“Ah Kissed Him Once”, Chapter 2
by: QuasiAngel
Disclaimer: Evo
isn’t mine. It’s Marvel’s *hugs Marvel*... I love this show!
Fic Note: This
is set after “Stuff Of Villains”.
Author Note: I’m
overwhelmed by the positive response I got for the first chapter so I am
writing a second. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I love you guys!
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Ya’ll know how
Ah said “once”, right? Well, maybe twice. Let me explain:
Ah couldn’t get
this guy outta mah head; not just literally. Ah thought about him, Ah dreamed
about him, Ah fantasized about him. Ah had it bad. Who would have thought that
one kiss would do that to me? If someone did know Ah’d kill ‘um for not warnin’
me first!
People noticed
too.
“Get your head
outta the clouds, kid. You’re up next,” Logan said, awaking me from another
daydream.
“Yes sir.”
Today was solo
missions in the Danger Room and all Ah could do was think of Gambit. Ah watched
Evan’s session end and before Ah knew it, Logan was pushin’ me towards the
door. Ah stood in the middle of the room and heard Storm’s voice over the loud
speaker.
“Ready Rogue?”
“Ready as Ah’ll
ever be.”
“Session starts
in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.”
Ah heard the
buzz of the machines and saw the once metal walls turn into a dark alley. Ah
looked around and saw nothing, but Ah heard something: the shuffling of cards.
How could they
do this? Did they know Ah had a weakness for the Cajun? Ah sighed and went on
with it. How hard could this be?
“Show yourself!”
Ah heard foot
steps and Ah saw his red glowing eyes. He was still shuffling.
“It’s now or
never, Rogue,” Ah said to myself. Ah lunged at him, knocking his cards to the
floor. What Ah didn’t know was that they were hot and detonated as they hit the
floor. We were thrown a few feet from the spot, me on top of him, just like it
had been before Ah kissed him. Ah just stared at the droid, replaying that
night in mah head. That was mah mistake.
He grabbed his
bow staff from a pile of trash, putting the rode between our bodies, pushing it
hard against mah clavicle. Then he smiled and shoved me forward, right on mah
ass.
Lets just say Ah
found mah fighting spirit and grabbed a near by pipe from a trash can. He was
ready, Ah was ready, we ran towards each other.
When Ah made mah
first attempt to hurt him, he caught mah weapon with his. Ah tried again and he
did the same thing. Ah tried hitting him again, but Ah was struck in mah
stomach and quickly taken down with a push. Ah was in pain! Ah tried to get up,
but Ah couldn’t. Ah tried to roll over and push myself up, but Ah couldn’t. Ah
tried to grab mah weapon, but Ah couldn’t. Than Ah saw it. He stood above me
and was about to drive his staff into mah heart. Ah squinted and waited, but
nothing came. Then Ah saw the lights go on from inside mah eye lids.
“What happened
out there, Stripes?”
“Ah don’t know,
Logan.”
“Go hit the
showers. You’ll work on this tomorrow,” he said, sounding very disappointed.
Ah got up and
took a look at ‘Gambit’. He still had the smile, his feet still on the ground
and the staff still in his hands, but he was bend over at the waist now;
lifeless. Ah stalked out of the Danger Room and took a shower.
Ah dressed in
mah usual green and black outfit and reapplied my make-up and left. It was easy
to leave the mansion now that half of it was missing. Ah ‘escaped’ and went out
to the woods next the mansion. It was a favorite place of mine even before Ah
joined the X-Men. Why? Well, maybe all of you whom assumed Ah was into Scott
were right. Ah was, at one time. Ah used to go up to the woods after school and
sit outside Xavier’s fence, just to be close to Scott in some way. Sick, huh?
*sigh* Now that Ah got that out, let me continue...
Ah just sat
there and watched the sun go down through the trees and felt the air go through
mah shirt. Ah didn’t think of him once, not until Ah heard the cards. Ah jumped
up and look around the quasi-dark scenery.
“Ah know you’re
there,” Ah called out, “Come out, coward.”
“No need for
names, chere. Remy is right behind you.”
Ah gasped and
turned around, looking eye to eye with the object of my latest obsession, “What
are you doin’ here?”
“What, Remy
can’t roam de forest as he pleases?” he smirked.
“Ah was here
first!”
He just laughed.
“What’s so
funny?”
He smirked and
took a step towards me, “You truly are beautiful when you’re angry.”
Ah knew he saw
me blush.
“And more
beautiful when embarrassed.”
Ah was so
pissed! Ah don’t know why. Maybe from our fight a few days ago, maybe from the
droid in the Danger Room, maybe for making me feel the way Ah do,maybe because
he can see right through me. Whatever it was, Ah couldn’t control it.
Just like in the
Danger Room, Ah ran towards him, but this time Ah had mah fist ready. He was
ready too and he caught mah hand and held on tight. Ah tried mah best at a left
and he caught that one too.
“And Remy
certainly loves it when you’re feisty.”
“Listen Cajun,
Ah don’t feel like fightin’ with you. Ah can just contact the Professor and he
can have Wolverine out here fast than you can say ‘gumbo’.”
“Ah’m not de one
fightin’, chere,” he left go of my hands and let my arms fall to my side, “Ah
just wanted to take in de divine splendor of de forest on dis fine evening.”
“Don’t give me
that bull!”
He smirked and
put his gloved hand to my cheek, “Okay, maybe de Gambit does try to feed you
bull on occasion. Ah do it for a reason.”
Ah didn’t move,
“And what would that reason be?”
“De Gambit might
be fallin’ for de Rogue.”
Ah instantly
broke his contact with me and took his legs out from under him with a round
house, “Shut up!”
“Dat’s not what
Remy expected to happen, but he can work with it.”
“Work with? Are you
crazy?” Ah put mah foot on his chest, “Ah kicked your ass and you still think
you have a change with me?”
He shrugged,
“Yes.”
Ah sighed in
frustration, helped him up and turned towards the mansion, “Ah going inside
now. Ah suggest you leave me alone or Ah’ll do what Ah did the other day.”
Ah heard him
brush the leaves off of his back, rustle his clothing, and run towards me.
“Didn’t you
heard me?” Ah turned around and suddenly found myself in his arms.
“Remy heard it,”
he reached into his pocket and took out a thin piece of satin, “And Ah took
your advice,” he placed the clothe on my mouth, “And Ah brought mah
protection,” his face hovered just above mine, giving me enough time to
protest.
Ah can’t believe
Ah just stood there! It was like Ah was welcoming him. Now that Ah think about
it, maybe Ah was. Ah let him do it. His mouth came down upon mine, softly at
first. He slowly took in every ounce of my lips, moistening the satin with his
saliva. Soon Ah joined him, kissing him back as he kissed me. Ah found mah
hands in his hair and his hands in mine. As the moments went on, our lips came
together harder and faster. To me it was like Ah hadn’t eaten in years, takin’
in all Ah could get. Soon Ah felt his tongue poking at the shield between us.
Ah did the same. We had went on like that until we couldn’t breath.
We finally
parted, the moistened and lip stick stained material fell into Gambit’s hand.
He folded it and tucked a corner into my belt.
“Remy will trust
you to hold on to dis for him. He’s plannin’ on usin’ it again very shortly,”
he winked and ran off into the shadows.
Ah sighed,
touched mah lips, and brought my finger into my view, “Dammit! He smudged mah
lipstick!”