My first ppg fic, no flames pleeaze.
I don't own ppg.
A/N: This is inspired by fusionfall and the story 'Headlock' by Person4. Go read it, you won't regret it.
Chapter 1: Belladonna is starting to remember her life as Buttercup before she lost her memory. Becoming Buttercup, she realizes that being with Snake, her powers return. Snake confesses his feelings for her. They plan to search out information together.
Belladonna was busy tuning her guitar. Or should she say, Buttercup? That was the first thing that hit her brain that morning, her real name. Ever since Ace pulled her out of the ocean with her having an intense phobia of water, she couldn't remember anything about her past life. All she knew was that the Gang Green Gang's leader, Ace, had taken her in and she became part of their band. Life wasn't so bad, but Bell wanted to know what her life was, besides hanging out with the guys. Ace claimed that she knew them from before, but she couldn't trust him now since she now knew that he lied and told her name was Belladonna. Somehow, Bell just didn't want to confront him about the matter. Besides, she enjoyed his company. But she felt so sad, until she didn't even notice someone coming into the room.
"Hey, Bell? You okay?" Snake came in and sat with her, watching her tune her guitar. "What'sss the matter? You ssseem quieter than usssual," Snake noticed while he tuned his bass guitar. It had become their routine, to sit together tuning their guitars while they talked. It had been hard to adjusting to her presence at first, but since that day, when he had no choice but to accompany her on her trips around the city…
They had taken a trolley through the city just to see where it went, neither of them realizing that it went straight out to the bay. Then, when she ran out of the trolley, Snake found her curled up in a corner, crying. Snake held her in his arms that day, rocking her, calming her down. In all his life, he would never have thought that the girl who constantly beat his ass would end up in his arms. Not Ace's. Snake gave thanks to whatever forces was responsible for the circumstances he was placed in.
"Shh, it's all okay now. You're sssafe here with me," he soothed.
He tightened his hug, and she hugged him back. A special bond was formed between them that day, Snake could feel it.
Being fellow guitarists also helped strengthen the bond they had. While she played the electric guitar and basked in the limelight with Ace as the lead singer, Snake tended to shy from the crowd but the solid bass notes from his bass guitar kept the whole structure of their songs anchored. Together, their guitar riffs blended in harmony.
And now this. He hadn't been this worried about Bella since that day, seeing the sad expression on her face was heart wrenching.
"Hey Snake?" Bella asked, staring straight ahead.
"Yeah?"
"What if I told you I'm beginning to recover my memory?" Bell's beautiful green eyes finally looked up at him, seemingly able to stare into his very soul.
"That-that'sss great." Snake tried to muster up a smile, failing miserably. Placing his bass guitar aside, he waited.
"What if I told you I know that Ace lied to me, my name's not Belladonna, it's Buttercup." Seeing the expression of frozen shock on his face, Buttercup sighed and left the room.
Snake walked around the dumps alone this time, no Bella to accompany him. Which was the reason why he was here in the first place, trying to let off steam. No Bella. Instead, all he was left was Buttercup, the Buttercup that kicked his ass, and the one who crushed on Ace. Snake will miss Bella, her voice, her smile, the way their eyes met when they were onstage together even when people gossiped her relationship with Ace, the lead singer. And that day with a crying Bella in his arms, hugging him will forever be etched in his memory. He kicked the empty cans in frustration, angry with himself.
Buttercup began distancing herself from her band members. Most noticeably, she stopped hanging out after gigs, preferring to brood in her room. It was weird how she didn't feel like confronting Ace on his lie about her past, but seeing the look of shock on Snake's face was unbearable. If there was anyone she trusted and felt close to the most, it was Snake. Maybe it was stupid, but he should be the one to understand, why knowing her past was so important to her. It was as if the whole gang wanted her not to know, preferred her to believe the lie they created for her. Yet another reason she was peeved was that they lied to her. Snake, she thought, growling mentally. He couldn't even pretend to be happy for her. But he did try, he did try to smile. Well, Buttercup thought, he didn't try hard enough. Buttercup punched her pillow, imagining it to be Snake's face, not expecting to see her pillow disintegrate into a pile of fluff. She sat there stunned, remembering how she used to try to bend a coin, levitate, anything, even when Ace warned her that Citiesville didn't tolerate superpowers. She had always failed before.
Dumbfounded with her new strength, Buttercup didn't realize Snake's presence.
"Bel-I mean-Buttercup?" Snake stood in the doorway of her room. Stupid, coming to her bedroom like this. Anybody could see she was upset. Snake was about to walk away when Buttercup called out.
"Snake? Just, just come in."
Sitting at the edge of her bed, he noticed the disintegrated pillow in her hands. Not sure what to do, his heart was in his throat, hoping he wouldn't do anything that would make Buttercup want to disintegrate him like the pillow.
"What did you come here for? Shouldn't you be hanging out with the rest?" she asked. Knowing how miserable she was, he just couldn't bear to leave her alone.
"I, I came here to tell you that I'm sssorry. I ssshould have told you the truth. But everyone jussst accepted Ace's explanation and I… I wanted to tell you that I love you."
Snake looked nervously at Buttercup when she stayed silent. He continued, looking dead serious, "I didn't want to lose you. I wasss afraid that if you remembered, you wouldn't want me anymore."
There, he said it. At the risk of sounding selfish, or her rejection. Snake had offered his heart and hoped that he could handle it if she didn't want his love, that he could walk away coolly and just be okay with being friends. He held in his baited breath.
Buttercup was blown away by this. Maybe a tiny part of her did love him, loved his quiet personality as he hung back from the crowd, the way his eyes lit up just for her, how his fingers moved across the guitar with her imagining how it would feel like if his fingers ran through her hair. She blushed, remembering how she had been thinking of Snake when she accidentally used her powers, resulting in her now not having a pillow.
"That's not true. I do want you. Even when I find out about my past, it doesn't mean I'll forget you." Her voice softened, they were sitting together on her bed. The close proximity of their bodies made her heart pound and it was difficult to think straight.
"Good, so we'll work together to find info on your past, okay?" Snake flashed her a brilliant smile, even though she didn't quite answer him about his confession of love, it was awkward enough sitting on her bed close enough to-
"Snake, I-"
They kissed. Both of them were pretty shocked, but they were kissing and couldn't think about anything but each other's lips. Buttercup opened her mouth wider, winding her fingers in his hair, pulling him close. Tentatively, Snake slid his tongue past her teeth and flicked it across the roof of her mouth, eliciting a soft moan from Buttercup. A good several minutes passed with them kissing, bodies pressed tightly together. Breaking away from each other, they panted, sighing.
"I'll take that as a yesss." Snake grinned idiotically, his hair mussed up. "Goodnight, Buttercup."
"Night, Snake," Buttercup replied, smiling as she listened to Snake's unsteady steps down the hallway as he stumbled to his room.
Feeling so happy, she felt like she could float. And she really was floating a few inches of her bed. Her powers were returning again, after being with Snake. Consciously, she landed softly on her bed, resting her head on the pile of fluff. Sighing, she'll have to remember to get a new pillow from Snake tomorrow.