Anime/manga: Kyou Kara Maou

Genre: Humor/ Romance/ Drama

Disclaimer: All the characters along with this anime/manga is belong to Tomo Takabayashi and Temari Matsumoto and Studio Deen. If they're mine, I would probably make Wolfram dump Yuuri. Hehe… Just kidding! I'm a sucker for anything to do with Yuuram anyway.

Summary: Murata is in love! What a thrill! Now the castle will have something new to talk about. But oh no, it seems he had fallen in love with the wrong person, because that person is the King's fiancée! Now what should he do…? It might contain a lot of OOCness and shounen-ai. Don't say I don't warn you!

Rating: Hmm… I don't know… Maybe a bit T, and a bit M?

Author's note: My very first fanfiction. It's my dream to see Wolfram being together with Yuuri, and Murata is in the middle of it all…! Sorry for the grammar mistakes. Check this out if you please.

I'll Believe in the Red-Thread.

Chapter 1

"You're ready, Wolfram?" Conrad asked, smiling at his baby brother who stood just a few meters away from him. The second son of the 26th ex-Maoh and captain of Shin Makoku army looked at the slight of frown on the blonde's eyebrows and the flash of determination in the emerald eyes with a proud feeling.

"Whenever you are, Weller-kyo!" Wolfram answered back. He steadied himself by kicking the ground twice with his right heel. Without wasting another useless breath, the third son of Lady Cheri charged towards his second brother.

Easily Conrad blocked the blow, and twisted his sword before pushing the smaller soldier's sword. Conrad had to admitted that his baby brother's temper and strength is not something that he should looked down, but now he had to make a mental note that Wolfram is growing stronger and better swordsman. Let alone the fact that he will grow to be such a dazzling beauty, much more beautiful than their mother, Conrad believed.

Wolfram jumped behind, regaining back his steady posture before attacked again with a hard and careful blow. This time Conrad does not found that this will be an easy block so he clashed his sword onto Wolfram's. He flashed a smile of happiness at his little brother and saw a slight of blush on Wolfram's feature before Wolfram dodged his attack gracefully. Their swords clashed with each other for quite a few numbers of times and sometimes they had to back off for a moment to catch their breath before continued.

Murata leaned on the pillar as he watched the two brothers sparring with an amused smile on his lips. He can't believe his ears when he'd overheard Wolfram asked Conrad, his-second-big-brother-whom-he'd-hated-because-he's-half-human, for a sparring practice with him. The Daikenja could see the surprise formed on the captain's face but he quickly changed it to a warm and blissful smile and immediately agreed to the prince's request. Murata believed how happy he is to finally get to spend time with his precious baby brother.

While the blue-uniformed soldiers aka Wolfram's troops cheered and encouraged their lord to do better, Murata's mind lingered at how beautiful the prince are. His nature beauty really amazed him; he wondered why Yuuri didn't fall for him after all these times. Maybe Yuuri is a fool after all. Which part of the messy wavy blond hair that said I-don't-care-how-I-look-look, brilliant emerald-green eyes, flawless creamy-white skin, board little body, curvy waist and slender legs that Yuuri didn't get? He shook his head, glancing at the others, he said, "That's the proof."

"What proof?" The voice behind him makes Murata jumped out of surprised.

"Shibuya! Don't scare me like that!" He let out a sigh of relief before slapped his friend's back playfully.

Yuuri chuckled."Well, I saw you talking to yourself just now so I thought I'll give you a company." He said. "What proof are you talking about anyway?"

"I was having fun talking to myself just then until you came and ruined it." Murata rolled his eyeballs. "Nothing really. I just thought how beautiful you're fiancée is and that is the proof." He pointed at a group of maids and guards who had stop of whatever they are doing just to have a look at the sweaty aka sexy prince. Even some of Wolfram's troops are holding their bleeding noses with their palms. Yuuri sighed and smiled at the same time as he shot his look at the direction of the two sparring brothers.

"I know what you mean. Wolfram is quite a catch in the eyes." He answered, smiling. "Although it is quite a surprise to see him practicing with Conrad. So what are you doing here?" The King glanced at his friend.

"I'm just bored and came here to visit you. Until I overheard von Bielefeld-kyo asked Weller-kyo for a few sparring practices. I can't help myself to see the result of the practice you know, to see who's got the most of black and blue eyes or broken nails, claw marks or something like that…"

"Murata! You're sick!" Yuuri laughed uncontrollably.

"…Or if I'm in luck, maybe I could see the way the sexy prince took off his sweaty uniform like this…" Murata took off an invisible coat from his body and groaned playfully, trying to imitate Wolfram's voice. "Yuuri… Come and touch me… After all I'm your fiancée…"

Yuuri laughed harder. "Murata! Stop that! You're killing me!" He wept a tear that formed at the corner of his right eye. "You're sucks at imitating him! And besides, he will never do such a thing. Or even sound like that." The young king took a deep breath before letting go, but still smiling after he did.

"Oh, come on! Anything is possible about him, right?" The wiser man winked.

