Amber- Bahaah! I got another chapter out!

Danny- She feels like this is a huge accomplishment.

Amber- That's cause it is! Warnings are yaoi and crossdressing boys and I do now own beyblade, if I did... hehehe

BunBun-...Be thankful she does not own Beyblade.

-Chapter 5-

"Hey Amorette," Enrique rubbed the back of his neck as he stood outside Oliver's mansion. He had started to feel bad for the day before and was thinking of ways to make it up to the green haired girl. At first he didn't get why she had run off, then he thought he figured out.

She was jealous.

Now here he was, talking to himself, preparing himself for an apology to the girl. He took a deep breath and walked inside. He didn't need to knock, the staff and Oliver's family knew by then just to expect Enrique might be there.

He started to walk to the hall with the guest rooms when a door swung open and Oliver walked out in a purple apron "Hey Oliver," He greeted the boy.

Oliver's head shot up and he nearly stumbled backwards, "E-Enrique! What are you doing here?" He stuttered out.

Enrique frowned, that was odd. Oliver, when Enrique showed up uninvited would normally just offer him something to eat or to hang out, but he was never surprised.

"I... came to see Amorette," he said slowly, and then a surge of panic went through him, what of Amorette or Caressa told Oliver about what he had pulled the day before.

"Oh," Oliver gained a sad look and Enrique felt a pang of guilt, but he brushed it off.

What reason did he have to feel guilty? Well, beside the whole hitting on Caressa thing.

"Can you point me out to her room?" Enrique requested.

Oliver's eyes widened and he stiffened, "S-she's not here right now!" he stuttered out.

"Oh," Enrique sighed, "Well, can I wait for her to come back?"

Oliver shrugged, his posture was tense, as if he was waiting to run away at anytime. "Yea, sure, suit yourself," he tried to say carelessly.

Enrique suddenly felt sad, Oliver was hiding something from him. Then he realized, how long as he been hiding something? He hadn't seen Oliver in forever it seemed, but also... Didn't Oliver get that he knew his best friend well enough to see when something was bothering him?

He didn't question it, he settled for a, "Thanks."

Oliver shifted slightly before rushing off and out of the room, down the guest hall.

Without realizing what he was doing, Enrique followed. He stopped at the room Oliver had gone into and leaned against the wall, straining to hear the voices inside.

"I didn't expect him to come looking for her!" That was Oliver.

"Ollie, hun, calm down. All we have to do is sneak you out the back door, and then have Amorette come back through the front, okay?" That was obviously Caressa, but why did Oliver have to be gone for Oliver to be around?

Now that he thought about it, he hadn't seen them at the same time at all.

"But, I think he might be getting suspicious!"

Suspicious about what?

He could hear Caressa sigh, "Okay, sweetheart, Enrique's not going to find out your Amorette, okay? He's like the male version of dumb blonde."

"Caressa!" Oliver sounded appalled, "Don't talk about him like that!"

Enrique nearly smiled when Oliver defended him and then the words before that sank in. Oliver was Amorette?

Enrique pushed himself off of the wall and ran from the door. His heart pounded erratically in his chest, he needed time to process all of that.

Ooooo

Oliver, now dressed as Amorette, walking through the front doors of his mansion. He walked further in and he saw Enrique sitting on a chair, smiling at him, making him feel unnerved.

"H-Hi," Oliver stuttered out when Enrique stood up, giving him a look, a look he had seen said boy give other girls before.

Enrique walked up to the boy and took one of his slender hands in his own tan ones, "Amorette, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the way I acted yesterday, my behavior must have been appalling," he trailed off, just staring at the face in front of him.

Oliver tried to tug his hand out of Enrique's grip, "W-What?" he asked when he noticed Enrique staring at him.

"You have something," he lifted his free hand to Oliver's face and lightly brushed at the corner of his lip, "right here," he gave a charming smile, "got it."

"T-Thanks," Oliver's mind was in a swirl, now he knew how the other girls that he hit on before felt. It was a strange, but captivating expedience.

But he refused to admit how much he liked it.

"As I was saying," Enrique continued. "I want to make it up to you, would you mind keeping me company tonight?"

Oliver tried to shake the feeling of light headiness, "Um, what?"

Enrique let out a low chuckle, "I want to take you somewhere, would you mind coming with me?"

"I-I guess not..."

Enrique leaned down and a pressed a feather-light kiss on Oliver's cheek, "Thank you, I'll come by before dinner to pick you up."

"O-kay," Enrique took his leave and Oliver jumped when a door slammed shut and he was tackled by Caressa.

"What the hell was that?" She demanded, her eyes flashing.

"I don't know," Oliver breathed out.

"He was hitting on me yesterday, and now he's hitting on you?" She ran a hand through her hair, "I mean, that's a good thing, it means the plan is working, but why is it working so soon?" She gave a side glance to Oliver, "Am I just worrying to much about this?"

Oliver simply shrugged, a red hue spread across his face.

Caressa sighed, "I'm not going to get any answers from him, he's off in la-la land."

Oh well, mine as well get him ready for his date.

Oooo

"Oh Ollie! You look beautiful!" Caressa clapped, taking in the boy's appearance, "You look so much better than I could ever could in a dress!"

Oliver turned around, giving the girl a sour look, "No guy wants to hear that," he said bitterly and turned back around to look at himself in the mirror.

He was wearing a simple, dark purple dress with sleeves that looked they were from medieval times and that stopped at his elbows. His hair was curly and the only thing besides the curls that had been done to it was a purple butterfly hair clip.

"Isn't this a little much?" Oliver wondered out loud.

Caressa shook her head, "No, because the way Enrique was speaking to you before he definitely had the hots for you," she explained, "and he had money. So he's either taking you some place fancy or some place secluded."

Oliver's face bloomed red at that, causing Caressa to grin mischievously. She sauntered up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Now what are you thinking about you naughty boy?"

Oliver wretched out of her grip and shook his head, staring pointedly at her, "I have nothing to say to you," he said simply.

Caressa took his hand in hers and squeezed it lightly, "Just, have fun. Don't forget your Amorette, but pretend you, as in Oliver Polanski, are on a date with Enrique, okay?"

Oliver gained a look of shock, "Why would I do that?"

Caressa smiled knowingly, "Sweetheart, I see the way you look at him, I see how beat up you get over him and I can hear what you say in your sleep, you just need to figure it out for yourself," she let go of his hand, "Just do as I say and you'll have fun, okay?"

"If you say so," Oliver answered back and rubbed at his arm.

Pretend he was on a date with Enrique? As in him, himself, not Amorette. That could only end in disaster, right?

But it didn't sound like that bad of an idea.

Oliver's eyes widened and his heart thumped in his chest so loudly he thought that Caressa would be able to hear it.

He couldn't believe it though.

He actually liked the sound of going on a date with Enrique.

He had always hung out with him before, but that wasn't dating, it wasn't even close right? Dating tended to end with a good-night kiss most of the time and that certainly never happened between them, ever.

"Oliver!" Caressa snapped her fingers in front of the boy's face, causing him to jump.

"What?" He nearly shouted.

She pointed out the window, where Enrique was walking up to the door, "He's hear."

Oliver suddenly felt more nervous.

Caressa gave him another look over and nodded approvingly, "Okay," she looked around, "I'm going to make myself scarce," she ran out of the room.

Oliver took a deep breath and smoothed the dress down and the bell rang.

-End Chapter 5-

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