Anime/manga: Kyou Kara Maou

Genre: Humor/ Romance/ General

Disclaimer: All characters in this fan fiction are based on the anime/manga that belongs to Tomo Takabayashi and Temari Matsumoto and Studio Deen. If they were mine, I would probably… Let's just say you wouldn't see Yuuri and Wolfram playing cat-and-mouse, okay?

Summary: Murata is in love! What a thrill! Now the castle will have something new to talk about. But oh no, it seems he had fallen for the wrong person, because that person is the King's fiancée! Now what should he do…?

Warning: Shounen-ai, languages, possible OOC.

Beta-reader: melodyz07

Chapter 21

The school bell signaling the end of the day finally rang. Yuuri yawned and lazily put his books in his bag. The last subject for the day was history, for which had not interest him at all. It was enough he had to study the history of Shin Makoku with the most dramatic and boring teacher in both world, though he had to admit that Gunter is actually a better teacher than his school's history teacher.

Yuuri looked up to the clock and noticed that he was already late. Wolfram must have been waiting for him at home.

"Yuuri-kun,"

Yuuri turned his head and his black eyes met with dark hazel orbs directed at him. It was one of his classmates, Momoko. Momoko have shiny black hair tied back with a white ribbon and the darkest hazel eyes he had ever seen. She was quite pretty and cute and since she was sitting next to him in the class, his relationship with her was better than with his other classmates.

"Tamazaki," Yuuri said with a smile. "Is there anything you want?"

Momoko smiled at him. "Are you busy?"

Yuuri stared at her. His relationship with his classmates was not that good, because he seldom hangs out with them due to his limited time schedule between Shin Makoku and Earth. But he can't say he never spoke to anyone of them either.

"Do you want me to help you with anything?"

Momoko twirled a strand of his black hair with her little finger. "The teacher asked me to help her with something in the lab… maybe you can help me?" She smiled shyly. "We can walk home together after that."

Yuuri blinked. "Oh, okay then," He and Momoko had walked home together a few times before he realized his feelings for Wolfram. Honestly, he has never been interested in Momoko, but sometimes it was nice to be with a girl. Their way of talking and walking were different from boys. Yuuri realized he had to slow down each time he walked with Momoko because she had slightly smaller steps than him. Girls laugh when you tell boring jokes too.

Girls were very different from boys.

Yuuri put his last book inside the bag. He was about to say something when his finger suddenly got struck by a pointy object in his bag.

"Ouch," Yuuri quickly pulled out his finger and sucked on it. There's nothing serious, just a small scratch.

"What's wrong, Yuuri?"

"Oh, nothing," Yuuri waved his hand defensively and smiled. "There's something sharp in my bag is all…" he peered into his bag. He noticed something shiny stretched out from the books he tossed into the bag. Yuuri quirked his eyebrows and carefully pulled the shiny material out from its hidden place.

There, on Yuuri's palm, was a golden brooch with stretched wings and a few emeralds to match the color.

Yuuri's eyes grew widened.

"Is something wrong, Yuuri-kun?" Momoko glanced at the object inside Yuuri's palm. "Wow, a golden brooch. How beautiful!"

"… Yeah, it is," Yuuri solemnly pushed the brooch inside his pocket, squeezing it gently. "I'm sorry, actually I have to go home early today. Can you ask for someone else to help you out?"

"Oh," Momoko's face turned down. "Sure, it's okay then, next time."

Yuuri just nodded and without any other words, he took his bag pack and ran out of the classroom, passing by a few of his wondering teammates.

There won't be a next time, Momoko Tamazaki. Yuuri pulled out the brooch and put a light kiss on it.

Because I have a fiancé.

Shouri panted as his black eyes scanned the area around him. This was the only road that connecting the house to Yuuri's school. Yet, he still couldn't find the blonde-haired boy and that friend of his little brother.

He cursed himself. He was responsible of Wolfram while Yuuri was at school. Why did he ever left Wolfram's side!? So this is why Yuuri looked like he was losing something important. Shouri was confused at first but he was not a fool. He knows Yuuri was worried that his friend would steal his fiancé away from him. Shouri should have known better.

He looked at his wristwatch. Five more minutes and Yuuri's school bell will ring. And now he has lost his little brother's fiancé. Oh great, just great.

