The next few days, I spent thinking about what happened between me and the redhead whose name I still didn't catch. Either way, it was currently the start of the day, the sun rising up and finally shining upon Townsville. I was savoring my coffee in the park, sitting calmly on the bench and sipping slowly from the thermos. It was my daily jogging, starting from 4 am till 5 am and now I was taking a well-needed break after which I would go back home. The cold air tickled my skin as goose bumps formed over my arms and legs, making me shiver a bit and brush my hands over the affected zones.

Absentmindedly, I touched my lips and leaned on the bench, crossing one leg over the other. The weather was starting to get colder and soon autumn would fall over the city and make the leaves part ways with the branches and lay down like a carpet on the pavement. That was also the reason why I had a long sleeved hoodie with baggy pants to hide any flesh from showing, but even so, the cold still managed to crawl under my clothes. With a heavy sigh, I stood up, the thermos in my hands and just as I did, a red streak went over my head with incredible speed before a blue one followed and then a green one. I watched curiously as they were headed towards somewhere unknown to me, towards the woods.

"Why would they go there?" I asked myself. I tried to turn away and mind my own business, but my curiosity always gets the best of me and so, I found myself floating above the ground and silently following the path they took.

I landed behind an abandoned house, one that was old and a bit destroyed from the looks of it. I pulled the hoodie over my head and walked around it as stealthily as I could. Why would they be in such a place? And did I get to the right place? Maybe they were just fooling around and flying around. But when I found a piece of jewelry, a golden ring that looked quite expensive, I knew I was at the right place. This was their hiding place from what I could piece together and as I was about to take a few steps forward, the door opened wide. Thank god I had enough time to hide behind a solid tree because otherwise I would have been dead meat. I peeked from my place and saw the blondie, looking around confused, after something and as I glanced at the ring in my hand, I knew it probably was the thing he was looking for. "Brick! Are you sure you saw it here?" he called out loudly, making me cringe. No long after, the redhead came out, looking puzzled "Yeah…we passed by it when we left" he muttered, placing his hands on his hips as his eyes also searched for the ring.

The blonde one shrugged and went back inside "Maybe someone took it" he trailed off as he went in, closing the door behind him. The redhead now named Brick, continued to gaze around for it and I was going to sneak away if it weren't for the green eyes that met me when I turned around.

"AAAAAAH!"

The high pitched yell that came out of my mouth made the black haired male wince and glare at me. I almost flew up, but he caught my ankle and threw me just far enough that I landed just in front of Brick, sliding back just a bit as my eyes shut tight at the impact. Well, my butt was going to hurt bad tomorrow.

His red eyes stopped on my form a bit surprised as Butch came out from where I was hiding. My hoodie fell off in the process, showing the locks of pink hair falling around chaotically. When I did open my eyes, the raven was looking down at me and so was Brick, not knowing exactly what to do, given the past events between me and him. My own baby blues looked around awkwardly "I…was jogging…" came my explanation. The blonde also came out from the house, staring weirdly at me, with his head tilted to the side. "We must kill her, no?" asked the blonde as Brick snapped his head towards him in annoyance "No Boomer, we aren't killing anyone" he muttered as he turned his gaze back to me. Butch knelt to my level and snatched my wrist to him, tightening his hold on my hand so hard that it inwardly opened, showing the ring. "Oww" I whined, trying to pull my hand back "What the hell!? It hurts!" I added as I struggled "Why is this in your hand then?" he asked in a very calm yet deadly tone, to which I glared "I just found it on the ground because I stumbled on this old house and was curious and looked it over and this was not very far from it…" I blurted out annoyed. Brick seemed to buy my excuse because he pulled me away from Butch in a protective manner. "I believe her" he spoke for both the two brothers.

Boomer just pouted and left while Butch sized me up and glared at his brother, as if telling him he was stupid. When we were left alone, Brick turned me to face him "Wanna eat something?" he asked with a grin, not even letting me answer before he dragged me inside. I didn't expect him to be so friendly with someone like me, but what could I do? I just sat down at the table, facing Butch as he ate while Brick was busying himself with fixing me a sandwich. I would avoid eye contact with the raven haired brother and just fumble with the edge of my over sized hoodie, seemingly very interesting at the moment.

