Authors Note: First of all I just want to take this time to say thank you for the reviews, I wouldn't have continued without them. Seriously I thought no one was reading, so I won't stop until this is finished. I felt that there was too much of the blue couple and the red couple, so I was going to do the green couple in this chapter. But I decided to finish what I started with the first two before I move on to the greens. Also a lot of you have probably guessed the true identity of Justin and Jason. For those who haven't, it's still a surprise. I feel like I have made it too obvious though for the reader, I was really going to make it a big climatic surprise, well anyway the damage is already done, just don't tell the Powerpuff girls who these mystery men are, ok? Our little secret.

Chapter 9

It was after dinner and the two were in Justin's car driving home. They were having a very engaging conversation in the car, when Blossom notices Justin isn't heading towards her house.

Blossom: oh um... Where are we going Justin?

Justin: I thought we could hang out at my place, unless that makes you uncomfortable.

Blossom: no not at all.

She was lying of course, they had known each other for a couple of weeks and she didn't know if she wanted to rush things so soon. What kind of girl would she be if she just gave it up on the first date? But at the same time she didn't want to come off as a prude or someone immature. She blushes a bit and forces a smile.

Blossom: I've always wondered what the inside of your apartment looked like.

Justin gives her an awkward glance and chuckles as he drives. Blossom turns away and her whole face turns red, that came out totally wrong. This was soooo embarrassing, why couldn't she just be cool, instead she felt like some kind of high school girl on her prom night.

Justin: you're absolutely adorable.

Blossom looks at him shocked: w…what?

Justin: I never get bored looking at you. You live inside your head, do you?

Blossom: is that weird?

Justin: not really everyone does it from time to time, whether they realize it or not.

Blossom: do you?

Justin: I use to, of course they were delusions of grandeur but believe it or not I had an even bigger ego back then, then I do now.

Blossom says sarcastically: no really get out.

Justin chuckles: ha ha very funny.

They drive up to Justin's penthouse and park in his private garage. The instant they stepped through the door she became mesmerized by all of the antique stuff he had there, it was like walking into a museum of art. Justin takes her coat and hangs it in the closet; he then leads her into his living room. She sits down and smiles up at him.

Justin: wants some coffee?

Blossom: sure.

Justin disappears off into the kitchen and fixes them both a cup. He then brings it out to her and rests it on the coffee table in front of her. She takes it and sips on it.

Blossom: it's hazelnut, my favorite.

Justin: I'm glad you like it, it's my favorite too.

Blossom: your place is beautiful, I love art work. I didn't know you were a collector

Justin: oh I appreciate beautiful things, you know, art work, antiques….women.

Blossom looks away blushing as he stares directly at her. She smiles feeling herself become more comfortable around him. He turns on the T.V and the two of them spend the rest of the evening watching movies and drinking coffee. As the night drew to a close, Blossom found herself getting sleepier and sleepier, she hadn't realized just how tired she was until she had finished off her coffee, it had a weird after taste, but she passed it off as nothing and rested her head on Justin's shoulder.

Blossom: hmmm I feel so light headed. I think I'm going to pass out.

Justin: really? The nights not even over yet.

Blossom: I'm so sorry, I don't get why I'm so tired.

Justin: don't worry about it; you can fall asleep on me if you want to.

Blossom: hmmm….. No…. I should go…. (Yawn)… home and…..

She drifts off completely and falls completely unconscious. Justin waits for a few long minutes; he wanted to make sure she was completely out for good. He tips her head back and then let's go allowing her whole body to fall back on the couch. He grins seeing that she is incapacitated, the drug took longer then usual to work but he was glad it did. He lifts her in his arms and gets up off the couch; he then takes her to his bedroom. He lays her down on the bed and reaches underneath his bed. He reaches for a black small case nestled in the middle of the floor under his bed, he grabs it and opens the case, he then takes an empty syringe from it and a couple of alcohol swabs and rubs some on a spot on her arm. Then he sticks her with the syringe drawing blood. He stays there until the entire syringe is full of her blood, while looking at her to make sure the drug wasn't wearing off; he estimated that he had at least another hour. He takes the syringe out and wipes the access blood off that spot. He then applies a thick layer of liquid bandage to the spot. It also covered the needled spot, when she wakes up she won't even realize what happened and there will be no marks on her skin to tell her otherwise. He stares at her while she sleeps and smiles while putting a cap on the syringe and puts his blood sample back in the case. He then gets in bed with her and lays on his back staring at the ceiling, he knew what he wanted, he knew why he was doing this and most of all he knew how hard this will be when his plan finally succeeds. He takes a moment to think about all of this and mentally prepare himself for the next few steps in his plan.

