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Rogue woke up with a start. But she wasn't even awake. Looking around to see her surroundings, she soon realized that she had been pulled onto the astral plane by the White Queen. The woman in white was before her, sitting on a large white chair with legs crossed, drink in hand and a small smile on her lips. Rogue smiled and moved closer, calling forth a large black chair for herself.
"My dear Rogue, it has been far too long." Emma said, her smile broadening.
Rogue's smile grew as well. "It has, Ms. Frost."
"I wanted to get an update on your progress." Emma said, not wasting any time.
"Everything is going fine, Ms. Frost. Ah still have a ways to go, but some trust easier than others." Rogue told her, crossing her left leg over her right.
"That's good to hear. It has been a while since your last visit. Would you like to come home for the weekend? I'm sure you could use the time away from those little brats."
Rogue gave in to a small chuckle. "Ah'd love to, Ms. Frost, but Ah think that Ah should stick around until things completely blow over."
Emma arched a perfect brow at her. "Blow over? My dear Rogue, what have you done now?" She asked the younger woman, her voice mixed with humor and annoyance.
Rogue waved her hand nonchalantly in the air. "Nothing really. Ah play too rough." She said, a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes.
Emma laughed lightly. "You always have lived up to your name. Fine, I suppose you can come another weekend." She said, repeating the hand gesture Rogue had just made. Stopping suddenly, her eyes narrowed. "Rogue, we will have to cut this visit short. A certain telepath is wandering in his sleep. Be careful, and take care." Emma said, her figure vanishing from sight.
Soon after Rogue's image vanished as well and she was returned to her bed. She opened her eyes and looked at the clock next to her. It was early still, only 2 a.m. but Rogue was not falling asleep again tonight, so she figured she'd get up. Rising from her bed, she moved over to her closet and changed into some suitable club clothing. She wore tight black leather pants, her ever present combat boots, a simple black a-shirt and a heavy dark green pea-coat for the chilling weather outside. Grabbing her gloves out of habit, she had every intention of sneaking out of the mansion.
Thinking of the quietest escape, she looked to her French glass double doors. She opened them slightly, and had a loud screeching noise accompany the slight movement.
"Merde!" She rasped quietly. She would need to get her doors checked and taken care of.
Upon feeling her scratchy throat, and the loud noise that her doors had made, Rogue decided to go to the kitchen for something to drink, and then find another (less noisy) escape rout.
Hovering her way down the hall and stairs, as to make the least amount of sound now as possible, Rogue made her way to the kitchen. Still hovering only a couple inches off the ground, she found a small figure in a tall stool huddled over something. Smiling, Rogue moved closer and coughed lightly, as not to scare the person in the chair.
Large brown eyes turned suddenly and stared into emerald. With the sudden movement, Jamie had bumped his elbow on the kitchen island, and with the contact, a few other Jamie's came into being.
Rogue smiled slightly and gave into a slight laugh. She stopped hovering and dropped down onto the floor and ruffled the original boy's already messy hair slightly. Rogue liked Jamie because he was a sweet kid and had been one of the first to give her a chance.
"Sorry to scare you, sugah." She said, her slight southern accent becoming more prominent with the term of endearment.
Jamie, still slightly startled at the appearance of Rogue, just nodded his head. Then a moment later, remembered he had a few clones running about when he heard another laugh. Five clones had been produced from his slight bump, and they were running around the kitchen island he was sitting at.
Concentrating, he tried to pull his clones back to him, but he only got three. He tried again, but got distracted by the movement of a clone. Another try, but another distraction. Sighing in defeat, Jamie was about to give up when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over and saw Rogue standing there, smiling down softly at him. Feeling more determined, he successfully recalled his clones and smiled up at the older woman.
Gently squeezing his shoulder, Rogue moved away from him and took a juice box from the fridge.
"What are you doing up so late, kid?" Rogue asked, walking to the stool next to him and taking a seat. Upon sitting and looking towards the boy, she found her answer. Ice cream.
Jamie looked slightly guilty and opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it a moment later.
"Jamie, don't worry none. Ah won't tell." She said, holding up her hands and giving him a wink.
The boy brightened up after that and laughed.
"I couldn't sleep, and I wanted some ice cream. I knew that none of the teachers would let me have some for breakfast, so I came down to sneak some." He explained, his eyes lighting with a mischievous glint.
