Chapter 4
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Remy walked into his French class, her French class, their French class. He looked at her as he walked by, but she averted her eyes. His smirk widened as he took the seat that was two seats behind her. Her shoulders tensed as if she knew he was watching her. His smirk widened. He then saw a playing card sticking out of her back pocket. His smirk became a smile.
Remy glanced at his watch. "One more minute…" he said it just above a whisper, it was for her ears only, and he knew she had heard. Her shoulders immediately loosened, and he could just imagine the confusion that was no doubt on her face.
Rogue hesitated. 'One more minute till what?' she thought. She started to turn to ask him, but stopped, remembering who was behind her in the first place. She snapped back to facing front, hoping he hadn't noticed her move in the first place.
"Fifty seconds…" Remy rested his head on his hand as he gazed out the window as if nothing of importance was going to happen.
'Till what!' Rogue screamed inside her head. 'Maybe… maybe it's a… a… a BOMB! What if it's a bomb Rogue?!' her eyes darted from side to side as she continued to debate turning around. 'I have to know… It could be dangerous… lives could be at stake…' she panicked, 'or maybe its just a bluff, nothings going to happen, its just his sick idea of an ice breaker.'
"Forty seconds…" Remy kept his voice down, he could tell by her restless motions she had heard him, and was no doubt anxious about what he was counting down for. He smirked. "Thirty-five seconds…"
'Don't turn around! Don't give in!' Rogue began to breath heavier, 'I have to know... I have to…' 'DON'T TURN AROUND!' before she could continue arguing with herself, she took the initiative, she turned slowly to look at him, "What are you counting down?"
Remy was a little surprised, as if he had expected her to last longer. Though you would have never guessed it by looking at his face. "Well chere, Remy got you a little gift." He paused as he removed his head from his hand. "You like gifts, no?"
"Not from you I don't." Rogue crossed her arms sternly, but then looked down at the floor, "What is it? I mean, I don't care what it is but… why are you counting down?"
Remy smiled as he looked at his watch, "Well chere, you'll find out in about twenty seconds." He smiled wider as her face appeared more nervous.
"What did you do?!" she demanded as she brought her gaze back to his face.
He smiled and tilted his head a little to one side, "Did you do your French homework?"
'What was he getting at?' Rogue's forehead scrunched smaller as she looked at him confused, "What's going to happen in twenty seconds?"
"Well now it's more like fifteen, but did you do your French homework?"
"Well, no, I didn't, I … I was… I was a little preoccupied last night. I never got around to it."
Remy smiled, "No doubt thinking of moi, no?"
"Don't be so sure of yourself Cajun! But what did u do, what's going to happen in… in…?"
"Ten seconds? Oh nothing, just a favor…" He smiled and winked at her as she morphed from confusion to rage. Her mouth worked up and down as she began to hurl insults but was cut off, "five…four…" Remy lifted up three fingers. He let one down, leaving two. Then another, leaving only one. His smile grew. With a flip of his wrist, his remaining finger pointed up at the load speaker above the doorway of the classroom.
Rogue's eyes followed his pointing finger, as if not by choice. As soon as she was facing the door, the fire alarm went off. Her jaw just dropped, while everyone else in the classroom stood up and began talking.
"Everyone please!" the teacher tried to get everyone's attention, "Please get in a single file line and keep quiet. This fire drill was NOT scheduled, and should be kept very serious!"
The teacher continued to bark orders at the mob of talkative students. But Rogue was left to her thoughts. 'How did he? How did he know?' she shook her head in disbelief. 'He must have started a fi-' but she was cut off as a hand gently pulled her out of her seat.
"Come on chere," he smiled as her eyes went to his, "This fire drill was NOT scheduled, and should be kept very serious!" he said as he did his best to not talk through his own French accent, and assume the old raspy voice of their French teacher.
Rogue did not smile, and instead pulled her hand out of his own. "How did you?…" her head still shaking in disbelief.
"Magic…" Remy shrugged his shoulders, but smirked wildly, as if saying he knew exactly what happened but was not about to tell her.
