Here's another one-shot. Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the story plot!

Kaoru's POV

I groaned, emerging from the bathroom. It's that lovely time of the month again. Momoko, Miyako, and The Professor were asleep, considering it's past midnight. My stomach wouldn't leave me alone! I can't cook because the last time I did, the kitchen almost burned to the ground. Momoko almost killed me the last time I tried waking her up, so that's out of the question. As for Miyako, she only knows how to print pictures of food onto shirts. And don't even get me started on The Professor's cooking skills. The only person that'd be up this late at night would be... A smile crawled on my face as I walked into my room, plopping down on my chair that stood in front of my computer. I logged onto my Facebook to search for his name.

Berserk, Blade, Blare, Blaze, Brat, Brute...

Ah!

Butch.

I pressed his name after the little green light appeared next to it, indicating that he was online. My cursor landed on top of the 'Message' button and opened it up. I started to type.

To: Butch

Sent at: 2:04 am from Tokyo, Japan. Subject: Food.

From: Kaoru

Ey Butch, u mind bringin me som MickeyDeeys? Please?

I waited patiently in my chair, checking through our old messages. Geez, we always talk about the most weirdest things. We went from talking about how stupid school was to the possibility of attending a dinner hosted by the president. It didn't take Butch long to reply.

To: Kaoru

Sent at: 2:06 am from Tokyo, Japan. Subject: I dunno.

From: Butch

Hm, no idea Kao, its pretti late and Brickhead mite b pised at me if i went..

I frowned, but nonetheless answered him.

To: Butch

Sent at: 2:07 am from Tokyo, Japan. Subject: Ok.

Oh, ok. Thx aniways Butch. Gud nite, & dont 4get we hav soccer practice 2morrow.

After sending the message, I waited for a reply. He always sends me a 'Haha, alrite Kao, nite' before we stopped texting each other. Ten minutes passed and he still hasn't texted me back. It kind of hurt. You know, not getting that message. I noticed the little green dot turn into a small phone-like icon, saying he was using his Facebook through his phone. I picked up my phone and went through the contacts until I found his name.

Butchie Boy.

I started to text him one more time.

To: Butchie Boy

Sent at: 2:18 am from Tokyo, Japan.

Hey! y arent u ansering me?

I laid down on my bed and turned the lights off, thinking about Butch. We've been good friends since...well...forever. At first, the thought of us being together never passed through my head. That is, until the day our siblings started teasing about us having a secret relationship. They always suspected we went on secret dates or something like that. It always irritated me, but I'd just drag Butch out before we could break anything. He'd always chill with me, buy me some food, and drive me around. Plus, he'd never ask for something in return. The thought made me smile. My phone vibrated, letting me know I had a text.

From: Butchie Boy

Sent at: 2:23 am from Tokyo, Japan.

Srry it tuk me long, but luk out ur window.

One of my eyebrows rose at the text. I got up and did what he asked, completely suspicious. What waited for me outside made me grin. There, out on the curb, was Butch. He looked up from his phone and smiled at me, wagging a bag of McDonalds at me. I quietly opened the window and flew to where he was. Butch smirked at me.

"On your lovely time of the month?," he asked.

I rolled my eyes playfully and crossed my arms. "Maybe. How'd you know, stalker?"

"Because you said 'please' on the message you sent me," he laughed, showing me the text.

A small huff left my throat. "Shut up."

He looked from me to the bag. "You know something, Kao?"

"What?"

"I always buy you things, but never ask for anything in return."

"Yeah..."

"But right now, I want you to give me something valuable to you."

My body stiffened. What does he want from me? My blankie? My favorite t-shirt? My comput-.

I stopped worrying about those things when Butch put two fingers under my chin and made me look up at him. He spoke softly.

"Kaoru, have you ever had your first kiss?"

Wait a second. Nani?

"M-my first kiss? Um, no," I sputtered.

"Well," he murmured, leaning in," I'm going to change that."

His eyes started to close while his lips got near mine.

"Butch?," I managed to call before he pressed our lips together.

He slipped his arms around my waist and shifted his head to deepen the kiss. I blushed. This is my first kiss.

With my counterpart.

Who's also my best friend.

