Title: Love Potion #9-Part 3-"Complications"
Pairing: House/Chase
Rating: R
Summary: Though Chase discontinues the potion he still is the center of everyone's attention. And it's getting worse!

A/N- I wrote this for "quote inspired". The quote used was "You cannot create fate, cause then it's not fate, it's voodoo!"- From Everybody Loves Raymond
Disclaimer: I own nothing House related. Kyle is based on a real psychic I knew who worked in the cafe in the West Village. He didn't (to my knowledge) have any love potion #9.
Leah is based on an actual person I met who tried to do the same thing to me that she does to Chase in this story :)

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Sometime during the night they had managed to stumble into Chase's bedroom, and they were comfortably entangled when Chase woke up.

House was already awake and was watching him sleep.

"Hey." Chase stretched and smiled at House.

"Hey," House smiled back.

Chase still found that as disturbing as it was wonderful.

"So, last night? It wasn't a dream?"

House shook his head. "No, it wasn't. Do you feel okay?"

Chase couldn't hold back his own smile.

"I feel wonderful"

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Chase went to work -this time NOT putting on any of the potion. Foreman and Cameron were still flirting with him. Neither of them mentioned House or asked what had happened after they left.

As the day went on, Chase became increasingly uncomfortable.

It seemed that instead of the potion weakening (he hadn't used it all that morning, after all) it seemed to be getting stronger.

After almost having his clothes ripped off by an eighty year old woman he was examining in the clinic, Chase once again called Kyle.

"Kyle, why haven't you answered me? Things have gone insane here! Never mind, don't bother calling me back. I'm coming to see you tonight!"

***

When Chase arrived at the Christopher St. PATH station he called Kyle to let him know he was on his way.

An hour later:

"Hey, Robbie!" Kyle greeted him. "What took you so long? You called me from the PATH station, didn't you?"

Chase collapsed in the chair next to Kyle's. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was tousled. His jacket was half opened, and his scarf was twisted in a bizarre way.

He just nodded yes.

"Why did it take you so long? The PATH train is about a block and a half away from here."

Chase looked at Kyle in disbelief.

"Kyle," he said in as calm a voice as he could, "Do you not notice that I seem a bit,-disheveled?"

Kyle blinked at him. "Oh, shit, Robbie! What the hell happened?"

Kyle signaled to the waiter to bring Chase some water and Chase gulped it down gratefully before speaking.

"I-was mauled on the way here. Several times. Mauled, Kyle. It was horrible! People were groping me, and trying to take my clothes off! I passed the transvestite bar on the corner and one of the ladies grabbed me and started dancing with me!"

Kyle had to bite back a laugh at that image.

Chase caught it and yelled at him. "It wasn't funny! She spun me around, lifted me off the goddamn ground! I thought I was going to throw up from the motion!"

Kyle couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Chase being spun in the air by one of the transvestites at the bar.

"Why'd you go to that bar, anyway?"

"I didn't go there, you idiot! I was walking by and they were standing outside. Smoking, I guess. Even if the freezing cold people stand outside and smoke. You could hear the music playing through the door."

"Ah." Kyle covered his mouth to keep from laughing again. Looking out the window he said, "Don't look now, but I think you have a bit of a fan club."

Chase turned around and saw a few of the transvestites from the bar had followed him. Including the very tall, very big one that had been dancing with him.

Chase nodded half heartedly at them, hoping desperately that none of them came in.

Unfortunately, they all did.

"Hi, sweetness," said the dancer.

"Hey, Leah," Chase said, weakly.

"Leah? You know her name?" Kyle laughed in earnest at that.

"Yes, I know her name, alright? Shut up. She asked mine, and I thought it'd be rude if I didn't ask hers."

"Robbie," Kyle was practically hysterical at this point, "only you would worry about being rude to someone who literally picked you up off the street and started spinning you around."

"You know, Kyle. I may not be able to take on Leah over there, but I'm pretty sure I'd have no trouble with you. So, you'd better get serious really fast, ok?"

"Damn, Robbie's getting all tough! I like it," Kyle grinned, but he looked a little worried.

"So, what's the problem?"

"WHAT'S THE PROBLEM? LOOK AROUND, LOOK AT ME! HOW CAN YOU ASK WHAT THE PROBLEM IS?"

"Ok, ok," Kyle said soothingly, trying to calm Chase down.

"Tell me what's been going on."

