"Yuuri's Secret Life"
Disclaimer KKM does not belongs to me. If it does, there is no way i'll let Conrad betray Yuuri...
A/N This chapter is not betaed. You have been warned.
Chapter 11
The school bells rings in the air. It signifies that the school has ended for the day. Many students began to come out of their school and make their way home or meeting their friends to spend time together.
Yuuri walks calmly and proudly with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his bag. His face was stoic and emotionless. His intention was to go home or call his brother to offer some assistance in their business. But alas, he is booked for the day.
Guys as well as girl are very curious about the student known as Yuuri Shibuya. One time, he appears cocky and sheepish like the rest of the boys his age. Other times, he is not. Those around him can't help but feel a mysterious aura surrounding him that screams danger, yet assuring. It puzzles them. Girls are drawn to him, and the guys are envious. But if they were to ask the reason, both parties won't be able to give a specific answer why. All they can say that he is foreign. And it is no secret that if you study abroad, then that means you're rich.
Yuuri sighed inwardly. He feels so tired all of the sudden and not to mention- damn annoying!. People around him were all but talking about what they did during vacation. Its not that Yuuri didn't get to go on a vacation. He did! They end up going to New Zealand. While Shori was busy in his meetings, He and Gabriella were given strict orders that no business is allowed for them. Oh believe him when he said he tried to do something about stolen box business, but Shori always ALWAYS distracted him. In the end, he gave up and went riding with Gabriella. After all, New Zealand has one of the most beautiful scenery in the world. So why miss it. Lucky he has Gabriella to keep him company.
Yuuri sighed again. When he got back, it was no better. Murata kept calling him and ask him to join their practice this afternoon after school. If he were to say no, it will raise too many questions. So he agreed. And now he is on his way to the baseball stadium for some practice.
"Hey Shibuya. Wait up!" shouted Murata from behind.
Yuuri half turn and watch Murata catching up to him with a raised eyebrow. Where did he pop out from?
Once Murata was close enough, he stop and stare at Yuuri.
"Where have you been?" asked Murata. "I've been trying to get in contact with you but your family said you are not available or out of town."
"That's because I was out of town on a vacation. Since my parents are busy and can't get away, Shori and I went for a vacation somewhere by ourselves. Since Shori is old enough to take care of me, there is no problem." Said Yuuri as he starts walking. Murata right beside him.
"Neat. So where did you go." His eyes portrayed their curiosity.
"Just to a remote area where technology can't be reach… heck! I was practically staying in a village, you know. Metaphorically speaking, of course."
Murata raised an eyebrow. "Can't be that bad?"
"If you staying for a few days, then it is okay but to stay longer? I'm surprise I didn't die out of boredom. There was nothing to do. And don't get me started on how I spend my time. By the end of the vacation, I was dying to get out of there."
"Isn't that the point of vacation? To relax?"
"To the adults and elderly it is save haven. But to someone who is hot blooded like us….." Yuuri left his sentence hanging. He hope to god that Murata will be bored with this conversation soon which can be very unlikely. He knew he already did. Bored with this conversation. He really didn't want to lie to much. But there is absolutely no way is he going to tell Murata he went overseas for a vacation. That kind of trip needs planning weeks prior, and he is not in the mood to talk about how he got it on short notice. That can end up revealing more then he like.
"Okay… okay…" Murata backed away from Yuuri a little. Palms up. "You got a boring vacation. Fine. But please tell me at least you practice your baseball." Murata gave Yuuri a pointed look.
"What do you think I am? A slacker?" said Yuuri with a mischievous smile.
"No offence. But people will abandon everything and leave everything behind in favor of a vacation. I guarantee that your swing and your aim is terrible"
"Hey!"
Murata took off running as Yuuri starts chasing him. Threatening to hit him in the head with his bag if Murata didn't take back what he said. As Yuuri was turning around the corner, he suddenly ran into Murata that send him sprawling on the floor.
