An idea that just popped into my mind...I really liked the concept of it. I'll see how it goes :)

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The chatter around the table subsided as the gentle clinking of a spoon against a wineglass was heard, and a second later a tall male rose from the head of the table, grinning widely at the family and friends that sat before him. He sighed in composure, reciting the speech he'd mentally prepared the night before.

"I just wanted to say…" He cleared his throat loudly. "Thank you all for coming-"

"You're WELCOME!" A young girl said loudly from down the table. Buttercup was grinning widely, a half full beer dangling from her hand. She hiccupped drunkenly and giggled to herself, her black bob of hair slightly messy. She certainly looked tipsy. The male chuckled with the crowd and continued.

"Yes, thank you for coming. I really appreciate it." He grinned down at the girl next to him, his icy blue eyes twinkling as he pulled gently on her hand, tugging her upward. She rose nervously, her cheeks warm. "We both do."

The people at the table clapped generously, beaming at the couple before them. He continued, facing the girl next to him with a grin on his face.

"And…If I may…" He grabbed both of her hands and her grin faltered slightly, looking up at the boy before her apprehensively. "I'd like to ask my lovely lady a question."

A sharp gasp rose in her throat as her boyfriend dropped down on one knee in front of everyone at the table. She felt as though she'd topple right off her black high heels as she stared down at her boyfriend, who was now reaching into his pocket.

Please no…She mentally begged him. It'll just make it so much harder.

"Blossom" He smiled at her, his icy blue eyes twinkling as he held up a small, velvet jewelry box. He opened it, exposing a diamond ring that only he could buy with his salary. Her family and friends seemed to hold their breath. Bubbles' gasp seemed loudest. "…Will you marry me?"

Her hand went to her chest as she felt her heart stop. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat, unable to say anything. She stood there and gaped for a while, emotions running through her at one hundred miles an hour. She nervously glanced across to the table that lay before her, the professor, her sisters, all of her friends were leaning forward anxiously, eager to hear that sweet word- yes.

She bit her lip, looking back down at her boyfriend. She couldn't do it- she knew she was making the biggest mistake of her life, but she couldn't look into those eyes and reject him. She heaved a sigh, tears welling in her eyes as she realised what a predicament she had gotten herself into.

"Y-yes Dexter" She finally gasped. "I…I will marry you."

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Blossom wrapped her jacket around her in comfort, trying to wipe away her tears. She could still think of them, her family swarming her with congratulations and squeals of excitement…her sister Bubbles jumping up and down and already planning her dress shopping. Buttercup was already going on about the bachelorette party. Dexter just stood there beaming, an arm around her waist. It was torture…she could hardly hold back her tears. She'd just returned home to her apartment, Dexter kissing her sweetly as he said goodnight to her at the doorstep.

Dexter, always the gentlemen. Always the sweetheart.

She let out another sob. She could hardly look herself in the mirror anymore. She was Blossom- the good one, the leader. How could she? She could hardly recognize herself anymore. She'd lost herself sometime in growing up. Now she stood- a young woman at 21, and she had somehow lost her childhood personality. She'd given into temptation…crossed over to the dark side.

People called her 'lucky' they called her 'perfect'…but she knew better. She knew she was more than a successful journalist, beautiful young woman with a loving boyfriend who was on his way to becoming a terrific scientist.

She knew she didn't love him as much as she did someone else.

Unable to stand the truthful silence that seemed to suffocate her any longer, she arose from the couch and grabbed her shoes and threw on a scarf, locking her front door behind her. She took the lift down to the underground car park that was beneath her apartment building almost automatically, having taken the same trip almost every second night.

She started up her red sedan, the guilt already coming to her. She tried to shake it off, but tonight she couldn't ignore it- the big sparkling diamond ring on her finger said it all. She tried her best to ignore it, but it sparkled at her - judging her.

She drove down the highway, escaping the well off district she lived in and towards Downtown, towards the 'slummier' part of town. She drove through the streets expertly, knowing the route like the back of her hand. A few tears escaped her eyes as she parked on the street and unbuckled her seatbelt, locking her car behind her. She strutted into the nearest apartment building (the lock on the door had been broken for the longest time) and pulled her jacket around her in comfort, trying to ignore the ring she still felt on her left ring finger.

She pressed the filthy button for the elevator with a manicured nail, trying to sniff back her tears. She probably looked a mess, her eye makeup all runny and disgusting. She ran a hand across her face and stepped into the elevator, pressing the top button.

The doors opened, and the guilt seemed to ebb through her. She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself as she shuffled down the hall, ready to burst into tears at any second. Even without looking at the number she knew she had reached his door. She knocked on it numbly- knowing it was midnight, but he wouldn't care.

The door opened, and she found she couldn't look up. Instead she concentrated on the off white carpet beneath her. His bare feet appeared, half covered by the long, navy jeans he wore. Her gaze travelled up his leg and towards his hips, where his jeans sat perfectly, his abs exposed in all of their glory. In his hand he was dangling an empty beer bottle. She heard him scoff.

"Well…Well….Well…." He purred to her in that rough, sexy tone. "Babe."

Her eyes suddenly locked with his- those deep, blood red pupils that were gazing down at her with utter lust and desire. Those eyes looked deeply into hers- red into pink. Her pink eyes were so wide, so innocent, and they were framed by smeared mascara. She suddenly broke, tears esaping her eyes as she gazed at him. He frowned, his face becoming almost dangerous as he saw the tears on her face.

She looked up at him, everything about him screamed danger. She could just imagine what the professor, or her sisters, or Dexter would say if they ever found out…if they ever knew. He still wore his childhood red cap on his head, backwards, and his deep rust coloured hair poked out at all angles, covering his ears and the back of his neck.