[Meanwhile]

Bubbles stands in the middle of starlight park, she didn't know why she picked this place, it was strictly for couples, young lovers and elderly married couples who just want to spend time with one another. She just happens to be the only weirdo standing there alone wearing a brown trench coat, and matching hat covering her hair, holding a syringe in her pocket. She was pretty sure boomer won't recognize her without her signature pigtails. She was glad she stopped doing that hairstyle back in high school, by the time she was 16 she pretty much felt dorky looking with her hair like that. She shakes her head, temporarily wiping away the images of pigtails, braces and mosquito bite boobs from her mind to focus on the task at hand. As she waits she sees an expensive looking car drive up to the entrance of the park gates, and settled in a parking spot close by. She didn't pay attention to it at first until she saw who stepped out of it and nearly cried out in shock. It was him, James Del Tora aka Boomer Jojo, he steps out of the car looking like he just stepped off the runway. He was dressed in a blue button down shirt with a black coat covering it and black pants with matching shoes. Dark blue eyes radiated through his curly blond bangs as he scanned his surroundings for his secret admirer. He walks in through the gate and walks in the direction of where bubbles is standing.

Bubbles freaks a little and floats over into a nearby gazebo surrounded by flowers and vines. James notices someone moving in the darkness and stops in the middles of the path. He looks ahead of him through the darkly lit park and notices someone standing in the gazebo. He slows his pace a little but ventures forward.

Boomer: Hello?

Bubbles turns away from him, with her back turned she completely misses the confused look on his face. She lowers her voice a bit.

Bubbles: Hello James

Boomer stands there: Bunny 24?

Bubbles: yes

Boomer gets to the gazebo and walks in, he keeps his distance and stands there staring at her curiously. Due to her strange behavior he figured he should keep his distance.

Boomer: oh….. Soooo what's with the disguise?

Bubbles: I have something to discuss with you

Boomer: do tell

He notices she is holding something in her pocket and starts to get nervous all of a sudden. He reaches into his own pocket and grabs his pocket knife. Whatever she has it doesn't feel right to him. If she attempted anything at least he could defend himself, he could also rely on his black belt in karate. Still he seriously hopes that things won't get to that, this was the person he had fallen for. Bubbles keeps her face hidden but ducks her head down using the hat as a cover.

Boomer: what do you have to tell me?

Bubbles takes a deep breath and unbuttons her coat, she then opens it revealing that she had on a simple white evening dress, with a V front showing off her full boobs. She lets the coat fall to the floor and reveals herself holding the syringe tightly in her hand which shook like crazy. Despite how she looked, boomers eyes were trained on the syringe, since that was the only visible thing he could see since she remained in the darkness of the Gazebo.

Boomer: is… is that for me? Bunny?

Bubbles: I don't want you to go crazy.

Boomer frowns: you disguised yourself to meet me in a dark park at night and you're holding a syringe filled with god knows what….And you think I'm going to go crazy? Please put the syringe down bunny, I only want to talk.

Bubbles blushes, she knew this made her look even more crazier then him, she takes off her hat and lets it fall to the floor along with the coat. She lets her hair flow down her back in curly rivers; she then stays in the shadows with her eyes focused on the ground.

Bubbles: actually, I really do feel that you will go crazy Boomer….

Boomer takes a step back: how…..how did you know my name? Who are you? Are you really bunny 24?

Bubbles steps out of the shadows holding the syringe at her side. She then looks at him with her light blue eyes. They stare at each other for a long time before bubbles breaks the silence.

Bubbles: hello boomer. Remember me?

Boomer looks at her shocked: Bubbles?

The two blonds stare at each other to see who would move first.