Author's Note: Here's the next part of the story for everybody who's been long awaiting its arrival. I'm not exactly good on writing things that include tension and whatnot, so if this chapter seems unrealistic, just tell me how I can fix it. Please don't flame…just help the little amateur out please???? Anyway, please review, and tell me what you think for this chapter. Thank you.

Chapter Two

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          Buttercup stood still as she tried to figure out a way to stop anything between the two boys before it happened. Before she could even find a way to stop Butch before he could attack, he was already zooming his way over toward Bruiser while Bruiser sped his way over toward him. Before they could reach the middle in between Buttercup, she stood in between them, and they both halted themselves before either of them would touch her.

"What the hell Buttercup?" Butch asked her, as she stood in between the both of them,

"That's what I wanna fuckin' know?" Bruiser said,

"You two ladies don't need to be fighting at the moment." She said, looking from Butch to Bruiser, letting her gaze linger on Bruiser longer than she should've. Butch noticed.

"Why not?" Butch said, "He said to bring it, so I'm gonna serve it up and whoop his ass for fighting with you in the first place."

"Oh Butch and you didn't do the same thing with me when you first popped up here?" Buttercup said, smirking at him,

"Yeah, but I didn't look like I was going to rape you." he said, growling over at him.

"Butch." Blossom said, making Butch snap his head over toward her,

"What pinkie?" he said,

"You need to step off for a minute." She said,

"Why should I?"

"One, because I said so, and two, because your mother and the professor are approaching us." She said, nodding her head off in the opposite direction.

          Butch just merely smirked and then looked back over to the brown-eyed boy, and something snapped in his mind. The boy he was looking at vaguely reminded him of their father. He wondered…just wondered…if he had ties with his father some way some how.

Before he could think up anything else to say, something derailed his train of thought.

"KIDS!" that was the professor, running with Marina by his side, "Stop it! Stop all of this this instant!"

All six of the children looked up at the adults and then looked on at them. Especially Butch. He wanted answers and he wanted them soon.

"Ma!" he said, "What's going on?"

"Well, Buttercup was just seemed to be getting acquainted with…"

"We can't explain this here. Let's take this back to your house Marina." The professor said, butting in. He then looked at his daughters, especially Buttercup with a stern look on her face.

"The three of you take your leave now." he said, "The Plutonia's have something they have to discuss."

Blossom flew off, but not before making sure she kissed Butch goodbye on the cheek. Bubbles did the same when it came to Boomer, and Buttercup just nodded toward the rest of them, but when her gaze fell on Bruiser, both teens just smirked at each other in an all knowing way, saying it was a tie as far as the fight was concerned. After she flew off, the rest of them all made their way towards the house, with Boomer carrying his mother, and Brick carrying the professor, they all zoomed toward the house, all of them anxious to know what was going on, and to find out soon as possible.

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Buttercup stepped into the shower, with Bruiser heavily on the mind. She was thinking about the beautiful time they both had, getting to know each other, and fighting him was letting her brush up on her weak points within herself, mentally as well as physically. She didn't know what her feelings are, but they were something, and she, strongly enough didn't mind the feelings she was getting. She didn't know why, but she was starting to fall for a boy that she had only met and familiarized herself with when it came to blows.

Drying off as she stepped out of the shower, Buttercup walked into her room and then threw on her pajamas. After all of the fighting she did, it exhausted her and had taken its toll. She hadn't fought that hard since she had fought Butch all that long time ago. The only difference was that she knew how Butch's mind worked. He was just like her. Ready to act on impulse instead of waiting. For the whole time she fought him, she had to do one thing-keep up. For Bruiser though, it was a lot different. It was like going through an obstacle course. You never knew what he was going to do next. One minute you were fighting down and dirty street style, to flying away from his land mine attack, to trying to break out of a sleeper hold.

Next, the thing that she couldn't deny, was that he was sexy to her. The eyes, the hair, the stomach when she felt it…would've, for the first time in awhile, made her swoon and be unsteady on her feet.

Buttercup heard a knock on her door as Bubbles walked in without her consent. She growled, but Bubbles didn't care. She was scared of many things, but Buttercup wasn't one of them.

"So Buttercup…" she started, "Running into dark and handsome boys and don't think to say anything about it?"

"What? You'd thought I'd open up to you?" she said, with a smirk, but then laid herself of her bed while Bubbles grabbed a chair and smirked back.

"You always do. So come on…spill." She said, smirking,

Buttercup looked at her sister and then talked. Told her from when she saw Bruiser at the house to when he challenged her. To when they fought and how vicious the battle was, until when Butch came and messed it up.

