Okay, I know it's been a long time since I updated this story. I had completely forgotten about it. silly me, but here's a new Chapter. It's Butch And Buttercup's first date. What will they do? Read and find out.

Chapter Nine: A Night Out

Buttercup's POV

It was already six o'clock and Butch was going to be here in less than an hour and I still didn't know what to wear. I rifled through my closet when I heard a knock at my door.

"Go away, I'm busy right now!" I shouted not even knowing someone was at the door.

"Buttercup, what are you doing?" I heard Blossom's voice from the doorway. I came out of the closet to see her laughing quietly. "Well, well, well, it's finally happened."

"What?" I said. It was less of a question and more an accusation.

"Buttercup has finally become a girl," Blossom said.

"Blossom, just shut up," I said. "I'm having a crisis here. Butch is going to be here soon, and I have no idea what to wear."

"Calm down and I'll help," Blossom said.

"But it's our first real date, and I just so nervous. Why am I nervous? Fuck, I am turning into a girl."

"Newsflash, you've always been a girl," Blossom said.

"That's not what I mean," I said. "I don't know anything about clothes and fashion and makeup and all the girly stuff."

"Did someone say clothes and makeup," came Bubbles voice from my doorway. "So getting ready for your big date with Butch?"

"How did you know?" I shot up off my bed and asked her.

"Everybody knows," Bubbles said with a giggle. "It's all over school that you and Butch are the latest gossip. There was a pool going on saying how long before you two would get together. I won."

"What! You mean a betting pool," I said. "That's sick."

"Maybe, but I'm $100 richer for it. I said five days and that's exactly how long it's been. It has been five days to the day you met and here you are going on you first real date."

"Bubbles, whoever thought you were sweet and innocent was sadly mistaken. To extort money off my so-called love life…"

"It's not extortion, and besides you would do the same," Bubbles said. "So, what are you wearing? We'll have to do your hair and makeup to match."

"Oh, no, you're not touching my hair or my face," I said, drawing the line. I didn't want my little sister making me look all dainty and cute just for some guy. Plus, Butch wasn't into the innocent looking type.

"I've got it," Blossom said. She held up my black leather shirt and green and black spandex top that showed way too much cleavage for my taste and the skirt was way too short.

"Don't you think that a little too… slutty," I said.

"No, this will make you look hot," Blossom said. With those black fish net stocking you bought and a pair of high heel Butch will be drooling all over you."

"Blossom, I'll look like a prostitute in that," I said.

"No, you won't," Blossom said. "Now go get changed."

"Fine, I said and grabbed the outfit and went into the bathroom. I quickly changed, trying to prove to Blossom and Bubbles that I did look too slutty in this, so I still had time to pick out something else. Then I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I did look good. With my leather jacket and leather short boots I would look more biker than bimbo. "Okay, girls, I'm almost ready."

"Not quite," Blossom said, and handed a pair high heel shoes. The heel was four inches.

"No way am I wearing those," I said. "I'd fall down before getting out of the house. I'll wear my black boots instead."

"Fine then," Blossom said as I sat down on my bed and put them on."

"Great," Bubbles said excitedly. "Now that wardrobe is out of the way, it's time for hair and makeup."

I groaned. "Just don't go overboard, Bubbles." She took my hand and dragged me into her bedroom and sat me down at her vanity table. "Keep it simple."

"Of course," she said, but simple to Bubbles was a cross between mime and circus clown.

I was almost afraid to look when she was done, but when I looked in the mirror I thought I looked pretty good. My makeup looked natural with the color of my lips being only a shade darker than natural. My eye shadow was a pale green with pale browns and white mixed in and black mascara and eye liner to make my eye color pop. My blush was a pale brown with only a hint of maroon. My hair was soft and natural with only a slight wave to it.

"So, what do you think?" Bubbles asked.

"You did great," I said as we all heard the doorbell ring. "Damn, is he here already?" It was only ten minutes to seven. "He's early, and I'm barely ready."

