Hey, this is just a short chapter story I am going to be starting.

I don't know if everyone will like it, but it was just an idea that came up.

I hope you like it, so please enjoy.

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"I'm strong enough as it is; why do I have to go out and train?" Butch grumbled while he played a video game. He doubted he would get to play anytime soon with his 'training' starting tomorrow. Buttercup laid her head on his shoulder, careful not to get in the way of his game. She would rather him take his anger out on the game then have him feel her up before he left. Don't get her wrong, she wanted to spend his last day here together with him, but when Butch started, he didn't stop and he could be a big pervert.

"Just go." Buttercup sighed. She didn't want him to go but she knew that if she said that, he wouldn't. It was as hard for her as it was for him. She knew he was strong and she wouldn't admit it out loud, but sometimes he was stronger than her, but that didn't stop her from worrying. It would also be trouble for both of them if he ignored the rule from HIM. HIM had ordered Butch and his brothers a few days ago to pack a few their clothes and things they need because they were going out to train, they shouldn't carry a lot but enough to live off of. His brothers were out of the house getting the final things they wanted and that was the only reason why Buttercup was allowed into Butch's room when the door was unlocked. They both knew Brick and Boomer would take a while and Butch was already packed, thanks to Buttercup's help. Well, she did most of it, choosing his clothes and making sure he had a jacket and other things that he might need for wherever he was going and he just made sure they all fit into his bag.

Butch paused the game he was playing, almost stunned to hear Buttercup's words. He held the controller lightly in one hand between his legs, and looked at her seriously, not letting his eyes drift over her body like he usually did. He seemed almost defeated at her words. Her beautiful black hair was starting to fall in front of her sparkling jade eyes so Butch brushed it behind her ear. "Do you really want me to go?" She looked up at him. His forest green eyes showed a little hurt in them. What was she to do? If she said yes, he would think she didn't care for him when it was not true; he was one of the most important people in her life in not the number one person. But if she were to say no then he wouldn't go, they could and would be found out, and it would all be one big messy problem. However, Butch wouldn't think of that, he wouldn't think at all. If she wanted him to stay, he would stay for her. No one would have ever guessed how romantic Butch could get at a time like this; it was only Buttercup who was allowed to see his soft side and vise versa.

"Butch, listen if you don't go we could be found out. There is so much more at stake than just being apart for a little while." Buttercup said getting off his shoulder as she stared at him, looking him straight in the eyes. She hoped her eyes didn't show the hurt she was feeling on the inside. "I would rather you go and then come back to me without a large problem, than have you stay and possible be separated from you forever." Butch reached out to her and put his hand on her cheek, she leaned into his touch. Her soft skin under his hand was a soothing comfort. He knew she was right but that didn't make him feel any better about it.

He leaned forward; eyes closed, and pressed his lips on to hers. He wanted to taste her lips, the sweet almost honey like taste they always seemed to have no matter what she did or what had recently passed them. They always tasted of the sweetest nectar of flowers. She was a flower, his flower, his beautiful budding Buttercup. He pressed his lips harder on to hers when she started to kiss back. The game controller dropped to the ground as Butch pushed her body down onto his couch. One of his knees rested up close to the space in between her legs. Buttercup moaned into the kiss before opening her mouth when Butch's tongue started to beg for entrance. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, he would have fallen into her if he wasn't leaning on one of his forearms right next to her head, his fingers playing with her silky short black hair. His other hand stroked down her neck, across her boobs, down her stomach, gripped her ass, and finished near her knee before it traveled back up her body. He was trying to remember every inch of her, every little curve of her body. He didn't know how long HIM had planned for them to be away but it was clear to him that it would be an eternity away from his girl, the beautiful creature below him. His hand slipped under her shirt and started to fondle her through her bra. She squeaked and wiggled beneath him, trying to get his hand out from under her shirt. After a while of a playful touch and Buttercup cute sounds, Butch pulled his hand out willingly and reached into his pocket for his phone, found the camera button without looking and took a few quick pictures of him kissing his girl.

"Butch!" She yelled after she recognized the flashing bright lights in the corners of her vision as his phone's camera flash. She pushed on his chest, but it did nothing but make him smirk. "Stop it! Stop taking pictures!" He noticed the bright red blush on her face and took a quick shot before she could turn away. "Butch, I'm serious. If you don't stop right now..."

