• 1-I can't make you love me
• 2-Flaws and all

I can be really mean towards you… I'm a puzzle yes indeed… Ever complex in everyway

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Still water runs deep, was the thought running through the youngest son’s mind as he gazed across the lake. It was the very same lake that 4000 years ago Cristel Wincott had used as his transport medium to Earth accompanied by the fourth box, The Mirror at the Bottom of the Sea, and established the first Mazoku lineage on Earth. Through the diligent research conducted by Gunter, the location of the lake had been discovered in Erhard Wincott’s diary and conveniently became Wolfram’s favourite thinking ground. Here, he did not have to worry about being interrupted as the guards posted by Gwendal to guard this National Heritage, as proclaimed by King Yuri, made sure to divert any errant stragglers away from him.

He was contented and mentally prepared to spend the entire morning being completely idle and giving him and Konrad some time to recover from their morning argument when an extraordinary thing happened. The surface of the lake, which only seconds ago was still as glass, began to ripple out and waves began to form from its center. Not knowing of any creatures in its depth that could do such a thing, Wolfram quickly leapt to his feet, his sword unsheathed and his mind raced to begin imagining what was causing the disturbance. Any thought of summoning the guards were put on hold, as he did not want to be made a fool if it did turn out to be a harmless creature.

They laugh enough at me as it is, he thought bitterly but any further thoughts were cast aside when the mysterious creature gave a sudden leap, causing a cascade of giant sizes waves to fan out and drench him thoroughly. Shocked beyond actions, Wolfram could only stand there in his water heavy uniform, water dripping down his face into his eyes and mouth to stare dumbly at a giant Kotsugyozoku.

“What is a Kotsugyozoku doing away from Ondine’s forest” he cried out startled. And more so, when did the boney fish come attached with a Demon King?! “Yuri?!”

“Wolfram von Bielefeld! I find it extremely offensive and downright insulting that you would deem yourself better than your king! Is this the kind of loyalty you are showing me?!” The Maou’s voice boomed across the lake. In a swift move, the King jumped off the fish and gracefully flipped to land before Wolfram. A moment of silence as the giant boney fished disappeared back under the water, with a lot less flare that its arrival.

“Well? What do you have to say for yourself?” he said again, his snake slit eyes piercing into Wolfram’s soul. Immediately the fire Mozaku dropped to his knees, his sword on the ground before him.

“Your majesty, of course I do not think myself better that you. I apologize for whatever it is I have done to offend you,” cried Wolfram duly subdued. While he would confront Yuri head on, in Maou mode Wolfram would not be so bold. Yuri was after all just a wimp, this was the king!

“Then why aren’t you at Shinou’s temple waiting for me like a good fiancée?” Yuri asked again, this time in his light hearted manner and when Wolfram dared a glance up, he saw the Maou had gone and in his place a cheeky boy. Suddenly realizing that he had been teased, Wolfram jumped to his feet his eyes blazing with anger.

“Yuri you WIMP!” he yelled grabbing his sword and ready to do bodily harm to Yuri. Yuri quickly stepped back and placed his hands before him in a placating manner.

“Now, now Wolf, put that down before you hurt yourself,” or me, more importantly, he thought to himself.

“Are you saying I can not handle a sword? That I am so incompetent I would injure myself!?” Wolfram yelled, his anger so great his whole body was trembling. Yuri seeing that he may have pushed Wolfram’s buttons too hard, quickly gave in.

“No, no. I know your skills Wolf, they’ve saved me too many time for me to doubt them. I just want to know why you didn’t want to welcome me back,” Yuri said gently, hoping that Wolfram would calm down. He was successful when the blond sheathed his sword and looked away, anger no longer marring his features.

“Why? Konrad is there, that should be enough” was the sullen answer. Yuri had to admit he wasn’t surprised. The blond’s feelings towards his half brother always did blow hot and cold. But somehow, he felt there was a lot more unsaid in that sentence. He would investigate the issue further but now it was about him and Wolfram and re-establishing their relationship.

