I Don't Love You

Chapter One: kicked out

I am very sorry but Yuuri is going to be a bit rough with Wolfram here. I am really, really sorry.

"What are you doing, hennachoko?" Wolfram vom Bielefeld asked His Majesty the Maou, Yuuri Shibuya

Yuuri kept on pressing buttons of his calculator. "Leave me alone, Wolfram," he said as he wrote the answer he got on the calculator. Wolfram didn't move from the spot he was on and kept staring at the young king, yes, young, he was fifteen, do his trigonometry homework. Yuuri sighed and put the pencil down. "If I tell you what I'm doing will you leave me alone?" he asked him irritably looking up at the blonde soldier.

Calculator? It's still working? Yeah. Good thing his bag was waterproof. Or else, it wouldn't be working and he won't be able to do his homework. God, he hated water. Maybe that was why the element he, the Maou, was chosen to control was water.

"Maybe," said Wolfram, eyeing the paper Yuuri was working on with pure curiousness. What the hell was he doing anyways?! Do triangles and lines have anything to do with running a country?!

"It's called trigonometry from earth, Wolfram, and it's my homework," he picked the pencil up and continued solving for the hypotenuse using the Pythagorean Theorem. Wolfram stayed in his spot, still staring at Yuuri do his homework, wondering how he got the numbers he wrote on the piece of paper. Annoyed, Yuuri leaned on the backrest and tapped the pencil on the table, not looking at the person beside him. "You said you'd go away," he breathed.

"I didn't say I'd go away, hennachoko," Wolfram said as-a-matter-of-factly. "Besides, where'd you get those numbers you wro-"

"Out." Yuuri cut Wolfram off. "That's an order, soldier,"

"I'm your fiancée, Yuuri-"

"You're also a soldier, Sir vom Bielefeld," he said firmly. "You and Sir Weller act on my orders, do you not?" Yuuri put the pencil down.

"Yeah…" Wolfram whispered; his voice barely audible. He didn't look at the young king directly as he was getting pissed off.

"Answer me, Sir vom Bielefeld!" Yuuri barked

"Yes, Your Majesty," Wolfram stiffly and against his will. He was Yuuri's fiancée!

"Out. That's an order, Sir vom Bielefeld," Yuuri went back to solving his homework and ignored Wolfram

"As you wish, Your Majesty," Wolfram bowed and exited His Majesty's study room

Konrad Weller walked through the halls of Blood Pledge Castle, headed for Yuuri's room. He knocked on the door and entered. "Your Majesty?" he looked for Yuuri around the abnormally large room. But instead of finding the young king, he found the young king's fiancée. And the fiancée was crying.

"Wolfram?" Konrad approached his younger brother who was sitting on the wide window sill. "What's wrong?" he asked as he moved to caress Wolfram's back.

"Do not touch me, ningen," Wolfram sniffled. "The reason why I'm emoting does not concern you," he wiped his tears away.

"Yes it does," said Konrad. "Now tell me,"

Tears filled Wolframs eyes again and they fell from his face. "Yuuri kicked me out of his study a while ago," he said. "I was only watching his trimonogetry thing he was doing,"

"It's called Trigonometry, Wolfram," Konrad corrected him.

"He kicked me out Weller! How can you be so calm?!"

And that's chapter one. Please review.