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Wolfram�s Bruise

Written by: Chocho (chochowilliams)

Crossover with: Only
the Ring Finger Knows

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh or the characters from
it.� I do not make any money from the
writing of this story.

Summary: An errand leads to much more.

Chapter summary:� Yuri is on Earth and gets lost while looking for a
jewelry store called �Parfait�.

Warning: drama, romance, fantasy, language, M/M
sexual situation

Inserts:�
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A/N: By popular
demand, the series is now consolidated!�
Yeah!

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Chapter
3: Wolfram�s Third Bruise

Okay.� Now he
was officially lost.

�Damn,� he muttered to himself.� �Maybe I should have let Murata come with me
when he asked.� He�s better at directions
than I am.�

Yuri Shibuya quickly shook that thought aside.

What the hell was he thinking?� Murata was the last person he would have
wanted to come with him today.� Or would
that have been his mother?� Either way,
the young demon king was just glad that both had been too busy with other
things to pester him.� Well, more
accurately, Murata had come back to Earth with him because he had his cousin
twice removed�s wedding, or something.� And Yuri�s mother had not been home when they
arrived.

Yuri glanced from the scrap of paper that he had
torn from Shori�s school notebook in his hand to the
buildings that surrounded him.� He ran
his fingers through his hair in confusion.�
He knew it was around here somewhere.�
It had to be.� It was the right
street.� The problem was that none of the
buildings had addresses.� Or at least
none that were visible.

�Damn!� This
sucks.�

�Kazuki,� scolded a voice
from behind him.� �That was uncalled
for!�

Yuri�s head snapped around.� Coming towards him were two boys.� The taller of the two, whom Yuri assumed was
this �Kazuki�, was smirking.� His eyes were gleaming devilishly.� They reminded him of Wolfram�s when the demon
prince was trying (and succeeding) in seducing Yuri.

The shorter of the two, the one who was shouting
angrily, looked flustered.� His ruby red
Tee was half pulled out of a pair of dark denim jeans.� There were worn-in patches across the right
knee.� The boy�s disheveled dark hair
shone brilliantly in the light.� He had large
dark eyes that scowled up at the other boy, but they did not look angry even
though his tone suggested otherwise.� As
the boy fixed his white zipper-up hoodie, Yuri saw
the sun glint off something on his right ring finger.

Kazuki with his right hand tucked into the front pocket
of his worn-in looking jeans and his scuffed up sneakers and black graphic Tee
that was pulled over a white long sleeved shirt, looked as if he had just
stepped out of an ad for some designer store.

Yuri smirked at the sight of his cousin�s band, Bad
Luck, embroidered in white above the silhouette of the lead singer�s face
across the guy�s chest.� He would have to
tell Shuichi next time he saw him.� He
always got a kick out of things like this.

�Don�t complain Wataru,� Kazuki replied calmly.�
He did not look the least bit fazed.�
In fact, if anything, he appeared happy now that Wataru
was upset.� �You never said no.�

�Th-that�s not the
point,� Wataru shouted back.� His face was bright red.

Yuri smiled nostalgically and wondered.� �Excuse me,� he called out to them.

The one called Kazuki
turned curious eyes towards him.� �Yes?�

Drawing a sharp breath, Wataru
stared wide-eyed at the guy who had spoken, as if hypnotized.

In a pair of loose and baggy tan khakis, a white
graphic Tee that stretched across a wide, toned chest underneath a white cargo
blazer that outlined broad shoulders and sneakers so white they had to be brand
new, this guy was nearly as tall as Kazuki with the
blackest black hair Wataru had ever seen that fell
nearly to the guy�s shoulder blades.�
Dark piercing eyes roamed over the two of them, as if assessing
them.� Wataru had
a feeling that this guy missed nothing.

�I am looking for��
Yuri glanced down at the piece of paper in his hand.� �I�m looking for a store called
�Parfait�?� They make custom made
jewelry?�

His voice was deep and commanding.

�I-it�s just�down the street,� Wataru
answered shyly, pointing over his shoulder.

Kazuki turned sharply to Wataru.� He eyes than narrowed at the guy before him.