Shouri ran to Yuuri's school and suddenly spotted a mop of blonde hair and a bespectacled boy. They were standing quite far from the school, leaning on a wall. Shouri quickened his pace and grabbed the blonde's shoulders. Wolfram turned to him with a startle.

"Shouri…" He heaved a sigh of relief when he realized it was just Shouri.

"Where the hell did you run off to!?"

Wolfram jumped. He had never expected Shouri to shout at him like this. Wolfram narrowed his eyes.

"What are you talking about? I am here to get Yuuri…"

"Of course I know you're here to get Yuuri!" Shouri shook his head and sighed heavily. His heart was thumping loudly in his ears.

"What's gotten into you, Shouri? You never act like this before…"

"What do you expect my reaction to be when you suddenly leave home!?" Shouri was literally screaming. "You barely know the roads around here and you don't know anyone in here except us! What if something bad happened to you?"

Wolfram realized Shouri was actually worried about him. "I'm okay, Shouri." He smiled. "See? I'm still in one piece."

Shouri huffed and glared hard at Murata who just snickered softly at his ranting. Then he turned back to Wolfram and noticed a slight bruise at the side of Wolfram's lips.

Shouri's stares didn't go unnoticed by Wolfram.

"What is wrong now, Shouri?" Wolfram crossed his arms in annoyance. Shouri didn't blink at all.

Shouri, unconsciously raised his finger to his mouth, indicating the corner of it. Wolfram raised his eyebrows and raised his finger to his own mouth too. He felt a sting and realized the corner of his lips was actually swollen. His face immediately flushed deep red and he turned away from Shouri.

"Wolfram, you…"

The blonde looked away from him. Wolfram avoided making any eye contact with Shouri. He was afraid, terrified that Shouri would realized what was actually going on between him and Murata.

"I fell down…" Wolfram tried to pull it off but Shouri wouldn't take any of it.

"Don't lie," Shouri hissed and clenched his fist. He had some good ideas on how Wolfram's lips got swollen but he didn't like any of them. With his anger risen, he inched closer to Wolfram who was already pale as a sheet.

Immediately, sensing the dangerous atmosphere, Murata stepped forward to protect his beloved.

"You don't want to make a ruckus in here, ne Shibuya no Oniisan?" Murata smirked slyly, even though it was clear that he was warning Shouri to not step any closer.

"I don't intend to hurt Wolfram, if that's what you think," Shouri took a hold of Murata's collar and gripped it tightly. Wolfram's eyes widened but Murata's face was still composed. His feature never changing.

"I know you will step forward. You and Yuuri aren't so different in a way." Shouri stared hard into Murata's eyes. "Always protecting your love ones…" He whispered faintly and tightened his hold on Murata.

"What did you do to Wolfram!?"

Some people who were walking down the street stared at them but avoided the scene. The aura between the two bespectacled men was enough to sends shivers down to their spine; their maryoku were unstable and were spreading around freely due to their anger. Their strong powers combined could knock down any person in a second; it was amazing how Wolfram is still able to stand closely to them without being affected.

"… Do you really want to know, Shouri?"

Murata's voice was soft when he spoke again, to make sure Wolfram and other people didn't hear him. But Shouri caught it, of course. Shouri's anger had never exploded before, and if this is the time it explodes, he thought it would be worth it.

Wolfram knew that if he left them like that, something bad was going to happen.

"Shouri stop! It's not his fault. It's not his fault at all."

Shouri snapped; he got angrier when Wolfram defended Murata.

"Please, Shouri…" Wolfram was literally begging. "Please, stop. It's not Murata's fault… It's not Murata's fault…"

Shouri turned to the gasping prince. Instead of getting madder, his heart softened at the sight of Wolfram's tired face. Wolfram was clearly exhausted, physically and mentally. At that moment, he wanted nothing more but to see the prince soundly sleeping in a bed, unaware of the cruel reality of the world. Shouri looked intently into the emerald orbs. He didn't want anything to hurt Wolfram; he didn't want to do anything that might hurt Wolfram even more, Wolfram was like his own brother.

Shouri sighed and let go of Murata's collar. His eyes never leaving Wolfram even though the emerald orbs never looked back at him. Realizing that Wolfram might keep avoiding him for the whole day, he gave up and walked to Yuuri's school gate, passing a distressed Wolfram.

"And it's not your fault either," Shouri murmured softly.

