Hi everyone! I just wanted to get a few things cleared out for ya here BC and Butch are 17 The writing, I believe, is a tad bit choppier then my usual writing (Though I'm not quite sure why maybe I'm going to suck mode who knows) Butch has a nick name for Buttercup it's 'Busy' cause if you say 'BC' fast it sounds like 'Busy' teehee I think it's cute ok well heres the story

Disclaimer: I don't own the powerpuff girls I suck

Chapter 1

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Buttercup looked at her watch 7:30 PM he would be home in a half hour

'What am I doing?' she asked herself. 'How can I do this to him? I love him.'

Buttercup was dying inside. They had been going out for 5 months and they loved each other very much, but she had never loved before. She thought that the love they held for each other would fade into nothing and she would be left with that empty feeling that she had long before she met him. She wanted some love to still be there if they ever did break up, so that they would remain friends. She was afraid it wouldn't be there at all in the end if they kept the relationship going, so she was going to stop it while there was still love in his eyes.

'8:00 I guess this is it.' Buttercup picked up the phone and punched in Butch's phone number. It rang twice and she heard someone pick up.

"Road kill café you kill it, we grill it" Said the voice of a young man.

"Boomer, where's Butch?" Buttercup asked into the receiver.

"Yeah, hold on Hey Butch! Your love-slaves on the phone!" he screamed. Buttercup felt a knot in her stomach as he said that. She heard footsteps and someone pick up the phone.

"Hello?" She heard Butch's voice ask.

"Hey Butch." She said.

"Hey, Busy. What's up?"

"Nothing really I kind of need to talk to you" She asked in a very serious tone. This scared Butch. Buttercup's never serious. "I've been thinking about it for a while and" She struggled to say the words. "I think we should break up." She choked out. Butch was mortified. She couldn't be serious could she? They were doing so well.

"What are you talking about? We're great together. We love each other don't we?" He asked her, innocent as a child.

"Oh, Butch. I do love you. I'm just so afraid that if we ever break up, I'll lose you completely. I still want to be your friend. Friends never lose their love." Buttercup said, trying to make things better. Just then, Butch heard something on the radio come on.

'I did enough to show you that I was willing to give and sacrifice

And I was the one who was lifting you up

When you thought your life had had enough

When I get close you turn away, nothing that I can do or say

So now I need you to tell me the truth

You know I would do that for you

So why are you running away?

Why are you running away?'

'How fucking convenient.' Butch thought bitterly. "Turn of the fucking radio, Brick!" Butch screamed at his red brother. "Look, I gotta go I'll talk to you some other time." Butch said to Buttercup, his anger turning quickly from rage to sadness. With that, Butch hung up the phone, without even a goodbye.

Buttercup hung up her phone as well. She was so confused. It wasn't supposed to be like that. That was supposed to help them be better friends. She did it to save them from ever hating each other. Maybe everything would be ok in a few days.

"Hey, bro You alright?" Boomer asked his older brother.

"I'm fine" Butch replied.

"You don't look fine It looks like you got something in your eye."

"I'm FINE! Just leave me alone!" Butch screamed as he punched the wall and walked out of the room.

The following month

Weeks past and the two green kids said nothing to each other. They both felt the need to call the other, but not wanting to make fools of themselves in case the other would reject them, they kept completely to themselves. One day while Buttercup was online, she received a message form her counterpart.

Butch47: Hey girl. How are you?

BC23: I'm doing good. What about you?

Butch47: I'm doing my hair. I'm gonna put it in dreadlocks. Princess is doing it for me.

Buttercup felt a stab of jealousy. Her worst enemy, doing his hair. She was ready to yell at him for it and quickly stopped herself. He wasn't hers anymore. She made sure of that last month. She wished she could turn back the clock so she could take away the hurt. Her thoughts were interrupted by a new message.

Butch47: Ok, well she's ready so I gotta go.

BC23: Alright, have fun, but not too much.

Butch47: Bye. I love you

There was a long pause when Buttercup read that last part. He still felt for her? If only

Butch47: Do you still love me?

Silence yet again. She stared at the words that made her hands shake. What was her answer? Why was she so confused at what she wanted to say?

BC23: Of course You're my best friend

Not quite what Butch wanted to hear, but it was better then a no

Butch47: Bye Busy

Buttercup stared at his last words before he signed off. She felt a tear roll down her cheek and onto the keyboard. Things were supposed to be better then they were if she did it for them to be better why were they so shitty? And why did she feel so bad? As she went up to her room to do her homework, she couldn't help but wonder what the future could bring.

Ooooh what WILL the future bring??? MWAHAHAHA!!! Ok well I'm off to write the next chapter so that means you should be off reviewing my gay story! Go on What are you waiting for? Review the story.