Okay, so I am writing a One-shot about BCxButch at the moment. It's almost finished, so look out for it! :) Anyway, so this chapter should be interesting. If you have any criticizing comments, go ahead and tell me them in the reviews. You won't hurt my feelings, I promise. Don't hold back…just let everything you think of the story out! ^_^ Thanks for reading, and the more reviews I get…the better. Preferably long ones, but a short one is better than nothing! And HatersHateCuzTheyAin'tMe (still a really long name…just FYI), nah that's enough info on this Lily person. Ha ha. And sure, a squirrel with two tails and sharp teeth…sounds kind of creepy, but whatever. Lol. ^_^ Oh and sorry for the late update...

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(Brick POV)

My brothers, the girls, and I were all eating together in a circle around the campfire. All of the other men were either in their tents, or just somewhere besides where we were.

"So," Blossom said suddenly. "Shall I discover what has been troubling you, Brick?"

I closed my eyes tightly, my eyebrows knit together in frustration.

"Oh swell," Buttercup said sarcastically. "You shan't be troubled Brick, I've already had to nanny Butch…"

Butch spewed out his soup with wide eyes, "YOU HAVE DONE NO SUCH THING!"

Everyone smirked at them…they were just too funny.

"Now now Butch," Buttercup said patting his head lightly. "Settle down, or I shall have to ensure your time out…"

Butch growled at her angrily, and everyone burst out laughing. Even Butch knew when he was defeated.

"Alright," I said slowly. "Now that Butch has had time to calm himself…"

Butch shot me a look, making me smirk slightly. Then he got serious when I frowned, nodding to him in a way that meant 'I'm about to tell them'.

"Yes?" Blossom said, eager to find out my reason for frustration.

"We have received news from a very very reliable source," I said rubbing my temples. "That news is far from satisfactory. Tis' ironic, actually, that it shan't be happy news…"

"What is the news?" Bubbles asked wide eyed.

I took in a deep breath, and glanced at everyone. I caught Blossom's eye, and she noticed my weariness for something that involved both of our fathers.

"Both of our fathers have fallen ill," I said, eyes closed. "Deathly ill."

Bubbles gasped, Blossom's eyes went wide, but Buttercup didn't move. She just sat there with a blank expression…making me worry slightly.

"Daddy is sick?" Bubbles asked, her blue eyes filling with tears.

I nodded, "Yes."

She sucked in a breath, let a few tears fall, and then nodded.

Blossom looked extremely sad, and I automatically felt worse than before.

"Well, my appetite has seemed to left me," Buttercup said, standing up abruptly.

Butch's eyes stalked her as she left; his eyes showed nothing but worry for her.

"Butch," I said to him, to which he responded by turning to me. "Go after her already, will you?"

He smiled slightly, then nodded and took off in a sprint.

Blossom sighed, "She'll be alright…she was just very close to father…"

I nodded, "I understand, though Butch does more than I. Butch is very close to our father, so he has obviously been in anguish. More than I…"

She looked me in the eyes, "What shall we do about our fathers, then?"

I looked at her, "We shall greet the other Southern group."

"But-"

"Blossom, we shan't go to our fathers just yet," I said frowning. "Lest one of us perish by the anonymous enemy…"

"What anonymous enemy?" Blossom asked frowning.

I sighed, "Someone, of whom we do not know, has been hurting our fathers."

"Well then, I intend on finding this person!" Blossom said standing up angrily.

"No!" I yelled grabbing her arm. "It's not so easy. I assume their bait, luring us into some inescapable trap!"

"Well then what shall we do?" Blossom asked angrily.

I looked up frowning, "I don't know yet, Blossom."

(Butch POV)

I went into my tent first, but she wasn't there. I wouldn't be there either, but it wouldn't hurt to look.

I ran down through the forest, looking high a low. Then I found her…

She was just sitting there looking out onto the river that flowed through the woods. I slowed my pace down when I noticed her shoulders shaking, heavily I might add. I walked up behind her, and kneeled down slowly. She was either ignoring me, or she didn't see me. Her face was buried in her hands, and I could see tears oozing through the cracks between her fingers. She sniffed, and her shoulders shook more.

I slowly reached out and rubbed her back, to which she responded by jumping in surprise. She turned to me, and I noticed some more abnormal features about her.

Her green eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks flushed, and her nose was as red as Rudolph's. She frowned more, and looked away from me.

"Leave me be, Butch," she sniffed sadly. "I wish to be alone…"

"You do not," I objected. "You deeply desire my presence…"

She shook her head, sobbing more. It hurt me deeply to see her in this state, and I wished for it to leave her immediately.

"Buttercup please," I begged her sadly. "Just…just stop…"

"S-stop w-what?" she asked obviously annoyed, yet still bawling her eyes out.

"Being sad!" I said angrily. "It's hurts me! I have problems like that…"

Then she turned to glare at me, "MY FATHER IS SICK! EXCUSE ME FOR BEING UPSET!"

I cupped her face gently, "Forget what I said…it just came out. Just…just…"

She groaned, "Just leave Butch…"

"Fine," I said slowly. "But before I do, I just wish to tell you that I hate seeing you in this state. I absolutely loath your despair, and hate your melancholy."

I watched her shift slowly, yet still sob sadly. My eyebrows furrowed together in sadness, and I felt my hands clench and unclench.

I wasn't finished though. I had started to vent my feelings to her, so why stop now?

