Too Little, Too Late
By: moonlightstar12
Warning: SHONEN-AI! Yuuram, Wolfram x OC, and other parings. Don't like it, don't read it.
Summary: It's been 3 years and Yuuri still doesn't return Wolfram's feelings. Yuuri made Wolfram wait too long and now Wolfram wants someone else. Yuuri doesn't like this, not one bit. Yuuram
Disclaimer: If I did own it, there'd be a Season 4 right now.
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"You cheating Wimp!" yelled Wolfram. He was chasing Yuuri again. He caught Yuuri flirting with a pretty person again. Of course, Wolfram just thought Yuuri was cheating.
"AH!" yelled Yuuri as he took a sharp turn, just as a fireball flew past his head. They were in Blood Pledge Castle now. Yuuri had stopped to chat with one of the new maids, so she wouldn't feel left out since everyone had some kind of friendship with the Maou. Wolfram had come from around the corner and saw Yuuri and the maid talking, and then immediately got jealous.
"Wolfram! I was just trying to be nice!" Yuuri exclaimed, and then shrieked as another fireball nearly burned his hair.
"You were cheating wimp!" Wolfram yelled back. They were running down the populated hallways now, but everybody already knew to stay out of the way when they heard the Royal Couple from down the hall. "You were flirting with that maid!"
"No! I wasn't!" Yuuri exclaimed tiredly and slightly annoyed. He didn't really like running for his life everyday like this. It had been going on for three years now; ever since he accidently slapped Wolfram, making the marriage proposal to him. Yuuri hadn't ever been able to actually date a girl like he wanted to, because Wolfram was always there, making it impossible for Yuuri to date anyone.
Wolfram didn't answer, he just threw more fireballs.
"Wolfram!" Yuuri whined. "Please stop!"
Wolfram slowed down until he came to a halt. It took Yuuri a full minute to even realize that the blond wasn't chasing him anymore. Yuuri turned around and saw Wolfram standing still in the hallway.
"Wimp," was all Wolfram said before he spun on his heel. A guard came from around the corner and started to talk to Wolfram.
As the guard spoke, Wolfram nodded. And then, the guard went off back to where he came from, followed by Wolfram.
Yuuri watched him disappear before shrugging and continuing on down the hallway; with nothing to do, and Wolfram not trying to burn him to death, why didn't he go and see his daughter?
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Yuuri knocked on the door of Greta's room. In the three years he'd been here, Yuuri hadn't changed at all, physically at least. According to Günter, since he had mazoku blood in him, he aged like a mazoku when he was in Shin Makoku. Greta, on the other hand, had no mazoku blood, so she didn't age like one. Greta was a teenager now, in human years.
Yuuri was about to knock on her door, until he heard the familiar voice of Wolfram was heard. Yuuri didn't like eavesdropping very much, but when he heard his name coming from Wolfram's mouth, he decided it was okay, just this once. Yuuri leaned against the wall by cracked door and placed his ear on the place where he could hear well.
"…do. He's such a wimp. Brother said I can only give him three more chances. He said he doesn't want to see me getting hurt, so I'll have to move on if he messes this up. So can you help me Greta? I can't say anymore than what I have already said. Sorry," Wolfram was saying. It sounded a bit pleading. Yuuri had never heard Wolfram talk like that before.
"I'm sure that that's more than enough chances. Papa Yuuri will pull through for you. And if he doesn't, you will still be Papa Wolf and he will still be Papa Yuuri. I have something I could give to you then. Papa Yuuri told me about them from Earth. They're personal, so no one else can look but you," replied the other person in the room. Yuuri recognized the feminine voice as Greta's.
"Thank you, Greta," Wolfram replied. There was shifting sound and then the sound of footsteps. Yuuri panicked and ran, hiding behind the nearest corner that allowed him to still see Greta's room door.
There was a short, muffled conversation between Wolfram and Greta again before the door opened and out came Wolfram. He was holding something, a flat, rectangle something that was wrapped messily in a green fabric. Wolfram was holding the thing protectively and was speeding walking down the hall; obviously in a hurry, but trying to look like he wasn't.
