Chapter 11- Shouri
Disclaimer: This is not mine. I don't own this show. If you see someone in here you hate, that's my OC. The only reason those people are here are to cause problems. Wow I'm glad I've had such a positive affect on Kyou Kara Maou.... anyways...
A/N: Hello. This chapter has been written 3 times because my freaking computer keeps deleting it. Lookie! I sat my sorry self down and made me write! But anyways, it's weird how long this has been going on. The story I mean... It's my birthday on August 5th. I was planning to be done with this months before my birthday... Oh well. I guess this is still fun so I'm still working on it. If I'm still working on this when the next birthday rolls around someone kill me! Please. Wait... If I procrastinate that much I don't think I'll have any readers at all... that's so sad!!!! Now I can't write... Oh but it is my birthday! Happy Birthday to me!!!! Okay all better now. I'm 15. I can drive legally this year! Usually I start working on a new chapter the next day when I post but I'm gonna start a new chapter on the 6th and enjoy my birthday kay. I'm going to write before I find something to make me sad again. Sounds like a good plan. XD!
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"Lunch is over." The bell rang.
"Well come on. Oh and now that you mention it. Would you like to go to the dance with me." Yuuri asked jokingly.
"Thanks for asking."
"And.... ….."
Kiyomi appraised him for a minute, "Your just so short for a teenage boy."
Yuuri faked being of, "You know we'd be the same height if you weren't wearing heels! You shouldn't call people short! It's rude."
"Sure, whatever. What time are you picking me up for the dance?"
Yuuri laughed again. "I'll meet you there. Seriously, though, we need to go to P.E."
"Yes! It was so fun the last time! I quite literally killed. You shoulda seen me."
"Hah. Something tells me that I want to be on you team."
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Yuuri was right. Being on Kiyomi's team would have been good. But he wasn't and his team got destroyed... By the end of that class it was decided that a non-contact sport would be played tomorrow. And then the principal decided that, due to collateral damage Kiyomi could only play in the boys P.E. class so she'd take two chorus classes. The chorus teacher wanted her twice anyways so she'd be fine. They also took an Japanese history class in which Wolfram quickly skimmed the chapter they were on legends of ancient Japan (they had weird customs in Japan so she regarded it as a fairy tale) and of course became a teacher favorite again. At the end of the day they went to study hall and did homework, which Kiyomi didn't have any to do. They caught a taxi home from school since Yuuri didn't feel like walking. Too bad it made Kiyomi carsick.
"I hate cars, dammit. Why couldn't we just walk home?" She complained as she stumbled out the door."
"Because we were tired. Why do you hate cars so much?" He inquired this as he grabbed around her waist to support her. She looked at him like he was stupid and spoke calmly at first.
"Yuuri, are you so dense?" Her voice got louder and exasperated, "Those damn things make it impossible for me to stand without support and you wonder why I don't like them? Jeez, you don't miss a beat do you."
"My bad! It was just a question. Are you better now? Can we go inside? Would you like me to carry you to a throne your Highness?" Now he was just smirking sarcastically. Fine you wanna play that game with me. Lets go. I will not lose you wimp. Kiyomi put a mask of pure horror then turned her back to him and shouted.
"You perv. I'm wearing a skirt! I can't believe you."
"What? I-- Uh--..... What?" She turned around and laughed.
"I win! You totally fell for that! HA! Now I want that throne." He looked offended. Great. Here Wolf thought he was the girl here. He huffed, "Yuuri I was joking. YUURI!" Yuuri stomped inside. STOMPED?!?! What? PMS is showing it's presence and it's not me! Wonderful.
Kiyomi was just about to go inside when a car pulled up and, low and behold, a larger version of Yuuri stepped out with the same look of confusion that Yuuri sometimes held. Shouri Shibuya. Wolfram only met him once.
Shouri walked up to her and leaned down looking directly into her eyes. Wolfram felt just a little challenged by that so he stared back as fiercely as she could without flat out glaring.
"Why are you here? Your not a girl." That drew him back but Kiyomi managed to retort sharply.
"Well that's rude. Why do you say that."
"Because you're not. Wolfram of Shin Makoku. Not a girl. Your my brother's guard and fiancé. As Demon King here on Earth I know all of this and have even met you before. Is Yuuri in danger? Why are you here?"
"How could you tell?" He demanded, giving up his charade. Shouri looked like he could almost blush but being who he was, his neck just got a little reddish-pinkish very unnoticibly.
"I've met you before. You act the same way you did then. And your too pretty to be a girl from Yuuri's school. Not to mention you too pale to be Japanese-American like most of the other students."
Wolfram smirked, "Glad you think I'm pretty. Pedophile. My name's Kiyomi right now. And I'm posing as German right now thank you very much. Not my fault I'm pale... check my family. Yuuri doesn't know who I am so don't tell him. I'm being a spy for the dance and I wanted to meet Shouma and Jen. I didn't to talk to them much last time so I wanted to make a better first impression. Glad to see you again, I suppose."
"Point 1: Your an 80 something year old demon chasing a 18 year old kid and I'm the pedophile. Nice try. Point 2: Your paler than your eldest brother. The one whose a major stiff.
And the 3rd and finale point: I can tell who you are but Yuuri can't?"
"That surprised me too. Guess I'm a good actor."
"Actress." He said seriously.
"Fine. Actress. Granted. But you can't tell Yuuri who I am."
"Why? Any particular reason why he doesn't know?
" Spying. Duh. We got into a fight so I came here. Being caught spying now would be kinda bad for my case, don't you agree." He said in a condescending manner.
