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Times Past	By : gallygaskins Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 11 - The date

"Wow, how'd you know about this place?" Rogue asked Remy as he helped her into her seat at the table he had reserved for them earlier that evening.

"Th' professor told Remy 'bout it!" he answered, "Il tought we migh' like it, Remy s'pose, cher." He watched her as she looked around the restaurant, wide eyed, taking in all of its details, the polished wooden floors, the raised seating areas, the bright décor, the waiter's dressed in Creole type costume and the sepia prints of New Orleans and Louisiana clustered all over any exposed space on the walls. Mock gas lamps hung from the ceilings casting an amber glow over everything in the large room and although the restaurant was fairly busy, the pace was easy and friendly.

Rogue caught Remy's eye as she scanned over the room, and noticed that he didn't shy away from her gaze. Her face shone with the excitement and anticipation of it all and she could honestly say this was the happiest she had been in a long time. "Well, ah don't know about you Remy, but ah love this place. So nostalgic and charming. Ah just hope the food comes up to the same standard."

"Remy sure it will," he said, his eyes sparkling as he smiled at the striking young woman that sat before him. He too, had noticed the surroundings that were around him, but nothing compared to Rogue. He remembered back to when he had picked her up. Even though he had seen her only an hour or so before he knocked on her door, he was surprised to see the transformation that had taken place in so short a time. The black long sleeved t-shirt, dark green jeans and lace up trucker boots had gone and in their place was the most astounding dress he had ever seen. Rogue looked a picture of loveliness, the dress being of a simple design but none-the-less a heart stopper. She had been standing in her doorway looking completely bemused as he took in her form. The main dress was made of a silver grey crepe, knee length, and with an empire line brought in delicately around her waist and over her hips to define her shape. Spaghetti straps held the dress in place. It was then covered in organza of the same shade, which was highlighted by silver threads. It followed the same shape as the under dress but this covered her from her neck to her wrists and finished at just below the knee. The hems were sewn with satin in a slightly darker hue.

He had been gob smacked by the effect of her figure on him. He knew he liked her but until that moment had not been aware of how much. He had looked to her face then, noticing that her hair had been pulled up into a pleat and light touches of make-up had been applied to her eyelids and mouth. "Are we gonna get going," she had said and moved past him into the hallway. He had then seen her retreating figure. Her back, although covered in the organza, was not entirely covered by the crepe and he noticed the slant of her walk as she moved away . breathtaking! He just stared at her open mouthed. Whenever he had seen her before she had been covered from head to foot, but now . "Hey, Remy?" she whispered into his ear. How had she got back there so quickly? He then felt her caressing his cheek, he checked her hand as she moved it away, she had gloves made of the same organza as the dress and she was standing taller too, he hadn't noticed the healed shoes she was wearing either. Pulling himself together he had offered her his arm and they had walked through the mansion under the watchful gaze of everyone as they passed. Even Logan had kept on looking, seemingly surprised, but all in all happy.

A waiter appeared at their table and offered them a menu each. "Would either of you like a drink from the bar whilst you are deciding what you would like?"

"Ah'll have a diet coke, please." Rogue said.

"Bourbon straight, please." The waiter disappeared leaving Rogue and Remy alone again in their personal bubble. Remy browsed through the menu, "What take' your fancy, Rogue."

Rogue looked up and caught him looking her over again. "It's Marie," she smiled.

"Dat such a pretty name, why don' you use it."

"Ah dunno, ah guess its cause ah wanna hide away from my past. You must know what ah did, how ah found out about my mutancy."

"Vous put a boy in da hospital for deux week, non?"

"Yeah, ah thought ah killed him, thing was my parents didn't wanna know me after that so ah took off. Ah always wanted to travel to Canada and Alaska so that's where ah headed for."

The waiter reappeared with the ordered drinks and set them on the table. "Can I take your order, or would you like a few more minutes."

"Marie, are you ready?" Remy enquired.

"Ah'll have a plantation jambalaya, please."

"And for you, sir"

"Remy have da Chicken Pontalba." With their order the waiter disappeared again. "So what you wanna know 'bout Remy?"

Rogue looked across at him slightly puzzled. "Huh?"

"You say vous come out wit moi, if il tell Remy story."

"Oh yeah, ah remember, tell me everything about your growing up an' all." Remy started to tell her his story, about him being left alone as a baby, being adopted and then left for an orphan, his time as a pickpocket, marrying Belladonna under duress and separating from her, running away after he had killed Bella's brother in a duel, being under the scrutiny of Magneto for that short time, and finding his home with the X-men. He know felt that he was in a place were he was wanted and would be loved. And Rogue knew he was right, for the first time in her life she knew that what she was beginning to feel for the man who was sitting opposite her was more than she had ever felt for anyone, even Logan. It scared her a little bit; after all she had really only known him a short while but she had felt such a strange and alien emotion surge through her body when he had kissed her earlier on. Made even stronger by his will to defy her power. Okay their kiss had been over almost as quickly as it had been started, but she was sure that what they had shared was of the purest and most natural sentiment . love. It had nothing to do with raw sex and passion, well perhaps it did a little bit, especially after she had inspected him as he stood before her when she had opened the door to her room to him. Remy had really bothered to look good for her. He wore black dress pants and teamed them with a black silk shirt. Black brogues had completed the ensemble and he had used a little gel in his hair to stop it from constantly falling into his face. It had been at that moment that she had seen his eyes properly, the red irises were remarkable and made more notable by their black surround, he really was handsome and she couldn't believe how lucky she was.

