Summary: Rogue is reading Remy's journal while he's away and finds out a little too late that he still loves her. Or is it…?
Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own.
Written Desires
Chapter Three: Le Reve
I didn't get much sleep last night.
Remy had that dream again. The one about he and Rogue in the cave. The one where we could touch freely. The only time we were able to make love without worrying about her killing me with her touch.
And then I woke up. Damn. I woke up to the cruel reality that was now my life. A life without Rogue.
Yeah right, like t'is Cajun's gonna let t'at happen.
On my way pass Rogue's room, I overheard her talking to Cody. To my utter shock, it was about sex.
Damn that Cody. That scrawnny, sneaky, freak named Cody. Don't ma chere t'ink it odd t'at he just pop de hell up from who knows where? Gambit gonna make sure to t'row de trash right back in de dumpster from which it crawled.
-------> Muhahaha ---- Ragin Cajun Madman Laugh
He was asking her why she wouldn't let him touch her while expressin' his deepest, most sincere love for her.
Excuse t'is Cajun while he gag.
She then told de lizard (Cody's new codename) t'at she wanted to wait until their weddin' night and I couldn't help but to do a dance. At least I had some time on my hands now.
Then de lizard pressed de wrong button by sayin':
'But I know ya wanna do it now Marie. Ya powas ain't neva let ya feel uh man's touch befo.'
And she fumed. I could feel the heat from outside de do. She countered on him:
"Da nerve of ya Cody! I done felt plenty nuff already! Remy and I done…"
And as silence befell their room, I felt a smile spread over my handsome yet unshaven face. Shave…damn, I needed to be presentable to see Rogue.
I turned to sprint back to my room, but as always, there was an obstacle for t'is Cajun.
An obstacle with odd hair, an ugly unshaven face, an adamantium skeleton and razor sharp claws.
An obstacle t'at asked me if Rogue was still considering marrying de lizard over Gumbo.
An obstacle t'at also had bad breath in de morning. And as I wiped de tears from my eyes, I could only nod. What was I crying for you ask?
Timeout. You know how when somebody got real, real bad breath, and t'ey talk directly into your face? It feels like somebody's stabbing you in de eyes! Mon Dieu, I had to get out of t'ere before he killed me!
Without another word, I took off for my room.
Safe! T'is Cajun's gonna live another day!
So after everyone showered, shaved and brushed their teeth, some a little more vigorously than others may I add, breakfast was served.
After all these years, I've come to realize that Rogue favors her right side more than her left. Tat's why I always sit on her right…and dis time, I left a semi-charged Ace on the seat to her left.
De lizard sat to her left.
Right when Stormy picked up de bowl of eggs, KABOOM!, de card exploded…and de lizard screamed…like a femme…a very high pitched femme at t'at. As soon as everyone figured out what happened, laughter erupted in de dinning room.
How de lizard gonna have sex wit anybody if his ass blown off?
And of course, someone didn't find dat funny. Ol' one eye. Scott. De homme assigned poor Remy to six extra hours of Danger Room sessions wit Wolvie.
Oh well, Wolverine doesn't even make me do de hueres. We usually spend de day watching a game and getting drunk. And believe Remy, a drunk Canadian plus one drunk Cajun equals a tres mal t'ing.
A drunk Canadian and Cajun will cut de brake lines on your car as a joke and t'en forget bout it in de morning when sober. Been t'ere, done t'at.
Back to the topic at hand.
I was 'punished' so to speak and as an added 'bonus', I was put on dish duty after breakfast. Freakin great. T'ey just don't know what dishwater does to dis Cajun's hands.
De only good t'ing dat came of dis whole fiasco was t'at:
1.) Rogue didn't punch me or cause any other bodily harm to moi person
2.) Rogue was put on duty wit moi. ;)
And it's like once we're together, something has to go wrong, but we have fun nonetheless.
Dish time was no exception.
I rolled up my sleeves and filled de sink wit water as Rogue scraped off any remains from de plates. Why don't we just use de dishwasher?
We don't have one. Go figure. Superheroes without a dishwasher. We go out, save de world and come home to do de dishes. Wow, if Magneto only knew, he'd laugh his metal ass off.
I threw in a few plates and water splashed on Rogue's face, flattening the front of her hair. Of course t'at was Remy's cue to laugh, but she didn't find it funny. She threw water back at me and all of a sudden, we had a water war on our hands.
As de sink was still filling with suds.
We were both soaked wit water when she suddenly stopped me in my tracks and threatened to 'touch' me if I didn't back off. I pretended to think for a moment and den shrugged. Waggin my eyebrows suggestively, I only advanced on ma cherie.
I told her to go 'head and she did; putting her hands on de sides of dis Cajun's face. When she saw nothing happening, she gasped and I seized de opportunity to kiss her.
We kissed for what seemed like hours before we were interrupted by de voice of Cyke. He bellowed out a 'What the hell are you two doing in here! There's water everywhere!'
Rogue made her way over to de sink and shut off de overflowing liquid while I stood there surveying de place. Scott demanded dat we clean de place and turned to leave, but not before slippin and falling on his ass.
Rogue and I rolled.
And we both got six additional hours with Wolverine in the Danger Room before he left. T'at brought moi count up to twelve, merde.
I turned back to Rogue and tried to pull her back into my arms, but she pushed me back, telling moi to stop. She said she was engaged to de lizard now…but her eyes spoke otherwise. Her eyes were hungry pour moi, and so was her heart.
Should Remy feel violated?
Nah, I liked de looks she was giving moi as we cleaned de kitchen. De 'punishment' wasn't so bad afterall.
1.) I got to play with Rogue in sudsy water
2.) I got to kiss Rogue
3.) I could see her nipples through her shirt from den on ;)
And as we split to go our separate ways, she turned back to me and said something that gave me more hope den eva.
"Next time Swamp Rat, try ta find uh place we won't be interrupted."
-RL
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and waited for this next chapter. I need a new idea of something funny to do to Cody.