A/N: Manufactured chaos caught a goof. It's "all over 2A" for the quadratic formula. I have gone back and corrected. Thank you!

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"Charlie, is Willy coming for dinner?"

Charlie looked at his father as he set the table. He remembered Wonka agreeing to come. "I think so."

"Better set a place for him too, then. We have enough food."

Charlie flashed a smile and continued laying down the silverware and plates. Wonka was late, and Charlie wondered if he would come at all.

Gliding into the small house fifteen minutes late was Willy Wonka. He was greeted with exceptional kindness, but Charlie could tell that he was nervous beyond all reason. He sat down stiffly, and as the Buckets continued to eat and make conversation, Wonka barely ate anything, mostly just poking at the food on his plate, and remained extremely quiet. Charlie found himself staring at him from across the table. When Wonka glanced up at him, they both turned their gazes back to their plates with ultimate speed.

"So, Mr. Wonka, what have you been up to these past several days?" Mrs. Bucket asked kindly. "I hope those Oompa Loompas of yours have been giving you proper meals."

"Oh, yes they have," Wonka said with a grin.

Mask, Charlie thought.

"Charlie's told us you've been working on several new ideas," Mr. Bucket chimed.

Wonka's eyes flickered in Charlie's direction, but returned to look at Mr. Bucket. "Nothing has been working out lately. It's all quite complicated."

Charlie did not have to be a genius to know that the words were spoken about the current circumstances between him and Wonka.

Wonka lifted his fork and Charlie noticed that his hand was shaking to some extent. Without thinking of the consequences, he placed his hand on Wonka's knee beneath the table to try and comfort him. Wonka at once jumped significantly from the unexpected touch, and his fork went flying backwards. Everyone stopped eating and stared at him. Charlie cursed under his breath. Wonka's face flushed red from embarrassment. A wide smile crept onto his face and he laughed a little.

"Just a draft or something," he said in a slightly high-pitched voice.

The smile quickly vanished from his face when everyone returned to eating.

Wonka avoided Charlie's eyes for the rest of the night and kept his legs out of reach from the boy.

Side by side, without a word spoken between them, Wonka and Charlie made the long walk to get to their quarters. They reached Charlie's room first. They stood still outside of the door, both of them looking at the floor.

"Well, good night," Wonka spoke gently.

He made a move to leave, but Charlie caught his gloved hand in his.

"Come in and have a drink. Maybe we can talk about all of this and make sense of it," Charlie said daringly.

His eyes dove into Wonka's enlarged lilac ones, trying to coax the man inside.

"Oh, well……..I really should get some paper work done ton-"

"Please?"

Charlie waited patiently for an answer. He watched as Wonka seemed to be having an argument within his head. The chocolatier finally sighed and grinned slightly.

"Sure," he whispered, almost inaudible.

Charlie had to turn away to hide the enormous smile now plastered on his face. He took out his key and unlocked the door, stepping aside to let Wonka pass in first. He closed the door behind them and offered Wonka a chair in the spacious study room. Wonka sat, body rigid and defensive, eyeing Charlie with suspicion.

Charlie poured two glasses of the factory's finest wine. He was aware of the fact that by law he was too young to be drinking something containing alcohol, but this was a special occasion.

Wonka took the glass Charlie offered him and thanked him. Charlie sat down in the chair opposite of him and sipped the wine as Wonka did.

"Quite the delicious drink, isn't it?" Wonka asked quietly.

"It's great."

The pale man's face was lit up by the fire burning in the fireplace beside them. He stared at Charlie, a slight smirk on his face, as he waited for Charlie to begin.

"I know things have been sort of…….weird between us lately. I know it's because of what happened in the elevator and then the Nut Room, but……." Charlie paused and Wonka waited silently for him. "I have to admit something. I planned the latter of those two." A rush of uneasiness rolled over him as he began to confess to the object of his puzzling feelings. "I wanted to…….I wanted to feel you again, to touch you, so I planned myself falling into the garbage chute in hopes that you would pull me back. You see, these sudden emotions have been forming, and they've been forming for you. Every time that I see you I just want to-"

He stopped immediately, realizing that he was about to admit too much. He even noticed Wonka's cheeks become red again before the man lowered his head to stare at his lap.

Gathering himself, Charlie continued. "I don't understand it all either. I've never felt like this. It's scaring me too. I'm sorry if I came on a bit to forcefully and too much. I can't tell if this is just obsession or something else."

He was not saying anymore. He did not know what else to say. It was now Wonka's turn.

Wonka lifted his head and took a drink. Their eyes met and Charlie had another one of his impure thoughts. He imagined himself sliding that maroon coat off of Wonka's shoulders. He saw himself devouring Wonka's exposed neck with his lips and tongue, the older man making soft noises of ecstasy and shuddering from the pleasantness of the touch.

"I think we should avoid each other for awhile," Wonka finally said, snapping Charlie awake from his thoughts.

"What? Why?" Charlie felt as if it was a death sentence. He had at last been able to make contact with the chocolatier, and now he wanted to disappear again.

