Blossoming love

Kaichou wa maid sama based. HiroFujiwara owns part of the original idea. This is one of the PPG series of books I'm doing. Not that they have something to do in common.

Blossom: you should really end the other one…

Me: I know! It's just that I don't know how to write in a man's POV!

Blossom: … really? =.=

Me: yes!

DIASCALIMER: don't own the PPG, or the image. That one is owned by PrincessCallyie. The last time I didn't did this someone made me feel bad…

So just for you to know if you have seen the anime, this are the papers they are taking.

Misaki- Blossom

Usui- Brick

Shirokawa- Boomer

Sarashina- Butch

Kurosaki doesn't exists here… and the 3 idiots aren't going to be all over Blossom, too.

Yukimura- Molly

Suzuna- Buttercup, but let's just change the fact that she competes in any kind of game show and that she is soo mysterious.

Manager- uhh manager? no, better Miss Bellum

Sakura- Bubbles. But imagine that she is her sister.

Shizuko- yuck! I don't have any more people… Robin!

MAID STAFF- arg! I will have to make OCs for that.

ANY MORE PEOPLE WILL BE A OC

Oh! Wait…

Aoi- chan- Princess

Now, on with the story!.

A BLOSSOMXBRICK FIC

"When are you finally going to understand?" She sighted.

It was the first day of school at Townsville High, and Blossom, as the president of the student council, had to keep everyone in their toes.

Let me explain. Townsville High was a 'only boys' school, but after a few years, they finally let girls in. There weren't many, and the ones that studied here were normally bullied by the boys to make their chores in school. But that suddenly stopped when Blossom enrolled in there.

She hated the fact that the men thought that women were weak, so she studied, worked and fought to have the higher grades in the school, later becoming the president of it. She was the oldest of three sisters, but Buttercup, the middle one, had somehow lost the ability to speak when their mother died. They knew she could talk, but the girl refused to. Their mother had been gone for at least 9 years, so the brunette sister hadn't talked a bit ever since. She worked in a nearby coffee shop as a chef, because she had an amazing ability to cook, unlike either of the sisters and went to another high school for people who wouldn't/couldn't talk. Then was Bubbles, the youngest. She worked part of her time in a nearby hospital, as well as their dad, John Utonium, that was currently sick. She was in the same high school as Blossom, who had been in that time the only family member that didn't had a job, so she was employed by the only job she could do.

A waitress in a maid café.

Yes, she hated it and yes, she was always afraid that a 'friend' from school could come to that same shop, but it was the only one where she could use her skills, She was pretty smart for her age, but then again, you don't get employed by being smart, right?

Right.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" She said, glaring and pointing her index finger to a blonde man that had part of his hair in a blue tint.

"Boomer, you hair has to be blonde, and piercings are forbidden!" She then turned to look to the bored black haired male that stood next to 'Boomer'. She did the same to him and then, glaring, took a step back.

"Butch" she said darkly "use at least all of you shirt buttons and a belt. You look like a whore" She had said, and she wouldn't retract.

They boys also returned her dark look before they tried to walk through her, but she was faster and closed the gate, turning and yelling to them to just enter when they had changed before asking to herself.

"Where would their so-called leader be?"

I'm also explaining that. Butch, Boomer and Brick are like the 'hotties' of the school. Boomer is known for being like a knight in shining armor, always so charming and educated, but also a rebel who liked to paint his hair and passed most of his time in the hospital due to his 'strange' experiments. Blonde with blazing deep blue eyes, he was like the only male of the Jojo family who didn't act like a brat. Almost always.

Butch was a playboy. The girls always fainted when he was near them, and he had a new girlfriend each week. He probably was the more violent person you were to ever encounter in Earth, and he liked to listen to music. Every. Time. Of. The. Day. He had black hair and forest green eyes that made the girls more crazy about him, due that he probably was the brother who worked out the most.

Brick was the oldest brother, probably around her age (not that Butch and Boomer weren't, 'cause they were, after all, siblings that were born in the very same day). He had always this 'mysterious' thing around him that made girls crazy, but he always broke their heart, for he had never accepted a girl's request of a date with him. Orange hair and blood red eyes, he was the smartest of the three.

"For the love of God, this place is full of careless people…"

She? She was red head female with a tinny temper. The bow she used to have when she was little had transformed into a normal high pony tail, that she never undid until she was asleep or if the manager of the coffee shop decided they needed to dress differently.

"Hey, Molly, did you managed to get those reports I asked you last week?" She had been walking in the halls while she was thinking till she arrived to the student's council room.

