Chapter 2: Something Must Be Wrong

It's not that I don't like him…Wolfram is very loyal and selfless when it comes to me. I feel that he would really give me anything I wanted. He cares about me a lot, but I've always seen him as a friend. I can't imagine life without him next to me, but I don't want to marry the guy! It's just too weird!

Yuuri sighed. I hurt his feelings again…He just wanted to teach me how to dance. I guess it's not that weird, I mean, it's not like we would be making out or anything. Maybe I should just let him teach me…Anything is better than this silence between us.

Yuuri walked through the castle halls in search of his blonde counterpart. Knowing him, he is sulking somewhere…that or torturing his troops. He figured it would be the latter, so he headed towards the training grounds. As the young king expected, there were many men on the verge of collapsing as Wolfram ordered them to continue their running.

Though Wolfram was tough on his troops, he never let them suffer alone. He was there running along with them, trying to work out his own frustrations. No matter how much he ran though, it never looked to Yuuri like he was tired. He was amazed at how long the blonde boy could run and fight without breaking a sweat. I guess after training for more than 70 years you have a high endurance rate. Yuuri watched many of the other soldiers faltering. I would guess that most of them are older than Wolfram since they are all demons…Why are they so tired?

Yuuri continued watching him for a while from a staircase. Wolfram had yet to notice his king observing him, so kept his soldiers at a fast pace. He was angry, but trying his best to control himself.

If I lash out again at him…It will only keep pushing him further away. Arg! Why doesn't he just give up and let me teach him! It's not like I'm asking him to do anything inappropriate. Why can't he trust me more? I've never given him a reason to distrust me have I?

Wolfram blinked as finally he felt eyes on him. He was trained to notice even the smallest glances from far away in order to become the soldier he is. He looked to his right and saw Yuuri staring at him from his spot on the staircase to the castle entrance. Yuuri quickly turned his head and looked away, knowing he had been caught. The blonde smirked to himself, and turned back to his training.

Despite what he says, he can't help but seek me out. I know he likes me more than he thinks he does, but how long do I have to wait for him to admit it?

Damn it! He saw me staring at him! He is going to kill me! Wait…why is he smiling?…oh no, what could he possibly be planning to do? Wait…now he looks sad again…His moods change so fast it's hard to keep up. He is like a girl in that aspect…well in more than just that aspect. He looks kinda like a girl…his hair is all long and shiny. His skin is delicate and flawless despite his background of war. AH! What the hell am I thinking? He isn't like a girl at all! He is quick to lose his temper, angry at…well everyone! I've trained with him a few times and he is quite a bit stronger than I am. He shouts more than he talks…

"What are you doing?" Wolfram interrupted his thoughts in an exasperated tone. Yuuri jumped up and laughed in his nervous manner.

"Uhm…" Was Yuuri's articulate reply. Wolfram rolled his eyes.

"Well then, if you aren't doing anything of importance perhaps you should return to your duties as king Heika." Wolfram retorted. Yuuri winced at the word 'Heika', he knew that it meant the blond was furious at him. Yuuri nodded in a dejected way, and walked towards the castle. Wolfram shook his head and returned to ordering his troops about.

What do I say to him? I know that he is mad, but apologizing will only take care of one of the problems. I can let him teach me dance lessons but…he might see it as an advancement in our 'relationship.' Yuuri signed paper after paper, not really reading what it was he was agreeing to.

"Heika." A voice echoed through the office. Conrad Weller stood in the doorway smiling. Yuuri smiled in return.

"I told you not to call me that Conrad. What is it?"

"Lady Cecilia asked me to fetch you. Something about dance lessons?" He inquired. Yuuri nodded and quickly stood up. Anything was better than staring at paperwork.

"Alright, let's go." Yuuri said and walked with Conrad towards the Great Hall. When Yuuri entered the room, he was greeted enthusiastically by Cecilia. He struggled out of her bear hug, and was briefed on the basic dance steps.

"So, the left foot steps back behind, as your partner's right foot steps into the place your foot just left." The queen explained. Yuuri stepped backwards and tripped over himself, he sprawled out onto his backside. Cecilia gasped, and a laugh was heard from the room's entrance.

