Just For Me
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Murata smirked as he heard Yuri approaching him.
He was happy that he had thought of this scheme. It brought some amusement in this dull and boring life even after they had defeated Shinou. There weren't any exciting missions to accomplish in this lifetime of his. He had to do something.
"Murata!" Yuri called out to him. Murata turned around smiling his red herring smile. Inside he was partially seething in jealousy that he wasn't in control of the beauty Yuri himself controls, if the other even realized it.
"Shibuya," he greeted.
"Murata, what did you say to Wolfram yesterday?" Yuri asked, more like a demand.
"Nothing, we were just conversing. He found out how much of a friend I can be!" Murata stated smugly. Although he wasn't happy by the reaction he had gotten.
"Oh…" Yuri said, now at ease, "That's good. I thought you said something to… But I guess I was wrong!" Yuri laughed sheepishly.
Murata was secretly disappointed inside. That was not the desired effect it was supposed to have. It seemed he had to go to drastic measures. And that meant… He'd drag the blond from Yuri's bed, and possibly onto his, if he could.
Oh the possibilities!
-X-
Wolfram was seething angrily inside. Yosak just had to bother him. Wolfram glared at the blue-eyed man that was Conrad's boyfriend. Yosak always pissed him off.
"What do you want?" Wolfram asked seething.
"I just came by to wish you good luck. Shinou knows you're going to need it. But I guess not with the certain incident in the halls between Heika and Geika." Yosak cryptically answered. Murata was right about this; he was so going to enjoy the show.
Wolfram felt like slamming the orange-haired man's head against the wall repeatedly until he passed out. He didn't want to deal with Yosak's unwanted criticism and/or teasing. Plus, the Great Sage promised that he wouldn't tell anybody. That included this pathetic excuse of a future brother-in-law. Before he could throw Yosak a sarcastic comment, the man spoke.
"The Great Sage is looking for you." It was Yosak's parting words as the man began walking away in a quick pace. Wolfram thought he heard some snickering coming from him. But he ignored it in favor of hurling his anger at a certain Great Sage.
Speak of the devil, there he was. Wolfram was ready to give Murata a good talking to but was taken by surprise when the dark-haired man slung an arm around his shoulders and brought him closer. The blond tried to inch away but it didn't seem to be happening anytime soon.
"Wolfram! How nice to see you!" Murata exclaimed friendly.
"Geika," Wolfram answered trying to pry Murata's arm off of him, but to no avail. There could be loiters around and he didn't want to deal with gossip.
"It's Murata." Wolfram just nodded but still tried to pry Murata's arm off. "Say it." Wolfram was just confused. "Say it and I'll take my arm off."
"Murata," Wolfram hastily bit out. He wasn't in the mood for games.
"There, that wasn't so hard was it?" Wolfram was tempted to burn him to a crisp. Which came to the matter at hand.
"I thought you said that you wouldn't tell Yosak!?" Wolfram hissed at him.
"Saa… about that… We just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. He saw and heard the whole thing and I decided it was okay to let him in on it. Otherwise he might spread it even more." Murata explained expertly, if you called it that. The blond glared at him suspiciously, but took the answer anyway. After all, it was probably his fault for agreeing to this anyway. "Now we got that out of the way, come with me!" Murata took his hand and walked, more like ran, down the hall.
-X-
It had been a week…
A week with no hurling accusations, flaring tempers, sissy comebacks… and the works… As a matter of fact, there had been no wrestling for the blanket and bed space, and no claims of being engaged.
In fact, it had been a peaceful week.
It was driving him CRAZY!
Yuri banged his head on the desk, not minding the pain that settled there. It'll go away sooner or later.
His mind drifted to his current state of unease. Wolfram was hardly around him. Greta kept asking him questions, since she knew about the engagement and all. Yuri had given good excuses that Wolfram had been attending to his duties. It was partially true of course, but there was something else. Rumors had been flying around that The Great Sage, has been around Wolfram since.
Rumors drifted that servants had seen Murata around the blond more so than he. Yuri didn't take to thinking it was much, at first, but then it began to bother him. Of course, it bothered him. Wolfram was his fiancée, was he not?
Yuri's thoughts stopped at that. Did he just admit that Wolfram is his fiancée? He shook his head repeatedly at the thought. No, it was true in a literal sense, but he didn't really want to consider Wolfram as his fiancée. GYAH! He was just confusing himself. Maybe he needed a walk. A walk is just what he needs.
Later on, he finds out that a walk was probably the worse suggestion.
-X-
"Stop doing that!" Wolfram said slapping the hand about to grope him. He knew the Great Sage was a pervert, he just didn't know how far it extended. Wolfram always thought it stopped on girls. He had been on the receiving end of Murata's gropes that he was tempted to burn off the Great Sage's hands.
Wolfram figured this 'plan' to help him win Yuri's heart was for Murata to perv on him the whole time. He had been catching Murata's perverted stares on him even if they weren't in close vicinity but within the same area. Within his thoughts, he walked faster hoping that for once Murata would get the message and leave him alone. Of course, as always, Wolfram's efforts are always in vein, as Murata just kept up thinking of it as another game. But the Great Sage knew better.
"Saa, Wolfram is this another game? What do I get if I keep up with you?" Murata teased looking at him suggestively. Wolfram rolled his eyes before walking away, more like running, this time. Murata still caught up. "Ne, Wolfram, this is fun." He grinned mischievously.
Wolfram just scowled and now broke out into a run. This was not his idea of fun. He glanced behind him from time to time as to know how much distance he had gotten. Sad enough, he didn't get very far. Before he could break into a sprint, an arm managed to snake its way around his waist and hold him still.
"Maa, I thought you were going to outrun me for a moment." Murata then leaned in closer. "So what's my prize?" he whispered into Wolfram's ear. The blond shuddered before struggling to get out of the surprising grip Murata had on him. He growled in annoyance.
"Geika, if you don't remove your arms, I'm not going to be so lenient when they get THIRD DEGREE BURNS!" Wolfram warned him. The last three words were the official warning. Murata just chuckled before giving him a kiss on the cheek. Wolfram stopped his one-sided argument in surprise. He was well aware that they had acquired an audience. Gossip was bound to fly around. Gossip was the source of all conflicts. When he snapped out of his thoughts, he just took grasp of the situation he was now in. He then blushed a few shades of red.
"Pervert!"
It was just in time that Yuri made his way around the corner to witness the whole thing.
TBC------------
BLK Angel of Destruction: There's part two! Watching the shows again I realized that Wolfram never directly talks to Murata at all of calls him by his title or name. Weird… Anyways thank you people for voting! And thanks for correcting me on the Geika – Heika part. I probably just made typos. After all G and H are next to each other on the keyboard. Anyways thanks for your reviews! I really appreciate them! PLZ keep voting if you haven't already! The polls are still open!
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