So... I think I'm doing pretty well with this whole "updating" thing. Granted, this is only the second chapter, but still...
This chapter and the chapters from now on will be a time reverse-leap, if that makes sense. We're heading back in the timeline.
-A Few Months Earlier-
The sun shone with a mocking intensity, and the sky was painted a rich blue, with no clouds in sight. The perfect weather was gently beckoning the king, who was currently labouring underneath a mountain of paperwork. Yuuri desperately wished to go outside. It would be easy. He could just walk out right now and go play baseball, or just simply sit on the lush fields and be content with the wind brushing against his face. It's not like Gwendel chained him to his desk and was holding him at gunpoint. Yuuri smiled, it seemed like something Gwendel would be capable of doing. Of-course, he'd never actually hurt the king, much less fire the gun; the older man was much softer than he looked. Unfortunately, Yuuri still stayed glued to his seat. He was no longer the boy he was a couple years ago when he first arrived in Shin Makoku. He has grown even more into the position of king, and now understands just how necessary and important his duties are, even if they can bore someone to death. Yuuri decides that the changes these papers will enforce will be worth his personal sacrifice, and so he doesn't stop his hand from writing. That is, until he hears a soft knock on the door, along with a very familiar voice.
"Heika?"
Yuuri grinned, his soldier always seemed to have the perfect timing. "Who? I'm sorry, but I think you've got the wrong room."
"Oh, I see. My mistake. I'm sorry to have disturbed you."
Yuuri waited for the soldier's continuation of their banter, but only silence was heard. Yuuri contemplated if the older man had left. However, if the man didn't leave, the double black surely didn't want to be the one to give in. After all, he didn't like losing. So he continued dipping his pen into the ink bottle, signing sheets and doing paperwork. He checked his clock again, a whole 10 minutes have passed. Surely, the soldier wouldn't wait outside his door for this long? He probably really did think he had knocked on the wrong room, and left. Or maybe he misinterpreted Yuuri's teasing as a sign of the king not wanting to be bothered? Thoughts ran wild in the the double black's head, and soon he found himself unable to focus. Curiosity was eating away at him. Sighing, he decided that he might as well go see for himself, and get rid of the cause of his distraction. Slowly, he got up and walked towards the door, and gently pried it open, only to have a tan uniform blocking his vision. He looked up to see a certain someone trying very hard to keep a straight face (The years spent in this magical world were not wasted, as they have made him an expert in reading the soldier). The king breathed out an exasperated breath, not believing the amount of dedication and perseverance the knight had.
"Fine! You win…"
The soldier only smiled, "Yuuri, may I please come in?"
The king just stared at him, "You're crazy, Conrad." And he opened the door wider, beckoning for the lord to enter.
Yep this chapter was pretty short. But that's alright, because the next one is on its way to speak. This story will probably have the most chapters out of all of my fics. There's just so many things that need to happen in order for the plot to be whole.
Anyways I hope you liked this update, I tried to make it playful and fun.
