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There's Anger In Love	By : kre8tive Category: +G to L > Kyou Kara Maou Views: 4047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh. I only own the thoughts, feelings, and ideas that are me.

What up! Sorry you had to wait so long for the next installment; it’s been a hell of a week. But I made time for the chapter, even if it’s a relatively short one, but don’t fret, it’s not over yet! Haha So I now present to you

Chapter 2

Yuuri knew how much he meant to Wolfram, and thanks to his little chat with Conrad, he realized that he at least felt something towards Wolfram. Yuuri didn't like the fact that Wolfram was upset, especially at him, and he wanted to fix it. And he'll try to keep his promise to Conrad about trying things out, letting things happen naturally. Either way, he was determined to set things right with the prince.

With Wolfram in sight as he made his way past the crowd, Yuuri was preparing how what he wanted to say when he was suddenly grabbed by the arm and was stopped in mid-step…

“There you are!”

Yuuri turned towards the source of the voice, the sound oddly familiar. He turned around and immediately recognized the face as the girl he had healed the other day. “Hi.” She said simply, a wide smile plastered onto her face. She let go of Yuuri’s arm so he could adjusted it back to its previous state before she grabbed him. He then began to greet her, but then remembered he never knew her name, or had forgotten it. “Hello there… I, um, sorry, I don’t think I ever really caught your name.” Yuuri gave her an apologetic smile, like he would when he was in trouble with Wolfram.

The girl slowly blinked her eyes, effectively showing off her long, delicate lashes, and nodded. “It’s quite alright, Your Majesty. I should not expect someone of such high regard to remember every detail he acquires.” She smiled and gave a quick curtsey. “My name is Alyssa, Lady Alyssa DueBridge of the human DueBridge lands to the east. My father, Sir Stephan DueBridge, and sister, Lady Melissa DueBridge, and I are pleased to be in your company tonight.”

Yuuri kept smiling and scratched his head. “Please, call me Yuuri. I’m not so good with formalities.” She sent him a friendly smile. “Ok then, Yuuri.” She held her hand to her mouth and giggled. “Is there a place where we may talk more peacefully? The crowd in here is quite loud, perhaps the balcony?”

They had had to raise their voices some due to the number of people and volume within the room.

“Uhh… well actually…” Yuuri stuttered, twisting his head behind him in the direction he was previously headed. He saw Wolfram, but he was now talking with someone, another boy Yuuri recognized as being from the Bielefeld lands also. They seemed to be talking fine, and Wolfram’s face didn’t show of contempt. Yuuri knew there was a chance that the boy was somehow related to Wolfram, as a cousin of sorts, but the knot in Yuuri’s stomach, the twist in his chest, and the spark of something in Yuuri’s eyes, and the flirtatious smile the boy kept flashing his fiancé, made Yuuri quickly rule out the idea. He faced Lady Alyssa once more. “I would love to talk with you some more, but I-”

“Great! Then it’s settled!” Yuuri was cut off as Alyssa grabbed his arm once again and started dragging him behind her in the direction of the closest balcony. “Wait a minute! I didn’t mean-” Yuuri was interrupted once again by the surprisingly strong young girl.

“Ah, here we are!” she sighed. She stepped through the open doors into the fresh air and night sky, dragging Yuuri behind her. ‘I don’t want to be rude,’ Yuuri thought, ‘maybe I’m just overreacting. Wolfram’s talking at the moment, and I didn’t have anything prepared. Maybe I can just relax until I get an idea of what to say while I’m out here…’ In the young Maou’s head it sounded reasonable, but for some reason he just wanted to turn around and march straight back towards Wolfram and whoever this mystery boy was.

Alyssa released her death grip on Yuuri’s arm once they were outside, turning and placing her hands on the rail instead. She leaded over the balcony and took a deep breath, a relaxed and passive look spreading across her face. Yuuri, already finding himself outside with nothing else to do, walked over and stood beside her.

“It’s always so pretty at night. The gentle breeze along with the surrounding darkness plays only a backup role to the calming light that is reflected off the stars and the moon.” She spoke with a soft voice, much like Yuuri remembered her sister Lady… something something had, except Alyssa’s was less timid and more confident. She gazed into the night sky with big sapphire eyes that mirrored the light from the stars, long golden blond hair neatly brushed flowing behind her. A silk blue ribbon tied into her hair and flowing with it and the wind, the color complimented her eyes and elegantly reflected the moonlight. She wore a long, blue ballroom dress, white sleeves covering her hands and forearms. Gold earrings dangled from each ear, chain of circles linked together, with a symbol at the bottom of each. A golden necklace hung purposefully from around her neck, in the middle a beautiful jewel of, of course, sapphire. She was fair skinned, and moved with a benevolence that would make the finest dancers jealous. Her smile was warm and friendly, completely matching her personality. Yuuri noticed all of this as they talked outside.

