Hey, I've been reading a lot of Brick/Blossom stories and I've wanted to write another one for a while now, so here goes nothing.

I'm starting this thing for ONE-SHOTS only, I'm going to be putting the rating, a short summary, number of words and the date posted on it.

Summary: "You're an outlaw running from love, if you tear her world apart you have no regrets. If there's a key to your heart no one's found it yet. You're an outlaw." Blossom watches in disgust as her counterpart breaks yet another heart and goes in for another and she's determined to stop it.

Rating: K+

Number of Words: 1,651

Date: 10/08/11

READ ME: Okay, so this is based on the song Outlaw by Selena Gomez, so I suggest you listen to it while you're reading this, or at least have a set of the lyrics near you. I won't put the lyrics in the story because there's a lot of repeating in it, so it would be hard to write it accordingly.

Disclaimer: I don't own Powerpuff Girls, Rowdyruff Boys or Robin.

A set of luscious pink orbs watched as her crimson-eyed counterpart made his move and swept down to capture his prey. She watched in disgust and contempt as he charmed his way into the un-suspecting girl's heart.

He leaned against the tangerine locker that was beginning to rust, and flashed the brunette a charming smile that warmed everyone, including his stubborn counterpart. She scowled as she realized that he had just asked his next victim out, by the sounds of her squealing.

She leaned her back against her own locker that was down the hall from the new couple. She began to analyze the situation. Her 'other-half' wasn't a heartbreaker; no he just couldn't figure out what he wanted. He was an intelligent boy, far more intellectual then most of his gender, yet he was confused inside, he didn't know what he wanted in the aspect of love.

As a result, he wandered around, breaking hearts by the second. She knew that he believed that there was always something more to life than puppy love; he knew that true love was out there somewhere and he was hell-bent on finding it. She would know, after all she is the exact same, just not as determined to find true love at such a young age.

But then again, she could understand where he was coming from. The boy hadn't experienced any kind of true affection in his life span of seventeen years. His 'fathers' were an evil primate who couldn't stop rambling about how genius he was and the other was the devil himself who couldn't have any other emotion except greed, contempt, and vengeance.

His brothers were a different story, they loved him that was for sure, but being the teenage males they are, have troubles expressing that to him and instead settle for friendly wrestling matches and intense video game battles.

The red-headed boy had never had someone to hug him and say, 'It's alright; I'll be there for you.' And actually mean it. He never felt safe, he felt the want and desire to be truly loved and that's what fueled him to find that one person as soon as possible.

The smart girl remembered that just yesterday, he had broken up with another girl, whose name wasn't important enough to be mentioned throughout the school. She was just known as 'the newest broken-heart'.

Blossom watched as the broken girl approached her counterpart when he was alone and tried to get him back, but he just waved her off and continued on his way. She felt for that girl, she knew what it is like to be used. She too, was used, but not by Brick. The details weren't important except for that one where she developed a hatred for players like her ex, a perfect example of that was her counterpart.

The boy was known as a heartbreaker by everyone, but all the females' kept pining for his attention, his affection. In the city, he was disrespected and de-graded by the people because of his past, he was known as an outlaw out there.

He kept searching for love even though, he was disrespected at every corner, but at the same time, he was running from it. He was at the same time, scared to find out what would happen to him if he found love. Would he change? If he did would it be for the better or the worst? But yet, he kept searching, tearing innocent girl's to shreds and not giving a damn about it, and avoiding his strange attraction to the very person who stood watching him from afar with a strong hatred for the way he searches for love.

Many wonder if there is a key to his heart at all. Many of those who he left now look at him with spite and think that. They watch in pity as he sweeps more girls of their feet and then drops them harshly. One thing's for sure, that key is still locked up in a safe far away.

She looked closer at the brunette who was chatting excitedly with some of her friends. Blossom gasped as she recognized those light blue eyes sparkle in happiness. His next victim was none other than her best friend, Robin. She wondered if she should warn her about Brick. She knew she should and she would, but not now, not when she was so happy. She would wait until after school, before their date to tell her about Brick's conniving ways and how the outcomes of being in a relationship with Brick always end.

