Live to Die
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+G to L › Kyou Kara Maou
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,076
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Kyou Kara Maou, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
8- Preview for the Sequel
Here is a teaser for the sequel. This is for rowen raven who asked for a story with Murata and for Colette who was uneasy about the ending for Live to Die. Take the two reviews, shake and here is the sequel. Enjoy!
Dying to Live Prologue
Murata had been on a mission for the last few months. The mission was simple really. While Yuuri’s rape had not stopped him from moving on, it had effectively put Murata’s life on hold. Murata became obsessed with finding Yuuri’s rapist. Every thing in Murata’s world had died away in pursuit of this defiler of Yuuri’s body. Murata’s cerebral outlook was in a complete disarray at how Yuuri could move on.
Yuuri’s wedding to Wolfram had not distracted Murata from his goal at all. He had gone as far as to ask Yuuri for the rapist’s name but with horrible results. Murata’s pride had taken a considerable beating after that misadventure. Murata’s hair had not curled the same since Wolfram burned it. This had put Murata into a bit of quandary. He knew he would not be able to continue on his existence without closure and giving up was not his style.
This is how Murata Ken found himself following Yuuri’s footsteps. Murata transferred to Yuuri’s school and took the same classes. Murata even joined the exact same curricular activities. Even though Murata was embarrassed to admit that he did not have the talent to be on the baseball team, he was fully capable of being their manager/lackey. The coach had drolly told him that students did not make the team just because of their looks but their abilities. His abilities put him firmly on the managerial side of the sport.
Murata felt comfortable with the coach instantly and liked the brusque and calm way he handled things. Murata felt that the coach provided a certain level of ease to all his troubles. Murata and most of the players felt the coach was their best friend and a father figure of sorts. Murata felt more than a little admiration for the logical approach the coach demonstrated and often stayed after to help the coach with strategy.
Murata found himself spending more and more time in the coach’s company. Now that Yuuri did not need to return to earth anymore, Murata had no one to interact with on many levels. Learning all he could about the sport of baseball appealed to his love of knowledge. Even though he was loathing admitting it, he was developing a small crush. Trying to become as indispensable to the coach as possible, gave him a purpose. If he went back to Shin Makoku, he would have a purpose but having to see Yuuri and remember his failure just hurt him.
So on Earth Murata stayed; unaware that Yuuri was becoming more uneasy with Murata’s seemingly innocuous presence on earth. After a conversation with Franc, Yuuri was sure that he had a slight understanding of how Murata was feeling but did not understand the feelings behind it. The only thing Yuuri truly cared about was that Murata was safe. As long as he stayed away from baseball, he would be fine. Yuuri had laughed at the thought of Murata attempting to play baseball or taking an interest. This however did not stop Yuuri from going to the trouble of contacting the Maou King on Earth, Bob, to ask him to keep an eye on Murata.
Does anyone know the name of Yuuri's sibling? I cannot remember his brother's name to save my life.I could not do more because I did not know. Get back to me so I can write the rest of this chapter.
Dying to Live Prologue
Murata had been on a mission for the last few months. The mission was simple really. While Yuuri’s rape had not stopped him from moving on, it had effectively put Murata’s life on hold. Murata became obsessed with finding Yuuri’s rapist. Every thing in Murata’s world had died away in pursuit of this defiler of Yuuri’s body. Murata’s cerebral outlook was in a complete disarray at how Yuuri could move on.
Yuuri’s wedding to Wolfram had not distracted Murata from his goal at all. He had gone as far as to ask Yuuri for the rapist’s name but with horrible results. Murata’s pride had taken a considerable beating after that misadventure. Murata’s hair had not curled the same since Wolfram burned it. This had put Murata into a bit of quandary. He knew he would not be able to continue on his existence without closure and giving up was not his style.
This is how Murata Ken found himself following Yuuri’s footsteps. Murata transferred to Yuuri’s school and took the same classes. Murata even joined the exact same curricular activities. Even though Murata was embarrassed to admit that he did not have the talent to be on the baseball team, he was fully capable of being their manager/lackey. The coach had drolly told him that students did not make the team just because of their looks but their abilities. His abilities put him firmly on the managerial side of the sport.
Murata felt comfortable with the coach instantly and liked the brusque and calm way he handled things. Murata felt that the coach provided a certain level of ease to all his troubles. Murata and most of the players felt the coach was their best friend and a father figure of sorts. Murata felt more than a little admiration for the logical approach the coach demonstrated and often stayed after to help the coach with strategy.
Murata found himself spending more and more time in the coach’s company. Now that Yuuri did not need to return to earth anymore, Murata had no one to interact with on many levels. Learning all he could about the sport of baseball appealed to his love of knowledge. Even though he was loathing admitting it, he was developing a small crush. Trying to become as indispensable to the coach as possible, gave him a purpose. If he went back to Shin Makoku, he would have a purpose but having to see Yuuri and remember his failure just hurt him.
So on Earth Murata stayed; unaware that Yuuri was becoming more uneasy with Murata’s seemingly innocuous presence on earth. After a conversation with Franc, Yuuri was sure that he had a slight understanding of how Murata was feeling but did not understand the feelings behind it. The only thing Yuuri truly cared about was that Murata was safe. As long as he stayed away from baseball, he would be fine. Yuuri had laughed at the thought of Murata attempting to play baseball or taking an interest. This however did not stop Yuuri from going to the trouble of contacting the Maou King on Earth, Bob, to ask him to keep an eye on Murata.
Does anyone know the name of Yuuri's sibling? I cannot remember his brother's name to save my life.I could not do more because I did not know. Get back to me so I can write the rest of this chapter.