Blacknight369: ooh hello. Thank you very much, do I get another chapter of your story soon?
Xmengirlzrule: you're right, good things can't last forever…very astute. Keep reading and you'll see how things pan out.
Abaiisiia: hold on a momento, I'm confused! Who threw rocks at whom? It all sounds deeply suspicious to me! Sorry, no super quick update exactly, I've had horrible work to try and do instead of fun fan fiction. So unfair. Ta for the review though!
Freak87: oh, playing on my insecurities! Mwah. Your still gonna have to wait a bit for the anticlimax I'm afraid, but there might be some nice pointless stuff to read in the meantime to keep you occupied…
Ishandahalf: well I'm glad I can brighten someone's day! I love the word 'lothario' too, and it seems to suit Remy so beautifully don't you think? Indeed. I haven't tried a latte yet sadly, but soon! 3 cents? That really is annoying! What do they hope to gain with 3 cents? I say, start a pressure group, be pushy to the point of obnoxious and get them to go for a nice, round number. Go on, you get the fabric pens and I'll make the t-shirts!
Bant: its not the mushy chapters I hate, it's the whole thing. I love to write I really do, I just never thought myself to be any good at it. Thank you for what you said though, it was lovely of you.
Chica De Los Ojos Café: enthusiasm! That's what I like to see. Glad you loved it, thanks for the ace review.
GothikStrawberry: I'm really bad at adding other characters into my fics, they often disappear after a couple of chapters and I forget what I've already done. For clarification, the Kitty/Piotr thing is kinda a (very) background sub-plot, she's interested in him, he hasn't really noticed her…they could probably have a story on their own to be honest.
Lady Godiva: well thank you very much! I'm glad you like it. No, Remy's not really a thief. I took some liberties on their histories and tried to come up with something that sounded like he was a thief, but with it all being nice and legal at the same time!
Epona04: of course I reply to reviews, I love my reviewers! Simple as…well now that's cool because I think everyone needs a bag like Rogue's! I'm very glad you like reading the story, thank you very much for the super review.
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Music When The Lights Go OutChapter Fourteen (Something about taking trips)
Months passed quickly and it didn't seem long at all before the summer was upon them. August in New York City was practically unbearable. The smog and pollution made the air humid and oppressive, so wherever you were, the walls always seemed to be closing in on you.
Rogue sat patiently in the lobby of the LeBeau building, waiting for Remy to be finished in a business meeting, they had plans for that evening. She had made very certain that she was sitting right under the air conditioning vent to try and cool down a little, it had to be over a hundred degrees out and even in her short skirt and thin white vest top, she still felt like she was melting.
The meeting was dragging on had already over run by twenty minutes. Rogue was getting impatient, she had never really been one for waiting around, but he was worth it. Growing bored, she starting to trace patterns over the exposed skin on her legs, gradually letting the lines grow out of control and spiral onto the comfortable chair she was sitting on too.
The sharp ding of an elevator landing suddenly snapped her out of her little daydream and she looked up to find a sharply dressed Cajun walking towards her. He greeted her with a smile and a kiss.
"T'anks fo' waitin' chére, didn' realise dat was gonna go on as long as it did."
"S'ok." Her previous boredom forgotten as they started to walk out of the building. "Ain't ya hot in a suit?"
"A bit, a lil heat never really bot'ered me…dough I ain't really been outside yet."
"Ya just wait…"
As they walked down the steamy streets, Remy started to see what she meant and was forced to take off his jacket and roll up the sleeves of his shirt. They were going to his apartment quickly anyway, he could always put on something cooler there.
He had one other thing to check whilst he was round this way though, and whilst he felt bad for dragging Rogue all over the place today, this was on their way anyway, and he felt sure it wouldn't take a second.
Because he didn't particularly see the point of driving in New York when it was so easy just to walk or take a cab, he had started renting out a little garage not a million miles away from his apartment block. This way he didn't have to worry about traffic jams but he still had a way to get to places when he needed to. Every so often though, he had to swing by and check everything was ok, and perhaps more importantly, pay the rent.
The little green garage wasn't anything special, far from it. The paint was peeling off the door in places and there were weeds peeking through parts of the brickwork, but it did its job. With all his might, Remy heaved up the metal door revealing the space inside.