"Or what?" He interrupted a smirk plaster on his face. "You can't delete the pictures, I won't delete them, and you can't make me delete them." He snickered. "Besides, how else will little me get to sleep happy when I'm away from you?" Buttercup rolled her eyes. Butch was such a pervert, no matter what he did. He leaned in for another kiss but Buttercup turned away from him.

"No kisses for you until you delete those pictures." Buttercup said confidently. She wasn't going to back down on this. Not only were those pictures extremely embarrassing, she was worried that someone would look over his shoulder when he was looking at them. They had been going out for almost three years now and no one found out about them yet. She wasn't going to let him keep those pictures if there was even the slightest chance someone would see them. Butch smirked and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

"I already told you, you can't make me delete them." He whispered in her ear. He then started to kiss and suck and bite down on her neck. Buttercup tried to keep herself from moaning with pleasure but it was no use. Butch knew just where to move his mouth to make her weak. She prayed to whoever was listening that he remembered not to leave any marks. She always felt she was always reminding him not to but every time they were together, the next day she would find many small hickeys on the sides of her neck. She was glad it was getting colder; she could at least hide his love marks with a jacket or something. It was a hassle in the summer to try and steal her sister's makeup to conceal the little bits Butch left on her skin. Buttercup grabbed the face of her lover and brought his mouth back towards hers.

"Are you sure about that?" She whispered before she kissed him heavily. She was a magician, distracting him with her sweet lips while her hands performed the trick of the disappearing pictures. Slowly, ever slowly, she slid her hands down his body. She could feel his strong pecks, and then his washboard abs underneath her fingers and through his shirt. The edge of his jeans were on the pads of her finger tips and soon one hand was slipping into his pocket. She was just about to grab his phone when Butch grabbed her wrist, a smirk on his face.

"Not so fast." His laughed evilly, staring down at her. She knew she was going to regret what she intended to do. Butch wasn't going to let her go unpunished. "Were you not listening to me, my dear?" Butch said, bring her wrists up above her head and holding them there tightly. Buttercup tried to get him to let go but he just held on tighter. She had to give on trying to escape; otherwise she would have broken something. "You can't delete the pictures. I will not delete them, and there is no possibly way you make me delete them." The smirk on his face was starting to scare Buttercup. She could just make out the flare of lust in his eyes. She wondered how far he would go now. She couldn't let things go too far today, they didn't have enough time before his brothers came back. They would just have to be satisfied with just this. He took her shirt off and she almost shivered as the sudden cold air touched the skin on her stomach. Butch smirked as he held her writs in one hand. With his free hand, he grabbed her chest. He captured her lips in his while he played with her. He moved his knee up closer to her body and rubbed her secret area lightly, putting more pressure on it as time went on. The moans escaping Buttercup's sweet lips were Butch's only motivation to continue his lust filled actions. He knew he couldn't go all the way with her today like he wanted to, but he did know that he would go as far as he could. This would be last time in a long time when he would be able to touch her in any way; he was going to make the most of what he could do now.

Both of them were getting into the actions between them when they heard the front door down slam open. They froze instantly when they heard two sets of footsteps walking up the stairs. Butch let go of Buttercup's wrists while she rushed to get her shirt off the floor and onto her body. "Hey Butch, are you in there?" Brick's voice said on the other side of his door. Butch quickly flew over to the door and tried to stop his brother from opening it. Brick was just able to get it open a sliver before Butch stopped him, grabbing the door with one hand and putting his foot on the other side as well stopping it from opening more; he was taking no chances of Brick opening it all the way. Butch tried to hide the interior off his room with his body but he couldn't tell how much his brother could see. If Brick could see into the room, Buttercup would un-doubtfully be seen and that was something she didn't want. Butch regretted not locking his door when Buttercup came over. He had thought of it when she had flown in but he didn't think his brothers would be back so soon. Then again, he had lost track of time when he was playing with his girl.

