For the recorded, I'm not dead. Just been busy. Thank you to those that reviewed and guess the last chapter. Yes, Butch is Hercules and Mike is Phil, for those you got that on, too. I hope you guys are still here despite my late update.

~Rosa~

Chapter Six

Brush combing through chocolate-brown hair, Bunny hummed a melody. She would have to say that today was a (damn) good day, minus fighting with her boyfriend and Butch. Though in her defense, the two were idiots and yet, she loved them both, dearly. Some days more than others but she could live with that.

Even still, if she had to choice which part of the day she liked the best, she would have to say seeing her cousin in her room. The redhead was positively beaming with joy as she explained her great escape (runaway) and now she needed some place to hide from her father. Grant it, Bunny was more than thrilled to see Blossom out of her house but the purple-eyed teen wasn't sure if this was the best way. Regardless on what she thought, Bunny agreed to help her cousin and of course, Robin did, too.

Blossom had told them that after Bunny left that she had made up her mind and she was going to see the world or the town whether her father liked it or not. That meant she has three days to find a place to hide before her father caves on his punishment, goes to her and finds her missing. Her brothers knew of her plan and were covering for her back home but once the third day came, Torridon would demand to see her and nothing would get in his way.

Bunny and Robin couldn't tell their parents and they would have to find a place for Blossom before then. The girls knew that this will be the first place Torridon would look.

The plan was simple enough. Find someone who was willing to hide the world's famous music director's daughter and not use her for ransom. If not, face the wrath of an extremely angry, paranoid, overly portative father.

Yeah, nothing wrong with that.

The question was whom should Bunny ask? Who was capable to hide Blossom and not freak once they saw her pink eyes and know who her father was? What Blossom needed was someone who could stand their ground and not panic. Someone that was able to handle her when she started to wonder off and who doesn't need the money. She needs...

Bunny stopped brushing her hair and smiled. Oh, she knew who to ask and now that she thought about it, her cousin and him would be perfect together, too. She looked for her phone but stopped and crossed her arms as she shake her head.

"You're losing your touch. Now, get the hell off my bed before I make you."

She turned around to see a young man lying on her bed. He sat up and smiled at her, brushing his blond locks out of his face, his cobalt blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Nice to see you, too, Bun-Bun."

"Why must you call me that? You know that hate that name. Why can't you be a normal person, Boomer, and just simply call me Bunny?"

Boomer laughs as he jumps off her bed. He gives her hug and a peck on the head before answering. "Because, Bun-Bun, I am nowhere near normal."

Bunny sighed. That much was true. Boomer wasn't normal. In fact, he was so far from that, she wasn't even sure if she should call him strange. Boomer was a theft with a golden-heart. Everything he took was never for himself. He always gave the money to the poor and he would even help the needy if he saw them in trouble. It was just too bad that Bubble's dad and his police force didn't see that.

"So, how's the fam?"

Bunny walked away and grabbed her phone, strolling through the contact list. "They are doing fine. Are you staying the night? Dad and Mom will be happy to see you, no doubt, Robin will, too." He didn't answer right away and Bunny put her phone down once more and walked over to him.

Boomer was like her brother. She could still remember when her family took him in and raised him. He was a joy to have around but when he turned eighteen and graduated high school, he left. From time to time, he would come back and visited them but he never stayed. Even still, he made the same face when he was lost in thought and Bunny was the only one that would noticed.

She placed a hand on his cheek and turned his face towards her. "What's wrong? What did you do this time?"

Boomer smiled sadly and sits back on her bed. "Think I'm in love and it won't end well."

"Who is she?" Bunny sits next to him and waits for the answer.

"Oh, no one special, really. She's just the daughter of Chief Leonidas." Boomer snorts. "The irony of my life, right? I'm number one on his list and I fall in love with his daughter. Boy, what a way to make him hate me even more."

Bunny blinked. Here she was, sitting on her bed with the town's greatest theft (hero) and he was telling her that he fell for Bubbles. Again, she had no idea what to think but before she could act, she needed to make sure that Bubbles felt the same or had some kind of feeling for Boomer. Then and only then, would Bunny get herself involved with this forbidden love both (maybe) her friends found themselves in.

"Tell me how it happened."

Boomer just looked at her and grinned.

...***...

Boomer sat there, watching the people walking in the park as he hid in the trees. No one could see him and that was what mattered. He didn't want anyone knowing he was there, not after last night.

He sighed at the thought, life wasn't fair at all. It could have been whose, he thought. Somehow, he lucked out and had gotten a family. He was able to grow up as a normal kid and go to school but something was missing. He was so lucky to have met the Utonium's and be raised by them but not many people were as lucky as him. He didn't know what but something clicked and after graduating, Boomer left to go help "his kind."

Wouldn't have been better if he had gone to college instead, became somebody and help the needy that why? Well, yes, he could have. Then again, there was that part of him where wanted to do something different and being the ever-so-difficult kid he was growing up, decided that he would help more if he became an outlaw of the sorts. Too bad most citizens viewed him as just a common thief. He didn't care that he was thought that way but being compared to a common thief was insulting to say the lease. Didn't they know that he was the one that left them money to help pay their debts? Didn't they know that it was him that helped them if they were being mugged?

If he was going to be viewed as a thief, people could at least view him as something more than just a common thief. He helped people for heavensakes; he should be called the Lord of Thieves, or the Prince of Thieves.

Boomer smiled. Prince of Thieves sure had a nice ring to it. Maybe he'll tell Bunny whenever he saw her again. Yeah, he liked the sound of that.

