Chapter Two
It was midnight once again and Rogue was sitting out on the balcony writing in her diary. The night air wasn't cold or hot, the perfect temperature so she decided to write outside and enjoy the night.
~Diary, Today started out good, got bad, and then went back to good. I did okay on my test, but when I was walking home some punks started to hassle me. Now this is where it gets bad. They were really going to hurt me until he showed up. Gambit. This is obviously where it got good again. He saved me from the jerks and touched my cheek. Okay, so he's on the bad guys side, but so was I. I don't know a lot about him but I know he really is a good guy deep inside. Maybe he just hasn't been given the opportunity to switch sides yet...~
She stopped writing; she thought she'd heard something. Closing the book and slipping it underneath the chair she walked over the balcony's railing. Carefully she eyed the grounds they were empty. Shrugging off the feeling that someone was definitely there, watching her, she turned around and saw that the balcony doors were closed.
"What the..." Starting towards them she felt a hand grasp her shoulder.
"Going in already, cherie?" Rogue froze. Slowly she turned around to see him there, in a tight black shirt with black jeans on, not to mention his ever-present trench coat and sunglasses.
"What are you doing here?!" She whispered fiercely, if the Professor was awake...
"I was going to ask you the same thing," He retorted eyeing her nightgown that showed a lot of skin. "Obviously you weren't planning on going out." Crossing her arms over her chest she glared at him.
"I was enjoying the night air, there a law against it?" He chuckled and shook his head.
"No, but your lying. You were writing something... what was it?" Rogue's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"You were watching me?!"
"Let's just say you captured my attention, and held it cherie." He took out a deck of cards and began to shuffle them in his hands while she watched him warily. As if he could read her thoughts he said, a little gruffly, as if hurt by her thinking it, "If I was going to hurt you cherie, I would've done it the other day."
"Then why are you here, why did you help me?" She demanded and he sighed, putting the cards away in one of his many trench coat pockets.
"You needed help, I would have done the same for anyone else."
"That's not true and you know it." She retorted and he grinned.
"You know more about me than I expected cherie. I'm pleased." Rolling her eyes she waved away his words.
"So, you helped me when you really shouldn't have, and now your here. Mind explaining it to me?" Gambit grinned.
"Actually I think I'll just keep it to myself. And I have to go, your wolf is on my scent." Right on cue Wolverine crashed through her balcony doors with his claws drawn. Never taking his eyes off Gambit he shouted to Rogue.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" He circled Gambit who in turn circled him as well.
"No Logan! We were just talking!" Rogue pleaded latching onto his right arm and stopping him. Gambit grinned and took a step back and put his hand on the railing.
"Merci my cherie. Sleep well." Then in a blink of an eye he was over the railing and running across the grounds, sending charged cards at the automatic defense systems.
Logan turned to her and grabbed her by the upper arm. "You've got a lot of explaining to do, half pint." She sighed as he tugged her through the mess of glass and plaster that was once her balcony doors.
Kitty was sitting in her bed with a look of surprise and looking at Logan to make sure he wasn't looking at her, gave Rogue thumbs up. She smiled at her and tried to do the same thing but by then her and Logan were out the door and on their way to Professor Xavier's office.
Everyone with rooms along the hall had stuck their heads out their door to see what the commotion was. "Honestly Rogue, of all the boys you pick that Cajun, I thought you had more sense." He growled and everyone grinned at each other from their rooms while she blushed.
"Logan your making it sound like it was something when it wasn't!" She argued and he simply tugged on her arm to keep her close.
"I want to know why he's so interested in you," He growled and Rogue felt fury wash over her.
"What's wrong with being interested in me?! I'm a girl too." She tugged back at her arm, trying to free herself and Logan turned to face her, surprised.
"You know I didn't mean it like that Rogue, calm down." They arrived at the Professor's office and he shoved open the door. Large windows that reached from the floor to the ceiling surrounded the room with long drapes. Most of them were open so the night air could come in.
