Drabble-ish. First KKM 'fic.
Disclaimer : Both the characters are not mine to take claim on.
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Seize the Yelling
A short young lad was marching up the dark halls of Blood Pledge castle. His green eyes ablaze and his fists clenched. The soldiers in the vicinity quickly turned away at the sight of the angry Sir Wolfram von Bielefeld and the blond continued his fit of rampage. His feet stamping so hard on the floor it was a miracle it had not broken down yet.
He stopped, albeit abruptly, at a large black door and wrenched it open, slamming it shut behind him. He saw a figure clad in all black, his hair jet black and his back towards him. Yuuri was looking out of the large glass window, not hearing Wolfram come in or just not taking notice of the boy.
Before any greeting could be said, though, Wolfram banged his fist on the desk. Yuuri stirred but did not look at him. "How could you, Yuuri!? I thought we established it already! How could you swoon over girls!" Wolfram was obviously over-reacting, even to the simplest of things.
"Yuuri! You wimp! You cheating, traitorous wimp! How can you go behind my back!?" Wolfram demanded, walking up towards Yuuri. "You're not taking this engagement seriously! That's your problem!" The Bielefeld continued to yell.
"Can't you see, Yuuri? Can't you see how much I love y—" He was cut off, his sentence not finished when a pair of lips silenced his own. It was a quick and fleeting kiss, and after a second, Yuuri pulled away and both boys turning their heads away from each other.
"...Love you." Wolfram tried to finish, though his cheeks were tainted with pink and Yuuri, too, was flushed.
Yuuri grinned at him and shrugged. "I found the noise annoying."
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