A/N

Chapter 2! And it's sweet! Mostly dialogue, but I think it really captured Blossom's confusion well. P.S. Sorry it has taken so long to update and I know that they are short chapters, but I am working on my other story, Shredding my Sanity, at the same time and it is a very intense story that requires a lot of thought. Anyways, Enjoy and Review!

"What?" Blossom repeated.

Brick smiled lazily. "You are so cute when you are confused."

"I-I don't understand."

"You are so cute when you don't understand!"

She squirmed out of his grip in time to avoid an embracing hug. The Girls had long ceased their bickering with the Boys. Now all eyes were on Blossom and Brick.

"Blossom!" she heard her sisters cry.

"Brick," his brothers complained, "what are you doing? You're letting her get away!"

Brick grinned and drifted towards Blossom. Blossom panicked and back away.

"Let's get out of here!" she yelled.

A rainbow of colors exploded as they shredded through the skies. Glancing back, she could still see Brick staring dreamily with arms hanging limp at the sides.

"This is insane! I don't get it. What happened back there?" She looked at Bubbles.

"Maybe he was sick?"

"No, I don't think so. He looked fine. He was just acting peculiar."

"If you ask me, I think it's just a trick! Those dumb boys are always trying to mess with our heads by grossing us out or confusing us!" Buttercup hollered.

"You're probably right," Blossom said. "It's just another one of their scare tactics."

"Snap out of it!" Butch shook Brick by the shoulders, screaming commands in his face, but the dazed smirk was still holding on tight. Though soon, it faded into a frown and his eyes grew in size. His lower lip trembled with grief.

"Are you crying?" Butch sneered.

"What's wrong, Brick?" Boomer asked.

"Blossom is gone," he sniffled.

Butch growled, Boomer giggled, Brick cried.

Back at the Powerpuff Girls' house, each one was busy with their own thing. Bubbles played with blocks, Buttercup laughed as she knocked over the tower of blocks, causing Bubbles to cry, but Blossom remained hidden beneath the covers. Lying flat on her stomach, her legs dropped down onto the bed in defeat.

"I still don't get it," she mumbled.

"Will you give it a rest, Blossom?" Buttercup huffed. "Stop worrying. Like I said, it's just another one of their methods to freak us out."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Duh! They have done this sort of thing before! You just need to ignore them. As long as you think and worry about it, you are just letting them win."

"You're probably right…"

"Exactly." Buttercup returned to roaring, her hands hanging and clawing in the air like a monster. Bubbles did her best to protect her city of blocks. While her sisters laughed and shouted, Blossom fell back onto her pillow, deep in thought. She's probably right. I wouldn't put it past him to try something as immature as this. They're all probably laughing at us right now. But then again…I can't shake the way Brick looked at me. He's never looked at me that way before. What if he really… No! This is silly. There is no way he was acting like that sincerely. There has to be a logical explanation for this.

But she could not come up with one.

Later that night, the Girls lay fast asleep. All except one. Blossom stared at the ceiling, her mind racing. She counted each beam radiating from cars as they drove by and lingered on the ceiling. She drank a glass of warm milk. She even counted sheep which quickly turned to counting Mojo's. Nothing was working and for the life of her, she could not stop thinking.

"I just can't get him out of my head!" Blossom groaned.

"Psst! Blossom!"

"Huh? W-Who said that?"

She clutched the blankets close to her trembling body and glanced at the window. Just then, red hair, a backwards baseball cap, and a twinkling smile appeared.

"Brick," Blossom huffed, hopping out of bed, "what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you!"

"No, now go home!"

"But…But…."

"It's late! Good night!" And she slammed the window shut.

Back in bed, Blossom watched the window closely yet was relieved to find that he had left. Turning over, she gasped. Bubble's huge eyes blinked curiously.

"Sorry, Bubbles," Blossom whispered, minding her other sleeping sister, "I didn't mean to wake you."

"Was that Brick again?" Bubbles squeaked.

Sighing, she nodded. "Yeah, it was. I don't know what is up with him."

"Maybe he really does like you."

"What!" Blossom yelled. Buttercup groaned and shifted in her sleep. When she settled once more, Blossom returned to Bubbles.

"Are you insane? That is the craziest thing I have ever heard!"

"It was just an idea," Bubbles stated shyly.

"I know, it's just I'm so confused. We're supposed to be enemies and now all of a sudden he's acting nice towards me and smiling and—"

"Do you like it?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, they're usually really mean to us and that time that we kissed them, you even said so yourself. You said you enjoyed kissing them."

"Well, yeah," Blossom blushed, "I guess…"

"Maybe this will work out for the best."

"Maybe…Good night Bubbles."

"Good night!" And with that, she snuggled her octopus and fell back to sleep, leaving Blossom to ponder the small girl's words.

"…you even said so yourself, you enjoyed kissing them…"

Blossom groaned and buried her face into her pillow.

"I don't know what you're up to Brick, but it sure isn't helping me tonight," she said.

Across town, Brick stood on the top of a skyscraper that overlooked Townsville. His red hair swayed in the breeze as he peered across the sleeping city. His eyes remained glued to one house in particular. Wishing there was a way that she could hear him, he whispered, "This is confusing me just as much as it is you, Blossom."

A/N

Aw! I know, probably not what you wanted when she locked Brick out but it will get better. I just don't want her to automatically go rushing into it cause that wouldn't make a good story. We want Brick to fight for her love right XD Thanks for reading and Chapter 3 will be up soon!