One day...

"Yuuri, don't go dancing at this ball with another woman!" Wolfram von Bieifeld demanded, shouting at Yuuri, his (gay) fiancce.

"I can dance with whomever I want!" Yuuri Shibuya yelled back at Wolfram.

"If you think you can dance with any woman you want, THEN OUR ENGAGEMENT IS FRIKIN' OVER!" Wolfram screamed

madly like a man who lost his mind.

"FINE THEN, IT'S OVER! I'M GOING! YOU CAN STAY HERE ALL YOU WANT, BE I'M GOING OUT THERE AND

BE POLITE TO OUR GUEST AND DANCE WITH THEM! I, YUURI SHIBUYA, THE MAOU HEIKA CALL OUR

ENGAGMENT THROUGH!"

Several months later

Turning in bed frustrated on a bright and sunny morning, Yuuri sleepily muttered, "Urg. Haven't had that memory thought about in a

long...time ever since he left..."

Yuuri's POV

"Wolf!" I screamed desperately pondering on the thought of where he could be in the

slight darkness of the night. "Wolf! Answer me! Where the heck are you!?" I yelled again.

Greta, my adopted daughter quietly sobbed in a Kleenex beside me as we hastily ran around

the Blood Pledge Castle. I glanced at my watch, "Greta, it's almost 6 o'clock now, you should

go to dinner. I'll be right there," I cooed softly to her. She nodded and silently walked back to

the gleaming castle.

As I kept running around the castle in quiet desperation I repeated, "Wolf! Wolf!

Where are you!" After about what seemed to be an hour, I halted in my footsteps sighing, gently

placing my palm on my forehead. Wolfram, where are you. Was all I seemed to think and

shout completely blunt on the task on hand. I whined as my knees weakened and I kneeled

down on the ever so green grass. Wolf, I cried as I looked down at my watch. Ada? NANI?!

DINNER'S ALMOST DONE!!!! I yelled, panicking back to castle-fast.

The double doors opened as I, Yuuri Shibuya, Maou Heika of the Mazuko walked in

the elegant dining room. Everyone glared coldly at me with hard sharp eyes; I began to feel at

dismay and frighten, panicking even more-they looked really, really outraged and irritated,

everyone that is except Greta who was already in bed and Conrad who looked dumbfounded

and confused.

"S-sorry for being late f-for dinner guys," I said timidly fumbling for the right words,

scratching the back of my head.

"Yuuri Heika," Gwendal began, "I need to talk to after our meal. It concerns of

Wolfram, your soon to be...spouse...or should I say...wife."

WHA?! W-W-W-W-W-WHAAAAAA????????!!!!!!!! I DIDN'T MIND ABOUT HIS

FEELINGS FOR ME AS A ... GUY, BUT SINCE WHEN WERE WE ENGAGED!!!???

WE'RE BOTH FLIPPING GUYS!!!!!! WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE???!!!!!!!! DIDN'T I CALL IT OVER?!

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