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Chapter 9

"Subtle my ASS!!"

"…err…"

"…So?"

Silence…

"Yuuri?"

Silence…

"You there?"

"…no..."

"Yes you are! So want to come down to my room, or we can head down to the park or something." Yuuri's mind scrambled for an excuse.

"I er… can't… I ahhh… hurt my anckle.. yea, like real bad…." Silence "..er..Ouch?" Wolfram didn't reply for a moment.

"Aww, that's too bad" Yuuri sighed inwardly with relief. "I guess I'll just have to come up there and take care of you. See you soon"

Wolfram didn't even give Yuuri a chance to argue before the phone went dead. The pop star had hung up on him.

The phone remained at his ear, as he let realisation hit him.

Wolfram was coming here

Wolfram was coming here…

Wolfram was coming here…

No matter how many times he went over the concept in his head, it just didn't seem right. But it appears, in this case, logics were thrown out the window, and he was left to fend for himself.

He threw the phone on the receiver, and dashed around his room picking up his and Murata's mess. Throwing what ever he could in to an open bag or near by wardrobe.

He stopped in his mayhem for a moment.

"Why exactly am I cleaning….?" He asked himself aloud.

Because a snobby rich star is making his way here… And you don't want to embarrass yourself! Do you!!

"Oh, tartar sauce!" He cursed weakly.

Picking up the blanket of the ground, he threw it back on his bed loosely. Before doing the same for Murata's bed.

"How did this happen?" He was now making a habit of talking to him self out loud.

Putting the last of the pillows in place he heard a knock at the door. At the noise his knees buckled and his mouth went completely dry.

Yuuri could tell already that this was going to go horribly wrong!

He made his way slowly to the door. Considering just leaving him there. But that would be rude, and it was thanks to Wolfram that he and his best friend were in Osaka…. So… He had to.

Yuuri unlocked and opened the door, letting the light from the hall seep in slowly.

He squinted his eyes at the bright intrusion, and when they adjusted he was greeted with the face of his enemy of war, who was wearing a lavender shirt under a black suit jacket, with navy blue jeans, which really put Yuuri's red tracksuit pants and blue T-shirt to shame, hopefully the other wouldn't realise that they were his pyjamas.

"Hi Yuuri!" The face said cheerily. Yuuri smiled awkwardly. After a moment of silence Wolfram spoke again.

"May I, come in?" He asked. Yuuri shook his head franticly to snap himself out of his daze. He stepped aside to let the other through, nodding.

Wolfram smiled and took a few steps inside, and stopping at the table where he set down a small bag. Yuuri closed the door and followed Wolfram back in.

"How's your ankle doing?" Wolfram asked sounding genuinely concerned.

"My ankle?..." Yuuri paused. "Oh, my ankle. Yea, it still hurts." He lied, lifting it off the ground slightly to emphasise his imaginary pain. The other frowned, he stepped forward and took both of Yuuri's shoulders in his hands and leading him backward.

"You'd better lie down then." He lowered the other to the bed. "I bought you some chicken soup to make you all better!" He proclaimed walking back to his bag.

"Chicken soup? Don't you usually give the to people with flues or colds?... I don't think its going to help a sour ankle.." Yuuri offered. Wolfram eyed the can in his hands.

"Really? …. Ok, well, I guess that's good, 'coz I have absolutely no idea how to get this open, let alone cook it." Yuuri raised an eyebrow at the pop stars clear lack of practical knowledge. Wolfram took a seat at Yuuri's feet, at the end of the bed. Yuuri cringed. He wanted to scoot away, but he thought that would be a little obvious.

Wolfram removed his heavy jacket and hung it on the back of a nearby chair with out standing. Now Yuuri got a good glimpse at why the other was so revered for his good looks and body, even through the pail shirt, he could almost make out the contours of his chest. But he preferred not to let his eyes shamelessly ravish the other any longer and set his view on the removed jacket instead.

"So how do I look after a sore ankle then?" Wolfram asked smoothing the wrinkled blanket next to him awkwardly. Yuuri couldn't help but think that he looked innocent, and vulnerable at that moment, but also wondered how long it would last, until the real Wolfram returned.

Yuuri shrugged. "I'm not to sure." He offered honestly. Wolfram sighed.

"Well what do you want to do?" He asked now fidgeting with the buttons on his shirt.

Yuuri shrugged again.

"So you're leaving the decision up to me then?" Wolfram asked with a smirk. Yuuri didn't reply, now thinking, that maybe he should have suggested scrabble.

With these thoughts occupying his mind, Yuuri all but noticed Wolfram crawl up closer to him.

He did however, notice when he could feel breath tickling down his neck, and eyes just above his own. Panicking for an escape route, Yuuri became aware that he was cornered, one of wolframs hands rested on either side of his head on the bed, and his body pinned by the others legs.

"W-what … are you…. D-doing?" He stuttered out quietly. Wolfram smiled leaning closer, so if lips brushed the shell of Yuuri's ear as he spoke.

"Letting you make your own decision hasn't worked for me, and neither has being subtle.." Subtle???? Yuuri frowned. Wolfram lifted his head to above Yuuri's once more. "So I'm going to make my own decision, and this time you wont escape…"

Yuuri didn't have time to object when his head was forced down on the pillow, as Wolframs lips came in contact with his with severe force.

I apologise…. For this…. CUREL CRUEL ending!!!!

-smacky- I should be shot!!

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