Have you ever had that feeling that you were going to fall, but you knew you weren't? Your heart just raced a little faster and your stomach almost went up your throat, but you knew you were okay? That's how Blossom felt at that moment, the moment she saw his red eyes.

"Uh, Blossy? You okay?" Bubbles asked in a worried tone, the redhead nearly crushing her arm.

"F-fine…" She replied softly, looking down at her feet. Brick just smirked at the vulnerable girl.

"What's wrong? The freak didn't miss me?"

Buttercup balled up her fist. "Brick, what the fuck are you getting at?"

He raised his hands up in defensive. "Me and Blossy here used to know each other very well."

And then she fainted.

xxx

Wind. Wet wind. What the fuck is that? Blossom opens her eyes slowly, scared to see what could be causing the weird feeling. The first thing to enter her line of vision was black, but it wasn't black like the color, it was black as in hair.

"Buttercup! Stop!" She shrieks, rising up as if she was on fire. The accused girl fell backwards, a snarl on her face.

"What the fuck? I just saved your fucking life!"

"You don't give someone CPR when they faint," Blossom retorted, wiping all traces of Buttercup off of her lips.

"I'm not a fucking doctor," she grumbled, standing up.

The rest of the group was staring at Blossom, a different look on each of their faces. Bubbles held an expression of worry, Butch was drooling at the girl on girl action, Boomer looked confused as fuck, and Brick was smirking. Blossom's lip curled up in disgust as she looked at her past tormentor.

"Wipe that smirk off your face," she snarled. Everyone else stared in shock. No one expected the small girl to have any type of attitude.

Then Brick did the stupidest thing - he chuckled. And that's when Blossom snapped.

In a flash, her hands were around Brick's throat. "I hate you!" she shrieked, and people that were around the bunch scattered, crying out for help.

"Blossy! Blossy, stop!" Bubbles shouted, grabbing at Blossom. With Buttercup's help, Bubbles finally managed to pull the fiery redhead off of his Brick. He rubbed at his neck, bruises already beginning to form.

"Sheesh, when did you become such a bitch?" He croaked out, his voice still weak. Blossom flustered an angry red again, but this time she just glared.

"Leave me alone," she squeaked out, suddenly feeling small again.

"Don't count on it, freak."

Nobody could do anything but watch the pair with confused looks on their faces. They didn't know anything about their pasts with each other.

"Well then…" Buttercup muttered, looking between the two redheads. "I think we'll bring her by another day? This obviously wasn't a very good meeting…"

Butch, Boomer and Bubbles all nodded while Brick and Blossom continued to glare at each other.

"Erm… time to go, Blossom!" Bubbles chimed, and swiftly dragged the girl away.

She allowed herself to be dragged, but her eyes never softened, never stopped glaring at the man with red eyes.

xxx

"What the fuck was that about?" Buttercup shouted as soon as they were far enough from the boys. Bubbles pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear and looked at Blossom expectantly. The redhead shrugged and turned away.

"Just some turmoil when we were kids."

The brunette and the blonde exchanged a look, and looked at Blossom with skepticism.

"Was it really that bad that you wanted to kill the guy?" Bubbles queried. Blossom nodded and averted her gaze. The memories were starting to fill up in her head, and she couldn't take it. She went through years of therapy, trying to forget the boy, and it worked. Until now.

x

"Hey, freak!" A snicker from behind her, and a shove from the other side.

"Leave me alone, Brick." she whimpered, her voice low. Brick just smirked at her and shoved her again.

"Don't count on it."

x

"Hello? Earth to Blossom!" Bubbles waved her hand in front of the girl's blank face, her eyes unfocused and staring at something in the distance.

"Oh, huh? Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts…"

Bubbles and Buttercup exchanged another glance, and sighed. "Look, dude. I know Brick's a douchebag and all, but if you want me to show you the good parts of this city, you need to lay the fuck off."

Blossom's eyes widened at Buttercup's words, her head tilting to the side slightly. "I don't need you idiots trying to kill each other every time you're in the same area. Understand?"

"Buttercup, don't be mean…" Bubbles muttered, eyeing her friend carefully.

"I'm not being mean, I'm just telling the Flame Princess to chill the fuck out." Buttercup glared at the girl and turned away. "See you bitches tomorrow." And she left.

Blossom rubbed the back of her head and sighed. "Can we go home?" She whispered lightly to Bubbles, feeling tears begin to form in the back of her eyes.

The blonde noticed the tears and frowned.

"What? Shit. Yeah, okay. Let's go."

Oh my god, I swear I've never written anything that's surpassed 2,000. I apologize for the short chapters, I just get easily distracted and I'm just so bad ... Well I hope you enjoyed anyway :c I'll try writing the next chapter over the whole week, and hopefully it'll come out longer ...

Review!