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Author's note: Yeah!!!!! Problem solved! As it turns out, it wasn't the person in front of the keyboard and it wasn't the keyboard either…it was the machine. Whenever I uploaded a doc on the site, it erased everything but the words and would only correct a few things. Now, problem solved. So, Thank you for bearing with me. I've corrected the previous chapters and reloaded them. No changes to the story though.

And now (drum roll)

The right thing for the right reasons…Chapter five

The next morning was hectic. Beast officially introduced Gambit at the chaos that took place in the kitchen.

"Is it like that every morning?" asked Gambit

"No, this is a rather quiet morning considering we have no training sessions before 10am on Sundays."

The blue man's agility was merely enough to make it from the counter to the table with all the food still on the plate. Gambit watched and laughed when he saw the expression or relief on Beast's face as he finally sat down. He poured himself a cup of coffee and joined him, sitting across the table. Things started to whine down a bit as the teens started to clean up and leave.

"I suspect we will see a few more faces than usual this early in the day though."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"Novelty my friend. You are new here. The kids are going to want to see you. Plus, if I'm not mistaking, you spoke with Kitty and Jubilee last night. I would not be surprised if they both spent all night going from room to room and fill all their friends with juicy gossip."

Of course, the word had gotten around since last night so everyone who hadn't been in the rec room was impatiently waiting for to see the 'new guy'. As he sat there, he heard the thundering sound of feet running towards the kitchen. Just as they came to the door, the footsteps slowed and stopped. Then, half a face peeked through the door. It disappeared just as quickly. And just after that, about five teens came through the door, trying to look innocent and making their way around the kitchen, taking the excuse of breakfast to just really take a good look at him.

Both startled, Beast and Gambit looked at each other for a second, and then laughed.

"Gambit just figured out what he could teach here!!"

"And what would that be" asked Beast, still laughing.

"Discretion…"

"Lord knows they need it!!"

XxxxX

Gambit never had any trouble charming people, his eyes weren't just strange, they had a hypnotic quality to them and when he put the effort into it, he could charm anyone or anything. He also had some emphatic ability; he could easily tap into someone's emotions and be un tune with them, witch obviously made him an excellent listener…an ability he had often used to quietly emptying a gal's purse while she was telling him her life story!!

"Those days are over now," he thought with a smile. He was making his way to the Danger Room, very curious to see what that room was. He'd heard about it. There was a bit of anxiety as well. He had learned that the person in charge of the training sessions was the Wild Man himself. Not that Gambit was afraid of him but he did make him a bit nervous. When the X-Men at picked up Rogue in the Bayou, he had sensed that the feelings Wolverine had for the lonely girl were authentic. Very protective, kind of like a father. He'd often wondered what the story was between the two of them. But anyway, no matter how you put it, Wolverine was competition and that's what made Gambit a bit anxious. He was wondering how the outbreak would come.

XxxxX

Rogue was making her way to the Danger Room herself. She was wondering about the dream she had last night. Thing is, it wasn't a dream. The images that she saw were memories that she had absorbed from someone else. Images that she had pushed back in the back of her mind because she didn't want to look at them. Looking at them would have given them a tangible reality. It would have been like admitting it could be…unfortunately, at night, those images weren't in check, and seeing Gambit last night had opened the box in witch they were locked.

She saw herself. Through the eyes of Gambit. That's what she had absorbed, when they had touched. Images of herself in the train, as he watched her sleep and then wake up, turning away before she could see him. And then, walking in the streets of New Orleans, in that Jazz bar, as she listened to the music. She couldn't remember closing her eyes but she did. It wasn't just the images but the way he was detailing her, and the feelings. She gave herself a smack on the head. "Wake up girl! He just wanted to use you remember?" Right! But that had occurred after the kidnapping. After they had found out they had so much in common. And he did give her that card…

Of course, lost in thought as she was, again, she turned the corner to get to the elevator and ended up smashing straight in the arms of…

"Gambit!!"

"Bonjour cherie," he replied, grabbing her by the waist with one arm, to prevent her from falling of course.

"Let go of me," she said, pushing him back.

"Hey, you the one that jump in my arms, petite, Gambit not gonna complain."

"I wasn't intentional, trust me!"

"Of course it wasn't!" he said with an ironic tone. "But no worries! Gambit can be patient." He added with wide smile.

Torn between teaching him all the bad words she'd learn from Wolverine, hitting him until he blacked out or just screaming her lungs out at him, she finally opted for non of the above and just turned her back on him, pushing the button for that darn elevator to get there. She jumped when she heard his voice right next to her ear, his breath gently brushing her hair on her cheek.

"Very patient," he whispered.

She turned around and started to say something but just then, Kitty and Kurt joined them. She closed her mouth and turned her back on him again.

"Cool! So you're like, gonna train with us?" Kitty said when they got there.

"Yes, petite."

Rogue was saved by her friend. Kitty started talking to Gambit and even though he was still shooting looks at her, she now had a good excuse to ignore him. Kitty was her roommate and best friend and even if sometimes, Rogue just wished she stopped talking, right now, she was grateful for it.

"Is everything all right Rogue?" Kurt whispered, aware of the 'history' between Gambit and the girl he considered his only family.

"Yeah Kurt, everything's fine." She answered as they all got on the elevator.