Townsville High

~Well, people seem to have liked the last chapter! I'm glad, it was fun to write as well. I don't know if I gave the Butch/Buttercup scene well but people seem to like it so that's good! Thanks for reading~

Chapter 41 - Say you love me..

Last Chapter - Buttercup gave Butch his answer. Blossom decided to let Brick help her with her disorder. &Maxine has yet to tell Brody about the baby.


"You ready to do this?" Butch turned to Buttercup.

Buttercup looked down in between them and glanced at Butch's extended hand. She felt her hand gently grab his and then her bright green eyes met his. She nodded slowly and smiled contiguously, making Butch smile back at her, in the easy grin he usually wore around her. Buttercup tightened her hand around his as they took a step towards their friends.

Butch had imagined this moment, he played around with it in his head since the first day of the countdown. He pictured her finally being his, but it wasn't like he had expected. She had said all the words that he wanted to here. She said that he pulled her from her worst, and that was an accomplishment for Butch. He was able to break down the tough exterior that Buttercup held and he got to see that amazing girl underneath, and now, that girl was his girl.

"What do you think they'll say?" Buttercup asked.

Butch set a smile on his face. "Maybe congratulations? Or they'll call me awesome for managing to tame the wild beast."

"That's not funny," Buttercup narrowed her eyes at him. "Let's just do this before I regret saying yes. Idiot."

As they stepped closer towards their friends, all eyes were on them. The only ones who looked surprised by this was Brick and Maxine, as Tyler and Skylar were still gone, where ever they had run off to. Butch and Buttercup glanced at each other before looking back at them, and seeing a very pretty smile on both Blossom and Bubbles' face.

Bubbles pretended to be surprised, but the two could see through her façade.

The two dark-haired teenagers walked on over to the group and stood in front of Brick and Maxine, who were staring at their hands with wide, unblinking eyes. This came as quite a shock to the two best friend's, considering ever since Buttercup and her sister's arrived back in this town, Buttercup has been nothing but callous to Butch, even when they became friends.

Maxine put two-and-two together and just knew what was going on. Instantly she grinned at her very good friend and hugged Buttercup tight. Brick looked at his brother with his eyebrow raised and a shocked but pleased smile on his face.

"When did this happen?" Brick asked them.

"Just now, actually." Butch responded.

Buttercup turned to look at Bubbles as she and Maxine broke their hug, and she saw the badly put-on shocked look on her blonde sister's face. She gasped dramatically and put her hands on her hips.

"This is so surprising, I totally didn't know you two were dating!" Bubbles said, extremely unconvincingly, I might add. Buttercup rolled her eyes at her sister and laughed.

"It's obvious that you already know."

Bubbles crossed her arms. "Whatever you want to believe."

Everyone smiled as the air cleared, and for once there wasn't so much hostility, it was just peaceful and everyone was happy. It was a very rare occasion. Most of the time someone had a problem with another, but this night the dust was settled. For once there was just the calmness.

"Finally! I've been wanting to tell someone for weeks now!" Brody exclaimed with a satisfied grin on his handsome face. Maxine's eyes darkened as she turned to glare at her ex-boyfriend. She through a soft punch to his upper-arm, but when it came to Maxine, a soft punch was an equally painful one.

"You knew this whole time!" Maxine yelled in frustration.

Brody held up both of his hands in defense. "I was gonna tell you but I promised not to. Plus, we're not exactly on talking terms, are we Maxy?"

Maxine cringed at the once loved nick-name, which now made her feel awful. She noticed the way he hadn't said it in a callous way, like he was trying to guilt-trip her into speaking to him. Maxine sighed and rolled her eyes before turning back to Buttercup, ignoring Brody's eyes burning holes in the back of her head.

"So how is this going to work?" Brick raised his eyebrow. "I mean, you guys argue all the time."

