Hmm... Somewhere in here, I might write a lemon. So, I shall announce when, seeing as I can't post it here, so you can mail me to request it. -Nodnod-
Anywho, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Eh, by the by... 'Welcome to my Life' belongs to Simple Plan, not me... It just reminded of both of them so much! nn;

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Now, didn't she just feel like a girly-girl?
She'd changed her outfit about three times... But ended up back what she had started in. What was the big deal..?
About two weeks ago, Remy had admitted his love for her... And she started to realize, she returned the same feelings for the Cajun thief.
As for the outfit changes, well...

They had decided to go clubbing tonight... And she wanted to look... Nice.
She finally sighed in defeat, going along with her usual, 'fancy' clothes.
A black dress fell down over her legs, a dark purple blouse covering her torso. Black gloves that reached her elbows covered her arms, and hands from view, a gold chain hanging around her shoulders, followed by a thin, purple silk scarf around her neck.

She smiled, as the now-familiar hum of an engine was heard outside. She looked out to see Remy, grinning and waving for her to come one.
She turned, looking in th mirror and playing with her hair one last time, before running out the door to him, and climbing onto the bike, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

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They arrived at the club in about fifteen minutes, deciding to drink before they danced.
It was non-alchoholic, which dissapointed Remy, but not for long... He was with a pretty girl... What could go wrong tonight?
They sat down at a booth, simply talking between themselves, Remy flirting non-stop.

She smiled softly, watching his eyes...
They glowed profusely through the dark, smokey club, shining brighter as an occasional light flickered down onto them. He reached out slowly, fingering the thin silk scarf she wore curiously.
".. Hnn," he murmured softly. She stared. "What is it?"

He said nothing, merely fingered the material.
".. Remy got an idea," he murmured softly. He removed the scarf from around her neck, beckoning her closer. When she complied, he gently wrapped the fabric around her face, reaching a hand out to gently trace her lips with his fingers.
Her eyes widened only slightly at his intentions, wondering why she hadn't though of this before.

He moved his hand to the small of her back slowly, pulling her closer to him, before gently pressing his lips to hers through the cloth... Matter-of-factly, it was like the cloth wasn't even there.
His kiss was soft, but as his lips lingered on hers for awhile, it became more demanding. He scooted closer to her, into the booth, running a hand through her hair while gently pressing her against the wall.

He gently ran his tongue over her bottom lip, pressing another kiss to her lips, his slowly parting against hers.
She received it greatfully, arms wrapping around his neck, and tongue brushing past his through the silk. For a moment, they were alone, no one else around to see them...

Then they had to pull back for breath, Remy sighing softly and pressing his head against hers, making sure their hair proved as a barrier between their flesh.
".. Ah... Nevah thought of the before," she murmured softly. Remy smirked slightly. ".. Dat su'prises me... Y'one helluva kisser, chere..." She felt a bit of color add to her cheeks, though she new it was concealed with the scarf covering her face.

".. Wanna dance?"
"T'ought you'd never ask, mon chere," he replied, slowly unravelling the scarf from her features. He pushed himself up, and reached out for her hand, leading her out onto the floor.
A song came on, that both knew they could relate to... Even singing to each other as they danced...

Do you ever feel like breakin' down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong, and no one understands you?

He smiled as she turned in his arms, pressing her back to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and continued, singing in her ear...

Do you ever wanna run away?

Do you lock yourself in your room?

With the radio on, turned up so loud...

No one hears you screamin'?

This was so perfect in her mind... They'd found some way to touch, and she felt full to bursting with happiness... They each took turns, singing one chorus at a time to each other...

No, you don't know what it's like...

When nothin' feels alright...

You don't know what it's like,

To be like me...

To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark...

To be kicked, when you're down,

To feel like you've been pushed around...

To be on the edge of breaking down, with no one there to save you...

No, you don't know what it's like...

Welcome to my life...

He bent down, gently biting on her ear with his teeth carefully. She sighed softly, snaking her arms up to wrap around his neck, hips still swaying to the music...

Do you wanna be somebody else?

