Remy drove Rogue home and the two had a heated argument of just what it was that made Tom Cruise such an idiot. They decided that there were too many factors to name. Then Rogue stomped up the X-mansion's driveway, past Logan who was spitting out questions about where she'd been. She responded with the same 'out' she'd told him before and went up to her room and wondered if that janitor had tailed them or something, she wouldn't put it past him.

Once she was done with that she started obsessing over everything she'd said that day. God did that sound stupid? She thought remembering a remark she'd made about Remy's hair. Or lihke Ah was paying attention to his hair? Cause Ah was not payin attention to his hair. She thought firmly to herself.

No, you were paying attention to his butt. Said an unknown voice in her head. Damn she hated all those personalities floating around up there.

And then of course her overly critical thoughts made their way to the one moment that she'd actually thought of swapping spit with the filthy Cajun. God these stupid hormones keep screwing up mah judgment. She thought as she wisped the memory of the moment into the back of her head, where she wanted it to stay.

But that night as she lay staring at the ceiling beneath a pile of down feather blankets, it came up again. Why had that thought ever crossed her mind? No way in hell she'd been thinking rationally, she'd told herself a million times that it didn't matter who it was, she wasn't going to get into the issue of a physical relationship unless she'd found a way to control her powers and that was final…So why was a stupid ass Cajun making her rethink that decision?

xXx

The next morning Rogue, having gotten no homework done the day before, opened her French textbook and stared at it for close to ten minutes.

Hmm… Swamprat knows French…

Rogue stood outside the Acolytes hide out fifteen minutes later not sure what to do now that she was there.

If she just walked in would some crazy alarm system go off? Maybe a couple of henchmen would come out and try and kill her? All she wanted was to learn French.

But to hell with all this good guy bad guy crap. She knocked on the door and waited for the alarm system.

There was some crashing within the walls of the base but no alarm.

"Mag! Someone's at the door!" She heard the muffled yell of an Australian through the door.

"Well I can't get it, I'm a wanted criminal!" Yelled back a voice, which, Rogue could only guess, belonged to Magneto.

"But Tom and Jerry's on." Whined the Ausie.

"Seriously?" Asked the evil-mastermind.

Rogue heard footsteps inside the base after a few seconds and Pyro go, "Remy! Good, get the door?"

She heard Remy mutter a couple of things about lazy-asses but half of it was in French so she didn't get the exact meaning it, but that was her very reason for being there.

The door swung open and there was only a split second where she could see surprise in Remy's face since it was quickly covered up by a grin. "Bon jour Chere."

"Hey."

"And to what do I pay this pleasure?"

"Well you showed up at mah place yesterday, Ah thought Ah'd do the same to you today."

"Oh yeah?" Said Remy smirking.

"Yeah, plus Ah can't understand mah French homework."

"Well Remy'd love to be yah're tutor, Chere." He said with a wink.

"Yeah?" Said Rogue taking half a step into the base before Remy glanced back at the living room where Pyro and Magneto were intently watching Jerry bash Tom over the head with a frying pan.

"Y'know lets do this outside. Tis a beautiful day." Said Remy noting the sky full of gray clouds and shutting the front door.

xXx

They sat out on the grass behind the base.

"So what chapter are yah on Chere?" Remy asked flipping through the pages of her French textbook.

"Were they really watchin' Tom and Jerry?" Rogue asked.

"Never under estimate an evil mastermind's ability t' act like an eight year old." Muttered Remy now not paying much attention to the textbook but staring at it anyway.

"Ah'd kill mahself if Ah had to live with'em." Said Rogue.

"Remy's still wondering why yah didn't kill yahrself when yah were with the Brotherhood."

"Yeah well Ah was about to but the only pills they had were Freddy's diet ones." Said Rogue. "So why haven't you killed yourself yet, Ah'm sure Pyro has some pills that keep him 'balanced'."

"Ah guess Remy just enjoys lihfe a bit more d'en yah, Chere, plus the pays good."

"Oh yeah? Maybeh Ah should consider evil-henchmen as a career choice. Think Ah could get an interveiew?"

"Well Mag'ld have t' schedule it around his cartoons."

Rogue sighed. "Yeah, that's true. Ah'll look for a different terrorist group."

"Remy's not a terrorist."

"Oh what do you call it? Aggressive Political Activist?"

"Somethin' lihke that."

Rogue rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to get into this with him. Although Remy was fun to argue with, having an actual argument wasn't so fun.

"Whatever," Said Rogue, for the first time looking at her textbook. She started flipping through the pages. "Yah're just a perverted Swamprat underneath it at."

"And yah're a tease." Remy shot back with a smirk.

"Ah'm not a tease!" Yelled Rogue.

"Oui, yah are, Chere." Insisted Remy. "Yah, dress all.." Remy couldn't put his finger on the word.

"Sluty?" Rogue asked with a glare in her eyes.

"Ah was gonna say 'revealing' but if yah want to go with sluty,"

Rogue sighed. "Ah mihght dress a little, 'revealing' but that's all, a tease is someone who gets guys all horny."

"Which you do." Added Remy.

"Yah're horny all the tihme, Sawmprat. And its not lihke Ah lead guys on, Ah have no interest'em and Ah don't act lihke Ah do."

Remy leaned over Rogue and smirked. "Yah gonna tell Remy yah don't have any interest in him?" His glowing red eyes weren't an inch from her and they were staring intently at her green ones. Rogue looked at the grass and pulled away.

"Remy…" Said Rogue in a muted voice.

"Yeah?" He asked still smiling devilishly at her.

"Ah think we should just be friends."

"Yeah?" Said Remy still staring at her, though his expression had changed. He backed away from her a little.

"Ah just think it'd be easier if we didn't get into this."

"This?" Remy asked, he knew what 'this' was but wanted hear Rogue say it. She hadn't admitted anything yet; she could at least admit there was something between them.

"Yeah, this, it'd just be better if we didn't, if we're just friends."

"But Remy don't wanna be just friends with yah, Chere." He said with a smirk.

"Remy, don't push this, yah know Ah can't."

"Ah know yah want to." Whispered Remy in a voice that almost made Rogue fall over from all the butterflies in her stomach.

"It doesn't matter." Said Rogue.

Remy sat up straight.

"Kay," He figured if he did push it, it'ld end up with Rogue storming off. It'd be better if he just went along with it; at least she knew he didn't want to.

Rogue sighed. "Besides, a friendship's really just a platonic relationship, right?" She said, almost trying to convince herself.

Remy nodded. There was a short silence between them. But Rogue felt good. She hadn't let a guy make her rethink what she'd decided for herself. It was safer this way, even if it was harder.

Remy looked down at Rogue's textbook "So what chapter are yah on?"

A/N: Yeah kinda short again, sorry bout that, I'll try to get the next chapter out sooner and hopefully it'll be longer. But I'm thinking there'll just be a couple more chapters of the story, so sad:(, but I promise a happy ending.

Plus I'm working on another story, another Romy, with some Jonda thrown in there (Cause I love Pyro).