Butch and Buttercup glanced at each other, expecting this question to be asked eventually. "We'll work that out." Was Butch's reply. Buttercup rolled her eyes but nodded in agreement. Sure, they fought like two stray cats in an alley, but that's what made them such an interesting couple.

"We should leave, it's late." Boomer said.

They all agreed and began to pick up their belongings. Everyone was getting ready to finally end this night that had turned morning, and get home to their beds, but Butch and Buttercup didn't want this night to end. They said their good-bye's and all began to make their way out of the forest. Boomer and Brick decided to come over to the Utonium's house as neither wanted to end the night.

Butch and Buttercup had decided to take a short trip to the Townsville beach considering that it was so close to the forest and that it would be deserted at this time. They only planned to stay for an hour before heading back, just to have a little time to theirselves. This night was way to perfect to end yet.


Buttercup's POV

My eyes glanced over at Butch, who was lying on the sand with his eyes closed. The wind was blowing his messy black hair about and his chest was slowly rising and falling. He looked peaceful. I don't think I had ever enjoyed us being alone until now. The silence is nice. Maybe now that we don't have to hide what we have, we can get a part of our old selves back. Butch being nice all the time was really starting to freak me out.

Still, I like it.

I've never felt this way about anyone before. I mean, I once liked Mitch more than a friend, but that was different. He was just sweet and my best friend, everyone gets those feelings about their best friend eventually but that's where it's different. Butch was my best friend, but these feelings came way before we were even friends.

Sure, I hated the life out of him, but whenever he was around I got this feeling. Like, excitement. The first time we properly kissed - where I actually kissed back - there was this rush of emotion that I didn't think I could feel. He was the only one that could bring out that emotion. Maybe because he's my counterpart? I don't know. It was just nice to not only feel that way, but to just..feel.

Even now, just sitting on the beach in silence, the excitement is still there somehow. It's always there. Butch is amazing like that. Every moment with him is a rush. God, I sound like Bubbles. I hate how this idiot makes me act like a blonde cheerleader who's on her first date with the dumb jock. I don't think he realises exactly what he does to me.

"Like what you see?" I blinked.

How long had I been staring at Butch? I forgot. What I noticed was the his eyes were still closed, and there was that signature Jojo smirk on his face. I sometimes think Butch has a sixth sense, like he can know when someone is looking at him. I watched as one of Butch's eyes cracked open to look at me.

"Idiot." I muttered under my breath.

Butch grinned. "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that, crazy girl?"

"Neither of us were talking. It was perfect. Why did you have to ruin it by speaking?" My nostrils flared as that god awful smirk tore at his lips again. Before I knew what was happening, I was on the sand and Butch was beside me with his huge arms around me. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow before his face hovered before mine.

"Okay," He muttered. "No speaking it is."

I felt that rush of excitement as Butch's lips connected with mine. God, this boy knows how to annoy me. I wanted to argue, but whenever we kiss it's like I forget what on earth I was so angry about seconds earlier. I was ready to smack him and call him an idiot, but I couldn't bring myself to stop the kiss. My arms found their place around his neck as I kissed him back.

Right then, I could almost feel actual sparks fly as he cradled my face in his hands. Eventually after twenty more seconds of our lips moving in perfect sync, we pulled away from each other.

"See, no girl can ever stay mad at Butch Jojo." He said to me with that cheeky and boyish grin of his. I rolled my eyes at him. Does he not know me? I'm not like any girl he's ever had swooning like him and Tyler have most of the girls doing. Looks aren't everything these days. I'm with him for him, not his looks.

"You better watch yourself, crazy boy, your head might just explode if that ego of yours gets any bigger."

Butch smirked.

"You know it's true," He responded. "You can't stay mad at me."

"Bite your tongue." I hissed in an attempt to end the conversation.

"You totally love me."

He better be joking.

"I honestly will kill you if you keep talking, idiot."

"But then you wouldn't be able to live without me." He smirked as he said it.

"I mean it-" I warned, before being cut off in mid-sentence.

