I do not owen the powepuff girls. They belong to whomever created them.
This is my first so don't be afraid to rough.
Proof
Blossom was you average teenage girl except for the fact that her human abilities were supercharged beyond human capacity. She didn't care about whether or not she was stronger than someone else or she could fly faster than a jet. Blossom was happy being smart and going to school with her sister, which she loves so dearly. In fact next to crime fighting she loved school and cracking hard calculus math problems. Well, maybe she isn't the most normal teenager out their but she tries to be normal. If there is not something threating the world?
Ring, Ring, Ring. The bell rang and 5th period ended and school was finally out of session. Blossom didn't have any activities so she could go straight home. She headed to her locker only to be stopped Buttercup. Buttercup was her tough as a rock sister who exceled at just about and physical activity.
"Yo, sis." Buttercup stood in front of her sister with a soccer ball under her left arm and other on her hip. She was wearing green t-shirt and black shorts.
"Hey, Buttercup." Blossom answered.
"I have soccer practice until 5:30 so I'll be home later" Buttercup put the soccer ball between her feet and pulled back her hair up in to small ponytail leaving some hair loose near forehead. "and Bubbles she has uhh…um…"
"…an artist community meeting." She finished only to start again. "I know she told me last period. Honestly, Buttercup you need to keep a mini date book or something, so you can remember these things." Blossom scolded.
"Hey at least I remembered, to tell you this time instead of looking all over Townsville for you."
"Yes, I know"
"Later sis, I need to go or ill be late. Again" Buttercup took off and literally flew down the hall accidently knocking some people over in the process.
Blossom opened her locker and added an assortment of folders and books to her pink and purple backpack. She slipped on her jean jacket over white printed top. She then swung her backpack over shoulders and double checked herself in the mirror before she left. Blossom headed for the front of the school until she slammed face first into something. It felt like she hit a brick wall straight on, but it was softer and more defined the cement.
"Well, well look who we have here? Isn't my favorite crime fighting read head? Long time no-see Blossom." The wall said.
Blossom looked up and found a boy not much older than she was. He was wearing blue jeans which were frayed at the bottom of the pants. A white shirt, with crossbones and a red button up shirt of the top. He wore his messy hair to about his mid neck and it wasn't even brushed. Blossom had a felling she knew him from somewhere but couldn't quiet put her finger on it.
"Do I know you?" She asked thinking harder.
"Wait you don't remember me?" the boy asked in disbelief. "Wait a minute, maybe this will help." He took out a red baseball hat from his pocket and jammed it on backwards. Then he crossed his arm and gave Blossom a smug look.
Blossom jaw dropped a little and her eyes widened. Was it possible for them to even come back?
"Brick!" He wasn't the trouble maker she knew he actually looked decent and maybe even a little hot. Blossom shook he head trying to get the glorious image of Brick out of her head.
"Yeah that's me the. The leader of Rowdyruff Boys, the best leader in the world. The only one who has the guts to stand up to the Powepuff Girls. That's me the strongest of the strongest." He gloated
"I see your head hasn't gotten any bigger'' Blossom past him and pushed the door open.
"What did you say?" He eyes thinned and eyebrows deepened.
"I said "you have a short temper as always""
Brick fuse was lit and he went after Blossom. He was to late the door swung and hit him dead on face. Brick was angry that Blossom wasn't taking him seriously and he knew exactly what to do to make her pay attention. He put one foot in front of the other put both hands out palms facing the door way. He gathered up his energy and shot a red energy beam straight at the doors. Debris flew all over the place the school now had a new entrance. Blossom on the other hand barely evaded the energy blast that Brick and produced.
"Brick! What on earth are doing?"
"What on earth am I doing? What on earth are you doing?"
"What?" She wasn't quite sure what he meant, but that energy blast was pretty impressive.
"Your, supposed to be fighting me, were mortal enemies, remember?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Then why aren't you destroying me."
"Why should i?"
"Well I've be training for 12 years just so I can beat the puff right out of you. Do you know that I have learned tactics that you wish you could learn? I know just about every military fight tactic from every nation. Plus I have gotten stronger, faster and fight a lot nastier then I have in the past."
"There you go again. Gloating about how much better you are then me. About how you are the best and everyone is inferior to you." She mocked
"I don't gloat!" he was irritated that all of his work was going to waste.
"Yes you do. Your bossy, shot-tempered, self-centered, and have no compassion towards others and on top of that your rough and aggressive."
"No I'm not" He was getting mad and was about to burst. Blossom was using a tactic in which you get your opponent extremely angry until they burst. Then they let all of their anger out at once resulting in being exhausted.
"Fine! Then prove it!" She took off her backpack and put hands on her hips to show that she was ready for anything.
"Fine. If it will make you fight me I will." Blossom was shocked that he actually took her seriously. She thought that he was going to lose it but he didn't. His eyes went back to their original color.
"I'm the leader of the Rowdyruffs. To be bossy, rough and aggressive are abilities that I need to fill that position. But as for self-centeredness, short-tempered and no compassion I can prove that easy." A self-righteous smirk formed on his face as he walked slowly over to Blossom.
"What are you doing?" She backed up a little trying to keep some space between him and herself.
"Trying to prove to you that I'm not who you think I am." He was moving faster and getting closer.
Blossom's chest started to hurt and her stomach was in knots. Was she scared or was it that she was nervous for what Brick might do to her. Maybe she should have started to fight him from the start or maybe she should have called her sister for backup. Blossom was searching her mind for every possible solution to get away from the attractive Brick. Blossom could not stop staring and backed in to the cement railing near the steps. Brick was now inches away from her face and her back was cutting into the cement railing.
"How does this prove anything?"
"Well, by being this close to you may mean, that I'm not interested in myself. More or less I'm slightly interested in you." He smiled and put his left arm on the railing behind me to assure me how far he was willing to go. "As far as my temper and compassion goes…well, we will have to see afterwards."
Blossom was confused and did not have a tactic to get out this one. Maybe she did not need a strategy but simply wing it and see where it goes.
Brick being self absorbed as he changed tactics in an instant. He took his one free and put it from the nape of her neck, slowly up to her chin. Blossom could feel every touch of his course hand as he moved it up towards her lips. The bottom of his thumb traced the smooth surface of Blossoms lips. Then Brick gently pulled her forward and graced her lips with his presence.
Blossom felt his smooth silky lips against hers. She had never felt anything like this before and was somewhat happy. The pounding in her chest was her heart smiling and the knots in her stomach uncoiled. Brick pressed his body against hers and she felt the warmth of his body and the sweet aroma of overused ax. She snapped back to reality. She gathered up her superhuman strength to push him away. Little did she know that it did not do much damage as she had intended.
Brick jumped backsliding his feet on the grass. He stood up, put his cap on forwards, and swished it around in the other direction. He returned to his normal arm-crossing stance.
"Well how was it? I say it was pretty magical."He smirked
"I was wrong about you. You not self-centered, you're a manipulative pervert." She wiped her mouth, grabbed her bag and flew home. Blossom did not even look back. "Men and their ranging hormones."
A flirt, yes but a manipulated pervert is over exaggerating a bit. Man, the female specie are weird. Brick shoved his hands in his pocket and walked home. He was going to continue to prove himself to her until she agrees to give him fight.