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Sorry it took so long for this update, its just that at work we have no internet at the moment, and I do 99 of my writing and updating at work, so not having the internet has been such a burden cries

BUT

raises fist triumphantly Just for THIS I have plugged my mobile phone into the computer and am using it as an internet modem…. BUT its REALLY REALLY REALLY expensive… cries harder

But I must do it

ANYWAYS….

I' back with more, YAY ME claps excitedly

This chapter is a tad longer then the last…. But unfortunately I am one who has always been prone to the 'short chapters' virus…. Sorry, but like I said, updates will be quick, for a while.

Okk, enough of me jabberin on about… nuthin… on wit the story

Chapter 4

"Beauty and the Whimp"

It was long, black and appeared to stretch for miles, and inside it had all the comforts of home, from a bar fridge to a T.V. Yuuri and Murata sat next to each other closest to the door while Wolfram sat on the other side.

Wolfram pressed a button to open the screen to the driver so the Yuuri and Murata could rattle off their street names. Who lived a couple of neighbours hoods apart. The conversation started up with Wolfram possibly taking an offer for a multi-million dollar movie deal. And then shifts to Murata unfairly receiving a B on his last report card when it clearly should have been an A-. The conversation is cut abruptly short when the first stop is reached, and Murata regrettably gets out of the limo and bids them farewell. The limo took off again, and Yuuri watched out the window, as his friend standing on the pavement got further and further away. It was times like this he wished he lived closer to his school. When he was no longer in site, he sat forward once more, to find Wolfram wasn't where he had been, in front of him, instead, he had moved to the seat next to Yuuri.

He paused in his thought of nothing to actually think of something, and that thing being why the hell would someone like Wolfram Bielefelt be acting so friendly with someone as ordinary as him. This was just SO wrong…. But he couldn't help but feel that, it was SO right.

"Soo… err…. My house isn't to far from here… So I guess, Umm, well I had fun, and good luck with …err… stuff… and…" Wolfram smiled and scooted closer.

"No need to cut it so short, my place is still a while away" Wolfram had now even confused himself, his intention was to get the boys attention, and he had certainly achieved that, so why was he…. Why did he want to…. This wasn't like him, he'd never shown such interest in someone before, let alone someone he'd just met.

Besides the original challenge in the situation, Wolfram felt something literally drawing him to the other, he had a feeling, that beyond the relatively plain exterior, was something special…. But if he was asked about it, he would deny it. He would claim the whole escapade, to be 'for kicks'

"Well um, I should probably get home, I mean it's late…. And my parents might worry." He was lying, his parents were away for their anniversary, and wouldn't be back until the next afternoon, and his brother always worked late and went straight to bed. But he hoped that this excuse may stop him from doing anything stupid.

Wolfram pouted innocently.

"I'm beginning to think you don't like me Yuuri" He lies. Yuuri shook his hands wildly in front of his head.

"No, no… it's not that…. I just… I think I should… you know… go home." Yuuri tried to explain himself but to no avail.

Wolfram wanted to end the conversation so that he could find out what it was his mind kept insisting was so special about this one? Was it simply that Wolfram always had a tendency to want what he cannot have, and finally finding someone who wasn't 'into him' was to tempting to miss. However, by now Yuuri wasn't showing any signs of displeasure. In fact…..

Wolfram felt this was the moment to test the boys will power. He sat in closer, so that their thighs were touching, and placed his right hand, on Yuuri's right knee.

"But home is so… boring…" He whispered. Yuuri's entire body tensed. He was trapped between Wolfram and the door. And a large part of him didn't want to escape. Where as, the rest of him was full of confusion. As far as he knew, he was straight. But he assumed that hanging around Murata for so long, had made this seem, somewhat, normal, and that's what really seemed odd.

Yuuri stared into pure emerald green eyes, eyes that one could get lost in for hours before they realised they were even trapped. But the glaze over them was somewhat distracting. But something that was even more distracting was the hand creeping ever so slowly up his thigh, fingers splayed out like a spider. Yuuri glanced down at the apposing appendage, to watch it move up slightly before his gaze was lifted by a finger under his chin. Eye contact was made once more, and Yuuri could see Wolfram grin, a wide toothy grin.

Yuuri's brain began to think logically now, in noticing that the smile wasn't one of passion or lust, but was mischievous. And while he was on that train of thought, he knew he needed to escape.

The car pulled up to the next stop which happened to be Yuuri's house, Wolfram kept a light hold of Yuuri's leg urging him to stay.

"Ok, I-I-I really must go…" he stuttered reaching behind him for the door handle wedged in his back, he opened the door which swung open from the weight on it and he land on the pavement, leaving Wolfram speechless in the car.

Yuuri stood up quickly and brushed off his rear and took hold of the door to close it once more.

"Thankyou for everything…. I had err… fun…. And er.. I guess, next time you play in town Me a Murata will be there…" Wolfram just nodded irritated but stayed silent. Yuuri closed the door and watched the car take off. He kept his eyes on until it rounded the corner and was out of site.

He released a heavy sigh in relief and headed inside. He was happy that it was over!

Or was it….

Wolfram tapped his fingers wildly, fuming. How is it that the boy could resist him? Was it that he had skipped the whole puberty thing, and never received any of hormones that came with it…. No it couldn't be, because Wolfram knew, that at one stage the boy was putty in his hands, but then, it changed and so suddenly. Wolfram wasn't going to give up that easily.

This wasn't over, not by a long shot!

OK!!

DONE!

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Cassie