(A/N: Ok, near the beginning of this chapter, Kurt just starts blurting a lot of stuff in German. It will make sense why he is saying random German when you get there. Just so that you can get the full picture, I didn't put the translations next to what he said, because it's more important that he is speaking German, than you understanding what he said. The translations are at the bottom of the page; you can't miss them, just read through the conversation before you go to see what he was saying. Trust me, it will be MUCH funnier that way. )
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Chapter 11
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A breeze softly blew in past her as Rogue shut the front doors to the institute. Rogue walked past the front lobby and up the large staircase. The whole mansion would have seemed unbelievably quiet, but not to Rogue. The thoughts inside her head were loud enough to keep her from noticing the silence that was around her.
On approaching the door to her shared dorm room with Kitty, Rogue paused. She took in a deep breath, and turned her smile inward, erasing any evidence of it on her face. Rogue opened the door and walked inside. She dropped her backpack on her desk and walked over to her bed. Kitty was laying on her stomach on her bed, while Kurt lay on his back, hanging half on and half off of Rogue's bed. They both had assorted school books and notebooks positioned out in front of them. "What are you guys doing?" Rogue asked as she sat down on the bed next to Kurt. Rogue slid off a little so that she was hanging off the bed like Kurt.
Kurt smiled at Rogue, who was now at his upside down eye level. "Studying."
"Yeah, we are like, definitely studying." Kitty added as she flipped a page in the magazine she had hidden inside her textbook.
"Oh really Kitty?" Rogue asked after noticing the magazine, "What are you studying?"
"Kurt is helping me study for my German test tomorrow, right Kurt."
"Ja." Kurt agreed, as he turned a page of the comic book he had inside the book he was holding upside down. "And might I say that Kitty has shown a great improvement."
"Kitty…" Rogue asked. Kitty took her attention off her 'studies' to look at Rogue. "You don't even take German."
"Shh!" She seemed to panic as she looked around the room as if some one might be there. "Mr. Logan doesn't know I'm not in German with Kurt."
"Let me guess." Rogue pulled her self up, and sat normally on top of the bed. "He saw you two not doing anything and suggested a danger room mission might help you pass the time?"
Kitty nodded while Kurt tapped his nose, not taking his eyes off of the comic book. Rogue laughed as she slid back down on the bed as before, rejoining Kurt. "I think I need help with my German test tomorrow…" she turned to Kurt and smirked, "Can you tutor me too?"
Kurt smiled again as he put the book and comic on the ground above him, and brought his hand to his chin, "I don't know Rogue… Kitty does need a lot of help… But I might be able to squeeze you in." They both started laughing as Kurt picked up his textbook and comic. "Oh, by the way, how did that quiz go?"
"What quiz?" Rogue turned and looked at Kurt.
Kurt looked at her confused, "The quiz you stayed after for…"
"What are you talking about?" Rogue suddenly remembered what she had told Kurt at lunch. "Oh! My French quiz! Sorry, I guess all the blood rushing to my head made me forget."
Kurt smiled, buying her second lie today. "Well?"
"I think I passed."
"Good." There was a pause in between the three, until Rogue broke it.
"So who got the front seat?" Rogue looked over to Kurt who had a triumphant smile on his face.
"Oh Shut Up!" Kitty threw a pillow at Kurt who blocked his face with the book in his hands. All three of them started laughing. Suddenly Kurt shot strait up on the bed and looked at the door.
"What is it?" But the only answer to Kitty's question was a finger at Kurt's mouth signaling for silence. "Is some one coming?" Kurt nodded.
BAMF!
Kurt was standing next to Kitty's bed and quickly grabbed her magazine and stuffed it under the bed. He grabbed his German book and placed it open in front of Kitty. Kurt then cleared his throat before announcing loudly, "Geben Sie bitte mir die Tageszeitung," He continued talking loudly towards the door, "damit ich die Komiker lesen kann."
All three of them listened as they heard heavy footsteps outside the door. "Keep going…" Kitty urged him quietly.
Kurt nodded, and then searched his mind for something else to say. He soon looked at Kitty and smiled menacingly as he continued, "Kitty ist langsam, Sie wird den vorderen Sitz nie gewinnen." Kurt grinned, he seemed amused at what he was saying and continued. "Kurt ist anziehend, alle Frauen lieben ihn" Both Kitty and Rogue stared at Kurt. Neither of them had any clue what he was saying. Judging by his own reaction to his words, the two girls were getting a little worried. They gave a knowing glance to each other that seemed to say 'What the hell is he talking about?' But before either of them could even ask Kurt, the door began to open.
