Me no own, you no sue. Get it? Got it? Good.
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Rogue checked herself in the mirror one last time. She was wearing her other outfit, the one with the black tank, long blue skirt with the white double belt, lavender scarf, boots, and gloves.
She quickly combed her hair, checked her purse, and then walked downstairs. Kitty was reading a book in a chair and noticed her.
"Like, hey, Rogue. Where are you going?"
"Ah'm, uh, goin' out."
"On a date?"
"Well…not exactly, ah mean, it's more of a…" Kitty leapt up.
"You totally are going on a date! Like, with who?"
"Ah…ah…"
"It's Gambit, isn't it? He's like, the only guy you would go out with!" Rogue blushed until she resembled a tomato.
"Ah ha!" Kitty jumped in glee, then stopped.
"What's Logan gonna do?" The doorbell rang.
"Ah guess we're gonna find out."
"You'd better, like, get to it before him." Rogue hurried to the door, but before she could open it, Logan somehow popped up and reached for the handle.
"No!" Rogue yelled, but it was too late; Wolverine and Gambit stood facing each other, Gambit with a bouquet of roses.
"This is gonna be, like, totally good." Kitty whispered as she stood behind Rogue. Rogue just bit her lip.
"Gambit." Logan snarled. "What are you doin' here, bub?" And he promptly unsheathed his claws and thrust them at his head. Kitty screamed.
"No!" Rogue yelled. Gambit flipped backwards, landing on his feet, making sure not to crush the flowers.
"I ain't here ta fight!" He said as he continually dodged Wolverine's attacks. "I'm-here-on-a-date-with-Rogue!" Logan immediately stopped and turned around very, very slowly.
"Rogue." He drew out very slowly.
"Um…Yes?" She squeaked.
"Is the king of idiots telling the truth?" Rouge turned even paler than usual, if that were possible.
"Um…YouknowwhatI'vegottahgoandIhopewecanfinishthisconversationlaterbutI'veREALLYgottahgosoBYE!" Rogue leapt through the doorway, grabbed Gambits arm, and before he knew what was happening, they were through the gate and around the corner.
"Why that little, sneaky-"
"Uh…Mr. Logan, I think Bobby blew up the game room!" She lied quickly. She didn't want Logan to go stalking them or something and ruin Rogue's date.
Logan growled and looked to the gate, than back to the mansion. He hadn't heard anything…than felt an explosion rock the ground. Bobby had actually blown up the game room.
Kitty covered her mouth. This day was getting better and better. She quietly followed Logan as he stalked inside to find and torture Bobby severely.
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Remy took Rogue to a French Restaurant called Chez Poisson (Odd name, I know, but bear with me on this one) He was a perfect gentleman, opening the door and pulling out her chair for her. And unlike the immature idiots at the institute, he actually pushed it back in, causing Rogue not to fall on her butt.
"Um, thanks." She muttered shyly. He's so nice…
"So, Cherie." Remy began, as the waiter gave them menus. "What made yah change yer mind about going out wit ol' Remy?"
Rogue thought about the odd happenings around the institute that seemed overly coincidental.
"Ah guess you could say it was…often on mah mind." And everywhere in the institute. If Rogue hadn't known better, she would have thought those signs had been planted everywhere purposely.
"Are you and your girlfriend ready to order, sir?" The waiter had come back.
"Ah, ahm not, ah mean ah-" Rogue stammered uncontrollably.
"Sure." Remy cut in. "I'll have the roast duck and a bottle of wine. Rogue?"
"Um…" She quickly glanced through the menu. "Ah…ah'll have the same thing, minus the wine."
The waiter collected the menus, leaving them alone again.
"So we think alike, no?"
"No. Ah was just not paying any attention, is all." Remy cocked an eyebrow.
"I think belle petite is more like me than she thinks."
Over dinner, Remy and Rogue talked and found that they were quite similar indeed. Rogue was surprised to find that she very much enjoyed the company of the Cajun, and became suddenly jealous of all the flirtatious winks he was receiving throughout dinner from the pretty girls at the restaurant, including the waitress who bent waaaaaaaay over Remy as she poured the wine. Rogue was about to 'accidentally' brush her skin and drain her, when Remy winked at her and she blushed beet red, totally forgetting about the waitress.
As soon as the waitress had left, Remy leaned casually back in his chair and smiled.
"Rogue, darling, you don't have ta be jealous. I've only got eyes fo' you." If Rogue could get any redder, she did, and resembled the shade of the lobster at table 6.
Afterwards, Remy took Rogue to a park and they walked around, looking like long time lovers to the distant eye. Rogue was in heaven.
"Is somthin' wrong? Cherie has not said much since dinner." Rogue snapped our of her reverie.
"Ah…ahm fine. Ah just…didn' expect to have such a good tahm. Ah mean ah did, but not lahk, ah mean…" Remy smirked a little.
"So, Rogue, would you consider goin' on another date wit ol' Remy?" Rogue, as usual, blushed.
"Ah…ah think ah would." Remy didn't say anything, but took her gloved hand and held it for the rest of the date.
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"Well, here we are." They stood at the institute gates. "Have a good night."
"Ah will." Rogue stared into his black and red eyes. They were the most interesting things she had ever experienced.
"Well, good night…" She couldn't stop staring into those eyes…
They leaned in closer, until Rogue remembered. "We can't. I'll drain yah." She looked away at the ground.
"Cherie." Remy cupped her chin in his own gloved hands. She looked up. He quickly pecked her on the lips, enough for them to both feel it, but not enough to drain.
Even though it was so light, Rogue felt like a butterfly, lightheaded and dizzy.
"Ah…ah…good night." She quickly disappeared into the gates. Remy gave himself a small smile.
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Rogue quietly slipped into her room, hoping Kitty wasn't up. But unfortunately, we can't get everything we want in life. Kitty bombarded her the moment she cracked open the door.
"So like, how was it? Where did he take you? What didja guys do? Tell me like, everything!" Kitty whispered energetically, having the good sense not to wake the mansion.
"Ah'll tell ya tomorrow." Rogue muttered with her back to Kitty, to hide her red face. "I'm beat raht now. Good night."
Kitty looked severely disappointed but clicked off the light. "Good night." She grumbled.
The moment Rogue's head hit the pillow, her dreams were filled with Remy and light kisses.
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