" Hey prez… is a "how to be a student" guide really needed?"

Her pink eyes glared darkly at the short woman in front of her, pink corrupting her pale blue eyes.

"Yes, of course!" She said with a little bit of more force than necessary. "If not, people will become lazy again!" The brown haired woman shook a bit before answering. "Y-yes"

The red head sighted before she headed out of the classroom to her locker. While she was watching the halls she heard too different sounds. Deciding to go for the one that was stronger and at her left, she walked towards it. There was Butch, with Boomer near to him but ignoring the situation going on in front of him. The green eyed boy had his arm in the shoulder on some girl, and even if you couldn't see it, Blossom knew he has hurting her.

"Hey, you! Stop!" Both boys turned at her with annoyance while the girl ran up to her and thanked her.

"Thank you Blossom! They were trying to make me clean their classroom , because they left a mess in there…"

"Hey, we were asking you to…"

Blossom looked to the fearfull girl at her right before sighting and glaring at the boys. Remembering the girl's name, she called her.

"Jean, go to classroom, I will talk with this two idiots."

Jean nodded before she headed off. The pink eyed girl stopped to glare at the boys before she waved a hand in front of them. "Detention for you two. And you have to wash the bathrooms for the whole week." She said as she walked away from the now fuming teenagers. Blossom really hated doing that kind of things, but they wouldn't improve if they continued like that. She then headed toward the right corridor were she had heard this other sound.

Hum, now that she tought about it, it sounded like sobs…

'Another problem?'

Walking at the dead end of the hall she found a certain carrot head that was pretty calm to the crying girl in front of him. She couldn't understand the situation so she asked.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

The red head turned his cold blood red eyes towards her, as they both stared at the other with a stoic expression. "Nothing" Brick's mouth moved just a tiny bit. The girl that had been crying ran away from the humiliation, and Blossom looked at her in pity. It wasn't the first time Brick had turned down a date and it wouldn't be the last. She totally hated him. He was cocky, and smart, but unlike his brothers, he didn't make any trouble, and she couldn't pin anything on him.

She sighted. She couldn't blame him for making good decisions in his life, or for not wanting a girlfriend. After all, Berserk Plutonium wasn't the brightest brain in the school. "I just hope you don't break every girl's heart in this school." She turned away as her long red hair hanged from her messy ponytail. She hadn't been able to brush her hair today's morning, so it had taken her sister Bubbles a bit of time to make her hairstyle better than what it had been when she arrived at school. While she walked away to her next class, she tought 'Men that make women cry. I hate them'.

. . . . .

Blossom arrived to her house. It had two floors, and it was pretty beaten up, with old looking blue color, and a little garden outside. It had at least 3 trees, and that was one of the thing that made it beautiful, and when you adjusted you vision some grades to the right just when the sun was setting, it was one of the most marvelous sights. It was an ancient building, and whatever the material was, it looked translucent and beautiful with a light blu, green and pink colors; and she loved her home. Bubbles wouldn't arrive from the cheerleading practice till later, so the only ones home were…

Buttercup and the Professor.

They called him that because he used to teach in the same high school Blossom went to, but he got fired.

She opened the black wood door of the house as she entered it. "I'm home!" She yelled at no one in particular. Leaving her backpack in the front, she headed towards the living room, not noticing a newspaper in the floor. "Hey, what's this…?" She couldn´t finish her question before she fell into the hole that had been hidden under the newspaper. Noticing it had been some kind of I-pulled-a-prank-in-you-with-one-of-the-destroyed-parts-of-our-house only her brunette sister could do, she went silent a minute of two till she gave up trying to take her feet out of the hole.

"BUTTERCUUUUUUPPPP!"

In a flash of green, a black mass of fur… I mean hair was seen descending the stairs. It had attached big green curious eyes that opened groggily. Apparently, she had woken up her sleeping sister. Ups. She noticed that even if her sister still had the upper part of her uniform on, she had changed her skirt for some jeans. There was just one thing Buttercup hated more than pink.

Skirts.

She looked surprised at the furious female in front of her before she looked at her in a I-can't-believe-you-fell-for-that look and proceded to facepalm herself. Then, waving at her sister, she took one of her hands and pulled hard. Like, really hard. Buttercup was also known for being the strongest in the family, not to say having the most pronounced curves. Right after Blossom's ones, of course.

