Chapter 2: WHAT?!

"Like I can't believe you are going on a date with Remy. I mean he is the enemy, and totally hot." Kitty announced as Rogue was getting ready to go on her date. "And like why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"Because Ah knew ya were goin ta make a big deal out of it. Ah'm only goin on this date so he'll leave meh alone!"

"Like you so know you want him."

"Ah do not!"

"Whatever, liar."

Rogue growled. "Get out!"

"This is like my room too."

Rogue shook her head and finished her makeup. "Doesn't matter Ah'm done now anyway." She left the room and made her way downstairs.

"Where are you going?" Scott asked Rogue as she was opening the front door.

"Out." She said as she walked out of the door.

"Where is out? You know you have to be back by-"

"Ah know! The professor knows Ah'm goin out, so go bother Jean." Rogue said as she slammed the door.

A few minutes later Remy came to the front door to see Rogue sitting outside. "What are y' doing out here?"

"Waitin fo' ya." Rogue said as she stood up.

"Don't Remy get t' meet anyone?" He teased.

"No!" Rogue said as she headed towards his bike.

Remy grinned as he watched her walk off. She was wearing black pants, a blood red tank top and over it a black sheer shirt thing. Much like the green one she had, and those black gloves. He hopped onto his bike and she got on. "Y' look really hot chere."

"Shut up Swamp Rat."

"Ooo dats new."

"Jus' drive."

"If y' say so." The bike came alive and they zoomed off.

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"This is a bar Remy."

"And y' care?"

They sat themselves at a table. "Being at a bar is a good thing. Y' can go and sit at de bar getting drunk as hell, or y' can eat at a comfortable chair while gettin drunk as hell."

Rogue rolled her eyes.

Remy reached into his pocket and pulled a metallic chocker that had a cross hanging from it. "Here put dis on."

"Wha?"

"Because it's a gif."

"Ah'm not goin ta put that on."

"Looks like Remy will have t' annoy y' for de rest of y' life."

Rogue glared and took the necklace she put it on. "Happy?"

Remy nodded. "Much, it looks nice on y'."

Rogue rolled her eyes again.

A waitress came over; she looked like someone who should work at Hooters. "Hello, can I get you guys some drinks to start with?"

"A pitcher of de beer y' like best." Remy told the waitress with a smile.

The waitress grinned.

"Ah'll have a long island ice tea."

Remy looked at Rogue. "Dat?"

"Beer is gross. Ya might as well be drinkin piss."

The waitress laughed and then stopped as she saw Remy looking at her.

"Y' know how much alcohol is in those? T'ink y' can handle dat."

Rogue rolled her eyes. "It's not lahke Ah've never drinkin anythin."

The girl was looking at the two.

"She jus' turned twenty one." Remy told her.

The waitress nodded. "I'll be back with your drinks."

A couple of minutes later the waitress returned putting down their drinks. "So like are you guys related?"

"Wha?" Rogue asked. "Ya want im?" She asked pointing to Remy. "Cus y' can have im."

"No, I rather not have him." She said looking at Rogue.

Rogue looked at her confused. "What?"

Remy spit out his drink, he then started to laugh. "Y' sure y' only go one way?" Remy finally asked as he contained his laughter.

The waitress nodded. "Yup, but I have a friend that doesn't."

Rogue's eyes widened. "Sorry, Ah'm straight." She then kicked Remy in the leg.

"Ow!" Remy said as he was still smiling.

The waitress sighed. "What a bummer." She then shrugged. "Have you decided what you want to eat?"

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Remy took out his cash and placed it on the table. He got up and started to head outside.

Rogue finished her second long island ice tea and then got up. They had talked about certain things and Rogue actually found herself not having a bad time. She went to his bike.

"Where y' goin chere?"

"Aren't we goin home now? The dates over."

"No it's not. It's time t' walk some."

Rogue shook her head and followed him. He slipped and arm around her waist, and that was when Remy made his mistake. Rogue growled and walked faster so he couldn't touch her.

"Aw, weren't y' havein a good time?"

"Untill ya touched meh!" Rogue yelled behind her.

Remy grinned and caught up with her he grabbed her hand and pulled her into an alleyway.

"Remy! Let go of meh!"

Remy put his finger to her lips. "Shhh y' gonna give someone de wrong impression."

Rogue glared and started to walk backwards, Remy just walked towards her. She ended up walking into a wall. Her eyes widened. "Remy move!"

Remy shook his head. Rogue moved her arms to hit him, but Remy grabbed them and pinned them above her head against the wall.

Rogue started to panic. He was so close to her, his body was pressed against her and he was towering over her. She felt so trapped. She didn't know why she was panicking so much. One touch and he'd be knocked out. Maybe it was because she really wanted him to kiss her and knew it just wouldn't work.

Remy grinned. "Remy jus' wants one kiss."

Rogue glared. "Then ya will be twitchin on the floor!"

"So." Remy said as he leaned in and kissed her.

Rogue was waiting for that impact of memories, feelings, and the whole package. However it didn't come, her eyes widened. What was going on, why could he touch her!

Cliffhanger! And honestly who didn't see that coming? Thank you for the comments. I appreciate it so much.

Amour Morbide I can't believe you read my story! I love you! Your stuff is amazing! I can't wait till more of Tragedy's Touch!