Make You Mine... Butch X Buttercup.. By Dark Angel 91398...

Butch:.. I am very disappointed right now.

Buttercup: Why?! People like you being psycho! :U

Butch: It doesn't seem like it! **Pouts**

Me: **Eye roll** Whatever, Butch. I will never own a thing because life is cold and terrible that way. Meaning, you can't sue me. So, ha! XD

Chapter Four: Claimed... ^^Butch's POV^^

Damn them.. Stupid, motherfucking brothers.. Always in the way of everything.. She's mine now..

I've claimed her and now, no one will ever be able to have her.. If I could have only bitten harder so the mark would last..

Mine, mine, mine.. Forever..

And if anyone gets in my way, there will be hell to pay.. I have no mercy for the weak or those who stand in my way.. Even Brick and Boomer.

Watch out, brothers. I won't go easy on you..

**Buttercup's POV**

I blinked dumbly as I stared at the two Rowdyruff Boys who were strangely peaceful aside from the obvious panic and worry in their eyes. The concern of anyone seeing the bruise was pushed aside as animosity filled me.

"What the fuck are you two doing in our house?" I demanded, narrowing my eyes.

"Making sure our stupid brother isn't here." Brick sighed, brushing back a lock of fire-red hair from his blood red eyes.

"Why would that matter?" I frowned, rolling my eyes at the red Ruff.

"Well, I don't know... Hmm, maybe because HE'S A FUCKING PSYCHO!" Brick snapped with his temper getting the best of him.

I blinked again and tipped my head back, laughing loudly. The Ruffs and my sisters looked at me like I was going insane and Boomer frowned.

"No, seriously! He's psycho!" Boomer protested over my chuckles.

"Oh, believe me. Tell me something I don't know!" I chortled. "You guys.. You're fucking funny. Oh, man, did he put you up to this? He was acting psycho earlier."

"Um.. B-Buttercup.. Butch wasn't acting." Bubbles piped up timidly, visibly unnerved.

"W-what?" I asked, sobering up shakily. "N-No kidding?"

Somehow, I had hoped that Butch was a very, extremely convincing actor and that this was still a stupid scheme. Apparently, I was wrong. Oh so very wrong..

"We got worried about you." Brick explained. "Butch kept saying all this crazy shit. Stuff like he was going to make you his whether anyone liked it or not."

"And when we noticed you weren't at the fight, Butch disappeared." Boomer mumbled. "Said he was sick and was going to be back. But, he never did."

"The Ruffs told us that Butch had been obsessed with you for a while." Blossom added. "And we rushed back home."

I felt sickness overcome any previous emotions, hatred included, and my knees turned to liquid as I collapsed.

"Buttercup!"

^^Butch's POV^^

I watched as everyone in the room darted to Buttercup's side as she apparently fell. I felt anxiety fill my mind, wanting to come out from hiding and cradle her in my arms where she clearly belonged.

But, I didn't. If I had, Brick and Boomer would have tackled me, telling me to leave my counterpart alone or else. As if I didn't know how they really felt about her!

Brick, being the closest, caught my precious little light in his arms and I growled lowly. The urge to go for his throat was killing me; he wanted her, no matter how often he denied it or tried to cover it up by flirting with Blossom.

Too bad, Brickie Boy.. Buttercup's mine.

"Did she really just faint?!" Blossom exclaimed in a panic, snatching Buttercup away from my brother.

Good. It's fine if Blossom or Bubbles is near her, holding her; Brick and Boomer, on the other hand? That was a different story, one that will never end happily..

"Duh,Blossom! Boomer, go get some ice or something!" Brick snapped.

Brick, Brick, Brick.. You always did take care of everyone when you weren't being a total dickhead..

Too bad you just had to tell Buttercup every little thing and touch her..

"Got it!" Boomer said, gulping.

"I'll help you, 'kay?" Bubbles smiled weakly at my blond brother.

"Yeah. Thanks.." he smiled bashfully.

.. Hmm.. Maybe I'd go a little easier on Boomer because he seemed to have a thing for the blonde and not Buttercup. Maybe..

The only people left in the room with Buttercup were Brick and Blossom. Technically speaking, I could quickly distract them (or fight them), grab Buttercup, and go... But, Brick would tell Him or Mojo on me.

Why doesn't anyone want us to be together? She's already mine and soon, she'll happily leave with me anyway.. She's always been my sweet love..

"Bloss?" Brick mumbled.

"What?" Blossom sighed, gently lying Buttercup on her bed.

"... Do you really hate me?" he asked, red eyes flashing from the unconscious girl to the redhead.

"... Why should I tell you?" she demanded coolly. "Your brother has an obsession with my sister and is ready to kill for her, and you're worried about me hating you."

"... You do realize Butch is mentally unstable, right?" the red-eyed traitor inquired.

Lies. I'm perfectly fine like I've always been. This thing that everyone's so worried about, it's been going on for three years. If I was mental, how would I be able to act normally?

"... I can tell. But, how do we break it to Buttercup that her counterpart, who is also her stalker and admirer, is mental without her passing out?" Blossom sighed.

Easy. Don't tell her the lies.

"... I dunno.. All I do know is we have to keep a close eye on the both of them. For all we know, Butch could still be close." my brother murmured.

You have no idea, Brick... In fact, you'd never guess it, but..

I'm still in the same room as all of you.

My smirk widened evilly as I plotted away happily, dreaming of how Buttercup and I would enjoy leaving here forever one day soon...

And there would be no one alive to stop us.

~End of le chapter!~

Butch: I'm always watching you..!~

Buttercup: **Shudder**

Brick: Oh, yay. My brother's the new Santa.

Boomer: He see you when you're sleeping. He knows if you're a fake!..

Bubbles: D: Nooo! Not Santa!

Blossom: **Eye roll** Review and get strawberry ice cream with hot fudge!

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