Yuuri was sitting on a bench near the park. He ordered the others not to go with him so they had no choice but to follow. Never had he imagined that Wolfram would actually lie to him. The memories in that night still haunted him, swallowing a part of his heart every time he tried to recall it. A few tears rolled down his cheek.

He saw a shadow in front of him, covering the light. He looked up and saw a hand extending to him, offering him a handkerchief.

"Are you alright, mister?" The unknown girl asked. He blinked and took in the girl's features. She had light brown hair and blue eyes.

"That uniform… you're from the private school?" he said, out of the blue.

"Oh yeah, I am. I was waiting for a friend of mine but, she didn't show up. Also, I'm Akira Nagato."

"Shibuya Yuuri."

Akira gasped when she sat down beside him. "I'm sorry I didn't recognize you, Your Majesty. Even so, why were you crying?"

Before Yuuri could answer, a low voice came out from the shadows. "That's not for you to know, Nagato-chan."

Yuuri looked at where the voice came but it surprised him to hear Akira speak. "Is that really true, Amberyl Rachelle vi Britannia or, should I say, Ilyasviel von Einzbern?"

"You have a bad habit… of eavesdropping. Still, you shouldn't badger His Majesty, Akira, especially when you have no direct relation to Shin Makoku. Nevertheless, I'll let this one pass. I, myself, want to know your real feelings for Wolfram." She said, continuing to stand beside the bench.

"I was already falling for him and you know that. I dated him for a few times, seeking the right time to officially propose to him but, made no avail as my nervousness conquered me," more of his crystal tears ran down his face, "I was planning to give him something but, suddenly, he just broke it off. I wasn't able to believe it when I just saw him on that bed with someone else. It was supposed to be me there. Not her!" he snapped.

Ilya sighed. "Well, that seems to be all of it. Since classes are over, why don't you come with us, Akira?" . "Alright."

~lloll~

Yuuri flopped down unto his bed, placing his hand on his forehead. That thought was true, it was partly his fault why Wolfram broke their bond. Still, he shouldn't stand responsible for all of this.

Not able to hold the secret within himself any longer, he sped down the stairs, finding everyone gathered in the living room. Miko, Shouma and Conrad were watching TV, Shori and Ilya were playing chess and Ken and Akira were bickering.

"Checkmate." Ilya said before noticing the monarch at the foot of the staircase. "Yuuri?"

"Um… minna-san, I have something to tell. More important, I need advice."

"What is it, Yuu-chan? Onii-chan is always here to help you!" Shori was about to add something but was cut off when Ilya threw the white king towards his head, the piece bonking his head.

"Well, I had a secret that only I and Wolfram knew about and…."

A/n: I'll cut it here since I'm trying to update all my 'on hold' stories by next week. Please, tell me if you liked it or not. Anyway,

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Ilyasviel16