could have a good look at her.
"Ah don't know. They're always just talking but it's not that bad. They say their little comments and go away. But Scott's psyche kept persisting and ah couldn't get rid of it." Rogue explained as she calmed down with the help of Remy's soothing fingers on her back.
"Why didn't you inform of me of this, Rogue?" The Professor asked as he observed her carefully.
"Ah just didn' think it was that bad. Ah mean, they always chat a little but ah could always get rid of them. It's just that lately, it's been harder to regain control and it always seemed to get better as soon as ah get some sleep or something like that." Rogue explained.
"I think we need to have a session and discuss this, Rogue." The Professor decided.
"Okay." Rogue agreed.
"Let's go into my office then." The Professor suggested and began to wheel out of the rec room.
Rogue got up and followed the Professor with which Remy got up to follow Rogue. "Just Rogue, please. I understand you're worried, Remy, but Rogue must do this on her own." The Professor said.
"Oui, d'accord." Remy agreed reluctantly. He grabbed Rogue's hand and pulled her back into his arms for a few seconds and whispered, "I'll be here if y' need me."
She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and whispered back, "Ah know." With those last words, she turned around and followed Professor Xavier to his office.
As soon as Professor Xavier and Rogue were out of the room, Remy's eyes burned an angry crimson as he adverted his attention back to the X-Men leader. Scott was not intimidated by Remy's eyes though as he glared right back. The two of them remained in a stare down for a few minutes before Remy finally said, "If y' ever go near her like dat again, I'll personally make sure y' don' live t' see anot'er day."
Scott scoffed at his threat and responded, "And that is why you won't ever be good enough for her. All you know how to do is threaten and kill, something that Magneto taught you no doubt and that you're still holding on to."
Remy clenched his fist but then released them as he dug into the pockets of his trench coat. He walked to the entrance of the recreation room and right before he left. He chucked something behind him, with which it landed right in front of Scott. Remy exited as a big explosion could be heard from the rec room.
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His X-Men uniform was feeling rather tight as he walked down the corridor that led to the Danger Room. He pulled at it around his waist to try to loosen the tightness, but it did not help at all. He knew that he must have eaten way too much during the holidays, but he couldn't help himself. It's not like it's every day that he got the chance to eat some of his mother's great cooking. He licked his lips as the thought of his mom's cooking came to mind. Suddenly, he was hungry, but that wasn't a surprise since he was basically hungry all the time.
Well at least I'll get to work off some of this fat during the session, he thought. He quickened his steps as he realized that he was a few minutes late.
When he approached the Danger Room, it looked rather unusual. Storm had left him a note for a session about working on his defense, and usually she would set up the danger room to resemble some sort of a warehouse. However, when he entered the room it had been transformed into a dark forest.
Something is definitely not right, he thought. Kurt decided to leave but as soon as he turned around, the doors slammed shut.
"Doors open!" He commanded, but they remained closed.
Suddenly, he heard a quiet growl and he began to get really worried.
"Who'z zere?" Kurt asked nervously.
"Elf?" Logan inquired as he suddenly appeared with both claws unsheathed.
"Vhat are you doing here?" Kurt asked with relief.
"Supposed t'meet Gumbo for a session. What are you doing here?" Logan asked.
"I have a session vith Storm." Kurt replied.
"Funny, Storm ain't even home today. She'd gone on a mission." Logan said in a gruff voice.
"Oh vell, I guess I'll be going now." Kurt said and turned around to leave.
"Not so fast, elf. I'm guessing Gumbo ain't coming either, but I'm up for a good fight. So we're going to go at it. We'll do simulation eight." Logan stated.
"Simulation eight? But zat's ze one vith ze hunter and ze prey!!" Kurt cried in fear.
"Ya got it, bub. And guess who's gonna be the hunter? You have thirty seconds head start." Logan told him in a low excited growl.
It didn't take Kurt long to start running in terror and while he was doing that, he silently cursed Gambit with every swear word that he knew in English and German.
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Rogue rolled over on her bed and glanced at the alarm clock. It flashed a bright red 7:00. She stretched her arms and realized that she had missed dinner. Her stomach growled at that fact and she got up and headed for the door.
She had been napping for a few hours after her intense session with the Professor. The session had not helped much and the voices still persisted. Professor Xavier had gone into her head and tried to help her sort the voices out, but even he grew quite agitated. By the end of the session, both herself and the Professor were worn out and he agreed that she should get some sleep and they would work on it again the next day. She yawned as she continued down the hallway.
"I so don't see what he sees in her. Rogue can't ever touch him." An annoyed voice huffed.
Rogue recognized the voice right away and it was coming from the open room just a few feet to her left in front of her. She stopped in her tracks and listened in on the conversation.