          You see Bubbles and Buttercup are not as immature with each other as they used to be growing up. Sure they fought here and there, but it hardly got to the point where they didn't want to talk to each other. In fact, they've gotten closer through the years to the point that they could tell each other anything. Now a days, Buttercup talked to Bubbles more now a days, since Butch was keeping himself occupied with Blossom. She wasn't going to make him think that she was jealous, because that wasn't the case. In fact, she was happy for him, and was going to move out the way. Besides, with Bruiser around, she could probably end up being friends with him…maybe more.

"Interesting." Bubbles said, with an impish grin, "Spicy."

Buttercup laughed and then looked out of her window. As she looked outside, a realization hit her.

"We got school tomorrow." She said, sucking her teeth, "Yikes, that means all the girls are gonna be all over him."

"Especially Teresa." Bubbles mumbled,

"Not really." Buttercup said,

"I'm surprised you're not getting worried."

"Why should I? I'm not on a mission to chase after him. I just think he's cute."

"Really? And you like to compete with him."

"I wasn't thinking about fighting him. Better yet…I started."

"Mm-Hmm."

"But it was only fighting."

"Not to Butch." Bubbles said, smirking, "When we saw you, he could've sworn he was trying to rape you."

          Buttercup chuckled at that piece of information. She didn't really know how he could think that until she recalled the events in the back of her mind.

"Shit!" She thought, and then looked over at Bubbles,

"It did, didn't it?" Buttercup asked, with a small giggle,

"Not really." Bubbles said, "It doesn't matter now. You don't have to answer to Butch because frankly, Butch isn't your boyfriend. If he was, that'd be a whole different story."

          Buttercup listened to her sister's words and thought that they made sense. There was no reason for Butch to get protective over her, besides, he had Blossom to worry about…like he usually does. Buttercup was sure that he just wanted to make sure she was alright. They were best friends, how could that change?

"You know what?" Buttercup said, after standing up off of her bed, "I'm hungry. You wanna go out?"

"I'm not sure the professor wants us to."

"Yeah. You're right. I already got myself into enough trouble as it was." Buttercup said, and then as she remembered why, she slightly blushed.

"So we can just make sandwiches or something." Bubbles said, and with that, the two decided to leave past events behind and then and just drown away in the taste of food-the only simple thing in their life for the moment.

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            The Plutonia's were sitting in the living room, all seated and waiting to hear the explanation that their mother had for them. Marina sat next to John on the couch, Butch sat on the loveseat with Brick, and Boomer sat on the recliner chair and Bruiser just sat on a chair from the kitchen, sitting in a slouched position.

"So ma…what's up?" Boomer asked first, although he didn't really care to know.

"Yeah. Who's he? And what's he doing here?" Butch said, looking over at Bruiser who looked back, un-rattled by Butch's stare.

"Alright." Marina said, looking at her three sons, "You remember when your father cheated on me?"

Butch sighed and sucked his teeth. He had a feeling he knew where this was going. He just didn't want to fill in the blanks yet. Brick, who was mostly quiet, not having much to say about the whole thing, just decided to sit and listen.

"Yeah. Bastard." Boomer said, and Marina shot him a look,

"Well he is." Boomer said, and if one looked close enough through his anger, you could see hurt outlined at the mention that his father even betrayed his mother…or them in the first place.

Marina continued, disregarding Boomer's mouth for the moment. It wasn't usually like him to say things like that.

"Anyway, this…" she said, pointing over to Bruiser, "Is the child he made with Melissa."

"WHAT?" Butch said, jumping up, "He got the slut pregnant?"

"Butch." Marina said, "I know you know better than to use those words."

"That's what she fuckin' is." Brick said, silently, but with anger laced in his words, looking over at his brother, "So…this is our brother."

"Half." Butch said, the anger still going through him, although he couldn't be mad at Bruiser. He didn't do anything to deserve what he was going through. He probably never even laid eyes on his father. The half of him that made him related to them.

"It doesn't matter." John pressed in, "He has ties with the three of you through your father's blood, so that's like saying he's your full blood."

"Whatever." Brick said, wishing he could see his father at the very moment. He wished he could bring him back from the dead and then kill him again for what he did to his mother.

"So…" Butch said, "You're our brother."

"Basically." Bruiser said, for the first time,

"Listen, you boys can get to know each other later." Marina said, "I need the guestroom cleaned up so that Bruiser can move in. He's going to be staying here."

The boys stood quiet and then decided not to say anything about it. They just silently stood up and followed their mother up the stairs so they could sweep out and clean the room for their brother to stay in. Bruiser knew that the three of them weren't going to welcome them with open arms. He was ready for that. More or less, he was ready for anything.

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            Blossom sat there, in her revolving chair in her room,  looking over at her boyfriend who threw himself on her bed-face first-with her hot pink comforter on it.