“I wanted you there, Wolf,” he said, and Wolfram was a little startled at the nickname but did not contest it much to Yuri’s delight.

“Well, I didn’t feel like it. I would’ve seen you at the castle, it’s no big deal,” Wolfram said shrugging slightly and turned slightly away from Yuri to gaze at the once again still lake surface. He did not react when Yuri approached him though his heart began to pound unsteadily and at first he wanted to push Yuri away and call him wimp but decided against it instead. But when the slender fingers made its way to caress his cheek, Wolfram couldn’t help but to suddenly jerk away from Yuri. In his embarrassment, he turned fully away from Yuri’s sight.

“Wolf, please,” Yuri said, and grabbed Wolfram’s upper arm forcing him to face Yuri again. Yuri took a minute to gaze at the beautiful man before him, whose beauty was rivaled only by the kindness within. Yuri felt a sense of gladness that he was the few to understand Wolfram and to be able to see and experience his compassionate side. To know that under all the bratiness and selfishness was a shy soul, hiding behind an egotistic façade for fear of being rejected.

“Wolf why weren’t you there?” he asked again softly.

“Because you don’t want me,” was the answer and Yuri knew Wolfram meant that in more ways that just being there to greet him. At that moment, Yuri would have willingly allowed Ao to kick him for his stupidity. He could only hope he wasn’t too late.

“Wolf, I…” unable to any anything else, Yuri decided to pull him into a hug instead. Winding his arms tightly around the slender waist, Yuri aligned their bodies until a ray of light couldn’t pass through. It amazed him to feel how another man’s body could fit perfectly into his, that he didn’t need to feel the press of soft breasts against his chest to feel utterly aroused. And he was. Sudden flashes of Wolfram’s creamy white skin flashed through his mind and how it all was pressed intimately against his. The emotions that he had bottled up for so long erupted into three words.

“I love you,” and with that confession the world stood still in abated breath for the response from the youngest son. What no one or thing expected was for their precious Maou to be shoved rudely onto the soft ground and the young prince, the champion of the king’s heart to suddenly turn and stomp away. It took Yuri several seconds to recollect himself and for him to understand what had happened. Wolfram had rejected his admission of love and walked away.

Something Yuri was quick to understand as he had done it so many times to the blond. This was why he knew how false the rejection was. In a heartbeat, Yuri was back on his feet and in a burst of sudden speed; he caught up with the retreating blond and forced him to turn and acknowledge Yuri.

“Nice try, Wolf, but unlike you, I’m not letting you go until we’ve discussed this rationally,” said Yuri only to be answered with a sneer.

“This isn’t one of your many peace treaties Yuri. I am not some country that needs to be pacified with false words.” Wolfram spat out, his tone low and angry. “and what did you mean ‘unlike me’ wimp?!” Wolfram added after a beat. Yuri released a soft chuckle at the abrupt change of topic. Just like his Wolfram to tackle so many topics in a single breath.

“Firstly, I know you’re not a peace treaty, I would have sent Gunter otherwise, and secondly I meant that if you’d hang on harder to me and not let me run away from you we’d have reached this point a lot sooner,” he clarified.

“This point?” Wolfram asked curiosity temporarily chilling his anger to ambers.

“Yes, this point where you and I declare our undying love and live happily ever after,” Yuri answered and closed off with his patented bright smile. To describe Wolfram’s pole-axed expression at Yuri’s words would do it no justice. But the surprised feeling soon gave way to anger and it was only pure luck that Yuri was quick to dodge the fireball heading for his head. He rolled on the ground, then quickly rose to his feet in anticipation of another attack. True to his thoughts, Wolfram was bracing himself to release another fireball.

“Do you think this is funny? Who put you up to this? It was Konrad, wasn’t it? He would be the only reason you’d even contemplate declaring love to another male!” Wolfram shouted as the ball of fire grew in his palm. While eyeing the ball warily, Yuri raised his arms in protest.

“No, Wolf, no one put me up to anything. I’m here fore me, for us!” Yuri shouted back.

