Look who's back in town. This aught to be interesting.
Nope still don't own.
As Buttercup flew through the night air, she heard some racket coming from an alley. She flew over to see a bunch of thugs getting the snot beat out of them by someone with black spiky hair. It was Butch. He had a set of dog tags that jingled against his green short sleeved muscle shirt with a black tribal skull and cross bones on the back. He wore black baggy cargo pants with green straps hanging around his legs and a green belt. His tattered shoes were black Adio skate shoes with bright green laces. Buttercup wanted to immediately fly away, but couldn't make herself do it. Butch was becoming more and more brutal with his hits as the fight went on. There were about 20 guys trying to gang up on him if not more, so it was difficult for him to hold back. But if he didn't, he would probably kill them, and even he didn't want that. But as the fight drove on, he was getting angrier and angrier, and he was sending people flying with one punch. Buttercup stayed quiet and watched from above, not wanting to miss a single moment of it. Butch saw her from the corner of his eye and looked up at her. For a moment their eyes met and it seemed to last forever.
"Look out!" Buttercup shouted as someone hit him in the back of the head with a metal bat." He was out cold, but before he even hit the ground, Buttercup spun into a tornado and sent all of them flying away from him. She grabbed his body and streaked off toward his brother's condo. The professor was away on a science convention for a couple days, so the boys would undoubtedly be sleeping over. That meant the condo would be empty. She flew in from the balcony window and laid him down on a couch. She sat her own stuff in a room they were saving for Butch incase he ever came over.
"Oh man, what am I doing?" She asked herself as she sat on his bed and stared at her feet. "I never meant to get him hurt like that. Heck what was he even doing? Butch can easily handle three times that many guys. Hell he would even call it fun. So why was he holding back?" She ran her fingers through her hair and decided to get cleaned up. She picked out something from her bag and laid it on the bed before going into the bathroom. She didn't even bother to close the door, since she figured Butch would either stay knocked out or leave when he woke up. She ran herself a hot bath, and as far as she was concerned, the rest of the world didn't matter.
Butch woke up at the sound of someone singing, Avril Lavigne's I'm with you.
"What the hell…" He sat up rubbing the back of is head. "Damn, I let my guard down. But what happened… and how did I get to my brothers place?" He asked himself and looked threw the balcony door out at the city. Suddenly his eyes shot wide open as everything came back to him.
"Buttercup…" he said quietly to himself. He started to leave, but stopped when he heard her still singing. He voice was beautiful, and he honestly wanted to see her. He had no idea what to say to her, he just knew he missed her. Despite his better judgment, he sat back down and listened to her sing. It was soothing and made him feel at peace. He heard her splash out of the tub, then the sound of a towel moving around. He looked up as the door creak opened and steam rolled out. She stood in the doorway with a towel around her body. He looked at her beautiful face. She always kept her haircut relatively short and spiked it at the bottom. Her short bangs were dyed neon green and almost covered her left eye. He noticed the three piercings in her ear and the one in her eyebrow. She looked like an angel with the light from the bathroom behind her, and the steam rolling out like a warm cloud. Her emerald green eyes met his and once again they were entranced by each other.
"Butch…" She said softly.
"Hey there B.C… It's been a while huh?" He said wit a shakily. The last thing he wanted was to argue, and it seemed like she felt the same way. She smiled back to him warmly and turned off the bathroom light.
"Y-yea, it has been. Give me a second will ya." She said walking into his room and closing the door.
Once alone, she ran around the room frantically. She hadn't planned for any of this to happen, and now they were alone together and she was naked! She quickly threw on he black boy shorts and a tank top. She paused when she felt someone at the door.
"DON'T COME IN YOU PERVERT!" She yelled and slammed herself against the door. to her surprise, he hadn't been trying to come in. She felt him lean against the door, but not try to push it open.
"Thanks B.C. For everything…" His voice trailed off, but he was still there.
"No problem." She said as she pressed her back against the door as well.
"What was all of that back there? You could have easily handled those punks. So why were you holding back?" She asked softly.
"Well… it's complicated… ya see…." He was afraid to answer, and unsure of how he would even explain it.
"I've got time." She said sounding intrigued.
"Well, I've been working on controlling my anger and blood lust. Part of that includes not going all out when I fight people weaker than me." He said shakily.
"But why? You couldn't wait to be free and do what ever you wanted." Buttercup said laying her head against the door.