"Is it really that bad?" she asked as Butch turned his head over and looked at her and said, "Uh huh."

Blossom walked over towards her boyfriend and then sat on the bed next to him, and began massaging his shoulders. Of course, after letting the whole thing sink in his head, he left the house after following his mother's wishes against his own will. He couldn't stand looking into his brother's-half brother's-eyes and then the memory of his father came back into his head. Not only was he trifling, he was reckless.

"So…what happened?" she asked, as Butch stood up, and then paced around her room.

"I don't know if I feel like talking about this shit. Come to think about it…I haven't even told you the whole story."

"Of course not. You were busy making my life hell remember?" she said, as Butch shot her a look while she smirked at him. She then sat up on her bed and then motioned for Butch to come to her. He then went and laid himself in between Blossom's legs. He laid her head on her chest and then she started playing with his hair.

"Alright…" he said, and then went through the whole story. From when his parents got together to when his father cheated on his mother with the woman that was Bruiser's mother. Then he told her what his mother had announced to him and his brothers that earlier in the day. She was just as shocked as he was, and the look on her face proved it.

"I never knew it was like that." she said, quietly,

"Now you do." He said, looking up at her as she played with his cowlick, the one thing she did that threw off his concentration, and unnerved him.

"You know I hate when you do that…"

"What?" she said, smirking, as she played with his cowlick, "This?"

"Yeah…that." he said, pulling her hand off of it, rubbing it, and then sighed. "Life is a bitch."

"And then you die…" Blossom said, smirking at him. Butch looked up at her with a dubious look.

"I never thought you'd say somethin' like that." he said with a smirk, as he sat up, looking at her.

"Well…I got it from you." she said, smirking, "You say too much of that stuff anyway. You need to stop."

Butch raised his eyebrow and then shook his head, as Blossom sat there and thought something over. Her sister.

"I think he has a thing for Buttercup."

Butch shot his head up at Blossom with his eyebrow raised. He didn't really know what to say to that. He thought that he was trying to do something to Buttercup that he wasn't supposed to. If they came a few seconds before, they…rather he probably would've gotten the whole story before he acted. If what Blossom was inferring was true, then he'd check up on Buttercup to see if it was a two-way attraction. With her that was very rare. Even though they both had a lot in common and seemed to be the only people in the world that understood each other, no type of attraction occurred. Even when he admitted to liking Blossom to himself, he was surprised that she didn't have a thing for Brick. He was even more so surprised that Brick and Blossom didn't have any sort of attraction. They were like walking twins.

"If he does, that's Buttercup's biz." He said, smirking, "As long as he stays away from you."

"Jealousy doesn't look sexy on you." Blossom said, smirking back,

"Who said I was jealous?" he said, smirking, "Seriously, if I see him with his hands on you…"

"What? You're gonna do what you always do Butch?"

"Damn right sexy." He said, turning toward her giving her a kiss. "You belong to me."

          As the two started up their round of kisses, Blossom had her sister in the back of her mind. The way she saw Buttercup's face flushed, she sure it wasn't from the adrenaline going through her veins when she was fighting him-she was sure that's what they were doing before they came and saw them in that position-she was sure that it was from the previous position they were in. If Blossom didn't know any better, she'd say Buttercup was having her first big crush. Sure, Buttercup had a thing or two for some boys, but they couldn't handle her and in the end it was over before anything could really get started, but as for now, she had her own little problem to deal with. The one she was falling in love with.

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Bruiser sat in his new room for the next few years and then looked up at the ceiling.

"Damn…this is it huh?" he said to himself as he looked out the window. He saw birds flying off of the trees and singing it's happy tunes and to him, he loved nature, he just wasn't happy about the sweetness it was overrated to at the moment. And that reminded him…

"I really need a new stereo. How am I going to get through with listening to my joints when they come on?"  But then he was struck with a realization.

He didn't really know what to do with anything.

Just then he heard a knock on his door, and he looked up to see Marina walking in his room. He looked his new guardian up and down and noticed that she was very pretty and attractive. If she weren't his half mother and he'd been older…Then something snapped in him that made him want to lash out. How could his father been that stupid and went and messed around with his mother? What good did it do? If he had taken a better route, he probably would've came out to already have the trust of his three older brothers and on top of that…do other things.

          She had gone over a few things with him, concerning school, his curfew and a few other things, like his behavior. Marina just let him know that she wasn't pleased with everything, and to make sure that doesn't happen in the future. To him, even though he had a few rules hanging over his head, he didn't really mind them. They were reasonable. All he had to do was make sure he didn't kill anybody and be home before ten at night. It was cool with him.

After hours later of sitting in his new room, someone knocked on his door. He looked up to see Brick sticking his head in.

