A/N: It's been so long since I've updated and i really have no excuses. So my apologies. I hope to post the rest in a more timely manner, no guarentees though. Thanks to al those who have reviewed it's so very much appreciated. Well here you go it's pretty long so I hope this makes up for its absence.

Yours truly Melancholy

I drove home in a daze. My heart didn't stop pounding. This sick, mushy, gutsy feeling in the pit of my stomach just wouldn't go away. I loved it. I'd never felt like this with anyone before. Probably because I'd only had one boyfriend…Mitch.

I remembered that well. I'd become his girlfriend out of pity. After tons of attempts at other girls he finally came, almost begging, to me. I told him yes, on one condition: we moved at my pace; and my pace was slow. When he tried to kiss me I'd pull away, I shied away from his touch, I had no pet names for him, and I didn't bear speak the words 'I love you'. He finally broke, not able to bear the distance. He started telling his friends lies about us. When he started giving fake hints that we'd gone way past my boundaries, I dumped him immediately. I was still a virgin as far as kissing was concerned, so naturally I was a virgin at everything else too.

Though I had to admit there was at least one perk. The upgrades on my truck were especially nice. If there was one thing that boy could do, it was work with cars.

I sighed to myself as I drove through the downpour. My clothes were still soaked from when we had kissed during the beginning of the rain. For all the things Mitch lacked, Butch had made up for. For once in my life I truly understood the context of love.

I pulled in the driveway parking behind Blossom's red Mustang. I ran quickly to the door walking in to see the Professor with a newspaper in front of his face.

"That you, Buttercup?" I heard him ask.

"Hey, Doc," I said before coming around to his side, "Watcha' reading?"

He pointed to an article in the corner of the page, "A scientist is believed to have found a new species of fungi by the Nile River."

"How……interesting?"

"I know it's fascinating," he said before looking at me. His eyes suddenly grew wide, "You're soaked! I knew you were out, but where have you been?"

Uh oh, "Uh…I was training at it started to rain. I was far from my truck, so I got really wet." Okay half-true, the last part was definitely correct, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"You were training outside?"

Quick…"Uh yeah, thought I'd get some fresh air."

He continued to inspect my appearance eventually shrugging it off with an, "I'll get out the detergent," and walking toward the direction of the laundry room.

When I got upstairs I went to the bathroom throwing my clothes into a basket and jumping into the shower. As the warm water relaxed my nerves, I heard the sound of the door opening; most likely the Professor getting my laundry.

Within fifteen minutes I was showered, pajama-clad and brushing through the tangled mass that was my hair. When that was done, I went into my room, correction, me and my sister's room.

The three of us still occupied the same space. The guest room was a mess that no one wanted to touch. So we stayed the same, but each of us now had a separate bed. It was truly an Alvin and the Chipmunks rendition with lighter colors. And I'll admit while it was nerve wracking at times, I was sharing a room with my two best friends, so I didn't mind a bit.

As I sprawled out my bed staring at the abyss of my ceiling, I felt a presence jump on my bed only to have two blue eyes staring at me seconds later.

"Tell me everything!"

I groaned, "Do I have to?"

"Duh! C'mon I want the juicy details! Tell me what you did."

I groaned again, "Fine! We kissed okay! Happy now?"

Blossom perked up from behind her novel as Bubbles gasped with glee.

"You?" Blossom asked. "You kissed a boy?"

"Yes, now leave me alone," I said burying my face in my pillow.

But Bubbles was still bouncing up and down on my bed. She wasn't going to quit.

"What kind of a kiss?"

I turned to glare at her, "Haven't you heard the phrase don't kiss and tell?"

She giggled, "What would it matter you already told us you kissed him; what's wrong with adding a little detail?" She giggled like a school girl. I had to shut her up.

"Stay out of my personal life and I'll stay out of yours."

She raised an eyebrow, "What's that supposed to mean?"

I smirked devilishly, "Oh I don't know, but your diary was getting pretty interesting lately."

She blushed beet red and I knew what was going to come, "You read my diary!"

