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Remy was actually winning the fight, being able to block most of the hits, but then he noticed that Scott wasn't alone. Some of his friends came to help him out. He recognized them too, from school. Warren, Bobby, and Alex came running towards them and pulled Remy away from Scott. Scott got off of the ground and wiped the blood off his lip, proceeding to take a couple of easy shots at Remy. Warren stopped him from doing any other damage, and they fled the scene leaving a bruised Remy on the ground of the playground.

Rogue was on her way home, when she realized that she forgot something in Remy's presence again, her jacket. 'Boy is he not gonna let meh live this down.' So she made her way back to the park and not only found jacket, but Remy pretty badly beaten on the ground. She let out a gasp and ran over to him. He looked at her and moaned, putting a hand over his eyes.

"Are ya alright sugah?"

"Remy be fine." he told her sternly, hoping she would just leave.

"Remy, what happened?"

"Got in a fight." he growled out at her. She was a bit taken back by his behavior, never seeing this side of him. But she waved it off as him being in pain.

"Well that remains ta beh seen. Can ya get up?" he looked into her eyes, feeling bad about how he had just treated her, but also angry at himself for letting this all get out of hand.

"Oui." he whispered. "Just need un minut." She nodded and tried to smile for him, hoping that it might help comfort him. She looked him over trying to survey the damage, and he noticed this.

"See anything ya like chere?" he asked her with that permanent smirk plastered on his face. She let out a deep breath that she didn't know she was holding. 'At least his back to himself.'

"Maybe." she smirked back at him, "Cocky as evah Cajun?" He slowly made his way into a standing position, refusing her help, but managed to moan, "Mais oui." He started to lose his balance and she caught this quick, jumping forward and wrapping her arms around him. He looked down at her, "Could get used ta dis." she laughed. She helped him walk down the street, and seeing as she still didn't know where he lived, she brought him back to her house. Irene was out, but she found a note saying she went grocery shopping and would be back in an hour. Anna helped Remy lay down on the couch but tripped landing on him. She saw his jaw tighten from the pain, but refused to say anything. But before she could get up, he wrapped his arms around her with a blank, unreadable expression on his face.

"Ah'm sorry." he didn't respond though. He just continued to stare into her eyes. Then she felt his hand move up into her hair. She smiled down at him.

"Now, don't ya dare go and get used ta all this." he ran his fingers through her hair, but smiled as he felt her shiver from it.

"Ah bettah go get ya some ice." But he shook his head no.

"Remy be comfortable right where he at." she smiled sweetly at him.

"Ah'm sure ya are. Ya always happy when there's a girl on ya."

"Mais ya be de only want dat make Remy happy."

"Charmer." then she forced herself up and went to go and get him some ice. He watched her intently as she did so, noting every little detail about her. 'How could one femme get ya so bad Remy? And ta fight fer her no less. Ya lost ya mind LeBeau.' Then she accidently dropped a few pieces of ice on the floor, so she bent down to pick it up. 'But what a mind to lose it fer.' Then she came back with the ice pack for him and a medical kit.

"You be Remy's knight and shinin' armor?" he asked her as she handed him the ice pack. She laughed.

"Welcome ta this century sug. Now hold still. Don't got much but some alcohol an' band-aids."

"Mais, chere could just kiss it and make it better." he pouted so she took some alcohol and rubbed it into a small cut on his hand, a little more than needed smiling evilly. He made a face that made her feel bad so she tried to blow on it to ease the pain a little bit. When she looked up, his eyes were fixated on her. His stare was so intense that she couldn't help but blush. He couldn't help but smile at this, all he had to do was look at her to make her feel like that. 'Dat pansy Scott had ta buy her flowers an' force a kiss.' She went back to the matter at hand, trying to fix any thing she could for him. Anna decided not to look at him until she was done now, not wanting to make a fool of herself in front of him.

"Ya not gonna tell meh what happened, are ya?"

"Oui, Remy told ya. He got in a fight."

"Yeah, but Ah mean specifics." she told him a little bit annoyed, but it didn't phase him, he thought it was cute, especially when he riled her up.

"Non, pourquoi?" He asked her innocently.

"So Ah could give 'im a piece of mah mind." She toke a quick glance at him.

"Don't think dat a good idea. Dere be more dan one. Remy just fine wit da one, mais he not ready for da rest." he told her a little bit disappointed in himself.

"What?" she yelled.

"Didn't know you care so much chere." he smirked. But that is when she noticed a small gash that was covered up by his hair. She moved his arm and sat next to him as he laid on the couch. He wrapped that arm around her protectively, noticing that at first she tensed, but then quickly relaxed. She took out some more band-aids and wiped the gash with just a little bit of alcohol, but she noticed him wince.

"Ya big baby." but he ignored it. She put the band-aid over it and was about to stand up when he kept her there, not letting her go. Anna looked at him curiously, not quite understanding what he was up to this time.

"Quoi? Non kiss." she smiled and went to kiss the skin near the gash, not wanting to hurt him, when he stopped her halfway there, took his hands and placed them on both sides of her face, and guided her to his lips. He kissed her fervently, in a way that he nor anyone else had done so. All thoughts left her mind, and all she could think about was the taste of his lips, and the same went for him. From just this one kiss, neither one of them knew where one began and the other ended. Finally, to both of their disappointments, the kiss ended, leaving them both very breathless. They both just stared at one another, but he couldn't help but glance at her lips. Lips he wanted to taste over and over again. If nothing else, he wanted her to be the one constant in his life. She wasn't a challenge anymore, she hadn't been since the first day when he met her. She was something more, something he was finally willing to admit to himself. He was falling for her, hard. But if only she would believe him. If only she wasn't attracted to Scott at all.