A/N: So I recently fell in love with these types of shows and I had to write a fanfic about it. There are no powers and all the characters are normal people. Meaning Mojo Jojo isn't a monkey. The boys are rich and the girls are poor.
This story is based on basically all the Korean dramas I've seen so far; Boys over Flowers, Coffee Prince, and My Lovely Sam Soon. I also throw in some elements of mangas I've read. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any of the dramas this story is based on.
Bubbles walked out to the mail box in front of her small home. She was dressed in her favorite blue pajamas. She didn't worry about anyone seeing her like this. It was a short walk considering they didn't have much of a front yard.
Her blonde pigtails brushed against her back as she absent mindedly shifted through the mail, a couple bills for her dad, some junk mail and…
Her mind paused when she saw the thick envelope. It read, Bullet Private School.
'The envelope is thick. Bad sign. This must be Blossom's acceptance letter,' thought Bubbles as she tucked it away and walked into the house.
"Has it come yet?" Blossom cornered Bubbles upon seeing her return. Her pink eyes shimmered with anticipation.
"Has what come?" Bubbles asked innocently, handing her all the letters except one.
"Bubbles, I've only asked you about it every day for the past week, a letter from Bullet Private School." Blossom answered as she looked through the mail. She sighed in disappointment when she didn't find what she was looking for and handed the rest to her father. "I took the test a month ago. If I don't find out soon, it's going to be too late to go," Blossom complained as she took a seat next to her dad and Buttercup.
Bubbles hid the letter inside the back of her shirt and joined her family at the table. "Why do you want to go so bad? Don't you like going to school with us?"
Blossom was about to answer, but was interrupted by Buttercup bouncing a basketball in the house. She had clearly just finished her morning exercise, her short black hair stuck to her forehead from the sweat. She had heard Bubbles' question. "She only cares about being a churro sergeant. She doesn't care about being with us," Buttercup said while pouring herself a bowl of cereal.
"Neurosurgeon, Buttercup," Blossom corrected. "And I do care about being with you guys. I'm going to a different school, not a different state. I'll still be here with you guys every day."
"But it's not the saaaame," Bubbles whined.
"You're sixteen Bubbles, stop whining. I don't even know if I'm getting in yet." Blossom stood up, getting aggravated by all this talk about a school that hadn't even written her back yet. She walked to the room she shared with her sisters.
Butch's leg poked out of his green silk sheets. Every one of his many pillows had been thrown from his bed. A group of scared looking maids surrounded his bed.
"I'll handle this," Brick said as he walked into Butch's room. He firmly grasped the sheet Butch was sleeping on and yanked it up causing Butch to roll dramatically to the floor.
"What the hell was that for?" Butch yelled.
Brick calmly took some clothes from a maid and threw them at Butch. "Get dressed; mother wants to speak to us." Without waiting for Butch to say anything, Brick quickly left.
The maid who had handed Brick Butch's clothes bowed deeply. "Sorry young master Butch, we have been trying to wake you up for the past half hour."
Butch didn't reply. He stared at the door Brick left through, trying to think of ways to get him back as he undressed. The maids, seeking to avoid Butch's indecency, quickly left the room.
In about ten minutes Butch joined his brothers in the large sitting room. He sat comfortably in his favorite arm chair wearing a button down forest green shirt and black slacks.
Brick looked similar in his red button down shirt and black slacks. Boomer was the only different one, choosing a light blue button down and crisp white slacks.
"What do you think she wants to talk about?" Boomer asked as he rested his chin on his palm.
"I don't know, but I wish she'd hurry up," Butch said as he tapped his foot impatiently.
"Think about it. What's coming up in the next week?" Brick asked his clueless brothers.
As they thought, an older woman entered the room. Her strawberry blond hair was tied in a neat bun at the back of her head. She wore an expensive grey skirt suit and polished black heels. She was what could be described as a timeless beauty.
She looked at the boys with disapproving grey eyes. "Butch, will you stop that tapping?" the woman said sternly as she sat down in a beautiful, yet uncomfortable looking chair.
Butch immediately stopped his foot, switching to a silent tap with his fingers, he just couldn't keep still.
"I hope you all know what this talk is about."
Boomer and Butch looked nervous, but Brick answered before too long.
