Brick always envied her suitor's. They were allowed to accompany her wherever she went, to hold her hand, to gaze into her eyes. He was deeply and madly in love, though he'd never admit it. The one thing he wanted more than anything was to be with her, but it would never happen; he was created as her counterpart, only here to destroy her. His brothers would most likely disown him if he even brought the topic up. He didn't even want to think about what his dad, Mojo Jojo or his fem-dad, Him, would think. So, he spent his days daydreaming and wondering what it would be like to feel her touch, to be able to gaze into her eyes...

He didn't mean to bump into her in the hallway, but fate had other plans.
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going!" The love of his life gushed, picking up her books.
"Blossom, calm down," he chuckled, picking up the last of her books.
Her eyes narrowed. "Oh, it's you."
Brick feigned hurt. "Not happy to see me?"
"Ecstatic." She hissed, turning on her heel to walk away. Before she could take a step, Brick gently grabbed her arm and spun her towards him again.
"Why do you hate me?"
Blossom could almost hear the sincerity in his voice. She could almost see the hurt in his eyes. Her own gaze softened as she gently removed his arm from her grip. "We aren't exactly supposed to love each other," she chuckled.
The red eyes of the boy in front of her dropped slightly, causing them to glaze over with faux hatred. "Right. How could I forget," he replied flatly, getting ready to walk away.
"Why do you ask?"
The voice caused him to stop in his tracks. He could hear the actual worry and caring in her voice. He turned around again with a sigh. "No reason. I just... I hate living like this."
"What do you mean? Us hating each other?"
His eyes glazed over again. "I have never once said I hated you."
Blossom stared up at him with wide eyes, realizing that what he said was the truth. No matter what they've been through, no matter how many times he tormented her and she defeated him, he never once uttered the words I hate you. Once again, he made to walk away but the pink-eyed girl grabbed his elbow cautiously. Brick turned around and faced her yet again.
"Now what, Pinky?" He tried his hardest to sound annoyed, but failed miserably. The pair just stared at each other, taking in each other's features. Red and pink eyes, red cap and red bow, auburn hair and orange hair; the two just seemed made for each other. A blush overcame the girl, finally breaking the gaze. Brick turned away almost right after, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"I-I just realized... I don't hate you either. I just felt... obligated to, y'know? Like I was supposed to hate you. But I don't. I don't hate you at all," Blossom sighed after she let that out, combing her fingers through her hair. A look of relief washed over Brick's face.
"I've waited since we were ten for you to say that, Pinky. Now I have something to confess..."
Blossom looked up at him expectantly, a look of hope on her face. Just then, the bell rang and students came pouring out of their classrooms. Her current boyfriend, a boy named Justin Morrison, hurried over and Planted a quick kiss on her lips.
"Blossy! I missed you babe," he gushed, grabbing hold of her hand. She smiled up at him in reply, and looked over at Brick apologetically. As her boyfriend dragged her off, he uttered the words he had been holding in for so long.
"I love you."

A/N: Ahh this was hard to write. I love when they end up together :P I'm pretty sure this is very OOC, but whatever. Hope you enjoyed! Click that beautiful review button ;p