Okay, so this is a personal challenge for myself. Kyou Kara Moau is my abosolute favorite fanfic ever and after finishing the third season, I was a little sad I only had a oneshot, so I decided to write a twelve chapter Yuuram Story taking one day per chapter. This is scheduled to be done within the first week of July or before my b-day, which is around that time.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Kyou Kara Moau or else there would have at least been more kissing between Yuuri and Wolfram.

Other pairings:

BerylXSaralegui (TT )

ShinouXMurata/Daikenja

Chapter 1 – Gold

The wood was hard and firm in his hand. He tightened and loosened his grip, moving it along the smooth surface tenderly. It felt amazing – heavy, but just the right size. Setting a serious determined look on his face, Yuuri nodded and made his way to home plate, bat in hand.

Yuuri set his black eyes on the pitcher waiting for the ball. The first two were missed and then he got two fouls. He needed to get a hit if he wanted his team to have a chance of winning against this hard team. When the next pitch was thrown, Yuuri closed his eyes and allowed his body to swing. There was the sound of wood meeting the leather of a baseball and then silence. When Yuuri next opened his eyes, he saw the opposite team's out field scrabbling after the ball that had it the back wall of the field and took off running only making it to third base.

"Shibuya, Shibuya," Murata called after the next three hitter struck out and the game ended with their loss. "Shibuya, that was a great hit."

"Yeah, too bad I couldn't finish it out," Yuuri said taking the towel his manager handed him and wiping off the sweat from the hard game.

"We still heading to Shin Makoku after this?" Murata asked.

Yuuri looked away and scratched his face nervously. He had been taking shorter trips to the demon country since the Genesus. He used the excuse that it was because he was busy with baseball and the beginning of his second year in high school, but truthfully, it was just because he was trying to get away from a certain blonde or Gunter. He figured it was about time he made a proper visit to his country. "Yeah, there's not another game for a while. After everyone's gone we'll head to my house."

Yuuri's team was a little down about the lost, but they had had fun and left the field with smiles and good natured farewells to their captain and manager. Under the afternoon sun, the two double black earth demons' made their way to the Shibuya residence we're they were greeted by an over excited Jennifer.

"Oh, Yu-chan, I got the bath all ready for you and Ken-chan. Oh, but you should eat something before you leave," Mrs. Shibuya said leading the two boys into the kitchen.

"Something smells great, Mama-Shibuya," Murata said taking a seat at the kitchen table.

Yuuri pulled Murata back up and pulled him up the stairs. "Sorry, Mom, we really have to get to Shin Makoku."

"Oh, but Yu-chan – " Jennifer Shibuya started to call upstairs but was cut off by a shutting door.

"Let's hurry and go, we'll be late if you two start talking," Yuuri said beginning to strip and climbed into the bath followed by the Great Sage.

"What's the rush, are you in that much of a rush to see Lord von Bielefield?" Murata teased.

"What is that suppose to mean?" Yuuri asked.

"You've been running away from him a lot more recently." Murata's glasses were filled with the glare of the bathroom light so that his dark eyes were blocked.

Yuuri didn't say anything; just unplugged the tub and soon they were being flushed down the drain.

The first thing the young twenty-seventh Mou of Shin Makoku saw when he opened his eyes was gold – a bright gold that almost blinded him. Yuuri groaned and moved his arm to shade his eyes from the bright light. "Gah, why is the sun so bright?"

"You wimp, you teleported to your bathroom, you're inside," said a pouty voice and Yuuri blinked some more before the image of a scowling Wolfram met him.

Yuuri sat up and looked around. He was indeed inside the castle and that would mean the source of blinding light had come from…the demon king stared at Wolfram's blonde hair. How could hair glow like that, it was so bright, like there was a halo around the prince's head.

"Quite starring, wimp," Wolfram yelled throwing a towel at Yuuri.

Yuuri quickly caught the towel. "Don't call me that!"

"Yuuri heika," said a calm voice handing Yuuri his clothes.

"Conrad, I've told you not to call me that."

"Yuuri then, welcome back."

Yuuri gave a smile to his God father as he got dressed.

"Your majesty, your majesty!" Gunter exclaimed when Yuuri excited the bathroom with Conrad and Wolfram on either side (Murata having already made his way to Shinou's temple) and was quickly pulled into his lilac haired tutor's embrace.

"G-Gunter, c-can't breath," he said pulling away.

"Oh your majesty, do forgive me. You've been gone for so long and here I am crushing your breath out of your young lithe body without any consideration for your future life-filled lungful of air. Oh, how can I ever repent from such a blunder? Oh, your majesty, your majesty, Yuuri heika!"