"Yes, he is. Like when he sneaked to sleep on my bed with that frilly pink nightgown, let alone he'd sleep naked on the first night, trailing me wherever I went, giving wrath anytime he sees fit, and keep reminding me that he's my fiancé." His face seemed dreamy when he flashed back all the memories. "But I know his limit. He has too much pride to even sound like that."

Murata looked at him curiously. "How would you know?"

"Because I believe in him."

The Great Sage startled for a bit. He could feel the warmth and the gentleness at the King's voice when he said those words. There's no doubt that the words contained a lot of loves in them. And it seems like the Maoh haven't realized it yet. His eyes suddenly grown saddened, but he immediately hidden them behind his glasses that tinted by sunshine. Well, he sure will not make the idiot Maoh realizing those feeling anytime soon.

"Of course you are…"

The sound of the clashing sword finally stopped after a good half an hour later. The two tired soldiers are even in the practice. Wolfram's men are cheering boisterously for their master. They know that their master's brother are the best swordsman that had ever live, so to be even in the sword practice with Conrad Weller is really something that made they proud of their Lord Wolfram von Bielefeld. Yuuri Shibuya jumped out of joy for both of them, couldn't really believed that those brothers were even. Ken Murata laughed and cheered too, totally forgetting his sadness just now. Every single soul that had watched Conrad and Wolfram finished their little training smiled and nodded, approving and praising their skills.

The two soldiers are tired now; each tried to take up as much air as possible to fill their lungs. Though Wolfram did look much worst than his second brother. His hair damped with sweat and his cheeks are flushing. The smaller boy dropped on the ground failing his steady posture due to his tiredness. Almost immediately, his personal bodyguard ran to his master and gave him a clean towel and a glass of icy cold water. One of his soldiers gave Conrad a towel and water too. Wolfram drank the whole water down with just a few gulps. Conrad however only took a sip of his water, but continued staring at his baby brother and smiled widely. Wolfram finally annoyed by his endless stares and smiles.

"If practiced with me meant that you had to stares at me like a pervert and smiles like an idiot, I guess this is the last practice that we will ever have, Conrad." Rolling his eyes to show he was annoyed, Wolfram growled.

Conrad chuckled and hidden his mouth behind a palm of his hand. "I didn't mean it like that at all, Wolfram. It just that you really improved, I mean, strongly improved. I really impressed." Conrad gave his brother compliments that he was sure Wolfram haven't heard for a long, long time. He smiled, pleased to see a darker shade of red on the pretty boy cheeks.

Wolfram let out a quiet 'humph!' and took off his blue jacket to clean his sweat from his neck and arms. Seeing this, Murata shoved Yuuri's rib, smirking I've-told-you-so-smirk. Yuuri shook his head disbelief. It had always been Murata with his perverted thought… Even on Wolfram…

When he turned too looked at his tired fiancée and his bodyguard once again, he realized Wolfram was staring at him wide eyes. He suddenly remembered what had pushed him here in the first place. The young king sweat dropped and waved at his so-called-fiancée slowly, and I mean, really slowly until Conrad burst out laughing loudly.

"YUUUURIIII!!" Wolfram yelled and stormed at the double-black boy. Yuuri quickly turned, prepared to run for his life but he was blocked by an evil smirking Murata.

Yuuri growled. "Murata… You better get out of the way…"

Murata smiled innocently. "But your fiancée told me to hold you up…"

And yes, from behind, Yuuri did heard Wolfram shouted at Murata, "Don't let him get away, Geika!!"

He sighed. There's nothing he could do but prepared himself for his doom. It's his fault anyway. Wolfram had warned him to not running away from his advisor aka Gunter von Christ or more importantly his studies about the kingdom. Or he HIMSELF would drag Yuuri to be one of Anissina von Kalbelnikoff's guinea pigs. The King who was very scared at that time, he believes Wolfram can make it happen, immediately agreed to study very hard. And now… Well, he did remember after his bath, he wanted to look for Greta to play something, and then he heard the lilac haired advisor footsteps and quickly hide himself behind the heavy curtains. Only after making sure Gunter was very, very far from him that he got out and went to joined Murata. He sighed again, and let himself being choked by an angry fire-wielder prince.

"YUURI!! I'VE TOLD YOU NOT TO SKIP YOU'RE STUDY! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU, WIMP?!" Yuuri twitched at the last word.

"Hey! I am not a WIMP! It just…err… It happened that… Gunter couldn't find me so… Yeah! That's right! He couldn't find me so I don't need to study! That's all!" He laughed sheepishly, thinking he could fool Wolfram just this one time… Oh God, please let me survive… I'm too young to die! The Maoh pleaded.

"You think I buy that!? You idiot, wimpy Maoh!" Oh, damn it. He forgot how clever Wolfram is. "You've just came back and you neglected your duty as the Maoh!? What kind of wimp are you!?"