'Might as well make it a memorable first kiss,' I thought with a small smile.

My eyes closed as I answered to his affection. Butch tried to hug me closer to him, but something stopped him.

Crush!

We leaned away from each other to look at his hand. My face was full of horror.

"My food!," I cried, taking the bag and looking at its contents.

Large fries, Big Mac, cookies, ketchup. I sighed in relief. Everything was still intact. Butch snatched the bag and raised it over his head.

"Hey!," I whined, reaching for it.

"Ah-ah-ah," Butch teased, pointing a finger to his lips and sticking his chin out.

I pouted, thought about the food, then reconsidered. He waited patiently as I debated silently in my mind.

Kiss Butch and get food, or don't kiss Butch and get no food.

The first one sounds more promising. I pressed our lips together and put my hands behind his neck. He put the bag on the ground, then brought me closer to his chest. We stayed like that for a while. His fingers went through my tangled hair, untangling it. I caressed his skull with my finger tips. He smiled in the kiss, which made me do the same.

"Be my girlfriend?," he asked into my lips.

Butterflies started to fly around my stomach. They almost escaped, but I pushed them down.

"Yeah."

He spun me around and threw me up in the air, jumping up with me a second later. I floated around the night sky, landing on a soft cloud. Butch joined me and wrapped an arm around my waist, pushing us closer together. I rested my head on his shoulder and looked out to the city. The lights were shining, cars zoomed past each other, and people walked around. This made my muscles relax.

"Do you mind giving me my food?," I asked without even glancing at him.

He chuckled and brought out the bag from behind his back. I eyed it hungrily and took the contents out, sitting down. Butch sat next to me and ate one of my fries. I took a bite out of the Big Mac, then passed it to Butch, who gladly bit a chunk out. We finished the fries and started chomping on the cookies. A conversation started.

"Happy 2-minute anniversary," he joked, pecking my lips.

"Aww, you remembered!," I giggled mockingly.

"Of course I would, honey," he laughed.

"So, what did you bring me? An engagement ring?," I chortled.

"Psh, screw that. I would've brought a Ring Pop," he chuckled.

"What flavor?," I asked.

"Watermelon, of course," he said, bringing me on his lap.

I rested my head on his chest and heard his heart beat. It was beating really fast. When I was about to ask him about it, I noticed he was leaning down again. Our lips met again. I could tell he was eating some mints.

"What are you two doing?"

We jumped from each other and snapped our heads to see Brick and Momoko. They looked sleepy and ticked off.

"Um, hi?," I greeted nervously.

"What are you doing out of the house?," Momoko snapped viciously.

"Just hanging out with me," Butch defended.

"And what were you doing sneaking out of the house?," Brick hissed.

Butch sweat-dropped, obviously struggling to come up with an excuse.

Miyako and Boomer showed up, happy as could be. Morning people... My blonde sister saw my pleading eyes and nodded. She gently took Momoko by the arm and led her back to the house, telling her that I'm old enough to be out this late. Butch must've convinced Boomer to do the same thing with Brick because they were following the girls into the house the exact way. I looked at Butch, who was looking back at me. We kept on staring at each other, but then my face faltered. A smile broke out and we both started laughing as loud as we could.

"That-haha-was-hahaha-random!," I chocked out between laughs.

Butch almost fell off the cloud, which made laugh even more. It took us a while to calm down, but we did. Butch pecked my cheek and carried me bridal style.

"Where are we going?," I questioned.

"Back to your room. I'm sleepy," he yawned.

His breath was still minty. I rested my head on his chest and let him take me back into the house. When we passed Momoko and Miyako's rooms, we noticed that they were sleeping with Brick and Boomer. I locked their doors.

"Might as well stay with you tonight," Butch smirked, walking us to my room.

We laid down and turned off the lights. I made sure my door was locked, too. The Professor wouldn't be so happy seeing the guys sleeping over without permission. My body plopped itself next to Butch's as he draped a blanket over us. Something hit me.

"Butch, we left the trash back at the cloud."

He took a minute to answer. "Screw it. There isn't any law about leaving trash on clouds."

Here's a Butchercup One-shot. Enjoy! Oh, and a Blue One-shot will be coming soon, too.