"You can't deny it, I'm your boyfriend now remember."

I narrowed my eyes. "Don't remind me."

Rather than starting an argument, I felt myself being dragged back into his freakishly big arms once more. Sometimes I wonder how he has such muscle when even I could beat him up. His lips met mine and I instantly forgot how mad I was at him. Damn him, he knows me too well. I gave in and kissed him back. I could practically feel his smirk forming against my lips as I gave in and conceded the argument.

If I knew that Butch would one day figure out the secret to stop me during an argument, I would have killed him the first day I moved back here. No matter how angry I am, he just makes it go away. Stupid Butch.

"What were we talking about?" I muttered in a blissful way, like I was in a daze.

Butch pulled apart and grinned at me. "You were just telling me how awesome I am."

My eyes rolled in frustration. "Oh yeah, I was saying that you were-"

immediately I was silenced by his lips again. I was so close to literally kicking him in the face but I hesitated. That feeling in the pit of my stomach was back, making me feel blissfully unaware of what I was saying. I relaxed in his huge arms, feeling safe and thrilled. He pulled away and smirked at me.

"You were saying?"

Damn you, Butch Jojo.


Normal POV

Maxine sat in Brody's car, avoiding his stare. He had offered her a ride home which she could not refuse, considering walking back at this time would be idiotic. She hadn't planned to stay out so long but things got crazy and she didn't want to go. Maxine and Brody both lived a little farther away from the rest of their friends, so they were taking a while to get back.

Even though she was hating this, she was grateful for the lift. Soon she could just get back home and run to her bed, forgetting the whole night. Brody wasn't the same. He hated the loneliness of his house. He always hated the fact that he had got his own place. He missed living with his parents and little sister, but he also needed some space.

Brody's eyes fell on Maxine as she growled at her phone before re-dialing the same number she had just called and pressed the phone back to her ear.

"Trying to get a hold of Ty?"

Maxine glanced at him and nodded. "He isn't picking up. I'm worried, he doesn't usually avoid my calls. Where did him and Sky run of to?" She asked him and prayed that he had the answers, but he simply shrugged.

"I think they got in an argument," Brody's gaze turned back to the road. "Don't worry, Ty's probably just stumbling back home as we speak. You know what he's like."

"That's why I'm worried." Maxine mumbled.

Their eyes met again in an awkward stare. Maxine was shocked at how easily they had been talking considering the last few things she said to him was to leave her alone. He wanted her back and she couldn't have that. She rejected him and he still offered her a lift home and comforted her, that was why she loved him. He didn't hold grudges like most people.

"Thank-you." She said softly.

Brody smiled brightly. "Just because we aren't dating, doesn't mean I don't care about you. Look, I know I made a fool of myself by telling you that I still loved you, but I couldn't not say it, you know? I had to."

She knew that he expected something back, but she didn't want to talk about this. "Can you pay attention to the road please? I'm not in the mood for another car accident this year."

A slight pained frown tugged at Brody's lips but he did what she had said. He tore his eyes away from her and looked towards the road, trying to forget how much it hurt not to hear the words back. Maxine looked out of the window as the car zoomed past the buildings and lights. She felt a twinge of hurt after saying that to Brody. All she could do to stop herself from saying something she would regret was to try and act like she didn't care for him.

Maxine didn't know what to do anymore. Their relationship was doomed to fail, but Brody was still wanting to try and make it work. The only reason that Maxine was so unsure was because they had tried to make it work the last time and nothing worked. Now, she's having his baby and she still knows that it won't work.

She didn't know how to tell him.

Something that these two had said over a hundred times to each other was, "Forever and always." But now that made no sense. Because they weren't forever and they weren't always. Maxine felt like an idiot, that she believed those beautiful words only to realise that they had meant nothing. It was like their catchphrase, and now it was something that had no meaning.

