BloodyPinkRose - WOW this chapter was longer than I thought it would be hmmm, so I spilt it in two even though I haven't written the second part yet. Well I hope you enjoy it, I normal don't like doing the going back into the past chapters and that is why this took so long but ah well it must be done. Thanks for the reviews so far everyone I really appreciate them!! DONT OWN KKM!
Chapter twelve: Serenade of Love part 1
It started years ago, when Lady Cheri had just come to power and had her first baby, Gwendal. He was just the most charming baby you ever saw. But I was so angry back then, Stroffel ordered the killing of all necromancers and sorcerers. Those that could fled but many fell to their deaths.
Whole towns and villages filled with innocents were massacred and slaughters and why? Because one man was too cowardly, believing that his first tiny nephew would be killed by us evil people when really he was the evil one.
I wanted my revenge so I planned to kill that charming little baby to teach him one of the most valuable lessons that I could. He hadn't been given a reason to fear us yet and I wanted to give him the ultimate reason to do so.
But I looked into his crib and saw him lying there gurgling up at me I faltered. I couldn't hurt him I touched his tiny face and he smiled and giggled clapping his hands. It wasn't unheard news that Lady Cheri's baby was unresponsive so I was amazed I didn't see the person behind me.
"I've never seen him giggle like that, would you happen to be an uncle or … perhaps would you have come to kill our little lord?"
Yuudai spun around and dropped into a fighting position.
But once he looked up at the man in front of him, he felt a slight loss of breath. He was so beautiful for a man, it wasn't the right choice of words since he was very masculine but pretty just wasn't right and neither was handsome.
"I don't want to fight you necromancer so relax yourself and leave while you still can" the man replied honestly, his bright green eyes twinkling with amusement at the situation. His crimson red hair was lined with black streaks randomly and it brushed past his shoulders.
His eyes were lined with a thick black and while it was odd for men, Yuudai had seen the village girls paint their eyes with it, into strange patterns and styles. He knew some tribes that did the same to hide specific marks.
The distant sounds of running and metal hit their ears and the strange man's eyes twinkled again and with a simple hand action the door slammed shut and locked. He grabbed Yuudai's hand and pulled him over to the window.
"They must have heard the baby laughing, I fear what kind of man baby Gwendal will be when he is older, an oblivious, serious, heartbreaker that works hard and hides his soft side to all but those that deserve it" he smiled, eyes laughing.
"Why are you helping me?" Yuudai asked coldly, snatching his hand back from the strange man. The man pouted at his action but he eyes didn't stop laughing at the situation.
"Because I know who you are little one and this is not the time for you to be starting such things" he winked. He conjured a fluffy white cloud and pushed Yuudai onto it. He smiled when Yuudai seemed reluctant to leg go of him in case he fell through the cloud.
"You aren't like these people?" Yuudai accused as he sat, "Why are you with these evil people. They ordered the killing of our people. You don't belong here!" the man seemed saddened by Yuudai's view.
"You cannot punish those that have done nothing to you, my village was slaughtered yes but that is not a reason for me to go and do the same to the innocence of this race. Two wrongs do not make a right, the man that ordered this will pay. You would do well to remember my words Yuudai"
The white blonde haired male was speechless.
The running got closer and it was only a matter of moments before they would reach the room. The man motioned at the cloud to leave and Yuudai wobbled unsteadily as he began moving away from the open window.
He snapped out of his stupor when he could no longer hold on to the window sides with his hand.
"How do you know my name?!" he demanded but the man only smiled, eyes laughing.
"Don't you laugh at me you. Next time you won't be so smug when you see me, I'll shove my boot so far up your ass you'll be tasting leather for months" he yelled crudely and the man couldn't hold in his laughs.
"My name isn't you, it's Haru. Remember it little one and stay out of trouble until we next meet" he smiled
Yuudai didn't think he would ever forget those laughing green twinkling eyes.
"That was my first meeting of Haru, I can remember so clearly how pissed I was at him. The man was clearly insane and I couldn't understand how he could be so forgiving and live among those that had obviously caused him so much pain" Murata noticed how the man fiddled with his fingers.
