The Maou’s Brother and the Prince 2/? Part 1
Title : The Maou’s Brother and the Prince 2/?
Disclaimer : Not mine. Wish they were though.
Summary : Young Shin Makoku Princes. The three brothers weren't happy with their mother's newest lover. Help came from the future ... or did it?
Author’s Note : Repost from my account in fanfiction.net. My first Kyou Kara Maou fanfic ever! Shonen-ai, Shouri/Conrad, Yuuram, slight Gwendal/Günther maybe.
Chapter 2 : The Missing Brother
Nothing like waking up with your fiancé’s foot staring back at you. For Yuuri, it’s a normal occurrence. The young Maou had just removed Wolfram’s foot from his face when he heard Günter screaming outside his room. Slowly as not to wake Wolfram, Yuuri made his way to the door. However, before he had the chance to open it, Günter came flying into the room, right on top of Yuuri. Of all luck, that’s the time Wolfram chose to wake up. Least to say, the spectacle in front of him was not what he expected to see. And he wasn’t very pleased either.
“Get off of my fiancé!!!! Yuuri, you cheater!!”
“Wolfram, it’s a misunderstanding!! Günter, get off!!”
None of them saw the captain who watched them with interest. Not until he gave them his usual greeting. “Good morning, heika, Wolfram, Günter.”
Yuuri yelled, “Conrad, help me!” To Yuuri, Conrad looked far too amused to his liking.
“Hai, hai.” He said while peeling Günter off of Yuuri.
“Thanks, and it’s Yuuri, nazukeoya.”
Conrad smiled at him. Again, this was a normal occurrence. It amazed Yuuri how the normality in his life had changed so much. Günter’s behavior was also normal though he still yet to get used to it. Yuuri’s engagement had never deterred Günter from displaying his ‘love’ for his heika. Which was also one of the reasons why Gwendal was so strict with Yuuri other than the obvious reasons but he wouldn’t go there. Not now.
“Heika, I have a very distressing news!”
“Oh, this early in the morning?” he whined but the look Conrad sent him shut him up.
The young maou tried to focus his attention on the wailing Günter but failed miserably. He thought of the bright weather outside and hoped to at least get a little bit of baseball practice with Conrad, or a picnic with his family, or a walk with Greta. Anything other the paperwork he knew was growing on his desk and Günter’s ‘distressing news’. Luckily the purple-haired man didn’t notice his lack of interest, he never did. Yuuri waited patiently for the advisor to start telling him the so-called distressing news while thinking that it wouldn’t be too distressing. After all, Günter had a flair for dramatics. That thought, however, was changed when he heard him said, “Maou-heika, your brother is missing.”
*****
Said missing brother woke up in an unfamiliar bed. He was disoriented at first but then he remembered everything. Conrad’s room. Never in his life he had thought that it could happen, but it did. And there he was. In Conrad’s bed. Alone. Conrad had insisted him to take his bed since he’s the guest and the prince chose to sleep on the settee. Which by the time Shouri woke up was already empty.
That’s not what I’m supposed to worry about!! I have to find a way to go back. Damn Shinou!
As he looked around for any clean clothes, Shouri found a note, written neatly in Conrad’s handwriting, on the nightstand, telling him that the prince was off to talk to his mother and brother about the situation Shouri was in. The situation which was not of his choosing. He remembered how weird Murata acted before he pushed him into the fountain and he had no doubt the Daikenja was the cause for this. Definitely Shinou’s accomplice. When he got home, certain people were going to get their ears full.
The now red-haired man put on the clothes which were left beside the note and sat back on the bed. He could hear the sound of the people outside, getting ready to face the day, he guessed. He should too. A meeting with Gwendal and Cheri was not what he looked forward to anytime of the day, but he had to do it.
“Shouri-san?”
“Ah, Conrad.”
The prince gave him a smile. “My mother and brother want to see you.”
Shouri sighed. He’s definitely not looking forward to it.
*****
The first thing that entered Shouri’s mind when he entered the Maou’s private study was the words ‘over the top’. Flowers, which Shouri knew were named after her children, were everywhere. And he meant everywhere, on any flat surfaces in the room. Near the window was the Maou’s desk and Cheri was sitting in the black chair, looking at him intently. Standing beside her was the eldest prince of Shin Makoku, and the one he actually think wouldn’t think twice of attacking him if he made a bad move. If looks could kill, Shouri would be bleeding on the floor by then.
“Hahaue, aniue, this is Shouri-san.” Conrad gave him an encouraging smile before moving to stand beside his brother.
“It’s an honor to be in your presence, Maou-heika, Prince von Voltaire.”
Cheri stood up and, not surprisingly, flung herself at Shouri. Shouri immediately steadied himself or else he would’ve toppled to the floor bringing the Maou with him. Now that would be much worse.
