NORMAL POV

"Did you hear that?"

"I think it was Buttercup!"

"Well come on let's go check…"

*moments later*

"OH MY GOD WHERE'S BUTTERCUP?"

(BUTCH POV)

I was alone in my bed, trying to go to sleep. My bed was king sized (Mojo didn't skimp out when he stole beds for us…), and had forest green satin sheets. I had just started to doze off into dreamland when…

I heard her scream.

It was distant, but clear as day. She needed my help, and I planned on giving it to her.

I was immediately out of my bed, and flying to her house.

(BUTTERCUP POV)

I woke up, to see I was in a bed.

The bed was extremely comfortable…almost like how I imagine a cloud to feel like. It wasn't too squishy, but not as firm as rock. It wasn't too hot, and I wasn't freezing either. It even smelled good; almost like…nothing I'd ever smelled before. It was an addicting smell, more addicting than beer to a drunkard. It was…perfect.

Too perfect.

I shot up in bed, noticing I had a headache due to the blow I had received earlier. I looked around, to see the bed was definitely not mine. The sheets were red, but the comforter was black. There was an array of black and red pillows all around me, almost like a wall; keeping me from escaping.

The room I was in had red walls, and black carpet. There was a large black vanity in the corner, and a black chest of droors on the other wall across from the vanity.

"Get enough sleep?"

I froze, before turning slowly to my left.

He was standing there, claws and all, with a grim expression on his face.

"Where am I Him?" I asked angrily.

"Where do you think?" he said rolling his eyes. "You're in my bedroom of course…"

"WHAT?" I yelled getting up out of the bed.

Or at least attempting to.

My knees gave out as soon as I stood up, which led to me falling on the ground.

Him caught me, and laid me down carefully on the bed.

"I gave you a dose of antidote X," he said. "Not enough to really harm you, but enough to make you powerless."

My mouth fell open, "Not enough to harm me? I CAN'T STAND UP!"

"Exactly…you can't escape," he said plainly. "You are stuck here for at least a couple of hours…long enough to do my business."

My eyes went wide, "No. Oh no no no NO! You will not, I repeat NOT, TOUCH ME!"

He smirked leaning down slowly, "I had a plan beforehand, to impregnate you by tube…but I think the original way will be more…fun…"

I could hardly move my legs, but I thrashed my arms around like crazy.

He grabbed my wrists with his claws tightly, but not tight enough to harm me.

I looked him up and down, noticing he was only in a black satin bathroom.

"Like what you see?" he smirked.

"What happened to your cross-dressing self?" I asked angrily and desperately.

He smirked, "I only do that on occasion just for the heck of it. I can live for eternity you know, unless I get killed. But it's extremely difficult to kill a demon, and even you probably wouldn't have enough will-power to do it. So I'm basically immortal."

I squirmed in anger, "LET ME GO!"

"Make me," he said sinisterly.

I laid on his bed, not able to move.

He was towering over my naked figure with his own. I admit he had an extremely 'to die for' figure. But I didn't care…all I wanted was Butch. I wasn't to type to admit when I needed help, nor did I admit that I was scared.

But I admitted it then.

I needed Butch; I was scared, powerless, and not to mention naked.

"Alright, you are completely powerless now," Him said angrily. "Now if you'll just hold still it won't hurt."

I groaned angrily, "Asshole."

He smirked with that, "Powerless, hardly even able to see what's going on around you, and you are still feisty."

I gathered up all my strength to glare at him, before falling back in exhaustion.

Antidote X worked miracles for a villain.

"AHHHHHH!"

Him froze, when Butch threw himself on the demon.

"DIE YOU SON OF A BITCH!" he screamed, punching the demon all over.

I was too much in shock, and relief to feel a bit ashamed of my nudeness.

Butch laze beamed him, in a certain area…which was followed by a screech of pain.

Then Butch turned to me, stopped for a moment…noticing I was unclothed, then turned around.

He took off his green sweatshirt, and put it on me. Then he picked me up, and we appeared in his room.

He sat down on his bed, still holding me close, "Buttercup…are you alright?"

I looked at him, and then weakly lifted my hand to his face, "Y-y-you…"

He held my hand to his cheek, "What is it?"

My eyes filled with tears, "H-he…"

He cupped my face in his free hand, "Buttercup…tell me…"

A tear strolled down my face, "Y-You're to l-late…"

His eyes went wide, as he understood my words.

Brick burst open Butch's door, "WHAT THE FUCK?"

Boomer was standing right behind him, with a confused and angry expression on his face.

Butch looked at Brick, "D-don't touch her…"

Brick froze, seeing my condition, "What happened?"

"Him," Butch said, his voice cracking. "How did you find out she was in here anyway?"

His question was answered when Blossom and Bubbles stormed in, "LET GO OF MY SISTER!"

Butch grabbed Blossom's arm, "No..wait…"

Blossom glared at Brick, but stopped nonetheless.

Boomer slowly made his way forward, along with Bubbles.

"Butch?" Boomer said slowly.

Butch was looking down at me, his hair falling in his face. His eyes stared strait into mine, almost like he was reading my mind. But he wouldn't do that even if he could.

He looked angry, extremely angry. But not at me, it was strange. His forest green eyes were overflowing with emotions, and he started shaking.

Bubbles started to walk closer to him that Boomer, but Boomer stopped her, "Don't…I can't tell if he's angry or not."

Boomer walked up to Butch slowly, and put his hand in Butch's shoulder.

"Butch?" Boomer asked softly, worried there was something wrong.

Butch shut his eyes, and a single tear strolled out.

My eyes went wide.

"Butch…what happened?" Boomer asked softly.

Butch turned slowly to Boomer, "H-he…"

His voice cracked, before he turned back to me, "I'm so sorry…"

"Butch…" I whispered hoarsly.

"No…don't," he said. "Please…"

"What happened Butch?" Brick asked sternly.

Butch turned to him slowly, "I was too late…that's what h-happened…"

"OH MY GOD IS SHE DEAD?" Blossom screamed.

"No she's not dead!" Boomer said making a face. "Her eyes are wide open…almost like she'd just seen a ghost…"

"Seeing a ghost would have been better," Butch said slowly, as he tried to keep more tears from falling out.

"Butch…tell us…what happened?" Brick asked getting impatient, yet he remained calm, knowing his brother was extremely upset.

There was a long pause, while everyone waited for his answer.

He slowly leaned down, and kissed my nose...making sure no one saw. His hair was longer than usual, since he was on the verge of getting a haircut...so it covered up his actions. He could have been whispering to me for all they knew.

"I'm sorry," he whispered before sitting back up.

"Well?" Brick asked angrily.

There was another long silence before he answered.

"Him raped Buttercup."