So Lots a Bishie!
By:WhiteGloves
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Chapter Twelve: That was Dangerous!
The Great Demon Kingdom ship disembarked on the port of Big Cimaron without ceremony. All the soldiers left on the ship with the other Demon royalties stood waiting for commandment of the King and at the same time, keeping eye on their enemies.
On the other hand, the Demon royalties were having a very heated meeting on the deck.
"I told you I will come! I must come and I can't be stopped!" Wolfram was shouting with an angry glare to Conrad's direction.
Conrad did not give in to his younger brother and said more firmly,
"You have to stay here, Wolfram. There's too much esoteric stone in this land. You've been through enough. Too much exposure to it is not good for any demons. Stay here and look after Archinel."
"But Yuri needs me!" Wolfram injected, "I vowed to protect him! You can't keep me here!"
Conrad gave his brother a look. Murata sighed while Yuri kept his silence. The King looked from the angry Wolfram to the quiet Archinel sitting on one of the good chairs. True, Wolfram and Archinel had suffered enough from esoteric stone and he wouldn't want to endanger Wolfram's life more, but the thought of leaving him with Archinel seemed to confuse him as well.
"Wolfram," Conrad started again, "You must understand. I can protect his Highness. You know I can. Neither the King nor I is affected by esoteric stones unless I get wounded by one of their weapon which is unlikely to happen. You, on the other hand, possess great mazoku magic that just stepping on this land affects you too much. So it's better for you to stay here, you and Archinel."
"I don't hear Lord von Rochefort complaining about it, after all." Murata said with a glance on Archinel's direction.
"I don't see any reason to put myself in danger to these esoteric stones," Archinel answered truthfully, "I've had enough. I won't pretend my body is not weakened by it so rather, it's wise to stay put and wait. It's the best option I have if I want to live longer. And I don't want to be a burden, after all."
He gave Wolfram a pointed look as he said this. Wolfram glared at him with his teeth clenched, but didn't say anything. Archinel gave the blond boy a piercing look.
"Stay with me, Wolfram," he addressed the blue prince. "That is a request,"
Wolfram and Archinel shared a look. Yuri hated that connection but couldn't quite put himself to protest. Then, to everyone's surprise, Wolfram lowered his clenched fist and looked away in defeat.
"Fine," he breathed finally. "But if something happens to Yuri, Conrad, it's on you."
Conrad smiled at his brother and nodded quietly.
"Hai, hai."
"Problem solved," Murata said as he beckoned to Yuri but he noticed how the King looked worried over Wolfram's profile. "Or…so I thought…"
"We won't be long," Conrad said as he opened the door out of the room, "If things go right, we'll be back before sunset. Otherwise, we will still be back before sunset. You need not worry, Wolfram. As for you, Lord von Rochefort, Gisella is still in the ship to look after your condition. I suggest you cooperate with her. Gwendal and Günter have returned to Shin Makoku, but they shall be ready for any message from us. Rest assured, this shall be quick. Let's go, your Majesty, your Eminence."
He beckoned the two. Murata went out of the room first. Yuri was still looking after Wolfram who had his back on him.
"Don't worry, we'll return as soon as we can," the King said to him, before he followed Murata out of the room. Conrad gave Archinel a bow, then followed after, leaving the two Demons to themselves.
Archinel noticed how Wolfram's fist clenched tightly.
Inside the castle of Big Cimaron, however, spies have come in to fill the King.
"Your Majesty, reports from our resources says that the Demon King has arrived in the Kingdom but not as a captive!"
King Bellar, who was in a trance in his throne, opened his eyes and glared at the soldier in front of him.
"What?" heasked with a frown.
"The soldiers ordered to kidnap the Demon King have been completely obliterated by the Demon King himself. Even our ship loaded with esoteric weapons has been sank, and now the Demon King is headed for this castle, your Majesty!"
Bellar raised an eyebrow.
"So the Demon Kingdom is ready for war, after all?"
"No, your Majesty. According to the report, only one ship has arrived at the deck with few numbers of Demons and the King himself. It would appear that they are here to speak with your Excellency."
King Bellar quietly drank from his glass of wine, looking thoughtfully at the soldier.