"Magic? Magic?!" her eyes widened, "You mean your powers?" her voice dropped in volume.
"Oh you're a smart one chere." He said with a hint of sarcasm. He linked his arm in hers and began towards the door.
Rogue walked with him a bit, still thrown off by how, by what he had done, by why… She shook out of his arm "Why?!"
He looked at her, this time showing his confusion. "Remy has already been over this, it's a gift." He smiled at his own generosity, though she obviously did not see how any of this was in her best interest.
"What are you talking about?"
He sighed and shook his head, "And just when Remy went and called you smart…" He looked at her again, and smiled "You didn't do your homework. Now you won't get in trouble chere."
"But…" Rogue looked form his right eye to his left, and back again, "You didn't know that I didn't do it until after you set up what ever the hell you set up…"
"Call it a lucky guess, Remy, … Remy can sense these things ok?" He looked at her, waiting for anything to click. "Look we got to go, don't they take attendance out side or something? Come on." Remy took her arm again. After only a few steps, she shook out of his grasp, but continued to follow him down the hall.
"Where are we going, I think the rest of the class is over that way…"
Remy shrugged his shoulders, "No, I saw an exit over here, we'll be fine." He reached back and grabbed her wrist, pulling her a little faster. "Come on."
The two made a few quick turns and went through a pair of doors. Rogue found her self in the courtyard, outside, but nowhere near where all the students were to meet. "Why are we here?" Rogue looked through a few of the windows into completely empty classrooms, when she suddenly felt a hand on her butt. She turned around quickly to see Remy with a wild smirk. "How dare you!" she raised her hand to smack him, when she saw him raise his hand to her eye level. He held a card, her card, the Ace of hearts.
"I see you found my gift." His smile widened as her face became more plastered with anger.
"I… I was… I was just looking for a garbage can to throw that into!" she spat the words at him, not even convincing her self of those intentions.
"Really?" his right eyebrow lifted. "And you just couldn't find a garbage can in your other three classes this morning?"
"Well no! I mean… I just couldn't find the time to…"
He cut her off by placing his two gloved fingers over her lips. He shook his head laughing to himself, as he looked down to the ground in between them. "Chere, you don't have to explain yourself to Remy…" he laughed a little more as he lowered his hand, and clicked a button on his watch. He raised his head to look at her in the eyes, with his eyes, his real eyes.
Rogue almost forgot how angry she was at that moment when she saw his eyes. "Those eyes…" she said to her self. She stared blankly. Then it hit her. "It was you!" she shouted and backed away a little as she raised a finger to point at Remy.
"Yeah, Remy made the fire alarms go off, we've been over this…"
"No, no… it was you… in my dream this morning…" her hand went up to her temple, as she lowered her eyes to the ground. The dream suddenly rushing back to her like she had just run into a wall. All at once, it flowed into her mind.
Remy chuckled, "Knew you were to "preoccupied" last night thinking of moi to do your homework." Remy laughed harder. "Just didn't know Remy was already in your dreams."
"NO! no, not like that." She dropped her arm to look him in the face. "I'm not even sure it was you… I just, I just think it was you. That's all."
"So?"
"So what?"
"Was Remy any good?" his smirk returned as Rogue blushed with anger. "Don't bother to answer that, Remy is always good, even in dreams."
"We didn't… !" Rogue shook her head as she clenched her hands into fists she turned and walked back to the door they had come out of. She paused in front of the door, half open. With out looking behind her she said, "Just leave me alone Swamp Rat." She started through the door, but then stopped again, "Oh, and don't you EVER call me "Roguey" again!"
With that she was gone, and Remy was alone. He looked at the Ace in his hands, and began to laugh. "Roguey?" He laughed harder, having forgotten the nickname he had given her yesterday. "Oh that was a good one chere, you will definitely be hearing that one again soon."