“Stop saying that! There is no us! I release you from this false engagement!” Wolfram yelled. Yuri’s face paled at his words. He didn’t want that.

“No! I don’t want that! Not anymore, I want to marry you, Wolf” Yuri pleaded.

“LIAR!” Wolfram shouted.

Yuri could see that Wolfram was almost beyond listening to reason. The pain his saw in the man’s eyes, in his posture spoke volumes of how much suffering he’s had to endure due to Yuri’s thoughtlessness. Not willing to be the source of Wolfram’s pain any longer, Yuri, ignoring the increasing in size fireball, hurled himself towards the blond and tackled him onto the ground. In his shock, the fireball extinguished itself and Wolfram found himself pinned underneath Yuri, his arms and legs immobile as the king wrapped all four limbs tightly around him and buried his face in the blonde’s neck.

“Yuri! Get off me! Wimp, I said get off!” Wolfram’s shouts and struggles were to no avail as Yuri remained as he was. Wrapped tightly around the man he loved. Warmth spread across his body as the thought entered his mind. Only when Wolfram had ceased to struggle did Yuri look up into the emerald eyes.

“Please Wolf, just listen to me. Please, give me that,” Yuri pleaded, his onyx eyes burnt deep into Wolfram’s emerald one’s and he knew that Yuri was truly serious this time. A long ago dead flame flared suddenly in his heart, and the look in Yuri’s eyes did much to nurture it to life. Nodding his head, he gently pushed Yuri up and settled himself crossed legged on the grass. Once they were both comfortable, Wolfram looked at Yuri expectantly. Yuri flashed Wolfram a smile before inhaling and exhaling deeply.

“I’ll admit that our engagement had at first been an accident and an inconvenience,” he began and shook his head when Wolfram opened his mouth to retort. He gave Wolfram a pleading look and with a disgruntled humph, Wolfram silently agreed to let him say his piece without interrupting.

“I never broke it off because I never really thought seriously about it. I always thought there’d be time later for all of that, and with searching for the boxes, I found it easier to just put the whole fiancée thing at the back of my mind and leave it there. At the age of 15, it was so much easier to think of you as a good friend, which in the end was what you became,” he said and smiled at Wolfram, who reluctantly smiled back. Yuri was right, whatever disagreements they had about their engagement, neither would deny they were friends.

“I was wrapped up in living within the narrow perimeter set by a bigoted society that I couldn’t see what was beyond the tip of my nose. I couldn’t appreciate love in all its form, only the ones painted to me by stereotypical hands. I wish I could simply blame it on my age, that I was a late bloomer, which I was actually, and tell you now that I’m passed all that and I’ve grown up! But I can’t. I was aware of the situation but I was too homophobic to deal with it and too much a coward to end it. Guess to an extent I am a wimp,” Yuri flashed Wolfram a cheeky smile, and Wolfram with his promise to be silent simply snorted his answer. But his rigid posture had relaxed considerably as he slowly began to understand where Yuri was coming from. But there was still one more thing that Wolfram desperately wanted to know. Why now?

As if sensing his thoughts, Yuri took in another deep breath and continued.

“Then the four boxes were discovered and Shinou happened. And you died. When Yozak said you’re heart had stopped beating, I… I couldn’t think. I saw Konrad and Gwendal literally shaking in their anger at what Shinou had done to you and their faces were full of pain. It... still hurts to remember it,” and here Yuri stopped to collect himself. Wolfram remained silent, a little shell shocked at the new information. He hadn’t known his brothers were affected so much by his temporary demise, he didn’t think they had cared so much… didn’t think Konrad had cared… but his musing were interrupted when Yuri continued.

“But even then, as I stood by your lifeless body, as I swore to you that I would do everything in my power to bring you back, I didn’t get it. I still thought I was doing it as a friend. As your best friend.”

“So, what’s changed now?” Wolfram asked suddenly breaking his vow of silence. Yuri didn’t seem to mind though and smiled at his question.