Yuuri heard Alyssa’s last statement, but he didn’t really hear it as he was still taking in all of the features Lady Alyssa presented. To Yuuri, the contrast between finding her beaten in the alley with tattered and dirty clothes to this beautiful, charming princess was unbelievable. She’s definitely attractive; Yuuri knew there was no doubt about that. But something wasn’t just right, something was just a bit off…

“I would still like to offer my sincerest gratitude to you Yuuri. I may not have made it if it weren’t for you.” Yuuri managed to blink back to the present just as Alyssa finished her sentenced. “If it weren’t for you,” she continued, “my sister and I may have not been able to contact my father who was looking for us.” Yuuri cocked his head slightly. “Wait, what had happened to you in the first place?”

Alyssa sighed, her passive gaze turning regretful. “We arrived here at the castle just two days ago, just as many others who were staying and planning to attend the ball. My sister and I were curious to meet you, but we heard you were out on a ride with Sir Wolfram von Bielefeld. Thinking that a ride in the wind would be enjoyable after traveling all that time trapped in that stuffy carriage on the way here, we borrowed two stable horses and told my father we would be gone on a ride for an hour’s time. Then we set off on the trail, with two of our guards with us. We had only been on the ride for maybe 30 minutes when arrows rained down on our guards from the trees above us. It startled the horses and Melissa and I were thrown off, although I count it as a sarcastic blessing. The horses ran off, but if we had remained in our spot, arrows would have pierced us also.” Alyssa paused as she took another deep breath.

“Bandits jumped from the trees and surrounded the two of us, surprising us and making it so we didn’t have a chance to fight back. Our guards were dead and I barely knew how to wield a sword, Melissa never have touched one. There were five of them, three males and two women. They laughed and jeered at us, poking at us with their swords, cutting and bruising. I tried to stand up, but one of them smacked me down, easily throwing off my vision. They then proceeded to rip off our jewelry and clothing, clawing at us with dirty hands and hungry looks in their eyes. They were going to,…to..” At this point, Alyssa’s head was tilted down and her hands hurt from clutching the railing so hard. Tears formed at the corner of her eyes and ran a trail down the sides of her cheeks.

Yuuri could only imagine the hurt she was going through at the moment. He himself was angry at the cruelty people are capable of. He laid a hand on her shoulder, and in a flash she turned into him, burying her face deep in his shoulder. Alyssa wasn’t sobbing hysterically, as Yuuri thought she might do, but cried silently into his shoulder, relinquishing all the hurt, all the pain, all the humiliation and shame, and all the vulnerability she felt at the moment. Yuuri, somewhat awkwardly, rubbed her back, trying to think of a way to comfort the poor girl. Her breathing was hitched, but it soon settled down as she calmed herself into Yuuri’s shoulder. “You don’t have to continue anymore” he said.

Yuuri felt Alyssa shake her head ‘no’ in his shoulder. “No, it’s alright,” she whispered, “I can handle this.” She pushed herself away, only slightly, enough to give her breathing space.

“They started tearing our clothes off,” Alyssa started again, although shakily, “the two women held me and Melissa down by the arms while the other three started shedding their wardrobe as well. One went towards Melissa and the other advanced on me. Right when he was over me, I kicked my leg up as hard as I could and hit him between the legs.” In Yuuri’s mind, a ‘Serves him right’ came flashing through. “The woman holding me lifted her hand to strike me, but I was faster and hit her when she took her hand off before she could beat me. She stumbled off of me, and I grabbed some dirt as fast as I could and threw it in the eyes of the other woman holding my sister. The other two men came after me quick, but Melissa had broken free and picked up a sword, swinging frantically. She cut one of the men, the other helping the cut man. She quickly grabbed my hand and helped me up, then we took off.”

