Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KYOU KARA MAOU

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From Yuuri's pov.

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Until recently, I didn't know what a family life of my own could be. I didn't know what it was to hold a child's hand to lead her to a flowered place so that she could run her heart's content, chasing little butterflies that coloured the landscape. Now I was aware of what having someone- someone who wasn't indifferent to me- could be as he walked by my side.

" Yuuri! Wolfram!" she said cheerfully, " why haven't we brought our swimsuits? It's hot and the river, over there, looks refreshing." Greta became from the tiny, timid star in the night another little bright sun. She felt more at ease in the presence of someone like Wolfram who could have impressed her in the past. Watching her growing up well and changing to my advantage was gratifying. I like her very much and despite my young age, I know now how it feels to be a father. Very subtly, Wolfram was showing he was feeling the same. He had to look after someone, to take care of someone but not the way he usually took care of his troops. Upon seeing how affectionate he behaved around Greta, I could swear he was born with the father instinct. But very rarely though, I caught him very surprised by his own benevolence, his soft and delicate gestures he had for Greta, or the gentler tone he spoke to her with. I found myself relying more and more on him when I couldn't take care of her.

" The Larivier forest," said Conrad after a while. " We should stop here, your majesty. The lawns here are wide enough for Greta to run and play."

" Yes, it's cool," I agreed, darting around my eyes to admire the green grass and the near tall trees that announced the premise of a close forest. Wolfram had left my side for a few minutes now as Greta had tugged at his hands. She wanted him to follow her. He did with a tranquil smile, and they together started running, apparently participating in a racing competition. I knew well that Wolfram was slow on purpose, to let Greta win, which made them smile.

Conrad and I untied the two big baskets from his horse and put them down on the grass. I pulled a long red sheet out of one of them, and unwrapped it under a tree. Conrad set the food, and the plates and the glasses down. We sat beside each other and decided, for the time being, to watch the players. There were only the four of us here.

Wolfram was chasing Greta who was trying to remain out of reach. She was laughing so much that it was clear she soon lacked air. Then, she suddenly slid down and fell on the thick grass. Wolfram burst into laughter, so did Greta. He then seated next to her and they began talking together. I wish I could be closer to hear what they were saying. Their cheeks were pink, and their chests swelling and emptying quite obviously as they tried to take into regular breaths.

" Your majesty," Conrad broke the silence between us. I faced him. " Have you signed the official document that says Greta is now wearing your family name?"

" Aah..." Gunter had earlier showed it to me. " Yeah,..In fact I haven't signed it yet. So I delayed the moment of signature. I really want to know what this doc means because it was hella long. At my return, I sign it."

Conrad smiled.

" Your parents will be happy to meet her. You decided to bring her to Earth next week, didn't you?"

I nodded, looking at Wolfram and Greta again. Greta was like disentangling Wolfram's curls.

" I've been lately thinking about making my family meet Greta. I can only imagine how much my mother and her can get along. She's always wanted to have a daughter," I added with a a semi-pout.

Shortly after I said that, Conrad dared to ask:

" And what about Wolfram?..."

Yes, Wolfram...

I didn't feel like looking into Conrad's eyes. He spoke little about what he thought of me and Wolfram possibly together (and now sharing the same bedroom as well) and almost living as a couple, though we never shared more than kisses and simple touches. But I know, I can feel it, Conrad wanted Wolfram to be happy and lucky in love. He didn't want me to be ashamed to present Wolfram as my "boyfriend" because he knew too well how much Earth could be different from here. And he sensed, he'd told me very subtly, that I might still feel insecure about the nature of Wolf and I's relationship, so Conrad was himself a little worried. I sighed.

" Of course, my parents will meet him too. I won't leave him behind."

" That's all in your honour, your majesty."

" Thanks."

" You know...I think Wolfram's been happier since you came here."

I looked at my godfather, raising an eyebrow at his comment. He surprised me.

" Really? What did you mean?"

Conrad chuckled slightly and answered:

" Well. He's smiling much more and even laughs genuinely. He doesn't have the thought of training as a soldier only on mind, he now also thinks about his private life, his duty as a father...and I can tell his feelings for you are really deep and sincere. Wolfram has never truly been with someone else before. He may have flirted and even himself courted, but he never went beyond that. Your majesty is the only one to have caught Wolfram's trust and for that, I ought to thank you."

