DUN DUN DUNNN!!

I update pretty fast, don't I?

Haha...like, one chapter per day...and the result are these poorly written pieces of shit. oh well. i kinda like it that way. it's not like i'm trying to win the Nobel Prize for Literature or something. Enjoy...or not.

Finally, the chapter where some of the stupid questions I posed will be answered.

And now, we proceed on with the story...

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Previously on

"NOT IF I CAN HELP IT!"

"YOU BASTARD! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO INITIATED IT! IF YOU HADN'T SLAPPED ME, THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!"

"WELL I EXPLAINED THAT IT WAS A MISUNDERSTANDING! WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO HAVE YOU FOR A FIANCE!"

GASP!

"A-a-a-are you saying...th-that...you d-don't wan't to MARRY me?"

"THE HELL I DON'T!!"

SHIT. He still haven't noticed that Wolfram wasn't on the offensive anymore.

"Y-YOU INSENSITIVE WHELP!!"

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In the darkened room, lighted only by the glowing embers in the crackling fireplace, a young, shadowy figure paced the floor. And, standing by the embellished wooden door, a regal figure crowned with long, silver-lilac hair watched on worriedly.

"Your Higness, please...it is about time you got some rest..."

"I'm sorry Gunther...but i can't. I just can't."

A knock reverberated throughout the room and Gunther made way for the visitor.

"Conrad."

"Yuri, you shouldn't worry anymore," the kind-faced man said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "The troops are already out searching for him. In fact, I will join them shortly."

"He is right, Your Higness. We will handle everything. Please, do get some rest. His Emminence, Master Ken Murata, has already turned in for the night."

Yuri sighed and looked at the two men greatly concerned with him. And guilt wrenched at his heart after remembering his hurtful words and actions toward their precious youngest brother.

"It's all my fault...if I hadn't been so stupid and kept my cool, Wolfram would never have run away." He removed Conrad's hand and drew out a chair. "I'm really sorry guys," he said as he sat down."I'm sorry that I was so insensitive and hurt his feelings."

Gunther flipped his long hair and move closer to the brooding Maoh. "Don't blame yourself, King Yuri. After all, we know how childsh Wolfram can be sometimes..."

"Gunther is right," Conrad affirmed, holding Yuri's eyes with his soft brown gaze.

"But...I had been very rude..." He lowered his head sadly...guiltily...wondering where the pretty young blonde was at that moment.

"Yuri...sometimes, people must be hurt to realize things. Although what you did may be rash, Wolfram had his own faults too. It was wrong for him to push himself on you. After all, it was true that the engagement between you two had just been...a misunderstanding."

The young king winced inwardly at his godfathers words. Somehow, hearing the almost exact same thing he said to Wolfram stung him.

"Well. I have to go now. Gunther," he motioned to the other man, "Make sure our beloved king get his rest."

"Yes, I will. Good luck and be careful, Conrad."

"Thank you."

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Wolfram felt like an idiot. But he had too much pride to admit it and just give up.

He blinked his long-lashed eyelids angrily. The corners of his bright green eyes were somewhat raw and puffy, betraying that he had been crying earlier.

Like a great, golden cat, he rested high atop the thick branch of one of the trees in the woodland surrounding the borders of the castle.

From where he sat, knees drawn up to his chest, he could see the soldiers with their torches searching all over the place.

"Stupid..." he whispered silently. "They'd never find me like that."

"Damn that wimp, Yuri." He muttered, biting his lip. Images of him forcefully pushing back the black-haired boy before taking off flashed in his mind.

If he didn't want to marry me, he should've formally cancelled the engagement...and saved bruising my nobleman's pride like that...And the most annoying thing about all of this..is that...is that...I think I do LOVE him!!

"AAAARGH!!"

Oops. He hastily clasped both his hands over his mouth, knowing full well that the search team heard him.

"Hey guys, i think someone's over there!"

"Let's go take a look! You, Grimauld, go and inform Lord Weller!"

"Yes sir!"

Damn it!

Nimbly, he jumped down from his hiding place with a muffled crash amongst the dead leaves and grass. "I better get a move on now while I still can..." and he ran, as fast as he could, in the opposite direction of the castle.

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"I knew you'd still be up."

"Oh, hey there, Murata."

The bespectacled young man opened the door wider and let himself in. His friend who was sitting up turned to face the window view of the night sky overlooking the land he ruled over.

"Nice view there, Shibuya. Will inspire any king." Murata said as he sat down beside Yuri on his bed.

"Yeah...tell me something," he turned back to his friend and smiled. "Did the other Maohs before me had this room as theirs too?"

"Why are you asking me that?"

"Well, you do remember all your past lives."

The Great Wise Man pursed his mouth thoughtfully. "Yeah. That's right...they used this room before."

"Well that explains why it's so overly opulent." Yuri chuckled and patted Murata on his back.

"Shibuya...don't worry. Wolfram will be all right. He's pretty tough, you know."

His Royal Highness just inclined his head, eyes fixed down on his hands. "I know Murata. Everyone's out looking for him right now, too. But...that's not exactly what i am thinking about right now..."

"It's Yamada-san, right?"

His head almost snapped off from his neck when he heard what had just been said.

"Your feeling guilty about it...because, in a way, you know that Wolfram is right to feel threatened about her."

"You really are the Great Wise Man," Yuri smiled sadly.

"Please, Shibuya. It's because I'm your friend...and I know you pretty darn well."

"But she's not my girlfriend."

"But you are planning to make her," glare from the moonlight hitting his glasses hid Murata's eyes from sight as he spoke the words. "I know...what the heck. Half of our classmates know."

All of a sudden, Yuri clawed on his face irritatedly. "Damn it, Murata! I didn't mean to hurt Wolfram's feelings...but, the hell! We're both boys, for the love of everything that is good and holy!"

"Ah. Who knew so much problem could arise from someone not being gay enough..."

"Hey! I heard that!"

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To be Continued.

So Wolfram runs away...but now, headed to where?

And the "Yamada girl" is proven to be a real threat to his and King Yuri's 'relationship.'

Will they still be able to go to the other world with Wolfram and fix things there?

Or will everything just have to end here?

Find out soon in the next installment of "NOT IF I CAN HELP IT!!"

(where i will continue to attempt answering all the other idiotic questions i posed)

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