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Buttercup's POV

I wish I hadn't of threatened Butch earlier. I really was jealous, and I think he still knows it. But when I said what I said, he probably thought I didn't like him anymore, when I liked him even more after the whole "Look Alike" thing.

'God he's such an idiot…But I'm an even bigger one for not admitting I like….er, love him. Man I'm not used to that word…' I thought and sighed. Not being able to move around wasn't very fun, and it'd be awkward if I asked Butch to do anything after what had just happened…Strangely he had came back up, but just to clean up the broken glass. We didn't say anything to each other, for it would end up being something…strange. In other words, not sorry.

"So, you still hungry?" He asked after dumping the glass into the trash can. I was going to say no, but my stomach growled like a savage beast. I heard him laugh and saw him turn back around. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Yeah, you do that Lover-Boy." I joked, then his face turned serious.

"Why do you keep calling me those names?"

"What names?"

"You know. "Lover-Boy," "Romeo" and I don't know… "Prince Charming." Do you love me or something?" I saw him bite his tongue when he said that. Either he just realized he had made a big mistake, or he just had the urge to bite his tongue. I was hoping it was the second one, because I didn't want him to have to constantly live in fear of me betting the crap out of him for saying one thing about me liking him. That wasn't the way I wanted this relationship to turn, if this even was a relationship…

"Just go get the food, okay?" I said calmly and looked at the ground, fearing that if I looked at his face I'd turn red as a tomato. I heard him sigh and go back down the steps. I groaned.

"WHAT did I just do?! Why am I cursed with such bottled up emotions?" Butch liked me, and I liked him back…right? It felt as if the whole world was putting it's weight on my shoulders, and I was going to break in a couple of seconds. Do you know what's even worse then that?! My older sister, the only person that ever steered me right, the only person who knew I wasn't a monster that would kill everyone once I was mad enough is dead. And that's enough to make the strongest person cry! So why didn't I…

'Big girls don't cry…Big girls don't cry…' I kept reminding myself. Then I realized something. 'They do.'

Butch's POV

"Buttercup I got the food." I walked into her room holding the two bowels filled with Chinese food. "Buttercup did you he-" There she was. Laying down crying her heart out. I rushed over to her, dropping the bowels in the process. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing…except my whole life!" She cried.

'I've never seen her like this…' I thought. 'Crying is so…so unlike Buttercup.' I then realized, watching her cry made me think about everything that had happened seven months ago, what had happened not to long ago. Brick had died…I had just lost my girlfriend and now…she's all bedridden…because of me. I felt something hot fall from my eyes. Was I…crying?

I thought I had forgotten how to. I thought I never knew how to…

"Great, now I've go you crying to. I'm just such a waste." Buttercup grumbled, her voice cracking with every word. I quickly wiped away the tears and sat next to her.

"You are not a waste, and if you ever dare think you are I'll slap you so hard you'll lose all the taste in your mouth." She chuckled and gave me a ghost of a smile.

"You always know the right thing to say Butch." I hugged her.

"My pleasure babe." I let that last part slip out, but Buttercup did nothing but hug me back.

"Heh, I'm glad we're both happy, but you can't call me "babe," got it Drama Queen?" I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Whatever babe." She bopped me on the head and leaned against her pillows.

"Now where's that food? I'm starving."

"Oh the foods…" I looked over and saw exactly where I left the bowels.

"Why is there Chinese food all over my carpet?"

I'm screwed.

Blossom's POV

Where was I? That was a question I couldn't answer yet. All I know it smelled like…sick people and fresh sheets.

Oh God I think I know where I am.

Next question is, why does my head hurt so much? And why do I feel so…comfortable and warm? This is strange. Wait…I…I hear something! I see a light, and…some figures I think.

"She coming to!" I heard someone cry.

Blinking slowly, I saw four people in front of me, well…three people and one crab thing. The first person was a female nurse, the second person was Mandark? The third was Buttercup's friend, Bell and the crab thing was…I don't know who she was, but I do know she was a girl.

"Nice to see your up." I think the crab thing say that, but she didn't say it with her mouth. Her mouth didn't even open, but I heard her loud and clear.

"How ya feeling Blossom?" Mandark asked with a smirk.

"Um…may I ask how did I get here?" I looked at my hands. They no longer had that white glowing aura they did as an angel, no, they were real. Just plain hands, and that made my heart jump for joy. Wait…my heart?!? It was pounding, which meant… "I'm alive…"

"That's right Deary, and so are your friends over there!" The nurse pointed to the three other beds. In the two that were next to each other lay Brick and Marcus, both with a ice pack on their heads. Then, next to the wall sat Dee Dee, polishing her nails and laughing with Dexter. He looked over to me and smiled brightly.