I felt so embarrassed at his words that I averted my eyes, and started to laugh nervously. Scratching my hair, my blood colouring my cheeks, I shook my head:

" Ahahaha...you know...I think I don't deserve such a compliment, Wolfram is intelligent enough to be able to create his own happiness..."

Conrad patted my shoulder:

" Well. As long as you don't intend to hurt my brother, everything will be fine. And please, trust Wolfram too."

" I do." I nodded again. " And you, Conrad...do you have someone?"

Conrad raised his eyebrows, smiling amusedly, and started to answer:

" Well, I d..."

" Yuuri," both Greta and Wolfram called me. Lifting my eyes, I saw them beckoning to join them. I smiled at Conrad " We'll talk about that later," and then ran towards Wolf and Greta.

" Hey, what's up? Why have you been calling me?" I asked sitting down next to them.

" Greta has a request," Wolf explained to me.

" Yes," she shook her head in affirmation. " I just wanted to know...if you'd agree to do what I want..."

" And what is it?" I asked again, growing suspicious of her drawling voice. But it didn't seem she was slow because of some embarrassment she might have but rather because she was trying to remember something. She frowned:

" Uhm, Conrad read me a book you took when you were back from Earth. It was about fairy tales. I like the ones about...what are their names already? Ah yes, "Sleeping Beauty" and "Snow White". They were my favourites."

" And why?"

" Because the princes wake their princesses with kisses," Greta said clapping her hands.

" Oh," I glanced at Wolf who had glanced at me with an amused silence. " Really? That's cute."

" I wanted to know can you and Wolfram play White Snow and her prince, the scene where he wakes her up with a kiss and they go away on a horse together. It can be so cute."

Your suggestion is dangerous, Greta. I eyed Wolfram who was a lot more composed than me. He just bore a smile while seeming to consider Greta's whim.

" Er..." I really didn't know what to say to that.

" Okay," Wolf finally agreed as I couldn't seem to respond. " We'll play them, Greta. I'll be the prince and Yuuri Snow White or whatever her name is..."

" Wait! I can't be the girl," I protested. Wolfram gave me a " and-why-not?" look, crossing his arms. Luck smiled at me as Greta came to my rescue:

" I agree! Yuuri is the king, I see him much more as the saving prince. And as for you, Wolfram, you are beautiful like grandma Celi, so I see you more like the future queen. So you should be Snow White."

I covered my mouth with my hands to muffle my sudden laughs. Wolfram got paled,glaring at both of us, which could only make my laughter stronger. Greta was particularly proud of her idea, taking my laughs as a compliment. Then, she stood up.

" Here, Wolfram, there are a lot of flowers. It looks like a flowers bed, you can lie down here."

Wolfram remained still just a few seconds before sliding to the place our daughter was indicating. He couldn't mortify Greta while she had only asked something very innocent and free of naughtiness. It was kind of funny and embarrassing- for both of us- to see him swallow his pride to make a little girl happy.

" Here," she said, pinning Wolfram's front bangs back with one of her clips. I bit my lip to prevent my laughter from bursting out. My blond friend just frowned to express his protest but did nothing else. " As for Yuuri, he'll distance himself and then when you walk by, you suddenly find the princess. And then you kiss Wolf!"

" Erm...well, okay," I wasn't sure of that but nodded nonetheless.

" Just something," Wolf intervened.

" What?"

" Yuuri should kiss me really. A real kiss." He looked at me with dangerous flames in his eyes and I know he held his revenge with that. As expected, Greta found his idea great and agreed right away, though I'm sure she didn't actually know what Wolf meant. And to make it worse, she invited Conrad to watch us, too. My godfather joined our tiny group with a smile, already amused at seeing Wolfram laying down like an inanimate doll and at my flushed cheeks.

" Let's start!" Greta announced once she and Conrad were seated about two meters away from Wolf. I had been pushed myself a few meters away from them. I felt so stupid when I began walking, like aimlessly, and then pretended to discover a sleeping princess. I tried to ignore the only two spectators- who I could feel it were highly entertained- but it was hard. Wolfram was a bit nervous, his uneven and loud breaths told me so, but nevertheless, presented a calm face compared to me. " Speak," murmured Greta.

