The Trouble with Love Potions
Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Galactik Football and I make no money from this fanfiction.
It had started as part of a joke- well no, not quite- it had started as a result of a rash bout of wishful thinking on his part. It just seemed so easy, like such a neat and happy solution to all his romantic woes; he'd never intended for it to turn out like this.
He hadn't really been intending to use it at all- even he (who was slightly prone to doing things without thinking them through) knew that it was highly unethical to do such a thing- he also knew that he couldn't leave the shop without buying it.
They'd only been on the Shadows Archipelago for a 'friendly' match (you didn't tend to go there for voluntarily- it was hardly holiday destination material) but there'd been some issue with the ship (he didn't know exactly what, he never paid attention to these things) and they'd had to stay there for an extra day whilst it was being fixed.
So they'd gone wandering and somehow he and D'jok had stumbled across a strange pokey little shop that they had to dare each other to enter- because, quite honestly, it looked dark and musty and not altogether wholesome.
It had been there he'd stumbled across it- the love potion- the thing that started all of the trouble that was to follow. He'd picked it up as soon as he saw the label on the shelf, he'd been thinking about Yuki all too much recently and, however momentarily, he'd wanted a quick fix- something to ensure that he wouldn't end up getting rejected again. But it was ridiculous of course, who had ever heard of such a thing as a real life love potion, it was surely just a rip off and, knowing the Shadows, probably poisonous to humans.
But the bottle was still in hand.
"What have you got there?" D'jok asked, bounding over.
"A love potion," he said, injecting a snigger into his voice.
D'jok laughed. "You aren't seriously thinking about getting that are you?"
"No, of course not- I just thought it'd be funny." He shrugged nonchalantly.
"I suppose we could see if it actually works- we could test it on Clamp," D'jok joked.
Micro-ice checked the price tag- it was actually relatively cheap- yet more evidence that it couldn't be the genuine article. Figuring he didn't have much to lose, he went ahead and bought the damn thing- chucking it in the inner zipped pocket of his suitcase so that he wouldn't have to explain it to his teammates (especially not Yuki).
And somehow he'd just forgotten about it- he'd unpacked the rest of the contents of his case, when they'd finally gotten back to Akillian, and then put it underneath his bed- out of sight and out of mind.
It was months later when it finally re-emerged from under there- and it was in the most accidental way possible.
It still baffled him that such a small mistake could have caused so much pain. His mistake had been buying it in the first place- but it was Rocket's fault that anyone had actually ended up taking it.
They'd decided to have a party- a small gathering of close friends (but definitely not family members) and it had gotten slightly out of hand (even Sinedd had ended up showing up for some strange reason- although he was promptly thrown out) and they'd slightly underestimated the demand for booze.
And then Rocket had asked- innocently enough where everyone's personal stashes were (not all of them had one- but he did) and he had told him that it was kept under the bed- not thinking for a moment that there was anything else under there that Rocket might conceivably mistake for alcohol.
And it had ended up getting mixed up with the punch- he hadn't known that at the time, otherwise there could have been a chance to stop what was about to happen, he was left to discover it afterwards- the empty bottle that explained why everyone was suddenly acting so strangely. He didn't know when it had been added either (the thought that there were a bunch of strangers who were wandering round affected had crossed his mind more times than he would have liked to admit).
Later that night, when everyone else had gone, they'd all sat down in a circle (with the perfectly innocent looking bowl of punch just sitting there in the middle) playing truth or dare- but mostly just drinking.
And then they'd fallen asleep…little knowing that in the morning everything would be different.
Okay, so I had the idea for this fic for a while (as in, before the start of Season 3) and I didn't really want to write it at that moment just because I couldn't really face writing a multi-chaptered fic at that time…then Season 3 happened and the fic kind of changed in my head because of the stuff that was happening in that and so now I'm finally getting around to starting on it (because this fandom needs to be way more active than it is right now). And yeah, I know the love potion plot is kind of clichéd but hopefully it should be fun and it's not something that we've really had in this fandom anyways. Also, the next chapter should be more interesting because this was just a prologue to kind of get the set up going. So, review please!
