Title: Day To Day
Author: PrincessOfQuestionableMorals
Characters/Pairings: Rogue/Gambit, Kitty/Piotr, Logan, Storm, Bobby, Jubilee, Hank McCoy, Emma Frost, the Professor
Genre: Drama
Note: Canon with all four X-Men movies, but uses the alternative Rogue ending for X3.
Note 2: Thank you all again, for the new readers and the old.
Summary: The battle had been won. Peace had been made. And so they started to rebuild, with new friends and new enemies.

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"Testosterone spill on aisle five," said Jubilee, rolling her eyes at the two men still glaring at each other. "Yo, boys, mind putting yourselves out?" She backed up the question with a glare of her own.

Bobby sighed, and un-iced his hands, and the pink glow faded from the card in Gambit's hand. He smiled cheerfully, and handed it to Rogue. "For you, chère. Gambit's sorry he fell on you." He grinned at her, white teeth flashing.

"No, yah ain't," said the Southern girl, but accepted the card anyways. She glanced at it and put it away quickly. Somehow she didn't think Bobby would react too kindly to the handsome stranger gifting her with the Queen of Hearts.

Gambit turned to the only member of the strange group that he recognized. "Bonjour, Logan. Did you miss me? Six months is a long time—you don't write, you don't call. Gambit is starting to think you don't care about him."

"Six—six months?" Logan sputtered. "I haven't seen you in twenty years!"

"Gambit, what year is it?" Storm interjected.

Gambit looked at her, confused. "It's 1987."

Bobby snorted. "Not exactly, Rip Van Winkle."

Rogue glared at her boyfriend, knowing perfectly well that he was antagonizing the stranger on purpose. "What Bobby—" Gambit smirked at the name while Bobby looked murderous. "Ah mean, Iceman," she corrected herself. "What he meant was that it's 2007—January 3rd, 2007."

"That's impossible," said Gambit, arms folded. "Now why would a belle fille lie to Gambit?"

Logan wasn't fooled. "Don't even think about it, Gumbo," he menaced, not exactly pleased with the way the Cajun was looking at Rogue.

"Logan," said Rogue, calmly, giving him a pointed look. He relaxed somewhat, but kept wary eyes on the stranger.

"I think we should go to the mansion," suggested Storm, not noticing the positively gleeful look that appeared on Gambit's face at the word.

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"Storm?" asked Kitty as they topped the stairs leading up to the mansion. "Me, Rogue, and Jubilee—"

"Rogue, Jubilee, and I," corrected Rogue absentmindedly.

Kitty threw her friend a dirty look. "We need to finish our lesson plans, is it okay…?" she trailed off hopefully.

"Go ahead," said Storm, smiling. As they turned to leave, Storm remembered something. "Girls, I almost forgot—there's going to be someone else joining our faculty."

"Who?" asked Jubilee.

"Emma Frost," said Storm. "You'll meet her later today, she's going to be coming in on a late flight."

The three women walked off together, leaving behind an annoyed Wolverine, a worried weather witch, a strangely silent fuzzy doctor, and a leering time-traveler behind them.

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"So, what is this place?" asked Gambit, staring around. He stopped in shock as a small boy with a tail sprinted across his path on all fours, followed quickly by a very irate Piotr in his metal form.

"Colossus!" barked Logan. The large metal man stopped in his tracks, and Logan caught hold of the small boy as he attempted to flee.

"What'd he do?" asked Storm wearily, hands on her hips.

"I caught him lurking in the bedroom of Rogue, Kitty, and Jubilee," said Piotr, solemnly, glaring at the boy.

Storm sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Jason, you're grounded, and stay away from the girls' rooms." She turned to glare at him as well. "Logan, let him go."

The man reluctantly let go of the smirking boy, who ran off with a shout of "Rogue wears thongs!" Logan winced. Charming.

"Piotr, this is Gambit," said Storm, as the two mutants acknowledged each other. A moment of silent judgment passed between the two, then Piotr stuck out his hand, and Gambit took it, grinning.

"Nice to meet you, mon ami. Nice trick." He indicated the metal that covered the other man's body.

Piotr chuckled. "Oh, I forgot." Gambit watched in astonishment as metal became skin and silver eyes turned blue.

"What is this place?" he demanded.

"It's a school, Mr. LeBeau," came an amused voice, echoing across from the entrance. "I thought that much would be obvious."

The group turned, gaping at the source of the voice. A blonde woman stood in the doorway, arms crossed. Her smug look quickly faded as she caught a glimpse of Logan. "You—" She started. She took a deep breath. "You haven't aged a day."

"So I've been told," said Logan. "Who are you?"

"He doesn't remember anything," Gambit informed the new arrival. "Gambit's more curious as to how you knew his name." He narrowed his eyes, but the blonde girl was not intimidated.

She tapped the side of her head lightly. "Telepath."

Wolverine rolled his eyes. "Of course."

"Oh, and Mr. LeBeau?" she added. "Don't even think about stealing anything."

Gambit cursed under his breath.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Rogue stared at the book in front of her, wondering if it was possible to slip into a coma from reading the same sentence over and over. While it would break the tedium, it would also undoubtedly draw the attention of her roommates, which was, at the moment, the exact opposite of what she wanted.

She sneaked a look over her book at Jubilee and Kitty, who were both laying on their respective beds, books strewn about them, immersed in books. Then, ever so slowly, Rogue reached into her pocket and pulled out—

"Ah HA!" screeched Jubilee, head shooting up. She jumped onto Kitty's bed, holding out a hand to a disgruntled Kitty. "I so called it."

Kitty fished a five-dollar bill out of her wallet, scowling, and passed it to the jubilant Asian girl, and then the two girls' eyes locked on to Rogue. "Spill," said Jubilee, resting her elbows on her knees.

Rogue frowned uncertainly. "Spill about what?"

"The fact that you're mooning over the playing card that that lovely man gave to you," said Jubilee.

"Ah am not mooning," said Rogue tartly.

"Uh huh," said Jubilee, not convinced in the slightest. "In that case, may I see it?"

"What? Why?" asked Rogue, panicked. The two girls exchanged a look and, before Rogue could react, Kitty phased the card out of her hand, returning gracefully to her bed.

"Ohhhh, that's so sweet," the tiny girl said, sighing.

"Ah have a boyfriend," said Rogue.

"And a sexy man giving you playing cards—wow, girl, you must put something in the water or something." Jubilee snickered.

Rogue grabbed the card, stuffing it under her pillow. "Ah'm not mooning," she reiterated, going back to her work.

She didn't notice the glances exchanged between the two other occupants of her room.