First Snow: "Merry Christmas"

a/n: It might be a bit MurataWolfram but I promise it'll eventually be YuuRam… here it goes++ Merry Christmas Everyone! …nn…

It's actually quite random and corny… gomen!!!

Chapter 1

"In the whole thousands of years I have been reborn, I have never seen snow fall onto our land…" a bespectacled man said to the maiden that stood beside him along with the being present among them in the temple.

'You know there's only one way for there to be snow this time of the year, my sage…' a voice echoed through the temples, and yet, only the two of them could hear it speak. The sage shrugged, "Yeah, I know."

"And judging by what's happening between them, it won't be falling any time soon… I really do want to see snow. I've never been allowed outside of the temple so I haven't seen any…" the maiden said with a sigh. The man that was the original king laughed a bit, 'It seems so. I'm sorry for such inconvenience, Ulrike. To make up for it…' the voice trailed away.

The soukoku frowned, "What are you planning, Shinou?" he asked with skepticism. The sage swore he saw the man smile, though not physically of course. 'My sage, will you be of service to me once more?'

The sage sighed, "It's not like I can refuse…" once more, the sage thought he saw the man smile mischievously. He sighed again with a shake of his head which made the maiden laugh a bit at the expression the sage gave off.

'Ken, I want you to make it snow this season.'

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"What the…"

That was all the blonde prince could say when he stepped into the dining room, which was now apparently covered with weird plants on the ceiling. His eyebrows twitched as he saw Günter trying to glomp his fiancé AGAIN but something was quite different this time…

Günter was trying to kiss Yuuri.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING GÜNTER!?" he shouted as he pried the man he now labeled as "perverted advisor" off his fiancé. Günter straightened himself as he looked straight at Wolfram. "I'm the one who's supposed to be asking you that, Lord von Bielefeld. Just what are you doing?"

Wolfram's blood boiled and his vein snapped, "I'm stopping you from kissing my wimp of a fiancé!" He then turned to Yuuri who raised his hands to signify that he was innocent, "or did you ask Günter to kiss you, you CHEATER!" he shouted as he glared daggers into the king. Yuuri shook his head in protest, "Of course I didn't! Didn't you see I was trying to stop him too?! Who the hell wants to be kissed by another guy?"

Wolfram halted his tantrums and turned to walk out of the room, his purpose of walking in it in the first place was long forgotten. Yuuri flinched at the loud slam as the blonde prince closed the door. The king stared at it bewilderedly.

"What the hell's wrong with him?"

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Wolfram's POV

I took long strides across the corridors away from the dining room for the nobles. I wasn't actually running. I was just walking faster than usual. I cursed as I felt a tinge of what seemed like sadness in my heart. What a stupid feeling! This is, definitely, NOT like me… I let out what my head has been repeating for what seemed like hours now. "Yuuri, that insensitive wimp!"

"Who the hell wants to be kissed by another guy?"

I shouldn't really be affected by this stupid comment right? It's stupid, like I said. It's supposed to be an insignificant fact for me…

…an insignificant fact…

Just what is it with me!? I know that I love the wimp, but I also know that he doesn't feel the same for me. The solution was simple and I thought of it as soon as I admitted my feelings for him: to forget and live on. Tsk, it was easier said than done…

He likes women, which I am not and certainly will NEVER be. He should just break the engagement so I can get the hell out of here and return to the land of Bielefelds. Conrart can take care of him in my place. He does seem to like him more than me… much much more… I admit that sometimes I want to trade places with Conrart just so that Yuuri would smile at me like that… a smile without any sign of annoyance…

I grimaced a bit. There were also times that I tend to hate him more than I already do…

I sighed, I never really hated Conrart. Well, at least not the grudging hatred I show all of them. I want to be with my brother like the time when we were still children, but my pride prevents me from doing anything about it. I can pretend to hate him and convince myself in the process just so I can distance myself from him… so I can protect myself from getting hurt when he…

I shook my head slightly. I can't really hate him for making Yuuri fonder of him than me. I understand why. I mean, who'd choose an arrogant, sharp tongued, aggressive, spoiled brat of a prince like me over a gentle, kind, calm, and amazing swordsman like Conrart?

