I have some sad news. I am moving. That means I will not be able to update for a while. You see I use my Grandma's computer. So If I move I will have to purchase a laptop and internet if I'm not able to find Wifi. I will continue to write-up chapters. That way I can post them as soon as I get connection. So, If I don't update, you know it's because of a situation, not me dissing this fic.

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"You son of a bitch!" Buttercup growled down at the black-haired boy. "You have some nerve." She stood over him, hands on her hips. Her eyes were in slits, teeth were barred. She almost looked like she was an animal about to hunt him for lunch. On both sides of her, Bubbles and Blossom tried to make her step back. Brick and Boomer were trying to help their frozen brother to his feet.

"Chill, Buttercup. He's our brother." Brick stood between the two of them. Butch was finally on his feet. Bewildered, he simply just stood there. He could not stop staring at the woman before him. Placing a hand on his cheek, he cringed. His cheek really hurt. Like, truly hurt. No one has ever made him hurt like this. Not even on the football field. This girl could pack a punch. She had put him on his ass, for crying out loud.

A smile erupted on Butch's face. Not the kind of smile he would give when he knew he was about to get laid. Not the kind of smile he would give his brothers after playing a prank. Not the kind of smile he would give when he got word that his dad would be attending his game. No, This smile was different. Almost foreign. The only other time Butch could remember having this type of smile is when is parents renewed their vows. He may have been the "tough" one of his brothers, but even he couldn't deny the feeling of wanting something like that for himself.

This girl could be the answer to that. She was strong. So strong that she only needed one punch to knock him on his ass. The hit may have been out of anger, but Butch would not hide the fact that her strength turned him on. All the women he had ever been with were shrilly prisses that relied on their father's money. They had never once lifted anything that weighed more than paper. Hell, they even complained about carrying their own shopping bags.

At the moment, girl was being scolded by her two friends. It seemed the blonde had much more effect on her than the red-head. However, the scolding did not stop her from glaring at him. This only sparked more desire in Butch. Every other girl would have apologized to him, or promising sex. This told Butch that she was not only strong physically, but mentally. She was bull-headed, just like him.

Was it sad that the pure image of the girl in front of him was enough to make his heart beat quicken?

"She's right." Butch stated, making all eyes turn on him. Brick and Boomer stared at him in confusion. He could see why though. When came to Butch, he was always right. Even when he was wrong, he was right. Everyone else was just a fool or an idiot. That was something that he and Brick shared. "It was my fault. I should've been more careful. I still haven't mastered stopping on that thing." Butch said, pointing to the skateboard behind them.

He wasn't sure, but Butch could swear he saw Buttercup perk up upon seeing the board. She walked over to the lockers that had stopped it. She picked it up and looked underneath it. It was decorated with a green serpent wrapped around a skull. A red rose was blooming from one of the hollow eye balls. As the petals fell from the bud, it turned to blood, splashing at the bottom.

Butch was very proud of his board. He had gotten it about three weeks ago. However, due to all the work his school was putting him through, this was the first time he had ridden it. The white wheels were still mostly clean.

He watched as Buttercup placed it on the ground, stepping on to it. She kicked off, riding it straight for him. She came up quickly, but stopped just before she could crash into him. Leaning over to pick it up, she shoved it in Butch's arms.

"It's too loose. You need to tighten the wheels, or it will throw you off. You only want the wheels loose when you're doing some tricks, but for now while you're still learning, you need the wheels tightened." She informed him. Butch looked at her with awe. Boomer and Brick just stood back watching with amazement. Blossom and Bubbles were also watching with smiles. At that moment Buttercup grabbed the collar of Butch's T-Shirt. She leaned up to his ear. "You better be lucky that I understand the problems with a beginner skater and that my friends are standing close by, or I would've beaten the living shit out of you." She pushed him away, after that was said.

"Maybe we can start over." Butch offered as Buttercup started to walk over to her friends. She stopped, and looked at him incredulously.

"What?"

"I mean, We didn't exactly start off right. Let me take you to dinner." He suggested, moving closer to her. He could see Buttercup searching his eyes for a joke, but he was serious. He didn't want this girl being mad at him. He was scared to think he would end up dead, if she was mad at him. You never know the limit of someone's anger.

She gave him a seductive smile, as she sauntered over to him. Butch could feel his mouth go dry.

"When hell freezes." She told him, smiling wryly at him. Butch frowned upon her answer. She started to walk back, putting an arm around Bubbles, and grabbing Blossom's hand.

"But that could be a long time." Butch called out. Buttercup simply flipped him off. "Damn." he muttered.

"Now you know how I feel." Brick stated, his eyes following Blossom's figure. "Trying to gain affection, but she's way too stubborn to accept it."

"Who are you talking about?" Butch asked. His chest started to tightened. He would hate if his brother was going after the same girl he intended on. Brick smiled, shaking his head slightly.

The Red-head with the gorgeous pink eyes." Butch's eyes widened in shock. He instantly looked forward to see the red-headed girl. Sadly, she was turned around, her back facing them.

"Her eyes are pink?" Brick nodded and sighed.

"Yeah, they look like cotton-candy." Boomer added. Butch blinked in shock. He was so focused on Buttercup that he did not even look at the other two girls. It was hard to believe that his brother was no longer the only one with odd-colored eyes. He wished he would have seen them.

"I can't believe they came to our school." Buttercup muttered. Her hands were in her pocket as she slowly trudged down the halls. A scowl was planted on her face, which was a little red. Bubbles giggled as she gripped Buttercup's arm.