Rogue quickly grabbed the textbook Kurt had dropped before he teleported, and pretended to be intently reading it as Wolverine stuck his head into the room. He gave a low grunt, as if disappointed to see everyone studying. Wolverine had half expected them to be reading magazines, and goofing off to avoid his danger room offer. "How's the studying going?" he asked as he made his way into the room.
"Oh just fine Mr. Logan," Kitty lied, hiding her anxiety, "With Kurt here to help me, I'm sure I'll do fine on my test." Kurt just smiled as he pretended to point to something in the textbook. Kitty nodded, and then wrote jibberish down on a notebook.
"What are you doing here stripes?" Wolverine asked motioning to Rogue on the bed. "I know you're not in German…"
"Oh me? No I'm not studying German, but I thought I would take advantage of the studying atmosphere in here." She picked the book up in her hands a little higher to illustrate her point, when suddenly Kurt's comic book slid out. Rogue's jaw dropped as she looked at the comic that now lay in her lap. She looked up to Wolverine to see him smiling.
"Well maybe you would like to take a break from all your 'studying' to come do a mission in the danger room." Wolverine said, going heavy on the sarcasm.
"Oh, no, that's ok. I'll just stay here and…" Rogue looked around her for something else to do.
"It wasn't a request stripes, now be down there in five." With that Wolverine left them, and shut the door behind him. The three were quiet for a moment until they were sure he had left. Then Kurt and Kitty looked at each other, then to Rogue, and then started laughing uncontrollably.
Kurt had actually fallen onto the ground and was holding his stomach tightly. "I can't believe that happened!" he got out in between fits of laughter.
"Yeah," Kitty interjected, "the look on your face was priceless!"
Rogue crossed her arms as she stood. "Stop it, it wasn't that funny…"
Kurt stopped laughing, and sat up on the floor. "No Kitty, Rogue is right, it wasn't funny… It was hilarious!" The two started back into their fits of laughter. They continued to laugh, even when bombarded by pillows. Soon all three were laughing as they had all grabbed pillows, and were hitting each other senseless with them.
"Ahem…" the three stopped and looked to the door again, Logan stood in the door frame with an all-knowing smile on his face. "Well if you two are done studying, I'll be expecting all three of you."
Kitty's jaw opened and closed, before she could think of anything to say, "but we aren't done, we were just a… a…"
"We were just taking a break." Kurt offered.
"Well you can take that brake down in the danger room... Now!"
The three teens looked defeated as they dropped the pillows and followed Logan out the door.
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(A/N: ok, I'll let you know what Kurt said now, before you forget about the whole scene, the first thing he said was "Pass me the newspaper so that I may read the comics" then later, he smirked at Kitty and said "Kitty is slow, she will never win the front seat." Then he smiled proudly as he said, "Kurt is very attractive, and all the ladies love him" I loved that part so much ^_^)
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Rogue flopped onto her bed in exasperation. "That was intense." The danger room mission ended a little over an hour ago. Kitty and Rogue had both already taken their showers, and had changed out of their uniforms and into clean clothes.
Kitty nodded, and gave an audible sigh. "I'm so tired, and it's only like, eight…"
Rogue laughed lightly as she sat back up on the bed. "Lets go do something, if we stay here, we'll fall asleep."
Kitty nodded as she sat up. "Where to?"
"I'm hungry… did you eat yet?"
"No, lets go grab something from the kitchen."
Rogue nodded and stood up. Kitty reached to get herself up, struggled, and then gave up. "Uh… Can you bring me back something, I'm going to stay here."
Rogue laughed, "Yeah sure, but you owe me next time." Kitty nodded, and Rogue left the room.
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There was no one in the kitchen when Rogue walked in. Rogue opened the refrigerator and inspected it carefully. "Dinner's leftovers look like… like…I'm going to say chili." Rogue shuddered at the look of the stuff "If I can't tell what it is, I think I'll pass…"
'I don't see anything…' Rogue moved a few bottles, and containers, "Jackpot, pizza!"
Rogue pulled the cardboard box out and opened it, revealing four plain slices left. "I guess beggars can't be choosers…" Rogue put two of the slices on a plate and popped them into the microwave.
BAMF!
As if on cue, Kurt teleported into the kitchen right in front of the refrigerator. He opened the door, and began to inspect the inside. "Oh man, there's nothing to eat…"
Rogue gave a soft laugh, and Kurt turned towards her. "I found some pizza, there's two slices left."
Kurt's eyes lit up as he spied the familiar cardboard box on the counter. "Thanks."
Rogue opened the microwave, and put the other two slices onto the place already in it, and then hit the start button. The microwave lit up, as a dull hum echoed through out the kitchen.
"I feel bad that you and Kitty got caught," Rogue said, breaking the silence, "I mean you guys thought everything out… and you put on a real good show."
"I know… I was so surprised he bought it."
