Alright let's keep things rolling! Thing are just starting to get interesting! LONG CHAPTER!!!!!!!
Chapter 6
Fifth period was just coming to an end when Rogue finally decided this had to be the worst day of her life. Not only had she almost gotten into a fight during science class but during her second hour math class she was pounded with a year's work of homework, due tomorrow of course. Then she had missed lunch because the gym teacher couldn't believe that she had ran the mile in 5:32, making her run an extra two miles, and when she tried to eat in forth hour shop class she was caught and had been forced sweep the floor with nothing but a little broom and a garbage can. But the worst part was that people still talked, Rogue couldn't go anywhere without hearing people whisper about her appearance or the fact that she was a mutant. She had spent the entire day alone, it caused a feeling she hadn't felt in a long, long time and she desperately wanted it to go away.
Nearly half a second before the bell actually rang Rogue had jumped out of her seat and ran out the door.
All day she had felt like she was being deprived of oxygen, but once she got outside she felt as if she could breathe again. But she soon felt the same sensation, only in a much more pleasant way, when she saw a certain Cajun standing next to his bike waving in her direction. Rogue hadn't actually expected him to show up, but the fact that he did made her smile.
She tried to resist the urge, but she noticed that as she was walking toward him her steps became quicker and quicker till she had broken out into a full out run. When she reached him she flew her arms around his neck, nearly knocking him over, but causing him to laugh none the less.
"I think you missed me cherie!" said Remy.
"Don't give yourself heirs swampy!" said Rogue trying to snarl, but failed miserably.
"What do you say we get oughta here den?" asked Remy.
"Yes!" exclaimed Rogue letting go of her tight grip on Remy.
Remy walked to his bike and took his seat, a moment later Rogue jumped on behind him, wrapping her arms around him tightly this time and nuzzling her face into his back. She loved the way he smelled of southern spices, smoke, and cologne.
Just as Remy began to start up the engine Rogue could hear him say, "How am I suppose to concentrate wit you being such a good distraction cherie?"
Rogue's only response to this was a light kiss on the back of his neck, dangerously close to where his shirt neck ended.
There were three people in the parking lot that watched this interaction and cared. The first two were Kitty and Amber, the third was a very, very angry Belle.
"Kitty!" shouted Amber as the couple pulled away on the bike, "there's your guy!"
"Are you kidding?" asked Kitty. "I'm all up for bad, but psychotic isn't usually a turn on!"
"What do you mean psychotic?" Amber asked, somewhat surprised.
"Well for one thing he has like a major crunch on Rogue and that means you're either insane or just stupid."
"Thought you two were friends?"
Kitty snorted, "Like yeah right! We were o.k. for awhile, but she's getting on my nerves." That's a lie, Kitty thought, I'm jealous of her.
"Well if you dislike her so much it just makes the boyfriend snatching game more fun," said Amber with a mischievous smile.
"Did you hear me Amber? The guy is psychotic!"
"Listen to me Kitty!" snapped Amber, "The guy is hot, drives a motorcycle, and looks like he's at least twenty! He's like the only opinion you have if you still want to be friends!"
Kitty frowned but nodded, "It's going to be hard."
"Oh no it's not," said Amber, "look, Saturday a large group of us are going to the movies, bring him along and introduce him to our circle, he'll have such a great time that he'll want to do it again and again, and once people have seen you with him enough we can just say it's your boyfriend."
Kitty couldn't help but smile a little, "Then we'll still be tight?"
"Exactly," said Amber wrapping her arm around Kitty's shoulder. "We make a great team don't we Kitty," she said when she was really thinking, how damn gullible is this girl?
"Belle!" came the voice of Marius, her pretend father, "what's dah matter?"
"Notin dah matter! I'v found im'!" snapped Belle.
"Den why ya so angry?"
"I knew he'd be hangin wit some northern bitch, but I never thought he's hang around wit some scary faced southern witch wit a terrible Mississippi accent!" Belle screamed.
"Well we gonna follow em or what?"
"Not today Marius, I'm goin by myself!" said Belle who took of running in the direction of Remy LeBeau's bike.
They had been driving around for nearly two hours just laughing and flirting. Remy could tell immediately she must've had an awful day and decided to help by giving her a little fun.
"Remy, we gotta go back, it's almost time for dinner and ah' got a lot of homework!"
"Anythin you want cherie," Remy replied, "but I wanna stop somewhere first!"
"Just as long as it ain't make out lane swamp rat!" Rogue snapped back.
