Title: My Fake Boyfriend

Chapter 16: My Fake Boyfriend

Written by Lisse08

Yuuri covered his ears from the preaching of his mother. She seemed sad for the fact that Wolfram wasn't coming over during weekends like usual. Yuuri scrambled up the stairs, escaping from her. As the door closed behind him, a feeling of loss rushed over him, so greatly than ever. He missed Wolfram. One week had passed since that incident, and Wolfram was absent from the school for that whole week too. How long was Wolfram planning to avoid him or William? Does he plan to never come back to school again? He settled down on his seat. Pulling out the drawer, he caught the envelope that was delivered to him by Wolfram's own hands last week. It had been left untouched. He unsealed the wax carefully, not wanting to tear the envelope and slipped out the photos from within. The first photo had had his eyes glued to the blonde's grinning face. It was a photo taken by Murata when they were doing their project in the forest. The second piece was a picture of him drooling on the seat in the bus seat, deep in his sleep.

'That jerk. How dare he take this picture…' Yuuri cursed but he laughed out. Ironically, there was no happiness in the action. The laugh hurt him. Ignoring the lump that was forming in his throat, he shuffled through the third and fourth… He could feel the liquid swelling in his eye sockets, his brain rewinding the words for the countless time like a mantra.

"Why can't we be friends? Aren't we always in that kind of relationship?"

"Not anymore." Wolfram swallowed. "Not anymore, Yuuri."

Wet tears damped his face as he continued to shift the photos in his hands. All he could see at the moment was Wolfram's and his smiling faces in the photos, blurring out from the tears.

'Those beautiful time, is only a memory now…'

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

The crickets were composing a tone through the shrilly midnight. He lied on the comfy bed, with his head rested on the pillow. Sleep was unable to come to him. He tossed around the bed, counted the stars, sheep, whichever he could think of, but none of them helped. His thoughts strayed around Wolfram.

The answer.

Which one would he give to Wolf? He didn't want to lose Wolfram, but at the same time, he didn't dare to take that one step into the relationship. He himself as a guy, loving another guy… it sounded so weird and wrong to him. He squirmed. He was straight, he loved boobs and cute girls.

But Wolfram is cute.

He has no boobs.

Gee… Yuuri blushed.

He shook his head, what was he blushing about? Boobs or Wolfram?

He scratched his head, feeling irksome. God… Why isn't Wolfram a girl? If that's the case, he wouldn't need to think twice about it.

His mind was soon in a dizzy state.

Before he knew it, he had wandered off into a dreamland, filled with Wolfram chasing after his back and sneering at him with more 'wimp's.

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

Late Sunday afternoon, Yuuri gathered up his scattered courage to pay a visit to the blonde.

Standing in front of the doorway, he hesitated a little before finally made up his mind to knock it. He held his breathe, as the door swung open, revealing a very Wolfram-like lady. Awestruck by her beauty and her close similarities with Wolfram, he blinked. He couldn't respond.

"You're…?"

That had drawn him back to reality. He remembered the purpose of the visit.

"I'm Yuuri Shibuya, Wol…Wolfram's… bo…" He wasn't sure if boyfriend is the right word to use or not. Does Wolfram's family know about this as his family does too?

"I know." The blonde lady continued for him. He blinked yet again when the lady didn't say anything more than that. He decided to play along with it.

"Um… Is Wolfram's home?"

"Of course, come in." The cherishing smile was on her face, welcoming him into the mansion.

"I'll call him down in a minute."

Using the moment of having the living room all to himself, Yuuri scanned around the house. It was big, bigger than his. The glass coffee table arranged in front was shimmering under the light. The light used was the sort of chandelier, hanging down from the top. The photos on the wall caught his attention. Standing inside were four people, three of which he recognized at once, Wolfram, Conrad and the blonde lady.

'So, she is their mother.'

The fourth one was a solemn looking man, standing stoically beside them.

