Here I am again. Pretty much known as the one with the sloooooooooow updates. Well I started thinking since my chapters were getting so long and all.. I'll split them in parts! So here is the first part of chapter 4 called : Le yeux vert (means green eyes, everything just sounds so much better in French, doesn't it?)
Ok I guess the warnings are known and all. One thing though the relationship between the characters are different for example; Gwendal is the stepbrother instead of the real son of Cheri but you'll see that in future chapters. Just so you know this might confuse you a little.
In this chapter you'll finally read about Yuri and what kind of men he has become.
There might be some major OOC'ness though.
Thanks go to the ones that reviewed and just everyone that read this:
wind-master-redmoon : No she isn't. Wolfram in this story is half-demon you see he just can't use magic. That's one of the things why he is an outsider. You'll find out about the half-demon stuff in later chapters. Yes Yuri and Wolfram are going to meet in this chapter but not in this part of the chapter. Sorry! I'll try to hurry up a bit.
phantome101 : Aaah thank you! I'm glad it wasn't boring:D Sorry for the spelling mistakes. I hope I did better in this chap.
Yuuram88 : Thank you! I know I was a bit long with Wolfram's past but all that I wrote was necersarry, in my opinion that is.
Death To Haru : Really? Thank you for letting me know:D
priestessmykala : I'm sorry for any confusion. It all will soon fall in place. I hope. Well the really fast update didn't work outXD Try to move it up a bit from now on, since I'm not posting whole chapters anymore.
Well enjoy if you can…..
The men we've become
Les yeux vert ; part 1
Noises of load Laughter and happy barking filled the air around the green fields. A place were the flowers and mushrooms were growing an inch each day. The leaves of the trees were dancing happily in the light breeze and the birds cheered and created there nests for the soon to come offspring. The spring was on his way. Which was obvious in the demon kingdom, it looked even more peaceful than it usual was.
That was to the ones who didn't know the way of live amongst the people who lived on its fair lands.
"Good boy! Konrart over here" a young boy waved to a slightly older man.
He was caught up playing with his new found friend, a golden retriever who was more than happy to play along and run trough the untouched green fields. The grass grew high and reached all the way to the boy's waist. Which made him completely disappear when he landed on the ground playing with his little friend.
"Heika! Heika!" a familiar lavender beauty sprinted past the brown haired Konrart and almost had a look of desperation on his face. He was holding on to a black jacket "please heika! put on your noble colours! You can't be seen in the open with commoner clothes and.. stop rolling around in the dirt!! Please the people can't see you so carefree it will ruin your image!!"
"What image?" The black haired boy asked oblivious while lying underneath a playful retriever.
"oooow! Animal you can't touch him! Get off of Heika!, the boldness!" he said while he shoved the dog of his precious Heika.
The boy sat up in the grass with his legs crossed enjoying the show of his overly protected advisor just as Konrart, who had caught up with the other two.
"And heika how could you ask that! The image of a strong and powerful Maou that is strict! What should they think of you now!"
"But Gunter.." Gunter's Heika puts on a fake but effective pout while looking up at his advisor "you like me for being so kind, nice and carefree. The people probably think I'm a healthy handsome boy with noble colours just like you always tell me I am"
Konrart held one hand in front of his mouth hiding the giggles that slipped out. He couldn't help himself it was a rather funny expression on his former teachers face. No matter what issue, that poor man was never able stand up to the boy.
"Heika.. I I know but.. only for appearance it couldn't hurt to look a bit threatening"
The dog was now begging Konrart for some attention and he roughly ruffled the dogs hair while looking at the boy who was still sitting in between the long grass "Yuri! I think Gunter has a point let's go ba.."
"Konrart! How dare you call Heika by his first name, we're not in the palace!!"
"Calm down Gunter" The brown haired soldier was smiling his ever charming smile. "There isn't any one around at the moment and the inn's owners should be used to our customs by now"
The lavender haired man gave away a big sigh thinking he'll once will get wrinkles, just as Lady Cheri had warned him about, dealing with the Shin Makoku's highest nobles "I just want every thing to go right"
"We know Gunter" Yuri said, putting his black jacket on over his half buttoned broken white blouse. "Let's go back" he said getting up and patting Gunter's back for comfort while winking at the brown haired man. The poor beauty was going to have a break down one of those days with all that pointless worrying.
The four of them went back to the small inn up on one of the hills. The little motel was situated in a rather abandoned place perfect for royalty on the road to stay in. There were a few villages close by but there weren't much people crossing over the hills. Most people would just stay here for the view and the peace. A little relaxation away from the hard work as the winter had been very troublesome for a lot of people.
