Stalking Brick

Summary: exactly what the title implies, the supers are in high school in this story. Bubble's gets into a horrible situation and Brick is the unlikely hero who saves her. But can he handle being the unlikely target of her new found affections.

Warning: there will be sex in later chapters, violence, sexual content, drugs, and out of character activities.

Rated: Mature

Pairings: Bubbles x Brick, haven't decided yet if anyone else will hook up. Perhaps I'll let the readers decide.

Author's note: I DO NOT OWN THE POWERPUFF AND THE ROWDYRUFFS, Craig McCracken does, I'm just borrowing them right now.

Chapter 1

Brick's POV

As I lay in my bed, looking up at the ceiling I wonder why the hell I'm even getting out of bed in the first place. It's the same as every other day of my life lately, dull, boring and monotonous. I get up and shuffle towards the bathroom, ahh shit, my dick brothers just ran into the bathroom before me. I am faced with two options, wait patiently outside for them to come out or bust in and kick them out. Which one do you think I'm going to choose? "HIYA" I kick the door in like Tony Montana, and throw them out of the bathroom "your fucking leader goes first". I took my time in the shower, brushed my teeth, made sure my hair is good, and topped it all off with my lucky red baseball cap. Since I turned 16, I basically go without it, but today is dime bag day and I feel like racking in that money. I grab a towel and do one final run through by looking at myself in the mirror, and I grimace at the silver mechanical collar around my neck. I know what you're thinking, where did that come from? It all started 6 years ago, when the pussy's and candy asses of Townsville decided that they couldn't handle being harassed by the Rowdyruff Boys anymore. So Mayor Dumbass comes to Professor Utonium and he fashions three antidote x collars. They're the equivalent of the ankle bracelet that criminals under house arrest wear. Only instead of not being able to leave the house within a 10 mile radius, we won't be able to take these damn things off for more the 20 seconds otherwise we go to jail. I guess the last straw was when we got bored, picked up a 5 year old girl, flew her to New York and drop her off the statue of liberty wrapped in a replica of the American flag. Awwww boo hoo, she died, who gives a fuck, it was supposed to be homage to the 4th of July, ungrateful dicks. Anyway long story short the Powerpuff girls ambushed us put the collars around our necks and threw us in Juvenile hall. Mojo Jojo busted us out only to be caught also by those meddling girls. The courts finally separated us from Mojo and struck up a deal with us. Either reenter society as normal little boys, or go back to prison and never see the light of day again.

We couldn't stay in prison, the food there is terrible, and so our only option is to live amongst the idiots of Townsville. I fiddled with the collar, ignoring the banging of the bathroom door, my brothers are impatient fucks. I walk out of the bathroom and ignore them as they glare at me and walk in, what's the big deal? it's not like they bath or anything. I wrapped my towel around my waist and walk past Butch's room on the way to mine, butch's bedroom door opens, a brunette chick with a huge rack comes out wearing butch's pajama shirt. We basically stare at each other for a while, damn I have no idea who this chick is, and all I can say is "hi".

She looks back at me nervously "um…hi, Brick right?"

"Yeah"

What the fuck is her name? Chelsea? No, boomer had Chelsea last week. Melba? No Butch fucked Melba two days ago. Brenda, she looks like a Brenda, I bet she's Brenda "You're name is Brenda right? Captain of the volleyball team, future leaders of America club member?"

Brenda looks even more nervous "yeah….."

Uh oh, daddy doesn't know she's here fucking a delinquent, interesting. I simply smile at her and walk away, that scares her even more then if I had actually said anything to her.

Brenda stops me by grabbing my arm "uh…brick, hold on a second".

I turn to her innocently, as if I didn't know she was a complete whore.

She looks scared and nervous at me "Listen, my parents don't know I'm here, and well…..you're cool right? I mean, you won't snitch on me will you?"

"Hmmmm, don't know, I got this condition called morning wood" I grin at her for a moment and scope out her body " very terrible condition, and the cure for it is the saliva and tongue of a beautiful woman". I caress her chin with my hand and smile "would you be able to help me out with that? It will definitely be worth your while".

Brenda blushes, it's adorable actually "ok, come with me". I follow her into butch's bedroom and lock the door. Sure I can get my own chicks but the day just started and an ass is an ass, even if it is butch's sloppy seconds. She gets to work immediately, says some shit about my dick being a torpedo and wraps those gorgeous lips around my cock.

I'm leaning against the door while she engulfs my junk like a true porn star; I sigh and enjoy the ride. God look at her go, is she practicing for the dick sucking Olympics? Because she is going for the gold, I moan as shots of pleasure ignite through my body. Chicks like to know that they are driving the men they are pleasuring up the wall. It encourages them to be more adventurous, spontaneous, sexy, then the real fun begins. Growing up is fucking awesome, there's hormones, and growth spurts, there's also fucking and sucking and licking and oh shit….teeth…teeth! "NO TEETH".

Brenda looks up at me concerned "sorry, you ok?"

"Yeah, carry on" I wonder what we are having for breakfast today, captain krunch, frosted flakes? Honey nut Cheerios? Ahhh speaking of nut, I'm about to bust one in her sweet ass mouth. She sucks even harder and tickles my ball sac, that did it, I cum hard in her mouth. Oh yeah, your daily dose of calcium, right here. I look down at her and see that she's glaring up at me, apparently some of my little soldiers got in her hair. I grin at her, the only thing I can say to her right now is "I hear that's good for the scalp…..later"; I'm going to be late for school.

