Okay, just to let you know, this chapter is somewhat the same length as the previous, and is mainly just a fight. It might start off to fast, but it might be explained some later. Please read and review.

"Come on cheri, you don't need to do this. Remy don' want to hurt such a pretty thing."
"It was your fault Cajun! You bumped into me! Of course, now I know what're up to! How could you?!"
"Cheri, please just forget it. I, uh, it is hard to explain, no? Remy is being controlled."
"Then why are you telling me that?"
"Because Remy is fightin' it, cheri!"
Rouge and Gambit stood in front of each other at a bar. All of the crowd had backed against the walls, and were expecting something big.
Rogue had strayed away from the others and bumped into the Cajun. Literally.
"I can't let you go through with it Remy. I guess I'll just have to knock you out. Then the Professor can fix you."
"Fix me?! No, cheri, you don' get it. Please, just leave now."

"No Remy, Ah am not leaving!"
All of the sudden, the mutant known as Gambit pulled out his Bo staff, extending it to six feet. The mutant with a devastating physical touch stepped into a fighting stance.
"I'm sorry cheri."
"I'm not, Cajun."
Gambit frowned, then started to spin his Bo staff. Rogue cautiously moved side to side. Gambit suddenly jumped forward, thrusting his staff ended at Rogue. The memory-absorbing mutant jumped to the side of the attack, and went for a slide kick. Gambit propelled himself by using his staff for pole vaulting, launching himself over Rogue. He landed ready to attack. His staff blocked a roundhouse, and then he deflected a sidekick.
Gambit struck back with a powerful swing, which Rogue ducked. She brought up her knee into his stomach. Gambit flinched, but then spun around Rogue and elbowed her in the back. She flew forward and landed on her hands and knees.
"Please tell me Remy ain't hurtin' you, Rogue."
"You're not." Rogue bounced up and side kicked Gambit in the chest, sending him onto his back. "But Ah'm hurtin' you." Gambit smiled at the snide remark, and easily pushed himself onto his feet.
"You got an attitude, cheri. Remy like dat in a girl."
"Shut up!" Rouge tried a sweep, but Gambit jumped back, and then tackled her to the ground. Rogue shoved her hands against Gambit's chest and tried to push him off. She planted both her feet on his chest, and pushed him off. Gambit quickly got up and swung his staff quickly, catching Rogue in the back of the leg. She grunted and fell down on one knee. Before Gambit could strike, Rogue grabbed the front of his shirt, and yanked him down, hitting him with her knee.
As Gambit was on her knee, Rogue quickly pulled the back of his long T-shirt up, showing his bare back. Rogue took off her glove, and was about to place her bare hand on his back, but he flipped around and grabbed her wrist. They struggled, but Gambit got on top, pinning Rogue in front of him and on the ground with both of her arms behind her.
"Please Remy, stop!" Rogue yelled in a tearful voice. Gambit did just that, letting Rogue free.
"I'm so sorry cheri, I'm sorry. Hey!" Rogue reached out, almost touching Gambit with her bare hand. "That wasn't a good acting job."
"It fooled you."
The two struggled, until Gambit threw Rogue off of him. She landed in a roll and easily got to her feet.
"Whoa, she's pretty fast." Rogue looked over to see a group of young guys staring at her.
"Yeah, nice lookin', too." Another guy said. For a minute, Rogue forgot about Gambit.
"Excuse me. We're you boys talkin' 'bout me?"
"Wow, she's pretty smart, too."
"Yes we were honey. Why don't you stop fighting with the loser and get it on with me?"
"Ugh! Shut your mouth!!" Rogue slapped the guy across the face. His cheek turned red, as he stood up.
"You better learn how to keep your hands to yourself, tramp." Rogue gasped again. Rogue brought her hand back to smack the guy again, but he shoved her to the ground.
"Hey, you leave de girl alone! Come mess with someone of your own size, jerk!" Just as he finished, a glass cup shattered against Remy's side. Rogue's scream was drowned by the laughing of the group of guys.
"You two, go take care of the boyfriend. And you two, help me."
Rogue opened her mouth to state that Remy was not her boyfriend, but she didn't.
What good would that do? Rogue got to her feet, as the three guys moved toward her. She looked worriedly at Remy. He was spinning his staff and ready to fight, but the glass he cut his side. There was a tear in his shirt, and it was soaked with blood. But Remy didn't seem to notice. The two guys moving on him had grab pool sticks, and were trying to mimic Remy's skills.
"Aw come on, you look like a sweet girl. Can I buy you a drink?"
Rogue's foot snapped up and caught the closest guy in the nose.
"You're under aged." A roundhouse took him to the ground. "And no thank you asshole." The other two guys looked down at their companion on the floor, and then charged at Rogue.
One sweep and two punches took down the two guys. Rogue brushed herself off, looking at Remy. He knocked down one guy with his staff, then gave a back fist to another. He had gotten into a much rougher scuffle than Rogue, from what she could tell. His baggy olive green pants had a footprint on them. His long sleeve black T-shirt had blood on it at the side. One of the sleeves had been torn off, as had the collar, torn down to the middle of his chest. Remy's lip was also busted, and his hair was messed up.
Rogue walked up to him with a smile.
"Thanks for helping me Cajun." She then noticed his cut had gotten a little worse. "Remy, that cut is pretty bad. Sit down." Remy did as he was told. Rogue grabbed a hold of the side of his shirt, around where the rip was, and tore down to the end and up to his armpit. The she tore the part of his shirt along his shoulder in half. She folded the half of his shirt onto the rest of his shirt. Half of his upper body was bare and one of his arms were, so Rogue made sure to put her glove on.
Slowly, she picked a few shards of glass out of the wound. Remy winced but said nothing. When she finished, Rogue walked up to the bar.
"Hey bartender, got any bandaging?"
"Sorry miss." Rogue nodded and looked back at on of the guys on the floor. She moved to a guy with long sleeves. Quickly, she tore off both of the guy's sleeves. He groaned and rolled on the floor.
"Hey, that's my shirt."
Rogue ignored him and tied them around Remy's side. She needed more cloth, as some of the blood started to leak through. She hurried over to the same guy, and grabbed onto the front of his shirt. She quickly tore most of it off, and ran back to Remy, quickly wrapping it.
"I know you want to get my shirt off girlie." Rogue gritted her teeth. She wanted to walk back over and slap the guy, but she had to tend to Remy.
Finally, she covered up most of the wound.
"There Remy, how do you feel?"
"Awful." He replied. "Cheri, thank you for being so kind and helpful, but now it pains me even more to do this, Rogue."
"Remy?"
The Cajun reluctantly knocked Rogue out and picked her up in his arms, and then carried her out of the bar.

A/N: Sorry about the new character thing. That will be in the next chapter. Please review, and please keep reading.