"I'm sorry. My baby refused to see anyone." Yuuri nearly jumped. He didn't expect her to be down so fast. Indeed, Wolfram still didn't want to see him, but it's worth trying anyway. Just as he was at the verge of giving up, Cheri walked over to him and smiled mysteriously.

"His room is at the end of the corridor, on your right," She winked and walked into what Yuuri thought was the kitchen.

Stupefied by her words, it took him a little while before he uncovered the hidden meaning. Hesitantly, he took the steps up.

Xxxx Yuuram xxxX

It wasn't comfortable to walk in other people's house without permissions. Well, technically, he would have Wolfram's mother's permission… He sighed and walked towards the indicated room. His feet had brought him forward, though he still wasn't ready to see Wolfram yet. The last scene where they met imprinted deep in his mind. He shuddered inwardly. He must gather up his courage, there was no way that they would avoid each other forever.

He knocked.

"Mother? Is he gone?" Wolfram's voice came from inside.

"It's me." Yuuri stated. There was silence that answered him from the other end.

"Come in."

Heart still beating crazily, he pushed the door slightly opened. Wolfram was sitting on the chair, his back facing him. He seemed to be writing something but to Yuuri, he could tell that he was doing this as a way to avoid meeting his eyes directly. Yuuri gulped.

"What bring you here, Shibuya? Didn't I say not to come near me anymore?"

At the use of 'Shibuya', he visibly saw the distance between them stretched even further apart.

"You never say we couldn't meet." Yuuri countered. Wolfram nearly snapped his head over to him, sparing him a glare. He didn't. He didn't want to let Yuuri see him.

"Right, so, we met. What do you want?"

"Why are you missing schools?"

"Why do you care?"

"Because…"

"There is no way we could stay friends!"

Yuuri stopped, remembering Wolfram's words. He couldn't let 'friends' slipped from his mouth, not after Wolfram had used the word for their break-up. He silenced.

"Get out." Wolfram commanded.

"Wolf, please, we are worried about you. People are asking your whereabouts. They…"

"Hadn't I told you before? I don't give a damn about them. Leave this instance, Shibuya."

Yuuri halted in surprise. Vaguely, he remembered how Wolfram always reminded him that he never cared about others' opinions. He had lost his topic. Now it was clear to him that Wolfram meant business. He sighed and turned. There's nothing he could do to persuade him. When his hand was on the doorknob, he heard him.

"I'll be back to school tomorrow, don't worry… Yuuri."

Warmth surged through. With a smile on his face, he left the room.

Xxxx Yuuram xxxX

Wolfram was back as promised. It seemed that Wolfram had announced their breakup. This time, Yuuri silenced himself from answering the questions, so did Wolfram. Unease spread through him as he felt the eyes of William on him, as if sneering at him. His heart, unbelievably, didn't feel relieve as he thought he would. He always thought about breaking up this pact with Wolfram, but when it finally happened…

They finally resume to their normal life.

They joined their own group of friends, coming and going back separately, doing their assignments individually; and also, passing through each other at the corridor and see each other as a total stranger.

However, their intentions were different. For Wolfram, he did this because he had given up his heart on Yuuri. He didn't want to look pathetic in front of the wimp. So he chose to act ignorant and arrogant.

For Yuuri, guilt and doubt were eating him. He missed being with Wolfram, terribly. The answer he wanted to give Wolfram was still undecided. And by now, he was sure that Wolfram wouldn't want to listen to it anymore even if he had it.

"Shibuya, are you listening?" Murata's shout shook him awake.

"Sorry, what are you saying?"

Murata caught a look from his face then threw towards where Yuuri's last glance was. Wolfram was talking with his gang at their far right. With a knowing smile on his face, Murata nodded.

"You're thinking about him." Yuuri shook his head hard.

"No. I…" Yuuri sighed. A lot of things were going in his mind, but he couldn't find the answer.

"Shibuya, tell me. What's exactly on your mind?"

