Author's Note/Thank Yous: Thanks everybody for reading my story and reviewing it. I hoped you liked it as much as I liked reading it. all I want to know, is do you want to see a sequel, or a continuation? If you do, review and tell me so. Other than that, this is the last chapter of the story, and…I could say for myself I think I went overboard. Tell me what you think though…Thanks!

Chapter Nine

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            For the weeks that followed, people soon caught word that Blossom and Butch were basically dead and a lot of boys were already moving in on Blossom without a second thought. Boys that she was sure didn't notice her before were trying to get her number and whatnot. Blossom turned all of the numbers down and usually had to pull herself together when she saw Butch walking through the halls with another girl following him. She remembered the unknown asking him, 'Since you dumped that other girl…how about giving me a try?'

Of course she wanted to lash out on her, but Butch was on his own and she couldn't tell him who to get with.

            Blossom didn't even know whether they were still together or not, but…it seemed as if he didn't want nothing to do with her. Not that she tried to talk to him, but…that's what it seemed like.

Blossom reached into her locker and pulled out her handball. Tears ran down her face as a distant memory came to mind.

"You win."

"Excuse me… I didn't hear that."

"You won."

"What?"

"You won! Damn! Do I have to post it all over school for you or something? You won, you won, you won!"    

            She remembered how he had grabbed her on the waist and kissed her on the mouth, surprising her to near death. At that moment in time, Butch was the last boy to do that to her…or at least she thought.

            Shaking her head, she closed her locker and then shut the locker door. When she closed it, she was shocked to see Terrance standing there with a deep smirk on his face.

"I told you he was a bunch of shit…" he started, moving toward her, taking a finger moving it through her face.

"Terrance, back off."

"Why?" he said, "I told you he was a bunch of shit."

"At least he didn't cheat on me like you did."

"Come on Blossom, which one of you hurt you more?" Terrance said, "You were practically crying in the bathroom when y'all two were fighting."

"If you want to go through intimate details, I cried when I saw you kissing up on Jamie because I didn't think you would sit there and play me after I sat there and defended you to Butch's face that day. And you know what? We might not be together, I love him and you didn't even do anything to deserve my love. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some steam to blow off."

            With that, she brushed him off and walked off. Terrance then took his fist and then banged into the locker and then walked off, having lost another chance altogether. He decided to leave her alone and just focus on Jamie since she seemed to be better game anyway.

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            Butch sat with Buttercup in the recess area, not saying a word and Buttercup didn't pressure him to do so. Butch sat there and replayed what he just heard in the hallway a few seconds before he left.

"I told you he was a bunch of shit…"

"Terrance, back off."

"At least he didn't cheat on me like you did."

"Come on Blossom, which one of you hurt you more? You were practically crying in the bathroom when y'all two were fighting."

"If you want to go through intimate details, I cried when I saw you kissing up on Jamie because I didn't think you would sit there and play me after I sat there and defended you to Butch's face that day. And you know what? We might not be together, but I still love him and you didn't even do anything to deserve my love. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some steam to blow off."

            Butch smirked, remembering that line. He still had a chance to get her back. He decided to pay his girl a visit since he didn't have anything of any significance to say to her.

"You know what?" he said, "I'm gonna be right back."
Buttercup looked up at him and then raised her brow.

"What the fuck is you about to do?" she asked, hoping against hope that he wasn't about to go bother Blossom again.

"What do you think?" he asked her with a smirk, "Getting my woman back."

"Butch…" Buttercup said, "I wouldn't…"

"Buttercup, I love her. I can't just sit here and wait for her to get swept away by another dude when I have the chance to get her back."

"I'm just sayin'? Now?"

"Yeah…" he said, and then the bell rang and everybody rushed inside, except Blossom. Instead, she flew up in the sky and flew away from the school.

"Where the hell is she going?"

"Towards the lake." Butch said, "Catch you later B-Cup."

            Butch then took off flying, leaving Buttercup standing there with a loss of words. Butch had to be either brave or stupid to even think about talking to Blossom while she was still evading him. for all she knew Blossom would try to kill him.

            Putting her thoughts of the couple…if they were still one…aside, Buttercup walked into school, hoping that they would finally make up.

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            Landing at the lakeside, Blossom sat there and laid on her stomach. She reached down on her chest and felt the chain there that Butch had gave her. She hadn't meant to put it on, but she put it on instinctively without much of a thought given to it. she sat there and looked up at the bright blue sky. She was about to fall asleep when she saw an emerald green streak pass through the sky and saw Butch landing beside her. She was about to run, but she decided not to. She just laid there and watched as he landed before her feet. Blossom sat up and looked at him curiously. He just walked beside her and sat down.