“Conrad, you didn’t tell me he’s this handsome.” She squealed.
“Hahaue, that’d hardly an important thing.” Gwendal answered instead of Conrad. The brunet’s lips formed another smile but otherwise said nothing.
“Welcome to Shin Makoku, Shouri-san. We have heard everything from Conrad. Now, we want to hear it from you.” Gwendal glared at him. “Where did you come from? We know the story you’re going to tell everyone. So tell us the truth.”
“Gwendal, you don’t have to be like that. He’s our guest.”
“It’s alright, heika. I understand.” Shouri shifted his eyes to Gwendal and looked at the prince in the eyes. “I am sorry I cannot tell you anything much other than what Conrad had told you.”
Gwendal frowned at his familiarity in calling Conrad by his first name but didn’t make a comment on it and let Shouri continue.
“I don’t know why I am here. I don’t know why Shinou … heika sent me here, but he said that it’s going to take some time until he could send me back.” Shouri hoped they didn’t point out the pause when he said Shinou’s name. Not being disrespectful or anything, but up until now, anything that involved Shinou that Shouri knew was never good.
Cheri apparently didn’t need much explanation. “You’re welcome to stay here, Shouri-san.”
“Hahaue!”
“Conrad, I’ve told the maids to prepare a room for Shouri-san. Now, you can take him around the castle.”
“Hahaue!!”
“Oh, stop it, Gwendal. There is no problem in letting him stay. I’m sure that is what Shinou-heika would want. Shouri-san, I would really love to join you two but unfortunately I still have much work to do. Well, enjoy your stay here.”
Shouri bowed his head respectfully. “Thank you, Maou-heika.”
*****
“So this is the new guest.”
The mini Wolfram gave him a thorough look while clutching his brother’s legs like his life depend on it. The little prince jumped on Conrad right after they stepped out of the room. Shouri suspected he had been outside the door the whole time. What made him wonder, however, was the kid didn’t barge into the room like he wont to do when Yuuri was working. Perhaps that’s because he doesn’t believe Yuuri is really working.
“Wolfram, this is my distant cousin, Alaric.” Then Conrad turned his head and proudly presented his brother. “This is my younger brother, Wolfram von Bielefeld.”
Wolfram glared at Shouri. Shouri stared back at the young prince impassively. Glaring back at a kid would make him look childish and undignified no matter how much he was tempted to do just that.
“Alright …, Wolf, I’m going to show Alaric around the castle.” He took in his brother’s growing pout and quickly continued. “Do you want to come with us?”
The blond looked up at his elder brother and with a bright smile that Shouri had never seen on his face, Wolfram gave Conrad a vigorous nod.
*****
Not even once in his life he thought he could ever see Wolfram other than a brat who tried to lead his beloved brother down the ‘wrong path’, but that morning had made Shouri see Wolfram in a different light. Although he had to admit Conrad played a huge part in that too. That morning, Wolf was an angel. Sure, he still sent him glares especially when he thought Conrad was talking too long to Shouri or any time when he thought his brother was not giving him full attention. But the way the little boy held onto his brother’s hand the whole way and stood between Shouri and Conrad was so cute he didn’t care much about the glares.
He was used to the glares. They glared at each other every time. With older Wolfram he meant, not the kid. Shouri because he didn’t like Wolfram being engaged to Yuuri and Wolfram because Shouri was the only person in Yuuri’s family who was against the engagement. This side of Wolfram, however, was not something he had ever seen before, not even when he was with Yuuri. The blond was so trusting, so full of adoration when he looked at his elder brother. When Shouri remembered how the Wolfram he knew treated Conrad, that made him wonder how this adoring brother turned to hate Conrad so much.
“This is Anissina’s laboratory. It’d be much better if you stay out of this place though.” Conrad’s voice brought him back to reality. “I don’t want you to find out how dangerous it is to be here in the hard way.” He said the latter part in a small voice.
Shouri nodded. “I know.”
Conrad raised his eyebrow in a very good imitation of Gwendal. “I … see.”
“Ne, chicchai aniue, I’m sleepy.” Wolfram tugged on Conrad’s hand, scrubbing his eye with his other hand.
“Let’s take you to bed then.” He turned to Shouri. “Sh- Ah, can you wait for me in the library for a second? I’ll be back soon.”
Since they had gone to the library before and the fact that Shouri had more than one occasion made the library his sanctuary every time he visited Yuuri, he nodded. Wolfram looked like he was about to protest when Conrad sent him a look. The blond slowly reached out both of his hands to Conrad, asking him to pick him up. With a smile, Conrad lifted the boy easily. Wolfram sent the young Maou-to-be a sleepy glare as his brother carried him back to his room.