“Me. I’ve changed. It took me three years to figure it out. And do you know what I realized?” Wolfram shook his head.

“I realized I love you,” he said, loving how the words came easy to him and how Wolfram blushed.

“You didn’t realize that overnight wimp, finish the story,” Wolfram snarked at him mostly to cover his embarrassment. Yuri just chuckled and nodded.

“You’re right it didn’t happen overnight. The whole, "being possessed by Shinou", then defeating him and thus making myself stronger than him awakened something within me. Don’t ask me what it was. All I knew was that I was noticing things differently. Noticing that my body reacted differently too. And its biggest reaction was to you,” here Wolfram blushed a bright red at the implications. Yuri laughed and blushed when he too realized that it hadn’t come out as he expected.

“Not like that then, I meant my heart would speed up around you, sometimes my mind would turn a blank when I catch sight of you. I’d feel a thrill when you’d lay claim and state you’re my fiancée and once my legs really did turn to mush when I caught you sparring topless with your men,” he said with another laugh. Wolfram tried to be angry but he was feeling a sudden warmth from Yuri’s words.

“So that’s when I literally sat down and thought it over. Why was all of this happening? What could it mean? I like girls, so where do such feelings fit in when it comes to you, a guy? I even went as far as imagining my high school crush and how it would feel to kiss her. And you know what, Wolf?” Yuri asked him, and Wolfram just shook his head, not knowing how to react at Yuri wanting to kiss a girl.

“I felt nothing. And when I imagined kissing you, I tingled! Can you believe it, I tingled! The most powerful Maou to date, tingled! That’s when I realized I really was in love with you,” Yuri concluded as a matter of fact manner, like he had solved a case that wasn’t too difficult in the first place. Then he fell silent waiting for Wolfram’s reply.

Wolfram’s head was swimming. He had wanted to hear the very words since a month after they were engaged and now he’s heard it three times! But he’d been hurt so badly, a part of him was scared to believe this could be true. As if sensing his thoughts Yuri inched closer and took Wolfram’s hands in his. Wolfram looked up and straight into Yuri’s warm gaze.

“I know I’ve hurt you, and I’m so sorry. I wish I could turn things around and do it over, but I can’t. I can do magic in human land but I can’t go back in time, go figure huh?” at that Wolfram and Yuri shared a laugh before Yuri became serious again.

“Please Wolfram tell me I’m not too late, tell me you’ll still give me chance,” he pleaded.

“Yuri, I do love you deeply,” Yuri’s face lit up at the admission, “but I’m not sure I can trust you to not hurt me again,” Yuri looked to interrupt but Wolfram was not yet done.

“And me, I’m jealous by nature, I’ll always think you’re cheating on me. I’ll never let you marry a second time, and besides my temper tantrums, I don’t have anything to offer,” Wolfram concluded. With his greatest wish only a hair breath from coming true, he was more afraid that he would fail to meet expectations than to embrace his dream. But Yuri didn’t share his worries.

“You’re wrong. You have so much to offer me and Shin Makoku. You’ve never sugar coated anything for me, Wolf, always telling me a duck is a duck. You ground me when my head is stuck in some cloud and most importantly you never give up on me. When you become my prince consort, these are the things I will depend on you to tell me. To help in a way Konrad, Gunter and Gwendal could not. As for a second marriage, I have no need to remarry for I know life with you will never be boring,” he concluded with a smile. The nagging doubts that were so invasive disappeared as he returned Yuri’s smile.

“I do want one more thing from you, though,” Yuri said.

“What is it?”

“I want you.” Yuri said. Wolfram looked at him puzzled.

“That’s a given. It wouldn’t be much of a relationship if one person is missing, wimp,” Wolfram said derisively. Yuri laughed and took no offense to his words.

“No, I mean I want the real you. Not this selfish brat who throws temper tantrums to gain attention,” he said. Wolfram bristled at his words.

“Well, too bad because that’s who I am,” he half yelled and move to turn away but Yuri’s grip forced him to look back at Yuri.

