I'm really sorry about this. The first time I uploaded this, I accidently uploaded the wrong fic. Pretty embarrassing. Oh well.
Anyway, this idea of Yuuri and his Maou side splitting into two entities came to me while watching Yu-Gi-Oh. I know this first chapter is really short but I promise future chapters will get longer. I just want to see how people take to this first. Also, I might rewrite this first chapter later. Please R&R.
When Wolfram first woke up, he didn't realize anything was wrong. It was several minutes before he even suspected that something was amiss.
Just lying there, wrapped snuggly in silky red blankets and still half asleep, he felt so relaxed. He turned over and was surprised to see that Yuri was actually still in bed. Usually by now he would be on the floor, waking up and complaining of Wolfram knocking him out of the bed again and that he shouldn't be in his room or his bed. But there he was, the blankets pulled up and almost completely covering him. Wolfram could only see the very top of his head but even so, Wolfram could tell Yuuri was facing away from him.
"Time to get up, Yuuri." He poked the young king's back. The mound under the blanket pulled the blankets even tighter around him. Not to be ignored, Wolfram grabbed the blanket and pulled hard. The blanket flew back, obscuring Wolfram's vision for a moment before the cover landed half on the bed and half on the floor.
It was then that Wolfram realized something was wrong. For one thing, Yuuri was completely naked and Wolfram knew he had been wearing his usual blue pajamas when he had sneaked into his bed during the night. Wolfram also noticed Yuuri's hair was longer. It only took him a moment to figure out that he was staring at Yuuri's demon side. The Maou mumbled something while he reached back, searching for the stolen blanket.
"Yuuri?" Said Wolfram, staring in surprise, "Why are you in Maou mode?"
"I'm in Maou mode?"
Wolfram jerked around. Looking over the side of the bed, he found another Yuuri; only on the floor and in his normal state. Wolfram's expression quickly changed to shock as he stared.
"AAHHHH!" He screamed. He jumped from the bed, almost tripping in his new light pink nightgown, and quickly backed into the wall on the other side of the room. The Yuuri on the floor looked at him in shock and confusion, momentarily stopping in his task to untangle himself from a spare blanket to stare back at him in worry; the one on the bed sat up, grabbing the blanket to cover himself. He rubbed the back of his head, looking somewhat annoyed at being woken up.
"How-w come.." Started Wolfram, looking between the two Yuuris. He wasn't sure he was really seeing what he thought he was seeing. "How come," He tried again, "there's two of you?"
They both looked at him weirdly. The Yuuri on the floor quickly pulled himself up to look on top of the bed. The one already there looked over to the side. They stared at each other and the room fall into complete silence.
A few moments passed before Wolfram finally regained his wits. He dashed out of the room to find his brothers, but immediately rushed back in.
"You!" He pointed at the Maou Yuuri, who had thrown the blanket off himself and had one leg hanging off the bed. He grabbed the pants from Yuuri's school uniform sitting on a chair next for the dresser and throw it at him, hitting him in the face. Maou Yuuri pulled the pants off his face and glared.
"Hey!"
"Put those on and don't move." Ordered Wolfram, his cheeks a faint pink. "Either of you!"
He ran out of the room again, leaving the two Yuuris alone.
"W-what?" Said the Yuuri on the floor, finally finding his voice. Suddenly he heard chuckling. He turned his head to look at his Maou side.
He was smirking, staring at the now closed door.