And it was that kind of attitude that had him hide up in the trees, away from prying eyes.

Still, last night was fun. He chuckled, running his hand through his blonde hair, his cobalt blue eyes scanning down from below. The robbers almost got away with the loot but Boomer and his gang got there just in time. It was just too bad that the robbers had no skill of fighting and after it was all done, the cops finally came and Boomer was framed for stealing the money.

Well, he did take the cash instead of handing it over and he didn't really take it, he just sort of borrowed it and gave it to the needy. That wasn't bad, right? So, until the heat cooled down from him (again), Boomer just had to stay hidden.

His eyes caught the sight of a blond beauty walking in the park. He watched as she walked without a care in the world before sitting under the tree he was hiding in. There was something familiar about her but he couldn't figure it out how. Boomer tried to lean over the branch to get a better look when he heard a crack.

He looked down and saw the branch he was on began to snap. "Damn..." and with that, Boomer fall.

...***...

Bubbles was humming to herself, enjoying her new-found freedom. She escaped from her uncles and ran to the park. She was sitting underneath a tree when she heard a crack and looked up. She almost screamed as she saw a boy falling down towards her. The blond moved out-of-the-way as a loud thud was heard. Dust flying up, Bubbles noticed that the boy didn't move but she was too sacred to see if he was okay. Instead, she found a stick close by and began to poke him.

He groaned and she yelped. The boy sat up and rubbed his head as he swatted the stick away. "Yeah, poking someone who just fall a good seven feet on to their face is a great method to check on them."

Bubbles face reddens slightly in anger. How dare he mock her? It wasn't her fault that he fell from the tree! "I wasn't the one that was so brainless to fall out of a tree in the first place!"

Bubbles got up to leave but a hand stopped her. She looked down to see the boy, no, man holding her wrist. He was older than she originally thought and despite his rudeness, he was handsome. Again, she felt her face going red as she looked him in his eyes.

"You're right. I'm sorry." He got up but he didn't let her go. Bubbles had to left her face up as he stood a good foot taller than her. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that. Are you alright? I'm sure that I scared you, so, I'm sorry for that as well."

She couldn't find her voice. She felt lost in his eyes and his touch was making it hard for her to think. Bubbles made a move to retrieve her hand back and the motion seemed to have reminded him that he was still holding it. He blushed slightly as he let go and dropped his hand.

"Sorry."

"No, it's okay." Bubbles pushed some of her hair back and looked back at him. "I'm fine but I'm the one that should be asking if you're okay."

He laughed and leaned back on the tree. "I'm fine. I've had worse."

Bubbles couldn't help but smile at his laugh. It was just warm and inviting. "That's good to hear. I'm sorry for snapping at you as well." She looked down to her feet before looking back up at him. She wasn't sure why he made her feel so nerves but he did. "So, um, are you new to the town? I don't think I've seen you around before."

The smirk he gave her made her think that he was hiding something but he was going to tell her. "No."

"Oh."

Bubbles and the blue-eyed man just stood there in silence. She took the time to look at him. His wavy, long blond hair was a few shades darker than hers and it barely passed the tip of his ears. He was lean but by the way his muscles flexed, she knew he was strong. He had this aroma of a child but inside of a grown man. There was something about him that was oddly familiar to her but Bubbles didn't know what it was.

"You know, you seem strangely familiar to me, have we met?"

He was about to answer when she heard two voices screaming her name. Her eyes widen as she turned around. There running towards her, where her uncles. They had found her. Bubbles sighed as she turned back to say good-bye but when she looked back, he was gone. She stood there, confused at what just happened as Pumba reached her first.

"Bubbles, you had us worried. Come on, we should get you home."

He led her way, Timon heaving behind them. Bubbles looked back towards the tree, where she met the strangest man in her life. "Did you see where he went?"

"Where, who went?" Timon looked up to her.

"The guy I was talking to."

Pumba looked at her as they continued to walk. "We didn't see anyone there but you."

Bubbles didn't say anything. She was sure that he was there. It wasn't her imagination. His touch, his laugh, everything felt so real and she couldn't forget how he seemed so familiar to her. Whatever it was, Bubbles was going to come back and hopefully, he'll be there.

...***...

Boomer watched within the trees as she was taken away. Bubbles. Now, he remembered. They were just kids the last they saw each other and even then, she was beautiful. Now, a grown woman, Boomer couldn't deny she was beautiful than before.

He wasn't sure if he should be happy that she couldn't remember him but it was better that way. Even if he wished that she could remember him. She wasn't his anymore and after that day, she never would be. Bubbles deserved more than what he could offer. Still, it didn't hurt to admire from afar.

His heart pounding, Boomer sat there until they were out of sight. After all those years, he thought his feelings for her were gone. Who would have guess they were just hidden.

...***...

"So, this is the same little girl you fall for as a kid?"

Boomer was lying down on Bunny's bed. He was tired and all he wanted to do was sleep. "The very one. It doesn't matter anyways, after what happen back than, it's better that she doesn't remember me. I'm going to bed. Night, Bunny."

Bunny watched as Boomer made his way to their spare room. She knew of that day. She was the only person that Boomer told. After all those years, Bunny never knew that Boomer still blamed himself for that day.

"Good night, Boomer."

A yawn escaped her mouth as she lay down. Tomorrow she would call Brick but for now, she needed sleep. Today was just too much for her. Eyes closing, Bunny was almost asleep when she heard a scream and it was coming from the spare room.

"Shit."

Bunny jumped out of the bed and ran towards the other room. She had forgotten about Blossom.