"Ow! Murata why did you stop so sud-"
Yuuri look up and saw that in front of Murata, there are three drop out guys that people in this area always talk about. They like to bully people, vandalism, stealing and a number of other stuff. Personally, Yuuri didn't think this punks will listen to their apologies. And from the looks of it, he and Murata are going to be their next victims if they didn't bolt from there soon… and fast! Murata did run in with them after all. Yuuri stands up and got a better view. His eyes wide.
Oh great! Murata just have to collide with them and send hotdog souse all over one of the guys front shirt. This is bloody perfect. Thought Yuuri with a sneer.
Not feeling up to fighting at the moment. Especially in front of Murata of all people or in front of any witnesses, Yuuri immediately grab Murata by the collar and drag him to the opposite direction. Better take a longer route to the stadium.
As Yuuri and Murata were running away, Yuuri heard that they were being followed since those punks were screaming bloody murder for the world to hear. Now, people were staring at them. Yuuri frowned. Why did people who are underclass or poor tend to solve things or lash out their anger with their fist? Can't they do something to make a better future for themselves? Yuuri let out a heavy sigh. Who was he kidding- rich people can be abusive too. They just don't do it in public.
"Murata." called Yuuri. His head tilt to the side a little to take a look behind him to make sure Murata is still with him.
Behind him, Murata answered. "Yeah?"
"What's with you having the knack of running into people like them?"
"Beats me. Since meeting you, things have been pretty much hectic for me."
Oh.. so it's my fault now. What? I bring bad luck or something?
"Hectic like how?"
"Well… I tend to stay away from trouble and away from spotlight. But with you in the picture, I'm in the spotlight too often."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Not at all. In fact, it is a blessing."
Blessing?!
They ran and ran. Passing this alley, ducking the other, going through this alley, coming out at the other end… it was a wonder that Murata didn't ask him where they are heading. Somewhere between running between the alleys, Yuuri and Murata manage to lose those punks. It was not until they are safely within the stadium walls that both Yuuri and Murata slow down and stop to take a deep breath.
"Man Yuuri." panted Murata. "How did you know which alley leads to where."
Yuuri straighten himself up and said. "I don't. I just ran in blindly into whichever alley that caught my fancy."
Murata laughed. "You're kidding right?"
Yuuri smiled his big goofy smile. "Nope."
"Well. You are one lucky idiot or one of the biggest fool. Now come on, let's get ready and practice. I dare say the guys will be wondering why their manager and coach are late for practice."
"If that comes up. I'll just say it was all your fault."
Murata was watching Yuuri out of the corner of his eyes. "You really enjoyed my misfortune, are you?"
"Most definitely."
After the hard day's work. The Jacuzzi looks and sounds way tempting. But since the Shibuya household didn't have a Jacuzzi, a medium size bathtub will do. His muscle was stiff and a little sore. Thanks to Murata of asking them to practice every move over and over again. Lucky he was trained for such hardship… or else he will be dead to the world of exhaustion. Tomorrow, Yuuri can bet that his team mates muscle to be protesting very loudly.
Yuuri pick up the body shampoo beside him and rub it gently upon his person. If he were back at the mansion, he will most likely indulge himself in an aroma therapy with luxury. Pity he can't indulge it here.
"Yuuri?" called Jennifer. Knocking lightly on the door.
Yuuri stop whatever he is doing long enough to answer his mother.
"Yes mother?"
"Is there anything you would like for dinner?"
"I don't have anything in mind. So anything will do."
"Okay. But do you know if Shori will join us? Since he did say he went out with his friends"
"Even if he did mother, he will still join us later. There is no way for him to miss your cooking. We are seldom home after all."
"You have a point there." With that she went down the kitchen.
Yuuri frowned. Was that bitterness he detect from her voice? Call him cold-hearted but he didn't mean it to sound harsh. Its true that they were not here very often- so whatever their mother decided to cook will be fine. Its not like if her cooking was horrible they decide to pack their things and head out.