Yuuri looked over to see Wolfram leaning against the doorway. The sun before the dusk shone off of the blond's hair making it glow in the darkness of the castle corridor. He entered the room with his elegant walk. A walk that exuded power and royalty. He knelt down beside Yuuri and smirked.

"You do know that there is nothing to trip over in this room correct?" Yuuri blinked a few times, staring into the emerald spheres that met his gaze. For a moment he was speechless. The blond boy looked at him curiously, then his face creased with worry when the double black had not responded.

"Yuuri? Are you alright?" Yuuri shook his head slightly to rid himself of his stupor and nodded.

"Y-yeah. I'm cool." He replied. Wolfram blinked, confusion crossing his features.

"Cool? Perhaps I should fetch your cloak?" He stood and offered his hand to Yuuri.

"No, that's uh…not what it means." Yuuri said, taking the offered hand and hoisting himself up. Wolfram looked totally lost, Yuuri kept forgetting that saying's on Earth weren't the same as those in Shin Makoku. Yuuri said he would explain the saying later, and the subject dropped. Wolfram released Yuuri's hand and walked to his mother's side.

"How is his dancing progressing?" Wolfram asked her. Yuuri sighed and walked over the a table on the other side of the room for a drink. He didn't want to hear that conversation. When he returned to where they were standing, Wolfram was standing with his arms crossed, and his mother had a mischievous grin.

"What?" Yuuri said.

"Mother says that you have yet to improve." Wolfram stated matter-of-factly. Yuuri stared at the floor.

"Therefore…From this point forward, I shall step in as your tutor. You have no choice in the matter. I happen to be the best instructor for this type of event. Especially so as you will likely be dancing with me throughout the night anyways." Yuuri thought about disagreeing, but then thought better of the idea.

"Alright." Yuuri reluctantly agreed. Wolfram was expecting an argument, so blurted out.

"You have no choice in the matter Yuuri, Mother said that I would be the…"

"I said alright Wolf." Yuuri repeated. The blond blinked, then cleared his throat in embarrassment as his cheeks reddened.

"Ah, well then, let us begin. Place your hands in the correct position." Wolfram said. Yuuri stepped up to him and placed his left hand on Wolfram's lower rib, and his right hand on Wolfram's collarbone. The blond sighed.

"Perhaps we should start from the very beginning." Wolfram said, moving Yuuri's hands into the correct positions on his hip and shoulder.

"Stand straight Yuuri, This dance is not for lazy people. It is a structured, elegant dance. Look at my eyes Yuuri, not at your feet." The lesson continued much in the same fashion for an hour. As much as Yuuri hated Wolfram's constant corrections and insults, he had to admit that the blond was a great teacher.

"Stop looking down." Wolfram reminded him.

"What if I fall again?" Yuuri asked, remembering what happened earlier when he fell on his backside.

"You won't." Wolfram said, as if it was obvious.

"I've already managed to fall three times today."

"You were not dancing with me."

"How is dancing with you going to stop gravity?" Yuuri said sarcastically.

"I will not let you fall." Wolfram stated confidently.

"No more questions Yuuri. Just do as I instructed you and you will have not problems. Relax, dancing may be structured, but it is also about flowing motions. Gliding across the floor rather than simply moving." Wolfram held his arms out and Yuuri stepped back into position.

"Look at me, not the floor. The rest will come naturally." The blond nodded to the violinist and she began to play. Wolfram took a step and just as he expected. Yuuri wasn't expecting it. The double black began to fall forward, but Wolfram stopped him by tensing his body. After Yuuri regained his composure, he started again. After a surprisingly short while, Yuuri caught on to the basic movement.

"I assumed you would learn rather quickly." Wolfram stated looking at the black haired boy lovingly. Yuuri blinked.

A compliment? From Wolfram? Ok who switched him out?

"Uhm, Thanks?" Wolfram seemed to realize that he had been staring and suddenly pulled away from Yuuri. The music stopped.

"Yes, well…I suppose we should end for the night. You nearly have it. I'll let mother resume your teachings tomorrow." Wolfram bowed his head respectfully.

"Good night Heika." The blond said before walking out of the room.

Yuuri was now beyond confused. Not only did Wolfram compliment him, but now he was being polite?

"Something must be wrong…" Yuuri reasoned.

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