Yuuri wondered what the thing was; whatever it was, Wolfram didn't seem to want anyone to see it. Yuuri shrugged, if Wolfram ever changed his mind and said it was okay for Yuuri to know what it was, then Yuuri would find out.
He also wanted to know what they were talking about before. Three chances? Three chances to do what? Whatever it was, Yuuri would find out eventually.
Deciding he still wanted to talk to his daughter, Yuuri walked over to the still cracked door and knocked gently. There was a sudden shifting of the bed; like someone jumped on it. "Uh…Um…Who is it?" came Greta's reply.
"Me, Papa Yuuri," Yuuri said back. "Can I come in?"
Greta shuffled around in the room again. "S-Sure, Papa Yuuri," Greta said after awhile.
Greta's short, curly hair had grown down a little past her shoulders. She was wearing one of Cheri's hand-me-downs; a simple, purple dress with a darker purple bow on the top. Cheri thought she'd like it since it resembled her old clothes so much.
Yuuri wondered what Greta had been doing as he walked into her room. "Hi Greta," Yuuri greeted.
"Hello Papa Yuuri," returned Greta.
"So, what were you doing before I came in?" Yuuri asked, even though he already knew. "You were moving around a lot before you let me in."
Greta shuffled uncomfortably and looked away from her father. "…I…I can't say…I'm sorry Papa Yuuri," she said.
"It's alright Greta. You don't have to tell me," Yuuri said. His voice must have sounded a little hurt by his daughter's lack of an answer, because Greta looked up quick.
"No, no! It's not your fault! I promised Pa…someone that I wouldn't tell," she said quickly.
Yuuri was about to say something back before there was a knock on the door. Yuuri and Greta turned towards the door. "It is dinnertime Greta," Wolfram called from the other side of the door.
"Okay!" Greta answered. She hopped off the bed and took Yuuri's hand. "Come on Papa. You have to come too," she chirped and pulled Yuuri with her as she walked out of the room and towards the place where they usually ate. Yuuri had no choice but to follow.
Wolfram was waiting outside, and was surprised to see Yuuri coming outside with Greta. Wolfram sent a quick look of panic to Greta and she saw it. Yuuri watched curiously.
The two of them seemed to be having a silent conversation. Wolfram was still looking panicky until Greta shook her head and jerked it towards Yuuri. A look of relief spread over Wolfram's face. He glanced quickly at Yuuri before looking away and stalking down the hallway, followed closely by Greta.
Yuuri blinked and then followed the two down the hall. Something was going on.
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The walk to the dining hall was in silence. Wolfram was casting glances at Yuuri every now and again, and then Greta would look at Wolfram. Yuuri didn't know what was going on but he was sure he'd find out.
The two guards at the door bowed. "Welcome, Yuuri-Heika, Wolfram-Kakka, Greta-Hime," they greeted and opened the door.
Yuuri smiled at the guards and returned the greeting before following Wolfram and Greta into the dining hall.
Gwendal, Conrad, and Cheri were already seated at the table. Günter, Sangria, Lasagna, Doria, and Effe were all surrounding the area, each in a corner of the room.
"Good evening, Brother. Weller-kyo. Hahaue," Wolfram greeted before he took his place at the table. Greta and Yuuri followed his lead; greeting everyone and then sitting down, even though Greta and Yuuri decided to greet everyone in the room instead of just the ones at the table.
"Wolfie!" Cheri squealed and stood up. She rushed over and trapped Wolfram in one of her crushing embraces while Günter did the same to Yuuri.
"Ha-Ha-Hahaue! I…Please stop!" Wolfram muttered as he tried to detach himself from Cheri.
"Günter! I…Can't…Breathe!" Yuuri said as he, at first, tried to get away from Günter but ended up losing the energy too.