"Blossom!" I was instantly in a death hug. I had forgotten how much Dexter liked me…Boy was he going to be mad when he found out about us.

"Hi Dexter. How are you?" I asked and tried to hug him back, but my arms were stuck. "Uh…Dexter could you, I don't know…Let me go now?" He slowly let go of me, not waiting to leave the smell of roses that had drifted onto me when me and Suzy were planting the flower garden a day ago. I heard a groan, and looked over. The first words out of Dexter's mouth since the death hug were "Where's Brick" and he had just gotten his answer.

My redheaded boyfriend sat up, rubbing the side of his head. Ruby red eyes on me, a smile appeared on his face and then disappeared when he saw Dexter once again rap his arms around me.

Here we ago. Once again fighting for my love even though Brick had already won it. Then a new question, one that could not be answered popped into my head. How on Earth was I gonna tell Dexter that I was dating Brick without him going psycho path and killing the one I love? I may need to sleep on that one, but then I remembered something.

"Hey! High School starts tomorrow!" The two looked over at me, clearly still in the middle of glaring at each other for they didn't have pleasant looks on their faces. I shivered and kept a straight face. "If you two don't cut it out, I'll get Buttercup to cream you both." Brick rolled his eyes.

"Yeah right." He muttered. "You wouldn't do anything." Dexter darted over to him and pointed a finger in his face.

"You don't talk to her like that!" He screamed causing Brick to squint. I knew he was going to say something that would cause Dexter to explode, so I cut in before that happended.

"He was just playing around Dexter. Calm down." The glasses wearing redhead blushed and walked over to my bed and took a seat right next to me. He stroked my hand a couple of times and smiled at me.

"You know your so beautiful Blossom, and so smart!"

"And your so annoying Dexter!" Brick snickered. Dexter rolled his eyes and got closer to me. I could feel his finger trailing up my arm. Before I knew it, he was giving me a massage. I didn't want him touching me, but Brick never did something like this before. And it felt soooooooo good!

"Now aren't you glad I'm here?" He whispered into my ear. But I forgot to whisper back.

"Oh yeah Dexter, I am glad you're here!" Man I wish Brick didn't hear that! I sounded so relaxed and happy he was touching me. I had opened my eyes for a second, to see Brick seething with anger and jealousy. I closed them again, and then I no longer felt relaxed, because Dexter had stopped. I looked up and saw Brick holding Dexter by his collar and Dee Dee trying to restrain him.

"Brick! Put him down!" But he didn't listen. Matter fact he did the exact opposite, and raised him higher.

"You little…" He growled. The others had left, not wanting to see the blood fest. I quickly stood up and grabbed Brick's arm, dragging him out with my super strength. I slammed the door and gave him a glare of my own. He returned it, but I knew inside he had shrank down. We needed to talk. He spoke first.

"Blossom…What the…What the Hell was all that in there?"

"I could ask you the same thing!" I hollered. He sighed and turned his back on me.

"I got…jealous that you let Dexter touch on you like that and not me." He said.

"What are you talking about?!? You never try to give me massage's or things that relax me! If you did, maybe then I wouldn't have let him rub me!" His face was in mine in an instant.

"What? So this is my fault now?!"

"Well I'm not the one that went all killer on the guy who was trying to make me feel relaxed!""Well excuse me for not being perfect, Little Ms. Flawless!" I groaned.

"At least I know what flawless means!"

"What are you talking about?! My I.Q is one point lower than yours!"

"My point exactly!" He scowled at me. "Scowl all you want, it won't change the fact you're an overprotective, jealous boyfriend!"

"That's it!" He screamed. "I'm gonna-"

"Your gonna what?!?! Break up with me? Than do it! I have more than plenty of other options!" He looked surprised, shocked and hurt. Maybe I shouldn't have said that…

"If that's the way you feel, then-"

"It's not. I was just mad that's all." Unlike Bubbles and Buttercup, I didn't let things go as my boyfriend planned. He gets sad and goes to breakup with me, I won't let him. If it's because of me of course.

"But you just said-"

"I just said it was because I was mad. People say things when their mad, things they don't mean. You should know that. I mean you've done it lots of times." I smiled and he looked away, clearly embarrassed.

"Oh…yeah, I forgot. I guess were still together then."

"Just promise me one thing." He looked at me.

"What?"

"Don't go freaky again." He rolled his eyes.

"Whatever." He said, which also meant "okay." I looked at the clock on the wall behind him, and opened the door back.

"I'm going to check in on our favorite younger siblings. Whanna come with?"