"What the hell do you fucking want?" Butch half grumbled half yelled at his bother. He didn't like that he had been interrupted with Buttercup. She had been completely under his control, and she would never allow it to ever happen again if she could help it, and she would try her hardest to get her way about it. He also wished he didn't have to hide their relationship. He knew why they had to, nobody would understand or let them be together, but it wasn't like their siblings or creators could control them to begin with, otherwise they probably wouldn't be together right now. Butch wasn't going to be cheesy about it, but he wanted the world to know that Buttercup was his and his only. If any other guy tried to take his woman or showed even the slightest interest in her that he felt was unnecessary, they would feel his merciless wrath. Three years ago when they had gotten together, Butch wanted to tell people but Buttercup said she wasn't ready and he knew she still wasn't. He wondered when she would be, hoping her actions with him weren't just a secret rebellion against her family; her way of escaping the pressures of being a goody two shoes and the hero work she was forced into doing. She was more evil than her sisters were, and she would probably fit in with the other evil members, her personality fit well enough.

"Calm down, I was just wondering if you were home. HIM came and said we should be leaving soon. He said he would make a portal to another dimension at the edge of Townsville. So I hope you're ready." Brick said, before walking away. Butch closed the door and rested his back against it and sighed deeply to himself. Buttercup was sitting on the couch, top on, and was staring at him with a little concern on her face. Whether it was concern for him or if it was the thought of being found out was not known to him. When Butch didn't say anything about his conversation with his brother, Buttercup looked at the TV with the game frozen on the screen with the word 'pause' dead center of it. They both knew what this meant for them, time was up. Butch had to leave and Buttercup was going home, they were both going to be alone. Buttercup got off the couch, turned the game off and walked over to him. He wrapped her in his arms and held her tightly in the embrace.

"He didn't see you, babe, I'm sure of it. But I really wish we didn't have to hide." Butch said calmly. Buttercup sighed and closed her eyes, listing to the sounds of his heart. She knew how much Butch wanted to show her off and claim her as his, that was his personality. He wanted to show off his victory to everyone, if you could call her a victory. It was just Buttercup was worried. She wasn't going to plan everything out like Blossom but she wanted to be careful about this relationship. It wasn't like this was just two random people getting together. They were supposed to be enemies; they shouldn't be together in the first place. Bubbles, being the girly girl she was would probably go happy crazy over her older sister finally falling for a guy. Blossom, on the other hand would take some convincing, if she ever accepted them at all. Why would she ever allow her sister to date anyone she didn't see fit, or anyone who was evil? Then there were Butch's brothers, and Buttercup didn't even know where to begin to think about their reactions to their brother dating her. She was still a Power Puff and she wasn't going to turn evil or back off of crime fighting. Nothing would change between them; they would be the same people they had always been, they would just be together.

"How about this, when you come back we will tell people about us. After this training thing is all over, the first thing we do is tell our families about what we share." Buttercup said looking up at him. Butch looked back stunned. Buttercup was still un-sure about how her family would react to her dating a Rowdy Ruff Boy but she had a strong feeling that it would be the right time to tell them about her relationship with Butch. She knew that after he got back she would ran to him wanting nothing more to be held in his arms and kissed. She didn't want to be held back and lie about where she was going and who she was going to be with if her sisters asked. "And just because I can read it all over your face, yes I do mean it. I promise that I will remember when you get back, and we will tell them and whoever else you want. So you better hurry and get stronger so you can get back here quickly."

Butch tightened his grip around her waist in joy. Everything he had wanted was falling right into place. He truthfully couldn't imagine being without Buttercup, even if she was a Power Puff Girl, she was his girl from the day they were created to the day they died. "Buttercup, I... I love you." Butch whispered into her hair. He kept his face hidden there, unable to look at his girl in extreme embarrassment. The very words made Buttercup's heart stop and her breath catch in her throat. Butch was more about lust than love. For him to say such a thing and to say it first was shocking to say the least. It made Buttercup overjoyed to know Butch loved her and didn't just lust after her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled them tighter together, nuzzling her face into the crock of his neck. She felt tears start to come up in her eyes but she was never going to show them. She knew now it was the right decision to tell their families about them.