Chase told him everything, ending by saying "I don't understand what's happening. You told me that this would make me attractive to House, which it has. But all this other attention I've been getting has been insane!" Chase exclaimed, blocking out of his mind how he'd enjoyed Cuddy, Foreman, Cameron and Wilson's attention to a certain degree.

"What went wrong? And why is it getting stronger instead of weaker when I haven't used it at all today?"

"Well, Robbie" Kyle began, fixing his gaze at some point above Chase's head. "Actually"-

"Actually what, Kyle? Actually what?" Chase's face got red and his voice started shaking. "Actually what? You didn't tell me the whole truth about this potion and its effects did you?"

"Well, you see-" Kyle took a deep breath and spoke very quickly. "You see, I think that guy you like is an ass, and I didn't like the way he treated you in the past. So I thought I'd give you this potion and you'd meet other people who'd like you and you'd forget about House." He glanced sheepishly at Chase. "I figured any of them would have to be better than House."

"Oh my God, I don't fucking believe you!" Chase yelled. "First of all, who the hell are you to decide who I should go out with or not go out with? It's my life, so it's my choice! Secondly, don't you think you should have let me know what could happen if I used this stuff? I had people accosting me all over the place. Even straight men-and lesbians! Dogs were even starting to follow me down the street! And, why didn't you return my calls? You could hear I was getting desperate! Maybe it was time to tell me to lay off instead of just cutting back how much I used!"

Kyle looked somewhat ashamed (though not enough for Chase's satisfaction) and also perplexed.

"I knew that other people would like you, yes. I told you that. And when you first called me I thought you were just mildly freaking out at the attention but would get used to it. He saw Chase blush."You did get used to it, didn't you? At least somewhat?"

"Shut up, Kyle! Just-continue!"

"I didn't think it would get stronger even after you cut back on the amount you used. I would never have expected it to affect everyone around you the way it has." Kyle paused and looked at Chase. He reached out and touched Chase's bottom lip. "You do have beautiful lips, Robbie."

"That's right. He sure does!" Leah said from across the room.

"Thanks, Leah." Chase said. To Kyle he said," Would you knock it off? Focus, please?"

"But really, you do have beautiful lips. And such soft skin," he started stroking Chase's face with his thumb.

Chase batted his hand away.

"Kyle, I swear if you don't focus I'm gonna hit you!"

Kyle shook his head. "Sorry! That is powerful! Ok, let me look at your palm."

Chase gave Kyle his palm. He took one look at it and said, "Aha! I know what it is! Your love line has come back! The potion is interacting with that, and that's why you're getting accosted on the street. Sorry, Leah!" Kyle hastened to add. He really didn't want to get on Leah's bad side.

"Well, what can I do? I can't go another day like this!" Chase moaned.

"Alright, alright. Don't panic!"

"What do you mean, don't panic? How can I not panic when you're obviously panicking?"

"I'm not panicking"! Kyle shrieked.

"Then you're doing a damn fine imitation of it! Don't you know what the hell you're doing? Oh my God, you don't, do you?"

"Yes, yes I do. I just have to-make a phone call."

Kyle went to make the call before Chase had a chance to grill him further about it.

*********

When Kyle returned he looked much more visibly relaxed.

He let out a sigh of relief as he sat back down.

"Ok, don't worry. This is fixable. You just have to drink this concoction I'm going to give you. It will stop this insane reaction to you."

"Will it make House not like me?" Chase frowned at the thought.

"Umm, maybe," Kyle said, hopefully. "Unless you've slept with him already."

Chase smiled.

"Oh, damn! I was hoping you hadn't. Well then, no. It probably won't change the way he feels about you. The others should back off, though."

Chase was surprised to admit to himself that he'd somewhat miss the attention. Still, it was better this way. No more molestations and pickups by people on the street.

Hmm- No! He couldn't allow that to go on.

"Kyle, is there some way we can make this potion so it's kind of a middle ground?"

Kyle laughed. "You are too funny, Robbie! No, I'm sorry; there isn't any way to do that. You see," he lowered his voice conspiratorially; "you really are a very sexy man, all on your own. I shouldn't have given you that particular potion to begin with. It was overkill even before your love line came back."

Chase was flattered and disappointed at the same time.

Kyle reached into his bag and took out herbs and powders. After mixing up the drink at the bar, he gave it to Chase.

"Drink up. Tomorrow your problems will be over. As for tonight, I suggest you let me drive you home."

Chase agreed and then drank what he hoped would be the antidote.

When he left the café he waved goodbye to Leah.
She blew him a kiss.

TBC