"Well if it wasn't for you hearing him coming, he would have caught you two a lot sooner."
"Probably."
"I think maybe Logan forgets sometimes that he isn't the only one with heightened senses."
Kurt smiled, but it soon vanished. "Speaking of that…" Kurt looked Rogue in the eyes, but then soon brought his gaze to the floor. "I know you lied to me…"
Rogue was dumbfounded, and couldn't think of the words to defend herself.
"I know you didn't stay after school for any quiz…" he continued to look at his feet, "I… I can smell him on you."
"Oh…" The microwave beeped, signaling that it was done, but neither of them moved foreword to open it. Rogue sighed heavily. "Let me explain."
"There is nothing to explain Rogue…" he said it solemnly, which surprised Rogue, she had expected him to be more defensive. "I can't tell you what to do with your life. And you shouldn't have to explain yourself, not to me." There was a silence between them. "I don't like it, don't get me wrong… but I'm not going to lecture you…"
"I appreciate that."
"That makes one of us…" Kurt let out a burdened sigh, "Can I ask you something?"
Rogue nodded. "Why are you doing this?"
"Why am I doing what? Talking to the guy?!" Her tone began to drip with disdain. "I'm sorry! I didn't know I need your approval to have a conversation!
No." He tried to cut her off so she would attract any unwanted attention from the others. "A conversation is one thing Rogue, but sneaking around and lying to your friends..." Rogue became quiet as she leaned against the counter. Kurt sighed again before continuing. "I don't see why you're doing this to yourself. He's an Acolyte Rogue. He's just going to hurt you, mentally and physically."
" You don't know him, Kurt. He isn't like that. Remy wouldn't hurt me."
"But Gambit would. What about the next time the X-Men fight Magneto?" Kurt raised his eyes to meet Rogue's. "Do you really think he's just going to stand by and not fight us? Not fight you?"
Rogue was filled with rage as Kurt voiced all of her own doubts. " You will never understand what it's like for me! Just to get through one lousy day..." She trailed off, losing herself in thought before remembering her rant. She pointed her finger at him. "So don't you dare chastise me for something when you don't have the slightest clue what's going on!"
"But Rogue-"
"No buts! I don't need to explain myself to you, or to anybody here!" With that Rogue stormed out of the room, leaving the pizza in the microwave.
"Rogue…" Kurt took a few steps towards her, but then stopped. His right arm, which had been reaching for her, dropped slowly as he became alone in the kitchen. "Well that didn't go to well…" Kurt sighed as he put the pizza slices pack into the refrigerator. He had lost his appetite again.
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Rogue almost slammed the door to her room behind her before noticing a moving blob of sheets on Kitty's bed. The immediate anger escaped from her body, as she felt understanding for her sleeping roommate. 'Good thing you fell asleep Kitty, Cause you weren't about to get any pizza…' Rogue sat down on her bed and noticed the clock glowed brightly, announcing that it was almost nine. 'I wonder when he is going to show up…'
Rogue walked over to the window and opened it. She stepped out onto the balcony and looked over to the street. 'Last time he came, was almost two in the morning…' Rogue turned and leaned against the banister, looking into the room. 'I think he will show up before that… but not anytime soon for sure. All the lights are on, and everyone is still awake.' Rogue walked back into the room, and turned to shut the windows. 'But just incase…' she decided to leave the windows open. It was a relatively warm day, and the breeze felt nice.
Without looking at the magazines Kitty had assorted on her desk, Rogue selected one and sat down in a chair that was on the window side of the room. She idly flipped through the pages, knowing she would find nothing of real interest. Rogue glanced up periodically from the magazine to the clock, and sighed angrily as she did so. 'God, could time go any slower?'
Rogue's eyelids started becoming very heavy. She tried rubbing the sleep out of them but that only made her yawn. 'Maybe I could just take a little nap… Just for an hour or so…' Soon Rogue began to blink heavily. With each blink, her eyes stayed closed longer, until soon, they didn't open. Rogue drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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Gambit brought the motorcycle to a halt outside of the institute's property. He hid the bike in some bushes near the wall surrounding the mansion. Sitting sideways on the bike, the Cajun collected his thoughts for a moment 'You sure about this homme?' he asked himself as he felt the object in one of his trench coat pockets. 'Maybe you reading her wrong, maybe you rushing things, no?' Gambit shook his head as he stood up. 'No, she deserves this, even if Gambit don't.'
Soon Gambit found himself sitting atop the brick wall, looking over to the mansion. He smiled as he remembered the lay out of security systems he had studied weeks ago. Every security system had a weakness. He watched patiently, spotting the numerous rotating motion sensors. Sure, almost all of them overlapped, but at every moment, one motion sensor had a blind spot, and after monitoring their patterns of rotation and speed, it would be easy to stay invisible to them.