"Those idiotic soldiers," he murmured, "To think I spent an amount of fortune to them… they're all useless. Now, the Demon King is headed for me once more, eh? He's such a naive. You, prepare the castle. The Demon King will seek for another peace treaty, how ridiculous. Nevertheless, he is coming to me as I had anticipated. I still get him in the end."
"Yes, your Majesty!" the soldier said and went out of the throne hall, leaving Bellar to himself. Like the usual, a shadowy figure appeared behind the King.
"Balzac," Bellar said as he looked sideways at his henchman, "What do you think?"
"I think it is wise to act once the King is here, your Majesty," answered the man with the name Balzac, his hazel eyes reflected by the few light streaming from the closed curtain of the throne hall, "But you should have sent me there to deal with the Demon King. If you had, you wouldn't have to go through this disappointment."
"Indeed," Bellar smirked as he drank quietly, "you will have your chance once the King arrives. But I tell you, he is with that half Demon Weller. The Demon King is just a pathetic brat, and without Weller on his side he wouldn't be expected to survive."
Balzac's eyes flashed.
"I'll deal with him."
Bellar smirked again.
"We'll see about that."
Just then, another soldier reported in.
"Your Majesty, we've received new reports!"
King Bellar sat straight looking interested.
Yuri and the rest walked rapidly around the town wearing thick clocks with hoods on to disguise themselves. Conrad had been alert ever since they stepped on Big Cimaron city with only him as the protector of the King and his Eminence, the Great Wise Man.
"Do you think this is a good idea?" Yuri asked as they slipped through a number of soldiers passing by and walked on path toward the castle, "I mean… yeah I did decide about this, but only the three of us…?"
"We're more than enough," Murata answered him, "We're the only ones not affected by esoteric stones after all… and you are the Demon King, you can just go all out and destroy his whole castle as retaliation."
"That's not right," Yuri frowned, "I don't plan on attacking him head on, I just want to…um…"
"Intimidate him?"
Yuri nodded as he followed Conrad on. The Great wise man smiled.
"We'll see about that."
They continued following Conrad's trail quietly. Yuri was cautious of his movements, but every now and then he would pause as if he remembered something, and then his eyebrows would crease. The Great Wise Man noticed this and could hardly stop himself for asking,
"You're worried about Lord von Bielefeld, are you?"
Yuri didn't even look at him.
"The way he submits himself to Archinel's request easily, that's not like him…"the King muttered after awhile, "We all know how a spoiled brat he can be, but recently he's been submitting to other people's requests; his uncle, Archinel's… I mean, what's with that? If he doesn't like something why won't he just say it? I wonder what's going on with him…"
"Well, you made him change after all," Murata explained, "You were the one who made Wolfram compassionate to other people's feelings."
Yuri glanced up at his friend.
"Well, at some point yeah, but it's different when its matters like this. He should just be selfish like before… he should be selfish otherwise he wouldn't get what he really wants."
"And what he really wants is you, is that what you mean?"
Yuri instantly blushed.
"Ah—well, that now…"
Murata smiled knowingly.
"You have really fallen for him, haven't you?"
Yuri didn't answer but merely looked at him.
"That aside," he whispered, "I just don't want him to get carried away with other's feelings."
Murata's glasses flashed.
"You still plan on going after him, after all?"
"Yeah…"
"You really don't know when to give up, do you? By doing so you'd be contradicting the Kingdom's rules about official duels and all that…"
The King bit his lower lip.
"We're here," Conrad's voice alerted the two as they found themselves in front of the castle gate. Yuri and Murata looked towards the dark castle. To their surprise, however, the double gates opened and they were greeted by a new face wearing a Big Cimaron uniform. His eyes were slits but his hazel eyes were apparent. Conrad narrowed his eyes as he looked at the new person.
"We've been expecting you." He said smoothly that sent chills on Yuri's skin.
Looking t each other, the three Demons walked ahead without hesitating.
Conrad and the new person eyed each other.
The walk toward the throne hall wasn't that long. Soldiers were around as they entered, raising their weapons in the Demon King's presence.
"Way of a welcome," Murata whispered as they walked on the aisle. Yuri's eyes were on King Bellar who was slumped back lazily on his throne with his hawk like fingers around his chin. He was watching the King as the Demon King was watching him.
"What an unexpected visit," he said with a smirk, "What brings you here, King Yuri?"
Yuri and the other two stopped walking half way to the throne and looked at Bellar.
