OKAY THE LONG AWAITED REMY AND ROGUE MEETING HAPPENS IN THIS CHAPTER. SO
ENJOY AND DON'T HATE ME IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT.
IT WILL GET BETTER. I PROMISE.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men. I'm not that creative to think of it, so don't sue me.
Drifters
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Chapter 6: Ah Will Not Blush
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" Alright lets get these matches under way." A man in a blue pin stripes dress shirt and black pants, shouted over the roaring crowd. " In the first match we have last weeks defending champion, Matt Tanner." The crowd was in an uproar again and the announcer motioned to quiet down again. " He will go up against new comer, the Wolverine." The crowd roared but you could still here most bookies placing bets on the upcoming fight.
The stench of beer and cigarette smoke filled the air as both Matt Tanner and the Wolverine entered the caged fighting ring. Matt Tanner appeared to be a force to be reckoned with. Both fighters sized up their opponents both had sly smirks appear on their lips.
" Alright here we GO!" And with that the fight began. Rogue watched from the sides, shooting comments to the bookie she had just bet with. A smile on her face as she watched Logan fight. Her smile grew wider when Logan won, and she became five hundred dollars richer.
Across the room four young men stood tall watching the match.
" Alright hommes, let's get dis party movin'" Remy called to the rest of them as he lit his cigarette.
" Will do mate. Come one Creed lets go." John said as he and Creed walked over to the side of the cage Wolverine was in. Both Creed and Logan glared at each other.
" Okay Petey jus y' an' Remy.Petey?" Remy looked to see a dazed Peter, he followed the mans gaze and smiled when his eyes fell on a girl sitting alone at a bar.
" It's her." Was all he said. It took him a minute to realize who her was, but when Remy did he had a huge grin on his face. " Is dis de fille from before?" He asked, Peter nodded and Remy just laughed. " Well den go talk t' her, homme." Remy said as he gave Peter a little shove in her direction.
The girl was sitting at the bar, feeling out of place. She looked to be 16, and appeared to be just here for the night, and went out to have some fun. She had brown hair pulled back in a ponytail; she wore a red t-shirt and blue jeans.
" I can't." Peter said in a panic. Remy frowned.
" An' what make y' say dat?" Remy still continued to push him closer to the girl.
" What can I say?"
" Tell de fille she looks nice, den go from dere." Remy encouraged. Reluctantly Peter walked over to the girl.
" Hi, you um look nice." Peter said meekly, realizing how stupid he must of sounded to her.
The girl blushed. " Thanks.um you look good to." She complimented him back.
" Thanks." He replied. Peter had already taken a seat at the bar stool next to her, and both desperately tried to think of something to say.
" The names Katherine Pryde, but my friends call me Kitty." She smiled and extended her hand out to him.
" Piotr Raspueten, but my friends call me Peter." He smiled back at her and they shook hands. " Can I buy you a drink?" He asked timidly, she shook her head and he panicked.
" I don't drink." She said a tad embarrassed, relief washed over Peter's face.
" Really? Same wit' me." He said happily. So they ordered two Shirley Temples and ended up having a good conversation.
" Remy would wish y' luck mon ami, but y' don' need it." The sly Cajun said as he looked upon the two, he then turned to look for Rogue.
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Across the room Pyro and Sabertooth were watching Wolverine finish off his latest victim.
" Now remember you gotta give de wolf dere a worth while fight, mate." Pyro reminded Sabertooth, as they watched Logan deliver a solid blow to his opponent stomach. " Cause if ya don't we can't snake de Sheila. Comprende?"
" I know." Sabertooth snapped back, Pyro jumped at the louder then necessary response.
" Ok then mate, I'll leave ya here ta handle him on ya own." Pryo said as he walked off, leaving Sabertooth to do as he pleased. And Pyro free to try and pick up some Sheila's, the key word being try.
" And the Wolverine wins again.Now who will challenge are mighty champion?" The announcer called out surveying the crowds.
" I'll take him." Sabertooth said calmly, approaching the fighting area.