"We're here." Maxine blinked as she was pulled out of her thoughts. She turned to Brody and noticed that he had parked outside of Mellisa's house. Maxine felt like she had to say something, a thank-you maybe? But he wasn't even looking at her. He was just looking out of the window, trying to hide his sad expression.

"For what it's worth," Maxine paused so he could look at her. "I care about you too."

She hastily got out of Brody's car and hurried over to her house. When she got to the door she stopped and turned back to notice Brody looking at her, his eyes lit up a little, before driving away. Maxine frowned as she grabbed the handle of her door and sighed.

"Forever and always." She muttered bitterly before forcing the door open.


Blossom's POV

It's times like this I really feel grateful for having Brick in my life. I wondered if his life would be easier, if I hadn't come back, but he tells me that I'm wrong. Sometimes things got hard. That happens, but when there's someone to pull you back, things don't look so hard. If you have someone like that in you're life, don't let them leave. I tried to push Brick away, so he wouldn't have to deal with my problems. That was wrong. I couldn't have gotten past this part in my life without him.

He's always there for me, even when I don't want him to be, that's what love is I guess. I didn't have my dad around to pick me up, but Brick was there. He's always there. Helping me. Believing in me. Saving me.

Boomer and Bubbles were upstairs, while Butch and Buttercup were still out. I wasn't sure what happened to Skylar and Tyler, something worried me about that, I should have known. Sky is my best friend, I should have said good-bye before she and Tyler left. As for Maxine and Brody, I could have sworn I saw them leave together, but that was insane. They're not exactly on speaking terms.

"Tonight was pretty eventful." Brick's deep voice called beside me. I turned my head to the side to look at him. We were back at my house, sitting on the couch, wrapped up in a white blanket. I smiled at him and laughed shortly.

"Yeah, it was," I responded quietly. "Everything worked out though."

Brick's eyes met mine and he let an easy grin tug his lips. "I told you it would."

"I'll believe you next time."

He smiled easily at me and pulled me deeper into him. I lay my head on his shoulder and enjoyed the closeness. Just an hour earlier, I had came so close to losing him for good, losing the thing we had fought so hard for, but it worked out. It all worked out. I felt Brick move slightly so that my head picked up from his shoulder and he stared at me.

I noticed a slight thoughtful gaze in his eyes. "Brick, is everything alright?"

"Yeah," He looked away. "I just found out something tonight, about Max. It's nothing."

Brick must not know me well enough. I can read him like an open book. When Brick says that something means 'nothing' I know that means that it is very important. I was prepared to ask him what it was, but if I was to know then Maxine would have told me herself.

"How are you feeling?" I tried not to laugh. This boy truly was amazing. When I first met him, he was just an evil leader of sorts. Cruel, callous, mean. He was just my horrible counterpart. I didn't think he could really care for someone, but people surprise you sometimes, bringing out sides that you never knew they had. I think that's how Buttercup and Butch got so close.

"Perfect." I smiled, and for once, I meant it.

He looked pleased. Our lips hovered before each other before pulling into a sweet and soft kiss. I drapped my arms around his neck and locked them, not wanting to break away from him. I tugged on his short auburn hair as his hand met the back of my head and cradled it.

His soft lips smiled against mine before tearing away from them. I gazed into his intense red eyes and rested my hand on his cheek. I traced my thumb across his cheek in affection, watching as I did so. I met his eyes again and beamed in happiness before leaning into him, smelling the intense cologne he wore.

"I love you." Brick said breathlessly as his arms wrapped protectively around me.

A small smile graced my glossy red lips. "I love you too, Brick."

People say that you only fall in love once, but I know that's not true. Because every time I look at Brick, I fall in love over and over again, and I just know that I'll never stop. No matter what.


Skylar's POV

My heart was literally banging against my chest as I looked into Tyler's eyes. He followed me. He didn't leave me. My head tilted as if I was expecting an explanation, but he just remained quiet and stared at me. Moments of silence passed and I was getting ready to scream at him for rendering me silent. Why does he affect me so much? No guy has ever made me feel like this.

