3/23/07

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Words: 2,900

FINALLY! After so very long I have the next chapter WAHAHA! Oh my I know it's nee forever and that you've all be waiting soooo long but sadly I still feel that this chapter is to short for even my own liking. I was hoping for at least 3,000 words total, but I was short 100. There's nothing I can do about that though sadly. So anyway thanks again to all my lovely reviewers, without you I have no reason to write. MINNA SAN ARIGATOU GOZAIMSU!

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OoOo- Stunning Realization –oOoO

Wolfram tried to resist, he really did. He loved Yuuri, not Leslie he was sure of it; but he couldn't. He kissed back, his lips moving of there own free will and his heart pounding. "This isn't me." Thought Wolfram. "I'm not doing this." As if Wolfram didn't have control over his body though, he did. The blonds mind was in an up rawer visions of Yuuri's smiling face to Leslies kind words flew back and forward in his mind making his head fuzzy. Or was that from Leslies kisses. He did not know either way, and nor did he seem to care for the moment.

Leslie was smiling in his own mind, finally being able to taste the blond treasure that he had been longing for. He kissed Akane deeply, and thoroughly. Reveling in the silky softness that was the green eyes girls' lips. "And now my lady, you will fall for me I'm sure of it." Thought Leslie, but as if his thoughts had been broadcasted allowed the pale figure in his arms stiffened and then began to try and leave the kiss. Leslie scowled against Akane's lips but released the blond.

"Akane?" Asked Leslie after a few moments of silence. "Is there something wrong? Did I move to fast for you?" He asked concerned.

In reply the blond haired green eyed bishonen glared at him long and hard for a few moments

"Yes Leslie you did. You should not have kissed; me and I should not have let you. I love Yuuri and you will not come between that. I am sorry but it is true." Wolfram huffed out of breath for a few moments before straightening and turning away from the dark haired solider. "Forgive me Leslie, I know you care for me, and I care for you as well in many ways…but…not in the ways I know you wish me too." Said Wolfram as he began walking in the opposite direction.

"Akane-"Do not address's me so friendly Leslie, it's not right." Interrupted Wolfram in a slightly stern voice. This caused Leslie to see read, his head swam with jealously and his vision blurred red. Clenching his hands tightly he spoke.

"My Lady," He began his voice shaking with anger and hurt, the sound causing Wolfram to halt in his steps. "I love you, I love you more then that Maou," he spat the word with hatred, "Could possibly love you. He is no Maou and yet you still care for him more than I!?" Leslie shouted, taking a step towards the blond with every angry word. Wolfram faltered slightly at the angry words directed at his person as Yuuri as well causing him to stumble for a moment.

"Leslie, please try to understand, I love Yuuri; and even if he never loves me in return I am happy with just loving him. I cannot pretend to love you Leslie, I cannot lie to you that way. Please let us forget this ever happened and remain friends, I want you in my life Leslie just not as a husband." Stated the blond, his voice falling slightly at the sad and angry face of the solider.

"Remain friends, forget, Akane…how can you say these things to me. How can you hurt me this way!" Shouted Leslie as he grabbed onto Akane's wrist forcefully.

"How can you so easily brush my love for you away like that. How can you love that poor excuse for a king so much, and only want friendship from I the one who loves you in return." Asked Leslie, hissing his displeasure in a voice cold as his ice-blue eyes themselves.

"Leslie, your hurting me." Stated the blond without much emotion, as he flexed his fingers.

"Me hurting you? Ha, that's a laugh. Do you realize how much "you're" hurting me this very moment? How much pain my heart is in as you step on it with your words of love for our Maou!" Shouted Leslie tightening his grip on the stunned blonds wrist even as Wolfram gave a slightly pained yelp.

"Leslie, let go of me." Said Wolfram worry starting to creep into his mind as Leslie seemed to become more and more unstable.

"No, I will not. Not until you take back your words and come with me." Wolframs eyes widened in alarm and he tried desperately to struggle away but he couldn't free his wrist from the death grip Leslie had on it.

"Leslie release me, I will not take it back I will not say I love you when I do not. I love Yuuri always and forever." Shouted Wolfram desperate and scared. Unfortunately this was not the smartest thing to say as Leslie hatred grew more and more his eyes turning dark with it; and his hand tightening on the pale appendage almost with enough force to break it. Wolfram cried out in pain but was instantly quitted as Leslies hand came out of nowhere and struck him across the face making his head snap to the side, the sound echoing through the garden. "You will regret the day you refused me, my lady." Said Leslie into her ear moments later. "I will make you love me…" That said Leslie griped the blonds other wrist throwing their body's to the ground, his own rather tan body; pinning the smaller pale one.

