I'm sooo sorry about that, for those who tried to read the this the first time I uploaded this. The transfer form word to fanfic kind of messed it up. I fixed it though!
Chapter 2:
Sillvog: I'm happy you like like it so far, sorry about taking so long, I will have a few chapter's up by tonight.
VickyValross: this fic will most definitely be a Conyuu ending, where Wolfram is portrayed as an evil bastard. (Sorry Wolfyuu fans, insert bowing here) And thanks so much for pointing out those mistakes to me. I was so excited to get the first chapter up, I didn't go over it all to well. (Hands you a cookie)
A/N: I did change some things in the first chapter, and because I don't expect any of you to go back and reread it I'll list them here really quickly. As VickyValross mentioned, I did skip around from third person to first rather abruptly, and I apologize for that. It has now been changed to third person and will be that until the end of the story.
Also, in one of the scenes in chapter 1, the one with a meeting taking place between the nobles? I placed Wolfram at that scene in the beginning, but took him out seeing as how I didn't want him to know about Yuri being alive just yet. So he's not there anymore.
This also brings up some things I did borrow. One of the moves Yuri performs against a fight with one of his friends is like Avatar the last air bender. The slamming of the foot down to levitate boulder's. In my fic Yuri is in control of all four elements, he just hasn't told the other's yet, and I thought that was a pretty cool move. I don't own it at all.
Also there is a reference to eyes "turning completely black" I borrowed that from the movie The Covenant, but for a different reason. So no, the group isn't a coven if witches. Don't own that either.
I used a song in this fic too:
1) Wasteland, by 10 years. (Love that band, don't own)
Disclaimer: don't own Kyou Kara Maou, wish I did.
Now let's continue on with the story my faithful minions! Bwa ha ha!
Chapter 2:
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Chapter 2:
"...New York? Taichou... Is that far from Japan?" Yozak asked.
"Yeah, it's really far, not even on the same continent. It's also the largest city in the country, I don't see how we are going to be able to find Yuri in this place." He whispered in a defeated tone.
He could be anywhere at this point, and Conrad honestly had no idea where to start... 'Well maybe we should hail a cab for now'... He handed Yozak a small device and he placed it in his ear.
"...Well, at least I can understand these people now..."
"Yozak... We should get a hotel for now..." Conrad decided and walked to the edge of the sidewalk.
Yozak followed and watched as his captain waved his arm, trying to catch the attention of one of the yellow cars. One veered off and rolled down the window to speak to him.
"Where ya' headed?" The man called out.
"We need to find a hotel, preferably one that's not to ritzy." Conrad stated.
"Hop in."
He motioned to Yozak and pulled open the door ushering him inside, and in a few minutes the car merged back into traffic. Conrad shifted his gaze to the world passing by outside the window, choosing not to pay attention to the ramblings of the driver. He had been going on about how the city's crime rate has been going down, since this new gang group beat the other's into submission.
"They sure are somethin', and don't do bad for such a small group. They've only got about four guys right now. I hear their pretty young too, like in their early twenties, one's even supposed to be in his late teens. They've even worked alongside the cops, now and again. The people here are really appreciative of everythin' they've been doin'." Yozak seemed really interested in what the man had to say about this new group.
"They must be an extremely strong group, to accomplish that." Yozak stated, and the driver agreed.
The car stopped at the intersection, and Conrad silently counted the number of people that passed across. This was even worse then the time he had spent in Boston, even during holidays... The car started to move again, once the light turned green, and a blur to the left of the car caught his attention. The driver saw it and slammed his brakes, just before he hit the figure...
"Ya' crazy bastard! Ya' have a death wish or somethin'?' The driver yelled out his window, just as a semi barreled past and crashed into the side of a building
The driver sat there staring a what had almost been the death of him and everyone in the car, before turning to look at the figure. The young man stood directly in front of the car, his hands planted firmly on the hood, and he was... Smirking? It was hard to tell what he was thinking because his eyes were covered with a set of black sporty sunglasses. He tsked', tapping one of his fingers on the hood in a reprimanding way, before walking away.
