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I'm going to begin with appologising for the wait…
This was a VERY difficult chapter for me to write, for a couple of reasons, a) I wash just winging it, and b) I trashed like a page of it when I decided I didn't like where it was going….
Im sorry… please forgive me!
I also appologise for spelling errors, I haven't had the time to be picky… like I ever do… I figure it doesn't matter that much if you get the idea behind it ne?
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NOTE: THIS IS THE SECOND LAST CHAPTER!!!!
Chapter 14
"Caught In A Moment"
Lights.
Screaming.
Music.
Voice.
Wolfram's voice, echoed over screaming, and over the music. He greeted his crowed, by stepping on stage straight into a song. A song that would get everyone pumped for the rest of the night.
Yuuri dreaded the end of the song.
He dreaded it, like he did the end of semester exams, or the crushed cereal at the bottom of the bag.
Because the end of this song meant, Wolfram inviting them onstage, and that meant… his last chance…
And that's what everything comes down to.
Murata had suggested a plan of action, a rather unorthodox and completely incompetent plan of action, that had as much thought put into it as the breakthrough design of the toothpick. So in the end, Yuuri couldn't have expected to much more.
Murata's plan revolved around the fact that he thought that Wolfram was holding back for his career and that he didn't want his fans knowing he was gay.
So Murata's brilliant plan is to kiss him onstage (How original…). Backing it up by adding.
"A. He pushes you away (which he won't do), the audience is shattered, leaving Wolfram upset. We all know how many of those girls love him because they think he's gay, despite what Wolfram says. OR B. He kisses back, you get what you want, he gets what he secretly wants, and the crowd is left speechless."
Not exactly a speech to go down in history, but considering, the utter stupidity of the notion, Murata had made it sound half tempting to Yuuri.
The two boys remained at the side listening to the music emitting from stage, waiting for it to end. Murata, next to Yuuri, sung the song quietly to himself, and swayed to the catchy beat. He'd probably be doing that the entire concert. Fun.
The song finished with a final scream of the crowd.
This was it…
Wolfram spoke clearly into the microphone, saying he wanted to introduce two of his new friends, who had won a competition. At this point, Yuuri really wished he hadn't been that guy who won the competition. Instead wishing he was that other guy in the crowd, sitting next to his best friend who was squealing like a fangirl on crack.
Curse his good luck!
"Go boys! You're on!" The red headed women insisted, pushing both Yuuri and Murata to the curtains opening.
When on too the stage both had to hold back the urge to shield their eyes from the nearly blindly light that illuminated the stage, but thankfully kept most of the crowd in darkness.
The crowds' cheers were deafening. Yuuri squinted, Murata took a firm hold of his upper arm, which felt as though he needed to keep balance. He could make out Wolfram's form across the stage pointing to them with an outstretched arm and open palm.
"MINA! Meet my new friends Yuuri Shibuya and Ken Murata!" Wolfram shouted, and sprinted to the two boys who remained dead rooted to the floor by the stage opening. He took a hold of Yuuri's other hand and pulled him and Murata to the center of the stage.
Yuuri was to busy looking at his hand, which was grasped by Wolfram's slim white one, to object at all. He let their joint limbs be raised to the crowd, who released another shout of enjoyment. And to his right Murata waved his other hand, that wasn't clinging to Yuuri's shirt.
"Did you both enjoy the opening song?" Wolfram asked in to the mic, which he then held in front of the boys. Murata who had gained a fair bit of confidence leaned forward, and his hand slipped from Yuuri's arm.
"It was FANTASTIC!" The now excited boy yelled thrusting his fist into the air in emphasis. The crowd gave another cheer.
Murata was back to his old Murata-ish self, now jumping on spot soaking up the atmosphere.
Wolfram moved the mic in front of Yuuri, while Murata jumped, and made eye contact with him for an answer. Yuuri's eye's however, fell to their still joint hands, before lifting once again to Wolfram's pure green eyes.
"Yuuri? Did you like it?" Wolfram asked again, his eyes pleading for Yuuri not to leave him hanging.