I never realized I was walking until I bumped into someone. I cursed as I fell ungracefully to the ground, but the impact never came as the man caught me in time. "Are you alright, Lord von Bielefeld?" a familiar voice asked me. I looked up to see it was Geika. Now that I thought about it, he wasn't at the dining room just now.

"Lord von Bielefeld?" he asked. I blinked and straightened myself, "ah, I'm sorry, Geika, and yes, I'm alright." I looked at him. Something was wrong. He wasn't his usually cheerful, perverted self. I cocked my head out of habit, "Is something the matter, Geika?" I asked, a little bit concerned. After all, it's not actually every day that you get to see Geika with this kind of expression.

Besides, if he's troubled, then it must be something big. He is the great sage, though a bit perverted. He shook his head weakly. Something was definitely up. He looked up at me and smiled, "No, nothing's wrong. Anyway, weren't you headed for breakfast?" he asked, changing the topic. I think my face darkened since his smile was wiped away somehow. I sighed.

"I was but I realized that I wasn't hungry." I said, which wasn't exactly a lie! My hunger left me when that wimp made a masked announcement, yet again, that he doesn't love me. Anyways, I bowed my head towards the sage and made my leave, past him. Geika nodded in return.

"So Shibuya did it again huh?"

I stopped in my tracks. What did he say? I turned to look at the sage and I saw him smiling at me… angelic was the only word I could think of. A word I never thought I'd use to describe the perverted great sage. He extended his hand and I just stared at it stupidly. I looked up at him with questioning eyes.

His smile widened more than I thought it could, "Care to tell what happened?" My brow raised itself skeptically. Why the hell would the Great Sage want to hear what happened from me? Surely he can just ask his wimp of a best friend right?

"Why don't you ask your majesty instead?" I replied. I was clearly angry; addressing my fiancé with his title bitterly was something I seldom do. He answered quite frankly in my opinion. "Because he'll just answer, 'I'm not gay, Murata'. That's what he always says. He's quite too defensive, really. It doesn't really matter in this world, and yet, he can't seem to get that."

I nodded in agreement, "He's such a wimp to accept that's its legal here." I replied bitterly.

"Or to accept that he is one. I wouldn't exactly call him 'gay' though. I think the society of our world just labeled them that because it's strange, two guys together. People tend to hate things they don't fully understand or they wouldn't want to get involved with it."

So that was why Yuuri was so hesitant to deal with me… He thinks it's strange for us to be together because we're both guys. He kept on saying so but I just thought that it's because he's a wimp. He hates the thought of it. He hates the thought of being with me. I heard a sigh that made me look up.

I saw Geika shaking his head. I raised my brow at him. "You missed the point. I never thought you'd be such a negative person, Lord von Bielefeld." I looked at him skeptically for the nth time. "What are you implying?" I asked a bit angry. Why was he here anyway? And why am I even talking to him!? He stepped closer.

"I'm saying that he might like you, Lord von Bielefeld."

My mind was racing. There's no way he'd like me, he said so himself! But the thought of him liking me back is a more appealing thought than the former. But if I lead myself on, I might get hurt, not that I'm wasn't hurt before. I saw his hand extended towards me, and I am once more, confused. What should I trust? Yuuri's words?…

…or the advice of the wisest person in the whole universe?

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Yuuri's POV

What was wrong with Wolfram? Why'd he leave just like that!? Not even helping me get away from Günter. It was a good thing Conrad and Gwendal got him to stop, or else I would've, most probably, died. Why were those mistletoes there anyways!? But I still can't understand Wolfram. All I did was reject Günter, why was he so mad? My heart beat faster. Did he want me to like Günter because he already liked someone else?

