Monkey- Welcome to the next installment of 'Chemistry' a Kyou Kara Maou fanfic!
Zo- O.o how formal... KKM OVA'S COME OUT IN 2 DAYS!!! OMG OMG OMG!! (dies)
Monkey- She's excited if you can't tell.
Zo- (comes back from the dead) Its because YOU haven't even finished the series yet! You just wouldn't understand!
Monkey- Umm okay. As for the disclaimer...
Zo- We don't own KKM. Like it or not, thats just how it is. (cries self to sleep)
Monkey- A little over dramatic today aren't we?
Zo- (Shakes head)
(A/N: Zo- Everything said in italics is German. Aka the language Yuuri doesn't understand. Monkey- (facepalm))
Chemistry
Part I: Wolfram
'What have I gotten myself into?!' Yuuri thought as he stood alone in a giant foreign airport. He looked around and all he saw was a bunch of tall men in business suits walking in what seemed like circles.
After a few hours of panicking, Yuuri dropped to his knees dramatically and screamed, "Where the hell am I?!!"
"You're in Germany Shibuya-san!" A tall man with brown hair, brown eyes and a brown suit said... Very brown… Like a brownie.
"Hello Brownie-san." Yuuri said, He was more than happy to hear someone speak Japanese, he was very happy!
'Brownie-san' scrunched his face up as if to say, "what on Earth are you talking about young man?", then just smiled pleasantly.
"Wait… Brownie-san how did you know who I was?"
'Brownie-san' smiled again. "Because Shibuya-san, I've known you and your family since you were young."
Yuuri thought back, but never recalled seeing such a brown guy before.
"That and your mother sent me your school photo." He said and reached into his pocket to grab his wallet and flip it open so Yuuri was staring at himself.
"Uhhh... Thats kinda creepy Brownie-san."
'Brownie-san' smiled again, but this time his left eye twitched. "You can call me Conrad, Shibuya-san."
"Okay! Then you can call me Yuuri!" he said pulling his luggage next to the man. "Sooo Conrad... Can you help me find a Weller-san?" Yuuri said grabbing an index card from his chest pocket and reading the instructions that his father had conveniently remembered to slip into his pocket.
"No problem Shibu-- Yuuri." Conrad said with a grin. "He happens to be a good friend of mine."
"Really?!" Yuuri said, his eyes glittering with hope. "Even though I just met you Conrad, I think we can be real good friends."
Conrad smiled,"Okay, well follow me." he said stepping forward, with Yuuri following. After what seemed like forever and a day they reached a large car. "You know Yuuri... You're really trusting. I think you're quite lucky that I am Weller and not some child molester."
Yuuri choked on his own spit. "W-well... What kind of child molester speaks japanese?!" he shot back.
"A japanese child molester."
Yuuri's face scrunched up in annoyance. "You know what I mean." he pouted. Conrad laughed and opened the door for Yuuri. "You really don't have to..." Yuuri muttered.
Conrad insisted. "No go ahead."
"No really, it's fine."
"But it wouldn't be polite."
"I don't care if it's polite or not! It's creepy!"
"Just. Get. In.The. Car. Shibuya. San!" Conrad said pausing after each word to emphasize his point, all the while his smile never fading.
"You know it's hard to take you seriously when you're grinnin' like a goof all the time." Yuuri said as he got in the car. "And it's Yuuri, Conrad!"
"Oh yes. I'm sorry." he said as he closed the door and got into the drivers seat.
"Wow! You can drive Conrad?" Yuuri asked.
"Yes, I can drive, but not legally."
"D-do wah?!!" Yuuri stuttered. Conrad laughed. "You can't be serious! Just how old are you?!"
"I'm plenty old enough to drive Yuuri, it was a joke."
"O-oh..." Yuuri said as Conrad pulled the car forward. "Well its really hard to tell when you're actually being serious or just kidding around..." Yuuri pouted and Conrad laughed again.
The rest of the two hour car ride was filled with Yuuri's rambling about baseball, once he found out that Conrad played too, with Conrad just nodding along. It was hard to tell if he was actually listening. Yuuri sounded so excited, like a little kid who was left alone in a candy store with a skeleton key.
When they reached the school, Yuuri had calmed down and Conrad had a migraine.
"Ohmygosh Conrad! This school is like, so, ginormous!" Yuuri said as he bounced in his seat, his excitement found again.
"Yes Yuuri, this is Eine-Wirklich-Grosse-Schule High." (1)
"Wow, sounds important."
"It is the most prestigious school here in Germany."
"Wow! So how did my parents even get me in here then?"
"Your guess is as good as mine Yuuri." Conrad said as he got out of the car and began to grab some of Yuuri's luggage.
Yuuri sat back and thought for a moment before he jumped out of the car, "And just what is that supposed to mean?!!?"
"Nothing." Conrad said with a smile as he shouldered on of Yuuri's bags.
"Oh, well, okay then... So um, where to?" He asked grabbing his rolling suit case.
"To the japanese department. We're going to have to find you a translator."
"Huh? Why can't you be my translator Conrad?"
Conrad smiled. "Yuuri, I'm a teacher here. I can't come with you to your classes."
"So do you teach japanese then?" Yuuri asked as he followed Conrad down a neatly kept brick path.
Conrad chuckled lightly, "No, I'm the fencing instructor. The japanese teacher is away at the moment, you well meet her later."
"Um okay, sure." he had run out of things to say. Silently they made their way to a large japanese style building. "Are all the buildings themed liked this?" He asked after he spotted other buildings with different architectures.
