Buenos Aires, Argentina
Tabitha Kurt and ray stood beside a big pool in the back yard of a beautiful Victorian style house.
"Ok guys, so iz everything prepared?" Asked Kurt.
"Digital camera, check." Said Tabby waving a camera in his face.
"Mustard instead of sunscreen, check." Said Ray pointing at an innocent looking bottle of sunscreen.
"Blue ink in ze shower top, check." Said Kurt smiling wickedly. He than looked up to see a red haired figure, in a pale green bikini coming. "Vell guys, she's coming. Let's put zis plan into action."
As the red haired girl named Jean approached, the three teens sat down and looked as innocent as possible, trying not to distract any attention. Ray jumped into the pool, grabbing Tabby along with him. The impact of her hitting the water made her scream and splashed Kurt with water.
Jean looked at the three teens and rolled her eyes in disapproval.
"God! Can't you guys be more mature?" She asked in a perky voice. Jean lied down on a recliner and proceeded to putting sunscreen on. She picked up the tube on the table and closing her eyes she started rubbing the substance on her feet. Five minutes later her whole body was covered in a yellowish substance. Kurt, Tabby, and Ray were trying hard not to burst out laughing hysterically.
Scott started to approach them, but when his eyes fell on Jean he got a weird look on his face.
"Um.Jean.why is there yellow stuff on your.entire body?" He asked in a small voice. Jeans eyes shot open and she slowly tilted her head to see the substance covering her. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized she was completely covered in mustard. She started screaming in horror as Tabitha took a picture oh her.
"You! You did this!" She said pointing an accusing finger towards the teens. She then ran towards the house slamming the door behind her. The three teens immediately started laughing hysterically the minute that she was out of side and this only left a very confused Scott.
~*~*~*~*~
About ten minutes passed since Jean stalked away and Kurt, Ray and Tabby were waiting impatiently for the second part of their plan to work. A few more moments of tense silence passed until finally there came a loud scream from the house. They all started laughing hard and high-fived. Jean came running out of the house in only a bathrobe with her skin a dark shade of blue and her hair tied up. They saw the anger on her face and decided to push her over the edge.
"Gee, blue really isn't your color Jean." Came Scott's voice from behind her. He had a very shocked look on his face as he was still examining her face. Jean slowly turned toward Scott her face filled with rage, her face a darker shade of blue probably because she was red with anger.
"Scott, you moron, I did not do this to myself," Said Jean in a dangerously low voice. She then turned towards Kurt, Ray and Tabby. "They did!"
"Vell, ve gotta go now. Bye." Said Kurt waving. He then teleported all three of them to the computer room where they were about to sent the pictures of Jean to Rogue.
~*~*~*~*~
Rogue stood in front of a full-length mirror examining herself. She was dressed to kill. She was wearing a blood red halter/tube top that showed her stomach, a black super mini skirt with chains hanging from various spots on it, black fishnet stockings, a black mesh top and high-healed black boots.
Her makeup was fairly light. There was only black eyeliner framing her emerald green eyes and making the stand out and blood-red lipstick was applied to her full lip. She smiled wickedly at her reflection thinking of how sweet her revenge on Remy would be. She wanted to make him pay for what he did earlier that day, so she came up with a perfect solution. Sure, she knew she was only a game for him, but why not take it to the next level? He only wanted her as a challenge, but she could also play the game. Rogue dressed as daring as possible, with the most revealing clothes she had. She knew she looked hot and she knew that once Remy saw her he'd want her very, very badly, but the problem was, he just couldn't touch her. So he'd just have to admire from afar.for the whole time.
Rogue knew Remy was the type of person who got what they wanted from a girl and then just dropped her. But this would prove to be a real challenge for him, he'd have to keep his hands off her from the whole night.
Rogue smirked evilly as she put some perfume on and brushed her hair. There was a knock at the door, so she put her gloves on and opened the door. Remy stood in front of her his mouth wide opened, as he looked her over. He didn't clean up half bad either. He was wearing a black t-shirt, black faded jeans and his usual trench coat. His hair was spiked up messily giving him a devilish look. He immediately recovered from the shock of seeing rogue dressed like that. Though as his eyes made their way up to her lips that were almost asking to be kissed. The only thing that could be said was that she left him breathless.
