Authors Note: I know you're probably sitting here wondering, "What the hell is wrong with this girl? Well, when I got time to re-read the chapter I had done, I notice that it was a tad bit short and I didn't end it in the same format I usually did, so I added more. This would be the added redone version of chapter eight so if you want to re-read it or skip to the part you haven't seen before, do so, and make sure you tell me what you think okay? Thanks.

Chapter Eight

Buttercup floated to school instead of walked. Not floating as if using her superpowers, but floating in her heart.while she sat there and remembered what happened the day before when before they went to the movies. Bruiser had decided that he wasn't going through with Buttercup's plan and put a stop to it.

*Flashback*

They pulled apart as Buttercup found herself looking into his eyes as if she was awestruck for the moment. Her feelings found themselves becoming stronger by the moment and if anything, there was something in her mind that she couldn't deny, and that was that she wanted to be his girlfriend, and he wanted her to be her boyfriend.

The way it sat in her mind made her want to laugh because that was rare for Buttercup to think like that, but she herself didn't want to rush things with him because she felt like he was something, better yet someone she wouldn't forget even if she tried. She couldn't pinpoint the feelings but didn't try for her mind's sake. Thinking was way too hard on her part, and that strength was left to Blossom, although with Bruiser, a lot of her mind used muscles she didn't even know they had.

"Sweetie?" Bruiser said, breaking the silence that sat between them, reason being he was looking at her just as intently,

"What?" Buttercup said, her voice commanding, yet soft,

"I'm sick of this game." he said, "Why were we doing this again?"

"Because we didn't know each other very well." she answered, as he smirked and then sat up, somehow straddling her on his lap, looking into her olive green eyes and stating the case that had been on his mind for awhile.

"Buttercup, you're full of bullshit."

"I'm full of bullshit?" she snapped, ready to pick up her fist, but she found she couldn't for some reason. Her hands just stayed on the sides of her, keeping a gentle grip on his waist.

"You heard me." Bruiser said, "You want to be mine as bad as any other female out here and in case you didn't notice it by now, you have my attention. I don't like games, but I know I like you. If we don't get together, the only thing we're gonna keep doing is making out everywhere we go. That getting to know each other shit works after you are my girl sweetheart."

He pulled her closer with their noses touching and their lips only a second away from joining again. Buttercup's heart was racing and she hoped that Bruiser couldn't hear it. If anything, she wished that she couldn't hear it because she was getting nervous, but knew that he was right in his thinking. If they tried to get to know each other with the way things were going, they'd only be friends with benefits, and Buttercup knew she didn't want to be that, because she wasn't anyone's beneficial play toy.

"So, are you my girl or not?" he asked her, gently,

"I'm your girl." Buttercup answered simply, although she wanted to hit something for the way she had sounded. She was being submissive and that was one of the things that she didn't mind, although she couldn't stand it at the same time. There was no reason for that, but she didn't think much of that either. What mattered was that Bruiser was spoken for in the name of Buttercup Utonium, and that she had a real reason to pound out any females that gets out of line with him.

*End of Flashback*

Buttercup was already at her locker, and while looking inside for her CD player, she found a note, along with a box sitting there. Her eyebrow rose, wondering how anything like that could get into her locker without either Blossom or Bubbles putting it in there, because they were the only ones that knew her combination, mostly on the part that they were her sisters. They shared just about everything should something happen or come up.

Instinct eating at her, she opened the box to find a tennis bracelet, with emerald stones outlined with gold and variations of silver. She gasped, and then opened the note that read:

Sweetie,
I bought you something that I hope you'll like and wear-you better. :)

Bruiser

"Damn, who got you that?"

Buttercup turned around to see Butch standing there and giggled, showing him the note that her boyfriend had sloppily written on. Butch looked on at it and laughed, purely amused by what he wrote, but more shocked that he bought Buttercup something so expensive and they weren't even together last time he checked.

"What are you doing? Giving him a hard time?" he asked, "Because if no one knows it by now."

Buttercup laughed and then told Butch to help her put on the bracelet that Bruiser had bought her. It somehow seemed to match what she was wearing, it being a white knee length skirt with a dark green belt accessorizing and bringing life to the piece of clothing, along with a white shirt with the word 'Sexy' written out in the same color green, topping it off with her favorite pair of white sneakers.

