"Who…the Hell…are you?"I asked the stranger, as Butch freed himself from the bushes. He was infuriated. The mystery boy was sitting down on a tree stump; he had his back towards Buttercup and Butch.

"Hello…?" I tried again. Butch decided to take manners into his own hands, and jump kicked the kid. His body was pushed a good 3 feet away, until it was met by a tree. I gulped, and glared at Butch. "Dude, chill." I told him in an astonished toned. He looked confused.

"Okay so when I get punched in the ribs it's cool, but I can't defend myself?" I ignored him and ran after the boy. I gave him a hand and he accepted it. His back was still facing me. I placed a hand on his shoulder, and asked very calmly if he was okay. He didn't reply, still without facing me he flew off, leaving only one thing behind. In a swift motion, I snatched the small piece of paper that was left behind. Butch ran towards me after the stranger left, I turned to meet his face.

"Sorry about that." I said awkwardly. His reply was something unexpected.

A kiss…

As he kissed me I didn't back away, but I wasn't sure if I was enjoying it either. I was so confused. He placed his hand on my hips; I followed by placing my hands on his shoulders. I never really noticed how much taller he was. He tried to French kiss, but that's when I froze and broke the kiss. My hands were still on his shoulders and his still on my hips. "Why did you just do that, I mean it was so not called for." I argued.

"You and I both know, you wouldn't have allowed me to kiss you if you saw it coming." He retorted. "I figured since we were finally alone I could maybe sneak a kiss, especially after that idiot tackled me out of the blue." He explained himself. My grip on his shoulders tightened.

"Butch, I….I don't have time for crap like that." I didn't want to make eye contact with him. I could only imagine the look on his face. He didn't reply. He let go of my hips, and I detached myself from his shoulders. I could tell he was upset. "Butch…?" I tried one last time. This time he actually responded.

"Well….shit happens…this doesn't mean I give up though." A small smile crept on my face. "Soon you're going to be the one kissing me, but for now, I'll respect your decision."

"Enough of this about 'feelings' it's making me sick, let's just get back to the topic on hand." I told him, dismissing the topic, he nodded. "Okay so let's recap, from what the Professor has told me, and what I've read this is the deal." He sat down, and looked attentive. "The Professor had a friend, who turned really evil and crazy and had a plan to rule the world, and apparently the professor doesn't want me messing with this 'Iggy' person and his many 'creations' of some sort.

"What I don't understand is why stress over someone that died." Butch wondered.

"See that's why I'm thinking he's still alive!" My voice rose from excitement. "Why would the Professor want to keep me away from some ancient Diary, if it couldn't affect me in the present?"

"Good point, but if this guy is still alive, and the Professor doesn't want you messing with him, why are we doing this again?" Butch asked.

"Because, we are young, and stupid….and I get really bored these days. Townsville is too 'safe'." I said as I squinted my eyes. "I mean it gets boring fighting the same people all the time, at some point it gets lame, you know?" He nodded in understanding. "By the way, I'm sorry about the whole rejection thing."

"Rejection? No way, I take this as a challenge." He placed his hands in his pocket. I decided it was getting late, and flew away. The sun was setting as I was flying to my home, it was beautiful…all the colors. I didn't even get a chance to sigh in admiration before a dark green flash sped by me. I stopped, and looked around, wondering if it was just me. I continued flying, slower this time. Then before I knew it , the flash appeared again, this time I had a chance to look at the boys face. He was pale, and had hair that was darker then death. Hes eyes were so green, they were almost black. He turned his head, and made direct eye contact with me.

"Hey..what's up?" He asked me, as if he didn't just tackle one of my acquaintances.

"You never answered my question, so why should I answer yours?" I said. He sighed, and chuckled a little bit.

"My name, is Blaster sorry for the broken meeting we just had, I'm not very fond of that kid." He answered.

"Why?" I asked.

"Cause he was attempting to kiss you, and he probably succeeded. Am I right?" I didn't reply. He smircked. " I knew it." He shrugged.

"Well I mean, he caught me off guard." He laughed.

"You don't need to bullshit, I know you kind of like him, it's fine though. I know I can treat you better."

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