"I love you too, Butch." She said, and even if she could keep the tears off her face, she couldn't keep them out of her voice. They were quiet for a while, letting this bomb that had numbed their bodies defuse at its own rate. They knew that it was a major step in their relationship, and it was not going to be taken lightly. If what they had, failed at any moment, there was no taking a step back. They couldn't be 'friends' even if it was possible. They would constantly be reminded of these times, being wrapped tightly in each other's arms. The moments when they were being suffocated but didn't want to break the kiss for air. The times when Buttercup had stayed too late and ended up spending the night sleeping soundlessly next to Butch in his bed, her back against his chest and his arms holding her close, would always be on their minds. They wouldn't even be able to fight each other with these past memories flooding their heads at just a glance of looking at each other.

Butch pulled away from her to see her face, her beautiful face with her shining jade eyes and her short raven hair she would never let get too long once again falling in her face. Buttercup looked back at him, his spiked onyx black hair with not a strand out of place and his brilliant deep forest green eyes and strong angled face. They leaned in and shared a soft kiss. They had not shared such a soft, fragile kiss since they first got together. Everything was right at that moment. Their bodies fit perfectly into each others, as their lips pressed against the others, wanting nothing more then be closer together. Their arms were wrapped loosely but securely around the other's body. No one looking at them would think they was bitter enemies, one made solely to kill the other. But yet again they were interrupted by Butch's brothers.

"Butch, get your stuff and let's go!" Boomer yelled, banging on the door. Buttercup looked at her feet, pressed her lips together, and took a deep breath in and out through her nose. She looked up at Butch and their hold of each other broke. Buttercup took a step back before turning to go sit on his bed.

"You go train, Butchy boy. Maybe you can get strong enough to have a chance against me." She said playfully, crossing her legs as she sat down. She knew Butch could defeat her now if he wanted too; he was stronger than her after all. Butch smirked and before Buttercup knew it she was pinned on his bed, a position that was not new to them. Butch had many times pinned her down, immobilizing her hands above her head, stealing a kiss or two or removing a article of clothing that would lead to love that was shared between the two of them.

"If I only trained enough to beat you, I wouldn't even have to go." Butch kissed her one last time before they said goodbye and Buttercup flew out the window. She landed in the park and tried to act as if she was just taking a stroll to clear her head, which wasn't exactly an act. She couldn't get Butch's words out of her head, not that she really wanted to. But if she wanted to go home she had him get Butch out of her head. That was another major reason why Buttercup had decided to tell their families about them. She didn't like it when she had to remove Butch from her mind. She always felt that when she did, she was betraying him in some way, shape, or form. Of course she would never do anything like that; she even separated herself from her male friends a little bit when they got together in the first place. Then again that was more to save them from Butch's jealous rage then anything more than that.

She turned around just in time to see the boys leave. She leaned against a nearby tree and she stared up at the forest green streak of light as it faded from the sky. Her heart was hurting more than she thought it would have. The uncertainty of his training was getting to her. She didn't fear that he would get hurt, from what he said Boomer had a very good healing ability. She didn't even want to think about them be separated and having to defend for themselves. What hurt her heart the most was the uncertainty of his return. He would come back, there was no question about that, it was when he was coming back and in what condition he would be in when he did. Would he come wanting nothing to do with her anymore? Would a long period of time and distance remove her from his memory? She was almost starting to feel glad that he took the pictures of them today. When she no longer could see his color in the sky, she flew back to Butch's room and climbed into the window. Butch was lucky that their home was at the top of a volcano, otherwise someone might steal something. Then again, they were villains themselves, who would steal from the terrorizing Rowdy Ruff Boy gang? Once she was inside, she went over to where she knew his clean clothes were and shuffled through to find a few shirts that would be large enough to use as a night shirt. If she could keep his smell near her, he wouldn't feel as far away.

But before she could pick one, red smoke came up from behind her. It was thick and it was clouding her vision as well as chocking her, suffocating her completely. She couldn't breathe and every moment she found the red smoke increasing around her. She wondered if Brick installed a security system before he left, that would explain why the smoke was red. Buttercup had to leave the room or else she felt like she would die. Her heart hurt again, leaving behind something to bring her closer to her lover. She wondered if it would have been better if she forgot him or if they had stayed hated enemies. Those were her last thoughts before she passed out. A man walked out of the smoke and stared in hatred at the unconscious girl. He then spoke, keeping an evil smirk on his face. "Your wish is my command."

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