AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, when I say their ages were different, only by a year per. Blossoms 20, Buttercup 19 and Bubbles 18. Okay? Good! Enjoy one of my first lemons!Chapter 1: Hurtfilled memories

Buttercup's POV

I'm Buttercup Utonium and I'm 19 years old. I have short black hair that rests on my shoulders. It's in the style of an even bob, and naturally curves out slightly at the tips. I also had a neon green streek put in a year ago. (Not dimmed at all, oh yeah!)

I live with my two sisters, Blossom and Bubbles, my father (creator), Professor Utonuim, and his new wife, Mrs. Kean. (She was our kindergarden teacher!)

My older sister, Blossom, has the longest hair I've ever seen! It goes down to her calfs, but she has a natural crimp in her hair with make it look slightly shorter. She still wears her signiture red bow, but to the side and it's smaller. It was a gift from her boyfriend, Brick. She's also the tallest out of all of us, reaching about 5'8, 5'9 ish. She has nice (natural) curves too.

And my younger sister, Bubbles, still ties her sandy blonde hair up into two pigtails, but they now reach her elbows. She's the shortest out of the three of us, but is by far the prettiest. She has a cheerlader figure that drives all the boys at school crazy! She has the sweetest boyfriend too. Boomer, (Brick's younger brother). He buys her lots of presants and the cuddle and kiss in front of me. Aww, how sweet... Not!

We all go to Poaky Outs high school and will be graduating in half a year, or so.

Blossom (of corse) is an A+ student that has already been pre-accepted into collage. She'll be leaving for Harvard next september. She's aiming to be a doctor.

Bubbles is a A/B student, with occastional C. Same for me. Me and her will be attending Townsville community collage just after Blossom leaves.

Bubbs wants to be a vet, or work in a zoo, (some place with a lot of animal crap!) And I wanna be a novelist.

Yes. Hard to belive, I know. But I get the best grades in english and Blossom seems to enjoy my writing.

So, I figure why not?

The Mayor's very proud of us all and doesn't hesitate to show his affection.

He likes to buy us expensive trinkets to show his gratitude.

Well, when I say 'trinkets'...

Blossom got a luxurios condo near Harvard, which she'll move into when she gets there.

Bubbles got a good sized piece of land in the countreyside and some money to build a small animal shelter for all the stray animals she brings home.

And I got a beautiful, lime green ferrari! Booya!

We show our gratitude by protecting the city from monsters and villans as the PowerPuff Girls!

Yup, everything was pretty much the same.

Even the villans hadn't changed much!

Mojo still tried to fight us with his crappy inventions. Him's as gay as ever. Fuzzy's retired. The Ameba Boys broke up. Gang green gang are in jail for a recent robbery. The RowdyRuff Boys switched to fight along side us. They're great alis! Especially Butch.

Brick and Boomer are Butch's brothers, both dating my sisters.

Me? I'm single. And for good reasons, not just cause I can't get guys.

Oh, plently have tried to make me fall for them. None have succeded.

None, but one...

oOoxXx~*Flashback*~xXxoOo

Mitch Mitchelson. The bully everyone hated, yet he was one of my closest friends.

When we turned 15, he asked me on a date. I hestedently said yes and he took me out to a movie then for a romantic, candlelit dinner. Not normally my thing, but it was nice. Really sweet of him.

We went out every second night after that, both being home before 11.

On our third date, we kissed. Not a long french kiss or anything like that. Just a quick peck. But I still saw fireworks!

We were always together after that. Our parents and teachers would say we were insepreable. And it was true. Very true.

I loved him with all my heart...

On my sixteenth birthday, Mitch, my sisters, and our new friends; Brick, Boomer and Butch set me up a suprise party.

I was amazing! They were amazing!

He, was amazing...

We danced most of the night away, then Blossom anounced it was time for me to open my presants.

Everyone watched as I opened my gifts.

I'd opened 5 before I got to the one that Mitch had bought for me.

It was a small box, with a lime green ribbon wrapped around it.

I almost demolished the ribbon, trying to get into it. It was so exciting!

When I finally had it open, I peeped inside.

Shocked, I took the full lid off and, mouth agape, gently pulled out the beautiful dimond necklace that lay within. It had a large, what I could only guess was an emerald in the middle, surronded by little dimonds, then larger (but not as large as the emerald) dimonds trailing up towards the clasp.

