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Dreams of an Absolution	By : DeusExProcella Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 9670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Fear and panic in the air
I want to be free from desolation and despair
And I feel like everything I sow
Is being swept away
Well I refuse to let you go"
Map of the Problematique (Muse "Black Holes and Revelations")

Dreams of an Absolution
Chapter 26
Blossom stalked through the hallways of Townsville Elementary, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't being followed. She wasn't, of course, her distraction would keep the necessary faculty members away long enough. By now, Principal Durry was meeting with Uka-sensei in his classroom. They were taking a big risk, but it was one they needed to take if they expected any results. After a lifetime of deception, Blossom wasn't about to withhold the truth from those who deserved it. She glanced around the corner, her eyes widening. She began shaking until her body fazed out of sight, just as the teacher ran by. Blossom reappeared, rubbing her now stinging wrist.
'That was close...gotta be more careful,' There it was, A11-21. Blossom hovered the rest of the distance, not daring to make even the slightest sound. She hovered as close to the ceiling as she could, just out of the line of sight for the nearest security camera. Thanks to Boomer, though, there shouldn't be anyone watching the screens. Blossom focused on the classroom door, her eyes glowing and her ears perking up.
Inside, the scene was just as she suspected. Principal Durry was furious and Uka-sensei was as sympathetic as she expected: not one iota.
"I can't believe I poured myself out to you like that! How...how drunk was I? Why didn't I recognize you!" she rambled, pacing back and forth. Her normally neat hair was a mess; her hands constantly flew through her blonde locks in a nervous anger. She paused, tugging at her hair as Uka-sensei shrugged.
"Uka is a master of disguise, it is but one of his many powers," he explained. Principal Durry screamed—Blossom was glad the "incident" was keeping everyone's attention—and slammed her hands on his desk.
"You...you manipulative...you...monster...you...you MAN!" Principal Durry screamed again and hit the blackboard. Uka-sensei sighed and glanced up. He could, more than likely, sense Blossom's presence. Blossom shook her head. Things were going fine, she thought. She had anticipated Principal Durry being angry.
"Why? Why would you do this? You don't like this job! You don't need this job! Barthandelus told me about you! You're one of the 'Old Ones' he says! You're a Super-Monster! Why? WHY!" Her voice cracked toward the end. Blossom blinked, surprised to hear tears in Principal Durry's voice. Blossom swallowed and closed her eyes. This was the moment of truth. Everything she had planned so far would be lost if she was wrong about the principal.
"You are most correct, Uka finds this occupation loathsome and irritating. I have no real power, I must bow to the whims of ignorant parents and an even more ignorant administration. No, Uka did not return for the job...he returned to keep watch over her," Principal Durry had stopped pacing. She was now by the window, leaning against it and staring down at the playground. Was she considering jumping? Blossom shook her head, she wasn't that stupid. If she did jump, there were six meta-humans in the area who could catch her. Blossom glanced around again, to ensure she was still hidden.
"You mean Blossom, don't you?" Uka-sensei nodded. His eyebrows had suddenly caught on fire. Principal Durry shuddered and crossed her arms. She refused to look at Uka as he took on his true form. The room grew hotter, the lights drew dimmer.
"She is my world, I could not bear the separation," Aku started toward her, but Principal Durry shook her head. She turned, keeping her eyes closed and walked to the door.
"Why didn't I figure this out from the beginning? It wasn't your plan was it? Is she listening to us now? Where is she?" Aku crossed his arms, gesturing toward the door. Principal Durry peered through the tiny window and stared at Blossom. She hovered in the dark corner of the hallway, arms crossed, an unreadable expression on her face. Principal Durry turned away, finally facing Aku.
"Are you going to kill me if I tell anyone? Why reveal yourself to me?"
"Blossom felt you could be trusted,"
"I'm a woman. Just a plain...regular woman. Why me?"
"There are things about that child that even the mighty Aku fails to comprehend," Principal Durry walked to the window again, lightly touching the cool surface. Blossom cocked her head, wishing, not for the first time, that she could read minds. Principal Durry clenched her fist and rested her head against the glass.
