Chapter 7

A cold breeze hit his back making him shiver. Pulling the covers around him he moved closer to the warmth beneath and curled himself around flesh. Feeling safe he let himself fall back asleep content with the situation. It was only when he heard the indignant cry and the force of a pillow on his face that he fully awoke.

"What the hell do ya think yar doin?!" Rogue's screech just made him groan and bury his head further into the pillow underneath him. Not really caring what the problem was he pulled her close and hoped she would calm down before everyone ran into the room and try to pummel him again. There was silence and he enjoyed the soft skin touching him.

"Remy..." The fear in her voice made him instantly snap his eyes open and search the room expecting to find whatever frightened her. Finding nothing he looked down at the naked body he was holding and realized that it was Rogue.

"I can touch yo'..." She nodded her head to his words and placed an ungloved palm on his face. Remy, taking advantage of the amazing opportunity, kissed Rogue on the lips. Both of them kissed until they were breathless. "Am I dreamin'?"

He moved in for another kiss but was stopped by a sharp pain on his arm.

"Ouch! Yo' pinched me!" Wanting revenge, Remy pinched her back making her yelp in pain.

"Well ah wanted ta make sure it wasn't a dream." Getting angry she pinched him again.

"Then yo' pinch yo'rself not de other person!" Remy rubs the now darkening spot on his skin.

"Sorry..." She kissed his bruise. "Does it feel better now?"

"Oui." He leaned over and kissed her bruise. "How about yo'?"

"It feels veerrry good." They should have been talking about how it happened. What caused her sudden ability to touch and their state of undress. But they were too busy enjoying the situation to care. So it was only fair that something comes along to remind them.

"Remy! You have a danger room session at 8 get your ass out of bed before Kurt ports you into a cold shower again." Roberto's warning was heard clearly by the two and Remy had enough sense to reply before he walked in.

"I'm up!" Only after they heard retreating footsteps did they let out the breath that they didn't even know they were even holding. "I think we should talk, mon chere."

"Right. So can ya let go?" Rogue tried to move back but the secure arm around her waist kept her trapped by his side.

"But I just got comfortable." Turning her body around she rolled herself on top of him and placed the thin sheets between their bodies. "Why did yo' have to go and do dat?"

"We need ta TALK not..." There was a moments pause so he could fill in the sentence in his head.

"Play? But I really want to play." His arms, which were previously in her line of sight, dove beneath the blankets trying to find an open path to her skin.

"Remy! We need ta figure out what happened. Is this permanent or..."

"It's temporary. De drink had a mutant subduer in it. My powers are just startin to come back and I just took a sip of de drink." Remy let her absorb the information that he just said before he continued. "I think de drink was meant for me, but yo' ended up drinkin most of it. So it might be another day or two until yo'r powers return."

"Why would someone want ta subdue yar powers? Was someone trying to hurt ya?" Normally he would have been happy that the first thing she thought of was his safety, but at that moment he wished she hadn't ask.

"It might have been dat girl or someone might have just slipped it in when it was bein delivered. I have some enemies so dere is no way to be sure." /We just started the relationship and I'm already lying. You could always tell her the truth. Keeping this a secret is going to bite you in the butt later. I'll tell her...eventually./

"Do ya think we should tell the Professor when he comes back?" /She's really worried for me. Feels strange doesn't it?/

"No I'll take care of it. So how about we take advantage of dis opportunity." Lowering his face he leaned in to kiss her, only to have her pull back.

"Are ya sure? What if yar wrong and ah end up absorbin ya?"

"It would be slow and yo'll only git what I'm thinkin about at de moment and dat's it." Not wanting to answer anymore questions he kissed and let his hands follow the path they were on before. Finally when his right hand found an opening a cell phone rang bringing them out of their little passionate haze. Now fully annoyed he was about to yell at the poor fool who called him right then. Except someone else had already picked up the phone.

"Hello. Remy's girlfriend speakin." The words brought a smile to his face until he realized that she could be saying that to anyone on the other end. But when she said Henri's name he relaxed for a few minutes closing his eyes.

"He wet the bed when he was how old?" /Mon Dieu!/ Remy's eyes snapped open and his arm reached out to snatch the phone from Rogue. "And he's afraid of rolled up newspapers."