She suddenly burst into tears, and threw herself onto his naked muscular chest.

"Oh, Brick!" She sobbed, her tears trailing down his stomach. She sniffed, her body screaming for any sign of comfort or affection from him. "Brick…"

The beer bottle dropped to the floor as his muscular arms wrapped around her form, hugging her closer to him. He dipped his head low so he was looking into her face. He ran a few fingers along her forehead, brushing the hair out of her eyes.

"Babe…" He cooed to her over her sobs. "Babe…what's up? Tell me."

He spoke in such a rough, demanding way Blossom choked up, nuzzling closer to him. It felt so wrong, thoughts of Dexter echoed through her mind. Three years…three long years it had been going on. She felt so awful, like she'd been stringing Dexter along. Now the evidence was clear, the diamond ring on her finger. She hugged her hand close to her, wanting to hide the truth…but she knew she couldn't hide it from Brick long. He'd find out.

She looked up at him, his eyes gleaming with passion. She sniffed, tears running down her cheeks as she faced him, her head raised towards his face. Without another word she crashed her lips onto his, wanting him more than ever. He had his way…of making her feel like nothing else mattered except them. She wanted it then. She wanted to forget her troubles then and there. He wrapped his powerful arms around her back, skimming lower to her butt and cupping it, making her gasp. He kissed her back with force, both lovers groaning into the kiss.

A few more tears fell from Blossom's eyes as she finally jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist. He supported her, hugging her closer to him and kissing her with ferocity. He moved on to her neck, chest…soon he had kicked the front door shut and she was pressed against the wall, crying but yet gripping his hair tightly, urging him on.

"Brick…" She groaned, sniffing. "Brick…"

His hands found the straps of her shirt and he pulled it off in one quick movement. He began to kiss her, airy kisses along her collarbone. She gasped, her fingers clawing around his belt. But yet she bit her lip.

"Brick…" She mumbled, her head pressed against the wall. "This…this has to end."

"I know" He mumbled, running his tongue along her ear. "I know Baby…I know."

His hands found her jeans and his fingers gripped the zipper threateningly, pulling it down. She bit her lip, trying to contain the desire that pumped through her.

"Brick-" She hissed, gasping. "I- I have to talk to you."

"Mmm" He mumbled in recognition, going back to kissing her neck as he hoisted up higher.

Blossom bit her lip, hating herself at this very moment. In a rush of excitement her lips quickly found his and they were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing with intensified heat. Brick gripped the young girl's hand in excitement, but suddenly paused, ripping away from her.

Blossom frowned. "Wh-"

They both looked down at the hand he was holding, her left hand. The diamond ring glinted in the limited light of the room, glistening at both of them hauntingly. Brick dropped her hand, his red eyes now blazing.

"You said you'd end it."

"I know I did." Blossom told him, unable to look him in the eye. She felt the same tears itch at her eyes as she hugged herself. "I…I know…I just couldn't-"

"Why?" Brick growled at her, now folding his arms angrily. "Why Blossom? I thought you loved me."

She looked up at him, he looked furious, but painfully she could see beyond that. Beyond that tough exterior, beyond those fuming eyes…she could see…hurt.

"I'm so sorry." She sobbed at him, trying to grab his hand. "Brick-"

He yanked his hand away, glaring at her. "You've clearly made your choice." He spat back at her and she broke as she saw his retreating back. Not Brick…not him. Anybody but him.

"Brick" She tried to explain. "Please let me-"

"Give it up Bloss" He growled. "You just use me don't you?" His pained eyes glared at her. "You're ashamded of me Huh Bloss? If you weren't you would have told someone, you would have shared what we had. You would have told that prick you love me, and you would have told your sisters and your dad and-"

"What about YOU?" She spat back, tears flooding down her face. She sobbed, but didn't pause. "I don't see your broadcast to your brothers how much you love me? Or is that just some lie to get in my pants?" She looked pained, hurt as she realised the words escaping her lips. Brick's heart seemed to snap.

"Don't put that back on me Blossom!" He yelled at her, furious. "You know that's not true!"

"Then what?" She sobbed, slumped against the wall. Her bottom lip trembled and her whole body seemed to have given up. She gave a heart wrenching cry. "I'm just nothing to you?"

"Don't put that on me" He growled lowly, his whole chest rumbling. He glared at her. "You KNOW I love you, You've always known that. I'm not the one who's engaged."

With that he turned sharply, hoping he left a big mark on the girl behind him. He did. She sobbed painfully, sliding down the wall and landing in a heap. She felt lost, alone and confused. She didn't know what she was doing or hwo she felt. There were two men in her life and she had to choose…yet she couldn't. Everything was so damn complicated. She buried her face in her hands and cried.

Brick paused, his hand on his bedroom doorknob. He closed his eyes, hearing the girl's sobs echo in his ears. He turned around, looking at her pathetic, helpless form. He felt a lump form in his throat. He couldn't leave her…He would never leave her.

He loved her.

He walked back to the girl and dropped beside her, lifting her into his arms and hugging her close to his muscular chest. Blossom clung to him gratefully, feeling like she had nobody else in the world.

"Babe…" he murmured, holding her head next to his heart. "We'll get through this…I promise."

She coughed roughly, hugging him back. She kissed him sweetly again, looking into his eyes pleadingly. He kissed her back, caressing her cheek lovingly. She kissed him again, and he returned it. In a matter of seconds they were both on the floor, kissing each other passionately.

"I need you, Brick." Blossom confessed as he held her close, on top of her. "I need you in my life…more than anything."

Brick groaned with want, looking down at the girl beneath him with sheer amazement. "I need you too, Blossom."

"A villain and a hero" She tried to smile, but her tears gave it away. "W-who would have thought…huh?"

He smirked, kissing her neck. "We thought."

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