"Your life is not in danger, Durry," Anne Durry looked over her shoulder. Aku was looking at the door. Blossom nodded, narrowing her eyes, "You are free to use this knowledge how you see fit. She...we merely wished for all cards to be pulled upon the counter top," Principal Durry raised an eyebrow while Blossom slapped her forehead. Aku frowned, his eyebrows focusing to sizzling embers.
"I see...I...don't know," Blossom dropped from the air the second the bell rang. She waited until she heard the tell-tale stampede of kids going to their classrooms before she strolled into her own. Uka-sensei greeted her with a nod. She and Principal Durry made eye contact. The animosity from before seemed...gone, somehow. There was something that almost resembled understanding in Anne Durry's eyes.
"Well, I won't keep you, Uka-san..." She stopped in front of Blossom, ignoring the other students piling in around her. Blossom raised an eyebrow, an innocent, confused look on her face. Principal Durry bent over, brushed her hair back, and spoke in a hushed tone—it was a disciplinary tone.
"We'll see how things turn out," was all she said. Blossom nodded, casting Uka-sensei a near unreadable smirk before taking her seat. Uka-sensei returned it and cleared his throat, addressing the classroom.
She hadn't been wrong...
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"Are you sure? Wasn't she like...on your case all the time?" Baku asked, hands stuffed in his pockets as he and Blossom strolled through Townsville National Park. It still wasn't what it used to be...but something Dexter had invented seemed to be speeding the recovery. It almost looked pretty again, Blossom thought.
"She was, but sometimes humans hide their true intentions by emphasizing the opposite. It's what the phrase 'thou dost protest too much' is in reference to," Blossom explained. The two paused near what remained of the infamous Townsville volcano. Blossom glanced at Baku, who had a lazy, sleepy look in his eyes. Smiling, she floated higher, hugging his arm.
"So...you just guessed?" He asked. Blossom rested her head on his shoulder.
"More or less, but I think we both know I was correct," Baku nodded, smiling and kissing the top of Blossom's head.
"Right, right! My little Cherry Blossom is so smart!" Blossom rolled her eyes and giggled. Her gaze locked on his lips. This would be the perfect moment: they were alone, no one could possibly stop them! As she leaned closer, Baku suddenly turned, sniffing the air, "Hey! Hot dogs!" he called, dragging Blossom away.
"Hey! We can get a hot dog later!" She protested, tugging on his arm. It was to no avail, once Aku decided he was hungry, there was little in Heaven and Earth that could stop him. Even Blossom failed to overcome the god's appetite.
"Six! Make it quick too!" Blossom sighed and glared at the hot dog vendor. He nervously prepared six greasy hot dogs, passing them to Baku—who ate each one as it was passed to him. The vendor tried to mouth an apology, but it only infuriated Blossom further. Even miles from home, someone seemed determined to prevent her and Aku from finally expressing the passionate extent of their...of their love!
"Mm! These are fantastic! Way better than anything I ever had before I got here!" The two were now sitting on a bench, watching cars go by. Blossom had her arms crossed still, though her glare was lightening. By the time Baku finally looked at her again, it was gone, replaced by a soft smile. Blossom slipped her mitt into his free hand. Baku, getting the hint, gave it a squeeze as he stuffed his last hot dog into his mouth.
"You know, most girlfriends would get mad at you for not offering her a bite," Baku blinked, swallowing the bite. He chuckled and gave Blossom a wicked leer.
"You buy your own, I have an allowance now," Blossom smirked and shoved him lightly.
"I don't even have an allowance. You should be chivalrous!" Baku laughed and shoved her back.
"You're asking the wrong monster if you want chivalry! That died before I did!" Blossom giggled and tried to push him again. Baku was too strong though, and pulled her into a restrictive hug. Giggling, she kicked her legs and stared into his steaming red eyes. There was a trail of smoke rising up from each eye and his eyebrows had tiny embers dancing in them.
"Careful, Bay...things are getting a little...hot," Baku chuckled, his voice a few octaves lower.
"Maybe I like it better that way?" Their faces were getting closer, Blossom thought! It was going to happen! This was how it happened, it just had to be! What could be more romantic than flirting on a bench, then kissing on a warm, breezy afternoon? A plastic can hit the side of the bench, ruining the moment. Blossom narrowed her eyes, expecting romance in the city in the middle of the day? What had she been thinking?
