Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution or any of its characters.

Summary: AU. No Powers. Womaniser Remy LeBeau, makes a bet with his friends; he has to go 5 weeks without ANY kind of sexual contact, or loose his favourite bike. He thinks it'll be easy, the women in Bayville are nothing special. However he wasn't counting on a new girl at school; A sexy southern gal named Rouge, who has set her sights on him, and only him. Will he last? Or are some bets worth loosing? Romy. Jonda. Kurtty. Colaris. Jott. Psylance. Rated for Language and Sexual References/Innuendos/Thoughts/Acts.

A/N: Thanks to Everyone who has reviewed, it makes me feel special to hear (or read) what you think. Also I'd like to apologize for the wait. I've had so many problems since the last update, including School Problems, Family Problems, etc. including going of ROMY for a bit... I know, horrible isn't it. But now I'm back. Also The rating has increased from T-M. Thank You.

Also, this Chapter (he, he- I originally wrote Chapter as Chappie and Auto Correct changed it to Crappie) is mainly from Remy's POV, but there will be a lot from Rogue's POV in later Chapters.

Ages (Forgot to include them earlier, When I introduce new characters I'll include there ages under the authors note):

18- Piotr Rasputin, Lance Alvers, Scott Summers, Remy LeBeau, Jean Grey, Warren Worthington III

17- Rogue Howlett, Lorna Dane, St John Allerdyce, Betsy Braddock, Wanda Maximoff, Kurt Darkholme

16- Kitty Pryde

Week One, Day Two:

{ROGUE}

Today had gotten of to a great start. She had actually had some lessons today, as yesterday she just came in to look around the school (and check out the guys, of course) and went home after lunch. Another reason she went home was Remy LeBeau, as she couldn't believe that he rejected her. He acted like he was scared of her, maybe he was gay, or had a girlfriend, or maybe... *gasp* maybe he wasn't interested in her. Grrrr. One way or another, Remy LeBeau is going to be mine, or my name isn't Rogue Howlett... Or Anna-Marie Howlett (Her actual name, though she didn't like it and therefore didn't use it).

It was currently lunch, and she was sitting with some new friends today. Betsy Braddock an English/Asian chick with dyed purple hair. She also has sparkling blue eyes. She was surely an eye turner. Then there was her boyfriend, Lance Alvers. He has a brown mullet, and has a Rebel look going on. It was strange, he was really hot, but she could see her brother's girlfriend, Kitty, dating him in some other dimension or universe. Okay, Rogue, that's enough caffeine for YOU. Like there's more then one dimension out there. And finally their was Warren Worthington the Third, who was Betsy's half Brother (Same Dad). He had neat Blonde hair, and really nice Blue eyes (Just like Betsy's) and was kinda cute. She met him the other day, an he seemed really nice. Maybe she'd... nah, Remy LeBeau was her next target, and their is nothing he can do about it.

"So, Rogue, what made you move to Bayville anyway?" Betsy asked, whilst feeding her boyfriend some chocolate coated strawberries (1). Warren turned to look at her curiously, as well.

"Well, my mother, Irene, and I had a falling out, and I thought it was best to move away for a while. So I moved in with my father, his new wife and her son, as well as their new baby Laura."

"Do you think that you'd end up going back?"

"Probably not, as I like it here, and my Father enjoys my company, so that's a reason I'm staying." As well as Remy 'Hot-Ass' LeBeau. Get a grip Rogue, you just met this guy YESTERDAY and already you can't stop thinking about him. It's supposed to be that they can't stop thinking about you, so get a grip already.

"Is that the only reason?" Betsy asked with a smirk; with Warren and Rogue giving her a strange look.

"Yes...?" She said it like it was a question.

"You sure he has nothing to do with it?" Betsy asked, nodding to someone across the room.

Rogue turned and locked eyes with The Hot-Ass himself, The Bayville High God of Sex, Mister Irresistible, the one and only Remy LeBeau. Where the hell did all that come from? And can Betsy read minds or something? 'Cause how the hell did she know? She didn't mention him did she? Oh God, please say she didn't write 'Rogue Loves Remy' in her mash, 'cause that would be embarrassing.

Rogue stopped her ranting when she saw the lust in his eyes as he looked at her. She turned back around and said, "No." But it was too late, they'd caught her staring. Betsy was smirking as if saying, 'Gotcha!' and Warren was frowning. Lance was to busy eating to care.

Oh God, Fuck You Remy LeBeau... WAIT! Not God, I meant Me Fuck You Remy LeBeau, yeah not very good English..

{REMY}

Remy LeBeau was not in a good mood. To say he was pissed was an understatement. He was pissed at his friends for coming up with that stupid bet, he was pissed at himself for not being able to resist a challenge, he was pissed at the femmes of the school for not being able to leave him alone... And he was pissed at Rogue Howlett for being so Hot and Irresistible. Why couldn't she have waited Five Weeks before coming to Bayville? Why? Maybe then he could do this pain free.