Yuri smiled kindly at Wataru.� �Thank you.��
He inclined his head in gratitude before vanishing among the thick cluster
of people that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

�Are you planning on standing there all day?�

The sound of Yuichi�s voice shook Wataru out of his stupor.�
Wataru shook himself, as if awakening from a
deep slumber.� �Wait up, Kazuki,� he called out to his boyfriend.

�You�re drooling,� was what Kazuki
said as soon as Wataru had caught up to him.

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There was a tinkling of bells as Yuri pushed open
the door to the jewelry shop.�

�I�ll be right with you,� called the voice from the
back of the shop.

�Take your time,� Yuri called back.� He was not in any hurry.

Yuri glanced around the shop.� It was rather small, but very quaint.� He liked the place instantly.

He moved to the display shelves.�

There was a wide range of jewelry the store sold he
noticed.� Everything from necklaces,
bracelets, rings, anklets, cuffs, cuff links, chokers and collars to earrings,
toe rings, watches, pendants, pins, and charms.�

There was a variety of different settings,
gemstones, beadwork, metals, patterns, shanks, styles, filigrees, finishes and
engravings.�

There were rings and bracelets made from spoons.

Beautiful diamond rings.

Studded leather wrist cuffs.

Multi-colored beaded string necklaces with matching
bracelet.� Some of them had pendants.

A gold pendant with an engraved
picture of Buddha on a chain.

�Hello,� came a polite
female voice.� �Sorry about that.�

�It�s alright,� Yuri replied as he turned from a
blue crystal teardrop with a strand of white ivy with flower buds engraved
across it.� It was similar to the one he
wore.

He blinked, slightly taken back as he saw the sales
woman was nothing more than a girl who appeared to be younger than he was.

�I�m Karin.�
What can I do for you today?�

Yuri found her oddly enchanting.� Her black hair fell to just below her
shoulders and was pulled back into a tight ponytail.� Stray strands framed her face.� Her large dark eyes watched him
patiently.� Her clothes consisted of a
white blouse and pinstriped black suit pants that gave her a professional
appearance.� But there was something
oddly familiar about her.

A picture of Wataru
flashed through his head.

Ah!� So that
was what it was.�

CHEATER!

Yuri felt his face pale as he heard Wolfram�s voice
sharp and clear in his head.

�Are you alright?�

Shaking his head, Yuri smiled pleasantly at the
girl.� �Yes.� Yes, I am fine.� I heard you make custom made jewelry?�

�Yes, that�s right.�
Was there something you wanted to have made?�

�Yes.�� Yuri pulled
out a red folder from the messenger bag he had strapped across his chest.� From the folder, he pulled out a piece of
paper and handed it to her.

Karin gave the crude drawings a quick once
over.� �Hm.� Let�s
have a seat over here,� she suggested.

They made their way over to a two-seater bistro
table in the far corner near the front window that was displaying several
beautiful pieces on headless busts.

Yuri lifted the strap over his head and set his bag
on the floor at his feet as he sat down.

Karin set the drawing on the table in front of her
and smiled at Yuri.� �So, what exactly
can I do for you?�

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�Okay,� Karin said as she ripped the invoice from
the printer that was under the counter.�
She gave it a once over as she made her way back to where Yuri was
waiting to make sure everything was in order.�
Setting the sheet on the counter, she grabbed a pen and marked the
invoice in three spots.� �I need you to
sign here, here and initial here,� she told him.

Yuri took the pen she offered and signed the spots
she had indicated.� It was not until he
was finished that he realized what he had done.�
Yuri had spent the last what would be the equivalent of two years here on
Earth singing papers practically from the moment he woke up to the time he went
to bed- if he was lucky- and they were always signed the same way.

Shibuya Yuri Harujuku Furi.

He felt his face flush with embarrassment, but
quickly shook it off.� Nothing he could
do about it now without drawing unnecessary attention to it.

�Alright,� Karin muttered.

If she noticed anything odd about his signature
then she said nothing, for which Yuri was extremely grateful.