"Hey…Pinkie." He said, "If I can call you that."

"Yeah?" Blossom said, in a distant tone, "What?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"You're here aren't you?"

"Yeah." He said, smirking. He looked out towards the lake and then turned towards her, looking in his eyes. 

"I just wanted to say that I was sorry." He said, taking one of her hands in his, "I didn't mean what I said. I was just shocked that you told me you loved me first."

"Really?" Blossom said, not in a surprising way, but in a smug manner. Basically, she was surprised, but didn't want to show it.

"Yeah." He said, "I wasn't ready for it. I mean, there was one thing I couldn't get though."

"What?" Blossom said, curiously,

"How would you think I didn't love you?"

"That's what it seemed like to me." Blossom said,

"You didn't know what I felt though." He said, "Even back then, you didn't know what I felt for you."

Blossom stopped and looked into his eyes. He was right. That meant that she still had a lot to learn about him, but she'd rather be with him than not to have him at all.

"So what do you feel Butch? Are you still trying to figure it out?"

"Blossom, I knew." Butch said, "I was just shocked. You didn't give me the chance to redeem myself."

Blossom looked at him and then felt tears sting at her eyes as she looked at her boyfriend with a sorrowful look.

"I thought you didn't love me." She said, "I had just said I loved you and you looked like you wanted no parts of me…"

"Come here pinkie." He said, spreading his legs open, motioning her to sit between them. Blossom went and then sat in between them, immediately feeling his arms around her waist and his head supporting itself on her shoulder, "I love you like crazy. You're like…the drive I need to keep living…better yet…shit, I didn't know how hard it would to say all this. You're my heart…if you're gone, I'm gone. I love everything you do, everything you are…I almost killed myself when you went off on me that night."

"Butch…" Blossom said, turning toward him, "You tried to do what?"

"You heard me." He said, and she let a few tears slide down her face. Butch sighed and wiped them away.

"Why?" she said, quietly,

"Blossom…" he said, "I wouldn't worry about that…I didn't really do much damage to myself. I only drunk three six packs and twisted my ankle. Brick said Bubbles was there to kick my ass but I didn't even remember that."

Blossom looked at Butch and then shook her head. "You had eighteen bottles of beer in one night and on top of that twisted ankles are painful."

"It all healed with in the next day." He said, "Not much could break me like a twig you know…one of them is you."

            Blossom sat quiet and just looked at him. She wanted to smack him out for trying to worry her out of her life, but she wanted to do so many other things to him.

"Butch…I'm sorry for snapping at you the way I did…I was just so scared, because I love you so much."

Butch took his finger and then traced his finger along her face. "It's okay. I love you Pinkie."

            Butch looked at her in the eye and sighed. How long was it since he'd been that close to her? It had only been three weeks, but it felt like an eternity.

"How long has it been?" Blossom said, while Butch ran his hands through her hair,

"Too long." He said, smirking to himself, "Too damn long."

"Don't do that to me again." Blossom said, turning her body towards him, the vulnerability showing in her eyes. Butch saw it and he felt it touch the very bottom of his heart as he looked at her. His emotions almost took him over so much that he probably didn't know himself as he stared at the red haired, pink eyed girl sitting in front of him in front of him.

He laid Blossom on her back and laid her on her back, looking deeply in her eyes, losing himself in them.

"I promise you this…" Butch said, "There won't be an again. I love you."

"I love you too." Blossom answered, and the next thing she knew, her mouth was being taken by Butch's under the brilliance of the sun, kissing with a passion that burned-and one that couldn't be broken.

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Updates…

Blossom and Butch are very much in love…

Terrance and Jamie are still together, although Terrance doesn't know that Jamie is seeing Terrance's best friend Christopher on the low and Terrance has yet to find out…

Terrance is still pining away for Blossom…he recently got into a fight with Butch when he caught him putting his hands where they shouldn't be…

The rest of the crew is basically happy with their lives at the moment…for the moment…

The End…For Now

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Author's Note: Told you it was mushy wasn't it? Anyway, it's over, and again I ask…should we see a sequel? Tell me because I don't want to waste and already written story about Buttercup…(Yes I've started writing. I was on a roll after I wrote this). Anyway…I'm out. See ya.