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Remy regained his composure, and walked to the very same door Rogue had just exited from. 'Why waist a perfectly good unsupervised hallway?' he thought as he walked down the deserted hallway. He stopped, and looked to his right. There on the wall was a fire alarm. Remy laughed a little to himself as he reached for the little lever that read 'Pull incase of fire'
Using his kinetic energy, Gambit charged the lever, and it began to glow. He stood there a moment, and then went on his way. "Five minutes…" he said out loud to himself as he walked down the hallway, and out the front doors.
He made his way to the parking lot and got onto a motorcycle. "Four minutes... " He sat there, looking intently on the students and teachers making there way back into the school. Fire trucks drove by him, on their way back to the station from their "false alarm" Remy smiled. He started his bike and pulled out of the spot. As much as he would have wanted to stay and watch everyone leave the school again, and the fire trucks return, he figured it was for the best that he use this time to escape, instead of during the havoc of what was now three and a half minutes away. He smiled wider, as he sped out of the parking lot and down the road.
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(A/N: I figured you guys wouldn't let it down if I didn't let you know how he made the alarms go off.
Thanks everyone for the awesome reviews, I really didn't expect any feed back at all, and then like BAM right off the bat I get a bunch of real positive things. Thanks so much ^_^
A bunch of you mentioned to not let Rogue give in so easily, and trust me, that is DEFINITELY not going to happen. Well it will eventually, but those fan fics that have her go all mushy every time she sees him, I don't know, that's just not what this ones going to be at all. The reason Gambit and Rogue are my favorite X-men Couple, is because of how much they don't get along, you know? I mean, they are made perfectly for each other, but there relationship is anything but perfect. I love how persistent Gambit is, and how reluctant Rogue is to let him close to her. But in the end they do end up loving each other, and its smooth sailing from they're on right? WRONG!
Even after saying they love each other, Gambit's past has to come back to haunt them, time and time again. That's why the whole Jean/Scott relationship is so boring to me. I mean, no real struggles, no real problems, other than them feeling weird around the other x-men. (Well besides the whole Jean being possessed by a phoenix, but that's a whole other story line all together…)
any who… thanks again for all the great reviews!!
p.s. I'm no good at naming the chapters, please suggest names for these past four chapters in your reviews.
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Remy walked into his French class, her French class, their French class. He looked at her as he walked by, but she averted her eyes. His smirk widened as he took the seat that was two seats behind her. Her shoulders tensed as if she knew he was watching her. His smirk widened. He then saw a playing card sticking out of her back pocket. His smirk became a smile.
Remy glanced at his watch. "One more minute…" he said it just above a whisper, it was for her ears only, and he knew she had heard. Her shoulders immediately loosened, and he could just imagine the confusion that was no doubt on her face.
Rogue hesitated. 'One more minute till what?' she thought. She started to turn to ask him, but stopped, remembering who was behind her in the first place. She snapped back to facing front, hoping he hadn't noticed her move in the first place.
"Fifty seconds…" Remy rested his head on his hand as he gazed out the window as if nothing of importance was going to happen.
'Till what!' Rogue screamed inside her head. 'Maybe… maybe it's a… a… a BOMB! What if it's a bomb Rogue?!' her eyes darted from side to side as she continued to debate turning around. 'I have to know… It could be dangerous… lives could be at stake…' she panicked, 'or maybe its just a bluff, nothings going to happen, its just his sick idea of an ice breaker.'
"Forty seconds…" Remy kept his voice down, he could tell by her restless motions she had heard him, and was no doubt anxious about what he was counting down for. He smirked. "Thirty-five seconds…"
'Don't turn around! Don't give in!' Rogue began to breath heavier, 'I have to know... I have to…' 'DON'T TURN AROUND!' before she could continue arguing with herself, she took the initiative, she turned slowly to look at him, "What are you counting down?"
Remy was a little surprised, as if he had expected her to last longer. Though you would have never guessed it by looking at his face. "Well chere, Remy got you a little gift." He paused as he removed his head from his hand. "You like gifts, no?"
"Not from you I don't." Rogue crossed her arms sternly, but then looked down at the floor, "What is it? I mean, I don't care what it is but… why are you counting down?"
Remy smiled as he looked at his watch, "Well chere, you'll find out in about twenty seconds." He smiled wider as her face appeared more nervous.