Rogue saw the look in his eyes as they made their way over her body. She smirked to herself trying her best not to laugh at how much torture he'd have to go through, but at the same time sadness crossed her features. Sure, now it was just a game, but the terrible truth was that she'd never be able to touch anyone. Rogue pushed that though in the back of her head and set her mind to actually enjoy herself tonight and forget about her mutation.
"Tell meh, sugah, 're ya goin' ta stay there all naight an' stare at meh or are we actually goin' ta go somewhere?" She asked in a sassy voice. Remy got out of her trance -still keeping his cool.
"'Course, petite." He said. He offered her his hand and, after debating with herself on wether to take it or not, she finally placed her small palm into his and they we're off to a night of fun.
~*~*~*~*~
Remy and Rogue went down a metal staircase that took them deep into the ground. When they finally got to the bottom they entered a huge nightclub. Laser lights shone over their heads, and the music blasting at full volume with hundreds of teens dancing to its hypnotizing beat. Remy led Rogue to an empty table on the metal balconies.
"So how'du like de date so far, petite?' He asked, his eyes shining in the dim light.
"How many tahmes do Ah have ta tell ya that this ain't no date, swamp rat?" She said.
"Awww.c'mon chère, admit it, y're 'njoin y're self. Remy ain't dat bad now is he, chérie?" He said in a low and seductive voice. His eyes looked into Rogue's and they just stood there staring at one another for a few minutes.
"Let's dance, ma belle." Said Remy standing up abruptly and pulling Rogue towards the dance floor.
"No, Remy, Ah ain't goin' nowhere in that crowd." Said Rogue pulling her hand from his grip. Remy sensed fear and sadness in her. "Last tahme Ah was in a crowd, Ah ended up absorbin' a lot of people just cause Ah touched 'em, Ah don't want that ta happen again."
"Chere, Remy won't let ya get hurt. Remy promise nothin' bad gonna happen. Just trust me, Rogue." He said with a sincere look on his devilishly, handsome face. Rogue doubted his wards, but when her eyes met his she just let go of reality and let him pull her to the dance floor, where she started dancing never wanting to stop. He pulled her close to him and even through the many layers of clothes she could feel the heat emitted from his body. They dance for about an hour, never stopping, just letting their bodies be carried by the rhythim of the music.
They finally sat down at the bar where Remy ordered himself something to drink. Rogue was extremely thirsty, but she didn't want to drink any alcohol. even though it was tempting.
"Don' y' want nothin' ta drink, ma belle." He asked her. She shook her head.
"Ah don't drink alcohol." She answered.
"Not even a bit? C'mon, chere, it won't hurt y'. as long as y' don't drink too much. Just a glass of gin." He said. Rogue was about to refuse his offer, but she was too damn thirsty, and so she thought "what the hell, just a glass of gin can't hurt".
The barman brought her the drink. Rogue analyzed the glass in front of her a few seconds before she picked it up and drank a bit. She found that it wasn't bad at all and that it tasted quite good.
"This ain't half bad, swamp rat." She commented. Remy smirked at her. They both finished their drinks and then danced a bit more until they were too exhausted for anymore so they just decided to go home -considering it was 2 in the morning all ready.
~*~*~*~*~
The two southerners walked through the dry night air, hand in hand. At first Rogue had been a bit hesitant in taking his hand, but since they were both wearing gloves there was no chance of him getting absorbed. She tried to convince herself that she didn't feel anything for him, but every time he looked at her, her heart would start racing. She knew he was just a player. She knew that she didn't mean a single thing to him but deep down inside she thought "what if..just. what if he actually did care for me?" Maybe he felt just the tiniest bit of emotion when he was around her; maybe she wasn't just a game.
They got to the condo building that they were living in and went inside. When they finally got up to the house they found that all the lights were off and that John and Wanda were probable sleeping.
"Well chere, wat' now?" Asked Remy lifting a suggestive eyebrow. Rogue slapped him playfully on the arm.
"Do ya have a certain death wish, Cajun?" She implied. Remy just shrugged.
"Gawd, it's so hot in here. Let's go in tha balcony, it's much cooler there." Suggested Rogue. The two of them walked outside in the balcony carefully, not wanting to disturb John and Wanda. They sat down on one of the marble benches in complete silence, just admiring the view of the city. Well, at least Rogue was, Remy was just admiring the view of her.
