A/N: Woo so bored and I'm always sry about the lengths of my chapters!!! Any way I got the idea for this chapter once morning after being woken up by my sister! Yes it's all based on my dream I had on the night of December 7th, so I hope you like it…I have no choice about what goes on in my dreams and I wrote this chapter exactly about what happened… and this is one of the chapters I might have considered upping the rating but I think it's fine. Well later on just for some people I might add a little more 'up rated stuff' if ya get my drift but right now I'll work with what I have. And other reasons to up the rating I like swearing a lot!!

Chapter 2: My Lovely Stranger

Rogue ran through the semi crowded streets. Her eyes shot from one passer by's face to the other. Where was he?

She stopped running in front of a small coffee shop and looked inside when some thing familiar caught her eye. Inside sitting near the back of the shop was the man in a long trench coat, the man that robed her. She stated to stare at him with out realising it. She just noticed fully how good-looking he really was. Rogue shock her head trying to get her thoughts back in order and entered the coffee shop. Her brain whirled violently, not knowing what she was doing. It was like her body where no longer in her control. She walked across the shop up behind him. She took a deep long breath and tapped on his shoulder lightly. He turned his head slowly to look at who was behind him. There seemed to be some worry in turning around because of how cautiously slow he moved. Yes, it was the guy Rogue had been looking for. With out thinking or even knowing what she was thinking, Rogue took one look at his gorgeous face, pulled back her arms and punched him as hard as she could in the jaw. His head flow to the left under the impact. He upper body hit the table he was sitting at. But his confusion only lasted for a second. He swung around knocking her up against the wall. He pinned her by up an arm against collarbone, his other hand held her down. The other customers in the shop where screaming and running out of the shop since the first hit.

'Well Rogue this had to be the smartest idea you've ever had." She though to herself while trying to squirm out of his strong holds. He stared down at her. Rogue could feel his eyes on her even though she refused to look at him. Rogue stopped fidgeting knowing it was pointless. She looked up into his eyes and instantly mesmerized. The same thing must have happened to the thief, as he looked her in the eye because he instantly loosened his hold on her arms. Neither of them blinked for a long time. Rogue opened her mouth to say something but was hastily cut off when there were added screams from the street and the glass window of the coffee shop shattered. Broken glass shards flew through the air, Rogue was pushed to the flower by the man. Every thing was going to fast, her brain couldn't register fast enough before some thing else happened. The man huddled over her shielding her and him self with his coat. When the glass settled on the floor he moved off of her and looked up. Rogue looked up at him and saw that he had a fixed glare on his face but there was fear behind his eyes. A voice caught her attention and Remy slowly rose to his feet.

"Remy, so it's come to a childish game of cat and mouse. How long are you going to keep this up? Now we can do this the easy way or…" The three large men standing in the front of the shop pointed their guns at him. "we can do this my way which happens to be a hell of a lot easier then Bell's way."

"Fuck you Julien."

"So that's how you want it fine. I'll just have to find Bell a new ass hole. (He smiled) Oh well at least I'll be happy." Julien tightened his grip on the gun. The man, or Remy as this Julien called him quickly glanced at Rogue still lying on her side on the floor watching helplessly. His act caught Julien's attention. "I see you've got a little friend with you." Remy eye's eyes shot back up at Julien.

"I don't even know her." Remy said raising his hands in an act of innocents.

"So then she's just another witness." Julien lowered the gun so it pointed at Rogue. Her eyes widened in terror. She couldn't move. Her body wouldn't let her. Remy stepped in front of her. Why? She didn't know and frankly neither did he.

"Leave her alone." Remy's voice was clam and menacing. It showed he was serious and that's what he wanted. Rogue's heart almost missed a beat when she heard him speak. She looked up at him. His unwavering expression, his strangely coloured eyes glowing wildly, she knew some thing was different about him. But her mind was to taken aback by what was going on and this bizarre new emotion washing over her.

"Well if you don't know the bitch why would you care? I mean it's not like you've never killed an innocent person." Remy had tight fists by his sides. The two men behind Julien held their guns steady; ready to fire at any moment. Remy lowered his head and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath.

'Now what?' He thought to himself. He needed an idea quick! He could depend on his own body strength and luck to attempted on escape but what about the girl behind him? He didn't know why, but he had an odd attraction to the girl. Not the same attraction as women his age and possibly more 'friendly' then this one. She was younger then him, obviously and it wasn't like she wasn't good-looking, she was, very! So what was the attraction? 'Desperate times call for insane measures.'