But why? It can't be what I'm thinking. I can't be in love with this guy. That just can't happen, not now, not ever. Darren showed me that love is pathetic and fake. Maxine and I learned that the hard way, I will not let that happen again.

"Are you going to say something?" I asked with a bitter tone, trying to scare him off. His face softened as his eyes gazed into mine, like he was searching for something. This is pathetic. We are not in the middle of a staring contest. Why would he not just explain why he followed me here like a puppy.

"Well?" I tried to keep my voice sounding bitter, but it cracked. I can't act like I'm not grateful for him. It was hard but I had told Tyler about my sordid and horrible past so I can't understand why he was standing in front of me. He was looking at me like he always did, like nothing was wrong. He can't convince himself of that.

Finally, I heard his voice. "Why did you run away?" I took a double-take to make sure that I had really just heard that come from Tyler's mouth. I blinked before answering.

"Why wouldn't I?" I questioned. "You should be the one running away from me! Do you not care about what I done? Do you not care that I almost ki-" I stopped before I could go any further.

Tyler slowly made his way to me, and I stepped back to avoid the closeness that I didn't deserve. What is his issue? Ever since I got here I had treated him like dirt, I didn't even call him by his real name, I lied and I lied and I lied some more! How on earth can he forgive me after all I've done? Why is he here!?

"You've been hiding who you are from all of us, and it didn't go un-noticed. I never thought that you would be able to be honest but you did, you told me and that means something!" Tyler yelled defensively.

I flinched but held my head up high. "I had no choice. You cornered me, you had read the papers, I had to tell you."

"You never had to tell me. You could have just run off or yelled at me like always but you didn't! No matter what you say, you trust me more than everyone else. So I trust you too. You obviously regret doing what you did, so why are you still punishing yourself for it? It's not your fault."

Again, I flinched. Those words struck me like a harsh lightning bolt.

No.

He can't just get away with saying that. It's a lie. This is my fault, I've ruined everything because of one mistake. God, if I could take it back, I would. If I had known how messed up this would all get..no. I can't take it back and I can't be forgiven for it. I don't deserve to hear Tyler telling me the things that I want to hear. I'm just a liar.

"Don't say that." I whispered.

I expected another argument from Tyler, but instead I felt myself being engulfed by two strong arms. I glanced up at Tyler before his lips crashed down on mine. The shock was immense, but I kissed back anyway. The emotion of the kiss made me want to scream and push him away before ripping him to shreds. I don't deserve this.

He pulled away and stared me in the eye. "Listen, stop blaming yourself. Nothing can make me feel any different about you. Nothing. It's not your fault, it's this stupid disorder you have. I should know."

"You told me that you're mother had it," I spoke and tensed the word 'it', not wanting to say the true words. "You never told me much about her," I stopped to glance in his soft eyes. "What was she like?"

Tyler had danced around the subject of his mother so many times, never letting me in far enough to really understand. He didn't even tell Maxine much about her, but Max was fine with that, she didn't want to get to know their mother because she could never meet her. I tried to understand why he shut me out, but it's the same reason I shut him out. This stupid disorder.

"She um.." Tyler tensed. "She wasn't a good mother. I mean, she loved me, Max too. But things got complicated. My dad left, she got depressed, we lost our money and things just got messed up. At the end of the day she still cared enough to send Max letters and to provide for me, but one day it was too much and she was just gone. I don't want you to be gone."

Silence grew after he spoke, and his eyes met mine as I laid my hand on top of his. "Ty, how can you still want to be with me? I have the same disorder as her, how can you trust me not to disappoint you like she did?"

"Because my mother was weak," Tyler spat. "She left me in the worst way imaginable because she couldn't handle it. You've stuck around long enough for me to really get to understand what's going through your head. You didn't give up on me or yourself. That's why I still want you."