I sighed, there's no way that could happen, he was angry that Günter tried to… erm… do that. Why am I getting nervous anyway? It's not like I like Wolfram that way. Maybe I'm just curious as to who the person is, I mean, I don't want Wolfram to like someone bad right? He doesn't deserve it, although I doubt he'll like someone like that.

"What's wrong, heika?" I turned to Conrad who asked me the question. "What do you mean?" I asked back while cocking my head to the side. Why was Conrad asking me this? Did I say something? I don't remember saying anything. Was something on my face then? I don't really think so, I just washed my face this morning. So, why?

He smiled at me and answered, "Well, your frown was pretty deep. And I could see something in your eyes… jealousy? Who, may I ask, are you jealous of?" the tone of his voice was a bit too amused in my opinion. His question made me flush, and I don't even know why! I was definitely NOT jealous of whoever Wolfram has taken liking to! I mean, why would I? He's a guy! There's no way to like a guy and I don't understand why other guys, well, like other guys!

"Why are you blushing, sire?" he pressed on. I think Conrad's making fun of me. What the hell!? "I'm not blushing!" I think I sounded a bit too defensive because he started laughing. "I'm sorry for making fun of you like that, Yuuri, but you don't need to worry about Wolfram. He definitely wouldn't kiss anyone else but you under the mistletoe."

I blushed more. That wasn't what I was thinking but… the thought of it was… my brow raised as my heart pumped faster. Wolfram kissing someone else other than me was… wrong. Wait… other than me?

WHAT!?

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Wolfram's POV

So, I found myself walking with the great sage while telling him everything that had happened in the dining room a. k. a. Yuuri's insensitivity!

"…and Günter even told me, 'I'm the one who's supposed to be asking you that, Lord von Bielefeld.' I mean what the hell!? He was the one throwing himself onto my fiancé! He had no right to do that, lest ask me why I was practically removing him from Yuuri!" I heard a small laugh from the sage that made me frown, scowl, or whatever you want to call it. Just an expression that shows my unhappiness towards his gesture.

"Shut it! You're the one who told me to talk! If you're just going to laugh then, I'm leaving!" I said as I stood and he stopped laughing immediately, "No, you misunderstood. May I ask if there was a small plant on the ceiling above them?" he asked.

"Yes, there were a bunch of them on the ceiling. It wasn't just in the dining room. There were plants all over the place. There was one in our bedroom too, and a bunch in the corridors. What were they anyway!? It couldn't have just grown there overnight!" I said while thinking over the places I saw those things. It was weird, I've never seen a plant like it all my life, and yet, now, it's all over the place!

"Oh, those were mistletoes." He said nonchalantly. A what? "Well, what's that thing got to do here?" His smile broadened as he looked at me. "What?" was all I could say. He smiled again, "You see, Wolfram, there's this tradition on Earth to put up this kinds of things in a certain season at the near end of the year. It's a season called Christmas. Now, we earthlings prepare for this one day, December 25, a hundred days before hand by decorating our houses and having a count down. The mistletoe is one of the designs and it's a tradition that when two people meet under one of them, they kiss."

My eyes widen. What the hell!? Günter did that on purpose! "What a stupid custom" I said as I folded my arms. It really was. I don't see the logic in it. "Well, I also don't see the logic in slapping the person you love to propose to him… I guess Shinou and I were a bit off when that became a custom…" he said more to himself than to me and giggled. He looked weird but at the same time cute… whatever, I need to remove every single one of those mistletoe things where Yuuri might meet with another guy!