Conrad looked at the back of the young man as he walked away. He honestly had no clue as to what drew him to the young man, he was nothing like Yuri at all. The man had black hair that was a few centimeters longer than Conrad's and was around the same cut as well. It fell into his eyes in a haphazardly way, was streaked with thick dark blue highlights, and spiked outward. His attire reminded Conrad of someone that often challenged authority. That and he looked like the wrong person to meet in a dark alley. He was wearing all black, with a leather jacket, that had silver buckles, chains and clasps on it. The silver on his jacket, along with the variety of sliver, crimson, and black piercings he had in his ears, was the only color he had on him. A complete contrast to his pale pallor, He also carried a large case on his back, when he turned to walk away Conrad noticed that it was actually a guitar case. He was absolutely intimidating, and he was only about an inch taller than Yuri.
"We'll get off here..." Conrad gave the stunned driver the credit car and he swiped it giving it back.
"Yeah, don't blame ya'. See ya." He waved and Conrad pulled on Yozak's sleeve and hopped out of the car, trailing after the intriguing person. He finally saw him among the crowd and he stopped at the entrance at one of the buildings, taking off his sunglasses. Eyes outlined in a thick black liner came into view, they were a steely silver, that flashed when the sunlight reflected off of them. High pitched screams filled the air, when the people saw him. His back was turned towards Conrad, and he was being mobbed by a group of young women, waving his hands in front of him, obviously trying to fend them off. They kept thrusting papers in front of him and he took them signing them, then quickly giving them back.
"Thank you ladies, but he really must get to the stage in one piece." One of the bodyguards called over the crowd.
They 'awwed' and another girl spoke up. "Take off your shirt!" She called out, and it was obvious the girls agreed with the idea.
"... Tell you what, he'll unbutton his shirt, and you'll let him get to the stage. If not we can always go home right now..."
"No!" The crowd shouted.
He smiled and the young man pulled off his leather jacket unbuttoning his shirt as he stepped into the crowd, causing the screaming to pick up again. Conrad watched him as he got up on the stage, the fans were obviously tempted to reach out but held back to let him through. The music started off slow, but soon picked up. Conrad blanched at the loud music, he had never been much of a fan of this genre, but it was obvious Yozak thought otherwise.
'Change my attempt good intentions...
Crouched over
You were not there
Living in fear
But signs were not really that scarce
Obvious tears
but I will not
Hide you through this and
I want you to help
Please see
The bleeding heart perched on my shirt'
The young man moved to the left of the stage and his shirt flew open, causing the people up front to squeal. Conrad watched him as he moved and when his shirt came open he saw the scar that traveled from his middle, working its way up.
'Die, withdraw
Hide in cold sweat
Quivering lips
Ignore remorse
Naming a kid, living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red'
His face instantly went pale, and old memories began to rise up. A sword skewering Yuri, watching as he fell back into the water, and seeing Yuri's eyes completely devoid of any life. How could this him though? This man looked no older than nineteen... Twenty at the most, but the evidence was there.
'Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Crowned hopeless
The article read living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red
but I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help'
This person was most definitely Yuri, but he wasn't the same Yuri he was when he left. Conrad had made sure of that...
'Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
Turn and tremble be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
Blind the face with beauty paste
Eventually you'll one day know
Change my attempt good intentions
Limbs tied, skin tight
Self inflicted his perdition
Should I, could I
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Should I, could I'
When the song was over and he exited the stage, Conrad pushed his way through the crowd, calling out Yuri's name. The young man turned to look at the strange man with a confused expression, as Conrad made his way over.
"Buddy... I think you got him confused with someone else. His name's Airi." The guard said.
'How can I get him to listen to me?' Conrad thought to himself. Murata had said that more time had passed here than in Shin Makoku... 'That's it'. Conrad leaned in next to Airi's ear, and he heard the crowd gasp in unison.
"... You're not really nineteen... You're real age is actually thirty-one." Conrad whispered and Airi gaped at him when he pulled away, which was replaced with a look of fury.
He took off into the street dodging cars and ducked into an alleyway, and Yozak and Conrad gave chase. When they rounded the corner, they saw a fence that seemed impossibly high and Airi just as he landed on the other side.
"Wait, please!" Conrad called out and Airi stopped running. "Please... Just here us out. You're name is Yuri Shibuya, you have an older brother names Shori, and a step daughter named Greta." Conrad said trying to get the young man to remember.
Airi didn't turn around, instead he stood there, seemingly waiting for something. Three men came out from behind large objects in the allyway, all were clad in similar clothes to Airi and were staring at Conrad like he was crazy. Conrad noticed they were the same people from the band, earlier. From the way Airi held himself it was obvious that he was more mature than the other's.
