Chemistry

Fluorescence

The emission of electromagnetic radiation light by a substance that has absorbed radiation of a different wavelength.

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,116

Pairing: Kagome/Yuri Shibuya

The once engaged King of Shin Makkoku was once again…single.

He and Wolfram had, after a year and a half of betrothal, both agreed that they were nothing more than friends. The very same day, Wolfram announced his engagement to a pretty Nobleman's daughter by the name of Lyra.

When Yuri woke to see the sun shining through his curtains, he couldn't help but feel that something was going to happen. Something big. The dream he'd had was both mysterious and familiar. It had been of a girl with ebony hair and blue eyes, handing him a small flower and giggling at an expression on his face. He didn't recognize her, but he couldn't help smiling a little. He had been having the dream for over a year now, even during his and Wolfram's engagement.

OoO

Three years had since passed, and Wolfram and Lyra were expecting their first child. He continued to dream about her, and he often times tuned out meetings just to think about her.

All throughout the day, Yuri was constantly distracted by thoughts of a pretty, blue-eyed girl, one he could not name.

Is she someone from my world? If so, then why do I not remember seeing her? He could not help but feel as though he knew her from somewhere.

Suddenly, the doors to his study burst open, and Gunter crashed through, panting and red-faced.

"Your Majesty!" He huffed. Yuri raced over to his side.

"Gunter? What is it?"

Taking a moment to collect his breath, Gunter replied, "Your Majesty, there is a woman, with black hair, who has been badly injured. She was found just outside of the castle gates a mere moment ago. We think she may be from your birth world."

Yuri was hounded by images of the same blue-eyed girl and he rushed out of the room, heading for the infirmary.

Dashing through the doors, he stood, shocked as doctors and nurses swarmed the young woman. It was the same girl that had constantly invaded his thoughts!

As if something primal had rose up inside of him, his maryouku engulfed his body, transforming him into his demonic form. He was angered by the sight of her damaged body. His eyes clear, he stalked forward, his enormous aura thrusting everyone out of the room. Her body began to glow in reaction to his and a blue barrier surrounded the room.

He stood in a dark expanse, cold and shivering. It seemed as though he were there for hours, maybe even days. He lost all track of time as he slowly faded away, devoured by the darkness.

A bright light lit up his vision, temporarily blinding him. Once the spots had disappeared, he blinked in surprise. It was her! She stood, illuminated by an orb of light, from which he could see himself and her inside of the infirmary.

She smiled at him, earning a smile in response. She grabbed his hand and tugged. He dutifully followed after her into the orb, wishing he could have heard her voice. He was surrounded by warmth and her laughter. His body grew hot and the royal seal burned onto his forehead. It did not hurt though. Instead, a tingly, pleasant feeling filled him, and by the look of relief and joy on her face, along with the mark, he could tell that she was just as happy as he was feeling at the moment.

Conrad, Wolfram, Gwendal, and Gunter appeared in the doorway, looking on in worried fascination.

"You don't think he could hurt her do you?" Wolfram asked apprehensively.

Conrad shook his head. "When Yuri is in this form, the only thing he can think about is justice. She hasn't done anything to warrant punishment as far as I can see. And what of this barrier? The only one I know capable of this would be the Great Priestess Ulrike."

Gwendal nodded. "It is strange, for sure but—" Gunter cut him off.

"Look! Her wounds are healing!" They watched as their King's aura surrounded her, caressing her almost lovingly. "Is he—?" They stared in wonder.

Conrad gasped. Her eyes had opened, their orbs a brilliant blue with small specks of silver throughout them. "Yuri…?"

Yuri raised his hand to grasp hers as she sat up. He lowered himself to one knee as their auras intertwined, the royal mark coming to life on both of their foreheads.

"My lady."

She smiled gently. "My lord. I have waited so long to finally meet you." He almost purred at her melodic voice.

Standing, he brought her to her feet and enveloped her in an embrace, nuzzling her neck and breathing in her scent.

"I have as well. It has been too long. Far too long…Kagome." Something told him that this was her name, and by her grin, he could only guess that he was correct.

Conrad took a step forward. "Yuri? Who is she?"

They parted, and they all noticed as he kept one arm around her waist, not that she appeared to complain.

"This is Kagome. She is my destined."

His declaration caused mass confusion throughout the palace. How did she meet Yuri? How long had they known each other?

If they knew the answers to those questions, they would have been even more shocked. While the castle staff was running around, spreading the message, Yuri and Kagome had snuck off to his quarters to relax.

"Why do I feel as though I have known you my entire life, when it has only been but a year?" She placed a hand to his cheek and he leaned into her touch. He smiled and replied.

"Such is that of ford, a soul-mate." He was entranced by her eyes, which seemed to swirl with several different shades of blue.

"Serae senar saikatar, Sh'mai." Yuri murmured into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. I will inspire your greatest desire, beloved.

She blushed innocently as he leaned in closer. Nuzzling her neck once more, he nipped and sucked at the junction of her neck as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Finally. He thought.

"Yuri." She groaned. He smirked in a burst of male pride. Soon, so very soon, she would be screaming his name.

Ending his exploration of her shoulder, he kissed his way up to her lips, initiating their first kiss. It was hot and sensual, and yet gentle and loving. He couldn't remember ever feeling so…complete before, and he knew he would never feel otherwise for as long as he lived.

Breaking the kiss, Yuri rested his forehead against hers, their marks glowing in unison.

"Mi aime jou."

"Doset daram."

"S'agapo."

"Szeretlek."

"Taim i' ngra leat."

"Aishiteru...Kagome."