***
"We're, like, screwed for the next month. How am I going to go Christmas Shopping?"
Kitty and Kurt climbed the stairs, their spirits low. Operation X-mas had been a total mess. When Sam, John and Piotr had finally arrived to the Brotherhood house, things hadn't turned out quite well. They'd been all missing, Blob, Toad and Lance had been no where in sight, neither the twins, Pietro and Wanda. The house had been left in a mess, worse than usual. Let's say all the windows had been broken, half of the roof had collapsed into the house. Kitty just hoped it was the boys' usual messiness and nothing else (being the Sentinels).
"Like, aren't you're asking me what I did all day?" The blue mutant didn't answer.
Kurt didn't feel any better. He'd had his ups and downs all day with Emma Frost, his new personnel teacher. He felt exhausted, his tail was sore. His first lesson had been listening for useful information, trying to figure out people's motivations. Interesting, but a bit twisted. Then Frost had taken him up to the top of a skyscraper, like RockerFella Centre in the heart of Manhattan. What a fright when she'd pushed him off the top. He'd quickly teleported himself back up, unsure how to react at his mad/psycho teacher. "Try and be suspicious of everything you aren't sure. And when you're sure about something, try and find something suspicious." Later on, she'd confessed that "you mustn't be overly suspicious." God how his head ached. He didn't get the woman one bit, and was starting to wonder where this would lead him. And now he had no more energy to spare.
"You're going to bed, like, now?" Kitty asked him as he headed towards his room. He babbled something that had no sense and disappeared into his bedroom, forgetting to close the door behind him.
Kitty sighed and went to her own room. Is was dark, and she fumbled for the switch. Something cracked under her shoe as she swore. It was her earring she'd dropped in the morning in a rush and hadn't had time to pick up.
"Great, great, great."
Suddenly the light went on, Kitty made some sort of small piercing cry in surprise.
"Oh god, Rogue, it's you..." She breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself.
The Goth went back to her bed with a book. "Thought ya needed some help there."
"Thanks." Kitty put her bags down from her day's purchases and started going through them, putting the clothes away in her drawer. "What were you, like, doing in the dark anyway?" Kitty asked Rogue.
"Reading," she mumbled deep in her book.
"And like how could you do that in the dark?"
Rogue looked up at her friend and Kitty finally saw the red on black eyes. "Burrowed som' of Gambit's powahs." She then put the book away, and the foreign colours in her eyes disappeared.
"Oh..." The freshman fished out some black tops and a skirt and threw them over to Rogue. "They're for you."
"Thanks." Rogue picked them up to see what they were like.
"Talking about Gambit, seen him lately?"
Rogue mumbled something before finally replying. "What about the Swamp Rat?"
Kitty sighed and let herself fall backwards on her bed. "He's like so HOT!" Rogue lifted an eyebrow at this and Kitty could have sworn that she'd seen the Goth smile.
"Can you, at least, like, ask how my day went?" Kitty asked her friend.
"Nope," Rogue replied jumping out of bed and trying the skirt on. "Bobby told meh everythin' already, and Ah guessed it was pretty bahd when Ah sahw Logan stomp out of the Mansion and leave with his motorbike."
"It was worse than bad. We, like, had decided to invite the Brotherhood and all for Christmas," Kitty explained. "Scott and Bobby actually went down in the sewers to try and find Evan."
"They found him?" Rogue asked, Bobby hadn't said anything about this. The Iceman had just looked at her strangely, babbled some information and had then gone to the kitchen.
"Nope, they don't even want to talk about it. We put up this whole scheme to sneak past Logan and all. Wolverine got all confused and red faced in the perfume shop and couldn't smell a thing!"
"It didn't work, though."
"No," Kitty revealed miserably. "We like have these GPS chips in our X-men sunglasses, and he was able to track us down with that."
Rogue frowned suspiciously, she always had those glasses with her and the others probably had had them with them too. She could even remember Jubilee leaving that morning with her pair on her head. Kitty glanced over at Rogue who was now wearing the skirt. It came down just above her knees; her legs were cream white. Then she saw it, that half smile on Rogue's face.
"Like, what happened to you? You looked all mighty pleased with something."
