Yay first chapter~!

Oh, and this is just sort of a first crush thing no need to worry about "OMG there's like an 11 year age difference asfasfgasdhfgsf!! *splode*" XD

Well I doubt age difference is EVER a problem in KKM… most of the characters are over a century old anyway XD

Rating: K+

Pairing: One-sided Gretta/Shori

Disclaimer: If I owned KKM Shori would have WAY more screen time but alas, I don't D:

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"Yuuri? Wolfram? Anyone?" the little girl shouted out desperately.

Where is everybody?

She tried to walk around then realized she couldn't move. Her whole body was paralyzed.

She was the maou's daughter, she should always act dignified and brave… that's what her Uncle Gwendal told her. But how brave and dignified could you be when you're stuck in the middle of darkness without your papa or daddy there?

It was pitch black, and the silence was almost deafening. Her trembling voice echoed around her, making her feel so alone and vulnerable. The same feeling she had before Yuuri rescued her.

She didn't want to feel that way. No, not again.

The princess gulped and closed her eyes, hoping to draw some courage in her concentration.

She started to breathe heavy and fast.

The darkness felt so deep and…empty. But Gretta felt as though it was closing in on her.

It was almost unexplainable. The feeling of fear, anxiety and abandonment was unbearable to young princess and she slowly felt herself suffocating.

"Help me…" She cried out in a choking voice as she helplessly fell on her knees.

"Daddy…"

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Gretta woke up in cold sweat. She was gasping for air as hot tears streamed down her cheeks. What just happened?

She felt so confused and scared.

"Yuuri?" Gretta called out. No response.

"Wolfram?" Silence.

It was still dark and her eyes were still adjusting to the dim lighting. She used her hand to feel around the bed. Her parents weren't there anymore.

That's when Gretta felt a surge of panic and fear.

"Yuuri? Wolfram? Anybody!" she cried.

She felt her pulse rising. The young girl couldn't think straight out of fear and confusion.

There was an eerie and uncomfortable silence in the room.

It was very quiet. Too quiet. And the only sound present was that of Gretta's heavy breathing.

Then she heard a sound, it was faint but she heard it. Not sure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not, she mustered enough courage to get out of bed. Her legs shook terribly as her feet touched the cold floor. As she slowly stood up, her hands using the bed post as support she felt a cold breath right by her ear. The wind? No, it was more like someone blowing on you. Somebody was behind her.

Gretta yelped and jumped out of bed. Then she started to run.

She ran as fast as she could, not even looking back. She didn't know where she was going and she eventually stopped. Her coughing and uncontrollable sobbing made it harder to catch her breath.

Looking back, she felt shivers down her spine just thinking about that terrifying experience. She had her cases of bad dreams but that was too real, too painful. She felt it, and that was what made her run. It was as though somebody was running after her too. She would have run further but her short legs could only cover so much distance before she'd fall on her knees in exhaustion.

She was too tired to run and she was too scared to go back inside. So she just sat there by herself, crying. "Gretta?" She flinched at the vaguely familiar voice that called out to her… partly out of surprise and partly because she somewhat recognized the person calling out to her.

Gretta slowly raised her head and rubbed away the tears that threatened to spill. Uncle Shori?

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They had a long interesting chat and Gretta found herself quite fond of her Uncle Shori. After a while she had almost forgotten about her nightmare, whenever it would come back she would replace the thought with an image of a younger version of her father dressed in a frilly yellow dress and that made her feel better.

Then she remembered the first time she and her uncle met, she never had the chance to have a talk with him like this and her feelings towards him were left impartial. Well, not anymore.

"Well, it's getting late. You should get back to bed."

"…"

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go back yet?"

Gretta slowly nodded.

Well that wasn't the WHOLE truth… In reality, she wanted her uncle to walk her back but she was too embarrassed to ask. She just wanted to wait for her to fall asleep on Shori's lap so he could carry her back.

"That isn't good, you need your sleep." Shori said with a knowing smile.

