Author's Note: Yay! I was able to update! A surprise even to myself, since standardized testing is around! Well, enjoy, and I hope I can write another chappie soon.

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Brick's streak was fading in front of her.

Realizing she'd never catch up at this pace, Blossom propelled herself faster. She swooped to the left as a tree got in her way and nearly lost her balance, but she wanted desperately to know what he knew. She looked back and saw that she wasn't anywhere near the Utonium residence anymore. Was it a good idea to continue following him? Blossom stopped flying, the roseate streak behind her disappearing. Either she continue following and learn what he had to offer and maybe get lost, or she go back and regret it for the rest of her life if she never saw him again. Bubbles and Buttercup were strangely secretive about her first two years of life to her, and perhaps Brick wouldn't be. She dashed after him again, only a red speck guiding her this time around.

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Brick's POV:

I was flying abnormally fast, and I wondered why. I slowed down and hovered about the treetops. She'd lost her memory? Why hadn't I heard about this with all the other gossip in Townsville? I'd overheard people saying stuff about Blossom and how she was in a sad state, but I never would've guessed that she'd lost her memory. I simply waved it off as an advantage to myself, and it actually was. A major one. She'd lost her memory. I wondered, with the memory loss, did her sisters take advantage of it? Was Blossom still the leader? Probably everyone had these answers, I figured. I wouldn't need to go back and ask Blossom for them. I'd probably terrorize a little kid and get the answers from him. Yup. I attempted to fly quicker, but I found I was rather tired.

And out of nowhere a pink thing crashed into me and I fell to the ground.

Groaning, I supported myself on my elbows and looked up at what'd knocked me down. Blossom was floating in the air, apologizing. "Sorry! I didn't mean to- really didn't mean to!"

"Whatever," I answered bitterly, attempting to get up. Unfortunately, my ankle had been sprained. I did not want to inform Blossom of that, so I simply sat on the forest floor.

Blossom looked at me with watery eyes, and I swore my heart skipped a beat. I almost felt guilty; had I answered with a little too much venom?

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Blossom's POV:

I opened my mouth, then closed it. Until now, I'd never thought of how I would phrase what I wanted to know. And the tears welling up in my eyes didn't help matters. In fact, it clogged up my mind; simply put, I could not think properly. I never could really think properly when I was in his presence. I was usually very quick, smart and accurate, dotting my speech with precision, unless it came to memories. Why couldn't I speak or think that way in front of him?

"Sorry," he said suddenly, and I was snapped out of my trance.

"For..for what?" I asked quietly, not bothering to do something about my flooded eyelids.

He just looked at me, and the look in his eyes filled me with a warm, soothing sensation, like being suffused in hot chocolate, or honey. I felt slightly faint, but more delighted than anything.

"Er..." he started, obviously not sure what to say. I looked down, tearing myself away from that wondrous world his gaze had sent me into. I decided to stare at the leaf sitting in front of me, and a cold gust of wind blew it away almost instantaneously. Startled, I pulled away from the area, and from him. He gazed at me quizically, and I merely twitched. I felt numb and stupid. Why couldn't I say or do something? Something important, something that would just make sense right about now. And finally I thought of it. Why not start anew?

"Um...hi."

As soon as it slid out of my mouth I wanted to slap myself for it.