The culprits, newer members of the Gang Green Gang, all laughed and kicked another can their way. It was no secret, the Gang hated Blossom. It was also no secret that the feeling was mutual. In their defense, it was her fault most of them were orphaned. In her defense, she didn't exactly get a chance to finish the job.
"Get a room, freaks!"
"Yeah, get lost!" The kids laughed again, another can flying their way. Baku snatched this one from the air, incinerating it the second his fingers clasped around it. That was good enough to scare them off, but not before a few more cans came flying their way. Blossom sighed and slipped out of Baku's lap—the moment was gone. Baku climbed to his feet and brushed his pants off.
"I guess we should go to the library..." Blossom grumbled and grabbed her backpack, floating into the air.
"We don't have to meet with Boomer today...but...we could still go to the library," She said, winking. Baku laughed out loud and raised an eyebrow.
"Why in the world would we go to the library if you aren't studying? That's so stupid!" Blossom could feel it, that blinding black fury rising in her heart. Baku must have felt it too because he began to sweat, "Sure! Let's go to the library...I love...books..."And it was gone again. Blossom grinned and took that moment to strike. As she leaned forward to kiss him, a skateboarder crashed into Baku's backpack, which he had dropped when he felt Blossom's power rising. The punk collided with Baku, knocking them both to the ground...and leaving Blossom puckering at empty air.
"Woah, sorry man! My bad!" Baku rubbed his head and glowered, but accepted the skater's offered hand. The two both turned, their hackles rising at the sight of the practically blazing Powerpuff girl. Blossom held her mitt out, her eyes glistening.
"GO!" she demanded. The skater was only too happy to comply. Baku watched him leave, then patted Blossom's head.
"Relax, Cherry Blossom, accidents happen," Blossom glared at him. He only laughed while she hovered down the street, still fuming.
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The Townsville Public Library, a refuge from the hustle and bustle of big city living and the frantic sibling rivalries of the Utonium chateaus. It had long been one of Blossom's most cherished retreats, a place where she could just curl up and wrap herself in silence, drowning in a good book. A place where she could get lost in another world, be it fictional or factual. Now, it stood to be the sight of her greatest triumph, her most glorious moment!
'This is perfect! The library is so quiet, no one will ever be able to disturb us! And no one ever goes to the tax documentation section of the business aisle, it's perfect!' Blossom could barely contain her giggles as she and Baku strolled through the business wing of the library. They reached the corner where the tax documents were kept. Blossom grinned and turned to Baku. To her horror, he had pulled down one of the ledgers and was now reading it like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.
'That book is good but I'm so much better! Why...he hates books!' Blossom was furious. That black fury had never completely left, and now it was rising so quickly, she was afraid she may lose control. What then? Thus far, the only things that had kept her power at bay were her bracelet and this sinking feeling in her stomach—her body reacting to that degree of power? She wasn't sure what the second symptom was, nor did she care. She had a quest, dammit!
"Baku, what are you reading?" Baku flipped to the next page, enthralled.
"Your country's tax law...it's incredible! Why didn't I ever think of something like this? Trickle down economics? Ha, brilliant!" Blossom snarled, her fists trembling. Reaganomics, of all things, stole Aku's attention from her? Blossom flew up to his eye level, half-pouting, half-frothing with homicidal rage.
"Baku...why don't we sit over here? There's no one else around..." Blossom pulled the book down, smiling when she caught Baku's gaze. His green cheeks turned pink, then red as a grin spread across his lips.
"Ah ha! I was wondering what you had planned...so...we're going to study human...culture, are we?" Blossom blushed and grinned, grabbing his hand. As she turned, Baku lightly kissed her head again. The Powerpuff girl shivered, growing more anxious than ever. He knew exactly what she wanted! He knew, he was just teasing her, like he always did.
Blossom couldn't help giggling as the two sat back in one particularly dark corner. She shuddered when her shirt slid up and Baku's hand brushed against her side. His lips touched her neck, her breath caught in her throat. Blossom ran her mitts through his hair; there was a mischievous, knowing glint in his eyes. His lips brushed against her cheek; his hand slid up her shirt, the other cradling her head so...perfectly.
"Baku...don't tease me...please," she whispered. Baku smiled, his lips just inches away from hers.
"I wouldn't dare, Cherry Blossom," This was it!