"But…I…"

The young girl started to blush, and Shori couldn't help but think how cute his little neice was—just like Yuuri when he was younger.

"If you want, I could walk you back." He offered.

Either her uncle could read her mind or he was just really quick to catch on, but Gretta still couldn't bring herself to ask him. There was a feeling in her chest that made her hesitate.

She shook her head rapidly and felt the heat rush to her face.

"You sure?"

"Y-yes I'll be fine!" The young princess quickly denied. In her rush to leave, she still managed to kiss her uncle on his forehead before jumping off his lap and running off back inside.

"Thanks again Uncle Shori!" Gretta said, already halfway back inside.

Shori just stared as her silhouette slowly disappeared into the palace, a shocked expression on his face. Well, he certainly didn't expect that.

But then he smiled and waved back at his niece even though he was pretty sure she couldn't see him anymore.

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Gretta ran off alright, but then as she neared the stairs she looked back. She started to wonder if her uncle would get mad at her for suddenly kissing him in the forehead like that. But then she remembered how understanding he was after she confessed trying to kill his beloved younger brother… If he forgave her for trying to assassinate Yuuri then he probably wouldn't have minded a little peck on the forehead, right?

But Gretta still couldn't get the heavy feeling on her chest and found herself standing there idle for what felt like hours but in reality were just a few minutes. She sighed and gave a determined huff, the kind she saw her daddy Yuuri do when Gwendal would suddenly plop a whole mountain of paperwork onto his desk, then off she went running back towards the palace garden.

She hadn't really planned what to say to her uncle when she got back there and she only realized this when she was just a few yards from him. She started to walk towards him then thought against it. So she just settled to watch him from afar half-concealed behind a tree until she knew what to do.

Now she felt really confused. It's not like she hasn't kissed her other uncles on the cheek, well technically Uncle Shori's was on the forehead but did it matter? It had to, if it was bugging her so much.

She watched as Shori took off his glasses and hanged it on his shirt. His strong features were illuminated by the moonlight and without his glasses you could see a clearer view of his beautiful black eyes. They were similar to Yuuri's yet there was a distinct look in Shori's eyes that was hard to place… a stronger edge that also reflected his serious yet kind personality, a side that he rarely showed anyone.

Gretta found herself watching him in awe and admiration. To think she would develop so much mixed feelings for him after just a few hours of talking. He was sort of like her dad. People tend to immediately invest their feelings towards Yuuri after talking to him for a little while. Shori wasn't exactly the same as that, since he purposely refuses to trust anyone immediately. He was more of a critical thinker and that served as the main contrast between the two brothers.

Then something caught little Gretta's attention as she noticed her uncle's features tighten. The same expression he wore when Yuuri insisted on sealing the Originators. Then the young girl felt herself become uneasy and just as she decided to reveal her presence… Shori fell.

First to his knees, then his hands clutched his head. Then Gretta remembered her dream.

No, not again.

She stumbled in her haste to reach her uncle. "Uncle Shori!"

He saved her from the darkness now it was her turn to save him.

She came just as his head fell to the ground. She started to shake him.

"Please wake up!" His eyes started to close.

"You promised me you would come with me to look at the flowers by the town!

"They're very pretty! My favorite flowers are at bloom..." She cried as a last resort to try and keep Shori awake.

"Please!" She pleaded

"You promised…"

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So, this is my GrettaXShori chapter~

Well, I know it's not really that much of GrettaXShori but I tried my best D:

Sorry if it seems rushed, I haven't written in like years and yeeeaah. ~ w

That wasn't much of an excuse so… I might rewrite this XP

A day has passed since I finished the first chapter and I've been working on this since then XD

Please review on what you thought about it or on anyway I could become better :3

Next chapter preview: Yuuri's love for Shori

There had been episodes in Season 3 and flashbacks in Season 2 about Shori's love for Yuuri so I decided to write it the other way around. :D (not sure if it'll be much of an incest theme XD) and yes, it'll still have a connection to the plot