Author's notes: This fiction is AU. I am fully aware of what the names in Kyou Kara Maou are for So please don't be surprise or throw pitch forks at me for using them in a different way (cold sweat). I did though really hard about it. The uncooperative "P" key on my key board will give you an idea how many times I banged my head on the keyboard thinking about it. (wah)

Kumichou-boss of Yakuza(I don't like to use this term very much it's too weird for young Yuuri…)

Saiko-komon-adviser or Oyabun.(more like right hand man)

Kyodai-sibling of Oyabun(not literally but yeah this is a rank)

Chapter One

When is the baby due Onesan?

Sometime in April although it's not very nice to pregnant in summer, I'm all sweaty and I can't even eat cold things.

Eh? In my home town births in July's are celebrated the most and they are called Yuuri.

July is Yuuri…

"Are you alright?" the man asks again. Yuuri could not stop his body from shaking. Of course he's not alright. He almost died. It was a frightening thought damn it! He wanted to do so many things before that happens and he can not explain why he was even thinking this but he is already twenty minutes late for school.

Tears of relief made its way down his cheeks. He could not help it. It had been a near death experience. He was scared. "Don't cry." He felt a rough but gentle palm wipe the watery droplets from his face, Again this presence. His voice alone made his tears stop.

With the salty liquid and the shock nerves gone Yuuri is finally able to take a good look at his rescuer.

If Yuuri believes that knight in shining armours are commonly walking in the city streets then this man was one. He knew that this man was definitely tall just from his head only reaching up to the man's chest even in a crouching position. Obviously from the man's calm face the earlier incident was not enough to dishevel him. He is looking at Yuuri with a calm smile and even a little bit of amusement. Brown eyes brown hair and lightly tanned skin. All in all he could describe this person in one word. Warm.

"Can you get up?" The man slowly stands up and extends both of his arms to Yuuri. Yuuri lets go of the pendant that he unconsciously had a death grip on and reaches for the man's hands.

He notice that the three males responsible for the latter incident are no where to be found. They probably did not want to be in the scene of the crime.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" Yuuri could only shake his head.

"Is he alright?" The voice came from the open window in the car and seconds after the driver's side door opens. A huge blond man appeared from the driver's seat. A foreigner perhaps? His rescuer narrows his eyes at the driver and instinctively tightens his hold on Yuuri's hands.

"Yes he's unharmed. Please drive at the allowed speed limit in these school areas." Yuuri observes the two men and from the looks of tension…well the blond guy has a stressful face, his rescuer still managed to strain a smile; they do not approve of each other.

"Thank goodness you caught him on time Conrart." (1) Yuuri sees the boy he tried to save earlier approach them.

"You…" He didn't continue. He didn't know if he should be angry because the male ran away or relieved that he was unharmed.

"I'm sorry I ran off. When I saw Conrart I knew he could help you better than I could I did not expect for this to happen really." So his saviour's name is Conrad.(1)

"Um…excuse me but can we move this to the sidewalk?" a local officer interrupts. "We are blocking traffic." It was then that they notice they were gathering quite a crowd. Not wanting to bring more hassle they made their way back to the side walk.

"I'm really sorry about earlier but I am in a hurry so I'm afraid I have to take my leave." The driver of the vehicle states.

"Oh, no is alright. It's not your fault. You just happened to drive by at the wrong time. The real jerks are the guys who were trying to attack me. Hehe." Yuuri tries to reassure the man by laughing it off although it sure felt weird to laugh in front of the man that almost killed you. The man gave his nod as thanks and for a foreigner he speaks pretty darn well in Japanese. Conrad did not look oriental either. He seems a bit on guard with the man. 'Do they know each other?' Yuuri wonders. The sound of the engine and the screeching of the tires indicate that the blond made his leave.

"I'm really sorry about earlier. I'm Murata Ken" The other male apologizes and introduces himself. "You are really late for school. Why don't you let me and Conrart take you there and he could explain to the teacher what happened." The teen with the glasses offers.

"That's not necessary. I owe Conrad too much and besides won't you will even be more tardy than me.

"It's no trouble." The man known as Conrad smiles at him, he seems to be doing that a lot.

"But…" Yuuri felt a little embarrass and he didn't want to cause anymore trouble.

"Then how about we meet later after your schools baseball practice? We could eat out and try to see things there Conrart and I will pick you up later but know we got to go to school." Yuuri could practically see the gleam behind the graded frames.