"I didn't know people jog at 5 am" Butch muttered, his green orbs watching for any reaction. I looked up to meet his eyes and bit my lower lip "I couldn't sleep…" I confessed, something true completely. Brick set the plate in front of me at just the right time, glaring at Butch. There was so much tension, that I could barely breathe, but Brick decided it wasn't enough and placed his hands on my shoulders before leaning in and pressing his cheek on mine. "You should eat up" he whispered to me and I could feel, god, I could feel the green eyes burning holes in my soul and body. He left the table with a slam of the door and I couldn't understand the anger "What's…happening?" I asked unsure. Brick just sighed and sat down "He can't accept that you and me are a couple…well, secretly a couple" he grinned.

It took my mind a few minutes to process what he just said and when I did I couldn't help but stare at him blankly "…How did- When did that happen?" I asked in a very confused tone. Brick only seemed amused "Well, I decided that because I like you and you like me from what I've seen so when two people like each other, they form a couple" he explained as he placed his elbow on the table, his playful eyes taunting me. As much sense as it made, I felt as if I had no choice in this. "Well..this moved fast" I whispered to myself, no longer hungry "What? You don't like it?" he asked as he leaned in, close to my face "I don't date people that want to kill me" I muttered, blushing a bit and looking away "Well, I don't want to kill you now" he spoke with a chuckle, grasping my chin to make me look at him "When I like something, I make it mine" he added in a serious tone, making my stomach flip and my eyes to widen just a bit before his lips met mine in one of those fiery kisses.

My eyes closed and I accepted it and damn did it feel amazing. As much as it was wrong, it felt so right and we made a promise to stay secretly as a couple and still fight when we need to fight, just so others wouldn't get suspicious. From what I know, only Butch knew because Boomer was too…clueless to catch onto anything.

For a few days, me and Brick would go out in secluded areas and spend time together, or I would go to his house and spend some training time there. Yes, he started training me on how to use my powers and we were currently in such a session.

I had to take him by surprise and I was currently sitting on the branch of a tall tree, hunting him like a predator, my eyes watching him intently as he sat still in the middle of the opening. Without any warning, I pounced on him from above, using quite some speed and strength to tackle him down on the ground and hold his neck with my hand. With a happy grin, I gazed down at him, almost mockingly "Got you!" I exclaimed as he looked at me surprised, but that expression soon changed to a devilish smile and in a second I was the one on the ground with him hovering above me, holding me down by my wrists. "I don't think so" he teased as he pulled himself and me up, but then ended up shoving me back down and wrestle with me among the leaves and the grass, making my laugh audible from quite a distance.

Butch's POV

Such an annoying sight. He had been watching the two for a whole day now and it never stopped making him want to pounce on his brother like an animal claiming what's his. He hissed at the idea. Her? Claiming her as his? That was blasphemy! Staring intently as the two wrestled playfully in the grass made his blood boil. He couldn't explain what he was feeling but he was going to keep it under a lock since his brother was far more important than some stupid female. With a shake of his head, the raven haired male departed from the scene and slowly walked to the house, preparing himself to go at one of his usual bars.

As night fell, Butch was gone into the city, at the bar he liked most. His favorite person worked there, a 20 year old strawberry blonde with a very nice body that seemed to like her job so much that she would also get private with her clients. That also had Butch counted in.

Her wavy hair and angel outfit made him content with the situation back home once again and as soon as she finished her shift, he was waiting for her on his motorcycle.

"Nice to see you, love~" came her voice as he turned to gaze at her. She was so hot in that trench coat she was wearing and only thing she was wearing. He smirked, already enjoying this "Nice to see you too, Tiga" he countered as the blonde climbed over the vehicle. They were gone in the night, first at a motel and then at the house in his room. The fun they had had his spirit raised and soon, in the morning, the sweaty body of the stripper laid in his bed, sleeping while he stared up at the ceiling.

