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Chapter 2: Good Times in Orleans

Rogue feels like it was forever ago now that she left the mansion. In reality it has only been about two months. She misses everyone greatly especially Remy. That kiss was all she could think about for months now.

Remy was right though about his thief skills coming in handy. She had only stolen from the people who looked like they could afford it to happen to them. Always only taking cash or food from people.

Every time she calls Remy, her heart is filled with joy. She loves hearing his voice. It was the main thing that keeps her going this whole time. In her travels she has tried many things to control her powers with no results. She studies with some monks in the mountains in Pennsylvania for a few weeks. They helped her control the memories and emotions of the people she has absorbed and her fighting stills.

She decided to enjoy herself after that by heading back down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. She went back to that little jazz clue Remy took her to before. She loves this little place. The food, the sounds, the….oh no. She was enjoying it until some of the goons from her last trip recognized her.

"Well look it hear boys." The head goon walks over to her table and leans down onto it. "We owe you a whoopin' little girl."

Rogue smiles at the man in front of her. "Ya will if that harder then ya think."

As she says this six more goons surround her table. "Well at lease ya'll are makin' it a challenge for me"

With that, Rogue rolls back in her chair, kicking her side of the table up. The goon that was leaning on it bashes his face off the table, knocking him out cold. She rolls up onto her feet to bump into someone. She turns around throwing a right hook, but he blocks it.

That is when she see that familiar smile and toughs eyes. The crimson on black eyes that she loves. This had to be some kind of trick. But there he stood, his biker boot paints and shirt he seemed to always where with a new duster that was black with dark red trim and the x-men logo on the sleeves by his shoulders in the same color.

"Looks like Remy got here just in time for the fun, non." He smiles at her and he pulls her around next to him. "Shale we chéri?" He holds out his hand and his extendable bo staff is in it extended to its full length.

The thugs didn't stand much chance against Rogue herself, and with Remy at her side it would not even be fair. Five minutes later and a few broken tables, Rogue and Remy walk out of the jazz club while the thugs lie unconscious on the floor. Remy paid the owner for the damages, which the owner appreciated.

The two walked slowly through the streets enjoying each other's company when Rogue broke the silence first. "What are ya doing her swamp rat?"

"This is Remy's home town chéri. Remy always come home for Mardi Gras." He smiles ate her with his half grin, "And I'm glad the Remy made the trip. Buy what are you doing here?"

Rogue smiles at him but shakes her head, "Ah don't know. Ah guess ah'm here to blow off some steam after the monks where not able to help me out much. Though I can control the voices and emotions of the people ah have absorbed much better."

"Then Remy thinks they did help a lot. Don't have ta worry bout you clawing up anyone cause you thinkin you are Sabertooth." He gives her one of his full genuine smiles. "Though Remy thinks it would make you wild behind closed doors."

Rogue blushes as she thinks of some of the things she would love to do to Remy, then punches him in the arm. "Ya wish."

"Ouch!" Remy smiles, "Remy likes it a little rough."

Rogue turns an even deeper red and slugs Remy as hard as she can in the gut, doubling him over. "Ya are sick ya know that!"

Gasping for breath Remy looks at her, "Remy sorry, mon chéri."

Rogue reaches over and helps him straighten up. She felt bad for hitting him so hard. "Ah'm sorry Remy. Guess ah don't know my own strength."

Remy smiles, "Almost felt like Login hit Remy."

They stand there staring into each other's eyes. Rogue wanted to kiss the damn swamp rat to let him know how sorry she was. She reaches her hand up to cover his mouth and kisses the other side of her hand.

Remy got the idea cause when she withdrew her hand, he grabbed it and raised it to his lips, kissing the back of it. When he lowers her hand back down they keep ahold of each other's hand and as Remy lead the way.

"Were are ya taking me?" Rogue was wondering where this was heading because it seemed like he was leading her some where.

"Just to ta best seats in the house chéri." He smiles at her as they round a building and start to walk down a long pier. "By the way, Remy like the way you look in his duster."

Rogue was glad that the pier was dark, she didn't want Remy to see how much she was blushing now. They arrived are the end of the pier just in time. Remy looked at his watch and smiled. He hears the first boom of the fireworks as he looks over at Rogue.

The sight was magnificent. Remy didn't think Rogue could get any more beautiful and yet she has. He pulls her in close and hugs her tight from behind as they watch the fireworks.

Rogue can not believe the view from here. Then the fireworks started. Seeing them going off above the city from out here was the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. She though that this could not get any better, until Remy pulls her into his arms.

If there was a heaven, this was it for her. She leans her head back into his strong chest and lets out a long sigh. She know this would end soon and it would be back to being lonely and on the road. She look up over her shoulder at Remy, "I love you," then she smiles at him, "Swamp rat."

Remy shakes his head then looks down at Rogue, "Je t'aime trop, mon chéri." He kisses the top of her head. "Do you have a place for the night?"

This caught Rogue by surprise, "Not yet. Ah was just goin' ta get an hotel room."

"Non, chéri. You'll stay with Remy tonight." He squeezes her tight. "Then you can leave in the morning. Remy knows you want to continue your journey, but tonight you rest with your love."

Rogue could not deny that she wanted this more than anything else in the world. They have grown so close with her calling him at the end of every day. She rest her head back into him again, "Ok, ya win."

The fireworks end and he looks are Rogue, "What no fight? Remy could get use to that."

"Well don't go gettin' use to it. It an't goina happen often." She pulls his arms apart from around her. "Come on Romeo, lead the way. Ah'm tired."

Remy smiles as he takes her hand and leads the way to his place.