New Story! Hey Everyone, she posted a new story! Sorry I've been gone, concussions and sickness suck. That's ll I'm gonna say. Enjoy!

I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh.

What have I gotten myself into? I ask as I smooth down my maid uniform. I slip on my black flats and tie my apron around my waist. I can't believe I agreed to help Elizabeth. Why would I think this would be a good idea? I think back to when Elizabeth was first put under our head healer's care.

*Flashback*

"Elizabeth, why did you run out into the street and almost get hit by a carriage?"

Elizabeth looks down in shame. She tucks a piece of her golden blonde hair behind her ear and smiles sheepishly. "I had to protect His Majesty. It is my duty."

"You're a maid!" I shout, my voice ringing throughout the walls of the castle. "Maids don't take the hit, the guards do." I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. "You're lucky it's just a sprained ankle."

"It'll heal in 5 to 14 days." Elizabeth says.

"How much work will you miss?"

"Oh I don't plan on missing work. If I have to, I'll hop to work." She says and tries to get up, only to wince as her ankle touches the floor. I push her back down.

"You're not going to hop to work. Figure something out."

"Well…"

"No."

"But Wolfram…"

"No." I say and tap her forehead. "I see that glint in your eyes and the answer is no."

"But Wolfram, you'd make the perfect substitute for me. You're my brother after all."

I shove my hands in my pockets. "We look nothing alike. You have a huge ass chest, because you have two meat bags of fat connected to your chest. Our eye colors are different, mine are green and yours are pink. Lastly, we have different hair color and lengths. This would never work."

Elizabeth taps her chin. "You still could pull it off." She pouts and gives me 'puppy dog eyes'. "Please Wolfram, won't you do it? Please?" She holds her hands together in a silent prayer.

I huff. "Fine. I'll help you." I walk over to the door and pull it open. "You'd better be grateful." I say as I slam the down.

*End of Flashback*

"Wolfie, are you almost ready?" Mother calls from the other side of the door.

"Yeah, you can come in." The door to my bedroom is thrown open and my mother steps through. She smiles at me and pulls something out of her bag.

"What is that?" I ask as I eye the suspicious looking bag.

"These," Mother says as she shows me wat was in her hand. "are extensions."

My eyes rift down to the fake pieces of blonde hair connected to a clip. "Where did you get those?"

Mother smiles. "I have my ways. These are actually mine." She lifts up my hair and presses the extensions against it. "Now stay still." I wince as the extension makes a sharp clicking sound as it is clicked in place. "There." She says and fans the extensions over my shoulders.

I turn to look at myself in the mirror. Somehow, I look exactly like Elizabeth, well, minus the huge chest.

"What time is it?" I ask.

Mother looks to the clock on the wall. "Almost ten. You're shift starts soon."

"Oh shit!" I say and practically run from my room. I bound down the staircase and burst through the front door of the castle. I make my way over to the stables and pick up Elizabeth's saddle for her horse, Smoky. I approach him and he neighs in distaste. "Listen, I know we hate each other, but I'm doing this for Elizabeth, so can we get along for at least four days?" He neighs and shakes his head, it looks like he's nodding. I smile and put his saddle on him. I place my feet in the stirrups and climb up onto the saddle. "Let's get going, shall we?" I pat his neck and pull on his reigns. He takes off at a gallop towards the town. Various numbers of men, women, and children line the town square. Vendors shout about their merchandise while drunken old people laugh and gurgle in the bars. I wrinkle my nose in disgust as they turn to smirk at me. I can feel their filthy stares on my ass as I lead Smoky away towards the castle. Once I approach the castle gates, a guard halts me.

"Who goes there? Oh, it's just you Elizabeth." He says and instructs the other guards to let me in. He takes me into the stables and I put Smoky into an empty stall. I go to remove Smoky's saddle when he shoves me forward. I land smack onto a hard chest.

"I'm so…" I say and look up. I'm met by the prettiest black eyes I've ever seen. "…sorry."

The stranger holds a hand out to me and I take it. He helps me up and smiles brightly before going to the black stallion in the back of the stable. Well, the horse isn't fully black, it has a long white streak covering its snout. The stranger pets the horse and nuzzles his cheek against the horse's.

"How are you doing today Ao?" The horse neighs excitedly. "It seems you are excited." A sigh. "I wish I was the same. I've been so busy I haven't had the time to take you out."

I open my mouth to say something when a loud, worried scream interrupts me. "Prince Yuuri! Prince Yuuri where are you?"

The stranger before me sighs again. He blows his bangs out of his face and looks back to his horse. Another sigh. "Guess I can't escape. I'm in here Gunter."

A man with lilac hair and violet eyes come barging in, almost knocking me into the stray hay bales in the corner of the stables. He gathers the stranger into a bone crushing hug and weeps into his shoulder.

"Oh Prince Yuuri, I thought you left because you hated me. I thought, 'Oh what a cruel fate this is!', but I've found you now." He releases the stranger and grabs his arm. "Come, we must prepare for your upcoming crowning." He drags the strange boy out of the stables. It's then that his words click into place. Prince? That stranger was a Prince? He seems so mysterious, black hair and eyes. He's a double black. That's very rare in our country, but maybe it's not uncommon here. I shake my head and lock Smoky into his stall. I turn my head to look back at the guard, and see him staring at, you guessed it, my ass. I've been told from many people that my ass is both sexy and…cute. I usually flambé them after they tell me that though. I ignore the guard and clear my throat.