Butch himself had to admit his best friend was looking ripe and nice, and the jewelry that she had just put on added to her outfit, the one he was sure she was wearing solely for Bruiser.

"So what's going on Buttercup?" Butch asked his best friend, as he watched the small smile play on her lips,

"What you mean?" she asked coyly, reaching back into her locker for the books she'd need.

"What's going on with you and Bruiser?" he asked her, her smile somehow making him smile at the fact that she was in a different mood than usual.

"She's mine."

Both of them looked up at the third voice that happened to be the devil himself, standing there in a Ecko Red sweat suit, topping it off with red and white sneakers to top off his outfit. Butch, letting the words his brother told him sit in his mind, he gave them a smile and then shook his head. Without saying another word, he walked away from the couple, giving them time alone, only after nodding at the both of them in a see you later motion.

Buttercup closed her locker and then turned towards her boyfriend that was grinning at her.

"Hey." She said, as he walked up to her and planted a kiss on her lips,

"What's up?" he responded, looking at her wrist.

He was pleased to know that she was wearing the thing he bought her, but he wanted to hear her say that she liked it. Bruiser didn't want to have the feeling that she was only wearing the bracelet for his health. For all of that, he felt he could get his money back and buy him something else. The next thing to buy on his list was a punching bag. He had to keep up with his hand skills while he was somewhere new.

Buttercup looked at him and looked towards her own wrist and then gave a small grin.

"You have good taste." She said, holding up her arm, admiring the way the bracelet looked on her arm and the way it complimented what she was wearing.

"You like it?" he asked, knowing that she pressed him to ask,

"If I didn't I wouldn't be wearing it." Buttercup answered, with a smirk, "What's the matter cutie? Getting insecure?"

Bruiser matched the look on Buttercup's face and then walked up to her, pushing her up against the locker, looking into her face that was situated in a very appealing look. On the outside it didn't sway him, but on the inside, he was fighting a losing battle with his hormones and self control. He didn't want to catch blue balls for no reason.

"I'll show you insecure." He said, lifting up his chin and taking her lips in his for a quick, but probing kiss. When he let go, the bell rang, but neither of them moved.

"Cutie, don't we have to go?"

"Go where?"

"To class." Buttercup stated, only half amused with his newly found dumbfounded-ness,

"It's too early."

Buttercup tried to push him off of her, for some reason she didn't know, eager to get away from him. She was fighting yet another losing battle that she couldn't control herself for the life of her, but she tried anyway.

"Sweetie." He said, "Trying to run from me?"

"No." Buttercup said, and then found herself relaxing and falling into Bruiser's trap,

"Then what's going on?" he asked her, "Nervous?"

"I'll show you nervous."

Buttercup couldn't resist doing it by the way he looked at her and the challenge he posed her. She put her arms around his neck and pulled her in for another kiss so crazy that the rest of the hallway seemed to disappear, and they didn't even notice people walking by, staring them down, not even a person, Bruiser would've been shocked and displeased to see.

Bryan walked by, catching a glance of the female that was Bruiser's new interest and licked his lips. She was a looker from what he noticed and from the way they were in intense PDA-mode, Bryan knew that Bruiser liked this girl, more than he'd probably admit to himself.

After seeing her, he knew that using her to get back at Bruiser would be perfect, especially because of how Teresa's cousin Trisha had done him and would tear him apart. Maybe he wouldn't have to lay a blow on him at all. When Bryan felt his plan went through right, he decided to just be with the only person that'd matter in Townsville, the place where he planned to stay for the moment.

As he watched the two walk hand in hand towards their class, Bryan smirked and chuckled to himself at the sheer damage he was gonna turn up in Townsville. Oh yeah, something wild was gonna jump off soon.
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Butch was sitting with Blossom at lunch, they both just sitting under a tree, enjoying the scenery, and talking about the past few moments that Butch had just thought to tell her.

"He actually got her a two hundred dollar bracelet?" Blossom asked, looking up at her boyfriend,

"Yeah." Butch said, "I didn't know he even bought that for her. I mean, he left the house like five times, and the next thing I know, Buttercup is looking at the thing. How the hell did he get it in there anyway?"