"Yes. It's a very original idea from the first headmaster of this school, the 'founding father' as they like to call him. We are quite proud of it though."
"Neat." Yuuri said as they entered the building, completely uninterested. Inside there was a small group of people sitting in what seemed to be a lobby of sorts.
"Hello everyone." Conrad said in what Yuuri was assuming was german. "I'd like you all to meet our new japanese transfer student, Yuuri Shibuya." Yuuri smiled and waved slightly when he heard his name. "He doesn't know a word of germen so you can say whatever you like in his face, but he's going to need someone to translate for him in class."
Everyone in the room started to talk at once. Yuuri really hoped Conrad was saying nice things about him, language barriers really bite. Yuuri paled. What if no one could help him? He'd be in such a huge mess. In his worry he barely noticed the fact that Conrad was shaking him.
"Wha...? Conrad whats wrong?" he asked when Conrad had finished his bout of trying to give him SBS.
"You spaced out Yuuri. I'd like you to meet your translator, Wolfram. You two should try and get along, especially because you're going to have to spend a lot of time together." Conrad laughed and patted Yuuri on the back. "I'll see you later, I have a meeting to get to."
Yuuri smiled weakly and watched Conrad leave. It seemed all of his courage had left him also. He turned back to the crowd of people, who were now staring at him.
"Um... Hi." he said slowly just in case people weren't as fluent (how thoughtful!). "It's nice to meet--" he started to say as he took a few steps towards the group when suddenly his foot caught under the oriental rug and he fell face first to the floor, landing with a loud 'ompf'.
"Are you okay?" some of the more fluent students asked him.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, heh, I'll be okay, it's not like i'm made of glass, I wont break." He said quickly and dusted himself off as he got up.
"What? What did he say?" one of them asked.
"I'm not sure. He said that too fast."
"I think he said something about breaking glass..."
"Oh my! How violent!" a few of them started backing away slowly.
Yuuri looked around in confusion. What did he say? Then a blonde boy who looked to be Yuuri's age stepped forward.
"He said that he was fine, and that he isn't made of glass. He wont break."
Yuuri stared at the blonde for a moment. 'Woah. It's one of those pretty boys.' He thought to himself as the group of students 'ohed' and laughed.
"Are you sure you are okay?" the blonde boy asked him.
"Uh ye-yeah. I think so." Yuuri nodded and the blonde 'hmphed'.
"Well your nose is bleeding. Wimps like you shouldn't act tough." (A/N: Zo- I wonder why his nose is bleeding?.. X3 Monkey- (smacks Zo) I swear...)
"Don't call me a wimp!... My nose is bleeding?!" Yuuri's hand flung to his face and he studied it after he took it away from his nose. "Augh! I'm bleeding! Oh how embarrassing! Why does stuff like this always happen to me?! Man I hope it doesn't' get on my uniform!" he ranted as he clutched his nose.
Everyone in the room just stared, both confused by his ramblings and why getting a bloody nose was such a bad thing. "Well don't just stand there! Get him a Kleenex or something!" the blonde ordered the group around.
Yuuri sighed when a damp rag was pressed to his nose. "Don't lean your head backs. The blood will fall down your throat." Someone with a horrible accent said to him. He turned and looked to see a woman with long green hair and matching eyes kneeling next to him. "Feels better?" she asked after he had calmed down some.
"H-hai." he said with a nod.
"Good." she said with a charming smile. She stood up and faced the group of students. "What took you all so long to come and find me?!! My office is the next building over! You're all so slow I should have you running laps! Do you understand me?!" she shouted. The group cowered in a corner like a caged animal. What frighted Yuuri though wasn't that he couldn't understand her, it was how one second she seemed to be the nicest person he'd ever met then the next she was like some kind of drill sargent.
Yuuri stood up and sniffed. His nose felt better already. The blonde kid came and stood next to him then pointed to the green haired woman. "That is Gisela." he said, then pointed to a bald man who was now being yelled at by Gisela. "That is Dorcas" he continued pointing to people and saying names until Yuuri just wanted to slap him for being so rude. "And finally those twins are Steve and Sam. Their parents were killed by gorillas."
"By wh-what?!" Yuuri stuttered.
"Gorillas... like gorilla warfare? You know there is a war starting out there Yuuri. Didn't anyone tell you anything before you came here?" the blonde snorted.
"Well.. no actually." he sighed. War. How horrible. Then he remembered, Wolfram! The blonde didn't point out who his translator was. "Um who's Wolfram?" he asked the blonde quietly.
"Well I am of course! I just can't let wimps like you wander around our school without some sort of guidance!"
Yuuri blanched. There was no way this ego filled guy was Wolfram. There must be another one somewhere, even that kid over in the corner picking his nose when he though no one was looking would be better!... Okay well maybe not. Yuuri groaned. "Don't call me a wimp." he mumbled.
"I'll call you whatever I please. Now follow me. I'll show you where the rooms are." Wolfram turned on his heel and started for a flight of stairs.
Yuuri stared after him for a moment then waved good bye to everyone before he raced after Wolfram. "Hey! Wait for me Wolfram!" he shouted after the blonde.
"Well maybe you should hurry up wimp!" Wolfram shouted back.
Yuuri groaned. "I'M NO WIMP!"
Eine-Wirklich-Grosse-Schule – It means a really large school in german. I know we're so original! XD
Zo- All done! AT LAST! Moo ha ha ha!
Monkey- (covers face) I don't know you...
Zo- WHO ARE YOU!?
Monkey- Erm yeah. Thank you for reading. Please review now... That'd be nice.