With great speed, Gambit leapt down off the wall, and pressed his back against a tree. '1… 2… 3…' He ran now, low to the ground until reaching the next sensor. He turned with it, staying to it's back, then sprinted off to the next. Soon, he found his back to the wall of the institute.
'Walk in the park.' He scaled the wall until he found a corner. Pressing his back against it, he was able to push himself up to the second floor. Gambit soon stood on a ledge, a balcony to his right. He climbed onto it, and looked into the window. 'Non, not her room.' Gambit pulled himself up another floor. Checking one window, and then another. After four tries, Gambit found what he was looking for.
Gambit slowly opened the windows, which were not locked, and crept himself inside. He smiled as he saw Rogue asleep in a chair. "Beauté dormant" [sleeping beauty] Gambit said to himself, softly, after noticing Rogue's roommate.
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Rogue sighed inwardly as she slowly woke up, but the comfortable feeling the dream had given her had not passed. Her eyes stayed shut, as she relished in the warmth the dream had left her.
"Chere?" Gambit whispered as he ran a hand through her hair.
Rogue smiled and turned a little in the chair. Maybe the dream wasn't over yet.
"Chere?"
But it was over. Then what was this? Who was this?
Rogue opened her eyes and saw Gambit sitting on the arm of the chair she had fallen asleep in. He smirked down at her, as a look of shock crossed her face. She opened her mouth, about to yell at him, when his hand went over her mouth. He hushed her as he gestured over his shoulder to the mass of sheets on Kitty's bed. She nodded, and he removed his hand. Gambit took her hand, and helped her up out of the chair. He pulled her gently to the window's balcony. "You ready chere?"
"For what?" she whispered.
"We going to the roof."
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Rogue nodded, and Gambit cupped his hands and offered them to her. "Come on." Rogue put her right foot in his hands, and pushed off of him to get onto the lower edge. Rogue pulled herself up, and brushed off before turning to offer her hand to Gambit to pull him up. Gambit laughed at the gesture. He jumped off the balcony, and into a nearby tree branch, from that branch to another, and from that branch to the roof. He smiled as he landed and straitened himself up.
"I could have done that…" Rogue said as she crossed her arms.
Gambit laughed, and shook his head lightly. "Of course you could have."
Rogue rolled her eyes as she walked higher onto the roof. Gambit followed her until they made it to a relatively flat area. Remy sat down first, and Rogue followed suit, situating herself about a foot away from the Cajun.
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(A/N: O man, that took so long to put up… sorry, and I'm sure your even MORE mad that its kind of a cliff hanger again… O well, I guess you'll just have to cope. I'm kind of at a spot where I am stuck about half way through what will now be the 'next chapter', and I just realized that you guys have been new chapter less for so long… and I felt bad, so I figured I would cut the chapter into 2 parts, and give you SOMETHING to look at for a day or so. So the next chapter is their conversation… well you'll see
Ooo! More unanswered questions! What was Gambit doing all day? Who called him? Why? And now, what was in his pocket? The world may never know… just kidding, you'll find out next chapter. Or will you?!?!… You will. lol
I hope everyone found the whole Kurt/Kitty/German thing funny. I thought it was cute. Because if I spoke a different language then everyone else, I would do stuff like that all the time.
willowmaven: cheesy does = deep to a seven-year-old. I always like the little things I never caught/understood when I watched the show as a kid, but when I re-watch an episode I notice them. Little things like… like… idk… Oh ok, I got one. Like in the episode where Bishop comes back from the future, and he thinks Gambit is a traitor, and is going to assassinate someone in Washington. In that one, when ever Bishop calls Gambit an 'Assassin' he gets REALLY mad and offended, and I didn't even know about the thieves and assassin guilds when I first watched it, and never made the connection. But little things like that…
Chaotic Boredom: Oh yeah! Now at least one person won't think I'm crazy!
ishandahalf: sorry… guess you'll have to wait some more for their little roof talk…
Wizardess Gal: yeah well I bet your parents won't be so proud of you when I call them up and tell them about how you tried to sell me pot!!! Lol, yeah, I did revoke you gold star privileges, so now, you have to hand out the milk cartons before snack time, maybe after a week of that, you could earn some more gold stars… lol
The Untouchable Rogue: I did what you said, and it got me through some ruff patches. Now I'm at this point, where I know what has to be said, its just the point of them actually saying it, and not making it sound forced or anything.
Weeble Wobble Chic: I loved that scene too! Just the little things, like the whole seat belt thing, and the 'shut up and drive'… I'm not trying to be full of myself, I', just really proud of that part, and I'm glad you liked it.