Rogue's face became stony white, but the corner of her lips itched into a smile. "Ah just had a good day."
"Tell me! Tell me!" Kitty begged.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Nahthing special."
"Okay, like, keep your secrets, missy." Kitty crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
Rogue, bare foot and still wearing the skirt got out of the room. Kitty quickly stood up from her bed and followed her friend out; she wouldn't abandon so easily. "Tell me! Tell me!" Rogue did her best to ignore the exited freshman. "Has it got anything to do with Gambit?"
"Ya're out of ya mind, Kitty," Rogue lied perfectly.
"Oh, like been fooling around with Mr Logan's bike?"
"Wrong again."
They were now nearing the bathroom where Rogue intended to wash her face and teeth to be able to go to bed. The corridor was dim, no stars could be seen out of the window and the wind made the glass rattle slightly. Fortunately for Logan that was out, he wouldn't be able to feel the cold.
Kitty bit her thumb, squinting in thought. "You're, like, torturing me!" she cried out in dismay. "You're evil!"
"Dat's what Remy keep tellin' chere." Rogue couldn't stop the words coming out of her mouth, and she clapped her hands over it.
"Pardon?" Kitty looked up at Rogue in surprise. "You said something?" The freshman hadn't noticed anything. Rogue sighed in relief.
"Nah, nothin'," Rogue was quick to answer, opening the bathroom door. Warm steam waffled out, dampening her face. "What the..." Even Jean didn't let it get that damp and warm in the bathroom (her hair would get frizzy!)
Kitty's jaw dropped as she saw Remy walk out only in his boxers. His towel was slumped over a shoulder in a casual way, his hair was soggy and messy. Rogue had to give her a friend a small jab in her side with her elbow to make the girl come back to the living. The Goth couldn't lie that he was good looking, and tried not to blush at the thought of the night before.
"Move swamp rat, ya can't monopolise the bathroom fo' ever. It's worse than the tropical forest in there."
A smirk played on his lips. He moved aside for the Rogue to get in, his moist skin gleaming in the corridor light, his muscles rippling in his shoulder and arm as he lifted it as if showing her the way. Rogue sneered and got in, slamming the door behind her.
Remy chuckled and made his way down the corridor, giving Kitty a wink on the way.
Kitty, getting out of her stupor, phased through the door to join Rogue. The Goth was busy taking her make-up off.
"That's what I, like, mean when I say he's HOT!" Kitty said fanning her face with her hand. She then grabbed her toothbrush and tried to put the toothpaste on the brush part. Like she wasn't concentrating on what she was doing, she squirted the stuff on the wrong end.
"Toothpaste, Kitty!" Rogue reminded her.
"Oh, yeah..."
***
Rogue was still wide-awake in bed, listening attentively to Kitty's breathing. It finally slowed down to an even rhythm. Rogue got out of bed in her pyjamas and tiptoed over to her friend's bed.
"Sorry Kitty, but I really need ya." Rogue's hand came down to her friend's face and gently stoked it. There was a small absorption and the freshman lightly moaned in pain. She didn't wake up however to Rogue's relief.
"Hey! Like, what's happened to me?" Kitty asked inside Rogue, in her psyche form.
"Hey, Kit Kat," Remy greeted her. "Chere has just absorbed ya."
"What? Rogue? Like, can you hear me! Why did you attack me?"
"Shuh!!" Rogue told the Kitty to be quite.
Rogue massaged the sides of her head, trying to make the small headache leave.
"Ah needed ya powah."
"Why?"
"To visit Remy."
"Remy? Like in Gambit? What for?"
Rogue groaned, wasn't it obvious? "Listen, ya find him hot?"
"I've, like, been telling you that since he came to the Mansion with the others!"
"Well, if ya phase me to his room, ya'll get a double serving of what ya saw earlier when he came out of the bathroom."
"Like, okay." Rogue slowly passed through the floorboards, landing in a spare room underneath. She then passed through the door and headed for Remy's room.
"But, like, is it like spying, or ogling... that's pretty sick Rogue!"
"It's nothin' like that!" Rogue snapped back.