“No! You are not that person. I have seen the real Wolfram. The one that cares deeply for others, the one that spends hours gently dealing with the antics of a ten year old. The one that is loyal to his family despite his misgivings for his half-demon brother. The one that would risk his life to save his king and country,” Yuri said and this time allowed Wolfram to turn away in shyness. Wolfram never thought anyone had noticed these trivial things. He had worked so hard to appear tough like Gwendal and invincible like Konrad.

“Wolf, I know how it feels like to live in the shadows of an overachieving elder brother and you have two of them. I know how it feels to be left behind because you’re deemed too weak or too young to handle the real world. You feel angry that whenever you try to assert your independence you’re pushed back, that in the end its easier to yell and scream and demand your way through life because it’s the only way anyone’s going to pay attention to you,” Yuri said and Wolfram found himself unconsciously nodding at him. His mind went back to the fight he had with his brothers and knew that was just one of many. His efforts to be great like his brothers always ended with him being reprimanded like a child. So much so he had begun to act like one. It was only through Yuri’s accidental proposal that he’d been allowed to do all that he’s done.

“I’ve been this way for so long, I don’t know if I can change. But I want to try, for both our sakes,” Wolfram answered and was rewarded by a delighted smile.

“I know you can change, Wolf. Don’t be afraid of your heart, learn to trust it,” Yuri said.

“And besides, I’m only asking you to be you with me. Snark and snap at everyone else as you like,” he added and the two laughed at that. They were silent as Yuri absent mindedly stroked Wolfram’s arm.

“Wolf, can I ask you for one favor though?” Yuri asked breaking the silence.

“Alrite, what is it?”

“Well…. Ummm…”

“Out with it wimp!”

“Okay, I thought you were going to be nicer. I want your permission to touch you and do couple things,” he sped his words out like a train. It took Wolfram a minute to understand him and when he did he blushed bright red.

“We can’t.. do that… we’re not married yet,” Wolfram cried out and buried his head in Yuri’s shoulder. It was Yuri’s turn to wonder and then blush red.

“No! Not like that! Not yet, at least. I meant, I want to hold your hand and to casually touch you and to cuddle and kiss,” Yuri explained hurriedly. Wolfram looked up at him, his face still red but he was smiling.

“Okay, I guess that’s fine,” he said. “But only with me, cheater, that’s not an open invitation for anyone else!” Yuri laughed at him and nodded.

“Will I ever persuade you that I’ll never cheat on you?” he asked good naturedly. Wolfram snorted at him.

“No, you’re always treating everyone the same, so I want something of you that belongs only to me,” he said with a sniff.

“Wolf you have me, all of me” Yuri said.

“True but no one else knows that, so until we’re married its all hearsay,” Wolfram argued. Yuri sighed at that. How was he going to make Wolfram believe him? It’s not like it was something physical… unless Yuri made it physical!

He had almost forgotten, Yuri no baka! Letting go of Wolfram for a while, Yuri began to madly check his pockets until he found what he was looking for. With a triumphant grin he held out a velvet covered box to Wolfram. Wolfram not knowing its symbolic, took the case and opened it.

“What’s that?” he asked eyeing the item. Yuri’s grin dropped before he remembered that customs were different between the two worlds.

“On earth, when two parties get engaged, a ring is exchanged between the one asking to the proposed. Since I was the one who proposed, I am gifting this ring to you,” he said and Wolf remained quiet as he eyed the ring. It was a beautiful shiny silver with a moderate cut black stone set in it centre. The surface shone under the morning sun.

“Yuri, it’s beautiful, but I don’t understand,” Wolfram said not taking his eyes off the bauble.

“It’s a symbol. A statement of love. It shows everyone else that a person has been claimed by someone who loves him or her very much. So if you’ll wear it, anyone who sees it will know you are mine,” Yuri explained hoping that Wolfram will wear it.

“But what about you? How will people know you are mine?” he asked.