Disclaimer : Not mine. Wish they were though.
Summary : Young Shin Makoku Princes. The three brothers weren't happy with their mother's newest lover. Help came from the future ... or did it?
Author’s Note : Repost from my account in fanfiction.net. My first Kyou Kara Maou fanfic ever! Shonen-ai, Shouri/Conrad, Yuuram, slight Gwendal/Günther maybe.
Chapter 2 : The Missing Brother
Nothing like waking up with your fiancé’s foot staring back at you. For Yuuri, it’s a normal occurrence. The young Maou had just removed Wolfram’s foot from his face when he heard Günter screaming outside his room. Slowly as not to wake Wolfram, Yuuri made his way to the door. However, before he had the chance to open it, Günter came flying into the room, right on top of Yuuri. Of all luck, that’s the time Wolfram chose to wake up. Least to say, the spectacle in front of him was not what he expected to see. And he wasn’t very pleased either.
“Get off of my fiancé!!!! Yuuri, you cheater!!”
“Wolfram, it’s a misunderstanding!! Günter, get off!!”
None of them saw the captain who watched them with interest. Not until he gave them his usual greeting. “Good morning, heika, Wolfram, Günter.”
Yuuri yelled, “Conrad, help me!” To Yuuri, Conrad looked far too amused to his liking.
“Hai, hai.” He said while peeling Günter off of Yuuri.
“Thanks, and it’s Yuuri, nazukeoya.”
Conrad smiled at him. Again, this was a normal occurrence. It amazed Yuuri how the normality in his life had changed so much. Günter’s behavior was also normal though he still yet to get used to it. Yuuri’s engagement had never deterred Günter from displaying his ‘love’ for his heika. Which was also one of the reasons why Gwendal was so strict with Yuuri other than the obvious reasons but he wouldn’t go there. Not now.
“Heika, I have a very distressing news!”
“Oh, this early in the morning?” he whined but the look Conrad sent him shut him up.
The young maou tried to focus his attention on the wailing Günter but failed miserably. He thought of the bright weather outside and hoped to at least get a little bit of baseball practice with Conrad, or a picnic with his family, or a walk with Greta. Anything other the paperwork he knew was growing on his desk and Günter’s ‘distressing news’. Luckily the purple-haired man didn’t notice his lack of interest, he never did. Yuuri waited patiently for the advisor to start telling him the so-called distressing news while thinking that it wouldn’t be too distressing. After all, Günter had a flair for dramatics. That thought, however, was changed when he heard him said, “Maou-heika, your brother is missing.”
*****
Said missing brother woke up in an unfamiliar bed. He was disoriented at first but then he remembered everything. Conrad’s room. Never in his life he had thought that it could happen, but it did. And there he was. In Conrad’s bed. Alone. Conrad had insisted him to take his bed since he’s the guest and the prince chose to sleep on the settee. Which by the time Shouri woke up was already empty.
That’s not what I’m supposed to worry about!! I have to find a way to go back. Damn Shinou!
As he looked around for any clean clothes, Shouri found a note, written neatly in Conrad’s handwriting, on the nightstand, telling him that the prince was off to talk to his mother and brother about the situation Shouri was in. The situation which was not of his choosing. He remembered how weird Murata acted before he pushed him into the fountain and he had no doubt the Daikenja was the cause for this. Definitely Shinou’s accomplice. When he got home, certain people were going to get their ears full.
The now red-haired man put on the clothes which were left beside the note and sat back on the bed. He could hear the sound of the people outside, getting ready to face the day, he guessed. He should too. A meeting with Gwendal and Cheri was not what he looked forward to anytime of the day, but he had to do it.
“Shouri-san?”
“Ah, Conrad.”
The prince gave him a smile. “My mother and brother want to see you.”
Shouri sighed. He’s definitely not looking forward to it.
*****
The first thing that entered Shouri’s mind when he entered the Maou’s private study was the words ‘over the top’. Flowers, which Shouri knew were named after her children, were everywhere. And he meant everywhere, on any flat surfaces in the room. Near the window was the Maou’s desk and Cheri was sitting in the black chair, looking at him intently. Standing beside her was the eldest prince of Shin Makoku, and the one he actually think wouldn’t think twice of attacking him if he made a bad move. If looks could kill, Shouri would be bleeding on the floor by then.
“Hahaue, aniue, this is Shouri-san.” Conrad gave him an encouraging smile before moving to stand beside his brother.
“It’s an honor to be in your presence, Maou-heika, Prince von Voltaire.”
Cheri stood up and, not surprisingly, flung herself at Shouri. Shouri immediately steadied himself or else he would’ve toppled to the floor bringing the Maou with him. Now that would be much worse.