"Oh my!" yelled Cheri and Günter in unison. They released their captives. Wolfram panted slightly while Yuuri almost fell.
"Ah! I'm so sorry Heika! Oh woe as me! What have I done!" Günter over dramatized, fawning over Yuuri, who finally got his breathing under control.
"Günter!" snapped Gwendal and Günter fell silent. He slinked back sulkily over to his spot on the wall. Doria and Lasagna tried to comfort him since they were closest.
"Are you alright, Wolfie?" Cheri asked. Wolfram nodded and earned a smile from Cheri.
She walked back to her seat; while Wolfram and Yuuri took there own seats.
"So, what have you two been doing all day?" asked Conrad as the maids served the food. He hadn't been in the castle all day, he was on patrol.
"The usual," replied Yuuri. "Wolfram accused me of cheating again when I was talking to that new maid. Is it bad that I want to be friends with people?" he asked. He looked from Conrad to glance at Wolfram, who looked like he was waiting for Conrad's answer. Yuuri turned back to Conrad.
"No, not at all," Conrad said.
"Then why does Wolfram keep attacking me when I even try to talk to someone else!" Yuuri said, his voice getting, unconsciously, louder.
Conrad looked at Wolfram. Yuuri looked that way too and saw Wolfram looking down, his bangs covering his eyes and casting a shadow on them him.
"I keep doing it because you're a wimpy cheater! If I didn't, then you'd defiantly be flirting with others!" Wolfram exclaimed.
"For the last time, I'm not cheating!" Yuuri argued. "Me being friendly with other people is not cheating!"
"You're flirting with them!" Wolfram argued back.
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are!"
Yuuri glared. He was getting tired of this. Yes, he cared very much about Wolfram, but not in a romance type-of-way. It was more of a brotherly love. So, he didn't want to hurt him by breaking their engagement. But he really wanted to date someone else, a girl. Not Wolfram.
"Will you quit this!? I don't want you to follow me around all the time, and get angry when I even try to talk with someone else! Why are you so possessive?! I hate that!" he yelled back. As soon as the words escaped his mouth he bit his tongue and covered his mouth with his hands, but it was already too late. Those were his true feelings but he didn't want to actually say them. It was too late now though.
The room went an eerie quiet. Wolfram was stunned, just like everyone else in the room.
"…You…" Wolfram started. He looked extremely hurt, and wasn't even bothering to hide it.
"Wolfram! Wait! I-I didn't! I mean, I-" Yuuri stumbled, removing his hands and trying to find an appropriate way to apologize, but couldn't think of one. At all.
He crossed the line that time; went way further than what he should have. He knew about Wolfram's feelings for him, and he knew he couldn't return them, so he decided to just try and ignore them. He wanted to at least be friends with Wolfram; he didn't want them to be enemies. And, to Yuuri, Wolfram having those feelings and knowing that Yuuri wouldn't return them would have wrecked any chance at that; which was why Yuuri never canceled their engagement.
Wolfram's hurt face went away and turned into an emotionless one. "I'm sorry, but, may I be excused?" Wolfram asked, turning to Gwendal.
A look of pity flashed on Gwendal's face but was quickly replaced by his usual scowl. "Yes, you may."
Wolfram bowed. "Thank you," he said to Gwendal. "Good night," he finished, addressing everyone in the room.
"Night Wolfie," Cheri replied, non-too energetically. Wolfram nodded at her and left the room.
As soon as they could no longer hear Wolfram's footsteps, Yuuri was being yelled at. He flinched as Gwendal stood up and smashed his hands down on the table. There was a mini-earthquake.
"You! How dare you say such things to my little brother! Maou or not, you have no right to do something like that!" Gwendal barked.
Conrad reached over and put a hand on Gwendal's shoulder. "Gwendal. Calm down. Don't do anything rash," he said, forever being the peacemaker. Gwendal whirled on him.
"…" Gwendal sighed. "Yes…yes, you're right. I'll be in my office," said Gwendal. He left the room.
