Yuuri quickly sat up in the knee-deep water. Looking around he recognized the baseball pitch on the other side of the fence.
No! I didn't want to go back. Wolfram,... why?
"Arrived home safely." Looking over his shoulder he saw Murata sitting behind him looking as soaked as he felt.
"Why are we here?"
"Because the Original King sent us back."
"Why now?" Murata got out of the river and went to the nearby fence.
"Because your life was in danger." Yuuri just sat there looking down.
"I didn't want to go back. Why... how could Wolfram do that?" Murata climbed over the fence.
"Because I ordered him to." Yuuri's head shot up at that.
"What! Murata!" Murata just looked at him with that maddeningly calm expression.
"If you want to blame someone then blame me. Sir von Bielefeld didn't want to be the one to push you into the water." Yuuri also got out of the water and climbed over the fence.
"You planned this..."
"The kingdom believes that you were assassinated, so in order to prevent anyone seeing that you're alive, it was for the best to vanish for some time."
"How... how could you do this to Wolfram... and to me?"
"Shibuya, if those assassins find out that you are still alive, they'll come after you again. Now that they think that they succeeded, they will report it to the one who hired them. Then, once that person makes their move, we'll know who's behind all of this and we can put an end to all of this."
"What about the disguise? No one would recognize me."
"Too many people already know your usual disguise. Besides it would be strange if everyone become suddenly protective of a stranger. So a disguise wouldn't have been efficient enough" Murata sighed.
"Look, Shibuya. You used too much of your Maryoku yesterday. You're probably still tired. You should go home and sleep a bit more." Yuuri let his shoulders slump.
"But..."
"No but for now. Come on Shibuya. Let's get you home. But first we've got to hide it." Murata said, pointing at Morgif hanging at Yuuri's waist. They went into one of the locker rooms and grabbed a bag large enough to fit Morgif in. Carrying it over his back Yuuri could hear Morgif moaning all the way home, making some people they passed looking at them oddly.
Yuuri let Murata lead him to his home. Once they entered it Yuuri's mother greeted them, fussing immediately over the two soaked boys. After they were somewhat dried (Murata getting some dry clothes from Yuuri) Murata accompanied Yuuri to his room, wanting to make sure that Yuuri got some rest. But resting was the last thing on Yuuri's mind. His thoughts were only focused on one certain blond, wondering what he would be doing at the moment and if he was alright, while hiding Morgif on top of his wardrobe. Yuuri went to his window and sat down on the sill, gazing outside without seeing it.
Murata tried to convince him that some rest could do wonders, but Yuuri just continued to ignore him. Finally he gave up.
"Alright, I understand that you are angry with me. So here I am, let it out and hit me if you want to. Just don't ignore me." Yuuri couldn't help the very small and sad smile on his lips.
"The last time I hit someone in anger, I got engaged to Wolfram." There was a sudden female squeal. Yuuri turned around and saw his mother, who had obviously heard the last part of his sentence.
"Oh, my god, my Yuu-chan is engaged! I'm so happy for you!" She quickly crossed the room and hugged her son tightly.
"Mum..." Yuuri weakly complained.
"So who is he? When do we get to meet him? You have to tell me everything about him." She said excitedly, sitting down beside Yuuri. Yuuri was shocked for a moment. Not only was she totally accepting that his fiancé was a boy, she was also happy for him without even knowing who Wolfram was.
"Well, meeting him could be a bit complicated, since Wolfram isn't exactly from Japan." Jennifer put a finger against her chin.
"Wolfram? That's not a common name." The her eyes lit up and Yuuri thought he could actually see stars in them.
"Don't tell me he is a Mazoku prince from another world." Yuuri simply gaped at her after that.
"Oh, then he is! I didn't think you would become the Maou this young."
"Y-you knew!" Yuuri had known from Conrad that his father was a Mazoku, but he hadn't thought that he would have told his mother about it.
"Of course, Yuu-chan. Actually we would have told you about everything, when you would have been older. But don't change the topic now. So your fiancé, how is he. You've got to tell me everything."
"Well, Wolfram can be very posse- ehm protective. He really cares a lot for me. He always got envious, but that was partly my fault, I think. He's very determined and really beautiful. He's always there for me, so I never appreciated it before. I now know better..." Yuuri explained, trailing off wistfully, blushing slightly.
"You really love him." Yuuri looked pensive for a moment, smiling almost sadly.
"Yes, I love him with all my heart. I wish I had told him when I still had the chance."
"And you miss him..." Jennifer said quietly.
"So much, it hurts to be separated from him." Yuuri said, his voice cracking slightly. Murata had been silent all the time, glad that Yuuri was finally talking (even if it wasn't with him)
"Shibuya, it hadn't been a goodbye forever, you know."
