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A/N::: I was re-reading chapter 12 and I want to point out that ¾ is really - just Fanfiction messed it up. Sorry. The - means they don't finish what they started to say.

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Yuuri felt his neck beginning to cramp and his butt felt numb so he stood, he had been thinking for more than an hour and couldn't piece together why he needed to be back in time again.

Looking to his left where Wolfram's bedroom door was located. The blonde had told him to leave but sadly for Yuuri, as Yuuki, he had no other place to go.

Getting up, Yuuri knocked on the door then wondered what time it was. The door opened and Wolfram opened the door, his blue uniform jacket was off but his white undershirt was on. "I told you to leave."

Yuuri rolled his eyes. "Why?" Wolfram didn't reply immediately, he only stared at the boy with narrowed emerald eyes.

"Do you live with your head in the dirt? You know nothing, do you?" Wolfram snapped, he didn't want to be mean, especially to Yuuki but what choice did he have?

If Yuuri came back and Conrad just happened to share that Wolfram liked Yuuki…Wolfram shook his head. He didn't know if the wimp would care or not but he didn't feel like risking it.

Yuuri blinked. "What are talking about? What don't I know?" As soon as Yuuri asked, he knew what Wolfram was aiming at.

Last time 'Yuuki' was here, they had kissed, and since Yuuri as Yuuri was here and they were engaged, Wolfram didn't want to end up cheating on him with him…

That was lame and you know it.

Blood! I can't believe you sent me back in time! What for?

You need to learn better jokes. Blood continued, not answering the young king in the slightest.

Yuuri narrowed his eyes as Blood taunted him mentally, Wolfram watched Yuuki but said nothing. He was acting as if he were talking but nothing came from his mouth.

"Look Yuuki…" Wolfram closed his eyes and touched his forehead with the palm of his hand. Sighing, he looked him in the eye. "Just…leave, go back to wherever it is you live."

Wolfram began to shut the door but Yuuri stopped him. "Are you bipolar or something?"

There was a small pause but before Wolfram could snap, Yuuri continued. "Last time I was here we were great friends and now your acting like you hate me, what is with you?"

Emerald eyes fell away to look at the floor, then narrowed. "We're done…" Wolfram murmured softly, though Yuuri didn't understand and asked, "What?"

How stupid can he be? His gaze locked on Yuuki, eyes narrowed. "I'm engaged to the new Maou, we, you and I, are done, now leave!…go back home." Wolfram's voice fell away after leave and he closed his door, leaving 'Yuuki' in the hall.

Figure out what you need to do?

Blood, can't you just tell me for once?

Giving you the answers would serve you no gain.

I hate you.

Here's a hint…Wolfram in this time loves Yuuki…

But I am Yuuki…

He doesn't know that …

Yuuri stood staring at Wolfram's bedroom door. That was what he was here to do? Made sense now…kind of.

Black eyes widened. Of course! Since Wolfram loved Yuuki he couldn't love Yuuri, which would complicate things when Yuuri told Wolfram how he feels.

Wait…

This is you and Murata's fault for sending me back in time in the first place!

You had to realize your love for him and that was the only way.

How do I get Wolfram to love Yuuri? Yuuri sighed. He was talking in third person…but he knew what he meant.

Never thought to think that far.

WHAT? Yuuri's hand curled into a fist and he shut his eyes, praying not to kill Blood the next time he saw him. Again, Yuuri took a seat by Wolfram's door and attempted to think of something.

Murata walked down the halls of the temple, he didn't have a destination in mind, in fact, the reincarnated sage was in a daze. Murata's acted that way ever since Gisela had confirmed that he was pregnant.

At first, she didn't know who could of gotten the sage pregnant when he was bound to Shinou and since Shinou was not of this world…

Murata's steps slowed and soon, he stopped walking completely. Leaning his weight on the wall, he closed his eyes, sliding down the wall to sit on the stone floor of the Temple.

He felt depressed and he wouldn't deny it, he couldn't. His heart hurt and he wanted to cry and hit something. He, though didn't want to admit it to others let alone himself, but he missed Shinou, he wanted to see the damn king no matter how hard he tried to convince himself he didn't.

