Koanita- Hey everyone, so this is chapter 7..and the first couple to be made, will be in this chapter- though i know you wont expect which one it is!

Disclaimer- I own nothing except my soul xD, all rights go to who ever made them originally- this is purely fan bassed.

Notes- This will prolly be a long chapter, so if you need a bathroom break- do it before reading lol

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Chapter 7- You Are Perfect

Brick's POV

Blossom stared in shock as Brick smirked and looked at her and then back at Grim. "Well, Bloss, I think you just got a new co-worker." He said shaking his hand. Grim smiled and in a flash disapeared in a puff and swirl of fire and smoke. She blushed and looked at him, her pink eyes rather wide. "You...DO, realize...exactly what yours and my part mean, right?" He blinked and tilted his head a bit to the side with his eyebrow raised at her in question. "Yeah, I'm Shaggy...and your Violent J...so, we sing and perform together." She shook her head slightly. "Yeah, b-but...when one of the roles is played my two people of the opposite...sex, well. It's not the same meaning or performance as other carnivals perform. "

He smirked as an idea came to his mind but said nothing, noticing the blush that was forming on her face. "Really, like how?" She sighed and looked off toward the stage. "Okay- Like for instance, songs like 'Play with me' and 'Rainbows and Stuff, not to mention 'In my room' and 'Prom Queen'. Usually it's one rapping more then the other and it's just performing...guys having fun. But the meaning changes slightly when it's in these type of terms. They want a show, and they expect there is a story with the song...and it becomes our job not to just act it and present it- but to make them believe it." He just nodded. "Okay, and?" She just looked away. "You'll see....but It's just. I didn't.." she sighed. "Never mind. Lets' just get going." He nodded as he wondered on and on about what she was going to say, but said nothing as they went on there date.

They had ended up going to dinner, and a movie...and somehow had ended up walking around the mall for a few hours just laughing and joking around. She even managed to surprise him more by accepting a challenge from Mitch at skateboarding, and won. Yeah, she can skate, who the hell ever new? It was weird, and yet...everything clicked. She got his jokes, and it was nice to have an actual conversation with someone where they understood the consepts, advantages...and disadvantages of things in everything from government and warfare to Books and Movies. He ended up calling her on the phone that night.

Blossom's POV

She came out of the shower feeling rather relieved but at the same time, so many things where spinning in her mind. She was really starting to fall more and more for him, and yet- she didn't trust it. Any of it. How could this be happening to her? How could her mortal enemy raise from the dead and then be asking her out? He had to be up to something- he had the patience and the intelligence, but it seemed and felt genuine. And something inside her really was convienced that maybe, just maybe he really fetl the same way for her. Damn it, damn it all to hell if she doesn't take the risk. But what if it was a lie- all of it and because of her her family got hurt?

She sighed as she set on her bed and leaned against the wall, and jumped as her cell phone rang. She sighed agrivatedly as she looked at the number. Dexter. She gritted her teeth feeling even all the more pissed and confussed. She had never been so mad in all of her life, but how the fuck could he do that. ANY of that shit!? And then he had the nerve to call her. She thtow it down in the chair and got up desiding to get dressed and out of the wet towel she had wrapped around her body. The only thing she had done before leaving the bathroom was dry and brush her hair before straightning it.

she turned off of her light and layed down on her bed thinking over the day, tomorrow she would be going to work-with Brick. Brick as her Shaggy 2 Dope. She closed her eyes and ran her fingers throw her hair. He really didn't understand what that ment at all. In certain songs it would call for her to get up close and personal with him, and she really did like him. Hell she was already starting to think she just might be falling in love with him- she had always had a slight dark secret crush on him sense her childhood...and now this. She opened her eyes again as the phone rang and she gripped it mummbling until she saw the number. Brick. A smiled formed as her grip losened and she answered it.

"'Ello, 'ello?" She said with a grin forming on her face as he answered.

"Yes, Hello? Is this Pizza Hut, I'd like to order a large combination." She laughed as she shook her head.

"I'm sorry sir, but Pizza hut only sells books. If you need A pizza, then you have to call technical support." He laughed a bit as he grined. "Now, just wait until everyone actually becomes that retarded." She nodded.

"Yup, so whats up?"