His eyes snapped open raising his head. An insane grin spread across his face. Every one watch while he reached out his hand and picked up a glass from the table he had been sitting at not too long ago.

"You wanna play Julien?" The glass in his hand started to glow a bright pink as the grin on his face fell into a sneer. "Then let's play!!" Remy through the glowing glass across the room, it hit the floor and broke sending shards sliding around the front of the shop. The pink glass grew brighter and with a snap exploded into multiple explosions. The blasts weren't all that big but they were large enough to so some damage to Julien and his men. Not giving a fuck about Julien, his thugs or their guns, Remy reached down, lifted the stunned Rogue off the wood floor into his arms and ran towards the door ramming through the injured bastards.

He ran out into the street, crowded with worried and curious citizens. He ran with no intention to slow down until he was far ways from the scene. He didn't want the girl to get hurt or threatened again. A protective desire washed over him as he ran. He didn't want to let he go, to get hurt, he wanted to hold her in his arms until the end of time it self. No knowing how far or how long he'd been running he started to slow down and turned to look behind him slowly walking back wards.

"You can put me down know." Remy's eyes immediately fell on her face. In the sun he could see how radiant her face really was. He felt it odd to he attractive to a young teen let alone a goth/punk. His eyes examined her face fully as if was memorizing every eyelash, every freckle she had. He noticed her eyes were such a green that it shamed to most pure emerald ever seen. She had a milky-white porcelain complexion. This girl was beautiful. He could tell, even under the layers on heavy black and brown make up.

Rogue herself was coughing the same type of trance. Drinking in every bit she saw. His strong jaw, his lips and eyes and…Rogue tilled her head up slightly towards his. She saw him lower his head a bit too. Then Rogue snapped back to reality. She jerked back in his hold then so did he. He looked a way putting her on gently on the ground.

"Uhm thanks - I guess." Rogue stammered trying to sound like her self and not a boy crazy ditz like the girls back at the institute. Remy coughed a little and said,

"No problem, I guess I own it to you after taking your money." He reached in to his coat pocket and handed her the wallet he took from her earlier. Rogue took in back and looked at it.

'Come on girl say some thing.' Rogue told herself. She needed to ask, "So, when did you learn to control it?" Here gaze fell off the wallet and landed on her gloved hand holding it.

"Excuse me?" Rogue didn't blame him she hardly heard herself ask the question either.

"You're power," She said looking up at him. "You're a mutant aren't you?"

"Yeah so?" He shrugged back at her. Then instantly regretted his tone.

"No it's not like that." Rogue assured him. "It's just that… well." Rogue didn't finish she just looked back down at her hand holding the wallet. Remy raised and eyebrow.

"What? What is it?" He walked up a little closer to her. Rogue looked up and saw how close he was. She stepped back with a worried look on her face. Remy looked confused and she knows she had to tell him some thing. Rogue looked away again. "You going to tell me?" Rogue sighed and nodded. She looked back up at him. He looked at her intently but his gaze didn't hold for long. As Rogue opened her mouth to try and explain Remy looked up and his eyes widened. Rogue saw this and turned her head to look behind her. Rogue breathed in sharply when Remy grabbed her wrist and started to run. Rogue had a hard time keeping up but they didn't run for long. They turned a corner down a long narrow ally way. Remy looked up and noticed a fire escape ladder leading up onto a platform. Quickly He lifted Rogue onto his back as he jumped up to reach the foot of the ladder. As soon as they were safely sitting up on the mettle platform Julien and his thugs came running around the corner. They slowly walked under them. Remy silently climbed onto the railing on the platform and smiled a charming, comforting smile as he jumped off onto the ground below. Rogue jumped to her feet and leaned over the railing as soon as he dismounted. She saw Julien and his men turn the intent Remy landed on the ground with a soft thud.

"Miss me?" Remy asked sarcastically holding out with arms as if to give them a hug.

"How long are you going to run uh?" Julien asked tapping his fingers against the gun held down by his side.

"Depends how long are you going to fallow me? Until I marry Bell? Or until I'm dead because they both sound the same to me."

"Only until you pick which one sound better." Julien shrugged.

"Yeah not going to happen." Julien raised his gun on Remy.

