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poisonangel) wrote2009-03-01 09:48 pm
poisonangel) wrote2009-03-01 09:48 pm
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[Fic] The One(s) Yuuri Admires Most, PG (Yuuri and Wolfram)
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poisonangel7
Characters/Pairings: Yuuri and Wolfram
Word Count: 556
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
kkm_challenge Prompt: Interview
"WIMP! Where are you?"
Yuuri looked up with half a maou cake hanging out of his mouth. Hearing Wolfram shout for him wasn't exactly unusual, but he did think it was best to look like he was taking it seriously at least. Otherwise, Wolfram was likely to get even more upset.
The young demon king called out in a muffled voice that sounded more like half-chewed maou cake than him.
"How can you just sit there innocently eating that!?" Luckily, Wolfram understood the secret language of maou cake.
Yuuri finally set the treat aside and gave him a crumb-laden smile. "Something wrong, Wolfram?"
"You interviewed GUNTER?!" The blond both asked and accused.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah." Yuuri wasn't seeing the problem, but he was sure Wolfram would let him know.
"You had some stupid assignment to interview the person you admire most and you interviewed someone other than your fiancé?!"
"I interviewed you too, Wolfram."
That was apparently the wrong thing to say because the next thing the young demon king knew his black uniform was being fisted by a deceptively strong pretty boy. And then the shaking ensued.
"I should have been the only one, you cheater! Who else was there?"
"Just Conrad and Gwendal…and Cheri and Anissina and Gis—" Yuuri was cut of as the shaking increased and then he was abruptly let go which led to him falling against the wall behind him. Stone walls were not exactly designed for soft impacts.
Wincing, he looked at the pinch-faced prince who had crossed his arms defensively over his chest as if that alone would guard his overly-sensitive heart.
"Should I feel better that you lied to all of us?"
Yuuri pushed himself up and stepped closer, but still out of grabbing distance. "I didn’t lie to anyone. I admire all of you. I couldn't pick just one. Gisela always gives so much of herself to others to make them better. And Anissina works so hard to improve things even if it doesn't always work out. Cheri is always trying to lighten the mood and keep people together when things aren't going so well."
Wolfram made an unhappy, scoffing sound, but he didn't interrupt otherwise.
"Gwendal keeps everything running even if he acts like it isn't a big deal. Conrad is always around to protect us."
"I don't need protecting, Wimp!"
Yuuri took a step within the dangerous grab zone toward Wolfram. "Gunter is really patient with me and always says I'm a good student even though I'm really not." He reached out to touch the prince's shoulder. "And you are always honest with me even when the others worry about telling me some things."
Wolfram tensed at the touch, relaxing a little as he heard what Yuuri thought of him, but he wasn't about to let that show. "You're still a wimp for not just choosing one person. What will your instructor think when he sees that you didn't choose your fiancé alone?"
"My teacher is a woman and it isn't like anyone there knows about a weird thing like that."
In retrospect, as Yuuri once again fell into the unforgiving stone wall, he realized that may not have been the smartest thing to say to Wolfram. Maybe he should change the thing he admires most about the blond to his killer pitching arm.
poisonangel7Characters/Pairings: Yuuri and Wolfram
Word Count: 556
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Author's Note: Written for
kkm_challenge Prompt: Interview"WIMP! Where are you?"
Yuuri looked up with half a maou cake hanging out of his mouth. Hearing Wolfram shout for him wasn't exactly unusual, but he did think it was best to look like he was taking it seriously at least. Otherwise, Wolfram was likely to get even more upset.
The young demon king called out in a muffled voice that sounded more like half-chewed maou cake than him.
"How can you just sit there innocently eating that!?" Luckily, Wolfram understood the secret language of maou cake.
Yuuri finally set the treat aside and gave him a crumb-laden smile. "Something wrong, Wolfram?"
"You interviewed GUNTER?!" The blond both asked and accused.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah." Yuuri wasn't seeing the problem, but he was sure Wolfram would let him know.
"You had some stupid assignment to interview the person you admire most and you interviewed someone other than your fiancé?!"
"I interviewed you too, Wolfram."
That was apparently the wrong thing to say because the next thing the young demon king knew his black uniform was being fisted by a deceptively strong pretty boy. And then the shaking ensued.
"I should have been the only one, you cheater! Who else was there?"
"Just Conrad and Gwendal…and Cheri and Anissina and Gis—" Yuuri was cut of as the shaking increased and then he was abruptly let go which led to him falling against the wall behind him. Stone walls were not exactly designed for soft impacts.
Wincing, he looked at the pinch-faced prince who had crossed his arms defensively over his chest as if that alone would guard his overly-sensitive heart.
"Should I feel better that you lied to all of us?"
Yuuri pushed himself up and stepped closer, but still out of grabbing distance. "I didn’t lie to anyone. I admire all of you. I couldn't pick just one. Gisela always gives so much of herself to others to make them better. And Anissina works so hard to improve things even if it doesn't always work out. Cheri is always trying to lighten the mood and keep people together when things aren't going so well."
Wolfram made an unhappy, scoffing sound, but he didn't interrupt otherwise.
"Gwendal keeps everything running even if he acts like it isn't a big deal. Conrad is always around to protect us."
"I don't need protecting, Wimp!"
Yuuri took a step within the dangerous grab zone toward Wolfram. "Gunter is really patient with me and always says I'm a good student even though I'm really not." He reached out to touch the prince's shoulder. "And you are always honest with me even when the others worry about telling me some things."
Wolfram tensed at the touch, relaxing a little as he heard what Yuuri thought of him, but he wasn't about to let that show. "You're still a wimp for not just choosing one person. What will your instructor think when he sees that you didn't choose your fiancé alone?"
"My teacher is a woman and it isn't like anyone there knows about a weird thing like that."
In retrospect, as Yuuri once again fell into the unforgiving stone wall, he realized that may not have been the smartest thing to say to Wolfram. Maybe he should change the thing he admires most about the blond to his killer pitching arm.