"What did you do?!" she demanded as she brought her gaze back to his face.
He smiled and tilted his head a little to one side, "Did you do your French homework?"
'What was he getting at?' Rogue's forehead scrunched smaller as she looked at him confused, "What's going to happen in twenty seconds?"
"Well now it's more like fifteen, but did you do your French homework?"
"Well, no, I didn't, I … I was… I was a little preoccupied last night. I never got around to it."
Remy smiled, "No doubt thinking of moi, no?"
"Don't be so sure of yourself Cajun! But what did u do, what's going to happen in… in…?"
"Ten seconds? Oh nothing, just a favor…" He smiled and winked at her as she morphed from confusion to rage. Her mouth worked up and down as she began to hurl insults but was cut off, "five…four…" Remy lifted up three fingers. He let one down, leaving two. Then another, leaving only one. His smile grew. With a flip of his wrist, his remaining finger pointed up at the load speaker above the doorway of the classroom.
Rogue's eyes followed his pointing finger, as if not by choice. As soon as she was facing the door, the fire alarm went off. Her jaw just dropped, while everyone else in the classroom stood up and began talking.
"Everyone please!" the teacher tried to get everyone's attention, "Please get in a single file line and keep quiet. This fire drill was NOT scheduled, and should be kept very serious!"
The teacher continued to bark orders at the mob of talkative students. But Rogue was left to her thoughts. 'How did he? How did he know?' she shook her head in disbelief. 'He must have started a fi-' but she was cut off as a hand gently pulled her out of her seat.
"Come on chere," he smiled as her eyes went to his, "This fire drill was NOT scheduled, and should be kept very serious!" he said as he did his best to not talk through his own French accent, and assume the old raspy voice of their French teacher.
Rogue did not smile, and instead pulled her hand out of his own. "How did you?…" her head still shaking in disbelief.
"Magic…" Remy shrugged his shoulders, but smirked wildly, as if saying he knew exactly what happened but was not about to tell her.
"Magic? Magic?!" her eyes widened, "You mean your powers?" her voice dropped in volume.
"Oh you're a smart one chere." He said with a hint of sarcasm. He linked his arm in hers and began towards the door.
Rogue walked with him a bit, still thrown off by how, by what he had done, by why… She shook out of his arm "Why?!"
He looked at her, this time showing his confusion. "Remy has already been over this, it's a gift." He smiled at his own generosity, though she obviously did not see how any of this was in her best interest.
"What are you talking about?"
He sighed and shook his head, "And just when Remy went and called you smart…" He looked at her again, and smiled "You didn't do your homework. Now you won't get in trouble chere."
"But…" Rogue looked form his right eye to his left, and back again, "You didn't know that I didn't do it until after you set up what ever the hell you set up…"
"Call it a lucky guess, Remy, … Remy can sense these things ok?" He looked at her, waiting for anything to click. "Look we got to go, don't they take attendance out side or something? Come on." Remy took her arm again. After only a few steps, she shook out of his grasp, but continued to follow him down the hall.
"Where are we going, I think the rest of the class is over that way…"
Remy shrugged his shoulders, "No, I saw an exit over here, we'll be fine." He reached back and grabbed her wrist, pulling her a little faster. "Come on."
The two made a few quick turns and went through a pair of doors. Rogue found her self in the courtyard, outside, but nowhere near where all the students were to meet. "Why are we here?" Rogue looked through a few of the windows into completely empty classrooms, when she suddenly felt a hand on her butt. She turned around quickly to see Remy with a wild smirk. "How dare you!" she raised her hand to smack him, when she saw him raise his hand to her eye level. He held a card, her card, the Ace of hearts.
"I see you found my gift." His smile widened as her face became more plastered with anger.
"I… I was… I was just looking for a garbage can to throw that into!" she spat the words at him, not even convincing her self of those intentions.
"Really?" his right eyebrow lifted. "And you just couldn't find a garbage can in your other three classes this morning?"
