Author's Note- The song that they dance to is the wonderful Bon Jovi's
"She's a Mystery."
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Shopping, A Date, and a Surprise
~*~
Get beside me
I want you to love me
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
-Semisonic
~*~
"There's no way," Kitty said looking at the bra and panty set that Jubilee was trying to talk her into getting. They were black with a red floral pattern set on them. The bra clasped in the front and was sheer, other than the cups. The underwear were sheer almost all over.
"Kit, just get it, look what she talked meh inta gettin'," Rogue said holding up the white teddy and matching robe. She also had a bra and panty set matching Kitty's only with opposite coloring.
"It's cute," Jubilee protested.
"Ah'll never wear it!" Rogue said slightly exasperated.
"You don't know that." Jubilee placed her hands to her hips. "Now if there will be no more attempts to get out of this..."
"Fahne," Rogue said. "But Ah can't wait ta explain this purchase ta the professor." They paid and walked to the next store, The Fashion Bug. After two hours and four stores they had compiled an outfit. She had gotten a jean skirt that came to her mid-thigh, a black tank top with a red flower on it, a sweater that would hang open, and to complete the outfit she had gotten a pair of healed sandals. In short, cute and semi-casual. The other girls had, of course, gotten several new things as well. After a quick dinner at the food court they drove back.
The next evening
Rogue sat still allowing Kitty to do her makeup and Jubilee to do her hair. "You look great!" Kitty exclaimed of their handiwork.
"Ah feel weird," Rogue said.
"That's just nervousness," Kitty said smiling. "Ready?"
"No," Rogue said but stood slipping the sandals on. The three girls walked down the stairs. Remy stood dressed in a gray sweater and a pair of khakis. The only thing that spoiled the look was the old brown leather duster.
"Ah chére, y' look trés belle," Remy smiled kissing her hand gallantly. Much to Rogue's embarrassment she could feel her cheeks grow warm. "Ready?"
"Yeah," Rogue whispered.
He led her outside. "My bike okay?"
"That's fine," she said trying to hide her nervousness. He got on and Rogue paused just enjoying the view of him on the motorcycle. He was made for that bike. Remy stood suddenly shedding his jacket and handing to her.
"You'll get cold," he explained when she raised an eyebrow. He sat back down and raised an eyebrow as she just stood there a few more seconds. A slow sexy grin spread across his face. "Y' just gonna stare at Remy all night, petite? Remy don' mind, in fact, Remy's enjoyin' de view from here." Rogue blushed for the second time that night as his eyes swept slowly over her. She got on the bike ignoring his chuckle.
"Go, swamp rat." Laughing outright, he gunned the bike and took off just as Pete's car pulled in. They stopped at a small café and got off the bike. Rogue smiled wryly. "I hope you realize that that ride just messed up my hair."
"Mais you, chére, look belle no matter how yer hair looks."
"Do you ever stop tryin' ta be charming?" Rogue asked.
Remy placed a hand to his chest. "Try? Non, dat's no good. Remy must work harder. Shall Remy compare y' ta de stars? Most femmes like dat."
"Ah ain't most girls, swamp rat."
"Vrai," he admitted. "`Sides, you be more like Remy's cigarettes."
Rogue raised an eyebrow sardonically. "Ah cause cancer?"
"Non, you be bad fer meh."
"Ah am?"
"Oui. Remy be a player, Rogue, de master of de one night stand. You be dangerous to Remy's heart, ma chérie. An' y'r addictive. De more Remy has of y' de more Remy wants."
A wan smile touch Rogue's lips. "Ah never though bein' compared to cigarettes could sound sweet. Bravo."
"Merci." The waitress came and took their orders flirting outrageously with Remy who merely smiled back. In fact through the whole dinner he had only eyes for her. "So, petite, want ta go home or keep going?"
"Where else do ya want ta go?"
He grinned. "Dancin' of course."
Back at the mansion
"Hey there, beautiful," Pete whispered stepping up behind Kitty his body pressing lightly against hers. Kitty smiled leaning back in his arms.
"Hi, Pete," she said.
"I was doin' some thinkin' and... okay, I'm not suave like the Cajun but... I was wonderin' do ya want ta go to a movie or somethin' t'night?"
Kitty smiled widely turning in Pete's arms, her lips finding his. "I'd love to."
Pete smiled back at her. "Great... wot do ya want t' go see?"
Kitty grinned mischievously. "I hear the latest James Bond movie is playing."
"Funny, luv," he growled pulling her closer.
"Are you sure? I want to see what your life was like." He raised an eyebrow.
"That is nothin' like what any real spy's life is like," he said. "'Sides I can do anything better than that wanker."
Kitty raised her eyebrows. "Really?"
