Forbidden Love 6

Allison Jae By Allison Jae, 6th Aug 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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Buttercup has always had feelings for Butch, even though he's a villain working for Mojo. Even still they have been carrying on a secret affair for months, but what happens when Buttercup ends up pregnant. Will she tell Butch? Will her sisters find out?

Missing Buttercup, Butch think back to the day things changed between them.

Chapter Six: Once An Enemy: Part One

"Okay, kid," Chief Manor said. "What's your plan?"

"A staged assassination, and it'll on film. The catch is the Mayor has to be there. I have the point that gun at him, and I have to shoot."

"So you are going to kill him," Chief Manor said.

"No, we just got to make it look like I did. Him will be watching. Fill the gun with blanks, but the mayor will have to be wearing blood pouches. Once they're punctured, the blood will flow out and Him and Mojo will think the Mayor's dead."

"Then what?" Chief Manor asked.

"Then it's not my problem anymore. It's up to you to keep the Mayor safe, while I sabotage the android."

"You think you can pull that off."

"If I can't I'll be dead," Butch said and left. Chief Manor just stood and stared as Butch walked out.

Once outside Butch took to the air. He really needed to clear his head, but he just became more angry. He didn't have Buttercup to calm him down. She always seemed to have a gift for that. She had just a big a temper as he did, but somehow she seemed to channel it better. He needed her more than ever now, but he had no one. For the first time in his life he felt truly alone.

The next day Buttercup started work at the diner. It was a pretty laid back place. She was able to wear her own clothes, with just an apron and name tag for a uniform. Since she didn't want to be recognized, she wore a short red wig, and changed her to name to Bonnie.

After about two hours she was starting to get the hang of things. Shelley, the diner's manager didn't give her too hard a time when she messed up an order or dropped a glass.

By the end of her shift she was tired, but liked the pile of tip money she received.

"Wow, Bonnie," Crystal, one of the other waitresses, said. "That's great for your first night."

"She's lucky we were busy tonight," Shelley said. "Some nights are really slow, and you're lucky if you get twenty bucks in tips."

"But two hundred and twelve?" Crystal said. "That's amazing. You must tell me your secret."

"No secret," Buttercup said. "I just got lucky." She started to yawn.

She really didn't understand why she was so tired, but since she had been pregnant she seemed to get tired very quickly.

"So are you ready to go?" Shelley asked Buttercup.

"Sure," she said. "I can't wait to get into a nice soft bed."

A few days passed, and Butch met with his contact again. They would meet in a different place every time to keep suspicion away. He knew if Him, Mojo or one of his brothers found out what he was up to he would be as good as dead. Even with all his powers he couldn't take them all on alone. Plus, he still had no idea where Buttercup was.

He tried calling her phone again, but she still wouldn't pick up. So he left another message for the twelfth time that day. It started to make him feel like a stalker.

He entered the alleyway and went down the trap door of the old building. He walked down a little hallway and knocked twice on a small wooden door, paused and knocked three more times. The door creaked open and he walked inside.

"Hey, Johnny," Butch said, seeing one of Chief Manor's undercover men. "You got my supplies?"

"Yeah," Johnny said. "Hey, low life, you better not screw this up."

Butch grabbed hold of the front of his shirt and threw him to the floor. "You better watch who you're calling a low life. Do you even know what I could do to you?"

"Yeah, I know," Johnny said. "But if you kill me, you go to prison anyway. It just might be worth it to get your ass off the street."

"Do your homework, Johnny boy," Butch said, picking him up off the floor. "Ain't no prison that can hold me."

"Then why are you doing this?" Johnny asked.

"I got my reasons," Butch said. He took a deep breath to calm down. He remembered the meditation exercises that Buttercup taught him. Now was a good a time as any to put them to good use.

"Whatever man," Johnny said. He opened a black bag and brought out a gun.

Butch looked at it long and hard. He had only fired a gun once in his life. He hated the sound of it. It was so loud, so quick, so final. Johnny handed the gun to Butch, but he was reluctant in taking it.

"Cold feet?" Johnny asked.

Butch threw him a look like a death stare. He wondered if this guy had a death wish. Johnny handed him the ammunition.