“Simple, the black jewel in the centre. Black after all is my color, so anyone wearing it is mine and I am theirs,” he explained further and Wolfram smiled at him. Yes, he liked that explanation the best. Fixing a beautiful smile on his beautiful face, Wolfram handed the ring to Yuri who slipped the right into its rightful place on Wolfram’s left finger.

“There’s another custom of earth that comes after this,” Yuri said edging closer to Wolfram, his voice dropping to a husky tone.

“Show me,” Wolfram replied softly, and slowly the two inched closer till their lips were a breath away. Then Yuri took the plunge and closed the gap between the two by sealing his lips over Wolfram’s. It was a chaste closed mouth kiss as the two savored the feel of each other on their lips. Wanting more, as he had seen on his mother’s soap operas, Yuri deepened the kiss and pressed harder against Wolfram’s lips. He took a chance and gently licked Wolframs lower lip causing the blond to gasp and thus Yuri’s tongue slid neatly into his mouth. The sudden shock of their tongues meeting caused both boys to pull apart panting as they gazed in wondrous awe at each other.

Yuri pulled the blond back to him and kissed him full on the lips, his tongue slipping expertly into the warm orifice of his new lover. It was a challenge of tongues that was quickly surrendered to the king and to the victor goes the spoils for Yuri used Wolfram’s submission to thoroughly explore the moist heat and when Wolfram released a heated moan, Yuri could not help but chuckle though his tongue continued its gratifying task. However, Wolfram repaid the deed by capturing the errant tongue and sucking hard causing Yuri to buck his hips against Wolfram, grinding their growing arousals against each other resulting in a mingled moan.

Neither realized that they were now lying on the soft ground with half of Yuri’s body lying on top of Wolfram’s and a leg snug between Wolfram’s. They pulled back when the need to breath became too intense to ignore. Yuri took the opportunity to look long and hard at his fiancée, flushed and red looking so beautiful and thoroughly kissed.

“You are so beautiful and all mine. Thank you,” he whispered dropping a kiss to each cheek. Wolfram just smile full of contentment which only ignited the passion within his lover. Yuri pulled Wolfram back into their heated kiss, long and sweet, as Yuri’s tongue re mapped the crevice of Wolfram’s mouth. Yuri moved until he had Wolfram completely pinned beneath him and continued the sweet torture on Wolframs lips. No longer caring about dignity, Wolfram moaned loudly as Yuri grinded against him.

It was such an intense feeling for both of them; while Wolfram had always loved Yuri, he had loved him on a spiritual level, loving his kind heart and pure soul. But now the sexual need in him was awakening and his love transcended into the physical realm where the feel of Yuri’s body pressed against him was slowly driving him mad. Yuri too could not in his wildest dreams imagine a male body to be such a turn on. He could feel the contour of Wolfram’s body as he melded them together and the feel of his erection against Wolfram’s was creating a delicious friction. He moved his hips and was rewarded with a heated moan from the man beneath him.

They would have continued had not something of significance happened. Through the passion, both Yuri and Wolfram heard a tell tale sign of someone running towards them, and they managed enough thought to quickly disentangle themselves and brace against their opposition. Only it wasn’t anything they had expected. Standing before them, sword half withdrawn was Konrad. Next to him was the Great Sage Murata Ken, but neither noticed him yet. What they did notice was the black fury in Konrad’s eyes and it was directed at Yuri.

“Konrad,” Yuri began hesitantly, his passion left dead at this unexpected turn of events. He understood why Konrad would be here, for him presumably, but not the look of anger and especially not at him. Yuri voice caused Konrad to shake out of his fit and when he saw Wolfram standing next to Yuri his eyes widen in surprise then in regret.

“Heika, I apologise, please forgive my insolence,” he said immediately dropping to a knee, his head bent.

“It’s okay Konrad, please stand. But what happened?” Yuri asked moving forward to get Konrad back on his feet. Konrad just looked at him sheepishly and rubbed his head.

“Konrad, what is the meaning of this? Dare you raise your sword at your king?” Wolfram suddenly shouted, having finally found his voice after the shock.