"Why did you did that?" The family had tryied endlessly to make Buttercup talk in ANY way, but she wouldn't budge. In fact, she always carried this pitch black notebbok in a pouch on her hip, and a black pen. That was the way she communicated.

She took the little notebook out of there and quickly scribbled. 'When I came here I fell into one of those'

"And you tought it would be ok to hide it beneath a paper because…?!"

The brunette also mock-giggled as she wrote. 'I knew you would fell for that one!'

The pink eyed girl just sighted as she ran a hand through her hair, before her sister tapped her in the shoulder.

"What?!" She may have asked the girl with a bit more force than necessarily, but, come on! She wasn't going to leave Buttercup unpunished for that!-

Buttercup turned again with a sigh before she wrote quickly something, and pulled out the note, leaving it to her sister before she entered the dining room. Blossom looked puzzled by this, but read the note before her eyes widened at realization and surprise. "Buttercup! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAID THAT BEFORE!?" She asked her sister before running up to their room, changing into some old jeans and a white&red polo shirt, tripping in the process of going down the stairs before shouting "I´m going! See you later!" The door was closed with a loud TUD, before her sister exclaimed "Aw, come on! First the floor and now the gates?!, This is going to cost many bucks…"

Buttercup chuckled at her sister's antics before leaving a note to the Professor in the kitchen next to a plate full of some special soup before also leaving the house. She WAS very shy, but that didn't mean that laughing at her sister would made her braver. She felt comfortable with her family, not with unknown strangers. She was heading towards the door also when she picked up the little piece of paper she had wrote in hand. She tucked it in the nearby trash can before running out of the house, when she noticed she was late for work.

'Blossom' the note said. 'Miss Bellum called a while ago. She asked if you could fill Samantha in, because apparently she is sick. Oh, and you must hurry. She also said that today was normal day and you know you take a lot of time changing into that cute maid dress..'

. . . . .

"Welcome back, Master!"

"Please let me show you to you seats, master" A blonde girl said while she guided a boy that was grinning like an idiot. Blossom, or Blossy, as she was known here, sighted as another woman with red hair placed a hand in shoulder. She had long and messy hair that had a Red bow in the back. She was wearing a short red dress. Her bangs where long enough to cover her eyes, but Blossom could swear she had seen a sparkling gold beneath them. The woman proceeded to thank Blossom for coming and covering up for Samantha.

"Really Blossom, I don't know what I would be doing without you, and sorry for asking you to come…" The red head… never mind, Blossom smiled sweetly at the other woman before answering. "It was no problem, I mean; I need to cover up for some things in my house…"

"Hey, Blossy!"

At the mention of her name, she turned around and smiled to the young boy that was seating in a table. "Yes, Master?"

The boy grinned goofily before asking "Can you bring me another chocolate and Vanilla sunshine milkshake?" Her cheeks were momentarily colored a light pink that made her look cuter, if possible. "Chocolate and vanilla sunshine milkshake, right? I will bring you one in a moment…"

. . . .

Moments later

. . . .

"Arggg!" Blossom was currently taking out the coffee's trash bag to a dark alley that was in the back door of the shop. "I have been working here for a long time, but I can't get used to it" She didn't have many free time in the student's council, and even if the maid latte did paid really good, she still needed money. Buttercup wanted to be a profesional soccer player, or a chef... And Bubbles had this thing for dresses… She needed the money to help pay with her sisters careers. She never tought about having one, but if she did it would definetelly be something where she could think. She was too smart for her age, so she didn´t needed to study, but she did either way because she didn't want to feel unprepared. Maybe something scientific? If she ended being an important person in the science world she could definetely help her family. She was to concentrated in her toughts that she didn't noticed someone looking at her back. She shivered at the tought of someone of the school finding her. No, than couldn't happen! She was far away from school, and nobody entered dark alleys in the night, right?

Right.

As she finished comforting herself, she again felt a pair of eyes look at her, but she ignored it, and was going to open the door when a voice too familiar for her liking reached her ears.

"Wow"

She breathed in really quickly, and gasped, turning to look right into…

…into blood red eyes.

"Such a surprise, it's a maid. Or should I say… prez Blossom?"

Shit.

So… how was it? Good? Bad? Horrible?! I'm cutting this chapter in the middle because I need to finish my homework, but I'm writing the next part by tomorrow (if you review!) Yes, I know it was kind of short but I wrote it just today, in 3 hour aprox. and I was watching the anime and writting it at the same time! So, it took a while for me to end it. I might write tomorrow Bubbling Chocolate and then Exotic Buttercup and then this one again...

Z YAA!