"Not much I umm,...well i was wondering If It'd be okay if I wait on you and we head to work together?" He asked slightly.

She gave a small pause in thought, she hadn't expected that. "Yea, it's okay. Sense when do you ask permission to do ANYTHING though?"

He smiled and she could hear it through the phone as he turned off the tv. "True, very true. But I figured i didn't want to pull a Dexter and just stalk you." She sighed a the mention of his name. "I swear, he actually fucking called me. I ignored it, but still. I..I just can't believe he did that shit." He nodded as he clicked his tounge.

"I honestly don't give a shit- and i'm not. Dumb ass. " He smiled as a thought came to his mind. "So, ummm....you got rather protective there over me babe." She blushed a bit flustered. "Y-yea, i guess i did." He smirked. "So does that mean, what I think?" She blinked. "Depends, on what it is." His grin widened. "Your starting to like me back- in other words, I got a chance."

She nodded as she layed on her bed. "Yeah, I guess you just might." "Haha, i knew it. No one can resist this sexy beast for long. " She rolled her eyes. "Your wish." And so the conversation continued until her eyelids refused to stay up. And she finally said she had to get off, before falling asleep with the phone laying beside her.

Brick's POV

He blinked looking at the clock, his eyes widening a bit. They talked for five straight hours, before heading to bed. He had only called her to ask her about if she wanted him to wait for her after school or not. It seemed like getting her to trust him, or help him wouldn't be that hard after all, or maybe she was just playing him. She was his counterpart, there's no way it could just this damn easy. And the next mouring he would be seeing her at work. But it was all just buisness, just going according to plan. Not the one he had before though...yes, he could kill her easily with her trust and everything. But why not do more? Take her, and mold her as she had the ability to do him- until everything she would hand to him?

Part of him felt a ping of jealousy and regreat. Of hatered of the thought. Or, you could always admit...that maybe...just maybe, you love her?He growled in annoyance. As if. As if he could really be in love with her, or falling. He was just infactuated, right? Would turing good for her, really be that bad? He almost got up and slammed his own head in the wall for that one. The fuck it was. Brick. Leader of The RowdyRuff Boys, turning good for some girl. Not just any girl, but Blossom. Blossom? Seriously? And yet part of him didn't mind the idea of an image of her and two red headed children appeared to him in his mind. A family? Why would he ever want such a thing? Expessially with her. He sighed as he put his pillow over his head, as if that would help him exscape the voice of his own consience. Forget it, turn her evil. Take over the world....it was a game, it was revenge...it was...just so simple and easy. And you don't fall for a pawn. Silently he admitted it, he was starting to...but that could be taken care of. He just had to keep his mind of of her, and to stay distant....

Meanwhile In B.C.'s World

ButterCups POV

She opened the door to her home, glade she was back- and as usual she was the first one home from school. Looking around the house she quickly ran up stairs and then calmly walked to her room, knowing the Professor would be home soon, and not much feeling like liseaning to him whine about 'running in the house'. She blinked over and over again as she closed her bedroom door and through her backpack carelessly on the bed and set down on her bed, the peice of paper she had found taped to her locker crumbled up in her hand. She had read it over and over again, it made complete sense...but she still couldn't grasp it. She unfolded it and re-read it over again one more time.

Yo ButterButt,

Get your boytoy's to leave you ALONE. Or the next time you see em, it'll be in there casket.

That DIB, boy needs to keep his hands off of you, sweety. Before I

break his wrist. Look, I ain't saying I love you or I'm jealous...

just that i would like to kill everyone who gives you a second glance.

You are amazing to me butterbutt,

you got the looks, the eyes, the boobs...

and your almost- ALMOST good enough to be my equivalent in sports, and rage.

God that rage, sexy B.C., sexy...just the idea of you slamming my head

through concret with blood pouring down your face as i choke you and you glare.....

Why are you even reading this? What is wrong with you? GOD YOU STOLKER!

ummm, i mean, i'd think maybe we should start over...maybe hang out, sometime.

Love and hate,

Your Secret admirer

She shook her head and layed it down next to where she set on the bed, as if she didn't know who had wrote that. Butch was an idiot at times. She chuckled, wondering how many hours it took him to write the thing as it was, but for the life of her she couldn't understand the words...the concept made Zim taking over the world seem like something that not only could come true, but should be taught in history class. Butch? As in BUTCH JOJO, liked, lov- no was interested in her? He liked her, no. It had to be a trick.