As morning came, he retreated in the shower while the woman was left alone in his room. Little did he know, she woke up and was now downstairs looking for food in the fridge. A certain pink haired girl met face to face with the blonde and as soon as he got of the shower, he stumbled downstairs where the two were looking at each other. Butch looked over at Tiga and grasped her arm "What are you doing here?" he hissed with annoyance, only a towel wrapped around his middle while Tiga had one of his shirts on. One that he didn't even let her borrow. This was also the first time she did this and he was just as surprised as the pink haired girl to see her there. "Calm down, love, I was hungry" she purred as her arms wrapped around his neck and the shirt raised up enough to show her butt clearly.

Rei's POV

I was at Brick's house at the time he asked me to be, aka when training started and as soon as I entered the house, I was met with quite the sight. A blonde woman searching through the fridge, with an oversized shirt to cover any…flesh. When she saw me, she regarded me confused. But before she could ask anything, Butch had already gotten downstairs and grasped her arm. My eyes wandered over his exposed body, his abdomen and his chest and the very strong outline of his arm muscles, the damp black hair and the wild greens. I avoided his eyes though and simply looked elsewhere as the blonde locked her arms around his neck. As much as it shouldn't have, it did bother me greatly, so I just sat down at the table as if the two didn't even exist, minding my own business "Take off my shirt" his voice suddenly rang "My pleasure~" and the shirt was off, her chest wide and exposed to everyone, making me widen my eyes and immediately look away. Butch glared at her "Go up in my room and get dressed…now" and he seemed pissed off from the cold and sharp tone he used. The woman then groaned and looked my way just as I did at her "Why? She can't handle a real woman around?" came her bitter response.

Wait…what? Why was I suddenly the center of her attention? I just stared at her unbelievably, processing what she just said. So if she was a real woman, what did that make me? I just raised an eyebrow at her and turned my eyes elsewhere, not really interested in creating drama. As she saw that I ignored her completely, the blonde scoffed and slammed her palm on the table, startling me. Butch was about to pull her away when I stood up and came close to her face, daring her to do something more "Is there a problem?" I asked as nicely as I could. "The problem is your presence in here, so why don't you take a few minutes away from here and leave the table for someone that knows how to use it?" she rambled on, making sexual puns. So, she thought I was invading her and Butch's space? "I suppose I should claim defeat…people usually use beds, but I can see where you're coming from" I hissed in a dangerous tone. Oddly enough, Butch only watched as this developed "You bitch!" and her emotions exploded just as Brick walked in on the scene, her lunging at me, wanting to grasp my hair, but I caught her wrist mid-air and shoved her gently and that resulted in her being slammed into the fridge. "Fuck off" I muttered, glaring at Butch now that was simply watching.

"What the hell are you doing?" started Brick, glaring at Butch "Why is there one of your women in the kitchen? I thought I made myself clear when I said only your bedroom" he roared as he gazed at the now panicked woman and then back at his brother. Without wasting any more time, Butch just grasped his 'woman' and headed for his room, not amused anymore, but bitter.

Truth be told, lately, Butch seemed even more bitter than before. He was even more hateful towards me and bitter towards his two brothers. Speaking of which, a very sleepy Boomer walked in, looking around groggily. "What's the commotion? I wanna sleep.." he mumbled as he sat down at the table, looking at Brick with confused blue eyes. He then noticed me "Oh…hey Rei…training again?" he asked as he waved at me "Yes" I smiled brightly as Brick went around the kitchen, placing the cereal and other food on the table for Boomer. Brick was the big brother figure, one that took care of his brothers and made sure they were alright. He was a good strategist and also more mature than the two. Boomer was the careless and reckless brother, he liked to play games all day, made a game out of everything and usually his fighting style was just as chaotic. Butch…well, butch was hard to read. He was cold and bitter towards everyone and when you thought you figured him out, he would change immediately and prove you that you could never put an end to his complexity. He was like a puzzle, hard to make if you didn't have all the pieces.

Sighing, I ate what Brick made for me and that consisted of cereals and milk before we headed to training again.

