Chapter 9
This is the ninth chapter of 'Can I Love You?'
Last time, the Boys find out that the Guys were the Girls' boyfriends, and it threw them all for a large loop. For once, they truly felt hopeless in the pursuit of what they desired. The Girls each went on a date with their boyfriend, and confessed that they felt extremely uncomfortable around the Boys, while the Guys comforted their girlfriends.
Anyway, enough with the chitchat, let's get on with the story, nya~!
As Saturday and Sunday came around, the Girls continued with their extremely busy schedule of modeling shoots, TV interviews, and much more. The Guys, too, were extremely busy with their own businesses, with meetings and project dead-lines cluttering their schedules.
The Boys, however, instead of spending time with their little 'popular' crew as they always do on the weekends, they spent their time inside, with the TV blaring on all day, watching with extreme attentiveness whenever a commercial or some other broadcast which had the appearance with one, two, three or all four of The Four Queens in it. That helpless feeling that they were fighting against a crushing force that they couldn't faze, no matter what they fought against it with still was strongly pulsing through each of the Boys' hearts.
Butch gulped down a full can of Sprite, his forest green eyes glued to the television screen, as a major commercial for Angelique cosmetics showed up, featuring Buttercup and only her, "I still can't believe that she's that same girl I humiliated in fourth grade. I feel like such an idiot." His mind was completely mesmerized at the ravenette's beautifully flawless skin, how her raven black hair fluttered around her face and her bright emerald green eyes glittered like real emeralds. And the make-up only enhanced her natural beauty.
Bruise sighed from his lazy position on the couch, "I know. And from the way that Bloom looked at me at the Friday shoot, she hasn't forgotten what I did to her. And I doubt she ever will." Boomer entered the living room, holding a large bag of potato chips, aimlessly munching piece after piece, "Has anything showed up worth watching yet? Especially with Bubbles in it?" His three brothers shook their heads with that same tiredness they've been feeling since Friday night.
Brick glanced up at the clock, "It's 3 in the afternoon, and we haven't eaten lunch yet. Bruise, its your turn to get us all something." As the brunette made a move to stand up, their father, Joseph Rowdyruff, dressed in a sharp black suit entered the spacious livening room, "Oh, hello boys. Why are you four wasting time inside? It's a beautiful day, not to mention that its Sunday, you might as well enjoy yourself before going back to school tomorrow."
The Boys smiled weakly; they never really spent much time with their father, since he was the CEO of an extremely successful company and was constantly busy with work, "Nah, we're still exhausted and want to stay inside for the rest of the day. But, thanks for the concern Dad." The man, possessing Bruise's dark umber brown hair and Boomer's dark royal blue eyes, considering that Ms. Bellum had Brick's dark amber orange hair and Butch's forest green eyes, sighed, set his briefcase down and sat down beside his boys on the large couch, "Let me guess, this has something to do with the four girls that you four rejected so harshly during fourth grade..?"
Brick arched an eyebrow, "How… how did you know..?" Joseph chuckled, "A father has the ability to read his children like books, no matter how you all try to hide it. Especially you four, all of you are like open books, so easy. Not to mention that I read all of your dairies, where you confessed just how guilty you were by rejecting them." The Boys couldn't meet their dad's eyes, the guilt was beginning to build. Not to mention they felt extremely violated of their privacy.
Joseph chuckled, "No need to feel ashamed for admitting something so trivial to your own father. But, I have to say, I am disappointed in you four." Bruise mumbled, "We know, you're appalled that we'd use something so meaningless like school status as an excuse to break four girls' hearts." What came out of their father's mouth next was shocking, "No, what I was going to say was that I'm disappointed that you four are doing nothing about making up for what you did seven years ago to these girls that you deem to hate you so much. I thought I raised you all better than this as the four heirs to the Rowdyruff family."
Butch's head shot to attention, "Say wha..?" Joseph sighed, "I mean, you claim that you love these girls, and yet, the moment you found out that they had boyfriends, you immediately gave up. If you truly love these four girls, you won't give up on these so easily. Do you think that I got your mother by giving up? I mean, she was the most gorgeous, not to mention intelligent and popular girl in school, while I was an average school boy with a bit of extra cash in my back pocket. I had to fight for her, and thanks to that, now, I'm married to the love of my life, and I have you four strong, healthy boys. And if you don't do the same, you'll end up miserable and regretting for the rest of your life. Believe me, that's how your Uncle Jim ended up."
The Boys shuttered at the thought of their miserable and cranky uncle. He lived in a tiny, run-down apartment in the poorest side of Townsville, where he spends 3/4s of his day drowning his sorrows at the local bar, while using the rest ¼ of his day working at a gas station. The Boys normally only hear from Uncle Jim when he calls their dad to borrow money. And when he comes to visit, the entire family takes extra care to lock away all their valuables and gave their entire staff of servants and hired help the duration of time that Jim's stay, off. And all of this happened because he lost the woman he loved, to another man.
Boomer sighed, "But Dad, this isn't the same type of situation that you had when you were trying to win over Mom. The girls we have crushes on are… sort of out of our league, if you know what I mean." Joseph arched a brow with amusement, "Women out of the Rowdyruff Boys' reach? Is there truly such a thing? Tell me, who are exactly are these girls?" The boys glanced at each other before deciding that it couldn't hurt to tell their father, and spoke in unison, "The Four Queens."