"Airi, these guys bothering you?" The biggest one said, and Airi shook his head.
He scowled, at Conrad and Yozak, but did nothing more than that. "Boss, says it's time to go." The one with waist length blond hair said, crossing his arms and glaring at the to men beyond the fence.
"We should head back... We've still got to face that old banshee, and you know how she likes to bitch." Airi said, the statement dripping with sacarasm.
Silence followed and all three men looked at Airi with disbelief on their faces, before busting out laughing. "Dude, she'd hit you so hard your head would do a 180 if she caught you talking like that. Not to mention, she'd rip you a new one." The big one laughed.
Conrad had enough of this and scaled the fence with a little difficulty landing on the other side, ten feet away from Airi. The other's tensed and the blond placed himself between Conrad and Yuri.
"Don't move, if you know what's good for you." The blond said with a growl.
Conrad eyed the man questioningly, he was at least two feet shorter then himself, and seemingly wirey thin. Not to mention the boy was holding no weapons, at all. He took a step forward, and blinked when the boys eyes became black as night. Conrad felt some invisible force hit him in the chest and he flew back, slamming his back against the fence.
"Taichou!" Yozak called out, and he jumped over the fence as well, pulling out his dagger.
The blond boy pulled out a black object and had it pointed in the direction of Conrad. Conrad immediately saw that it was a gun and pulled on Yozak's shirt, before he attacked them.
"Don't Yozak, that weapon has a long range on it, and you'll die if it's a head shot." Conrad said.
Yozak let out a growl of frustration but didn't move, and the blond laughed.
"Man, you guys are a bunch of pansies." He said.
Airi walked over to the blond and placed his hand over the barrel of the gun, pulling it downward.
"You want to let them go?" The blond tsked. "Look I know you don't like killing and try to avoid it, but we should take care of these guys now. Before they come back to bite us in the ass." Airi shook his head. "...Fine, but if they get up I'll shoot."
Airi gave Conrad and Yozak one last look before turning around and walking out of the alleyway. The other's followed him, glancing back at the people near the fence. Conrad and Yozak could only watch as Airi, walked out of their grasp.
"Taichou... Was that person really the kid? He seemed so... Distant. Not to mention, he obviously doesn't remember squat..." Yozak said.
"... Yozak, he had a unique scar in the same place where I stabbed Yuri. He also has black hair, and... I just know it's him. Please don't ask me to explain... I just know." Conrad confessed. "We need to follow him."
Yozak nodded and helped Conrad to his feet, both left the alleyway, in the same direction Airi had went. "... Let's go to the park Yozak, that's where I think he would go..."
They reached the park in about ten minutes and looked around, Conrad sighed in defeat when they didn't see Airi.
"Taichou, over there." Yozak pointed to the fountain and he saw the familiar black spiky haircut, standing in front of the fountain. He was looking at the water, while an auburn haired woman talked to him.
"Here, they were pretty good today." The woman said as she handed Yuri his guitar case. He strapped it onto his back, as well as a green duffel bag.
The woman then handed over two small figures clad in a light hooded jacket and Yuri lifted them onto the edge of the fountain, where he checked them over.
"Taichou, he's right next to the fountain. We might not get another chance" Yozak said and Conrad nodded.
"You proposing we tackle him into the fountain?" Conrad asked and Yozak nodded. He was right, they could just deal with him once they get back to Shin Makoku. "Let's do it" He agreed.
Yuri was paying attention to the two figures and didn't see Yozak and Conrad coming. A split second before, his head whipped around and he glared at Conrad and Yozak, but wrapped his arms around the little hooded people, just as they tackled him. The woman let out a strangled cry and grabbed onto Yozak trying to pull him off. Three more voices rang out and the three boys from the alley, dove into the water, as well. The familiar whooshing sensation took over and soon we were looking into the faces of Gwendal and Gunter. The woman let go of Yozak, and grabbed the two hooded figures, pulling them close, while Yuri pulled out his own dagger and his three friends did the same.
He leapt at Conrad and he pulled out his own, blades clashed. From the sudden impact Conrad felt the grip on his blade loosening, until it flew out of his hand. Airi brought the dagger up and was about to slit Conrad's throat when the woman yelled out.
