Title: Distortion
Author: hottee39
Rating: Pg-13 +
Summary:AU. Shibuya Yuuri, a human, a vampire, meets Wolfram Von Bielefeld, transfer student, coma escapee. Don't be mistaken. They were not friends in the least. Schoolmates? Yes. Classmates? Yes. Project partners? Yes. Friends? God forbid.
Chapter Summary: Is Shinou the uke? Are Wolfram and Yuuri flirting? Only one way to find out!
Chapter 11
"Sit here."
"Um." Wolfram hummed in response as Yuuri pushed him onto the sofa by his shoulders. The blonde took his chance to look around while Yuuri went to get the first-aid box. He realized the room was relatively silent with the exception of Yuuri busying about the room. The décor looked expensive and there even was a huge window that overlooked everything in the club. He heard the sound of a cupboard opening and closing. He turned his attention to Yuuri when the sofa dipped slightly at the latter's weight. Wolfram was seated on the red velvet couch, legs slightly apart while Yuuri sat to his right, setting the first-aid bow on the floor.
"Give me your hand."
Without any arguments, Wolfram offered his injured hand to Yuuri. Yuuri held his hand gently as he applied some medicine from the first-aid box he retrieved from one of the cabinets in the room. They continued in silence as Yuuri wrapped layers of bandage around his hand. The injury was not that serious but his knuckles were bruised and bleeding. Thus Yuuri felt the need to bandage it up. Wolfram stayed silent as Yuuri focused on his task intently. Idly, he wondered that Yuuri was very skilled at injuries.
"It was stupid you know." That broke the blonde out of his thoughts. When the words finally processed through his brain, he frowned at the disapproving tone.
"What was?" Contradictory to his words, he actually knew what the black-haired teen was referring to. In all honesty, he felt that punching the daylights out of the punk that touched him was very deserving. I mean the guy just tried to sexual harass me and outrage my modesty. I had to look out for myself after all. And what's this? Yuuri comes to lecture me that it was stupid of me to do so? Well he wasn't the one getting groped now, was he?
"Punching that guy." Yuuri sighed as he finished up and handed the hand back to its owner. Wolfram received his right hand back, mildly checking the quality of Yuuri's bandaging skill as he glared at the black-haired teen through the corner of his eye. Yuuri noticed the look but did not say anything. Instead he proceeded to return the box back into the cabinets. Seriously, he was exasperated with all that had happen. I can't wait to return home and sleep this whole incident through.
"He groped me." Yuuri slotted the box back onto the shelves. He stood up, stretching his limbs at the same time. He poured a drink from a pitcher on the table. He took a sip from it, noting that it lacked alcohol and any added substances. He poured another cup and tested the drink as well. Satisfied, he grabbed the two glasses of water as he walked towards Wolfram, offering him a drink. He flopped back onto the seat when the blonde accepted the drink which he tentatively sipped at first before downing it all down.
"Couldn't you have knee him?" Wolfram rolled his eyes at the remark. Honestly, was Yuuri that dense?
"Well when he groped my ass, my brain was so in its right mind that I was wondering how to teach him a lesson and after scanning through several options I decided that punching him would be the best go after all." Wolfram offhandedly answered him, drinking again but this time his eyes were focus on the large window that overlooked everything.
"Wolfram." There he went again with that warning tone. The blonde really could not help the sarcastic reply when the wimp had asked such a stupid question. It was really frustrating that Yuuri was making him seem like a child and reprimanding him like how a parent would. God knows how many of those people I have suffered already. His family flashed through his mind.
"What? It was reflexes." He placed the empty glass onto the glass table in front of him. Crossing his arms, he glared at Yuuri. "It was not like I could control what I did. I was angry. And you got to admit what the guy did was wrong." Black eyes watched the blonde rant as he contemplated his next response. He shook his glass slightly, watching the liquid swirl around the brim of the glass.