Conrad looked towards Yuuri. His normally ever-present smile was gone. "Heika," was all he said and he shook his head. He gave Yuuri a 'We're-going-to-talk-later' look and then, Conrad followed after Gwendal.
The maids all grouped together and bowed. "We're going back to the kitchen. Please excuse us," they said in unison. Cheri absentmindedly nodded at them and they shuffled out of the room.
Günter didn't say anything, just stared at Yuuri with a frown and left the room.
The only ones in the room now were Yuuri, Greta, and Cheri.
Cheri stared long and hard at Yuuri and said, "Even Heika doesn't have permission to mess with other's feelings," before she left the room, going after Wolfram.
Yuuri looked at the door, where most of his Shin Makoku family had disappeared to. The only one left was Greta.
"Strike One. Two Chances left," was all Greta said. She reached over and hugged Yuuri before waving 'Good night' and leaving Yuuri alone in the empty dining hall.
"What does that mean?" Yuuri asked out loud, knowing he wasn't going to get an answer.
Yuuri left the room, and walked down the halls. There were guards posted at several of the doors, and all of them stared at Yuuri. Of course, they heard what happened, and since the maids knew about it, the whole castle would by noon tomorrow.
Yuuri sighed and walked until he reached his room door. He'd been thinking about what he was going to say to Wolfram when he reached here, and his brain hadn't come up with anything at all.
Yuuri pushed open the door, deciding he'd just wing it, and braced himself from an assault from Wolfram.
He didn't get one.
Yuuri looked over to the balcony and saw Wolfram there, in his pink, frilly nightgown, looking at the sky.
Yuuri walked into the room as quietly as he could, as to not disturb Wolfram. Sadly, that didn't work. Wolfram heard him as if Yuuri had been an elephant trampling through the room.
Yuuri sensed that Wolfram was aware of his presence so Yuuri started out with something simple. "I'm sorry Wolf. I really am," he said.
"You have no reason to be sorry Yuuri. You are right, I am being too possessive. I should be the one that's sorry," Wolfram replied and turned towards Yuuri.
Yuuri gasped at the sight of his fiancé, bathed in moonlight. It was a breathtaking sight, and it took all Yuuri had to look away.
"…" Yuuri didn't know how to reply so he just changed clothes and climbed into the bed. "Come on Wolf. Time for bed," he said and patted the spot next to him. He'd grown used to Wolfram sleeping in his bed enough for Yuuri to actually invite him there sometimes. What he didn't get used to, however, was Wolfram horrible sleeping habits.
Wolfram stared for a second before climbing into bed and lying in the spot that Yuuri had chosen for him.
"Night Wolf," Yuuri muttered. He smiled to himself as he felt the familiar warmth of Wolfram sleeping next to him.
"Night Yuuri," Wolfram replied. Wolfram didn't go to sleep though. He waited, and waited; until he was sure Yuuri was asleep, before he got up and opened his gift from Greta.
Wolfram found something to write with and started writing.
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Yuuri woke up, to find himself on the edge of the bed with Wolfram's feet on his stomach and Wolfram was splayed all across the bed, sideways with his limbs making an 'X'. His head was hanging off the side of the bed.
Yuuri rolled over and fell out of the bed, but, he caught himself. He sat back up and looked to see if Wolfram was still asleep, which he was, before turning towards the dresser.
He walked over there and pulled out his jogging suit, put it on, and finished his daily wake-up routine before he ran outside the room. Conrad was waiting for him.
"Good morning Heika," greeted Conrad as he smiled down at Yuuri.
"Call me Yuuri. You're the one who named me, after all," said Yuuri.
Conrad's smile grew. "Of course, Yuuri," he replied.
Yuuri smiled and followed Conrad out of the hall and into the courtyard where they usually started their run.
They stretched first before they ran, taking their usual route.
"Yuuri-Heika, tell me, what do you think of my brother?" Conrad asked suddenly.
Slightly shocked by the question, Yuuri asked, "What?"