" And we have a challenger." The announcer yelled pleased. Sabertooth then walked up and was on the far side from Logan.
Logan glared at the beast before him; he wore jeans, a white t-shirt and black vest. His long gold hair was pulled back into a long braid and on top of his head was a red bandana.
In turn Sabertooth sized up Logan. Logan was simply wearing a pair of blue jeans, no shirt, showing off his tone muscular upper body. Sabertooth snarled at him.
" Alright here we go, the Wolverine vs.."
" Sabertooth."
" Sabertooth, the Wolverine vs. Sabertooth. Remember anything goes.." The announcer yelled out as he quickly retreated from the arena.
Sabertooth and Wolverine eyed each other, waited for the fight to begin. They walked slowly to the center eyeing each other closely. Wolverine twitched his fingers ready to through a punch Sabertooth was the same.
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Remy had just left the two love birds at the counter, hadn't even been a minute before he caught sight of a girl with two familiar white streaks of hair. Remy smiled and walked over behind her.
" Told ya he would win." Rogue told another man as she counted threw her winnings.
" I think ya cheated some how wench." The drunken man complained.
" Ah didn't cheat." Rogue snapped back defensively.
" I doubt that." The drunk man said as he reached for the money in Rogue's hand, but his hand was stopped mid way, when another hand grabbed his wrist. " Hey."
" Gambit thinks y' should leave de fille alone." Remy said calmly, deciding to interfere with this.
" This ain't your business." The drunken fool then struggles to get his hand free, he had to be about 35, brown eyes and hair, he wore a pair of blue jeans and a tattered jean coat.
" Gambit's makin' it his business." The Cajun smiled as the poor fool struggled, he then absently tossed his lit cigarette, and stomped it out, while the man struggled. " Now leave de fille alone, an' if Gambit sees y' near 'er again he'll come after y'." Remy then quickly flashed his demonic red on black eyes and the man ran out of there as fast as he could, shouting something like you'll be sorry.
Remy laughed at his, but when he turned to see the girl he helped, and frowned when he saw she was nowhere in sight. Near the ring Gambit caught sight of her again, and quickly made his way over to her.
He leaned forward and was whispered in her ear. " Hi." Rogue practically jumped at the fact that he was that close to her.
Rogue did a quick 180 and saw a tall lean man in a worn trench coat and sunglasses. She quickly recognized him as the jerk that thought he helped her. " If you wanted meh ta say thanks, ya won't hear it come from my lips." She frowned at him and folded her arms over her chest and shifted her weight to her right leg. She had to fight the smile, and the thoughts that wandered around in her head. ' Not bad lookin'.WHAT? No focus, focus.."
" Y' wound me chere. Gambit was jus tryin' t' help de fille in distress." Gambit couldn't help but smile at her. ' She looks cute when she's mad. She also looks better in life den in de picture.' He thought, which only made his smile grow even wider.
" Well Gambit, Ah didn't ask for yar help. Ah can take care o' mah self." Rogue then shifted he weight to her left leg. ' Don't look at his cute smile.' Rogue told herself.
" Yo' sure 'bout dat now?" Remy asked with a sly smile.
" Course.Now ah gotta get back ta work." She looked him in what she thought were his eyes, and could have sworn she saw a bit of red.
" Oh? Doin' what?" He knew the answer but he needed an excuse to stay with a little longer.
" If ya must know, ah gotta find a crazy fool dat's willin' ta throw away deir money by bettin' against meh." Rogue answered as she watch Logan's next challenger enter the cage.
" Sabertooth. The Wolverine vs. Sabertooth. Remember anything goes." The announcer drowned.
" Well den. Look no further chere." Remy said pointing at himself.
" Pulease." Rogue rolled her eyes.
" Pourquoi pas?" Remy fake pouted.
" Ya don' look crazy for one." Rogue commented.
" Crazy 'bout y'." He then gave her one of his classic debonair smiles.
" Has dat line evea worked?" Rogue laughed, trying to fight away the blush that crept its way onto her cheeks. ' I will not blush. I will not blush. I WILL NOT BLUSH!' Rogue practically screamed at herself.
