Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh! nor any of the characters in this fanfiction. This story does not depict any real person of situation and is not related whatsoever to the original manga and/or anime. However, I do own this story so please, no stealing! Thank you very much.

Sakumi Kinoyuuki (c) 2008


KKM project #17 – Sunlight/moonlight

Part one of two: Moonlight

Yuuri deeply breathed in the soothing scents of light perfumes that currently filled the bath. He tilted his head backwards and closed his eyes, allowing the hot water to relax his tense muscles. A small splashing sound could be heard from the other side of the bath. The young Maou looked up in surprise to find another late-night bather entering the waters. Yuuri's eyes focused upon a tall and slender figure, shrouded in mist. Once his vision became clearer, the black-haired boy finally realized who was standing next to the large pillar that supported the ceiling.

The youngest King in Sho Shimaron's history, appeared before the Maou's eyes, dressed only in a pristine towel, lightly draped around his slim hips. Saralegi moved gracefully towards the teenager and sat across from him in the warm waters of his own bath. His beautiful face reflected immense peace and his large, amber eyes shone brightly in the candlelight.

"Good evening Yuuri Heika" said the young King to his new found ally.

"Sara! Ah, you know, you don't have to call me 'Heika' ... we are friends after all" answered Yuuri as a gentle smile played across his features.

"Yes, we are, Yuuri" replied the King, matching the Maou's smile. "So tell me my friend, what brings you to the bath this late at night?"

"Ah, I couldn't sleep" simply replied the embarrassed boy. "what about you Sara? What are you doing up so late?"

"I, my friend, always live by night" replied the blond with a wink.

Yuuri stared back, clueless, at Sara and tried to process the information in his tired brain. It seemed like the various perfumes, combined with the perfectly tempered water, were finally having an effect on Yuuri. The Maou blinked rapidly, trying to shake off the sleepiness but only managed to dizzy himself even more. He looked back at Sho Shimaron's leader and saw his vision go blurry this time, without the lingering mist as an excuse to shield his vision.

"Yuuri, are you alright? You look a little pale." asked Sara to his current bathing partner.

It was at that moment that Murata decided to reveal his presence to both boys. Sara stared hide-eyed at the newly added onlooker and returned his gaze towards Yuuri, who was rather close to unconsciousness.

"Yuuri, do you want me to escort you to your room?" inquired the now worried King.

"That will be alright Saralegi Heika, I'll be escorting his majesty the Maou myself, if you don't mind." Replied Murata with an unreadable expression plastered upon his face.

"Not at all Geika, I know how retainers to the King can be, how to say, untrusting?" said Sara with a smirk drawing at the corner of his lips.

Murata kneeled next to the bathtub and gathered Yuuri beneath the arms, pulling him out of the intoxicating waters. Placing one arm around the Maou's waist and the other one holding Yuuri's free hand over his shoulder, the Sage hulled his weakened friend across the marble floors. He half-turned towards Saralegui, a frown snugly placed between his eyebrows, before resuming his steady walk.

"Geika! May I inquire, what are you doing up so late? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" asked a now intrigued young ruler.

"I too, Heika, live by night." Replied Murata, his mouth dipping downwards in an unhappy stance.

Sara moved his head slightly, allowing the pale light to play on his glasses, causing Murata to walk out briskly, still holding on firmly to Yuuri's now limp body. The sage could have sworn that he had seen Sara smiling slightly. That thought was rather unnerving to Murata and so, he pushed it out of his mind and silently carried Yuuri down the hallway towards his bedroom.

The Sage reached the currently borrowed bedroom and rapped gently against the think wooden doors. He was almost immediately answered by a wild-eyed young soldier, fully clad in his sleepwear.

"Yuuri! Thank goodness, I thought you had been taken! Wait, Yuuri?" stopped the prince when he realized his fiancé's limb body.

"He's alright sir von Bielefeld, he just fainted." said Murata before Wolfram could alert the whole castle.

Murata gladly handed the Maou to his fiancé's waiting arms and walked into their room without an invitation. He watched as the prince laid Yuuri upon his bed and pulled the covers over his lightly dressed body. Wolfram sat on the edge of the bed, Yuuri's hand in his own and faced the sage with his full attention.

"Geika, what happened?" he asked calmly to the dark figure on the opposite bed.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure. All I know is that Shibuya and Saralegi Heika were conversing and -"

"Sara?" interrupted the young Mazoku. "What the hell was he doing with Yuuri?"

"I don't know what he's thinking but I know that it's not right. I think he was planning on drugging Shibuya all along and so, he let him intoxicate himself in those infested waters." continued Murata, the shine of his glasses enabling the sight of his eyes.

"That's it. We're going back home tomorrow." announced Wolfram to no one in particular. "I'm not going to sit still while Yuuri is in danger. I have to-"

"Protect him. I know, I do to." answered the sage. "However, sir von Bielefeld, I do not think that would be wise. Think of the effect this would have on our relationship with this country."

"You really think I care about politics? Yuuri is much more important than a stupid alliance!" replied a now angry Mazoku, as he tightened his hold on the Maou's unusually pale hand.

"I know, I didn't say otherwise. Just, give it a little bit more time. I'll try to do something. As long as Yuuri is safe, that's all that counts right? Then, I'll make sure that he's protected, from behind, just in case. If anything goes wrong, then we move, ok?"

Wolfram nodded his head in approval, his eyes shining brightly with determination when his attention was suddenly taken by Yuuri's unexpected stir. The Maou opened his dark eyes, focused on his surroundings and noticed that he had changed of location without his
knowledge.

"Yuuri? Are you alright?" came the worried voice of his first soldier.

