The Noble moved to rest his head so all Yuri saw was silver hair. Like that they remained, silent, together for a long time as the young man gave up any reason to resist.
"Geez, have you ever heard of asking?" Yuri broke the tension. "Besides, you have the girls if you simply want consoling."
"I don't need a girl…I need you," Victor admitted, taking Yuri's hands to place them on his shoulders.
"What...gives? You're acting weird."
Fixated on Yuri around his wispy, silver bangs, Victor studied the young man's face with a longing expression before tightening his hold. "You look so similar," he whispered in awe.
Yuri was stumped. "What are you-?"
"Have you come back?"
Yuri shifted quickly out of surprise. "Hah? Hold it! What?"
In an act of desperation to the deadlock around his waist, Yuri took advantage of having free hands to begin pressing against Victor's face. Yuri's nails dug into the high cheek bones; the pain of which quickly got their attention.
"What?" Victor breathlessly asked, sounding shocked Yuri didn't want what was happening.
"What do you mean 'what'?!" The young man cried. "Who do I look similar to? What do you mean I have come back? What are you talking about?"
Victor dazed eyes transitioned to being focused to glinting almost dangerously. "You don't get to ask me that."
"You said this yourself!" Yuri defended. "Don't be mad with me. You're the one acting like a freak show!"
Victor scowled and roughly pushed the young man away. Yuri landed on his backside with a hard thud.
"Leave me be," Victor demanded.
Yuri felt the blood drain from his face. He wanted to move and follow the order gladly, but his body didn't. He felt compelled to stay, especially when he saw the pained expression on Victor's face before they dragged a hand over their chiseled features. It was silent while the Colbran's hand remained over their mouth, that is until Victor's eyes snapped, glaring, towards Yuri who was still on the ground.
Victor jumped to his feet. "Are you deaf? Get out!"
Yuri felt his whole body jolt into flight mode. Between the daggering eyes that began to glow to Victor's imposing figure, he wanted nothing more than to get out. Yuri didn't bother to close the study doors and ran.
'Idiot! You damn, idiot!' Yuri disciplined himself.
Yuri didn't stop until he had made it safely to his old sleeping quarters. Yuri barged into the room without knocking and slammed the door behind him. Upset and confused, Yuri took a few long strides to the left side of the room and began to hammer a fist into the wall. He ignored the pain in his hand for his chest felt worse. After the fifth or sixth punch, he lost count, he backed off from the wall.
"Arg! What was that all about?" Yuri cried. He plopped down on a nearby bed and ruffled the sides of his head with his fingers. He cringed and stopped immediately when pain shot through.
"Tch, ow…I should have used a pillow...
"Yeah, you should've," replied a nonchalant voice.
Yuri grabbed his chest out of fright. "Ah! Lutz! What the hell? When did you come in?"
"Did I surprise you? Sorry. Didn't mean to come in to see you throwing a fit."
Yuri swiped an arm across. "Shut up! And yes, I needed some privacy."
Lutz folded her arms. "What you shy?"
Yuri clenched his good hand. "Shut up, you don't know anything I am going through!"
Yuri next felt a sharp pain on his left cheek. Lutz kept her hand in the air, even after the young man had registered she had slapped him and put his own hand on his cheek.
"Are you done?" Lutz finally yet slowly returned her hand to her side, remaining just as unphased as ever. "I've had it up to here with your self-pity. For once, and recognize your heart before your dick. You got that?!"
Yuri had no reply, just gawked at her until he realized she was right.
Lutz folded her arms and sighed. "Breathe. Hold your head high. Carry on. Let me help you fix your hand."
For a while it was silent.
"You keep arguing against him," Lutz clarified. "I can't help but feel you're afraid of your own feelings."
'My feelings?' Yuri couldn't deny the obvious attraction. 'But it's all physical...I don't think there are feelings there…'
Yuri plopped himself onto the foot of the bed and held out his hand for her. "God…you are a blunt bitch, aren't ya?"
"Humph, no shit. You're almost transparent. Did you get into another fight?"
"W-Wow~" Yuri snorted and then got serious. "No, well, yes…kinda…he overreacted when I called him out when he said I looked like I someone else."
She blinked slowly. "Oh her…"
"Huh?"
Lutz shrugged. "You think the Master only likes men?"
Yuri looked down and away. "Don't want to know."
"Yes," Lutz answered for him.
"Yes, what?" Yuri couldn't help it again.
So Lutz continued. "He's been with w-"
Yuri covered his ears. "Ladeeladeela~! I don't need to hear it!"
There was silence so Yuri let down his hands.
"It was only twice," Lutz continued.
Yuri moved to recover his ears. "I am not listening!"
"He was recovering from a loss," Lutz continued with a louder voice, not caring if Yuri didn't want to hear or did.
Yuri became silent and froze for a moment before putting his hands back down from almost covering his ears.
"A…loss?" Yuri repeated slowly.
Lutz leaned in and studied Yuri's features closely.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" Yuri asked, shifting his stance.
"You know...you do look a lot like her."
Yuri tilted his head. "Who."
"Must be the eyes…" Lutz stepped back and waved a hand in dismissal.
"I think I can take a guess," Yuri confessed.
"I see…fine…venture away…"
This girl, woman, he lost her."
Lutz folded her arms shrugged again. "Well, anyone can guess that much I suppose."
Yuri folded his arms and held his chin thoughtfully. "Was she another Colbran Noble?"
"I said your eyes, remember? Colbrans always have dual colors."
"Okay...so he wasn't dating a fellow Colbran. Ms. Purple said it's not uncommon for humans and Colbrans to be intimate with each other so I assume it was a human girl then?"
"He wasn't dating her."
"Er…okay…"
Victor's silver hair came to mind just then….and then Yuuko's….
Yuri's eyes widened. 'No... way...'
"But he has kissed me, it doesn't make any sense!" He blurted, only to cover his mouth.
Lutz gave an ultra rare smile. "Knew it."
Yuri's ears burned. "B-But! I…was he was in love with his mom or something?!"
Finished wrapping, Lutz took a step back. "What? No, stupid! He had unrequited feelings for an Unwanted! He thought he could keep her hidden, but it was no use!" She loudly hissed.
Yuri could only gawk at her again.
'Losing her… it probably increased his motive to change things…he still scared the crap outta me though…'
"God you're frustrating," Lutz remarked, simmering back down from her blue moon outburst. 'Great. More secrets to keep.' Yuri thought. 'But…he probably didn't like how I came close to a sore subject…' Yuri shook his head.
His heart squeezed, but he ignored it as he was unsure.