With little sound or none at all, Rogue had arrived in front of Remy's door. The corridor was obscure, and Rogue listened, making sure there was no one about. She then phased through Remy's door.
His room was even darker than the corridor, and Rogue could hardly distinguish the forms and shapes. She slowly advanced to where his bed was meant to be. Then something tackled her onto the bed. Kitty psyche cried out panic stricken. "I'm attacked! No, we're attacked!" Rogue couldn't get up, a weight on her stomach stopping her from doing so. "We're going to die!"
"Hey, chere..."
"Help!" Kitty screamed. It was only when she felt hands roam over her stomach, snaking around her waist, one pulling off Rogue's pyjama's top and that something met her lips that she realised what was happening. "Oh my... this is, like not happening."
"Shut up," Rogue managed snap back before losing herself in the warm embrace Remy was offering her.
***
Okay, I've finally updated, I can't even count how many versions this chapter had, but I opted for the more, fun, light hearted one. It was getting to depressive to my taste! A little Kitty brightens up a bit. Well, I got the Remy in only boxers, don't know about the description, but I suppose you can see the effect it has on Kitty well enough.
AngstWolf: and I've updated again! Woah! I'm overdoing myself (sarcastic, wish I could update sooner)
Ishandahalf: Remy in boxers, not towel, you mind?
ChaosCat: you say kids are trouble, out of practice or first hand annoyance from those little monsters? (I can talk, I'm fifteen in my adolescent changy moods, I despair my parents!)
Panther Nemsis: You got it right! So I'm not that twisted then! Gee, I was hoping to lose you all in my crazy plot!
Sarah-Crysala: Thanks for the update, great as usual.
Kaylessa: one of the versions of this chapter had Sam getting caught by the sentinels, but the story just needed to breathe and Rogue and remy on the bike down town (I'll have to put that somewhere, it was fun! But story just screwed up, and things were coming in way too fast!)
Crayons taste like purple: hope u enjoy this chapter. ;)
Dragonseizer: really, my fic's recommended? I didn't expect that... Cool! It's great to write something for fun, that gives you pleasure and that other people appreciate .
Well, toodly doo. Gotta go.
"We're, like, screwed for the next month. How am I going to go Christmas Shopping?"
Kitty and Kurt climbed the stairs, their spirits low. Operation X-mas had been a total mess. When Sam, John and Piotr had finally arrived to the Brotherhood house, things hadn't turned out quite well. They'd been all missing, Blob, Toad and Lance had been no where in sight, neither the twins, Pietro and Wanda. The house had been left in a mess, worse than usual. Let's say all the windows had been broken, half of the roof had collapsed into the house. Kitty just hoped it was the boys' usual messiness and nothing else (being the Sentinels).
"Like, aren't you're asking me what I did all day?" The blue mutant didn't answer.
Kurt didn't feel any better. He'd had his ups and downs all day with Emma Frost, his new personnel teacher. He felt exhausted, his tail was sore. His first lesson had been listening for useful information, trying to figure out people's motivations. Interesting, but a bit twisted. Then Frost had taken him up to the top of a skyscraper, like RockerFella Centre in the heart of Manhattan. What a fright when she'd pushed him off the top. He'd quickly teleported himself back up, unsure how to react at his mad/psycho teacher. "Try and be suspicious of everything you aren't sure. And when you're sure about something, try and find something suspicious." Later on, she'd confessed that "you mustn't be overly suspicious." God how his head ached. He didn't get the woman one bit, and was starting to wonder where this would lead him. And now he had no more energy to spare.
"You're going to bed, like, now?" Kitty asked him as he headed towards his room. He babbled something that had no sense and disappeared into his bedroom, forgetting to close the door behind him.
Kitty sighed and went to her own room. Is was dark, and she fumbled for the switch. Something cracked under her shoe as she swore. It was her earring she'd dropped in the morning in a rush and hadn't had time to pick up.
"Great, great, great."
Suddenly the light went on, Kitty made some sort of small piercing cry in surprise.
"Oh god, Rogue, it's you..." She breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself.
The Goth went back to her bed with a book. "Thought ya needed some help there."
"Thanks." Kitty put her bags down from her day's purchases and started going through them, putting the clothes away in her drawer. "What were you, like, doing in the dark anyway?" Kitty asked Rogue.