"I wanted to hate him for not caring for the revenge of his people but I just couldn't bring myself to. I found that I wanted to see him again, to see his laughing eyes but I couldn't go back to that castle and I supposed he lived in there" Yuudai forced himself to stop fiddling once he noticed the double black was focused on it.
"Did you not wonder about how he knew who you were?" Murata asked curiously and Yuudai shook his head, smiling wryly.
"I was too blinded by my hate to think about it, soon enough as the killing of our people continued I forgot about him and gathered forces to launch an attack on one of the upscale towns, I had to inflict some sort of pain. I couldn't sit there anymore and pretend it wasn't happening"
Yuudai clenched his pale fists, Murata could tell that he definitely wasn't the physical fighter of the family, where Shinou had sword calluses; Yuudai's hands looked soft and well looked after.
"You met again on the battle field didn't you?"Murata asked softly and Yuudai nodded, nails biting into the soft skin and leaving little red crescents that would have begun seeping had he pressed down any harder.
"Yes and it was after that where we became a couple I guess, I saw a side that I knew I would become afraid of should we pursue a relationship and he warned me too you know, that he had two personalities and that he was sick, I didn't listen. I never listened back then" he whispered.
Murata nodded and threw his long silky black locks behind his shoulder as they got in his way.
"Love makes us do crazy things, despite what inevitably happened I bet what you had was something worth not listening to his warning, you wouldn't have known the happiness that you got to experience" he replied soothingly and Yuudai snorted.
"Happiness? Forget happiness I would have died, I was on a self destructive path and had been since I brought my father back to life as a monster and later when my brother died, this was just more fuel to the forest fire. Happiness to me is nothing more than a distraction that one has in order to hide away the evilness of this pathetic world"
His voice held such bitterness but Murata knew that no matter what he said he wouldn't be able to cure the bitterness the most he could so was finish listening to the story and hopefully help light one of the many dark parts of the sorcerer's life.
"The battle field? What happened?" he finally asked when the tense silence was too much for him to bare.
Yuudai snapped out of his trance and nodded,
"Right so I had brought together as many mages, enchanters, elementals, sorcerers, witches, wizards, casters and conjurers as I could and with the slaughters and many trying to keep their bloodlines safe by hiding and having as many children as possible; our number was poor no more than a few hundred"
"We decided on a large port town so close to the castle, a warning to say that if they didn't pull back their orders and apologise we would come for them next. We were so confident since we had so much power and they had nothing" he slammed his raised fist onto the bed.
"You weren't expecting there numbers or their physical military strengths?" Murata helped and Yuudai nodded.
"It was like lambs to the slaughter."
"Sorcerer Moonus we cannot keep attacking like this, our numbers are falling like flies, the wounded numbers are rising dangerously. Our healers only have so much power and many of them have
become one of the injured as they collapse in fatigue" Yuudai's second in command; a witch stated angrily her hand itching her head and the other hand; her magic hand by her side ready for action.
"So you want us to pull back? Do you know what these people did to us? Do you not remember? We cannot pull back now! Not while so much is still at stake, they will just come after us, we will still die at least here we can die with honour" he hissed looking up from the jewel he was putting his magic in.
The witch looked at him in defeat and shook her head sadly,
"I feel for you dear sorcerer however we pledged our lives to your order, if you wish us to carry on then we shall. Don't be surprised if the fighters become rowdy, we have little to no fight left only this burden of anger that we know not what to do with." With that said she turned and left him overlooking the roof of a large building.
Yuudai's hand shook as he closed his eyes and tried to remember his reason, the reason that these people had to feel pain. They weren't innocent no matter what anyone else believed. He knew the truth.
These people were simple humans that had no powers and were jealous of those better than them so they believed that it was within their right to kill them off. Even the tiniest babe had to die because it would only grow up to believe the same as its foremothers and forefathers.
It didn't matter if everyone else left him, he had the power and he would wipe out all the humans if that was what it was to take.
