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Sleeping arrangements.
"What is the meaning of this?!"
"Um-um-um- - -"
Yuuri paused as he caught sight of Bielefeld-san yelling at one of the maids- -Sangria, if he wasn't mistaken. He glanced around, looking for any sign of what could be the problem. Aside from a blushing, feebly stammering Yuuri-chan, there didn't seem to be anything wrong. Yuuri contemplated the pros and cons of leaving and pretending he hadn't seen anything. The damn gossiping maid would deserve it.
The double black sighed, realizing that his big hero complex wouldn't let him leave things as they were. "This is what got me in this mess in the first place," he grumbled, remembering the save- Murata -from -bullies plan that had landed him in Shin Makoku the first time.
He made his way to the trio, trying to put as much Maou authority as he could into his voice. "What's going on here?"
Sangria jumped. "Oh, Heika! Um, it seems His Excellency is unhappy with his room- -"
"The room is fine," Bielefeld-san cut in. "What I want to know is why we were only provided one room, when I know for a fact that there are more than fifty guest rooms in this castle?"
Yuuri frowned, "Well if you wanted separate rooms, I'm sure Sangria could get another one ready soon. There's no need to kick up a fuss."
Bielefeld-san looked incensed. "The problem is that you assumed Yuuri-heika and I would be sharing the same room, and even the same bed, in the first place! I know we are engaged but we do have a sense of propriety- - -"
"Wait," Yuuri frowned. "Are you saying that the two of you don't sleep together?"
"What kind of stupid, oafish question is- -"
"We don't, Yuuri-san," Yuuri-chan cut in, flushing slightly. "I'm sorry for this outburst, but if we could please have different rooms...?"
The male Maou blinked. "Ehh, of course. Sangria will prepare one, right?" Then why does my Wolfram always insist on sleeping in my bed?
"Of course, heika," the maid scampered off, relieved to escape from one of Wolfram's tantrums.
"Um, now that that's settled." Yuuri began, still a bit confused, "I guess I'll be going now."
His female counterpart nodded quickly. "Yes, thank you for your help. Good night, Yuuri-san!"
"Good night, Heika." Bielefeld-san said monotonously, still looking a bit peeved.
"'Night."
As he walked away, Yuuri remembered that he had two other guests. "Maybe I should make sure Yuu and the girl Wolf don't want a room change either?" he wondered aloud, already taking a different hallway.
He reached the ornate doors and knocked hesitantly, unsure if he was interrupting anything. He really didn't feel like getting yelled at.
His counterpart opened the door. "Yuuri?" Yuu asked, surprised. "What're you doing here?"
"Ah, just checking up on you two." Yuuri fidgeted. "Are you and Lady von Bielefeld alright with sleeping in the same bed?"
Yuu tilted his head, confused. "Of course. Why wouldn't we be?"
"Well, you see..." the original double black explained what had happened with their other counterparts a few minutes ago.
Yuu frowned. "That's odd. You don't have to worry about me, though. Wolf and I have been sharing a room since we got engaged." he grimaced. "I've tried kicking her out actually, but she keeps coming back."
"I know what you mean," Yuuri complained. "And he always sleeps in that frilly pink nightgown, too. It's weird."
The other double black gave him an odd look. "Your Wolfram wears that thing too?" he looked disturbed, "Isn't it for girls, though? It doesn't seem like something a guy would wear."
"Wolf's funny like that," Yuuri said, thinking of the feminine outfit. "Say, where is Lady Von Bielefeld anyway?"
"Changing." Yuu said, just as the closet door swung open.
Yuuri's jaw dropped.
The clothing Lady Von Bielefeld wore was indeed pink and frilly, but it wasn't anywhere near as... covering... as Wolfram's nightgown. It wasn't even a nightgown! It was a lacy, pale pink teddy that emphasized her curves and left nothing at all to the imagination. Thigh-high black stockings laced up her long legs, contrasting sharply with her white skin. "Oh, hello Yuuri-heika. I didn't know you were coming here."
Yuuri just gaped. Yuu nodded at the teddy, "See, that would look a bit weird on a guy I'm thinking. But judging by the look on your face, your Wolfram wears something different?"
The double black nodded dumbly, teenage hormones shortcircuiting his brain cells. He was suddenly struck by the image of his Wolfram wearing that same outfit. It wasn't hard to imagine, he had the same face as Lady Von Bielefeld after all, but with shorter hair, and a flatter chest, and he was taller than her so he had longer legs...
Yuuri blushed bright red. What am I thinking! I don't like guys!