I stood up. "If you're thinking of removing them, it'll be nearly impossible, seeing that it's Lord von Christ that's put them there." I frowned at him. "Well, what am I supposed to do to stop Yuuri from having a reason to cheat on me?" I asked. His smile disappeared, "You shouldn't hold on to Shibuya too much or he'll get choked. Loosen up a bit." He said as he rested his face onto his palm. My eyes narrowed, "How am I supposed to do that when I know that he doesn't even have a thread of a will to hold on here?" I lowered my head. "I know already… I know that he doesn't want me… That's why…"

Damn it. This is the great sage! THE GREAT SAGE that's RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! Watching me break like this! I have to stop before I completely lose my pride t–…

My eyes widen as I felt myself hit a firm black uniformed chest gently, and a pair of black arms encircled around me. It was so warm. It's been ages since someone has held me like this… It was so warm, comfortable…

But it was still the great sage so I tried to pull away but to no avail… He didn't let me… I'm not sure if he's just strong despite his appearance or that a part of me doesn't really want him to let go of me… It can't be the latter, right?

"I don't mind if you come to me when you feel like that… It must've been hard, not having anyone you can confide in… I'm here now, even if Shibuya rejects you, I won't…" he muttered soothingly. I shifted my gaze even though it was unnecessary, seeing that I can't really see him and likewise for him. "I don't need any help…" I muttered stubbornly. That was true. I never needed any help, and I never will. I have been through a lot on my own, and I know I can go on that way.

I don't need anyone to confide in. If I need to cry, I can cry by myself. If I'm frustrated, I can spar for the life of me until I'm satisfied. If I'm sad, then I'll loath in my room alone. If I fall, I'll get up on my own. And if I break, I'll find my pieces on my own. I'm strong for what has happened before and I'll continue to be stronger.

"Heh" I felt my eyes narrow a bit. "What's so funny?" I asked the sage that held me. "Well, you're too prideful." I scowled, "That's not something to laugh about…" I complained.

"Yeah, probably…"

"I don't get it… Why are you bothering yourself with me? Shouldn't you be planning the future of the kingdom with Aniue or Ulrike? Or doing something more productive?" I asked. He's such a strange character. He's cheerful and bland but mysterious and reserved at the same time. You can never tell what he's thinking… It's weird. I felt his hug tightened.

"I am doing something productive."

"And what exactly are you doing?"

I could only picture him smile (seeing my position) and say…

"…planning a way to make you smile again…"

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Murata's POV

Damned Shinou…

How the hell am I supposed to make it snow!? And by Christmas!? Well, it's not like I'm entitled to do it but, if Shinou's involved, bad things might happen… Tsk…

The only way to make it snow is for the king during that time to have someone he love by his side and they have to acknowledge each other. I'm not sure why that's the case but it is so there's no other way. I shook my head problematically as I continued to walk along the corridors of Blood Pledge Castle.

Well, it's not like it's impossible. It's just really hard to do. I can see that Shibuya already loves Lord von Bielefeld. So what's hard about it, you may ask? It'll be quite hard convincing the most prejudiced person in Shin Makoku, that is Shibuya, that he does love a man called Wolfram von Bielefeld. I sighed. Shibuya is totally attached to the fact that he isn't gay (thanks to stupid teachings from Earth) and it'll be quite hard to change his beliefs.

Maybe the only way for him to realize his feelings for Lord von Bielefeld is for him to lose him. I can't really kill Lord von Bielefeld. That method is totally out of the question. So what if I steal him? Will that be enough for him to realize his feelings? Just a little push?

Well, none of Lord von Bielefeld's admirers, however many they are, have enough guts to confess, seeing that it's the king that seemingly has his eyes on him. But it's not like I can pull this one off. Lord von Bielefeld's quite a loyal guy. I have to find a way to waver his feelings somehow so he'll come to me and not to Shibuya, then Shibuya would be the one to run after him.

This might be a bit illogical. What if Lord von Bielefeld falls for me? Tsk, impossible. He's loyal to Shibuya. So, are there any holes in my plan then? I laughed a bit, I guess there are many holes in this plan of mine, but it can't be helped. I haven't been given all the time in the world but there's a chance that this might work, I hope.

I just hope that Shibuya does what I expect him to do so we'll all be happy with the snow soon…

Maybe I should ask Yozak for some help?