"Yeah. The guy was in the wrong but you did not need to make a scene of it. Your cover would have been blown." Oh. Wolfram blushed at the realization that his impulsiveness might really have blown their cover. Suddenly he felt very bad for judging Yuuri and being annoyed at him. Yuuri was only looking out for him after all. Not like I am going to admit it.
"Humph!" Wolfram stuck his nose in the air and look aside. It might have appeared cocky to Yuuri, except he noticed the blush on the blonde's fair cheeks. Yuuri smiled knowingly before resting both his elbows on his knees, his hands swinging between his thighs. The room was engulfed in silence once again, though it was a comfortable sort. It was during this time that Yuuri peered out of the corner of his eye to observe Wolfram. He had been wondering why all the guys have been eying Wolfram. Other than guys who knew who he was or those that just wanted to find trouble with him, he notice human males staring lustily at Wolfram.
His onyx eyes trailed up the long legs that were too slender to be a boy's. He had some leg muscles but not so defined so it did not stand out so much that he was a guy. Moving forward, he traced the outlined of the shirt, finding that the shirt fit him in all the curves and planes. His back had a nice arch almost like a curvy S. His arms long with dainty and thin fingers. Yuuri momentarily remembered how gentle his skin felt and how delicate his hand was in his even though the both of them had the same size in terms of hands. Hmm. It could be due to his fair skin. But then Wolfram IS a boy. It was then that he realized the two bumps that were not supposed to be there, mounted onto his chest.
"Hey Wolfram." The blonde cast a glance at him, totally oblivious to Yuuri's scrutinise.
"What is it Yuuri?" Yuuri choked on his words with the way that Wolfram was blinking his emeralds so innocently at him. However Yuuri did a good job of covering it up with a cough. The question he was going to ask somewhat seemed inappropriate.
"Are those real?"
"What?" Yuuri coughed again, pointing towards his chest area while looking elsewhere. Wolfram took a good look at himself. What was on his chest? Oh these. Wait. He cast a glance at the other, a grin growing wide on his lips. So Yuuri has an interest in boobs eh? "Well, why don't you see for yourself?" Yuuri's head turned so fast at the statement that Wolfram had a hard time restraining his laughter and acting nonchalant about it. His fingers reached for the top of the buttons.
"Wait Wolfram!" Yuuri only wanted to seize his wrists, pushing Wolfram onto the sofa due to his rushed momentum. Yuuri's face was flushed red, his heart beating wildly. Emeralds stared back innocently, though Wolfram was snickering in the back of his mind. "What are you doing?" For heaven's sake, Wolfram was about to undress right in front of his eyes! But why was he acting all flustered right now?
"I'm merely letting you have a look." Both pairs of eyes averted towards Wolfram's chest, where, to Yuuri's dismay, two of the buttons were already opened and should another one be unbutton, he would get to see it. Somehow, seeing the German's fair milky skin contrasting with the black top was making him excited. Was Wolfram really that feminine to the point even his own teenage hormones were fooled? Ah crap, I'm getting ideas in my head!
"Why the hells would you need to do that?" Yuuri was clearly panicking now, resulting in Wolfram pondering about latter's reaction. If only Yuuri could see how huge his eyes really are! It's like they're going to burst from their sockets.
"Why are you so flustered about?" Wolfram frowned at him. "Did you forget that we're both guys?" he accused, green irises suddenly promising pain if that were the case. Just because he was dressed as a girl tonight did not mean that he was a girl and he would be damned if Yuuri forgot that little fact. Little? My foot, little! Gender issues are big! And if he so admits that he thought I was a girl for even a moment, God help me I would kill him!
"Are we interrupting?" Both their heads swerved towards the two figures standing at the doorway.
"Murata!" The blonde sovereign smiled back while Murata waved jovially.
"Having fun?"