He was mystified by her every movement. By the was she flipped her hair, by the way her eyes sparkled like emerald pools gazing deep into your soul, the way her lips were so seductive practically asking to be kissed. He wanted her so badly. but not the way he wanted all the others. He just wanted to hold her, to feel her body against his, to feel her skin, to stroke her porcelain face, to kiss her full red lips.
Rogue turned around and watched Remy in amusement. His mouth was hanging open and she was sure that she could see him drooling. She tried hard not to burst out laughing at his ridicules expression.
"Toute la lumière du monde sur ta peau, belle." -he said, regaining composure.
"What's that s'ppose ta mean?" she asked.
"Nothing, just... I just wanted to say... you're beautiful, Rogue." She didn't know why, but she couldn't help shivering as he pronounced her name.
"Thanks." she mumbled. And that's when he couldn't help it. He had to kiss her. Screw her powers. Screw the bet. Screw everything. He leaned in forward not even giving her time to realize what he was doing. He just pressed his lips against hers putting both his hands around her waist. Rogue wanted to push him away, but after failing she just submitted to his kiss, deepening it, and wanting more. Remy felt the pull of her power, but he didn't care, he just wanted to kiss her like nothing mattered. He felt like time stopped and he was entranced by the passionate kiss. Only a few seconds later Remy fell unconscious beside Rogue.
She massaged her head with the tip of her fingers trying to sort through all the newly acquired memories but that's when she got to the conversation Remy had with John. Hot tears blurred her vision and ran slowly down her porcelain face. So she was right, she was only a bet to him. Nothing more than a lousy bet to see if he could make her fall for him in a week. She couldn't believe she's been so stupid to believe that maybe he was different. She cast one last glance at his unconscious body and than stood up and walked back inside.
Rogue wiped the tears from her eyes and at that moment she felt like her heart had been ripped out. How could he do this to her, how could he be such a heartless little bastard only carrying about his own pleasure. Rogue sat down on the leather sofa putting her head in her gloved hands and loosing herself in depressing thoughts.
Wanda entered the room and sat down beside Rogue. Rogue looked up at her and saw that she was dressed in pajamas. She looked depressed.
"What's the matter, sugah?" Asked Rogue, trying not to show that she'd been crying.
"I can't sleep. For the past week every time I go to sleep I dream about my father and about my past. I don't know what to do, Rogue, I swear I'm gonna go mad if I have that dream one more time. I just can't remember what it is that I dream about, I want it to stop." Said Wanda. "Can you do me a big favor, Rogue?"
"Sure, anythin'. What is it?" asked Rogue.
"Can you absorb a bit of me? I beg you to. I can't stand having that dream over and over again." Pleaded Wanda. Her voice was desperate but Rogue didn't now if it was the right thing to do.
"Ah don't know, Wanda." Said Rogue doubtfully. "What if somethin' goes wrong?"
"Nothing will go wrong, just touch me for a second. That can't even make me go unconscious. Please!" said Wanda. Rogue looked at her for a few seconds and then, not wanting to see her friend suffer anymore, she took off her glove off her right hand and touched Wanda's hand lightly.
"Thank you." Said Wanda.
"Wanda, what 'sactlly are yoh powers?" Asked Rogue.
"Huh?" Asked Wanda, still quite confused because of the absortion. "Oh, my powers. Well, I can hex things and negate any mutant power." Said Wanda. Rogue slowly turned her gaze toward Wanda and than slowly lifting her palm up to Wanda's face. She needed to know. What if..? But no, it wouldn't work. Anyway, she couldn't help trying. She touched Wanda's cheek, and no, nothing happened.
"Ah can touch." Whispered Rogue. "Ah can touch." She looked at her hands, still trying to understand what had just happened. "Thank ya Wanda if it woren't foh ya power Ah could nevah be able to touch." She added, hugging her.
Wanda just stared back at Rogue in amazement. She than put her arms around Rogue and hugged her tightly.