“Now, Wolf, I’m sure Konrad can explain,” Yuri placated his fiancée then turned to look at his godfather with trusting eyes.

“I didn’t… well…” Konrad was truly at a lost for words. How was he going to explain this?

“Shibuya, Lord Weller, if I may. I think I understand what has happened. While Konrad would never raise his sword against his king, he would raise his sword against the boy who he thought was cheating on his brother, am I right Lord Weller?” Ken said and he too turned to look at Konrad. Ashamed, Konrad nodded.

“Aw, Konrad you think I’m a cheater too? Do I need to get you a ring too?” Yuri cried out and dropped to the ground. The three men crouched beside him.

“Wimp, don’t you dare!” Wolfram said at the same time

“Yuri I didn’t mean it like that”

“Shibuya, it’s really my fault,”

Ken’s statement had all three pair of eyes looking at him. Giving them a sheepish grin, something he learnt from T-Zou no doubt, he proceeded to explain.

“As of your order I rerouted you here instead of Shinou’s temple and did not mention it to anyone. But naturally Lord Weller became agitated when you did not appear and I was forced to tell him something,” Ken said.

“So you told him I was cheating on Wolfram,” Yuri said wryly and beside him Wolfram was getting angry. Yuri quickly sat up and pulled on Wolfram’s arms forcing him to cuddle up to him and thus placating the blond. Then he turned back to Ken, ignoring the knowing smiled on Ken and Konrad.

“Continue,”

“Yes, right. I didn’t tell Lord Weller you were cheating but after some persuasive methods” here Ken gave Konrad a dirty look, “I was forced to tell him of your plans. But I simply mentioned you were with your lover,” here Ken stopped as Yuri shook his head.

“And since Konrad didn’t know of my feelings, he assumed I was with someone else,” Yuri finished.

“Yes, heika. And I apologize to both of you,” Konrad said.

“No need, I understand. You were just looking out for your little brother, ne? Well, Wolf, you must be relieved to have a champion on your side,” he said and turned to Wolfram.

“Yes, I suppose,” Wolfram said but wouldn’t meet his brother’s eyes. Even after all he had said this morning, Konrad had almost challenged his king to protect his honor.

“Thank you, Konrad,” He said looking straight into his brother’s eyes hoping that Konrad would understand. I’m sorry.

Konrad did understand and smiled at him, his own eyes saying I’m sorry too.

“Well, now that the welcoming party has arrived, we should head back to Blood Pledge Castle,” Said Yuri and got to his feet at the same time helping Wolfram to find his footing.

“Yes, we should before Gunter sends out a search party,” Konrad said as he and Ken too rose to their feet. The four made their way out of the area to the awaiting horses. Since Konrad had not thought to bring Ao, Yuri was to ride with Wolfram. Not that either of them minded.

“Speaking of parties, Shibuya, will there be one?” Ken suddenly asked as they made their way back to the castle. Yuri, who had been teasing Wolfram by planting soft kisses and nips on the blond’s throat turned to Ken.

“Huh? Party?” he asked puzzled. The Great Sage turned and gave him a hundred watt smile.

“Your wedding party of course,” he said and Yuri grinned at that.

“Oh yeah, of course, the biggest event in Shin Makoku,” he said and pulled his fiancée into a tight embrace.

“I want the whole of Shin Makoku and its allies to see me get married to the most wonderful mazoku,” he said sealed it with soft kiss to Wolfram. They pulled away when Konrad began to laugh.

“What’s so funny, Lord Weller?” Ken asked.

“The look on Gwendal’s face will be priceless when he finds out,” Konrad said laughing.

“What’s wrong with us getting married?” Wolfram asked angrily.

“Not to your wedding, but to playing the gracious host to so many people,” Konrad continued, his laugh growing in volume. The three were quiet as they thought on his words and soon all four were laughing.

Indeed, the Maou’s wedding would definitely be an event to remember. Good or bad.


I don't know why you love me…And that's why I love you…You catch me when I fall…
Accept me flaws and all…And that's why I love you

Fin.