Conrad's smile disappeared. "You heard me, what do you think of Wolfram?" he asked.
Yuuri looked away from Conrad, "He's my best friend. Like a brother to me," Yuuri replied, knowing, full well, that that was not the answer Conrad wanted to hear.
Conrad sighed. "Then you do not wish to be engaged to him?"
Yuuri looked back up at Conrad. "I don't know. I don't want to hurt Wolfram, but I don't want to be with him either. I want to date other people but, I have Wolfram so I can't. But I can't just leave Wolfram, right?" Yuuri said.
Conrad kept looking straight. "There is no way that you can leave him without hurting him, not now anyway. Why didn't you leave him before now, before Wolfram got so attached to you?"
"I couldn't, Wolfram wouldn't let me. I remember asking him about our engagement and why we didn't break it, and he was saying something about pride and things like that. But all in all, he just flat out refused to break it," Yuuri said, remembering that time on the boat.
"Well, he doesn't seem to care very much about pride now," Conrad said.
"What do you mean? Wolfram is just as high and mighty now as he was back then."
Conrad finally looked at Yuuri. "Do you know what his reputation is right now?" he asked.
Yuuri shook his head. "No. Why, is it bad?"
Conrad nodded. "His reputation was bad enough before. Even though he was mostly known as one of the most beautiful mazoku in all of Shin Makoku, and one of the best fire-wielders as well, he is also known as the hot-headed, selfish, arrogant, prideful, spoiled brat. So he didn't really have an excellent reputation before you came, but, when you did, it got even worse. Do you know how long a normal, mazoku, engagement lasts?"
Yuuri shrugged.
"About a year, two years at most. And how long have you and Wolfram been engaged?"
"Three years," replied Yuuri.
Conrad nodded. "Right, three years. So that's one whole year longer than most. Mazoku have a tendency of needing to have a reason for everything. Therefore, the reason that people have come up with for your prolonged engagement was that something was wrong with Wolfram. After all, they can't blame you, you're the King."
Conrad continued. "People say that Wolfram is unfit for you, and he's using the King's kind heart by making you let him stay by your side. Others say, that you didn't want to marry him in the first place, and that Wolfram made you slap him, not that it was an accident. And there are plenty more rumors about you two, and every last one of them all basically say, 'It's Wolfram's fault'."
Conrad waited awhile for the information to sink in. "Now, Wolfram can't care very much about his pride if he let's rumors like that go around and not do anything to stop them. Can he?"
Yuuri didn't answer. The rest of their run was in silence.
"Please think about what I told you Yuuri-Heika. If you love him, then marry him. If you don't, then let him go," Conrad said before walking off, leaving Yuuri by himself.
Yuuri walked back to his room in a daze. He had no idea things like that were being said about Wolfram. Yuuri felt an urge to hurt the person who started it. Very. Badly.
Yuuri pushed the door open, to find Wolfram still asleep on the bed. Yuuri walked over and looked at Wolfram, having to kneel to see his face clearly.
Yuuri couldn't imagine Wolfram forcing him to do anything like those rumors said. It wasn't Wolfram's fault at all, it was his. Yuuri tried to imagine Wolfram no longer being engaged to him.
Wolfram, not following Yuuri around all the time, not yelling at him about being a 'cheater', and not sleeping in the same bed as him. Wolfram, with someone else.
Yuuri felt a pang of something at that last part; Wolfram with someone else. Yuuri couldn't identify it but it didn't feel good, not at all.
As if he knew he was being thought about, Wolfram's eyes fluttered open and he stared right into Yuuri's face.
Yuuri blushed, backed up, and looked away. Wolfram rolled his eyes and pulled himself up until he was in a sitting position. "Wimp," he muttered.
"Not a wimp," Yuuri replied on reflex.
Wolfram looked at him and said, "Yes, you are."
Just as Yuuri was about to say something back, Wolfram added, "But, don't argue with me right now. At least wait until after breakfast."
Yuuri scowled and then took out his normal black uniform from the closet and left into the bathroom to change.
