Just For Me

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Part 4

It had been a weird month for Yuri.

He couldn't deny that it was peaceful, but he became worried. Something fishy was going on and he didn't like it if it had anything to do with him or the kingdom. He knew Murata had something to do with it.

If it concerned Wolfram, it most likely concerned the Great Sage and in turn concerns him. He hoped this wasn't another one of Murata's evil schemes. The last one wasn't a pleasant experience.

Since when had he been second best?

Gyah! He should stop with this. It wasn't him.

Wolfram was becoming a constant in his thoughts and most of the time, his dreams. He couldn't deny that the blond was beautiful. Someone would have to be blind not to see it. He didn't think that a guy would be that pretty.

He didn't know what to think anymore.

Wolfram had always made him lose his cool. When the blond exploded on him, he always sputtered for something to say.

Making up his mind, he decided to skip this torture in favor of searching for said fiancée and asking what was really going on. And then talk to Murata if all else fails. If either of them doesn't give him answers then he could just demand it from them. After all he was the Maou.

With that, he set off to find the blond.

-X-

"Pervert!" came Wolfram's yell, followed by Murata's laughter.

Yuri frowned. This was the second time in two weeks that he had caught them together. Although he knew Wolfram was doing nothing inappropriate, Murata… Now that was a different matter altogether. He had to have a private talk with the Great Sage.

He continued walking towards them, not realizing that his hands were tightly clenched in anger or jealousy, one couldn't tell. Perhaps they were the same thing. As he neared them, he heard a bit of a conversation.

"Tell me why I shouldn't flambé you!" Wolfram scolded Murata.

"Because I'm Yuri's friend and if he finds out you're in trouble. Am I correct?" Murata stated teasingly.

Not this time! Fry him Wolfram! Yuri silently thought, hoping that Wolfram would actually let go of the fires and use them to harm Murata. Sadly, it didn't happen. Gathering up his wits, he approached the pair. They noticed his presence right away. He was saddened the Wolfram turned his back to him. But he brushed it off.

"Ah Shibuya, what brings you here?" Murata greeted him.

"Can I talk to you?" he took a glance in Wolfram's direction before looking back to Murata. "Alone." He finished.

"Sure Shibuya." Murata then turned to Wolfram. "Hey, I'll be back Wolfram. Wait for me in my room."

Yuri glared.

Correction… Yuri Glared.

The capital G…

"Why do you have to meet him in your room?" Yuri asked with an edge to his voice. It seemed to shock Wolfram to turn around and face him.

"Why do you care wimp?" Wolfram retaliated, glaring at him.

"I have a right to know, you are my fiancée."

"Now you say that?!" Wolfram yelled at him, angry at Yuri's response. After all, wasn't this what Yuri would have wanted? Wolfram wasn't the one now shouting that they were engaged and now Yuri even had the gall to just announce it out of his own free will.

Just when he was about to let go…

"You WIMP!" Wolfram yelled before stomping off in anger. He had to think and get away from this. He'll just stay in Murata's room until the other came back and talked to him. He should be calm by then.

Yuri watched in dismay as the object of his… his… walk away. Determined to get to the bottom of this, he made a movement to run after the blond but was held back. He saw Murata had a grip on his arm. He glared at his friend with a warning.

"Murata let go." Yuri stated angrily.

"No Shibuya, you had something to say to me remember? You should let him calm down a bit before you rush in there to talk. I'll sent him to you after I'm done talking," Murata said dragging Yuri in the opposite direction of Wolfram.

-X-

Wolfram grumbled obscenities at the walls and the inanimate objects in the room. He plopped down on the bed and turned to his side with his back to the door. How did this happen? He thought to himself.

He thought what he was doing was what Yuri had wanted. After all, Murata made him see and choose which course of action he should take. Wolfram thought about it and decided that he would let Yuri go. His heart couldn't take the obvious rejection anymore. He wouldn't forget Yuri, but make the pain ebb a little after he asked Yuri to annul the engagement. Murata was helping him. Although…

Now that he really thought about it. Murata seemed to be taking advantage of this 'helping' thing. But Murata was a good distraction. That was why he allowed Murata to do things without him trying to burn him to a crisp. He was grateful to the Great Sage.

But now, with the turn of events, he felt like crying. He fought back the tears. He couldn't cry. He shouldn't be crying over this. After all Yuri didn't.

Dammit! He cursed himself as tears managed to leak out of his eyes. He still loved Yuri even with the distractions that took him away from the Maou. During those times, he felt secure with Murata. He thought he had been falling for the other. He wouldn't mind really. Murata always treated him nicely. And always treated him as an important friend and at times like a lover.

It was nice.

He didn't know that to think. He thought he could decide by now on whom he would choose.

But since Yuri's words earlier plagued his mind, he didn't know what to think. He thought Yuri didn't want him. After all this engagement was just an accident. Hadn't Yuri been telling him that plenty of times? He got the message. He backed off. Didn't Yuri see?

He punched the pillow angrily. He buried his face in the pillow staining it with his tears.

That was how Murata found him moments later.

-X-

Yuri glared at the papers in his hands. He wasn't reading the contents, just staring at it hoping it would give him answers. He was mad at Murata for daring to say those words to him. He felt like decking his best friend then and there but refrained from doing so. Wolfram would probably be mad at him.

Did he have the right to beat Murata up? After all, the Great Sage was hitting on his fiancée.

Murata's words still rang in his ears. Now that he thought about it, he realized he was just being selfish and denying himself. He had been denying himself of what he had and what he could have. He could tell when the other him took over in search of the blond prince. After all, the other him was a part of him. So in turn, he subconsciously knew that he wanted Wolfram. His upbringing held him back. Deep down, he really did want the blond as a partner, a life-long partner. It took him so many years to realize it. Well, only two years, but still… Maybe too long…

Was he too late?

Had Murata already taken his place?

-X-

Meanwhile, Murata smirked, while the light shinned on his glasses that you couldn't tell the expression of his eyes. He was gloating on his win. He knew Yuri was in turmoil right now and rethinking of what he should do about the engagement. Yuri did have to suffer as Wolfram had all this time. After all, he had to be punished for neglecting such beauty.

He was doing the right thing for both of them.

Even if it was at the cost of his own feelings.

TBC------------

BLK Angel of Destruction: There's part 4! This is just going to be a short series. So it won't be as length as my other non-one-shot stories. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and the story so far! Thanks for your reviews! I really appreciate them! Voting is now closed! The pairing goes to:

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