" Oh, what a beautiful princess," I was shared between wanting to laugh out loud and running away. " She has the sweetest face I've seen," I saw Wolfram's lips curled upwards, his chest trembling with obvious but silent chuckles. " But what is she doing in this forest alone? Is she asleep? Did she lose herself?"

I knelt down at his side, grabbing one of his hands. " And what a soft skin."

" She's your bride-to-be," Greta said again.

" Ah, okay," pearls of sweat rolled down my face. " She must be a great person, and from a high lineage, since her clothes are so beautiful. I must take her as a spouse."

Then, I patted his cheek to wake him up but he wouldn't.

" Why doesn't she wake up?" and then, a sudden realization struck my mind. " Don't tell me...she...she...she's dead..." I cupped his face between my hands, and indeed, life seemed to have left his body. So, out of sadness and despair, I rested my face against his chest and "cried". ( I can't believe I could do that, in front of Conrad and Greta...) Looking up again, I admired his face.

" Since you won't come back from the dead, I'll...I'll have to go my way...but before, I shall kiss you."

Wolfram's smile widened considerably. I know he did that because he sensed my nervousness, but also because he was trying not to giggle. I wonder what Conrad is thinking. I bet he'd never really seen anyone, maybe except Charles von Lewisson, kiss his little brother. It felt very awkward. I forgot my shyness, and leaned down. Our lips encountered gently. I never got tired of touching his mouth with mine. He's so handsome and soft that I feel lucky. Of course, Wolfram opened his mouth and invited my tongue in. We stroked each other's tongues gently and I know he was refraining himself from showing more ardours as we were not alone. Just when I thought it was enough, I pulled away. Wolfram smirked, cheeks slightly red:

" Oh my prince."

Greta chuckled amused and even clapped her hands. " Great!"

" Have you waked me up?" Wolfram asked.

" Y-yeah, I have."

" You saved me. It was my step-mother who poisoned me with a red apple. She was so jealous of my beauty that she came to the mountains to kill me. But now, you're there and even saved me! I ought to accept you and you only as my prince." He pecked my scarlet cheek and we both stood up.

" Well, well, it's cool, so come to my kingdom and you'll be very happy."

Wolfram suddenly threw his arms around my neck and jumped. I quickly caught his legs and back with my arms so that he wouldn't fall.

" Wolf...?"

" You wanted me to be the girl, so carry me as a girl!" he threatened with daggers in his eyes. Meekly, I followed his orders and walked away, carrying him bridal style, turning my back to the spectactors. Greta started laughing heartedly, and to have a better idea of how people perceived us, even Conrad began chuckling amusedly. " You're so cute, my little Yuuri," Wolfram said teasingly.

" Stop pinching my cheek, Wolf."

He laughed softly.

Then applauses echoed in the airs, and Greta's voice made me wheel around towards them:

" Hey, it's good! Bravo, dad, daddy! It was fantastic!" We came back to them after I let go of Wolfram. Then, we had our lunch. " Thank you! Your kiss was so great!"

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" Ah! It was so good!" Greta concluded at the end of the lunch. I nodded vigorously:

" Yeah, so good!" I agreed. " Are there restaurants five stars in the kingdom?"

" Five stars?" Wolfram got surprised. " What is it?"

" Argh, it's when a restaurant has a certain numbers of qualities and gets recognition by getting "stars"- just metaphorically- which could be like medals for a soldier, something like that," I tried to explain.

Wolfram nodded slowly. Conrad added:

" During one of my first times on Earth, I even dined in a good restaurant with Yuuri's father."

" There isn't really this kind of things" Wolfram said " but we do have excellent restaurants. When we're in town, we eat there."

" Oooh, red cows!" Greta suddenly exclaimed, pointing her finger towards a herd of cows. We all looked at them. I blinked at what I first associated as blood stains moving in the green landscape. I'd never seen such animals. Their unusual- unusual for someone like me- appearances startled me for a few minutes. They were white cows with red stains- red like poppies- and bigger heads than Earthen cows.

" Oh Yuuri? Can we approach them? I'm sure the man who leads them will let us touch them!"

" Well, okay!" I don't know why I wouldn't agree. I stood up. " Let's go see them."