"Hold it Airi!" Airi stopped in his tracks, but didn't pull the blade down. "These people haven't attacked yet. Not to mention we are nowhere near New York anymore..." Airi had calmed his breathing, but was still glaring at Conrad.
"Karyn, they attacked Airi when his back was turned. Not to mention the alley incident." The blond shouted out.
She let out a moan of frustration. "Yeah, but Airi said that guy knew how old he really was... Don't you think that's the slightest bit weird, seeing as how he's never told anyone, but us?"
"... If any of you makes one wrong move, I'll kill you on the spot." The blond said, and they all lowered their daggers.
Murata step out of the shadows and clucked his tongue. "Oi! Shibuya, where have you been these last fifteen years?" He asked, Airi turned around and glared at Murata. "You don't have to look so mean, we're not here to hurt you." Murata said in a sad tone, when he looked into Yuri's eyes.
He obviously saw no recognition in them at all, and everyone could tell that it worried him. When Airi shook his head, but didn't say anything, Gwendal turned pale, and Gunter looked as if he was going to burst into tears.
"Look, we're absolutely soaked. Is there anywhere we can dry off and change clothes?" The blond asked, Gwendal nodded.
"You can change at the castle." Gwendal said.
He called a few carriages and Airi refused to be separated from the two little ones and Karyn, so they had their own carriage. They waited for us at the gate and Yuri carried everything, the guards offered to carry some of the baggage, but he shook his head.
They reached the inside of the castle without too much difficulty, and Airi handed over the children to Karyn. 'Would you take them?' his eyes seemed to ask, and she nodded. My mother had been relatively quiet the entire time, which was new, she had seen the change in Yuri and didn't want to push her luck.
The children looked at Airi. "We're going to be alright, right daddy?" One asked, and the entire room gasped. "Don't worry Shou, daddy won't let anything happen." His brother soothed.
Airi looked at his son and after some silence nodded. Shou wrapped his small arms around Karyn, as Cheri led them into one of the rooms, but stopped when the blond spoke up. "If anything happens to them, you'll wish you never met us." He threatened, causing my mother to cringe. He then turned to face me.
"Why the hell did you bring us here. Because this place is not New York." The blond asked.
"... You're right. This is no longer New York, we are now in Shin Makoku, and the reason why you are here is because Airi is the Maou, our ruler." He blinked a few times when Conrad said this.
"Damn... This is just like a video game... Let me guess from here. Something happened in the castle, and Airi was nearly killed, but sent back to Earth. So you all thought he was dead for awhile..." He concluded. Everyone stared at him in shock. "What? Something like that always happens in the games..." He pouted and crossed his arms.
"Yes, that's right." Conrad answered.
Airi closed his eyes, and started shaking.
"Heika, you need to change. You're going to catch a cold." Conrad said.
Airi nodded and walked down a corridor, turned up a stairwell headed to the second floor. He stopped in front of two double doors, and looked at Conrad questioningly.
"... This was your room while you were here..." Conrad said in surprise.
Airi nodded and put his sunglasses back on stepping through the door. He headed straight to his old closet. Conrad followed and heard someone shout and toss a pillow in Airi's direction. He looked at the bed, where the object had come from, and glared at its occupants. There was Wolfram, in bed with another of his soldiers, barely covered by the bed sheet. Airi either didn't see them or didn't care, because he was still rummaging through the closet, until he pulled out a crimson muscle shirt.
"Weller, what the hell are you doing here? And what the hell is that?" He asked pointing to Yuri.
Airi looked at Wolfram and gave him a sideways glance, raising his eyebrow at the term. The other soldier had the nerve to blush, when Airi's gaze drifted over to him.
"Get out, this room belongs to me, the Maou's former Fiance." Wolfram said.
Airi nodded and walked out the door. Conrad followed and watched as he chose another room, giving him another look.
"... That's my room..." Conrad said, realization dawning on him.
Airi was shivering uncontrollably at this point and Conrad honestly couldn't stand to see him like that anymore.
"Just change in my room, I'll wait out here." He nodded and walked into the door.
A few minutes later he came out holding his wet clothes and handed them to a passing maid. He adjusted the clasps on his coat arm and turned to face Conrad
"Well, how do I look?" He asked, and Conrad took a good look at him for the first time, since they got back.