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!" Baku yelled in surprise, jumping up and landing across from Blossom, his eyes wide and terrified. Blossom slowly looked up, grinding her teeth and barely containing a feral growl building in her throat. It was Traci Kingston, the assistant librarian. She was blushing furiously, but maintaining a stern glare as she approached the two.
"Blossom! I never would have expected to find you back here!" Blossom climbed to her feet, shaking.
"No one ever comes back here! What are you doing snooping around?" Blossom demanded. Traci crossed her arms.
"I work here! What are you doing back-" Traci pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head, "No, no, no, no, no, don't tell me. You know better! There's no canoodling in the library!" Baku hadn't believed it possible for Blossom's face to get redder...but even three feet away he could feel the heat she was giving off.
"We were NOT canoodling!" You interrupted us before we got that far! Blossom thought bitterly. She grabbed Baku and dragged him with her, followed by Traci all the way to the exit. Blossom flashed a dangerous glare over her shoulder, but didn't go back. They had to find somewhere private. The top of a building or an alley or something! She didn't even care about romance anymore, she had been patient! She had taken her time! She had been a good girlfriend! She deserved this kiss, and no one in Heaven or Earth was going to stop her!
"KISS ME!" She shouted, turning around and glaring at Baku, still holding his wrist with all of her might. Baku blinked and laughed sheepishly.
"I keep trying to, you really need to quit attracting trouble," He swallowed and backed away as far as he could when a snarl escaped Blossom's lips. She could feel her eyes burning. Was she going to cry? She felt like crying. Blossom took a step closer, when her backpack began beeping. Blossom dropped Baku's hand and closed her eyes. Her body shook uncontrollably, a scream trying to fight its way free. She took a deep, deep, deep, deep breath and slowly let it out.
Blossom dug around in her backpack and pulled out the communicator Dexter had given her—to make sure she never went off on her own again. Blossom sighed, "What do you need, Buttercup?"
"What's wrong with you?" The annoyance was suddenly replaced by panic, "Are you okay? Is there anything you need?" Blossom groaned and slapped her forehead.
"What I need, you can't give me, Sis,"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Blossom sighed again.
"Nothing, what did you want?" Buttercup huffed. Blossom could hear voices in the background—she must have called during training.
"Dinner is gonna be ready soon, Dad wanted me to tell you to come home," Blossom clenched her fists. So close, she was...she opened her eyes and grinned. Baku glanced around nervously.
"Tell him to set an extra place, Baku is coming home too," Just in time to hear an explosive "WHAT?" Blossom closed her phone, shut it off, and stuffed it back into her backpack. She smiled and giggled, her spirits flying high again.
"Come on, it's time for supper," Baku blinked and started to follow Blossom. After a few blocks, he took the hint and held her hand. As the house came into view, Blossom glanced up at Baku. He looked back at her, confused. He couldn't help smiling, looking in her bright eyes. Blossom grinned and leaned forward suddenly. She missed when Baku came to a halt. He may have avoided running into the side of Ms. Keane's car, but Blossom wasn't so lucky.
"Oh my! Blossom, are you okay? Here, let me help you up, Dear," Blossom wanted to cry. She wanted to scream and cry and pound her fists, it wasn't fair! She deserved this kiss! Why couldn't she get it?
"It's okay, Mom, I wasn't looking," Ms. Keane smiled a bit brighter and walked with the two, crushing Blossom's hope of another kiss attempt before going inside.
"Did you two have a good day?" Baku shrugged, squeezing Blossom's hand.
"My day was alright, I had to talk to a teacher about my conduct," Ms. Keane blinked and the trio paused outside the house.
"What conduct exactly?"
"I was doodling pictures of Blossom all day," That comment made mother and daughter alike blush. Giggling, Ms. Keane led them inside, where Buttercup and Professor Utonium had already assumed their defensive stances. Bubbles sat at the end of the stairs. Octi was nowhere to be found. To Blossom's surprise, she smiled and waved as the two entered. Blossom returned the smile.
"You've been out a while," Buttercup said, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. Blossom and Baku both noticed that she was radiating more power than usual. Blossom gaped at her sister. She wouldn't exceed the Professor's limit to help them fight Sedusa, but she would go that far to try to scare her boyfriend? Blossom's own energy started rising. It met a ceiling much sooner than she liked, but she kept pushing, hoping that maybe if her bracelet sizzled, Buttercup would get the point.