And behind his desk sat the Professor, in his nightclothes. Logan sat Rogue in the chair in front of the desk and stood next to it.
"Good evening Rogue." He spoke politely, that was one of the things that she really liked about him. He hardly ever yelled or scolded in a harsh tone. It made him seem as if he was suggesting something instead of telling you.
"Evening Professor." She replied and he smiled.
"Now, would you mind telling me what Gambit was doing on your balcony?" He put the tips of his fingers together and watched her intently.
She couldn't help but smile. "So you were awake." Laughing he nodded and motioned for her to continue. "I honestly don't know Professor, I heard something, so I went to the railing and I didn't see anything. Then when I turned around the doors were closed and he appeared behind me. Quite a trick, wouldn't you say?"
Laughing again the Professor leaned back in his chair. "Gambit has the thief sneak, as I like to call it. Can get anywhere without someone noticing and then leaves just as quickly. Like for instance, we didn't even noticed when he sneaked into the room through the window, eavesdropping. Hello Gambit."
Startled, Rogue and Logan turned towards an open window and Gambit stepped out from the shadows grinning. "Thought if the conversation was about me I had a right to be included." Instantly Logan's claws were out and the Professor spoke quickly.
"Calm down Logan, he means us no harm. Especially Rogue." His claws retracted and Gambit continued walking until he was at the desk.
"He's on Magneto's side Charles!" Wolverine snarled and before he could speak Gambit held up his hand.
"Non, not anymore wolfie. Gambit's here now." The other's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"What do you mean?" Rogue asked, puzzled. Gambit simply took out his deck of cards and began to shuffle them in his hands.
"I quit. He wanted me to do something and I refused. It's as simple as that cherie." Logan snorted in disbelief and Charles frowned, then smiled.
"Oh... I see." Quick as a wink a charged card was in front of his face.
"You snuck in, and stole a piece of information homme, I don't like not being able to think without someone being able to read my thoughts." Charles nodded and he uncharged the card and it fell on the desk. Logan growled and before he could move Charles spoke again.
"Get to bed Rogue, it's late. Logan, you may escort her if you wish. Gambit stay here, I wish to speak with you on that matter..." Slowly she stood and glanced toward him.
"Don't fear cherie, your Professor won't hurt me, goodnight." She smiled and left with Logan behind her muting about turning the damn Cajun into gumbo. Once the door was closed he flopped into the chair that Rogue had sat in. Charles suddenly looked tired.
"Gambit, why did you do what you did?"
Flashback:
Gambit sat in the chair opposite Magneto. "What do you want done now, homme?" He asked, lazily.
"I want you to capture the girl, Rogue. Remember you gave her that charged card?" He said making the paperclips on his desk dance. Gambit sat straight up in his chair.
"Rogue, you want Rogue? What for?"
Magneto eyed him, "She is powerful, more powerful than any mutant. I want her, I don't care how you get her, knock her out, cut some limbs off, whatever."
Instantly the cards that were in his pocket flew out, charged, into the walls, everywhere. Magneto raised his eyebrows at the furious look on Gambit's face.
"You want to hurt her! Just use her by force! I don't think so homme. I quit. And you can rest assured I'll watch over her, you won't get your damn hands on her." Roughly he kicked back his chair and stalked out of the room.
"Interesting..."
Flashback Ends:
"He would have done anything to get the fille. Hurt her even." He snarled and felt the cards charge in his hands.
"He said he didn't care how you got her, you wouldn't have had to use force. You just didn't like the idea that he'd force her, use her. You don't want any harm to come to her, do you Gambit?" His face flushed, and he put the cards away into his pocket.
"So?"
Sighing the Professor leaned back in his chair. "Gambit, this whole thing is tiring. I don't want to have to calm Logan down every time you're watching over her. So, how about I extend an invitation? Your welcome to stay here, you'd be closer to her, in fact you can room with her step brother, Kurt."
