AN: yet another chapter of A Crossed Line! I hope everyone is enjoying the story as much as I enjoy writing it. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 10: The Date

Buttercup's POV

I woke up the next morning to my phone buzzing like a rapid fire gun. I felt my temper flare when I caught what time it was, 5:15 AM. I opened my phone to see who had the audacity to text and call me so many times only to see it was Butch asking how I was doing.

The fact that he was up this early worrying about me eased my temper a little bit, but I was still very agitated, I was not, in any stretch of the imagination, a morning person.

Butch: BC

Butch: Babe

Butch: plz wake up

Butch: I can't go to bed

Butch: I'm worried about you

Butch: are you ok?

Butch: Buttercup, please answer

Butch: please I had a nightmare that something happened to you

Butch: BC if you don't respond I'm gonna come over!

At that one I took the time to respond.

Me: Butch Jojo, it's 5:15 in the fucking AM. I was fine when you left, so why wouldn't I be now? You should know I'm not a fucking morning person and now I'm gonna be pissed for the rest of the day!

Butch: sorry baby, I was just worried about you and wanted to make sure you were ok…

Me: yeah, your concern's appreciated and all, but it would've been appreciated a little more at 6.

Butch: ok, sorry, glad to hear you're ok, see you in two hours!

I sighed and turned off my phone. I tried to go back to sleep for another hour of sleep, but I soon found I was unable to do that. I growled and got out of bed, deciding to get ready for the day. I got to the bathroom and decided on a morning shower. To save time, which I really didn't need to do, I brushed my teeth in the shower with my cinnamon toothpaste.

I brushed my hair out, which I found out made it easier to deal with outside of the shower and when I was done used my spiced apple shampoo and conditioner. I left the conditioner in while used my matching body wash and shaved since I had so much time. When I was finished, I rinsed off the body wash and the conditioner in my hair. I stepped out of the shower, dried off and put lotion all over my body before deciding what to wear.

I picked out a pair of ripped navy denim shorts, a green, off the shoulder t shirt that barely covered my midriff. I finished my outfit with a pair of white and gold gladiator sandals, three gold bracelets, different sized gold earrings and a gold belly button ring with a dangling peridot gem.

I was hoping the Professor wouldn't say anything since I was hurt last night. I grabbed a change of clothes for soccer and decided to do something with my hair. I looked in the mirror trying to decide what to do and my final decision was to straighten it. It was only 6 and I still had an hour to get ready. I finished straightening my hair in under 10 minutes and went downstairs to grab breakfast and hopefully get these stitches removed.

"Hey dad can you get these stitches off of me? It's all healed!" He turned around to look at me and his jaw dropped. "Go back upstairs." I looked at him confused. "Umm, why I just got down here…" He looked very flustered. "Buttercup Blair Utonium, there is no way I'm letting you leave the house dressed like that! Go upstairs and change!" I wasn't surprised by his comment, I had actually been expecting it. "Aww dad, you don't like it?" I fake pouted and he gave me a stern look. "Go, Buttercup."

I laughed and flew back upstairs, changing my shorts into white ripped capris, regular black and gold sandals, and a tight peridot green v neck t shirt that faded to black at the bottom. I flew back downstairs and tried again. "Now can you take out my stitches? I don't wanna wear them to school if I don't have to." He gave me the once over and after deciding my outfit was passable, he brought me down to the lab to take them out.

It only took about five minutes, but he opted to take a look at my arm too to see if I could take my cast off, but he said it was still healing.

I looked over to the clock and saw it was 6:45, I could leave now. "Thanks dad, I'll see you later!" I ran upstairs, grabbed my stuff and teleported to Butch's house so we could walk to school together.

I appeared in front of him as he was walking out of the door with his brothers and took a swing at me, which I expertly ducked. "Gee, I was expecting a good morning kiss, not an assault…" I knew he didn't mean to, but he was really fun to mess with. I looked up at him to see him start to panic and his brothers start to laugh. "Babe, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to it was just a reflex!" I started laughing at his response and kissed him, "you're really funny when you're flustered Butch. Can I walk to school with you?"

His panicked look changed into an exasperated smile, "yeah, you can walk with us." I smiled and held his hand and we made our way to school.

School was pretty uneventful as usual, aside from the many makeout sessions that Butch and I snuck around for. It was surprisingly annoying to kiss with a cast on, but since it was with Butch, I loved it. After school though, was what I enjoyed about school, soccer practice.

I got dressed in a pair of black and green Nike shorts and a black racer back tank top with a green sports bra. I had to bubble wrap my cast so it wouldn't hurt anyone if it hit them, but I was fine with it as long as I got to play soccer, it should be fine by tomorrow anyways.