After stammering some semblance of 'good night', Yuuri raced back to his room where his own fiance was waiting.
Sleep eluded him that night. He managed to drift off every few hours, but was always woken up by the vivid image of his male fiance in various revealing clothing and in equally as many compromising positions.
He glanced at the sleeping blond on his right. By contrast, Wolfram seemed to be having a very satisfying sleep, keeping his tossing and turning to the minimum. But Yuuri noticed that the movement he did make had pushed his nightgown up to pool around pale thighs.
Thighs that made up the legs that were wrapped around him in his dreams...
Yuuri groaned, pulling a pillow over his head and resolving to not look at Wolfram for the rest of the night.
"Yuuri..."
He smirked, looking down at the blond's flushed face. He pinned Wolfram's hands over his head and pressed the smaller boy to the bed, licking and nipping at the blond's collarbone. The mazoku writhed beneath him, kiss-swollen lips parted and gasping. "Ah, stop teasing!"
Yuuri felt himself getting harder as his beautiful fiance squirmed underneath him. He thrust against the older boy, eliciting a loud moan. He looked into pleading emerald green eyes, thinking of only one thing.
Mine...
Yuuri woke up with a start. "GAH!"
His heart hammered against his ribcage as he glanced around the room for any naked, panting blonds. He didn't find one, but he did notice that he had pulled said blond to him in his sleep, pressing his erection against the mazoku's backside.
With a yelp, Yuuri shoved himself off the bed. He froze when Wolfram groaned, but luckily did not wake up.
"Thank Shinou he's a heavy sleeper," the double black said, still breathing raggedly, "Now, what the hell was that?" I don't like him that way! I don't like guys, I'm straight! But straight guys wouldn't have wet dreams about other guys, no matter how sexy they are! Wait, did I just call Wolf sexy? AHH! I DON'T UNDERSTAND MYSELF!
He took a deep breath, turning his back to his slumbering fiance. "Okay, calm down, Yuuri. Just think about it rationally. What happened yesterday that could have made me dream about- -about- -with Wolfram!"
He thought back on it. Yesterday was chaotic. His alternate selves along with Wolfram's alternate selves had arrived in this world. There were two new versions of him, Yuu and Yuuri-chan. There were also two versions of Wolfram, Bielefeld-san and Lady Von Bielefeld.
Wait... That's it!
Last night he'd seen the girl Wolfram in a dress that could have belonged to Victoria's Secrets. Obviously, his hormones had reacted strongly and incorporated it in his dreams. He'd only dreamt about the male Wolf because he was the only version that Yuuri had seen naked before.
That sounded wrong.
The Maou scowled and threw open his shared closet. Pointedly ignoring the pink nightgowns, he grabbed his own black clothes and stormed out of the room.
A cold bath would do him good.
Yuuri-chan realized why all three Wolframs had agreed to have the duel at noon. It was impossible to get him up before then!
It was now eleven. She glared down at her Wolfram- -or Bielefeld-san, as he was now called.
She had went down to the dining hall for breakfast at eight. Her counterpart Yuuri-san was already there, stabbing the life out of his pancakes.
"Are you alright, Yuuri-san?" She asked worriedly. One did not simply mutilate the chef's delicious pancakes for no reason.
Yuuri jumped, swivelling around to stare at her. "Oh, it's you, Yuuri-chan! Good morning!" He ran a hand through tousled black locks- -they were wet, she noticed, and his fingers were blue, like he had bathed in Antarctic waters."I'm fine. Just, um, worried about that duel. Heh."
She felt guilty. "I'm so sorry about that. Bielefeld-san is just so hot-tempered. I promise I'll talk to him about it- -"
"No, it's fine really." Yuuri cut in. "I'm just being a worry wart. I mean, Wolfram's like that too. Although I'd like to think that he wouldn't, the fact is that he probably would have challenged the others if Bielefeld-san hadn't done it first." He scratched the back of his neck. "That's just Wolf, I guess."
"Still, it was my Wolfram who started it. I'm sorry." She frowned. "I wonder why he wanted the duel to be at noon though. You'd think that he would want it to start as early as possible."
Yuuri gave her an 'Are-you-serious?' look. "Wolfram never wakes up before lunch. Haven't you noticed?"
"Ehh?" Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Bielefeld-san during her morning jogs with Conrad or her early lessons with Gunter. She had always assumed that he was training his soldiers or the like...
"You might have to wake him up so he isn't late." The other double black advised, taking a bite of his destroyed pancake. "He'll be cranky if he misses it."
To her dismay, Yuuri was right. She'd walked in to Bielefeld-san's room at a quarter to eleven. Despite her best efforts, he hadn't even budged in the last fifteen minutes.
