Three Stars, One Sky

Chapter 6: Green Eyes

As soon as her sisters were out of sight, Buttercup opened her mouth before her partner. "I'm choosing the-"

"No."

"And who the hell says I can't-"

"I do," Butch commented plainly, giving her a bored look. "Look, I don't want to do this but hey, we're stuck together."

Buttercup stuck her tongue before letting out a sigh. She looked over at her partner, giving him slight nod.

"I'm picking the song-" Butch began saying but was cut from Buttercup's remark.

"As if!" The irritated Buttercup replied, almost tempted to throw her fist at the boy that stood in front of her with a smirk. "I tried that, so what makes you think you're gonna get to choose the song? We both are, alright?"

Butch, still looking unsatisfied, turned around and started walking away from Buttercup, who was caught between being upset and confused. Following behind his tracks, she grabbed his shoulder and twirled him around, facing him head on.

"Are you deaf or something? I said we're both doing this together, so we both get to choose the song. It's only fair enough, am I right?" Buttercup stated, sending Butch a death glare.

Not breaking the eye contact, Butch stared at her with boredom, slowly backing away from her. Sneaking his hands inside his pockets, Butch sighed in frustration. "I have a reputation here, so you better not choose some stupid, sloppy love song. I hate those, and no mushy break-up song. I want something that would make me want to…You know, get up and dance," He said, waiting for her reply.

"And I want something that has some funk, something that's not complete agreeing with you," The emerald-eyes girl spat out, crossing her arms around her chest to show she was serious.

Butch raised an eyebrow before smirking at her, which at the same moment Buttercup couldn't help but to look away. "I'm cool with that, Izzy."

Sneering at the new nickname, she rolled her eyes before nodding her head as well. "And I'm good with that. And don't call me that; I hate that nickname," Buttercup watched as Butch led her backstage to see a box filled with records. She turned back to see Bubbles and Boomer talking pleasantly (No shock there), and Blossom glaring at Brick.

Of course the would…She thought to herself, questioning why she wasn't arguing with Butch like she had always imagined she would. Well, not that she imagined him- No, never. That was gross, and he wasn't even attractive to start with. Buttercup, thinking this in her mind, turned and stole a quick glance at Butch, who was to busy looking inside the box to notice her constant staring.

Well, he's not that bad looking…

Did she just think that? Ew, that's just wrong.

But she couldn't help but to agree. He had those eyes that were as green as the grass in the middle of spring, and hair that fell on the side of his face but most of it stayed in place, since his hair was slightly shaggy. He wasn't prefect, since his ego was too much too handle and he did act before thinking.

But then again, wasn't she just the same?

Buttercup not realizing her eyes still laid on Butch, was in too deep her thoughts to see him noticing her glance. "See something you like?"

Her nose wrinkled in disgust, rolling her eyes once again before sighing. "Keep dreaming, green eyes."

Before she could stop herself, the word had slipped off her tongue and her cheeks began to redden, breaking the eye contact from his eyes.

Did I just say that?

Did she just say that?

Butch couldn't help but chuckle as his attention returned back to the music, almost acting as if he hadn't heard her last comment. He stole a quick glance at her, and noticed the red color rising on her cheeks. Chuckling to himself, he turned back his attention to the many choices of a song.

"That's just weird," He broke the silence, catching her off guard. He turned back to her, their eyes meeting. She raised an eyebrow, showing that she didn't understand his comment. "You have green eyes too, you know."

Instantly, her face began to blush even more and he couldn't help but to let out a small laugh. 'Izumi' looked away. keeping her eyes away from staring into his.

And he found it adorable, in a weird way.

"So I was thinking..." He broke the silence once again, but this time she didn't blush or seem nervous. She just let go of it all and loosened around him. "Maybe we should do that cool song that was in the radio a couple a weeks ago. You know, the one with the catchy tune that has another female voice in it..."