She'd plagued his dreams last night, and he'd woken up needing a cold shower. Also at that moment his phone went off, saying to him 'You can be a Sweet Dream, or a Beautiful Nightmare...' (2). How Appropriate! He'd thought at the time, as they were the exact words he'd use to describe the experience.

He was now currently sitting in the cafeteria with his group of friends feeling upset and relieved. He was upset because Rogue wasn't sitting with them, and he was relieved because... well Rogue wasn't sitting with them. It was so confusing. No girl had ever made him feel like this, especially one he had met the previous day.

He wasn't paying attention to his friends, as he head was filled with thoughts of Rogue. He did notice, however, Elizabeth Braddock nod at him from across the room, and felt confused. But then She turned and there eyes locked. If it was possible she was even more belle then the other day. She was The Forbidden Fruit, Bayville's High newest Goddess of Love, Little Miss Untouchable, the one and only Rogue Howlett.

He saw questions and lust in her eyes, and that turned him on. But then she turned away and he say Betsy giving her 'Gotcha!' Smirk, and Warren was frowning, and Lance... Wait! Warren was frowning, why would he do that? Unless... No, he wants Rogue, almost as bad as Remy does.

Well, SNOB, You better not go anywhere near Remy's girl, or else you're gonna need wings of you ever want to move again. Wait, his girl? Since when was Rogue his girl? And why was he getting jealous? She didn't belong to him... but after these Five Weeks had passed she would.

"Whoa, Remy are you all right mate?" John asked.

"Huh?" was Remy's genius response. Why was John asking him that?

"You just looked like you were gonna murder someone for a second there mate."

"Remy's fine." He replied standing up. "The Bell's going soon, and if Remy late for gym again, coach Creed is going to kill him." Remy wouldn't tell anyone, but the reason he was late yesterday was because he was having a cold shower, thanks to Little Miss Untouchable.

***

It was gym now, and everyone was in class, waiting for the lesson to begin. He looked around and, to his relief, Rogue was nowhere to be seen. Yes, there is a God and I must be on his good side.

Then she had to come into the room. As he saw her, Remy couldn't help but go hard. He also guessed that most of the other guys, to his anger, also went hard just by looking at her. Why? Well for one her top was really tight, and exposed her nicely toned stomach. He could swear that her nipples were visible due to how tight it was. And her shorts barely covered her sweet, round arse, and were tight as hell. He could just imagine himself rubbing his hands up and down her soft-looking legs, and that really nice arse. But he couldn't, stupid bet. There is a God and he really is out to get me.

Coach Creed entered the room, and for the first time, Remy loved to see him. "Okay brats, we have a new student today, a Miss Rogue Howlett-" he sneered her name "-and her warm-up partner is going to be Mister LeBeau, as he's doing quite well and so can help Miss Howlett-" he growled as he said it "-out." Okay now Remy is back to hating Coach Creed. Great, Coach Creed and God are both working together, trying to take Remy out.

"For Warm-up we're each going to be doing 20 sit-ups and 20 press-ups, before moving on to today's main activity, which I'm not sure is going to be yet. Any questions? None? Good! Begin!"

Remy watched as Rogue strolled up to him, her hips swaying seductively as she came towards him. "Shall I go first, or do you wanna?" She purred.

"You." Remy said, huskily. Shit!

Rogue got down on the ground, on her back, he preferred it that way though he didn't mind be- No, Bad Remy. Stop thinking like that. He kneeled down on her feet, thinking that it would feel right if he was to just rip their clothes of and fuck right here, right now. Remy felt like punching himself for that.

1. He saw her tits bounce as she moved up and down. 2,3. He felt himself become hard once again just watching he body do that to him. 4,5,6. He imagined her slipping her hands into his pants and begin to pump his long, hard shaft (Remy not joking, it's very big)-7,8,9- his load erupting out onto her. 10,11,12,13. He then unzipped her pants and... Bad Remy, you're just making this worse for yourself. 14,15,16,17. He saw that smirk on her face, and the lust in her eyes. He recognised that look, 'cause that was his look for picking up the belle femmes, and if nothing else the fugly ones too. Bitch, trying to use his look against him. 18,19,20. She stopped and he saw some lust in her eyes. Hmmm, maybe she want Remy as much as Remy want her. As she got ready for the press-ups, Remy prayed that tomorrow would be better.

A/N: Once again sorry for not updating in a while. Also don't hate me... but soon Rogue might do some things with some other guys. Hey don't look at me like that, a girl has needs and Remy doesn't appear to be capable to fulfil them yet. He loves his bike more than any girl right now, but that might change soon... or it might not.

Also, all ideas are welcomed. And should the Remy torture continue? Or should Rogue keep abusing the poor Cajun?

(1) Thank you Irual for them. You told me not to use them on Remy, so I gave them to someone else. Yay, for the Chocolate Coated Strawberries.

(2) I don't own this song by Beyonce.