Blossom smirked. "I gave him the combination."

"So you knew he was gonna give her something?"

"Yeah stupid." she said,

"You know each other's locker combinations?" Butch asked out of nowhere,

"Yes." Blossom said, "Why?"

"How come we've been dating for awhile and I don't know you're combo?" Butch asked, rubbing along her stomach, "You're hiding something from me?"

"No." she said, smirking, "Except books and other stuff."

"Like what?"

Butch was on the ready, suddenly anxious to want to know what was in his girlfriend's locker. He wondered if she had any letters from Terrance or any other admirer inside her locker. Or even her diary or a few study pages, since his English test was in a few days. He wasn't all that good in that subject at all. His only hope was possibly Blossom tutoring him, but then he thought that as a bad idea. He thought the better thing to do was either go to Brick or Samantha, because Blossom would end up mumbling incoherent things under his breath and he'd see a big red 'F' on his paper.

"Don't worry about it." Blossom said, as they started to hear a bunch of screams and yells,

Looking towards the lunchroom, the couple hopped up and flew towards the inside of the school to see Brick on one side of the lunchroom, a chair in his hand, the chair radiating off of heat, Brick's main element that he just learned to use. He was about to throw the chair down on the floor at a boy with blond hair and electric blue eyes. Blossom and Butch knew they didn't know him, but if they're guesses were right, it had to be the boy that messed up Brick the few days back.

Before the chair could reach the floor, a huge explosion came through the center of the lunchroom, stopping the impending fatality that Brick was about to have on his hands through his vengeful rage. When the dust cleared, Blossom, Butch and everybody else looked towards the other side of the lunchroom to see Bruiser sitting there, a smirk pasted on his face, with Buttercup by his side.

Nothing much could be said but the final conclusion was that the explosion was Bruiser, stopping a death before it could happen. That's what everyone knew without asking while the rest of the school day was canceled for immediate renovations.

The rest of the group had met at McDonalds, just to finish off the rest of their lunch and waste the rest of the time they had somewhere else.

"Brick, you know you're in deep shit right?" Boomer asked, as he bit into his Big and Tasty burger,

"I owed him that shit." Brick answered, stuffing a fry into his mouth, with Samantha sitting next to him, her head on his shoulder,

"I wish I seen that shit from the beginning." Butch said, "What happened?"

"Brick saw him and just started to fuck him up." Boomer answered matter-of- factly, his gaze pointed at a quiet Bubbles, "Right Bruiser?"

Bruiser, who had been eating his food quietly, looked up at his brother, and gave another deep smirk.

"Yeah." Bruiser answered, "Basically. I would've let Brick finish him off, but I have a few bones to break off of him."

"Really?" Blossom piped up, picking up a chicken nugget off of Butch's tray, "What's the story on him?"

"Before I left to come here, I fucked him up because I found out my ex cheated on me with him. He came around telling me that I wasn't shit so I showed him he was wrong."

Buttercup, who had been quiet for most of the time, just taking in everything and remembering the way Brick had tore up the unknown blond, had looked up at her own boyfriend, wondering what the girl had to do with her, and why he was about to fight him again when he was with her.

"So you're about to fight over your ex again?" Buttercup said, fixing him with a look that showed a bit of jealousy,

"No." he answered, after taking a sip of the soda he and Buttercup shared, "It's just obvious that he's back around here for revenge because he's a little bitch and can't let shit go."

Buttercup, pleased with that answer, went on and continued to eat the food that was in front of her, it being a two cheeseburgers meal. She hadn't really gotten to touch the school lunch she had after Brick had suddenly made the unknown boy his target.

"Well, fuck the rest of that, I just want to know how the hell you did that shit?" Butch intervened, stopping the small tension he felt between the two.

"Oh, you're talking about how Bruiser blew up half the lunchroom?" Boomer said, excitedly, "How did you do that?"

Bruiser looked up at his excited siblings and at his girlfriend that looked intrigued as well. He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her a little closer to him.

"I just focused my energy on the area I wanted to blow up or detonate, and then aim my energy at that and then voila." Bruiser explained,

"It's a good thing you did it." Butch said, jerking his finger towards Brick, "This dude would've been in a detention camp for life." Brick chuckled a little. "Butch, if that was you, you would've already been there."