"It's only six, Buttercup," Ms. Keane pointed out, kissing the Professor's cheek. He was sitting in the living room, his pipe in his mouth. Blossom could hear him chewing on the end, grinding it between his teeth.
"You could have called," The Professor said. Buttercup nodded.
"Yeah, called!" Blossom rolled her eyes and dragged Baku toward the stairs. Bubbles moved out of their way.
"...Are you staying for supper?" She asked, cracking the building fury in the hallway. Everyone stared at Bubbles, amazed that she had spoken to Blossom so willingly. Baku shrugged.
"I might, we have a lot of studying to do," Ms. Keane smiled, dragging the Professor into the kitchen.
"Well, we'll set a place for you, just in case, right Bubbles?" Bubbles beamed and nodded.
"Yup!" Buttercup flew over to Bubbles, poking her in the chest.
"What are you talking about! He's a monster!"
"Rawr!" She and Bubbles said simultaneously. Buttercup blushed and Bubbles giggled. Blossom shook her head as the two reached the top of the stairs.
"Your sister seems...awfully accepting," Baku noted. Blossom paused, staring at Octi, who was perched at the top of the stairs. He was staring vapidly at the two, smiling so arrogantly. She shuddered and let the two of them in her room, peeking out at Octi one last time before locking the door.
"I know, I don't know why...but I don't think Octi has anything to do with it," She tapped her chin, pacing around her room. The air had grown hotter, there was a fire crackling nearby.
"You shouldn't think so hard child, you might-" Before Aku could finish chastising her, Blossom lunged at him, grabbing his face with all of her might! Aku gasped, but it was cut off as her lips pressed tightly against his. Her heart felt like it was on fire! Her blood raced, her stomach did back flips! Without wasting another second, Blossom wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer. He needed no more encouragement, wrapping his arm around her tiny body and cradling her head gently with his massive hand.
It wasn't how she imagined...no, somehow it felt even better! Like drinking fire, a searing hot flame that shot through her body and set every nerve aflutter. The tendril sliding across her leg sent cold shots of electricity through her body, the fingers slipping up her shirt made her little body tremble. Blossom pulled her legs up, that wonderful tingling in her middle spreading as the fire caressed her insides.
Blossom moaned, tightening her embrace. Aku growled, low in his throat. Sweat streaked her body, her chilly room suddenly felt sweltering. A sharp knock on the door broke the two apart, gasping for air and staring wide-eyed at each other. Blossom licked her lips, starting forward again. There was another sharp knock. Baku, as flushed and hot as she was, shook his head, gently touching her lips.
"Hey...door..." Blossom nodded, trying to kiss him again. Again, Baku refused, laughing breathlessly and turning her to the door. Blossom swallowed and nodded, trying to cool down. Everything felt so...real, so electric! She stumbled to the door on trembling legs. When she grasped the doorknob, she nearly gasped at the cool sensation. With all of her might, Blossom tried to pull herself together, just long enough to crack the door open.
"What?" She gasped out.
"It's time for supper," Bubbles whispered. Blossom nodded, shutting the door. She heard Bubbles leave and turned to Baku, a bright, blissful smile on her lips. He nodded and took her head, following her from the room.
XxXxX
Liberty Belle gasped, choking on the blood trickling from her lips. Devil Blossom stood over her, as lightning struck overhead. The fallen hero tried to reach for her lasso. Her body was already fading, becoming a glistening white light. Devil Blossom stomped down on her hand.
And every night...I lay awake
The disease was finished, she thought with a giddy grin. After so much fighting, she was finally finished! She looked up at Devil Blossom, her green eyes glowing like miniature suns. She struggled to her knees, holding her chest.
I find the conclusion
Devil Blossom drew her hand back, her arm shifting into a twisted, cruel black blade.
And every night...it just stays the same
The blade rammed through the white figure's chest, spraying the street with blood. Slowly, a puddle of black began to gather at her feet, mixing with the shining white blood. The pale green in her cheeks grew lighter, warmer. Her eyes began to heat up. Now naked, fire consumed her body.
I dream of absolution...
Blossom threw her head back and laughed until tears streamed down her face.
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