"Wolfram!" she yelled. "Wake up!"
The tuft of blond hair simply burrowed deeper into the mountain of blankets. "Go away."
"You'll miss your duel!" Yuuri-chan said, frustrated now. "Do you always get up this late?"
"No," his reply was muffled. "It's too early."
She glared at the bundle on the bed. Stupid, lazy pig! As she opened her mouth to yell some more, she caught sight of a loose fold in the pile. She grinned wickedly. "Well, then I guess I'll just have to force you to wake up!"
Yuuri-chan gripped the sheets and gave a firm tug, sending Bielefeld-san sprawling to the floor. She gave herself a pat on the back.
Then the blond stood up, glaring at her, and all blood rushed to her face.
He sleeps naked!?
Murata Ken raised an eyebrow. Well. This was odd.
It looked like every resident of Blood Pledge Castle had gathered in the corridors and hallways. They chattered excitedly, trying to shove in front of each other. But no one seemed to dare to go into the courtyard.
"Excuse me?" He asked a maid who he vaguely recognized as Doria. "Would you mind telling me what's going on?"
"Your Eminence!" she exclaimed. "Have you come to watch the duel?"
"Duel?" he hadn't heard anything about a duel.
The maid nodded enthusiastically. "The duel between Lords and Lady Von Bielefeld. Everyone's so excited. But Heika has forbidden us from getting close."
Murata frowned. He had heard a rumor about another one of Anissina's accidents, but he hadn't expected things to escalate this quickly.
"If you'll excuse me, I'm going to talk to Shibuya."
He found the Maou leaning on a railing with his head in his hands. "Why, why, why do these things always happen to me?" he moaned.
"Probably because you're a magnet for trouble." Murata answered, noting the way Yuuri jumped with evil satisfaction.
"Murata! Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"I wasn't sneaking, I was walking." The sage corrected. "Now what's all this about a duel?"
Yuuri groaned and explained what had happened, starting from the Portal-to-an-Alternate-Universe-kun experiment. When he had finished, Murata was trying hard to fight back giggles.
"Only you," he said mirthfully. "This kind of thing could only happen to you, Shibuya."
The double black glared half-heartedly, then stared at something behind the Sage. Murata turned around and blinked.
Well, she certainly has Shinou's genes. The woman in front of him was undoubtedly Lady Von Bielefeld. She looked exactly like Wolfram- -I suppose Lord Von Bielefeld doesn't need softer features to look more feminine, or a mini version of Lady Cecile. Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, swaying gently behind her. The outfit she was wearing was a replica of Wolfram's own soldier uniform, cinched at the waist to show off her hourglass figure. Murata's eyes trailed up her figure lecherously.
"Well, hel-lo gorgeous." he said flirtatiously.
She gave him a deadpan stare. "Hi, Murata." Then her face lit up and she waved enthusiastically. "Hi honey!"
A boy who looked exactly like Yuuri stepped up in front of her. "Good luck out there."
The blond bombshell pouted. "Don't I get a kiss for good luck?"
Murata chuckled and heard Yuuri spluttering behind him. Yuu, though blushing, didn't hesitate and leaned in. The girl threw her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
I think Shibuya's brain just broke, the Sage noted with amusement.
"Wh-wha-wha-"
The couple had already pulled apart. By the time Yuuri's mind gained a semblance of normal functions, Lady Von Bielefeld was already in the courtyard, along with the two identical blonds. One of whom Murata recognized as the original Wolfram Von Bielefeld.
Curse you, teenage hormones!
Yuuri's face felt hot. Yuu was- he was kissing Wolfram! Not his Wolfram, the girl one, but still!
After a night of fighting off libidinous thoughts, Yuuri's mind went straight to the gutter. It didn't help that the kiss wasn't a chaste one either. It was one of those full-blown make-out sessions, probably with tongue. And now all Yuuri could think of was his Wolfram, soft, full lips on his own and tongue down his throat.
No! I don't like guys!
"Are you okay? You look like you're having a stroke."
Yuuri glared at his counterpart. "Why on earth did you do that?"
"What, the kiss?" Yuu asked. "Well, we're engaged, I'm a teenage boy and she's hot."
Yuuri opened his mouth to respond when a roar from the crowd sounded.
He turned back to the courtyard in time to see a gout of flame flare into the air.
The duel had started.
Chapter 3 done. What do you think? Are things moving too fast? Is Yuuri not in enough denial? R&R please!
Chapter 4 will be posted today if I get 10 reviews or more :)