Rogue laughed lightly and used her TK to open a drawer, grab a spoon and then close it. Grasping the floating spoon, she looked over to Jamie, silently asking for a bite of his ice cream, but she found the boy in what seemed to be a sort of stupor.
Recovering quickly, he moved his bowl closer to her. Taking one bite, Rogue let a smile play on her lips.
Hearing a sigh from the young boy, Rogue looked over to him with questioning eyes.
"Whats wrong, kid?" Rogue asked, putting her spoon down.
"Nothing really. I just…wish I had the control you have over your powers." He said, his hand resting on his chin in silent contemplation.
Rogue let a slight sigh escape her lips. The kid looked so serious and…down.
"You're still young. You have time." She said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Jamie shook his head slightly. "But I want to control now. How did you gain control? And how did you get so many powers? I bet you could beat the Incredible Hulk! Or Spiderman! Oh, I bet you could beat Superman! Even all of them combined!" He said excitedly, his eyes full of childhood youth.
Rogue tensed inwardly for a moment at his first words, but then allowed herself to laugh at his childish ideas. But before she could respond, she felt another presence coming into the room and looked to the doorway. Not surprisingly, Logan was standing in the doorway, looking only mildly annoyed. He had come to yell at whoever was making so much noise, but he definitely had a soft spot for the two sitting in front of him.
"I'd put my money on stripes if she was up against any of those boys. Now, what are you two doing up and making so much noise?" Logan asked gruffly from the doorway.
Jamie looked like a deer caught in headlights staring at the man before him.
"Couldn't sleep." Rogue said, smirking and leaning back in her chair slightly.
Logan half snorted and walked forward, coming closer to the younger occupants of the kitchen.
"Figured that one out by myself, stripes. Now, mind telling me why you two aren't in bed, at least trying to go back to sleep instead of down here making a racket?" He asked.
"Ice cream." Rogue stated nonchalantly and motioned toward the bowl between herself and Jamie.
Logan growled slightly, and then looked at the young boy in front of him. "Jamie, go back to bed." He instructed.
The young boy nodded his head furiously and jumped down from his chair and with one last look to Rogue from the doorway, he made his way back to his room.
"Not very nice, Mr. Logan." Rogue said, waving her index finger at him in a mock scolding way.
"Cut the cute act, Rogue." Logan warned lowly.
Rogue smirked again and leaned further back in her chair. "So, what are you doing up?"
Logan suppressed a growl. The girl before him was still acting coy. She was either adamant about giving him a headache or trying to get danger room sessions for the rest of her life.
"I just got in and heard the ruckus in the kitchen. Now, mind telling me why you are still up?"
"Ah was on my way out for a morning jog, stopped to grab a water and found Jamie with ice cream. Ah just had to stop and say hello to the kid and have a bite of ice cream. Now that that's done, Ah'll be on my way." Rogue said, standing up and moving toward the door.
"Not so fast, kid. You mean to tell me that you are going for a 'morning' jog at 2 a.m and in leather pants, none the less?" Logan asked, clearly not buying the young woman's story. He didn't need to look at her to tell she was wearing leather, his nose picked it up.
"Well….yes?" Rogue said sheepishly.
Logan inwardly chuckled. The girl could hold her own with the best of them, but she didn't understand how to sneak out.
"Why don't you come sit back down and we can have a chat." He said, sitting in the seat Jamie had abandoned.
Rogue sighed. She could have manipulated him, she could have wiped his memory…but she opted for a half-assed lie? She shook her head at herself and resigned to sit next to Logan, punishing herself for being stupid.
"So, leather the new running attire?" Logan asked humorously.
"Funny, Mr. Logan. So you caught me." Rogue mumbled, rolling her eyes.
"Never snuck out before?" He asked her.
"Well…" Rogue thought for a moment and then continued. "Ah never had a real reason to sneak out before. Ah was allowed to come and go as Ah pleased, as long as Ah didn't miss any of my training sessions. Ah was usually just content to stay at 'home' most of the time. Ah had snuck out a few times, but had never been caught in the act like now." She paused for a moment. "Ah got caught once the next day, and learned to never get caught again."
Rogue looked over to Logan. "What's the punishment for being caught before the act?"
Logan picked up a small trace of fear when she had been telling him about sneaking out and it intensified when she had told him of when she had been caught. Noting this, he decided to take it easy on her tonight. "Nothing, darlin'. You're lucky I'm in a good mood tonight."
