BATHROOM BREAK

Anna had just gathered her clothes and turned the shower on when Remy came bursting into to the bathroom. She immediately stopped undressing, well at least as far as she got, since she was only able to zip the front of her suit down part way.

"What do ya think ya doin'?" She yelled at him while putting one hand on her hip. He on the other hand didn't even act like he knew he was in the bathroom with her as she was just about to undress.

"How'd ya do that?"

"Do what?"

"What ya did out there?"

"Ah can fight on mah own, and ya staff was kinda obvious. What else would ya have a rod fer? Come on gimme a break, Ah maybeh a gurl but Ah got a brain too ya know. If that's all Ah would like ta take a shower." He then took a good look at his surroundings and leaned against the wall as he smirked and slyly waved and hand while saying, "Go right ahead. Remy ain't stoppin' ya."

"Get out, or do Ah got ta kick ya hide 'gain?"

"Don't have a problem wit that chere. Long as it be wit ya."

"As much as Ah would just love ta, rollin' 'round on the ground with ya ain't exactly doin' mah body any good." She said as she pulled her hair down out a the ponytail and pulled out a leaf and waved it at him.

"Remy could always help ta make ya more...comfortable."

"Remy could always get outta the bathroom and leave meh in peace ta take a shower ALONE!"

"Oui, mais where da fun in dat?"

"The fun is bein' able ta walk outta here on ya own, not missin' anythin'." He stepped close to her and fingered the dirty white strands.

"Dis natural?"

"Ya eyes natural?" She growled out clenching her teeth.

"Mais oui. Remy ain't leavin' though...'least not without a kiss from his belle femme."

"Then maybe ya should go find her." Her futile attempt to make him leave just aggravated her all the more as he did not move or even change the expression on his face.

"Fahne, will ya really go away?"

"Oui, if that what ya want."

"Yeah that is what Ah want." He grabbed her hips and pulled her close to him and proceeded to move in to kiss her when there was a knock on the door. They both turned and looked and the door and then turned back to each other.

"Quoi?" Remy growled.

"Remy, notre pere want to see ya." Henri called out from the other side of the door.

"Oui, Remy be there in a minute."

"Non, he say now. He want me to come back wit ya." He stared into Anna's eyes and said, "Je suis desole, mais-" then he kissed her. His hands were wrapped around her waist. She raised her hands against his chest and pulled him back from the embrace and whispered, "Go." with sad eyes. He nodded and opened the door far enough to where Henri could see her and then shut it just before she could see him drop his jaw. "Mon frere?"

"Oui, we go see pere, non?" Remy said smirking from across the room, already at the bedroom door. Henri quickly followed Remy asking him questions until they reached the conference room.

"Mais even after she saw ya wit-"

"Oui."

"An' she still-"

"Oui."

"How did ya-"

"Henri, how could ya ask such questions. Ya know there ain't a femme alive that could resist de charm."

"Ya didn't use ya power did ya?"

"Non."

"Mais-"

"Henri, mon frere, ya don't believe Remy?"

"Non." He laughed. "She too headstrong fer the likes of ya. Then she got ya good in front of de whole guild. There ain't no way-"

"Ya wound Remy, Henri. Ya really do. Ya don't trust Remy's skills?"

"Oh I trust ya skills, just nothin' concernin' that wife of ya's. What 'bout-"

"So what. Not like it mean anythin'. But look at Anna, not like any man could resist that." Henri sighed. "Ya didn't break it off, have ya."

"Non, she didn't wanna."

"Even after ya married. Ain't right."

"Ain't right Remy be married." he spat back.

"Ya could really have somethin' wit her though. Ya break her heart, that Raven gonna kill ya. Ya know she Mystique don't ya?"

"Quoi? That how she do all dat."

"Oui."

"Merde."

They walked into the conference room and walked up to their father. Remy spoke up, "Oui pere."

"Mon fils, the guild would like to know what ya think of ya new wife's skills."

"Well, Remy don't know how proper that would be ta kiss and tell." All the men in the room laughed.

"Non, 'bout the sparrin' dis mornin'."

"She was definitely good. Never showed her da staff."

"Bien, that is what we all thought."

"Ya gonna try ta get her ta join."

"Non, we gonna leave dat in ya capable hands." Jean-Luc said smirking and dismissed his son.

Anna was in the shower trying to wash out all of that dirt that ended up in her hair. But she couldn't help but think about that kiss. It was sweet, almost sincere. Not exactly in the thrawls of passion, but really good none the less. But it kind of hurt nonetheless. 'Whay does he keep messin' with meh if he still wants that Belle? Whay can't he just leave meh alone. Sure we're married, but Ah ain't gonna make him do nothin' with meh or for meh if his heart belongs ta another gurl. Ah turn sixteen tomorrow too. Don't think Ah'm gonna tell nobody though. Last thing Ah need is a fuss. Maybe Ah get them ta let meh go out. That would beh nice.' She decided that she was done and grabbed her towel, when she noticed that the clothes she brought with her to the bathroom were gone. 'Great.' She wrapped the towel around her and stepped into the bedroom. She was not shocked to see Remy sitting on the bed with her clothes next to him.