" Don' know, did it?" He asked back.
Rogue turned her back to him, so he didn't see the blush on her cheeks. " So how much ya willin' ta bet?" Rogue asked changing the subject. ' So much for not blushing.'
Remy smiled at this. " How 'bout a dime?"
" Seriously?" Rogue asked in disbelief.
" Sure why not. Dey Kitty Cat'll win and de Wolf dere'll lose." Remy walked a circle around her as he spoke. He then stopped right in front of her, putting his hand out for her to shake.
Rogue glanced at his hand then to Sabertooth; she then made a real quick check that she had her gloves on, and then the smirk she had been fighting off showed on her lips. " Alright." She then put her hands in his, and they shook.
" Prepare t' lose p'tite." He said back, he then brought her small hand up to his lips. He bent down to kiss the back of her hand, but unfortunately his lips met his on gloved hand.
He looked up wide-eyed and frowning to see a smiling Rogue. " Nice try Cajun."
" How'd y' know Gambit was Cajun, chere?" He asked a little tongue-tied. A rare thing for the smooth talking Cajun. ' She looks even better when she smiles.'
" Yar accent. Spent some time in New Orleans last year. Whole mess of Cajuns, and thieves, there. But th' city itself is beautiful." Rogue then routinely ran a hand over her pockets to make sure her money was still in her pockets.
" Dat it is." Remy added. They looked at each other for moment, Remy was grinning, and Rogue was fighting not to blush. Both seemed quite taken by each other.
" Alright, READY SET GO!!!" The announcer yelled. Both Rogue and Remy stopped looking at each other and turned to watch the fight between Sabertooth and the Wolverine.
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Authors Note: Alright it's done. They met and now you can stop asking me about when they are going to meet. Next chapter is going to have some action, in it. The fight between Logan and Creed, and remember the drunken mans threats. Well I'll update when I can. Most definitely by next week. I have spring break, so I'll try and give you more then one chapter. Take Care.
Oh ya. PLEASE tell me what you think about this chapter. In other words please REVIEW!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men. I'm not that creative to think of it, so don't sue me.
Drifters
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Chapter 6: Ah Will Not Blush
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" Alright lets get these matches under way." A man in a blue pin stripes dress shirt and black pants, shouted over the roaring crowd. " In the first match we have last weeks defending champion, Matt Tanner." The crowd was in an uproar again and the announcer motioned to quiet down again. " He will go up against new comer, the Wolverine." The crowd roared but you could still here most bookies placing bets on the upcoming fight.
The stench of beer and cigarette smoke filled the air as both Matt Tanner and the Wolverine entered the caged fighting ring. Matt Tanner appeared to be a force to be reckoned with. Both fighters sized up their opponents both had sly smirks appear on their lips.
" Alright here we GO!" And with that the fight began. Rogue watched from the sides, shooting comments to the bookie she had just bet with. A smile on her face as she watched Logan fight. Her smile grew wider when Logan won, and she became five hundred dollars richer.
Across the room four young men stood tall watching the match.
" Alright hommes, let's get dis party movin'" Remy called to the rest of them as he lit his cigarette.
" Will do mate. Come one Creed lets go." John said as he and Creed walked over to the side of the cage Wolverine was in. Both Creed and Logan glared at each other.
" Okay Petey jus y' an' Remy.Petey?" Remy looked to see a dazed Peter, he followed the mans gaze and smiled when his eyes fell on a girl sitting alone at a bar.
" It's her." Was all he said. It took him a minute to realize who her was, but when Remy did he had a huge grin on his face. " Is dis de fille from before?" He asked, Peter nodded and Remy just laughed. " Well den go talk t' her, homme." Remy said as he gave Peter a little shove in her direction.
The girl was sitting at the bar, feeling out of place. She looked to be 16, and appeared to be just here for the night, and went out to have some fun. She had brown hair pulled back in a ponytail; she wore a red t-shirt and blue jeans.