"I was a fool, I understand now but back then I was just too hurt. I didn't see that not only was I hurting those mere humans by killing them off one by one but I was also hurting my own people as I forced them to kill every woman and babe" the sorcerer admitted.
Murata nodded; even he could tell Yuudai understood now where he had gone wrong.
"I did not plan on a rebellion; I did not plan on a lot of things. My second in command had given me my warning and I had dismissed her. Behind my back she had told them I was the mad one and pledged a second allegiance to those humans that had wronged us"
He shut his eyes and shook his head as if trying to get rid of the picture in his mind of the day that he was betrayed by his own people.
"It is important that you understand that I wasn't fighting, I was creating a mass weapon with my powers to kill everyone in the whole port town; even myself and my people. With the use of alchemy I was transmuting my life energy into an object, life energy has always been unstable so when I had used up all my life energy it would explode; everyone would have been reduced to pink dust. I wanted it to be a lesson that both sides could learn from-" he paused shaking his head again as he swallowed loudly.
"While you thought people were fighting they were actually plotting to kill you with the humans?" Murata pieced together and Yuudai nodded.
"I had only one ally that I didn't even know existed and that was Haru, he must have spent weeks in the human armies trying to hold back my assassination but realising the night was coming that I would be killed he came to warn me not knowing how so very close that night was"
Yuudai shivered but kept pushing his life energy into the mass murdering weapon, he rarely felt warm anymore and he was little more than a walking willow tree. Not quite skeletal but most definitely malnourished.
The removal of his life energy literally sucked everything out of him slowly and painfully but he knew how important it was that he kept going. No matter how many times he had to stop over the days because he was too frightened; too cowardly to end his own life quickly.
He didn't even see the shadow behind him or the hand that shot out and grabbed him, the next thing he knew he was flung across the room and skidded along the floor until he hit the wall; arching his back at the pain.
"Get up necromancer!"
Yuudai was a fearless magical warrior but he wasn't stupid enough to think that he could win physically against someone who barely pushed him and still managed to knock him flying across the room.
The voice was cold and full of hate, he was frightened no matter how much it hurt him to admit it. The amount of emotional distress he was under debating on ending his life and those around him was weighing down on him and he shook as he got to his knees.
"Stop this madness right now! It will end up with only your demise, take your life and leave; never show your face to the people here again!" Yuudai looked up and was shocked to see that beautiful face from that time ago distorted into something menacing.
Forcing his eyes away from those hard forest green eyes his own eyes flittered nervously towards the nearest exit but it obviously wasn't to be; as soon as he made one step forward he was grabbed and slammed against the wall hard; a cry forced from his blue cold lips.
"Leave!"
Yuudai shook harder than a leaf and shook his head refusing to look at that decidedly evil face, all he could think about was how the humans had destroyed the life of another magical being and made them into some bitter being.
"I can't, not until this is finished I will not leave until I know that my people are safe! Until our children no longer have to cry as their parents are beaten and raped in front of their eyes! I will not leave!" he mumbled, having not the energy to manage anything more assertive.
He never saw the slap until his face was forced to the side and a whistle swooshed passed his ear leaving him disorientated; a throbbing pain burning through the taut flesh of his hollowed cheek bone.
"You think that by killing yourself and all of those around you people will honour you as a saint in years to come? There will always be others who will step up to kill us and that is why many of us choose to live in hiding and if one is confident enough to flaunt their powers then maybe they deserve to perish. You will be seen as the enemy here not those that you wish" Haru yelled shaking the skinny frame.
"Well what the hell am I supposed to do?! The people look to me to save them! They begged me to do something and now that I am you speak that they don't want me to? This world is so confusing and full of spiteful, hateful people who care about little else other than themselves" Yuudai yelled fighting against the tight hold.
Haru sighed and closed his eyes forcing himself to calm down, if he lost control he didn't want to kill the confused necromancer by accident, Yuudai had known from a young child that he or his twin would die.