Just then, I felt the intense emotion again, and I panicked. Whenever I feel the emotions, I freak out. I can't handle too much at once. My eyes were fixed on his and one word was running through my mind. Don't say it, I told myself. Don't say it. I tried to stop myself, but I felt it coming out.

Don't say it.

No.

Stop.

Do. Not. Say. It.

"I love you.."

Damn.


Boomer's POV

"Tonight was fun." Bubbles muttered in a sleep voice beside me. I smiled at her and nodded in response. We were sat on her bed, watching her television with the lamp giving us light. I felt her snuggle into my arm, enjoying the warmth compared to the slight coldness of the outside. I was glad we decided to leave. It was getting far too cold for my liking.

We watched this comedy show that the both of us loved. One of the many things we had in common. I looked down at Bubbles who was watching the show but her eyes were half open, like she might fall asleep on me.

I looked into her bright blue eyes and a smile crossed my lips. She's just so..beautiful. The way her extremely soft blonde hair falls past her shoulders in a wave of curles, and how her lips are always the perfect colour of pink. Whenever she smiles, I see these two cute dimples on either side of her mouth. God, she's always been so pretty. Even when I was ten years old and her enemy, I always noticed how beautiful she was.

Slowly, I slid my arm out from underneath her and carefully lay her on the bed as she yawned.

"We should sleep." I said, expecting a reply, only to notice she was already half-asleep and mumbling her reply. I smiled before getting off of the bed and grabbing the spare pillow and blankets from the blue chair.

I decided to sleep on the floor, considering I don't think either of us were comfortable sleeping in the same bed. We also prefer space when we're sleeping, I would rather sleep on the floor than get suffocated by the tons of stuffed-animals on her bed. Usually a guy would find it weird that a sixteen year old has stuffed-animals, but I find it cute and sweet. I guess it reminds her of when she lived here with her father.

I lay the covers down on the ground beside her bed and lay down on them, resting my head on the pillow. I looked up on the bed to see Bubbles' eyes were fully closed and she was almost sleeping. She's so peaceful when she sleeps. A small smile set on my lips before I closed my eyes.

"I love you, you know." I muttered to see if she was still awake.

Bubbles mumbled something back that I couldn't understand, and I chuckled. I opened one eye to notice she now had a smile on her face while her eyes were still closed. I grinned and turned around, pulling the covers over me before drifting to sleep.


It was very late and Blossom was getting ready for bed. She checked in on Bubbles and Boomer to find them fast asleep and then called Buttercup, she was still out with Butch. For once Blossom could go to sleep without worry. She smiled at how well this night had turned out considering how messed up it had gotten.

She wandered into the bathroom and changed into a pair of pink pajama shorts and a white tank-top. It was cold so she threw on a long wooly white cardigan and quickly wiped of all of the make-up off her face. She glanced in the mirror and sighed. She had spent a lot of time looking in this mirror, back when she didn't like what she was seeing.

Blossom glared at the toilet and narrowed her eyes, the memories coming back, taunting her. She looked down at the floor and took a breath before walking over. She felt free now that Brick had stopped her from destroying herself. Still, the feelings weren't going away so soon. Some things took time, and she was okay with that.

She dropped to the floor in front of the pearly white toilet and took a breath, trying to fight the urge. She needed to face obsession and stop herself on her own to make sure she could do this. Brick wouldn't always be around.

In a flash, Blossom wasn't sure what was going on through her mind. One minute she was sat against the wall and the next she was away and in front of her obsession. Everything went by in a blur and she wasn't sure what was going on. She felt wrong, something wanted her to do it.

Blossom cringed as a pair of arms ripped her away from the toilet seat and pulled her into them. She instantly knew it was Brick because of the intense muscle of the arms she was now held by. Blossom let out a deep breath as she buried her head in Brick's red shirt. She expected him to be annoyed, that she came so close to a relapse, but instead he was just hugging her comfortingly.

