Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ Family and Such ❯ Ohayo!!! ( Chapter 1 )

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Summary: Yuuri wakes up with a foot in his face and reflects on his life and the people in the castle as well as the roles they play as his 'family.'

Anime/Manga: Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Shounen-ai | Uploaded On: 12.06.2005 | Updated On: 12.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed

Yuuri woke curled in a small ball, cramped in his rather large bed. His bed! He twisted his neck a bit to see exactly who, or rather how he was stuck this way, since he already knew the who. This time Wolfram seemed to have twisted himself completely upside down taking all the covers with him as well as their daughter, and the heel of his foot was jammed rather harshly into Yuuri's spine and now his face. Greta was laying horizontaly across his finace's stomach.... Yuuri growned. Was there any way to control Wolfram's horrible sleeping habits!? Yuuri thought about simply pushing the foot out of his face but quickly realized that was likely to give him a fat lip since Wolf was also rather violent in his sleep at times. He groaned again then curled back into his little ball and thought. Was he honostly expected to deal with this his entire life. He paused. Had he actually just thought he actually would be spending the rest of his life this way, with Wolfram? Wolfram was allright he mused, demo, he was a guy. I mean sure he was brave, and strong and protective [maybe to protective at times] but he was still a guy!!!

Ya know Yuuri, You're sad if that is you're only excuse.. He thought to himself, You might as well get used to it now. Yuuri groaned yet again then finally sighed in submission before sitting up and preparing to start the day. A small grumble of his name made him pause. The grumble was shortly followed by the word wimp as Wolfram continued his assault on an innocent pillow in his sleep. Yuuri almost felt sorry for the pillow. He went over to his Wardrobe and quickly dressed. He figured he'd go see if Konrad was up yet and maybe they could get started on their morning routines even if it was a bit early, he was sure Konrad wouldn't protest.

"yuuri..." a groggy voice called and he turned to meet two large sleepy pairs of eyes, those of his silent daughter and half awake fiance.

"yeah Wolf?" he simply replied.

"Where are you going so early..? Come back to bed the sun isn't even all the way up yet..."
Yuuri made a face, "There isn't room for me in my bed" he replied in a little less than irritaited tone. Wolfram made a somehwat pouted face as he straightened the covers a bit returning to the position he had fallen asleep in and Greta hopped from the bed and ran to Yuuri gently tugging at his uniform. He looked down into her chocolate eyes and half wakened face, "Please...." she sleepily pleaded. With another defeated sigh he placed both hands under each of her arms and heaved her up to rest on his hip, "fine..." he half sighed half whispered and returned to the bed placing Greta between himself and Wolfram, not bothering to remove his uniform. They all settled under the covers quickly, Wolfram especially making no haste of falling back asleep. Great clung to Yuuri and nuzzeled her head against his cheast as Wolfram let an arm rest accross her, sighing in his sleep. Yuuri glanced over both of them again before brushing a few blonde strands of hair out of his fiance's face and closing his own eyes to rest.

This isn't so bad, he told himself silently, not so bad at all. A slight smile curved the conor of his lips before he drifted into sleepy thoughts. The day was sure to be filled with unwanted lessons from Gunter, mysterious inventions from Anissina, as well as other antics from Celi, Gwendal and the others too, not to mention the jealous tantrums from a certian spoiled blonde now so peacefully dozing beside him. But he loved them all in there own little way. Conrad of course being his comfort, Murata being his restraint, especially those times when Yuuri nearly went Maou at all the wrong times, Gunter his teacher, Gwendal was the guy who always seemd to be looking out for him in the shadows, then there wa the girls, Anissina, Celi, and the maids who always seemed to stirr up some kind of rumor or trouble that was often laughed off as comedic relief, his loving daughter, and last but not least, the third son, the fire wielding mazoku prince, seemingly spoiled rotten. at times arrogent and selfish, let's not forget jealous and overly possesive, his finace. Yet some how, some way, Yuuri was almost more comfortable around this boy than the others at times... It was a silent understanding and a weird sort of relationship and Yuuri still wasn't completely sure how he felt about the blond. But Yuuri couldn't help but just smile at him someimes, knowing he would be there. He couldn't help but feel that though Wolfram was jealous and all, Yuuri wouldn't have it any other way. The whole reason Wolf started to following them on all their journies was because they were engaged... and what would have happened if he hadn't been there. If he and Wolf were not engaged He would stop coming on the adventures. And his name would no longer be Yuuri at all, only Heika. Wolfram, the only one who made him feel like he was just Yuuri, Like he was nothing special, like he was always making mistakes, like he was human, and that's exactly what yuuri wanted. So? Were Wolfram's violent tantrums of jealousy worth it? Was sharing his bed with a guy worth it?
The bed would be cold and emtpy without him Yuuri thought. Though he was to shy to admit it, and though Wolfram was a guy, he kinda liked the blond and a little more than friendly way. But that secret was his and his alone for now. His smile widened and slumber took him, sweet dreams being his last thought, the thought being directed at not just Wolfram and their daughter but his whole family here in Shin Makoku.

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