The Rival

Blossom awoke, feeling the warmth of another in her bed. The leader puff could feel warm hands reaching up under her night shirt and gently press agianst her stomach. Blossom sighed in content, arching her back from the stranger's ministrations. Blossom caught the scent of cinnamon and instantly knew who was behind her. She knew that she should resist, but she couldn't. Thousands of alarms were blaring in her head, reminding her of the wrongness of what was taking place, but she ignored them all when she felt those delicate hands cup her breasts.

"B-Buttercup...." Blossom moaned, reaching back to caress the smooth face of her raven haired sister. "You shouldn't be here. We shouldn't-MMMM!" She had been taken by surprise when Buttercup's hand made it's way to her lower regions and began rubbing that one area that no one but Buttercup had touched. Blossom had had enough. She knew it was wrong but that didn't stop her from turning around....

And staring into the emotionless eyes of Lenny. Before she could even scream he was on top of her, holding her down in a steel grip.

"Your my property. Now and forever," he stated in a cold voice as emotionless as his eyes.

Blossom's eyes were wide with terror. "H-How!?" She stuttered. "Y-Y-Your-"

"Dead?" a small Mona Lisa smile spread on his lips. "You can't killllllllllll...." In a blur he changed, being replaced by Him. The demon sneered. "..something that can't DIE!" He leaned in, dragging his long tongue up her cheek. "You've been very naughty! Naughty indeed!"

Blossom was quivering like a cornered animal. "W-What are y-y-you going to do?"

Him grinned. "Why, PUNISH you of course!"

Blossom bolted upright in her bed. Her body was slick with sweat, and her hair was sticking to her skin. Realizing that it had all been a nightmare, Blossom fell back onto her bed, groaning in frustration. She hadn't had THAT dream in a year. She turned to stare at her alarm clock that she'd forgotten to set. It was nine a.m. and class started in half an hour. For another five minutes she was engrossed with the bitter struggle of whether or not she should get out of bed, knowing she couldn't be late for her first day of college. Getting ready was no problem for her. With the help of her super speed, Blossom was ready in mere seconds but not before she took a nice warm shower.

"That's weird," she thought aloud, staring at the empty bed across the dorm room. It had yet to be touched. "Guess my roommate hasn't shown up yet." She knew she had a roommate but had yet to meet her. Just as she opened the door to leave, Blossom came face to face with a young woman who was poised to enter the room. Pink eyes locked onto emerald eyes as Blossom's jaw nearly hit the floor.

Cute button nose. That snobbish look of superiority. Those long crimson curls. The woman wore tight black lowriders with a white blouse and black stiletto heels. She dropped her designer bag (only the best for her.) and smirked. "Well, hello there, Roomy!" Princess Morebucks teased.


A/N: AHHH!! What could I possibly be thinking!? Well, you'll have to see! Review.