TILL THE LAST PETAL FALLS
By Starflower Sakura

DISCLAIMER: Nope, making absolutely no money out of this. Purely for entertainment purposes… again.

To readers/reviewers: I wasn't planning on updating this any time soon because I like to procrastinate but I just got the songs from Wolf and Yuuri's character singles! So therefore, I'm happy, and so I decided to make a quick update! Now if I can only understand what Wolfram-sama and Yuu-chan was singing about then I'll be the happiest person on Earth! –sighs-

Started: Sunday, January 22, 2006
Completed: Monday, July 03, 2006


Till the Last Petal Falls
Chapter 2 – Not Your Date

"I'm sorry, Yuuri-kun! I guess I slipped you the wrong picture!" Elizabeth said, looking extremely apologetic, and distressed.

I sighed, and ran my hand through my hair. This has been going on all day after I pulled Elizabeth to a corner where no one can hear us and showed her the picture. It's not that I don't want to forgive her, but the humiliation that still lingered stopped me from actually forgiving her.

"How can you slip me the wrong picture?" I hissed at her angrily. Of all picture, it just had to be that one, huh? "And why did you even have that picture on you, anyways?"

"Well, it was just in case you really didn't agree. I had to go through with my blackmail, you know," she said a bit haughtily. She even has the nerves to sound arrogant right now! I don't care! I will strangle her!

Before I got to do so, though, she took on that distressed expression again. "I put my picture and yours in a different pocket, and I guess… in my excitement… I took out the wrong one."

"A likely story," I said.

"But it's true!" she cried. "Why would I purposely show him your picture when I want to date him!"

She's got a point there. That doesn't matter much, though, since I'm the one that's still stuck on the date.

"Well, unless we do something, he'll still think I'm going on a date with him," I pouted, my anger fading with a sigh and one more look at Elizabeth's pained expression.

"I'll talk to him! I promise!"

"Good. I don't even know how he can suggest something so ridiculous! We're both guys, for goodness sakes!"

Next to me, Elizabeth gave a slight hum before taking on a thoughtful look. I wonder what she's thinking about. She's usually caught with that soft, thoughtful, almost wistful look on her face when she's alone, but she never gives any hint to what she was thinking about. It almost makes one wonder what goes on through that mind of hers.

Speaking of which, Elizabeth was accepted into the best high school these parts can offer, but she rejected it. I had a small, nagging feeling that it was because I wasn't accepted, though. Our other friend, Murata Ken, is currently attending that school and it wasn't hard to believe that he'll get in being a straight-A student and all.

Actually, Elizabeth and I didn't become his friends until after we were all already in high school. We knew him, but it was because he was in our class, and we never really took the time to speak to one another. As to why he's our friend now was because we saved him from a couple of bullies, and things went from there. He's a very good friend, if not a bit—Ahh… what's the word I'm looking for? Weird? Insane? Ah, whatever. Let's just say he gets a bit embarrassing at times.

"Hello, Shibuya! Elizabeth-chan!"

"Speak of the devil," I muttered to myself as he threw one arm around each of our shoulders.

"So what were you two talking about, hmm?"

"Nothing," I muttered in a huffy manner, crossing my arms and looking the other way.

"Well, Murata-kun, we were just talking about the date I accidentally got Yuuri-kun into with Wolfram-sama."

"Oh?"

"Elizabeth!" I shouted, turning to give her a deadly glare. I know I didn't tell her to keep quiet about the subject, but surely she must have taken a clue!

She turned to me with confused eyes. Okay, so maybe she didn't… How can someone so smart not know that I did not want this information to get out? Ugh… at least it's Muraken instead of some stranger or something.

"So Shibuya! You have a date, huh? And with von Bielefeld too! My, aren't you a lucky guy?" Murata exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

"I do not have a date with that guy!"

"Oh? That's not what Elizabeth-chan said…"

"Well, I wouldn't have a date with him once Elizabeth talks to him! Right, Elizabeth-chan?"

She beamed at me. "Of course, Yuuri-kun!"

I let a satisfactory grin rest on my face. If Elizabeth's on the case, then there's nothing to worry about! Even if he refuses to date her (god forbid since she'll probably take it out on me), Elizabeth will be able to convince that um—Damn! What's his name, again? Von something… Bile?—well, whatever his name is that I'm not going on a date with him!

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"I don't know why you wouldn't want to go on a date with him," Murata said, his grin getting more annoying by the second.

I turned my glare on him. "Don't start again, Murata."

It was just the two of us now since Elizabeth's house (more like mansion) was in a different direction. Somehow, I missed her company already. Probably because Murata wouldn't shut up about the will-be-nonexistent date, and Elizabeth isn't there to distract him with another topic.