Ev1ta: even though this review is from chapter 9, not 10, I must give you credit. Credit for using 0's in w00t, even when you made it all capitalized. To many people would have put WOOT. But no, not you, and that's why you get a gold star!
ok, that's it for now… cya in a few days! (FEW! I said a few days! That means "not a lot")
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Chapter 11
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A breeze softly blew in past her as Rogue shut the front doors to the institute. Rogue walked past the front lobby and up the large staircase. The whole mansion would have seemed unbelievably quiet, but not to Rogue. The thoughts inside her head were loud enough to keep her from noticing the silence that was around her.
On approaching the door to her shared dorm room with Kitty, Rogue paused. She took in a deep breath, and turned her smile inward, erasing any evidence of it on her face. Rogue opened the door and walked inside. She dropped her backpack on her desk and walked over to her bed. Kitty was laying on her stomach on her bed, while Kurt lay on his back, hanging half on and half off of Rogue's bed. They both had assorted school books and notebooks positioned out in front of them. "What are you guys doing?" Rogue asked as she sat down on the bed next to Kurt. Rogue slid off a little so that she was hanging off the bed like Kurt.
Kurt smiled at Rogue, who was now at his upside down eye level. "Studying."
"Yeah, we are like, definitely studying." Kitty added as she flipped a page in the magazine she had hidden inside her textbook.
"Oh really Kitty?" Rogue asked after noticing the magazine, "What are you studying?"
"Kurt is helping me study for my German test tomorrow, right Kurt."
"Ja." Kurt agreed, as he turned a page of the comic book he had inside the book he was holding upside down. "And might I say that Kitty has shown a great improvement."
"Kitty…" Rogue asked. Kitty took her attention off her 'studies' to look at Rogue. "You don't even take German."
"Shh!" She seemed to panic as she looked around the room as if some one might be there. "Mr. Logan doesn't know I'm not in German with Kurt."
"Let me guess." Rogue pulled her self up, and sat normally on top of the bed. "He saw you two not doing anything and suggested a danger room mission might help you pass the time?"
Kitty nodded while Kurt tapped his nose, not taking his eyes off of the comic book. Rogue laughed as she slid back down on the bed as before, rejoining Kurt. "I think I need help with my German test tomorrow…" she turned to Kurt and smirked, "Can you tutor me too?"
Kurt smiled again as he put the book and comic on the ground above him, and brought his hand to his chin, "I don't know Rogue… Kitty does need a lot of help… But I might be able to squeeze you in." They both started laughing as Kurt picked up his textbook and comic. "Oh, by the way, how did that quiz go?"
"What quiz?" Rogue turned and looked at Kurt.
Kurt looked at her confused, "The quiz you stayed after for…"
"What are you talking about?" Rogue suddenly remembered what she had told Kurt at lunch. "Oh! My French quiz! Sorry, I guess all the blood rushing to my head made me forget."
Kurt smiled, buying her second lie today. "Well?"
"I think I passed."
"Good." There was a pause in between the three, until Rogue broke it.
"So who got the front seat?" Rogue looked over to Kurt who had a triumphant smile on his face.
"Oh Shut Up!" Kitty threw a pillow at Kurt who blocked his face with the book in his hands. All three of them started laughing. Suddenly Kurt shot strait up on the bed and looked at the door.
"What is it?" But the only answer to Kitty's question was a finger at Kurt's mouth signaling for silence. "Is some one coming?" Kurt nodded.
BAMF!
Kurt was standing next to Kitty's bed and quickly grabbed her magazine and stuffed it under the bed. He grabbed his German book and placed it open in front of Kitty. Kurt then cleared his throat before announcing loudly, "Geben Sie bitte mir die Tageszeitung," He continued talking loudly towards the door, "damit ich die Komiker lesen kann."
All three of them listened as they heard heavy footsteps outside the door. "Keep going…" Kitty urged him quietly.
Kurt nodded, and then searched his mind for something else to say. He soon looked at Kitty and smiled menacingly as he continued, "Kitty ist langsam, Sie wird den vorderen Sitz nie gewinnen." Kurt grinned, he seemed amused at what he was saying and continued. "Kurt ist anziehend, alle Frauen lieben ihn" Both Kitty and Rogue stared at Kurt. Neither of them had any clue what he was saying. Judging by his own reaction to his words, the two girls were getting a little worried. They gave a knowing glance to each other that seemed to say 'What the hell is he talking about?' But before either of them could even ask Kurt, the door began to open.
Rogue quickly grabbed the textbook Kurt had dropped before he teleported, and pretended to be intently reading it as Wolverine stuck his head into the room. He gave a low grunt, as if disappointed to see everyone studying. Wolverine had half expected them to be reading magazines, and goofing off to avoid his danger room offer. "How's the studying going?" he asked as he made his way into the room.