Butch did not like anyone, Butch did not love, little less fall for Her. But then why the letter? Why the beating down of every single guy that she spoke with. And then he ran away, over and over again. As if he was scared, or nervous...looking at her with confussion as if she had grown another head. Sighing again she got up and looked through her pile of clothes that layed on the floor next to her bed and found what she actually felt like wearing and went to take a shower, feeling relieved as the hot water hit her skin. She finally got out and went through her normal rutiene of brushing here hair and teeth, putting on her eyeliner and green eyeshadow with the smoky black underneath the layer...and then getting dressed. She usually took the shower before the others got home, not wanting to lisean to Bubbles whine forever about using the bathroom or how she can't find something in the cabnit or being second to bathe...nor did she want to wait for Blossom to get done- she'd never get a bath.

Her outfit was a short black skirt with tripp pants, with the legs unzipped into shorts underneath and a green tank top with a black and green choaker and her nike sneakers. She sighed grabing her ipod and heading out the door, only stopping the once again clock out- yes, you where expected to clock in and out at the Utonium House hold, so the Professor knew you had been home or where you where...and so Blossom wouldn't freak out every five seconds about where everyone was. She could be a pain sometimes, yeah she knew that Blossom cared about them and it was just out of worry that something would go wrong due to all of the enemies they had accumilated over the years...but still. Sometimes, she just wish she'd lighten the fuck up. After running for a few miles she desided to fly the rest of the way and then landed at the gym entrance and worked out for a few hours before heading to the park to run a couple of laps and hike through the woods, maybe even play a little bit of soccor or shoot some hoops alone, alone because she needed to think.

Liseaning to the music pounding into her ears she smirked as she ran around the park again, she had desided to do so again- once she tired of the stupid games she had been playing. It just wasn't the same....she hadn't even played alone Mitch and the 'gang' had desided to play with her, oooo some challenge. She rolled her eyes. Then again, who was a challenge for her? She closed her eyes getting lost in the song, in the lyrics dancing and singing at one point instead. Or at least she did until she felt the burning sensation, or was that the paranoid cold shiver you get when your being watched? She blinked rubbig her arms and looking around now realizing just how dark it was getting outside, the sun had just set by a half an hour ago and she was there, alone.

She swallowed hard and began walking rubbing her arms slightly, but stopped. Why did she feel like she's being watched? She sighed as she lifted her head and continued walking, who the fuck cares if she was being watched? She's B.C. for godsake..part of her thought, maybe it was Butch? She rolled his eyes, well then maybe she should just turn around and say something? Like who the hell gave him the right to dictate who she could or couldn't talk to!? She gritted her teeth and balled up her first as she suddenly heard foot steps behind her, she moved to turn around as something hard shattered and hit the back of her head she stumbled and moved to act but a cloth was moved and clamped onto her mouth and nose. The bottle most of contained something like anti-chemical x cause she couldn't get a hold of her self. Her world was beging to spin. Butch wouldn't do this? Heavy breathing was all she heard and then a mummble "I'm...sorry B...C..." Dib. Oh god, Dib. How could he!?!?

Her world was spinning as everything was starting to grow black and her body felt limp and out of her own control, a noise sounded of someone getting hit and movedment like that of a fight, a few grunts and screams just as she fell toward the grown and that was as far as she would remember...knocked out, heading toward cold pavement. In the dark of night, and small glint of metal catching the earring as a figure caught her and knelt on the ground trying to calm itself and being careful, as if he was afraid she'd break. Butch's breathing came out rough and unsteady as he glared at Dib, who like his counterpart he held in his arms was knocked out...only in need of a hospitle.

Butch POV

He had desided to go for a walk through the woods, well a run. To clear his mind and to think after he silently watched and followed B.C. home. He had followed her, wanting to see her reaction, but her face was a mask he couldn't make out at all. He wanted to slam his head in to a wall, a tree, anything at the moment. What the hell was he thinking? And of all the people to fall for- HER!? ButterCup, his complete opposite...his mortal enemy, his...secret passion. She was annoying, exactly opposite in so many ways, and yet just like him....he hated her, thats what he was created to do- and instead, yes...fighting her, competeing, bleeding from her and making her scream in pain....but instead of hate- instead of humor or pitty or anything, he found respect and passion for her, in those haunting jade eyes.