She turned her attention to Brick, who was haughtily terrorizing a poor awkward teen, who was cowering in fear. A low growl escaped from Blossom's throat as she sat helplessly watching the poor kid wet his pants.

She knew why he was so prude, arrogant and rude at school. He was taking his anger out on the smaller prey. He had to face Mojo and Him, two terrible figures who tormented him. Blossom herself, had watched in silence in the shadows as Brick returned home late one day and was tormented as he watched illusions of his brothers being slowly ripped apart by Him as Mojo stood by and cackled maniacally. She had watched as he saw his brothers call out for help, but he was tied to the spot, forced to watch n agony as his brothers slowly die in pain. She remembered the pain in his eyes when their blood made a large puddle and literally whispered to Brick, calling out to him, asking why he hadn't helped them.

It proved he had a heart, but it was guarded well. Not many could get to it but there were a few that could. His brothers could provoke some real affection out of him, as could Him and Mojo when he was under extreme pressure. Also, unknowingly, Blossom could, too, and she knew that, deep down but she refused to accept it and kept pushing it back to the back of her mind.

She knew he was always running, always running from something. Whether it was Him and Mojo, or the torments of his brothers when they found out he was going soft for the occasional girl that did mean something to him. Or many of his traitorous friend, who would squeeze secrets out of him and then reveal them to the world.

But he would run and then turn around; he would stand up and fight back. He would make sure they never thought of doing that again, to everyone except his brothers and Him and Mojo. Only because he cares too much for those morons he calls brothers and if he fought back Him of Mojo he would surely die.

Blossom knew all of this, the tow rivals shared a bond that let them feel their counterparts' deepest emotions, and know what caused it. The same with how Brick knows that Blossom feels stressed with all the pressure of being a superhero, the leader of the Powerpuff's.

She's supposed to be a role model, the one that little kids can look up to. She has the fate of millions of people in her hands; she has to make sure all of them are safe and alive. She has to put aside her own wants to protect the city. She's nothing more than a pawn to them and she knows the fact and accepts it because she knows she must do her role.

The two know everything about each other and that is why they run, run away from each other. He's an ex-criminal, and even though the small part of her has already realized she loves him, the larger part that is devoted to the city is telling the small part that any relationship with a criminal will de-grade her in the eyes of the citizens and would make them lose their trust in her. She knew that dating the enemy would weaken her and force her to crumble and forget her duties.

The larger part loathes him for his heart-breaking ways, even though he's just lost.

She was determined to stop his ways and make him pay for all he did, to the city and to the fragile girls in the city. She has watched him and learned everything about him, she has to make him see the error of his ways and understand that if he wants true love he will have to wait for it. He has been doing this for way too long.

She pitied him because she knew why he did it, but It needed to stop once and for all.

She pushed herself off her locker and walked out of the dreary building. She watched as he took off slowly, ready to ditch the last period of the day.

She walked a little farther and then floated off the ground. She began to fly faster and began to twirls in the air, enjoying the feel of the wind in her hair, circling around her as she twirled, forgetting why she came out here for a moment. Then she gained her focus and began to chase the boy who was now speeding away from the building.

She kicked into overdrive and began flying fast, one knee bent, her ribbon had long since fallen off when she began twirling, and her eyes set in determination. She quickly dodged the cumulous clouds that littered the sky, that would blind her and make her lose his trail.

She followed his red streak and caught up to him gradually. She sped up and past him, leaving him baffled at the pink streak. She suddenly appeared a few hundred feet in front of him and he jerked to a stop, smirking.

"Blossom." He said smugly, crossing his arms proudly at the upset girl who was clad in pink.

"Stop running."

So how do you like it? It was kind of dark at points and confusing, too but what do you think? I think it was pretty good.

The last part was Blossom saying, 'Stop running from love and wait for it'. It wasn't her acknowledging their attraction and saying, 'Stop running, I'm right here.' It was her saying, 'Love will come eventually, stop rushing to find it.'

So RnR? Hit that button!