Rogue smiled and was almost tempted to give him a hug. "Thanks, Mr. Logan."
"Quit with the formality. You're making me feel old." Logan said, half grumbling with the slightest smile.
Rogue smiled herself and drank some of her juice. A comfortable silence fell between the two for some long moments, until Logan's voice interrupted.
"Have you talked to 'Ro since you came back?"
Rogue knew who he was talking about. Ororo Monroe, a.k.a. Storm. The woman and her questions had left a bad taste in Rogue's opinion. She had talked very rarely to any of the schools instructors, Logan being the only exception. Even still, they usually only said a few words then began training.
"No." Rogue said flatly.
Logan got up from his seat and walked to the doorway and turned around before continuing on his way. "You should talk to her. Now, go to bed."
Rogue sighed and decided to just do as he said. Standing from her seat as well she made her way back to her room and changed into her pajamas and succumbed to sleep.
The next day Rogue actually slept in. There wasn't a DR practice, so she took the time to sleep. Unusual for her, but welcomed. Upon waking up she found a card on her bedside table and a note. It was the ace of spades. Sighing and running a hand through her bed head, Rogue picked up the note and read it.
Tonight 8:00 p.m.
Already knowing it was from Remy, Rogue smiled slightly while getting up from her bed and heading towards her bathroom. Turning the nozzle for her shower water to run, Rogue got lost in her thoughts.
'His knee must be completely healed by now for him to have left the note without me noticing.' She mused while getting into the warm shower. After showering and putting on her makeup, she glanced at the note again. Then it hit her.
'He wants to go on our date tonight!'
She slapped herself on the forehead for not realizing earlier. Opting for something comfortable, she put on tight black stretch pants, a black tank top and a cut off-cropped long sleeved forest green sweatshirt.
Combat boots and gloves on, Rogue made her way to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Entering the kitchen, she was surprised to see it was empty. Shrugging her shoulders, she ate her breakfast in silence. Finishing, she cleaned the dishes she had used and headed toward the recreation room. Again, the room was empty. Rogue's curiosity peaked now. There was never a time that you couldn't find at least one person in the mansion rec room.
Frowning, Rogue searched around the mansion for another sign of life. She couldn't find anyone, and the Professor wasn't even in his office. With no one inside, she figured her best bet was the mansion grounds outside. Looking out the front door, she didn't see anyone, but she heard signs of life somewhere. Flying into the air, she perched on top of the roof that looked out over the backyard. Finding the entire student body and teachers engaged in some game, she laughed. Watching for a moment or two, she was slightly surprised when she heard the Professors voice inside her head.
'Would you like to join the game?'
Rogue smiled slightly, finding the Professor on the field, not facing Rogue directly. Deciding to be a sport, and with nothing better to do, she flew down to the field. The game stopped and everyone looked at Rogue.
"Who's team am Ah on?"
"Mine." Both Scott and Remy said at the same time. The two young men glared daggers at each other for a moment until Logan's voice broke the staring contest.
"Stripes, you're on Scotts team. Go take second base."
Remy's glare at Scott quickly changed its target, now scowling at Logan while he smirked back. Rogue laughed on the inside and gave the hint of a smile. Heading for what she thought to be second, she ended up with Jean at first.
"Uh, do you know how to play baseball?" Jean asked.
Rogue furrowed her brows for a moment, and turned back to Logan.
"Ah think Ah'm going to sit out for a moment and observe." She said, heading toward the bench. She heard a couple snickers as she passed by some of the students, but she wouldn't let it bother her. She sat at the end of the bench next to Tabitha. Frowning on the inside at having to sit next to the younger girl, Rogue looked out onto the field as the game continued. Concentrating on the field before her, she watched how the game was played.
'Easy. You hit the ball with a bit of wood and then run. And the others try to catch it.' Rogue thought, smirking. The game seemed stupid and pointless, but she would give it a try. She was about to get up when she felt an arm snake around her waist and hot breath on her ear.
"Don' go, chere."
Turning to the man beside her, she smirked. "You should take your arm off of me before Logan cuts it off." Rogue whispered smugly, giving a nod in Logan's direction.
The man looked furious glaring at Gambit, but ever keeping his cool, Remy just smirked and then slowly took his arm from around Rogue. Satisfied, Logan turned back to the game just in time to catch the ball thrown to him at third.