He sighed. It was dark, and he would have to return home soon...so his fauster parents wouldn't freak. How weird was that? Lame as hell, akward...and yet comforting. He'd never had that really before. Parents, yes...he had a home. With his brothers. They where all he ever needed. Not that he'd ever tell them that. Sentamental bullshit, but true. And he would admit it somewhere deep with in his soul. An image of ButterCup, came back to his mind. A family...he never had parents, and he wondered what it'd be like to be one. He shook his head and growled in annoyance. What was he thinking? Fucking bullshit. Butch you are starting to think like a wuz. The fuck i am! It's that damn stalkers fault, always taunting me with those damn assholes. Like That DIB, bitch boy.He gritted his teeth as he began toward where the parks trail was so he could go home.

That's when he saw her, ButterCup? He blinked curiously as a smile formed on his face, which he quickly turned into an evil smrik. There was no way he was going to fall for her. He had a mission, and no one was going to stop him. The thought made him frown a bit. Sense when did he stick to orders? He wanted her, he always had. Who was anyone to tell HIM what he can and can't have? B.C. will be mine. What if...she doesn't let you? He growled a bit. FUCK THAT! I ain't a failure!

HE smiled as he watched her, she was dancing, her movements fluent and graceful, strong and confident...matching the beat and lyrics as she sang;; alone, in the park.

''Angel of darkness, angel of darkness,

Don't follow your command, But i will fight and I will stand.

When darkness falls, Pain is all, The angel of darkness,

will leave behind, and i will fight.

The love is lost, beauty and light, have vanished from, garden of delight."

He smiled as he almosted moved near her, but couldn't. He felt mesmerised by her. He blinked realizing however that something was off. They wheren't alone. She continued smiling and then suddenly she stopped dancing as she finished the lyrics at the part she was at." The dreams are gone..." She stops dancing.
"Midnight has come, the darkness is our new kingdom-" She rubbs her arms and looks around before she starts to walk away clenching and unclenching her fist. He just blinks as he watched that freak Dib walk behind here.

I thought I said to keep him the fuck away from you butterbutt, he reprimanded in his head annoyed and his jaw ticking as he stood up, trying to calm himself he sang the lyrics she hadn't "Hunt goes on, deep in the night," but his eyes went wide as he saw the bitch boy actually dare to knock her out. "Time to pray, down on your knees, " His vision went red as he flew intop Dib and knocked him down on the ground and just kept punching him, he got up and throw him so he could shoot him with his laser beams and then kicked him in the back before slamming him back into the ground.

"Down on your knees, you can't hide from the, eternal light." Breathing hard, all before he moved to catch her as she fell toward the concret. His breathing was hard and ragged as he knelt down trying to calm down, and glaring at the boy wanting to kill him...if he didn't die as it was. God knew he wasn't fucking planing on taking him to a hospitle. He hugged her to him firmly but gently scared to harm her as he closed his eyes growling. He opened them again to look at her and check her over making sure she was fine before he lifted her bridal style and flew her home..laying her down on her bed and brushing a few strands of hair from her forehead. "Until my last, breath I will fight...i will fight." He said not wanting to leave her so soon, but knowing he should...the chemical x in their blood made them fast to heal and to wake up from drugs or anything...but he didn't trust her being alone even in her room right then. He was so far in his thoughts, he didn't notice her stire as he went to stand up and leave.

B.C.'s POV

It was warm now, when it had been so cold. My head hurt and it still felt like I'd been in a train wreck. I tried to open my eyes but at first they wouldn't. Where am I? It's so warm....what happened? And then it all came pouring back to her in a flash of thought. Dib. God help her, if she was in his dads lab, or near him. But someone had saved her, she remembered the noises...or at least she hoped someone had. That's when her ears picked up breathing, and someone singing the song she had been earlier. "Until my last breath I will fight, i will fight." She opened her eyes in disbelieve as she saw she was in her room, but not just that. Butch. Butch was still holding her wrist gentally, and the look on his face said it all, though he hadn't noticed she was awake. A small smirk formed on her face. He went to get up and leave, and without thought she grabbed his wrist stopping him. Closing her eyes softly.