He was now wearing the dark crimson muscle shirt he grabbed out of his room, and a long black over coat, that reached his shins. He was still wearing black pants, but these were different, more fitted to his figure than what he had before, and had silver designs here and there. He had also switched his shoes, and chose a pair of what seemed to be black combat boots, that also reached the middle of his shins. Conrad looked at them questioningly, wondering how he'd be able to take them off, with all the intricate buckles, and ties. All and all it was a good look, one that gave him a look of nobility and hostility at the same time. For some reason that look suited him amazingly now. His gaze went back to Airi's face and saw that he had wiped away the thick offending black eyeliner, now his eyes were visible. He looked less intimidating with it off... Wait scratch that. He was glaring at Conrad, tapping his foot, while his arms were crossed, but that changed to a sly smirk.
'You gonna answer or what?' He seemed to ask, and Conrad felt his face turn red.
'Dammit!' Conrad cursed mentally. He is a trained soldier, and should be able to keep his emotions under check. "You look very handsome Heika." Conrad said.
Airi snorted, at the title. "You want to go by Airi, don't you?" Conrad asked, knowingly. Airi nodded in agreement, and Conrad smiled. Some things never really change.
Airi reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out the black sunglasses, placing them on his face, and Conrad noticed that Airi's hands were still gloved in the wet steel plated, fingerless gloves he was wearing earlier. Conrad reached out subconsciously and grazed his own hand against Airi's partially gloved one. He looked at Conrad, raising his eyebrow at the contact.
"S-Sorry... It's just that you were wearing those earlier, when we ended up in the fountain." Conrad said and Airi smiled, this one seemed absolutely genuine, making Conrad's heart lurch.
To Conrad's amazement, Airi found it relatively easy to find the dining room. The guards seemed to stand straighter when they saw him coming down the corridor, and opened the doors for them.
Airi smiled appreciatively as he walked through.
Everyone was seated at the table and silent when they walked through the door. The minute Wolfram saw them he slammed his hands on the table.
"You!" He called out, pointing to Airi.
He just stood there, hands in his pocket, looking in Wolfram's general direction. Finally he raised his hand in a cheery wave, and smiled in a nonchalantly kind of way.
Wolfram just looked at the man like he was crazy, but judging from everyone in the room they weren't expecting such a laid back reaction.
"Who the hell are you?" Wolfram asked.
"Wolfram, enough!" Gwendal ordered.
"Like hell I will. No one has told me anything, and he had the nerve to barge into my room" He pouted.
"Watch your mouth gaki, there's children in the room." The long haired blond said with a scowl and pointed to the two with baseball caps on.
"...Gaki? And who do those brats belong to?" Wolfram muttered.
"It means brat. Now keep your mouth shut, your voice is aggravating me, and if you ever call my children brats again, I'll glue your ass to the top of the flagpole." Airi said as he walked over to the other end of the table and plopped down in one of the chairs next to the children and Karyn, crossing his arms across his chest. The other's in the group chuckled.
"He'll do it." The blond said with a straight face and Wolfram paled.
"So you can speak." Gwendal said.
".. There's a difference between wanting to speak and being forced." Airi said in a bored tone. "Besides it was more entertaining when you thought I couldn't."
Wolfram glared at Airi, with a scowl. "Well... We should introduce ourselves." Gunter said, trying to ease the tension. "I am Gunter Von Kleist, a noble and mainly a tutor here at the castle."
Gwendal gave an irritated look, but obliged. "I am Gwendal Von Voltaire, the Maou's helper and advisor. I am also a noble."
Conrad looked toward the group. "My name is Conrart Weller, but I usually go by Conrad, because it is easier to pronounce. I am a personal guard to the Maou."
Everyone looked towards Wolfram now, he scoffed in return, but answered.
"I am Wolfram, a noble of course and was the fiance of the last Maou, before he died." He said with another scoff, like he was expecting it to happen sooner or later.
The group looked at each other, and Airi nodded, then they introduced themselves. The blond started off first. "... I go by Fiyori Kiro, and am the bass player for the band." He said, deciding that was enough.
The one that was silent the whole time in Shin Makoku went next. "Call me Hiro Matsuda, I play drums." He stated.
Next was the biggest person of the group, he was at least a few inches taller than Gwendal, and broader as well. Not to mention he was all muscle. He stood up to talk. "Yosh, I am Tsume Koriko. I play Guitar, and Hiro's my bro." He said with a cheery wave.
