Brick's POV

Blossom and I were walking slow, even her house was out of town. She could've flew, but she didn't want to leave me, or leave our perfectly good time together.

God I missed her.

I know we didn't know each other that much, but I just liked her company. She seemed to change the atmosphere.

"Brick?" Blossom asked.

"Yes?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"Red."

"Mine too."

I only smile at the similarities, but our walk was just perfect, and we were holding hands, too.

"Blossom?"

"Yes Brick?"

"Does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?"

She hesitates for a moment, but then looks at me. Her eyes were full of joy and happiness. "You want to be my boyfriend?"

"Yes, all yours, and you'll be all mine," I say, hugging her.

"Okay then, you're my boyfriend. Since you had your day off at work, why don't we just hang out for the day, ya' know, get to know each other more," Blossom suggested.

"That is the greatest idea ever," I say, stroking her hair. I loved her hair. It was so silky and it had volume, it was strong too. And how can I forget her length; all the way to her knees. Her hair shined in the sun, making it lighter color of orange.

We walked and talked all about herself and me. She loves cats, loves to sing, plays the guitar but Buttercup broke it, and now she doesn't want to buy one because they're too expensive. She loves doing hair, loves her family and thinks I should get a better brotherly bond with Boomer and Butch, who she had just found out that he was my brother and that I disliked him… more than Boomer.

"Hey, want to come over?" I ask.

She snaps up, after staring a while at her half drunken coffee and smiles. "Sure!"

I wonder how she did it. How she could go through hiding her whole life and she keeps a damn smile on her face. She had the cutest dimples too. This chick was something.

Through the walk back to the building to where I work, people surrounded Blossom and I. For one, I was the brother of a very important and rich person, which made me very important. And then there was Blossy, a girl with extraordinary powers, that no human or anything alive could compete with her strength and abilities. We where practically famous.

"Blossom, fly!" Said one of the people from Fox 19. And there where other news and fans. "Brick, marry me!"

Blossom glared at the girl, but shook it off.

"Blossom, do an amazing power."

"Blossom! Do something to prove that you're real!"

"If," People went silent, it was like a concert of screaming fans died, "You guys want to see me do something that bad, I will, but if I do, let me get past in peace."

They all nod and agree. Blossom started floating and smiling, grabbing my hand lifting me up with her.

"Wow! Amazing!" some said.

And then we were off. We were to my work building in a second that it took an hour to walk from.

I grabbed the keys that were in my pocket and unlocked my car. Blossom got in and I turned on the car and then we were off.

I wondered what Blossom would think of my house. It was big, what everyone dreamed for and I lived right by the ocean facing my luxury yacht.

Well, it was all mine, and I had no problem sharing it with everyone. That I knew and trusted and cared for deeply. Like my mother and Blossom. Maybe Boomer once in a while.

I was nervous. What if it wasn't enough? What if it was too much?

And then something from long ago reaped in my mind.

"Mommy, mommy! Can I have this dress, this one?" I stared at the girl with pink hair that went to her torso. She was really pretty, yet small, like she could be broken. She looked up at a lady with curly orange hair. "Of course my little angel!" She put the dress in the shopping cart.

I turned to look at my mommy, looking her smile at the little girl and the lady. She then looked at me, jet black hair covering one of her eyes. It was pretty long, and shiny. And piercing blue eyes with mascara and eyeliner surrounding her eyes.

"Mommy?" I asked.

"Yes my little red angel?"

"That girl is very pretty. Do you think I'll marry her like you and Daddy Jojo?" I ask.

"You'll marry whoever you love. Ya' know, if a girl loves you, she wouldn't care what you'd have. She'd only care about you. I know you'll find a girl like that, because of your handsome little butt!" She lifted me up and kissed me on the cheek.

"Mrs. Jojo!" The orange, curly headed lady said. I saw her from the news and talking to my dad about business.

The little girl followed behind.

Mommy put me down and shook hands with the lady, "Mrs. Bellum, pleasure to see you again!"

"Yes, same here! How are you!"

They probably knew each other from a dinner they had with the family and everything. Someone like her would love to have dinner with the richest and kindest lady in the world. Also known as my mother.

I wondered off, looking at nice little suits for parties and stuff like that.

While staring at a suit they looked very cute in my eyes, it was a red velvet suit with a lighter color red tie. The patterns were really authentic.

"'Scuse me?" I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Yes?" I ask, not turning around.

"Well, I wanted to meet ya'."

I turn around and face the little girl I called pretty earlier. I felt warmth creep up in my cheeks. Shit, I was blushing.

"Oh, uh-uhm, my name is Brick. What is yours?"

"Blossom! Nice to meet ya' Brick!"

She seemed too happy, but I got mesmerized in her eyes.

I couldn't help but ask, "Would you care about what your future husband has in the future? Like, if they has nothing or if they had everything?" I asked.

"'Course not!"

"Blossom!" Her mother called.

"Gotta' go!" She skipped away, happily, and then I ran to my mommy. It was nice seeing her. She made me feel better, and I promise, I'm going to marry her one day.

"Brick?" Asked Blossom. We were driving into the woods. That's the way you go to my house, it's quite hidden. I don't want people to stalk me at night.

"Don't worry, this is the way we go to my house."

"No, I mean, it looks like something is in your mind. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I just think I saw you when I was young. I was just remembering some things and my mom."

"That's so cool! Where is your mom now?" She asked.

Truthfully, I didn't know. My dad had said she left, and a couple days after that, he told me she was dead. I didn't believe him.

"Uhm… I don't really know, my dad says she left when I was young."

She nods and holds my hand. She saw that something was bothering me, and I liked the way she held my hand.

She took something away, and brought something even bigger to fill my heart up.

I think I'm falling in love with her already.

Blossom's POV

I knew something was on his mind. Was it me? Did I do something wrong? Damn, it must be because I left him.

"I'm so sorry."

"For what?" Brick asked.

"For leaving. I'm so stupid, I knew you would hate me if I left, but I thought you already hated me, so I just left not thinking about it, taking my mothers advice, so—" He cut me off, "Blossom, calm down. I'm not mad or even upset, I'm just happy you came back, and that's all. Thank you for coming back!" He smiled at me, and I just stared at him with astonishment. He understood?

I laid back in my seat, staring out the window with a huge grin plastered on my face. I couldn't wait to marry him.

Wait, what? Marry? What the hell are you thinking?

No, that's not right to be thinking that now.

After a few more minutes of driving through that long trail, I see a mansion next to the ocean come in my view. This was his house? Damn.

"Hopefully you like my house so you could come over every day," Stated Brick.

I only smile and look at him. Finally, I say, "It doesn't matter. At least I'll be with you."

And I walked with him to his house.

Well, there goes the 10th chapter. I'm thinking this should be the last one, too, with an epilogue, but then, what about the Blue and Greens? And Bricks mommy? And so much more!

I'll upload it next week.

Thank you for reading.