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I sighed, no matter how I think my plan through, it's so… unlike me! It's completely unlike me to device a plan so… simple minded! This is more like how Shibuya would plan. I sighed once more. If I meet with Lord von Bielefeld now, I guess what I have to do is earn his trust first. It's not like I'm going to lie, right? I'm not an enemy or a spy so I don't really need to be nervous about not properly carrying out my role.

Besides, I am his friend. Anyways, I think he'd be at breakfast so it'll be unlikely to bump into him – ugh!

What the - !?

I had less time to think so I caught whoever it was I bumped into before he had hit the ground. My eyes widen as I took in who the person was… damned Shinou… and I swore I heard him snicker, that old bastard…

"Are you alright, Lord von Bielefeld?"

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He looked somewhat surprised, I sighed. Shouldn't I be the one surprised? I mean, the moment I thought how unlikely it was to bump into him, he literally bumps into me!

"Lord von Bielefeld?" I called again as I looked at his surprised figure in my arms. He looked, well, beautiful as always. I frowned at my choice of words to describe him. He stood from my arms and I felt a bit, what? Sadden at the broken contact? It can't be… At least, that's what I told myself.

"ah, I'm sorry, Geika, and yes, I'm alright." He said as he looked at me and I saw him cock his head, which was unexpected, seeing who this person was. And it was… cute… "Is something the matter, Geika?" he asked unexpectedly. I wonder why. Is something in my expression wrong?

Anyways, I shook my head and looked up to him with a smile and replied, "No, nothing's wrong. Anyway, weren't you headed for breakfast?" I know that I was clearly changing the topic but it can't be helped. I don't exactly want him to know what I'm planning, right?

I saw his face darkened with my question and my smile was gone as soon as it appeared. For some reason I don't like that expression. He sighed and I frowned more. I don't exactly know why but I think Shibuya probably messed up again. He's impossible…

"I was but I realized that I wasn't hungry." He said, which was clearly a lie. He bowed his head towards me, signaling that he's going to make his leave. Wait, this is my chance to get close to him. I smiled a bit in my head.

"So Shibuya did it again huh?" I muttered as he strode past me. The taps on the floor distinctively stopped as I finished the question. Well, it was more like a statement, really. He turned around and I smiled at him, understandingly. Well, I do sympathize with him. Shibuya is an idiot. I guess I'll offer my help genuinely and not just because of my plan. Anyways, I could kill two birds with one stone, ne? Helping Lord von Bielefeld and earning his favor in the process. Not a bad deal, it's not like I'm going to lose anything, right?

I extended my hand to him and he looked at me, inquiring what my hand meant. I smiled. Lord von Bielefeld can be quite dense at times. "Care to tell what happened?" I asked and he just raised his eyebrows at me in skepticism once more. I forced back a laugh, he looked so cute that you'd forget how scary he is when he's in the battlefield.

"Why don't you ask your majesty instead?" he said. Anger and sadness was imminent in his voice. He was, in my opinion, very angry at Shibuya. I sighed, I wonder what he did this time… Anyways, I replied, "Because he'll just answer, 'I'm not gay, Murata'. That's what he always says. He's quite too defensive, really. It doesn't really matter in this world, and yet, he can't seem to get that." And I didn't lie when I said it. Shibuya really said that. It's stupid because it really had no relevance to what I said which was, 'Lord von Bielefeld is beautiful, right Shibuya?' He's too defensive that it's obvious that he's just in denial. Hm, maybe I'm just to knowing?

He nodded vigorously in agreement, "He's such a wimp to accept that's its legal here." He said bitterly. I sighed, maybe I should put a little hope in him. It'll be bad if he lost it now.

"Or to accept that he is one. I wouldn't exactly call him 'gay' though. I think the society of our world just labeled them that because it's strange, two guys together. People tend to hate things they don't fully understand or they wouldn't want to get involved with it." I added and from the look on his face, I guess he took it in the negative way. I sighed, why is he so negative and… vulnerable? I felt a tug in my heart. Yes, Lord von Bielefeld does look vulnerable right now, and it's all because of Shibuya… I felt my hands turn to fists, I sighed. I don't understand, really, but I'm a bit angered by this.

