AN: o hi thar guys. how's it going. -runs from internet wapanese otaku-
Uh. I like Kyou Kara Maou now. That's it. See profile for more, I guess, but I'm in love with this series k.
Okay, so I totally copied Amindaya's idea of writing a story with 26 chapters based on the alphabet. Chapter one would be A, chapter two would equal B, ect. I was planning to finish or start a story like this, and here it goes. Kyou Kara Maou is such an inspiration to me, compared to Shippuden or Death Note or whatever. (golly gee whiz, that's why she never udpated!)
Be warned, for there is boyxboy in here. the whole story. because i'm sick like that. yep gay boys. did i tell you how much i love them? l:
As always, Kyou Kara Maou does not belong to me. Neither do the characters. This story was written for pleasure, not profit; take it or leave it, loves.
Anyways, please enjoy reading this; the first chapter will be called...!
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Aster (n): a flower with many petals around a yellow disk. Usually a symbol for love, daintiness, and patience.
At six in the morning, in a rather desolate park, two boys were huddled in a patch of flora that was labeled as 'IMPORTED & UNUSUAL FLOWERS'. How the district managed to just preserve this section with the right condition for these flowers, without any greenhouses or closed off areas, was beyond the minds of anyone.
A light fog enveloped the park, making the air around anyone feel a bit muggy. Rain could be tasted on the air, giving some people the right mind to bring umbrellas.
"And what's this one's name?"
"That? That one's a phlox," pointed out a kneeling down Yuuri, who was leaning over a patch of imported American flowers, tenderly caressing their blossoms. A blond-headed boy clad in 'human' clothes, rather than military attire, was inspecting a purple cluster of plants next to Yuuri. The fair-haired boy had a disapproving look in his jade eyes as he stared down at the flora.
"Earth has such strange names for their vegetation," was all that the blond boy muttered from under his breath. You shouldn't be talking, Yuuri thought, before deciding to voice another comment instead.
The raven-haired boy turned his head enough to have the other one in visual range, and answered with an intellectual, "But said vegetation does not vary that much from the ones in Shin Makoku, right, Wolfram?"
Wolfram made a noise in his throat and carefully lowered himself next to his raven-haired fiancé before pointing at another bunch.
"And those?"
"Which? The whitish-beige ones?"
"No, I mean the plants that seem to be sprouting some kind of human appendage."
"…"
"Yes, I mean the whitish-beige ones, wimp," Wolfram applied his palm directly to his forehead at this; his attempt at being funny? Fail. Or maybe Yuuri could not understand sarcasm? No… maybe it was just Wolfram's poor jab at humor.
"Uh… madders…?" Yuuri said with a hesitant tone, rubbing his chin in thought. "Wait, wait, madders have red roots. It might be… no, wait… they could be magnolias…did it even start with an M?" The black-haired boy rambled on, a vain, cerebral war waging inside his head.
Meanwhile, Wolfram took the time to let his eyes wander, until they settled on a pretty type of flower. It was of a light blue shade for the petals, which ringed around a yellow disk; the flower's color unconsciously reminded Wolfram of another back in Shin Makoku…
"Ah well," Yuuri finally concluded, reeling back from his thoughts, and now giving his full attention to his fiancé. "It doesn't matter. And… crap." The Maou was looking at the watch on his wrist, and let a frown play his lips. He had invited Wolfram (or was more likely threatened to bring the blond here, courtesy of said blond) from Shin Makoku for a planned ten minutes, which should be about a day or so in Shin Makoku, if the days between Earth and his Kingdom were still having time gap issues. Yuuri sighed and glanced over at the fair-haired boy, whose eyes were still fixated on a certain patch of flowers.
Noticing that Yuuri was getting up, Wolfram mirrored his King's actions; but instead of walking in the direction to the nearest pond, fountain, puddle, whatever, the black-haired boy kneeled down by the patch of flowers Wolfram had been looking at. In a moment, a fistful of blue was being presented in Wolfram's general direction. The pureblood Mazoku was taken aback in surprise, but accepted the gift from his fiancé with no real qualms… besides that the certain species of plant had a twin brother back in another world, in which his mother had cultivated as a hobby.
"You should bring these back, and start to sow them in Shin Makoku. It would be great to see if a whole strain of plants can adapt in another world; I'm sure Cheri would love to go and plant something new and rename it all, right, Wolf?"
As Yuuri continued to talk, Wolfram could not help but inquire a few more things.
"So, what's this flower's real name?"
Yuuri slowly trailed off from his original topic to stop and think of an answer. "They're called asters. I like these, because they almost have a star-shape to them… I've always wanted them in my Mom's garden at home, but she says we don't have the right conditions to nurture them." Embarrassment showed in the Maou's cheeks. "I guess I want to see if Shin Makoku could hold them, since it is my second home…"
Wolfram was genuinely interested in Yuuri's explanation, and gave a half-smile in response, before asking, "What's the meaning of it?"