Are you sick of feelin' so left out?

Are you desperate to find somethin' more, before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?

Are you sick of everyone around?

With their big, fake smiles, and stupid lies...

While deep inside, you're bleedin'?

No you don't know what it's like, when nothin' feels alright...

You don't know what it's like,

To be like me...

To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark...

To be kicked, when you're down,

To feel like you've been pushed around...

To be on the edge of breaking down, with no one there to save you...

No, you don't know what it's like...

Welcome to my life...

She knew she could feel the words to this song relate to her very well, and wondered if he felt the same way... She didn't dare ask yet, however, and ruin the moment they held between them...

No one ever lied straight, to your face...

And no one ever stabbed you in the back...

You might think I'm happy...

But I'm not gonna be okay...

Everybody always gettin' what you wanted...

Never hadta work, it was always there...

You don't know what it's like, what it's like...

To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark...

To be kicked, when you're down,

To feel like you've been pushed around...

To be on the edge of breaking down, with no one there to save you...

No, you don't know what it's like...

Truth be told... He did feel what she felt, the lyrics described him just as well as they described her... He'd found his one, the one who'd be there to save him...

To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark...

To be kicked, when you're down,

To feel like you've been pushed around...

To be on the edge of breaking down, with no one there to save you...

No, you don't know what it's like...

Welcome to my life, welcome to my life...

Welcome to my life...

She stayed in this postition, back pressed up against him. She trailed a finger down his jaw-line slowly, looking up at him with a wink. One look into her emerald green eyes, and Remy melted on the spot.
He swayed his hips to the next song that came on, the effect she had on him quite obvious as his hips swayed with hers, brushing past the small of her back.

He swallowed hard, leaning down.
"Sorry..." he murmured loud enough for her to hear. "You're just so beautiful..." She felt a blush creep onto the edges of her cheeks, turning to face him, and wrap her arms around his neck, resting her head against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her waist slowly, dancing with her as, coincidentally, 'The Reason,' by Hoobastank, began to play.
He softly sung the words to her, loud enough for her ears only. She smiled as he did, eyes filled with emotion as he sung the lyrics to her... Only her...

I found a reason for me...
To change who I used to be...
A reason to start over new...

He smiled softly, leaning down to her ear before continuing...

.. And the reason is you.

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".. How cheesy!" Pyro laughed as Remy told Piotr about the night before... Unfotunatly, John had walked in. "Yo' such a helpless romantic, Cajun!"
"Dat may be, mon ami... But how many dates y'had dis mont'?" John stopped laughing abruptly, coughing slightly as his face contorted into a grimace.

"Well, eh, Ah... Screw you, LeBeau!" he snapped, turning to walk back upstairs. Remy and Piotr laughed at him. Remy shook his head slightly.
"I dunno, Pete... She seems s'perfect in every way... 'Cept, 'course, fo' de fact dat we can' touch..." Piotr nodded his head slowly.
"Sounds like you've von her over, Rem," he replied deeply, nodding his head in thought. "Ze best thing you can do is continue vith vhat is happening, and hope for ze very best..."

Gambit nodded his head with a sigh, leaning back in his chair.
"It's just so hard..."
"I understand," Piotr replied. "But if you love her... You vill continue on vith her, no matter vhat ze complication..."

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.. She wished she was deaf as she was telling Kitty about her night... she all but squealed with excitement... She was happy none of the other X-girls had heard her.
"That's, like, so sweet!" Rogue smirked softly. ".. It was..."
"And he kissed you?"
".. Mo' like invaded mah entire mouth," she replied with a sheepish grin, coughing slightly. Kitty giggled girlishy. "You, are, so, lucky!" she said, laughing.

Rogue nodded, letting a slight laugh escape her lips.
".. Ah am, aren't Ah..?"

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Author's Note:

Yeh, that chapter seemed kinda pointless, but, I liked it anyways... It leads into something bigger... MUCH bigger, and it'll explain a lot of things to yous peoples. -Nods- So, stick around. Next chapter coming to a theater near you!