hey, guys! :D I hope you're still with me here. I'm reaaaaally sorry that I haven't been updating. It's just that I had a huge writers block for all of my stories and my junior year in high school was a little hectic. And in summer, well, I got super attached to Tumblr. I made that thing (Tumblr) back on 2009 and I got really attached to it last year so I guess my attention was diverted. :| I still love fanfiction though! and it's not that I haven't been thinking of my fics. There are some days wherein I'm actually thinking how to write the new chapter. So, forgive me please. Enjoy this chapter!

Okay, I'm not sure if I've said this before, but I will describe how their hairstyles are.

Blossom: Long red hair with straight cut bangs that reaches two inches above her butt, the ends aren't straight, they're pointy. (or whatever way you describe it)

Bubbles: Blonde hair that stops at her mid back, side bangs to the right, and the style is straight, but when it reaches the tips it goes wavy.

Buttercup: Black hair that stops at her mid back like Bubbles, side bangs to the left, style is straight and layered.

"Hey, Buttercup, why do you like green so much?"

Buttercup face palmed herself for such an obvious answer. "Well gee, I don't know, Bubbles. Maybe it's the fact that I was born with this color, and that this color was the one on my dress when we were five, my blankey, and my flying streak?"

"Buttercup, no need to answer in that tone." Blossom said.

"But it was a damn obvious question!"

"Someone is cranky." Bubbles said, "Anger management?"

"Bubbles, my temper has improved over the years, but do you really have to ask such an obvious question?"

"Yoooooo!" a whoosh of wind came, making the girls hair messy. "What now?" Buttercup said.

"Good morning to you too." Butch said as he flew down in front of the girls.

Buttercup rolled her eyes. "I didn't think you would walk to school."

"Well, I decided to enjoy the simple life."

"Yeah, right. You just wanted to walk with them." Boomer said as he floated down behind Butch, Brick beside him.

Butch shot him a glare. "Ass." Blossom resisted the urge to clear her throat.

"So, anyway," Bubbles started, trying to get back on topic. "I just thought that the reason you like green so much was because of the Gang Green Gang."

"What are you.." Buttercup began, but then stopped after she came to a realization. She twitched her eye. "You really gotta bring that up now? Especially since they're here?"

Bubbles blinked. "I thought they knew."

And yet another face palm. "Why, just why." Buttercup tugged at the straps of her handbag and continued to walk to school. Although the boys heard everything, they didn't understand what was going on. Not even Brick. Of course they wouldn't know. The only ones who knew were her, her sisters, and Ace himself.

Buttercup didn't want to talk about this; not now, not ever. They always say that it brings closure, but she didn't think so. It was just one of those memories she didn't want to remember. Being played wasn't really a fun thing, especially if you're the victim. Buttercup knew that. Just chill. You took anger management for a reason, she reminded herself. What she didn't understand was.. why did Bubbles have to bring this stupid topic up at the most inappropriate time. She continued to walked with her head down and her hands on her backpack straps.

"Uhm, what's going on? Are we in the middle of a fight?" Boomer asked.

"FIGHT!"

"Butch, shut up." Brick said. Butch just scoffed it off.

Blossom sighed. "No, Bubbles just brought up a really inappropriate memory."

"I thought they knew! I thought news spreads around villains. Especially if it's about us!"

"Hah! News about you guys being weak, yeah sure. But gossip, HA!" Butch humored.

Buttercup could hear the entire conversation. She did have super hearing. She was already pissed, and she didn't want Butch to make it worse. "Are you guys just gonna stand there or what?" Buttercup called.

"Coming!" Bubbles said. The five of them made their way towards Buttercup. "Sorry, sis." Bubbles apologized.

"Ehh, it's alright."

"Sooooo, Buttercup fancied a villain eh?" Butch said as he jokingly hung his arm over Buttercup's shoulders.

"None. Of. Your. Business." She said, trying not to mind the extra weight added on her shoulders. Memories of that past kept rushing in.

"Awwwwe. Heart Broken?"