"It would be best. You need to sort all of this out…….perhaps you're eating too many of those dog-gone cocoa beans?" he joked with a slight laugh.

"No, I stopped eating chocolate a week ago."

"Oh." Wonka's faint smile was gone. "Well, if that's all then, I'll just…….I'll be going."

He stood up as he set his glass down on the table between the chairs. Charlie set his down also and walked him to the door. When they reached it, they paused. Wonka looked as if he was about to say something, but his eyes widened and he shut his mouth, deciding against it.

Charlie spoke instead. "I want to be near you. I have to be near you." He felt incredibly foolish in front of this man. It was becoming a reoccurring feeling.

"Charlie………" Wonka shook his head. "I really must be going."

"Just…….before you go……..can I kiss you?" Charlie whispered the last four words.

Wonka swallowed and a stunned expression covered his face. He hated to admit it to himself, but he believed that he too was having feelings of more than friendliness towards his young apprentice. He wanted to answer Charlie's question with a "Yes," but he was not sure that he could handle it and was beyond a doubt that it would be wrong.

"Please, Willy. Can I kiss you?" Charlie whispered again.

Throwing all of his defenses out of the window, Wonka slowly nodded and Charlie could barely hear him as he softly murmured, "Yes."

Charlie almost collapsed to the floor. Was he mistaken? Did Wonka just give him permission? He tested him, moving so close to the candy man that he could feel his body brushing his and the warmth from the older man. Wonka let out a shaky sigh, preparing himself for what was coming.

Charlie was a couple of inches shorter than Wonka. He gripped Wonka's shoulders to balance himself as he lifted himself up with his toes. Wonka hesitantly placed his hands on Charlie's waist to make sure Charlie was secure. Tilting his head slightly and gazing into Wonka's enlarged eyes one more time, Charlie lightly caressed Wonka's lips with his own. A tiny whimper came from Wonka and the man closed his eyes. The first contact was brief, allowing the feeling to sink in. Determining that Wonka was comfortable, at least as comfortable as he would allow himself, Charlie again pressed his lips to Wonka's with more force. It was Charlie's first ever kiss, and he could not be happier with how it was. The man's lips were incredibly smooth and tasted of the sweetest sugar. Charlie became greedier, placing his lips against Wonka's aggressively and somewhat possessively. Wonka quaked against him, openly allowing the boy to devour his mouth with a long tongue. Charlie could feel himself getting hot from letting his tongue run over Wonka's perfect teeth and even playing with Wonka's tongue. Wonka moaned and slid a hand from Charlie's waist up his back, bringing him closer. Charlie's hands moved to rest on Wonka's chest. They shared breath for several minutes, a simple kiss turning into a hungry and perhaps loving kiss.

But suddenly Wonka pulled away and pushed Charlie back. They both breathed heavily and Charlie gazed upon him to find his eyes fraught with vulnerability, regret, and astonishment. This was the second time Charlie got to see truly into Wonka.

"Oh my goodness," Wonka breathed. "Oh no. What have I done?" he whispered. "I have to go."

Charlie stepped away quickly as Wonka raced out the door and down the hallway. Charlie closed the door and returned back to his chair, completely numb from what just happened. Instead of drinking from his glass, he drained the rest of the wine from the chocolatier's.

"I pushed too much," Charlie whispered.

Down the hallway and inside the room beyond the purple double doors, Willy Wonka was leaning against them for support. He shook tremendously, his eyes closed, as he tried to erase what had happened from his mind.

Review Corner Time

The-Serious-Padfoot - -gives you air- Breathe:) Enjoy!

Raehli – Confused Wonka is always a good Wonka, isn't he? LOL. Thank you for saying I do a great job with his character. It's something I'm always afraid I'll miss.

Tanith Lilitu - :D I'm glad you think so, and glad your enjoying some yummy slash. ;)

Depp fan – He did do a fantastic job as Wonka –Oscar Nomination anyone?- Thank you for reading my story! I appreciate very much!

Backupsystem - :D They'll both make it better "all in good time" ;)

TanithLilitu –Yes, "poor confuzzled Willy". :D Was the kiss direct enough involvement:D

Manufactured chaos – Yes, you caught me. Stupid me. It is 2A. :D I was on a roll, that's how chapter five got up so fast. ;) A sane Wonka? That would be something different. LOL. But really who is all that sane:D

VeganHippie – Thank you! Glad to hear that my work is described as brilliant. Makes me warm and fuzzy.

Sapphire Artemis – I keep getting surprised at how many people tell me it's in character………but I don't get tired of hearing it! ;) Charlie being 16 was probably the easiest decisions I've made with this story. It just seems to all fit together if he's older. And I promise more smut is on the way. ;) Thank you for adding me to both of your lists!

The Velvet Ghost – Your absence was noted. :D Thank you for reviewing! So happy to hear you're loving it. I shall write more! (sometime ;)

Notorious George Weasley – Thank you thank you thank you! What do you mean who's on top? (don't look at me weird if that's a stupid question. LOL) And I hope this kiss did melt ya. :D And congrats! You were my 60th reviewer!

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