"Yeah," he grinned. "Want me t' prove it?" He leaned against her. Her eyes widened slightly as he lowered his head his mouth trailing along her cheekbone playfully nipping her earlobe.
"Pete," she whispered causing him to smile.
"So, luv, ready t' go?"
"Yeah, just let me grab my jacket."
At the club
Rogue chewed on her lip nervously as Remy led her into the club. They had been waved in as soon as the Cajun had approached. "Go here often?" she asked.
"Non," Remy said obviously confused. "Actually dis be de first time."
"But there's a huge line," Rogue protested.
"Chére, when y' be wit' Remy t'ings like dat happen at de time." He smiled wrapping an arm around her. "`Sides, Remy's with de most beautiful woman here, of course we got in right away." She rolled her eyes. "Dance with me?" A small smile touched her face as she followed him onto the dance floor.
~*~
"She won't let me buy her jewelry
She don't want things that she can keep
She wears wildflowers in her hair
Then throws them in the sea
She's the beginning and the end of me"
~*~
Remy pulled her against him and they began to move together. Remy smiled slightly knowing that he had been right, her body was made for his.
~*~
"I still don't know what to call her
She says that words don't mean a thing
She changes her name every day
And lies all the time
I feel lucky to call her mine"
~*~
Rogue shook her head in confusion. This wasn't supposed to feel so good, so perfect. Being held by Remy made her feel safe and desired, neither feeling came easily to the Southern Belle.
~*~
"She's anything in the world
That you cannot explain
But when she throws me a smile
It's fire in the rain"
~*~
Remy held her closer as they swayed lightly in perfect harmony. He suddenly realized that he was getting way too close for this to be a regular relationship for him. Rogue had quickly become more than a pass- time. She had done the impossible, she had worked her way into his heart.
~*~
"She's a mystery
My most beautiful regret
'Cause she's a mystery
The only promise I can keep
Even in my dreams she ruins me"
~*~
Rogue moved even closer not wanting this dance to be over. Remy's arms tightened in response to her own movements. She sighed against his chest. As much as she had tried to fight it she had lost her heart to the Cajun.
~*~
"She's a mystery
There's no defense
It's innocence
But she won't let you see
'Cause she's a mystery"
~*~
Remy looked down into her eyes as the song ended. He knew at that moment that even if he did get the girl to fall for his charms that one night with her wouldn't be enough. A hundred nights wouldn't be enough.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shopping, A Date, and a Surprise
~*~
Get beside me
I want you to love me
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
-Semisonic
~*~
"There's no way," Kitty said looking at the bra and panty set that Jubilee was trying to talk her into getting. They were black with a red floral pattern set on them. The bra clasped in the front and was sheer, other than the cups. The underwear were sheer almost all over.
"Kit, just get it, look what she talked meh inta gettin'," Rogue said holding up the white teddy and matching robe. She also had a bra and panty set matching Kitty's only with opposite coloring.
"It's cute," Jubilee protested.
"Ah'll never wear it!" Rogue said slightly exasperated.
"You don't know that." Jubilee placed her hands to her hips. "Now if there will be no more attempts to get out of this..."
"Fahne," Rogue said. "But Ah can't wait ta explain this purchase ta the professor." They paid and walked to the next store, The Fashion Bug. After two hours and four stores they had compiled an outfit. She had gotten a jean skirt that came to her mid-thigh, a black tank top with a red flower on it, a sweater that would hang open, and to complete the outfit she had gotten a pair of healed sandals. In short, cute and semi-casual. The other girls had, of course, gotten several new things as well. After a quick dinner at the food court they drove back.
The next evening
Rogue sat still allowing Kitty to do her makeup and Jubilee to do her hair. "You look great!" Kitty exclaimed of their handiwork.
"Ah feel weird," Rogue said.
"That's just nervousness," Kitty said smiling. "Ready?"
"No," Rogue said but stood slipping the sandals on. The three girls walked down the stairs. Remy stood dressed in a gray sweater and a pair of khakis. The only thing that spoiled the look was the old brown leather duster.
"Ah chére, y' look trés belle," Remy smiled kissing her hand gallantly. Much to Rogue's embarrassment she could feel her cheeks grow warm. "Ready?"
"Yeah," Rogue whispered.
He led her outside. "My bike okay?"
"That's fine," she said trying to hide her nervousness. He got on and Rogue paused just enjoying the view of him on the motorcycle. He was made for that bike. Remy stood suddenly shedding his jacket and handing to her.
"You'll get cold," he explained when she raised an eyebrow. He sat back down and raised an eyebrow as she just stood there a few more seconds. A slow sexy grin spread across his face. "Y' just gonna stare at Remy all night, petite? Remy don' mind, in fact, Remy's enjoyin' de view from here." Rogue blushed for the second time that night as his eyes swept slowly over her. She got on the bike ignoring his chuckle.