"Are you sure these are blanks?" Butch asked. Johnny just gave him a look like he was the biggest dope in the world. "They just look like the real thing."

"You would know," Johnny said, goading him further. He grabbed hold of him again.

"Hey, man, let go." Butch instead slammed him into a wall. Johnny just laughed at him.

"And what would your precious little Power Puff say about that?"

"Shut up!" Butch screamed at him. He had his hand around his throat.

"You better let go." Johnny chocked out. "What would Buttercup think of that?" Butch suddenly let go of him, and he fell to the ground. "She must be one hot pussy." Johnny started to laugh, but Butch kicked him in the face.

"Don't you ever speak her name again, or I will kill you."

Butch left the building and traveled back to the alley and flew back up into the air. His thoughts returned to Buttercup. Remembering back to the time when they were enemies.

Flashback, three months ago...

Butch's POV

I remembered that day like it was yesterday. Most of my life, my brothers and I were taught to hate the Power Puff Girls, and why wouldn't we. They were superheroes and we were... well, villains.

It was after one our major battles with them. We were all injured, but Buttercup was hurt worst of all. Her sisters were taken to the hospital, but Buttercup had the misfortune of being captured by us.

We took her back to our hideout that we lived in with Mojo. At first he was angry that we brought her back with us.

"What is wrong with you boys?" Mojo screamed at us. "You were supposed to killed these Power Puff, not invite them over."

"But Mojo," Boomer said. "She's no threat. Look at her."

Buttercup lay limp in my arms. At that moment I didn't want to kill her. In fact, it was the opposite. I wanted to save her. It was a strange feeling. For years, I had been fighting her, and suddenly I wanted to protect her.

"We're not killing her," I said. Mojo knew I meant it.

Mojo approached me and eyed Buttercup from head to toe. "So weak, our enemy," Mojo said. "But we can't take any chances."

Mojo went into his lab as I sat down with Buttercup unconscious in my arms. I looked on her face, and even through her bruises I could see how beautiful she was.

He came back a few minutes later with a silver bracelet. I knew what that was, a power nullifying device.

"Mojo, you can't put that on her," I said. "Without her powers, she'll die."

"The sooner the better," he said and clamped in unto her wrist before I could stop him. Only he knew the code to release it. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, and I felt her body going cold.

"Mojo, you're killing her," I shouted. "I'm not going to let her die. Alive she a hostage, but dead..."

"Do with her what you will, but that device stays put."

"Fine," I said and carried her back to my room.

I laid her on my bed and covered her with a blanket. Then I went to the bathroom to get a cold rag to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She was so still and helpless at that moment. I escaped the fight with just a few scrapes and bruises.

Her body was so cold that I thought for sure she would die. I felt sick thinking about it. For some reason I didn't want her to die.

I stripped down to my boxers and stripped her body down to her underwear. God, she was beautiful. Damn, I had to stop thinking that way. I lay down in bed next to her, hoping my body heat would warm hers. That night I held her in my arms, and felt her body beginning to warm. She was still unconscious when I drifted off, but I soon woke to screams.

I felt a sting to my face and realized that Buttercup had awakened. I quickly grabbed her arms and held her down. "Stop it! Buttercup, I don't want to hurt you."

"Liar!" she screamed at me. "What did you do to me?"

I was on top of her, trying hard to hold her down, but even without her powers she was strong. "Buttercup, stop."

"Let me go!" she screamed. She squirmed under my grip, but I was still too strong for her. "Please, let me go." She was no longer screaming. She was crying. It was obvious that she was scared and upset. "Why are you going this?"

"So Mojo doesn't kill you," I said. She looked into my eyes. She must have seen something there, because she stopped fighting. "Please, just stay quiet, and I promise that I'll get you out of here."

"Okay," she whispered to me in a trembling voice. She looked down and noticed that she was in nothing in her bra and panties. "But why am I..."

"Oh, that," I said, getting off of her. "Your body temperature was low. You would have died if I didn't sleep here with you. Don't worry. I didn't do anything... indecent?"

She tried to sit up, but she held her head and groaned. "What's wrong with me?"