Yuuri chuckled nervously. "I-it's fine, Gunter. What have I missed since last time?"

The lilac haired man suddenly stopped his poetic spazzing and blinked. "Oh, yes. Gwendal wanted to see you about a letter that came from Small Cimaron."

"Small Cimaron," Yuuri said before his black eyes brightened. "Sara!"

Suddenly there was a hand clamped tightly on his shoulder and Yuuri turned his head to see a slightly flaming Wolfram.

"I might have accepted your friendship, but don't get so excited over th-that human king!"

"W-wolfram," Yuuri worriedly mumbled. "It's just Sara."

The golden haired prince just hmphed and crossed his arms.

The demon king sighed and followed Gunter to Gwendal's office where the oldest of the three don't-look-alike brothers sat brooding, hidden behind stacks of papers. When the party entered the office, his blue eyes looked up and landed on the double black king. "Took you long enough. There's plenty of work for you, so grab a quill."

Work already! Gwendal definitely was one to cut to the chase, so Yuuri approached his desk cautiously. "Gunter said there was a letter from Sara."

"Yes, one did come."

"Well, what did it say?" Yuuri asked eagerly.

"King Saralegui invites us to his court on the return of your majesty's arrival so that we may see the progress he has made in uniting the two Cimarron's. Also, there is a party."

"A party!" Yuuri was excited about the prospect of seeing his friend and the hard work the long haired blonde had put forth to reach his dream so far. Plus, the idea of experiencing another party in his alternate world made Yuuri giddy as he had not been to one in a while.

There was a clearing of the throat from Gwendal whose where fixed behind the king. Yuuri turned to see Conrad holding out a quill to him with Wolfram and Gunter holding stack of papers.

"Work before play, Yuuri," Conrad said with his ever placent smile and the young demon king groaned. There really wasn't any escape.

Yuuri stretched his arm above his head upon entering his room. "Aw, sitting at a desk all day really makes even a young body stiff."

"You wouldn't have so much work if you had stayed longer before, wimp."

Yuuri turned startled to his bed to see his blonde friend already sitting on it clad in that ridiculous pink nightgown.

"W-wolfram, are you sleeping in my bed tonight?" Yuuri asked going over to his dresser to get his pajamas on.

"Of course, I'm your fiancé; I have to make sure nothing bad happens to you when you're asleep. And who knows what names you'll call out in your dreams, you cheater. I need to give you proper punishment for it," Wolfram said flopping down on the bed.

Wolfram said he wanted to protect him, but he'd also punish him – what was the point of that if his protector was just going to turn around and hurt him. Yuuri sighed and quickly dressed for bed, going over to the overly large bed and climbing in.

"Ah, it feels so nice to take a break. Gwendal wouldn't even let me go to the bathroom. And my poor hand is going to be cramped for the next week; I must have signed over a thousand documents."

Suddenly, a pillow land hard against Yuuri's face. Removing it, he looked to the side only to be met with the pink clad back of his fiancé.

"Quit complaining wimp and go to sleep. If you want to have the energy to annoy my brother into letting you see that king tomorrow then you should sleep," Wolfram said.

"Oh yeah, oh, I can't wait to see Sara. I wonder how he's doing."

"Do you find that human beautiful, Yuuri?" asked Wolfram, his tone alarming the young demon king.

"Wolfram, why are you asking that?"

"Just answer me, wimp!"

Yuuri stared at Wolfram's back for a minute before looking away and answering. "Well, yeah I guess he's beautiful. He looks a lot like a girl."

"Do you like him?"

"Of course I do!" Yuuri exclaimed cheerfully before greeting a pillow with his face once again and meeting angry green eyes.

"I knew it, you cheater. You unfaithful wimp!"

"Wolf, calm down. Sara's Sara and he's a guy," Yuuri said holding his hands up in defense from any more assaulting pillows.

The blonde prince glared at Yuuri for a moment before hmmphing once again, and flopping back down on his side of the bed. "Fine, as long as it's nothing more."

There was silence for a moment. Yuuri broke it when he deemed it safe. "Night, Wolfram."

"Wimp," was the other mumbled response already half asleep.

The young Moau side before rolling on his side facing the large window in his room and stared out at the dark sky. His body felt so tired with the game this morning, signing all those documents, and then being called wimp…how many times was it now, he'd lost count. But, Yuuri supposed it just wouldn't be the same otherwise here in Shin Makoku. He sighed before letting his eyes flutter shut.

Okay, since I'm not all that confident in that I can make a good Kyou Kara Moau Fic, reviews are appreciated.

-Zee