The Clandestine of the Ardor Potion

By Aesthetic Breezy Doll

Wolfram still feels that Yuuri doesn't see him in a way that he'd want him to. He then finds a way to make Yuuri love him but will it work? What if something you've been waiting for comes and it doesn't feel right because you think it's untrue? Yuuram and a bit of Yaoi

This is really my 4th fanfic except that my 3rd fanfic hasn't been posted yet since it's a sequel to something I haven't finished yet. Anyway, hopefully this sort of one-shot story would be agreeable to the majority at least.

This just hit me out of nowhere while I was watching Fushigi Yuugi. Weird, I know.

First-person thoughts are italicized, otherwise it is a 3rd person point of view—just so you wouldn't get confused if ever.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Mixed Emotions

Wolfram watched how Yuuri gracefully yet sheepishly unsheathed his sword. Wolfram let his guard down for a moment and smiled as he blushed.

Yuuri noticed this and looked at him "Huh?"

Wolfram huffed "What do you mean 'huh?' You're wasting my time, wimp! Move it!"

"Okay! Okay!"

Yuuri had asked Wolfram to train him for that day since Conrad had supposedly gone to town to settle the uproar with a couple of villagers and some gangsters. He had asked to go but wasn't allowed by Günter for his safety. Now he was starting to regret having Wolfram train him since he was quite rough. But then he smiled to himself and thought that this was for him to get to know the boy better. He had been there through thick and thin and he considered him his best friend. He knew of Wolfram's feelings for him but he just had to get to know him first before he makes any decision about his own feelings for his rather pretty fiancé.

Wolfram, no doubt, is a great teacher. He thought Yuuri certain techniques that helped a lot when it came to defending and charging one's opponent. He was thankful for that however Wolfram wouldn't let his bratty attitude go. Still, he loved spending time with Wolfram and he wasn't going to regret it.

He had been quite accustomed with the boy and felt very comfortable around him. He had been used to the warmth and comfort Wolfram had given him every night in bed. Yuuri blushed. That sounded so wrong but it's somehow like that. Sometimes he even ended up on Wolfram's chest and the boy's arms had been around him in mornings. On other days he'd wake up with his arm around Wolfram's midsection. Unintentionally, though. But even so, it didn't feel a tad bit bad. He loved the way they reacted after waking up in that position. They'd blush and look away. Sometimes Wolfram would say sorry and whenever he did, Yuuri would wish to say that he didn't have to but never got the courage to do so. He felt like he liked Wolfram, as in really like Wolfram but he didn't think he loved Wolfram just yet. Even so, liking Wolfram to that extent was a big step for him. He probably should be taking their relationship—err engagement seriously. No, he shook his head, he should.

It had been two hours since they started practicing, and neither Yuuri nor Wolfram felt tired. Probably because they had taken breaks in between, or more likely because the enjoyed each other's company to the extent that it conquered their energy.

Wolfram had been enjoying this; just alone with Yuuri and having his undivided attention. He smiled as Yuuri was able to defend himself from the attack he had just charged. He noticed that it seemed that both he and Yuuri were preoccupied with their own thoughts yet they were concentrated on their practice. He smiled and made a decision, on this round, he'd let Yuuri win. For what exactly? He didn't know. It was just a random thing that came up on him. When the time came, he loosened his hold on his sword and it went flying off his hand. He smiled—not his smirk but his genuine smile at Yuuri then clapped his hands. "That was good." Yuuri smiled and blushed as he wiped his non-existent sweat on his forehead then stopped. He realized something then frowned. "You made me win, didn't you?" Wolfram blushed. He looked down and tried to reason "Of course not. I—"

Just then he stopped. Conrad came with his horse, obviously done with the problem in town. He'd loose Yuuri's attention to him now. "Conrad! You're here!" Yuuri exclaimed as he dropped Morgif on the grass and ran towards the brown-haired man, unintentionally forgetting the conversation he was having with Wolfram. Wolfram frowned in jealousy as Yuuri talked to his godfather and started chattering. Wolfram sheathed his sword and stormed pass the two, catching their attention. He then ran towards the stables. Just as he was almost out of Yuuri's sight, Yuuri called for him but he ignored and just kept running. Yuuri ran after him though.

Yuuri caught a glimpse of Wolfram on his horse, riding off unto the forest. He decided to follow him. He then got on Ao and sped towards his direction with Conrad following closely behind.

"Wolfram! Wolfram!" Wolfram ignored Yuuri's calls for him and sped on faster, deeper into the forest until he couldn't see Yuuri following him anymore. He slowed down and tied his horse on a tree near a stream as he washed his face and tried to relax and sort out his feelings. Just then, an angelic voice, singing reached his ears. Then before him, appeared a golden haired girl with blue eyes. "Wh-Who are you?" He asked with uncertainty as he watched the girl walk on water towards him. "Why," she started to say as she caressed his cheek "where are my manners. I'm Ersatz, the lady of the woods."

end of chapter 1

Haha, sort of like a cliff hanger. I hope the start's okay and isn't too short. I'll add the second chapter in a while or in a few days, depends if dinner comes early D Anyway, add reviews please! That'd be one of the factors of when I update!