"Jojo Corporation's 62nd anniversary party."
She smiled warmly at Brick. Boomer had a look of 'Oh yeah.' Butch mumbled 'kiss up' to himself.
"That's right Brick. In five short days some of the post powerful people in world are going to be in our company. You all are not little boys anymore. Sixteen is the age people start to pay attention to you. Don't do anything to embarrass the company and more important our family." She turned her eyes to Boomer. "I want you to behave yourself. You play around too much."
"Mother, you know I'm always on my best behavior." Boomer shot her a huge grin.
Mrs. Jojo rolled her eyes and settled them on Butch. "I want you to be active at the party. Your antisocial behavior isn't good for business."
"Not too active. Absolutely no fighting, please act like the gentleman I raised you to be."
Butch frowned. "Whatever."
She smiled at Brick. "You already know what I'm going to say."
"Make lasting connections. As the future chairman, it's not what you know, but who you know."
She stood up and smiled. "And try to find a nice girl there. You could be meeting your future wife." She left the boys and walked back to her office.
The boys were about to make their way out of the room. Butch pushed Boomer back into his chair. "Make way for the future Chairman." Butch teased.
"Oh, Chairman, I hope I, your humble brother, can win your favor," Boomer joined in on the fun.
"Shut up. You don't know how much pressure this is."
"Yeah, must be real hard being mommy's little favorite."
Brick chose to ignore Butch's comment and went to his room.
Bubbles quietly slipped out of the one bed she shared with her sisters. She walked to the kitchen to get a glass of milk, holding Octi her purple stuffed octopus. She was having trouble sleeping and a warm glass of milk should help. Even though she felt she shouldn't, Bubbles felt guilty about hiding Blossom's letter.
As she reached to open the fridge she noticed the corner of the letter poking out from its hiding place behind the fridge. Bubbles took it out and stared at it as she heat the milk and sat at the table with her warm glass.
"She doesn't have to go to private school to go to a good college," Bubbles said to herself. She took a sip of the milk, letting the calming effects of the drink wash over her. She thought about the recent New Year they celebrated and how much fun she and her sisters have together. Only two weeks until school starts and the second semester of their sophomore year begins. Bubbles couldn't imagine it without Blossom being there.
"That's Blossom's letter, isn't it?" Buttercup asked as she came from their room.
Bubbles turned to see her gently rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She looked down guiltily.
"Yeah, I just don't want her to go. We should all be together."
"You know this is something she really wants," Buttercup said, sitting down next to Bubbles.
"But how can we afford it? Even with a full scholarship, there's still the expensive uniform …and all those rich kids. I'm sure they'll be mean to her."
"This is Blossom we're talking about. She's no weakling. She knows the consequences of her choice. We should let her make that decision on her own."
Bubbles frowned. She was used to getting lectures from Blossom, she must really be wrong if Buttercup is lecturing her.
"Fine, I'll give her the letter tomorrow."
Butch woke up early on Sunday morning ready for a morning workout. He looked out the large window that took up most of his wall. It was nice and cool this morning.
"Young Master Butch, your bag is packed and ready in the car," a maid said from his door.
"I think I'll start my workout with a jog outside today."
"Very well, I'll get an escort for you."
"I think I'm old enough to jog without hurting myself." Butch didn't give the maid time to respond, with a flash he was out the door.
Butch lightly ran down the street. After being in a horrible mood from that talk with his mom, this run was just what he needed. Butch rounded another corner. It was about time he hit the gym.
"Well, look who's out with his personal guard." It was Ace, an old friend turned enemy of his. Butch could recognize that eerie voice from anywhere. He was leaning against a brick wall, a habit that would probably never die for him.
Butch stopped. "What are you doing here? I thought you left town after your family went bankrupt."
"Of course you did. The rich don't pay attention to anyone but themselves."
"What do you want Ace? I thought we agreed to ignore each other's existence."
"There's been something I've wanted to do to you since that day and I just can't pass up my opportunity."
Suddenly three guys appeared out of nowhere, a big slow guy with bright orange hair, a short guy wearing an outdated brown fedora, and a tall slim dude.
Butch prepared himself for a fight. The big guy ran at him, if you could call that running. It was easy for Butch to dodge his grab and kick his feet from under him. The big guy landed with a thud.