I shook my head and voiced out my thoughts, "You missed the point. I never thought you'd be such a negative person, Lord von Bielefeld." He looked at me skeptically once more and asked with an irritated tone, "What are you implying?" I stepped closer to emphasize what I wanted to say. "I'm saying that he might like you, Lord von Bielefeld."

I extended my hand once more, "So, can you tell me what happened?" I asked clearly. He bowed his head slightly, probably in resignation, and took my hand. I felt my heart jump a bit at the new found contact. It made me smile a bit. So, I pulled him to the gardens as he began his tale of what happened at breakfast.

After he said the part about Günter, I just had to laugh. Misletoes… I have seen some on my way to the dining room. That's probably it, and I think I'm partly to blame because I'm the one who lent a book to Günter about Christmas. I peeked at Lord von Bielefeld's expression and it was priceless! I think it was supposed to be a scowl but it looked like a pout on his face, and it was so cute!

"Shut it! You're the one who told me to talk! If you're just going to laugh then, I'm leaving!" he said as he stood and I stopped laughing immediately, "No, you misunderstood. May I ask if there was a small plant on the ceiling above them?" I asked, knowing what the answer would be.

"Yes, there were a bunch of them on the ceiling. It wasn't just in the dining room. There were plants all over the place. There was one in our bedroom too, and a bunch in the corridors. What were they anyway!? It couldn't have just grown there overnight!" he said in an irritated way. I can't really blame him. Having too much of those things is a bit of a nuisance.

"Oh, those were mistletoes." I said, explaining. "Well, what's that thing got to do here?" he asked impatiently. I smiled more, well, the custom surrounding it could be to my advantage. I looked at him mischievously. "What?" he said, probably uneasy, I smiled again, "You see, Wolfram, there's this tradition on Earth to put up this kinds of things in a certain season at the near end of the year. It's a season called Christmas. Now, we earthlings prepare for this one day, December 25, a hundred days before hand by decorating our houses and having a countdown. The mistletoe is one of the designs and it's a tradition that when two people meet under one of them, they kiss."

His eyes widened, as expected. He's probably thinking that Günter placed them there on purpose. "What a stupid custom" he said as he folded his arms. Well, I couldn't blame him. It was a strange custom and I don't see the logic in it. Which reminds me of a strange custom here in Shin Makoku…

"Well, I also don't see the logic in slapping the person you love to propose to him… I guess, Shinou and I were a bit off when that became a custom…" I muttered to myself and I couldn't help but laugh at the memory. It was a stupid custom indeed. I felt Lord von Bielefeld stand up from our spot in the garden. I guess he'll want to remove them, which is impossible!

"If you're thinking of removing them, it'll b nearly impossible, seeing that it's Lord von Christ that's put them there." He frowned and threw a question at me, "Well, what am I supposed to do to stop Yuuri from having a reason to cheat on me?" My smile disappeared. He clings too much on Shibuya. Shibuya isn't really cheating on him, so there's really no need. If it goes on like this, Shibuya might really drift away from him. "You shouldn't hold on to Shibuya too much or he'll get choked. Loosen up a bit." I said as I placed my elbow on my knees and rested my face onto my palms. His eyes narrowed, as if telling me I don't understand… What he said struck me, I never thought…

"How am I supposed to do that when I know that he doesn't even have a thread of a will to hold on here?" He lowered his head to hide his eyes. "I know already… I know that he doesn't want me… That's why…"

I felt my heart twinge in regret for what I said. Maybe I'm also being insensitive. I said that I'll earn his favor but I probably hurt him more. My eyes soften. He's breaking down in front of me, this is probably proof enough that he's really been hurt by Shibuya…

