Hello! So, I'm back? Before I start blathering on about the story, I firstly want to apologise for removing all my stories awhile back. I got so many upset pm's, I never realized how valued they were. I just felt like a lot of them needed re-writing, and some of them, just weren't great, maybe someday I can re-write the most popular ones. Feel free to private message me with any ideas or your thoughts about whether I should do this; I'd love to chat about it!

So back to my newest story. It's a Reds story, but of course. I'm not going to unveil too much, you'll have to read to see, but it is not an AU, just I haven't included as much crime fighting or villains as I should/could of. For those that don't gather, the bold name at the beginning of each chapter is whose POV the chapter is in, it is mostly in Blossom's though. The lyrics in italics at the beginning of each chapter are quotes from songs I have gotten inspiration from whilst writing, some may not necessarily have anything to do with the chapter that follows but to me they link to the story.

I promise there will not be a massive authors note at the beginning of each chapter, just this one while I explain, and any reviews I feel I need to respond to, I will do through PM's, not on here. So, on with the story, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer – I own nothing but the odd OC.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am home again, whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am whole again – Lovesong, The Cure

Blossom

The air was cool, and the sky was dotted with millions of tiny stars. I kicked a piece of gravel across the roof, looking up at the stars again, waiting to see that familiar red streak zoom towards me.

Today was a special day. It was our 3 year anniversary. But it also marked the anniversary of something else; the day I betrayed and lied to my family. Not just my family. Everyone. The whole town.

It's not something I'm proud of. But it's the situation I'm in. And I don't think I could trade it for the world. Because I can't deny how much I love Brick Jojo. He is most definitely my soul mate, most definitely made to be with me, not to fight or destroy me.

In a perfect world, we could be together publicly. We could be meeting up tonight, at a sociable hour, and going out for a meal or to the cinema. Instead, we're meeting on a rooftop of some skyscraper that we've met on before, on the outskirts of Townsville. We'll sit here for a few hours, and just spend time together.

Then I'll fly home, and hope I don't wake anyone up. And Brick will go back to the apartment he lives in with his brothers.

It's much easier for him to lie about his relationship with me. If Brick disappears at 11pm, and doesn't arrive home till 2am, his brothers won't question it. They might not even notice he left.

But when I come in that late and if someone notices, I have to conjure some excuse up out of thin air. I hate lying.

And continuing to lie about something to your family for 3 years, well you'd think it'd get easier, not harder.

It'll be easier once we've both worked up enough money to move out. They don't have to know who my 'lodger' is.

The wind started to blow my hair around my face wildly, and I knew Brick was arriving. Sometimes he flew so fast he was just a sharp red blur, that you aren't sure whether you just imagined it in the corner of your eye. Just one of the many ways we hide our meetings.

"Hey Bloss, got you these." He smiled, pulling a bunch of roses from behind his back. Not shop bought roses. Hand picked, you could tell he'd cut them himself from someone's garden, wrapped them together with an elastic band. This was the sort of hand made gift I was used to. It was the thought that counts with me and him. Sweet, in a way. "3 years," he let out a long whistle. "Who'd have thought it, huh?"

I smiled as he handed me the red roses, and took in their scent. I lay them down on the concrete, happy he had even remembered.

"Certainly not me." I said with a smile. "Thanks Brick, they're beautiful."

He grinned, holding my chin in his hand and planting a kiss on my lips.

When I was around him, I felt more like me. I felt like I could be who I am more. It probably doesn't make much sense, but I feel safe, and happy when he's here. And when he isn't, it's like something's missing. Like a part of me, like a limb, isn't there. It's the strangest feeling, when you love someone.

We sat down together on the concrete of the roof, and he pulled me close. I rested my head on his chest; that crook just beneath his collar bone, where my head fits perfectly, like it was made to rest there.

"You been here long?" He asked, looking up at the stars. "You feel a lil chilly."

"5, 10 minutes. What's that in your pocket?" I answered, feeling a soft square in his parker coat pocket.

"Oh, that. It's my other anniversary present to you." He pulled the white item out of his pocket.

It was a white shirt, with a small red smiley face in the middle, with devil horns. My favorite shirt of his, I wore it all the time, on the odd occasion I stayed at his. I felt a few tears well up in my eyes.

"Oh Brick. I love it. Thank you ever so much!" I cried, throwing my arms round his neck.

"S'all right, why ya crying?" He asked, brushing a tear off my cheek.

"I'm not, I'm not. Just, sucks ya know, I wont be able to wear it around the house, or to bed or anything."

"Sure you can. Say you got it at a thrift store or something. They aint gunna know you didn't." He said, smiling. "Wear it when you want."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." I said, holding the shirt against me. "I'll wear it to bed."

"Knew you'd like it. So, what did ya get me?" He asked, wrapping some of his coat around me too.

"Well, I did something naughty." I said, looking at him from beneath my lashes.

He raised his eyebrows. "Did you really?" He said, leaning in closer.

I retrieved a roll of film from my jeans pocket. "Remember when we went to Docksville for the day? And I took Bubbles' camera, and we took pictures. And I hid the film, said I'd print them off when the time was right?"

"The times right, all of a sudden?" Brick asked, half sarcastically.

"It's your present. Me, entrusting you with evidence of our love!" I said, leaning towards him and kissing his lips.

He smiled, taking the film. "That's great Bloss. I'll get them developed. Be nice to be able to look at pictures of you when I can't see you. I'll do some for you too."

"Yeah. That's the thing though, you can't get them done in a shop, someone might see them. There's a dark room at the photo lab at the library. I'll try taking them there if you like?"

"Can't I just go to the store? What's the photo clerk gunna do if they see them? What does it matter?" Brick asked, his face screwing up a little, like it always did when we spoke about things like this. He hated having to sneak around. We both did, but it's just something we've got to do.

I took the film from his hand. "I'll get them developed; they'll let me in at the lab to do it."

He sighed. "Okay. Well thanks anyway. I know how much it must mean that you finally want them developed. We went to Docksville like a year ago!"

"Well, I would love to have a sneaky little photo of you to look at when I please." I said, smiling. "And 3 years is a long time."

I remembered that day we went Docksville. I was so nervous, convinced someone would recognize us. But, no one seemed to care. We went to the dock and took photos together, ate out in a fancy restaurant, played arcade games, normal things couples do. It was such a great day, and it felt so awful at the end of it, frantically searching for Bubbles camera, to grab the film from it, blabbing on to her that it was a school project.

"Hey, I was thinking, shall I bring that two man tent along with me tomorrow night? I was going to tonight but I wasn't sure how much time you'd have." Brick offered, trying to hide the cheeky glint in his eye.

That was a funny night. Brick had brought the tent along and we camped out on the rooftop. Only for a few hours, it was great to have some privacy while meeting though.

"Yeah sure, that'd be fun! I'll bring some snacks."

"Yeah, snacks." He said, leaning in and kissing me.

R&R :)