Wolfram closed his eyes.

Shouri spotted Yuuri walking out from the school ground with something in his hand. Shouri couldn't identify the object, but he noticed that it was something shiny as the sun reflected it and gave it a bit of sparks.

"Shouri!" Yuuri was surprised when he saw his brother. "What are you doing here?"

Shouri tried to sound sneaky like he sounded normally. "Can't a big brother come to pick his little brother?"

Yuuri's eyebrows twitched. "Depends on if I believe it or not…" He slung his backpack on his shoulder and carefully laid the brooch back into the safety of his pocket. "So, is Wolfram with you?"

"Err, yeah…" Shouri glanced behind him and Yuuri strained his neck and spotted Wolfram and Murata walking side by side towards them. The students stared in awe at the blond angel. Lots of girls started opened up their cell phones to get Wolframs' pictures.

Yuuri blinked and turned to Shouri. "Are you dumb?'

Shouri's eyes widened at Yuuri's statement. "Wh-What!?"

"Did you forget the incident this morning with Wolfram in here? We better get him out of here quick," Yuuri grumbled and ran past Shouri, grabbing Wolfram's wrist. Wolfram startled at the sudden movement.

"Let's go," That was all Yuuri said before he started dragging Wolfram from the school gate. Murata was dumbfounded, and slightly glanced at Shouri's direction. The man was staring at him again, eyes full of anger and hatred. Murata smirked and walked away, following Yuuri and Wolfram from behind.

When Yuuri pulled him from the others and started walking off, Wolfram got scared that Yuuri had found out and was mad because he had cheated on him, but when Yuuri looked back at him with that gentle eyes and happy smile, he quickly discarded these thoughts away.

Maybe Yuuri doesn't know, yet.

Wolfram wanted nothing more but from the hand holding his wrist to leave him alone.

But, we don't usually gets what we wish for.

Instead, the hand holding his wrist tightened even more. Now that he didn't want it at all.

And it disappear when he needed it the most.

"So, how was your day?" Yuuri asked casually, with the intent to start a topic.

Wolfram tried hard to hide his mixed feelings. He was good at hiding his feelings all these time; he won't allowed himself to fail now. "Nothing exciting, Shouri taught me to read and speak your language."

Yuuri widened his eyes. "Really…? So you know Japanese now?"

"I can't learn everything in a wink, Yuuri," Wolfram rolled his eyes.

Yuuri didn't listen to him, instead he pointed at a notice board at the side of the road. "So, can you read what it is written?"

Wolfram looked at the notice board, and he took quite some time to figure out the words. It was in kanji, so it was a bit difficult for him. The kanji words he ever encountered in his life before was nothing more than Yuuri's signature, 'Shibuya Yuuri Harajuku Furi'.

Shouri and Murata who followed them from behind waited patiently.

"It says… 'Mega Sale!' and I can't make out that word… 'Everything is on sale. You can choose everything from designer handbags to bento. Open now.' There. That's all."

Yuuri and Murata were impressed. Shouri couldn't really believe his ears. He just taught Wolfram a few hours ago and already Wolfram can read words from kanji. He smiled proudly. Wolfram was indifferent anyway. For him, it has been bad to take 20 seconds to make out the words.

"If you keep on learning, I bet you will not need the 'Hear-Your-Heart-Cries-kun' anymore,"

Wolfram shrugged. "Maybe."

Yuuri turned to Murata when they arrived at the Shibuya's residence. "You're dining with us? Since Wolfram is here, I bet mom cooked a lot of delicious food,"

Murata nodded. "Yeah, I expect that."

Shouri put his fists into his pockets, hiding his trembling knuckles into the safety of his pocket jeans. He didn't want his family to notice how much he wanted to punch the bespectacled boy who called himself the Great Sage.

"Shouri, what's wrong?"

Shouei snapped back to reality and realized that the others were already inside the house and he was the only one still standing at the front gate. Yuuri and Murata both were staring at him.

"Yeah, what's wrong, Shibuya no Oniisan? It's cold outside you know, you should get inside," Murata said with a sly smile on his face as his glasses shone, reflecting the sunset. Shouri tightened his knuckles until they turned white.

He tried to smile convincingly to his little brother, avoiding Murata.

"I'm coming."