"Whatever." Butch said,

Without much more said, the rest of the crew broke out into their separate pairs and then left to waste time. What was left on their minds though, was that if the blond that came through leave after they handled whatever problem they had with Bruiser, or would he decide to wreak more havoc while he was there?
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Brick and Samantha walked home, hand in hand, with Samantha looking up at her boyfriend every few seconds. She often wondered how come she never really could see him any different than the next human, even after the stunt that he pulled in the lunchroom back in school. If anything, she hypothesized that it was because his character was normal like any other, but at the same time, she loved him because he was different and he had that bit of impishness in him that tugged at her interest. In lamens terms, when he was bad, he was sexy.

"Brick, what got into you?" she asked, as Brick looked at her and shrugged,

"Vengeance." He answered, "No boy is going to do anything to you and get away with it."

Samantha remembered how terrified she was when Brick had gotten beat down by the other male, but it seemed as if the tables were turned. Somehow the boy wasn't the same, but they knew that he wouldn't have anything to do with Brick anymore, because their assumptions were right that he was after Bruiser and somehow the boy that Brick had fought had somehow gained the same strength that could only be inherited. That was something that was sitting on Brick's mind as heavily as possible.

Without saying another word, she laid her head on his shoulder and sighed, thinking about how scared she was that she might lose the only boy she ever loved out her whole life. Like Blossom, you could say for her it was a little hard because she was more of a sensible person. Sensibility surrenders to the heart, but it also saves the heart by the same token, depending on the situation.

"Brick?"

Brick looked down at his girlfriend and smiled a little, wondering what was on her mind, and hoping that she wasn't worrying over him at all. If need be to prove that he wasn't going anywhere, he would.

"Yeah?"

"I love you." She said, out of the blue,

"I love you too but.what's up?"

"Nothing." Samantha said, "I just wanted to tell you that."

Brick smiled and pulled her closer, kissing her on the cheek as they pulled apart. He then looked her in her eyes and then thought about everything that was happening to them as time passed by.

He knew that Samantha would probably never understand the gift that he never asked for, the thing that he got through his father, but he was human at heart and not a raging person with powers that wanted to take over the world. What he did for her was out of love and pride for himself.

Back in New York, letting it be known, if you were ran over by somebody, and didn't get revenge for it, the respect that you had dwindled. That was something Brick and his brothers learned very quickly, and one of the things they were taught by their father.

Brick did know how to carry himself in a certain manner but as always, being around the deep streets of Brooklyn had rules that could stay ingrained in your system as long as you lived. That was something that he couldn't be able to explain to Samantha, but he had that deep feeling that Samantha didn't need to know. She loved like he was, and she wasn't leaving him any time soon.

"I got something to tell you too."

Samantha looked up at her boyfriend, and gasped when his lips caught hers in a passionate kiss that stopped her in her tracks without thinking. When Brick let her go, Samantha looked at her and chuckled a little.

"That's what you had to tell me?" she asked with a small smile, ready to laugh at his silliness, as he nodded,

"Yeah." He said, "I got more to tell you."

Samantha laughed as Brick had slyly pulled her into his arms and kissed her as if they weren't in the middle of the block, but after Brick's lips touched hers, Samantha didn't care, because that's what being in love was all about, the other person, not the rest of the world.