"Oh just fine Mr. Logan," Kitty lied, hiding her anxiety, "With Kurt here to help me, I'm sure I'll do fine on my test." Kurt just smiled as he pretended to point to something in the textbook. Kitty nodded, and then wrote jibberish down on a notebook.
"What are you doing here stripes?" Wolverine asked motioning to Rogue on the bed. "I know you're not in German…"
"Oh me? No I'm not studying German, but I thought I would take advantage of the studying atmosphere in here." She picked the book up in her hands a little higher to illustrate her point, when suddenly Kurt's comic book slid out. Rogue's jaw dropped as she looked at the comic that now lay in her lap. She looked up to Wolverine to see him smiling.
"Well maybe you would like to take a break from all your 'studying' to come do a mission in the danger room." Wolverine said, going heavy on the sarcasm.
"Oh, no, that's ok. I'll just stay here and…" Rogue looked around her for something else to do.
"It wasn't a request stripes, now be down there in five." With that Wolverine left them, and shut the door behind him. The three were quiet for a moment until they were sure he had left. Then Kurt and Kitty looked at each other, then to Rogue, and then started laughing uncontrollably.
Kurt had actually fallen onto the ground and was holding his stomach tightly. "I can't believe that happened!" he got out in between fits of laughter.
"Yeah," Kitty interjected, "the look on your face was priceless!"
Rogue crossed her arms as she stood. "Stop it, it wasn't that funny…"
Kurt stopped laughing, and sat up on the floor. "No Kitty, Rogue is right, it wasn't funny… It was hilarious!" The two started back into their fits of laughter. They continued to laugh, even when bombarded by pillows. Soon all three were laughing as they had all grabbed pillows, and were hitting each other senseless with them.
"Ahem…" the three stopped and looked to the door again, Logan stood in the door frame with an all-knowing smile on his face. "Well if you two are done studying, I'll be expecting all three of you."
Kitty's jaw opened and closed, before she could think of anything to say, "but we aren't done, we were just a… a…"
"We were just taking a break." Kurt offered.
"Well you can take that brake down in the danger room... Now!"
The three teens looked defeated as they dropped the pillows and followed Logan out the door.
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(A/N: ok, I'll let you know what Kurt said now, before you forget about the whole scene, the first thing he said was "Pass me the newspaper so that I may read the comics" then later, he smirked at Kitty and said "Kitty is slow, she will never win the front seat." Then he smiled proudly as he said, "Kurt is very attractive, and all the ladies love him" I loved that part so much ^_^)
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Rogue flopped onto her bed in exasperation. "That was intense." The danger room mission ended a little over an hour ago. Kitty and Rogue had both already taken their showers, and had changed out of their uniforms and into clean clothes.
Kitty nodded, and gave an audible sigh. "I'm so tired, and it's only like, eight…"
Rogue laughed lightly as she sat back up on the bed. "Lets go do something, if we stay here, we'll fall asleep."
Kitty nodded as she sat up. "Where to?"
"I'm hungry… did you eat yet?"
"No, lets go grab something from the kitchen."
Rogue nodded and stood up. Kitty reached to get herself up, struggled, and then gave up. "Uh… Can you bring me back something, I'm going to stay here."
Rogue laughed, "Yeah sure, but you owe me next time." Kitty nodded, and Rogue left the room.
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There was no one in the kitchen when Rogue walked in. Rogue opened the refrigerator and inspected it carefully. "Dinner's leftovers look like… like…I'm going to say chili." Rogue shuddered at the look of the stuff "If I can't tell what it is, I think I'll pass…"
'I don't see anything…' Rogue moved a few bottles, and containers, "Jackpot, pizza!"
Rogue pulled the cardboard box out and opened it, revealing four plain slices left. "I guess beggars can't be choosers…" Rogue put two of the slices on a plate and popped them into the microwave.
BAMF!
As if on cue, Kurt teleported into the kitchen right in front of the refrigerator. He opened the door, and began to inspect the inside. "Oh man, there's nothing to eat…"
Rogue gave a soft laugh, and Kurt turned towards her. "I found some pizza, there's two slices left."
Kurt's eyes lit up as he spied the familiar cardboard box on the counter. "Thanks."
Rogue opened the microwave, and put the other two slices onto the place already in it, and then hit the start button. The microwave lit up, as a dull hum echoed through out the kitchen.
"I feel bad that you and Kitty got caught," Rogue said, breaking the silence, "I mean you guys thought everything out… and you put on a real good show."
"I know… I was so surprised he bought it."
"Well if it wasn't for you hearing him coming, he would have caught you two a lot sooner."
"Probably."
"I think maybe Logan forgets sometimes that he isn't the only one with heightened senses."
