*The 3 Acts of KKM*
Hey howdy hey there folks! So this is my first KKM fanfiction and I wanted to do something unique so I decided to plan up this really long, but not really as complicated as I make it out to be, story that I HAVE to divide into 3 different Acts (or Arcs in the anime/manga world). This is anime based for the most part with some influence from the manga itself, or at least whatever's translated and on the internet…
Now it's time for all that lame story info crap that no one really reads… *sighs*
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KKM AND ANYTHING AFFILIATED WITH IT! IF I DID THERE'D BE A WHOLE LOT MORE OF KKM GOING AROUND!
Overall synopsis: 8 (human) years have passed in Shin Makoku (starting from anime end) and Yuuri, now a pretty decent Maoh at age 24, is still working on obtaining world peace for his other world home. Along the way he meets some old friends, makes some new ones, gets married and goes through some conflicts, some minor, some major. Will King Yuuri ever achieve his final end goal?
Act I synopsis: In the distant human kingdom of Taurogo, an upper-middle age King gets dreadfully ill and might soon die but that's not all this country faces as a new royal face appears, ready to claim his rightful spot as the next King of Taurogo, but he's gonna need the help of King Yuuri and his friends.
Act II synopsis: The Yuuram wedding is fast approaching and its up for the people in Shin Makoku to get things all set! But it would appear the gang is going to need more help. Good thing the Earth Maoh, Bob, knows a couple of very capable beings.
Act III synopsis: When winter comes it snows, but that's not all this winter brings. Conflict has bubbled up and it would appear that it is something not even King Yuuri can avert. Forced to sit back and watch (and worry), Yuuri and the others can do nothing but watch as a county tears itself in two.
POV: Third person (unless it changes which I doubt it will).
Major couples: Yuuri & Wolfram, OC & Greta, Saralegi X OC
Couple face-offs: SaaYuuram, Yuuram vs. Yuuri & OC, (Slight) Lindsey & Greta vs. OC & Greta (that's all I can remember right now…)
Key: "Regular dialogue," "emphasis dialogue," thoughts/emphasis in other text, flashbacks (end and start of).
Now onto the show! Please enjoy and always remember to review at the end! (Don't worry… I'll remind you later *winks*).
*The 3 Acts of KKM, Act I Start: The Prince of Taurogo*
The strokes of the pen on paper were heard in the background softly as the others in the office chattered away about the most unimportant of things. Lately, things around Blood Pledge Castle have been pretty laid back, hardly on what it used to be eight human years ago. But Yuuri Shibuya wasn't complaining on that fact. He had grown used to the peace and quiet. In fact, over the past eight years, King Yuuri of the Mazoku was pretty close to his initial goal of unifying this other world in peace. The only countries left were four small human countries and Big and Small Shimaron, both of which cannot join the alliance until King Saralegi completes his unification process over yonder. Yuuri wasn't so much worried about the Shimaron nations anymore, he knew that Sara wouldn't let him down, he too is so adamant about going into alliance, though truthfully Yuuri knows that all Sara wants is just power (took him several years to finally get it through his thick, naïve skull) but he trusts the fellow half-breed king none-the-less.
"And this spring is so lovely this year!" Gunter said as he clapped his hands together. "Everything is just blossoming and so beautiful! The perfect season for His Majesty the Maoh!"
Yuuri smiled at bit to himself as he signed yet another paper. He glanced over to his left and saw Gwendal also signing. Despite what the intimidating, cute-loving Mazoku said about signing papers being solely placed upon Yuuri's shoulders, he has continued to assist him in the Maoh's still most hated pastime, though nowadays Yuuri takes it without complaining as much anymore.
The Maoh certainly has changed a bit over the years; from that over-emotionally-driven fifteen year old to a twenty-four year old respectable and collected king. Though from time to time one can see Yuuri being his old teenage self when he plays catch with Conrad and in the field with his citizens, or whenever Wolfram calls him a wimp, or when he does complain about his endless piles of paperwork, he has changed for the better and is now a true king, in every sense of the word.