Yuuri smiled awkwardly as the noise from the crowd lessened even with Murata's antics beside him.
"I love you.." Yuuri breathed in response to the question. Unexpectedly to him, there was a loud burst of squeals from the crowd that almost threw him to the floor, and with his words Murata and Wolfram both fell completely dead silent, their eyes boring through the sides of his head.
Yuuri was confused. He re-ran the words through his head.
His eyes widened.
He broke free of Wolfram's grasp and took the microphone in his hand.
"It! I meant I Love-d IT!... Loved IT! The Performance… not him…oh god.." He yelled in desperation through the speakers. He hit the base of the mic to his forehead.
What an IDIOT! Who the hell fucks up such an important word like that?!?! It…. And …you!! So different! Oh My God! He was turning into Murata!
Yuuri scolded himself for this totally humiliating, and public mistake.
A majority of the girls cried out in dismay. While others remained oblivious to his words.
Murata took the microphone from his friend's hand, to stop him from causing himself more mental damage.
"Yuuri…. What the… why did you…?" Murata stammered quietly, but loud enough to be heard over the complaints from the fangirls in the crowd.
Yuuri shook his head. He didn't know what to say, he honestly had no excuse for his idiocy…
Wolfram watched on. He'd never felt so weird in his life. He couldn't even put a name to the feeling pulling at his gut. There were so many things his mind was telling him to do something, and so many others telling him that he was a fuck wit for even thinking them. He just didn't know which to listen to?
He scanned the faces in the crowd, most girls in the front rows looking disappointed, and were whispering amongst themselves.
He looked back to Yuuri, who looked almost suicidal at that moment, if the mic had a cord, he would be hanging from the roof.
The moment that started with an ignorant slip of the tongue had stretched for a few minutes, of awkward silence between the figures on stage, as the audience began to get impatient.
Maybe he should just…
Murata smiled.
"Go for it Yuuri…" He spoke quietly into his friend's ear. Yuuri swung his head around in shock.
"What? Go for what?!" He demanded. Murata just let his smile broaden. Yuuri shook his head, at the speed of someone having an uncontrollable spasm.
"No Murata! No… I can't…" Yuuri argued animatedly. Defying everything Yuuri said with his voice, and his eyes, Murata put both hands Yuuri's back, and with one swift side push…
Yuuri had little balance to begin with, so being pushed through him completely off centre. He fell sideways in to Wolfram's shocked body, who had been debating with himself so loudly in his mind that no other thoughts were getting through to him, until now.
His arms came up, as an automatic reaction to stop Yuuri from falling to the ground when he was pressed to his body.
There was a moment of complete silence from the crowd, which almost sounded like every single girl there took in a breath at the same time. It was eerie.
Yuuri's hands helped keep himself elevated, resting on either one of Wolfram's slim shoulders, while his face was nestled in Wolfram's shirt.
When he lifted his head from the shirt, and their eyes met once more.
There was a moment.
Where both could have sworn, they were nowhere near the stage, nowhere near the crowd, and that it wasn't Murata's fault they were in this position.
But it was different.
They were outside, they were alone, and their position… was totally on purpose.
Yuuri used his hand's to pull himself up and straighten his legs so he was standing, while Wolfram's arms remains around his waist, as if he were still in danger of falling to his doom.
This was that chance…
His last one…
He had to take it…
His right hand moved from the blonds shoulder, to slide up and behind his neck, just below the hairline. And with that small amount of control, he lent in.
At this point Wolfram's heart had beet the shit out of his better judgment, and he moved in himself.
Their lips met.
The crowd Roared.
Murata smiled.
Yuuri's eyes widened.
He couldn't believe he was doing this, his instinctual reaction to the crowds outburst, was to step back. But his escape was foiled when Wolfram took a swift hold of the back of Yuuri's head and deepened the kiss to an all out public battle for dominance.
The crowd screamed.
Murata clapped.
Yuuri Smiled.
I'm sorry if you hated it T.T
I hope you liked it though!!
ONE MORE CHAPPIE!!! OMG!!
SCAREH!!!
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Ciao bella's!!
Cassie