"Look Le Beau the only reason I'm here is to bring you back, orders from are fathers. You should feel flattered over the thing your father's doing. But right now I'm seen bringing you back dead is the best way around this dilemma of yours." Julien tapped the trigger while he spoke. He slowly tightened his hold on the gun, slightly pressing against the trigger. Remy held his position. Suddenly the two men behind Julien well forward and lay motionless on the ground. Julien whiled around but stopped abruptly when a smooth hand met the side of his face. He felt his body start to go nub. Soon he all he could feel was the warm hand on his cheek. His senses were dieing slowly and he lost consciousness. As he fell back on the ground Remy could see Rogue standing sliding her gloves back on. Remy took a small step forward. What just happened? He didn't believe what he just saw, one young girl takedown three men with the touch of her figure? How? Then it hit him.

"You're a mutant too aren't you?" Rogue looked down at the ground and nodded.

"Well that explains a lot." He walked towards her. "What exactly can you do?" He asked stopping a couple feet away from her. Rogue felt hurt. He wouldn't come near her now. Would he have?

"Well…" She slid a glove off and held up her hand. "If my skin comes in contact with some one else's I absorb their thoughts, strength, powers, and some times ever their lives." She looked back down and pulled her glove on then made a fist. "And I don't have complete control of it yet." He took a step closer. Rogue looked up. What was he doing? 'What is he doing? People run away after seeing what I just did.' But he took another step closer. Rogue back up a bit but her still came closer. Remy reached out and took her gloved hand in his. Rogue looked at their hands then up at his face. He was smiling softly. Her heart missed a beat or two when she saw him smile like this.

"How are you learning to control it?"

"Uhm, well I live in a school for that kind of thing with other people like us how haven't learned how to use their powers." Remy nodded letting go of her hand.

"I see." He looked behind him at the body's laying in the ally. "You think we could chat some where else?"

"Oh yeah sure."

"They will wake up won't they?"

"Eventually yes. Which is another good reason to leave." Remy smiled taking her hand again and led her out of the ally.

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They walk hand in hand for a long time, just wandering the streets of Bayville getting lost in each other. As they entered the park Rogue told him of Professor Xavier the world's greatest telepath, about the institute and her friends there like Kitty and her brother Kurt, Scott and Jean and the other's she considered friends.

When Rogue asked him about Julien and Bell he tried to explain how he was suppose to get married to Belladonna Boudreaux but left because he didn't love her let alone like her all that much. Rogue struggled to understand the whole story but at lest got the main points.

"So Remy, what are you going to do now?" Rogue asked. But then thought it was a bit too personal.

"Don't know. If I can live out two years with out getting caught I'm pretty much set for life." Rogue didn't agree with his statement. Sensing her uncomfortable ness he looked down at her. "What?" Rogue looked up at him.

"What?"

"You ok? You seem a little tense." Remy stopped walking. So did Rogue.

"No it's just…how can you expect to go through the rest of your life on the run from people that don't care what you think?"

"I don't know. I don't have anywhere to go. Besides I'm just a no good thief remember?"

"You not just a thief…" Remy looked at her sweetly almost prying the words out of her. "You're…" She started to blush. A strand of white hair fell over her face. With was tip of his figure Remy brushed it back behind her ear. He rested his hand on the back of her neck, her hair preventing skin-to-skin contact. She looked into his eyes and the world around them once again melted away. Remy tilted her head up with his other hand that was rapped up in his coat sleeve. As they sank deeper into each other's eyes they seemed to for get about Rogue's powers. Remy leaned his head down close to hers. Rogue felt his breath on her skin; it sent a shiver through out her body. Remy slowly closed the small gap between their lips and kissed her fiercely rapping his arms around her tightly. The second Rogue felt her powers kick in she tried to push him off but his hold was to tight and she couldn't move her arms. Slowly her powers started to absorb his and he slowly became weaker. His hold slowly loosened and she was soon able to push him off of her. He fell back on the grass unconscious. She stood for what felt like hours. She got his thoughts. His feelings. She knew how he felt about he. He liked her. He was attracted to her. Her. The untouchable. This man that craves skin contacted. Rogue looked down at him and smiled. He lay on his back, his arms spread out on the grass. He had the biggest smile on his face that Rogue had every seen. She laughed to her self softly. Kneeling down she looked at him closer. In that kiss she realized some thing. That kiss, that made her feel. The only kiss she every really had that meant some thing. She realized that she…