"Well no! I mean… I just couldn't find the time to…"
He cut her off by placing his two gloved fingers over her lips. He shook his head laughing to himself, as he looked down to the ground in between them. "Chere, you don't have to explain yourself to Remy…" he laughed a little more as he lowered his hand, and clicked a button on his watch. He raised his head to look at her in the eyes, with his eyes, his real eyes.
Rogue almost forgot how angry she was at that moment when she saw his eyes. "Those eyes…" she said to her self. She stared blankly. Then it hit her. "It was you!" she shouted and backed away a little as she raised a finger to point at Remy.
"Yeah, Remy made the fire alarms go off, we've been over this…"
"No, no… it was you… in my dream this morning…" her hand went up to her temple, as she lowered her eyes to the ground. The dream suddenly rushing back to her like she had just run into a wall. All at once, it flowed into her mind.
Remy chuckled, "Knew you were to "preoccupied" last night thinking of moi to do your homework." Remy laughed harder. "Just didn't know Remy was already in your dreams."
"NO! no, not like that." She dropped her arm to look him in the face. "I'm not even sure it was you… I just, I just think it was you. That's all."
"So?"
"So what?"
"Was Remy any good?" his smirk returned as Rogue blushed with anger. "Don't bother to answer that, Remy is always good, even in dreams."
"We didn't… !" Rogue shook her head as she clenched her hands into fists she turned and walked back to the door they had come out of. She paused in front of the door, half open. With out looking behind her she said, "Just leave me alone Swamp Rat." She started through the door, but then stopped again, "Oh, and don't you EVER call me "Roguey" again!"
With that she was gone, and Remy was alone. He looked at the Ace in his hands, and began to laugh. "Roguey?" He laughed harder, having forgotten the nickname he had given her yesterday. "Oh that was a good one chere, you will definitely be hearing that one again soon."
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Remy regained his composure, and walked to the very same door Rogue had just exited from. 'Why waist a perfectly good unsupervised hallway?' he thought as he walked down the deserted hallway. He stopped, and looked to his right. There on the wall was a fire alarm. Remy laughed a little to himself as he reached for the little lever that read 'Pull incase of fire'
Using his kinetic energy, Gambit charged the lever, and it began to glow. He stood there a moment, and then went on his way. "Five minutes…" he said out loud to himself as he walked down the hallway, and out the front doors.
He made his way to the parking lot and got onto a motorcycle. "Four minutes... " He sat there, looking intently on the students and teachers making there way back into the school. Fire trucks drove by him, on their way back to the station from their "false alarm" Remy smiled. He started his bike and pulled out of the spot. As much as he would have wanted to stay and watch everyone leave the school again, and the fire trucks return, he figured it was for the best that he use this time to escape, instead of during the havoc of what was now three and a half minutes away. He smiled wider, as he sped out of the parking lot and down the road.
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(A/N: I figured you guys wouldn't let it down if I didn't let you know how he made the alarms go off.
Thanks everyone for the awesome reviews, I really didn't expect any feed back at all, and then like BAM right off the bat I get a bunch of real positive things. Thanks so much ^_^
A bunch of you mentioned to not let Rogue give in so easily, and trust me, that is DEFINITELY not going to happen. Well it will eventually, but those fan fics that have her go all mushy every time she sees him, I don't know, that's just not what this ones going to be at all. The reason Gambit and Rogue are my favorite X-men Couple, is because of how much they don't get along, you know? I mean, they are made perfectly for each other, but there relationship is anything but perfect. I love how persistent Gambit is, and how reluctant Rogue is to let him close to her. But in the end they do end up loving each other, and its smooth sailing from they're on right? WRONG!
Even after saying they love each other, Gambit's past has to come back to haunt them, time and time again. That's why the whole Jean/Scott relationship is so boring to me. I mean, no real struggles, no real problems, other than them feeling weird around the other x-men. (Well besides the whole Jean being possessed by a phoenix, but that's a whole other story line all together…)
any who… thanks again for all the great reviews!!
p.s. I'm no good at naming the chapters, please suggest names for these past four chapters in your reviews.