It.

Was.

Spectacular!

Absolutely phenominal!

I looked up at my amazing boyfriend with glazed over eyes.

I stood up and embraced him greatfully.

"Thank you so much, Mitch! I love it so much!"

I looked him in the eyes and kissed him passionatly on the lips.

"Almost as much as I love you..."

He smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

I giggled (which suprised everyone) as he slipped it around my neck, unclasping it, then reclasping it.

I gave him my warmest smile and Blossom took a picture of us.

Later on, at around midnight, everyone left.

Blossom and Bubbles went upstairs to get changed and the Professor, to his lab. (The Proff wasn't married yet.)

I sat on the coach with Mitch, staring deeply into his chestnut brown eyes.

The strappy silk dress I was wearing was pulled over my knees to keep me warm on the cold winter night.

It didn't help very much though. It wasn't the thickest of dresses. But the warmth of Mitch's hands was enough to keep me warm for many winters to come!

"Oh Mitch," I started to speak but he placed his fingure on my lips and hushed me quiet.

"Buttercup... My beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Buttercup..." He smiled gently at me with love in his eyes. "How'd I get so lucky to have an amzing girl- no women like you for my girlfriend?"

I giggled again at the 'beautiful' remark.

Then I leaned in and kissed him lovingly on the lips. He kissed back.

I pulled away for just long enough to answer his question with yet, another question.

"I don't know. How'd I get stuck with a handsom, generous beast like you?"

He smirked and continued to kiss me.

We made out for a good half an hour before Blossom came down and shooed Mitch out the house.

I waved goodbye with a smile as Blossom pushed him through the door.

He did the same back.

"Bye bye Mitchy!" I called to him.

"Yes, bye bye Mitchy!" Blossom hissed through gritted teeth, locking the door.

I frowned at her and she walked towards me, with her classical 'hands-on-hips' stance.

"Do you two have to have a spit-meet-n-swap in the middle of our front room, Buttercup?"

I curled my lips and pouted at her. Folding my arms I simpley replied 'yes' and smirked.

Blossom sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Your just lucky it was me that walked in and not dad," she said matter-a-factly. "You wouldv'e been totally screwed!"

I sighed too. I knew it was true. But wasn't gunna opplogise for showing affection towards my amazing boe.

She patted my shoulder and I looked up.

"Come on, lets go to bed." Her voice trailing off as if she'd admitted defeat.

I smiled at her and we went to bed.

Another few months past by before it was Mitch's birthday.

I had absolutally no idea what to get him!

So I just ended up getting him a silver watch. And yeah a proper silver one. Not one of thoses cheapy, shitty ones neither!

I wore light brown shorts and a short green tank top with a black stripe in the middle. It only reached above my belly button, but it was mega cute! I wore it with some black heels and had my hair straightened and put up into pigtails.

Blossom wore a plain, dark pink top that went down to the bottem of her thighs and was tight and low around her chest. She wore it with black fishnet tights and light pink heels. She wore her hair down and crimped, she also had a red bow-clip in on the side.

Finally Bubbles. She was wearing a sky blue tube top with a black mini skirt and big black (heel-less) boots. She had her hair down and curled.

None of us were wearing too much make-up. But we all had our navel-rings in.(Yeah. Bubbles wanted hers pierved but was too scared to do it by herself. So me and Blossom ended up getting ours done too. I didn't really mind, and suprisingly, neither did she. We each got a small hoop, mine a metalic green, Blossom's a hot pink and Bubble's a glowing blue.)

'Alright!' I thought. 'Lets get this thing on the road!'

We reached Mitch's house and Blossom rung the doorbell. God she's so formal!

"Too slow!" I said opening the door.

Blossom gave me her dipleased look.

I frowned back at her.

"They can't hear you past the music anyway," I commented, walking hurily inside.

I found Mitch in the kitchen, drinking a beer with his mates.

I walked up to him, swaying my hips to the music.

Once I got to him, I lifted his chin with a single fingure caressing his cheek while I pulled him in for a kiss. He kissed back then I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the living room to dance.

He put his hands on my hips and we shook in time to the music.

A few hour of dunken dancing later, me and Mitch were in his room making out.