"I know, but I should be by his side now. Instead I leave not only Wolfram, but everyone else behind to deal with the assa- with the situation."
No need to get my mother worked up over those assassins too.
"I know, but that way they can concentrate on the situation better, without having to worry." They fell silent for a moment. Jennifer broke the silence after a short time.
"Come you two. Dinner is finished then you two can tell me everything about that other world." She beamed and got up. Yuuri and Murata followed her to the kitchen. There Jennifer gave the two teens plates, knifes and forks to put onto the table.
Shori and Shouma joined them and Yuuri's mother told the two everything Yuuri had told her in his room. Yuuri blushed madly when she referred to Wolfram as the absolutely handsome prince who was so devoted to Yuuri and whom Yuuri loved so much. Yuuri expected his father and his brother to look at him in disgust, but both just grinned at him and congratulated him.
"So, who of you two proposed?" Yuuri's father asked with a grin that told Yuuri that his father somehow knew the custom how people proposed in that world.
"I did. Accidentally when I first met Wolfram." That made Yuuri's mother squeal again.
"You proposed so soon? Just like your father, so he waited until the fifth date. But proposing directly after meeting him? It had to be love at first sight."
"Let me guess, you didn't know that slapping someone on the left cheek means that you want to marry that person?" Yuuri's father asked still grinning. Yuuri shook his head, blushing a bit.
"No, I didn't, but... I'm glad that I did it at that time." he said smiling warmly. It was true. As annoying as Wolfram had been with always calling him a wimp and a cheater; or his jealousy in which he leashed out in anger; or when Wolfram almost always strangled him when he had mentioned another boy or girl's name. He treasured even these times with the Mazoku prince. Of course, he definitely loved the times in which Wolfram was gentle and caring like last night when he helped him healing himself. But it were both sides of Wolfram, the quick angered and the caring that made the other boy who he was and he would never want Wolfram to change for him.
Yuuri's family spend the rest of the evening asking about the other world while Yuuri answered them occasionally helped by Murata.
"There is one thing I wonder about." Jennifer said pensively when their conversation had lulled a bit.
"You talk about being in the other world for months now, but you've never been gone for that long. So how is that possible?" Yuuri glanced at Murata. He hadn't really thought about the why yet. He had just accepted that it was like this and never wondered about it.
"Time passes a lot faster in the other world than on Earth." Murata simply said without explaining it further. But Yuuri's mind was reeling at that. It had just been hours for Yuuri without Wolfram and already missed him so much. But how much time had already passed in the other world? Days? Weeks? Months?
If he would have to be without Wolfram for such a long time, he wouldn't know how to.
"When are we going back, Murata?" Yuuri asked quietly.
"It depends on how much time everyone needs to solve the situation. It could be that we get the green light in a few hours. But it could also take days or even weeks for us until they solve it."
"Which situation? You've mentioned it already several times." Jennifer asked concerned.
"It's... just a suspicion, nothing serious." Yuuri said, glancing at Murata. Murata reluctantly nodded. "There isn't much to talk about." Yuuri said with a fake smile, hoping that they wouldn't ask about it further.
Luckily they didn't. Some time later Murata went home, reminding Yuuri in a quiet moment that he needed to rest and regain his Maryoku. So Yuuri trotted to his room and let himself fall onto his bed, trying to get some sleep.
But just like two nights before he tossed and turned in his bed, unable to find some rest. Around midnight he gave up on trying to sleep and got out of his bed again. He silently crept through the house and went to the front door. Letting himself outside, he sat down onto the front steps and gazed up at the starry sky. He sat there a long time, his thoughts only concentrating on Wolfram. He drew his legs up to his chest and pressed his forehead against his knees.
I miss you... Wolfram...
to be continued...
I decided to make a cut here, or this chapter would probably have gotten worse than it already is --°
Review replies:
Kitty-Yasha: That pocky stuff worked for getting them to tell me about this maybe being the right moment for Jennifer to reveal that she knows about everything. A bit inspiration is better than none I guess. Thanks for your review
1223334: Sorry no Wolfram in this chapter Next chapter there won't be Yuuri, so we'll see what I can come up with.
Ally-Tsukasa: It took me almost 10 minutes to write the last sentence in Spanish ° Anyway since I'm tired and I want to get this posted before I go to bed, you'll sadly get this review answer just in English -.-° This chapter was finished sooner then I expected, but I'm not really content with it T.T Btw, English is my second language. My mother tongue is German. Then I learned English, then French and then Spanish (sadly I forgot the latter two after some time °)
Anime4ever: I don't intend to stop even if my plot bunnies are currently to lazy to give me inspiration. I hope that will change again in the future chapters.
yaoifanboy: I hope that was soon enough for you. Nothing much happened in this chapter, so sorry -.-° I'll try to make the next one better again.