"Woah." Rogue beat him to it.
"Y' like?"
"Ah love!"
She went inside and cast a very appreciative eye over the sleek black motorcycle that sat in the garage, running a finger along the paintwork and across the leather seat.
"Had her since I was a teenager" he explained, watching Rogue lavish attention on the bike, "she still takes me home every year."
"Ah always had a thing for boys with motorbikes…"
She shot him a sultry look and he had to chuckle. He loved it when she was in one of her more playful moods.
"Ya know what," she said suddenly, turning back to properly face Remy who was still leaning against the wide brick entrance. "We should take her out someplace for tha day, like a lil roadtrip."
"Y' t' m'self fo' a whole day? Sounds like a tres bonne idea t' me. And where exactly did m' chérie have in mind?"
"Ah'm not too sure. Outta tha city though, somewhere a lil cooler."
He left his leaning post by the door and went to wrap his arms around her waist. "I t'ink I know a place. Tomorrow mornin'?"
She nodded and lent up to kiss him. She was looking forward to it already.
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By 10 o'clock the next morning, Remy and Rogue were speeding along the highway on Remy's motorbike. Remy was loving the feeling of Rogue pressed up so close against him, her arms wrapped tightly around his middle. He worked out that if he sped up occasionally or sometimes took the corners a little carelessly; she would hold on tighter and press herself even closer to him. Oh yes, this was definitely the way to travel.
They were heading to a river just out of state. It would take them a while to drive to, but hopefully it would all be worth it once they finally got there. Part of the river was usually quite crowed, it was popular with families, especially this time of year, but that wasn't what Remy had in mind.
He passed the usual turning, the one that more or less everyone else used. Instead he kept on driving until he had passed another bend in the river, it would be more secluded there, more private.
Parking the bike, they started to walk towards the water, taking the cooler of food they had strapped tightly to the back of the motorbike with them. Trees hid the river so that it could not be seen from the road. It was the perfect spot.
Rogue dumped the cooler down on the grass by the waters edge and took off her jacket, throwing it down on the ground and letting the warm air drift over her skin.
"Hey Cajun, wanna go for a swim?" She asked him with a wink.
Without waiting for a reply, she pulled her shirt over her head. The rest of her clothes followed quickly and she walked into the river, leaving a gawping Remy standing on the shore.
"What's tha matter?" she called out to him. The river got much deeper in the middle and she soon found that she wasn't able to stand. "It ain't like Ah've never seen ya naked before and tha waters lovely."
He suddenly came to his senses and realised exactly what he was missing out on. Grinning, he stripped off, practically running towards the water and swimming out to her.
Grabbing her, he pulled her onto his lap as best he could; she was practically weightless in the water. Rogue ran her hand through his hair, which was already soaked, pushing it back behind his ears. He closed his eyes, loving the sensation, and loving it even more when he felt her lips softly press against his, teasing him.
Wickedly, he suddenly dunked them both under the water, eliciting a yelp from her. She hadn't been expecting that, it only made him laugh.
"Remy!"
"Oh chére, it was funny," he argued, pulling her into his arms again. She had little black smudges of mascara under her eyes where the water had made it run, he gently wiped them away with his thumb. She looked so fragile, with her wet hair falling loose around her shoulders and her make-up all washed away. All he wanted to do was protect her from all the bad things in the world and take care of her, not that she would let him. She had no idea how special she was to him.
"Rogue, I love you." He suddenly blurted out. He had absolutely no idea were that had come from, the words had just kind of spilled out of him. He meant it though, with every breath in his body.
There was a couple of second's worth of silence between them and all that could be heard was the quiet rustle of the leaves in the trees, coupled with the slow calming swish of the water around them. He was so tense that it felt more like hours or even days could have passed before he received an answer…
"Ah love ya too." She smiled. That took a little while to sink it, but when it finally did, Remy was elated. Pulling Rogue closer to him, he promptly began to smother her with kisses
"Ya sure picked a funny place ta tell me that," she laughed, breaking away and throwing her arms around his neck.
For once all he could do was laugh and agree and hold her close, happy that for once in his life, things were finally starting to look complete.
Sorry for yet another crappy chapter. The next one will be a bit better perhaps…
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