"Don't worry," Blossom said. "I'll go answer the door while you finish up."

I ran to my room to get my jacket. I decided to not wear any jewelry, not being the jewelry type anyway. I could hear the voices from downstairs. Butch was definitely here, and I was more nervous than ever. All these doubts kept going through my head. What if I wore the wrong clothes? What if he hated my hair? What if the date was a disaster? Fuck it, I couldn't wait any longer. It was now or never, and if I made a complete fool of myself then so be it.

I came down the stairs and entered the living room to see Blossom and Butch talking. "Hi," I said as I approached them.

"Hi," he said, raising him eyebrows.

Blossom very discreetly walked out of the room and into the kitchen. "So, do I look okay?" I asked him. "You didn't tell me where we were going, so I wasn't sure…"

"You look great," he said coming up to me and taking my hand. "I just never seen you in a skirt before. It's very sexy."

"Blossom actually picked it out," I said. "I'm just glad it wasn't anything pink." I laughed at the thought, and he smiled at me. I felt awkward for a moment.

"So, are you ready to go?" he asked.

"Sure, where are we going?"

"You'll see," he said, as he led me to the door. When we got outside I was surprised not to see his motorcycle. "Brick loaned me the truck tonight. It's not as fancy as you used to, but it'll get us there and back."

"As long as the radio works," I said as he opened the passenger's side door for me.

"Don't worry, it does," he said as he closed the door. In less than a minute he got in the car and looked over at me. It made me a little nervous the way he stared at me. "I gotta tell you something. I was a little nervous about tonight."

"Really, me too," I said. "It's kind of our first date."

"Yeah," he said and started the car. The radio was blaring out country music. "Oh, shit, Brick, you're so damn lame."

I just laughed. "That's Blossom's favorite station." I reached over and turned the channel. "That's better." I had found the heavy metal station and cracked it up as Butch grove off. I had almost forgotten to put my seatbelt on. I quickly fastened it was Butch drove down the streets of Townsville.

"So tell me where we're going?" I asked as he pulled down a side street.

"Just a little place I like to hang out at," he said as he turned down an alley.

His explanation was cryptic, but it had me wondering. Now, I was really interested to see what kind of places he frequented. He parked the truck in a little parkway, behind an old brick building. It didn't look like anything was here, just some old buildings on the seedier side of town. He opened my door for me and helped me out. He put an arm around me and led me around the corner. Normally I would have been a little scared being on this side of town, but somehow I felt safe with Butch. He led me to a little place with a sign above the door the read The Crept. We walked in and I noticed there were very few woman in the place, only a waitress and an older woman playing cards and smoking a cigar.

"Hey, Butch," a guy with long hair pulled back in a ponytail and wearing a leather jacket said. He looked to be in his mid-thirties and about three hundred pounds. "Where ya been?" Then the man spotted me. "I think I know." The guy winked at me, which didn't go unnoticed by Butch.

"Alright, Harry, no flirting with my girl," Butch said, putting and arm around my waist. "This is BC, my date."

"Well, she's a pretty one," he said. "So you here to play some pool? We got a new guy bragging he came beat your ass."

"Oh, really," Butch said. "So who's this joker?"

"He's name's Randy. Claims to be some pool champ for Atlantic City. Says he won some trophies or some shit like that."

"That don't mean nothing," he said. "Sounds like he's full of hot air."

"Yeah, but he's in every night wiping to floor with everyone. He's lookin' to you on."

"Fine with me," he said. "But first I think me my girl would like a drink."

"Sounds great," I said as Butch led us to a table. "I'm really thirsty."

"So, how about a beer?" Butch asked me. I looked a little surprised. I hoped he didn't notice. "I guess you never had beer before."

"Well, of course I have, but we're under age. Don't they card in these places?"

"Sure, they do," Butch said and pulled out his ID and showed it to me. It said he was 22. I just smiled devilishly at him, and here I thought I was the only one with one of those. I pulled out mine and Butch scanned the information quickly. "So you are a bad girl."