"So, what's first on the agenda?" I ask the guard.

He breaks his gaze away from my backside and blushes. He scratches the back of his neck. "Well, since there are a lot of maids around, you have the least amount of duties. You gather the laundry, but you don' do it. You help serve lunch since you work from 10:00 to 1:00. That's pretty much all you do."

I nod and he leads me to the Prince's bedchambers. He thrusts a laundry basket into my hands and takes a bow. He leaves me, staring awkwardly, at the door. I knock and hear some rustling.

"Come in." I hear from the other side.

I open the door and come face to face with a woman. I thought this was the Prince's bedchambers. Why is there a woman in here? Is she his mistress or something? I see various articles of clothing lying on the floor and I don't even question how they ended up on the floor. I look up when the woman scoffs. Her crystal blue eyes stare at me as I gather the clothes into the basket. Another maid barges in and the woman seems to visibly relax.

"Evening Lady Radleff, how was your slumber?"

The woman groans and stretches her back out. "Hmm. Hard to sleep with a dashing Prince between my legs." I almost choke on my own spit.

The maid giggles. "Can we expect an heir in the future?"

"I hope so Claire. Right now, we use protection every time we have sex. It's frustrating. I want a child, but Yuuri is not ready."

So the Prince's name is Yuuri? Actually the lilac haired man called his name earlier when he was looking for him. I finish picking up the clothes and take them into the laundry room. I hand them over to another maid so she can clean them. The maid named Claire walks into the kitchen and starts to make dinner. I sig and head outside into the gardens. My eyes widen as I take in the sight of a shirtless Prince, covered in sweat, dueling with my half-brother, Conrad. He lunges for Conrad, but Conrad manages to block the blow.

"Your technic is getting better. You didn't fall down this time."

The Prince flashes a smile. "Thanks, but I'd rather be playing baseball.

Only one thing comes to my mind and that is: What the fuck is baseball? Conrad turns to me and offers a smile. I only frown in response.

"Elizabeth what's wrong?" Conrad asks.

"Nothing, I'm just tired." I say and reach my hand up to cover mouth as I yawn. "Lunch should be ready soon. I'm just getting some fresh air."

Conrad nods. "Yeah, it's good to get some fresh air."

I turn around. "I should head back now." I say and re-enter the kitchen. Maids are scrambling around, pouring stew into bowls carrying bottles of wine. Claire waves to me and walks over to where I stand.

"So, you new here?"

"No, I'm not new. My name's Elizabeth. And you're Claire."

"You were that maid in the bedroom a few minutes ago right?" I nod. "You ready to serve them?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." I say as one maid hands me a plate. Together, we enter the dining room here the guests are already seated. I set the plate down in front of Conrad and he smiles at me. Various slurping noses are heard as the guests finish their meals. Plates are cleaned off of tables and wine is drained from glasses.

"So, Yuuri, how is the training going?" Conrad asks.

Yuuri shrugs. "I guess it's going okay. I'm still trying to remember every country's formal greeting. Why are there so many?"

"I do not know, Price Yuuri, but when you become King, you'll be grateful that I, Gunter, was able to teach you to the best of my abilities." Gunter says. His eyes seem to sparkle as he speaks.

Yuuri nods. "I'm sure I will be. Also, I got a letter from your mother."

"You got a letter from Cheri-sama?" Gunter asks. "I wonder if Gwendal know she's written."

"Oh, it wasn't for Gwendal, though I'm sure he knows about it even though he's overseas with my mother and father."

"Anyways, honey, what was in the letter?" Lady Radleff asks.

"It was a letter inviting me to Bielefeld Castle for a matchmaker meeting with her youngest son."

"With Wolfram?" Yuuri nods. "Wolfram is already engaged to someone."

"Well, why didn't she say that in the letter?" Yuuri asks.

I step forward. "Our mother likes to scheme."

Lady Radleff stands from her seat. "Who gave you permission to speak?"

"I don't need permission to speak."

Lady Radleff snickers. "Oh, and who do you think you are a Princess?" Oh, if only you knew. Except I'm a Prince, not a Princess.

I grumble but turn my back to her. I head back into the kitchen, even though ever fiber in my being was telling me to deck Lady Radleff in her stupid, snotty face.

"Where are you going?" Claire asks.

"I'm going to head home early. There is something I want to discuss with my mother."

"The meeting?" One maid asks.

"Do you think Prince Yuuri will fall in love with Prince Wolfram and they'll make sweet, sweet love to each other? After all, they do complement each other."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"You've never heard about a fire wielder and a water wielder?" I shake my head. "Oh well, water wilders are calm and collected while fire one's are usually short-tempered. But when they make it into a bedroom, it's like a firecracker goes off. They're passionate, and I've been told that the sex is good. I kid you not." Claire says.

I roll my eyes. "You guys really believe that?" They all nod. "Well I don't. I'll see you all whenever I see you." I exit the castle and go to the stables. I saddle Smoky up and climb up onto his back. I dig my heels into his sides and he takes out towards my castle, Bielefeld Castle.