Konrart and Yuri were seated on a small round wooden table, while waiting for their dinner to be served. The advisors, soldiers and other employments of the Blood Pledge Castle that came along were all busy with planning and discussing things. His two most important advisors had this morning returned from exploring villages their King was going to visit. Just to be safe.
"When will they finally stop dancing around each other" Yuri said while he pointed his pint at the direction of a blushing Gunter and a very masculine but also grumpy Gwendal. They were probably discussing something political.
"Ah, when Gwendal will stop the act and start busying himself in the affairs of love"
The black haired King chuckled "Yeah that's right. Gunter seems most eagerly though"
"As he always is"
"You don't have to tell me" Yuri rolled his eyes dramatically.
His eyes wondered of to a girl who was cleaning the tables. She was pretty; light brown hair braided in two separate braids with a little hat on the top of her head. She wore a simple white dress but still looked delicate "wow she's pretty"
Konrart was the one to chuckle this time "yes she is. But a little to young, don't you say?"
"For you"
"You really got your eyes fixed on the pretty ones these days, ha?"
"Can you blame me? Your mother raised me." He said with a slight blush on his face.
"Our mother"
Dinner was finally served. The waiter apologised for the wait and bowed respectfully. He had blue turquoise eyes and short brown hair, a slender build wearing a brown with green uniform.
"He is gorgeous.. they do have beautiful people around here" Yuri said taking a sip of the creamy soup.
"yes they do.. Why don't you go and talk to him" Konrart said while pointing his head at the other boy's direction.
"W hat.. are you crazy?? now way" The black haired king slipped down his chair a little more with a pink blush painted on his face.
"Well you are after all, I quote you, a healthy handsome Maou. Who could say no" The brown-haired man said with a gentle smile.
"I I just .. don't"
"Why are you so shy? You always look at beautiful people tell me about it and then blush yourself to death afraid if someone else hears you"
"Well if its you .. you know.. But I don't.. I just don't feel like having a relationship with one of those people"
"Ah my little brother is waiting for that one special person" The man laughed at the naïve boy.
Yuri glared at Konrart and then started blushing some more ".. I guess .."
His face changed to a more concentrated one "Konrart.. lately I've been having these weird dr.."
"Heika" The stoic looking man, Gwendal, came up to the table "I'm sorry to inform that the plan's have changed. We're going to return to the Castle"
"What? But we still have two cities to go to!"
"I'm afraid it's not safe anymore. Doelder has gotten to dangerous at the moment and I don't trust your safety in the small villages around the town either"
"Why?" The young Maou frowned in disappointment. This was not one of those things he could pout his way out off.
"You know that Gunter and I have been to the place. We've seen the rebels with our own eyes they probably have spies all around too, seeing how much we got bothered during a simple dinner" Gwendal said, remembering a girl who asked more questions than she should have.
"I see.. but I don't think it's fair! We were going to visit all places in the kingdom" Yuri wasn't not going to show how disappointed he was. This tour trough to the kingdom was meant to meet the normal people, get to know them and see how he could help them from his throne. It didn't seem fair at all to just skip some towns.
"It wouldn't be fair if those people would lose their king now would it?" The stoic man said, his dark blue eyes shooting fire balls at his irresponsible king. Though the black eyes starring sadly back made him soften up inside for a tiny bit. He knew what his king was thinking about and the boy-king even had a point. He sighed "Don't worry we'll be back, we can always visit again if it's safer"
A small smile appeared on Yuri's face, that was at least something "but what about Edion?"
"We'll have to go trough Doelder to be able to reach that town so it just not possible. I.. am sorry Heika" He did feel sorry for him and just like everyone he didn't like to see the young Maou sad "If you want we can stay here for a little longer "
The boy's smile widened "That would be great! Thank you Gwendal"
His advisor bowed his head slightly so he could make his own growing smile invisible to all the eyes that stared at him. He wasn't going to show it but it was nice to see that boy so happy.
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When he was getting out his slumber he realised he wasn't in the right bed. This one was softer, more warmer and something wasn't right. His eyes opened and instead of his own small room he woke up in a more luxurious room. Still small but lovely decorated with a large window.
He sat up, the bed he was laying in was bigger than his own. The spread was dark red and thick, it was so warm he didn't want to get up.
Memories slowly appeared in his head piece by piece. His hand covered his eyes like in that way he could hold away the tears. Which he could, he really didn't want to remember.
The door to his room opened and a old lady dressed in dark blue dress stepped inside the room. Her hair, as always, held up in a messy knot and her lips pressed together in a firm pout.
