Disclaimer: I don't own the x-men, but since Remy's not in the movie, Can I have him????

I checked myself in the mirror as I made for the door. Hair? Fine. Clothes? Black cotton pants, black baby-t and gloves? Fine. Make-up? Perfect. Grabbing my purse, I closed the door behind myself and walked down the hall.

"Good Morning Rogue." Ororo's soft voice greeted me as I passed on my way into the mess hall. The large hall was filled with students and the sound of their endless chatter. I looked over the sea of faces and froze as I spotted him at the far table with a couple of my friends. He was staring out the window in front of him. Outside, autumn had come to the mansion and the fields were covered with brown and gold leaves.

On the table across from Remy, Jubilee sat with her cast up, her body wrapped in Bobby's arms. The two of them had become an item shortly after me and Remy had begun dating and couldn't seem to keep off each other. On the other end of the table, Kitty sat talking to John.

Remy seemed disinterested as he stared out through his shaggy hair that fell over his face. He had been staying at the mansion for three weeks now and was finally starting to settle. Today he was dressed in his usual trenchcoat, covering a pair of black pants and a red and white t-shirt. In his hands, a single white rose was entwined in his fingers. I watched his face smile at the small rose as he brought it up to the light that poured through the window, before it disappeared back up his sleeve.

Each of our 5 dates so far had started with a single white rose. For each date, I received a white rose before being rushed away for a day or night of romance. For our first date, he took me out for a candlelight dinner in Ororo's prized rose garden. There he had presented me with the first rose. He pulled it out of his sleeve and using his power, gently opened it to reveal a silver ring. My hand reached up to the dogtags that hung around my neck, to which I had attached the ring. Logan's dogtags.......

"Good Morning Rogue." Jeans voice brought me out of my Remy-induced trance.

"Oh, Morning Jean" I stuttered back. Realizing that I was standing in her way of the breakfast bar, I grabbed a stuffed bagel from the buffet style table and headed over to the table. I gave Katie a quick wave and sat down next to Remy

"Hey sugah." I said, sitting down beside him. Remy's face brightened as he looked at me.

"Hello Chére" he said taking my hand and gently kissing the top of my head through my hair. I shuffled over to him as sat leaning against him, his arms around me.

Jubilee's face melted into the 'ohh that's soo cute' look. "Now why don't you greet me like that?" she asked Bobby jokingly.

"Cause your shampoo smells like crap." he replied back. Jubilee looked shocked and playfully nudging him in the stomach.

Remy smiled at their playful antics. "Madam?" he said in his cute French accent as he pulled out the white rose from his sleeve. My face broke into a wide grin as I accepted it. With his arms still around my waist, we stood up together.

"See yah guys later." I giggled.

 Jubilee smiled knowingly as I waved at her, the white rose in my hand as we walked towards the door.

I stared at the remnants of my desert as I ran my spoon through the melted ice-cream. Remy was still finishing his chocolate cake. I looked out the window at the amazing view of New York City. We had spent the day together at the Statue of Liberty. It was the first time I had been there since the incident and I felt surprisingly calm and safe with him.

Now as darkness descended on the city, we were in a French Restaurant with large windows overlooking Central park. Below us, two teenagers sat together illuminated by a streetlight, locked in each others embrace. It looked like they were trying to suck to the life out of the other, but I couldn't help but be jealous. Distracted by the clutter of a fork hitting a plate, I turned back to look at Remy. He was sitting back in his seat, a smug look of satisfaction across his face as he slowly rubbed his stomach.

"Now dat," he indicated the empty dish "was good cake."

"Can we go?" I asked, bored with the stuck-up atmosphere of the restaurant. Remy looked a little surprised with my request. "Sure." he said, indicated to the waiter that he wanted the check.

After paying, we exited the building and Remy pulled out the ticket for the valet. As he reached to give the valet the small piece of paper, I snatched from his hand.

"What are you doing Marie?" He asked confused. I smiled evilly and waved it in the air. He stepped forward to grab it from me. I pulled it out of his reach. "Marie." he sighed. "What are you doin'?"

A giggle erupted from my throat. "You want it, come and get it." I said teasingly, tucking the ticket into my bra.

Remy's right eyebrow shot up. I turned around and ran into central park, closely followed by Remy. I ran though the tree, my feet kicking up the golden leaves. Remy was right behind me. I felt his hand grab at my feet and I tripped and fell onto a large pile of leaves. Still giggling, I lay on the leaves as Remy fell on top of me. He was panting softly, his breath tickled at my neck. He slowly raised himself off me and our eyes met. His lifted his hand and wiggled his fingers in front of me like a magician. I stopped breathing as he gently traced the v neck on my t-shirt and pulled out the ticket.

"Ta-da." I whispered to myself.

Remy rolled across to the ground beside me and we both sat looking at the stars for what seemed like ages.

"What do you think you'll do in the future Marie?" Remy's voice came though the silence.

I considered it carefully. What is there for me to do in the future? "I dunno." I replied. "I guess I'll stay at the mansion, join the X-men and teach."

"Non" Remy said. "You are much better than dat."

I rolled over to face Remy. "What makes you say that?"

"You ain't right for the X-men, mon-chere. You ain't the fightin' type." He said softly, his fingers tracing circle on my stomach.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked half-jokingly.

"Well I've seen you fight Marie…"

"Ah can fight just as well as anyone!" I yelled.

"Chére....." Remy sat up, his eyes pleading me to be quiet.

"Don't you dare Chére me!" I yelled at him. I stood up and looked down on him. "I want to go now." I said coldly. Remy looked up at me, his mouth opening and closing like a fish as he searched for something to say. Finally, he looked down in defeat and nodded his head.

The car was silent as we drove back to the mansion. As we pulled into the garage, I jumped out of the car and made for the door.

"Wait!" Remy called after me.

I paused by the door, leaning against the framework. Taking a deep breath, I turned around.

"I'm sorry." Remy said, his eyes avoiding mine. "I didn't mean it."

"Yes you did." I said bluntly, fighting the burning sensation in my eyes. "And that what hurts. Goodnight Remy."

I wrapped my coat tightly around myself and ran thorough the hall towards the stairs. Keeping my head down to avoid questions, I didn't see the person in front of me 'til I was flat on my back. My head hit the floor on the way down and a splitting headache echoed through my head. My eyes were closed as I sat up, my fingers at my temples.

"You alright?" I opened my eyes at the sound of the familiar voice and my hand flew to my dogtags. Please don't let this be the concussion I thought to myself as I looked up. Logan face hovered above me, a look of concern on his face.

"L.. Logan?" I stuttered.

"Oh shit. You didn't hit me that hard did you?" He said, jokingly. He offered his hand and I accepted it as he helped me get to my feet.

"Ouch." I gingerly touched the back of my head. My head was pounding and I felt slightly dizzy as I stood back and looked at Logan. I stood frozen, caught between wanting to kick him in the balls and hugging him.

We stood facing each other, the silence between was awkward at the least. I watched Logan eyes travel from my face, to my neck, then down to my chest, where the dogtags disappeared under my t-shirt. Remembering Remy was coming, I looked around nervously.

"Look Logan," I broke the silence. "I'm kinda trying to avoid someone, so I'll see you around later ok?"

Before he had a chance to answer, I walked past him and up the stairs. Pausing at the top, I looked back down at Logan.

"It's nice ta see you're back." Logan nodded as I turned back and jogged back to my room.

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Logan's back and Remy and Rogue had their first fight. *evil laugh* I know it's kinda short but there's more to come!!!!!

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