Right, this is a completely random sick fic that I more or less wrote because I have writers block and am also re-watching the Powerpuff Girls at the moment as I was like addicted to the show when I was an ickol toddler. A lot of Brick/Blossom fluff 'cause I love the pairings... and sickening stuff like that. I don't blame you if this is not your thing, it's not mine either, but I'm writing it because of... well the reasons above. ^^

Follow the Leader

Chapter 1

The sun was almost setting over the City of Townsville, leaving the large buildings bathed in a deep orange glow. Children had been scurried into their homes, Parents were busy preparing dinners and the atmosphere for the first time in days seemed to be completely relaxed.

But that mood was easy to change as a flash of red, green and blue took to the sky, melding with the colours of the fading sun, creating mischief in its path.

"I'm bored!" A pair of deep blue eyes shone against the sky as Boomer, the least menacing of the Rowdyruff Boys whined once more, rolling onto his back in the middle of the air, staring at the sky.

It had been around six years since the Rowdyruff's had been created by the infamous Mojo Jojo and now the boys had just reached eleven. Nothing much had changed of them except for a slight growth spurt. Their hair remained a mess; their clothes remained with the same colour co-ordination towards their eyes. They were the same boys that the Powerpuff's fought six years ago and the same boys the Powerpuff's continued to fight now.

"Quit whining, we'll do summin' good." Brick grinned slyly, looking down towards the city. Their City. It had come to their attention that though both Powerpuff and Ruff seemed to fight at least once a week, there was still no clear winner. Sometimes the Ruff's would win sometimes they would lose. Both sides had lost the will to kill, they were evenly matched... so they fought it out, each time the Ruff's finding more disturbing ways to catch the girl's attention.

"Can we play a game?" Boomer asked suddenly, breaking Brick's concentration.

"A game!" Butch grinned, smiling darkly towards his blonde brother, "Sounds good!"

"Shut it wimps, we ain't playing no sissy games." Brick growled, beginning to descend, "Let's blow up summin'."

"Like what?" Boomer asked as he followed his brother down.

Brick shrugged, landing on the ground and folding his arms. Truth was, he had no idea what they should do. All he was aware of was that for some reason, he didn't really feel like doing much at all. It was starting to bug him; ever since he'd gotten up this morning he could tell something didn't feel right, his nose had been stuffy and his body seemed to ache all over. But like he'd tell his brothers that?

"A bank?" Butch suggested, shrugging.

"We don't need no money!" Brick snapped, shoving his brother in disgust, then... his eyes widened as he realised why blowing up a bank would then be such a great idea, if they didn't need the money after all... the look on the people of Townsville as they realised all their precious little savings had been severed. Brick grinned, "Let's blow up a bank!"

"But I jus-"

"Shut it moron!" Brick growled, punching his brother in the arm as he took off again, this time a little more unstably than he had done before. These aches were really starting to set in... lying mostly in his head but slowly creeping around his body. Brick remained strong nonetheless. His brothers were his responsibility and their responsibility as the Rowdyruff Boys was to get into as much trouble as possible before being attacked by their enemies. The prissy Powerpuff Girls.

Together the boys used their laser vision to blow past the doors of the bank, flying in easily.

"Wreck the place, do whatever you want with the cash!" Brick grinned as the boys split up, ripping apart the interior of the bank piece by piece.

Brick made his way to the vault, easily pulling the door out of its hinges. Unfortunately, as soon as the vault was broken, a painfully annoying alarm began to blare into his ear.

Normally, this wouldn't have fazed the kid in the slightest... but today, it seemed to bore into his head. Brick gritted his teeth as he flew into the vault, scattering the cash and burning obscenities into the vault's walls.

"Look at all the money!" Boomer cried, not even noticing the blaring alarm. "We could buy a whole lotta candy and video games with this stuff."

"We don't need money, idiot!" Butch grunted, hovering by his brother, "we steal stuff!What'd be the point of buyin' stuff like a sissy lame-o!"

"I'm not a sissy!" Boomer complained.

"Are so!"

"Am not!"

"Are so!"

"Am not!"

"Are so times a gazillion!"

"Am not time a gazillion and one!"

"Would you guys shut up!" Brick hurled himself into the conversation, his eyes blazing a more powerful, dangerous red than before.

Both brothers instantly shut up, backing away from their leader.

"Dude, you okay?" Butch asked instantly, noticing that Brick's skin tone had seemed to have paled through his short outburst.

"M'fine!" Brick growled, folding his arms, "it's just this stupid alarm!" he muttered, driving his arm into the wall of the vault, pulling out a bunch of snapped wires a few moments later. Butch and Boomer looked at the ceiling as the alarm died down.

"Awesome!" the two said together, grinning.

Suddenly, a crash from the main entrance signalled the boy's attention.

"We know you're in here guys!" Blossom's voice echoed into the vault.

"Yeah so come out now and we'll beat your butts!" Buttercup yelled.