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Hey ya'll well here is the next chap.I finally updated. Um.well what can I say I'll try to update more but with school and all it will be hard. I hope ya'll liked the idea of Rogue using Wanda's power to negate her absorbing power. and don't hate me for what happened with her and Remy. This is a romance fic so they will eventually get back together *hint, hint*. Ok well here are some reviews and I will update soon because the next chap will just be so fun to write. It's basically gonna be Rogue taking her revenge on John and Remy and of course making Remy extremely jealous time.
ElizabethDarcy-RogueleBeau: Hey thanx for reviewing well I used you're idea partially with the club.at first I wanted it to be some classy restaurant but than again that's in every Romy fic.lol.so thanx for reviewing and I hope you like this chap!
AthenaAlpha: Hey thanx for reviewing hope you enjoyed this chap and by the way I LOVE your fic "A Path Worth Choosing" but u spelled choosing with only one o.no offense I just realized that when I pastes the title.lol.I suck at spelling so yeah I use spell check.
DBZpunkchick: Happy you liked it thanx for reviewing!
: Hey thanx so much for telling me I actually got back here when they showed "Impact" and that if you want I can tell you what happened in it I just loved that one.so anyways I hear "Cajun Spice" will be on two weeks from Saturday 20th so I can't wait cuz it basically stars Remy and Rogue.yay.tanx for reviewing.
Weeble Wobble Chic: lol.I hope you're not too mad that it took me so long to update tanx 4 reviewing.I totally hate Jean and I got so pissed when Jean got to go to Ireland instead of Rogue I mean c'mon if Rogue was there she could actually blend in with the evil Goth ppl and she would have been much more help that perfect lil' jean.
Ishandahalf: I'm happy u liked the chap and yeah there's probable gonna be more fighting over Kitty in the next chap this one was to torment Jean.muahaha
Black Encantress: I'm happy you liked Rogue's character in my fic and I agree with you that a lot of people make her so wimpy. But there was this one fic that annoyed me so much where Rogue got raped and she didn't want revenge she just let it go I mean c'mon that's soooo not Rogue.ugh.people these days..so anyways thanx for reviewing.
Caliente" Oh yeah Remy's falling for Rogue and he's falling hard.Thanx for reviewing and I think that Kitty will end up with Piotr he's so much nicer than Lance.
Ok well bye for now Ill update there's no way I'm abandoning this fic so review everyone.
Tabitha Kurt and ray stood beside a big pool in the back yard of a beautiful Victorian style house.
"Ok guys, so iz everything prepared?" Asked Kurt.
"Digital camera, check." Said Tabby waving a camera in his face.
"Mustard instead of sunscreen, check." Said Ray pointing at an innocent looking bottle of sunscreen.
"Blue ink in ze shower top, check." Said Kurt smiling wickedly. He than looked up to see a red haired figure, in a pale green bikini coming. "Vell guys, she's coming. Let's put zis plan into action."
As the red haired girl named Jean approached, the three teens sat down and looked as innocent as possible, trying not to distract any attention. Ray jumped into the pool, grabbing Tabby along with him. The impact of her hitting the water made her scream and splashed Kurt with water.
Jean looked at the three teens and rolled her eyes in disapproval.
"God! Can't you guys be more mature?" She asked in a perky voice. Jean lied down on a recliner and proceeded to putting sunscreen on. She picked up the tube on the table and closing her eyes she started rubbing the substance on her feet. Five minutes later her whole body was covered in a yellowish substance. Kurt, Tabby, and Ray were trying hard not to burst out laughing hysterically.
Scott started to approach them, but when his eyes fell on Jean he got a weird look on his face.
"Um.Jean.why is there yellow stuff on your.entire body?" He asked in a small voice. Jeans eyes shot open and she slowly tilted her head to see the substance covering her. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized she was completely covered in mustard. She started screaming in horror as Tabitha took a picture oh her.
"You! You did this!" She said pointing an accusing finger towards the teens. She then ran towards the house slamming the door behind her. The three teens immediately started laughing hysterically the minute that she was out of side and this only left a very confused Scott.
~*~*~*~*~
About ten minutes passed since Jean stalked away and Kurt, Ray and Tabby were waiting impatiently for the second part of their plan to work. A few more moments of tense silence passed until finally there came a loud scream from the house. They all started laughing hard and high-fived. Jean came running out of the house in only a bathrobe with her skin a dark shade of blue and her hair tied up. They saw the anger on her face and decided to push her over the edge.