Rogue turned back to the man beside her. She gave a small smile and scooted closer to him. "So sugah, want to explain to me how this game is played?"
Remy gave a lopsided grin and a small chuckle. "You tryin' to tell me dat you never played baseball b'fore, chere?"
Rogue nodded slightly. "Ah don't really know anything about sports."
Remy continued to smile and leaned his head closer to hers and pointed out to the field. "Alrigh' mon chere, you see de little white squares on de field? Dose are de bases. One dat Jean is on is first, Jamie on second, Wolvie on t'ird, and Henri on home. Now, de boy scout is de pitcher right now, t'rowin de ball to de batter on home. Sparky is up right now, and when he hits de ball, he wants to run to as many of dose bases dat he can b'fore de ball is caught. If de ball gets caught in de air, Sparky is out."
Rogue nodded slightly again. "Ah think Ah get it now, Remy. Thank you." She said, still watching the field. Ray hit the second ball thrown to him, but it was caught in the outfield by Kurt. Scotts team began jogging to the benches, while Remy's team went toward the field. Logan was the first to reach the two southerners and gave a sharp glare to Remy and jerked his hand to the field.
"Get out there, Gumbo." He said gruffly.
Remy just smirked, taking Rogue's gloved hand and kissing it lightly. Logan let out a low growl but Remy turned away and got to the pitchers mound before he had a chance to threaten bodily harm. Logan didn't like the Cajuns hands all over Rogue. She was still young, and emotionally fragile. She didn't need to be a part of whatever game he was playing now. Logan sat down next to Rogue, who had taken her hand away from Remy the moment she felt his lips on her hand. Again, the sly southerner had been at the pitchers mound before Rogue could glower and scold him for touching her. In her mind she laughed at his act of chivalry, but secretly enjoyed it. Logan broke the silence that had fallen between the two.
"That Cajun is no good." He said gruffly.
"Ah don't know, Logan. He can't be all bad if the Professor took him in, can he?" Rogue mused.
"You don't know where he was before he was with the X-men, do you?" Logan asked.
"No. But what should it matter?" Rogue asked, one brow arched.
"Look Rogue, I'm not going to pretend that I have the cleanest past, but…just ask him for yourself then." Logan told her, knowing it wasn't his place to explain what he knew of the young mans past.
Rogue nodded, glad to have ended the conversation. She didn't like where the conversation was headed. Looking out on the field Rogue watched the game progress. Remy was a good pitcher it seemed but Scott hit the third pitch and ended on first. Kurt was batting next, and his tail swung from side to side as he readied for the pitch. Remy had his ever present lopsided grin on as he threw the ball, and Rogue couldn't help but notice how smooth and precise all his movements were. It probably didn't help that he had on an a-shirt, revealing his chiseled arms. Mentally scolding herself, she noticed that Remy had been looking at her as well. He gave her a wink and threw the next ball to Kurt, who hit it, getting Scott to second and himself to first. Jean was about to bat when Logan's voice stopped her.
"Jeanie, let Rogue have a go." He told her, and she sat back down on the bench with only slight protest.
Logan turned back to Rogue and pointed to home. "Go get 'em, Stripes."
Rogue smirked and headed to the base and bat waiting for her. Reaching the plate, she picked up the bat and looked expectantly to Remy.
"Oh, and no powers." Logan's voice called out to her.
Rogue nodded once in understanding and looked back to Remy, only to see that a ball had flew past her and someone called out "STRIKE".
Lowering her eyes into slits, she glared at Remy for throwing the ball when she wasn't ready. He just smirked and shrugged, catching the ball thrown to him from home. Getting ready for another pitch, he threw the ball at amazing speed, but Rogue easily connected the bat with the ball and it flew outside the field and Rogue heard Kitty scream "HOMERUN!" as she made her way to first and went on to the next bases, ending at home with a smirk and wink to Remy.
Next thing she knew, she heard arguments from Remy's team. "How do we know she wasn't using her powers?" Someone called out.
"Yeah, we don't even know what she's all got in there." Another voice rang out.
