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Chapter 9: The Chemistry Between Us

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Dexter has always been the type of man with a plan. And if that plan somehow failed, he had a backup plan. And if that backup plan did not work, he had several more in the works that would guarantee his victory, in whatever challenge he was up against. Needless to say, the very idea of losing, was inconceivable. Laughable, even.

So when he finally had to swallow down the loss of his perfect girlfriend, he may have lost his mind. Just a bit.

But alas. Who could blame him? Dexter had staged everything so perfectly. Their first meeting. Their first project. Even down to the first date, everything had gone accordingly, because he took the time to do his research. Blossom Utonium was absolutely the perfect specimen to pick as his future wife. Mind you, it did take him a bit to become attracted to her chemical composition. He never thought to be married to a.. Lab experiment. However, what greater way to pay tribute to his first love, science, than to marry one of its greatest achievements? It was at that moment, when he and Blossom were finally together, that Dexter realized this was love.

That's not to say there were no problems. Of course not. While he may be the perfect scientist, he is not the perfect human being. Far from it. His physical body did lack the strength that would gain him such a status. That being said, Blossom also had a tendency to.. Lack vision with some of Dexter's experiments. So sometimes they would argue and, try as he might, if he happened to be wrong, it was difficult to admit. But that rarely happened, so he felt her on going frustration with their relationship begin to build. His genius, although the reason they got along so well, was the only problem for their relationship to continue. He was convinced that had she not felt threatened by his knowledge, she would be much more comply-able.

With all the years of research he had on Blossom, you would think he would have more of an advantage. Dexter had been following and documenting her for 2 years before he first approached her. He saw which establishments she frequented, and which ones she avoided. He read any novel she picked up, even with mild interest. He rented an apartment that had the perfect view to her window, to see what types of shows or movies she was interested in. How she spent her days off and what not.

And yet, she had to walk in on that idiotic conversation with that imbecile classmate Billy. Though she was partially to blame, as his growing need to take their relationship to the next level, continued to be ignored. Having that day been denied past a chaste kiss from Blossom, Dexter was extremely frustrated. And of course, Billy HAD to take notice of this. He HAD to keep probing about their sex life, or in his case, lack thereof. And Dexter had a moment of ill judgement, stating how he felt about the increasingly uncomfortable situation. But that had been his mistake, and he knew it.

That was the beginning of the decline in their relationship. Even after Blossom took him back, he noticed a change in her. So he began, once again, using the apartment he rented to see if he could gain any insight. And insight did he get. It seemed as though that conversation worked in his favor! She was finally getting herself prepared for Dexter! If her sudden interest in exploring her body was any indication..

Weeks went by but nothing happened. With as brave as she was becoming, Dexter would have thought she would make the first move. But if any of the few love stories he has seen her read told him anything, it was that she wanted him to make the first move. So one night, when they were alone in his car off at "the peak", he began to make his move. He started slowly, as to give Blossom some time to adjust, then became increasingly forceful. He did his research, and knew that most women liked a confident man. They liked when a man took charge. But not his Blossom. Oh no. That would be too simple. She had the audacity to punch him in the gut. And she didn't even hold back! He almost vomited with the force to his stomach.

Trying to salvage what he could from their progression, he gave her the opportunity to lead. He would play the gentleman instead. Then she just.. She said she wasn't ready. Wasn't ready? She's been spending weeks getting herself prepared for Dexter! How dare she.. Once again, he used ill judgement and told Blossom how he felt. He questioned her reasons of holding back, and she reacted by leaving him! Threatened to neuter him!

Upon reflection, Dexter should have realized that her affections laid elsewhere, however, he reassessed and came up with a new plan. He convinced Blossom to forgive him, of course, and whilst continuing their relationship, he was developing something quite spectacular in his lab. He already had a sample of her blood, but wanted to save this particular method as an absolute necessity. As he stated. He may have.. Lost his mind. Just a bit.

Well. To be honest, he was still debating on whether or not to go through with his plan Z as it were. But once she broke up with him, and did not immediately go crawling back... The anger had set in. Then, after seeing her walking with that CRETIN... What was his name? Biff? Brawn? Whatever. He had to follow her and know just what was going on. There was absolutely no way that she would choose that breed of scum over someone like Dexter.

But there it was. Plain as day. The two were initially in an argument, and she was.. She was crying. Blossom does not cry. She understands that crying is a waste of one's energy and time. Crying solved nothing. And the crying lead to.. Lead to….

Dexter began to pull at his hair and turn to look at the many pictures of Blossom that were pinned to the wall along with the formulas written to create 2 of the most important chemicals for that whore. The first he would be his way to make her come back to him. The second.. Well that would ensure she had no power over him any longer. He would be taking what was his due. But first. That little bird that had been twittering around him would be used to help ambush Blossom.

Dexter pulled out his phone and dialed the one labeled "Cheap Replacement". Once she helped him with this, she would earn her right to have an actual name in his phone.

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Blossom woke up wonderfully sore. She hadn't known it could be so.. Amazing the first time. Or the second... The third in the shower… The fourth on the couch… It seemed as though Brick was rather insatiable. Though, to be honest, she wasn't exactly surprised. She had always thought him to be type that would need more than most of anything, sex obviously included.

Blossom began to stretch, but felt the arms around her tighten. And something else harden by her leg. Which in turn caused her to blush. "Oh come on now. After all that, are you seriously getting fucking shy on me?" She felt Brick chuckle behind her.