"Moves Like Jagger?" He saw 'Izumi' ask, completely taken back by the choice of song.

He nodded his head, giving her a thumbs up. "Yeah! That one. How did you- Never mind! Anyways, I was thinking we should do that song since we both have a part, and it's pretty catchy and all.."

Butch expected her to laugh at him; to tell him that song was lame and she didn't want to waste her time singing it, but-

"I'm cool with that." And it surely was a surprise to him. Grabbing the CD, the raven-haired boy gave his partner a last look to make sure she was complete okay with their choice before heading to the announcer's direction.

"Hey dude," The announcer turned around, giving him a flashy smile as his hand flew out in a swift move to grab the CD. "I had a question involving all of this crap.." Ignoring his comment, the announcer raised an eyebrow before allowing him to continue. "When do we get to sing?"

"You two have about..." Lifting his wrist to his eyes, the man scanned his watch before shoving his hands back into his pockets. "Eight minutes or so...I recommend you two practice. You two do have some strong competition. Against the romantic ones and the smart ones. So you two should try to get right onto it!"

As Butch turned back to walk to his partner once again, the announcer called back for his attention. Looking over his shoulder, Butch was more than eager to return to 'Izumi.' "What is it? Like you said, I have to practice!""

"Don't forget that the most important thing is to have fun, alright? Now go back to her, boy! We ain't got all day," This only confused Butch, since it was the other man's fault but spent no more time hurring his way back to the girl.

Have fun, huh? I can do that...

Using her time wisely, Buttercup scanned the room. She made sure Butch was around to embarrass her even more. Having confidence that she was alone, the green-eyed girl reached into her pcoket and swiftly slid out her cell phone. Reading the screen, it plainly stated:

2 messages.

Sliding her phone open, the first message stated it was from Blossom with the other said it was from Bubbles. Her mind was quickly filled with the many possibilities of what they could've written. Clicking to read the texts, a slight blush began to rise on her cheeks once again.

Blossom wrote: BC, I know you have a temper so try to hold it in and not kill the guy. I don't need to be calling the best lawyer for murder, alright? Gotta go, since this idiot won't stop bragging about his music. If I end up killing this guy, try to help me win parole. Later!

Chuckling to herself, Buttercup wasn't surprised Blossom had sent her this message. Heck, she expected to be honest. She clicked he screen and popped out Bubbles' message, which was slightly disturbing to her.

Bubbles wrote: OMG! OMG! I totally heard what you said there (I was passing by), and what a flop that was! Honestly Buttercup, give this guy a shot. He's pretty cute. ;) But my guy's cuter! Anyways, try to have fun, You may never know what kind of magic could appear. Gotta go. Bye~!

It was nearly impossible for Buttercup not to stick her tongue out. Loosen up? Seriously? This guy was a pain in the neck and this girl was expecting her to give him a shot...And cute?

Damn, I think I'm gonna puke... Taking a deep breath, Buttercup was about to let out a sigh when she felt a cold hand touch her shoulder, instantly spinning around. Her face became red, similar to the color of a Blossom's ribbon; her eyes met those deep green eyes she was familiar to, just several inches away from their noses touching. She felt the heat rush into her face. Her body began suddenly numb, confused by everything quickly happening around her. He smirked, surprised yet satisfied with her reaction. Backing a few feet back to give Buttercup a second to breathe, his eyes once again met hers as he began to speak.

"I hope you came prepare," She looked confused, unaware by what he meant, "cause we're about to get serious in here!" Grabbing her wrist, Butch pushed both their fists into the air. He seemed excited, ready to began the battle, unlike Buttercup...

Who was just confused by boys. Like always.

Hello world~! No, I am not dead...or at least, not yet. Please enjoy this chapter, for the next one is gonna be the blues having fun! And I gotta admit...I think it's gonna be more...teenager-like.

Please review, and I'll try to update soon! Love you all.

~Lucy