"Nah, I'm not in the mood for any drama Butch and Buttercup are having, and Bubbles and Boomer are both annoying and boring." He answered.

"Okay, whatever. See ya later." I went back into the all white room and got my regular clothes.

"Leaving so soon?" I looked over my shoulder and saw Dee Dee glaring at me with arms crossed.

"Yeah." I answered. She didn't leave. "Is there a problem?"

"Yeah there's a problem. And it's name is you." She hissed.

"What did I do?"

"You got Dexter all hyped up on you, and now he's going to end up getting beat up by that Brick guy whenever he goes near you. Do us all a favor, and make up your damn mind. I don't want my little brother getting hurt because some spoiled brat wants two boys."

"I already have made up my mind, dimwit." I growled. "I'm with Brick, remember? Or is that big head of yours filled with nothing but empty space?" Ignoring the insult, she continued on.

"Oh. I thought you had broken up with him out in the hall. Whatever, just make sure you tell Dexter, or I'll tell him for you." With that, the blond bimbo grabbed her stuff and had marched out. I heard Brick say "hey" and she responded back with a "hi" and that was it. The only sound was the click of the now closed door, the breathing of a couple of patients and the clock ticking away.

"I can't stand that girl and her brother…" I mumbled to myself and put my clothes over my shoulder. When I got into the hallway, I noticed Brick was no longer near the door. I saw he was chatting with some other guy sipping a soda.

'Typical,' I thought, rolling my eyes. 'he never tells anyone where he's going…Then again, I didn't ask.'

Darn it! Once again, sidetracked by love! Wasn't I supposed to be visiting my siblings? Why wasn't I doing that? Oh yeah, because Dexter's annoying sister had just chewed me out and wasted a huge amount of my time, then I wasted even more time thinking about Brick and-ohhhhhh…There's that relaxed feeling again.

"What are you doing?" I whispered. "If Brick catches us, he'll kill you.""I'll make sure he doesn't." Dexter whispered back. "Now where were we? Oh, here we are." I almost fell over when he rubbed my back again. Jeez, why did I let him do things like this so easily? It proved I was weak when relaxed, but who wasn't? Well, there's Buttercup, who still has a bit of her strength left when someone's relaxing her, if that's even possible.

"No! Get off!" I pushed him off. He had a strange look on his face.

"Blossom, what's wrong? I thought you enjoyed my company."

"Well I do," Lie. "But I don't enjoy your hands being where I can't see them! Now leave me alone so I can change and go see Buttercup!" He sighed and left. I felt so bad yelling at him like that, but I knew it was the right thing to do. Brick trusted me, so I had to prove I was trustworthy. And that was the only way I could so…Yeah.

Bubbles' POV

Sitting on the bench of the park, I looked at the sky. The clouds were no longer their bright white color. They were a dark shade of grey, meaning we would get rain. Or that an evil genius was making up plans to take over the Earth, but I doubt it's that.

"I wonder how Blossom's doing up there…Hopefully not as bad as we are down here." I said to myself and fiddled with the edge of my skirt. Courage had went home when he caught sight of bigger dogs who just wanted to play, so I was alone. Well, not anymore…

"Mind if I sit here?" A voice asked me, and it was obviously a guy's.

"Go ahead." I answered as politely as ever. I didn't look up when he sat down, and I didn't know the guy. But that didn't stop him from putting his arm around my shoulders. I jumped a bit when he did this, and hoped he wasn't thinking what I thought he was thinking. (Yeah, I went there) Then I realized, he was just being friendly. I just hope he didn't get too friendly.

"So, Bubbles…" My head shot up when he said my name. I was about to ask "How do you know my name?!" but then I realized that I was a Power Puff Girl and that everyone knew my name, so I let it go. But I looked over to him since he wanted my attention.

"Yes?" The first thing I saw, was that he had one sky blue eye, and the other was a red robotic one. His hair was short and blond, much like me and Boomer's, and he also had a robotic left arm. I certainly didn't know him.

"Did ya miss me, Puff Head?" I remembered the only person who had called me that though. He had sky blue eyes, silky but short blond hair, he was quite tall and he always seemed to dress in dark clothing, but he wasn't Goth. And both of these boys had the same voice, but this guys was a bit deeper. Then it hit me. I realized who this man was, who this teen was I should say. The greatest rival of Boomer…

"Klarc?!?!"

So, do you remember Klarc from "Loves, Lives And Lost?" If you don't you might whanna go back and read that Chapter. It'll refresh your memory. I wanted to end this Chapter with some ButchXButtercup, but I decided to tell you what was happening with Bubbles so…yeah.

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