" I can't." Peter said in a panic. Remy frowned.
" An' what make y' say dat?" Remy still continued to push him closer to the girl.
" What can I say?"
" Tell de fille she looks nice, den go from dere." Remy encouraged. Reluctantly Peter walked over to the girl.
" Hi, you um look nice." Peter said meekly, realizing how stupid he must of sounded to her.
The girl blushed. " Thanks.um you look good to." She complimented him back.
" Thanks." He replied. Peter had already taken a seat at the bar stool next to her, and both desperately tried to think of something to say.
" The names Katherine Pryde, but my friends call me Kitty." She smiled and extended her hand out to him.
" Piotr Raspueten, but my friends call me Peter." He smiled back at her and they shook hands. " Can I buy you a drink?" He asked timidly, she shook her head and he panicked.
" I don't drink." She said a tad embarrassed, relief washed over Peter's face.
" Really? Same wit' me." He said happily. So they ordered two Shirley Temples and ended up having a good conversation.
" Remy would wish y' luck mon ami, but y' don' need it." The sly Cajun said as he looked upon the two, he then turned to look for Rogue.
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Across the room Pyro and Sabertooth were watching Wolverine finish off his latest victim.
" Now remember you gotta give de wolf dere a worth while fight, mate." Pyro reminded Sabertooth, as they watched Logan deliver a solid blow to his opponent stomach. " Cause if ya don't we can't snake de Sheila. Comprende?"
" I know." Sabertooth snapped back, Pyro jumped at the louder then necessary response.
" Ok then mate, I'll leave ya here ta handle him on ya own." Pryo said as he walked off, leaving Sabertooth to do as he pleased. And Pyro free to try and pick up some Sheila's, the key word being try.
" And the Wolverine wins again.Now who will challenge are mighty champion?" The announcer called out surveying the crowds.
" I'll take him." Sabertooth said calmly, approaching the fighting area.
" And we have a challenger." The announcer yelled pleased. Sabertooth then walked up and was on the far side from Logan.
Logan glared at the beast before him; he wore jeans, a white t-shirt and black vest. His long gold hair was pulled back into a long braid and on top of his head was a red bandana.
In turn Sabertooth sized up Logan. Logan was simply wearing a pair of blue jeans, no shirt, showing off his tone muscular upper body. Sabertooth snarled at him.
" Alright here we go, the Wolverine vs.."
" Sabertooth."
" Sabertooth, the Wolverine vs. Sabertooth. Remember anything goes.." The announcer yelled out as he quickly retreated from the arena.
Sabertooth and Wolverine eyed each other, waited for the fight to begin. They walked slowly to the center eyeing each other closely. Wolverine twitched his fingers ready to through a punch Sabertooth was the same.
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Remy had just left the two love birds at the counter, hadn't even been a minute before he caught sight of a girl with two familiar white streaks of hair. Remy smiled and walked over behind her.
" Told ya he would win." Rogue told another man as she counted threw her winnings.
" I think ya cheated some how wench." The drunken man complained.
" Ah didn't cheat." Rogue snapped back defensively.
" I doubt that." The drunk man said as he reached for the money in Rogue's hand, but his hand was stopped mid way, when another hand grabbed his wrist. " Hey."
" Gambit thinks y' should leave de fille alone." Remy said calmly, deciding to interfere with this.
" This ain't your business." The drunken fool then struggles to get his hand free, he had to be about 35, brown eyes and hair, he wore a pair of blue jeans and a tattered jean coat.
" Gambit's makin' it his business." The Cajun smiled as the poor fool struggled, he then absently tossed his lit cigarette, and stomped it out, while the man struggled. " Now leave de fille alone, an' if Gambit sees y' near 'er again he'll come after y'." Remy then quickly flashed his demonic red on black eyes and the man ran out of there as fast as he could, shouting something like you'll be sorry.
Remy laughed at his, but when he turned to see the girl he helped, and frowned when he saw she was nowhere in sight. Near the ring Gambit caught sight of her again, and quickly made his way over to her.