Everyone stared at the man in awe. He was, by looks, the strongest man in the room, and by contrast to his brother, seemed like the nicest of the group.
Wolfram quickly turned the tables though. "Wait... So none of you are of noble descent?" He asked, and all four looked at each other confused, but shook their heads. "Why're you wearing black then? That color is reserved for nobility." He said with a scoff.
"... Well, scuse' us brat. We were brought here without any warning." Fiyori said.
Wolfram looked at him angrily. "Brat? How dare you call me that, you commoner."
"Wolfram enough!" Gwendal yelled, but Wolfram only glared at him.
"Better listen or you're gonna get spanked, and seriously 'commoner'? That's the worst thing you could call me? You really are just a kid." Fiyori retorted, and Wolfram started to get red with fury. "Aww, you gonna throw a fit, chibi? Come on, prove me right." Fiyori taunted.
Airi had enough. He walked over to Fiyori and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder. Fiyori, just smiled, obviously wanting to continue, but stopped his taunting. The room quieted, and everyone was looking at Airi expectantly.
He let out a long sigh, but continued. "My name is Airi Kyosuke, I'm the singer of the band, and the leader of the group." He finished, while Fiyori snorted.
"Quit acting like you're just some random guy boss. Blondie here needs to know his place anyway. He's next in line to take over the organization, and a damn good fighter too." He said while Airi looked in his direction.
"What is this organization?" Gunter asked, and Firyori paled a little.
"That is a question for another time." Airi retorted, as he sat down.
"... Will someone please tell me why it was so imperative I come down here?" Wolfram asked with a bored tone.
"... Wolfram, we have reason to believe that Airi is Yuri." Gwendal stated nonchalantly.
Wolfram was completely silent for once, and looked back over at Airi. "...There's no way... Yuri was never like that, he was a complete wimp. This person... Is the complete opposite, like he'd look for a reason to pick a fight."
"... Looks aren't everything Von Bielfeld. A prime example would be you. On the outside you might look like an sweet angel, but on the inside you're a bitch, aren't ya'?" Airi said with a smirk, and Wolfram didn't know what to say. No one has had the audacity to call him on that before.
"He is Yuri. It's been over fifteen years on Earth, Wolfram. Don't you think that Yuri might have gone through some change...?" Conrad reminded him, and he nodded.
"... Well... Since he's alive, that still makes me his fiance, and those kids are his right?" Wolfram said and the atmosphere in the room grew heavy.
All of them except mother knew about Wolfram's atrocities and were not happy with the way things were turning out. He was right, their engagement hadn't been called off, so Wolfram was still technically engaged to Yuri, well, Airi now. Conrad glanced over at Airi and he still hadn't moved since he sat down. Wolfram must have seen where his gaze was because he rose from his seat and walked over to the still man.
"Yuri?" He called out, but he got no response. He was about to reach out, but was stopped by Karyn's voice.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. He's extremely sensitive when he sleeps, and you're going to regret it..." She warned and he scowled at her.
"Are you the slut that slept with him? Well... He did better than I thought he would." He said, and the only thing she offered was an icy smile.
He reached over and grabbed Airi's hand, and Airi let out a scream that echoed throughout the whole castle. He stood up quickly and the chair he previously occupied flew to the opposite end of the room, while he grabbed his head with his hands. He thrashed from side to side violently and Karyn rushed over and tackled him to the ground, he never stopped screaming the entire time. She held him to the ground and the other's tackled him as well.
"Dammit Airi! Stop thrashing." She yelled but he didn't stop moving.
After a few moments he stopped moving and the other's slowly got off him, but didn't take their gaze off him. Just in case he started up again.
"W-What the hell was that?" Gwendal stuttered, and he never did this.
"That... Was what I warned blondie about." She said jerking her thumb in Wolfram's direction."He's at his most sensitive state when he's asleep, and reacts violently to any contact. That's mostly because he let's his guard down when he's unconscious." She explained.
He got up, rubbing his temples. "Airi? How do you feel?" She asked in a sweet tone.
"... Like I just got hit by a truck... I didn't go bonkers did I?" He asked sheepishly.
"Unfortunately yes." She replied back.
