Mei insisted that I update ASAP, so here is the new chappie (already)! Enjoy!
WE DO NOT OWN OWARI NO SERAPH!
"I KNEW YOU WERE A FUCKING IDIOT, BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU WOULD BE SO STUPID AS TO BLOW YOUR GODDAMN COVER!" Guren shouted, deafeningly loud. His face was an impossible shade of red, which was only getting more and more scarlet by the second.
"Yeah…" Yuu mumbled, completely distracted by his daydreams of the prince of Sanguinem, Mikaela Tepes. His eyes held a dreamy quality, and his form was relaxed, completely oblivious to his fuming superior.
"ARE YOU LISTENING, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT?!"
"Yeah…"
"AS IF, YOU BITCH!"
"Um, Yuu, if your life means anything to you, I recommend that you pay attention." Shinoa suggested sarcastically.
"Yeah…"
"Are you serious?" The lilac-haired girl sighed exasperatedly, giving up on helping the obviously distracted boy that had flown off into his own little world.
"Yeah…"
Guren's patience ran out at last as he harshly kicked Yuu's chest, the impact causing him to fly straight into and crash into a wall.
"Yuu!" Yoichi exclaimed, rushing to the injured boy's side, looking extremely perturbed.
"What was that for?!" Yuu scrambled to his feet, suddenly filled with rage.
"I was lecturing you, but you were daydreaming about your boyfriend!"
"I don't have a boyfriend!" Yuu countered.
"As if. Who was that guy you were dancing with yesterday evening then, hmm?" Shinoa asked, smirking.
"He asked me to dance! He pressured me into it!"
"Sure. Totally." Mitsuba rolled her eyes.
"I'm serious! Why do you guys think I'm lying?!"
"Ah, if only you could've seen how gay you two were." The small girl sighed disappointedly. "Then, you would surely understand."
"Okay, we get it guys. Yuu is gay for the enemy. Done. It's been said. Now, can we please discuss our plans for our next attack?" Kimizuki cut in.
"Don't just dismiss the topic so easily!" Yuu yelled with fury.
"It sure seemed like you wanted to change the topic." The blonde haired girl muttered.
"UGH! Whatever! Guren, just tell us the new plan."
"About time. Fucking Kureto assigning me to these kids..." Guren muttered under his breath, clearly irritated. "Since a certain moron decided to not follow his extremely simple orders, the founders of the Imperial Demon Army have their blades ready with our names on them-basically, they're out for our heads. Very, very, very luckily, they said that they would give us only one more chance to get this right. So, our new directions were to pose as servants in the castle and try to find out as much as we can about them, then report back to the Imperial Demon Army. We'll be in the castle for two weeks and the mission starts next week, got it?"
Everyone nodded in unison, anxious to finally make progress in the battle against Queen Krul Tepes.
"I can't believe those Imperial Demon Army brats made it into the ball last night!" Krul whined loudly, slouching ungracefully on her throne, her chin resting on her left fist. She fiddled with a small white bow sewn onto her delicate, short-cut dress, eyes dull.
Mika sat, with perfect posture, to Krul's right, wearing a monotonous expression. He simply nodded, his head in the clouds. The events from the night before replayed continuously in his mind, keeping him in a depressed state. When he met Yuu, he was confident that he had found the ideal one for himself. And he was sure that he had confirmed his sexuality at last. Then, everything had to go utterly wrong when Yuu revealed his identity. He was back to square one, pondering on whether he was straight or gay. Or possibly bisexual. Mika knew that he obviously wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy, but he had to go and do it anyway. His feelings, surprisingly, hadn't changed when he found out that Yuu was male and that he was also rebelling against the monarchy and probably hated Mika.
"That must've been why she, no he, was reluctant to dance with me. I really shouldn't have pressured him so much." Mika sulked.
Krul's voice snapped him out of his dreamy state. "Mikaela, you were dancing with that disgusting, sickening rebel, weren't you?"
"Y-yes, mother."
"I would've expected you to have recognized him as a terrorist, although I suppose I can't blame you. After all, I couldn't tell myself."
Once again, he nodded, unsure of what else to do. When Krul directed her speaking back to her advisors, Mika drifted back to his own thoughts. He pictured Yuu's brilliant smile that seemed to give him a purpose in life, his playful, emerald eyes, and how he had swayed ever so gracefully in his elegant ball gown. Mika longed to see him again, but he knew was forbidden to leave the palace. Even if he did manage to find a way to escape, he wouldn't know the first place to look. Mika sighed sorrowfully. He realized too late that it was much too loud when he glanced up, only to see everyone in the room staring at him questionably.
