Wrong

Chapter IV

By: Tenshi no Nanimo

DISCLAIMER: The bishies of Kyou Kara Maou are not mine… so I'm just borrowing them for my own imagination and story. Warnings: some characters are out of character and it doesn't really follow the original plot and lots of drama. Also, sorry for the long wait so I tried to make this chapter a bit longer than my previous chappies. Enjoy chapter IV of Wrong!

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"We need to talk in private. Follow me." Gwendal stood up, which Wolfram and Conrad did too with no questions. Right now was not the time to disobey the serious mazoku especially now that more lines marred his handsome face.

"Please excuse us." As Conrad slowly closed the door of the dining room behind him, the silence was immediately broken by the maids who were too busy conversing about Wolfram's announcement.

As soon as the three brothers arrived at Gwendal's office, the eldest wasted no time in shouting at Wolfram, "What were you thinking Wolfram?! Don't you know what kind of situation and position you brought yourself into?!" Conrad noticed that Wolfram was silently trembling yet he didn't dare to offer any kind of comfort since he too wanted to know the answer to Gwendal's harsh questions.

"I am perfectly aware of what I have done aniue and its possible effects. I have just named myself as an escort, a courtesan, which entails lots of responsibilities that is very different from being a soldier. In result, I need to give up my sword to undergo a special training reserved for people who should have the proper skills to be a pleasant companion."

"In other words Wolfram, you just made yourself a prostitute!" Gwendal bellowed.

"Gwendal…" Gwendal immediately looked at Conrad and saw that the man's gaze was lingering softly at their younger brother who was still trembling, but still wearing an expressionless face. Gwendal's face immediately softened a little as he sat down to rub his aching temples.

"Wolfram," He said using a milder tone, "You know that I am greatly opposed to your decision; Conrad is too. Imagine what mother, Greta and everyone else would say once they hear this absurd proposition of yours! Think first younger brother, think about your future."

"Aniue, as I have mentioned before, I've already thought about this. Being a courtesan doesn't mean that I will become a prostitute. I have to admit that I may be subjected to some sexual situations, but it comes with the job; just like a soldier's life at stake in a battlfield. Besides, I think that I am more suitable as an escort instead of being a soldier since I am not so great in swordsmanship. Conrad belongs in that forte, while you belong to the intellectual side of this nation. I don't belong in either side so I decided to use my appearance as my basis for my strongest point so that I could serve this kingdom as well as you two do." Wolfram offered a bitter smile for the two who was shocked by their younger brother's confession of his insecurities.

"But why, why that profession?"

"I already made it clear Weller- kyo that my appearance would benefit this kind of profession more than by being a sol—"

"You know what I mean." Conrad did not mean to be rude by not making Wolfram finish his explanation, but he was so sick and tired of Wolfram escaping from his real reasons. Besides, it was his job as an older sibling to know the real reason behind Wolfram giving up being a soldier—one of the things that Conrad knows makes his younger brother happy and proud.

"You know me too well Weller- kyo." Wolfram smiled a little while hurt flashed in Conrad's eyes, " I'm not so stupid as to consider taking this path with no reason. I wanted Yuuri to fall in love with me." He paused and gave his brothers a searching look, looking if they were disgusted with what he had just said. Seeing no disapproving glances directed at him, he continued, " I said to myself that if Yuuri were to fall in love with me, I'd continue protecting him by being one of his most loyal soldiers, always there by his side."

"However, he didn't fall in love with me." He stopped to stifle a sob that was about to escape. " I considered to continue my job as a soldier, but knowing that I am the most inexperienced of us three, I will most likely be the one who is always stuck with him because I am not allowed to participate in the most important and crucial battles for our kingdom's security. So, in the end, I entertained the idea of being a courtesan where most of my talents could be put in good use."

"I hope that you understand that I still don't agree with your decision." Gwendal stared at Wolfram, wanting him to back out and just accept the fact that he won't become a courtesan.

"You don't have to agree aniue as long as Yuuri'd agree with me, there is no problem; and I am sure that he would not disappoint me." The certainty in Wolfram's tone made his brothers shudder inwardly. As Wolfram was about to walk out of the room, Conrad said hurriedly, "Give Yuuri one more chance, try again Wolfram."

"I will Conrad, as long as you won't interfere." Something in the way Wolfram said it made Conrad guiltier than he was before because Conrad learned in Wolfram's tone that Wolfram knew what he had done and that he had already forgiven him by acknowledging him using his first name.

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"I though dating was supposed to be fun Murata! What I've experienced so far was being uncomfortable in front of those giggling girls! Whoever said that it was fun anyway?!"

"Whoever said that dates should be girls anyway Shibuya? I mean, you could always just swing the other way and find cute boys too! Japan has lots of bishies to offer so why not try?" A grin marred Murata's face, " Oh I know now why! You already have a cute fiancé!" Yuuri wanted to smash the goofy grin out of Murata's face, but decided against it. He probably didn't know what happened anyway.

"Murata, I started dating to forget all of my troubles; including my engagement to Wolfram so don't bring him up for now please." The bells of the restaurant jingled as Yuuri opened the door to go out accompanied by Murata. "Drat! It's raining!" They opened up their umbrellas and continued walking towards the Shibuya household.

"Okay, so let's change the subject then Shibuya." Murata offered as he fixed his glasses back to the top of his nose, "Who did you like better? Megumi or Hana?"

"Well, I can't say that I like Megumi because she's too rowdy while Hana's just too shy. You know, she kept on giggling nervously and was so meek that I didn't even had the chance to properly speak to her!" Yuri ranted on as Murata listened who had a mischievous smile on his face.

"What about Megumi? She IS rowdy, but is nice to be with… She's even sexy for a teenager!"

"She's too much like Cheri- sama! Cheri- sama's uglier version! She IS sexy, but I don't want that kind of girl; besides she's too noisy!" Yuuri ranted on, oblivious of the trap that Murata was setting against him.

"What about Wolfram? He's noisy too and is always whining?" Murata smirked.

"He's noisy, but he's tolerable. Besides, he's the only one I could talk to who is straightforward and unbiased." Murata spotted a puddle near them and stopped about two feet away from it. "I don't see your problem with him then. You don't like girls who are shy, meek, outgoing and sexy so why not stick with Wolfram then? You don't seem to have much complaints about him anyway."

With an incredulous look on his face, Yuuri turned to look at his friend and say something in denial, but decided against it when he was pushed forward by the great sage and was transported back to the demon world. All that he remembered before opening his eyes once again was the desire to kill Murata and to faint so that he wouldn't see the pain behind Wolfram's eyes.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thanks for the reviews from the previous chapters! I Hope that you'd review more too so that I could write faster because of your support and suggestions. I hope that you still like the plot…