Facts of Our Lives

Disclaimer: I don't own KKM, and I'm not making any money off this.

a/n: Big thanks to my faithful reviewers AirKnitter, Wolfram von Bielefeld, and AsuraChan. I'm happy all of you like my story, and I hope you all hang in there and keep those lovely reviews coming. I need them to go on!

Fact: Each year, about 500,000 earthquakes occur in the world. About 100,00 of those can be felt, and about 100 of them cause damage.

Gwendal was not happy. At. All. His innocent baby brother had married the maou. They had consummated the marriage, and it upset him so much to even think that some man was violating his precious Wolfram every night. And every day. All the time. GAAHHHH! even his thoughts were screaming at him.

Before he ripped the king's head off he had to get away, somewhere he could blow off some steam. He ordered his horse to be readied in a gruff tone and set out north. He left a very confused Gunter behind to look after the kingdom's affairs. He decided to go towards the mountains that separated the Voltaire lands from the southern territories.

He stopped occasionally to walk his horse and rest his butt from the saddle leather. After a day's ride, he reached his destination: the Walde Valley gorge. His family had come here for generations to train their earth magic. It was full of rocks, and boulders, and nothing much else.

He gathered his magic together and released it on a large boulder, "GODDAMMIT! HE'S MY INNOCENT LITTLE BABY BROTHER!" The rock crashed into the side of the gorge and the resulting collision was earthshaking.

"WOLFRAM! I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU! YUURI SHIBUYA, IF YOU EVER HURT HIM, I WILL CRUSH YOU!" Gwendal released a large burst of energy into the hillside and it exploded from the force of the anger behind the spell. He carried on like that for hours before slumping to the ground from exhaustion. "damn double black menace. He better take care of him, or I'll bury him." he murmured to his horse.

Miles away in the Bielefeld Palace, the king felt an earthquake and pulled his wife into a door way, shielding him from the impending rubble that was sure to fall from the ceiling.

"Relax, Yuuri. It's just Gwendal. He must be mad about something." Wolf brushed it off.

"Gwendal? He's causing the earthquake?" he couldn't quite comprehend it.

"Yeah, he's the cause of all the earthquakes here in Shin Makoku."

"Oh. Okay then." they began the walk into the banquet hall.

Back in the gorge, Gwendal mounted his horse and they began the trip back to the castle, feeling less stressed than earlier.

I hoped you liked this chapter. Please read and review. Thank you!