Someone said I should keep writing, so I've decided to attempt to work on this story. I'm not overly sure where it's going yet but I figure it'll be kinda like the other one. . . have a very Japanese-esque ending. I'm also going on a knowledge of fan-fiction and not the real X-men series so. . . it won't be very accurate. That and I'm saying Gambit's an empath. Not sure if he really is, but for my story that's the way it is and I'm sticking with it.

"No way, I'm not going in there."

The voice broke into Remy's thoughts. He didn't recognize it, so the speaker had to be one of the student's relatives. Remy didn't like family weekend, the parents always seemed to be barely tolerant of mutants even though their own children were one.

"Oh come on please."

He recognized that one, it was one of the younger students, he didn't know her name though.

"No it's too cold in there."

Cold? Remy had been sensitive to the cold since his time in the antarctic, but it was mid September and even he couldn't complain it was cold.

"You're just a wimp."

Remy could hear the eye roll in the younger voice.

"Damn strait, you've known me for how long and haven't figured it out yet?"

For some reason the voice was laced with pride and some levity.

"Come on, I just want you to meet my teachers and friends."

Remy was slightly curious to see who this was.

"Can't they come out here? It's air conditioned in there."

The voice became whiney. Remy left his secluded spot.

"Wimp"

"Yeah I know, they should name a new part of the species after me, how's Homo Wimpus sound?"

Laughter followed the statement and Remy couldn't help but grin a little. He turned and saw the stranger's back. The woman had short brown hair and was wearing a black sweater jacket with khaki cargo pants. The younger girl, Sarah maybe, was tugging on her arm toward the door.

"Come on, please." As she pleaded she let go of the girl's arm and morphed slightly. Her eyes turned black and dilated, her skin turned slightly orange and her ears shifted to look like cat ears laying flat across her head.

"Not the eyes," a sigh, "alright boots, but on one condition." She held up a finger and the girl nodded. "You get me a jacket first."

The girl grinned and morphed back almost immediately. Before she could leave Remy made himself known by draping his duster over the shoulders of the woman.

"Ci mon petit."

She jumped and turned. Boots, snickered.

"Thank you kind si. . ." She trailed off immediately upon seeing his eyes. He was used to that, but not to the utter fascination that filled her blue eyes. Her eyes managed to hold fast to his and he couldn't break the bond. Boots snickered again in the background.

"Jez, this is Remy, he's one of the support staff I guess,"

Jez nodded slightly and Remy was stunned as her eyes changed from blue to green. She smiled.

"I guess I'll go in now."

Remy was filled with the oddest sensation as the girl walked away, an afterimage stayed and stared at him with soulful eyes before fading.

Remy turned and headed to his room but not before catching the low tones of the two.

"You like him don't you."

"I. . . Well," Jez stuttered, "His eyes." It was a near whisper filled with awe.

The next time Remy ran into the two was after dinner. Jez was still wearing his jacket and she gave him a large smile when she saw him enter the room. There was a spot open by her and he found himself drawn to it.

"Dis seat taken?"

She smiled and blushed slightly.

"No, not at all."

Boots looked at the two and leaned over.

"I'll leave you two to get to know each other, Anne wanted me to chat with her and her brother anyway." She walked off with a wink.

"Boots tells me you're quite the ladies man."

"So 'tey say."

His utter rejection by Rogue still hurt and he wasn't quite ready to get himself hurt again so soon, but the way she initially reacted to him had his curiosity piqued. No one had ever reacted kindly upon seeing his eyes.

"I. ." She froze, her eyes dilated slightly and stood quickly, "I need to use the bathroom, I'll be right back."

He could tell she was lying about something, but not what. It suddenly dawned on him that he couldn't feel her emotions. Everyone else's were constantly trying to rampage across his shields, but hers weren't.

As he was pondering this, Logan walked up to him.

"What did you do to frighten her." He growled.

Remy was sure his face shown his confusion. He didn't do anything.

"Non, dis Remy done nothin."

Logan didn't look like he believed him, and stalked off. Curiosity made Remy follow.

They found his jacket by one of the side exits of the school. The door wasn't shut properly. After moving through the portal, they noticed there was no one in sight. Jez must have bolted for the trees.

It didn't take long to find the curled up figure. Even in the sweater the girl was shivering, her eyes stared out unseeingly.

"Jez?" Remy tried to get her attention. He pulled gently on her chin until he was looking into those unfocused blue eyes.

Her eyes changed again, darkening into a green and suddenly the ethereal afterimage he'd seen before latched on to him and he passed out.

How was that? Is it OK?