"Leslie…what are you doing." Said Wolfram in a panic as he locked eyes with the solider.

"Nothing you wont come to love my lady. I will first make you love my bosy and then my whole being as well. You are but a friend of the Maou from his world. No one would really notice if you went missing. If you don't come to love me you will go missing. I love you to much…to let you go." Leslie's eyes were crazy, full of hate and sorrow, but also love. He really had loved the blond, almost obsessively so, but the blonds' rejection. He was far gone now though, and Wolfram was sure that he really did love her enough that if it meant killing her to keep her…he would.

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"Gwendal." Said Conrad as they continued they continued their trek to the green clad mans office. Gwendal glanced over his shoulder showing that he had heard his younger brother.

"What is it exactly that Yozac had come back from his mission early to see us about? Something serious?" Asked Conrad in a slightly harder voice as he walked a little faster so as to walk beside his brother; rather then behind him.

Gwendal shook his head silently offering no further answer.

Conrad wanted to question more but kept his mouth shut knowing he wasn't going to get anything more out of his stoic older brother. As they made their way to the office Conrad let his thought wonder to the orange haired spy. Why had he come back early? Was he hurt? Had something bad happened? Conrad couldn't stop his mind from thinking up the worst scenarios though his face remained blank.

Soon though his thoughts wondered somewhere else, back a few weeks ago to when Annisina had used her as his genie pig, and had accidentally found out that he had somewhat…more then friendly feelings for the orange haired spy named Yozac. He admitted to himself that he did like his long time friend as more than a friend, but he had never admitted that to anyone other then himself and unfortunately and by accident the maroon haired inventor.

He was pretty sure though that Gwendal had a pretty good grasp on his feels for the spy though, and that was only another reason to wonder why Gwendal was being so quit. "But that's ridiculous." Though Conrad to himself, "Gwendal would never."

"Conrad?" Said a voice rather loudly from off to his left causing Conrad to snap his eyes up from were they had fallen on the floor as he walked. Though they weren't walking anymore he noticed, as a matter of fact they were already in Gwendal's office Yozac standing in front of them, and now staring merely at Conrad.

"Ummm…" Said Conrad rather stupidly as he stared back at his best friend, before his face flushed slightly in embarrassment. "Ah, forgive me Yozac, my mind wondered away with me." Said Conrad laughing nervously and inwardly kicking himself for probably sounding, and looking like a complete idiot.

Yozac smiled playfully replying, "Mahh, its fine Conrad, you only missed the part about Gwendal telling me that you liked me." Said Yozac in a smug and yet playful voice. Conrad felt like someone had just slugged him hard in the face. As a matter of fact he was sure he had swayed a little as his mind tried to look past Yozac's orange head of hair and smirking eyes so as to process his words.

"…wahh?" Said Conrad blushing brightly, and for all the heavens hoping that he had heard his best friend wrong and that his over stressed mind was merely poking fun at him.

"I said, you only missed the part about Gwendal telling me that you like me." Said Yozac smugly once more, very obviously happy at being able to state it again.

Conrad had focused his mind, strained his ears, and even read Yozac's lips, but to no avail, he hadn't heard wrong at all.

It appeared that Gwendal had known, and just spilled the beans to Yozac, the one person that Conrad really would rather have rather not told.

Conrads face flushed a lovely shade of pink. As a matter of fact he was sure that Yozac had just commented about the color, but Conrad was to busy staring at Gwendal disbelievingly with his mouth agape.

"GWENDAL!" Conrad practically shouted at his older brother who merely stood looking stoic as ever.

"Hai?" Gwendal answered after a few moments looking Conrad in the face.

Conrad opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the voice of Yozac.

"Oh you didn't hear? I'm sorry. I thought that's why you had drifted off for so long." Yozac made a questioning sound as he continued. "But maybe you were just reminiscing on that day Annisina had reviled the big secret with her machine turned on high." Stated Yozac more then questioned.

If possible Conrads face got even redder, He was sure his head looked like a tomato as he stood gaping at Yozac embarrassedly once more.

"Who…When did…?" Conrad choked the half question embarrassed. Making Yozac smile from ear to ear. "Oh Gwendal told me." Said Yozac smiling.

Conrad saw red and turned on his older brother once more, but only saw air were his brother once stood.

