Let's just say that in this chapter, someone's going to be very jealous.
(Laughed maniacally in background)
And someone new, yet old, will be introduced in the chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter 4
Things have changed considerably since I had hugged Rogue. Bobby glared at me with such anger burning in his eyes, you would think he's Pyro, and not me. Rogue smiled and got giggly everytime she saw me. I was happy that she was happy, but this was too much. Giggly girls? Geez! Thank God that I had a talk with her after class.
"Hey, Rogue," I exclaimed. "Can I talk to you?"
She nodded and happyily obliged. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Well, it's just that... You've been awfully... Giggly, you know?" I said as I walked down the hallway. We stopped next to the stairs.Rogue sat on the first step and laid her chin on her hand.
"So?" she inquired.
But then, a man dressed in a beige trench coat, tight black jeans tucked into black motorcycle boots, and a tight black T-Shirt with an AC/DC logo on it, walked through the front doors. The man left a Bo staff leaning on the wall next to the door, and dropped a black suitcase. He kept shuffling a deck of cards in his hands, occasionally taking one out, exaimining it, and putting it back. The man flipped his slightly redd-ish brown hair away from his eyes and you could see that the color if his eyes were hazel. And just then, Scott came out of a room off to the right and strode up to the man.
"What are you doing here, Remy?" asked Scott in a daze. I watched carefully as they shook hands. Rogue was also paying rapt attention to the two.
The man laughed a deep guttural laugh. Then he replied in a slightly Cajun accented voice. "You know I like to be called Gambit, Scott!"
His mouth forming a grin, Scott grabbed the so-called Gambit and pulled him into a hug. "Come on! You have to go see Ororo."
'Ororo? Oh. That friggin' bitch of a professor...'
"All right!" exclaimed Gambit. Rogue smiled at him as he passed by and I managed to glimpse that he smiled back.
'Dang newcomer...'
"So what were we talking about?" asked Rogue, her eyes twinkling with happiness. I opened my mouth, but felt that I had no words to use. When I shrugged and stood up, Rogue copied me and followed me to the lounge area.
"So, Rogue... What'd you think of that guy---"
And there he was again. This time, he was sprawled on a chair, flipping through his damn playing cards again. But much to my disdain, the way he was acting, all the girls were going insane. They were asking him questions about god knows what, giving him glasses of lemonade, some even offering beer. I noticed that even Rogue was enthralled. I snapped my fingers in front of her face in annoyance and sank down in an easy chair.
When Rogue scowled at me in a scornful way, I knew she was too far gone. I just shrugged and began playing yet again with my lighter.
I saw Colossus shake his head as he approached me. "No good, that guy, da?" he asked while joining me by sitting in another easy chair near mine.
"Yup, Mr. Rasputin."
Although I had planned for that to be annoying, Colossus managed to let it go. He always did. Friggin' fairy. Let's everything go. Not aggressive enough...
"How are you dealing with Marie?" he asked. "She seems bewitched by that new mutant."
"I'm sure he ain't new," I snorted. "Do you see the wrinkles on his forehead? Besides, I saw Scott welcome that dude as if they were lovers or something!"
I felt the anger rise up from the black abyss deeply etched into my heart.
"I see wrinkles... But why so mad, John? I know Marie likes you, everyone can tell. Please don't think that she would do anything to hurt you!" insured the ever gentle Peter Rasputin.
I scoffed and pushed him away. "Yeah, yeah... It's just... Do you have a girlfriend, Peter?"
"Nyet, but I wish for one to notice me..."
"Who?"
"It is not your business... What were you talking about, John?"
"Nothing... Do you think Rogue will like it if I took her out to dinner?"
Peter stroked his chin, pretending to smooth a non-existing goatee. "I do not know, but I'm sure she would be... Interested."
"Interested? That's all you can come up with?" I gaped in disbelief.
"Don't take it the wrong way, John. You know what I meant. I meant to say she would love it and it is a fabulous idea."
I leaned back, hands behind my head, grinning like a fool. "Really?"
Peter nodded and also leaned back, but perhaps not in the same manner as I did.
"Do you think I should go ask her right now or later?"
Peter motioned toward where Rogue was standing, gawking at Gambit like the rest of the girls."It is your choice. And your choice only."
So I smiled and leapt up, failing to notice the look Peter had on his face. A look of sadness...
A/N: Just have to say, feedback much appreciated, my fellow fanfic authors.
P.S. Please imagine Colossus (Peter) in a Russian accent. Or else the way he talks is really weird.