"Rogue give me de phone." Remy tried unsuccessfully to grab the phone from her hand and tried a second time only to fail miserably. More failed attempts lead them to be tangled in the sheets. All the moving placed him behind Rogue facing her rounded bottom. Thinking that there was no other way, and happy that here was no other, he carefully smacked her bum.

"What!" Dropping the phone Remy dove for it catching it and then threatening death to his brother, before he shut it off. Expecting to feel the full force of her wrath he was surprised to find her staring at him with a stunned look on her face. Never one to miss a chance to get a blush out of her he leaned in close so he could whisper in her ear.

"Yo' play nice petite and maybe I do dat again." If it was even possible her eyes widened further and a small blush appeared onto her cheeks. Of course it never lasts and she instantly turned angry. Pushing her down on the bed he started kissing her hoping that would calm her down. His choice of action worked and they were all into the kissing again, only to be interrupted by another knock to the door.

"Gambit! Git up already!" Scott's voice rang down the hallway spoiling their mood for the third time.

"I be ready when I want to!" He was beyond frustrated right now. There wasn't much chance of her learning to control her powers anytime soon, and he wanted to take full advantage of the situation.

"Do whatever you want but if you're late you have to do the training session on your own." The warning barely registered in Remy's mind as his attention went back to the woman underneath him.

"Ah am enjoying this and all but..." Remy interrupted her.

"Yo'r not used to dis," Feeling like ramming his head against the wall he realized that he most be going too fast for her. /Just slow down. A nibble here. Love bite there and she'll get used to it./ As he was getting ready to test out his theory he found his girlfriend's attention was elsewhere. "What is it?"

"Ah was trying ta find where our clothes are. Ah was goin ta ask ya, but ya cut me off." Pushing him out of the way she got up securely wrapping the sheet around her body.

"Yo' don't have to leave..."

"Remy! Ah'm just sayin that if our clothes aren't here than where are they?" /So she wants to stay... wait if they ain't here then where did we take them off?/ Then the reason for Rogue's worry hit him. /If we left it out there then anybody could find it. Then Rogue's brother or Scott or Bobby and hell maybe even the girls would maim me if they think I took advantage of her./

"How about we continue dis after we found de clothes?" Rouge had been searching the corners of the rooms and turned around to listen to him. She swiftly grabbed a pillow and tossed it to him. A small smirk crept onto his face as he realized why the sheet-wearing Rogue wanted to give him the pillow. "Don't like what yo' see?"

"How about ya put on some clothes while ah sneak ta my room ta change. We'll meet up at the stairs and start lookin for our clothes." After saying that in accelerated rate she grabbed one of his shirts and slipped it on. She then slipped out of the room leaving an amused Cajun behind.

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Rogue paced by the stairs wearing sweatpants and a tee. It wasn't until later that she realized that she picked clothes that she could easily get out of. /If anyone finds those clothes. Well Remy's the one that is going to be attacked and brutally murdered, but all those lectures I'm going to get./ The pacing stopped as she felt a hand creep up her shirt.

"Remy!" She pried his hands off her body earning a slight groan from him. "What if someone sees us?"

"Dat's what make's it fun." When pulling her back proved unsuccessful he showed her what he found in the hallway. Dangling two articles of clothing from his forefinger and thumb she tried to grab them from his hand. "If yo' give me a kiss den you get dese little things. Or I could just keep on wavin dem around."

Checking that no one was around she leaned in and planted a light kiss on his lips. As she was retracting he placed a hand at the back of her head and pulled her in for a much longer kiss.

"Satisfied?" Rogue dropped her undergarments into a bag and went down the stairs followed closely by Gambit. As they reached the bottom he kissed her one more time.

"For now." Splitting up they searched the downstairs for their missing clothes, and found no sign of them. They met up in the garage and found the bike in its usual location, but still no clothes. They split up again to search the grounds. Sometime later Remy came running saying that he found the clothes.

"Well why didn't ya bring them here." He didn't answer, but instead showed her where the clothes were. "They are in the pool! But how did they..."