“Conrad, you didn’t tell me he’s this handsome.” She squealed.
“Hahaue, that’d hardly an important thing.” Gwendal answered instead of Conrad. The brunet’s lips formed another smile but otherwise said nothing.
“Welcome to Shin Makoku, Shouri-san. We have heard everything from Conrad. Now, we want to hear it from you.” Gwendal glared at him. “Where did you come from? We know the story you’re going to tell everyone. So tell us the truth.”
“Gwendal, you don’t have to be like that. He’s our guest.”
“It’s alright, heika. I understand.” Shouri shifted his eyes to Gwendal and looked at the prince in the eyes. “I am sorry I cannot tell you anything much other than what Conrad had told you.”
Gwendal frowned at his familiarity in calling Conrad by his first name but didn’t make a comment on it and let Shouri continue.
“I don’t know why I am here. I don’t know why Shinou … heika sent me here, but he said that it’s going to take some time until he could send me back.” Shouri hoped they didn’t point out the pause when he said Shinou’s name. Not being disrespectful or anything, but up until now, anything that involved Shinou that Shouri knew was never good.
Cheri apparently didn’t need much explanation. “You’re welcome to stay here, Shouri-san.”
“Hahaue!”
“Conrad, I’ve told the maids to prepare a room for Shouri-san. Now, you can take him around the castle.”
“Hahaue!!”
“Oh, stop it, Gwendal. There is no problem in letting him stay. I’m sure that is what Shinou-heika would want. Shouri-san, I would really love to join you two but unfortunately I still have much work to do. Well, enjoy your stay here.”
Shouri bowed his head respectfully. “Thank you, Maou-heika.”
*****
“So this is the new guest.”
The mini Wolfram gave him a thorough look while clutching his brother’s legs like his life depend on it. The little prince jumped on Conrad right after they stepped out of the room. Shouri suspected he had been outside the door the whole time. What made him wonder, however, was the kid didn’t barge into the room like he wont to do when Yuuri was working. Perhaps that’s because he doesn’t believe Yuuri is really working.
“Wolfram, this is my distant cousin, Alaric.” Then Conrad turned his head and proudly presented his brother. “This is my younger brother, Wolfram von Bielefeld.”
Wolfram glared at Shouri. Shouri stared back at the young prince impassively. Glaring back at a kid would make him look childish and undignified no matter how much he was tempted to do just that.
“Alright …, Wolf, I’m going to show Alaric around the castle.” He took in his brother’s growing pout and quickly continued. “Do you want to come with us?”
The blond looked up at his elder brother and with a bright smile that Shouri had never seen on his face, Wolfram gave Conrad a vigorous nod.
*****
Not even once in his life he thought he could ever see Wolfram other than a brat who tried to lead his beloved brother down the ‘wrong path’, but that morning had made Shouri see Wolfram in a different light. Although he had to admit Conrad played a huge part in that too. That morning, Wolf was an angel. Sure, he still sent him glares especially when he thought Conrad was talking too long to Shouri or any time when he thought his brother was not giving him full attention. But the way the little boy held onto his brother’s hand the whole way and stood between Shouri and Conrad was so cute he didn’t care much about the glares.
He was used to the glares. They glared at each other every time. With older Wolfram he meant, not the kid. Shouri because he didn’t like Wolfram being engaged to Yuuri and Wolfram because Shouri was the only person in Yuuri’s family who was against the engagement. This side of Wolfram, however, was not something he had ever seen before, not even when he was with Yuuri. The blond was so trusting, so full of adoration when he looked at his elder brother. When Shouri remembered how the Wolfram he knew treated Conrad, that made him wonder how this adoring brother turned to hate Conrad so much.
“This is Anissina’s laboratory. It’d be much better if you stay out of this place though.” Conrad’s voice brought him back to reality. “I don’t want you to find out how dangerous it is to be here in the hard way.” He said the latter part in a small voice.
Shouri nodded. “I know.”
Conrad raised his eyebrow in a very good imitation of Gwendal. “I … see.”
“Ne, chicchai aniue, I’m sleepy.” Wolfram tugged on Conrad’s hand, scrubbing his eye with his other hand.
“Let’s take you to bed then.” He turned to Shouri. “Sh- Ah, can you wait for me in the library for a second? I’ll be back soon.”
Since they had gone to the library before and the fact that Shouri had more than one occasion made the library his sanctuary every time he visited Yuuri, he nodded. Wolfram looked like he was about to protest when Conrad sent him a look. The blond slowly reached out both of his hands to Conrad, asking him to pick him up. With a smile, Conrad lifted the boy easily. Wolfram sent the young Maou-to-be a sleepy glare as his brother carried him back to his room.