Hello everyone! This chapter isn't as good as the last one, in my opinion that is, but I just felt like doing it, so here it is.

This story is dedicated to my lovely cousins Mara and Irina (yrynna).

Thanks yrynna, Konfused Kitty, CamillaMB and Hairy Gregory for reviewing my last chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Puff Girls. If I did Bubbles would be the one in pink, not Blossom!

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Chapter 2: Reflecting

The girls couldn't go to sleep after that dream. They decided not to tell the Professor unless it proved to be something very important. And it wasn't that serious, right? It was just a dream, a nightmare. A nightmare that scared them to death, but above all it confused them more than anything.

"We don't need to worry him with a silly dream" Blossom said. In fact she really wanted to talk with someone about this, but she was a little afraid of what the Professor would say if she told him everything. She kept the part that puzzled her the most to herself.

"Dreams are desires or fears of the one who's dreaming. I'm not afraid of doing that, not even with him. Does that mean that I want it to happen? Or is this a sign? Does this mean something?". Questions like these were permanently on Blossom's mind. She just couldn't understand. She had to tell someone, but this wasn't something easy. The leader of the Power Puff Girls dreaming of kissing the leader of the Rowdy Ruff Boys isn't something that you could call even a little bit normal.

The whole night, those things haunted the Pink Puff's head. After a while she began to think that by having that dream she literally betrayed her family, her duty, everything.

"No! Blossom, stop thinking ridiculous things! It's not your fault that you had this stupid, idiotic dream! So stop going insane because of it!" she said in her mind. She closed her eyes, trying to relax but instead of the usual darkness, his face popped in her head. "No! NO! NO! STOP IT!" she shouted to her mind. "I need to calm down!" she thought looking around the room. She saw herself kissing him. "God please take me now!" she silently pleaded, while looking at the ceiling. "No, forget what I said! I need some cold water!" she thought jumping out of bed and running to the bathroom.

Buttercup saw her sister and stood up ready to go after her but when she heard the bathroom door closing she sat down again.

She looked at the ceiling thinking about the dream, about what had been happening in the last days and about what the Professor, her sisters and she had talked the night before. Everything was so weird. She was used to solve all problems with a good kick. But when it came to the Ruffs it wasn't that easy. With them, they always needed a good strategy and sometimes even a plan B. She sighed. She didn't want to think about the boys. "Well if I can't sleep I might as well eat something" she said to herself and walked towards the kitchen.

Bubbles turned her head to her brunette sister and remained with her gaze fixed on the door long after she disappeared. She had a little smile on her face. She touched her lips with her fingers. "It was more than a dream." she whispered. She closed her eyes thinking about what happened. "It wasn't just a dream." She said again. She smiled more, thinking of the sensation of his lips on hers. She could still feel it. "Who could've guessed he had so soft lips" she said out loud.

"Who has 'so soft lips' Bubbles?" said a voice. The blonde started opening her eyes to see her red-headed sister standing in front of her. "She heard me?" the Blue Puff thought. "Aaaa... well wha-... Octi... that's it Octi! His lips are so soft." Bubbles said. Blossom didn't look very convinced.

BEEEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEP

The Hot Line rang. "Saved by the bell." the blonde thought.

Blossom reached for it and answered "Hello Mayor?... Yes!... Oh no!... Don't worry Mayor! We'll take care of it!" She hanged up.

Buttercup entered the bedroom with some half-eaten toast in her hand. "What's up?" she asked. "The Rowdy Ruff Boys are at it again!" Blossom said. Bubbles stood up immediately and Buttercup threw her bread on the lap of a stuffed bear.

The girls got dressed in a few seconds and flew out the window heading towards Townsville.

Downtown the boys were messing up everything that got in their way. They seemed very distracted. Their minds were far away.

Boomer was absently throwing some cars in the buildings. He wasn't really thinking about what he was doing. No. He was thinking about the girl he had to destroy... the girl that was always so kind and happy... the girl that had made him feel so good last night... when she pressed her lips on his. He didn't know why he was thinking about this. He didn't say anything to his brothers. They would've laughed at him. They would've considered him even stupider that they did now. And then it was HIM too... Not wanting to think about the guy, he recalled for the 100th time that day the moment of the kiss.

Butch was the most concentrated. At least he looked that way. He was furiously smashing everything around. In fact he was trying to get his mind of what happened last night. But as hard as he tried to do something he couldn't. The images just kept coming back. "Come on Butch, you know you liked it" said a little voice in the back of his head. "What? I did not! That stupid girl just turned around and got her mouth on mine!" Butch snapped. "And you kissed her back" said the voice. "Shut the fucking Hell up!" the brunette boy yelled in his head not wanting to admit it.

Brick was just destroying anything that got in his hands. He didn't really care. He couldn't recall the part when he was fighting her. But he could remember when he was only a few inches from her. Her body was so delicate; her hair was falling so beautifully on her shoulders… The thing that he really couldn't forget was the little spark in her eyes. She seemed extremely scared at first, but he could see something else. He could see curiosity. He liked the way she looked. She was so cute. He closed his eyes. He could still feel the sensation of her lips on his. He smiled. He tried to convince himself that he hated all night it but he couldn't. He just accepted the fact that he liked the sensation. But only that. He wasn't going to admit to anyone, not even to himself, that it was anything more... He opened his eyes and saw the girls coming. He smiled at the sight of the Pink Puff, not knowing why.

Thanks for reading! It was too short, huh?

Sorry for this and sorry if I misspelled anything!