Slowly Gambit nodded. "All right... I'll stay here. Just keep your wolf away from the fille and me. He makes me uneasy. Never did like damn wolves."s
It was midnight once again and Rogue was sitting out on the balcony writing in her diary. The night air wasn't cold or hot, the perfect temperature so she decided to write outside and enjoy the night.
~Diary, Today started out good, got bad, and then went back to good. I did okay on my test, but when I was walking home some punks started to hassle me. Now this is where it gets bad. They were really going to hurt me until he showed up. Gambit. This is obviously where it got good again. He saved me from the jerks and touched my cheek. Okay, so he's on the bad guys side, but so was I. I don't know a lot about him but I know he really is a good guy deep inside. Maybe he just hasn't been given the opportunity to switch sides yet...~
She stopped writing; she thought she'd heard something. Closing the book and slipping it underneath the chair she walked over the balcony's railing. Carefully she eyed the grounds they were empty. Shrugging off the feeling that someone was definitely there, watching her, she turned around and saw that the balcony doors were closed.
"What the..." Starting towards them she felt a hand grasp her shoulder.
"Going in already, cherie?" Rogue froze. Slowly she turned around to see him there, in a tight black shirt with black jeans on, not to mention his ever-present trench coat and sunglasses.
"What are you doing here?!" She whispered fiercely, if the Professor was awake...
"I was going to ask you the same thing," He retorted eyeing her nightgown that showed a lot of skin. "Obviously you weren't planning on going out." Crossing her arms over her chest she glared at him.
"I was enjoying the night air, there a law against it?" He chuckled and shook his head.
"No, but your lying. You were writing something... what was it?" Rogue's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"You were watching me?!"
"Let's just say you captured my attention, and held it cherie." He took out a deck of cards and began to shuffle them in his hands while she watched him warily. As if he could read her thoughts he said, a little gruffly, as if hurt by her thinking it, "If I was going to hurt you cherie, I would've done it the other day."
"Then why are you here, why did you help me?" She demanded and he sighed, putting the cards away in one of his many trench coat pockets.
"You needed help, I would have done the same for anyone else."
"That's not true and you know it." She retorted and he grinned.
"You know more about me than I expected cherie. I'm pleased." Rolling her eyes she waved away his words.
"So, you helped me when you really shouldn't have, and now your here. Mind explaining it to me?" Gambit grinned.
"Actually I think I'll just keep it to myself. And I have to go, your wolf is on my scent." Right on cue Wolverine crashed through her balcony doors with his claws drawn. Never taking his eyes off Gambit he shouted to Rogue.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" He circled Gambit who in turn circled him as well.
"No Logan! We were just talking!" Rogue pleaded latching onto his right arm and stopping him. Gambit grinned and took a step back and put his hand on the railing.
"Merci my cherie. Sleep well." Then in a blink of an eye he was over the railing and running across the grounds, sending charged cards at the automatic defense systems.
Logan turned to her and grabbed her by the upper arm. "You've got a lot of explaining to do, half pint." She sighed as he tugged her through the mess of glass and plaster that was once her balcony doors.
Kitty was sitting in her bed with a look of surprise and looking at Logan to make sure he wasn't looking at her, gave Rogue thumbs up. She smiled at her and tried to do the same thing but by then her and Logan were out the door and on their way to Professor Xavier's office.
Everyone with rooms along the hall had stuck their heads out their door to see what the commotion was. "Honestly Rogue, of all the boys you pick that Cajun, I thought you had more sense." He growled and everyone grinned at each other from their rooms while she blushed.
"Logan your making it sound like it was something when it wasn't!" She argued and he simply tugged on her arm to keep her close.
"I want to know why he's so interested in you," He growled and Rogue felt fury wash over her.
"What's wrong with being interested in me?! I'm a girl too." She tugged back at her arm, trying to free herself and Logan turned to face her, surprised.
"You know I didn't mean it like that Rogue, calm down." They arrived at the Professor's office and he shoved open the door. Large windows that reached from the floor to the ceiling surrounded the room with long drapes. Most of them were open so the night air could come in.
