Ello! Ok this might be short….but w/e. lol
Xxx
6:00 pm. The mayhem of what happened that day was finally over. God...how rogue wished it was all a nightmare. But the beating drops of rain kept on reminding her that it was all too real. Rogue was walking down the streets of Bayville….taking the long way home. She told Scott that she would rather walk since it was such a beautiful day….he only looked her weird (a/n: if you can tell from under his glasses) while getting drenched from head to toe in a matter of seconds from the rain. He shrugged and rain in the car when Jean and kitty started complaining about their hair.
So there she was walking alone down proper street ….the only one truly enjoying the rain. Her happy feeling went away when she saw her own refection on a store window. There on her forehead was a HUGE round red circle from the dodge ball that hit her when she was too distracted in watching Remy run around beaming the balls at stupid blondes that kept on trying to trip rogue and kitty. And out of no where a big red blob came rushing toward…..well she blacked out and cursed at whoever threw it until she realized that Remy was sitting beside her examining her head with gloved hands. She caught her breath when he pulled back her white streaked hair from her face…noticing her red checks Remy smirked, thinking that it was a "perfect flirty thing to do"…but instead got punched in the chest (she didn't want to get suspended for punching him in the face …he was a teacher no matter how wrong that was in sooooo many levels….curse you mystique!) and was cursed out 30 times in one sentence.
A sigh escaped her red lips…at least it aint bright red anymore…she shock her head realizing how stupid she was acting in caring how she looked …ah mean theirs no point right…? She focused back on the sound of the rain humming against the earth. Skipping and jumping in puddles she sang "im singing in the rain" COMPLETELY out of tune…and then she just stopped, standing in the middle of the deserted street, head tilted up, eyes closed, and lips parted, welcoming the rain. She loved it all….feeling the way the it heavily beat against her skin…rolling down her face, down her neck and past her shoulders….just feeling…imagining that the drops of rain were fingers…kiss …licking down her arms, a shiver curling up her spin only to intensify the feeling. And for that she loved the rain cause it gave her something she couldn't have….cursed never to feel it by human hands, hands that belonged to a man….a man she could love and that loved her back.
She stood there taking it all in never wanting it to stop when she heard a voice….his voice.
"chere…" Remy finally walked over to her from where he stood in the alley smocking a cigarette. Watching the rain roll down her bare shoulders, arms, and hands. She had taken them off thinking she was alone. O but how he carved to touch her, the rain screaming temptation. She whorled around shocked that someone else was their, she struggled to take her t-shirt and gloves out of her book bag. But stopped when his gloved hand grabbed her wrist, she froze he didn't even hesitate to touch her, gloved hand or not.
She slowly lifted her head shocked with wide eyes, uneasy that she was only wearing a tank top, deadly skin exposing.
"non" he hesitated, but spoke softly, truly "don't do dat"
"ah--h" she was still shocked, and couldn't bare to look at his now exposed red on black eyes that she loved so much…even though she would never admit it.
She took a deep breath and said: "back off remy …ah don't want ya to get hurt"
He smiled, with out missing the fact that she didn't call him gambit, swamp rat, or any curse words. He let go of her wrist and stepped back, so she can have space…even though they both regretted it…wanting to be closer to each other even though they were about 2 ft apart.
To change the subject he said: "so how was school chere" he smirked his cocky smile
She rolled her eyes "go ta hell" she laughed and looked down
"so why are ya walkin down da street alone chere" he desperately wanted to see her emerald eyes again. "ya can get hurt …bad homes around here …AND ya can get a cold"
She rolled her eyes again "ah already bumped into one swamp rat"
"oui…point him out dan" turnec around as if he was looking for the "bad" guy. She laughed which pleased him that he succeed.
"w/e .Wanda is stuck in detention with john and kitty didn't want ta get her hair wet….so in short ah'm walin-in-the-rain-buddyless "
"ill be ya buddy…when ever it rains youll find me"
"ha! Ah find ya when ah'm tryin to avoid ya"
"merde….ya really do like woundin remy" he acted hurt…then smirked "so wanda is stuck with flame brain…I feel bad for her"
Flash to wanda in detention
John is annoying her in singing the theme song to the "breakfast club" and playing around with his lighter swirling it around an inch close to her hair. And her sitting on her desk with her feet on top, arms crossed, with a deadly look on her face trying to stay clam.
eNd FLASH
"ha! Poor pyro" rogue laughed stepping closer to remy
5 MINS. AFTER LAST FLASH TO WANDA
John is upside down ducked tapped to the ceiling in his boxers with duck tap over his mouth. While wanda is laughing insanely debating wether to use the blow tourch or his own lighter.
She quickly throws the lighter over her shoulder and shrugs…while john starts weeping.
AND FLASH
They were both laughing standing less than a foot apart from each other. They both became serious after realizing it ad just stared into each others eyes.
He lifted his had …paused to make sure she knew what he was doing …then placed it gently on her check when she did not protest they
"be careful rogue" he said seriously.
She laughed saying "yah ill remember that next time were both in combat …wait no scratch that in p.e."
He pulled his face closer to her…only an inch apart….licking his lips…just watching the way the rain ran down her opened lips, driving him crazy. "im serious chere I don't want you to get hurt"
They just stood there looking at each other quite. She looked in his eyes try to figure out if he was serious and why. She shock her head in agreement. Leaned closer breathing in the air that escaped her mouth…they stood there with out moving…breathing in each others air. He stepped back hating himself for doing but having to or else he would have kissed her. He left her breathless, in the middle of the street left alone to her thoughts.
She looked down to see her reflection in a puddle. She felt cold missing something that was apart of her. she grew angry …now cursing the rain in mocking her...to not kiss him when she had the chance.