"Gee, blue really isn't your color Jean." Came Scott's voice from behind her. He had a very shocked look on his face as he was still examining her face. Jean slowly turned toward Scott her face filled with rage, her face a darker shade of blue probably because she was red with anger.
"Scott, you moron, I did not do this to myself," Said Jean in a dangerously low voice. She then turned towards Kurt, Ray and Tabby. "They did!"
"Vell, ve gotta go now. Bye." Said Kurt waving. He then teleported all three of them to the computer room where they were about to sent the pictures of Jean to Rogue.
~*~*~*~*~
Rogue stood in front of a full-length mirror examining herself. She was dressed to kill. She was wearing a blood red halter/tube top that showed her stomach, a black super mini skirt with chains hanging from various spots on it, black fishnet stockings, a black mesh top and high-healed black boots.
Her makeup was fairly light. There was only black eyeliner framing her emerald green eyes and making the stand out and blood-red lipstick was applied to her full lip. She smiled wickedly at her reflection thinking of how sweet her revenge on Remy would be. She wanted to make him pay for what he did earlier that day, so she came up with a perfect solution. Sure, she knew she was only a game for him, but why not take it to the next level? He only wanted her as a challenge, but she could also play the game. Rogue dressed as daring as possible, with the most revealing clothes she had. She knew she looked hot and she knew that once Remy saw her he'd want her very, very badly, but the problem was, he just couldn't touch her. So he'd just have to admire from afar.for the whole time.
Rogue knew Remy was the type of person who got what they wanted from a girl and then just dropped her. But this would prove to be a real challenge for him, he'd have to keep his hands off her from the whole night.
Rogue smirked evilly as she put some perfume on and brushed her hair. There was a knock at the door, so she put her gloves on and opened the door. Remy stood in front of her his mouth wide opened, as he looked her over. He didn't clean up half bad either. He was wearing a black t-shirt, black faded jeans and his usual trench coat. His hair was spiked up messily giving him a devilish look. He immediately recovered from the shock of seeing rogue dressed like that. Though as his eyes made their way up to her lips that were almost asking to be kissed. The only thing that could be said was that she left him breathless.
Rogue saw the look in his eyes as they made their way over her body. She smirked to herself trying her best not to laugh at how much torture he'd have to go through, but at the same time sadness crossed her features. Sure, now it was just a game, but the terrible truth was that she'd never be able to touch anyone. Rogue pushed that though in the back of her head and set her mind to actually enjoy herself tonight and forget about her mutation.
"Tell meh, sugah, 're ya goin' ta stay there all naight an' stare at meh or are we actually goin' ta go somewhere?" She asked in a sassy voice. Remy got out of her trance -still keeping his cool.
"'Course, petite." He said. He offered her his hand and, after debating with herself on wether to take it or not, she finally placed her small palm into his and they we're off to a night of fun.
~*~*~*~*~
Remy and Rogue went down a metal staircase that took them deep into the ground. When they finally got to the bottom they entered a huge nightclub. Laser lights shone over their heads, and the music blasting at full volume with hundreds of teens dancing to its hypnotizing beat. Remy led Rogue to an empty table on the metal balconies.
"So how'du like de date so far, petite?' He asked, his eyes shining in the dim light.
"How many tahmes do Ah have ta tell ya that this ain't no date, swamp rat?" She said.
"Awww.c'mon chère, admit it, y're 'njoin y're self. Remy ain't dat bad now is he, chérie?" He said in a low and seductive voice. His eyes looked into Rogue's and they just stood there staring at one another for a few minutes.
"Let's dance, ma belle." Said Remy standing up abruptly and pulling Rogue towards the dance floor.
"No, Remy, Ah ain't goin' nowhere in that crowd." Said Rogue pulling her hand from his grip. Remy sensed fear and sadness in her. "Last tahme Ah was in a crowd, Ah ended up absorbin' a lot of people just cause Ah touched 'em, Ah don't want that ta happen again."
"Chere, Remy won't let ya get hurt. Remy promise nothin' bad gonna happen. Just trust me, Rogue." He said with a sincere look on his devilishly, handsome face. Rogue doubted his wards, but when her eyes met his she just let go of reality and let him pull her to the dance floor, where she started dancing never wanting to stop. He pulled her close to him and even through the many layers of clothes she could feel the heat emitted from his body. They dance for about an hour, never stopping, just letting their bodies be carried by the rhythim of the music.