Brick was the boy she loved, and she knew nothing could change that. Not now, not ever. That was something that she was very much assured of.
~~~~~~~

Bruiser walked into the house to smell chicken frying and vegetables heating up. In the living room however, he saw Marina watching the Nets and the Spurs basketball game, while eating a bag of popcorn.

"Hey." He said, letting his presence be known as he joined her on the couch,

"You're home early." Marina commented, "Everything's cool?"

"Yeah." He said, "It's cool."

"Well, what's going on? You like it so far?"

"Yeah." Bruiser said, "It's better than what I first thought."

"I know. The boys felt the same way when they first came here." Marina replied, while cursing that Jason Kidd had missed the shot that he took, keeping their opposing team in the lead.

"You like ball?" Bruiser asked, rhetorically,

"Yeah." She answered, "Me and your father used to watch it together all the time.when he used to be home."

Bruiser was regretfully quiet at the fact that she pointed out and felt sorry for her. He wished that he could change the mistakes that his father made, but he couldn't and for that, he just had to keep living out his own life and learn from his mistakes.

"I'm sorry." Bruiser found himself uttering out, looking up at the female that should've been his mother from the beginning,

"For what?" Marina said, and then caught on quickly, "No. I'm sorry I bought it up. I mean, it's not your fault he wanted to do what he did, but sometimes something good comes out the bad. It happened to be you."

Bruiser smiled a little at the last few words that Marina had told him, and then relaxed on the couch that he found to be very comfortable when he thought about it. It was pretty uncanny how he just got thrown into Marina's life and how she immediately accepted him as if she was his own son. His mother didn't even treat him with that drive that made him feel as if he was something special out of her life.

Bruiser however knew that he could never deny her, as much as he wanted to most of the time when she did him in. Melissa was still his mother and there was nothing he could do to change that. The hands of time were turned and could never be turned back, but only pushed forward.

With that resolve in his mind he looked thought all he acquired through the abrupt change in his life, meeting the brothers he could only hear and catch glimpses of, a girl that had his affections centered on her as long as she didn't mess things up, and a person that he knew was more than his mother but a friend. When he thought about all of that, he thought that maybe his mother did something good for him like she said she did.if she did then maybe for once in his life, Bruiser would have to thank her.
~~~~~~~

Teresa sat there, with her boyfriend in her lap as she applied alcohol to his most aching spots and ice cubes on his most swollen as she tried to hold in her giggles and fits of laughter that broke out every few seconds.

"Shut up." Bryan said, looking up at her, although he had to admit when she was laughing, she was pretty,

"I'm sorry, but he did you in." Teresa said, finally letting it all out without holding back,

"Whatever."

"Bryan, admit it, he got you and the worse part was that I told you that he was gonna come back for you."

While Teresa was talking and giggling at the same time, Mitch walked in and raised a brow at the boy that had just gotten beat up right in front of his very eyes, and needless to say he enjoyed it while it lasted. Brick tore him up.

He just wondered what the blond haired boy was there for and what were his ties with his sister? Maybe they had a little bit of history before she and Terrance appeared in his life, and he just picked the wrong button with red headed Brick Plutonia.

He nodded to them and left the room, because he knew if he stayed there, he'd have another enemy to worry about, and his thing was making more friends for the time being.

Teresa still giggled a little after finishing with the wounds that would've killed a normal human being before. Something of that nature anyway. Teresa had the feeling that she didn't really need to bother with healing his wounds, because like Wolverine, the character off of X-Men, he would heal himself in no time.

Teresa kissed him and then started to rub his chest, looking down at his face that held no expression at all. She knew it was because she laughed at him, but she couldn't help it. When she found something funny she was going to laugh.

"Bryan, I'm sorry." She said in a soft voice, still rubbing her chest, "You know I don't really mean to laugh right?"

Bryan smirked up at his girl and then shook his head. The more she got to him, the less the found himself caring about Bruiser and what his business was in Townsville and the fact that he was about to mess up his life. If anything, his aim should be towards Brick, although Bryan himself knew that Brick owed him for ambushing him and the girl he loved. When he thoroughly thought about it, had that been him and Teresa, the ambusher would've been messed up too, so he decided to let it go.

Bruiser? He wasn't too sure yet. As Teresa kissed him and then willed him to forgive her, Bruiser was only a tucked away fragment in his mind. Someone he wouldn't think about because of what was going on in the present. Maybe if Teresa worked on him a bit more, Bruiser and himself could live happily ever after.maybe even hold hands.
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Later on that night, Buttercup was feeling the cool breeze blow against her skin, while looking out towards the rest of the busy streets of Townsville. It wasn't as lively as New York when the late hours came, but it rivaled it.

Bruiser's grasp on hers kept her warm, as he held her on the rooftop that would be the house that he lived, while he told her about his life before coming to Townsville. She learned about his mother and his uncouth stepfather that hated him for just being born out of his mother's womb, being that he wasn't his child, and that his girlfriend cheated on him with his enemy, but somehow stayed with her.