"Because… my brothers were right. I was out of control. A couple months ago a kid came to the fight club and challenged me. Apparently, he had bought some super knuckle busters from Mojo to make him stronger. When we got into the ring, it was a slaughter. That kid didn't stand a chance. I beat the crap out of him, but those knuckle busters let him get two good shots in. When he busted my lip, I lost it. When I finally stopped punching him, I couldn't lift my arms, and he was barely alive. The crowd cheered and clapped when I was declared the winner. But when I looked at him, I saw he was really just a kid. Maybe 16 years old, and I had his blood on my hands. They dragged him outside and dumped him in front of a hospital. I don't know why it bugged me so much. I mean we have had young fighters show up before, and its not like this kid didn't know what he was getting himself into. But when I flew by his house and saw his mom and sister stuck sick in bed, I felt like a monster. That fight had been over long before he busted me lip. I should have walked away… But I didn't. I love fighting, but I refuse to let myself lose control like that. I've fought monsters and robots even aliens at full strength, but the hardest part was not giving into that monster. That bloodlust…" He said sliding down the door. Buttercup did the same and continued to listen intently.
"Those guys tonight were trying to get me to join their gang. When I turned them down, they were a little bit insulted. Said they were going to teach me a lesson about respect." He said sadly.
"But they were bad guys. You can afford to let loose on them cant you? Not like they didn't have it coming." She said clenching her fist.
"You're right. But still, I have to stay in control. It's probably a good thing that I got knocked out. I could feel myself getting angry with them for not giving up and leaving. I almost lost it back there." He said with a light laugh.
"Oh Butch… You're so weird." She said with a laugh as well, before opening the door.
She smiled down at him and he did the same back to her. She helped him up, and they both walked back out to the living room. Butch went into the kitchen while she plopped down on the couch.
"Hey you want a soda or something?" He shouted from a cross the room.
"Sure, surprise me!" She called back.
"Alright, heads up!" he tossed a can of sprite out to her and closed the fridge.
"Thanks." She said as he walked across the room and sat next to her. They opened their sodas and tapped the cans together in a toast.
"No problem." He said after they both took big gulps of soda. She turned and stretched her legs across his lap with a grin.
"That was beautiful by the way." He said with a smile.
"What that catch? We used to play ball all the time. You know I got mad skills." She said with a laugh.
"No…" He chuckled. "Your singing. It was really nice." She blushed and turned away.
"Oh… you heard that huh?" She asked lightly, taking a sip from her soda.
"Yea I did. I never knew you could sing B.C. You were great." He said happily.
"Yea, yea shut up about it will ya." She laughed at his goofy smile. "I don't like for people to hear me sing."
"Really? Why not." He asked looking at her from the corner of his eye as he took another drink.
"Because… it's embarrassing. I don't think I'm any good. I just do it when I'm relaxing." She said shyly.
"Well I liked it. Sometimes bands play at the fights. You should get on stage, or in the ring." He said with a laugh and a wink. Buttercup smirked, and then smacked him with a couch pillow.
"And what? Parade around in one of those little card girl outfits. I don't think so." She said with a wink.
"Now who's the perv B.C.? I wanted you to fight, not be some card girl." He said defending himself against the pillow.
"Now if you want to fight in a sexy outfit, don't let me stop you." He said smugly with a seductive look in he eye. But that move only earned him another pillow to the face.
There was no denying Buttercup was a bombshell. While Bubble had the biggest chest and blossom had the widest hips, Buttercup was perfectly balanced. Her face was almost flawless, save for a scratch or two. Her body was AMAZING. She wore a 36-C, and was naturally full and perky. Her waist was slim and her stomach was toned and flat from years of fighting. Her hips were round but not huge, and her thighs were strong. Her butt was almost perfectly shaped like an apple. It was round, perk and firm with the perfect amount of jiggle to it. Her hands and feet were relatively small and soft which was amazing for someone who fought so much. And her entire body glowed with a light and even tan. Her deep emerald green eyes were framed perfectly by her dark eyebrows and medium length lashes. She was truly beautiful, and it drove Butch wild! Luckily for him, he had been around he so long he was able to see past her outer looks and appreciate her more than she knew.
"You sure about that? I've been kicking your butt for the past few minutes' punk. You sure you want this to happen in front of witnesses." She said continuing to hit him with pillows.
"Oh yea?" He said with a smile. He wrapped his arms around her and they were rolling around the floor laughing loudly and hitting each other with pillows. They knocked a few things over and broke a lamp, but didn't care. They were having too much fun.
"HEY! It's the middle of the night! Would you two PLEASE quiet down in there!" An aggravated neighbor shouted through the wall. Buttercup and Butch looked each other in the eye, gave a smirk and had the same answer for him.
"SHUT IT FAT HEAD!" The both yelled back at the wall and started banging on the wall.
They both fell back laughing and went back to chasing each other around the condo. After a couple hours of that and several more complaints, green duo sat back down on the couch to watch some late night UFC fighting. They ended up falling asleep together on the couch while cuddling and spooning each other.