He leaned forward and was whispered in her ear. " Hi." Rogue practically jumped at the fact that he was that close to her.
Rogue did a quick 180 and saw a tall lean man in a worn trench coat and sunglasses. She quickly recognized him as the jerk that thought he helped her. " If you wanted meh ta say thanks, ya won't hear it come from my lips." She frowned at him and folded her arms over her chest and shifted her weight to her right leg. She had to fight the smile, and the thoughts that wandered around in her head. ' Not bad lookin'.WHAT? No focus, focus.."
" Y' wound me chere. Gambit was jus tryin' t' help de fille in distress." Gambit couldn't help but smile at her. ' She looks cute when she's mad. She also looks better in life den in de picture.' He thought, which only made his smile grow even wider.
" Well Gambit, Ah didn't ask for yar help. Ah can take care o' mah self." Rogue then shifted he weight to her left leg. ' Don't look at his cute smile.' Rogue told herself.
" Yo' sure 'bout dat now?" Remy asked with a sly smile.
" Course.Now ah gotta get back ta work." She looked him in what she thought were his eyes, and could have sworn she saw a bit of red.
" Oh? Doin' what?" He knew the answer but he needed an excuse to stay with a little longer.
" If ya must know, ah gotta find a crazy fool dat's willin' ta throw away deir money by bettin' against meh." Rogue answered as she watch Logan's next challenger enter the cage.
" Sabertooth. The Wolverine vs. Sabertooth. Remember anything goes." The announcer drowned.
" Well den. Look no further chere." Remy said pointing at himself.
" Pulease." Rogue rolled her eyes.
" Pourquoi pas?" Remy fake pouted.
" Ya don' look crazy for one." Rogue commented.
" Crazy 'bout y'." He then gave her one of his classic debonair smiles.
" Has dat line evea worked?" Rogue laughed, trying to fight away the blush that crept its way onto her cheeks. ' I will not blush. I will not blush. I WILL NOT BLUSH!' Rogue practically screamed at herself.
" Don' know, did it?" He asked back.
Rogue turned her back to him, so he didn't see the blush on her cheeks. " So how much ya willin' ta bet?" Rogue asked changing the subject. ' So much for not blushing.'
Remy smiled at this. " How 'bout a dime?"
" Seriously?" Rogue asked in disbelief.
" Sure why not. Dey Kitty Cat'll win and de Wolf dere'll lose." Remy walked a circle around her as he spoke. He then stopped right in front of her, putting his hand out for her to shake.
Rogue glanced at his hand then to Sabertooth; she then made a real quick check that she had her gloves on, and then the smirk she had been fighting off showed on her lips. " Alright." She then put her hands in his, and they shook.
" Prepare t' lose p'tite." He said back, he then brought her small hand up to his lips. He bent down to kiss the back of her hand, but unfortunately his lips met his on gloved hand.
He looked up wide-eyed and frowning to see a smiling Rogue. " Nice try Cajun."
" How'd y' know Gambit was Cajun, chere?" He asked a little tongue-tied. A rare thing for the smooth talking Cajun. ' She looks even better when she smiles.'
" Yar accent. Spent some time in New Orleans last year. Whole mess of Cajuns, and thieves, there. But th' city itself is beautiful." Rogue then routinely ran a hand over her pockets to make sure her money was still in her pockets.
" Dat it is." Remy added. They looked at each other for moment, Remy was grinning, and Rogue was fighting not to blush. Both seemed quite taken by each other.
" Alright, READY SET GO!!!" The announcer yelled. Both Rogue and Remy stopped looking at each other and turned to watch the fight between Sabertooth and the Wolverine.
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Authors Note: Alright it's done. They met and now you can stop asking me about when they are going to meet. Next chapter is going to have some action, in it. The fight between Logan and Creed, and remember the drunken mans threats. Well I'll update when I can. Most definitely by next week. I have spring break, so I'll try and give you more then one chapter. Take Care.
Oh ya. PLEASE tell me what you think about this chapter. In other words please REVIEW!!!!