Yuuri suspiciously looked up. It wouldn't hurt to tell Murata about this. Being the top student of their year, Murata might have an answer… As the saying goes, two heads is better than one.

"It's Wolfram. He's been going around in my head all the day. I know I like him…" A hot prickling feeling rose on his cheek. Murata's silence acknowledged that he was still waiting for more.

"But I… I couldn't accept him."

"Because he's a boy?"

Defeated, Yuuri nodded.

"Here, let me tell you this." Murata smiled. "If you like him, why do you bother about his gender so much? It's his insides that you like. Not his look. Right?... Right? Shibuya?"

"Ah? What are you saying?"

"This is really troubling you." Murata laughed. "I said, you like Wolfram as he is, not because of his look, right?"

"I… Well… Yeah." Murata nodded, happy that his best friend was getting it.

"As long as you want to be with him, that's all that matter. Just give this a try. See if you two can work out or not."

"But then… Murata, what if in the end, after we are together, I still can't. If I let him down…"

"If you can't, then don't force yourself. At least you try, and I'm sure Wolfram will," Murata paused, "He might hate you… but after he's over with it, he will appreciate it for giving him the memories."

Yuuri was in his thoughts. Patting gently on his back, Murata got up from his seat and left his last advice to his ears.

"You will never get the answer no matter how hard you think. You will never know if you never try. There is no right or wrong in love. The question is: Do you like him? Think about this and only this."

Xxxx Yuuram xxxX

It was annoying. They were back again—the love letters. His admirers were always sending the letters to him, sometimes together with flowers, chocolates, hand-knitted sweaters… the list goes on and on. It gradually reduced when he was together with Yuuri. But now, it was back.

Even though he accepted them with smiles and nods, he never read any of them, knowing that he has no interest in girls and never will.

A sour feeling ate at his stomach wall as Yuuri saw the countless presents pilling up on Wolfram's table. It wasn't that strong but it still bothered him a lot. He didn't like it.

At all.

When the last bell finally rang, Yuuri watched bitterly as Wolfram left without a look, both his arms equipped full with the gifts. Why did he want to accept them? Does it mean that there's someone who he's interested in amongst those admirers? He looked away and packed up his stuff idly. He was in no hurry, now that he no longer needed to catch up with Wolfram.

"Yuuri." Startled, Yuuri turned to see Saya beside him.

"Hi."

"I have something to tell you… can we talk?" Breaking a nervous laugh, he said.

"Yeah, sure."

And he no longer needed to listen to Wolfram's threat not to talk with girls. Somehow, as he followed suit behind Sara, he felt his heart twisted in deserted land.

Xxxx Wolfram xxxX

The blonde stopped. Irritated with the unnecessary heaviness on his arms, he dropped all the annoying gifts into the dustbin besides. Fists in his pockets, he gritted his teeth and walked down the stairs towards his locker.

School had become awfully depressing with the recent change of event. Why…? Wasn't he always been like this before he met Yuuri? All of a sudden, he couldn't adjust himself back to the life that he used to have.

The metallic door closed with a 'clank'. Wolfram tightened his grip on the bag, ready to leave when his eyes caught hold of something that made his body went still. Hurriedly, he hid himself behind the corner of the locker and watched in silent as Yuuri and the girl passed by him.

Sara… What was she doing with Yuuri?

Xxxx Yuuram xxxX

"Why are we meeting here? We can talk in the class if you want." With a serious jolt, Wolfram brought his legs to hide. He rushed over to the corner and squatted himself down behind the wall, listening. He squeezed his fist tight, angry at himself rather at Yuuri.

'Why am I following him like a stalker?!'

"No, I can't. That's why I have to bring you here…"

"Alright," Yuuri said, his voice softened. "What's it that you want to talk?"

"I…" Saya lowered her head. Yuuri raised his brows and waited.

