Hey everyone! I'm so sorry! : (

I didn't mean to take this long to update.

I started to watch a new anime and got to into it to stop and type.

Without further ado, the next chapter.

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Butch waited underneath the stage just listening to the screams of the girls. His prep team was fixing the last minute things when his brothers, who were also his managers, came over and told them to leave. "Okay, this is the last thing we do before we go on the European Tour." Brick said checking off his read emails on his PDA.

"You're ganna knock them dead." Boomer said happily. "But don't actually kill anyone, please." He finished off with a tease. Butch just rolled his eyes at his little brother.

"Do I really have to do all this? When I want to perform, I don't want to do it because of a political favor." Butch said angrily.

"Well, too bad." Boomer said, as Brick and he walked away from him. He then gave the signal for the concert to start, and Butch rose onto the stage. Everybody started to scream their heads off as the concert begin. There were signs everywhere, all saying either 'I love Butch' or 'Butch marry me'. Butch wished he could get to know at least one of the girls. He wasn't talking about having a girlfriend or anything romantic, just someone to talk to that isn't family. Brick had him on so many tours and performing so many concerts in the span of a month or two, that he never got to know anyone. He felt like he was constantly the new kid in school. Even if he hated the fact that he basically became an object wanted by everyone, he did love performing. The adrenalin running through his veins, the crowd's full attention on him alone, it was the best feeling to him. However, the concert was over quickly. Butch wished it could have lasted a little longer but he had already done three encores. `

When Brick had basically forced him to end it, he walked back to his dressing room to cool down before he was driven to a penthouse suite. He dropped himself down in one of the given chairs and closed his eyes for a little nap. It didn't last long before there was a knock on the door. "It's open! You can come in!" Butch yelled, thinking it was one of his brothers. But when the door opened to revel to girls, Butch was interested. The girl on the right was the shorter of the two. She had long brown hair and a soft looking face. She wore a shirt with none other than himself on it and a little green apple necklace. She also held a poster with, again big surprise, him on it. But it was smile on her face that told him she wanted to be the future Mrs. Butch Jojo. The girl on the left was much harder to read. She had short black hair as dark as his, but hers had green streaks. She had on a green belly shirt with a small black leather jacket over it. She also had a belly ring of a small yellow flower resting nicely above low riding black skinny jeans and knee high black leather boots. The whole look was total badass and Butch loved it. Nothing but the green she wore would hint to liking his music, but that is just what made him even more interesting.

"OMG! I … am standing… in front of … Butch!" The shorter girl screamed. "Buttercup, can you believe this?"

"No, I'm shaking in my boots." The girl named Buttercup said but it was drenched in sarcasm. Butch didn't think a name like 'Buttercup' fit this rock 'n' roll kind of chick. The fascinating woman then turned from her friend to face Butch. "Hello," she said with no emotion on her face or in her voice. "Sorry to interrupt your 'alone' time, but my friend her would love to ask you a question."

The shorter girl walked forward, and held out the poster. It looked as if many girls had fought over it with its many wrinkles and rips. "I am… I'm Ro…Robin. Can… can you… please… if it is no trouble of course, I don't want to cause you any problems." She stuttered. Butch had to try with all his might not to laugh at the girl in front of him. He took the marker out of a little cup of writing utensils, and then signed the poster. Robin screamed and squeezed the poster close to her.

Butch then turned to Buttercup and held out the marker meaning to sign something of hers. "You want something?" He asked but he could have guessed the answer. He just wanted to talk to her, and find out if he could push her buttons.

Buttercup looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Not meaning to burst your bubble, but I don't like you as much as my friend here." Buttercup said pointing over at Robin. Who had started to flit around the room and look and touch off of Butch's things. Buttercup rolled her eyes at her easily amused friend.

Butch took a step closer to Buttercup so that there was just a foot of space between them. "Is that true?" He asked coolly.

"Yea," Buttercup responded taking a small back, feeling a little uncomfortable at his closeness. "The thing is I am only here because Robin asked me to be here. Her birthday is coming up and I thought I might as well do what she wants for a birthday gift." They both looked at her again. "But anyway, thank you for making her life, but we…" Butch interrupted her by grabbing her hand. He then took the marker and started to write on her soft pale skin. When Buttercup was able to get her hand back, noticed not only the guys name but also his phone number. Butch smiled with pride as her eyes grew wide and then small with anger. "We have to go now." She growled out through clenched teeth. She grabbed her friend by her hand and dragged her out of the room.

"Wait! I didn't get his number yet! How are we supposed to talk without exchanging phone numbers?" Robin cried as she reached towards her idol. Buttercup didn't respond and just continued to drag her friend away and past Butch's brothers.

"Don't worry about that. Your friend already has it." Butch thought with a smirk.

Brick noticed the girls and the wide smirk on his brother's face. "She looks …um angry." He stated watching her go. "I'm going to guess she didn't come in that way."

"Hey, when does the European Tour start?" Butch asked as he watched the two girls walk away and gradually become smaller and smaller.

After a quick glance at his PDA brick said, "The first concert is a week from Monday. So we should probably be there by next Sunday, just to get everything ready. Why did you ask?"

"Wait, Brick," Boomer said hiding behind Brick. "He has that look in his eyes! Don't give into anything he has to say."

"Oh, come on." Butch said sending an evil glare towards his younger brother. Butch always thought of Boomer as a little kid, not that he didn't act like he was a little kid anyway. "It's not that bad."

"I think I would like to hear the whole plan before I decide what we will be doing." Brick said taking one of the chairs.

"Why would you?" Boomer said taking the other chair in the room. "We both know that he won't listen to us. He will do whatever he pleases just like he has always done."

"I want to stay in town for a little while." Butch said looking at his brothers for a reaction.

"This wouldn't have to do with the girl that stormed out of here before does it?" Brick asked with a smirk. Butch smirked as well. "I guess that's the plan."

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SO there is chapter 2.

Sorry again that it took so long to update.

I will be faster on the updates for the next chapter.