"Whay ya take mah clothes?"

"Think dat obvious, non."

"Whatevah, can Ah have them back?"

"Non, we need ta talk chere."

"We can talk aftah Ah get mah clothes."

"Too important ta wait."

"Bull, Ah'll just get some othah clothes." She made her way to the dresser, but he jumped up and got there before she could open a drawer. Then he grabbed her to make sure that she could not go and grab the clothes that he left on the bed.

"Ya look good just the way ya are." He told her in a husky voice.

"Yeah, Ah'm sure ya would think that. What do ya want already?"

"Well-" and just as soon as she saw him eyeing the bed she replied,

"And make it snappy, Ah'd like ta put mah clothes on this century so quit playin' games with meh."

"What ya know 'bout the guild chere?"

"'nough Ah suppose. Ya bunch of thieves who up 'gainst some assassins. Figure they had meh put on some show ta see if they want meh in it."

"Fair 'nough, that it."

"Also know it's mah choice. Not part a'no deal. Plus ya girlfriend is one'a them on the opposite team."

"Intelligente et belle, non."

"What do ya want? They send ya thinkin' Ah would feel sorry 'nough fer kickin' ya hide earlier and would just crumble 'neath all ya charms ta join?"

"Mais oui, quelle femme would not?"

"Not this one sugah."

"Then that a non?"

"Ah'll think 'bout it and Ah will give them mah answer when Ah choose."

"They not patient people, hope ya don't string 'em long."

"So Ah guess Ah made a lastin' impression then."

"On quelle homme have ya not?"

"'pparently this one since he thinks Ah'm just gonna fall for his games. Ah ain't no challenge, ya married ta meh, like it or not. Whay aren't ya out somewhere meeetin' ya girlfriend instead o'hangin' out with meh. Ya only want meh 'cause Ah keep sayin' no."

"Would ya like ta test out ya theory chere?"

"No, Remy, Ah would not right now, if ya don't mind?"

"Non, Remy don't ever mind when it comes ta ya."

"Well then, do ya mind lettin' meh go and lettin' meh get dressed?"

"Non." Then he let her go and went and sat on a chair near the bed. She sighed.

"How 'bout without ya watchin'? Do ya think that ya can handle that?"

"Non, go right ahead, Remy close his eyes, see." He closed his eyes and smiled as he propped his feet on the bed.

"And how do Ah know ya won't peak." He held up one hand.

"Thieve's honor." She scoffed.

"Like that makes a difference."

"Desole, mais, Remy not allowed to let ya out of mah sight 'til ya come back avec moi wit ya decision."

"Really?"

"Oui."

"Fahne, Ah'll take mah clothes and get dressed in the bathroom."

"Then Remy come wit."

"Ugh, fahne. But ya closin' ya eyes and turnin' o'round and lookin' at a wall. No window, no mirror, nothin' but a wall."

"Oui, mais je ne comprende pas, why dis a problem, ya my wife, non." He stood up and walked close to her.

"Not like we consumated it yet, so keep ya grubby paws and eyes ta yahself." Then he leaned down and whispered to her, "Mais, Remy thought t'aime mes yeux." once he pulled back she noticed his smirk.

"Not when ya starin' at meh like ya gonna jump meh right here." He nodded and then turned around.

Remy was fighting the urge to turn around as Anna was getting dressed behind him. He hardly noticed she was talking to him.

"Hello, Earth ta Remy, Ah'm done."

"Huh, oh oui." He turned around to face her.

"Ah said, whay they got ya standin' guard ovah meh, or did ya lie so that they can think we in bed and that's how Ah make mah decision." 'Wow, she is good.'

"Non, like Remy told ya they don't have much patience."

"But they think that ya can get meh ta say yes?"

"Oui, we married, non?"

"But we don't know each othah. We met for the first time when we got married."

"So, ask Remy anythin' he tell ya."

"Right, how'd Ah know ya ain't gonna tell meh lies." He whistled.

"Ya sure need ta learn ta trust chere."

"Whay ya call meh that, still can't remembah mah name?"

"Anna."

"Gee, Ah'm surprised."

"Oui, Remy be full of surprises." He put his hands on her hips.

"What is it ya really want?" He didn't answer, he just leaned in and kissed her. She didn't stop him, so he took that as a good sign and deepened the kiss. He couldn't get enough of her. He couldn't quite understand it himself. He wasn't exactly sure what it was that he wanted, but he knew at that moment that she was definitely part of it. They both broke apart slowly, breathless and stared into each other's eyes.

"Ahem."

They both turned and saw an angry Belle standing on the balcony just outside their room.