Logan quickly came to her defense, but didn't have to say a word, just threw a pointed glare to the young recruits. Some scowled themselves, but the protests stopped. After a couple more hits and outs, it was Remy's teams turn at the bat again. Rogue grabbed second base as Jamie's replacement as everyone else went to the same positions. Scott pitched to a few of the younger recruits before Remy came up to bat. Roberto was on first and giving Rogue such a heated glare, it could melt ice. Rogue just shrugged it off, knowing the younger boy held a grudge against her. Remy bunted the ball and it hit the ground before it came over to Rogue on second. Picking up the ball, she saw Roberto running at her full speed and sliding, right into her left leg, knocking her to the ground with a sickening crack.
Gasping and clutching her leg, she looked up to see Roberto smirking down at her and heard her name being called out. Remy, Scott, Logan and Hank all came running over to her, but Remy reached her first, kneeling down to asses her leg.
"You okay, chere?" Remy asked her, his eyes showing all his concern.
Rogue gave a faint smile in response as the others reached them, with Hank kneeling down with Remy to look at her leg as well.
"It's broken." Hank said, feeling her shin bone split in two.
Rogue let her healing factor kick in and set the bones in her leg back into place.
"Ah'm fine everyone. Just a little sore. But…thank you for the concern." Rogue said, standing back up.
"Chere, yo' leg was broken." Remy said, moving to her side and supporting her.
Rogue moved away from his grasp slightly. "Don't worry about me. Ah'm fine."
"My dear Rogue, your leg was broken. Maybe you should go back to the lab and let me take an x-ray." Hank told her.
"No. Ah told y'all, Ah'm fine." Rogue agued, frustrated.
"You cheated. You used your powers. Game over, we win." Roberto said, breaking up the little argument.
Everyone on the field looked over to Roberto in shock. Remy's eyes narrowed as he looked over to Roberto. Rogue felt Remy's body tense next to hers, and she knew what would happen next. She put her arms around his waist to stop him from lunging at the younger boy.
"Are you trying to say that the game is forfeit because you broke Rogue's leg and she had to heal it?" Scott asked, raising his voice and moving closer to Roberto threateningly.
"Yes. She used her powers, and powers are off limits in this game." Roberto said, throwing a pointed glare in Rogue's direction.
Logan had had just about enough of this and grabbed the younger boy by his shirt and glared. "And how did you break her leg without using some of your powers, Sunspot?"
"I didn't. I didn't…I didn't have to use my powers." Roberto faltered under the intense glare of Logan.
With all the commotion over at second base, no one noticed the Professor wheel over with Ororo. The Professor took in the scene at hand and psi-scanned all involved.
"That's enough. Logan, please put down Roberto. Roberto, go to my office right now. Hank and Ororo, please round everyone else up and take them all inside the mansion." The Professors voice broke through the arguments as everyone went into action.
Rogue still held on to Remy as she felt his body relax slightly. She looked up to him to find him looking down to her, anger and concern still fresh in his eyes. She smiled and let go of him, turning to the Professor and smiling in silent thanks.
"Rogue, could you stay here for a moment?" Xavier asked.
Rogue moved further away from Remy, but he moved to stay near her side. "Thank you for the concern, but you are not needed Remy. Please head inside with the others." Xavier told the young southerner.
Remy nodded and headed back to the mansion with one last glance at Rogue. With only the Professor and Rogue still on the field, Rogue stood waiting expectantly.
"I'm sorry for Roberto's behavior." The Professor said, breaking the silence.
"You shouldn't have to apologize for his actions." Rogue told him.
Xavier laughed lightly. "You are right, but I still feel the need. He's young and very much temperamental."
"That's no excuse for him to break someone's leg." Rogue shot back. She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled.
"I know. He will be punished accordingly, but I wanted to ask you a favor." The Professor started. "I wanted to know if you could accompany me to meet with a potential student tonight."
"Ah'm sorry. Ah can't. Ah already have plans." Rogue said, uncrossing her arms and wondering why he would ask her something like that.
"I see. Plans with Remy then." He responded with a smile.
"Ah'd like it if you stayed out of my head." Rogue said crossly.
Another smile from the Professor. "I didn't have to go inside your head to figure that one out. And you and I both know your psi-shields are too strong for me to go wandering in your mind without hurting you."
Rogue blushed slightly but quickly gained her composure. Seeing the Professor headed toward the mansion, she followed after and quickly caught up to him.
"Why did you ask me to come with you, Professor?" Rogue questioned.
"I just thought you might like to get out of the house for a while. But, you already have plans to do just that." He answered.
Rogue just nodded and flew up to her window, finding Remy already sitting on the loveseat on her balcony. Smiling, Rogue landed and leaned on the railing across from him.