Kurt smiled, but it soon vanished. "Speaking of that…" Kurt looked Rogue in the eyes, but then soon brought his gaze to the floor. "I know you lied to me…"
Rogue was dumbfounded, and couldn't think of the words to defend herself.
"I know you didn't stay after school for any quiz…" he continued to look at his feet, "I… I can smell him on you."
"Oh…" The microwave beeped, signaling that it was done, but neither of them moved foreword to open it. Rogue sighed heavily. "Let me explain."
"There is nothing to explain Rogue…" he said it solemnly, which surprised Rogue, she had expected him to be more defensive. "I can't tell you what to do with your life. And you shouldn't have to explain yourself, not to me." There was a silence between them. "I don't like it, don't get me wrong… but I'm not going to lecture you…"
"I appreciate that."
"That makes one of us…" Kurt let out a burdened sigh, "Can I ask you something?"
Rogue nodded. "Why are you doing this?"
"Why am I doing what? Talking to the guy?!" Her tone began to drip with disdain. "I'm sorry! I didn't know I need your approval to have a conversation!
No." He tried to cut her off so she would attract any unwanted attention from the others. "A conversation is one thing Rogue, but sneaking around and lying to your friends..." Rogue became quiet as she leaned against the counter. Kurt sighed again before continuing. "I don't see why you're doing this to yourself. He's an Acolyte Rogue. He's just going to hurt you, mentally and physically."
" You don't know him, Kurt. He isn't like that. Remy wouldn't hurt me."
"But Gambit would. What about the next time the X-Men fight Magneto?" Kurt raised his eyes to meet Rogue's. "Do you really think he's just going to stand by and not fight us? Not fight you?"
Rogue was filled with rage as Kurt voiced all of her own doubts. " You will never understand what it's like for me! Just to get through one lousy day..." She trailed off, losing herself in thought before remembering her rant. She pointed her finger at him. "So don't you dare chastise me for something when you don't have the slightest clue what's going on!"
"But Rogue-"
"No buts! I don't need to explain myself to you, or to anybody here!" With that Rogue stormed out of the room, leaving the pizza in the microwave.
"Rogue…" Kurt took a few steps towards her, but then stopped. His right arm, which had been reaching for her, dropped slowly as he became alone in the kitchen. "Well that didn't go to well…" Kurt sighed as he put the pizza slices pack into the refrigerator. He had lost his appetite again.
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Rogue almost slammed the door to her room behind her before noticing a moving blob of sheets on Kitty's bed. The immediate anger escaped from her body, as she felt understanding for her sleeping roommate. 'Good thing you fell asleep Kitty, Cause you weren't about to get any pizza…' Rogue sat down on her bed and noticed the clock glowed brightly, announcing that it was almost nine. 'I wonder when he is going to show up…'
Rogue walked over to the window and opened it. She stepped out onto the balcony and looked over to the street. 'Last time he came, was almost two in the morning…' Rogue turned and leaned against the banister, looking into the room. 'I think he will show up before that… but not anytime soon for sure. All the lights are on, and everyone is still awake.' Rogue walked back into the room, and turned to shut the windows. 'But just incase…' she decided to leave the windows open. It was a relatively warm day, and the breeze felt nice.
Without looking at the magazines Kitty had assorted on her desk, Rogue selected one and sat down in a chair that was on the window side of the room. She idly flipped through the pages, knowing she would find nothing of real interest. Rogue glanced up periodically from the magazine to the clock, and sighed angrily as she did so. 'God, could time go any slower?'
Rogue's eyelids started becoming very heavy. She tried rubbing the sleep out of them but that only made her yawn. 'Maybe I could just take a little nap… Just for an hour or so…' Soon Rogue began to blink heavily. With each blink, her eyes stayed closed longer, until soon, they didn't open. Rogue drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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Gambit brought the motorcycle to a halt outside of the institute's property. He hid the bike in some bushes near the wall surrounding the mansion. Sitting sideways on the bike, the Cajun collected his thoughts for a moment 'You sure about this homme?' he asked himself as he felt the object in one of his trench coat pockets. 'Maybe you reading her wrong, maybe you rushing things, no?' Gambit shook his head as he stood up. 'No, she deserves this, even if Gambit don't.'
Soon Gambit found himself sitting atop the brick wall, looking over to the mansion. He smiled as he remembered the lay out of security systems he had studied weeks ago. Every security system had a weakness. He watched patiently, spotting the numerous rotating motion sensors. Sure, almost all of them overlapped, but at every moment, one motion sensor had a blind spot, and after monitoring their patterns of rotation and speed, it would be easy to stay invisible to them.
With great speed, Gambit leapt down off the wall, and pressed his back against a tree. '1… 2… 3…' He ran now, low to the ground until reaching the next sensor. He turned with it, staying to it's back, then sprinted off to the next. Soon, he found his back to the wall of the institute.