They didn't speak. They just sunk to the floor as Blossom breathed heavily into his soft long-sleeved shirt. His arms tightened around her lovingly as he rested his chin on the top of her head. The pair of them sat in silence, the only noise that could be heard was the immense heavy breathing coming from Blossom and the rush of Brick's heartbeat.

Blossom closed her eyes and grabbed his shirt in her fist as she let a silent tear escape. After moments of sitting like this, Brick's grab loosened and he brought his lips to her cheek, kissing it twice.

"I love you." Was all he had said. Brick felt Blossom nod against his chest as her breathing slowed down. The one thing about a problem as big as Blossom's was that there would be times were temptation would get the better of her, but as long as Brick was here to hold her, everything would be okay, and she knew that.


Hours later, Buttercup and Butch had finally gotten back. They snuck in through the door so they wouldn't wake their sleeping siblings and quietly made their way to Buttercup's room. Butch almost tripped on Brick's shoes and earned a kick from Buttercup as they snuck past Blossom's room.

They walked into Buttercup's room and closed the door. Buttercup walked past him and grabbed some PJ's to change into, which to Buttercup was just a pair of grey cotton trackies and a lime green tank-top. She changed behind the wardrobe door. When she was done, she walked back out and noticed Butch on the bed, yawning.

She hopped in the bed beside him and lay as stiff as a board beside him. For once, it was awkward. Since they had been forced to share a bed in the training centre and then became best friends, sleeping in the same bed was never a problem, but now they were actually together, it just seemed awkward.

Butch remembered so much about back then. He remembered pretty much everything about them. The first time their eyes had met in the heat of battle, the first time he saw her smile, the first time he had made her smile. Every moment of their unexpected friendship was something to remember. All they had known each other for was being the enemy. He always found her overly cocky and annoying, but he had come to enjoy it.

"Are you tired?" Butch asked as his head turned to her. He was on his back with both of his hands behind his head, practically elbowing Buttercup in the face. She turned her head to him and shook her head before smacking his elbow away. He chuckled and sat on his side instead.

"I was, but now I'm not." Buttercup responded.

Butch nodded. "Same here. I didn't really want tonight to end."

"All good nights have to end." She mumbled.

Buttercup's eyes shot to him as she felt herself being pulled into his arms again, which shocked her, they weren't in the middle of an argument. Buttercup tensed as he held her in his huge arms. She wasn't used to lying like this with him, it had happened before, but now it meant something.

"You're suffocating me, you idiot." Buttercup hissed.

Butch smirked cheekily. "So?"

"If you don't remove your arms from me, you'll wake up with both of them missing!"

"You're so mental, crazy girl," Butch chuckled as his eyes met hers. "But you're my crazy girl."

Just hearing those words forced the blush on Buttercup's face, even though it had never happened before. She felt the heat of her cheeks and looked down to avoid him noticing but apparently he already did because he was wearing that easy boyish grin on his face.

"Oh my god. You're totally blushing." He said.

Buttercup growled. "You're totally blind."

"Nope, you're blushing."

"Shut up." She muttered in defense.

"You love me." He taunted sarcastically with a cheeky smirk on his handsome face.

"I'm so going to kill yo-" Buttercup was quickly silenced by Butch's lips on hers. She realised what he was trying to do, but before she could pull away and attack him, she found herself blissfully unaware of her anger. Her one weakness. Butch. She groaned but kissed him back, practically feeling the triumphant smirk gracing his lips.

"Damn you, Butch Jojo." She muttered against his lips.


I'm so sorry that it took so long, but I've been very busy! Thanks to everyone who mailed asking for a quick update, I do apologize, but I'll get the next one up a bit quicker :)

Next Chapter - Butch and Buttercup deal with being an exclusive couple. Maxine has an intense talk with Brody. Blossom starts to get better with the help of Brick and Bubbles. &Things get complicated for Sky and Tyler.

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Allie Peirce