"Huh? What you mean Mu-"
"Get off me you wimp!" With that, Wolfram kneed Yuuri in the abdomen, eliciting a cry of pain before he rolled off the sofa and laid spread out on the carpeted floor. Wolfram sat up in one smooth motion, directing his legs away from Yuuri's head as he buttoned up his shirt and brushed back his hair. His face remained passive as if nothing had happened. Yuuri, on the other, hand, was rubbing his lower stomach and forehead as he settled for sitting on the ground with his legs crossed.
"That hurt."
"You deserved it."
"No I didn't."
"Yeah right you didn't."
"Snotty brat."
"Spineless wimp."
"I hate you."
"I hate you too."
"I really hate you."
"The feeling's mutual so shut it." Watching from the sidelines, both the Shinou and Murata were chuckling to themselves. It was not everyday that they got to see Yuuri usurp, well, not for Shinou anyway.
Quite an amusing pair.
Told you didn't I?
Beautiful blonde too.
Shinou. If your eyes start wandering, you're sleeping on the couch.
Oh? You're going to make the almighty me sleep on the couch?
If that doesn't work, the no sex for three months works better.
What! You won't be able to last without me!
Correction! YOU won't be able to last without me. You're the sex addict here. Not me
Do you really think I need sex more than you?
Yes. Besides, it's no problem for you since you could just get anyone to satisfy yourself.
I need you! Not just someone!
Uh-huh
I thought we've been through that argument.
Whatever. I don't want to even hear it.
"You guys fighting again?" Suddenly, both of them were pulled away from their thoughts, turning their attention to Yuuri. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his head supported by one elbow on one of his thighs. He was beaming knowingly at them, surprising them both. Usually, Yuuri would give them the usual bored expression, unimpressed by their squabbles or love interactions.
"Hey what? What you mean fighting again? They weren't even speaking!" Wolfram neared his face towards Yuuri, who was unaffected by their closeness. He only peered at the blonde through the corner of his eyes, grin still in place.
"Say I'm not a wimp." That threw Wolfram in for a loop.
"What's that got anything to do-"
"If you won't say it, I won't tell you." Yuuri interrupted, sealing his lips, pretending to look elsewhere. Secretly, he was planning payback on Wolfram for his earlier stunt and he be damned if he give in so easily. He could hardly contain the grin that threatened to spill. It was very tempting to just burst out laughing at the blonde's predicament. Wolfram, in contrast, was seething with rage within. He was torn between giving in and holding onto his pride. He had this bad habit of being curious about a lot of things. Although he had matured and grown quite nicely, this childish trait of his failed to diminish.
"I'll punch you." Maybe he could try threatening Yuuri. That way he could hold on to his pride and still get what he wanted. Throw two birds with one stone.
"Go ahead. See if I tell you if you do." Crap. Yuuri's REALLY pushing it isn't he? Just look at the smirk on his face and that glint in those eyes. He's mocking me! Emeralds glared at Yuuri, hoping his threatening gaze would get the teen to let up. Ooo, if only other people weren't here- Wait a minute. "Murata, can you tell me?" Yuuri fell.
"Hey! That's cheating!" What the hell with this guy suddenly asking Murata?
"What's there to cheat when no rules have been played out?" Wolfram shrugged, his expression was too smug to even appear nonchalant. Hah! That ought to teach him to play around with me! Bet he can't answer this one! Yuuri clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in aggravation. He just could not believe that he was outsmarted. AGAIN.
"Don't you start talking cheeky to me you-you-you Wolf-Devil!" A whispered followed the comment. Wolfram glanced up to see Shinou leaning against an armrest, observing the exchange amusingly. Sitting right beside them was his bespectacled friend, although the boy had already taken off his glasses since the night started. The blonde vampire noble chuckled slightly.
"Is that really the best you got Yuuri?" Yuuri turned to glare at Shinou's input. Wolfram started to chuckle. So much for brains anyway.
"Shut up Shinou!" Wolfram stopped laughing at point blank. Shinou? Shinou as in the vampire king?