15 Minutes later

The school bus drops us off in front of Pokey Oaks High School, why the fuck is everything around here named pokey oaks? Pokey oaks kindergarten, pokey oaks elementary school, pokey oaks junior high, pokey oaks college, what the fuck is a pokey oak in the first place? Anyway, abandon all hope all who come here, welcome to hell, or as the adults call it high school. Fucking hate school all together, now I've got to spend 4 years here, pretending to like everyone around me and knowing full damn well that after we graduate we won't give a flying fuck about each other. We walk in and almost everyone looks our way, chicks wanna fuck us, guys wanna hang with us and we have basically developed our own way of coping with the walking, talking cliché's that literally flock to us. Once inside though we kind of separate into our own little cliques. Butch is the first to walk away, telling us he'll see us at lunch, it's just about the only time we remain together. He goes off and high fives the captain of the football team, no surprise there, he's always been the jock. Boomer quietly walks away from me and joins the drama club, interestingly enough, he likes to write screenplays and is a pretty good actor. He keeps to himself a lot, the silent, mysterious type, at least that's how the ladies see him as. Gets a lot of ass from chicks who think his writing is heart felt and deep, ah well, at least he's not gay like I originally thought he was. I chose not to join a clique; I don't need to feel like I belong to a group of fucking losers who like all the same shit that I do.

I walk up to my locker and put my jacket away to get ready for home room. Then my worst enemies pick this fucking moment to enter the school. Blossom, 125 pounds, long red hair (minus the bow), b-cups popping through her pink shirt, apple shaped ass in tight blue jeans. Buttercup, 127 pounds, shoulder length black hair, A-cup M&M titties in a tight green tank top, rock hard abs and tight firm ass in black jeans, and not so little Bubbles, 125 pounds, long blond hair in pigtails, C-cup balloon boobs which are big but not freakishly big, barely covered in her tight blue shirt, flat soft stomach, and peach pit looking ass in apple bottom jeans. Yeah I'll admit it, I've checked them out from time to time, I'm a guy, but I wouldn't touch either of them with a 15 inch pole. Their the reasons why we are wearing these stupid ass collars, and they are also the reason why Mojo is still in jail and HIM is permanently defeated leaving us to basically fend for ourselves living on our own. They're hot as hell, but they are also the banes of my very existence, if I could, I would pop off their heads and spit down their fucking throats, fucking bitches.

Blossom walks forward and makes a direct beeline towards me "hello brick".

"Hello bitch" here we go, my own personal probation officer has arrived to check in on me. I open up my locker and she closes it, glaring at me, I wasn't scared of you before my powers were bound, and I ain't scared of you now.

She waves off her other sisters as they attend home room and focuses on me "don't think for a second that I don't know what you're doing, brick". She uses her X-ray vision to scan my locker, then she looks back at me "the drugs, where are they?"

I smile at her, I hid about 10 pounds of cocaine in different areas in this school and my locker is not one of them "what drugs?" ooooh she looks pissed, but she can't touch me. Attacking an unarmed man is considered police brutality which she can get prosecuted for.

Blossom fumes and looks deep into my eyes "I know that you're selling drugs in this school brick, I know about your supplier, I know about your movers, and I know who you are selling to. All I have to do is connect the dots and it will all point to you, so you might as well confess now and save yourself the trouble and embarrassment of getting caught".

And the bullshit award goes to, Blossom Utonium, for if she really found anything pointing to me, I would have been arrested by now. Besides the supplier she supposedly found is fake, I don't get my shit from a guy, it's delivered to me from various locations, like Guatemala, Hawaii, and my biggest export Korea. My movers are fake too, their bunch of crack heads I've paid to throw off my scent; I bailed them out of jail because they didn't squeal on me to the pigs. And there are no movers, I'm a solo distributor, you know what they say too many chefs in the kitchen spoils the food.

However, my job right now is to smile and pass on a little bit of my own brand of bullshit "I haven't a clue what you are talking about, red. All of these empty accusations, it's not very becoming of a student body president."

"Brick I'm warning you" Blossom closes in on me, pressing me against my locker by pushing me back with her finger " if I catch you dealing drugs in my school, I will personally make sure that you spend the rest of you pitiful existence behind bars".

Interesting how one can think they run the school just because they are part of the student council, absolute power, corrupts absolutely, bitch "Blossom my dear; I think that it will be in your best interest to back the hell up off me, nobody likes a bully babe". People are looking over at us like we are a married couple fighting. Blossom blushes a little but backs off for now, she glares at me one final time then walks off. Whatever bitch, I also make crystal meth, and crack in the basement of an abandoned factory outside of Townsville and sell it by the ounces to business men in New York and California. My net worth is 2.4 billion dollars which I have built up in the time span of 5 years; it's spread out in various accounts around the world. So if she does decide to get a clue and actually catch me, I can afford to disappear with or without my brothers. But I bet you didn't know that, did you Sherlock fucking Holmes? I check out my expensive watch, shit I'm late for home room, time to sit in class and pretend to care about what the teacher says.

Authors note: well what do you guys think? Be absolutely honest; REVIEW ME, REVIEW ME, REVIEW ME PLEASE. I love reviews, I take suggestions but as long as you guys understand that this is a Bubbles and Brick pairing. I wanted to do something different instead of pairing blues with blues, red with red and green with green. I haven't decided on the pairings of the other characters, so if you have any suggestions, let me know. The other chapters in this story are not all going to be POV's, there are restrictions to making POV's because you're limited to one character. Anyway see you in the next chapter and remember REVIEW.