Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Beneath the dazzling light of the stars were Blossom and Brick, two people in love with one another. Now that the two were out of college, they decided that they were going to spend more time with each other. They had practically been separated for four years; only getting to see each other on holidays wasn't going to cut it. But now, nothing could stop them from being together. Fate had meant for them to be together, and fate would have its way. Blossom and Brick had no say whatsoever in the matter, but they were still happy.
Blossom glanced at the man clad in red. He seemed to be thinking hardly about something. The girl didn't pay much attention to it; because she had been too busy looking up at the stars herself. All the stars were so small, and yet so big. The sky had never been so peaceful. Normally, Blossom would have to fly up in the air with her sisters, and ruin such a sight. But, thanks to the Rowdyruff Boys, all the criminals took the day off to watch the stars themselves, even Mojo Jojo. Brick took full credit, though, since it was his idea to surprise the girls with a day all to themselves. Naturally, Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup had been thankful to each of the boys, but the boys could actually say that they were happier than the girls. Why you ask? Because knowing that they were the ones who put the smiles on their (the girls') faces brought them great joy.
It had been almost eight years since Blossom and Brick started seeing each other. Brick was the one that started having the crush first. The leader of the Powerpuff Girls had beaten his butt so bad that it took him a month to heal. Even though he was in agony for those four weeks, Brick had newfound respect for his counterpart. When Brick came back to fight, Blossom has actually seemed happy to seem him. When the kids entered high school, they started sneaking around with each other. In their minds, they had been official. But they were caught one day when Blossom accidently blurted out how much she liked making out with Brick in front of her sisters. Brick didn't mind that, though. Sneaking around wasn't his style, especially since his brothers high-fived him for "bagging" on those "chicks." Brick, of course, had to correct their language by first of all stating that he never "bagged" any "chick." He merely said that Blossom was no his girlfriend, and that they should never do anything to her to make her upset, and the same went with her sisters.
Hate turned into a crush. A crush turned into lust. Finally, lust turned into love.
Brick turned over to his right. He rested his left hand on Blossom's thin stomach. He leaned down and kissed her softly. He knew how much Blossom hated it when a guy would just attack a girl with their tongue, and so Brick learned never to do that. Blossom was a simple girl and liked starting things out slow, at least with things that were intimate. If Brick didn't love her so much, things like that would probably annoy him, but he could make an exception for Blossom. He was truly in love with the girl and was willing to do anything for her; even if it meant he would get crap from Mojo Jojo or Him about it later.
Blossom and Brick pulled away from each other. She smiled up at him taking of his red baseball cap. The girls placed it over her red bow. She ran her fingers through Brick's orangeish hair softly. Brick's crimson eyes caught Blossom's pink ones and refused to let go. Blossom gently pulled Brick's head down and
positioned him on her chest. She continued to comb his hairs with fingers while Brick listened carefully to her heart beat.
"It's beautiful." Brick whispered softly.
"What is?" Blossom asked.
"Your heart," he answers. He lifts his head and his lips brush against her forehead. "How does a guy like me end up with a girl like you? There must be an angel up their smiling down on me or something."
"Oh, Brick. You say the silliest things," Blossom giggled. "You know, you're heart is beautiful, too. It's made out of gold."
"I'm not so sure about that. Silver, maybe," he joked.
"What happened to the cold, heartless boy I knew when I was younger? He disappeared one day, and I never saw him again." Blossom smiled. Her fingers began tracing Brick's lips.
"Well, he met this girl and fell in love. This girl made the boy the man he always wanted to be," Brick replied.
"Did the girl and the boy live happily ever after?" Blossom questioned, fluttering her eyelashes.
"You tell me." Brick grinned down at his girlfriend, kissing her. "Blossom, you know I would never do anything to hurt you, don't you?"
"Of course." Blossom answered, noticing Brick's words becoming quicker.
"And you know that you can always trust me. Blossom, I'm always going to love you, and you're always going to be my girl. I couldn't bear it if you ever decided that we didn't belong together. You're the only girl I'll ever want; the only girl I'll ever need in my life. I'd rather die than ever seeing you cry. It kills me every time I see you unhappy about something. You're so innocent and pure. Along time ago, you wouldn't have been my type, but now, I don't know what my type is. All that I know is that we belong together. You're stubborn, sometimes, but that makes me all the more attracted to you. I love every little thing about you, Bloss." Blossom blushed, sitting up with Brick. His monologue was making Blossom nervous. What exactly was he trying to say?
"I could live without these hands." Brick said kissing both of her hands. "Or your eyes." Brick kissed Blossom's eyelids. "Or your those lips." He kissed passionately on the lips. "Blossom, I love you."
"Will you marry me?" Blossom blurted out unexpectedly.
Brick's eyes widened in shock, replying, "That's my line."
"Well, you were taking far too long. Don't worry, Brick. When we're telling this story, we can leave this part out." Blossom giggled. "So? What do you say?"
"I don't know, Blossom. It's just so unexpectedly, and you didn't get down on one knee, and there's no ring. It's just so unplanned." Blossom scoffed at Brick sarcasm. "But…" He trailed off, taking a black velvet box out of his pocket. He opened it up and revealed a heart-shaped diamond ring. "Blossom, will you do me the honor in becoming my bride?"
Blossom squealed happily. All she could do is nod her head, allowing Brick to put the ring on her ring finger. Her arms flew around his shoulders. They hugged each other tightly. Tears trickled down from Blossom's eyes and on to Brick's red t-shirt. "I love you, Brick! So much."
Brick wanted so much to be closer to Blossom, but that was impossible, since he was as close as he could get to her. He soaked in her body, kissing her face everywhere. "I love you, too, Blossom."
The Powerpuff Girl stood up with Brick, and kissed him tenderly. She squealed again, exclaiming, "Ee! I have to tell Buttercup ad Bubbles! Just wait until they see this ring. And Dad! This is completely amazing!" Blossom sounded like a hyperactive child, which only made Brick chuckle. She put on a more serious face. "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"I'm sorry to trick you, Blossom. This is a dream. You figured it out. Now when you wake up in your bed, I'll be able to kill you." Brick smirked, with his eyes turning darker. Blossom shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Just kidding."
"Oh, you!" She hugged Brick once again, and the two twirled around together, laughing. "I'm getting married!"
Brick set Blossom down on her feet. "Blossom?"
"Yes, Brick?"
"The boy and the girl didn't live happily ever after."
"Why not?"
"Because their story is only just beginning."
"You're right," Blossom agreed; her voice lowering. "C'mon. It's getting late."