He had grown up hating the world for the evil fate that had been bestow upon him and his beloved brother, he wanted to make a difference by he just wasn't sure how he was to do that. He thought that he was making the people proud of him.
He was still so naïve and Haru hated his parents for that fact.
"You must run now, don't look back. People are not logical Yuudai even us as magical beings. They will kill you if you stay here; you must forgive but never forget. Yes people have died and they will be avenged but for now you must leave and hide until things have calmed. Not all the humans want to hurt us"
Yuudai shook his head, large tears welling up behind his large blue eyes. If he gave this up what else did he have left to fight for. His brother had been so great, Daiyuu had made his mark and now that Yuudai wanted to make his own, the people turned him away.
"I am afraid" the smaller male finally whispered as if the answer had just come to him.
Haru chuckled and lightly gripped Yuudai's pale chin, forcing him to look up. "Of course and many of us are. I will help you but you have to trust me if there isn't trust then we won't get anywhere". It took a moments hesitation but Yuudai nodded.
Haru smiled and pulled the platinum blonde away from the wall.
'Ready? Aim? Fire!'
Yuudai's eyes widened when he saw the incoming of arrows flying up into the sky and diving down like an eagle to its prey. He stood transfixed in fear, the meaning of Haru's words just getting to him he had been so blinded by his hate he had failed to listen to the cries of his people.
His failure resulted in their resentment turning his way.
Haru grabbed the pale sorcerer and pulled him away from the window and under a desk making sure to grab his life force weapon on the way. If that was broken by anyone other than the necromancer or lost then not only would the port town still be annihilated but the sorcerer would also die.
Even as the doors were smashed open and then windows shattered from the impact of the arrows, Haru held on to the shaking form protecting him from every hit with his larger body. They were going to be taken but he still had time to plan an escape.
"You said that he had two personalities and two sides was that what you saw when he was throwing you around?" Murata asked and Yuudai shook his head, shadows formed as his leant forwards and his fringe covered his eyes.
"No that was just a violent side of him just like everyone has when they are angry and desperate. I learnt during the week when he was slowly getting worse and near passing what he meant when he said he was sick" he explained.
Murata didn't say anything.
"He conjured the memory, the memory of how he became sick and you may realise that it is so very familiar to you because, the same thing that happened to my sun happened to my brother when he got rid of Soushi" he whispered.
Murata froze in shock.
"I watched the memory and I didn't remember a single event that happened in it yet I can recount it perfectly, if I didn't see the hate in his eyes when he showed it to me I could have said that he was simply trying to make a mean joke" he chuckled weakly when he saw the double black's face.
"I see that I have shocked you, it is of no matter of mine if I share with you the memory, I do not remember it as I told you"
"It is under the wish of his majesty that we are gathered here to witness the execution of a tyrant, the very man that wished to disallow the two races to unify and the same man that wished the death of the future king" the man in rich robes continued to read off the pre-prepared list.
Yuudai lay limply, his eyes blank. He didn't understand where he had gone wrong and why he had been forced to suffer like this. He wondered if it was the will of his fates and his punishment for re-creating his father in such a monstrous form.
He looked over at the royal family watching him, Lady Cheri with the tiny toddler in her arms; she looked worried whereas the baby watched with a blank expression. Next to them stood Haru, Yuudai didn't know what to think about that one.
And yet a surge of hate tingled through his body at the sight of the dual haired conjurer.
And Stroffel, the man couldn't be seen but no one seemed surprised, the Lady Maoh's brother was a coward and many knew and yet he still managed to cause such destruction whether it was his own ideas or another's.
He could feel the weapon in his pocket by he didn't know how to activate it, he didn't want to kill that tiny babe but he would not be killed by the hands of a human with no power. When he was to die it would be only at the hands of a formidable opponent.
Haru's eyes widened when he saw the sorcerer begin to glow faint red, Haru knew that he was once again drawing out his life energy to try and finish the weapon and that he was actually intending to use it.
"My Lady take cover!" he ordered shooing her away gently, ignoring panicked gasps and the loud chatter of what was going on he stepped onto the podium cautiously, he didn't want to startle the sorcerer seeing as he seemed to be withdrawn.