Later that day, I was going back home and it was already dark. I chose not to fly because I wanted to clear my mind on the way and lie to my 'family' once again. A scream caught my attention and as much as I wanted to just turn and leave, I couldn't help but want to at least see what was going on. I sneaked about and floated just above the ground to avoid anyone hearing my footsteps and as I took a peek around the corner, I saw a gang trying their luck on a stripper. That stripper happened to be Tiga.

With new found courage, I stepped out from the darkness.

"Hey, back off" I muttered as I looked at the seven of them, placing my hands on my hips. The blonde stared at me wide eyed from the ground and the wall she was backed on. "Are you crazy?" she screeched as one pointed a knife at her chin.

"…well, that depends…really" I stated as I thought about it. Yes, getting into a situation like this was both courageous and stupid, and crazy at the same time, but given that I wasn't like the average humans, I took the liberty of flaunting my courage at this moment.

"Who the fuck are ya dolly? Wanna get yo face cut off?" one of them blurted out before he charged at me, with a knife. I blocked him head on and sent him crashing into a wall, knocking him out cold. "Anyone else?" I asked as they all looked at me. In a second, I had six men trying to cut me to pieces.

I did expect such a reaction…just not from all of them. Doesn't it go with ' they attack you one by one'? No? Well, I was in deep shit. I managed to hold my ground for a bit, but when one of them cut into the calf of my right leg, I found it hard to stand. Then another knife came and my blouse was gone, leaving a nasty long scratch between my breasts. My arms got cut too as I tried to hold them down, but one kicked me in the stomach and I was knocked off my feet at that point. The remaining four men stood above me with sick grins on their faces "We showed her" their laughter could be heard clearly as Tiga's worried expression travelled towards me. I was biting my lower lip so hard from the pain that it started to bleed and as one decided to take the final hit with his knife, I shut my eyes tight.

It never came. Instead, when I opened my eyes, I saw the four bodies laying there and a muscular figure hovering over me. To my surprise, it wasn't who I expected, but who I would have never thought it would be. Butch.

His eyes went over my cuts and bruises and the blood I had on me, before it stopped on my exposed top, well, the pieces of clothing were still hanging over the chest, but my abdomen with the scars I had was exposed, along with the fine line between my breasts. He quietly scooped me in his arms, which startled me and made me look at him weirdly and then carried me out of the alleyway, not even looking back to see if Tiga was fine. Perhaps he knew she was fine, after all, I was the badly injured one, so that meant all the anger went on me.

"You're stupid" he muttered coldly, not even bothering to look at me.

"Right…because saving someone's life is stupid…" I grumbled as I glared at my bloody hands. He glanced down at me before looking up again "Can you walk your sorry ass home?" he asked again. His tone cut deeper than the knife in my calf and that made me glare up at him "No one asked you to carry me" my frown was as nasty as it could get "Fine" he replied and placed me on the ground.

I didn't expect that.

He started walking away, leaving me in the middle of the street with no power to even float myself. "What the hell!" my yell was loud enough to wake up someone from a house nearby, as the light opened from the windows.

He didn't stop, he just continued to walk away.

Realizing just how helpless I was, that made me panic and my heart to beat faster and faster thinking of what to do and there was none. No choices.

"Please…don't leave me" I spoke softly, my voice breaking at that point as my eyes got teary.

He stopped and looked back at me with an unreadable expression before he slowly walked back to me and crouched at my level. His eyes were as cold as ever and my tears were hot as they slipped over my cheeks and his thumb was so nice against my skin as it wiped the hot tears off my face as tenderly as possible. "Stop crying like an idiot" he mumbled in a hushed tone.

He did pick me up from the ground and he did let me bury my face into his chest, breathing his scent…it was so nice, the smell of rain and soap and…the smell of the forest, as if he was impregnated with it's smell forever. It was fresh and sad at the same time, so lonely and so cold. It made me cry in the safety of his shirt and his strong arms holding my numb body.

I wasn't going home for the night, that was for sure. He had other plans.