"But he really does have a point Yuuri. You just put a pun on his name and labelled him the devils incarnate." Yuuri blushed when Murata worded out his slipup. It was really embarrassing when he mentioned it like that. You would think he would be much nicer considering they were best friends after all. "And that's an insult to me."
"Why's that?" Yuuri replied, not really wanting to know the answer.
"I am dating the Devil after all." What!
"Hey!" Yuuri cracked up a laugh at the king's sulky face. Eventually Murata also burst out laughing in which Shinou as followed. Wolfram had all the while remained silent. When Shinou had spoken again he was reminded of other presences that were known as royals within Yuuri's circle of existence. In the midst of bickering with Yuuri, he had overlooked his impression in front of this new person. Murata's dating the king? What the hell is going on around here? Does that mean that Murata's not human? But Shinou's a couple years old isn't he? And Murata looks really young and well… he goes to school with us! And this Shinou! How on Earth is it possible for such a-a-a playful person to even be a ruler? Of vampires no less!
"Wolfram?" That snapped him out of his thoughts but he was now staring into worried black eyes. He glanced up and noticed the other two occupants giving him curious looks. He was as embarrassed as it was, his powdered cheeks blushing red, silently thanking the shady lights. Too bad he forgot that they could see very well without lights. "Are you alright?" Not knowing what to say, or what to act, he averted his gaze away, unable to take any more scrutiny.
"Yea…" A moment passed by until Murata stood up, capturing both Wolfram's and Yuuri's focus. He beamed at the teen, before motion his hands to leave.
"Let's go Yuuri. We got to go prepare." Yuuri nodded, getting up from the floor and dusted his outfit. Murata had already proceeded before him. He was about to leave when he felt a tug on his shirt. Baffled, he turned back to see emerald orbs gazing back at him. They seemed worried, lost and- a hint of fright. Yuuri smiled.
"Wait here. I'll be right back. You'll be safe here." Wolfram reddened at the words. He frowned, crossing his arms and tossed his head to the side, uncomfortable that Yuuri understood him.
"I knew that wimp."
"I'm not a wimp!" Yuuri scowled but then it dissolved into a smile. "Be right back." Emeralds slowly peeked through the corner of his eyes as Yuuri jogged away. He did not know why but when Yuuri disappeared through the door, loneliness crept back into his blood. Ocean eyes watched silently in the shadows, contemplating his next move. He had earlier requested Murata to allow him to speak with the blonde alone but with Yuuri's overprotective streak it was kind of hard not to make him too suspicious. Luckily his lover solved the problem.
"Bielefeld-san." Wolfram stared at Shinou with alarm.
"EH?" How did he know my name?
"I know a lot more things about you than just your name." Crap did I say that out loud? Wolfram cursed inwardly. "My name is Shinou and if you don't happen to know already, I'm Yuuri's predecessor A.K.A. King of the Vamps." He announced smiling cockily as he placed a hand over his chest. That guy stole my move. He abruptly got up and walked over to one of the cabinet to get a drink.
"Why?" The sound of liquid filling the glass echoed around the room. The silence was unsettling enough. Not to mention that Yuuri was gone. He was not the least bit comfortable.
"Hmm?" Shinou pretended to be absent minded in his answer. He grabbed his glass. He offered a drink to Wolfram who flatly refused. Inwardly he admired Wolfram's trust in Yuuri's words to not receive a drink from anyone besides him. He placed the drink on the table before sauntering over to the window to have a glimpse on the situation outside.
"Why do you know about me?" Wolfram rephrased his question. He seriously hated when people then to avoid his questions. All was silent as Shinou shake the glass in his hands, the ice clucking around. He was contemplating his answer. The reason why Wolfram was investigated was because he was another one to discover their kind and it would be dangerous not to investigate such a thing. However it was also not Wolfram's right to know of such things. He would even panic and turn cautious. The situation would turn unsettling. He raised his eyes towards the window, staring at the blonde through the reflection on the window. After a moment of silence, his deep voice replied.
