Just For Me
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Part 3
Yuri was immensely enjoying his walk throughout the castle. It cleared his mind of any mishaps that seem to trouble his psyche.
He was still greeted on all sides and he just gave them his usual smile and greeted back. It would be rude not to. He did see some of the maids gossiping and pointing at him, but he didn't pay it any mind. As long as it wasn't something bad, then he'd be able to deal with it lightly, but if not then he would have to resort to some extreme measures.
It was then he heard a familiar yell. Wolfram? He thought to himself. He probably should go see what's happening that Wolfram had to explode on someone and probably hurt him or her. Yuri would be there to stop him incase it went to such lengths.
Yuri was rather surprised as he rounded the corner.
It wasn't everyday you see that your fiancée, who accuses you for everything to the point of making you mad, cheating on you with your best friend!
He was then taken back when Murata dared to kiss Wolfram on the cheek. He didn't notice how his hands seemed to have clenched tightly to the point where the nails almost broke the skin. When he took notice of the pain, he became confused. But he shook himself of the confusion. After all, it wasn't something to worry himself about. It was just probably nothing.
"Pervert!" came Wolfram's yell that snapped him out of his thoughts.
He saw that Wolfram was struggling out of Murata's hold. He thought that Wolfram saw him but then realized that he was hidden mostly from view. So it wasn't possible.
"Maa… maa… Wolfram… calm down. It's just a kiss. It's not like I inappropriately touched you," Murata specifically emphasized 'inappropriately'. He knew Yuri was there hiding and watching the whole thing. The Maou wasn't that powerful to shield him out yet. He was also aware of Yosak and Conrad's stares from a second story window. Yosak probably informed Conrad of the situation. Well the more the merrier.
Murata, reluctantly, let Wolfram go. He just smiled at the fiery glare fixated on him from those dazzling emerald green eyes. He watched as Wolfram fumed and began to stomp his way out of the courtyard in the opposite direction of Yuri. Perfect! Murata thought to himself. Right about now, he was predicting that Yuri would approach him.
Speak of the devil; there he was walking towards him.
"Shibuya! Hey!" Murata greeted. "I haven't seen you all week!" Murata purposely stressed out 'week'. After all, that was how long Wolfram had been gone from Yuri's presence and occupied his. Damn was he good! Yuri looked a bit peeved.
"Murata, what were you doing?" Yuri demanded of him. Murata noted that he looked a little mad at him.
"We were just playing a game. You know how he is with losing," Murata whispered the last sentence to Yuri.
"Then what were you doing kissing him?!" Yuri almost said out loud had it not been for Murata signaling for him to talk quietly. Yuri had matured these past few years he'd been in Shin Makoku. Murata was proud of that, but was still rather disappointed on how he had treated his fiancée, his exquisite fiancée.
"It was just a deal! No biggie. He thought I would never catch up to him. Besides what are you so worked up for? It was just on the cheek. It didn't mean anything." Murata explained. He was glad for the blush arising on the Maou's face. The plan is working perfectly. He couldn't help but grin and add, "Or is there something you're not telling me Shibuya? Hmm?" It just made him blush even more.
"Nothing! I have to go back to signing papers and the like before…" Yuri trailed off walking away.
Murata looked up and grinned, giving the viewer thumbs up. After all Yosak was a good spectator.
-X-
Yuri signed for the umpteenth time. He couldn't concentrate on the documents staring him straight into his face. His mind had been on the incident a few days ago. Not that he'd care right? Argh! He thought to himself.
Who cares if Wolfram hangs off someone else? At least now the blond wasn't accusing him every second he was away from him or saying that they were fiancées. Yuri didn't care if Wolfram found someone else. It was better; then he wouldn't be breaking the blond's heart.
But why did it bother him so?
He was so not jealous of Murata!
Was he?
"Father?" He heard Greata's voice. He glanced at the door and saw her looking a bit out of it.
"Is there something you need Greta?" Yuri asked her.
"Can you tuck me in? I was going to ask Papa but Geika said that he was doing something for him." His fists clenched the sides of the paper in his hand, but he still showed his adoptive daughter his red herring smile.
"Ah, I will Greata." With that, Yuri took her hand and led her to her room.
Greta's words rang in his ears. What is it that Wolfram was doing for Murata at this time of night? Maybe after he takes Greta to bed that he'd have a talk with a certain Great sage.
-X-
Murata whistled happily down the halls of blood pledge castle. Things seem to be going great for the big 'plan'. Yuri was paying attention to little details. That meant Wolfram. Although Murata did wonder why Yuri thought of Wolfram as a small detail, or rather the engagement. If it were he, he wouldn't mind being engaged to the cute blond prince.
He had been cornered last night by Yuri asking him what Wolfram was doing for him. Yuri set himself up for that sexual innuendo Murata had spat out at him. It was hilarious. Murata had never seen Yuri go that red before. At least the plan was working, as it should be. Murata thought he'd had to work hard, but Yuri was 'speeding things' up a bit. If Yuri were just as dense, then it would probably take a while.
Murata still couldn't resist the blond beauty.
He kept wondering if there were other circumstances. He actually liked the blond that way. But he knew about Wolfram being loyal. Plus he knew that the blond was set on the Maou. It was too bad though, that he couldn't get the blond in his bed. He mentally laughed at the possibilities of such an event.
Perhaps he could get the blond in his bed, just not in the conventional way.
Gossip will sure spread.
-X-
Wolfram felt tense. He got an eerie feeling. Only one thought came to mind…
Murata was up to something. And he knew it was not going to be pretty. It probably had something to do with him and Murata wasn't letting him in on it because he might object. Of course he would. Anything Murata came up with he would always object if it put him in an awkward position.
He just hoped nothing was planned for the day, so he wouldn't have to pretend he was actually enjoying the Great Sage's company. He was not enjoying the Great Sage's company. It was a nuisance and completely unnecessary.
Which reminded him, he promised Greta that he'd play with her today. Putting away his sword, he went in search of his little girl. He treasured Greta a lot, not just because she was a good link between him and Yuri but also a good companion, someone to take care of. Wolfram did enjoy taking care of her as if they were a real family.
It was probably his only chance.
He didn't want to think about chances. It always made him depressed.
"Papa Wolfram!" Came Greta's voice. Wolfram let out a small smile. He could be happy with the way things were; maybe it would be okay.
But he knew it was far from being okay.
TBC------------
BLK Angel of Destruction: There's part 3! I was about to retype chapter two and change everything a bit but then I realized it was pointless so I just continued! I hope this is a good chapter! I'm having too many ideas entering my head that I hope to write them. But I most likely will. Anyways, this is the last chance to vote! Before I close the polls. 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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