"... Sorry you guys had to see that." He whispered as he got to his feet, brushing his pants off.
"Well, now that that episode is over, did you hear what we went over Yuri?" Wolfram asked from the other side of the table.
Airi looked blank for a moment. "... Not a word." And Wolfram nearly fell over in his chair.
"... Before you left here we were engaged, and now that you're back, our engagement still stands." Wolfram stated.
Airi stayed silent and looked over at his children, who both stuck out their tongues, with disgust. "Sorry, but whatever they say goes." He said and pointed to them.
Wolfram glared over at the two, but they ignored him and continued to talk to each other.
"They are just children." He said walking over where Airi was and wrapping his hand around Airi's wrist.
Airi didn't pull away, but seemed to be waiting for something, and as if on cue, Wolfram was hit in the back of the head with a cup filled with juice. It drenched his blue coat red and he turned to see who dared hit him, when he saw the oldest of the siblings was standing in his chair, his little hand outstretched. Wolfram was seething and subconsciously called upon his fire Maryoku, it conjured out of nowhere and a stream of it was aimed directly at the child. The area they were sitting in was devoured in flames, and everyone screamed, but when the flames cleared, no one was sitting there.
They all looked around the room and saw Airi on the other side of the room, nursing a burned arm, his attention completely focused on the two sniffling bundles. They're hats were the only thing left in the ashes and everyone stared at the two.
Both children had shining emerald green eyes, threatening to spill over with tears, but only one child had midnight black hair. The other had sun kissed blond hair, and pale skin. The spitting image of Wolfram, when he was younger...
Yuri stood up and motioned for Karyn to come over. "Karyn can you take them outside?" He asked and she agreed.
The doors closed softly, and Airi sighed, but didn't turn around. "Airi? Why do they look like Wolfram?" Conrad asked knowing full well why.
He chuckled quietly and then it turned into a full scaled laugh, finally he turned around. "You're name wouldn't happen to be Wolfram Von Bielfeld, would it blondie?" Yuri asked.
"... Yes, why do you ask?" Wolfram answered, obviously not trying to piss of Airi anymore than he already was...
"... I remember you, and I remember what you did to me too." He said smiling evilly, Wolfram had started to shake. "I've started to remember parts of my past, and I just remembered that night."
Yuri looked towards Conrad. "You asked why Shou looks just like Wolfram? The answers simple, Wolfram raped me a few weeks before I 'died'" He said, making the air quotes, and placing his gaze back on Wolfram. "You know, those damn doctors called me a genetic anomaly. 'How can a male carry children?', they kept asking me. Each damn day, it was test after test after test, and even after everything I went through, they still wanted to take my children away from me. I never even saw them, never heard them cry, and they left me for dead on that damn operating table!" He growled out. "And you have the nerve to attack everything I fought so hard for?" He walked over to Wolfram and for every step he took forward Wolfram backed up the same amount. That is until he hit a wall. "I don't give a shit if you are their other father, they've lived this long without your presence and so have I." Airi wrapped his bloody hand around Wolfram's throat and lifted him until he was a good few feet off the ground. "If you ever come near those children, I'll personally see to it that your damn head is on a stake." He threatened, dropping Wolfram.
He put his sunglasses back on and walked past the stunned people, out of the room. The other's of the group were now resonating with hatred, and it was all directed at Wolfram. Conrad followed Airi and thanked Shinou that his mother had not been there to see that take place, Airi was fast, and Conrad spotted him sitting on the steps of the entrance of the castle, smoking a cigarette.
"... Airi, I'm so sorry." Conrad said, and Airi smiled in return.
"Don't be, it's not your fault. Beside if he never did that, I wouldn't have Riku and Shou now would I?" He chuckled, and Conrad smiled. "Hey, come sit on the other side of me the wind's blowin' in your direction, and I doubt you want to inhale cigarette smoke." Conrad did as he said as Airi took off his sunglasses, and watched him. He saw something that he hadn't noticed the first time.
"Airi? Could you look at me?" He nodded and looked in his direction, and Conrad saw that he wasn't looking at him at all, rather he was looking through him. "Airi, can you see me at all?" He asked and Airi paled a little bit.
"...Caught me huh? You're right, I can't see a damn thing. I was pronounced blind when I messed up during a mission a few years back.
"... Do you mind if I ask how?"
