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: I am officially sick of this story. One time around was enough for me. This is the second time around and as we're nearing the end… I am getting sick of it. It's a dumb story. Blah.
On with the story…
Somewhere I Belong
His body felt like it was on fire with every bit of skin being burned away. Then his body began to tighten as the blood in his veins were unable to flow freely back to his heart. He tried to push her away but she continued to press her lips against his. He gave one last push with his weakening arms but it was no use. He was too drained and he could only feel himself getting weaker. His eyes bulged as his face shrunk and he became completely paralyzed.
All he could do was wait and that is if he continued to live.
-xoxo-
His memories floated freely in her mind as she watched them pass around her. She sat in the middle of a wide opened space as she viewed the images of his past. He was quite a cute kid when he was young, Rogue thought as she observed a memory of his childhood. Suddenly, she was tapped from behind. She turned around to face the present day Remy.
"Chere, why are y' lettin' her do dis?" He asked.
"Doing what, sugah?" Rogue question curiously.
"Hurting me. Y're hurting me, chere." He explained.
"Ah would never hurt ya, Remy. Never." She stated strongly.
"Den why are ya doin' it by lettin' her do it?" He asked.
"Letting who? Ah don't know what ya're talkin' 'bout, Remy." She answered with confusion.
"Chere, look up." He requested and he lifted his head up to indicate what he was talking about.. She followed his lead and found Mystique above and floating on some sort of plate. She stood up and realized what was going on. She had lost control of her body and Mystique had taken over and she was hurting him. She was hurting Remy. That's why his memories wandered carelessly around her. She was touching him.
Rogue looked at Remy's psyche apologetically and said, "Ah'm so sorry. Ah'm so sorry."
"It's okay, chere. Just stop her. Please." He pleaded.
"Ah will." She promised and looked up at Mystique. With one great leap, she jumped to the platform where Mystique was.
"Stop it!" She cried as she lunged at her. Mystique dodged out of the way and caused Rogue to fall down on her front. Rogue leaped back up and got ready for another attack.
"Rogue, I am only doing this for you. Don't you understand?" Mystique asked.
"Ya are hurting him! That's all ya're doing! Ya ain't helping anyone but yaself!" Rogue exclaimed.
"We both know if you don't do this, he will only hurt you. You might as well hurt him before he hurts you. All he will do is block you from your destiny. You are meant for so much more than this and I will be damned if I will let this sweet tongue womanizer ruin you!" Mystique cried.
"JUST STOP IT!" Rogue screamed and lunged at Mystique again. This time she caught her and pinned Mystique to the floor.
"I'm just giving what you want, Rogue. Isn't this what you want? You want to kiss him. You want to touch him. How does it feel to know that whenever you touch him all you will do is hurt him? Don't you get it? He will never stay with you. You are so much more than he will ever be, don't let him ruin you." Mystique reasoned as she tried to fight off Rogue, but it was pointless since Rogue was undoubtedly stronger than her since they were in Rogue's body after all.
Rogue glared at her 'mother'. "Ya were the only one who ever ruined me." She said bitterly and dragged Mystique off her feet. Then with one hard kick, Mystique went flying off the platform.
Rogue's eyes flashed back to her normal green as she pushed herself off of Remy. She looked down at the unconscious Remy on the bed and realized that his skin had turned blue. His shrunken face stressed his veins where the blood didn't seem to flow anymore. There was no movement from him and she couldn't make out if he was breathing or not. She wanted to touch him and make sure he was alive but she couldn't. She couldn't risk hurting him again.
Suddenly a shrill and agonizing scream rang out of her lungs as tears ran down her face. She killed him. She killed the one person who understood her like nobody ever did. She killed the one person that she had vowed to never hurt. She killed him.
The lights flicked on as the room was swarmed with the residential mutants. One look towards the bed, Professor Xavier, Hank, Logan and Ororo immediately rushed to their side. Hank grabbed Remy's wrist as he tried to detect a pulse. A relieved sigh could be heard from him as he found a very faint one.