"Maybe we went for a swim?" Now she understood the look on his face. "A little disappointed that I don't remember it. But we could do a little repeat performance tonight..."

She actually liked the idea, but wasn't going to voice it. /You are his girlfriend. So you should be all up for that. Who are you? Your inner voice. I have an inner voice? Yeah all the psyches block me out, before. Oh so how do we get the clothes out? Well.../

"Rogue what are yo' doin?" Rogue stooped down and pulled off his shoes and then his shirt. Smiling she kissed him before pushing him into the water.

"Remember ta get all the clothes." She called over her shoulder as she walked away. It was wrong, she knew it, but he was probably the one who talked her into doing it, so he should get it out. /I do feel sorry, though. I'll just have to make it up to him later./

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Remy staggered to the bathroom. After enjoying the cold swim he was met at the door by Scott who informed him that he missed the session, and would have to repeat it on his own. Thinking that it wouldn't be so bad he was instantly proven wrong by the robots, spinning blades, and other weapons designed for a group session.

Barely making it out of there alive, Cyclops apologized babbling about how he went too far, and what he did wasn't right. Remy just nodded and said he forgave him just to get out of there.

Halfway down the hallway he saw Rogue leaning against his door, still wearing the same thing from the morning. Part of him was a little mad from the early swim he got so he walked as straight as he could right past her.

Before he could reach the bathroom door Rogue caught up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Standing on her toes her mouth came up to his ear.

"Ah'm sorry bout earlier. Meet me in yar room later. Ah have a little surprise for ya." With a quick peck on the lips she left him standing there with a towel now draped over his shoulder. Taking the hint he quickly took a shower, at least as quickly as he could with all the bruises that he had. Wrapping the towel around his waist he exited the place and made his way to his room.

Opening the door he found his it vacant of any other life. Feeling let down he collapsed onto the bed his back facing the ceiling. Only a second later the door was opened and he heard the light footsteps of a girl, which was undoubtedly Rogue.

"Sorry ah'm late. Ah needed ta get some things." Now that he was laying down he really didn't want to get up, and he cursed the training session. "Stay like that."

Following her commands he didn't move, but instead listened to what was going on in the room. Next to the dresser, which was the other side of where Remy was looking, he could hear a couple bottles being deposited on the surface. Then the bed sagged as another body got on it.

"What are yo'....doin'?" In the middle of his sentence a warm wet hand pressed at his neck at certain points. /She's giving me a massage./ The tension from his neck disappeared and then from his shoulders all the way to his lower back. It was bliss. "Where did yo' learn to do dis, petite?"

"It was one of the classes at my school. We had ta learn stress-relievin techniques and it was either massage or meditation for an hour." As his body became more relaxed he began to fall asleep. "And ah really didn't want ta sit there for an hour breathin in and then breathin out."

"Hummm." It was nearly impossible for him to keep awake now. A couple thoughts came to his mind as he began to fall asleep. How the hell did she get so good at this, and that this is the first time today that SHE touched HIM.

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Rogue sat in the chair reading one of her books and occasionally glancing at the Cajun sleeping in front of her. She had heard from Jubilee, who was watching with a group of girls how the session went, that Remy was really getting hurt out there.

Jean actually made Scott go and apologize for making Remy go through that. Then she figured out the perfect way to make him feel better and make up for pushing him into the pool.

Everything went perfectly well and they still had another two hours before dinner to do whatever they wanted. That was if Remy ever wakes up. As if hearing her thoughts, Remy finally moved onto his back and opened his eyes in Rogue's direction.

At first he seemed confused but then the smirk was back in place and he called her over to the bed. Setting the book on the dresser she slipped into bed with him and wrapped herself around his body. The bruises that he had before, faded somewhat and left behind a couple of scars that didn't look new. She left it alone though. He was happy and she didn't want to spoil the moment by asking what happened to him.

Kissing him tentivly she waited for his response. He was very beat up when he came in so he might just want to rest, but this was Remy she was thinking about. So as soon as she moved away he pulled her back into another kiss. Moving their bodies under the blanket his skilled hands moved everywhere.

And with a little surprise her hands followed a similar pattern on him. He clearly was finding her top annoying but she kept it on. She just wasn't ready for that yet. So taking the hint he eased up on the exploration and continued with the kissing. When it started to heat up again a piercing ringing sound resounded in the room.

