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Rating: Rated M for language and mature subject matter.
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Rogue wasn't able to stop smiling for the rest of the week. Some of the students around the Institute had heard her humming along to random songs as they walked by her and Jubilee could have sworn she heard her humming 'Ten Minutes Ago'. Scott was believed to have said it best, "Okay, who is she, and what happened to Rogue?" Jean nudged him for the comment and left him wondering what he had said wrong.
All the girls could only think it was having Remy around that caused her to act the way she was, but that only half of it. Kitty was that only one that knew about what happened on the night they were together. Rogue had made her swear that she wouldn't let her mouth slip with this, otherwise, they knew Logan would lock her down tighter than Area 51 and that Remy's corpse would probably never be found. And it was probably the only secret Kitty had been able to keep since Rogue had known her.
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It was frighteningly early when Kitty had come home from spending her own night on cloud nine with Lance. It was a routine now: Kitty would go out with Lance, go back to the boarding house, and then leave at around 4:45 am to get back at the Institute by five, even though they had already been out that night. And since Rogue's new mutation was getting under her control, it had become quite in handy to get Kitty back into the room without having to climb anything. Even with her phasing, it was hard to get from a lower level to a higher one.
Rogue had always made sure to set her own alarm for 5 am to get Kitty back into the room and Kitty promised to let her go right back to sleep afterwards - which Rogue needed desperately with her nightmares. Rogue was also sleeping in longer than some of the other students now because her mutation was still too temperamental to train with other young mutants around. So she and Logan had worked out a Danger Room session every Saturday morning and after school whenever she had last period spare and got home earlier than the others.
Rogue's alarm had gone off at the appointed time she and Kitty had worked out; but that morning, it fell on deaf ears. The alarm was closer to Remy that morning and as soon as he heard the annoying buzzing that disturbed the wonderful solace he and his chere were in, he slammed it off and pulled right back to Rogue, who had been woken by the buzz as well. She groaned at the sound and turned over and into the enveloping warmth that lay next to her. 'Ah could definitely get used tah wakin' up lahke this,' she thought.
"Mmm… G'mornin', Remy…" she purred, still dreary from sleep.
"Good would'a been at noon, chere," he replied, kissing her forehead and keeping his arms secure around her waist, "Nev'a thought of ya as a mornin' person."
"Ah'm not… it's a warnin' buzz."
Remy grinned at her before moving his way a bit lower and nuzzling against her neck and collarbone, saying against her skin, "What do you need to be warned about dis early in de mornin'?"
Rogue, who moments before had wondered if what happened that night was all a dream, was shaken from the thought when feeling his kisses on her… just as the night before, memories of the new found sensations and pleasures flooding back to her. It had put her in such a daze though, "Ah honestly can't remembah."
Remy could only smile deviously when he saw what kind of an affect he was having on her. He could not believe how beautiful she looked in morning with fresh smooth skin and tousled and slightly waved hair.
"Hmm… well as long as we're here…" was all he said before he turned onto his back and pulled Rogue right on top of him, earning a small squeal of laughter from her before she moved down and gently captured his lips in a soft kiss.
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Unfortunately that morning, Kitty had to wait for Rogue. It had never happened before and it was really odd. Not even the French doors were open. She threw a random stone or stick to try and wake Rogue up in case she forgot to set her alarm. It was to no avail.
Kitty heaved a heavy sigh, saying to herself, "I, like, can't believe this girl," as she prepared to phase through the outside wall of the mansion and try make her way up the side, coming onto the balcony.
Just as she pulled herself over the side of the railing and moved to the doors, Kitty faltered when she looked in and saw more than one occupant in Rogue's bed. Her jaw dropped open and she blushed quite a bright shade of red, realizing instantly what had happened.
From what she could see, there was the untouchable Gothic southern belle and the resident Cajun thief and charmer, rolling around in Rogue's bed, covered from her view… but she knew better. She saw Rogue laugh out when she was pulled on top of Remy and how sweet they looked kissing each other. Kitty was reminded how Rogue had told her last night about what developments Remy and her had made with being able to touch… and apparently, it worked quite well for them. There was no doubt she was in an awkward situation, Kitty could not help but feel so much happiness for her best friend.
Though she felt really bad for breaking their love fest, Kitty tapped on the French doors, loud enough for them to hear and sure enough, the two lovers heads flipped over to her direction. Rogue immediately hid underneath her sheets and her embarrassment grew with her blush. Remy was very lazy about it and, being as open as he was, was not embarrassed in the least. Though he did chuckle at Rogue's sudden shyness.
"Aww, cherie, you're too much of a vixen t' be shy now," he commented, Rogue sitting beside him, holding the duvet to her chest and punching him hard in the shoulder. He winced in playful pain, "You wound me, Anna."
"Kitty, turn around," Rogue said loud enough to go through the glass doors. Kitty got the message and looked away, pretending like she was annoyed by resting on one leg and holding her hands on her hips.
As Rogue grabbed her pajamas from the floor and began to re-dress, she had noticed that Remy, who also began to get re-dressed, had some how gotten his boxers back on in the night.
"When'd you get those on again?" she asked, neither wavering from dressing.
"Had t' let go of you once or twice while you were asleep… needed to recharge an' all and I just slipped 'em back on at one point," was his response, seeing Rogue's confusion and knowing another question was on its way, "But if I didn' have t', you know I'd have held ont' you all night long, chere."
"How were ya able to keep chargin' while ya were asleep?" she asked, Remy himself not knowing the answer.
"I dunno. But for anoth'a time," he said, pointing to Kitty as Rogue finished dressing and he grabbed his shirt.