'Walk in the park.' He scaled the wall until he found a corner. Pressing his back against it, he was able to push himself up to the second floor. Gambit soon stood on a ledge, a balcony to his right. He climbed onto it, and looked into the window. 'Non, not her room.' Gambit pulled himself up another floor. Checking one window, and then another. After four tries, Gambit found what he was looking for.
Gambit slowly opened the windows, which were not locked, and crept himself inside. He smiled as he saw Rogue asleep in a chair. "Beauté dormant" [sleeping beauty] Gambit said to himself, softly, after noticing Rogue's roommate.
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Rogue sighed inwardly as she slowly woke up, but the comfortable feeling the dream had given her had not passed. Her eyes stayed shut, as she relished in the warmth the dream had left her.
"Chere?" Gambit whispered as he ran a hand through her hair.
Rogue smiled and turned a little in the chair. Maybe the dream wasn't over yet.
"Chere?"
But it was over. Then what was this? Who was this?
Rogue opened her eyes and saw Gambit sitting on the arm of the chair she had fallen asleep in. He smirked down at her, as a look of shock crossed her face. She opened her mouth, about to yell at him, when his hand went over her mouth. He hushed her as he gestured over his shoulder to the mass of sheets on Kitty's bed. She nodded, and he removed his hand. Gambit took her hand, and helped her up out of the chair. He pulled her gently to the window's balcony. "You ready chere?"
"For what?" she whispered.
"We going to the roof."
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Rogue nodded, and Gambit cupped his hands and offered them to her. "Come on." Rogue put her right foot in his hands, and pushed off of him to get onto the lower edge. Rogue pulled herself up, and brushed off before turning to offer her hand to Gambit to pull him up. Gambit laughed at the gesture. He jumped off the balcony, and into a nearby tree branch, from that branch to another, and from that branch to the roof. He smiled as he landed and straitened himself up.
"I could have done that…" Rogue said as she crossed her arms.
Gambit laughed, and shook his head lightly. "Of course you could have."
Rogue rolled her eyes as she walked higher onto the roof. Gambit followed her until they made it to a relatively flat area. Remy sat down first, and Rogue followed suit, situating herself about a foot away from the Cajun.
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(A/N: O man, that took so long to put up… sorry, and I'm sure your even MORE mad that its kind of a cliff hanger again… O well, I guess you'll just have to cope. I'm kind of at a spot where I am stuck about half way through what will now be the 'next chapter', and I just realized that you guys have been new chapter less for so long… and I felt bad, so I figured I would cut the chapter into 2 parts, and give you SOMETHING to look at for a day or so. So the next chapter is their conversation… well you'll see
Ooo! More unanswered questions! What was Gambit doing all day? Who called him? Why? And now, what was in his pocket? The world may never know… just kidding, you'll find out next chapter. Or will you?!?!… You will. lol
I hope everyone found the whole Kurt/Kitty/German thing funny. I thought it was cute. Because if I spoke a different language then everyone else, I would do stuff like that all the time.
willowmaven: cheesy does = deep to a seven-year-old. I always like the little things I never caught/understood when I watched the show as a kid, but when I re-watch an episode I notice them. Little things like… like… idk… Oh ok, I got one. Like in the episode where Bishop comes back from the future, and he thinks Gambit is a traitor, and is going to assassinate someone in Washington. In that one, when ever Bishop calls Gambit an 'Assassin' he gets REALLY mad and offended, and I didn't even know about the thieves and assassin guilds when I first watched it, and never made the connection. But little things like that…
Chaotic Boredom: Oh yeah! Now at least one person won't think I'm crazy!
ishandahalf: sorry… guess you'll have to wait some more for their little roof talk…
Wizardess Gal: yeah well I bet your parents won't be so proud of you when I call them up and tell them about how you tried to sell me pot!!! Lol, yeah, I did revoke you gold star privileges, so now, you have to hand out the milk cartons before snack time, maybe after a week of that, you could earn some more gold stars… lol
The Untouchable Rogue: I did what you said, and it got me through some ruff patches. Now I'm at this point, where I know what has to be said, its just the point of them actually saying it, and not making it sound forced or anything.
Weeble Wobble Chic: I loved that scene too! Just the little things, like the whole seat belt thing, and the 'shut up and drive'… I'm not trying to be full of myself, I', just really proud of that part, and I'm glad you liked it.
Ev1ta: even though this review is from chapter 9, not 10, I must give you credit. Credit for using 0's in w00t, even when you made it all capitalized. To many people would have put WOOT. But no, not you, and that's why you get a gold star!
ok, that's it for now… cya in a few days! (FEW! I said a few days! That means "not a lot")