"Come on, Wolfram… give me a break…"

Wolfram choked him harder. "A BREAK!! I'll give you a break! In your own damn grave!!" These sentences from his own fiancée did make him shivered. "For Shinou's sake, you're not a kid, Yuuri. You. Are. A. MAOH!! A Maoh doesn't need a break, wimp! You had left us and your country for almost two weeks! How can we gave you another break!!" Wolfram is ready to point his sword at the other boy. Yuuri yelped and brought his hands up to hold Wolfram's arm.

"Honestly, Wolfram… I didn't mean it like that, at all…" His onyx eyes went on to searched for a pair of brown ones. He heard a small chuckled and glared at his friend. "I'm really gonna kill you someday, Daikenja or not." This only make Murata laughed harder.

"What did you mean that you didn't mean it like that at all!? You didn't admit that you'd abandoned us to go back to Earth? What, you found some beautiful girls or handsome boys that you like there, haven't you? Wimpy cheater!!" The sword was dangerously nearing the double-black along with an angry pair of emerald eyes.

"Huh!?" Yuuri widened his eyes in shock. "No! Why do you always have to go to that point of view!? What I REALLY mean is that it is not my fault that I had fell into the fountain at the Shinou Shrine in the first place and got sucked to Earth and then fell into the sink at my bathroom and got sucked back here! You should at least ask Murata or Ulrike about that! Or more or less, ask Shinou himself!" His eyes finally caught up with the one that he was looking for and extended his hands forward. "Conrad! HELP ME!!"

Conrad still chuckled when he went to save the Maoh of Shin Makoku from his baby brother. "Now, now, Wolfram. It's not like Heika have a choice when he want to go back or not. I'm sure it's not out of his will, right Heika?" He smiled gently and lowered the sword from Yuuri, who let out quite a heavy sigh. Man, Wolfram could be REALLY scary sometimes! He thought. And then he realized something.

"It's Yuuri, Conrad… Not Heika. You are my godfather anyway." He turned to look at the older man and murmured a thank you for saving him and calming the angry prince.

"Of course, Hei… I mean Yuuri." Conrad replied.

Wolfram glared at his fiancée and second brother and sheathed back his sword, letting go the neck of the poor king with a loud "humph!" again. Yuuri glared back at him but somehow he missed it and caught another pair of black eyes that was looking at him with a light full of love and affections behind the Maoh. Murata smiled at him gently and he turned his head away from the Great Sage, wondering why the heck his cheeks flushed when he looked at another boy other than Yuuri.

He glanced at the wiser man once again. Murata was still looking at him, up and down from his hair to his toe. It's like the Daikenja wants to eat him alive. Or more likely was eating him alive. Wolfram shivered at that point. His wild thoughts were interrupted when Yuuri tucked at his sleeve harshly yet gently.

"What?" Wolfram asked, turning his head surprise at his fiancée's action.

"What do you mean by what?" Yuuri asked back sternly. "I called you a hundred times. And what did you do? Staring into spaces like you were daydreaming or something. Is something wrong, Wolfram?" He released his grasp, concerned at the smaller boy.

Wolfram however, did not answer and just stared at Yuuri and Conrad blankly. He glanced back at Murata but the boy had changed his passionate expression into his normal joyful expression, smiling happily. Like normal. Like usual.

"Are you all right, Wolfram?" It was Conrad's turn to ask the younger soldier. Wolfram's look… somehow made him worried, or more likely scared him.

Wolfram shook his head. "No. It's nothing." He looked up, smiling warmly. "Don't worry, Conrad."

Yuuri stared at him like he didn't know who was standing in front of him. Conrad shared the look on his godson's face. However he smiled back at his brother, noting the uneasiness in Wolfram's voice.

"Why don't you go lie down for a while, Wolfram? You must be really tired after the training." Conrad said to make his brother feel better. Wolfram somehow approved to this suggestion, nodded his head and turned on his heel to make his way back into the castle.

Yuuri stared at the back of Wolfram's body until they gone behind some wooden door. He turned to look at his godfather who just shrugged his shoulders and smiled at him apologetically. Conrad immediately dismissed Wolfram's troops, whom, by the way, looking worried and dumbfounded by their master's sudden silenced.

The young king was about to catch up to Conrad when he was engulfed in a pair of long hands and lavender hair fell upon his face with a dramatic squeal, "Heikaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!". Oh no! Where's Wolfram when you need one!?

"I can't… breathe… Gun… Gunter…" Yuuri chocked. "Conrad… Con… WOLFRAM! HELP!"

Conrad chuckled when he heard Yuuri's outburst but he didn't saved him this time, realizing that Yuuri really need to go and have some study as the Maoh. Anyway, Gunter wouldn't dare to choke their king to death like Wolfram just, I mean almost did.

The brown haired soldier glanced behind, as he stared at the departed Great Sage and loosing the ability to smile. He made another mental note that said,

"There's something wrong when Geika looked at Wolfram and I'm going to find out what it is."

TBC

There! Done my first chapter! Tell me if you like me to continue, and sorry for any OOCness guys!

Thanks for reading!