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Stories by K-Nice

"And the Walls Came a'Tumblin' Down"
Remy catches Rogue in the midst of one of her more self-pitying moods and invites her along on one of his late-night partying jaunts to New York City.
"Get Some"
Rogue and Gambit play Bonnie and Clyde.
(Some sexual innuendo)
"So Fast"
Rogue and Gambit experience the pain, disorientation and fear of a major life-changing event.
"Happiness"
17 years after the events in "...Walls...," Rogue and Gambit, now happily married and with children, reconsider what their happiness really means.
"Pro Veneratio"
Rogue and Gambit mourn the loss of someone dear.

"And Then I Remembered..."
Belladonna returns to Salem Center to make her peace with Gambit.

"Blood and Bone"
NYPD detectives Remy LeBeau and Ororo Munroe investigate a horrific string of rape/murders that hit closer to home than any of them realizes.

"Crown of Roses, Crown of Thorns"
After being stripped of their powers by the High Evolutionary, Rogue and Gambit meet at a bar and rehash old arguments and scars.

"Divine Retribution"
When Storm learns of Rogue's abandonment of Gambit, she avenges her friend's death in an unconventional way.

"Falling in Love: Once More, for Old Heart's Sake"
After reconciling during the Phalanx battles in space, Rogue and Gambit go for one last motorcycle ride together. Assume OZT and the Trial of Gambit never happened.

"Heated"
Excerpts of some of Rogue and Gambit's arguments come to light in this answer to Em's 350-word challenge.

"The Human Touch"
A young "Reb" recovers from a beating delivered by her mother.

"I Get So Lonely"
Rogue traces back her history with touch as an addiction and her self-imposed loneliness.

"Lost Lies"
When Gambit returns to the X-Men, he must wade through the lies and half-truths he and his teammates still tell each other.

"Maybe on Some Other Day"
Emily Darkholme and Remington LeBeau are betrothed to each other by their parents.

"Possibly in Another Life"
Six years after "Maybe on Some Other Day," Emily eagerly anticipates an upcoming ball -- and her first chance in years to see Remy LeBeau again.

"Perhaps, in Some Other Time"
The Rogue and the Gambit, leaders of the Brotherhood and the Guild, respectively, face off for what will likely be their final battle. Sequel to "Possibly in Another Life."

"Perfect Pastel Pink"
Rogue decides to indulge herself in something she never had as a teenager -- a prom dress.

"Reality"
Rogue tries to see only what she wants to see when she goes back for Remy.

"She Has Issues"
After their latest breakup, a drunken Gambit tries to call Rogue and let her know what's on his mind.

"Snipers"
Rogue accompanies Mystique on a stealth mission. Written for Em's 350-word challenge.

"Taking Prisoners"
Gambit and the Sisterhood of Evil Mutants take on the mysterious Center to save mutantkind. (Unfinished.)

elsewhere in Alykat's World:

"Beauty Comes to Those Who Wait"
After decades of marriage, Bobby and Cecilia still go to Brooklyn regularly to have Cece's braids redone.
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"Broken Promises"
Iceman deals with his feelings of guilt and loss after his father's death.
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"Cold Front"
When the young students of the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters enjoy the hot summer sun, Bobby longs to return to the cold. Takes place during the X-Men's early years.
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"Spring Thaw"
Bobby decides to leave the X-Men permenantly and get a "real" life, while Gambit struggles to feel alive again after being rescued from the Antarctic. (in progress)
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"Stolen Identities"
When Bastion came to the X-Mansion, he took everything. Now that the X-Men have returned home, each of them deals with that loss in their own way.
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E-mail: kcmknice@yahoo.com

Website: Center Stage

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Marvel. Story belongs to me. The time spent writing this belongs to my squandered youth. Title is from Offspring song of same or similar name. And for my fellow Gambitphiles, keep this in mind-> He's DRUNK.
Warning: Innuendo. For real this time.


She Has Issues

I don't know why I bother anymore. I know she doesn't what to talk to me right now, but I call anyway. No big deal, just ole Remy bang his head against yet another brick wall. That's my Roguie, all barriers and no doors. I've tried climbing over, digging under, boring through -- to no avail. Still, I call her with my last quarter on what might be my last night on earth.

That's not just me being overly dramatic. I really think this is it. I can barely breathe without charging something. I'm down to wearing shoes with rubber soles, ferchrissake. I let the phone ring and hope the cold Salem Center air will clear my head before she picks up the line.

We broke up. Again. For the last time. Again. It was my turn. Again. But I'm determined to stick it out this time. I'm not just gonna run back to her because I know she's there. I don't have to have a beautiful woman hanging off of me at every waking moment. I can do alone quite nicely. I can go back to taking my relationships on the weekly, daily, or nightly basis that worked so well for so long.

I shiver and wait. I'm dead drunk on a Tuesday night. Either I'm becoming an alcoholic or not having Scott or the Professor around to lecture is going to my head.

Assuming I've dialed the right number, she's not answering her phone. I don't leave a voice mail message. Rogue's had her eye on Petey the Rustless Wonder since they got back from space. That's fine by me. If he's what's got her occupied, more power to them.

I thought I had her figured out. I thought I knew want she needed. When I got back to the future, I thought we would finally be able to work it out. Touch was finally possible due to the changes in my powers. And didn't we use the opportunity? /to the fullest. Between her eagerness and my hormones, it was like Belle and me back in twelfth grade. I think it's fair to say that between my skill and the excitement of those random charges, I blew her mind on a regular basis.

I'm bragging, its a statement of fact. Okay, I am bragging, but when you're good, you're good. And I'm good. I have many testimonials to that fact. But I wasn't good enough apparently.

I'm cold. I should go back inside. Have a few more drinks. But I'm broke. I could get some one to buy me drinks, but that takes effort. I'm just not up to it.

We would lie in bed together and it was like we were still alone. I spooned for her, I cuddled, I whispered sweet nothings, the whole nine. She still kept one layer of her armor between us. It made me kind of bitter over time. I gave my all to that kiss in Israel and she got past every barrier I ever built.

No matter how many times we made love, no matter where or when we did it, she was only 95% there. It's like she couldn't stop worrying about her powers or our relationship or what ever it is that was distracting her. She wouldn't talk about it or acknowledge what was missing. I got tired of it.

I got tired of her, in a way too. Whatever it was she wanted, it was clear she wasn't getting it and she wouldn't even tell me what was wrong. And it wasn't even the old "If you really loved me you would know" garbage. It was this ignorant silence, as if she didn't know herself.

She said something once, something I ignored because it didn't make sense to me. She said she wanted to feel me inside of her. Like I said, I'm pretty sure I was delivering in that area. My response was to give her a demonstration behind the rec-room couch. I don't know why I remember that now. It's probably something Johnny Walker whispered in my ear. Something he probably heard from Jack.

That's okay. I dial the number again. Collect this time. I don't need a ride or anything like that. One Ms. Karen Degroat is quite willing to let me stay at her place tonight. I wave at her to keep her in her car. She shouldn't be out in this arctic air.

It's not like I'm harassing her. Rogue, I mean. I just want her to know that I know that she's got issues. And I'm glad I don't have to deal with them any more.

Besides, I wanna hear her voice.

 


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