"Pardon me," he muttered, diverting his eyes from their harsh, piercing gazes. "Mother, may I please excuse myself?"
"Of course, Mika. Run along, now." She waved him off, as if she couldn't care less.
The moment he exited the room, he fled up the stairs to his bedroom, longing to be alone. He collapsed exhaustingly onto his much-too plush bed and exhaled the breath he didn't realize he was holding in. He closed his eyes, his arm blocking the sunlight streaming from the windows, Yuu's captivating eyes appearing in his mind.
"Yuu-chan… I didn't even get a chance to see your face…." He whispered, clinging onto the short-lived, yet vivid memories from the masquerade ball.
"Wait a second. We're gonna have to wear these stupid uniforms at the castle?!" Yuu grumbled resonantly, not pleased at all by what he was seeing.
"Of course! We need to blend in." Shinoa stated simply.
Yuu groaned. "Seriously? This looks so stupid." He pointed at the classic butler and maid outfits. "How do those servants not sweat to death?! How do they even move?!"
"Don't ask us." Kimizuki muttered, trying on the uniform to test the size.
"Go change and see if you fit this." Mitsuba shoved the male servant uniform into his arms.
Reluctantly, he went to the other room to change. He entered the room once again, tugging at the sleeves.
"Jesus fucking Christ! It doesn't fit! Do you guys have another size?"
"I'll check." Yoichi volunteered. He rummaged through a large sack, but found nothing except several extra maid outfits. "Sorry Yuu, there's only maid outfits left."
"I guess I can't participate in the mission then." He sighed.
He looked up, his eyes meeting with Shinoa's, whose brown pools glinted with mischief.
"Yuu, why don't you try on this maid outfit. Maybe it'll fit you!" She declared with delight, seeming extremely pleased with herself for coming up with the idea.
"Oh HELL no!"
"Just go. Since you're the one who fucked up our other plan, it's more important for you specifically to redeem yourself." Kimizuki added.
Yuu grudgingly snatched the clothes violently out of Shinoa's hands and stomped away. He fumbled around, struggling to put the dress on, but managed after a couple attempts. The dress was black with ruffles, went past his knees, and included a white, frilly apron. It also included black, thigh-high socks, silky gloves, and a pair of shiny, heeled black shoes to match the outfit. He shyly stepped towards his companions, his cheeks a bright scarlet.
"Wow, Yuu, I'm impressed. You look good." Mitsuba commented, eyes wide open. She was even a bit jealous-a male looking better than a female in an outfit for women? That was just unheard of.
"Don't forget a wig!" Shinoa teased, waving a mass of thick, authentic-looking brown fibers in front of his face.
Yuu smacked her hand away and straightened his hair out with a comb, bobby-pinning it place before lying the wig on top. He straightened it out until he was satisfied with his appearance.
"That's much better!" Shinoa exclaimed.
"Yuu, are you absolutely sure that you weren't born as a girl?" Kimizuki retorted.
"Shut up! I am totally a guy, okay?!"
"Sure, keep on believing that."
"I will, because it's true!"
"Hey, Shinoa." Mitsuba whispered. "What if we…"
Yuu couldn't hear the rest, but he knew hell would be unleashed upon him as he saw Shinoa's face light up. He instinctively backed away and got into a fighting stance.
"Whatever you're thinking, I don't want to hear it!"
Shinoa beamed grinned and murmured something in Kimizuki's and Yoichi's ears. Yoichi frowned disapprovingly as Kimizuki smirked.
"Does it really matter?" Yoichi argued.
"Well, it would contribute to his disguise so he won't be recognized." Kimizuki answered thoughtfully.
"I'm very curious to see how he'll look~!" Shinoa giggled deviously.
"It won't hurt to try." Mitsuba added encouragingly.
Yoichi glanced pitifully at Yuu. "Sorry, I tried."
"Okay, now I'm curious. What the hell are you guys scheming?"
"Hehe!" Shinoa chuckled. "Let me go get the… accessory."
Yuu crossed his arms impatiently and sighed.
I mean, it can't be that bad, right? He reassured himself. Once again, he was terribly incorrect. The devil herself skipped merrily into the room, hiding the mysterious "accessory" behind her back. She spun around Yuu, who determinedly grappled for the object. At last, she leaped in front of him holding out a pair of cat ears.
"You guys think I'm actually willing to wear that?"
"Of course we don't. That's why we're forcing you to."