"Please, just lay back down," I said. She did as I asked. She remained quiet. I couldn't understand why she was trusting me so much. "Stay here, and I'll go get you something to eat." She nodded in agreement and snuggled into my bed.

I liked the idea of her there, and I started to have all these weird fantasies. She watched me out of the corner on her eye as I put on some clothes. I was starting to get a hard on just thinking about her looking at me. I left the room and locked the door behind me.

I knew she would try to plan an escape, but in her condition I knew she wouldn't make it. Mojo or one of my brothers would end up killing her for sure. I just hoped she wasn't too angry with me.

Chapter Six: Once An Enemy: Part Two

I went into the kitchen and made her some hot oatmeal. I wasn't sure if she was strong enough for solid foods. I also poured her a tall glass of orange juice and put it on a tray and walked back to my room.

When I unlocked the door I found her lying on the floor a few feet from the door. I quickly put down the tray and ran to her. I picked her up off the floor. She felt so light in my arms. I laid her back down on my bed.

I sat down next to her. "What the hell were you doing?"

"I want out of here," she snapped at me.

"That will take time," he said. "You're too weak to go anywhere, so would you just let me take care of you?"

"What the hell is this thing on my arm?"

"Mojo put it on you," I said. "It nullifies your powers."

"Get it off me," she demanded.

"I can't," I said. "Only Mojo knows the code. Don't worry. I'll get that thing off you somehow, but you just have to trust me."

She turned away. "Why don't you just kill me now?"

I ignored her question, and I grabbed the tray off the floor and went to the door and locked it. I walked back over to her. "I brought you some breakfast."

She turned away and said, "I don't want it."

"Buttercup, don't be stubborn," I said. "You need to eat."

She managed to sit up a little, and she looked at me. "I don't like you sitting there staring at me in my underwear."

"Okay, fine," I said and went over to my dresser drawer and pulled out a black T-shirt with a green lightning bolt printed on it. "Here. Put this on."

She complied, saying, "Thank you." I helped her pulled it over his head.

"Now, will you eat?" I asked. She nodded. I picked up the bowl of oatmeal and spooned some and lifted it to her mouth.

"I can..." before she could finish speaking I shoved the spoon in her mouth. She swallowed it, but she became very angry. "Why did you do that? I'm not a baby. I can feed myself."

"Buttercup, you can barely sit up," I said. "Just let me take care of you. You don't do exactly as I say, and Mojo and my brothers are going to kill you. Understand?"

"Yeah," she said. Her body started to shake, and I tried to comfort her.

"It'll be okay," I said, putting my hand on the back of her head. I was gentle with her, and I think she could tell that I meant to be. "Buttercup, I won't let them hurt you. I promise."

I fed her the rest of the oatmeal and helped her swallow the orange juice down.

"How do you feel now?" I asked, as she leaned back against me.

"Tired," she said.

I saw that her eyelids where getting heavy, and I laid her back down on the bed. She fell asleep almost immediately. I just stayed there and watched her for the longest time.

A few days after I was lying in bed early in the morning, as Buttercup was slowly recovering. It made me more nervous about her safety. I heard a knock at my door. The noise startled Buttercup awake. She gasped when she heard the banging.

"Don't worry," I said, and caressed her cheek. She lay back down as I left the room and locked the door behind me.

It was one of my brothers on the other side. "Hey, what's going on, Butch?" Brick asked me. "Why are you protecting her?"

"I don't know," I said. "When I saw her there so helpless, something... I don't know. I just couldn't let Mojo kill her. That's all."

"You better be careful, or Mojo just might kill you."

"I'll take my chances," I said and unlocked the door and went back in.

Buttercup was awake and staring at me. "You never really answered the question."

I came up to her and sat down next to her. "What question?"

"Why did you save me when Mojo could have just killed me?"

"I don't know," I said, looking away from her. "I just couldn't."

She put her hands on either side of my face and forced me to look at her. "I know," she said. She leaned towards me and pressed her lips on mine. Damn! She tasted good.

She surprised me, and I broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes with a stunned look in my eyes. "Why did you do that?" I asked her.

"Because you wanted me to," she said and kissed me again.

