Me: My mouth really hurts Boomer, I thought that was susposed to knock me unconcious not make my face swel!

Boomer: You heard the dentists, they can't do that.

Me: I now have the odd feeling you want to be a dentists because of the pain, am I right?

Boomer: No.

Me: Well it still hurts, and readers don't advise me to take pain-killers. My parents already tried that and I turned it down, although my mom seemed proud of it and saying that americans are wimps and always have to take pain-killers then become addicted. Anyways while your reading, I'll be getting my braces. Boomer, say the disclaimer.

Boomer: Gilly boy just left the room, she doesn't own anything besides the main idea, a couple of other ideas from other writers are in here too, if you look carefully. *squints*

Me: *in the back ground* I can still hear you and you just gave that away. Oh, I am so going to enjoying the nightmare chapters!

? POV

Well that didn't turn out as well as I'd hoped, but it still works for me; after all, the pen is mightier than the sword. Sadly, I did not get that much information about the girls but I'll just use the information I got from last year instead. Surely they haven't changed that much.

Mm… I wonder how my old lair is doing.

Brick's POV

I've been think a lot, all the reasons why I hate Momoko so I wouldn't feel so depressed. I hate how her silliness makes me laugh; I hate how her warm smile can melt my heart; I hate how her craftiness makes me feel proud to be her counterpart; I hate how just being near her makes me feel like I'm walking on air. I realized I'm in love with Momoko, a.k.a. Blossom.

I can't believe I'm doing this but I need to apologize to her. She obviously deserves someone better.

I checked her usual spots and found her in Central Park, too deep in thought to notice me approaching.

"Hey," I said, she looked up at me and her expression hardened.

"What, you here to add insult to injury?" she asked, her voice dripping with venom and surprising a little.

"No."

"Beat me till I'm unconscious?"

"Nope."

"Humiliate me in public?"

"If I was going to do that, I would've done that already."

"So why are you here than?"

I shifted uncomfortably and sighted; might as well get it over with.

"I came to apologize for using you like I did, will you forgive me?" I asked, doing my best innocent act I could manage.

Instead of forgiving me right away like I expected; she burst into laughter and doubled over.

"Brick Jojo, leader of the Rowdyruff Boys, is apologizing? It must be the end of the world!" Momoko exclaimed between laughs.

When she finally calmed down and picked herself up, she looked at me for any sign that this was a joke.

"Oh, you were serious?" she asked.

I nodded.

"I don't believe; for all I know, you could still be playing me. You have to prove it to me that you really are sorry, which I doubt you will," she said that last part more to herself than to me.

"How do I prove it?" I asked, hoping for a hint.

"You need to figure that out by yourself," said Momoko and walked away, leaving me to think.

Boomer's POV

I don't know how, but I managed to bump into Miyako again. She was walking out of the clothes store that happened to have a sale today.

"Where you heading" I asked, putting my hands behind my head.

"Just visiting a friend," she answered, a tiny blush coming in.

"I'll come with you; I've got nothing better to do."

She reluctantly agreed.

We walked together in silence; I wasn't sure about Miyako but I was enjoying her company. When we were at the front desk, the lady asked Miyako if I was her boyfriend which caused her to turn tomato red. The lady looked disappointed when Miyako explained.

"Aw, too bad, you look like would've made a cute couple," said the lady.

I could feel my own cheeks heat up a bit, I looked over at Miyako and she was even redder if that was possible.

The lady gave us the directions to Miyako's friend's room but figured that Miyako already knew the way, unless they move people often.

I expected to see a girl about Miyako's age but it was a guy a little older, maybe sixteen. He had sand blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, if he was standing up, he'd be three inches taller than me.

"Hi Taka-chan, how are you feeling today?" asked Miyako with a small smile.

"Better than last week; they think, if I'm lucky, I'll be out of here in a month," he said. "Miyako, who's your friend there," he asked as if he suddenly just noticed me.

She tensed a bit again before answering "Taka-chan this is Boomer; Boomer this is my friend Takaashi."

"Nice to meet you Boomer, any friend of Miyako's is a friend of mine," said Takaashi.

"Like wise," I replied.

I snuck a glance at Miyako; her cheeks were a slight pink and were playing with her skirt nervously.

Takaashi noticed my glance and asked Miyako to leave the room for a moment. She looked worried but left anyway.

"You know, Miyako is like a little sister to me and, like any brother, they look out for their siblings. I was thinking you might be the one for her; I'm not always going to be around so taking good care of her, okay?"

"Ok," my cheeks getting a little pink.

"Good, Miyako can come in now."

We stayed for most of the day; Miyako's anxiousness had gone away for whatever reason. Before we left, Miyako gave Takaashi a quick hug. I had to wander; does she have any feelings for him?

Wait, am I jealous?

With that thought, I walked home after pleasant goodbye.

Me: Now they hurt even more! -w-

Blossom: It's okay, I had a tough time at the dentist too.

Me: You only had to get fillers! 'Sides, you had Mojo with you. -.-

Blossom: It was rather funny when he was cheering me on.

Me: :-) Yeah, but it still hurts and feels weird.

Hey people, keep reviewing. Sorry if I didn't really torture Boomer. If you still want to add a nightmare go ahead, I still got quite a few chapters to go before they hit. I think you get the point.