"Yuudai, Yuudai I need you to look and me and talk to me" he talked loud and clearly and hush swept amongst the crowd but strangely the man didn't respond to the statement however the red energy seemed to get bigger in size as he increased the rate at which his life energy was being drained.
"Moonus Yuudai! I demand that you listen to me!" he ordered louder and still he got not answer.
It was when he made a move to step closer that a chill passed through him and the hairs on the back of his neck stood sharp, Yuudai had lifted his head and was looking straight at him, his eyes still blank but the oceanic blue was bleeding red in his left eye.
"Don't come any closer or you will regret it conjurer!"
"Yuudai I won't move any closer but I need you to look and listen to me, I don't want to hurt you and I know that you don't want to hurt these people, if I free you now I want you to leave these lands and never come back" he replied.
Yuudai laughed, it was a cross between hysterical and just plain insanity. This was no longer the Yuudai that they had all met; this was what had been brewing inside the meek sorcerer at every point in his life when he had been hurt or let down.
His power had manifested into some sort of other, darker side as what happened with most powerful magical beings.
"it is too late for that, these people are nothing to me, as long as my father remains in the dirt and my brother remains dead as a spirit that serves you then this world is little to me but a playground. I couldn't careless what became of you and if I destroyed this pathetic planet now then I would have rid of my father as fate wants"
The tiny brunet toddler/baby escaped his mother's grasp as they were pushed and shoved towards the carriage that would take them to safety, the woman yelled in worry as her baby crawled towards the podium where the two men were stood.
Yuudai's body finally stopped glowing; his life energy was almost empty. He brought forward the weapon; it was a blood red ruby the size of his palm. The shine from it stopped most people in their tracks as they wanted to get a look at the beautiful stone.
"Yuudai, don't do this. There is still so much that can be done to safe this world, our people can still be saved the right person just needs to come along to lead us into the right lifestyle you just need to wait" Haru pleaded.
Yuudai's shoulder shook with his laugher and at last the ruby rose into the sky.
"It is time for the world to be cleansed!" he yelled opening his arms out wide. Haru clasped his hands together and widened them apart, pulling together most of his power to make a barrier to at least save the royal family from the destruction that was sure to come.
Yuudai floated up to the ruby and touched it with his right hand, the power using his body as an outlet to free the attack, Haru yelled when he saw the baby make his way closer to the crazed blonde, as long as he had the barrier open he couldn't move.
Yuudai also seemed to have seen the child and seemed to wake from his trance, but there was little he could do to stop the power except for to try and destroy it. Summoning the last of his power in his left hand, the blue power visible as a small ball of blue; he slammed it into the ruby.
The last Haru saw was the blonde suspended in air, his mouth open wide in a silent scream as his body was wracked with spasms. He poured more energy into the barrier and prayed that Yuudai had managed to destroy it.
It was almost pitch black when Haru opened his eyes and he had believed that he hadn't been successful or that at least he had been killed in the process of saving the royal family. That was what he had believed until he heard the small giggle.
He had recognised it so well because there was only one baby and once before had he heard that tiny giggle, it was Baby Gwendal when he had seen Yuudai for the first time. He felt around in the dark until he was standing and then he managed to conjure up a light.
He almost had a heart attack when what he was seeing hit him.
In front of him was this tiny son of the Maoh his hands down on the earth and as he giggled earth moved along the ground and that was when he realised that not only was the baby blessed with an element but he had also saved all of their lives by collapsing the ground and encasing them under.
In front of him Yuudai lay motionless, a pool of blood surrounding his head.
Haru rushed over and turned the pale willowy form over, he wasn't dead but he wasn't exactly alive, he had placed himself in a sort of coma, whether it was to punish him for his motive or to heal his terrible hurts Haru didn't know.
He patted the baby Gwendal's head and smiled when the boy curled up on the ground and fell asleep. Haru was expecting great things from the tiny prince; he had just had access to a phenomenon amount of power and saved the lot of them.