Glancing to his right Yuuri noticed the other two brothers, Conrad and Wolfram, standing faithfully near him, protecting him always, even in their own home. By this point Yuuri chuckled to himself. He still was not used to be followed around everywhere, especially by his over-attentive, over-protective, quick-to-get-jealous, Little Lord Brat of a fiancé Wolfram (there were other words to describe the blonde von Bielefelt but that would take too much time and not enough effort). "Yuuri!" There he goes… Said male thought as he looked up fully to stare back into a pair of emerald eyes. "What's with that smile? You better not be thinking of whoever it is you're cheating on me with!" Yuuri couldn't hold back the laugh that bubbled up from his lungs. "Yuuri!"
"Sorry Wolfram." Yuuri apologized, chuckling once more. "But seriously, calm down. I was actually thinking about you."
At that Wolfram was taken aback, eyes widening and a blush appearing on his face. He turned to the side quickly and crossed his arms, hoping to hide and shake off the blush. In all these eight years, Yuuri still was not conveying all of his feelings he felt for Wolfram, some question wither or not the Maoh even has feelings for his fiancé, it was an accidental proposal not meant to happen from both parties. But lately (for the past few years or so) Yuuri has been saying things like before, causing the Little Lord Brat's heart to skip a beat and the blood to rush to his face. He still didn't know if he was being played or not by the Maoh. "Oh? Care to tell me what about me graced your thoughts?" Wolfram spoke then, internally celebrating for not stuttering once like he felt like would happen.
Yuuri smiled and shook his head. "Nope."
"You wimp! I'm your fiancé! You're supposed to tell me everything!"
"Don't call me a wimp!" Yuuri automatically shot back, ignoring the rest of Wolfram's sentence.
"A wimp is a wimp!"
Déjà vu… Yuuri thought. He was sure he's heard that sentence before. "I said don't call me a wimp!"
"Wimp, wimp, wimp!"
Yuuri groaned and rubbed his face in his hands. "Where's Murata when I need him?"
Conrad chuckled. "Where he always is… the Tomb of Shinou."
Yuuri sighed and wordlessly got back to work, knowing that sooner or later (most likely sooner) that Gwendal would have been breathing down his neck, telling him to get to back to work. Yuuri was able to get one piece of paper signed before the doors flew open and in came Josak, panting and waving around a piece of paper. "Josak." Gwendal scolded as he rose from his sitting position. "How could you just storm in here like—"
"I have news!" Josak interrupted, apparently still in his adrenaline high since his voice was quite loud.
"What's the news? It must be important since you came in here so quickly." Gunter said as he, and everyone else, waited to hear of this news.
Josak finally caught his breath and looked straight into His Majesty's eyes. "A prince has arisen from seemingly out of nowhere claiming to be the next in line for the throne of Taurogo."
"Taurogo?" Yuuri asked, recognition hitting him. "Isn't that the human kingdom with the king on his deathbed due to an illness?"
"Yes." Josak confirmed. "The same without a legitimate heir to the throne. And get this; word is going around that this prince is actually half Mazoku."
"Half Mazoku?" Wolfram asked, a little bit surprised. "And he's the heir to the throne in Taurogo?"
Josak sighed and nodded once. "Apparently so. A traveler who just got off at our ports was talking about it. It seems that this prince really is the heir… apparently during the war the last human king and a Mazoku female who was secretly living amongst them fell in love and thus a child resulted. During a siege of the castle the king was killed at the woman retreated with the child and went into hiding and apparently that child is this prince. But other than that, that's all this traveler knew about it all."
"Is that so? No name?" Yuuri asked and Josak only shook his head, answering back with a 'No, Your Majesty.' Yuuri sighed and thought for a moment before pulling out a blank sheet of paper and began to write down a letter.
"Yuuri, what're you doing?" Wolfram asked as he neared closer to the desk.
"I'm writing a letter extending an invitation to this prince. I'm interested to learn more about him and perhaps since he's half Mazoku he would think about allying with us once he becomes king…"
"If he does." Gwendal added.
"If he does." Yuuri repeated with a slight nod.
"King Yuuri, I understand the reason why you plan on doing this," Gunter began, "but see it from my point of view; we know nothing of this prince nor how trust worthy he is, he cannot be trusted."