He sighed, he was half expecting his father or Robert to walk trough that door.
"So you are finally awake" She said moving closer to his bed.
"How.."
"Don't you remember? Yesterday morning I opened my door and got the shock of my live. You were lying in front of my house covered in mud looking like a rotting corpse" She said looking at him strict.
The blond boy looked at his hands playing nervously together. He didn't remember walking towards here. Why would he come to this place. The look the woman was giving him only made him more nervous and the only thing he knew to say was to apologize.
The old woman didn't react on his sorry but her eyes told him that it was ok. "I'm going to get you something to eat" then she left.
He really didn't remember coming over here. The last thing he could remember was his sister standing in the rain, her lips were moving but he couldn't recall what she said.
He threw his hands in his hair, it wasn't important. He laid back down under the covers again. She could only have said something that would've hurt him anyway. But still he didn't feel comfortable not knowing what his sister said to him.
He realised that he was dressed in a nightshirt and pants, both made of soft material that touched his skin gently. He was also clean, his skin was soft and there was no dirt. Wasn't he covered in mud? Didn't she just tell him that? The only thing he could smell was the slight scent of sweat. His cheeks turned to pink and the colour spread its way over his entire face. He just woke up so.. she must have washed and dressed him.
At that thought she stepped into the room again with a tray of several sorts of food. Her eyebrows rose when she saw his face, flushed to his neck. She shook her head and decided not to ask.
"I didn't know what you'd like." She said as she placed the tray on his lap after he sat up straight "that's why I brought some of everything; tea, soup, bred, honey tomato's, honey and a slice of chicken. I can't bring you anything else since you've been sick, if you were wondering. I think I told you last time that it wasn't a good idea to fool around in the rain."
He looked at the food and then at the woman. No one ever cared for him that way. If he was sick he was just pushed out of bed to do his choirs but nobody ever brought him food. It actually made him feel uncomfortable to take it. Like he wasn't suppose to do so. He wasn't worth to be taken care off.
The woman studied his face and if she could read his mind said "It's ok, you can eat now"
He hesitated before he took a piece of bread, chewing on it slowly and looked at the old lady. "Why are you doing this"
Her strict face softened a bit "Because not everyone is like your family. I could either bring you to your parents and read about your death the next day or keep you safe. That's an easy choice for anyone with a soul."
The corner's of the blond boy's mouth slightly lifted "thank you"
"Eat up. You need your strength cause you can't stay. I think you understand that" Her face was back to normal and she left the room.
He nodded. Then his appetite struck him and he lashed himself at the tray.
It was obvious he couldn't stay. That would not only be dangerous for him but also for her and he wouldn't want for anything to happen to her. If his parents found out that he's still in the village and if they would make the choice to take action... He could be burned or hanged as a heretic or just for being an elf-child .
The next day she had given clean clothes and a little supply of food. He was ready to finally leave this place.
"If it wasn't for that woman Ferle. I could have had a live similar to normal" He said a bit frustrated.
"You still don't want to leave? I never understand why you haven't left sooner." The woman said going trough the closet in the front room.
"I don't even understand.." He said looking down at the floor
"She hasn't always been that way. We were friends when we were younger than this rich man came in town and guess what he picked me to be his bride instead of her."
"Classic.." He said with a small laugh
"She cared more for money than anything, so missing that in her live she grew bitter. A shame she would've been perfect for him. You bit him when you were baby." She said when she walked towards him. It was since that day she took an interest in the boy however he didn't need to know that. "take this" She said as she gave him a small bundle and a green stone.
"Malachiet? I'm not pregnant!" He said as he took the stone and then the bundle
"That's what I thought. It was buried in your hands when I found you. But Malachiet isn't only for pregnant women. It's a very powerful stone, who can also be used as a good luck charm"
He frowned while looking at it. Malachiet; an emerald green stone with darker and lighter shades. He rubbed his thumb over the smooth surface and then puts it in his back. He decided to think about how he got it later.
"What is this?" He said as he opened the bundle and found five silver coins.
"How do think you are going to survive without money?"
"I can't take this, it's to much!" The blond boy lifted his hand in order to give it back. Five silver coins were enough to feed a whole family for months.
"It's nothing to me, take it. As you can see I do not suffer from poverty" Her eyes hardened and there was no chance that she would take it back.
The blond looked at the bundle for a while, he shook his head a little as he lifted his gaze towards her "I .. I don't know how to thank you for everything."
A smile crept up to her mouth that seemed so uncharacteristic, a little nod followed
"Goodbye Ruben"
So that's it for now. euhm.. review? Thank you.