"Shut up, Butch."

"Butch, you wouldn't want to go there." Blossom warned.

"Why? Big tough Buttercup can't handle a little heart break?" Butch mocked.

"Uhm, things could get pretty scary, Butch. This is part of the reason why she took anger management."

"Pfft. Anger management or therapy for a broken hea- UMPH!" Before Butch could continue, his back suddenly crashed into a wall. "Ugghh..." he said, "What the hell?". He got up and looked at Buttercup. Her face and hand were red.

"Did you?"

"Hit you? Noooo! I didn't hit you! There was something on your face that was reaaaally bugging me." Buttercup raised her voice.

"Hey, sorry.. I-"

"Whatever." And with that Buttercup turned on her heels and began walking towards school again.

"Dude, you should apologize." Boomer said.

"You don't say?" Butch replied sarcastically.

"Hey, it's your fault in the first place so stop acting all pissed. Just get it over with." Brick spoke up.

"Okay, okay! Jeez.. argh.. hey, BC!"

She didn't stop. "BC!"

"Dafuq you want?!" She shouted without turning around.

"I'm sorry!"

That's when Buttercup stopped and turned. "What?"

"You know, what I don't understand is: why are you guys shouting? You can hear each other with your super hearing-"

"Shhh!" Bubbles said as she placed her hand on Blossom's mouth.

Butch sighed and floated over to Buttercup. He landed in front of her and looked at her. He kept letting out deep breathes and messed his already-messed-up hair, and for a moment he stared at his feet. He couldn't believe he was going to do this. Finally, he looked up at Buttercup. No hint of humor any where among both of their faces. He let out one final sigh and said, "I'm sorry."

Buttercup's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She could not believe what she was hearing. Dafuq is this guy? Why is he being so sincere? Is Butch really serious about the whole bet thing? Is this part? Buttercup just stood there, dumbfounded. Their siblings, all four of them, floated toward them. Blossom and Bubbles on Buttercup's side; Brick and Boomer on Butch's.

"Buttercup? Hellooooo?" Bubbles waved her hand back and forth, trying to snap her sister out.

"You.. said sorry?"

Butch rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and sighed. "I had no other choice. I would've lost the bet." He grinned.

"Great. Like we don't have enough problems." Blossom said.

Everyone turned their direction to where Blossom was looking. Blossom pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

"Well well well well welly. Look what we have here."

Brick smirked. "I could say the same for you." He turned his attention to Blossom, "I thought there aren't any villains?"

"Well, they aren't villains anymore. Just some rebels."

"Rebels, eh? You girlies better be thankful we ain't doing no trouble."

"'Girlies'? Seriously?" Buttercup eyed him.

"Yeah. You all grew up and put some something-something in there."

"Perv." Bubbles rolled her eyes.

Ace smirked. "Just playing with ya. Ya know I wouldn't go back to that." He turned his attention towards the Ruffs. "It's a little.. how do I say this.. unusual for ya fellas to be hanging around with them Puffs. What ya playin at?"

"Nothing. Just back in town." Boomer answered.

"Soooo keeping it simple, eh? No worries. We ain't gonna cause any trouble for yous." Ace glanced at Buttercup and winked. Even though Buttercup is clearly a teenager, and she moved on, Ace still loved to tease her.

"See yous later." Ace turned and waved.

Buttercup hated it when Ace did that. It was always so close to making her like him again, which she would never want. After what happened with Ace, it was kinda hard for Buttercup to trust guys in those sense. Sure, she went on a date. Once. It was with Mitch. It wasn't anything special though. More like a best friend date than a date-date. In fact, they didn't even have any special feelings for each other. Buttercup couldn't remember why they went on one date. Still, she kept her guard up.

Ever since the boys came back, Buttercup kept on having this strange feeling. Like something inside her finally felt complete. She couldn't understand why she was feeling this. 'I don't have any feelings for him. Dafuq would I?', she once thought. Now, she didn't really know anymore. Yeah, sure, Buttercup isn't the type to fall quickly, but there's just something in Butch that made her insides feel sick. The worse part, she didn't know if it was a bad thing or a good thing. She knew that Butch was her type, and ever since he made that stupid bet she couldn't clear up her feelings. And now, when Butch apologized, it probably added up to her confusion.