"I think it's sweet. Did you see the way Butch looked at you? It was so romantic." Bubbles gushed. Blossom laughed. this caused Buttercup' face to deepen. She grumbled something that neither of them could hear. "Well, I thought it was. You know, he's not that bad-looking. He's not cuter than Boomer, but he's not ugly either." She said, thinking out loud. Buttercup looked horrified. Blossom was laughing so hard that she was clutching her stomach. "Brick's not bad-looking either. The red-eyes are a total plus." Blossom laughter ceased.

Bubbles smiled inwardly. She knew Buttercup well enough to know she like Butch. Unfortunately, she also knew Buttercup would rather die than admit it. Ever since Buttercup's first boyfriend, she found it hard to trust guys. He had cheated on her, with Princess no doubt. All Bubbles could do was try to convince Buttercup to take the risk of dating again. Yes, there were bad guys out there, but there was also good ones too.

She had not been lying when she said the look on Butch's face was romantic. He had looked at Buttercup as if she was goddess or something. It was the same way Brick looked at Blossom. Bubbles wished someone would look at her like that. It would be like a fairy-tale. Like the ones her sisters would read when she was small.

Now that she thought about it, Boomer looked like he could have been a prince in a fairy-tale. He was very good-looking. His eyes were so dark and beautiful. Bubbles swore she had never seen a prettier shade of blue. His hair looked soft and too her joy, it was the color of the sun. Bubbles loved the sun.

The only thing that busted her fantasy was a simple thing: He wouldn't talk to her.

A burning sense of jealousy seemed to course through her slightly. Buttercup had told her that Blossom and him had disappeared for a couple of minutes. They would have had to talk to each other. Who wouldn't want to talk to her. Blossom was gorgeous. To fuel more of her envy is that Blossom didn't even try. However, Bubbles would not let jealousy blind her. She was never one to let such negative emotions control her feelings towards people. Blossom was her friend.

She felt bad for Brick too. She knew it was Princess holding her back. Blossom had told her minor details about her life before Townsville. She could tell Blossom wasn't telling the full truth. She knew what it was like to be bullied and how bad it could get. Though, she didn't like that it was this kind of past that stopped Blossom and Brick from being happy. they would be a cute couple in her opinion. Red and pink just went so well together.

She just wished her friends could look at it like she does. Life would be so much easier.

At that instant, the bell rang. It indicated that they had five minutes to get to class. Bubbles and Blossom had English 1 for their first hour. That class was still a little bit away. Buttercup's class, World History, was only down the hall.

"Okay. See you guys next hour." Buttercup said, as she wrapped her arms around the two of them. Bubbles and Blossom waved goodbye. They headed down the stairs quickly, so that they could get to class soon.

"Mr Crooks is a very nice teacher. He's one of my favorites, behind Professor Utonium of course." Bubbles giggled. Blossom smiled.

"If you like him, then I'm sure I will."

The duo turned the corner, and were shocked to see Princess shoving Brick to the wall. He looked down right terrified. She roughly placed her lips on his. He made a loud sound of disgust. Princess must have took it as a moan in pleasure, because she giggled. Brick then pushed her away. Enough force to throw her off, but not enough to hurt her. He wiped his mouth with his shirt sleeve.

"Stop it!" He yelled. Princess only giggled, batting her eyes seductively.

"But Bricky, we didn't get to have our fun last night. I figured we can use this time to continue where we left off." She tried stepping forward, but Brick held her back with his arms. She struggled to get closer, but he was too strong.

"Maybe we should go." Blossom whispered. Bubbles gave a reluctant nod. She wished they could save him, but it was be of no use. Princess was too powerful to mess with.

"We won't be having any... fun." Brick muttered the last word in disgust. "I don't want you or anybody else for that matter except for Blossom." At this the three girls froze. Blossom in horror. Bubbles in delight. Princess in anger. Brick then cleared his throat. He felt Princess stop struggling, so he let her go. His right arm scratched the back of his head nervously. "I kind of fell in love with her. It was one of those things at first sight. The more I talk to her, the more I like her."

"But! But-" Princess stammered furiously. Her face was redder than Brick's own eyes. "She's a freak. She has pink eyes, for crying out loud!" Blossom gasped sadly. Bubbles looked at her sympathetically. She wrapped her arms around Blossom.

"Then I am a freak too." Brick stated cooly. He then leaned over to Princess' face. "And for your information, I love her eyes. It makes her different." He stated. Blossom blushed.

He had stood up for her.

Princess screamed in anger and stomped off. Brick sighed and started to walk in their direction. Blossom and Bubbles turned quickly so that they would not be seen, but it was too late. Brick spotted them instantly. Upon seeing Blossom, he blushed. She was still red herself, from hearing his words.

"How long have you been there?"

"Since Princess attacked you to the wall." Blossom answered in a whisper. Bubbles smiled. The scene before her was just too cute. So romantic. Brick laughed nervously. "Look," Blossom finally stated. She sighed to herself, before continuing. "I appreciate it, I really do, but I don't like you that way. I don't even know you all that well."

It was silent for a bit. The air was slightly tense. Brick just stared at her, from his position. Then he smirked, much to the girls' surprise. He stepped forward and put a hand on her cheek. He leaned down to her ear and whispered:

"That just means I'll just have to wait, and for you, I'd be willing to wait a century." Then, without giving Blossom anytime to react to his declaration, he leaned over her lips and kissed her.

I know it's short, but the next one will be longer. Please do not think I abandoned this story. I will not be doing that. I am just moving so my updates may come farther apart. Thank you so much for your support.