They finally sat down at the bar where Remy ordered himself something to drink. Rogue was extremely thirsty, but she didn't want to drink any alcohol. even though it was tempting.
"Don' y' want nothin' ta drink, ma belle." He asked her. She shook her head.
"Ah don't drink alcohol." She answered.
"Not even a bit? C'mon, chere, it won't hurt y'. as long as y' don't drink too much. Just a glass of gin." He said. Rogue was about to refuse his offer, but she was too damn thirsty, and so she thought "what the hell, just a glass of gin can't hurt".
The barman brought her the drink. Rogue analyzed the glass in front of her a few seconds before she picked it up and drank a bit. She found that it wasn't bad at all and that it tasted quite good.
"This ain't half bad, swamp rat." She commented. Remy smirked at her. They both finished their drinks and then danced a bit more until they were too exhausted for anymore so they just decided to go home -considering it was 2 in the morning all ready.
~*~*~*~*~
The two southerners walked through the dry night air, hand in hand. At first Rogue had been a bit hesitant in taking his hand, but since they were both wearing gloves there was no chance of him getting absorbed. She tried to convince herself that she didn't feel anything for him, but every time he looked at her, her heart would start racing. She knew he was just a player. She knew that she didn't mean a single thing to him but deep down inside she thought "what if..just. what if he actually did care for me?" Maybe he felt just the tiniest bit of emotion when he was around her; maybe she wasn't just a game.
They got to the condo building that they were living in and went inside. When they finally got up to the house they found that all the lights were off and that John and Wanda were probable sleeping.
"Well chere, wat' now?" Asked Remy lifting a suggestive eyebrow. Rogue slapped him playfully on the arm.
"Do ya have a certain death wish, Cajun?" She implied. Remy just shrugged.
"Gawd, it's so hot in here. Let's go in tha balcony, it's much cooler there." Suggested Rogue. The two of them walked outside in the balcony carefully, not wanting to disturb John and Wanda. They sat down on one of the marble benches in complete silence, just admiring the view of the city. Well, at least Rogue was, Remy was just admiring the view of her.
He was mystified by her every movement. By the was she flipped her hair, by the way her eyes sparkled like emerald pools gazing deep into your soul, the way her lips were so seductive practically asking to be kissed. He wanted her so badly. but not the way he wanted all the others. He just wanted to hold her, to feel her body against his, to feel her skin, to stroke her porcelain face, to kiss her full red lips.
Rogue turned around and watched Remy in amusement. His mouth was hanging open and she was sure that she could see him drooling. She tried hard not to burst out laughing at his ridicules expression.
"Toute la lumière du monde sur ta peau, belle." -he said, regaining composure.
"What's that s'ppose ta mean?" she asked.
"Nothing, just... I just wanted to say... you're beautiful, Rogue." She didn't know why, but she couldn't help shivering as he pronounced her name.
"Thanks." she mumbled. And that's when he couldn't help it. He had to kiss her. Screw her powers. Screw the bet. Screw everything. He leaned in forward not even giving her time to realize what he was doing. He just pressed his lips against hers putting both his hands around her waist. Rogue wanted to push him away, but after failing she just submitted to his kiss, deepening it, and wanting more. Remy felt the pull of her power, but he didn't care, he just wanted to kiss her like nothing mattered. He felt like time stopped and he was entranced by the passionate kiss. Only a few seconds later Remy fell unconscious beside Rogue.
She massaged her head with the tip of her fingers trying to sort through all the newly acquired memories but that's when she got to the conversation Remy had with John. Hot tears blurred her vision and ran slowly down her porcelain face. So she was right, she was only a bet to him. Nothing more than a lousy bet to see if he could make her fall for him in a week. She couldn't believe she's been so stupid to believe that maybe he was different. She cast one last glance at his unconscious body and than stood up and walked back inside.
Rogue wiped the tears from her eyes and at that moment she felt like her heart had been ripped out. How could he do this to her, how could he be such a heartless little bastard only carrying about his own pleasure. Rogue sat down on the leather sofa putting her head in her gloved hands and loosing herself in depressing thoughts.