Practice lasted until dark today, the big game was in four days after all… it's not typical of me, but I couldn't help but feel nervous about the whole thing. There was going to be so many scouts at the game and I needed to do my best if I even wanted a chance at getting into the olympics. The fact that even with a broken arm I was the best player on the field did build my confidence a bit.

"Alright guys, and Buttercup, as we all know, our game is in Monday. We only have three more days of practice since we can't practice on Sunday's. Good practice today, Buttercup, hurry up and get that cast off, and let's have three more days of good practice! Buttercup you call it." I smirked and looked around at my team, "Cobras on 3! 1, 2, 3, COBRAS!" My team joined in on the last part and we all went to pack up.

As I was packing up, Butch walked over to me and stopped beside me, already ready to leave. Before he could talk, I turned around and kissed him. "I would normally be mad that you cut me off, but you can cut me off like that anytime! But really, I wanted to ask if you could go out to dinner with me tonight. It's nothing fancy so you don't have to change and I'll pay." I smiled at him, "I'll call the professor and see if it's ok with him." I leaned up and kissed him then pulled out my phone to call the professor.

The phone only rang three times before he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey dad!"

"Hey sweetie is everything ok?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to ask if it was ok if I stayed out with Butch for a little longer for a dinner date?"

"Umm… sure, I guess… just don't do anything crazy please?"

I laughed at his concern. "You won't have to worry about that dad! Thanks see you later!"

"Wait! Be home by-"

I hung up before he could give me a curfew. I looked up at Butch and beamed at him. "He said I could! Where are we going?" He chuckled and led me to his Escalade. "You'll see soon enough!" When we got to his car, he opened it for me and I hopped in. He hopped in the other side and we made our way to… wherever he was taking me.

I couldn't shake the smile off my face as we pulled up to BWWs (Buffalo Wild Wings). "Oh my god I love you!" I all but jumped over the console and kissed him with all the happiness I felt. What was meant to be playful kiss turned into a kinda hot one as we both got a little too into it. He was the first to throw his tongue in and I played along. I curled my tongue around his, which he obviously couldn't resist since I could feel him shiver. He pulled me over into his lap and I lightly bit his lip. I ran my fingers through his black hair and he ran his hands up and down my sides. We pulled apart for a moment and looked into each other's eyes. I could see the list in his eyes and knew I needed to diffuse the situation before either of us went too far. I didn't know about Butch, but I wasn't ready to go that far.

I smiled and when he leaned in for another kiss, I turned my head and I giggled at his surprise when his kiss met my cheek. "I promised the professor I wouldn't do anything crazy." I giggled at his expression and he started to laugh too. "Ok babe, lets go get dinner." I fixed his hair and we both got out of the car hand in hand.

I couldn't have been more pleased that the restaurant wasn't too crowded, it was a weekday after all. "Welcome to Buffalo Wild Wings! How may I help you?" I felt my temper flare when the blonde hostess winked at Butch, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! "Umm… table for two please." The lady whose name tag said Bree gave Butch an annoyingly flirtatious look and said, "follow me." We passed at least seven empty tables that we could've sat at, but this bitch seemed hell bent on taking us to the other side of the restaurant. "Y'know, I think it's really sexy when a guy takes their little sister out to eat…" she turned to face us and bit her lip, trying to look sexy for Butch. "That has no correlation with our situation! We aren't fucking related so stop flirting with MY BOYFRIEND!" I was honestly feeling sick from the way he was just letting her flirt with him.

They both started laughing, which pissed me off. If it was just the blonde bitch, it would be fine, but Butch wasn't supposed to laugh at me when I tried to stop a girl from flirting with him. "What's so fucking funny?!" The girl replied with something that pissed me off beyond belief. "Hey babe, why don't you leave that little temperamental bitch and I can give you a real meal when my shift is over…" This fucking Slut! I was about to turn and leave when Butch responded to the hostess. "Sorry blondie, but she's my girl and I don't plan on leaving her. Plus, I like her temperamental ness." My anger vanished as Butch pulled me closer to him. I stuck my tongue out at the hostess and she looked very angry.

"Fine. Sit here. Someone will be with you shortly." We sat down and Butch looked at me in amusement. "Didn't know you were the jealous type babe." I growled at him a little bit. "She called me your sister! And pretty much told you to leave me so you could hook up with her after work! I was just mad!" He laughed at me and replied to my excuse. "It's ok love, I think it's kinda cute." I was about to yell back at him, but our waiter came to our table before I could respond.