"Because you're close to Yuuri." Blonde eyebrows rose at that. Close?
"I'm not really that close to Yuuri." Shinou chuckled at the comment. A stubborn streak. Just like Yuuri.
"But you know what he really is right?" This caught the blonde off guard. His lips parted but nothing escaped his lips for a few moments. It was then that he realized that only he knew Yuuri's forbidden secret and that classified him as close. Does this mean that Yuuri trusts me?
"Y-Yea…" He idly answered in a hush voice. It still was unsettling now that he thought about it. Why me of all people?
"And that's close enough." That snapped him out of his thoughts as he raised his head towards Shinou's direction. Shinou faced him as he proceeded to take a seat besides the blonde on the couch. His expression was serious yet kind and gentle at the same time. It puzzled Wolfram why he would suddenly display such emotion.
"You have something of great importance to you." Wolfram's eyebrows rose in bafflement.
"Importance?"
"The pendent. That represents the first letter of your name." Emeralds widened with realization as hope pumped through his blood. He knows! Oh god!
"You know something about it?" Wolfram leaned forward in anticipation. "Do you know who made it? Do you know why I have it or how I received it? Do you know even who gave it to me?" Shinou chuckled. Murata was right. He really is amusing.
I heard that.
Sorry love.
"Slow down Bielefeld-san." Ocean eyes sparkled momentarily in interest before setting his expression in a comforting one, a slow smile spreading onto his lips as he answered the young one. "I don't really know much about the pendent."
"Oh." Wolfram's hopes crashed in an instant. Though he tried to hide it, his meek answer just gave him away. Shinou waited some time before he inquired again. He needed to be certain.
"Would it be alright if I took a glance at it?" Wolfram paused at the tentative question. He dug through his pocket of his extremely tight shorts before hesitantly revealing the precise silver to the man. He noticed those ocean eyes fade just a shade darker, a whisper of a smile playing upon his lips. It was as if realization had dawned upon him. Maybe he does know something.
"Do you know anything about it?" Wolfram continued to prod gently. The vision of the vampire king right now was equivalent to a reminiscing man. It was like he was caught up in a wishful spell that seemed so painful and secret to even witness that he had to divert his eyes away.
"No not really." Although the king had replied, it appeared as if he was not all there. It was as if his mind was somewhere else and his voice was only an echo of his thoughts. "But it does bring back some…memories. I know someone who made these." Wolfram perked up again. If he were a dog, you could visibly see his ears rise up.
"Who is it?"
"An incredible woman." Silence. Wolfram took this chance to arrange his words. Shinou stood up, walking towards the window as his fingers caressed the pendent in an intriguing manner.
"Is she around? Can I ask her some things?" Shinou bit the inside of his cheek as dread ate precariously at him.
"She's in heaven."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"No, it's alright." Shinou sighed, forlorn eyes staring out at the mass of teens, drinking, dancing and enjoying the night away. "She's just a… a very, very dear friend of mine," Shinou paused momentarily as he sought out the right words to explain his emotions. "She's going through so much suffering."
"Going? Don't you mean gone?" Shinou just chuckled.
"I'll do anything to help her." Wolfram's eyebrows creased together in confusion. Why is Shinou speaking in present tense? He said she's dead and yet…Maybe he hasn't let go yet. At the thought, Wolfram saddened considerably. The way Shinou spoke was almost like he felt regret and guilt eating at him inside out. Did something bad happen? He observed the older man sigh before making his way towards Wolfram. He sat down beside him, returning the precious jewel to its owner. Wolfram stared at it thoughtfully, pondering about his next choice of actions as he traced the trinket sitting so innocently in his hand as the light glimmered off his surface. "Let's speak of lighter things. What do you think about Yuuri?"