This time I just couldn't control myself. I wanted her like I never wanted anything in my life. I lowered her onto the bed, kissing her fiercely. She didn't once protest. If she had I would have stopped. I looked into her eyes and saw no fear. I should have. We were enemies. All I saw was a look of hunger that matched my own. I took off my shirt and stared into her eyes. Her hands glided down my chest, making me want her more.

I hovered over her and took off the shirt I had given her. Still she did not protest. Instead she wrapped her arms around me and touched her lips to mine. She opened her mouth and glided her tongue over mine.

I reached my hands around to her back and undid the clasp on her bra strap. I broke off our kiss for an instant to remove it completely. She was so beautiful lying against the pillows. She slowed her breathing as she inched down her panties. She kicked them off and lay there, spreading her legs just slightly.

"Now, you see me," she said, just above a whisper. "Now, I want to see you."

How could I say no to a request such as that? I stood up and removed my pants and boxers. She stared at me with a certain amount of animal lust in her eyes.

I crawled back onto the bed and went for her lips again. I worked my way down to her neck, gliding my tongue up and down. She moaned softly and my hands found their way to her breasts. She continued to moan as my tongue found its way down to her left breast. I couldn't help myself. I just had to have a taste. Her hands found their way to the back of my head, her fingers running through my hair. God, she was making me crazy.

"Do you want me?" she whispered in my ear.

I looked her in the eyes and said, "Hell, yeah," I said.

"Then take it," she whispered.

I couldn't believe she was letting me do this. Why? A few days earlier I tried to kill her in a fight. Now, she was letting me make love to her? No, this was just sex. That's what I told myself.

She spread her legs, and I felt her and realized how wet she was. Did I do this to her? I must of? Why was I questioning it? Here I was with a hot naked girl in my bed. Why did I care? She wanted it, and I wanted it, too. I entered her, eager to be inside her. I heard her scream out. Was it pain or was she really enjoying this?

"Hey, did I hurt you?" I asked her.

"No, not really," she said, but screamed out again as I thrust inside her a second time .

I looked upon her face to see a few tears. "Are you in pain?"

She shook her head. "No," she said breathless. "I just never done this before."


She pressed her lips on mine. I lost all good sense after that and continued to thrust inside her. She continued to scream out and her body started to shake. I held her arms down and continued with my rhythm.

The pain she felt must have subsided, because she wore a smile on her face as she reached her climax. I finally released myself inside her and collapsed on top of her.

Our bodies were still hot and sweaty as I pulled out of her. I lay next to her and noticed a patch of blood on the sheet. That's when I realized she was telling the truth.

"Buttercup," I said, looking into her eyes. "You're really a virgin?"

"Not anymore," she said, and leaned over and kissed me.

"Why?" I asked. "You could have said no."

"I wanted to," she said. "And I wanted to with you. Do you regret being with me?"

"Hell no," I said and lifted up my head and kissed her again.

By the next day she was able to stand. I still couldn't get the bracelet off of her, but that didn't seem to matter. I brought some dinner for both of us. Chinese take-out, since no one wanted to cook that day.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I brought you a little bit of everything."

"Thanks," she said and dipped a steamed dumpling and took a bite. "It's good."

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"I'm fine," she said. "I just wish I could get this stupid thing off."

"I'll find a way," I said. She took a few bits of the rice and washed it down with some juice. "So, what do you want to do now?" she asked me.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

A knock came to my door. Buttercup jumped. She was startled by the noise. I went over to the door and opened it. It was Brick again.

"What?" I snapped at him.

You better get her out of here, and I mean tonight. Mojo's on the warpath, and she's an easy target. Look, I did something for you, and you're going to owe me big time." Brick handed me a piece of paper.

"What's this?"

"This is the code to unlock that device. So I suggest you use it, and get her out of here."

"Don't worry, I will," I said. "Where's Mojo?'

"He's not back yet, so you better make it fast."

I closed the door and looked back over at Buttercup. She still had my T-shirt on, and she looked over at me. I sat down next to her. I took her arm, the one that held the bracelet.

"What are you doing?" she asked me.

I punched in the code and the thing fell off. There was a surge of power radiating from her. She looked as though she wanted to knock me through the wall. She stood up and gave me an intense look.