"Welcome to Buffalo Wild Wings, can I start you off with something to drink? How about you sir?" He looked over to Butch first. "I'll have a coke." Then he turned to me and winked obviously. "And for you cutie?" I looked at Butch and smirked at his expression of annoyance. "Are there any special drinks you suggest?" I asked in an innocent tone which the waiter could've easily mistaken for a flirtatious one. He leaned over near me to look at the menu. I would suggest the strawberry daiquiri, it'll be on me." He smiled at me. "Ok! I'll have that thanks!"

The waiter walked away and I looked back to Butch. He looked pissed. "Are you ok, Butch?" I asked him, knowing he was a little jealous. "What the fuck was that? You totally just flirted with him!" I smirked at his obvious jealousy. "Didn't know you were the jealous type, Butch. Besides, I got about $3 off your bill, don't be too upset. I'll make it up to you." I winked at him at the last part. He started grumbling something I couldn't really decipher.

Eventually he got over it and we were able to talk and laugh it off.

The waiter came back with our drinks, took our order, and winked at me as he left. I looked at Butch and started to feel bad since he looked upset. "Butch, you know you're the one I love, you don't have to get upset." That seemed to be the right thing to say since he smiled and leaned over the table for a quick kiss. When he pulled away he looked at my drink. "That's alcoholic, I tasted alcohol." I shrugged, "It doesn't really matter, it's not like I could get drunk off of a daiquiri anyways. Just don't make a big deal out of it." He seemed to accept it and we talked to pass the time as we waited on our food.

After about 30 minutes, our food came out. I got the spiciest wings on the menu and he got honey BBQ. I looked at his wings and laughed, "baby." He playfully glared at me. "I'm not gonna burn my tongue off to impress you! There's no way in hell you can eat those!" I smirked at him as I ate all my wings without a problem. He stared in amazement at my spice tolerance. "Butch, I'm made of the stuff, you can't seriously expect it to affect me." He laughed as he realized how dumb he sounded.

After finishing our meal, we paid and walked out to his car. He looked over and started laughing at me. "What? What's so funny?" He didn't say anything, but he leaned in and kissed my nose. "You had something on your nose." Suddenly his face turned red. He stuck his tongue out and attempted to speak. "IT BUUUSSS" I assumed that meant 'it burns' and I started to laugh at him. "Don't worry, I'll kiss it and make it better." I kissed his tongue to mock him.

His tongue was in 'unbearable pain' for around four minutes, but now that he was over his handicap, he was ready to drive me home. "I know you can just teleport, but I wanna spend more time with you." I didn't protest since I wanted to spend more time with him too. At one point in time, we pulled over for a quick make out session.

My 'special ability' of curling my tongue always drove him wild. We only stopped when the radio announcer announced that it was 12:30. I looked at Butch in panic, "The professor's gonna kill me! We gotta get home!" Butch reluctantly agreed and we got back on the road.

It was 1:24 when we pulled up at my house and I knew the Professor was going to be livid. I fixed my hair so it didn't look like I had done what I promised I wouldn't and I hopped out of the car. Butch walked me up to the door and I took out my key to get in so the Professor didn't think I was sneaking around. I opened the door with Butch right beside me and saw the Professor waiting up for me on the couch.

"It's a little late to be just getting home, don't you think?" He didn't sound as angry as I thought he would. "Sorry dad, we went to BWW and got caught in traffic on the way home. Butch insisted on driving me home." The professor looked up and was surprised to see Butch with me. "Thank you for getting her home safely Butch, but you can't drive two more hours back, it's already 1:30!" Butch yawned and replied, "It's ok sir, I'm a night owl!" The professor chuckled at his weak claim. "Stay here, Butch."

I was obviously happy with the news. "Ok! Let's go, Butch!" I started to lead him up to my room, but was halted by the Professor clearing his throat. "You can sleep in the guest room." I groaned louder than I wanted to and the Professor gave me a stern glare. I giggled nervously. "Night, Butch love you." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Night dad love you." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and then went up to my room to get ready for bed.

After I got ready, I eavesdropped in on Butch's and the Professor's conversation, which seemed to be going well. With that, I went to sleep.

Butch's POV

I watched BC as she walked up to her room, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. "Hey, I know it's late, but I think you know it's necessary to have this talk… I trust you to not break her heart and I trust you not to use her. I know I couldn't really do anything if you did hurt her, but I promise you, watching her cry is the most heartbreaking thing you will experience." I didn't know how to respond to that, but I decided on, "I love her, you won't have to worry about me hurting her." He seemed to be pleased with that answer and walked to his room. I got under the blankets in the guest room and fell asleep.

AN: I made this chapter a little shorter so I could update quicker. Hope you enjoyed it! Please review!