No way man, here's why:
Rogue and Gambit are a necessary combo, because they define sexual tension. Gambit is an extremely sensual character. S'why I don't like Halloway, he attractive, but Gambit is more than a good looking guy. He's dripping with distilled sex. The dark and sultry kind. The kind that slithers up your skirt with a twitch of his brow from across the room. The kind that stalks and creeps into the dark and sultry parts of you on the heels of the smooth velvet of his voice; cloves and chocolate with a little kick of cayenne. The kind that tickles your brain with that masculine scent that's his alone. Leather and whiskey, tobacco and swamp, the oh-so-faint tang of burnt plastic to remind you he's more than human, and maybe just a hint of some girl's perfume to remind he's not that much more. The kind that steals your breath as his mouth hovers near yours...No, not like that. Closer. You feel the heat of his lips, his flavor, coffee and zydeco skitters across your tongue...
But you can't taste him. Those hands, and they're good hands, can't roam where they want so his fingers dig into your spandex clad hips a little harder than he means to. And, even though he is what he is so completely that he would willingly give his life for that one kiss and be content in the knowledge that he would still be inside of you in some way, if not the best way, you have to step away. Because you're not willing to take something so beautiful from the world. Because you're not strong enough to be him while being without him. Because, stupid as it is, as long as it's been, you still have hope. Maybe someday. If I'm patient enough and good enough and need it enough... You still believe in a loving God even though it gets a little harder every day.
...Did I have a point? Oh yeah, Remy and Rogue are a nobrainer. They're epic. And Joshy boy just doesn't...slither for me.