"I'm just saying, Shibuya! You'd think that with a guy like him that can get anything he wants he would pick someone less Shibuya and more Elizabeth."

"That's why I'm making Elizabeth talk to him! Once he sees her, then all my troubles will be gone!"

The glint in Murata's eye left me scared as to what he's going to say next. I've known him long enough to know that glint means nothing good. For me, anyways.

"I don't know… Many people, guys and girls alike, have asked him out and every single one got rejected. There must be something about you," Murata ended with a long scrutinizing look at my face.

I pushed him out of the way as my face heated up. Yea, because the others didn't show him a picture of them in a maid's outfit. The pervert.

Murata just laughed and let the topic drop, but I just know he'll bring it up again. He never lets anything that can be used for blackmail or humiliating torture drop. At least not entirely. Am I the only one who's not devious in my group of friends? I sighed.

"So…" Murata started innocently, "Elizabeth said there was a picture involved?"

"MURATA!"

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"I'm home!" I shouted, once I got the door opened.

Taking off my shoes, and throwing my bag into a corner I walked into the kitchen hoping to find a bite to eat.

"Yuu-chan! Welcome home!" my mom greeted as soon as she saw me and pulled me into a hug.

"Okaasan!" I complained as I struggled to get out of her grasp.

"It's 'Mama' Yuu-chan! Mama!"

"Ah, right!" I said, nervously. Changing the topic, I asked, "What's there to eat? I'm starved!"

Before she got a chance to respond, the phone rang and I offered to answer it. Dashing from the kitchen, I picked up the phone, and said a rushed, "Hello, Shibuya residence! How may I help you?"

"It's me, Yuuri-kun."

"Elizabeth-chan?"

"The funniest thing happened when we went our separate ways," she said, and from her tone, I can tell it won't be all that funny. "Ah, you see, I bumped into Wolfram-sama and I had that talk with him like you asked me to."

I grew excited, against my better judgment. "Well? The date's cancelled, right?"

She laughed nervously, and I can already imagine her pushing her hair behind her ear. She does that a bit when she's nervous.

"Let's just say this. I don't think asking me to have a talk with him was your best idea, Yuuri-kun. I told you I can't form coherent sentences around him."

I groaned. Just what was I thinking asking Elizabeth to have a talk with him?

"Sorry, Yuuri-kun. You'd either have to cancel it yourself or go along with it. Good luck and bye!"

She hung up quickly and I put the receiver down slowly. She's right! If I want something done I'd have to do it myself! Although it is curious as to how she's taking the news that the date is still on… it's almost as if… I shook my head. Of course not! What absurdity!

"Yuu-chan! I made you a sandwich," my mom said, poking her head out of the doorway. "It's on the table so eat it whenever you're ready!"

"Thanks, 'kaasan!"

"It's Mama, Yuu-chan!"

I cringed.

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I've walked to school the last couple days, so I've decided to ride my bicycle again today. Besides, I needed to get to school as soon as possible to tell that guy that the date is off! Apparently I've gotten to school just a little bit early since the gates to the school were still closed. I leaned against the gates as I waited for him to get here or the gates to open. Whichever came first.

Right when the custodian came to open the gates, shooting me a surprised look before doing so, a limo approached. At first I believed it to be Elizabeth since she normally comes early, but it turned out to be that guy that I have a date with. Well, it'll soon turn to "had a date with."

Once he's fully out of his limo, I approached him, albeit a bit cautiously.

"Listen here, you," I started. Alright, I'll admit that it's not the most threatening or attention-grabbing thing I could've said, but I'm not good with this stuff. "I'm not going on a date with you! Elizabeth is the one who wants to! I told you that I was just playing messenger! So just get it through your head that there's not going to be a date!"

I breathed heavily as I let all that out. Try saying that really fast and in one breath, it takes a bit out of you.

I felt a tremor run through me as I watched him approach. He had a smirk on his face. This was not good.

In a casual tone that seemed to get me more on edge then anything, he said, "I'm picking you up at one o'clock on Sunday. Be ready. I hate waiting."

With that said, he left me standing there, mouth agape, confused beyond belief, and worst of all, with the knowledge that the date was still on and it was approaching. Fast. In the distance, I could almost swear I see Murata's impish grin.

To be continued…

Yes, Wolfram's looks do make everything so very confusing. Usually, it's the pretty boy that's the uke, but Wolfram's arrogant, possessive personality with the fact that he can fight definitely makes him a better seme personality-wise to Yuuri's happy-go-lucky, optimistic personality. I'm wondering if everyone has gotten far enough to know that Elizabeth is NOT an OC, right? And uh, never mind, it took much longer than intended. –laughs sheepishly-

- Starflower Sakura