I have been into KKM for a while... And since my laptop is very sick aaaand can't finish the stories I have uploaded on here... So, since I have this other computer, I am going to do a different story! So please enjoy my Kyo Kara Maou! story. Let's pray that it gets finished! -crosses fingers- Oh, and I don't own KKM. I is just a fan. =3
A Chance to Change the Past
Chapter 1: Back to Earth and Back One Year
Shibuya Yuuri: age 16
Race: Half human half Mazoku.
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Black
Eyes: Black
Current Occupation: Maou of the Demon Kingdom.
Relationship Status: Engaged to Prince Wolfram von Belefeild.
Yuuri was asleep in his over sized bed with one Wolfram and their adopted daughter Greta. The night was fair and calm. Well… Kinda. The blond prince, once again, had control of the bed along with his curly haired daughter. So he was currently not sleeping as well as he was hoping for.
When things suddenly settled down for the duo in the bed, Yuuri was able to get some sleep. A thought, or more like a dream, suddenly popped into his head… What if Yuuri had kept moving the day Murata was being bullied instead of kept going? Would he still have been the Maou? Would the Maxoku's have still called on him earlier like they had? Would he have ever met the people he has met along the way? No, most likely not… And would this happen? He doubted it.
The more the double black thought about it, the more he started to think about it, the more he felt he shouldn't even be in bed with a man like Wolfram. In fact, he shouldn't even be engaged to him! So much for sleeping and so much for all of that being a dream!
To Yuuri's amazement, he was able to get some sleep. He woke up the next morning the same way he did every day and went for a run with Conrad and had breakfast with every one after words. Gwendal offered to take on the young king's paper work in order to stay away from Anissina's experiments. Who could really blame him? And thankfully for him, Günter was snatched away by the red headed inventor, saving him from his lessons for the day. Now, he had the day to himself. Greta was with the maids, helping in the kitchen, Conrad was patrolling the borders, Ceri-Sama was off on another one of her cruises and Wolfram was training his men. Leaving the day to him to follow the expression, "Me, Myself and I." And he wasn't going to be taking that for granted.
Walking into one of the gardens, where the flowers were in bloom, it was sunny and calm, and the fountain was soothing. It was peaceful and a very nice place to think. And no, the thought from last night did not escape his mind.
It was almost strange how the thought had come to his mind just last night and suddenly be able to be left alone to think about it all. It was almost as if… Someone had planned it all out…. There was no way it could have been Murata or the first Maou since he was practically on his shoulder all the time almost literally. So why did this all suddenly seem so suspicious?
Sighing, Yuuri sat down on the edge of the fountain and looked at the ground. The thoughts of last night just would not leave him alone even when he tried to think of something else. Baseball made him think of Earth and how if he hadn't become Maou, he would probably be playing baseball again. He would have probably had a normal life and maybe had a girl friend instead of being engaged to a man, who may have looked his age, but was 83! He just…
"I wish I didn't stop to help Murata… I wish I had a normal human life on Earth…" He said as he looked into his hands.
"If that is what you truly want…" A soft voice rang in his head.
"Huh?"
Looking around, he began to hear the water from the fountain begin to slightly splash around. When he looked behind him, he saw that the water was swirling around in a circle.
"Then you may change what has already become."
The water then threw it's self at Yuuri, dragging him into the water. The last thing he saw was Wolfram walking into the garden.
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Yuuri woke up on the ground, looking up to the clear, bright sky. Blinking, he kept looking up.
'What happened…? Was I transported to Earth? Why?'
"Hey, is he okay?!"
"Shibuya!"
A crowd of people then surrounded him. One was in his school uniform and looked vaguely familiar… And the others were… His old baseball team?
'I'm on Earth? Where am I? Where did I land?' He questioned as he sat up. He became dizzy and his head began to throb as he sat up to fast.
"Are you okay, Shibuya?" His peer in the black uniform asked.
"Wh…. What happened?" He said holding the right side of his head.
"You spaced out and kept looking at the field and then you were hit by the baseball. Didn't you hear us say look out?" Said one of the players.
"I was hit by a baseball?"
Yuuri then took a good look around. He was at the baseball field. Where he was on his bike. Looking at the team practice. What was so….?
"You now have a chance to undo what was already done, Yuuri Shibuya." Said the strange voice again in his head.
'Chance to undo… What?' Then he remembered… This was the day that he saved Murata and was flushed down the toilet into the world of the Mazoku!
Yuuri's eye's widened. How…? When…? Why…?
"Was all that truly a dream…?" He muttered under his breath.
"What was that?" Asked one of the players.
Looking up at them with a smile on his face he simply said, "Nothing! Nothing at all!" and got up off his butt.
He then picked up his bike and waved a see ya at them, riding towards where he seen Murata that day.
And he did see him. The bullies were at him just as they were last time. Yuuri stopped and looked at the situation.
'I have the chance to undo what has been done she said, right? That's what that voice told me… Do I really want to?' He pondered as he sat on his bike. And then, he did something he felt was almost wrong.
He peddled away. Not bothering to help Murata like he had. He knew Murata was a child of a Mazoku and knew he knew how to fight, with out without magic.
I sent him back in time?! OH SNAP! Just what will happen now that he can change his future?! Review please! And if you have any ideas for the story, it would be much appriated. =)
