Chapter 8:

Full Bloom.

Rogue smiled. There was simply no way she could physically describe it, she was lying there in the dark of Remy's room, his breathing was soft and slow behind her and her hand was currently encased in his. He was hard and fast asleep but she could still feel the hold his hand had on hers, and it made her feel safe. The only light in the room was coming from tv from the film they had fallen asleep to, but Rogue was awake now, just looking at there hands around each other. It was moments like these that she had come to live for and she couldn't imagine this image ever slipping from her. She had her back to him but they fit together so well, he had one arm over her waist protectively, his arm slithered up to her breast were his hand held hers, she could feel his nose pressed up against her back and his legs were entangled with hers. He had cold feet, but she didn't mind. It felt strange that they had such a big bed but only used up such a small part of it, but it felt warm and right. She turned over slowly to face him, she was now slightly higher up in the bed than he was so she was looking down at him, looking down at his face, with his hair in his eyes and mouth open ever so slightly, how did she ever cope without him?

Rogue began to think back, right back to the first time she had touched him. His lips were so soft, he tasted so loved everything about kissing him, she loved it when she had to go up onto her toes to give him a quick peck, she loved the way he would look at her so intensely and then swoop down to her and almost capture her lips as his own. She couldn't ask for anything more, and she didn't want anything more.

After the day at the shopping centre Rogue and Remy had spoken about what had happened, Rogue had apologised over and over and Remy had sworn his honesty to her and they had kissed, in a park in the weak winter afternoon sun, Remy had had to hold Rogue up for the weakness in her knees.
They had since then spent every spare second together, Rogue would sneak out of the mansion at night and slip into his arms, its was the perfect romance, still they wanted more.

Rogue eventually drifted of to sleep, still with Remy's hand in hers, the next they woke up and said their goodbyes and Rogue flew back to the mansion, today she was going to have to speak to the Professor.

Rogue walked down the hall to the professors office, it had been a long time since she walked down here and she admired the scenery once more from the large windows to see that it had changed, the lake was now frozen over and the trees were now all topped with a creamy icing. She knocked on the door and was intructed to enter.

"Good morning Rogue." The professor said pleasently, "how is Mr. LeBeau?"

Rogue was slightly shocked for a moment but then mentally kicked herself for thinking that subtly would have fooled the most powerful telepath in the world.

"He's well Professor, I'm sorry I should have told you sooner."

"Well that would have taken most of the romance away now wouldn't it?" The Professor smiled warmly and Rogue returned the smile. "Now I am assuming that you haven't just come here to tell me about your midnight walk-a-bouts?"

"No Professor, erm... well, Remy and I are in love, we have been for quite sometime and we've been speaking, we want to get a flat together, in New York, I could stay with the team and would come back for training and holidays, and sunday dinner..." Rogue trailed off and looked at the Professor almost pleadingly.

"Now Rogue, I do hope you haven't come here to ask for my permission to move out?"

"Well..."

"Rogue, you are nearly 22 and I am sure that you are probably the most capable out of all my students to make the right decision on where and whom you should live with, so if its my approval of the gentleman you have picked that you are now after then yes you have my full approval"
The Professor smiled at Rogue as she plunged forward to give him another deathly hug which he ,yet again, had to remind her of her super strength.

Rogue turned to leave after thanking the Professor but just as she about to leave;

"Oh and Rogue?"

"Yes Professor?"

"Do not feel obliged to come back every holiday and Sunday, however we would enjoy your company an awful lot, but we won't have you come alone, I think I speak for everyone here when I say that we want to get to know the man that has stolen the Rogues heart."

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A/N

And that, my dears, is the end of that.
I know it was a horribly short chapter but I felt if I had gone on it would have spilled over into cheese.
At least having left it like that I'm now free to expand on it, do little side projects or even a sequel )
I don't know whether it came across in this but this chapter was exceptionally hard to write for me, Romy's hands being together at the beginning was probably the toughest part, it was a very personal memory of my own and it just made it so much more hard to write, its weird to think that people are going to read that and are going to apply their on imagery to it when it was a true event, anyway, that particular bit of heart ache is going to be poured into my next fic called 'Bamph' which isn't going to be a happy ending fluffy one unfortunately but hey, at least this one had its fairy tale ending )
anyway guys its been a pleasure, until the next fic... tar-tar xxxx

PS I CHANGED THE NAME OF THIS FIC BECAUSE THE LAST ONE DIDN'T MAKE SENSE AND WAS BASICALLY A LOAD OF BOLLOCKS AND A WORKING TITLE, THE NEW ONE FITS IN BETTER WITH THE CHAPTER TITLES :D