"Rogue? What happened here?" Professor Xavier asked calmly. Rogue couldn't say anything for she was sobbing too hard. She had hurt him. She had hurt him. That was the only thought that ran in her mind. That was the only thing she could hear.
"We have to get him down to the medical lab, right now." Hank said and Logan lifted the unconscious Remy and followed Hank to their destination.
The other mutants were wearing completely shocked and they all wore a stunned look on their faces. A few of them were chattering among themselves and were speculating what happened but it was evident what had happened between Rogue and Remy. She had touched him and thus, she had hurt him.
"I knew she would hurt him. Her skin is like poison." Jubilee mumbled to herself. Amara overheard her though and elbowed her to shut up.
"Alright, students. Go back to your room and that is not a request." Ororo ordered. The other students obliged completely and emptied the room, all but Kitty and Kurt that was. They both ran to Rogue's side and Kurt proceeded to put an arm around his sister but Rogue immediately ran out of his reach.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" She cried as tears streamed down her face.
"Rogue, it's okay." Ororo tried to tell her.
"No! It's not okay! Ah hurt him! Ah hurt him!" She repeated over and over again.
"Remy'll be like fine, Rogue. It's okay." Kitty began and took a cautious step towards her roommate. Rogue retreated even more as she held a hand in front of her to stop Kitty from coming any closer.
"Don't come near me. Ah'll only hurt ya too. That's all ah'm meant to do. Ah hurt him." She said with more fright and remorse.
"Rogue, tell me what happened." Professor Xavier requested gently.
"Ah hurt him! Ah didn't mean to. Ah would never hurt him but ah did! Ah'm sorry. Ah didn't mean to lose control…ah didn't want to hurt him. Ah never wanted to hurt but ah did. Ah hurt him." She explained through her sobs.
"Rogue, it's okay…"Kurt began.
"Don't ya get it? It'll never be okay! Ah hurt him! Ah hurt him so bad and ah don't know if he'll okay. What if he dies? Ah might have killed him! How can ah live with myself for doing that? How can ah live without him? Ah said ah wouldn't ever hurt him but ah did! Ah hurt him." She cried again.
"Rogue, please calm down. Remy will be fine. He is in good hands." Professor Xavier tried to convince her.
"Nothing will ever be fine again." She muttered and ran out of the room. Kurt and Kitty were about to go after her but Professor Xavier stopped all of them and said. "She needs this time to sort things out. Let her have a few moments to herself."
"But Professor…" Kitty and Kurt both began only to be interrupted by Professor Xavier again. "Please, students, understand that Rogue needs this time to herself. She is very disturbed right now and only she can bring herself some reason throughout this whole ordeal." He explained.
Kitty and Kurt both nodded their head in agreement reluctantly. "Now, children. Go back to bed. Everything will be sorted out soon." Ororo requested and they followed her order. The three of them left the room, leaving the Professor to linger for a few more moments. He glanced around the room and the feeling of failure overwhelmed his mind. He couldn't help but feel responsible for what had just happened. If only he could have helped Rogue with controlling her power. If only he had tried harder with blocking the psyches in her mind. But there was no more time for any more 'ifs' for what had been done was done and all that was left to do was hope that everything would resolve itself in the best possible way.
-xoxo-
The machines around him hummed a statically mechanical noise as his chest raised up and down ever so lightly. His eyes were close and his body still, and if it weren't for the beeping of the heart monitor, nobody would have figured that he was still alive. In the chair next to him was she, the one who was the reason for him being in the comatose state he was in. That was where she had been sitting for the past week. She rarely left his side. It pained her to no end that he was in a coma because of her, but she couldn't leave him. Her heart wouldn't let her leave no matter how much it hurt. She just couldn't do it.
Her face was dried and puffy. The tears that had fell were already gone but the bitter salty taste remained on the edge of her lips. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of only him and what she had done to him. She could never forgive herself for what she had done although she knew it wasn't even her who had done it. Nonetheless it was her skin that put him in this state. It was her skin; her poisonous skin.