By the time he got out, Wolfram was already dressed in his blue uniform. "It's time for breakfast," Wolfram said simply before he left the room, expecting Yuuri to follow. Yuuri did.
Yuuri sprinted to catch up with Wolfram's fast walking pace. "Hey…Wolf? I'm sorry," Yuuri said.
Wolfram looked towards Yuuri, not stopping, "Sorry for what? You didn't do anything."
Yuuri shook his head. "Yeah, I did. Because of me, there are some bad things being said about you," Yuuri said. He vaguely recognized the route he and Wolfram were taking as the way to Greta's room.
Wolfram stiffened as they reached their daughter's door. "Greta, breakfast time," he announced and waited for her to come out.
"Good morning Papa Wolf and Papa Yuuri," she greeted and hugged them both. They hugged her back and greeted her as well.
"So?" Wolfram asked out of nowhere. Yuuri jumped slightly, they had been walking in silence and Yuuri didn't expect for Wolfram to say anything.
Yuuri was about to ask what he meant before he remembered his earlier statement. "Did you know about them?"
Wolfram nodded. "Yes. But I can't do anything about them," he said.
"You do know that they aren't true, right?" Yuuri asked.
Wolfram didn't say anything.
"Wolfram?" Yuuri tried again.
Still no answer.
Yuuri felt a wave of anger wash over him. "Wolfram! There is no way that you could actually believe all those horrid things that people are saying!" Yuuri exclaimed. He stopped walking and grabbed Wolfram's shoulder, making Wolfram stop and spin around to face him. Greta watched from the sidelines.
Wolfram just stared coldly. "There's no other explanation at the moment. Even if it isn't my fault, they, most certainly, can't blame you," he said calmly, as if it wasn't really getting to him at all.
"Wolfram!" Yuuri said again in desperation. He had to get Wolfram to stop thinking like that.
"If you're that worried about my reputation, then do something to fix it," Wolfram replied.
Yuuri blinked stupidly. "Fix it? How do I do that?" he asked, his voice getting more excited at the prospect of getting to help. He'd do anything to fix what he messed up.
"Marry me," was Wolfram's monotonous reply. He didn't even seem excited about it.
Yuuri blinked again. "…" That wasn't what he was expecting.
Wolfram sighed and turned around. "Exactly." He walked off again.
Greta looked towards the dumbfounded, shell-shocked Yuuri who was watching Wolfram walk away. "Strike two. One chance left," was all she said before she hurried after Wolfram, who was almost out of sight now.
Yuuri watched the two of them leave, knowing he was missing out on something. There was something they didn't want him to know, and Yuuri wanted to find out.
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They were having breakfast outside today since it was so pretty outside. At the table sat Gwendal, Conrad, Günter, Cheri, Murata, and Gisela. Effe, Lasagna, Doria, and Sangria surrounded the table.
"Good morning, Heika, Lord von Bielefeld, Princess," the maids chorused. Yuuri waved at them, Wolfram smiled slightly, and Greta grinned.
Yuuri took a seat next to Murata, while Wolfram sat next to him, and Greta sat next to Wolfram.
"Murata!" Yuuri said happily. "What're you doing here? I thought you were at the Temple."
Murata nodded. "I was. But, I decided to come and visit since it's such a beautiful day."
Yuuri made an 'O' with his mouth and turned to his food, that Sangria had set before him. Yuuri thanked her before he started to eat.
Cheri started to chat animatedly with Gisela, while Gwendal and Conrad seemed to be having a silent conversation with Greta and Wolfram. Murata turned towards Yuuri again.
"So, Shibuya, what's been going on since I last came here?" Murata asked.
Yuuri shrugged, "Nothing much. Hey, Murata, can you help me find something out?" he asked.
Murata raised an eyebrow. "And what, exactly, do you want to know?"
Yuuri glanced at Wolfram and Greta before leaning towards Murata. He spoke in a hushed voice so the others wouldn't hear him. "They're hiding something from me and I want to know what it is. Wolfram and Greta, I mean," Yuuri said.