"Buttercup, don't," I said. "I promised to get you out of here, and I will."

She came towards me and grabbed me, kissing me hard. I started to feel up her T-shirt as she kissed me down my neck and behind my ear. Damn. Was this what she was like with her powers? No, I couldn't do this now. I had to get her to safety.

"Buttercup," I said, almost breathless. "We have to stop."

"Why?" she asked and continued to kissed me. "Don't you want me anymore?"

"Yeah, I want you, but I have to get you out of here. Mojo is on his way back, and he not in a good mood. He'll kill you."

She stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes. "Then why don't you hand me over to him?"

"Because I don't want him to hurt you," I said. "Now, come on." I took her hand and let her out of the room.

Brick and Boomer were in the living room, so I led her down the secret exit. With her having her powers back I flew with her up high into the clouds, until we were out of sight. It was dark out we flew down towards her home.

"So what happens now?" she asked. She looked sad as I saw her eyes drop.

"I don't know," I said and cupped her face in my hands and kissed her. We wrapped ourselves around each other for what felt like eternity, until we had no choice to break apart.

She was silent as she walked towards her house. She looked back a few times, and I swear I saw tears in her eyes. That was when my whole world changed.

End of Flashback...

After that day they were no longer enemies. They were something completely different, but Butch wasn't sure what it was, not until Buttercup had disappeared. Every fiber of his being ached for her, but he had to finish this job. When it was over he vowed he would find her.

He returned to Mojo's lair that day, wanting to get a few hours' sleep before heading to do the job. No one was there when he got back. He went into his bedroom and lay down. After all this time he could still feel her presence in the room with him, his room.

He woke up and few hours later and sat up in his bed. He picked up the phone and dialed Buttercup's cellphone.

"Hello?" he heard her voice over the phone.

"Buttercup?" he said urgently. "Baby, where are you?"

She didn't say anything, but he could hear her breathing.

"Please, just talk to me," Butch said, his voice was pleading. "I promise this is all going to be over soon. Just tell me you're okay. Please."

He could tell she was crying. Faint sounds of weeping could be heard.

"It's gonna be okay. Please, just say something. I miss you so much. I miss holding you and kissing you. I miss that funny little laugh of yours. I even miss the way you'd drop kick when I made you mad. So, please, just say something."

He heard the line go dead. He thought that at least she answered the phone. She was okay, for now. That's what he rationalized.

He looked at his clock. It was almost seven. He had to go and get this over with. He gathered his supplies and took off. He knew Him would be watching, and he had to make this look good. He arrived at the Mayor's mansion at exactly seven. Mojo had tapped into the surveillance weeks ago. He sneaked in through an unlocked window, the only one he knew of. He remembered from the last time he broke into the Mayor's mansion. He vowed this would be the last time he'd do this.

The Mayor was in his parlor having a cup of tea when Butch walked in. The Mayor looked surprised at seeing him, especially when Butch pointed the gun at him and fired. He heard to loud bang which stunned him for a moment.

He approached and looked directly where he knew the camera was. "It's done," he said.

He picked up the Mayor's bloody body and carried it out. He ducked down a nearby alley and set him down.

"Mister Mayor," Butch said. He slapped his face lightly. "Hey."

"I'm fine," the Mayor said. "Now, stop slapping me."

"Then stop yelling," Butch demanded. "You're supposed to be dead. Remember?"

"I look pretty good for a dead guy," the Mayor said. Butch just shook his head and saw Chief Manor approached.

"Mister Mayor," he said. "Are you alright?"

"I'm alright," the Mayor said.

"Good, now let's get you to the safe house." Chief Manor looked over at Butch. "Good job, kid."

Butch just took to the sky and disappeared within minutes.

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Butch, Buttercup, Drama, Fan Fiction, Powerpuff Girls, Romance

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author avatar Allison Jae
I am 41 year old writer. I write stories in almost every genre. Chidren's, teen and adult stories. I also write poetry too.

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14th May 2013 (#)

Very powerful. Keep up the work my friend, we need more writers like you. I'll continue to follow your writings as you do the same for me. Thanks

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