Pulling his knees to his chest, he wrapped his arms around his legs and hugged them tightly. Hiding his face in his arms, he took a deep breath to keep from crying.

A hand rested gently upon Murata's bowed head. The hand was strong, warm, and familiar even. "Relax my sage. Do not cry."

Dark brown eyes widened but he didn't look up. To afraid to. Not of who was there but of if it was a tick of the mind and heart. "Murata…" The voice was soft and gentle, the word tickled the young sage's ear as Shinou moved closer to his sage.

Murata lifted his head, glairing at the blue-eyed king before him. But his glare didn't live long, he saw the concern within the depths of his brilliant blue eyes. Unable to glare, Murata turned his face away from the Original King.

Thinking the Original King would try to pull some perverted stunt, Murata planned out what he would yell at him, but to Murata's surprise, Shinou sat in front of him with his leg crossed and gently pulled Murata onto his lap, wrapping his arms are the young boy.

Murata knew he shouldn't snuggle up to the bastard but he couldn't find the strength or want to put up a fight.

He leaned himself against Shinou's chest and pressed his face into Shinou's neck. Accepting and enjoying the feel of being so close to Shinou without him being a sadistic pervert.

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Wolfram and his soldiers ran laps around the castle and Wolfram didn't seemed fazed by the work, Yuuri assumed that it was because the blonde had grown up around the military alongside his brothers.

His soldiers looked ready to topple over, Yuuri wondered how long they had been running. He listened to many of the men whine, asking Wolfram for a break, who ignored them.

Yuuri sat, in his disguise, and presently thought of as Yuuki, on the stone steps outside. He as himself was in his world and he had a day left till he as himself returned.

The soldiers looked over at him as the neared passing the steps and silently asked for help. Yuuki shrugged and looked sympathetic and sorry for them, but couldn't think of a way to help them.

"Why not give them," and yourself "a break?" Yuuri called to Wolfram, who shot him a glare as he slowed to a stop in front of him.

The soldiers fell to the ground, wiped out and tired. Wolfram, hands on hips, narrowed his emerald eyes towards them.

"Pathetic, get out of my sight!" Wolfram ordered, the men left, even though they were tired, they didn't risk being set on fire by the Mazoku.

Wolfram turned his glare on Yuuki who winced away, smiling nervously. "You really shouldn't be so tough on them, they're only human."

The blonde prince lifted an eyebrow. Yuuri sighed. "You know what I mean."

"I believe I told you to go away." Wolfram bit out though clenched teeth, walking past Yuuri who followed him inside.

"Um…I can't…not yet anyway."

Wolfram didn't reply, didn't want to. He didn't understand Yuuki, not anymore, and now, he was wondering if he ever had understood.

Yuuri thought about telling Wolfram right out that he was the Maou but… "What?" Yuuri asked, he had been lost in his thoughts so he didn't catch what Wolfram had said.

"My room. Stay out." Wolfram shut the door in Yuuri's face, who immediately got angry, then somehow, knew that this must be how Wolfram feels when he would kick the blonde out.

Yuuri shut his eyes and took a deep breath. He had to make Wolfram realize he as Yuuki was really Yuuri…otherwise they wouldn't have a future and Wolfram would always be upset…

"Wolfram! Open the door, we need to talk!" Yuuri ordered, refusing to be shut out.

No answer.

Yuuri clenched his teeth and his hands tightened into fists, his eyes shut. How can he be so… infuriating!

"Anissina…what is that?" Greta's voice shook and she took a step back, brown eyes glued to a large metal box the size of a washer. A large antenna was attached to the top in the center. It was turned off but it wasn't any less scary.

The woman called Anissina smiled at her invention, her blue eyes bright and happy, excited even. "My latest work!"

"What is it supposed to do?" Greta asked, not sure what the contraption was for let alone called.

Anissina sighed, hands on her hips. She turned her head to look at Greta and winked. Blinking, Greta didn't understand but had a feeling she'd know later.

A/N::: Short but updated. Keep the final scene (Anissina and Greta's scene) in mind because this ties into something that will up much later on. ^-^

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