No, not just Shibuya… He's been through a lot; the war, finding out Conrad was a human, and there were probably betrayals during the war… and now, Shibuya… And I'm adding myself into the mix as well. I'm such a selfish bastard… I closed my eyes…

I'm sorry…

I stood up and pulled him into a hug. He struggled a bit but I won't let him go. I'll show him that he isn't completely alone here and I won't do this for you, Shinou… I'll do this because I want to…

…because I want him to smile genuinely…

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"I don't mind if you come to me when you feel like that… It must've been hard, not having anyone you can confide in… I'm here now, even if Shibuya rejects you, I won't…"

Well, that's what I said. Sappy, I know, but I'm really not that good with words, well, not right now… It isn't really helping with my mission but at least it'll help Wolfram a bit, at least, I hope it helped… My mission can wait… I still have time…

He shifted his head in my embrace, "I don't need any help…" he muttered stubbornly. It's obvious that he needs it. He's so stubborn, and yet, that's one of the things that make him Wolfram von Bielefeld. It made laugh a bit, good-naturedly of course.

"What's so funny?" he asked, a bit too venomously. "Well, you're too prideful." Was my only reply. I still held him in my arms. It felt good, I noted, especially since he's not struggling to get away from me. "That's not something to laugh about…" he commented. I smiled, "Yeah, probably…"

Silence passed a bit, "I don't get it… Why are you bothering yourself with me? Shouldn't you be planning the future of the kingdom with Aniue or Ulrike? Or doing something more productive?" he asked. I pondered for a reply. I smiled at what I found and what made me happy was that I wasn't going to lie about it. I tightened my hug, it felt nice…

"I am doing something productive."

"And what exactly are you doing?"

I smiled as I looked at the soft blonde hair in front of my nose.

"…planning a way to make you smile again…"

"What?" he asked. I smiled more, "I want to make you smile… a genuine one…" I heard him smirk through my uniform, "I don't think that's productive… You should be thinking of a way to make that wimp more capable of taking care of himself…" he said.

I closed my eyes with a little frown, "You think too much of Shibuya. It's not wrong to think about yourself at times too." I said. It was true. He's too preoccupied with taking care of Shibuya that he's nearly neglecting himself. "I'm a selfish, spoilt brat. I can't possibly think about myself more than I already do…" he said bitterly.

I smiled, he's too negative. "That's not true. Ever since Shibuya came here, you saw to it that Shibuya was taken care of and almost everything you do was for him. You give up everything for Shibuya. I know you declined that party in your honor last week just because Shibuya wanted to hike with Conrad. You just make everyone think your spoiled, but actually, you're the one who's given up most of his for Shibuya. No, I don't think you're spoiled…" I said soothingly.

I felt him return my embrace tightly… My eyes softened…

"I… I just wanted Yuuri to…" he said with a little sob. I can't imagine a strong-willed person like Lord von Bielefeld crying just because of that stupid king of ours… I noted a bit of anger there but whatever… I don't think Wolfram deserves more pain…

…he's gone through enough…

I hugged him tighter as he sobbed more and tightened his grip onto my jacket as well, "I understand…

…you just wanted him to see you…" that dense idiot. I added as an after-thought. I felt him push us apart. His head was still bowed but I could still see his face as he wiped his tears. A frown marred my face, "It's embarrassing…" he said with a final wipe before looking me in the eye. He hasn't cried for a long time so there weren't really that much trace of what went on there but his eyes were still a bit glassy. "I'm sorry" he muttered. I smiled as I caressed his cheek, which made his eyes widen. I noted a bit of a blush right there, which made me smile. It might not suite him, because he is Wolfram but he looked adorable!

"It's alright to cry sometimes. You can come to me if you want to cry, I promise I won't make fun of you." I said as I raised my right hand. I saw him smile, which made my heart lighten a little. That suits him much better than a frown. "Is that the way you make pledges on Earth?" he asked.

