MaiXii here. I'm kinda sad now because XiiXii will not be joining us for the New Year. She's moving to Louisiana and she won't be XiiXii anymore. But I'll have plenty of stories for you this New Year. That's my New Year's resolution.

He grabs her arm. The same arm that she hurt during softball practice.

"What the hell, Brick? Let go, it hurts." She tries to wiggle her arm out of his grip. He shakes his head, and pulls her closer to him.

"Buttercup, why are you being such a bitch now. We used to be best friends, then you don't talk to me for 5 months, and I want to know what's wrong."

The raven haired girl shook her head. Nothing was wrong, for him. He's not the one with a crush with her sister's boyfriend. "Nothing. I sprained my arm, and it hurts, so let go. I have to get going. Just go Brick."

He dropped her arm, and apologized. "But what the fuck is the big deal? Why aren't we talking anymore? I tried to call you tons of times, but you just seem to ignore it. What's wrong. As your best friend, I demand a explanation."

Here's the back-story to this. About a year ago, once Buttercup and Butch got together, her and Brick found some things in common. Softball, sports, they even liked the same kind of soda. They became good friends, some called them best friends, and that's what they became.

But then Buttercup just stopped talking to him, stopped calling, and hasn't talked to him for no reason, and this lasted 5 months, and a day.

"Just go Brick. I bet Blossom's waiting for you." Brick looked at her. He couldn't help but notice that she was still wearing her softball uniform, and she filled it nicely. The curves that she had could kill, and her breast looked really nice in the shirt. Her shoulder-length hair looked cute underneath the softball cap.

"Tell me what's wrong, or else I won't leave you alone."

She looked up at him. "Back off Brick. Didn't I tell you I had to go? Just leave."

He grabbed her hand, and her heart skipped a beat. "None of us are leaving until I know what's wrong." His red eyes searched her green eyes.

"I ….l… you." He couldn't make any sense of it. She said it so quiet.

"Buttercup, I can't hear you." He looked at her, still holding her hand. Buttercup hung her head.

"I lo… you."

"What?"

"I LOVE YOU!" She shouted

He looked at her, her head still looking at the ground. He smiled. "Ok."

She looked up at him, and saw his smile. Her face was beet red, and looked quizzical at him. Why did he just say ok like that? She thought.

He grabbed her chin, and kissed her, just like that. Her heart was just sky rocketing with speed, and her palms was sweating like crazy. He pulled her body closer to him, her hands on his chest, her eyes wide open, his closed in passion.

Once her broke their kiss, she was red in the face, and looked terrified.

"I've been waiting for you to say that." He said, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and left.

She collapsed on the ground, her fingers brushing her lips, still feeling his soft lips on hers. She eventually smiled, and got back up, picked up her stuff, and left.

I felt I owe it to you to say that I personally love this pairing. It is second to ButchXButtercup. I loved this story, and I hope you do to. My inspiration for this story was Frank Ocean's Sucka For Love. It's a great song. Listen to it! Now… please.