Murata grinned. "Hiding something, you say? Well, I'll find it out for you. I won't promise that I'll be able to tell you though. If they don't want me to say, I won't, but if they give me approval, I'll be the first to let you know," Murata said.
Yuuri breathed in relief and leaned away from Murata. "Gee, thanks Murata," he said.
Murata's grin didn't waver. "Sure, Shibuya. Anytime."
The rest of breakfast passed by fast.
Gwendal was the first to leave. All of breakfast, he hadn't even casted a glance in Yuuri's direction. He left, claiming he needed to go and finish more of the paperwork—he glared at Yuuri here—that Yuuri never came to do. Yuuri laughed sheepishly at that and uttered an apology before Gwendal stalked off.
"GUNTER!" came a yell from way, down the hallway. Günter flinched and started to get up, but was too late.
"Günter! I need your help! I need you to come and test my newest invention, 'Let's-See-Your-Fantasy-kun'! Günter!" Anissina yelled, coming around the corner and spotting the lavender-haired man trying desperately to get away.
"There you are Günter! I can't seem to find Gwendal anywhere, so you'll have to do!" she exclaimed and took Günter by the arm.
"A-A-Anissina! Wait, I-I-I-" Günter said, trying to pull away from Anissina's iron grip. But Anissina wouldn't have any of that.
"Günter! Come on!" she said and pulled him away, with Günter struggling and yelling all the while.
Cheri was next to leave, claiming that she was going to leave on another 'free love' cruise soon, so she needed to pack. After awhile, Cheri had gotten bored with going by herself on her trips, and started to ask if anyone would come with her.
So far, Greta had left with her on three trips and each of the maids had left on one, taking turns. Gwendal didn't want to go at all, Günter claimed he was too busy tutoring Yuuri, Conrad wouldn't go anywhere without Yuuri, Yuuri had to stay at the castle in case he was needed, and Wolfram always claimed that leaving on one of his mother's trips with her would mean he was being unfaithful, like Yuuri. They'd start arguing after that, and by the time they were finished arguing, no one would be left to listen.
Cheri asked who wanted to come this time, and Greta offered to come, as well as, Effe. Cheri was overjoyed at the fact that both of them wanted to come; normally on one came at a time. She claimed that it "increased the chances of finding love".
The three of them left to pack together.
The other maids left next, claiming they had to start the day and go do the laundry.
The last members left from the breakfast, Gisela, Murata, Conrad, Yuuri, and Wolfram, stayed where they were for awhile; none having anything of any importance to be doing at the time.
Gisela left the group, bowing first, and said that she wanted to go and take care of the garden. It was the first time in awhile that there weren't any injuries or sickness going around, requiring her to be stuck in the infirmary.
"So, now what?" Yuuri asked.
Wolfram stood up and started to walk off towards the training grounds, yelling over his shoulder, "I'm going to train."
Yuuri got up to follow, and was flanked by Conrad. Before walking off in the direction of that Wolfram went off to, Yuuri stopped, looked over his shoulder, and addressed Murata. "What are you going to do Murata?"
Murata pushed his glasses up his nose, letting the sun shine block his eyes for a second, before smiling happily and singing, "Nothing!"
Yuuri looked at his friend weirdly for a second before turning off, deciding that spending time doing so was wasting time he could be spending finding Wolfram. Yuuri walked off in a half-run, followed, easily, by Conrad.
Murata stayed behind and watched his friend leave. He knew what was going on, even if he hadn't been at the Castle. It was easy to tell, thanks to the gossiping maids, plus, the fact that he was the Great Sage. He was supposed to know everything.
Murata chuckled. I wonder how this'll turn out.
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A/N: Hi! My second KKM story! Yeah! This is my current favorite anime so I started another story! ^_^
Please don't expect all the chapters to be this long! I'll try to make them long like this one but I can't guarantee it!
R&R Please!