"Hey" She said simply.
Remy leaned back comfortably on the loveseat and just stared at her. After a few moments of no response from him, Rogue got annoyed at being ignored, on her own balcony. Frowning slightly, she walked into her room through the glass doors and shut them. She then locked them and drew her curtains. Locking her door, she then grabbed a book from her bookshelf, laid down on her bed and began reading. Getting lost in the book, she didn't notice the presence behind her until it had pounced upon her. Startled, Rogue almost decked the person above her. Thanks to his quick reflexes and figuring that would be her response, Remy dodged the fist to the face.
"Now now petite, dat any way to be treatin' a guest?" Remy mock scolded.
"How did you get into my room, Cajun? Ah locked the doors." Rogue said, slightly annoyed at the interruption of her book.
"Never underestimate a t'ief, chere. Ol' Remy be de best t'eif dis side of de Mississippi." He said confidently.
"Well, Ah'll do good to remember that." Rogue responded. Noticing he was still on top of her, and noticing how intimate their current position really was, Rogue blushed slightly.
"Could you get off of me now?" Rogue asked.
"Sure t'ing, petite." Remy responded, sliding off her and to one side of her bed. He laid there with one arm propping him up slightly on his side.
Rogue went back to reading her book, ignoring the man next to her. Finishing the chapter she was working on, she glanced over to the man beside her. He was still in the same position, watching her. Rogue wondered why he wasn't saying anything, figuring he would be making some sly innuendo about the two of them on the bed, but he was just watching her silently. Meeting his gaze, she put her book down and smirked at him.
"No comment about the two of us on a bed, in a room alone, blah blah blah, sugah?" Rogue asked, smirk still present on her lips.
Remy couldn't help but grin back. "Non, mon chere. But, I wanted to tell you somet'ing, but didn't want t' interrupt yo' readin'."
Rogue turned to her side to face him, imitating his position. "And just what would that be?"
"You look so beautiful today, petite." He said huskily.
Rogue's mind swayed slightly, but she didn't let it show physically. She just smiled and laughed lightly. "Thank you, Remy. You don't look too bad yourself." She said jokingly.
Remy's arms shot out and took hold of Rogue, holding her close to his body. Feeling nervous at the intimate position again, Rogue moved slightly out of his grasp and arched a brow at the man before her.
"And just what are you trying to do, Cajun? You trying to seduce me before our date?" Rogue asked skeptically.
Remy just smiled and shook his head slightly. But before he could respond, a small petite form in pastels came running through the door and grinned.
"Like, get a room you two!" Kitty exclaimed, laughing.
Rogue visibly frowned. "What are you doing in here, Kitty? Ah thought Ah asked you not to just phase into my room."
Before the younger girl could answer, Remy moved off the bed and interrupted. "I t'ink I might have let it slip to de chat dat we have plans tonight."
Rogue shook her head slowly and gave a mock glare to Remy. "Ah'll get you for this."
Remy's lopsided grin fell upon his lips as he gazed at Rogue still on the bed from the door. "I sure hope so, cherie." He said, leaving the two girls in the room.
Kitty immediately jumped into action after Remy left. "I'm like so happy for you, Rogue! I knew from the minute you two met, you were meant to be together!"
Rogue shook her head and raised her arms in defense. "Look, Kit, we are not meant to be together. Ah'm letting him take me out. It's really not a big deal."
Kitty smiled. "Sure, like whatever you say, Rogue." She said slyly. "Anyways, let's see what you have in the wardrobe department." She said, moving to Rogue's closet and searching.
Rogue sighed. She got off of her bed and went toward her bathroom. "Ah'm going to take a shower now, Kit. Go ahead and knock yourself out with my closet."
Kitty smiled happily and waved Rogue off to the bathroom. Inside, Rogue took her shower and opted to let her hair air dry after brushing it out. Putting on a short terry cloth robe, Rogue returned to her room and saw clothes all over. Shaking her head slightly, she went to her vanity and applied some moisturizer to her face. Grabbing her eyeliner, she saw Kitty right behind her. Arching a brow and half smiling, Rogue looked expectantly to the younger girl.
"What's up, Kit? You have fun with my wardrobe?"
"Yeah I did. Like, you have so many beautiful clothes!" Kitty exclaimed. "I found you a couple outfit choices, even if you don't have any real colors. But, like why are you going to put on all your makeup again? You're so pretty without it."