Karin ripped the edges off both sides of the
invoice and tossed them into the wastepaper basket under the counter by her feet.� What had been one sheet were now suddenly
three.� The top sheet was white.� The middle was yellow and the bottom one was
green.� She grabbed the top sheet and
handed it to Yuri with a smile.� �Here
you go.�

�Thank you.�

�Now.� Like I said,
it will take up to five days to have a sketch ready for your approval.�

�Right.�

�At that point, we will be able to give you a more
accurate estimate of the cost and after your approval, we will proceed.� Or if there is something you do not particularly
like about the sketch, we can work on a new sketch for you.�

Yuri nodded.�
�Alright.�

�Now, when we get the go ahead, we will require a
fifty percent down payment.�

�Right.�

�We accept all major credit cards, checks, wire
transfers or money orders.� We do not
accept cash for orders over two hundred thousand yen (about 2000 USD).�

�Sure.��
There was no way Yuri would be stupid enough to walk around with that
much money anyway.� Anybody that dumb was
just asking for trouble.� �So, now, how
long will it take to complete?�

�About three to four weeks after the approval of
the sketch.� Depending.�

�Alright!� Sounds good.�

�Alright?� Then we
will be seeing you in about a week?�

�Sure.� See
you then,� he said with a wink.

A rosy tint colored Karin�s face.

YOU
NO-GOOD TWO TIMING CHEATER WIMP!

Yuri ignored Wolfram�s voice screaming bloody
murder in his head.� He got enough of
that back home.� Or
tried to anyway.

But by all that was holy!� How in the name of the Great One had he fallen
in love with Little Lord Brat?� Wolfram�s
annoying possessiveness grated on Yuri�s nerves even when his fianc� was not
with him.

Yuri felt the beginnings of a headache coming on.

Fixing the strap of his messenger bag, Yuri
inclined his head at Karin and turned to leave.�
But when his gaze swept over the pendant he had been looking at earlier,
Yuri paused.� His forehead creased in
thought.

After stapling the crude drawing to the store copy
of the invoice, Karin set the stapler back under the counter.

�Excuse me.�

Startled, Karin looked over her shoulder and smiled
when she spied Yuri.

�I would like to purchase this, if I could.�

Karin glanced at the deep blue teardrop shaped
pendant Yuri held out towards her with a smile.�
�Of course!�

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Karin sighed heavily as she watched the
raven-haired god vanish out of Parfait with a flourish of bells.

�For your
girlfriend?� she had inquired
politely.� She had been waiting
anxiously, hoping against hope that he would say no.�

Yuri had laughed.�
�Girlfriend?�� He had shaken his head.� His dark eyes had sparkled in amusement.

She had mentally squealed.

�If I had
a girlfriend, my fianc� would have my head on a platter.�

Karin groaned.�
Why were the good ones always taken?

�No, this is
for my daughter.�

Daughter!�
Can you believe it?� This guy
looked not much older than her brother Wataru and not
only did he have a fianc�e but a daughter!�
Life was so not fair.

Taking the invoice, she rounded the counter and
vanished into the back room to begin on the pieces Yuri had ordered, all the
while wondering what horrible crime she committed in a past life to receive
such unjust punishment.

+---+---+

The sun was slipping behind the horizon when the
sound of jangling keys was heard.�
Moments later, the front door to the Shibuya house was thrown open.

�Yu-chan,� Miko Shibuya, otherwise known as Jennifer called as she
stepped into the house.� �Sho-chan!� We�re home!�

Shoma stepped into the foyer behind his wife with a
heavy sigh.� He set the armload of green
cloth bags down and shut the door behind him.�
�Now, Honey, Shori has his own apartment,
remember?� he reminded his wife in a clam clear voice, similar to how one would
speak to a child.� Sometimes, it was the
only way to get her to understand.� �And
Yuri is-�

Jennifer waved her husband�s words aside, giving
them no heed as she gave a tired sigh of her own as her greeting was met with
silence.� It just was not fair.� Both of her boys had no time for their mama
anymore.� Shori
as the demon king of the Earth and Yuri as the demon king of the Great Demon
Kingdom.� Her little Yu-chan
was even engaged to be married and had a precious little girl of his own that
she hardly ever saw.� Boys were just no
fun.� They grew up too fast and then
abandoned their mama.� She was absolutely
certain that if she had had a girl, things would be much different.

�Don�t worry, Honey.� You always have me.�� Shoma grinned
broadly.

Feeling even more depressed, Jennifer moved
sluggishly into the kitchen after removing her shoes and slipping into her
house slippers without saying anything.

Quickly grabbing the grocery bags, Shoma followed his wife into the house.� �Honey?�
Jennifer?�

---TBC---

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YEAH! And of course, a very big thank you to the rest
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