"Not really. I can only use it when we go to the city. Too many people know me here. You know, small town and all."

"So, you lived here your whole live?" he asked me.

"No," I said. "We were in Maryland for a while. That's where we met Dad. He was working as a research assistant. Bubbles got real sick with something. I don't remember what, but it got us kicked out of a group home. They tried to split us up, but Dad stepped in and took us all in. A few months later Bubbles got better and he adopted us, officially. We moved to Townsville when Dad got a teaching job at the University and we've been here never since. So what's your story?"

"Well, me and my brothers have been on our own the last few months after our dad died. We met him in New York. We were in a gang back then. We were just kids, but Mojo liked us for some reason. He was a street hustler, but he had a good heart. He had to be to take in three low live kids from the street."

"How did he die?" I asked. I almost regretted asking it, seeing the sorrowful look in his eye. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be nosey."

"No it's okay. Mojo just hustled the wrong person and got killed. That's all."

"Sorry, You must have loved him a lot," I said sympathetically. Finally our drinks came. It lightened the mood a little.

"I guess so," Butch said taking a sip. "He wasn't the best role model for a kid, but he deep down he was a good guy."

"But it must be hard, living on your own and all," I said. I couldn't imagine at my age having to fend for myself. I didn't even have a job. It made me wonder what he and his brothers did for a living.

"We get by," he said and sat back in his chair.

Suddenly a guy walked up to our table. He was a bid scruffy-looking with two day stubble on his face and clothes that looked like they had been slept in. Behind him was a tall blonde woman. Her high heels made her look even taller. She wore a short bright red dress that barely went passed her thighs with black tights, and here I thought I looked a little slutty.

"Are you Butch?" the man asked getting our attention.

"What's it to you?" Butch said nonchalantly as he took another drink of his beer.

"I heard you're the best pool hustler around," he said leaning on Butch's chair. "I say ya ain't."

"I'm in no mood for a game now," Butch said looking the guy straight in the eye. "Look I'm here relaxing with my girl so go take a walk."

"You scared I might beat you?" the man said. "And show you up in front of the lady."

"That a challenge?" Butch asked. His eyes looked so intense.

"I got $500 saying I can beat you," the guy said. "We could make this interesting, you and your girl against me and mine. Winner gets a grand."

"You got that kind of money?" Butch asked not really believing the guy was serious. Then I saw him drop another $500 on the table.

"Sorry, but I'm not working tonight," he said.

"Wait a minute," I whispered over to him. "That's a lot of money."

"So," he said. "Besides if he's serious he must be good. I don't want to get you into…"

"I can play," I said. "So why not?"

"Are you sure?" he whispered back to me. I nodded back to him.

"Okay, you got yourself a deal," Butch said got up from his seat. "So what's the name?"

"Randy and this is my girl Charlotte," Randy said. "So be prepared to lose you money."

"I was about to tell you the same thing," Butch said.

He dropped a wad of bills on the tables. I guessed enough to match the bet. I wondered where he got all that money, but with a guy like Butch maybe I didn't want to know. He led me over to the pool table along with Randy and Charlotte.

We flipped a coin to see who would break. We won, but Randy and Charlotte insisted I make the first move. Butch looked a little nervous as I took my stance. I laid all my concentration on the ball the made my shot. I looked over at Butch who looked stunned.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear. "I told you I could play." I hit three balls before I missed one, and it was Charlotte's turn. Butch put his arm around my waist as we watched her play. She hit the first ball but missed the second.

Butch took his turn as a crowd gathered around. They were cheering every time he sunk a ball. I saw Charlotte lift her leg and pull her tights up her thighs. So that was her game. Distract the other player into making a mistake. Well, two could play that game. Butch was on his fourth ball when he missed, and now it was Randy's turn.