Rogue unlocked and opened the doors, allowing Kitty to move back in and she was all apologizes, "I am SO sorry, Rogue. I, like, totally didn't know you and Remy would be…"
"It's alrahgt, Kit. Ah should be sorry for not remembahin' to let ya in. Just get dressed and in bed before Logan finds ya the same way ya were last nahght."
"Right. Thanks Rogue… Morning, Remy," she said, passing by him, blushing as she grabbed her pajamas and moved to a smaller area of the room.
"Bonjour, petite," he replied, giving her a salute with two fingers and continuing to follow Rogue outside to the balcony to let Kitty change, turning the mood a bit more serious. He saw Rogue looking out over the Institute grounds with the morning breeze in her hair and the tinting of the slowly brightening sky just kissing her pale skin. She some how had a solemn expression on her face and Remy could only think that she was thinking about last night and where this left them with their relationship.
He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning on her shoulder and whispering to her, "Lissen, Rogue. 'Bout last night… M' feelin's fo' you are still de same. And I still wanna help you in de sessions with de Professor. Jus' don' think I was only in dis for "dat", d'accord?"
Rogue looked back up at him and knew that she trusted him completely in his words. She reached a bare hand to his cheek and brushed her palm against it, "Ah know, Remy," was all she needed to say.
Remy turned into her hand and kissed her palm, placing his own hand over hers, "Get some sleep, chere, and I see you lat'a."
They met one last time in a chaste kiss a before Remy pulled away, keeping her hand in his as he slowly moved away to the rail and over to the sill, eventually breaking his grip with her. He climbed down to the ground and looked up one more time when he heard Rogue call after him, "Ya better be comin' back, Swamp Rat."
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Since then, Rogue was always giddy, and she and Remy were much more open about their relationship in front of the other students, making it perfectly clear to everyone that what they had was official. Though, until Rogue obtained overall control, the two agreed to keep their little secret about being able to touch, except for Kitty and the Professor that was. So in public, Rogue was still fully clothed, gloves and all, and Remy continued with his flirtations.
Over the coming weeks, they also began to do little things for one another when they had gotten busy or called out on a mission and were not able to make a designated date. Remy had left Rogue gorgeous roses on her nightstand, vase and all, accompanied by a stash of chocolates, obviously left with a note explaining that he, along with either Wolverine, Storm, Angel, or Beast, had been called out for mutant-human peace debates with the Professor. Never really understood why he needed to go though. Remy was a mutant sure, but he wasn't a model citizen either, being the Prince of Thieves and all.
Rogue, on the other hand, was forced to take up cooking duty the night they wanted to go out again. She hadn't cooked anything for the students in months and the last time she did, she made macaroni and cheese. And Remy had apparently planned something "tres fantastique" for them. Rogue felt really bad for letting it get in the way and for how much Remy had done to be with her. So as a small gesture, she cooked some of Remy's favourite Cajun food in the proper tradition of a three-pot meal… which, to her surprise, the students seemed to really enjoy, considering the extra spices in it. Of course, choosing method and meat was hard enough for Rogue; she could boil, stew, smoke, smother, or grill any of the pork, poultry, seafood, or other 'various' meats. In the end, she had made decided to make something that required work to get, even though the Cajun food was meant to be simple to make due to their history and diet.
Rogue served up a chicken and tasso jambalaya and even made the grain side dish of fresh cornbread, and the vegetable dish consisting of a variety of steamed veggies. Remy was more than enthusiastic about her efforts, complimenting her on her Southern tastes. The students were uneasy about the new food at first, even with Rogue and Remy taking to it faster that a cat on a mouse. But after Scott had tried the jambalaya and Ororo the vegetables, it became a mad dash to get the last bits of the food and by the end of dinner; not a scrap of leftovers was left on the table.
"Tante would be proud o' you, chere. Haven' had a good home-cooked meal like dat since I was at a table with her sittin' across from me," he mused as he and Rogue strolled around the grounds, getting a nice clear view of the night sky that was so rarely seen in Bayville.
Rogue brushed the compliment, the red in her cheeks betraying her, "Was nothin' Remy. You deserved it after all you've put up with."
"Dat's connerie, and you know it," he replied, only to have Rogue elbow him in the gut for it before she sat down in the field near the baseball diamond where so many games of Mutant Ball had been played. Remy soon joined her, laying down in the soft grass and watching the stars.
"Such language. What would ya Tante say if she heard ya now?"
"Don' jinx it, chere. Dat woman would scare you with how much she knows. S'like she got a sixth sense, always knowin' what we do."
"Ah'd love tah meet her… an' the rest of ya family. Ah mean, Ah've already met your father, but…" Rogue became wary after she spoke because Remy suddenly became quiet, "Unless the family issues are a problem. Ah'm sorry Ah brought it up."
"Sorry, Anna. S'not you. Jus' had our disagreements is all. But maybe one day, and if Wolvie won' object too much, I take you back down to N'Orelans and introduce you to dem. Sure dey love a Riv'a Rat such as yourself."
Rogue could only snap back at him playfully for the name, looking back over her shoulder as she sat up, "How many tahmes do Ah have tah tell ya not tah call me that?"
"Enough to get me to call you un diable dans le lit," he replied, noticing her sudden blush as she looked away from him. He only sat up beside her and took her into his arms, her back to his chest as she eased into his embrace, the two staring up at the night sky. It was such a moment that even Scott and Jean would be envious of. That was until sirens from the mansion sounded and a mental call from the Professor came to their minds.
'X-Men, we have several intruders on the Institute grounds that refuse to acknowledge their identities. Assemble quickly at the front gates.'
"So much for a pleasant evenin', huh chere?"
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