Blossom walked over sitting down next to Bubbles on my green sheets adding her own input. "Really, I must admit that's pretty low."

"Plus a complete invasion of privacy!" Bubbles yelled.

"What are you complaining about? Do you think I get any?"

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, "I just wanted to know what happened."

"Yeah, and then you made a big deal out of it."

"Of course, it was your first kiss!"

"No it wasn't…" oh wait, they didn't know that.

"What?" Blossom was the first to speak. "You kissed Mitch?" I thought you said you didn't."

"No! Gross," I said almost gagging, "Butch and I kissed about a month ago."

Crap.

I sighed. I'd put myself too deep in this; I couldn't get out.

"You know the hole in the weight room?"

Blossom the raised an eyebrow, "From when you fought the robber? What does that have to do with anything?"

Great now she was going to bust me. Oh well. "I lied. There was no robber."

I could see it in her eyes. She was going to scold me. "Butter…"

"Can I please explain?"

Bubbles giggled, "Sure I wanna hear."

"Well," I didn't know what to say, "See I wanted to work out in the weight room and I saw Butch there. We started training with the punching bag, but it wasn't…good enough."

Bubbles nodded for me to continue.

"So we started fighting each other and well, I kinda threw him into the wall."

Blossom smacked her forehead, "Perfect…"

"I'm not done!" I exclaimed. "So anyways, he came up to me threw me against the wall and he kissed me,"

Bubbles squealed with delight, "Did you kiss back?"

"Nope, I was too startled to do anything." There I had said it my kissing story was over.

"How did you know he wasn't just, you know, using you?" Blossom asked.

I looked at her strangely, "To get a kiss?"

"He's a guy, you never know what it meant," she said shrugging.

I thought about it for a moment before coming up with a reply, "Well, you know, Butch isn't the most outgoing person. He mainly talks to his brothers."

"But they had a reputation," Blossom added.

"Had!" I emphasized looking at her. "You know they're not like that now."

"I'm just saying you never know."

I scoffed, "You're making excuses."

She was confused. Her face twisted to look at me strangely, "What do you mean excuses?"

"You're just trying to make up an excuse to hide that you like Brick."

Her face turned scarlet before turning around, "I don't…"

"Don't say you don't know what I'm talking about. You like Brick but you try to hide by saying that they had a bad past. You say it all the time when people make suggestions. But you blush when he comes near you, and you stutter when you talk. You can't deny anything."

She didn't talk. She just sat with her back turned.

"C'mon you can admit it; after all, you know we won't tell."

"Nothing leaves our room," Bubbles chirped in.

She sighed long and heavy, turning around to face us. A light pink still remained on her cheeks, "Okay fine, I like him."

Bubbles squealed, "I'm so happy you guys are admitting to it."

Blossom looked at her with an agitated expression, "Well, you can't pretend you don't have a thing for Boomer. You two flirt like crazy."

What I thought would be a blush turned out to be a confused look, "I thought I already told you guys I did."

"Well, if you didn't we know now," I said.

And as a spur of the moment we all broke into laughter. However it soon turned to nothing as we stared down at lime sheets, each of us contemplating something different. After a while Blossom was the first to break our silence, "Who would have thought? The Powerpuff Girls falling for the Rowdyruuf boys?"

"Who would have thought I would be the first one to act out on my crush?"

They both blushed from embarrassment.

"You guys haven't, have you?"

They both shook their heads no, "I'm too scared," Blossom admitted, "and I don't want to face rejection.'

"And what about you?" I asked Bubbles.

"I wouldn't know what to say," she blushed harder, "he makes me all giddy and nervous."

"You'll find courage, both of you. You'll tell them someday."

They both smiled from thanks and our conversation continued through the night until we finally declared we were tired. Turning off the lights and settling in our beds, I sighed thinking of what tomorrow would bring. With Butch and I not so afraid of our feelings anymore, I could feel that the day would be a whole new adventure. And as I snuggled closer into my bed drifting off I heard Bubbles quietly say, "Wait, did you really read my diary?"

And with a light chuckle I fell asleep.