Wanda entered the room and sat down beside Rogue. Rogue looked up at her and saw that she was dressed in pajamas. She looked depressed.
"What's the matter, sugah?" Asked Rogue, trying not to show that she'd been crying.
"I can't sleep. For the past week every time I go to sleep I dream about my father and about my past. I don't know what to do, Rogue, I swear I'm gonna go mad if I have that dream one more time. I just can't remember what it is that I dream about, I want it to stop." Said Wanda. "Can you do me a big favor, Rogue?"
"Sure, anythin'. What is it?" asked Rogue.
"Can you absorb a bit of me? I beg you to. I can't stand having that dream over and over again." Pleaded Wanda. Her voice was desperate but Rogue didn't now if it was the right thing to do.
"Ah don't know, Wanda." Said Rogue doubtfully. "What if somethin' goes wrong?"
"Nothing will go wrong, just touch me for a second. That can't even make me go unconscious. Please!" said Wanda. Rogue looked at her for a few seconds and then, not wanting to see her friend suffer anymore, she took off her glove off her right hand and touched Wanda's hand lightly.
"Thank you." Said Wanda.
"Wanda, what 'sactlly are yoh powers?" Asked Rogue.
"Huh?" Asked Wanda, still quite confused because of the absortion. "Oh, my powers. Well, I can hex things and negate any mutant power." Said Wanda. Rogue slowly turned her gaze toward Wanda and than slowly lifting her palm up to Wanda's face. She needed to know. What if..? But no, it wouldn't work. Anyway, she couldn't help trying. She touched Wanda's cheek, and no, nothing happened.
"Ah can touch." Whispered Rogue. "Ah can touch." She looked at her hands, still trying to understand what had just happened. "Thank ya Wanda if it woren't foh ya power Ah could nevah be able to touch." She added, hugging her.
Wanda just stared back at Rogue in amazement. She than put her arms around Rogue and hugged her tightly.
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Hey ya'll well here is the next chap.I finally updated. Um.well what can I say I'll try to update more but with school and all it will be hard. I hope ya'll liked the idea of Rogue using Wanda's power to negate her absorbing power. and don't hate me for what happened with her and Remy. This is a romance fic so they will eventually get back together *hint, hint*. Ok well here are some reviews and I will update soon because the next chap will just be so fun to write. It's basically gonna be Rogue taking her revenge on John and Remy and of course making Remy extremely jealous time.
ElizabethDarcy-RogueleBeau: Hey thanx for reviewing well I used you're idea partially with the club.at first I wanted it to be some classy restaurant but than again that's in every Romy fic.lol.so thanx for reviewing and I hope you like this chap!
AthenaAlpha: Hey thanx for reviewing hope you enjoyed this chap and by the way I LOVE your fic "A Path Worth Choosing" but u spelled choosing with only one o.no offense I just realized that when I pastes the title.lol.I suck at spelling so yeah I use spell check.
DBZpunkchick: Happy you liked it thanx for reviewing!
: Hey thanx so much for telling me I actually got back here when they showed "Impact" and that if you want I can tell you what happened in it I just loved that one.so anyways I hear "Cajun Spice" will be on two weeks from Saturday 20th so I can't wait cuz it basically stars Remy and Rogue.yay.tanx for reviewing.
Weeble Wobble Chic: lol.I hope you're not too mad that it took me so long to update tanx 4 reviewing.I totally hate Jean and I got so pissed when Jean got to go to Ireland instead of Rogue I mean c'mon if Rogue was there she could actually blend in with the evil Goth ppl and she would have been much more help that perfect lil' jean.
Ishandahalf: I'm happy u liked the chap and yeah there's probable gonna be more fighting over Kitty in the next chap this one was to torment Jean.muahaha
Black Encantress: I'm happy you liked Rogue's character in my fic and I agree with you that a lot of people make her so wimpy. But there was this one fic that annoyed me so much where Rogue got raped and she didn't want revenge she just let it go I mean c'mon that's soooo not Rogue.ugh.people these days..so anyways thanx for reviewing.
Caliente" Oh yeah Remy's falling for Rogue and he's falling hard.Thanx for reviewing and I think that Kitty will end up with Piotr he's so much nicer than Lance.
Ok well bye for now Ill update there's no way I'm abandoning this fic so review everyone.