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OKies… so now we have the FIFTH chapter… of this here ficcie.

This is the fastest ive uploaded any fic …. EVER!

YAY ME!!!

OKies, to those peoples that have realised how bad my spelling and gramma is, I'm working on a beta reader at the moment, but this chapter was beta read by me

So I hope u enjoy

Chapter 5

"Believe it or … not"

"I don't believe you!..." Murata said walking ahead of his friend on their way to school. Yuuri sighed.

"But it's true…" Murata stopped dead in his tracks and faced his friend, and eyebrow raised.

"You expect me to believe that Wolfram was hitting on you… And that he invited you back to his place….. but then you blew him off…. There are a few things in that story that I'm having trouble believing!" Yuuri sighed heavily.

"Look, I know it may seem a little far fetched…" Murata coughed loudly.

"A little?..." Yuuri nodded.

"Ok, so it's really far fetched. But it' true!" He whined.

"You're the one who told me just the other day that I had no chance with him, I think that's the way you 'oh so subtly' put it! And now your trying to tell me that he was coming on to you…" Murata began walking again. "Look Yuuri, your either the worst liar in the world…. Or you're the Luckiest person I've ever met!" Yuuri smiled awkwardly.

"Well I did win the tickets didn't I" Murata looked away in contemplation. "And he was looking at me funny all night. I know you saw that…" Yuuri insisted looking for confirmation.

Murata bit his lip painfully, yes he had seen it, but he wanted to believe it was, his imagination? ….. A joke on Wolfram's part? …. As long as it wasn't real. Because being real meant, it was yet another thing that Murata didn't have. Yuuri had a way of getting everything, he had the luck of a lepracon with a four leafed clover. While Murata was off being bullied, Yuuri was playing the hero. Yuuri was surrounded by friends while Murata often felt like he was the tag along.

And now this….

Yuuri felt a heavily weight fall between them, he had expected that maybe Murata would be jealous, having liked Wolfram for a long time, this 'like', bordering on obsession. But he had never even comprehended that he may be angry.

"I'm sorry…. I didn't… I never…. I just…." Yuuri tried to apologise, but didn't quite know what for. Murata waved his hand lazily for Yuuri to stop.

"It's not your fault, you have nothing to apologise for" Murata insisted trying to sound cheerful. Yuuri smiled.

A bell sounded loudly in the distance, and both boys were pulled out of their current trains of thought. Both broke out in to a sprint towards the school.

"GAH… That had to be… the longest…day… EVER!" Yuuri complained loudly. The day had been really quite painful to sit through, as his teachers kept yelling at him for spacing out every five seconds. Though he'll admit, he did have other things on his mind. Other, far more interesting things.

Both Murata and Yuuri had been ambushed by other students during recess asking how their night with the famous pop star had been, what was he really like? Is he available? Many questions were asked. Though, not all of them could be answered.

"So what are you going to do tonight then?" Murata asked walking slightly behind Yuuri, at a pace that could be considered dawdling. Yuuri turned around and continued his walk backward.

"I'm not sure…. Bum around at home I guess, I have nothing planned." Murata frowned. Holding back the urge to make a snappy, immature comment about his new 'friend' Wolfram Bielefelt.

"What's wrong?" Yuuri asked his friend, expressing concern that was all to common on the boys face, but not always genuine.

"Nothings wrong, I'm fine…. pole" Yuuri frowned in disbelief, taking a step to his left to avoid a telephone pole he would have backed into.

"I'm seriously fine, I've just got stuff on my mind." Ken answered his friend with little emotion.

"Stuff… like?" Yuuri urged him to continue. Murata's head shifted slightly and the sun bounced off his glasses, the glare preventing Yuuri from making any positive decisions about the other boys feelings.

"It's not important, just worrying about my marks. I need to lift them before exams." He now shifted his head again and Yuuri was met by teasing eyes. "As do you"

Yuuri's eyebrows met in the in a useless attempt at a glare. "…pole" Murata announced again, a little to late this time, as Yuuri crashed rather un-elegantly into sign pole

"That's what you get for being a busy body!" Yuuri growled in pain and clenched his back.

Murata and Yuuri parted ways when they arrived at their respective houses, Yuuri having to walk a fair bit further than his friend.

"Mum I'm home!" Yuuri called as he entered his home, taking off his shoes and throwing his bag on the ground in front of the sofa.

"Yuu-chan, Yuu-chan, come in here" His mother called back, with far more cheer in her voice than what her son had, had.

"What is it mum?" Yuuri asked not so eagerly entering the kitchen where his mother was seated at the table, and heading straight for the fridge.

"Someone came by for you today" Her smile barely fit on her face it was so wide. Yuuri poured himself some milk.

"Oh really, who?" she did not reply instead picked up a notebook with some writing on the front sheet, her eyes were filled with stars as she bit her lip to hold in her excitement. Yuuri read the paper, taking a sip of his milk.

Beautiful Jennifer,

Thankyou for being such a great fan!

I am very honoured

Wolfram Bielefelt

Yuuri gagged and coughed having breathed in his milk in shock. Miko clutched the book to her chest.

"I was so shocked when I opened the door. I could have sworn I was dreaming." She stood and danced around the kitchen on a cloud of joy, as Yuuri's coughing fit subsided.

"It was amazing, he was even more beautiful in real life. This has to be the best day of my life…." Her dancing stopped, and her hands came to rest on his shoulders

"You must have made quite an impression Yuu-chan, because he left this…" She said wistfully placing a piece of paper in his hand and cupping it closed with her own.

She smiled kindly before scooting out.

Yuuri face was one of pure confusion. He knew his mum was weird…. But this was a little too weird. He opened his hand slowly to view the fold piece of paper, there was nothing special about it. He placed his milk down so he could open it.

Scribbled on the white paper was a mobile number.

YAYZZZ

DONE!

More sooooooooooon!!

PROMISE!

Okies, ciao ciao peoples!!!

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Cassie