The other two came at the same time. The skinny guy was much faster. Butch used his speed to send him flying into the short one.
Ace joined the fight and managed to punch Butch in the gut.
"Hold him down Billy!" Ace yelled. The stumble back was enough time for the big guy to get up and grab him from the back. Butch tried to flip him, but he was far too large. Butch struggled, but couldn't get out of his grasp.
"Helpless are we?" Ace smiled as he walked up to Butch. He pulled back, about to berate him with punches. He almost made contact when he was kicked in the face.
"I don't know what this guy did to make you so mad, but four against one is cowardly." It was a young boy. He couldn't have been older than thirteen, but he kick sent Ace flying.
Ace checked his jaw, it wasn't broken, but there certainly was enough blood to know that it hurt. "Snake, Arturo, get him!"
The boy was even shorter than Arturo, but faster than Snake. He easily knocked out Arturo with two kicks to the head. Snake was out after he flipped him in midair.
"There, now it's even." The boy smiled and turned towards Ace.
Not wanting to be shown up by a child, Butch dropped all his weight onto the floor causing Billy to stumble and trip.
While he had done that, the kid was busy fighting Ace. Ace was a lot better at hand to hand combat than his friends and was giving the kid a real workout.
Butch wasn't having any easier of a time. While Billy was slow and not too good a fighter, as much time as Butch hit him, nothing would knock him out. It wasn't until Butch elbowed him in the face that he finally went down.
As Butch was getting ready to hear the thud of Billy hitting the ground, he heard a scream instead.
He turned to see the boy clutching his shoulder which was bleeding profusely. Butch saw the glint of something silver in Ace's hand and realized it was a knife.
"I would have never thought you'd stoop so low," Butch said as he walked toward Ace.
"He has no right to be in this fight. Maybe this will teach him a lesson." Ace looked down at the boy, who was now on the floor. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the bleeding.
Butch was enraged. He kicked the knife from Ace's hand and in the same motion punched him in the face. Ace fell to the ground after a few more punches, but this didn't stop Butch, he kept hitting until he heard the kid fall to the floor.
"That's right. I need to get him to the hospital," Butch thought. He walked over to the kid and picked him up bridal style. He was surprisingly light. "He must be really poor." The kid had on old sweats that were way too big for him. Butch started running to the nearest hospital; luckily it wasn't too far away.
Butch nudged the boy. "Hey kid, you probably should stay awake."
He opened his eyes and shivered. "Man, it's freezing out here."
"You lost a lot of blood. Just stay awake we'll be at the hospital soon."
The boy lazily looked around. "Wait, are you carrying me?"
Butch looked down at the boy, amazed he could be embarrassed at a time like this. "At least you have enough blood to blush."
-Back at the Utonium home-
Blossom woke up late and followed a delicious smell to the kitchen.
"Breakfast crepes? Bubbles you really out did yourself," Blossom exclaimed as she eagerly sat down.
"I know how much you love crepes," Bubbles said as she placed the hot egg and cheese filled crepe in front of Blossom.
"This looks delicious, but what's the occasion?" Blossom asked already sticking a fork in her meal.
"I guess you can call it a celebration crepe."
"Huh? Celebrating what?"
Bubbles pointed down. Blossom looked, but all she saw was the crepe. She looked under the plate to see a letter. No. The letter.
"It came. It finally came!" Blossom jumped up and hugged Bubbles. She couldn't contain her excitement. She ran and told her dad. It took her another ten minutes of jumping and squealing to calm down. "wait…it's Sunday. How did it come today?" Blossom looked at Bubbles who looked at the floor.
"I guess you can call it an apology crepe too."
"Bubbles, you took Blossom's letter?" asked Professor.
"I just didn't want her to go. Sorry Blossom." Bubbles looked up at Blossom, hoping she would be forgiving. She was surprised to see Blossom right in front of her. Blossom gave her a hug and smiled.
"Going to a different school won't change anything. Just don't hide things like this from me."
Bubbles nodded at Blossom's words.
A/N: That's it for the first chapter. What did you think? For any of you that follow my first story, don't worry I won't abandon it, and to make sure, I won't post another chapter of this until I post one for SSHSL. :D