"W-W-What?" Shinou cocked his head to the side in mocking puzzlement; his ocean eyes shining brightly even in the dim light. The coloured lights from the dance floor shone through, highlighting the man's features. High bridged nose, high cheekbones, firm jaw with a well-defined chin, thin lips and fairly smooth skin. This guy had amazing facial features that any girl would just die for. Even his golden crown on his head framed his features almost too perfectly. He barely looked a year over thirty. But with a single glance into his eyes, you would see all the wisdom of the many years he had lived. The exhaustion, pain, weariness, experience all reflected in those endless blues.
"I asked you, "What do you think about Yuuri?"."
"Y-Yes I know that! But why WOULD you ask me that?"
"Because your relationship interests me." He answered haughtily, as if it was as obvious at that. Not to mention he was smirking with an eyebrow raised, a sign that he found Wolfram's question absurd. Wolfram was burning red. He never liked cocky people even though he act like one sometimes. The worse thing was that he felt like the other could read his mind. Speaking of which…
"Can vampires read minds?" Shinou smiled, looking away. Trying to change the topic I see. Fine I'll play along.
"In a way yes." Wolfram glared annoyingly at him when Shinou dawdled into a soundless smirk. So what if he's the king of vamps? He could be the king of the world and I'll still find him irritating. Stupid cocky dumbass. Wolfram crossed his arms, frowning at the latter. He was not known to be a patient man after all. "And in a way no."
"What the hell was that suppose to mean?" Shinou peered at the blonde from the corner of his eyes. His short wavy hair teased the frame of his face. The blusher highlighted his cheeks as perfectly as the eyeliner that had accented the blazing green fire of his eyes. Cute nose, soft chin, fair skin and plum lips all attributed to his feminine looks. The way that he had crossed his arms in defence, pouting disapprovingly at him reminder him so much of his own lover.
"Vampires can read minds." He watched surprise flitter over those emeralds before they turn defensive. Placing and elbow on his knee as he cup his own face, Shinou leaned nearer to the blonde. He was pleased when Wolfram retreated back slightly in reaction. Shinou inwardly chuckled. "Don't be afraid. Vampires can only read certain minds, usually their eternal mate, or what you humans would call soulmates."
Wolfram blinked at the information. Soulmates. Reading minds? Man this is so much to take all in one night! Wolfram averted his focus elsewhere as Shinou leaned back into the seat, retrieving his drink. Shinou felt content for now with Wolfram mulling over his own thoughts. Soulmates meaning their destined love one right? So if Shinou and Murata could read each other minds then that means… Emerald orbs lit up in realization before the centred back on Shinou who was casually sipping on his drink.
"Murata's the seme right?" Shinou choked on his drink, coughing ungraciously as his lips contorted.
"HAHAHA! OH MY GOD THIS IS TOO GOOD!" Wolfram swirled his head towards the source of the voice. There, at the door, were Murata and Yuuri laughing their asses off. Their backs were hunched as they clutched their stomachs, slapping their thighs in the midst of their intensive laughter. Wolfram cocked his head to the side in confusion. What's so funny about what I said? Yuuri approached him which much effort as he could barely stop laughing. Yuuri slapped Wolfram on the back. "No one had ever managed to get to his almighty like that!" Yuuri gasped for breath before continuing. "Nice work Wolfram!" Yuuri slapped Wolfram's back again in congratulations before he sat beside the blonde, slipping an arm around Wolfram's shoulders. Wolfram observed the smile that erupted onto the double black's face, hearing the rich laughter that was both deep and high pitch at the same time. Yuuri has such a boyish grin.
