To Hold

Yay for the second instalment! I never noticed how nice it is to get a review for one’s work. Kind of motivating

Okay this will follow the anime somewhat, so expect some AU and some OOCness from the characters; mainly because I have only watched about 18-20 episodes of this show, so my knowledge is limited. Oh, and you might notice a slight difference in my writing style, I am trying something new.



--Gwendal POV--



‘Why?’



That is all I want to know, is why this always happens. First I was stuck alone with him, and now these humans are implying that! It is not like I would not mind it, but that does give them right to imply it! We travel all the way here, on one horse I should add. He usually rides with Conrad and on the rare occasions with Wolfman or even with Gunter, but never with me and now have I remembered why. He was so close the whole time! Though to make my torture worse, he had to hold onto me.



‘Isn’t it rational for a boy who has been thrown off numerous horses for them to hold on?’ said that little voice in the back.



Great! Now I am arguing with myself. I am fully aware that he needs to hold on, though it doesn’t mean he has to HUG me! It might just be my over active imagination, HA! Me and imagination do not belong together in one sentence.



‘Though Yuuri, you and imagination belong together’ the little voice points out in a little bit too happy voice.

That is beside the point! I swear he was holding on more than he needed to!



‘Maybe he thought he could since what happened last night. With you ‘sharing’ heat.’



A moment of weakness that is all that it was; it was not an open invitation to snuggle. How did something so small get out of hand so damn quickly? I knew it was not smart to get too close to the king; it was a moment of weakness. Yet, I can not bring myself to regret it. I said I just wanted to hold him once, and now I have. I have done it and gotten it out of my system. But if that is true why do I want to do it again and longer?



Though I think I have gotten off topic, we finally reach a city to get some water and behold a ‘gang’ of humans. And he wonders why I dislike humans so much. One just needs to go into one of their villages to understand. They are barbaric and idiotic, plain and simple. When I went to get some water they decide to ‘kidnap’ the King; see an example of idiocy. Then they accuse us, him and me, as the couple that are eloping! Yet there is another example of human idiocy; and their proof? A poorly drawn wanted posted. Oh the wonders of the human mind.



Wondering about the barbaric act? They decided to handcuff us together. It might have been more pleasant under different circumstances. Maybe if it was mutual and only one of us was handcuffed then may … this is not the time to be thinking this.



‘True, but it would fun wouldn’t it?’ I can now feel the voice smile. Wait, how can a voice smile?



“I learned that from my mother, Jennifer.”



I snap out of my thoughts to see one of the men doubled over in pain. Did the King just knee the man there? I can ask him later if I remember. I quickly dispense of the others and run for it. One more example of their barbaric nature, they throw spears and other objects at us. I can not help but let a sigh out. This is why we do not allow humans play with sharp objects; they do not know how to use them properly.



We make it to the horse, I quickly jump on. I am not too sure what drove me to, but I decided to pick the King up myself and place him behind me. He is surprisingly light; another discussion I will have with Gunter; the King’s diet. Though I can worry about that later, I kick my horse into action.



--time jump--

-- Normal POV --



‘This is why I dislike the desert’ Gwendal thought as he looked around the never ending horizon. A sigh escaped his lips before he could stop himself.



“You okay Gwendal?” Yuuri asks from behind Gwendal on the horse, trying to get a better angle to see his face. “I didn’t mean for this to happen. Why do people keep mistaking me for a woman! I mean, I am guy” He lets out an annoying sigh as he settles back down, giving up trying to see his partner’s face.



“It appears that trouble enjoys your company, your highness” Is the monotone reply from the bigger man.

The horse slows down and comes to a stop near a small bank. After the horse has completely stopped, Gwendal swings off the horse, then almost as a second thought he lifts the king off and places him gently on the ground.

“T … thanks” is the shy reply from the young King. ‘First he lifts me onto the horse, and now he lifts me off. He was gently, both times …’ were the internal thoughts of the young king as he started to ward off until he felt a tug on his arm which stopped him.



‘What the …’ Yuuri thought as he turned around to realize that the cuffs had a limited range. As he followed the chain from his out stretched arms to Gwendal’s hand to his arm, up his chest then to his face, a small blush appears on the King’s face. ‘Forgot that we are attached, literally’.



The only reply he received from his partner was a raised eyebrow.



“So, this is kind of awkward.” Yuuri shifted his feet a little bit as Gwendal’s facial expression stays the same. “So, what are we planning to do?”



‘This would have been so much easier if he never came along’ Gwendal thought to himself; however that little voice had a different opinion.



‘You are always looking on the darker side of things. You are getting closer to him. Heck, you are cuffed to the cute king, and you are all alone …’ the hint was loud and clear, but still does not mean that he was going to listen.



‘He is my brother’s fiancé! He is the damn King! The Maou! And to top it all off, he is a kid!’ though the excuses were even sounding hold to Gwendal himself. Ever since he laid eyes on the young king, he could not get the boy out of his head. And because of that, he would go through the same list of reason for why he shouldn’t think that way. However, after a few months of using the same excuse it was starting to sound even old to him.

Through Gwendal’s internal argument, he never noticed when a little frown appeared on his face, but it did not go unnoticed by Yuuri who as been staring at him the whole time.



‘Why am I staring?’ The naïve boy thought, as another blush appeared on his checks again. ‘Why am I blushing!’ the thought caused the blush to deepen.



It was Gwendal’s turn this time to stare at the young king and the blush that appeared on his cheeks. ‘Cute …’ was the passing thought in his head before he shook himself out of his musing.



“It would be wise to set up camp before it becomes too dark. Then tomorrow we shall head to the next city, your highness” Gwendal said as he started to move closer to the bank, lightly tugging on the cuffs to get Yuuri’s attention.



‘Gentle …’ was the only thought that went through Yuuri’s mind as he followed Gwendal towards the bank. ‘He has always been gentle with me. Well, maybe harsh in his words, but never in his actions. Okay maybe in his actions, but never towards me. He reminds me of a big teddy bear. They look all scary, but really they are as harmless as a kitten’ Yuuri let out a small laugh at the thought, and received an odd look by the man of his thoughts.



“Nothing lets get the fire started” Yuuri smiled as he moved passed Gwendal, this time lightly tugging him.

So this is the end of the second chapter. I hope you guys are enjoying this, I am surprisingly enough enjoying writing (consider I am not very good at it) So, do you people like it?



I hope to have another chapter up in a week or so. I find I write best while on the GoTrain, go figure.



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Yay chapter II is done ^__^