Chapter 2: Reunion

Blossom felt like screaming. Or running and yelling hysterically, waving her arms in the air. Sitting at the table was a man she hoped she'd never meet again. His trademark accessory was gone, as was the annoying attitude of superiority, but it was him. She took a deep breath, and slowly walked over. He looked up, and a smile spread across his face. He stood, embracing her tightly.

"Blossom! So you did choose to come!" His eyes glimmered with happiness, and she wondered if it was genuine. "Come on," Brick held her hand, leading her to the table. "Let's eat."

Dinner consisted of five courses. The first was a simple Cesar salad, topped with croutons and a light Italian dressing. The second course was a thick, creamy French onion soup, the onion caramelized, and slightly crisp, providing a perfect contrast to the softness of the bread that lay overtop of the soup. The main course was shrimp pasta, drizzled over with a thick, white cream sauce. After the last bite of pasta had been consumed, a simple, light set of select veggies and cheese fondue was placed between them. Dessert was Greek yogurt, covered in clover honey. Blossom closed her eyes, as she ate the last bite of her dessert. As the saccharine, rich, and indulgent dessert melted on her tongue, she smiled, temporarily forgetting who she was dining with.

"Would you like more?" His voice was soft, sweet, and oddly tender. She opened her eyes slowly, letting their eyes meet. His were warm, flickering from one shade of red to the next, akin to a fire. After a bit she nodded, and he called for a servant. She found herself strangely enraptured, as she watched his expressions, and her eyes traced his muscular physique. Even when he caught her, she could not stop gazing at him. She found that if she wasn't trying to kill him or vice versa, he was fairly pleasant to be around. Unlike Bubbles and Buttercup, he had only spoken to ask if she was enjoying herself or would like more. The silence remained uninterrupted, as she ate the extra serving Clarissa had brought her. As the last of the honey and yogurt combination dissolved, he opened his mouth to speak. "What would you like to do tomorrow?"

"Hmm," Blossom looked up. She hadn't expected the question. "What is tomorrow?" Brick thought about it briefly, before answering.

"Saturday," Brick told her, faintly confused. Blossom mulled it over. Usually she was doing homework, and then practicing violin, but with such a nice estate, there was bound to be some good places to simply look around. Not to mention she passed by a library on the way to her room… During the meal, she had surmised that it would not be a good idea to run away, and since Brick wasn't being hostile, she might as well stay and enjoy the time she spent here. And she didn't know where the fucking hell she was either.

"Well I'd like to take a look around the estate," she told him, "And I'd like to practice on the violin, but I don't -" He held up a hand, gently cutting her off.

"I have a few extra music instruments," Brick said to her, quietly. "I'm sure you can borrow one when the maids aren't practicing." He stood, capturing her hand in his own. "Thank you for dining with me," Brick said, shyly. "I hope you enjoyed the meal." Blossom, being Blossom, thanked him. He led her to her room. "If you want to write or document anything, the desk in your room should have the supplies you need. I'll see you in the morning, correct?" He gave her a sly smile. She smiled back.

"Should I expect someone else?" She teased lightly, before excusing herself and entering her room. As promised, there was a journal, and plenty of black pens lay on her desk, with a note.

Sleep well my dear.

With love, Brick.

She smiled, before placing it in her notebook and starting to write.

End of chapter two! This one is easier, since I have the outline in pictures somewhere in my files.

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