Yuuri stopped, looked up from his letter and smiled brightly. "That's quite alright. I'm not as incompetent in fighting and self-defense as I was when I first came here and besides, I know you all would protect me if something were to go awry." Yuuri then began once more on his letter. "I have no concerns about this. I believe I'm doing right."
Gunter stuttered to himself and Wolfram scoffed, muttering something about a wimp, Gwendal just sighed and sat down to continue signing more documents, Josak grinned at the Maoh as Conrad stood smiled warmly.
*The 3 Acts of KKM: The Prince of Taurogo*
Meanwhile in Small Shimaron's castle, King Saralegi too has received news on the new prince's arrival to their world. "Hmm… this is interesting… a half Mazoku being the next in line of a human kingdom, a kingdom known to be just as brutal against the Mazoku clan as Big Shimaron used to be." Sara thought about this for a moment before smiling. "It wouldn't surprise me though… since King Yuuri's arrival many an unexpected thing has occurred, as well as shocking things."
Berius nodded in agreement. With King Yuuri's arrival many events occurred, one of them being that he reunited Sara with his mother, Berius' sister. He was glad for it. Though the two (in fact three counting himself) were still on rough terms for the most part, it was good for all of them. Shinzoku was prospering again, Alazon was still the reigning Queen, and Sara was doing a great job in unifying both Shimarons. Though it was taking a while, it was to be expected. The end result will be the same, one big Shimaron under King Saralegi. The king was already making plans to relocate to the bigger castle in Big Shimaron (staying in a smaller capital wouldn't be appropriate even though it was his father's castle and making a new castle when there was already one steadily available was just plain stupid) and keeping the one they were living in now as a vacation or guest home. In the end the ultimate goal was to forge an alliance with Shin Makoku as well as the rest of the allied countries for world peace. Yes, even Sara was rooting for world peace though in all honesty he was more interested to see if the Great Maoh could even achieve it; so far so good.
"Speaking of which…" Sara started up once more. "I wonder what Yuuri is planning to do. If he hasn't already heard the news he will eventually and I know he'll just act on it, that's just the type of person he is." Sara smiled faintly to himself. "I'll have to keep a close connection with him to know his plans and be a part of it as well, don't you agree Berius?"
Berius bowed at the waist. "Yes, Your Majesty."
*The 3 Acts of KKM: The Prince of Taurogo*
A few days later in a suite in the capital castle of Taurogo, a prince open a read a letter from the Maoh of Shin Makoku with great anticipation and excitement. Being half Mazoku, receiving a letter from the Maoh was quite an exciting occasion, even if he himself is a royal. He had to admit that when he heard from his protector, Riscard Tio, that a message had come from the Great Demon Kingdom, the prince nearly jumped for joy. He, who had never even once seen the homeland of his beloved mother, was hoping for an invitation from the Maoh to go say hello and to visit the country since news of his arrival seemed to have been transferred through the wind to all corners of the world.
Now when he did in fact read that it was an invitation from His Majesty the Maoh, the prince did in fact jump for joy with a very child-like 'Whoo-hoo!' that made Riscard roll his eyes, yet smile, at His Royal Highness, the babe, then boy, then man that this particular protector was waiting for years to serve. He himself was half Mazoku, though the citizens didn't know that, nor did the present king and all his followers. In fact, Riscard looked so much like a human (what with his medium brown, shoulder length hair and amber eyes) that even His Highness mistook him for a full human. Not that it mattered. His human appearance allowed him to live freely in Taurogo while he waited for the prince to return back home.
Riscard was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the embarrassed laughter of his prince. "That… was not prince-like at all…"
Riscard scoffed and his smile grew. "No worries, Your Highness, only I was present to see your momentary lapse in childish behavior."
The prince laughed. "Is that what we're calling it? I like it." The prince walked over to his desk and got a piece of paper and a writing utensil to compose a reply. "Well, I've been invited to head over to Shin Makoku Riscard… shall I go?"
"If you wish sire."
The prince let out a breath in exasperation. "I know I want to go but I'm asking if I should."