"Mind if we come in?" he said, and Bruiser shrugged his shoulders,

"I don't care. We all live in the same spot right?" he said, as Brick smirked and walked in, along with Boomer. Boomer stood up by the door, while Brick took the chair that was sitting by his desk, turned it over and sat on it.

Bruiser nodded as she looked both of them in the eyes. Their eyes were the same shape as their father's.

"So…I would ask how's life, but that would be a stupid question." Brick said,  looking over toward the sky, and out his window, seeing the birds, and smirking, "You got the best room in the house."

"Really?" he said, "Why?"

"You got the window that doesn't make noise if you wanna sneak out." Boomer said, smirking,

"So…" Brick said, "I didn't really wanna get in your business and whatnot, but, I was just saying if there's anything you want, you can ask alright?"

Bruiser looked over at his two brothers and smirked. He thought they really wasn't going to accept him as their own, but it seems as if they were putting differences aside and trying to see the person he is.

"Sure." He said, "I just wanted to know one question."

Brick looked his youngest brother in the eye and then nodded.

"Yeah?" he asked,

"What was he like?"

He looked on as he saw Brick's eyes grow a little deeper at the mention of his father. He wasn't sure that he could tell him what he was like, but he could try. 

"He was tough…" he said, smirking, "Hard on us, but you could tell he loved us and was proud we were his sons. Sometimes I usually thought that Butch was his favorite…he's the one that's mostly like him…and you I think."

"Really?" Bruiser said,

"Yeah." Boomer said, speaking up, "You and Butch seem to be tough enough. And he's basically the middle child. I guess shit gets hard for him sometimes. Being the middle child is a bitch."

"How would you know?" Brick asked him,

"I can see it with him sometimes…" Boomer said, and then didn't say another word,

"Other than that, he was just a man you'd look up to…until he did that shit to our mother." Brick said,

"With that dirty ass slut. I never liked her." Boomer said,

"You didn't have to live with her." Bruiser said, "And the son of a bitch who killed him."

          Brick and Boomer looked over at him and raised an eyebrow, questioning him. he didn't say anymore than that, and they weren't going to pressure him. Instead they just decided to leave him alone.

"If you wanna chill around town, you can come if you want." They said, and Bruiser just got up and then decided to go with them. He was going to need to know how to get around, and other than that he needed to see about getting a new stereo. Marina had given him money after she finished lecturing him, enough to get something new.

          The three boys walked out of the house, saying their see-ya-laters to their mother in turn, with Bruiser having a small difficulty with it. they then walked around and showed Bruiser every spot in town and everything he needed to know.

          Bruiser could see that his other two brothers weren't bad…not bad at all. They were actually courteous and kind although they really didn't know him. in the back of his mind though, he knew that it wasn't over. everything was just beginning. He only had the small trust of two of his brothers, now he had to gain the trust of his third-Butch. And that, to him, he knew, was like wishing on a shooting star.

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Brick Plutonia

6:00 PM

          Today put off a chain of erratic events that no one would think to have happen. We just found out that our father had another son that he didn't care to tell us about and he's our half brother. I chilled out with him today to see what he was like and found out a little about him. I could tell he's the type that would fight at a minute's notice if somebody came at him the wrong way. I called him 'Minute-Man' because of that…like the ones back in the civil war…other than that, what can I say? He's a pretty cool guy, even if he is a little repulsive at times, but I'm used to that. I've lived with Butch ever since I was born. Other than that, I just want to go to sleep. Today took its toll on my head and I have a lot more to think about.

Boomer Plutonia

6:05 PM

          Today, I found out I had a baby brother and I'm not the youngest one anymore. At first I wasn't sure if I wanted to be around him, but being around him in some ways is like being around Butch, just a bit more unyielding to things at times. That'd just be something I'd get used to. I'm not even upset with him for any of this. For one thing, it's my father's fault that he's here and his alone. I'll just try to get used to this new…thing. Next to that I'm tired. I'm about to go asleep, or go to see Bubbles.

Bruiser Plutonia

6:07 PM

          Hey Townsville, here I am. The most hardcore person you'll ever meet, writing in a journal. (Reading over that shit makes me wanna laugh) Anyway, I don't really trust anyone fully yet, so I'll just write in this. First off, I met my brothers for the first time in my life. For one thing, I like them, but I'm not so sure about that other one, what the fuck is his name??? Oh yea, Butt. I'm mean Butch. For one thing, he acts like he's pure hardcore, but that's cool. Maybe we can reach some type of understanding because I don't feel like having to fight no one. I'm here, and I wanna just live out a better life now that my mother's gone and my step father doesn't have to die for the moment…anyway…life's a bitch, then you die, but I'm going to head downstairs…my new mommy's cooking and it smells good. At least I'll have something decent to eat before I die. Later.

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