Brick shook off his previous feelings of discomfort and grinned darkly, "Even better! Now we get to fight proper-like!"

"These boys just don't know when to quit," Blossom muttered as they floated around the bank, stealthily awaiting the boys to show themselves as they always did. From the six years of fighting the Rowdyruffs, one thing was for sure. They'd never give up a good fight.

In the six years since the girl's first encounter, the three super heroes had also changed as well. Each had grown slightly taller. Though they still insisted on wearing the same colour schemed dresses, Blossom's hair was now tied up with a simple pink hair band instead of the childish heart clip, Buttercup had grown her hair to an extent that it fell just above her shoulders and Bubbles had more or less stayed the same. She even slept with the same toys and refused to rid of any of the childish items lying about in their room.

The girls had grown stronger in their six years of fighting and though this proved helpful with battles against Mojo Jojo or unsuspecting monsters from out of town, the girls knew they'd always be evenly matched with their true enemies. The Rowdyruff boys, their evil male counterparts whose sole existence depended on the destruction of all things good and 'prissy.'

"You sure they're here?" Buttercup grumbled, looking around the bank in a bored fashion, "I don't see any-"

A flash of green cut her sentence short as the figure flung themselves into her, pushing her to the ground. Butch's menacing dark green eyes narrowed to slits as he gazed upon his goody-good counterpart.

"You're dead!" Buttercup yelled, instantly engaging in battle as she punched Butch in the gut.

Butch recovered quickly, grabbing Buttercup's longer hair and pulling her to the ground, "nice hair princess," Butch mocked, swinging the Powerpuff back and forth before letting her go, a stream of green light flying through the hole in the roof as Buttercup was launched out.

"Buttercup!" Bubbles and Blossom yelled together, readying to aid their sister when a flood of red and blue joined the girls in the same fashion Butch had taken Buttercup.

"Get off!" Bubbles cried at Boomer.

"Sorry? Didn't catch that, you want me tah punch you some more?" Boomer grinned, throwing the Powerpuff across the floor as she quickly recovered, running at him with full force, the two blue children disappeared as an almighty crash was heard, signally a new exit wound for the already crumbling bank.

Though Blossom and Brick were ready to engage with the same fight as their siblings, Blossom instantly noticed something strange about Brick's attacks. Though he was punching her, Blossom found them weak and almost painless, though he was attempting to grab her; she found it easy to dodge. Blossom frowned as she dodged Brick's latest attack.

"Something the matter princess?" Brick growled, wiping his arm across his face as he sniffed, his gaze momentarily wandering as his own thoughts began to wonder whether he looked as bad as he felt.

"Nothing's the matter," Blossom grinned, grabbing Brick by the shoulders and throwing him against the wall. Brick pulled himself from it with more effort than he thought should have been necessary for such a wimpy throw. Still, he recovered enough to dodge the lasers that came his way from Blossom's latest attack. After rolling out of the way, Brick jumped into the air, shooting his own lasers from his eyes as the deep red ray collided with Blossom's lighter one.

Usually, the rays would balance out, providing a less-than-useful attack.

This time...

Blossom could see that Brick was having trouble keeping up his side of the attack. Sweat had begun to form on his face as his breath seemed to become more laboured.

Blossom kept well focused on her target, watching him as his laser wavered as his body seemed to shudder.

Brick shuddered; he knew he couldn't keep this up. For whatever reason, the fight provided little of what he expected. Instead of being too preoccupied to notice the strange aches and pains in his body, it seemed to make them worse, providing him with more symptoms... more aches and pains and an annoying tickle in his throat, welling there... waiting to escape.

Brick couldn't handle it any longer.

He broke concentration, coughing into his hand.

In the second he had done that, his laser was overpowered by Blossom's as it sped past his barrier, shooting straight into his chest. Blossom watched as Brick's body shot through the bank's walls as he skidded deep into the concrete until he came to a stop in a steaming crater near the centre of the City.

Butch and Boomer who had previously been hovering over Townsville, broke their own concentration as soon as they heard the crash.

Both brothers looked down in shock to see Blossom still flying strong... which meant...

It was Brick who was in that crater...

"Brick!" Both brothers cried at the same time, ignoring their fights with the Powerpuffs and instead disappeared in clouds of blue and green as they shot back into the City, landing directly next to the crater.

Brick's arm appeared from the crater moments later. Both brothers showed expressions of relief that they quickly discarded and would on a later date most likely deny they'd ever shown. Boomer held out his hand for Brick to take, but Brick simply shoved it away, coughing harshly into his hands as he climbed back onto the surface of the road.

Butch and Boomer, noticing that the girls were following them, quickly stood in front of Brick for his own protection. Boomer grabbed onto Brick's shoulder stealthily as Butch narrowed his eyes at the three heroes.

"See you around Powerpuff Losers!" Butch spat, grabbing Brick's other shoulder as the two brothers pulled him into the air in a flash of light, disappearing before any of the Powerpuffs could react.