'Um…Wait! How did you know I play baseball?" Yuuri suddenly feels his bag being tagged by the brown haired man. He sees Conrad holding the baseball glove attached to his backpack.

"Anyone could tell you play baseball with these, Shibuya Yuuri." He says. Yuuri is about to ask how Conrad knew his name but stops when the man shows the Characters sewed on his gloved.

"Oh…hehe I forgot about that." The man's smile as a little contagious but then again Yuuri isn't one to frown that often either.

He finally agrees and Conrad shows them to a car that he didn't notice earlier and drove Yuuri to school. He never asked how Conrad knew where he studies.

……………

When they arrive to Yuuri's school their adviser is immediately right onto his neck however she completely melted with Conrad's best weapon, his smile; she let's Yuuri off the hook.

"Run Third base." His team mates shouts and with a desperate slide he did just before the third baseman lands the ball on the platform.

The whistle blows. "Alright team that's enough for today!" the coach shouts. Everyone thanks each other for the nice practice game.

"Oi! Shibuya." Murata waves his hand enthusiastically behind the wire fence. Yuuri searches for Conrad he didn't know why but the man made him feel safer. True enough the man leaning on the car and waving gently at him. Yuuri slowly waves back.

"Are you done with practice?" Murata asks.

"Yeah I'll go get changed." He replies.

……………

"A…Anou…Is this really ok? It looks kind of expensive?" They are standing in front of a restaurant inside a five star hotel building. From the looks of it the whole place was empty save for the workers and the prefect table set up. Yuuri notices the sign reserved hanging from the door.

'Looks like it' reserve we should look for some place to eat." He suggested. After he said this, the maitre de greets them. "Welcome Weller-san. We booked the place just as you requested."

"Thank you." He replies. The man leads them to a large table with plate already set for them.

"Will other's be joining too?" Yuuri curiously asks.

"Yes. I hope you don't mind."

"Ah no it's ok but Conrad…"

"Hmm?" the man looks at Yuuri his full attention on him.

"You must be pretty rich to book this entire restaurant." Yuuri's eyes are shinning. He leaved in a fairly average family and having this kind of perk was new too him and he was exited, Conrad and Murata just smiles in amusement.

"Welcome." They hear the Host greet. The three males turn towards the door to see two towering men enter the restaurant.

"You're late." Conrad happily states? Who would be happy with being tardy? Yuuri takes a good look at the newly arrived. The other was…well plain gorgeous. He had never seen a person with hair like that before. Beautiful platinum blond hair and rare violet eyes, he had the face of an arch angel. The other person had tanned skin and dark hair he looks like he needed a bit of vacation time and he was glaring at Yuuri. Yuuri gulps. The other is scary.

"Kumichou!" Without even time to see how it happened Yuuri suddenly finds himself buried in the Platinum blonde's chest. "I'm so glad to finally meet you face to face! I'm Günter Von Christ. I was assigned by the current Oyabun to be your personal Teacher! I am so very honoured."

"Wait what? Father(2)? Yuuri-sama! Conrad what's going on?" He frantically tried to remove himself from the bone-crushing hug.

"Yuuri-sama is Shinou-sama's chosen heir of the Yakuza group Shin Makoku." It was amazing how Conrad could understand Yuuri in his muffled questions. But that is not what shocked the young teen.

"Eh?" Yuuri pushes back his chair a little too hard causing him to fall down. "Ite…"

"Kumichou. Are you alright?" Günter was immediately at Yuuri's side checking for injuries.

"Ch, I can't believe that Shinou-sama would pick a brat to be the next leader of our group." The scary looking man finally speaks.

"Eh." This man was scary, especially with the visible wrinkles on his forehead when his eyebrow twitches. "Wait hold on what are you guys talking about?"

"We should all calmly take a seat first right Gwendal von Voltaire?" Murata suggests. The two men calmly took their seats. The five course meal was already planned so they only had to wait for the food. Table was silent and Murata decides to break the tension.

"Neh, Shibuya why to you call Conrart's name Conrad?"

"Eh isn't that his name? Conrad?" Yuuri wonderers.