"Shut up. It's just…Still new is all. I obviously don't wake up with anyone next to me every day, you know." Blossom attempted to turn around but felt those arms tighten harder around her before releasing her. "Fine, fine." Brick got up and sat on the edge of the bed, scratching the back of his head. "But you may want to get used to the idea. It's probably going happen more often than not, if I have a fucking say in this shit." Before she could respond, he turned back to her, "How're you feeling..? You sore?"

That made Blossom smile, as she scooted off the bed to sit next to Brick. "Yeah…A little. And I think I would be more so if it wasn't for the chemicals in our systems. But thankfully, as I can take you in a fight, I can also, apparently, take you on…" She trailed off which caused Brick to laugh. "Again, that's debatable. But I'm glad you're not in worse shape. I was, quite frankly, a bit afraid I may have fucked you up. Literally. Ow." Brick rubbed the spot that Blossom just punched. "That fucking hurt." Brick turned to glare at her, and she glared right back. She knew this relationship would take some work, but heck if she was just going to let him run the show the whole time.

That's when his eyes seemed to… Soften. Which caused Blossom's eyes to turn inquisitive. "Come 'ere." Brick said as he stood, arms out for her to jump into. And jump she did. His arms wrapped around her, and with the height difference and the warmth of his strength surrounding her, it made her feel almost as if… As if she was being protected and vulnerable. Which never happened. She was strong on her own, she didn't need, nor had she ever needed, to feel like she needed protection. But somehow, Brick seemed to be the only one capable of giving her a whole load of emotions she never experienced before.

As Blossom continued to have this internal conversation, Brick lifted her head with his left hand and leaned his head down, against her forehead. "We need to figure out what to do about the rest." In a bit of a daze, Blossom shook her head and met his ruby eyes that were set with determination.

"The rest of what..? Didn't we kind of…Take care of everything?" Brick turned his face up to kiss her forehead before bringing it back down and meeting her eyes again. "No, we sure as shit did not. I meant about our families. You know. The what, when, where, how situation." Blossom placed her head on his chest then giggled after taking a minute to think. "And what is so fucking funny, hmm?"

"Well…I was just thinking…The how should be a given. I mean we're all adults. OW!" Blossom kept giggling after Brick gave her a small spanking. "You are officially a smart ass on purpose. I think my Blossom likes it when I spank her. Dirty girl."

Blossom laughed at that then pulled completely out of Brick's arms, only to hold his hands together. "Honestly. I have no idea what we can say. Or even if we should say anything." That caused Brick to stiffen up completely and glare as he pulled his hands from hers. "I'm not going to be your dirty little fucking secret Blossom. I would have thought you felt the same." Brick began to pick up his clothes that were scattered about the room as Blossom realized how that sounded. She used her super speed to race to him and hug him from behind.

"That's not what I meant! I just meant that… I don't want to become a wedge between your brothers. I know I'm not exactly on a list of approval as far as they're concerned. My sisters, well… They may not understand, but Buttercup has had relations with some enemies before… So I doubt she would take it seriously. And Bubbles, well… I honestly think she would be happy that I have finally found someone I trust to give myself to. Lord knows she's a romantic. But your brothers are your life and—,"

Brick cut her off by breaking her hold and then picking her up, bridal style while understanding crossed his features. "Don't worry about my brothers. I don't need anyone's permission to fuck or be with who I want. If I would have ever questioned where their loyalties lied before we did this, I never would have pursued this at all. Thank you for understand just how important to me they are." Brick leaned down and gave her a very hard, very quick kiss then continued. "But I'm not going to leave them in the dark. They need to know where my head's at. And honestly, I feel it'd be pretty shitty to repay their trust with deceit."

Blossom nodded as she wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled closer, giving his collar bone a kiss. "I do too…You're absolutely correct. We should tell them all as soon as possible, but what about the rest of Townsville? Do we have a press conference? How should we handle that?" She felt Brick squeeze her tighter as he spoke into her hair. "The rest of the world can go fuck themselves, as far as I'm concerned. The only people who have a right to know are our families. If you want to tell everyone else, that's up to you, baby. But I'm not about to sacrifice you to the media fuck frenzy that is this shit hole so that they can start treating you like a traitor after all you've done for them. Fuck that. And fuck them."

Blossom felt her heart flutter as he spoke. There may never come a time where Brick told her that he loved her. But even still, the love she had for him would constantly be overflowing. And the way he spoke about her, though not the elegant poetry she imagined her first lover would have, made her feel as though she had a place in his heart. Like he really would take care of her, come hell or high water. If she had thought herself a woman in love before, these last hours in just Brick's company would have sealed that deal for her.

"Alright…Let's go get changed and tell our siblings…Together?" Blossom looked up as Brick nodded and confirmed. "Together."

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Once again, I apologize about the lack of updates for the months I was gone. I will try to keep these updated at least once a week. TRY being the key word.

I hope this will do for now. Thank you all so much for the reviews and what not.

As far as Dexter goes, I wanted it to be more than just like.. Wah my girlfriend broke up with me. I wanted to give him more personality, and I feel that this was the best course of action for what I have planned later. Thoughts on his character?

I realize now that Brick is a bit more loving than I had intended, but while I wanted to keep him as an asshole, I didn't want Blossom to seem like.. Well like an idiot for dating a guy that treats her like shit. SO. (and I'm sure most of you already figured this out) I will keep making him an asshole to basically everyone else. Just not her. Cause again, he's doing his best to keep her.

Brick: And I care...Or whatever the fuck. Fuck off, this isn't YOUR relationship.

-_- Yes Brick. We know. Anyway. Thoughts? :D?

Also PS: Looking to commission a cover for this. Anyone have any suggestions? Open to submissions!