She looked down at her hands that were covered in two layers of gloves. The sleeves of her shirt were tucked into the gloves with elastic bands wrapped around her wrists to ensure that not even an inch of skin was bare. There was no way she could risk anything at this point. She would never risk having any skin of hers exposed when she was around him. There was way too much to lose.
"But ah should've known that when ah first met ya. Ah should've never gotten close to ya. All ah do is hurt, Remy. Why didn't ya listen to me? Why didn't ah listen to myself?" She questioned quietly as tears began to trickle down her cheeks again.
"Ah should have known better. Ah should have. Ah didn't want to hurt ya. Ah never wanted to hurt ya. Ah never did. Please forgive me." She pleaded and the only response she received was the beating of the heart monitor.
She curled herself up on the chair and wrapped her arms around her legs while her eyes remained fixative on him. Tears stained her cheeks uncontrollably but she didn't bother to wipe it away. She was afraid to have her own hands touch her face or it was more that she was scared to have her hands touch her poisonous lips. The same lips that caused him this pain.
Her lips that caused him this pain.
"Ah'm just so sorry. Ah am. Please wake up, Remy. Ya just have to be okay. Ya just have to be." She begged. Then she saw a movement. Through her tears she saw that his hand had closed up. Her face was filled with hope as she reached out with her hand to grasp his.
"Remy? Remy? Are ya okay?" She asked frantically and in response he squeezed her hand with his. "Please wake up, Remy. Please." She pleaded as her tears were changed from sadness to desperation.
He squeezed her hand once more but this time much harder and he wouldn't release the grasp. Suddenly his body started jerking as he went into a series of convulsion. Her eyes widened with shock and fright and she yanked her hand back from his. His body kept shaking violently as the machines around him dynamically changed into a whirlwind of siren-like noises. She retreated to the corner of the room and was too shock to do or say anything.
Immediately, Hank had rushed into the room after hearing the change of sound from the lab next door. He started working on Remy and was trying to stabilize him while Rogue watched in horror. After a few minutes, the sound had changed back to the statically monotonous beeping and Hank sighed with relief. He glanced over at Rogue with an expectation of an explanation. She looked at him and said. "Ah hurt him again."
"Rogue? What do you mean?" He asked her.
"Ah didn't mean to. Ah just…he moved his hand and then Ah reached out for him…and ah hurt him. Even with my skin covered, ah hurt him." She murmured as she realized that he would never safe around her, skin covered or uncovered.
"Rogue, it wasn't your fault…" Hank said and attempted to provide the medical explanation.
"No! Ah hurt him. That's all ah do. All ah do is hurt. Ah can't…Ah just can't." She said and ran out of the room. Hank sighed as he watched her go. He then turned back to Remy and whispered. "Just wake up. For the sake of everyone."
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The backpack was swung over her shoulders as she walked down the stairs. She entered his room and stood at the doorway. That's where she stood. She refused to get any closer. Every time she did, she would just harm him. That's all she ever did to him.
As she watched the steady rise of his chest she was comforted that at least she would never hurt him again. She should have stayed away from him. She shouldn't have ever gotten close to him. But her selfishness had won over and look what it had caused. She had wound up hurting the one person she had promised herself that she wouldn't ever hurt.
But promises always have a way of being broken and she should have known that. All of a sudden a loud bang rang throughout the room as she punched the wall out of anger. She should have known better. Her skin was her curse and hers alone. She should have never let him in. She should have never let her guard down. She should have never let her heart love him. Love him, that's what she did and it pained her incredibly to know that she had hurt the one person that she had loved with her whole heart.
There were too many 'shouldn't haves' and it was about time she made sure that there wouldn't be any more. The tears were streaming down her face like it had been doing for the past week. It was rather unusual when she didn't feel the wetness on her cheeks. She brought herself to look at him.
"Ah'm sorry, Remy. Ah am. Ah just can't stay here anymore. Ah can't hurt ya anymore." She explained.
"Ah love ya too much t'do so." She whispered underneath her breath and with one last glance, she walked out of the room and out of his life forever.
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