"Go, swamp rat." Laughing outright, he gunned the bike and took off just as Pete's car pulled in. They stopped at a small café and got off the bike. Rogue smiled wryly. "I hope you realize that that ride just messed up my hair."
"Mais you, chére, look belle no matter how yer hair looks."
"Do you ever stop tryin' ta be charming?" Rogue asked.
Remy placed a hand to his chest. "Try? Non, dat's no good. Remy must work harder. Shall Remy compare y' ta de stars? Most femmes like dat."
"Ah ain't most girls, swamp rat."
"Vrai," he admitted. "`Sides, you be more like Remy's cigarettes."
Rogue raised an eyebrow sardonically. "Ah cause cancer?"
"Non, you be bad fer meh."
"Ah am?"
"Oui. Remy be a player, Rogue, de master of de one night stand. You be dangerous to Remy's heart, ma chérie. An' y'r addictive. De more Remy has of y' de more Remy wants."
A wan smile touch Rogue's lips. "Ah never though bein' compared to cigarettes could sound sweet. Bravo."
"Merci." The waitress came and took their orders flirting outrageously with Remy who merely smiled back. In fact through the whole dinner he had only eyes for her. "So, petite, want ta go home or keep going?"
"Where else do ya want ta go?"
He grinned. "Dancin' of course."
Back at the mansion
"Hey there, beautiful," Pete whispered stepping up behind Kitty his body pressing lightly against hers. Kitty smiled leaning back in his arms.
"Hi, Pete," she said.
"I was doin' some thinkin' and... okay, I'm not suave like the Cajun but... I was wonderin' do ya want ta go to a movie or somethin' t'night?"
Kitty smiled widely turning in Pete's arms, her lips finding his. "I'd love to."
Pete smiled back at her. "Great... wot do ya want t' go see?"
Kitty grinned mischievously. "I hear the latest James Bond movie is playing."
"Funny, luv," he growled pulling her closer.
"Are you sure? I want to see what your life was like." He raised an eyebrow.
"That is nothin' like what any real spy's life is like," he said. "'Sides I can do anything better than that wanker."
Kitty raised her eyebrows. "Really?"
"Yeah," he grinned. "Want me t' prove it?" He leaned against her. Her eyes widened slightly as he lowered his head his mouth trailing along her cheekbone playfully nipping her earlobe.
"Pete," she whispered causing him to smile.
"So, luv, ready t' go?"
"Yeah, just let me grab my jacket."
At the club
Rogue chewed on her lip nervously as Remy led her into the club. They had been waved in as soon as the Cajun had approached. "Go here often?" she asked.
"Non," Remy said obviously confused. "Actually dis be de first time."
"But there's a huge line," Rogue protested.
"Chére, when y' be wit' Remy t'ings like dat happen at de time." He smiled wrapping an arm around her. "`Sides, Remy's with de most beautiful woman here, of course we got in right away." She rolled her eyes. "Dance with me?" A small smile touched her face as she followed him onto the dance floor.
~*~
"She won't let me buy her jewelry
She don't want things that she can keep
She wears wildflowers in her hair
Then throws them in the sea
She's the beginning and the end of me"
~*~
Remy pulled her against him and they began to move together. Remy smiled slightly knowing that he had been right, her body was made for his.
~*~
"I still don't know what to call her
She says that words don't mean a thing
She changes her name every day
And lies all the time
I feel lucky to call her mine"
~*~
Rogue shook her head in confusion. This wasn't supposed to feel so good, so perfect. Being held by Remy made her feel safe and desired, neither feeling came easily to the Southern Belle.
~*~
"She's anything in the world
That you cannot explain
But when she throws me a smile
It's fire in the rain"
~*~
Remy held her closer as they swayed lightly in perfect harmony. He suddenly realized that he was getting way too close for this to be a regular relationship for him. Rogue had quickly become more than a pass- time. She had done the impossible, she had worked her way into his heart.
~*~
"She's a mystery
My most beautiful regret
'Cause she's a mystery
The only promise I can keep
Even in my dreams she ruins me"
~*~
Rogue moved even closer not wanting this dance to be over. Remy's arms tightened in response to her own movements. She sighed against his chest. As much as she had tried to fight it she had lost her heart to the Cajun.
~*~
"She's a mystery
There's no defense
It's innocence
But she won't let you see
'Cause she's a mystery"
~*~
Remy looked down into her eyes as the song ended. He knew at that moment that even if he did get the girl to fall for his charms that one night with her wouldn't be enough. A hundred nights wouldn't be enough.