“In just a few moments, we heard them coming after us. I looked back, and tripped over a rather large rock, twisting my ankle. Despite my best efforts, I could not contain my pain as it grew. Of course they heard me, and their voices started to come closer and closer. I thought we were finished, but Melissa found a small cave-like hole by us, and we went into it. It wasn’t really underground, just a slump in the mud between two large boulders, the tree branches hanging low over it. It you actually took the time to look at the spot, it would be fairly easy to spot us. The bandits got closer until I heard them right there in front of us. Fortunately, they carried on running through the bushes. We waited there for at least another ten to twenty minutes, before my sister went to check to see if everything was clear. Once she gave the okay, I crawled out of the mud hole. The horses were gone, no one was coming, and as far as we knew, there wasn’t a town real close by. Seeing as we had no choice, we walked, or in my case, limped and hobbled and stumbled with Melissa’s help, back to the castle. It was late afternoon by the time we made it, and we were tired, scared, and famished as neither of us had lunch before we left. We just barely made it to town before the pain from extended pressure on my foot was too great and I began to black out. The next thing I know, you, Your Majesty,” “Yuuri” Yuuri interrupted.

Alyssa smiled softly. “You, Yuuri, were healing me. My vision was perfect, my bruises were gone, and you had just finished healing my ankle. I felt as though I could take flight, and that’s when I hugged you Yuuri.” Alyssa pulled back from Yuuri alil more, looking up with grateful, loving eyes. “From what Melissa told me, you were the only one who cared enough to help us, despite our appearance and helplessness. We managed to get some food with the money and went towards the castle. Our father was making quite a fuss at the stableman when we arrived, and was overjoyed when he saw us, but was confused and disturbed by our appearance. We cleaned up and explained what had happened to him, and he was outraged. He put up a bounty that night for the capture of the bandits according to our description. Yesterday morning they were apprehended. At first, father intended to bring this matter to you, but being that they dared hurt his girls, they were escorted to our lands where father will probably give them the cruelest punishment to the extent of our law.”

Alyssa sported another smile for Yuuri. “You are my savior, for I would be surely dead by now if not for your kindheartedness, my dear Maou…” her voice trailed off. Pulling him closer, Alyssa gazed at Yuuri with alluring sapphire eyes, begging for Yuuri’s acceptance.

Now, a couple of years ago, Yuuri would have been thrilled to have a girl in his arms. He knew that he always wanted a girl, especially one like Alyssa. She’s beautiful, kind, a princess, and adores him. But still, Yuuri knew something was off. He wanted to settle down and have a nice, normal family with kids and a nice regular life.

But that’s not the case.

Yuuri had been flushed, literally, into an unknown world, where the language was different, the time is different, the people are different, and his status was different. He was a king, and a demon! He’d went on adventures went a variety of people he now considered his 2^nd family, adopted a daughter that tried to kill him, made friends out of his enemies, all while being chastised and criticized by the most beautiful, petty, loyal, spoiled, caring, possessive, loving, hot-headed blond demon ever that he just accidently happened to get engaged to!

This single blond demon could fool anybody that didn’t know him. From an outside point of view, this blond was a very different person. He held beauty, being the most gorgeous person ever. He held value, having enough money for him and another full blooded demon to last their entire lifetime. He held status, being the 3^rd son of the former Maou. He held grace, keeping himself proper in social situations. He held power, a Mazoku able to wield the fire element. He held skill, being a soldier able to attack, defend, and protect. To an outside person, this blond held it all.

But to Yuuri, that’s not the case.

This single blond demon didn’t fool him. From Yuuri’s point of view, this blond was a different person. He was confusing, as he did things that support his looking like a girl. He had a temper, as he would always get mad over something. He had jealously issues, as he would often throw a fit whenever Yuuri talked to anybody. He had too much pride, as he would never give himself a break for his errors. He had a critical sense, as in his eyes Yuuri couldn’t do almost anything right. He had weird taste, as he would wear a girly pink nightgown to bed. He had a domineering personality, as he would always take over after Yuuri failed. He had a bunch of things that Yuuri considered an annoyance, all wrapped into the blond known as Wolfram von Bielefeld.

But there wasn’t a single annoyance planted in Lady Alyssa DueBridge. She was gorgeous, with her round, inviting sapphire eyes. She was elegant in the way she dressed and the tone she talked with. She was polite with manners, as demonstrated by the way she talked. She was friendly, as she latched onto Yuuri. She was a princess, and a human one the Yuuri felt a sort of connection to. She was graceful by the way she moved. It would be hard for any man to say that she wasn’t perfect and would make the perfect bride!

So when Alyssa declared her adoration of Yuuri, and gazed into his eyes black eyes under the lit night sky, holding him close with their faces just inches apart, Yuuri was stunned as only one thought ran through his head and heart.

Already in an intimate embrace, Lady Alyssa moved her lips towards Yuuri’s. There was only one thing Yuuri could do…

Wow, poor Alyssa. But Yuuri, what are you going to do?! What do you think? Chapter 3 to come soon! Read and Review! Til next time! Kriter727@yahoo.com
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