"Now realise, the stars they die, darkness has, fallen in paradise... " His husk voice sounded with her weaker one that sounded as if she was fighting down her headache. "But we'll be strong, and we will fight, against the, creatures of the night." Her eyes fluttered open and those bright jade eyes where on him again. A smirk formed as she set up and grabbed her head but got dizzy, he moved to steady her and she pushed his hands away with a frown. "I got this, I'm not weak, and i don't need someone resquing me." He half growled and purred as he smirked suductively trying to hide the earlier fear and worry. "I beg to differ on that one, Hun."

She rolled her eyes but smiled blushing a bit as she saw that Dib, had apparently been able to hit him with a knife during him kicking his ass, and rubbing her throbbing temmples. "I..uh..um, Thanks. For...you know. But i could of handled it." He crossed his arms rolling his eyes as he watched her get up. He moved behind her and whispered in her ear. "You know, Your such a hard headed nin, you may be the thoughest out of your sisters...you may think you can do everything. But at one point, you need to admit. You need saving too." She rolled his eyes. "Never have, never will. Besided, if i ever do- I guess I'm shit out of luck. Boo-hoo." He growled as he hugged her and pinned her against the wall, she froze not sure what to think or do. "B-Butch?" He growled.."And rather you want it or not, when that day comes. I'll be there. ANd then you can't run." She gritted her teeth and turned glaring at him, challenging him. "Run? Ha. Run from what?" He did the last thing she expected then, he kissed her. And pulled away only when he had to breath meeting her gaze with the same determination, only this time there was something in his eyes, she'd never seen before, and it made her shiver.

"From me, from the truth. You need a knight in shinning armor. In other words. ME."Her eyes went wide at his words, for the first time she didn't really know what to say. She felt conussed, happy, worried, but more then the shock...agrivated. No, how could this be happening? How could he be saying this to her, how could any of it been true, and in her heart she wanted to believe it. But she be DAMNED if she ever fell for one of Ace's tricks.....but he wasn't smart like Ace. There's no way he could think this one up, could there? His lips brushed her neck and up to her lips, pressing soft and yet demanding...at first she stiffened before she relaxed and kissed him back in the same passion a small moan escaping her lips. B.C., what if it is? What if you get hurt again. Brick is smarter then Ace. Ace...Her eyes opened as the fire and electricity still moved through her that she felt. The chemistry was stifling and she closed her eyes.

I'm sick of it, of being alone. Of being so scared and hurt, sense when do I act like this?She pushed at the wall of his chest trying to move away from her, but he didn't budge. This made her agrivated. The risk was to much. If she made a decision, then she'd have to be damned sure, it was right....And yet....she didn't want to. He'd proven he wasn't Ace....and he didn't seem to be trying to hurt her or get on just her good side, Butch could have done that so much easier- and as much as he loved pissing her off, and the challenge...he wouldn't have bothered with it. His hands touched the brim of her pants and tugged, this made her break the kiss and glare at him blushing like crazy. "Butch!?" He looked at her as he rubbed his cheek, where she slapped him. "Sorry, ButterBu- I mean ButterCup. I just can't control myself when it comes to you." He said with a blush and a small smirk, but in his eyes he looked nervous. Yep, this was real. Butch was no where near being an actor. If he was an actor, then Mitch was the Queen of France, and they don't even have queen or kings. "I'll give you a chance, b-but...if you tell my sisters, I won't heitate to kill you." He blinked, smiled, kissed her and then moved away. "Deal. Trust me, if Brick ever found out I'd be killed as it is. See you tomorrow then, hun." And with that he took off out the window.

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Koanita: Okay so some people are wondering why this is in 'M' section. 1.) Violence and Language- once you read the chapters i work on ahead, you'll see what i mean. It get's gorey and well, just horrorish due to the plot. Also, this will include very, very descriptive lemons. xD

Brick: Why the hell is this even rated M??!?

Koanita: they never lisean.

Blossom:- Roll's eyes- You'll see soon enough -eyes him up and down-

Brick: -smirks- Like what you see?

Blossom: -blushes- Oh, well let me think-moves to set on his lap-

Koanita: HEY!! Knock it off you teo, the lemon aint until the NEXT Chapter. GOD DAMN IT xD