Here’s a link to chapter one if you missed it.

Two Hearts: One

Chapter Two: Thoughts Of Her

          Across town Remy paced back and forth in his bedroom at Magneto’s base. The place was pretty much deserted since he had been gone. Colossus had headed back to Russia on some family emergency, and Sabertooth was god knows where. Remy didn’t care either way. He didn’t much care for Victor. The only other person who was still living on the base was Pyro, which Remy always thought a little insane.

          Gambit was restless tonight. He wanted to get out and go do something, but he didn’t know what. He tried night after night going to the bars, drinking, playing cards and flirting with the pretty girls, but even that was getting old. Everything about his life had become routine, and any other single guy in his position would have loved it. Not Remy. There was something more he wanted, but he wasn’t sure what it was. Or someone.

          Since returning from New Orleans, all he could think of was the green eyed beauty with the streak of white in her hair. A girl with a fiery attitude that was so appealing to him. He wanted to kick himself for ever letting her go. Never in his life did he ever know a girl like her, fragile and strong at the same time. Beautiful and Sassy, but still so vulnerable. He wondered how a girl that beautiful could harbor so much pain.

          They were so different, he knew, leading different lives, but still so much the same. She was the untouchable, but knowing that, knowing what her powers could do to him, he still wanted her. Every night since their last meeting he dreamed of nothing but her. Touching her, kissing her, making love to her.

          He wondered if it was for the reason that he couldn’t have her, not really. Nobody could. He spent his days near her school, hiding in the trees that surrounded Bayville High and dark alleys and corners hoping to get a glimpse of her. He did today. She was out sitting on a beach alone eating her lunch. Not once in that entire time did he take his eyes off of her. She had bewitched him somehow, but he didn’t care. If he was under a spell so be it. He would gladly remain that way forever if he knew she had felt the same way.