Even when their food had arrived, they had become so relaxed in one another's company talking, that they didn't seem to notice. However they ate readily and shared everything about themselves as well as their food. They had even ordered a banana's foster to share between them and were surprised and amazed at the waiter's ability to cook the recipe at their table. With the hot bananas melting the ice cream beneath Rogue and Remy took turns feeding each other the delicious sweet. Rogue couldn't think of anything more romantic, until Remy took her hands across the table and held onto them, caressing them with the fingers and thumbs of his own, continuing to soothe her with his words and lilting accent.

When they had finished they had walked from the Restaurant hand in hand and made there way across the street to the park opposite. They found a seat situated in one of the walled gardens, shutting the world out with their conversation and watching the sun finally dissipate it's glowing embers over the roses that were planted near to them. Neither knew what the time was, and if asked would probably have suggested that it had stopped completely.

An uncomfortable silence rose up when Remy had asked Rogue about her helping out Beth, he had heard a rumour circulating the school and wanted to know if any of it was true.

"Marie, Remy sorry to make you sad, il not mean to." Lifting his concealed hand to her chin he brought her face around to that he could look into her eyes.

"Ah know Remy, ah guess ah'm just a little upset its gotta be me that helps Logan and his girlfriend out." A confused look appeared in Remy's eyes. "You know Logan and ah had had a falling out," she continued, "well, it was to do with my feelings for him and his feelings for her."

Remy's expression changed. "You realise Logan like Beth. You realise Logan more like pere than lover. Remy sad for Marie, but il wanna know her better if she wants."

"Remy, ah have enjoyed myself so much, this evening. Ah can't even believe how stupid ah have been over this whole damn Logan thing. Ah knew we could never be more than what we were to one another but your heart always thinks otherwise. Thing is after spending tonight with you and finding out all about you, ah wanna get to know more. Ah never thought that what ah had for Logan was such a school girl's crush and never believed that my head could be turned so quickly, but it has. If its okay with you ah would like to take things slow but ah really wanna get to know you more."

The "Oui" Remy answered with was barely audible as he leant in to kiss Rogue. She moved back noticing the look of confusion wash through his features.

"Ah don't wanna hurt you!" she whispered back. Remy took hold of her left hand and started to pull at the fingers of the organza glove that she was wearing. Realising what he was doing she deftly removed the garment and whilst tilting her head slightly backwards she laid the glove over her mouth. Remy didn't need much more of an invitation and closed the gap between them.

The contact was exhilarating for them both. Rogue opened her mouth willing Remy to massage her tongue with his own as well as his lips, the gentle sucking, nibbling and stroking evoking many emotions and responses. Rogue's arms snaked around Remy's neck as he drew her deeper and deeper into their kiss, each taking care not to touch any exposed skin. Rogue's hands were in Remy's hair, caressing and massaging the tendrils she had in her palms. Remy's arms were twisted around Rogue's waist pulling her closer to him, feeling her pleasure rise as he pressed his chest against hers, his heart swelling with the knowledge that she wanted him.

Rogue felt similar feelings herself, she knew the powerful sexual feelings and desires that were releasing themselves over her conscience and she was aware that had she not had this strange power there would be no stopping her from experiencing the one thing that most other women her age would have done by now. Her heart raced and her head exploded with Remy's physical advances but she knew she had to stop. She didn't want to, but she had to and quickly, before she had the chance to hurt him. She trusted him, she just didn't trust herself. She pulled away regretfully and retracted the damp glove away from her mouth. "Ah'm sorry, Remy. Ah had to stop, before it was too late."

"Remy understand. Vous tink dat we could've gone too far and you hurt Remy. Marie, Remy want to wait as long as it takes. Day by day we get closer, we know more 'bout each other, we have small kiss and we take it slow. Remy sorry il took tings too quick."

"Remy, we both went a bit quick, sugah. Ah'm caught up in all these emotions and feelings ah ain't never had before and if ah didn't have this diseased skin, well then who knows what tonight might have been."

"Marie, skin is an obstacle, oui! But we will get over it, together and wit' professor help. Remy want vous, but il want your love too, beb." He stood up from the bench and held his hand out for her, she took it and neither could deny the surge of energy that electrified them when they touched. For a minute they held each other's gaze before Remy continued. "Remy tink we should get going, vous 'ave an early start demain."

"Yes, ah do." Rogue said as she took his arm and they began to retrace their way back to their car. "And will my prince keep me safe until ah am safely tucked up in bed?"

"Oui, mon cher. Remy will keep vous safe for all time, il never leave your side." And strangely, Rogue knew that he meant every word.
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