"I… I like you." She finished in a dart. Instantly, in the space that's reachable by just a few steps difference, three hearts beat crazily. Wolfram gasped in a sharp breath and covered his mouth. Yuuri stared aghast at the girl in front of him while Saya finally looked straight at him with a strong stare.

"Can I be your girlfriend?"

Wolfram covered his ears this time. Tears were forming in his eyes. He had to escape, now. Trembling, he stood up and let himself lean against the wall, panting.

"I…" Yuuri stammered.

Wolfram backed away. Fear in his stomach. He had to leave, NOW! Shaking, he mustered up the strength to move further but his heart wanted so much to hear what Yuuri would say. He just can't…

Snap.

Horrified, Wolfram stopped. He looked down, realizing that it was him who had made the noise. His feet had broken the branch on the ground. Did they…?

He looked up again with thunder speed. Too late. They had turned and seen him. Yuuri's black eyes were on him, round and big.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt." Wolfram stammered and laughed nervously. "I'm going to leave right away." He whirled around.

Yuuri's swallowed a gasp. Somewhere inside, he heard his friend's voice again.

'If you like him, why do you bother about his gender so much? As long as you want to be with him, that's all that matter.'

'You will never get the answer no matter how hard you think. You will never know if you never try.'

'The question is: Do you like him?'

Like a fire ignited at the end of the rope, all the burning desire that has been suppressed rushed up.

"Wolf, wait!!" Yuuri shouted, freezing Wolfram. He turned. The words had come out from his mouth unexpectedly fast. Sure, he has a very strong urge right then to make the blonde stay but he didn't plan to say it out in the first place… he couldn't resist it. Knowing that he couldn't turn back now, Yuuri gave him a half-smile which only add more confuse to Wolfram.

"I'm sorry. Saya, I can't."

"Eh?"

"I'm with Wolfram." Yuuri smiled and nodded his head over to the blonde who seemed to be in shock.

He backed off from the stunned girl and walked over to Wolfram. Putting a hand on his shoulder, he smiled.

"He's my boyfriend."

Xxxx Wolfram xxxX

"He's my boyfriend." Thump-thump. The heart beat was so clear to his ears that it drawn out Yuuri's voice.

"But… but I thought you two broke up already?"

"That's what we told everyone." Yuuri had had no idea why those lies came out so easily. "But, actually, we didn't."

"Eh…?" Sara was nothing but stunned. Wolfram saw her lips trembled and somehow, he could feel, understand her feelings. The hurt of being denied… She turned at once and ran off.

Silence fell upon between the boys.

"Who's the one making decision by himself this time?" Wolfram started. Once he started, he couldn't stop. "I'm not your boyfriend anymore. Our agreement ended, Yuuri. If you want to reject her, just reject her like how you did to me. Don't use me as an excuse!"

The hurt was deepened. Yeah. Yuuri's just using him as an excuse.

"Forward!" Yuuri cut in.

"What forward?" Wolfram shouted, both confused and rage.

"I want us to move forward."

"F…Forward?" The voice had calmed down. The note of confusion was higher. Wolfram eyed him.

"You said that we have only two choices, that it's either we move forward or backward…" Yuuri stammered. "M-My answer is forward… I want us to be more than friends."

The prince swallowed his breath. The sense of detachment was so strong. He was half-sure that he was dreaming. As time ticked by, Yuuri's face turned redder and redder.

"Don't stare at me like that." His eyes rolled up before staring down to the ground again. "Do you still…"

How Wolfram had dreamed for this moment. All this time, he wished to hear these words from his wimp but Yuuri never showed any sign that he wanted. And 'pop', suddenly, without warning, he had Yuuri's heart. What's happening?

"Still… what…?" He felt like a zombie, the words were lifeless. Until he had made sure he truly listened correctly, he refused to believe the magic.

"Still like me?" Yuuri squeaked.

Forcing out a half fake laugh, Wolfram looked away from him. What? What? What's…?

"What's this all about?"