"Reading," she mumbled deep in her book.
"And like how could you do that in the dark?"
Rogue looked up at her friend and Kitty finally saw the red on black eyes. "Burrowed som' of Gambit's powahs." She then put the book away, and the foreign colours in her eyes disappeared.
"Oh..." The freshman fished out some black tops and a skirt and threw them over to Rogue. "They're for you."
"Thanks." Rogue picked them up to see what they were like.
"Talking about Gambit, seen him lately?"
Rogue mumbled something before finally replying. "What about the Swamp Rat?"
Kitty sighed and let herself fall backwards on her bed. "He's like so HOT!" Rogue lifted an eyebrow at this and Kitty could have sworn that she'd seen the Goth smile.
"Can you, at least, like, ask how my day went?" Kitty asked her friend.
"Nope," Rogue replied jumping out of bed and trying the skirt on. "Bobby told meh everythin' already, and Ah guessed it was pretty bahd when Ah sahw Logan stomp out of the Mansion and leave with his motorbike."
"It was worse than bad. We, like, had decided to invite the Brotherhood and all for Christmas," Kitty explained. "Scott and Bobby actually went down in the sewers to try and find Evan."
"They found him?" Rogue asked, Bobby hadn't said anything about this. The Iceman had just looked at her strangely, babbled some information and had then gone to the kitchen.
"Nope, they don't even want to talk about it. We put up this whole scheme to sneak past Logan and all. Wolverine got all confused and red faced in the perfume shop and couldn't smell a thing!"
"It didn't work, though."
"No," Kitty revealed miserably. "We like have these GPS chips in our X-men sunglasses, and he was able to track us down with that."
Rogue frowned suspiciously, she always had those glasses with her and the others probably had had them with them too. She could even remember Jubilee leaving that morning with her pair on her head. Kitty glanced over at Rogue who was now wearing the skirt. It came down just above her knees; her legs were cream white. Then she saw it, that half smile on Rogue's face.
"Like, what happened to you? You looked all mighty pleased with something."
Rogue's face became stony white, but the corner of her lips itched into a smile. "Ah just had a good day."
"Tell me! Tell me!" Kitty begged.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Nahthing special."
"Okay, like, keep your secrets, missy." Kitty crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.
Rogue, bare foot and still wearing the skirt got out of the room. Kitty quickly stood up from her bed and followed her friend out; she wouldn't abandon so easily. "Tell me! Tell me!" Rogue did her best to ignore the exited freshman. "Has it got anything to do with Gambit?"
"Ya're out of ya mind, Kitty," Rogue lied perfectly.
"Oh, like been fooling around with Mr Logan's bike?"
"Wrong again."
They were now nearing the bathroom where Rogue intended to wash her face and teeth to be able to go to bed. The corridor was dim, no stars could be seen out of the window and the wind made the glass rattle slightly. Fortunately for Logan that was out, he wouldn't be able to feel the cold.
Kitty bit her thumb, squinting in thought. "You're, like, torturing me!" she cried out in dismay. "You're evil!"
"Dat's what Remy keep tellin' chere." Rogue couldn't stop the words coming out of her mouth, and she clapped her hands over it.
"Pardon?" Kitty looked up at Rogue in surprise. "You said something?" The freshman hadn't noticed anything. Rogue sighed in relief.
"Nah, nothin'," Rogue was quick to answer, opening the bathroom door. Warm steam waffled out, dampening her face. "What the..." Even Jean didn't let it get that damp and warm in the bathroom (her hair would get frizzy!)
Kitty's jaw dropped as she saw Remy walk out only in his boxers. His towel was slumped over a shoulder in a casual way, his hair was soggy and messy. Rogue had to give her a friend a small jab in her side with her elbow to make the girl come back to the living. The Goth couldn't lie that he was good looking, and tried not to blush at the thought of the night before.
"Move swamp rat, ya can't monopolise the bathroom fo' ever. It's worse than the tropical forest in there."
A smirk played on his lips. He moved aside for the Rogue to get in, his moist skin gleaming in the corridor light, his muscles rippling in his shoulder and arm as he lifted it as if showing her the way. Rogue sneered and got in, slamming the door behind her.