The dinner was spent in silent. Except for Jennifer's voice and the request to pass on the pepper, no conversation was made on the dining table. Wolfram was in his own world, he didn't look up from his food at all. Yuuri who was usually so cheerful, didn't utter a word as he finished his dinner. Murata only smiled and nodded at everything Jennifer said, but he didn't say anything either. Shouri's stoic face didn't go unnoticed by anyone. It was obvious that he was mad about something. He finished his dinner as fast as he could and went to take an early bath, leaving the rest of the party who were still having their dinner. Jennifer tried to make light conversations but her attempt failed miserably.

Jennifer could only shook her head when Murata thanked her for the meals and went to the front door without turning back.

As he walked passed Yuuri, he secretly smirked and received heated glare from his friend.

Possessive, aren't we Shibuya?

Yuuri didn't even send his friend out. He acted as if nothing is mattered around him.

"I'll send you out," Wolfram finally spoke and stood up, following Murata. Murata was smiling gently as the two headed to the door.

Yuuri snapped his chopsticks into two.

"Good night, Murata."

"Good night, Wolfram," Murata looked into Wolfram's daze green eyes and slowly touched his cheek. The cheek was frozen cold and he immediately knew Wolfram was in nervous sweat.

"Maybe you should go to sleep early tonight," Murata suggested.

Wolfram nodded. "Yes, I will."

Murata was hesitated to leave Wolfram alone. Yuuri had become an unpredictable person now. He was afraid that Yuuri might do something that will make Wolfram suffer even more. He didn't want Wolfram to get hurt again. He will not allow it.

It was enough.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Murata kissed Wolfram's cheek lightly and walked out of the house. Wolfram was left standing on the doorway alone, staring at the closed door. Unconsciously, Wolfram took his necklace out from his shirt and stroke it gently.

For the first time in his whole life, Wolfram couldn't face himself. He was ashamed; he lost control of his feelings and frustration and fell into another man's arms. He couldn't even believe in himself anymore.

He cheated Yuuri.

He was desperate.

"Wolfram," Yuuri's voice startled Wolfram. Wolfram quickly hided his necklace and turned around. He saw Yuuri was standing directly in front of him, smiling. "I have something else to do before going to bed, why don't you go take a bath first?"

Wolfram cleared his throat. How long has he been standing there? "Okay," he went to the bathroom and closed the door behind him silently.

After Yuuri made sure Wolfram has gone from an earshot, Yuuri heaved a sigh of relief and walked back into the living room. For a moment, he closed his eyes and opened them again to look at the worried face of his mother.

"Don't worry, mom." He smiled gently. "I'll make sure to do the right thing."

Jennifer smiled back as she went to clean the dishes.

Yuuri turned around and saw his elder brother standing at the doorway; Shouri was crossing his arms and his eyes are hard and determined. Yuuri signaled him to go outside as he glanced at his mother who was still washing dishes and then at the bathroom door that still locked from the inside. Slowly he left his seat and followed Shouri.

The street in front of the Shibuya residence was deserted. Street lamps were the only source of light for the brothers to be able to see each other. The night air was quite chilly, but it didn't matter to them at all.

"Do you want to talk about something?" Yuuri began.

Shouri glared at his brother. How could Yuuri sound so calm in a time like this? "I don't know, you tell me. I only see what my eyes see. The thing is; I don't know how this could happen."

"It's the same story all over again," Yuuri shrugged. "He fell in love with him too."

"… Is it really possible?" Shouri asked, putting his hands into his pocket. "He likes girls, right?"

"And Wolfram," Yuuri nodded. Shouri huffed.

"How can you be so calm? He is trying to steal your fiancé away from you and Wolfram might even fall for him too! Don't you have any worry at all!? I'm telling you, even though Wolfram is still your fiancé, your bodyguard and your subject, this facts can change anytime it wants! I don't even know if he still loves you or not. No doubt when I first met him, he was head over toe in love with you, but now…" Shouri shook his head sadly. "You don't know what I know… "

"I know,"

"You don't know what I feel… -You what?" Shouri blinked. Yuuri's clear crystal eyes under the street lamps told him everything. "You mean… You knew?"

Yuuri sighed. "It would be impossible if I didn't know, right?" He asked rhetorically. "I know Murata, I know Wolfram."

"So, you knew Murata kissed Wolfram?"

"Yes," Yuuri nodded. "I knew. Murata might be the Great Sage and Wolfram might be an expert in hiding his true feelings, but I know Wolfram so well, I can see it right through his eyes." He smiled faintly.