"I'm glad you find this amusing." Shinou was pouting. Shinou is actually pouting! Murata took his place in Shinou's lap, entwining his arms around his lover neck. Reluctantly, the blonde's arms automatically found their comfort, wounding themselves around Murata's waist, pulling him close so he would not fall. His laughter had subsided to mere amused chuckles. His legs dangled over Shinou's right leg while he leaned back into Shinou's firm hold, staring bemusedly into his other half. Shinou was tried his best to glare but it was hard to do with his lover grinning so adorably and attractively at him, not to mention both Yuuri and Wolfram were smiling sheepishly at him. The embarrassment! Eventually he gave up with a sigh earning a kiss on the lips.
"I love you." It was soft yet firm, simple and short phrase, yet it held so much meaning. It filled the sovereign with renewed zeal; bringing back the trademark smirk thus the hand on the waist had started travelling all the way to his backside. During this whole interaction, Yuuri had quietened down, joining Wolfram in observing the pair. He took a glance at the blonde in his arms. It can't be!
"Wolfram." Wolfram shifted slightly in response, meeting Yuuri's onyx orbs.
"What?" Yuuri grinned devilishly.
"You're smiling." It was at that moment that the smile disappeared and dread paled his features. Yuuri bit the inside of his cheek to restrain the urge to just laugh out loud. Wolfram never liked to show his soft side, he always hid his smile from us, well Elizabeth is not included but that's not the point. A set of dainty fingers slowly raise up to hover over those pink lips in disbelief before his entire façade changed into a scowl, crossing his arms and turning away.
"No I wasn't." Ah. In denial as ever, but it's so obvious he's embarrassed.
"Yes you were." Yuuri countered, eyeing the reddening cheeks.
"No I wasn't!"
"Yes you were~!" Ok now, it's getting annoying! Why does Yuuri have to do that stupid sing-song voice! Wolfram turned to glare at the latter.
"You seem pretty happy about it." Wolfram could not help being annoyed with Yuuri. It was so degrading, so mocking. ARGH! It infuriates me!
"And you seem pretty upset about it." Wolfram pouted, trying his best to glare at the black-haired teenager whose face was so close to his. He was failing drastically since the makeup accented his features perfectly and made him appeared like a cute sulking girl. Wolfram would kill me if he knows I even consider him suitable to be a girl.
"It's none of your business!" Even when he snarls, it was like a sexy cat baring her fangs. Woah my thought are going out of control! Where is my mind headed?
"Well as of right now, it is so!" Wolfram raised an elegant eyebrow. Is Yuuri some kind of idiot?
"And why is that?" He better not give me a screwed up answer.
"Cause you're my girlfriend as of this moment like you promised!" Oh crap. My mind is to not catching up to my mouth is it?
"Yuuri! That's not fair you cheater!" He sounds so much like a spoiled child right now! Gyah! He's pouting again!
"What's there to cheat when no rules have been played out?" Yup. My mouth is officially its own individual. Though it is kind of funny to see Wolfram blush like that. He looks so much like a tomato!
"Don't turn my words back on me!" He raised his clenched fist in front of Yuuri's face, in a form to intimidate him. Usually I would be frightened to receive another lump on the head and counting but I suddenly have this absurd burst of confidence right now. And watching Wolfram splutter for excuses is just too good to pass up!
"Well if you two lover birds are done, we are needed elsewhere." And then Shinou's sharp voice ended their banter.
AN: I would like to thank Mitsu-chan for drawing a picture of Yuuram especially for me! It boosted my spirits to continue writing again when I was stuck at this chapter. There's actually more to it but I decided to leave as a little teaser. Sorry about it but it seems I have to write out the next part in another chapter. I'm sorry if I updated quite late, my school year has started and that means I have less time for Distortion. Anyway I uploaded a new video for Wolfram under my youtube username darkstrawberryred. You can take a look if you want. My other older videos will be uploaded soon so not to worry.
And in case none of you could understand due to my vagueness. Shinou and Murata can actually communicate through their minds. I'm sorry if there are mistakes. I haven't had the time to beta it yet. So I'm sorry! Really sorry!
As per usual! Love some reviews! =) Thanks minna!