"Damn it." Remy reached for his cell phone holding Rogue back, as she tried to make a grab for it. She smiled when he handed her the phone. So she knew it was either a telemarketer or a wrong number call. But she still wanted to say those words again.

"Hello Remy's girlfriend speakin." The person at the other end was silent for awhile before a familiar voice came on.

"Rogue?" A face was triggered in her mind, but she had to be sure.

"Yes? who is this?" Before the next words came out she knew who it was. There was no mistaking it.

"Bella Donna. Could yo' hand de phone over to my husband?" There was hint of anger in her voice, but Rogue couldn't believe what she heard. Looking down at Remy she saw him attentively looking at her. Like he knew something was wrong, but still she couldn't believe it. So instead of thinking about it, she did what she was asked.

"It's yar wife." In a second his face showed a multitude of emotions: surprise, fear...guilt. /It's true./ Her mind couldn't even begin to process what happened. All she knew was that she was angry and she wanted to hurt him. She could punch him, beat him to death, but she chose a different method. With a quick movement she slapped him, hard, across the cheek. There was just something final about doing that.

Moving from the bed she could hear him tell his wife that he would call her back. It felt like a stab through the chest.

"Chere, wait! I can explain!" The words were comical. She could remember all the movies where the guy says that. Sometimes it's true, there is a reason behind all of it, and other times there isn't anything. They just want you to stay so they could sweet-talk you with more lies. Getting up from the bed his hand clasped itself around her wrist.

"Don't touch mah!" Snapping her hand way she looked back at the hurt expression on his face without any feeling. "Why don't ya go talk ta yar wife."

The sharp words were the last thing she said to him as she ran out of the room back to her own. Her feet stomped on the floor as she kept on going passing through the hallways. All she could think of was getting as far away from him as possible. She finally made it to her room. Sliding into her bed she curled into a ball, her eyes tightly shut as she tried to make the pain go away.

Laying there, yesterday replayed itself in her mind. /Bella is in love with Remy, who never told me that he had a wife, and was dating me. There really are no good men left in the world./ The thought made her laugh as tiny droplets of tears fell from her eyes. /What did I expect? He is a thief. He stole my heart./ The laughter kept on coming.

/I should have known better. He was too good to me. He couldn't like me. Afterwards he would have told me it was over./ The laughter died away leaving the tears now streaming down her face. /He used me. I was a challenge./

The pillow soaked up her tears as they poured down her face.

/Who would want the untouchable, anyways?/

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Author's Note: At least I gave you a chapter full of them being together ! And THEN I messed up their lives! So nobody's mad, right?

Reviews:

PomegranateQueen: Well he did royally mess up this time. But they have to make up eventually. After a whole lot of angst and drama first.

Aro: Yeah, they really do have problems, but it makes them a better couple to write about.

Star-of-Chaos: So you wouldn't mind that every chapter from now on leaves you hanging? I'll just have to test that out.

Caliente: They were together for the major part of this chapter, and then it got screwed up. So you got a little more Romy moments.

lonewolf: Well it was a girl, Bella. Which girl were you thinking about?

TigerStorm: It was not evil! Just misguided. And about the drink you know Rogue wouldn't use Jean's power to tip the girl's drink onto her clothes out of jealously right?

chinxy: Rogue didn't find out from the kiss at least. And you just have to add Bella in there to screw with them.

enchantedlight: Thanks for reading my stories. These type of reviews always cheer me up.

ishandahalf: Their whole relationship was full of bad timings. So nothing's new.

DemonRogue13: Thank you! I try.

Misa1124: Their relationship is just full of problems but it keeps it interesting at least.

JexyBaby: I think the beginning part I answered in the story, but for the rest... I always thought they would get along too. Hey they have good taste in men, too. But all girls like Remy so they share that similarity with a whole lot of people. And about her own comment sadly she did take her own advice. Then Remy's way of thinking and acting. He wants some so he acts nice to gets some. (I think that made sense.) And the short review would be easier to handle but less enjoyable. So your call I would try to answer everything you ask (Unless it's secret) So keep it coming!