Shouri was speechless. He never thought that falling in love would make Yuuri grow mature. "What are you going to do now?"

"I can't take back what already happened," Yuuri shook his head. "But I'm not giving up either."

"…Aren't you mad?"

The sudden flame in Yuuri's dark eyes made Shouri take a step back from his brother. No need to ask more, Yuuri was obviously furious.

"OF COURSE I'M MAD! That damn Murata! He dares lay a hand on Wolfram once again I swear I'm gonna FUCKING kill him!"

Shouri blinked; and for a moment, he was glad that Yuuri wasn't keeping his anger for him. "Well, I'm glad you let it out," Shouri finally smiled. "I just wonder how this happened anyway. It's odd to have that friend of yours suddenly interested in Wolfram, I thought all these time they were not good friends."

Yuuri eyed his brother suspiciously. "Isn't it obvious Murata's act now is not based on friendship matter?"

Shouri held up his hand defensively. "I know, I know," he let out a sigh. "So what's your plan now?"

"Well, I'm not going to sit there and do nothing, of course, I have something planned." Yuuri smirked. "'Mission three: Take Wolfram to a romantic date', here I come!"

Shouri stared amusingly at Yuuri's determined face. "Mission three? How many more do you have?" he asked in good humor.

"Not going to tell you," Yuuri smirked smugly. "But it is sure that I am not letting that Murata beats me that easily!"

Under the dim light of the street lamp, Shouri could easily see Yuuri's face. Seeing how spirited Yuuri was, Shouri smiled faintly. He was glad; he didn't like it when his brother looked so sad and so devastated. Even if he didn't show it, Shouri was sure that Yuuri was almost at his breaking point. If Murata hadn't left earlier, maybe he might exploded.

Shouri looked up at the dark sky. He just wished for Yuuri's success. He had a slightest idea of what was going on between Yuuri and Murata, but he was not supposed to be in the way. He knew Yuuri. Yuuri will never let him interfere.

Yuuri wanted to win Wolfram's heart by himself.

"I'm glad you're planning to steal Wolfram back." Shouri smiled. "That friend of yours doesn't have any shame at all. That's one point I give him, you know."

Yuuri turned to Shouri and sighed. He knew what Shouri was talking about; the way he acts around Wolfram in front of his friends. It was his greatest weakness. He still didn't deal well with the taboo on Earth. What he knew was that he didn't want anyone to that he was into a relationship with the same gender.

As if reading his mind, Shouri asked. "Does gender issue really means so much to you?"

Yuuri hesitated. "I'm… not sure…"

"Well, you better make sure of it fast," Shouri opened the door and walked back into the house. "Besides, I don't want any sister-in-law. I don't want anyone else to be your partner but him."

Shouri waited for a few minutes, expecting some kind of embarrassed remark or a flushed face, but all he got was only a smiling Yuuri.

Yuuri looked at his brother. "Thanks, oni-chan."

When the two brothers walked back inside the warm house, they realized how cold it was outside. Their palms were freezing and they were shivering. They forgot all about the temperature due to their anger. Yuuri tried to wasrm himself up by crossing his arms. He was about to step into the living room when he saw Wolfram walking out from the bathroom with a new set of sky blue nightgown.

Yuuri's eyes bulged at the sight.

Shouri scanned Wolfram from head to toe. "Let me guess, mom put you into this?"

Wolfram glared at him. "It looks good, what harm can it be?"

Shouri chuckled lightly and sneaked a side-glance to Yuuri. "A lot of harm if you ask me. Yuu-chan, I think you better go take a shower, I think I see blood dripping from your nose…" he grinned devilishly. One could swear, if looks could kill, Shouri would likely to be dead by now.

"I-I'll go take a shower now. You wait for me upstairs," Yuuri hurried past Wolfram who looked dumbfounded and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door. Wolfram turned to Shouri who was still laughing.

"… Why are you laughing?"

Shouri raised his eyebrows, smirking. "Well, everyone need some amusement, don't you think Wolfram?"

Wolfram shook his head. He could never understand the Shibuya brothers.

Once Yuuri got out of the bathroom, fresh and ready with his pajamas, he quietly sneaked into his room so Shouri who was playing some games on his laptop in the living room wouldn't notice him and started teasing him again. Slowly, Yuuri closed the door behind him and released a sigh of relief.

