Author: Raychill (Erratic-Sanity)
Category: General/Angst
Rating: PG
Keywords: Yuuri, Wolfram, Want
Warnings: Implied boy-love, second person narration!
Type: Pudgy Drabble
Total Words: 235
Summary: Yuuri can't make up his mind.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh or any of its characters. I am using them for my own entertainment
Note: This is written in second person because I thought it would be fun, also it hasn't been beta-ed! Enjoy!
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Turns
"I don't know what I want! I just want it," Yuuri screams back at you. He is frustrated: his face is a warm hue of red full of tension and animosity. You have had this argument before.
"That's not a fair answer wimp!" And you mean it because it isn't really fair – life isn't really fair.
Yuuri halts his rapid pacing across the bed chambers to look you square in the eye. Even in this form his black eyes are sharp enough to give you pause. Continuing this fight further is pointless, but you need something, anything, from your king and supposed fiancé.
He blinks the aggravation from his eyes and sighs dejectedly.
"Look Wolfram, I'm really sorry," he starts and you don't want to hear the rest of it but know you need to, "but I still need more time, to figure everything out. Know what I mean?"
And you don't know or understand how he cannot know what he wants. You'd add "with you" but you are tired of these late night confrontations about marriages and promises and love.
You turn your head away and snort. You'll play angry over hurt any day because being angry is what you are good at. Yuuri walks over to you and places his hand on your shoulder, but you jerk it away because his touch is like fire.
Unlike him, you know exactly what you want.
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Maybe I'll make this into a series of little KKM ficlets. Hmmm? Review please and leave suggestions for others!