Though he was still aware of the fact that Wolfram is a boy, looking at Wolfram at this moment, the thoughts flashed in. The fact was totally forgotten. He just felt like doing this. The mood and moment were right, if it's not now, when? Heart set, Yuuri turned the blonde on the shoulder and spun him around to face him. Wolfram's eyes glittering with surprise.

He captured the pouty lips with his own. The moment he smelt the strong fragrance, the urge to taste him became stronger. He circled his waist around the wolf and pulled him closer, feeling their body heat. Stunned, Wolfram blinked back at him blankly as Yuuri edged away from him. Yuuri never took the initiative to kiss him. Even though it was such a light kiss, but getting it from a wimpy Yuuri was so…

"Be my boyfriend." Yuuri mumbled.

"Huh?" Yuuri's lips curled up, somehow, when this appeared on the boy's face, Wolfram couldn't help but think of it as a mocking sign.

"Do I need to explain to you what's meant by 'boyfriend'? I used…"

"YUURI!" Wolfram shouted. "Don't copy me." His heart doubled when Yuuri's smile softened, the gentle one.

"You used this same phrase and forcefully stolen my heart back then. And now, it's my turn to use this, and make you mine." Wordless, Wolfram eyed the double black dizzily. This was so bold of Yuuri, to use these words. Does he have any idea what he was talking about…? "But, different from yours, I don't want you to 'pretend'." He stopped his breathing, Yuuri's head was even nearer, if possible. "I want you. Be my boyfriend."

"Wolf…"

The emerald eyes shook with shock.

"Will you…"

Xxxx Shin Makoku xxxX

The starry moonlight was such magnificient scenery to behold. Wolfram heaved out a sigh, leaning against the wall while looking up at it.

"Yuuri?" He whispered. The dark shadow moved and out came the mentioned king.

"How did you know I'm here…?" Yuuri said sheepishly, scratching his messy hair.

"Long enough," Emerald eyes averted towards the black ones, "to know that you're fidgeting." Laughing softly in slight embarrassment, Yuuri leaned back beside the prince. Silence stretched out between them, both gazing up at the sky. It was a few minutes later that Wolfram broke it.

"Tomorrow is the day…?" He could sense Yuuri became oddly still. Tomorrow is the day where their engagement date will be announced to the whole Shin Makoku.

"You don't have to force yourself into this marriage. I was selfish to let this engagement go on for three years, even knowing that you don't like me."

"N—No." Wolfram stopped, surprised at the voice that he thought would never come. He snapped his head over.

Yuuri gulped.

They stared at each other, the time tickled by.

"Wolfram, there's something you need to know."

"I'm listening."

"I know I made a mistake by proposing to you back then. I know I made you suffer all these years, through this what you thought to be a fraud marriage."

"It is a fraud!"

"Was!"

"What!?"

"No, listen." He caught hold of the prince's wrist, Conrad's words ringing again in his ears. "That is a past tense. Even though I know I don't love guy… I think... I might be able to make an exception for you."

All voices seemed to be drawn out from his surroundings, even Yuuri's voices. He could hear nothing. Only his eyes rested at the animated mouth muttering out those words that hastened his pulse. As the wimpy king made his move to draw his mouth closer to his, there was only one thing that drifted through his numbed brain.

How he wished, time would freeze at this moment, forever and ever.

XXXXXXXXX

"Wolf… Will you… be my boyfriend?"

…….End…..

A/N Oh gosh!!!! I can't believe it, I finally finished this story. Kya. This is my best plotted multi-chapter story. XD I had so much fun writing it. Some of them could still make me laugh when I re-read them.

But… I know, I hadn't truly finished it. I'll plan a sequel to finish why wolfram left in the first chap. XD

Also, I will continue to write more sweet daily lovey-dovey moments between them in another separated fic.

Thank you so much for all your support. Believe me, all your reviews are greatly appreciated by me! Hope to see you again in these two fics!