"You've sent your soldiers to my Kingdom to kidnap me again, didn't you?" Yuri said straightforwardly a he gazed at the King. By this time, Bellar's new henchman was behind his throne again. "And what more, you used esoteric stones to get to my Kingdom and hurt my friends. Admit it!"
King Bellar put his hands together and gawked at the King.
"And so what if I did?"
This triggered Yuri's anger and his aura started to get stronger.
"Why?"
"It is simply to test our weapons, of course," King Bellar answered menacingly as he leaned forward to see Yuri more, "I've been at it for the longest period of time, and now that its almost ready, what better way to test it than to the King?"
"Do you know your soldiers harmed an innocent child in the process of abducting me?" Yuri hissed coldly that sent chills to some soldiers around. "Do you know how many of my friends were threatened by this scheme of yours? If you want a piece of me… come and get me yourself."
And Yuri's slit eyes pierced the Big Cimaron King who felt cold sweat run through his body. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand and commanded, "Release the weapons!"
Conrad and Murata were both alerted as door after door were opened in the throne hall were a number of soldiers came barging in carrying different kinds of weapons such as swords, spikes, spears, bows and arrows and daggers. They surrounded the Demons in a blink of an eye, raising the esoteric weapons above them.
"Good thing we didn't bring any pure Demons with us, huh?" Murata whispered to Conrad who pulled out his sword. "Or this would be too much for them."
"I concur," Conrad whispered as he eyed his enemies.
King Bellar gave an evil laugh as he stood and raised his arms in triumph.
"HAHAHAHA! What can you say now, King Yuri? Isn't this a great way to deal with you demons? If you all have powers then my Kingdom will defy you through this! I prepared a number of weaponry from daggers to swords, even cannon balls using esoteric substance that my Kingdom is full of! You cannot escape me! With the Demon King under my clutches I will be able to rule all the other countries before your eyes! HAHAHAHAHA!"
Murata was no longer smiling at this. Even Yuri didn't find it amusing.
"And you think I will allow such selfishness?" he said in cold blood, this time, his mazoku powers dominating the whole place. King Bellar stared as Yuri walked toward him with strange power circling him and his subordinates. Conrad and Murata followed the King as if not intimidated by what he had just revealed them.
"What…?" he muttered as he watched the Demons coming, "attack them!"
All at once, the soldiers attacked, sending arrows and spears at the Demons or jumping at them with the swords. A swift strong wind was lashed to them as Yuri gritted his teeth, sending all soldiers down in instant.
King Bellar's eyes widened.
"Balzac!" he shouted as Yuri approached the throne.
Balzac, the man with hazel eyes, raised his sword and attack Yuri but Conrad's sword clashed with him.
"Stop resisting, King Bellar," Murata said quietly as Yuri went pass the two soldiers clashing with their swords, "You know our Demon King is far stronger to be affected by such stones. Not only him, you can say we are immune to it, by the way. And the fact that King Yuri can use his powers outside our territory is just to your disadvantage… so really, pissing him off is not a good idea."
King Bellar fell backward to his throne and watched as the Demon King with the evil aura stopped in front of him.
"You…son of the Devil…" he hissed. Yuri merely glared at him angrily.
"I should not have forgiven you, but I will," he whispered, "This is the last chance I shall show you sympathy, Bellar. One more strike at any of my kin and I shall ungrudgingly send you to hell."
King Bellar's eyes met the King's slit once. To Yuri's surprise, Bellar managed a smile.
"Then if you are so compassionate about it, why not strike me now? After all, I have already sent my soldiers to your ship to finish your remaining comrades."
Conrad's attention was alerted as he heard the King said this, making Balzac use his chance to strike at him. Luckily, his years of experience didn't fail him as he sent Balzac's sword flying across the room.
"Wolfram… Archinel," he whispered as he turned to Yuri who was still in front of Bellar.
Yuri's eyes flashed as he heard this.
"You are really… trying me…" he hissed finally and that was when the whole castle crumbled.
"Your Majesty!" Conrad shouted in the midst of danger.
"AHHHHH!" the Demon King shouted in fierce anger and his tall shadow enveloped the whole castle, making people scream from downtown.
"Shibuya, calm down!" Murata shouted as he tried to get near his friend.
King Bellar was thrown off together with the number of his soldiers as they felt the Demon King's wrath.
