I stood in the kitchen, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms. Boomer went upstairs most likely to his room. Brick still stood in the kitchen, next to the fridge, leaning against the counter.

I went over to the fridge to get a can of Cola. As I opened the door and grabbed it, Brick wrapped his fingers around my wrist. He spun me around and shoved me against the fridge, the door closed. I was completely sandwiched between him and the door.

I swallowed, nervous. "What are you doing, Brick?" My voice shook.

He stared at me, his head tilting in the slightest. "I have to get back at Buttercup."

"What? Why? What'd you do?" I questioned, eyes narrowed.

"Nothing. She attacked me. So, I'm getting back at her."

"So what does this have to do with me?" I questioned, utterly confused.

He brought his hand to my cheek and it started heating up, burning. No, I wasn't blushing- he was burning me with his power. He smirked.

"How can someone so cold have the power to burn?" I thought out loud, on purpose.

He scowled. "Yeah? Well, I can understand why you have the power to freeze, Ice Princess."

I raised an eyebrow at him. After a small span of silence, I decided to speak. "Why did Boomer do that to Bubbles, he really upset her."

Brick shrugged, his hand working down to my neck, still burning me. It was sort of a buzz or a hum of pain of fire since I had cooled my body temperature and frosted over the overheated areas. "It's Boomer- I don't speak for him." His voice was quiet. He chuckled, his shoulders shaking with the honest laughter. "Although, that was pretty funny, seeing her expression."

My insides tightened at his laugh, making me angry. No one- I repeat, no one- laughs at my sisters and gets away with it.

I placed my hand on his chest and started to give him freezer burn. He just melted away the ice. I grabbed his biceps while he cradled me by the neck: we were both glaring at each other.

We both used our power enough where it could hurt the other person if we touched them. He tried to burn me, I tried to freeze him. And we were really close to one another.

You could see the sheen of sweat on my forehead and the water dampened Brick's hair. Brick was winning, I could tell that much but I don't think he realized it yet. I pulled him closer to me, to give him the full affect of ice. I wrapped my arms around his middle and held tightly, hugging him. He, obviously, freaked out, shutting down his heat and my frost overtaking him.

After that moment of confusion for him, he took it down and turned into his own personal heater again and held me tightly to his chest, trying to cook me like a Thanksgiving turkey. But during his time of hesitation, I had gained control over the situation, me beating him. I could feel my frost heading toward his heart. I wouldn't kill him but I'd just make him actually freeze for a while.

I laughed to myself, smiling victoriously, and went to look up at him. As I pulled my head back, Brick's swooped down, coming closer.

I sat on my floor, my knees tucked to my chest. My door opened and closed and someone was walking to my side.

I figured it was Blossom again, trying to see if I was okay. My jaw burned a little bit but not where it hurt.

I just still couldn't believe Boomer would do that to me. I mean, I guess he had an image in front of his brothers but he just could have not said anything and torture me that way. Unless… he really did want to embarrass me like that. I almost smirked, thinking of what Buttercup did to Brick to threaten him about being mean to me and Blossom… Who knew she was stronger? I mean, we could have beaten the Rowdy's when we were little if we had let Buttercup fight Brick. I knew I was stronger than Butch, and Blossom was stronger than Boomer. We were evenly matched to our counterparts but not to the others.

My sisters, nor the boys, knew this but the reason that we're all so evenly matched with our counterparts is because-

"Bubbles?"

-and I lost it.

I turned my head to see Boomer standing by my bed, shifting his weight. He was looking at the floor, a light blush on his cheeks. "What?" My voice was hoarse from wallowing and it was low and scratchy.

He looked up at me. "You okay?"

"Why would I be okay?" I cleared my throat, almost yelling the statement at him. "You embarrassed me in front of my sisters and your brothers!" I stood up, ready for an argument. "You shouldn't even try talking to me anymore."

He stepped up to me and placed his hands on the top of my arms. "I know. I know and I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you."

I eyed him carefully, finding my inner attitude- the inner attitude I learned from Buttercup. "How?"

His eyes shined before turning back to the dull dark blue. "Let me take you out tomorrow night. For dinner." I didn't respond. All I did was purse my lips. "I'm buying?" He smiled hopefully.

I sighed. "Finally." I smirked. I knew if I held it out, I'd get him to buy.

He smiled at me. "Good…" His smile was gentle and sincere, along with his eyes.

I smiled back, a little shyly I'll admit. I nodded a little, trying to hide my face. Boomer put two fingers under my chin and tilted my head up, making me look at him again. He was a lot closer than I'd noticed before…

He leaned closer to me, our noses brushing.

I was speeding away, in a total fury. I couldn't believe Butch would intentionally get me mad just so we could fight.

No, wait, scratch that. I could believe it. I just didn't want to. I mean, all I wanted was down time. My thumb was tingling once again.

Arms wrapped around my waist in a tackle and I was pulled down to the ground, thirty feet below. I would have collided face first with the grassy hill, marring up my face instantly, but whatever grabbed me turned us around and they landed on the grass, me on their chest. I already knew who it was, I recognized those arms: Butch.

After a while, we just laid there, Butch catching his breath, his arms still around me. I didn't even bother to struggle. I just laid there, limp in his tight hold.

"Why didn't you stop when I called you?" His voice was husky, rough- it sent a dark chill up my spine but it didn't freak me out.

"Because…I'm mad at you." My voice was quiet and it held no anger- I held no more anger.

Butch chuckled under me, holding me closer, more comfortably. "Yeah, you sound angry all right."

"Shut up." I mumbled, shifting my head. I wound up with my body laying next to his, my leg overlapping Butch's and his arms around me. My head was tucked into the crook of his neck.

He just laughed again, his chest heaving with the heartiness of it. My lips turned up into a small smile at hearing his rare laugh. His heartbeat was steady in my ears.

"Wow…" I whispered, looking at the sky. "It's so clear out." The sky was a bright, perfect blue with huge, fluffy clouds. The sun was almost right above us, having been an hour or so after noon. Our shadows were small.

Under us was plush, green grass; so soft and relaxing, along with the randomly scattered flowers, swaying in the gentle breeze. There were huge trees around the little meadow we landed in.

The clouds were slowly moving through the sky. I sighed, staring at the natural beauty around us. Butch's arms tightened around me and he hoisted me over him so I was completely atop him. I gasped at the sudden movement and at the look on his face. It was so… calm and- and gentle. So…

So unlike Butch.

He ran his finger down my cheek before cupping it. From where his finger was, there was a trail of heat- good heat. Comfortable, soothing. He leaned up to me and our lips brushed lightly, like a feather, before he pressed his to mine.

There were many people who guessed the reason behind the burnings. Here's everyone who guessed correctly or they were extremely close:

lilangel1501
NewMercury
Bad Boy Brick Z
Fairy Princess Moon
Kurumi-chan
TheeDevil

And there were three people who tied in getting it right first: Bad Boy Brick Z, NewMercury, and TheeDevil. BBBZ chose the name Dan, NM chose Dexter, and TD chose Miranda since I said they could choose a girl name. So, I'll be using all three of those names in later chapters. So, here's a little inside scoop:

The house won't be finished by the end of summer- the girls will have to go to the RRB's school because of it. Now the tingling, I can't say but I can say that the Professor will be explaining why it does. If you have any questions- even if it's about later chapters- I'll gladly answer. Review please! Let me know what you think about the three situations above???? O.o *eyebrows raising up and going down multiple times* I'd like at least 30 reviews for this chapter otherwise I'm not updating for a month. And I'm serious...! XD