Wolfram was watching him. "Why are you sneaking into your own room? Gunter isn't here you know," he said rhetorically. Yuuri turned to him and noticed that Wolfram was holding a book in his hand.

"I know," Yuuri replied and sat next to Wolfram on the bed. "What are you reading?"

Wolfram shrugged. "I don't know, Shouri gave it to me to improve my Japanese, but no matter how much I read it, I still can't understand what it said. I mean, I can read the word, but I don't know what is implied here…" the blond scurried the pages of the book. "There are only pictures of young girls and some of that 'komputar' gadgets or something…"

Yuuri's eyes widened as he snatched the book out of Wolfram's grip. Yuuri fumed; he quickly tore the otaku magazine full with ways on how to win a dating simulations game into pieces. How dare Shouri give Wolfram this sort of things! Shouri was going to pay for this!!!

Yuuri swore he could almost hear his brother laughing evilly downstairs.

He was panting after he finished his admirable job.

Wolfram nervously touched his shoulder. "Yuuri…? Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Yuuri brushed a sweat from his forehead. "Just… don't take any reading materials from Shouri ever again… On second thought, don't take anything from Shouri ever! Except for his teaching."

"Whatever you say," Wolfram shook his head and went to the window by the bed, looking out at the dark world outside.

Yuuri watched Wolfram from behind. He held the sigh that he intended to release. This was getting tiresome. Wolfram's heart was not made of iron, it was fragile and yet the prince managed to patch it back whenever it broke, again and again…

He didn't mean to be the cause of this broken heart. He cared for Wolfram even before he realized he was in love with his own best friend. But that wasn't what Wolfram wanted.

All Wolfram ever wanted was for him to be safe and smiling. He wanted Yuuri to be a good king. Wolfram had gone through a lot when he was young. He saw death more than other people could imagine. He was still young, but he had gone to battlefields, to war, and killed people. While Yuuri, in Wolfram's age twenty years ago, he was not even born yet.

Yuuri wanted to at least make Wolfram happy. He knew Wolfram would be happy if his loved ones were safe. The prince never cared about his own life and happiness.

Clenching his fist, Yuuri swore he would change Wolfram. He didn't want Wolfram to throw his life just like that. He loved Wolfram and he treasured the blond with all his heart. Conrad, Gwendal, Gunter, Lady Cheri, Greta, Shinou, everyone loves him…

Even Murata…

Yuuri stood up to shake away these thoughts from his head.

"Wolf, let's go on a date tomorrow,"

Wolfram turned to Yuuri and raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"I said; let's go on a date tomorrow. I don't have school tomorrow anyway." Yuuri smiled when he realized Wolfram had no idea what he was talking about. "You know… like when we went to Harajuku last time? The one I brought you to Jinguu?"

"Oh…" Wolfram said after thinking for a little while. "I remember that, you bought me a large crepe and when I couldn't finish it, you finished it for me," he smiled amusedly. "That latte was delicious."

Yuuri was glad to see Wolfram smiling again. "I know you do, you have that unsatisfied look on your face when you drank it, I thought you hated it."

"I told you it was because I was not used to use a straw." Wolfram frowned.

"Then, are you agree?"

"Of course I am!" Wolfram beamed happily. "Can I drink that latte again? And an ice cream?"

"I'll buy you whatever you want, Wolf." Yuuri laughed. "Oh, did I forget to mention that a date is about two lovers going out together to have some fun?"

Wolfram blushed at that sudden remark. "I-I never knew that,"

"Well, now you do," Yuuri snickered softly and patted the bed. "Come on, let's get some sleep. We have to wake up early tomorrow."

TBC

a/n: Het there guys! Thanks for AAL YOUR WONDERFUL REVIEWS! You guys made my dayXD Here is the latest update and I'm juts here to apologize for my late update. The next one will be late too due to my trial exam that has been going on for a little while... I do hope you enjoy this new chapter. Please read and review! Thanks guys!XD

P/S: If anyone know Yuuri's ex-girlfriend's name in the novel, please tell me, okay? I may need it for my next chapter. Please and thank you! (And if anyone out there who didn't know, Yuuri used to have a girlfriend on Earth before Wolfram come to the picture. But Yuuri was not interested in her at all. So no worry!^^)