Riscard thought about it for a moment. The prince does have a duty to win over his people if he should ever have a chance to take control of the country as king, but he just arrived but less than a week ago and the protector has heard only good things about the current Maoh, perhaps some outlandish and dangerous-sounding moments, but nothing Riscard, nor even His Highness, could handle. "I do not think it would be too horrible to go."
"You want to go back home too don't you?"
The protector shook his head. "This is my home. Shin Makoku was only the place I was born in."
"Still…" The rest of the sentence fell silent and the prince sighed once more. "We'll go, but I'll play it safe for now. No need to go charging into the fray so hastily." Riscard only nodded.
As the prince worked on the reply Riscard glanced over to the beautiful golden brown falcon who was standing on its perch, obedient to its master, His Highness, and to some extent Riscard. It was the falcon that delivered the message to the castle from the sea port. This particular falcon was called a Nankeen Kestrel, usually all golden brown (with the exception of their white underbellies and grey-white head) but this one had black-blue secondary flight feathers on his wings, appropriate for the half Mazoku prince. In Taurogo the royal family is always awarded a falcon as a symbol of the Country of Wind, though for this particular go-around Riscard and His Highness had to fight to even get what he is allotted to get, all because of one half of his lineage.
Flashback start:
His Highness stood with his back tall before the council, a group of eight humans (nine with the inclusion of the present king but he was far too sickly to join them nor did he care for his replacement) all of which who hated the Mazoku with a fiery, burning passion that was almost alarming. "So what you are telling me is that you flat out refuse to give me my bird, despite I being the true heir to the kingdom and not your lord-become-king master, all because my mother was a Mazoku?"
"That is correct demon-spawn." One of the council men said as he crossed his arms over his chest, placing his hands inside the large sleeves of his councilman robe. They looked almost like the kimonos in Japan, except far less intricate and more professional, as to be expected of such a position, except they didn't have a belt (obi) around their waist, just some tassels to tie the robes to their bodies.
"That is complete arbitrary, not to mention extremely raciest and offensive. I am not spawn; I am an offspring, a child, not to mention your prince."
"You may have been the son of out late king, spawn," another councilman spoke up, his body language mirroring the one who spoke before him, "but you are not our prince."
The prince narrowed his eyes and his right hand itched to draw the sword at his waist and to demonstrate to these wayward councilmen who exactly their prince is. Fortunately Riscard jumped in, standing before his prince in a pose that spoke, no screamed, threats to the conniving council members. "I would advise you to rethink that statement councilman. Despite his being half human, His Highness does possess the power to obliterate you, as do I, so if I were you I would give His Highness the falcon that is promised to him by his blood." The prince blinked behind his protector but gave a slight nod, agreeing to his words.
It was then that the scared councilmen, if only for the moment, gave the prince what he wanted, but not without putting in one last insult as the prince and his protector left, key in hand to get a falcon from the holding pens. "Good luck in getting a falcon, you demon hóra barn."
The prince stopped in his tracks and turned his head, if but a fraction, back to the councilmen. Behind him Riscard had his left hand clenched and with his right gently urged the prince to continue moving. The prince didn't like it, not retaliating to being called a demon whore child, but Riscard was right, to react now would not end well.
Flashback end:
"I finished the response." His Highness sounded happily. "I kept it all mysterious and cool."
"What are you trying to do Your Highness? Keep them guessing till the last moment?"
"If I can. Might as well have a bit of fun before all the seriousness starts, right?"
"I suppose so Your Highness."
The prince chuckled to himself and gave his response to his beautiful falcon. "Send it back to the port please, Ira. And be careful." The bird sounded took to the sky, flying through the open window with a rolled up parchment in its beak. A few beats of silence passed before the prince spoke back up again. "The Maoh's name is Yuuri Shibuya?"
"Yes, Your Highness. Why do you ask?"
The prince gave a shrug before turning quickly, his dirty blonde, mid back hair being flipped through the air as he smiled brightly at his protector. Pure grey eyes brightly shining back into amber ones. "Oh, nothing important Riscard."
*The 3 Acts of KKM: The Prince of Taurogo*
So there's chapter 1, Act 1. Please review and tell me what you think (and if I should continue).