Rogue smiled. "Thank you Kitty. But, Ah'm still going to put on my makeup." She said, applying her eyeliner.
Kitty just shrugged and let it go, turning back to clothes all over the room.
After finishing her makeup Rogue checked herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark and smoky, her green eyes showing bright from the contrast. Her skin was flawlessly pale with a slight blush to her cheeks. Rogue had opted for a moisturizing clear gloss, her natural pink color shining. Turning to Kitty, she found the girl in one of her oversized workout sweatshirts. The sweatshirts were big on Rogue, and Kitty looked lost in it. Smiling and shaking her head slightly, Rogue walked over to Kitty.
"Come on now, Kitty. You had to have known that would be huge." Rogue said amused and helping Kitty out of the sweatshirt.
Kitty smiled and laughed brightly. "Yeah, but like, look at the outfits I choose for you!"
Kitty moved over to Rogue's bed, and had three outfits planned out. "Like, I totally love number two. You should definitely wear that."
Rogue looked over the outfits. The first outfit was black leather pants, a forest green top and a black cardigan. The second outfit was a simple black and white halter dress Kitty had paired with a cropped fitted black blazer. The third outfit was one of her formal gowns. Rogue let out a quick laugh.
"Kitty, Ah'm not going to a ball. Ah don't think Ah need to be so formal." Rogue said, arching her brow and nodding toward the gown on her bed.
"Yeah, but like, just in case." Kitty responded.
Rogue smirked and picked up the dress and blazer. "Okay Kitty, Ah'm going to wear this. Now, get out of my room. Its not even close to eight."
Kitty smiled and checked her watch. "Rogue, its like, seven."
Rogue furrowed her brows. Had the time gone by that fast? She didn't think she had been reading that long, so she checked her clock on the wall. It indeed was seven o'clock. Sighing, Rogue headed to the bathroom again with dress in hand. Taking her time, she changed and came back to inspect herself in her full length mirror. The dress was all black with white lining, hugging her curves and ending at the middle of her thigh.
Grabbing the blazer, she put it on over the dress. The cropped blazer covered her exposed arms and shoulders. Putting on some black matte tights, she opted for a pair of red wedge heels. Rogue's hair had dried mostly, with soft curls flowing down her back and over her shoulders. Kitty looked at Rogue approvingly and smiled brightly.
"You look great Rogue. Like, wicked hot." Kitty said excitedly.
"Thanks Kitty. Now, Ah'm going to read my book for a little." Rogue said, walking to her bed and grabbing her discarded book. Kitty smiled and walked to the door and was about to phase through when Rogue's voice stopped her.
"Really, thank you Kitty."
Kitty smiled again and phased through Rogue's door, leaving the older girl to read her book. Rogue looked at the clock again. It was seven thirty. Knowing she had time, she read her book a while longer, noticing she was almost done with it already. Finishing a chapter, Rogue glanced at the clock again. Seven fifty-five. Putting her book back on her bookshelf, Rogue looked at her room again. It was still in shambles, but she figured she would clean it later. Grabbing some short black gloves, she put them on and walked out into the hall, she hoped not to run into any of the other students. To her slight astonishment, Rogue didn't see another soul in the halls. Hoping her luck wouldn't run out, she got to the main halls stairs without running into anyone. Walking down the stairs, she saw Remy down at the bottom waiting for her. Locking eyes and smiling, Rogue reached the bottom and took Remy's extended arm.
"You look tres belle, mon cherie." He whispered huskily in her ear.
Rogue smiled and swooned slightly on the inside, showing a slight blush to her cheeks. Stopping her stride, she took her arm from him and placed it on her hip. "Now what are you trying to butter me up for?" She asked him, brow arched in question.
Remy gave that lopsided grin and snaked his arm around her waist. "Jus' telling you de truth, petite."
Rogue laughed lightly and began walking again, reaching the door, Remy pulled it open for her and bowed dramatically for her to go first. Rogue smiled at his antics and then looked out the front door, only to find a tall handsome blonde haired man in a tan trench coat staring at her.
"Warren?"
Oh man. I'm a jerk. I don't update for months and then I leave you with a cliff-hanger. I'm not going to try and give any excuses for the lack of update, I'm just going to say I'm sorry. I want to thank everyone for reading my story, and staying with me. It really means a lot. Thank you all.
-Razor