Yuuri sink his body deeper into the water and let out a heavy sigh and close his eyes. Sometimes he envied Shori. Being over the age of consent has its perks. He on the other hand got a few more years to go. Not that being a Lord didn't have its advantage. But Shori is adamant in keeping him in line with his age… most of the time.
As Yuuri was peacefully lying in the bathtub. He suddenly have the feeling something is not right. He was alone in the bathroom and in the bathtub. Is it his imagination? Or the water around him is swirling? Like something was in the tub with him?
Yuuri's eyes immediately snap open and his eyes wide in alarm. The water is swirling and it is slowly sucking him in. Yuuri push himself up to get out of the tub, but the water seems to have other ideas. They refuse to let him go and to Yuuri, it feels like there are hands that are holding him back… preventing him from escaping and pulling him in.
Then suddenly he was suck-in whole. The current was so strong that he can't steady himself and he is running out of breath. The whirlpool was getting faster and faster as he was dragged to the middle. Feeling dizzy, he curse in fluent french whatever gods that responsible for his current predicament. Then, his world went into darkness.
When Yuuri was back to the world of conscious, he groaned deeply. Groggily he wondered what happened. The last thing he remembered was that he was bathing in the tub, at his parents' house and then suddenly the water suck him in- finding himself stuck at a whirlpool then lose consciousness.
Yuuri's eyes snap open and he immediately stand up straight.
"What the hell! Why on Earth did the water suck me in at the time like this?" asked Yuuri to no one in particular. But he is pissed that the water decided to dump him elsewhere while he was bathing and naked. He much preferred to be trip and fall into a fountain. At least that way, he still have his cloths on.
Yuuri look around. From what he can see, he is probably in someone's pond or a private bath. It was hard to determine because it was so hazy that he couldn't see past thirty meter. Either way, he needs to get out fast! The water is freazing.
As he make his way to the edge of the… whatever he was in, he saw that there are three people in front of him. He immediately stopped and stay quiet, hoping that he get out of here without much fuss and that he was not mistaken as an intruder.
After he take a deep breath to calm his wildly beating heart, he open his mouth to get their attention.
"Erm… excuse me." said Yuuri with all the confident that he could muster. But even to him, his voice sounds pathetic.
Before he could say anything further, he heard one of them cried "Your Majesty" and two of them immediately haul themselves at him.
Yuuri, from being overly cautious and nerve racking, immediately had the looked of shock and dismayed. He shut his eyes and groaned low.
Great! I'm back at The Great Demon Kingdom. Was all Yuuri could think about before two male bodies hit him and send them back into the water.
Why is it people here can be so enthusiasm in greeting me? Thought Yuuri as he tries to entangle himself away from these gentlemen. But it is difficult as they keep sinking underwater and emerged.
Yuuri can't help thinking of Lord Von Chris right then. With the perky attitude and with that loud dramatically, annoying voice of his… much like the two people with him. He winced. He hoped to god that they are not related and are not staying at the castle. One Lord Von Chris is enough to handle and he certainly didn't need to handle another two. He pleaded whatever gods they serve here that these two are just his fans!
While Yuuri was trying to pry away from the two… er… gentlemen, Yuuri saw that, in between sinking underwater and out of it, a tall and very muscular man was watching them… at least Yuuri think he was watching. Yuuri frowned. What was catching about the man was that he had a bright orange hair. Was that colour very common here?
"Your Majesty! Are you alright?"
Do I look like I'm alright here Lord Von Chris? Wait… Lord Von Chris!
"Gunter! Help!" cried Yuuri. Really… these gentlemen have some serious issue when meeting with VIP people. Can't they let him breathe?
"Good gracious! What are you doing? Step away from His Majesty at once! I, Lord Gunter Von Chris command it."
Upon hearing those words, the two immediately turn their attention away from him and focus onto Lord Von Chris. Both were seems surprise and their eyes sparkle as they said to each other.
"Is it, The Lord Gunter Von Chris?"