"Contentment… I think it can be a symbolism of daintiness, patience, love…" Again, the black-haired boy's voice faded into an unknown, barely-heard language of his own.
Surprise flashed in Wolfram's eyes for a second, before he pressed further. "And you're… uhm." He paused. He knew that the wimp was not even close to thinking of the meaning when he gave Wolfram these flowers, but nonetheless, as a fiancé, he had to overlook everything. "And you're giving me these flowers while knowing that they are a portrayal of elegance, love, and things along those lines? Or is just for the sake of Shin Makoku?"
Well, those words were enough to drag Yuuri back in from reality.
"Huh?"
Wolfram cleared his throat. "I said—"
"N-no! I know what you said! But Wolf, I gave you those flowers…not wholly Shin Makoku, but I wanted you to bring them back to represent them. I guess it's because it looked like some similar plant back in Shin Makoku, and I guess it would've felt nice to receive something that looks so familiar, but is completely different… sort of like a feeling of déjà vu, although more…pleasant, and less aggravating?"
The blond stared at him long and hard.
"What?"
"But I still gave them to you with the intent of giving them to you, okay?"
"Yuuri…"
That left a bittersweet taste on Wolfram's tongue.
The thought of Yuuri giving him anything was enough to melt the arrogant brat into a bubbly mess of emotions.
Alas, the bitterness came from what exactly the flower represented. No, not its symbolism on Earth; but on Shin Makoku, this plant and the one cleverly dubbed 'Konrad Stands upon the Earth' had an uncanny resemblance. And Wolfram was placing his money on the fact that Yuuri only gave him that flower out of the fact it had something to do with Konrad. Like hell it was for Shin Makoku, or it was a pretty shade of blue, or if it resembled a star; it all came down to K-o-n-r-a-d.
While Wolfram was having a tantrum inside himself, Yuuri grabbed the fair-haired boy's wrist and began leading them to the fountain in the centre of the quaint park that they had spent the last ten minutes in.
"Okay, Wolf, you'll need to get back; I don't know how long I trust Greta alone with Anissina for, and as a father, it worries me. And since you're one too, it would be good to kno—"
"Yuuri!" Wolfram snapped abruptly, making the Maou flinch in astonishment. The blond wrenched his wrist back from his fiancé, and used both hands to grip Yuuri's shoulders.
"Why does everything have to do with Konrad when it comes to our relationship?"
Well, even if it was poorly phrased, no matter how he said it, it would have sounded selfish to any ear, so Wolfram decided on the blunt approach.
Yuuri raised a questioning brow. "Huh?"
Inhale. "Yuuri, no matter what, everything comes down to Konrad. When I rescued you from that cliff, all you had on your mind was Konrad. When we're having a conversation, my brother's name always finds a way to pop up. When you're asleep, you always say something about, while you're conscious of it or not, Konrad, and never me." Wolfram shook Yuuri's shoulders to gain more of a reaction from the boy. "Even now, giving me that present, it had to do with Konrad." Exhale.
Yuuri didn't respond with any protests of the sort. Wolfram dug his fingers into the thin material of Yuuri's shirt, hoping to leave marks on the boy's shoulders. His words still lay thick in the air, and he knew he needed an answer now before he left.
Finally, the Maou spoke without falter.
"It may be true that I did think you would like a flower similar to that of your brother's, but with the knowledge that I…" a bit of a break here, in which the black-haired boy was choking on his own words, "…that I, your fiancé, would be giving you something, I thought you would be elated, to a point."
It was true that Wolf should be content to receive anything in this one-sided love that distraught the fair-haired boy so, but apparently this did not wholly convince Wolfram, for the Mazoku was yet to declaw himself from the dark-headed one.
Yuuri continued. "Wolfram, when you were kidnapped, I was the one who blindly followed with the intent of catching you. I was the one who did everything in my might to get you back after you were chosen as a replacement for me. I was the on—"
"But it doesn't matter!" Now the child side, which was half to the majority of Wolfram, was completely exposed, becoming desperate for attention. "No matter how hard I try, it is always Konrad who is there to rescue you, there to protect you! I do get chances, I'll admit, but they are not big enough ones that will actually put me in peril for you! Yuuri, how oblivious can you be, to see that I would give anything to be in Konrad's place right now!?"
Wolfram's voice echoed throughout the empty, foggy air of the park. Yuuri stared at the blond, while Wolfram began to deflate. He was tired. He hated how the human world had nothing that would come to distract their lover's quarrel, even for only a second. Anything, even Soushu, was better than dealing with matters such as these. He needed to go back to Shin Makoku and be thankful for a time gap so he could think up an apology or a way to botch things up, even if they would fall apart again soon, anyways.
And the blond was sure Yuuri would agree, because when self-indulgent Wolfram acts up, it's worse than dealing with the aftermath of a hundred of Anisinna's failed experiments. Distance is what they needed, but it also is the ideal disaster to strike any couple, happy or mismatched, destined or just unlucky.