And with one stroke, the castle fell apart.
Wolfram stared at Archinel with narrowed eyes.
"For the last time… will you put on your clothes!" he shouted as he threw a blanket to Archinel with his face very red, either with anger or embarrassment or both.
"Why should I? You've already seen me undress so many times," Archinel smirked as he placed the blanket neatly on the bed, "I suppose you are enjoying it?"
"JERK!" Wolfram shouted fiercely, "Like hell I'd look at your beaten body! It just makes you pathetic!"
Archinel shrugged his shoulders and put on a white polo which he refused to button. Wolfram saw the effects of such dress that he couldn't help but look away.
"What now?" Archinel grinned as he stood up looking so hot in his garment. Wolfram refused to look as he crossed his arms.
"Just because you're good looking doesn't mean you can show off too much of your skin," he said through gritted teeth. Archinel gave him a warm look and a smile.
"So you think I'm good looking?" he whispered and suddenly he was behind Wolfram.
Wolfram jumped away and put a distance between them.
"Don't dare come any closer!" he warned with a red and frantic face. Archinel blinked at him then put his hands on his hips, making his slender body exposed ten times to the pretty boy's eyes.
"Why?" he demanded with a frown, "I am your fiancé. We're supposed to be doing these things after all."
"No, we're not! Not unless we get married first!"
Archinel's eyes softened.
"But you will grant my wish right? That when we arrive back at Blood Pledge Castle, you are going to give everything to me?"
"I didn't say I will!" Wolfram injected, his face as red as tomato and beads of sweat running down his neck, "What the heck are you thinking?"
It happened in swift moment. Wolfram found himself pinned on the wall, not for the last time, by the noble boy. Archinel clutched Wolfram's wrists and pushed them firmly on the wall with such force not normal for a wounded person.
"Hey—!" Wolfram gasped as he found himself unable to move. "What are you doing…?"
"Give it up, Wolfram," Archinel said coldly, "I'll never let you be with the King."
Wolfram's eyes widened. Archinel's eyes were hidden under his dark violet hair.
"Instead of waiting for our return, why don't we use our time now?" the noble boy whispered as his lips touched Wolfram's neck.
"You jerk—stop it! Let me go!" Wolfram felt his heart would burst out of his chest as he felt Archinel's touches to his body. "Hey—where are you touching—stop it!"
"Calm down," Archinel whispered as he found Wolfram's lips and kissed it romantically. The blond boy found himself weak at this and despite the protest in his heart, he felt himself surrendering.
That was when they heard shouts and clashes of swords from above the deck. Archinel released Wolfram immediately and stared upward with a frown on his face.
"What the…" he whispered as more shouts of their soldiers were heard. "We're under attack… Wolfram, prepare yourself!"
He looked at Wolfram who was breathing heavily in front of him. There was an angry spark on his eyes as they looked at one another.
"You…" the blond boy whispered as he gulped. Archinel smiled at him and then turned to grab his sword, but before that, he gave Wolfram an approving look. "We'll get there eventually."
Wolfram felt his knees wobble as Archinel turned away. He could feel his heart beat thumping loudly in his chest. Dangerous, he thought, that was so dangerous…
What would he do once Archinel tried him again? Clearly, it was impossible to resist him…
"I'm in big trouble…" he whispered to himself.
Just then, the door of their room burst open and in came a soldier with Gisella on his clutches.
"Gisella!" Wolfram shouted as new found heart gripping moment caught his heart. An esoteric sword was pointed at the healer, and though she was strong, there was nothing she could do against a weapon crafted to make them weak.
Archinel whipped around and raised his sword to defend themselves. Wolfram joined him with his own sword raised. The soldier merely smiled at them and threateningly raised the sword to Gisella's neck.
"You might want to give it up, gentlemen." He smirked.
Archinel and Wolfram stared as Gisella's face expressed agony. There was only one thing to do.
With loud clangs, two swords were thrown down the floor in defeat.
Somewhere in the middle of the trees, Yuri, Murata and Conrad's horses were running at top speed with the King heading the group. He looked determinedly ahead as he clutched on the rein of his horse.
Wolfram! He thought desperately, I'm coming!
-ToBeContinued-
D'you know how nervous I become every time those two bishounen's are together?
Really, really nervous!
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