"It is hot in here?" I asked. I took out a piece of ice out of my beer glass and dabbed in on my chest rolling it across my skin, and what was left of it I put into my mouth and let it melt down my throat. Randy was watching the whole time. "Are you just going to stand there and stare, or are you going to shoot?"

I looked over at Charlotte who looked livid. I thought steam was about to come out of her ears. Randy took his shoot but missed. Some champ, I thought, missing such an easy ball.

"I guess it's my turn," I said and picked up my pool stick.

"What was that all about?" Butch whispered into my ear.

"You'll see," I said giving him a devilish grin. I took my shot and sank it. There were two balls left on the table. I made my next call and concentrated. It was an easy one, and I made the shot with little trouble.

"You get this last one and we'll win," Butch whispered to me. "You think you can do it?"

"Yeah, just keep everyone quiet," I said. I concentrated hard. I blocked out everything. It was just me and pool table and ball I aimed to sink. I took my stance and made my move. It was all or nothing at this point. I took my shot and time seemed to slow down. I watched the ball roll down towards the corner pocket and slowly drop in.

Suddenly the noise from the onlookers brought me back to reality. I felt Butch's arms around me as he kissed my neck. Randy and Charlotte looked pissed, but I didn't care. We won the game and Butch picked up the money. He took five $100 bills and handed them to me.

"What's this?"

"Your cut," he said. "You did half the work, so half the money is yours."

"Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Yeah, you take that money buy you something nice," I said. Then he pulled me close and whispered in my ear. "Something hot and sexy."

I laughed at him. I didn't know he could be such a pervert. He led me back over to the table and asked, "Are you hungry? This place has the best chili."

"Great," I said as I sat down. "Extra spicy for me and lots of beans."

"Got that Harry!" Butch called out. "Two bowls of chili, extra spicy." He looked back over at me devilishly. "You're pretty hot spicy." I blushed a little at that. "So, where did you learn to play pool like that?"

"I've been around," I said. "That fake ID I got. Well, it gets me into a lot of places in the city. I met up with this gang last year when Dad was lecturing at the collage over the summer. I got into some stuff with them."

"So you are a bad girl," he said. "Here, I thought you were all sweet and innocent."

"Not hardly," I said. "I'm not like my sisters. They don't know about half the stuff I've done."

"Well, tonight you were my good luck charm. I think I'm going to make you my partner. That means Boomer's out of a job. We always did the smart guy dumb guy routine, but what you did… "

"Just a distraction," I said. "They did it first."

"You did it better," he said with a laugh. "Come on, let's dance."

"But there's no music," I said.

"But there's a jukebox over there. I'll let you pick."

"Okay," I said. He walked me over to the jukebox and put in a coin. I looked at the selections. I chose something a little out of the ordinary. Some old 80s pop song, but it was sexy one.

"Weird choice," he said as me took me in his arms. I wasn't that great of a dancer, but he turned out to be a strong partner and I moved to the music like I never thought I could. He spun me around which made me laugh. I was having such a great time. I didn't know dating could be this fun. By the time the song ended our food had come. I was starving by time and dug right into my food.

"Slow down, baby, or you'll choke," he said as he took a bite.

"I'm hungry," I said to him between bites. "I didn't eat all day. I was kind of nervous about going out tonight. I didn't even know what to wear or anything."

"You were nervous. Yeah, you said that, but I wasn't sure if you were bullshitting me. You don't seem like the kind of girl to get nervous," he said. He chuckled a bit. "I guess I was too. I didn't think you would like coming here."

"Are you kidding? This place is great. Most guys want to go somewhere boring or traditional, but I like it here."

"And here thought you'd like someplace classier," he said.

"What? like the symphony?" I asked jokingly. "No, that's more Blossom's taste."

"So I chose right," Butch said, giving me that flirty stare again.

"Anyplace with you would be perfect," I said as I took the last bite of my chili. Felt myself my face get hot. Why did I say that? He just smiled at me.