"Don't worry he told me day's ago, which is why I came back early. Anyway who gets a hard on that causes them to fall to their knees from merely hearing my name is definitely worth coming back early for." Said Yozac giving the brown haired solider a sultry grin. Conrad backed up a few steps his back hitting the office door. He blindly reached for the boorknob behind him only to feel that it was locked.

He could hear soft but deep laughter coming from the other side of the door as he gave a helpless squeak as Yozac began coming towards him again. He silently cursed and thanks his older brother just before orange hair, and then piercing blue eyes clouded his vision.

"Remind me to thank your brother later." Said Yozac in a deep voice, as he leaned forward slowly, giving Conrad that look that made his knees shake like jello.

Conrad nodded dumbly unable to voice a reply nor really wanting to as Yozac's soft lips slowly closed over his own.

Footsteps could be heard moving away from the outside of the door, as two bodies' began to slide down the inside of it.

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Yuuri groaned in relief as he exited the too small room, with to many diagrams of naked body's, too much talk of the private matters of marriage, and one overly cheerful sex-ed teacher.

Nearly two hours Yuuri wearily thought. Two hours of hearing about male pregnancy and how plants in the area could be made into aphrodisiacs that caused people to have sex for days and days.

Yuuri's face heated at the mere though. His virgin mind already fried for life.

"Why me…" Yuuri asked aloud to no one in particular as he strode down the hallway to his room, his feet dragging, and hands hanging limply by his sides.

"You like to pick on me don't you shino?" Asked Yuuri.

As if in answer the wind suddenly picked up caressing Yuuris hair in a playful gesture, as he strode by an open window.

"I'll sadly take that as a yes." Mumbled Yuuri as he detoured, to go look out the window.

Yuuri looked out the window; it offered a lovely view of the east garden and the city of Shin Makoku.

Yuuri gazed upon the homes of his subjects and smiled, they all looked up to him. Him, he was there king. And only a few years ago Yuuri was merely another kid in Japan who's only responsibilities in life were to play Baseball and get good grades. But now, now four years later he's the ruler of this world. A king. "Who would have known I had such things planned for me, ne?" He asks himself quietly as he smiles.

"It's like an anime story if you think about it." He added laughing laughing to himself, at how silly that would be.

Yuuri then turned away from the window intent on heading to his room and sleeping for as long as he could before Gunter undeniably would show up to take him off to study some more, or Gwendal find him and make him sign things. He was stil angry with the oldest brother and glared at the wall across from the window as if it was the poor walls fault.

Yuuri sighed and began walking down the hall to his room, just as a loud what Yuuri thought was a scream sounded from outside the window.

Confused Yuuri walked slowly back to the window and placing his hands on the frame peered out of it and to the ground below.

Yuuris head swiveled from left to right searching the ground below him. Suddenly the sound can again this time soundly like someone yelling "Maou" and not in a good way. The dark-haired boys head turned to the sound and what he saw made his face flush for a moment and almost turn away, before he looked closer. Then his face flushed with anger.

Leslie was in the garden talking with Wolfram, and from where Yuuri stood it looked like the solider had Wolframs writs and was forbidding him to leave.

Yuuri saw red and his hand griped the window tram tightly his nails screeching along the stone.

The Yuuri paled as he watched Leslie grab both of Wolfram's writs and tumble them to the ground.

Yuuri watched in horror as Leslies larger body pinned down the struggling blonds beneath him, he could hear soft sounds of displeasure from Wolfram being carried along on the wind, he mind raged, and his vision tunneled as he locked his eyes on the back of the young solider who was soon to be dead.

Before being able to go full Maou Yuuri rained his senses and sprinted down the hall. With his heart beating wildly and his feet hammering against the carpeted floor Yuuri ran, praying to anyone and everything that would listen that he would get there in time…praying that he could save Wolfram…

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OoOo-Endof Chapter Seventeen -oOoO

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DUM DUM DUM!!! Oh my lord that was a long chapter. Dies My fingers are going to fall off one of these days I know it. Smiles Well how was it?

Are you on the edges of your computer chairs?

And are you praying that Yuuri will get there in time?

Are you screaming at Leslie to stop, and calling him a bastard?

Are you pissed at me for stopping it here? Gomen ne I couldn't help it. Always leave them wanting more they say. Who? I'm not quite sure but I like their reasoning. Laughs Anyway I hope you really enjoyed this chapter. Also this is dedicated to all my reviewers who were waiting to patiently for me to up-date begging for more chapters and wishing me luck on my finals. I love you all! Thanks a million. I'm also proud to say I passed I'll try to get the next chapter up within two weeks by the way. I hope you all will continue to review and give reps, I feel so loved. Thanks a million.