Haru also knew that no one could remember this, as long as people remembered this event more magical beings would be killed and fear would constantly run through both races. Once he had wiped the memory of the people he turned the sorcerer and picked him up.
Turning to walk away he paused when he heard the slight chink of something glass hitting the floor, he turned and when he saw the darkened red ruby that had been the cause of most of this event he sighed and picked it up.
He was surprised to see that it was no longer bigger than a small marble.
As long as it was around Yuudai wouldn't be safe, Haru might have also wiped his memory but if the sorcerer was to even see something that could jog the memory Haru didn't doubt that he would try the same strategy again.
Knowing that it could potentially cause his demise he conjured a knife and slit his wrist, wrinkling his nose at the sight of blood he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, pushing the marble beneath his skin until it wouldn't come out.
He ripped his dirtied shirt and wrapped up the wound, he knew that he might have just saved Yuudai but he also knew that he had damned himself by absorbing the evil energy into his own body. He may have been strong but he knew that eventually it would take over him and his body would become the weapon.
Murata placed a hand on Yuudai's shoulder as the man burst into sobs, he still had so much to tell but the pain realised at just the mere start of the story made it too hard for him to even say another word let alone continue the story.
"I wish that I was never born so that Haru didn't have to die and so many didn't have to suffer" he cried. Murata didn't know what to say or do, he didn't think that anything that he could say would help the other feel better.
He soon realised what he could do when the other wrapped his arms around himself as if there was no one left to love and comfort him except himself. Murata grabbed him into a hug; at first he wasn't sure how the other would take it as he stiffened.
However when it seemed that Murata wasn't going to pull away he relaxed and allowed himself to be comforted by someone else that had been through pain a lot through the years, maybe not to the same extent but still had some idea of how he may have been feeling.
Shinou sighed as he rested against the door, he hadn't known the extent of his older brother's suffering and he had always wondered but he had had no idea how to confront him about it or how to make him see that what happened wasn't his fault.
Their parents hadn't exactly helped the matters when they were younger; his twin had always been the one to bottle things up. He remembered clearly that when they had been told that they would die Shinou had burst into tears and refused to talk to anyone for weeks.
His parents had understood that he needed time to understand what he had to do and why he had to do it and they left him alone. Eventually Shinou managed to make peace with himself and had made the compromise that people would think of him as a hero like his father.
He had loved the idea and could hardly wait for the day to come.
Yuudai on the other hand had been hit so very hard yet he didn't understand how to unleash these feeling he had, he bottled up his feeling of betrayal and fear. He began to withdraw and rebel, he seemed to understand that he was changing but didn't know how to handle it.
So he had made someone else rule his life, he had used Shinou as an escape from his own feelings, as long as Shinou was happy he was happy, when Shinou was sad he was sad, When Shinou was tired or hungry or everything at all, so was Yuudai.
Most people didn't understand that though, they all just thought that Yuudai had a brother complex and they left the two brothers to handle it on their own, they didn't understand that Yuudai was a very confused and hurt child that needed help.
By the time that anyone had realised it was way too late for him to be helped, he was bitter and resentful to everyone but his dear brother. No one wanted to have anything to do with him and he didn't care because he had the only person he would ever need.
As long as Shinou was alive so was Yuudai and that was the way it had to be.
Murata was confused when Yuudai suddenly burst out into hysterical laughter, he pulled away and Yuudai jumped up merrily and clutched his stomach as it began to hurt from all the loud laughter that left his lips.
Murata looked at him in both worry and shock, he wanted to say that the other had gone mad but he seemed truly happy like he had pulled a joke and it had the exact effect that he had wanted it to.
"Psyche!" he yelled as his laughter faded but as soon as he looked at the sage once more he burst into laughter, "I can't believe you actually thought I was serious, I know my brother likes his men compassionate but if you go around believing every sob story you won't get very far in life" he giggled.
Murata sat gobsmacked.
He would have thought that the sorcerer was just embarrassed and was trying to take attention away from the situation but there was way too much joy in his expression for him to be lying. Murata flushed red in humiliation and anger.