"Better dan dat trashy place cherie!" said Remy as he took a sharp turn and headed back towards the Institute. "Besides cherie you be close to home!"
"Gawd you're so exasperating! I shouldn't be anywhere near ya Cajun! For all ah' know you might try to kidnap meh again!" hollered Rogue over the sound of the engine.
"Don worry Roguey! Dis Cajun make sure de next time we go on a trip you willin to come!"
"What makes you think there gonna be a next time swampy!" Rogue snarled, looking into the mirror seeing his annoying smirking face.
"What women could ever resist Parie?" he asked, trying to seem innocent.
"This one could…" Rogue began before they came to complete stop, Remy hadn't lied, they were no more than 60 feet from the Institute.
Remy got off his bike and offered his hand to Rogue but she pushed it away and got herself off the bike.
"What's this about Remy?" Rogue asked bewildered.
"I wanna show you something beau," he said pointing up.
"It's in a tree?" Rogue asked.
"Too much work for you Roguey?"
Rogue grunted then threw her book bag to the ground, "You wish Cajun," she said grabbing one of the branches and pulling herself up and grabbing another branch, then anther, and another, and another…
The Cajun wasn't far behind her but there was enough distance to get a perfect view of Rogue. "Dammit swamp rat, stop starring at my ass!" she yelled just as her hand reached the last branch and her head came out of the tree to find an amazing overlook of the town to her left and an amazing view of the Institute to her right. It took her breath away.
"Swamp rat, this is gorgeous," she said as he joined her on the same branch wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Dis is where I came when Magneto asked moi to keep an eye on the Institute. Pyro was too loud and Creed was too big and clumsy, so he sent moi. But I often found m'self ignorin my job an concentratin on one thing."
Rogue looked toward the Institute and from where they were sitting she could see a perfect and clear view of her room, "Me," she said barely above a whisper, but she could sense his nod.
"I can't even describe how I felt when I first saw you Rogue. Dat rainy day on de docks I thought I'd be baggin m'self some X-men, but when you came runnin' out of de smoke from my first charged card moi was entranced. I would've given anythin to touch you when you turned the corner of that cargo box."
"You should've Cajun, would've saved me from almost getting killed," Rogue said very teasingly.
"Whad a jackass moi was, leavin' dat card in your hands to explode," Remy smirked. "But you jus stood der, not movin or anything, so it isn't all dis Cajun's fault."
"Ah couldn't move cause ah thought you were the most handsome thing ah had ever seen," Rogue confessed, feeling her cheeks begin to burn.
She felt Remy's arms tighten around her and she couldn't help but lean back into his embrace. They just sat for what seemed like an eternity, until Rogue felt Gambit bury his face into her hair.
"Rogue?" he asked, barley able to keep his voice calm, she was so close, so warm, and the last minutes of sunlight intensified her beauty. He began to slide his hands up her waist and he felt her shiver. He began to move back, but Rogue took his hands and placed them where they had been on her waist. "I have many secrets cherie, I've seen and done lots of bad things, can you accept dat."
Rogue paused for a moment, "Yes," she said, "if you can accept the same from me?" Remy took a deep breath but responded by kissing her hair hard enough so that she could feel it on her neck, she was about to moan with pleasure, when suddenly someone opened her mind.
"Rogue," came the Professors voice, "come to my office as quickly as possible, I have someone here you must meet."
Yes Professor I'll be there in a few, Rogue replied in her mind calmly, using every mental block she had to keep out the wave of excitement she felt, till she no longer felt his presence in her head.
"Dammit Professor!" Rogue cried out loud as she felt Gambit's hands move away from her. "Ah gotta go the Professor wants to see me!" Rogue said through clinched teeth and she began to climb down.
"Den let moi take you," said Remy ready to follow her.
"No stay here for awhile," said Rogue, "ah don't want Logan suspectin anything, I'll just say I was at the library."
"If you was at the library cherie, den you been reading one interesting book," replied Remy.
"Ya are so disguisting," said Rogue before she continued her way back down the tree.
Remy just sat there his gaze fixed on Bayville. One more minute and I would've told her, said Remy to himself. But there were still many things left to discusse, just because she agreed to accept his mistakes that wasn't saying she'd stick around after she heard them. Remy just wished he could go back to his young self and change the things that he did, but in real life things weren't that simple to erase.
Remy was just about to get down when he felt something tug at his foot, he smirked, "Can't keep your hands off me Roguey."
"I ain't Roguey amant!" came a completely different voice, but before Remy could look down he felt the hand on his foot tighten and he was pulled.