Bruiser also told Buttercup how he himself, unlike his brothers saw his father die, and saw the person that killed him. At first he was being lied to, when he was told that Saluke was his father killing another man, until he got a good look of Raven, the man that was responsible for his birth, apart from his mother. It was too obvious in their features that he was his father and if Bruiser himself didn't notice it, he would've been called stupid for life.

Buttercup in turn, told him that her life was just full of craziness until their teenage years. Townsville's criminals had gotten old and weary of taking something out that wanted nothing more but to live. Never had they wanted to take over anything until the three special girls were born and when they had matured, they gave up for good, but they still kept their eyes and ears open for anything.

Buttercup told him that her mother died while giving birth to her and her sisters, her strength being weakened and her time span giving out. She had only seen her mother in pictures but was the most beautiful female that she'd seen out of her life. Although they were triplets, Buttercup and everyone else knew that the one that most took after her was Bubbles, with her golden hair and angelic attitude, unless of course, things came to Raven, her counterpart.

"You sometimes think about what would've happened if he was alive?" Buttercup asked,

"Yeah." Bruiser said, "But I wouldn't have met you."

Buttercup thought quietly about that. Had her mother been alive, would it have been possible that they would've gotten along, since she was different than she was? She sometimes thought things were better as they were, but sometimes it was evident that things in life happen for different reasons. Maybe meeting Bruiser was one of those things.

"I like you a lot." Bruiser said, out of the blue, smelling her hair, something he never really did to a girl before, "Maybe even more."

"What do you mean maybe?" Buttercup asked, her tone getting somewhat rough,

"Like I said, maybe." Bruiser said, "I can't tell you what I feel for sure if I don't know myself."

"Than keep things to yourself." Buttercup said, with an evil glint in her eye that had Bruiser quivering when he looked at her and smirked,

"Alright then." Bruiser said, "I'll keep how I feel about you to myself then whenever I do feel that way."

Buttercup, upset and enraged with him, turned around and was silenced by his lips on hers. When he let go, Buttercup's hands that were fisted were limp and she was holding on to him by his shoulders after she had somehow turned around to straddle him.

"Fuck you Bruiser." Buttercup came out and said weakly,

"I know you want to." He said, as she rolled her eyes and felt them roll towards the back of her head as Bruiser's lips found their way to her neck. When he let go, a dark red area sat there, bright and bold.

"You make me sick you know that?" Buttercup said, looking him in the eyes, "But somehow, I feel the same way about you."

Bruiser smiled, and then no more words were said when the couple ended up making out with a serious passion and while each did, they both knew they had lied to each other, because what was outlined in what they told each other was plain out love. They both however, sat with the resolve that they weren't letting anything be known until the time limit between them was right. Their premature love could be easily turned into strong hate, and they might end up how Blossom and Butch started out, only that with them it might be the end. Neither of them wanted that to happen, so they just let their selves be. The thinking ethics of it would come later.
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Bruiser Plutonia
9:30 PM

How the fuck could that happen? I just met her, but damn-I love her. We had just gotten together but somehow, I know I want to keep her forever and its like damn, how the hell did that happen? I mean I haven't even felt that way about Trisha. I maybe writing this shit like I'm alright with it, and I am, but I just got that feeling that I wanna piss on myself any second now. I really do love her though.it's like, a good ass feeling that I haven't felt before and it's just too damn.what's that word? I don't even know. All I know for sure is that if something happened to Buttercup, I'd never be
the same again. Ever.

Buttercup Utonium
9:35 PM

I'm sitting here, trying to slow my heart rate down, because I wasn't even fighting but it had sped up. I think the shit here is simple-Bruiser has my
heart in his hand and he has the power to either make or break it. In lamens terms, I love him. We've hardly even started dating but I love him.
I can't say anything yet because it's too fuckin' soon, I mean I think he'll just go crazy. I'll just stay with him and see how things play out. If he loves me back, he'll tell me. One of the reasons I love him is that he isn't scared to say shit. But Bruiser's like the lottery, you never know
what's going on when it comes to him.

Author's Ramblings: So what you think? Do you like? Hate? If anything review. Oh yeah, and since the lovely month of June is out and I have yet to graduate, I think that I should be able to quickly put out chapters right after I take my regents exams. If you don't know what those are, it's the only exams which the lovely people of New York have to take :( So, if anything, review again people. Until next time.