"It is…"
Then as one, they immediately attack him saying he is the most gorgeous man and a fan and what other nonsense. Now, Lord Von Chris is soaking wet from head to toe and is currently, have to deal with two over esthetic gentlemen. At least they've forgotten about him. Yuuri sighed in relieve.
While trying to balance himself, someone offered him a hand. Yuuri eyes followed the hand upwards and found himself looking at Lord Weller. Yuuri excepted the hand and Lord Weller pull him up and gave him a towel.
"Are you alright Your Majesty?" ask Lord Weller.
Yuuri, who was watching amusingly at Lord Von Chris replied without taking his eyes away. "I'm fine. Though I must say… it is somewhat amusing watching Gunter like this. I wonder if he needs assistance"
Lord Weller chuckled. "I agree. But if he didn't do what he did… then you'll still be stuck with them." said Lord Weller while pointing his thumb towards Lord Von Chris and the gentlemen. "Better get inside Your Majesty. You'll catch a cold if you stay in your wet attire for so long"
"You have a point. And Gunter deserves a praise for this. Whatever he did today should be in history." said Yuuri with a smile.
Lord Weller coughs a few times while trying to cover his laughter. His eyes were clearly sparkling with amusement as he said "I don't think Gunter will want that. He will most definitely deny it or rambling until our ears ringing saying it was for his beloved King and what nots."
Yuuri laugh out loud "Pity we do not have a camera or a cam recorder. This could serve as blackmails. In case the needs arise."
Lord Weller raised an eyebrow. "Blackmail Your Majesty?"
Yuuri said nothing. He immediately turns and starts walking towards the direction of the castle. The sooner he get his clothes on, the better. He didn't want to catch a cold or hyperthermia after all. And Yuuri doesn't know yet how advance medication here. Guess he has to snoop around or talk to the healers.
"Conrad. This is a magnificent castle. But this is not Blood Pledge Castle is it? The interior and décor is all different. Where are we?"
Yuuri can't help asking as he gaze around the room he was in. the room was lavish and nicely done. It has the sense of homey in it. It is a little less extravagant then the decors at the Blood Pledge Castle, but whoever decorate this room have a very good taste of style.
"You are very perspective. You are right Your Majesty we are not at Blood Pledge Castle. We are currently at Voltaire's Castle. It is located in the east of The Great Demon Kingdom, Sire."
"So… this castle is Gwendal's?"
"Yes, Sire."
Yuuri nodded his head in affirmation. Then he look down at the cloths he is currently wearing. Yuuri wonder how did they have a set of cloths very much like the ones he was wearing when he first arrive. Someone must have them tailored. At any rate, Yuuri don't want them to be very specific about what type of fashion he preferred. Whatever cloths worn by royalty should be fine with him. Maybe it is something to do with a king's personal style. Sort of like the wives of King Henry the eight with their own personal style.
"If you are done Sire, shall we proceed to one of the study? We are expected by Gunter." Inform Lord Weller as he wait for his king to finish inspecting himself.
"Really? What will we be doing there?" asked Yuuri. He is very curious as to why he is needed in the study. Shouldn't they be going back to The Blood Pledge Castle? Yuuri voices his thoughts.
"No. That will take a few days ride. And I think Gunter will like to start helping you handling over the paper works." said Lord Weller apologetically. "There are some that require your signature
Yuuri groan low in his throat. His eyes are shut and his right hand is massaging his temple. God! How his head is pounding. He just got here in less than an hour and they dump the paperwork on him already? Can't a guy get a break here? Not that he want to delay the paperwork but… can't they wait until after he is rested from journey?
With a long defeated sigh, he said "Fine. Let's go." And drag himself out of the room. Lord Weller closely followed behind.
"Your Majesty. I'm afraid that… there is a matter that needs your upmost attention." said Lord Von Chris.