And behind his desk sat the Professor, in his nightclothes. Logan sat Rogue in the chair in front of the desk and stood next to it.
"Good evening Rogue." He spoke politely, that was one of the things that she really liked about him. He hardly ever yelled or scolded in a harsh tone. It made him seem as if he was suggesting something instead of telling you.
"Evening Professor." She replied and he smiled.
"Now, would you mind telling me what Gambit was doing on your balcony?" He put the tips of his fingers together and watched her intently.
She couldn't help but smile. "So you were awake." Laughing he nodded and motioned for her to continue. "I honestly don't know Professor, I heard something, so I went to the railing and I didn't see anything. Then when I turned around the doors were closed and he appeared behind me. Quite a trick, wouldn't you say?"
Laughing again the Professor leaned back in his chair. "Gambit has the thief sneak, as I like to call it. Can get anywhere without someone noticing and then leaves just as quickly. Like for instance, we didn't even noticed when he sneaked into the room through the window, eavesdropping. Hello Gambit."
Startled, Rogue and Logan turned towards an open window and Gambit stepped out from the shadows grinning. "Thought if the conversation was about me I had a right to be included." Instantly Logan's claws were out and the Professor spoke quickly.
"Calm down Logan, he means us no harm. Especially Rogue." His claws retracted and Gambit continued walking until he was at the desk.
"He's on Magneto's side Charles!" Wolverine snarled and before he could speak Gambit held up his hand.
"Non, not anymore wolfie. Gambit's here now." The other's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"What do you mean?" Rogue asked, puzzled. Gambit simply took out his deck of cards and began to shuffle them in his hands.
"I quit. He wanted me to do something and I refused. It's as simple as that cherie." Logan snorted in disbelief and Charles frowned, then smiled.
"Oh... I see." Quick as a wink a charged card was in front of his face.
"You snuck in, and stole a piece of information homme, I don't like not being able to think without someone being able to read my thoughts." Charles nodded and he uncharged the card and it fell on the desk. Logan growled and before he could move Charles spoke again.
"Get to bed Rogue, it's late. Logan, you may escort her if you wish. Gambit stay here, I wish to speak with you on that matter..." Slowly she stood and glanced toward him.
"Don't fear cherie, your Professor won't hurt me, goodnight." She smiled and left with Logan behind her muting about turning the damn Cajun into gumbo. Once the door was closed he flopped into the chair that Rogue had sat in. Charles suddenly looked tired.
"Gambit, why did you do what you did?"
Flashback:
Gambit sat in the chair opposite Magneto. "What do you want done now, homme?" He asked, lazily.
"I want you to capture the girl, Rogue. Remember you gave her that charged card?" He said making the paperclips on his desk dance. Gambit sat straight up in his chair.
"Rogue, you want Rogue? What for?"
Magneto eyed him, "She is powerful, more powerful than any mutant. I want her, I don't care how you get her, knock her out, cut some limbs off, whatever."
Instantly the cards that were in his pocket flew out, charged, into the walls, everywhere. Magneto raised his eyebrows at the furious look on Gambit's face.
"You want to hurt her! Just use her by force! I don't think so homme. I quit. And you can rest assured I'll watch over her, you won't get your damn hands on her." Roughly he kicked back his chair and stalked out of the room.
"Interesting..."
Flashback Ends:
"He would have done anything to get the fille. Hurt her even." He snarled and felt the cards charge in his hands.
"He said he didn't care how you got her, you wouldn't have had to use force. You just didn't like the idea that he'd force her, use her. You don't want any harm to come to her, do you Gambit?" His face flushed, and he put the cards away into his pocket.
"So?"
Sighing the Professor leaned back in his chair. "Gambit, this whole thing is tiring. I don't want to have to calm Logan down every time you're watching over her. So, how about I extend an invitation? Your welcome to stay here, you'd be closer to her, in fact you can room with her step brother, Kurt."
Slowly Gambit nodded. "All right... I'll stay here. Just keep your wolf away from the fille and me. He makes me uneasy. Never did like damn wolves."s