He was incredably drunk! So drunk in fact, that I knew exactly what he'd had to drink within the last hour!

But I didn't care. His drunkeness made me drunk! Drunk on a cocktail of love and lust. And he'd had the same, but maybe too much?...

His hands slithered under my top and groped my breasts through my bra.

I gasped and pulled away from his kiss.

"What's the matter baby~" He asked, hiccuping in between each word.

I started to feel a bit digusted with the way he was acting towards me.

"I think we should stop here tonight, Mitch. You've had three too many."

I stood up and started to walk to the door when Mitch suddenly grabbed my arm, twisting it slightly.

"And where do you think *hic* your going~?" He had a sly smirk plastered across his face. The same one that normally turned me on, now scared me shitless and made me really angry.

"OW! WHAT THE HELL MITCH! LEMME GO!" I screamed at him, using my nails to claw at his arm. He didn't even flinch.

He pulled me close and smashed his lips against mine in a fit of drunken lust. He shoved me onto the bed and liped his lips in what he thought was a sexy way.

I winced.

"Ow Buttercup, you hurt my arm," he said, lifting his red arm into vew. "And naughty girls must be punished."

He licked my lip and started to kiss my neck really hard. And it hurt!

"Mitch! Stop! Lemme go! Mitch!"

It was no use, he wouldn't listen!

I was so scared!

I started to struggle as he literally ripped my shirt off, reveling my black lacey bra. Then slid off my brown denim shorts, showing my matching panties.

He groped me and I screamed.

He slapped his hand fiercly down over my mouth.

"Now another clumsy act like that and I'll have to do something we'll both regert!"

I could feel something sharp pressed against my thigh.

The sharp object slowly made its way to my panties, sliding across my skin and leaving a thin red line of blood as it went.

I feel it press slightly and it really hurt!

I tried to scream again, but his hand still covered my mouth.

He pressed again, but a little harder and tears started flooding from my glazed over eyes.

I whimpered and tried my hardest not to show the pain I was in as her kept pressing, moving, and pressing again.

Then it stopped.

He brought a large butchers knife up to his lips and licked the blood of the tip in a phsycopathic way.

I sobbed a little more as he brought it to my bra. He drew a little M on each cup as he chuckled in time with the beat coming from downstairs.

He pulled out a set of fuzzy handcuff and chained my hands to the bedposts. (He didn't have to worry about my legs because I kept them squeezed together to stop the imense pain. It just wouldn't stop!)

He slid his hands behind my shivering back and hushed me as he unclasped my strapless bra.

Mitch flung it across the room and used his indez figure to draw circles around my nipples.

"Your enjoying this, aren't you? It's as arousing for me as it is for you..." Then he mumbled something about love.

Love!

And me, aroused! That was the last thing I felt for him right now! No, I lie, it came just above respect and love...

If he was as aroused as I was, he should of thrown up.

He bent over and sucked hard on my left nipple.

I bit my lip under his hand and cried out in pain as he bit down.

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door.

"Hello?" Came the voice from the other side.

I bit Mitch's hand, hard!

He shouted in agony and I screamed.

"Help! Please help me!" I screeched.

Then Mitch slapped me and I heard footsteps run quickly down the stairs.

I fought and fought until Mitch had had enough.

He slapped me extreamly hard for someone without powers and held the knife to my throat.

"You've ruined my fun!" He sighed and the knife backed of slightly, giving me space to breath.

"But none of that matters. Because even if people come, I'm not gunna stop until I'm satisfied!"

I tried to use my powers to break out of the handcuff, but because my writs were chained quite tightly, for some reason the neon green energy that usually shoots out, well, didn't.

And I couldn't use my strength because even though I hate to admit it, I was petrified.

And he made me like this! Oh god how I was gunna hurt him bad for this!

He pulled his shirt and jeans off and I could feel a bulge on my stomach. Sickening! Seriously, sickening!

He licked from my navel ring to the nape of neck and slipped my panties down.

Then his boxers.

I was paralysed with fear.

He continued to play with my breast and I continued to whimper and scream out ad he entered me, fast and hard, snatching my virginity away from me.

I'd been soiled. I was no longer pure. I felt dirty. And it was nowhere near over...

A/N: Hope you liked it! Sorry for the sick, morbid tone... It gets happier, promise :) Please review!