For the next hour we just talked, about everything and nothing. It was so easy being with him, not like Mitch. With him everything seemed so forced but with Butch it was natural. I felt so comfortable with him, but still I felt something inside of me. My heart would race when I was near him, but I kind of liked the feeling.

It was late, but not too late. Butch looked over at me. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," I said as I put on my jacket. "So where do we go next?" I asked as he took my hand.

"Isn't late for you?" he asked me.

"Not really and besides it's not a school night, so we have time," I said. "I'd like to show you something."

"Oh, really," he said as we were walking out.

When we got to the truck I said, "Toss me your keys."

"What?" he asked, looking shocked.

"Toss me your keys," I repeated. "I want to take you to my special place."

"Your special place?" he questioned coming closer to me. His hands were around my waist. I felt suddenly nervous having him so close to me. "And where would that be?"

"Just some place I go to just to be alone and think," I said as he brushed him fingers up and down my back. It sent shivers through me and with my leather jacket on and being a warm night I shouldn't have been cold. I realized it must have had something to do with him.

"So, do you take all your boyfriends there?" he asked, smirking at me seductively but playfully at the same time.

"No, just you, and I only ever had one boyfriend," I said. "Now, will you trust me?"

"Alright," he said and handed me the keys. A got in the driver's side and waited for him to get in. When he did I started the car and took off. I made it out of the alley and went down several streets and turned down towards the lake. That's where I wanted to be. I parked the truck near the picnic grounds and unfastened my seatbelt. "What are we doing here?" he asked.

"Don't ask silly questions," I said and got out of the truck. "Now, come on."

He got out as I was coming around to the passenger's side. I took his hand and dragged him down towards the beach to the secluded spot down by the waterfall. There was a large rock wall and smaller rocks to sit on that gave a good view of the waterfall. As far as I knew no one ever came here. I sat down on one of the large rock. It was high enough so he when was standing next to me that we were eye level with each other.

"So this is you secret place?" he asked me. I nodded and looked down, but he lifted my chin and forced me to look at him. "I like it, and I like you."

I felt goose bumps form on my arms as his hands glided down my am. I wanted to close my eyes so I didn't have to see that intense look in his eyes. I also didn't want to stop looking at him either. As he came closer to me, I felt my muscles tightened, and suddenly his lips were on mine. Oh, god, he tasted so good. I could barely breathe, so I opened my mouth a little and felt his tongue touch mine. Then his arms were around me. I felt my whole body get weak as I melted into him. I moaned softly as he kept kissing me. I felt my body leave the rock and I felt like I was floating, but he had me firmly in his arms as his lips made their way down to my neck. I gasped as he sucked hard. It made me weak, but it felt good. Then I heard a rustling in the trees nearby.

"What was that?" I gasped out.

"What, baby?" Butch asked in between kisses. He tried to go for my lips again, but I stopped him.

"I-I think we should stop," I said, breaking away from him.

"What's the matter, Buttercup?" he asked me, looking concerned. "Did I come on too strong, because…?"

"No, I just… um… I never…" I looked away from him, unable to face him. "I've never been with anyone before."

"You mean you're a virgin?" he asked me, coming closer to me. He wrapped his arms around me. "You're not ready, are you?"

"Well, it is our first date, and I don't want you to think…"

He turned me round still locked in his embrace. "It's okay. You're not ready, I'll wait." I looked a little shocked. That something a considerate boyfriend would say. Did he consider himself my boyfriend? "I would like to keep seeing you. I like you, Buttercup. I just like being with you, no matter what we do." I felt relief and smiled at him and wrapped my arms around him. "Come on, I'll take you home before you get in trouble with your old man."

I let out a small laugh as he walked with me with his arms around me back to the truck. I really was falling for him in a big way. I was just afraid to say it. Hopefully one day I wouldn't be.

Okay, that end of the chapter. I have no idea what I'm going to do for the next one. If anyone has any ideas please PM me. Remember to review and see you next time.