Remy chuckled and made his way down the corridor, giving Kitty a wink on the way.
Kitty, getting out of her stupor, phased through the door to join Rogue. The Goth was busy taking her make-up off.
"That's what I, like, mean when I say he's HOT!" Kitty said fanning her face with her hand. She then grabbed her toothbrush and tried to put the toothpaste on the brush part. Like she wasn't concentrating on what she was doing, she squirted the stuff on the wrong end.
"Toothpaste, Kitty!" Rogue reminded her.
"Oh, yeah..."
***
Rogue was still wide-awake in bed, listening attentively to Kitty's breathing. It finally slowed down to an even rhythm. Rogue got out of bed in her pyjamas and tiptoed over to her friend's bed.
"Sorry Kitty, but I really need ya." Rogue's hand came down to her friend's face and gently stoked it. There was a small absorption and the freshman lightly moaned in pain. She didn't wake up however to Rogue's relief.
"Hey! Like, what's happened to me?" Kitty asked inside Rogue, in her psyche form.
"Hey, Kit Kat," Remy greeted her. "Chere has just absorbed ya."
"What? Rogue? Like, can you hear me! Why did you attack me?"
"Shuh!!" Rogue told the Kitty to be quite.
Rogue massaged the sides of her head, trying to make the small headache leave.
"Ah needed ya powah."
"Why?"
"To visit Remy."
"Remy? Like in Gambit? What for?"
Rogue groaned, wasn't it obvious? "Listen, ya find him hot?"
"I've, like, been telling you that since he came to the Mansion with the others!"
"Well, if ya phase me to his room, ya'll get a double serving of what ya saw earlier when he came out of the bathroom."
"Like, okay." Rogue slowly passed through the floorboards, landing in a spare room underneath. She then passed through the door and headed for Remy's room.
"But, like, is it like spying, or ogling... that's pretty sick Rogue!"
"It's nothin' like that!" Rogue snapped back.
With little sound or none at all, Rogue had arrived in front of Remy's door. The corridor was obscure, and Rogue listened, making sure there was no one about. She then phased through Remy's door.
His room was even darker than the corridor, and Rogue could hardly distinguish the forms and shapes. She slowly advanced to where his bed was meant to be. Then something tackled her onto the bed. Kitty psyche cried out panic stricken. "I'm attacked! No, we're attacked!" Rogue couldn't get up, a weight on her stomach stopping her from doing so. "We're going to die!"
"Hey, chere..."
"Help!" Kitty screamed. It was only when she felt hands roam over her stomach, snaking around her waist, one pulling off Rogue's pyjama's top and that something met her lips that she realised what was happening. "Oh my... this is, like not happening."
"Shut up," Rogue managed snap back before losing herself in the warm embrace Remy was offering her.
***
Okay, I've finally updated, I can't even count how many versions this chapter had, but I opted for the more, fun, light hearted one. It was getting to depressive to my taste! A little Kitty brightens up a bit. Well, I got the Remy in only boxers, don't know about the description, but I suppose you can see the effect it has on Kitty well enough.
AngstWolf: and I've updated again! Woah! I'm overdoing myself (sarcastic, wish I could update sooner)
Ishandahalf: Remy in boxers, not towel, you mind?
ChaosCat: you say kids are trouble, out of practice or first hand annoyance from those little monsters? (I can talk, I'm fifteen in my adolescent changy moods, I despair my parents!)
Panther Nemsis: You got it right! So I'm not that twisted then! Gee, I was hoping to lose you all in my crazy plot!
Sarah-Crysala: Thanks for the update, great as usual.
Kaylessa: one of the versions of this chapter had Sam getting caught by the sentinels, but the story just needed to breathe and Rogue and remy on the bike down town (I'll have to put that somewhere, it was fun! But story just screwed up, and things were coming in way too fast!)
Crayons taste like purple: hope u enjoy this chapter. ;)
Dragonseizer: really, my fic's recommended? I didn't expect that... Cool! It's great to write something for fun, that gives you pleasure and that other people appreciate .
Well, toodly doo. Gotta go.