Chapter 4:

It's Not The King

Yuuri's POV

The demon king stared in shock as Conrad furiously fought the seemingly innocent Leopold before turning to Gwendal and demanding, "Gwendal! Make him stop!"

A bead of sweat formed on the eldest demon's brow, but he made no eye-contact with his king. "You of all people should know that it would damage his pride to be forced to withdraw by his elder brother, as though he was a misbehaving child."

Although Gwendal's words were true, Yuuri wanted desperately for someone to do something. He looked to Gwendal's side at Wolfram, who stood glaring at Conrad and Leo with clenched fists and grinding teeth. The maou lowered his head in defeat, prefering to watch his feet over the fight.

Conrad's POV

As their swords clashed loudly and their faces drew near to eachother, Leopold spoke with a disgustingly overwhelming amount of glee in his tone, "It's a fight for his highness' love, isn't it~?"

Conrart stiffened with confusion at the shorter man's words before said man's sword nearly digging into his side brought him back on guard. As he deflected the sword with his own, he asked with as calm of a tone as he could handle, "What is that supposed to mean?"

Leopold's grin spread from ear to ear, forcing his eyes to squint as he teased, "I do find him interesting, after all~. Though, surely I would be a better match!"

This infuriated the soldier to no end and he quickened his movements, frantically slicing at his opponent with no fear of being injured, himself. The blonde's smile lessened with every blow, though it was clear he was trying to remain confident. Eventually, they made equal aims for eachother's chests as Yuuri rushed over and stood in between, just tall enough for them to nearly stab into his skull from both ends. "Stop", he loudly commanded them. They ceased fighting and stared in silence for some amount of time.

So, you're defending him, Yuuri? Is that your answer, then? Is he who you care the most about? He roughly sheathed his sword and turned on his heel, uncharacteristically scoffing as he began marching toward the door, only to be stopped by a hand, tightly wrapped around his wrist.

Yuuri's POV

Yuuri hadn't exactly thought of what he wanted to say when he caught the man, so things were slightly uncomfortable when silence fell upon them as they stood in the middle of the room, the maou clinging to his soldier's wrist.

"Let go, Yuuri", Conrad darkly demanded.

He loosened his grip slightly as an automatic reaction to being told what to do, but tightened it even more before the oldest of the two could leave. "No", he yelled, stubbornly puffing up his cheeks and closing his eyes. He hugged Conrads arm, reminding himself of the time he'd thought the man was dead; when he held his detached arm as though it would somehow bring back the body. And the time he'd thought he had betrayed him, never to return to his side again, which he once more feared would happen. "Why are you so angry...? What did Leo do to make you so angry?"

Conrad growled and abruptly turned around, nearly throwing the king off balance and causing him to let go. His words were clipped as he barked, "Your highness, your relationship with Lord Leopold is anything but appropriate! He is another king and one of great suspicion! Not only that, but your fiancee is right there!"

"Huh?" The maou's eyes were probably as wide as could be and so, he observed, could be said of the many who stood about the room. "Relationship", he asked, dumbly, before bloating his cheeks and furrowing his brows angrily. "He's the one who's been flirting with me! Why do you care anyway? This has nothing to do with you!"

The brunette looked shocked before a shadow of hurt covered his eyes and he turned to leave, once more. "If that's how you feel", he mumbled.

Conrad's POV

The king's words were like an arrow to his heart. I should've expected a response like this - he's right. What do I have to do with this? He isn't my fiancee, after all.

Gwendal had his hand over Wolfram's mouth as he restrained him from going at Leopold or Yuuri. He spoke with clear exasperation - though it would be nothing abnormal - as he announced, "He loves you, your highness! How haven't you caught that, already? Honestly!"

The soldier's face felt as though it was catching fire as he readied himself to murder his dear elder brother for exposing his deepest secret to the worst person possible. He didn't even want to turn around to face said person, for fear of what he might find. "Gwendal...", he growled, glaring daggers at the dark-haired brother.

A bead of sweat rolled down the eldest's cheek as Yuuri spoke up from behind. "Conrad...?"

He turned around to look at his short supperior and was relieved to find a confused and shocked expression, rather than a disgusted or disturbed one. They stared at eachother in silence until things got awkward and everyone in the room seemed to sweat drop, besides Yuuri, who continued to stare at the brunette as though he was trying to convey his feelings through eye-contact and was praying the man would understand just what he wanted to say.

Conrad smiled an awkward smile, simply happy that the boy was trying yet still internally unhappy that he didn't reciprocate his feelings, and looked straight ahead, once more beginning to walk towards the door. Not one footstep into his journey had he taken before the smaller one had his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, clearly having no intention of letting him leave ... at least without dragging his king behind.

He sighed, readying himself to encourage the maou to let it go and let him go, attempting to make him believe that he would be totally fine if his feelings weren't returned, since he could no longer pretend not to love him in the first place. As he opened his mouth to speak, Yuuri buried his face in the taller man's back, muffling his voice with the coat as he spoke, "Why didn't you say something sooner? I... I love you too..."

Gwendal held Wolfram's sword to it's scabbard and covered his protesting mouth as the blonde flailed his fists violently, attempting to break free and, probably, slice his "traitorous" "fiancee" into multiple pieces. The eldest brother smiled that warm smile he'd so rarely shown to anyone at any time, as though approving the decision the two before them were making.

Happy that everything would be all and well for everyone... well, except for Wolfram... the soldier smiled down at the demon king, heart overflowing with an overwhelming warmth as he whispered in such a way that no one but the two could hear, causing Yuuri to look up into his eyes with that pleasantly confused look on his face, "Thank you, Yuuri."

(Oof... sorry that I waited like forever to upload this last part, but this is the end. xD I was planning on uploading one like every two days, excluding Sundays {So, basically, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays LOL}, but I forgot to upload this Wednesday and Thursday I worked until late, then immediately hungout with a friend and didn't want to make them leave my house... so we stayed up until late at night despite me having to get up early in the morning... lmao... so yeah, sorry friends. ; o ; I hope you all enjoyed my poor and sappy writing and I'll try to come out with more Conyuu to try to revive the Conyuu fans! WE MUST REVIVE THE CONYUU! ^^)