Yuuri look up from signing the important and necessary documents. Necessary means the one that beneficial to the country and its people and not the ones that can cause his people miserable… such as the increase of tax rate and etcetera. He knew that if he increase it, the people will rebel and the country fall into chaos for doing such. While the aristocrats have no problem paying, the commoners will. And he didn't want to ask more than they can give. Hell! If he could have his way, his people will pay him nothing. But that is impossible. He knew it too well.
Earlier, Yuuri was wondering whether or not he should sign the document in his full name or just his short name. While it is true that documents are important… but to sign in full… why he have a gut feeling that his name will rouse question? Not that it matters since he stated his full name during the coronation ceremony. But still… after thinking pros and cons, he finally decided to throw caution out of the window and sign the legal document in his full name. Forever binding. So he dipped the quill in the ink and sign 'Yuuri Shibuya De Lincole' with such elegance and penmanship that many of the rich and aristocrats back in Italy envy him for.
"What is it Gunter?" asked Yuuri. His hand was halfway from signing another document.
Lord Von Chris clear his throat before proceeding. "We've been detecting some aggressive activity among the humans. It is to be believed that it could lead to a battle." With a nod from Lord Weller, who was positioning himself behind Yuuri and was leaning against the wall, Lord Von Chris continued. "We need you to be prepared with the declaration of war, Sire."
Yuuri tense. His posture was rigid. His eyes immediately grew darker and cold, his jaw clench and a shadow pass over his face. Yuuri have to bite his tongue from starting a tirade and lash out at everyone in the room for asking him to 'prepare the declaration of war'. A war is no laughing matter. The casualties will be a high price to pay. And they have the guts to stand before him and ask him to do such thing?!!
Yuuri carefully sat his quills and all the remaining documents aside and focus his attention to the unfortunate fool in front of him. "Do you know what you asked of me?" asked Yuuri through greeted teeth.
Lord Von Chris drew a shaky breath and replied. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Yuuri make a motion to Lord Weller stand directly beside him. Once he has the two lords full attention, he said. "I am appalled that you can ask me to declare war so lightly. Declaring war should be the very last resort. And I have no intention to declare any." Yuuri then take a deep breath before he continues. "Now, what kind of activity are we talking about here?"
At that moment, Lord Von Voltaire and Lord Von Belefield entered the room and Lord Von Voltaire answered him. "They are spending a lot money have been hiring Esoteric Wizards."
Yuuri eyebrows bend in confusion. "Wizards? Why?"
"For humans. They need the wizards in order to fight us Demon Trobe Members since we have the ability to control elements." said Lord Von Chris.
The study was silent with shock with this bit of news. It seems the news is rather new or perhaps Lord Von Voltaire has kept it to himself in order to investigate. While that maybe the case with the Lords- Yuuri was silent because he was totally confused by what was going on. He didn't understand at all why there is going to be a war? And what on Earth is an esoteric stone? The information that he is given is truly lacking.
"I don't think I've given permission for you to make yourself a home in my house." said Lord Von Voltaire steely.
"I won't want to spend my time here anyway… if I've given the choice." retorted Yuuri.
"Hey Yuuri." called Lord Von Belefield. His arms cross over his chest. Trying to get Yuuri's attention away from his eldest brother and to avoid the rising tension that is apparent between them. "You disappeared the day after the coronation ceremony. What was that about?" he asked.
Yuuri was rubbing his face with his hands and through his hair trying to relax himself a bit while pondering Lord Von Belefield question. "I wish I knew." said Yuuri in all honesty. "Do I get a chance to say when to be transported here and there?"
While Yuuri was interacting with Lord Von Belefield, Lord Von Chris was listening to Lord Von Voltaire saying that it was Calvacade's doing. Yuuri just sit there and listen to them quietly and was wondering if they are going to share this information with their king.
Lord Weller step in after staying silent for so long. "Break it up gentleman. Don't you think you should report this to His Majesty first?"
Yuuri send a grateful smile towards Lord Weller but the smile was short live by Lord Von Voltaire next words. "I think children should mind their own business and not indulge themselves in the adults affair."