"Well, maybe he really does like her. Rogue's cool." Amara reasoned.
"Cool? How is Rogue cool? She's cold, that's for sure but definitely not cool. Her clothes are so dark and it's almost like it's dirty or something. Plus, she's harsh a cold bitch around people so she's not fun at all." Jubilee retorted.
"She's not that bad. I mean she could be a bitch sometimes but Remy really does seem like he likes her a lot." Amara defended and although she really didn't care for defending Rogue and Remy's relationship, she couldn't stand Jubilee's constant complaining.
"I doubt he likes her. I bet you it's just all a game for him, like a challenge. He probably just wanted to break the barrier and claim that he was the only one who had gotten Rogue. He'll ditch her eventually. She won't ever be able to touch him and so it's only a matter of time before he dumps her." Jubilee said confidently.
"Whatever gets you through the night then." Amara commented.
"Rogue?" A voice inquired from behind her. The voice broke her focus on eavesdropping on the girls' conversation. She blinked her eyes a couple of times to push back the tears before she turned around to face Remy.
"Hiya, sugah." She greeted in a fake brightness with a complimentary fake smile.
His eyes scanned her for a bit, not quite believing that she was that happy at the moment. "Y'okay?" He finally asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't ah be?" Rogue answered as she tried to give him a reassuring smile.
His face softened and he took her hand in his. "Okay den. Let's get y' somet'ing t'eat. Remy be hungry too." He said and led her down the direction towards the kitchen.
"Didn't ya eat yet?" She questioned him.
"Non. Waitin' for ma cherie." He explained.
"How sweet, swamp rat." Rogue replied warmly.
"Only t' ma Roguey. Wait 'til Remy tells y' de story of how dat elf got his payback…" Remy said and began to tell his story.
Rogue tried to listen hard to his account but her attention kept going back to the conversation she had just heard. At the moment, she couldn't help but doubt her relationship with Remy.
"You know what they said were right, Rogue. I never wanted this for you. I had so many great plans and if you stay with the Cajun, he'll only ruin you. He will hurt you and you will be so disheartened that you won't realize the potential greatness that you can achieve. Rogue, my child, listen to me. Let me help you." Mystique's voice broke through her thoughts.
"No." Rogue said softly and with determination.
"No, what chere?" Remy asked and stopped them both in their tracks. He looked down at her and she looked up at him. "Is it de voices?" He asked worriedly.
Rogue shook her head and said, "It's nothing, Remy. Ah'm fine."
"I don' believe y', chere. Wanna go see de Professor?" He questioned her.
"Ah said ah was fine, Remy. Really. Ah'm just hungry." She tried to convince him. Rogue forced another fake reassuring smile to prove her point.
"Are y' sure?" He asked once more.
"Ah'm sure. Ah'll see the Professor t'morrow anyway. Let's just go get something to eat, k?" She suggested. She squeezed his hand gently and then proceeded to walk with which he eventually gave in and followed.
"So what were ya talking 'bout Kurt and Logan?"
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She sprung up and out of bed with one quick motion. She landed lightly on her feet with no sound made whatsoever. She walked towards the mirror and looked straight into it. A sadistic smile appeared and for the first time ever she liked her eyes. The way it glowed and the way it didn't hide who she was.
For the first time, she liked her eyes.
The darkness of the room felt embracing as it enveloped her into the shadows. It was welcoming and she felt like it was home. She stretched out her muscles in her legs. She did a quick flip with which she landed ever so lightly on her feet again. The body felt good.
Her body felt good.
She walked quietly to the door like she always did. As soft as a cat's paw against the pavement were her feet. She turned the doorknob gently.
"Rogue? Where are you like going?" Kitty's sleepy voice asked.
"Bathroom." She answered in a deep hoarse voice.
"Okay." Kitty said and fell right back asleep.
She left the bedroom right away. His room was on the other side of the mansion. The thought of him brought a smile to her face. She couldn't wait to see him. Her excitement ran like an adrenaline in her body as she practically did flips all the way to his room. When she approached his door, she slipped in quietly.
Once she was in, she stared at his resting form across the room from her. He looked so peaceful, so harmless, and so weak. She took her time to walk to him. She took in a deep breath before she crawled into his bed.
So pretty, yet so weak. Not good for anything except ruining a potentially great and powerful life, she thought to herself.
She straddled his waist and licked her hungry lips. He stirred and was surprised to find her on top of him. "Chere?" He inquired as he rubbed his eyes with one of his hands.
She bit her lips slightly out of anticipation. Then she bent down, and right before she did what she was about to do, her eyes glowed an eerie yellow.
And within seconds her lips were pressed hard against his.
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