Title: Trip and Run
Author: Twelf Bell
Type of Fanfic: Short drabble.
Summary: Yuuri notices that Günter looks more fit than ever. A short drabble.
---Pairing: None. I mean it; there's none. There's only Günter's usual fantasy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou! It's too awesome for me.

To My KKM Readers:
Sorry sorry sorry, but Lost Conrad and Play Nice! will be real late in updating. Actually, I might not update at all... O__O; This is just for fun. I've had this idea for a long time :P

Mm. Well. Hope you enjoy! ~

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The demon king walked down the hall listening to his silver-haired adviser, Günter, talk about what was to be done immediately. But he wasn't really paying attention since he was too busy looking at the man instead.

"... there's also the need to look at the requests of the citizens, and to sign what I have already checked over..." Günter looked at Yuuri for a second then turned back to the front, not noticing at all that the dark-haired one was studying him. He continued on but then was interrupted by Yuuri.

"Ne, Günter..."

The priest-like man stopped walking, faced the king and asked, "Yes?"

Yuuri looked the man up and down, from hair to shoe and shoe to hair, and then with his hands on his hips, he gave a satisfied grin. He said, "Mhm. Yup."

Günter was confused. "H-Heika?"

"You look quite fit."

Günter inspected himself, flexing his muscles and checking the size of them. He found out that the king was right. "I-I guess..."

Yuuri put on a thinking pose, putting a hand to his chin and his other hand under his elbow. "Hm... I think it's because of Annissa's experiments. Those inventions are like exercise machines to you."

The king's adviser didn't know what to do except agree.

"You look quite good. How about joining a model agency or something?"

The silver-haired man didn't know what a model agency was but he knew a compliment when he heard one. He put on an appreciative smile and said, "Thank you."

"Hm, but instead of joining a model agency, why don't you use your body for something? Like..."

The older man didn't hear what the king said next because he was too busy fantasizing what he could do using his body. The inside of his nose popped and drips of red blood slowly fell. Yuuri kept talking and glanced at his adviser a few times and then his words became slower and slower until it stopped. He walked over to Günter and waved a hand in front of the dazed man's face. No response.

Yuuri grinned and ran down the hall to safety. He didn't want today to be spoiled with work because after all, today was the baseball game he had been waiting forever for!

He passed Gwendal, who gave him a suspicious look, and then ran out the doors and to the town field where Conrad, Wolfram and the Shin Makoku baseball team was waiting.

Gwendal watched as the doors closed themselves and then walked down the hall with a grim face. He then noticed a figure in front of him. It was Günter. His nose was dripping with blood and he looked like he was in a daze. One of his fantasies again, Gwendal said to himself. He sighed, shook his head and walked away. He didn't want to bother with this anymore.

Yuuri was too rebellious of work. Why couldn't the silver-haired man ever figure out whether the teenager was trying to trip him and run or seriously complimenting him? Gwendal sighed again. More work to do.

THE END.

A/N: lol I think that was lame. Real lame ;__; (sigh)

but anyway, hope you review!

This is what I call my "first drabble"! Banzainess :3
Was actually supposed to be a one-shot but i'm too lazy ~ :D

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