The spell of silence lasted forever, before Yuuri let out some strangled noise somewhere deep in his throat. At first, Wolfram thought it was going to slowly evolve into one of those 'Maou lectures', but the sound was soon recognized and categorized as something definitely unanticipated.
Laughter. Yuuri was laughing.
Yuuri was laughing in the middle of a park at six in the morning on a Sunday, after having a more or less catty fight with a certain blond fiancé, which was wrapped up by said fiancé pretty much confessing how envious he was of his older brother.
An irritated Wolfram spoke after the Maou's chuckling had finished after a good thirty seconds or so. "What."
"Wolf, you sound just like Konrad and his speeches of protecting me. It's amusing, to a point."
That only made the blond glower. Here Yuuri goes again, talking about the caramel-haired 'knight in shining armor'…bleh.
"But," Yuuri hiccupped here, and rubbed the corner of one eye, trying to swipe a drop of water that had formed while chuckling only moments before. "I am not insulting you when I say that you are not fit for Konrad's position, Wolf."
Of course, Wolfram was fully loaded with a million and a half reasons and about to object, before Yuuri cut him off.
"Konrad is viewed to me as a… father, almost. More so than the one I have here, on Earth, anyway. Other than that, he is my bodyguard. Of course he'll end up saving me most of the times when you can't; that's what he's sworn his life to do, and I'd rather it be that way."
Wolfram's pride was being smothered, as if someone was grinding out a cigarette with their heel. It was slowly being shredded to bits of dust and miniscule particles, before it would be taken by the wind, where it could be swept away forever. Ouchie.
"However, Wolf," Yuuri continued, for he was not finished with his heroic speech that was unoriginally generic, "I see you more as a person to support me through emotional crisis's, instead of life-threatening ones… but I would appreciate it if you were also there for the latter. Wolfram, you are my f…fiancé, but if you change positions with Konrad, it would be Konrad who would be coupled with me. Instead, you'd be out there, protecting me from harm…" Yuuri paused and chanced a glance at Wolfram. "See where I'm going with this?"
Wolfram had taken all this into consideration, and began to slowly nod. "So what you're saying is," he drawled out, thoughtfully, before continuing, "that you would rather be with me than Konrad?"
Yuuri nodded. Of course, being Wolfram, the blond took the Maou's words for another meaning, and decided to continue on.
"So, are you saying that I'm the one you care most about? Or were you just choosing me out of Konrad?"
Yuuri beaome colored in his cheeks. "You're making it sound like that I don't care about Konrad at all."
Wolfram lifted a questioning brow.
Sighing in defeat, and flushing darker, Yuuri managed to get out something along the words of, "But yeah, I guess I do care about you a rather awful lot…"
Words could simply not describe Wolfram's selfish euphoria at Yuuri's last sentence.
The blond embraced him, careful not to crush the asters in hand. He pulled back enough to have his lips hovering next to Yuuri's ear, and Yuuri could almost feel the smile on the boy's lips. Uh oh. "I'll take that as one step towards a love confession, wimp."
An alarm rang off inside Yuuri's head, before he cleverly positioned himself as to where Wolfram was in front of him, as well as the water fountain.
"You're right, Wolfram," Yuuri said, trying to play along for a bit, until he could find another day to deal with his fiancé. "The woman in a relationship is always right."
Blushing, Wolfram opened his mouth to object, but Yuuri had it in his right mind to forcefully push the blond back. In slow motion, he could see a look of complete shock reflect in green pools as the pureblood Mazoku fell into the water, and was sucked not-so-elegantly back into a completely different world.
A good ten seconds passed before Yuuri let out a sigh of relief. Okay, maybe it was not the smoothest argument or serious moment or whatever he had with his fair-haired fiancé, but it would have to do until he could think of a way to make Wolfram interpret all of this as a misunderstanding… right?
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EDIT: Sorry, I had to edit some things. I think I might've lost a review idk. D:
AN: Uh well. Uhm. If any of you are reading from past experiences, I'd be delighted at the thought if you could read and review.
But then again, how many of you are reading from times before? ;w; woops. bad author hailey, bad.
No promises, no lies; who knows how far this story will go until it can't go any further? idk. It's gonna be 26 chapters of ficlets; read the top if you haven't.
So I need some (constructive) feedback: What did you think so far? Is Hais a bad person? Well, yes, but she needs more proof. Also, what's your guess for the next letter? (ahaha, sorry amindaya and others) Any questions, comments, concerns? Certain pairing or theme you'd like to see in the next chapter? (Please keep in mind that this is going to be a collection of 26 one-shots, and no continuation of any of the chapters... maybe.)
ohshit i need to go to tennis so let me wrap this up in simple words.
As always, I'd love it if you told me how it was, lovelies! ;D