The Meaning of Your Love
Chapter 2: A Date With Destiny
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Amara felt incredibly uncomfortable. Who's bright idea was it to go out with Pyro again? Oh yeah, it was hers. Why'd she call him in the first place? She pondered this over and over again in her head until the two reached a nice cafe on the edge of Bayville. She followed him as he entered, him holding the door open like a gentleman, and looked around. It was a rather popular cafe and if was rather busy that day.
"Take a seat Sheila, I'll go order us something to drink, what would ya like?" Pyro asked, flashing her a grin. Today he was wearing a green t-shirt that was decorated with pictures of some band, probably an Australian one since Amara didn't recognize it, and a pair of khaki pants.
"Uhmm, I'd like a French vanilla cappuccino," she said, a blush beginning to appear on her cheeks. The way he stared at her made her feel quite strange. She didn't know if she felt attracted to him or just really uncomfortable. She sat at a small table near the window and watched as he walked up to the line to order their drinks. A feeling in the back of her mind told her to leave now and block his number, but another told her to stay and enjoy herself. Maybe she was thinking too much, but it wasn't doing any good. Even if she did run away, it would just bother her to no end later. What was wrong with enjoying a date with the opposite sex? She nodded mentally and decided it was time to stop being uncomfortable and have fun. She smiled for the first time at that moment and grinned at him as he came back.
He gave her a puzzled look as he set her drink on the table in front of her. "What's got you all of a sudden so happy? You look like you just won the lottery or something." He took his seat directly across from her and took a sip of what seemed to be a frozen coffee drink.
"Nothing, I was just thinking," she giggled softly and took a sip of her drink too.
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Rogue followed to two to the popular cafe on the edge of town and snuck in a few moments after them. Good thing she was used to not being noticed because if she was caught, Amara would never forgive her. Once she got situated in a table in the back, with a good view of Amara and Pyro, she picked up a newspaper and hit her face slightly, but enough to see them. "What the hell is she doing?" she whispered to herself as she watched them talk. They actually seemed to be getting along, but he was an acolyte. Wait, she thought for a moment. Wasn't she getting along with an acolyte too? God she was confused, but she ignored the feeling and continued to watch them until someone placed their hand on her shoulder.
She turned around and looked at the person, her mouth in the shape of the letter O. "What are you doing here? I thought you were staying in New Orleans?!" she questioned the man, Mr. Remy Lebeau, with a scowl on her face.
Remy grinned at her and took a seat in front of her. "It's nice too see you too, Roguey." He looked around the bustling cafe and spotted his ex-team mate and Rogue's friend. "Well, I can pretty much guess why you're here, but as for me, I came just to see my favorite X-gal."
Rogue huffed and quickly told him to keep his voice down or they'd see them. Sure, she was happy to see him, but if he ruined her spying, she would make sure that he wouldn't be happy to see her. "Enough of the crap, why are you here?" she whispered, making sure Amara and Pyro wouldn't hear her.
"Well, my business with my father is done, so I decided to come back, why, are you not happy to see me?" he smiled innocently at her and felt her glare angrily at him. "I guess that would be a no."
The X-men sighed and banged her head on the table softly. Why was this happening to her. Today would have to be the worst day in her life, other then the day that she learned Risty was Mystique. She heard him chuckle and glared up again. "Just be quiet and hope they don't see us."
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Amara was enjoying herself. They chatted about the books that Pyro had written and she even learned about a few that she never heard of. "I'll have to buy that one," she replied, noting in her head to buy another series that he had written previous to The Dove of New Orleans, which she learned was partly based on the romance that Pyro thought that Remy and Rogue shared. "So Gambit actually told you he was going to kidnap Rogue?"
"Yep, and that he thought she was attractive," he grinned. "I thought it would be a great idea for a story, so bam, there it went!"
She laughed and took a sip of her drink. "I thought something was going on there, but I would never ask her, she'd kill me."
"Well, if you want some proof, look over there," he said, pointing at the other end of the room.
Amara glanced over at the spot where Pyro had pointed and gasped. It looked to her like they were on a date. How cute! Amara giggled and whispered, "Do you think they know that we're here?"
"I don't think so, look at how close they are, they look like their oblivious to anything around them, lovesick birds they are.."
"Maybe we should leave before they see us?" Amara commented, trying to hide her face from Rogue's view. It didn't even cross her that they may be there to spy on her. "I really don't want Rogue to kill me before I turn eighteen.."
"Alright, where do you wanna go, Sheila?" he asked, him and her standing up to leave.
"Hmm, how bout the carnival? I heard they're in town again." She absolutely loved the carnival. Last time, she and Jubilee went and had a blast, literally. Jubilee had blown up the arcade.
"Okay, let's get too it!"
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Sorry it took so long to update.. I actually forgot a had this story on here! Well, I did it! I made a chapter! Yay! Sorry for the shortness, but the next one will be good..