Greta sprang to my side immediately. Her eagerness made her all excited. Wolfram, losing all interest in his meal, got to his feet as well.

" I'm coming too."

" Be careful," Conrad warned.

Our group of three strolled joyfully towards the herd and the man who owned them noticed us right away. When we were close enough, he waved his hand, his face young and jovial, his smile welcoming. He seemed to recognize me because of my hair and bowed for the circumstances.

" Your majesty! What a honour to see you!"

" Hello, what's your name?"

" Jean Mattino, Your Grace. I'm a farmer and I live not far away from here."

" Oh, great. Your cows are...beautiful." In fact, they scared me with their glowing eyeballs staring at me but, of course, I said nothing of that.

" Thank you very much, majesty." We all directed our gazes towards Greta who was adorably caressing one of the soft animals' coat. " My daughter is interested in animals. Maybe can you allow her to visit your farm someday?"

" Of course..." he drawled, staring at the scene between my little girl and the cow. " Your daughter..." A strange smile curved his lips. I felt odd all at once. For a reason that escaped me, Wolfram gripped his sword's handle. That was when I caught sight of like moving bunches of grass just a few feet away from me. " What is that?" Before I could even react, the farmer hit me with his stick and my face collided with the ground. Wolfram loudly attacked him but three or four men appeared from the grass and fought with Wolfram and soon, Conrad who had charged towards us. My comprehension was next to zero, and I felt suddenly hot. But a piercing cry stopped any working internal researching thoughts I might have at the moment:

" YUURI! WOLFRAM!"

" Gr-GRETA?" I shouted back when I saw that same farmer throwing my daughter over his shoulder and running with her away from us. Conrad started chasing them but two unknown black-clad opponents held him back by forcing him to fight. I just had the time to see Greta biting the farmer's shoulder and punching his back with her tiny fists before the two of them disappeared in the forest. Listening only to my anger and despair, I tried to run after them but I was slugged on the head a second time. The vision of blood eventually spoilt my eyes. Wolfram shouting my name was the last thing I heard.

xx

My eyes opened slowly, uneasily and a headache attacked me shortly after. A certain dizziness took me over and my body was as mobile as a stone in a windless place.

" Yuuri," a gentle caress brushed my bangs away from my forehead. I recognized Wolfram as he entered my blurred field of vision. " Can you hear me?" he asked with a voice where his worry was detectable. I tried to nod. " Y-yes..."

" Oh thanks Shinou," he said almost with relief bending to kiss me. I felt his warm lips against mine for a shot while before he let go of me.

" What happened?" I enquired, not sure. I touched my aching head, feeling the gauze I had around it.

" ...I...we were attacked." He finally answered with a broken voice. " They kidnapped Greta."

My heart stopped dead in my chest. My eyes widened." W-what?" My lungs pained me due to my blocked breath.

Wolfram didn't have the time to say more as Gwendal, Gunter and Conrad suddenly penetrated in my bedroom.

" Your majesty, how are you feeling?" Gunter asked straight away, his face caring. I ignored his question:

" Where is Greta? What's happening to her?" Horrible images invaded my mind in turmoil.

" She was abducted by Valten Theobald," Gwendal announced without elegance, holding out a paper to me. Valten Theo...? What the fuck? I nearly yelled, snatching the paper.

It was a letter that I, febrile, read.

Yuuri Shibuya,

How nice to write to you for the first time. It's been a long time since I wanted to do that. It's so exciting! I even want to see the hurt expression of your famous face of double black. I've heard a lot about you and my curiosity is aroused each day. We should meet soon. I long to know who the one named as a king is. For that, I borrowed, without your permission of course, your dear human daughter. Don't worry she will be fine...unless you refuse to abandon the throne of Shin Makoku. Or at least, come to meet me. North Shin Makoku. Behind the two Luxurious forests. I'm sure you know where it is since you've got superb professors who teach you our culture . See you soon, my friend. I'm looking forward to meeting you. If you want to answer me, use one of the green pigeons you've rarely use in Shin Makoku. It'll find his way towards me. Good luck.

Kiss Valten Theobald. Oh, these are the signs of my house:

A dragon spiting fire, its eyes mocking me. The only one who could calm my fury down was Wolfram who wrapped me in his arms.

TBC