"I don't see why not. I had a mission to retrieve a few children from a schoolhouse, turns out a known criminal was holding them all hostage, and the police weren't able to him persuade to let them go. I was able to get the three out in time, went back to see if he had anyone else. At the time I didn't know, but he had strapped a few bombs inside, he was intent on bringing the whole building down with him. I went right past a window just as he pressed the trigger, the glass crashed into my eyes, and threw me against a wall, making me unconscious for a few days after. Everything was so dark when I woke up... Fiyori and the other's thought I was joking when I asked them to turn on the lights." He finished in a dark chuckle.
"...How can you remember what you forgot, if you can't see?" Conrad thought out loud.
"Silly, I just can't see your physical form..." He smiled, now it was Conrad's turn to be confused. "I can't see the color of you're hair, how tall you are, or what clothes you're wearing... Or not wearing. What I can see is the aura surrounding your body though, right now it's a soft, kind of clay red, meaning you're at ease." Conrad could feel a blush working its way up and Airi chuckled again. "And right now it just jumped to a bright red, meaning either you're angry or you're blushing right now." He chuckled. "I'm not making you angry, am I..." He said as more of a statement. He leaned in and Conrad felt his heart race, but Gwendal coughed in the doorway, and interrupted the moment.
"... Yeah grumpy?" Airi called out, and Gwendal... Smiled.
"I thought I told you not to call me that?" He said.
"Yeah, but I always call the people I respect that way, except Gunter. He's happiest when I just use his name. Heck, maybe I ought to call him Gunter-sensei and add the honorific. He'd get a kick outta that." Airi stated.
"You are the Maou, there's no reason to be so formal with us." Gwendal said, when Airi stood up.
"Ah, but a king is only as great as those who choose follow him. Besides without unity and friends a kingdom will crumble, even the strongest person needs someone to rely on once in a while." He stretched to the side and passed a somewhat shocked Gwendal. He let out a long tired sigh, glancing back at Gwendal. "... Seeing as how I'm not this Yuri person... In my mind." He added in quickly when he saw Conrad about to protest. "Would you mind keeping my real identity a secret from everyone who doesn't know right now? After all Yuri was a double black, and I'm not anymore." He added in and Gwendal thought about it, but eventually nodded, surprising Conrad. Airi smiled gratefully and walked indoors. "You happen to know where I can find a doctor?" Airi called out, over his shoulder, placing another set of sunglasses onto his face.
Gwendal nodded. "I'll take you to Gisela."
"Why did you do that? He can leave the castle now, with no protection." Conrad said with a groan, unconsciously showing his age.
"... No one can tell that is him, besides I get the feeling if we try to stop him, he'll only rebel and do it anyway. For right now this is the best." Gwendal stated.
Conrad chose to remain outside, while Gwendal took Airi and led him to Gisela's office. It took only a few moments, and Gisela was nearly blown backwards when she caught sight of Airi.
"... W-Why does he look just like...?" He left the question hanging.
"People keep telling telling me the same thing... So if Yuri's who you're referring too, just think of me as his twin" Airi answered, with a shrug. "But please, call me Airi." She nodded and looked down at his arm. "Yeah... I kind of had a run in with a firey brat. Should have kept a better eye on him..." Airi sighed.
She nodded and led him to the bed, where she passed her Maryoku infused hand over the burn. Airi tensed a bit, but the wound started to hurt less, he took his guard down. She smiled.
"You know how to fight don't you?" Gisela said trying to keep his mind off the pain.
"Hn." Was all he mumbled and she laughed quietly.
"You know I'm actually known for being a sort of drill sergeant around here."
He looked over at her eyeing her. "Hmmm, at first glance you don't seem like the type, but when I think about it, you definitely look like you could crack some skulls if you needed to." She laughed at his compliment.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Mmm-hmm." Airi mumbled, feeling the pain in his arm lessen.
"It's good you're back Airi-heika, we've missed you." Gisela stated with a smile, making Airi blink.
"Please, just Airi. It's kind of supposed to be a secret for now..." She nodded.
Gisela was able to peel most of the jacket material out of the wound, and he took the jacket completely off. While Gisela wrapped his arm up, she noticed the jacket was secreting as a black aura. She watched in amazement as the jacket sleeve knitted itself back together. Airi gave the jacket a once over and pulled it back on, and walked out the door thanking Gisela for her services.