Disclaimer: Nothing has changed since the last chapter. I still do not own X-men. Damn.

Warning: What makes you think that anything about this story has changed? It's still going to be full of guy/guy, violence, and we can't forget about bad language.

A/N: Well from what I've seen from last chapter, this story doesn't seem to entirely suck.. Go me!

Chapter 2: Interesting Situations.

After his... 'incident' with Logan, Remy walked dejectedly back to his room. It hurt that someone would throw what he did in his face like that. Sure, he wasn't proud of it, but he had never been ashamed by it before because, he did what he needed to so he could survive. So... Why now would it hurt so much. Why did it make him feel so dirty, so cheap.

Shutting his door, he made his way over and dropped down onto his bed. He rolled over, curled up, and for the first time in a long time, he cried.

Logan woke up, not entirely sure if it was because of his nightmare or because of the bang he swore he heard, and looked at the clock. 1 o'clock. It was only moments later when the sound of professor Xavier's voice rang through his head, telling him that the other teachers would be there soon.

Walking out to the hall, he met up with Storm and Cyclops, and he saw several kids pop their heads into the hall to see what was going on. "What's going on?" he asked rather gruffly.

Ororo looked around at the children with a worried look. "There was an explosion." she said quietly. "The professor said it came from Gambit's room." the last part was a whisper, that way none of the kids would hear.

Hearing this though, made Logan growl, before he turned to the young boys door. "Damn it. The kid hasn't even been here a whole day and he's already starting trouble." The older man all but tore the door off it's hinges as he slammed it open, fully intending to give the boy within the room a piece of his mind. The only thing was, he didn't see the boy anywhere.

Storm ran in right behind him, and took in the sight of what was left of the boys bed, and searched the room until she spotted him huddled in the corner. "Logan." she said softly, placing her hand on the mentioned persons arm, causing him to look in the same direction as her.

The older man stepped towards Gambit, but the younger of the two flinched away. "Keep 'im away from me." he said pointing an accusatory finger at him. Being in the state he was, he was in no condition to put up any barriers, and feeling the anger radiating off of the intimidating man before him actually hurt.

Brushing past Logan, Storm ran over to the boys side. It was then that Jean ran into the room. "What happen?" she asked as she took in the scene before her.

"We have to get him to the infirmary. He has a nasty burn on his hand." Storm said while helping the red-head up, with the help of Jean.

"Well that's what he gets for blowing things up." Wolverine stated. As the trio walked past him, Remy shyly looked over at him before promptly turning his head away, but he made sure to keep his distance as he past and walked out the door.

Down in the infirmary, the two female teachers were trying to figure out what happened, but Remy wasn't helping much. He just kept repeating 'I didn't try it. It was an accident.' over and over again, while rocking back and forth.

"Gambit, I need to see your hand." Jean said reaching for said hand.

When the young boy noticed the movement, he flinched away and held his hand closer to himself. Seeing this, Storm leaned over and soothingly ran a hand through his cinnamon locks. "It's ok. We're here to help you." This time she reached over, and Remy let her have his hand.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" she asked as she continued running her hand through his hair, as Jean treated his burn.

"Dream." was all he said.

"What happened in your dream?" Jean asked, as she began wrapping gauze around his hand.

"Ah was in a tube." he said quietly. "Scientist all 'round me. Ah was scared." Both of the women looked up when he paused. Seeing this he continued. "I started hurtin' people. But Ah know wasn' me 'cause my hands 'ad claws o' summin'."

Knowing that dream sounded familiar, both Jean and Storm looked at each other and simultaneously said, "Logan."

"What's Professeur Logan got to do wit' this?" he asked, giving them both a quizzical look.

"You see Gambit, Professor Logan has that dream a lot, and I guess you being an empath, you must have picked up on it." Storm said, as she got up off of the examination table. "Come on, we should get you back to bed. Jean could you talk to Logan about this?"

The next morning all of the students kept staring at Remy, more so then the previous evening. By the end of Lunch he had enough of it and was heading back to his room, where a new bed had been placed.

On his way there, he bumped into another boy. Literally. As he was getting up, he noticed the other boy still on the ground rubbing his butt. "Sorry 'bout that." he said as he extended his hand to the other.

Looking up, the boys green eyes locked with Remy's Red and black ones. "No problem." he said, taking the offered hand. "You're the new kid right?"

"Yeah Ahm Gambit."

"Cool name." The boy said. "My name is Alex, or Nitric if you will. So what's your gift?" the boy, Alex, asked.

"Ah got a few." Gambit said shrugging, like it was no big deal.

"Really? That is so cool. Everyone I've ever met has only had one. So what are they?" Nitric asked, staring at him adoringly.

"Well Ah have Kinetic abilities where Ah can blow shit up. Ah am also a Empath, and..." at this Gambit paused momentarily before he continued. "... and Ah have pheromons that can attract anyone ah want. How 'bout you?"

"Oh it's nothing as cool as that." he said, starting to feel highly inferior to the handsome boy before him. He bit his thumb, and let a drop of blood fall onto the wood floor. It only took a few seconds, but soon a sizzling sound could be heard and smoke started to rise from the floor. "I have nitric acid in my blood. It burns through just about anything. Except me." he said, adding the last part on to lighten the mood.

Gambit watched as Nitric stuck his digit back into his mouth, this time to quell the bleeding that he had previously caused. "So..." he said to the smaller boy. "Do you want to get out of here. I don't feel like going to class."

Smirking at the older boy, Alex shook his head good naturally. "Only been here one day, and you're already skipping classes. Ok, count me in."

Both boys ran up the steps and hid in Gambits room. Hopefully noone would think anything of them not being in class.

Just a few moments after the door was shut, the younger boy felt a pair of warm lips press against his own. Indulging himself, only momentarily, in the kiss, he pulled back and looked the older boy in the eyes. "Wh-what are... What was that for?"

Remy grinned. "Ah know you want me. Ah can feel it. And Ah want you, so how 'bout we have a little fun."

The younger boy bit his lip lightly before, with his nerves rattling, he moved forward and initiated another kiss. This one, unlike the last, was full of passion and heat. Stumbling, they made there way over towards the bed, their lips never separating.

When they landed on the bed, Alex sat on Gambit's stomach as the kiss continued. After several minutes, they broke apart due to the need for air. The cinnamon haired boy ran a hand through the other boys dark locks. "Cute."

Nitric cocked his head to the side in confusion at this comment, but was soon flipped over so that Gambit was leaning over him, and between his legs. "Ah tink it's cut 'ow you tink you're the one that is gonna be on top."

This only caused the younger boy to laugh out before another kiss began. The only thing is, once their make out session formed a grove, the door opened and in walked Professor Logan, and both boys knew they were in deep shit.

A/N: There it is. Chapter 2. I know it's shorter then the first one, but I thought I'd be evil and stop when it got to an interesting point.