First of all, I want to thank all those who have reviewed my stories. Thank you very much. I really appreciate it. And for my grammatical errors, please forgive me as English aren't my strongest subject. It's sort of math but there are more who are lot better than me in that subject. Hehe. This is some kind of training I'm doing to improve my English therefore, please inform me when I made another mistake that I didn't edit of missed. Thank you very much.
The diner was awfully quiet. Greta glances nervously between Wolfram and Yuuri hoping some kind of miracles will happen. Even if they are fighting, it would be bless since how grimly their faces are and how far they sitted from each other, a storm are most likely going to come soon.
"Erm…Yuuri?" Greta breaks the dreaded silence. Yuuri looks up from his food towards his daughter next to him. "What is it, Greta?"
"I was wondering well… since a holiday is coming, can we, me, you and Wolfram, go out picnicking? It's been a while since the last time we spent some times together. Can we?" Greta asks with eyes full of hopes for Yuuri to agree but said maou only replied with, "Sorry, Greta. I think I can't join you two this holiday. I have…something to take care of," and he resumes his dinner. Greta almost broke into tears when Wolfram calls out her name. Wanting her attentions.
"Greta? Why don't only both of us spent the time together? It will be fun and…memorable. I'll promise you it will be great," Wolfram smiles softly at Greta. Greta only nods her head weakly. "Okay, Wolfram. It will only be me and you this time then,"
Gwendal, Gunter and Conrart just couldn't miss how hard Wolfram's tries to act happily in front of Greta. Like nothing bad has ever happened.
"Don't worry, Greta. I'm sure you will have plenty of other time to spend together with Yuuri-Heika on the future. When he's not busy," Wolfram replies, trying to lighten up the girl's mood. Seeing your loves one in sad will tears your heart too. What more of a father towards his daughter? Even if she's only adopted, who cares?
"Wolfram is right, Greta. We can spend time any other time too in the future, when I am not busy. I am sure Gwendal wouldn't mind giving some time off with you. Me and you. Alright?" Yuuri speaks sweetly to Greta, holding up her hands. Greta squeals in delights and hugs Yuuri. "It's a promise, Yuuri. Don't forget that. Just you and me on a picnic,"
"Alright. Just you and me," Yuuri joins in the laughter without any of the duo noticing Wolfram's tears falling off.
"Please excuse me, I'm retiring early tonight," Wolfram excuses himself and hurriedly went to the exit.
"Good night, Wolfram. I love you," Greta says to Wolfram without looking to him, busily stuffing vegetables into Yuuri's mouth. She laughs when Yuuri attacks her side.
Wolfram froze by the door hearing what have Greta said. He took a deep breath and continues to walks away, to his own bedroom. Not to a certain black hair half-mazoku's bedroom anymore.
"I love you too, Greta. And so are you, Yuuri," Wolfram whispers to himself before letting tears drove him to sleep.
"Um… heika? May I talk to you about something?" Conrart uncertainly approach Yuuri on his own way to his bedroom.
"Sure, what is it about?" Yuuri replies casually. Conrart thinks back at how Yuuri's usually reacts each time he calls him Heika.
"It's about…this morning. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, it's nothing important. I'm just tired. Not having enough sleep. I'll be fine, don't worry. I only need to sleep better and I'll be fine the next day. Okay?" Yuuri gave the taller man a big smile, as a proof of his healthiness. But Conrart does still not believe him.
"Are you sure, Heika? What did Gisela told you?"
"Seriously, you needn't to be a worrier over my health that much. Or else, you will have frowns on your much like Gwendal does in no time. Gisela told me to sleep early, and make sure to have a healthy meal everyday. Nothing serious, right?" Yuuri points up his index finger to make a point to Conrart. Conrart sighs.
"What about Gwendal telling me that the engagement between you and Wolfram is broken already? Is it true, Heika?"
"What?" Yuuri's face fell but it returns back to the goofy smiles less than a minute. "Yes. The engagement is over, Conrad. Sorry about that. I know that you must be hating me now since Wolfram is your little brother no matter how he dislikes you. Well… if there is nothing else you wanted to talk to me, I shall continue my journey to my paradise, my bed," Yuuri laughs and walks away, back facing Conrart towards his bedroom. Conrart is left alone in the hallway.
'He broke the engagement. He hates me now. It's alright, Shibuya. You're doing a good thing. Wolfram will find a suitable guy for him in the future. And he will be happy, and when he is happy, I will be happy too,' Yuuri calms his nerves and holding the door's knob, leading to his private chambers. 'Is he in there? Waiting for me like he usually did each night?'
Yuuri takes a deep breath and opens the huge mahogany doors. He peeks towards the bed, in the bath, in the changing room, in the closet, everywhere, but he found no blond prince. No Wolfram except for his silly pink nightgown, laying a top on the chair.
That night, not only Wolfram cried himself to sleep, but also Shibuya Yuuri, the dumbest king ever born in the world, both in Shin Makoku and earth, crying himself to sleep, holding tight onto Wolfram's gown.
Sorry, I tried to make a lot of corrections, but it's already 2.20 am and it's been an hour I wracking my brain in front of the laptop. I woke up early this morning, err… yesterday morning, 6.30 am and I slept very late the night before that. So… very sleepy, and wants to go to bed soon. Nite. Thanks for reading. And, this is my first attempt to write something. To be public.