"Well at least that's done." Blossom said, "We don't need anymore hassle so early in the morning."

"Yeah." Bubbles agreed, "But, um..." She turned her gaze towards Buttercup.

"Oh. Right. Um.. Buttercup?"

"Hm? What?" Buttercup responded.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh? Yeah, sure. I'm okay."

"You seem a little out of it." Bubbles said.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Hey, I'm sorry." The girls turned around. The boys were still standing behind them.

"That's the second time you said it." Buttercup said, not looking at Butch's eyes.

"I know."

Silence. An awkward silence for about 5 minutes, until Boomer realized something. He suddenly spoke up, "I should head on ahead. You know, probably gotta do some stuff for art. Bubbles, wanna help?"

Bubbles gave a clueless look. She titled her head to show that she didn't get it. Boomer winked and eyed Butch from behind. Bubbles gaped, then smiled. She understood what Boomer meant. She nodded to show approval, and Boomer did the same.

"Sure! Sure, let's go." Bubbles nudged Blossom in the arm. Blossom gave an irritated look. "What?"

Bubbles began to float up. She eyed Buttercup just as Boomer did with Butch. Fortunately, Blossom caught on fast. "Um, you know, I think I'll go on ahead too. I've got extra homework to work on."

"What? How come I didn't receive any?" Brick said.

Blossom wanted to face palm at that moment. "Well, why don't we go and ask?"

The four of them flew up and away. Blossom explained to Brick about what was happening. Brick felt stupid for not knowing. On the ground were Butch and Buttercup. Still standing there. Buttercup still didn't look at Butch, but Butch kept his eyes glued on Buttercup. Buttercup felt awkward. Her head was down, but she could feel a presence towering over her. She didn't want to look defeated, but she didn't know how to start.

Butch was hoping for Buttercup to look up. One of the reasons why his eyes never left her. He was coming up with a way to start the conversation. And since he's desperate, he said the most obvious fact, "They left us."

"Yeah, I know."

"Can you at least look at me?" Buttercup slowly raised her head.

"What?" She said in a flat tone.

"I said I'm sorry."

"I know."

"You aren't gonna say anything?"

"What do you want me to say?"

Butch smirked and took a step closer. He bent down a little so that their foreheads were almost a half inch apart. Buttercup hated the fact that he was way taller than her. It made her feel small and helpless. She did not like to feel small and helpless. And at that moment, Buttercup felt trapped.

"Don't you forgive me?" Butch said. His forehead extremely close to Buttercup's.

"Do I have to actually say those words?"

"Hey, I said 'I'm sorry', it's only fair." A wild smirked played across Butch's face. He wrapped his hand around Buttercup's waist.

Don't fucking blush dammit. Buttercup repeated the thought and hoped that she wasn't actually blushing. What's surprising to her is that she didn't even bother to slap Butch's hand away from her waist. She felt even more trapped. "I.."

"Yeah?" Butch moved closer. Their foreheads were touching.

Buttercup shut her eyes and expected for the worse. "forgive you.." When she said it, she felt something on her nose. She opened her eyes and saw Butch at a normal, one arm apart distance. She touched her nose. Butch laughed and pinched it.

"Ow! Dafuq!"

"Ha, you don't know what I did, do you?"

Buttercup shook her head. "It's left better that way. See, I made you speechless."

Buttercup frowned. She was about to say something when Butch kissed her nose. Again.

"Let's go. I bet those assholes are worried. Ha! And they left us. Psssh." He walked pass by her and placed his hand on his head and leaned back. "You coming?"

Buttercup turned around and walked toward him. She looked at Butch and frowned. "Why dafuq did you-"

Another one.

"You know, I like it when you're speechless." He laughed. "And I think I'm starting to win the bet."