"You are such a jerk! I thought that Shinou was wrong and we could actually get along" he yelled before stamping his foot and storming out the room in exasperation. He paused to throw a heated glare at Shinou as if it was his fault before he pushed him out the way.
"Sorry Daiyuu, I just couldn't resist it, now where did you say that dear castle of yours was? I think I will draw too much fun there than to stay here much longer" he grinned before he gently touched foreheads with his brother before running out after Murata.
"Hey Daikenja you should have seen your face, it was all like …."
Shinou shook his head as is brother's voice faded out. He smiled before he followed the two of them out; he wondered how much if any of what Yuudai said was true. There was real joy on Yuudai's face as he laughed at the shocked double black, however,
If the story was true that joy could have just been because someone had finally listened to how he felt inside. Their family was naturally good at changing the situation quickly and they had mastered the expressions they showed on their faces.
Only they had mastered them a little too well as Shinou really couldn't tell if his brother had been joking or telling the truth. He did wonder which it was but he also knew that Yuudai was a private person that wouldn't answer any question straight up.
And when he said any, he meant it.
"Tell me again Shinou why is urhh … Yuudai here?" Yuuri asked curiously as he nervously scratched the back of his head. It was another breakfast yet the air was very tense. Gwendal, Gunter and Murata were too busy glaring at the sorcerer who seemed completely oblivious as his chirpily ate his bread.
"Mini holiday?" Shinou smiled with a slight chuckle, his eyes twinkling,
"Could you pass the bread please?" Murata asked bitingly and Yuudai paused his munching to look at the sage with a sly smile. Shinou hoped he wasn't about to pull any funny business, he really hadn't been lying when he said Yuudai would never answer a straight question and he also hadn't been lying when he said that his Azalea and Yuudai wouldn't get along.
"I could" Yuudai replied before he continued eating.
Murata grit his teeth,
"Then pass it!"
"I would but do you know the possibility there is that I could break a nail?"
"I really don't care Yuudai, just pass the bread!"
"Really Daikenja such grumpiness in the morning anyways the answer is-"
"Pass . the . bread!" Murata growled,
Yuudai grinned,
"I don't think it is in my best interest to do so because as soon as I pick it up not only could I break a nail or chip my nail polish you will snatch it from me upping the chance of either of the two misfortunes that could come to my precious nails"
"Your talons wouldn't break if a fifty ton weight dropped on them can you please just pass the bread" Murata sighed, he was still terribly tender after the other blonde had tricked him in such a cruel way.
"You are too far away I'm sorry I don't think I will"
Shinou sighed and slapped his head in frustration; he had known something like this would happen.
"Yuudai, pass me the bread please" Gwendal asked gruffly, he was expecting a fight and if need be he would simply reach over and grab the bread basket but he wanted to see if the other blonde simply felt like winding the double black up.
"Of course I would" Yuudai grinned handing the bread basket to Gwendal and Murata boiled,
"Why did you give it to him I asked first!"
"You did ask but Gwendal didn't ask he politely ordered me to pass the bread you gave me the choice by asking if I could pass the bread in which case I didn't want to pass you the bread, now if you have said pass the bread I would have given it to you. You really do need voice what you actually mean" he chirped.
Yuuri was sitting with his mouth open; he didn't think he had ever seen Murata look so annoyed, steam was almost pouring out of his ears in annoyance. Conrad and Shinou looked fairly amused and Wolfram slapped Yuuri on the back causing him to hiss but shut his mouth in the process.
"Why this has been a fabulous morning, thank you for the breakfast I think I shall go for a walk to reacquaint myself with the castle, it has been a long time. Do excuse me" he smiled before leaving the table.
Yuudai sat on a windowsill, his legs dangling out the window and Puca dozing by his side; it was so odd to be back there. In the room where he had first met the love of his life, in the room he had seen that giggling baby.
'You were right my love I was afraid and I did need to forgive, I will never forget the things of my past but I shall move past them just as you willed me to.'