Title: Noble Antics
Rating: K+
Summary: There are quite a few things Yuuri didn't sign up for when he became King... And neither did you.

Author's Note: First things first! I've FINALLY filled in my profile! And it thrashes out a lot of my views on KKM, but mainly Wolfram.

And my views are often radically different.

Please visit my profile if interested. It's guaranteed to elicit a reaction, and hopefully a positive one in the long run. :-

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A day in the life of KKM statesmen...

Gunter clasped his hands dreamily, in the manner of one about to impart with a rather lofty piece of information to his beloved King.

"Your Majesty! I have learnt that your noble and elevated soul, which holds Julia's essence, is also the sum of all souls in our great kingdom!"

Yuuri was a bit flabbergasted at this unusual information, to say the least, as Gunter fluttered away down the corridor, still in a reverie.

"Bleh!" He spluttered. "Now where the blazes did he get that data from?"

The three Mazoku brothers exchanged glances, cleared their throats, and then pronounced their verdicts on the source of Gunter's recent 'learnings'.

Said Gwendal, with his customary solemnity, "His travels across he length and breadth of the kingdom."

Said Conrad, with his gentle charm, "All the books that fill his vast library."

Said Wolfram, in a matter-of-fact tone, "The voices in his head."

The youngest brother' wit earned him a quick glare from Gwendal, a soft chuckle from Conrad, and an "oh yeah, that makes sense" look from his fiance.

In the meantime, Gunter blithely fluttered back to where his fellow statesmen stood.

"Only one way to find out," Yuuri muttered to himself. He scratched the nape of his neck and laughed nervously, as he now addressed his tutor. "Erm, Gunter? May I ask where you got to know that from? You know, about my 'soul salad'?"

Gunter gazed skyward and whispered pensively. "Your Majesty, my mystical intuition speaks to me..."

And then he fluttered away again.

Wolfram smirked and gave a low whistle, flicking open his palm. His elder brothers exchanged glances and shook their heads with discreet sighs. And then they reluctantly dropped a few gold coins into their younger brother's open palm.

Yuuri was twice as flabbergasted, and staggered back a little as he looked at each brother's face in turn.

"C-can't... b-believe this...You... you g-guys..." He took a deep breath before unleashing his astonishment.

"You guys make bets? On Gunter's antics?"

"It is but a harmless pastime, Your Majesty," smiled Conrad.

"It is a psychological study of a statesman," justified Gwendal gruffly.

"It's a riot," said Wolfram confidently, "and everyone has a field day. Gunter included."

Yuuri slumped against the wall and passed a hand over his forehead. "This goes on my list of 'Things I Didn't Sign Up For When I Became King'! By the way... What's he going to do next?"

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