" Don't talk like I'm stupid when Yuuri doesn't know what his boyfriend looks like. Besides you have competition."
"WHO? You might have mentioned this."
"I just did. Yuuri blushed when he helped you stand." Wolfram raised his eyebrow inquisitively. Shouri continued to say how he knew about this scenerio since he wasn't there.
"I saw you guys down from down that street. To avoid making it awkward for Yuuri, I figured I'd wait for him to go inside and for you to leave. After 5 minutes I got bored and I figured if you were just standing out here spacing out then I could go make you leave. Then I saw who you were. Your competition is you. He doesn't kid around for 10 minutes outside a taxi with a girl he just met unless he likes her. You've made yourself a problem."
"Shit. Your probably right."
"Do you have a plan to fix this?"
"No. But that means I've been standing outside by myself, as far as Yuuri knows, for around half an hour. Thanks!"
"Why?"
"He probably figures I'm throughly pissed because I'm not coming in. When I go in he won't be looking for an apology so I don't have to give one. That's wonderful enough, I can work thorough my alter ego problem later."
"I guess that's one way of looking at it. Can you smell food, because I can.
"Yep defidently. Just one more thing before we go in, you won't tell Yuuri who I am, will you? Only Jen, Shouma, Murata, and you know. Murata guessed too come to think of it." He sighed, "Yuuri's so stupid. Anyways you didn't answer me. So?"
"I won't tell. Yuuri is stupid. I want to see if he can figure this out for himself. Now can we go inside?"
"Sure let's go ask Jen what she's cooking. How long has it been now?" Shouri checked his watch.
"35 minutes." Kiyomi smirked evilly. "Oh my poor little brother. Your just so evil."
"Of course. But I'm adorable, so it doesn't matter how evil I am. Don't forget, you've already acknowledged my cuteness. So I'm perfectly fine with being evil."
"Wow. So how did you get engaged again? Sounded like Yuuri was a little mad about it, he completely refused to explain anything. Was it an ordeal or arranged or something." Wolfram looked hesitant for a minute.
"Do you know how we get engaged in Shin Makoku?"
"Depends, do you still slap your girlfriend?"
"Yep."
"Well why did he slap you? He's not violent?"
"Um... I was outrageously mad about him being Maou because I already felt that my older brother Gwendal, the stiff," he giggled, " deserved the roll. Well Yuuri took a bath in this soap my mother has that makes everyone's emotions unusually forceful. So while I was more quick to insult he was also more quick to take the offense violently. I, though I do regret that I did, happened to insult Jen trying to get under his skin and he slapped me." He giggled again. "He told me later that he would've punched me if I wasn't so pretty. It was all a fluke."
"So do you actually want to marry Yuuri?" They were walking up the steps to the house and Shouri's hand just barely touched the door when Wolfram stopped walking looking surprised by such an unrelated personal question.
"Why do you ask?"
"You said it was a fluke. You just happened to get proposed to and, I'm guessing, due to his honor couldn't say no when the king asked for your hand. Do you love Yuuri is what I'm simply asking. I protect my brother and if he won't be happy I want to know. If you don't love him, I don't want you to marry him and I won't support your plan. Plan and simple."
"You couldn't make it easier for MY pride by just, as you did earlier to allow Yuuri pride by just sitting back and watching us talk, rather than making yourself know while I was trying to stand. Please."
Shouri looked Wolfram in the eye again, "I'm sorry, no. I'll watch out for Yuuri and for what's in his best interest even if it makes you, and quite frankly me, uncomfortable. Answer." He demanded calm as ever.
"Fine. If you won't let up. No, I did not love Yuuri for a while, but at this point in time I do like---" Shouma opened his mouth to protest something Wolfram figured Shouri would catch. He took a deep breath, " Fine! I do really..." He looked away and stalled more. It was almost inaudible. But though it was quite and weak he did manage to look Shouri in the eye. "I love Yuuri. I do, really. I came here to get help from Jennifer to see if he loves me. Will that work for you?"
"Yeah, lets go eat. Thank you for saying that. Taking me seriously, as well, when I asked."
"Sure, that was almost not as painful as getting slashed with a sword." Wolf smiled. To his surprise Shouri did too.
"Whatever. Come on." He opened the door. "Mom, I'm back. What're we eating. I'm starved" That wasn't as bad as almost killing Shouma with a remote, I must admit. But I think I'd rather hit Shouma again. Oh well, one less person that I have to pretend around. Yuuri's is just so fucking STUPID. Yes. I get to go smash the wimp! Fun okay totally going to see Yuuri. He almost skipped up the stairs.
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A/N: Look , it's so long. Not really but a little bit longer. Maybe half a page. Well now I get a birthday break and I swear to start right on the 6th.I'll still be checking my email though so don't forget to tell me if you enjoyed it. Just cause I get a break doesn't mean you do. I gotta admit, I was laughing through that entire confession. But I think I got him to say I love you in a very prideful Wolfram-like way. Please tell me if I did a bad job. I loved writing it and it flowed without much force on my end but I do want to please reviewers more than I want to allow all my OOC-ness. But I did think this had more humor in it than some of the chapters, I'm sorry to say that I can see this turning into a Drama/Humor/Romance, if I decided to tack another category on there. Can you? Oh well. Over all I'm still very happy with this. And I posted much faster than usual so if your gonna flame me at least say 'your not so effing slow' at the end! ;) Thank you for reading and I look forward to all the reviews I may not recieve.
~Savior