"No. But most Americans find it easier to say my name this way." Yuuri looks at Conrad. Yuuri was born in America so he knows how to speak English. Did Conrad go to America too? He must be since almost all the men hear look like foreigners but…

"Conrad. Have we met before?" Yuuri didn't know why he asks this. The words just flowed before he could stop them. Conrad made him feel a sense of familiarity but then again maybe that's just the aura he gives off. He was disappointed though when the other said. "No."

"I like it." Murata interrupts. "Conrad I mean. I'll call you Conrad too." He then looks at Yuuri. "I suppose Shibuya wants an explanation. Günter, would you be kind enough to explain?"

"Yes Murata-sama. Shin Makoku is one of the most powerful Yakuza families in Japan and probably the world since some members are in other countries mainly Europe. Shinou-sama the current head, many would call him Heika since his reputation could compete with an emperor in a Yakuza world. Someday Yuuri-sama would be called that too. Murata-sama's foster father The great sage as he is called, is Shinou-sama's Saiko-komon. We don't know why Shinou-sama had in mind when he chose you but his word is law and he transferred it to you."

"Hold on if your group already has a boss them why pick me? I'm just an ordinary Junior high school student. I'm not a ruffian but a sportsman."

"Shinou-sama wanted to give you this privilege when you reach the age of twenty-one unfortunately a Kyodai that he assigned to watch over Shin Makoku in Japan retired. It was fine then and we could have handle things on our own but our rival group Big Shimaron started to make a move. The Guy who almost hit you earlier is Adalbert von Grantz he belongs to this group and they had planned to assassinate you."

"Wha-what so that football player looking guy actually tried to kill me!" Yuuri felt light headed with this new piece of information. "No way."

"Wait how does this Shinou know me? And how do you know it's really me that he chose."

"Shinou-sama knew you before you were even born. Your father is working directly under one of his many businesses and chose his son to be his heir."

"Kumichou, Do you remember where you got that pendant from?" Conrad points at the blue pendant.

"No. not exactly." Conrad looked a little bit sadden at Yuuri's reply. "That Pendant is one of The Oyabun's Kyodai's family crest so we could not have mistaken you from anybody else."

"Ara…You're all here we are sorry for being late." A blonde woman enters in a dress with an extremely high slit. All the male except for Yuuri got up to grit here.

"Neh Conrad, who is she?"

"Ah as Günter pointed out earlier she is one of the current Oyabun's Kyodai, Cecilie von Spitzweg. She was left to be in charge of Shin Makoku here but recently retired. She is also my and Gwedel's mother."

"Mother!" Yuuri looks at the woman and thought 'Impossible. How old was this woman anyway?'

"Ah. Gwendal look at you." She immediately hugged the eldest of the brother's. "You should avoid frowning. Look another wrinkle is added."

"It's nice to see you too mother." The eldest monotone voice replies back. She then transfers to Conrad.

"Ah Conrart you are looking more and more of a man you father was." She intimately hugs her son. Yuuri vaguely wonders if a mother should do that to her son.

"Thank you mother."

"Ah You must be Yuuri-sama. I'm so happy to finally meet you my youngest is the closest to you in age and both cute like you too." She proceeds to flatten Yuuri with her breasts.

"Wait your brother's?" Yuuri looks from Conrad to Gwendel. They looked nothing alike.

"Yes. We have different fathers though and we have a younger brother." Conrad silently reassures Yuuri that her mother's breast will not suffocate him.

"Speaking of the youngest." Gwedel sarcastically replies. And as soon as he finished his statement a boy with blonde hair entered with a scowl.

'Wow. bishounen.'

"So this is the whimp they all have been talking about."

"Eh?"

TBC….

Damnit I'm one page short sorry Shadowed Chaos! O.O but I really have to cut it here.

Ok so here's the thing

(1)I am 80 sure that some people call him Conrart but most calls him Conrad and so I needed to find a good reason to stick this name somewhere.

(2) Oyabun is also known as foster father…hehehe….

Ok before anyone asks about the fiancé part I'm still thinking about it because if I really thought about it in this world especially the Yakuza's, slapping is highly unlikely for a form of proposition I've been ransacking every piece of info I can get my hand on to find a similar ritual but it just doesn't seem right. And in Japan if an arrange marriage is in order it's between two families(by this I mean by blood) in a drinking ceremony so there is no possible way that the accidental fiancé part could happen o.O. Are I'm frying my brains out just thinking about it?

Suggestions? Reviews? Always greatly appreciated.