Alright, here we go. My first Winx Club fic! Now, obviously I haven't seen all of the episodes, so this fic would take place somewhere in the middle of the first season, after Bloom's first date with Sky. Oh yeah, I don't own them. The show, the people, only the plot, and only slightly.

She brushed her hair with a small blue brush, the blue striking against her red hair. She sighed, and blinked her blue eyes as the sun winked from behind a cloud. Bloom was going on a date with Sky later today, in less than an hour. Stella had complained at her for not taking long enough to get ready, but Bloom didn't see the point. Sure, she wanted to impress Sky, but the fact was that taking three hours to get ready was impossible.

Bloom reapplied her chap stick for the fiftieth time and sighed yet again. She had been ready for the last ten minutes, and she was dead tired of waiting. Her fingers traced lightly over a picture of Sky she had placed in front of her mirror, and she rummaged under her bed until she found her favorite pair of shoes. Glancing at her watch only told her what she already knew – that there was way too much time left until Sky was meeting her.

She left the room, with Kiko sleeping on the foot of the bed. Stella hollered at her, and Bloom waited patiently for the impatient Princess to reach her.

"Hey, Bloom, where are you heading off to? Don't you have a date with Sky in like, an hour?" Stella asked, in a whiney, and slightly intrusive fashion. Just like always.

"Uh, well, you know, I'm already good to go, and I got really bored of waiting in my room, so I decided to go for a walk." Bloom nervously played with a lock of her hair. She was more than a little nervous about her date with Sky, even if it was just a picnic in the forest. What she needed now was a rest and some time to think.

"Aren't you going for another walk with him? What a cheap date!" Bloom could tell that Stella was about to go off on a rant, and so she cut her friend off gently.

"Oh, I don't mind. I, well, uh, I just like spending time with him. Anyways, I'll be back before he gets here, so bye for now!" Bloom waved cheerily and walked off, her mind swimming with thoughts.

/later/

She returned half of an hour later, seeing the boys' ship descend from the cloudy sky. She ran into the clearing, a smile bursting from her serene face. She saw Sky coming out, and called out to him, tripping when she was less than two feet away.

As the ground was rushing towards her, strong arms encircled her, and held her in safety. She leaned into the warm body, reveling in Sky's embrace. She loved the feeling of him, whether it was his hand in hers, his arm around her waist, or even simply him sitting close to her, making her feel safe and warm.

There was something wrong, though. She hugged him harder, feeling as if he was cold this time. He didn't hug her back.

She pulled away slightly and looked up into his face. He was looking at her, searching her face, but when his eyes met hers, he looked away after a pained expression. She lightly touched the back of her hand to his cheek, a naturally graceful gesture full of tenderness and care.

"Bloom…" his voice was full of pain and emotion. "…don't."

"What's wrong?" He flinched, as if she had slapped him with the worry in her voice. His hands dropped to the ground, although he made no movement to remove her hand from his neck.

"Bloom… I… That is we…." He swallowed hard, still looking at the ground beside him, as if the grass beneath his feet were the most interesting things he had ever seen. "I don't think that… we should see each other again."

Bloom couldn't move. Her heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to breath. When she finally did exhale, it was out of necessity, and one word escaped her lips with the rush of warm air.

"What?"

Sky looked utterly uncomfortable as he answered. "Ever. I never want to see you again."

Tears were forming at the corners of her eyes as she removed her hands from his neck.

"Why?"

"Because… I… I don't like you. At all."

There was something wrong. He was lying. This couldn't be happening! The tears threatened her composure. Pride made her call out angrily to him.

"Say that to my face! Look me in the eye and tell me that!"

Sky hesitated a moment before turning and looking at her. His blue eyes were cold and harsh.

"I don't like you at all."

The tears fell freely from her eyes as he turned sharply and walked away from her.

"I hate you!" She screamed at his back, her shoulders shaking with sobs and anger as he paused. She didn't notice the few drops of water that appeared at his feet while she turned slightly away from him. Wet paths were retraced down her pale face as she bawled silently, hugging herself.

"I don't want to be friends, either." Bloom didn't hear the anguish in his voice; she was too wrapped up in her own desolation.

"I never want to see you again!" She screamed at him as she ran from the clearing and up to her room. She ignored Stella, Musa, Flora, all of them. She fell onto her bed and sobbed into her pillow, too absorbed in her depression to hear his ship taking off.

She was broken hearted.