For its puppy love chérie

By NightCat The Blue Angel

I do not own x-men Evolution, but I wish I did.

Note: Sorry if any of the accent aren't right and or any misspellings. :)

I had to repost this story because it was took down Idont know why but it was :(

((Thought))

The bell had just rang as all the kids spilled out into the halls of Bayville high. Rouge slowly walked to her locker and through her books in side, grabbed her things and then slammed it shut.

Kurt: " woo vat vid your locker ever do to you?"

Rouge: "AAAH, Kurt y' scared the crap out me!"

Kurt just smirked at her then smiled.

Kurt: " I gust vonted to know iv y' vonted a ride home? Also me and Ketty vere going to stop and get someving ta eat, so y' vont to come vith?

Rouge: " noa, sense its so nice out I was jus guna walk and plus I could uses a good stretch after haven to sit in those small torture chairs they call desks.

Kurt just laughed

Kurt: "I know vhat ya mean itz hard to sit up straight vhen your knees are hitten za bottom of za desk... vell ill see y' at home zen?

Rouge: "ya see y' later."

Rouge waved to Kurt as she watched him run down the hall to go look for Kitty. By the time she got to the front doors almost all of the halls were empty and as she walked down the steps she saw Kurt and Kitty waving at her as they drove by in Kurt's new metallic blue mustang convertible that his foster parents had sent to him for his b-day a few months ago. She smiled and waved to them as they pulled out of the parking lot. ((god hes so lucky to have foster parents that love so much to send him a car for his B-day.))

She walked down the street and toward the park as she breathed in the fresh spring air and the sent of the blooming flowers that lined the sidewalk and in the park. as she walked down the street she noticed that it was quit quiet out despite the cars going by, and some kids playing in the park, The birds were singing all around her. She walked over to a bench and sat down closed her eyes leaned her head bake and took in a deep breath, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers that surround her and sat there just listening to soft sounds around her.

Rouge: (( " (sigh) its so peaceful to day, I should come to the park more often."))

Just then her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a motorcycle pulling up to the sidewalk in front of her. slowly she opened her eyes to see who it was and groaned, (she smiled in her mind) Its him. when she did.

Remy: " well hello there chérie."

Rouge: " Aaah, Why do y' keep falloen ma ?"

Remy: "I cant help it... I guess its must be puppy love."

Rouge: "What!...are you talking about?"

Remy smiled "y' see, Remy's like a puppy... no mater where y' go I'll be right there with y'... fallowen y'well jus' like a little pup.

Rouge: "or in your case a mutt."

Remy just smiled at her again "Ahh, chéire harsh."

Rouge just smirked at him. " How did y' know ta look for me here?"

Remy: " Ran inta Kurt and Kitty at the cornea jus' about ten min. ago, said y' was walking home so Remy thought he might look for y'... to see if y' wanted to go for a ride?

Rouge just sat there and looked at him like he was crazy but inside she was screaming (("oh god yes Ied go for a ride with y'!")) Shed never admit it but shed had a crush on Remy sense the first time shed met him. the first thing shed fallen for him was his eyes ruby red on black, so different but yet so beautiful. 2nd was that he was such a gentleman towered her, and not to Minchin that he was a total hoity.

She stood and walked up to him. He was still setting on the bike with his head slightly to one side and smiling at her. ((God he looks so hot when he setting on his bike, what am I saying he always looks hot!))

Remy: "well chérie?"

Rouge: "well... it is a nice day to go for a ride."

Remy: "Is dat a yes?"

Rouge slightly smiled at him. " I ... guess... ya I'll go for a ride with y' if ita get you to stop buggen ma."

Remy smiled at her and patted the back of seat. "Well chérie were da y' want ta go first?"

That's it for now, but Ill try to post more as soon as possible.

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