"W-Wolf? What happened? I ... I can't remember." asked the confused boy to his trusted friend.

Wolfram looked to Murata for support and saw the sage shaking his head in a negative gesture. The prince concluded that the whole 'Sara' affair would be better left unexplained to the gullible king. Besides, he probably wouldn't believe it anyway.

"What happened? Um, well, you hit your head against the bath and, err, Geika brought you back here." lied the prince to his king.

"Murata did? I-I don't remember having seen him." replied Yuuri, a confused look sprawled onto his features.

"I was there Shibuya, you just didn't notice, that's all!" replied a falsely cheery black-haired youth. "Well now, I'll be going. Goodnight to both of you, I'll be seeing you in time for breakfast?" said the Sage as he headed out the door.

Wolfram stared at the freshly closed door and wondered what Murata was planning to do to distract Sara from the young Demon King. He felt Yuuri's hand move and realized that he was still holding on to him. The blond tried to get up from the bed but was held back by Yuuri.

The prince looked over his shoulder to look at his fiancé and saw that he had already fallen asleep. The Maou was holding onto Wolfram in his sleep and showed no sign of wanting to release him. The prince sighed and smiled gently at his King's sleeping face as he laid down next to him, his arm around the other boy's waist in a protective manner.

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Murata walked along the empty halls towards his own room, wanting to get at least a little bit of sleep before dawn. He turned a corner and ended up in another corridor. Soon enough, the Sage realized that he was lost within the huge castle. 'Dang!' he thought inwardly. 'Where are all the maps when you need one?' inquired the young man to the first painting that caught his eye.

"Have you lost your way Geika?" came a soft voice from behind the sage.

Murata spun around at top speed and laid his eyes upon the young king for the second time that evening. Saralegi sat calmly on the sill of a gigantic window. The pale rays of the moon shone down upon his mysterious figure and gave off a bluish tinge to the King's ghostly hair.

"Heika, still awake as I can see. You should get some rest your majesty, you wouldn't want your good looks to go to waste." replied Murata with all the calm he could muster.

"Same goes to you, Geika. You wouldn't want Yuuri worrying about you, right?" answered Sara, slyly. "How is he doing?"

"Perfectly fine. Thank you for asking." replied Murata as he pursed his lips at the young sovereign that stood before him. "He's being tended by his fiancé"

"That ruthless soldier? Is it really safe to leave his majesty the Maou with such a, fiery, character?" asked the king, one eyebrow cocked high above his purple tinted glasses.

"Our King does not trust anyone else more than his betrothed, Heika. He's a thousand times safer with him than with anyone else." answered a slightly aggravated young man.

"I tend to disagree, Geika. I, for example, would be a better choice to watch over Yuuri. Wouldn't you, and sir von Bielefeld, like to be relieved of your duties? If Yuuri were to stay here, he would no longer have the need for you and his other retainers. You would be free, Geika, and that incessant freedom you have been seeking for the past millennium or so would finally be yours." explained Sara, his eyes shining a bright colour of blue.

Murata stood back from the glowing king as he descended gracefully from his perch. Sara moved closer to the Sage, pulling his body closer to his own and boring his eyes into the dark ones of the teenager. Murata did not understand how Sara could know all of his deepest, darkest desires but he knew that he would not be able to give up Yuuri that easily, no matter how much freedom was tempting.

"Let me take your place. I promise, I'll take good care of your king and you, my friend, can finally rest in peace." whispered Sara as he inched closer to Murata, the tips of their noses brushing one against the other's.

Murata stared into the leader's mesmerizing blue eyes and fought against the memories of his past life, as they tried to resurface to his mind. The Sage remembered his promise to Shinou, of finding a good King, and knew that he had well chosen with Yuuri. However, he also remembered his most recent promise, one he made to the Prince, the most important of all. 'I must protect Yuuri' he thought.

Murata broke free from Sara's embrace, feeling his senses come back to him. He glared at his smiling opponent and spun around. He walked a few feet before turning once more towards the solemn king and giving him his most serious look ever.

"I'm sorry Saralegi Heika but, there can only be one guiding moon."

"Very well Geika, you have made your choice. However, I must ask your opinion. Do you think the young Prince will be able to resist? Or will he be easily broken?" asked Sara with his usual calm composure.

"Do not underestimate him, Heika. He is much stronger than you might think." replied Murata, anger evident upon his face.

"Well then, we'll see about that soon enough, Geika. Goodnight and sweet dreams." completed the king before walking off. "By the way, your room is too the left."

End of Moonlight read part two in Sunlight


Author's Note:

Alright !! So, after a loooooong debate with myself and a full week of absolute confusion, I finally managed to write this fic XD. Yes, it was very confusing because I wasn't really sure how I was going to include Murata X Sara X Yuuri X Wolfram all in the same fic XD

So, yeah, this is how it turned out XD I hope it's not too confusing for my readers but, I tried my best to keep the usual "in character" for all the charas I used in the fic. You can read part 2 soon (I just have to type it ... right now it's in paper format).

"Moonlight" refers to Murata (as being the ultimate 'Moon') and Sara (as wanting to become the 'Moon') whereas "Sunlight" will refer to Wolfram (as being Yuuri's own personal 'Sun') and Sara (as wanting to become Yuuri's 'Sun').

As usual, please comment !! I hope you enjoyed this fic ! :D Stay tuned for more soon ! ;)

Sakumi Kinoyuuki

P.S.: I know that Sara's name is Sararegi but, because of the japanese pronounciation of "R"s as "L"s, I decided to write Saralegi. PLEASE, don't tell me I wrote his name the wrong way !! XD