"Buttercup, I hate when you cry. You rarely do it, thank God, but when you do…I wish you didn't. Every time you cry, I wish to hurt the person who did this to you badly," I started. "I wish you would do nothing but smile, because your smile is the most stunningly beautiful smile I've ever seen. I love it when you laugh, because it is a musical symphony to my ears. You alone are more beautiful than a field of flowers, and more radiant than the sun's rays."

She cried harder, but I pressed on.

"Seeing you in this state now, forces me to stay here to help ease your pain," I said. "I shan't see you sad anymore Buttercup, it hurts me…because…"

I froze, I couldn't say it. I shan't say something I do not mean, because...I was raised not to. I had to say it though, but I just couldn't lie. But what if it wasn't a lie? What if I'd felt this way this entire time? I've only known her for a few weeks! I couldn't possibly-

But what if I did?

No, scratch that. I did.

"Buttercup…" I said suddenly getting extremely nervous. "Buttercup, I…"

I heard her slowly stop crying to listen to what I was about to say, though still letting out a few sobs.

"I-I…I love…I love…" I frowned, why was this so hard to tell her?

"SPIT IT OUT ALREADY!" she screamed at me impatiently.

"YOU!" I yelled in shock. "I LOVE YOU!"

Then my eyes went wide when I realized what I'd said, as did hers.

I leaned forward to her, and put my arms on her waist…pulling her forward.

I leaned down to where our foreheads touched, and our noses connected.

"I love you Buttercup," I whispered slowly.

She didn't move for a long time, making me start to panic. What if she didn't feel the same? What if-

"I love you too…" she whispered back slowly.

Then she reached her hand up to my face, and kissed me lightly. Tears streaked down her cheeks, and she pulled away to hide them.

"Don't," I said wiping them away. "You shan't be ashamed of crying Buttercup…it's not a bad thing…"

"It makes me weak," she growled angrily.

"No it doesn't," I said frowning. "It makes you…rather pretty actually…"

I wasn't lying…her red eyes and nose made her look cute.

Her eyes narrowed, "Shut up Butch. If crying is such a good thing, then why don't you cry?"

"Because I am a man Buttercup," I said frowning. "If I should cry, my dignity would be lost forever in a deep abyss."

She rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless.

"That's more like it," I said smiling back at her. Good Lord I loved her smile…

She wrapped her arms around my neck, and lay her head on my chest.

Nothing could be more perfect then that moment.

(Blossom POV)

"Brick," I said slowly.

I was incredibly frustrated because of all this...but I tried to hide it. Brick had been carrying this knowledge around with him for a while, so he was probably more aggravated then I was. I did not need him even more frustrated.

"Hmm?" he asked tiredly, from his mat.

"Do you have any knowledge about this anonymous person?" I asked. "I just wondered..."

He nodded slowly, "Yes."

I waited for him to continue, which he did after a moment.

His eyes remained shut, and his hands rubbed his eyes drowsily.

"He is a foe to both of our countries, and obviously wished for both of them to fall," he said slowly. "The reason for that is unknown, but it does not matter. We have sources trying to unmask this person, yet they have failed each time they wound up near him."

I frowned, "How?"

"Once they were frozen, once murdered," he said slowly, pausing on the last one. "One time they were discovered halfway buried in the ground..."

My eyes widened, "Oh my goodness! That's tragic!"

He nodded, before looking at me seriously, "Blossom..."

I frowned, "Yes?"

He made his way towards me, not breaking eye contact. He sat on my right, and was extremely close to me. He took my hands in his and looked me in the eyes.

"I need you to know, that I'm not letting that person get to you," he said seriously.

"Brick, you needn't trouble yourself over me," I said smiling at his kindness. "I shall take care of myself..."

He grabbed my waist, and pulled me into his chest in an embrace, "I don't wish for you to take care of yourself. I wish to be assured that you are safe, so I must care for you."

"Brick I-"

He cut me off with a kiss. It was a quick kiss, but it was demanding, and told me that he really was worried about me.

He pulled away and held me close to him, "I shan't ever let you be hurt Blossom...you must realize that..."

"I know," I said looking at him. "And I shan't ever let you be hurt, by any person other than I."

He chuckled with that, but continued to hold me in a protective manner.

(Bubbles POV)

I was sad about my father, yes. Did I run off like Buttercup? No. Did I hide my feelings like Blossom did? No. I let my tears run free, and soon felt much better.

I lie against Boomer's chest in his tent, and let the few tears that were left spill out.

"You better?" he asked softly, caressing my flushed cheek.

I nodded, "Much…though I am still sad."

"I understand that," he said. "I'm terribly sorry about all of this mess…"

I nodded, "It's alright, and tis' not your fault."

He looked at me, "Bubbles…may I ask you a question?"

I nodded, "Of course, what is it?"

"Do you love me?" he asked.

"Of course!" I said quickly.

"No, I mean really love me? As in, do you fancy me?" Boomer asked, obviously worried.

I looked him in the eyes, "I've never loved a single living creature on this earth, quite as much as I love you."

Then I kissed him, just so he would be sure.

"Well isn't this sweet?"

We turned around to see a dark shadow standing there. We couldn't see who it was, not that we recognized the voice.

"I'm sure the world would just love to see that a Northern princess, and Southern prince fell in love…"

How did he know I was a princess?

"Who are you?" Boomer asked standing up defensively.

"Your worst nightmare…"

OOOOH THE SUSPENSE! XD Well anyway, hope you enjoyed it! Review please! The longer the review, the better! ^_^