Their brunette was silent for a few minute, and for once, the boys could easily read their father's expressions, and this one was one of pure shock. Bruise waved his hand in front of his dad's face, "Do you think we broke him?" Brick sighed, "No you dimwit, he's just in shock. Give him a minute to come around." It took five minutes for Joseph to snap out of his shocked stupor, "Wow, for once, I'm at a lost for words. My boys, in love, with the Four Queens. And considering that all four of them have boyfriends already." He cleared his throat, "But anyway, what I said before still applies, if you truly love them, you won't allow something as petty as 'already taken' stop you. If God made you and the Four Queens to be soulmates, those girls will come around eventually."
It was the Boys' turn to be silent, before smiling at their father, "Thanks Dad, that helped a lot." Joseph chuckled, "Of course. Now, get out there and work it like the four playboys that I see everyday. Right now, I have to get back to the company. Your mother will be working late again tonight, so if you need anything, just ask any of the servants, unless it's an absolute emergency. In that case, our work and cell numbers are on the fridge." The brunette picked up his briefcase and with one last wave of goodbye, was off.
Brick grinned as he slid on an Armani brand jacket, adjusting the collar just right, "Dad's right. Why the hell are we moping around here for? Let's go out. Boys, get into your snazziest clothing and get into the car." The others glanced at their brother as if he had gone insane, then at each other before shrugging, "Ah, what the heck," and dashing for their rooms to change. Brick smirked, he wasn't going to let the girl who captured his fiery heart get away so easily. And he was sure that his brothers would agree on that.
As Butch, Bruise and Boomer came downstairs, the car was already pulled up around front, and Brick was at the wheel. As they climbed in, Boomer asked, "Hey, where are we going exactly?" His orangette brother smirked as he stepped on the gas petal, making the car burst into sudden speed as he surged down the street, "To the Townsville Studio."
Blossom glanced at her watch and called deeper into their spacious, multi-roomed dressing room, "Come on girls. We have to snag a taxi to an interview for 'J-Scoop' before having to head back home. Remember, today's a Sunday." Bloom sighed as she emerged from the bathroom after washing away all the make-up that applied for their just-finished shoot, for a new movie, "Aw man, we went this entire weekend without seeing the Guys. I miss Leo so much, and yet, there's nothing I can do about it."
Bubbles looked absolutely crestfallen as she came out of one of the costume-storage rooms, having just returned her costume to one of the many racks within said room, "James calls me everyday, but still, it's not the same as going out with him. I miss the days when we first met and began dating. Back then, our schedules were more compatible, and it wasn't so hard to find a time where we were both free."
Buttercup exhaled loudly as she stretched out all the kinks that were making her limbs so sore, "I just wanna get this over with. I'm so exhausted, and we have school tomorrow. Man, who would've thought that being a model like this would become so much harder thanks to something stupid like school." Bloom chuckled, wrapping herself in her long trench-coat, "Alright then. Let's head over for Fuji TV. It's the Japanese studio that Hannah set us up with for this talkshow interview, right..?" Blossom nodded, "Yea. Let's get going. Hurry up Buttercup. You too Bubbles."
Just then, a knock rang out and entered a young woman. The Girls recognized her as one of the make-up artists who worked on them quite a few times in the past. She smiled, "Um, there are several people who have come looking for you. They say that they are acquainted with you." Buttercup grunted, "Let 'em in." The girl nodded before hurriedly backing out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Bubbles smiled brightly, "Do you think that it's James and the others..?" Bloom shook her head, "All the crew members at all the studios that we've ever been at know who the Guys are, and would've referred to them as such. Must be someone else." Blossom's eyes shot up with realization, "Hold on, you don't think that it's-" Before she could finish her sentence, in came the Rowdyruff Boys.
Blossom groaned softly, "Sure enough," while her three sisters, even Bloom, simply stood there, their eyes open wide with shock. Buttercup's eyes slowly narrowed until they were in narrow slits, the green irises of her eyes glittering with the ravenette's signature inner fire, "Why the hell are you four good-for-nothings here?" Her tone was the one that she hardly ever used; the one that could make Satan cry like a baby.
However, instead of flinching or stammering nervously like anyone else, Butch just threw her that cocky smirk that he was so famous for. Blossom scowled, "What's going on here?" Brick smiled, "We thought that since it's Sunday, we'd take you four out to the movies and dinner." There was a moment of silence before Bloom scoffed lightly, "Dinner and a movie? Really? I'm sorry, but unlike you four, we actually have work that we have to put before having fun. Now, if you wouldn't mind moving aside, we have to get going."
Bruise struck out a hand, keeping the brunette, along with her sisters, from leaving, "No, please, just hear us out. We're really sorry for what we did to you seven years ago. But, can't you give us just one more chance? Please?" That question threw Bloom for a loop; back in fourth grade, the Rowdyruff Boys, the legendary Rowdyruff Boys, never ever apologized to anyone, much less beg for a second chance.
She glanced back at her sister, who were also as shocked as she was, even Buttercup. All the other boys held the same remorseful look on their faces, even Brick and Butch, who were considered the most prideful and cocky of the bunch. Bloom turned to Blossom, "You answer." But, for once, the orangette, who had a come-back for everything, was struck speechless.
Just then, the door to the dressing room opened again, and in stepped, Josef, Leonardo, Anthony and James.
CLIFFHANGER! MWAHAHAHAH! Ah, I know I'm being cruel, for not updating in such a long time and then leaving a cliffhanger on such a short chapter. But, I was sent away to Missouri for a two-week camp, and just got back a few days ago. So, I spent most of my time unpacking, doing my laundry and sleeping. Did you know that Missouri is STINKIN' HOT during the summer. I sweated more in those two weeks than I usually do during the entire summer here in California.
Anyway, if you have any ideas for what should happen during the encounter, don't be shy to send them in. Though all the ideas that were already sent in due to my distress call are extremely useful, it's always good to have more than enough, just in case, You know what I mean ;)
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