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inTHEgrid – Thank you for the review, as always! It's really great and really uplifting when you look on your story stats and find out that people have reviewed. It's one of the best parts of my day! Well, you were right about Kitty and the metal artist part, but that's for later chapters! More John and his love problem coming up! And obviously more Romy!

gambit-rogue – Thank you for the review.I haven't actually heard the Russian National Anthem and it is probably really nice but Piotr had to threaten John with something!

SouthernLoner – The box isn't that small really. I was trying to compare it to the massive cardboard box he was carrying. I know there isn't much suspense but thank you for the review.

X-Storm – Thanks for the review! Wow you lot are really good at picking up stuff about what Remy has bought! Yes, keep on checking back! Heres chapter 5.

Chapter 5 - Second Dates

Remy mounted his bike as he had done over 7 hours ago. The air was hot and humid, as it would be any other day in August. But today felt different. Well it would, he was going to see her again.

He started the bike and sped off into the distance. He paid more attention to the sunset than usual. The ink spill in the east soon saturated the sky overhead, while in the west, all was fire.

He had spent the last 5 or 6 hours trying to console John, which involved either many dints on the table or many dints in Johns head.

(5 hours ago)

"She doesn't want me!" he wailed, for the thousandth time.

"How do y know she doesn't want y?" Remy enquired

"She doesn't, I just know,"

"Have y even spoke t the femme?"

"No,"

"Mon Dieu! Then how do y know that she doesn't like y"

Johns head hit the table once again.

Remy raised his eyes to the heavens and prayed that his friend would soon snap out of it.

(Back in the present)

The wind whistled past, singing a love song that only Remy could understand. He parked his bike near the wall of the Institute and pulled out his Bo staff. He was over the wall in an instant and working his way through the shadows towards the familiar balcony.

He knocked on the glass door and peered in. There seemed to be no one in the room. He tried the door. It was locked. Not for long.

He stepped in and surveyed the room. From the bathroom, to the left, came the sound of running water. Remy grinned and laid down on her bed, to wait for her.

Rogue turned up the heat in the shower until it almost burnt her skin. She smoothed the shower gel down her body and rubbed it in. The frothy bubbles slid down her legs and into the swirling whirlpool of the drain. She turned off the water and grabbed a towel.

She walked out of the bathroom, drying herself. She closed the balcony door curtains and then let the towel drop to the floor.

"What a lovely view, Chere,"

Rogue whipped around, grabbing the towel off that floor.

"Bloody hell, Remy, ya scared me!"

"Desole Chere,"

"What are ya doing here? After whaht happened this morning!"

"I had t see y," Remy whispered as he rose from the bed.

He took a couple of steps towards her and pulled her close. She rested her head on his shoulder before breaking away from his embrace to put on some night clothes, though she knew she probably wouldn't be needing them. She pulled the chemise over her head and turned around to see Remy stood at the bed, looking agitated and almost nervous.

"Something wrong, Sugah?"

Remy shook his head as if to shake out of the stance. He smirked at her.

"Non Chere, I was just… never mind. Remy has got something for his belle femme,"

She stepped towards him as he pulled a box out of his pocket. She stopped dead then, wondering what the hell he had bought her.

"Remy, Ah…,"

"Shh, Chere," he whispered and he opened the box so that she could see the contents.

Rogue gasped.

A green pendant hung on a chain of silver. Though coiled around the pendant was a cat, its head resting on the pendant, with emeralds for eyes.

"T match y belle eyes Chere, now turn it over,"

She did as he instructed and her mouth went slack. For engraved on the back was a string of words in loopy italic.

Je t'aime par toujours

When her ability to speak came back, Rogue looked into the red orbs floating slightly above her head.

"It's beautiful, Remy,"

She leapt into his open arms and kissed his passionately until he fell back onto the bed. She found a more comfortable position on top of him.

"Guess, Ahll have ta buy ya something to say thank you,"

She slipped the necklace over her head and leant forward until it dangled a few centimeters above his face.

"Non, Chere, having y is a parfaitement good thank y"

On that line, he lifted his head to kiss her neck and then rolled on top of her.He removed he nightie (she knew she wouldn't be needing it!) and then his mouth traveled down her collar bone and onto her breastbone. His lips lingered between her breasts for a moment then continued their journey, planting butterfly kisses down her stomach, nearing her sensitive parts.

When they did reach there, Rogue emitted a loud moan from her throat. He gently licked her clitoris then lowered his mouth to her hole. She gasped when he pushed his tongue inside her and her hands ran through his tousled hair.

When he had pleasured her for a few minutes, he came back up and placed a sensual kiss on her mouth. Rogue gently bit on his lower lip and slipped her hands up his back, annoyed that his shirt prevented her from touching his skin. She quickly pulled it off and he wriggled out of his jeans and boxers.

They lay naked next to each other, basking in each others warmth and company. Remy rolled on top of her again and placed his erection between her legs. With one move he was inside of her, thrusting hard and fast. He loved hearing her moan as she was now; it was the most beautiful music in the world.

After over an hour, Remy rolled off of her and pulled her towards him. She soon fell to sleep, her head on his shoulder, arms thrown sloppily across his chest. He looked once ore into her angelic face, then fell into peaceful dreams.