I nodded, "We raise our right hands to signify a vow or something." I put my hand on his shoulder, "I made my vow, I may not look like it but I never break my promises…"

"That includes your so-called mission, Ken" I heard Shinou say in a distance. "Yeah, old man. That can wait…" I replied in my head. I heard a giggle and I saw Lord von Bielefeld laughing at me. I frowned, what? I looked at him, "What?" I asked.

"That didn't suite you right." He said as he looked at me. Well, that wasn't very nice… And that's exactly what I said, "Well, that wasn't very nice…" and if you could imagine, I said it with a slight pout. "But at least…" I smiled and he stopped laughing.

"…it made you smile…"

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Wolfram's POV

"…but at least it made you smile…"

That wasn't exactly what I was expecting to hear from the great sage. It made me smile, and what he said made me smile again. I looked somewhere else and realized what time it was…

Damn…

I had to train my troops. I nearly forgot. I bowed my head towards the sage, "Geika, thank you for your time. I need to go to my troops now." I said all of a sudden. I know it was a sudden leave but I had to. Not just because my troops were waiting but because I might not be able to leave if I didn't now.

I admit, it felt good, talking to the great sage, I mean. It made me feel better… better than how I've felt through all these years. I know that I've brought some of the hurt onto myself but I couldn't help myself. That's how it turned out, and I had no way of knowing it would. If I knew, then I wouldn't have convinced myself that I hated Conrart…

I turned to make my leave. He pulled back my arm and I looked at him, "What?" I asked, not particularly irritated as I should for the delay. He smiled again, "Call me Ken, alright? Wolfram?" he said. I closed my eyes, why didn't he just say that earlier? I shook my head, "you're the great sage…" I said.

He pouted and I forced back a laugh, "You call Shibuya 'Yuuri' right? So you can call me 'Ken' too" he reasoned. "Yuuri's my fiancé so there's a reason. You're not my fiancé so there's no reason for me to call you by your name, Geika." I said with closed eyes. When I opened them, I thought I saw a bit of sadness in his eminence's eyes but then, sunlight struck his glasses and I couldn't see them anymore.

"Well, we're friends aren't we? That's enough reason." It seemed to me that he was about to say something else but decided against it. The flash from his glasses were gone and all I saw was his smiling face. I sighed. He was right and, most probably, that's the only reason Yuuri calls me by my name. I nodded.

"Fine, Ken…"

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Murata's POV

"Yuuri's my fiancé so there's a reason. You're not my fiancé so there's no reason for me to call you by your name, Geika." Wolfram said. That gave me a bit of sadness, but I decided to ignore it, for now at least…

"Well, we're friends aren't we? That's enough reason." And that's most likely the only reason Shibuya calls him by his name. I know he's already aware of that fact. There's no reason to rub it in, so I cut my statement short. It'll only hurt him…

"Fine, Ken…" he said as I let him go. He left for his troops and I was left, standing there like an idiot. I looked as my hand. What the hell was I doing? That wasn't supposed to happen… I miscalculated… from the beginning…

Shinou, what in the world did you get me into?

"Geika?" I didn't need to turn around, I knew it was Yozak. I heard him laugh. This wasn't a laughing matter, I had a clear frown on my face, not that he could see it. "Things nearly got out of hand there. What was wrong? Don't tell me you've been caught in that brat's trap as well?" I could only picture him smile sheepishly.

Well, whatever was happening to me, it wasn't the prince's fault. It was mine for getting too affected. And there's also the fact that he looks like an old man I know all too well. I heard him smirk in the background. I raised my head into the skies; it was such a beautiful day…

"Ah, maybe I was… my mistake…"

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a/n: hey, sorry for making this fic without updating "Possessiveness"… I actually think that chapter 4 is way longer than I intended… oh well… It's hard to think of what'll happen so :p

anyways, as soon as I finish it, I promise to upload it right away…

so, back to this weird fic, is it bad? Or not so much? I was confused… ... and I was the author!? Anyways, tell me what you think…

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