Hey there guys! I know it's been taking me forever to update! I'm so sorry! D: I really am. I just.. haven't had time, and haven't been in the right mood.

But excuses are pointless. SO. For my forgive me gift, HUMOUR! And forgiveness from them!

Hope you enjoy! REVIEW! :DD 3

Oh and as usual, confusion~

Butch walked outside and around the back corner of his house, only to stop and stare, wide-eyed at an embarrassed and depressed looking, short brunette.

…Fate is a bitch. Nobody is allowed thinking time, huh?

The look she gave stung. It stung because she wasn't even looking t him. Buttercup's vacant stare stayed aimed at the ground. Her green eyes, still bright as ever, somehow turned grey by her saddened face. She looked so irresistibly innocent and fragile. As if he tried to touch her, no matter how lightly, she would shatter like glass.

With this look shadowing her, it made Butch not want to touch her in that fear of her breaking. But he had to..

"Buttercup.." He whispered as he cautiously stepped closer to her. Cupping her ple face in his hand, he pulled her gaze to look at him. Butch pressed his forehead to hers and stared into her vacant eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked, alredy knowing her answer. He watched her mentally hesitate and bit her lips. She obviously wasn't going to speak up. "Is it me.. ?" He sighed at his own question.

She nodded softly and looked away from him, causing his stomach to turn. "Buttercup, I love you.. You know that, right?" His hands slid from her face to the back of her neck, almost in a comfort hug.

"You always say that.." Her voice was scratchy. She was trying so hard not to tear up.

"Do you love me too.. ?" Her pending answer worried him.

"Someone told me once.. That if I can answer 3 questions… all with the same answer, then I'm-"

"What questions?" He wasn't interested in the whole speech. Just the details.

"What's the first thing you think of when you wake up?, What do you fall asleep thinking of every night?, And what do you spend you day dreaming of?…" Her eyes watered more and threatened to tear.

"So, what are your answers? I know mine.." He pulled her body against his and held her tightly, never wanting to let go. Buttercup wrapped her smaller arms around him and pressed her face into his chest. And that gave Butch his answer, silent and meaningful..

"Can we stop hating each other.. ?" She mumbled into his shirt.

"Yeah.." He softly replied, taking in every detail of the moment. Butch smiled to himself s he watched Buttercup struggle to keep her eyes open.

She hadn't slept in over 3 days due to her insomnia. She seemed to be stuck with it when ever she became truly upset about something… And she had been extremely upset.

Butch was a little surprised as he watched her go limp in sleep in his arms. But he almost expected it. She was hardly standing in the first place. Cute, but strange any way.

He picked her up like you would pick up a tired child. Her pale legs wrapped around his waist as if my instinct.

Butch's first thought was to take her to her home, but that was a 2 hour walk from where they were. And he was not flying like this.. So he decided to just take her home with him, hoping she wouldn't mind it later.

Laying her down on his bed, he wrapped his blankets around her and watched as she rolled over and smothered her face in the pillows. He smiled at this, and held back his laugh.

"Well, however she's comfy.." Butch said to himself. Not wanting to disturb her obvious peace, he went out to the living room and made his bed on the couch for the night.

The scent that filled her lungs was intoxicating. She had no clue what it was, but it made her clamp her legs closed tightly and turned her cheeks red. Still half dreaming she begged herself to not open her eyes in the damn curiosity. But curiosity always seemed to win over sleeping with Buttercup.

She sat up and looked around the surprising surroundings. The walls were gray and plastered in posters. The floor was spotless and everything arranged in the room screamed OCD.

She turned and looked beside the bed she was laying in to see a nightstand with a series of picture frames. Each picture was of her. She squinted to remember the day, but was far to tired still to bother to think of it.

Finally coming terms on where she was, she grabbed a pillow and stormed into the living room. Slamming the pillow into the bunch on dark hair showing out of a pile of blankets. She watched as the mountain fell onto the floor.

"What the hell!" Butch screamed, not thinking about who he was yelling at, which was probably a really bad mistake. He felt the pillow collide with his head again and took the opportunity to tear the pillow from Buttercup's hands.

He stood up and glared into her bright green eyes that only returned the look. Feeling a splurge of childish-ness, Butch slammed the pillowing into her face, causing her to knock over onto the couch, and he ran for his dear little life.

He ran quickly into the kitchen as her heard an angry scream follow him. He pinned himself against the wall next to the door way and watched Buttercup walk right past him. Thinking he was unnoticed, he turned to run out, but was only met with a damned pillow to his face.

"I should commit murder!" She screamed and she hit him with the pillow until he fell on the floor, stomach first. "I should just kill you and get it over with!" She continued yelling, as she sat on his back and pounded his head in more with the pillow.

Butch laughed at how childish the were both being.

Before she could stop him, he flipped his body around so that he was facing her. Buttercup shot a glare, already knowing what he was going to do. But before she could protest, he flipped them both over so that he was pinning her down to the floor.

His forehead pressed against hers and he sighed. "You're so cute." He whispered and pecked her lips .

Yet again, before Buttercup could comeback, he jumped up and off of her and walked over the fridge, swinging the door open and leaning into it.

"Breakfast?"

Cliffhanger! Ish. Kinda. Adorable cliffhanger atleast. So, question, Lemon next chapter or no? And if I do make a lemon for next chapter, I'll make 2 chapters.

One with lemon, and the same but without it, incase, oyu know, some people don't wanna read it, maybe. I'm not lazy. c:

Anywho, REVIEW! FAVORITE! 3 :DD