Red hot anger shot through Yuuri's entire body. It took a great effort and self-restrain for Yuuri to not fly over the table and attack Lord Von Voltaire. So instead, Yuuri glared murderously at him. Who is he calling children?!!
"It looks to me…" Yuuri's voice was dangerously low. "… that your so called business is to push us towards conflict. And like I said earlier, I have no intention to jeopardize our people with this war nonsense."
"Then what do you suggest we do, Sire?" retorted Lord Von Voltaire.
"Negotiate." Yuuri retort back. "Talk to them. Maybe there is a misunderstanding." After a short pause, he added. "Oh, and don't tell me you've try that because one: I don't think you did and two: with your snooty behavior, I doubt that anyone will want to talk to you."
Lord Weller laughed when he heard his king said that but stop immediately when he was sound by his brother.
If Yuuri was amaze by Lord Von Voltaire growl, he certainly didn't show it. He growl so much like a frustrated predator that its pray has escaped. But that doesn't mean, Yuuri's irritation has vanished.
"Conrart. It appears that His Majesty is tired. Perhaps it is in his best interest if he were to rest a little while." Lord Von Voltaire said through greeted teeth. Then he turn and walk out of the room.
"Gwendal, where do you think you are going? We are not finish here." call out Yuuri. He stands up so suddenly and slam both his hand on the table that his chair flew backwards and the item on the table shaken by the impact. "Gwendal!" Yuuri call out again, but Lord Von Voltaire keeps on walking. "LORD VON VOLTAIRE!!!" Yuuri snapped but it still have no desiring effect. Finally at his wits end and pissed off big time, he threw a letter opener at Lord Von Voltaire which twirl in the air and imbedded itself at the wall beside him. Missing Lord Von Voltaire himself by inches.
Lord Von Voltaire stop at his tracks and stared at the letter opener- shocked speechless. The same reaction goes to the rest of the gentlemen in the room. First they stared at the letter opener, and then they stared at Yuuri. Their eyes still wide with shocked. As for Yuuri, he didn't bother to hide the fact that he was shaking and panting with such anger.
"Never…" said Yuuri with much difficulty. "And I mean… never walk out on me ever again." Those around him still stands there, Too petrified to do anything else. Yuuri continued. "If you must take your leave at least don't do it so rudely. Its unbecoming of you." Straightening himself and taking a deep breath, Yuuri walk around the table and walk towards the door. Yuuri paused just in front of the door, and standing side by side by Lord Von Voltaire. Turning to Lord Von Voltaire, he said. "I really don't know what your personal problem is with me and I don't think I want to find out. But could you at least be civil and try not to slender me every time we face each other?" With another deep breath, Yuuri said, hurt and wariness was evident in his voice. "And another thing, you don't have to leave this room. It is your castle…" Yuuri stop short just long enough for them to register what he just said. "… instead, I will."
With that, Yuuri storm out the room. Ignoring the calls of both Lord Von Chris and Lord Von Belefield, and nearly colliding himself with a redhead noblewoman who appears to be eavesdropping and observing their entire conversation, he apologize and excuse himself. He was still so angry and hurt that he was desperate to find any peaceful place to calm and relax himself. After walking blindly for fifteen minutes, he found himself at one of the gardens. In the middle of that garden lies a tree so big and underneath its leaves was shadowed by the sun. It was a perfect resting place in his opinion.
Yuuri let himself slide dejectedly by the tree trunk. His body spent from all the emotion that he displayed. Letting his head fall back against the tree, he close his eyes and let the wind blow away all his trouble and wariness.
A/N:
Well now... here is the much await chapter. i hope you all are satisfied with it.
Please excuse any mistakes or error that you find above. Like i mentioned before i replace the AN with this fics that i need a new beta. My old one can't continue to do so. so, i need someone who is willing. I can continue without a beta but i fear my many mistakes will irritate you all readers. So if you guys are interested, just leave me a message.
R&R me and let me know what you guys (and girls) think of this chapter. waiting anxiously
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