*Note: This scene takes place at the same time as the last one.

Kitty was left in the kitchen alone with Remy, who went back to his cooking. He trusted that his friend would be able to bring her back, and when he did he would have breakfast ready.

"I can't believe Rogue acted that way," Kitty said and walked over to the counter and opened a box of doughnuts and picked one up and took a bite. With her mouth half full she started talking again. "I mean like her training with the professor is going so well." She swallowed down the little bit of doughnut left in her mouth. "Last time she said it lasted a whole hour."

"What are you saying, Chaton?" Remy asked as he flipped the sausage.

"Only that Rogue is working with the professor to learn to control her powers," Kitty said it like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Remy perked up at this news. "Den you're saying dat Rogue can control her power?"

"Yeah, at least partly, but she's still afraid to have anyone touch her," Kitty said and a smile came to Remy's face. This was welcome news to him. He wished nothing more than to be able to touch his little Goth Goddess, but if she was still afraid he would have to take steps to quell her fears.

"Don't worry, Chaton, Remy take care of everyt'ing," he said, but Kitty didn't know exactly what that meant. When it came to Gambit anything could happen.

Rogue came back in the kitchen just then with Piotr and looked over at her best friend. "Kitty, ah'm sorry," she said looking remorseful. "We shouldn't be arguin' about shoppin'."

"Well, it's just that you've been like down in the dumps lately, and I just thought it might cheer you up." It was true. Rogue had been a bit depressed, and this was just Kitty's way of showing she cared.

"Okay, ah'll go, but ah ain't getting' anything pink and frilly," she said, laying down the law. She pointed a finger at her friend so Kitty knew she meant business. "Get it?"

"Got it," Kitty said and gave her solute.

Rogue had to laugh at Kitty's antics, and watched her best friend as she sat down next to the large handsome Russian. She understood why Kitty liked him. He really was a sweetheart as was Kitty, but in many ways they were opposites, but that made things interesting. Rogue looked over at Remy who was still cooking. She walked over to him as that heavenly smell had captured her senses.

"So, what are ya cookin', Cajun?" she asked.

"Jus' breakfast," he said and flipped some sausage.

"Can ah help?" she asked as she came up behind him.

"Naw, Remy got it handled," he said gave her a quick look. "Chere, you jus' go sit down an' Remy'll bring you a plate."

"Well, okay," she said. She hadn't really had any down home cooking in a long time, except for that spicy chicken he made her yesterday.

She poured herself a glass of orange juice and sat down at the table but was then subjected to watching Kitty fawn all over Piotr and him trying not to even look at her. They were an odd couple, and if she had seen this display on television or the movies she would have been ill. For Kitty, it was just perfect.

She still couldn't help but roll her eyes. Within a few minutes Remy brought her a plate of food as promised. "Hey, where's ours?" Kitty asked seeing Remy pay so much attention to Rogue. It was nice, but she wasn't the only one that was hungry.

"It's comin'," Remy said. "Remy jus' got to take care of his chere."

"What?" Rogue shot up. "Ah ain't your anything, especially not that."

"Not yet," Kitty whispered and gave a laugh.

She was about to pick up a piece of sausage and throw it at her but, Piotr spoke up before she could do it. "Now, ladies, that is not good manners."

Rogue rolled her eyes and put down the sausage just as Remy came back with two more plates. He sat one down in front of Poitr and one in front of Kitty.

"Great," Rogue said, rolling her eyes. "Now, she has ammunition."

"Hey, I'm not that childish," Kitty said, while cutting her sausage. "I'll just wait and kick your butt in the danger room."

"You wish," Rogue said and started in on her food.

"You girls on for t'is mornin' too?" Remy asked as he got his plate and sat down next to Rogue.

"Yeah," Rogue said and a spark come into her eyes. "So, get prepared for a thrashing."

"Wid you, anytime," he said and moved closer to her.

She tried to scoot away, but there wasn't a lot of room to maneuver at the round kitchen table. Being so close to him was making her palms sweat, and she had to admit she was having little fantasies about him as they were sitting there. The only thing she was grateful for was that Kitty and Piotr were sitting next to them. She could just imagine the moves he would be making on her if they were alone.

Kitty looked up at the clock. "Hey, we better hurry. If we're late, Logan will give us one of his 'special' sessions."

Rogue made an ugly face and groaned. "What is special session?" Piotr asked.

"Like you don't want to know," Kitty said and stood up. Poitr was bold enough to take her hand, and Kitty suddenly wore a big smile as they walked out of the kitchen together. Rogue cleared the table and put the dishes in the sink. She didn't have time to wash them, because it would have made them late, and after the last one of Logan's "special" sessions she couldn't move for two days. She would get to them after training.

She walked over to the door of the kitchen and realized Remy was waiting for her. "Shall we go, Chere," he said and offered his arm.

She laughed a little and shook her head. After that wonderful breakfast she decided to indulge him and hooked her arm into his. It felt nice, even though she didn't want to admit it to herself. As they walked down the halls together some of the other younger kids were hanging out. She could hear them whispering and giggling as they walked past. She guessed it wasn't so bad. She never had a real boyfriend before, so it was nice getting all this attention.

Thanks for reading. In the next chapter plans a surprise to impress everyone, especially Rogue. See you then.