"And how are you guys gonna do that, hm?"
"Well, if you don't wear it, we'll tell everyone in the Imperial Demon Army that you dressed up as a girl to the ball."
"Who says that they'll believe you?"
"If they don't, then I'll force them to! I am a Hiiragi, after all." She smirked, absolutely delighted at Yuu's panicked expression.
"I'm not gonna wear it to the palace though, okay? Just for a few minutes." Yuu mumbled, looking away to avoid showing his friends the growing blush on his cheeks.
"You sure? I think your prince would be delighted to see you like that."
"H-he's not my prince! And he can't be in love with me! I mean, he's royalty!"
"Ah, forbidden love…" Shinoa sighed contently. "Isn't it lovely?"
Shinoa and Mitsuba made eye contact, both snickering as they read each other's minds.
Mitsuba rushed to Shinoa, her arms wide open as she kneeled before her.
"Yuu-chan, please marry me! We can run away from my mother, this kingdom, everything, and simply be together forever!"
"Oh, Mika, nothing would make me happier!"
They embraced, leaving their friends staring awkwardly. Yoichi looked away, flustered, as Yuu glared at them.
Kimizuki nodded. "Very accurate."
"That's not what it's like!" Yuu's flustered expression turned Shinoa's lips up in a smirk.
"Then, what is it like?" Mitsuba raised her eyebrows. "You guys definitely aren't just friends. I mean, waltzing with each other? Him choosing a lame-ass like you to dance with out of all the other more beautiful, free ladies in the ballroom? That's gay, and nothing will convince us otherwise."
Yuu remained silent, deep in thought. At first, when he was dancing with Mika, he had assumed that perhaps, the prince simply wanted to mess with him. Either way, without a doubt, he had fallen in love with him. I mean, look at that hair! It looks rough, but I bet it's really silky, and his eyes are mesmerizing, and his pale, smooth skin… And his smile could probably light up the entire kingdom! Yuu mused, completely forgetting his friends' presence.
"Stop dreaming about your boyfriend. You said you were gonna wear the cat ears, right?" Shinoa interrupted, impatient to put the "accessory" on him.
"Uh, yeah."
Yuu grabbed the cat ears and put them on, just wanting to get it over with.
"Happy now?"
"Very!" Shinoa grinned.
"Man, I love myself for thinking of this!" Mitsuba scanned Yuu, an enjoyable feeling of satisfaction overcoming her.
"Can I take it off now?" Yuu complained. "It feels kind of heavy, and the wig doesn't help either."
"If only we could keep a picture of this to treasure forever! If we could, we'd give a copy to your prince as well." Shinoa said wistfully.
"Please, have mercy on him!" Yoichi begged.
"Haha, no."
Yoichi's shoulders slumped as he became quiet once more. Yuu patted his back as a thanks for his attempt.
"I'll survive…somehow." Yuu groaned.
A few days later, they were all ready to go and begin their mission. The higher-ups in the Imperial Demon Army provided Yuu and his companions with a replica of the royal carriages. The red and silver vehicle was very extravagant, decorated with a minute, ornamental statue of the royal crest, that had been attached onto its vertex. Silver trimmings formed elaborate patterns and outlined the border of the carriage. It was honestly very half-assed, but the bloody red paint covered all the mistakes made. Luckily, the crest was too small for others to see all the terrible errors.
Once they all settled inside on dawn of that sunlit day, the carriage hastily rushed off, although the ride wasn't very pleasant for the passengers inside. Yuu had complained noisily throughout the entire ride and sweating, due to his new, long, hazel-colored wig, eventually sparking yet another debate with Kimizuki. Yoichi didn't even bother to stop them, too stressed after the whole week's activities. Guren face-palmed about ten million times as Shinoa and Mitsuba relentlessly attempted to infuriate him. The miserable driver tried to ignore their loud chatter to get them to the palace as safely and swiftly as possible, but it didn't go as well as he had anticipated.
At last, they reached their destination and they scrambled to exit the carriage. They watched it as it sped off into the distance and then did their best to blend in as they walked on the lowered, wooden drawbridge and into the courtyard of the familiar castle that they had merely tried to take over a couple days ago. Yuu couldn't help, but picture Mika wandering through the hallways as he carried out his day-to-day duties. Soon enough, he would walk in the same corridors, breathing the same air, and living in the same place as the heir to Sanguinem's throne-who also happened to be his love interest.
Before he knew it, he was way behind the others, so he dashed to their side, until the towering, double doors were directly in front of them.