A King's Trust
Kagura Kyo Shinra
Warning: This is a shounen-ai story. There's no hardcore action but plenty of groping.
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Kyo Kara Maoh.
Part Two
After his conversation with Wolfram, an idea formed in Yuri's mind. If Wolfram was attracted to Ken, he could easily pass Wolfram off onto him. It sounded cruel, but Yuri was sure that Wolfram seemed more interested in Ken than in Yuri. And as a bonus, he was almost positive that Ken liked Wolfram since everyone of their conversations seemed to somehow morph into a conversation about Wolfram.
"Why did you ask Ulrike to bring me here?" Ken asked.
"To be completely honest, I did it for Wolfram. He's been talking about you like crazy. He's really missed you."
Ken's eyes widened and a smirk appeared across his face. "Is that so?"
"He didn't say it, but I can read him pretty well."
"What are you doing here?" Wolfram descended the stairs of the castle's entryway.
Ken glanced back at Yuri then at Wolfram and smiled. "Shibuya said you missed me or something."
"What? Why would I miss you? As long as Yuri's here, I'm perfectly happy."
"I thought I saw you smile when you saw him, Wolfram." Conrad followed Wolfram down the stairs.
"Conrart, you're against me too?"
Yuri, Ken and Conrad all laughed.
"Shibuya, let's go play some baseball. The field's finished, right, Conrad?"
"It's finished, but I'm busy. I have some work I should finish."
Yuri stared down at the ground. Ever since their awkward encounter, Conrad had become quite creative at making up excuses to avoid Yuri. Yuri's favorite so far was his insistence that he had suddenly developed an allergy to cotton and couldn't get out of bed and dressed in his cotton uniform. Only Wolfram had the courage to point out that the sheets Conrad was lying in were made out of Cotton; however, Yuri made him stay quiet.
"You don't have any work." Yuri stared him in the eyes and forced himself not to shy away.
"But, your majesty, I really should . . ."
"Call me Yuri, and you are going to come, Conrad."
Yuri was tired of Conrad's behavior. He couldn't just keep hiding because he embarrassed himself in front of Yuri. Besides, Yuri missed him.
"Alright, Yuri. If that's what you want."
The four of them headed to the baseball field. When the finished structure came into view, Yuri and Conrad exchanged smiles, both forgetting their embarrassment. It wasn't exactly the same as regulation baseball fields on Earth, but it was good enough for Yuri.
"I love this thing." Yuri jumped off his horse and ran toward the field. "Come on. It's been so long since I've practiced."
"And it showed in your last game," Ken muttered.
After only a couple minutes, they were having fun and teasing Wolfram for missing the ball for the tenth time.
"Keep your eye on the ball, Wolfram." Yuri threw the ball back to Conrad.
"I'm getting bored!" Ken sat down in the outfield and cupped his chin with his glove. "I haven't moved from this spot since he stepped up to bat."
"Shut up!" Wolfram said. "It's a stupid game."
"Shibuya, you're the coach type. Show him how to hold the bat."
"I tried, but he won't listen to me."
Ken stood up and approached Wolfram. Tossing his glove down, he positioned himself behind Wolfram and rested his arms alongside Wolfram's.
"What are you doing?" Wolfram demanded.
Ken held Wolfram's arm tighter. "Relax. You're too tense. Hold the bat like this."
He motioned for Conrad to throw the ball. As it whizzed through the air, Yuri prepared to catch it, but Wolfram and Ken swung the bat. With a crack, it collided with the ball and sent it soaring across the field.
"I did it!"
Ken released Wolfram. "Great job, Wolfram. I knew you could do it."
"Did you see that, Conrart, Yuri?"
"Come on, Wolfram. We'll try some practicing." Ken grabbed the bat in Wolfram's hand and dragged Wolfram behind him with it. "Shibuya, this is a good chance for you to work on your batting. We'll have an important game when we get back to Earth, and your batting has become a little rusty."
"Wait, if you want me to practice, where are you going?"
He picked up a few baseballs from the bin. "I'm gonna show Wolfram how to play with my balls properly."
"Murata!"
"I mean, these baseballs." He looked at Wolfram and grinned. "You can play with Conrad. He's a good pitcher."
"Wait!" Conrad called after them, but Ken ignored them.
Yuri stared at Conrad, but Conrad continued to watch after Ken and Wolfram. He didn't want to be alone with Yuri anymore, and Yuri didn't want to force him.
"I'm going back to the castle." Yuri began back to his horse. "You might want to stay here and chaperone them. I told Ken that I think Wolfram's attracted to him, and Ken seemed completely delighted."
Conrad followed after Yuri. "Yuri, you don't want to practice?"
"Not with someone who doesn't want to be around me anymore just because I turned him down."
"Yuri."
"It's alright. You didn't want to come out here with me anyway."
Yuri prepared to mount his horse, but Conrad stepped up behind him and pulled him down. He forced Yuri around to face him and shoved him against the horse's massive side.
"Don't just walk away when I'm talking to you."
"Let me go."
Yuri shoved Conrad backwards, but Conrad kept his grasp on Yuri's wrists, and they both ended up on the ground. Yuri lay sprawled across Conrad, his face buried in Conrad's chest.
"Yuri . . ." Conrad wrapped his hands around Yuri's waist and pulled down. "Don't move, Yuri. Just stay here a moment longer."
Yuri sat up so he was sitting on Conrad's hips, but Conrad continued to hold him, and Yuri couldn't stand up.
"Let me go, Conrad." He pushed on Conrad's arms. "Don't touch me like that. Wolfram's going to see us."
"I don't care. You said Wolfram was attracted to Ken. Let him have Ken." He pulled on Yuri's arms, forcing him back down only inches from Conrad's face.
"I'm engaged to Wolfram."
Conrad lifted his head until his lips were next to Yuri's ears. "Is that why you turned me away, because of Wolfram?"
"It has nothing to do with Wolfram. I don't want to be with you because I can't trust you!"
Conrad released his arms, causing Yuri to jerk back. With his mouth ajar, he stared up at Yuri. His entire body shook.
"I understand," he breathed.
"Conrad, I . . ."
Conrad moved Yuri aside and stood up. He approached his own horse and mounted it.
Staring down at Yuri, he nodded. "Once again, I'm sorry, Yuri. I have important work to do at the castle, so I should go."
TBC . . .
