Title: Shooting Star
Author: Hakumei
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou!
Disclaimers: Not mine, just using the characters as the soul purpose of entertainment. I'm not making any profit off of it, I'm poor. You won't get much out of me except maybe my life.
Pairing: Wolfram x Yuuri Warnings: PG-13 so far...maybe some swearing. Shounen-ai, DEFINATELY AU, Uh...I don't know?
Dedication: To Sefarina - she was whining that there was no fanfiction to read. Sef, here you go if you're lucky you'll get your smutt. hehehe...uh sorry its not Bleach Smutt XD Next time and when I get past episode 22 ahehehehehehe

Warnings: It's very UN-edited and raw. So I appologize for its unpolished edges. If anyone's willing to help beta it, I'll be glad for the offers. Feel free to e-mail me.


Chapter 1?


In the endlessly far sky, there's only the feeling of "thank you"
As if reaching out, I'll spread my hands and laugh...

The words of Promise's music played loudly in the small music store as fans lined up to buy their latest album, 'King From Now On.' Yuuri bounced excitedly from where he stood in line - fourth from the cash register. His bestfriend Ken laughed at him, accompanying him merely for the ride. "You sure are excited about that CD of yours, Yuuri."

Yuuri gave Ken a heated glare as he held on to the CD. "Promise released a DVD with their newest album. There will be behind-the-scenes footage with Wolfram, Gunter, Gwendal, and Yozak!"

Ken rolled his eyes behind his wire-frame glasses, knowing it was hopeless to convince his friend otherwise before looking down at his wrist watch. "You had better hurry up, Yuu-chan. You only have about ten more minutes left until your break ends. You know how your mom gets if you're not back at the bakery on time."

Yuuri gritted his teeth, not really wanting to go back to work. "I'll be back on time. Don't worry," he laughed, finally going to the register. After the CD was bought he and Ken quickly ran back to the bakery with a minute to spare.

"Yuu-chan! Hurry up and put your apron on." Jennifer turned to look over to Ken, brightening. "Hello Ken-chan! How are you doing?" she laughed shoving Yuuri towards the counter. He grumbled putting on the pink frilly apron with "Jennifer's Bakery" written on the chest. Ken grinned to the woman, turning to wave once to Yuuri before he called out to him.

"Don't forget to stop by my place after you're done work! You have to show me this beloved 'Promise' DVD of yours. I just don't get why you and every woman are so enchanted by them."

Yuuri raised a spatula to Ken, threatening to throw it at him. "Get you're ass out of here!" Ken, was already out the door, the chimes rining as the door closed behind it.

Jennifer gave her son a look of warning before going back into the kitchen, to bake some more cookies, leaving Yuuri by himself to tend to the register. He huffed in slience, embaressed at having to wear a pink frilly apron but his mother had insisted upon him wearing it, stating that he looked 'cute.' Boys were not supposed to wear pink, let alone look good in it. The chimes on the door woke him slightly from his daze. "Ken...that had BETTER not be you again..."

Yuuri looked up in time to see a blonde, wearing a long trench coat and sunglasses, smirking at him. "It figures a whimpy looking person like you would be wearing such a gaudy outfit." Yuuri began to seeth at the customer, not having to take such a comment. "I am sorry my attire offends you, however, its a mandatory uniform stated by the owner and my mother. If you have a problem..." He glared daggers at the blonde man.

"Whimp. I would like two of your gingerbread cookies," the blonde said arrogantly.

By this point, Yuuri's cheeks were tinted red with anger. "Please. Get out of the store."

"Not until you give me my cookies. I'll even give you a tip," the customer said, flashing Yuuri a grin showing off perfectly white teeth.

Yuuri sighed going to roughly take the innocent gingerbread cookies from the display, severely tossing them into a small paper bag, tallying up the total. "That will be two dollars and fourty cents...please," Yuuri said sweetly, anger bottling up inside.

The blonde customer took the paper bag, paying Yuuri with exact change and placing a couple of bills in the tip cup next to the register. He leaned fowrward, his face barely an inch from Yuuri's. He noticed the man had green eyes from behind the glasses as the man smirked. "Now...for your tip..." the customer breathed. Yuuri could smell the scent of clean soap and a small amount of cologne, not too much, but not too little that he couldn't notice its presence.

"...even whimps look cute in pink frilly aprons too. Next time I come around, I hope to see you in it..." the customer stated huskily before turning, leaving Yuuri gaping and not quite sure how to respond to the scenario. The bells chiming again as the door opened and closed. His mother came from the back, a bit of flour on her nose as she hugged her son.

"How is my cute son doing? I heard someone come in! I hope you sold them something," she giggled not noticing her son's look of shock before going back to the kitchen again, leaving Yuuri staring at the doorway, shock still aparent on his face.


TBC? You decide!

Feel free to comment, criticize, but please no flames. I will just point, laugh and dispose of them where the belong like you - the trash.

Thank you and I hope you enjoyed!

Hakumei