The Heat of the Moment

Disclaimer- i do not own any of the characters to Kyo Kara Maoh and neither do i make any money from this story. all rights and what not belongs to the original creator.

Chapter 24

The next morning Yuu was awakened by the soft chiring of birds outside his window. Sitting up in bed, he yawned while stretching his arms over his head. Tossing the covers to the side, he hopped out of bed and walked over to the window. Looking out into the garden, he inhaled the sweet fragrance of the 'Beautiful Wolfram' that grew beneath his window. He sighed as he leaned out the window resting his arms on the window sill. His thoughts went back to the argument that night. He could feel his anger rising once again but then his mind wandered back to what Gustav had told him.

-Flashback-


'Listen Yuu, they will be wary of you because of what happened. So for now, it's best that you do nothing to aggravate the situation any further. I'm sure that everything will get back on track once everything has settled down."

"Are you sure doing nothing is the right thing to do?" Yuu had asked.

"Considering everyone is angry right now. I think letting them calm down for a few days would be for the best."

"If you think it would help." The child shrugged his shoulders. "I won't say anything to any of them."

"Also, you can't hurt any of them either. It definitedly won't help if you hurt one of them."

"You're taking all the fun out of this mission," Yuu smirked, but he answered before the older man could scold him. "But I promise I won't drown or torch anyone."

Gustav nodded his head in approval and smiled at the boy while rustling Yuu's dark hair.

-End of Flashback-


A bird landed on the window sill beside Yuu. Its chirping awakened the boy from his memories. He stared at the bird smirking as it tilted its little head looking at Yuu puzzled.

"Don't look so puzzled," Yuu said to the bird and held out his hand. The tiny red bird hopped over to the outstretched hand and perched itself on his finger. Raising his hand, Yuu smiled as the bird chirp softly. "I'm only doing this to protect my father. You would do the same thing for your mother, right." He smiled as he tossed the bird into the air and watched as it disappeared into the trees.

Then he turned away from the window feeling better about the start of a new day. He grabbed a towel and a change of clothing and went to take a bath.

After his bath, Yuu made his way down the hall to the kitchen. He knew that his presence would make the others uncomfortable. It was so tempting to walk into the dining room to see them all squirm upon his arrival, but Gustav plan dealt with him not aggravating the others anymore. So, Yuu decided to follow the plan and eat his breakfast in the kitchen. He really didn't have the stomach right now to look into any of their faces.

When Yuu walked into the kitchen, there was no one there. 'The maids are probably serving breakfast to the others now.' His mouth began to water as his gaze fell upon the table. There were several serving plates filled with eggs, sweet rolls, sausages, freshly baked breads, bacon, fresh fruits and a pitcher of juice. His stomach complained hungrily at being empty. He had not eaten anything since lunch time yesterday, and he was starving. Since there was no one there to serve him, the boy decided he would serve himself. Picking up a plate, he piled on eggs, sausages, bacon and two slices of bread. Placing his plate on the table he went to the cupboard and took out a glass. Sitting down at the table, Yuu dug into his food ravenously.

Just then one of the maids, Yuu thinks her name was Sangria, walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, Prince Yuu," Sangria said startled at seeing the double black boy sitting at the table. "You frighten me." She smiled.

Yuu said nothing as he continued to eat. He picked up the pitcher of juice and poured himself a glass of juice. Lifting the glass to his lips, he drank all the juice. He sighed in satisfaction as he placed the empty glass on the table. He filled his glass again and went back to eating.

"Umm, we are serving everyone breakfast in the dinning room if you want to join them," said Sangria. "I would be happy to bring you a plate."

Yuu said nothing to the woman as he continued to eat his food. Once he was finished, he drained his glass of juice once again. He grabbed a sweet roll and walked out without saying a word.

Yuu walked along the empty hallway licking the frosting from the sweet roll from his fingers as he came to an oak door. It was the door that the maids used to bring in the food. He peeped in through the servants entrance into the room. A cruel smile spread across his face as he watched the royal families of Blood Pledge Castle sit at the table silently sulking.

Yuu's little heart sung with joy as he watched with glee the misery that consumed the form of his other father. He quickly jumped to the side when the other two maids, Lasagna and Doria, walked out pushing the empty cart.

"Prince Yuu," said Lasagne startled while closing the door behind her. "Did you wish to go inside and have breakfast?"

"Why would I wish to associate myself with such unsympathetic people," said Yuu as he turned to walk away. "Besides, I prefer to enjoy my meal, not throw it back up."

"You know," called Doria after the boy. "You shouldn't treat His Majesty so badly. He is your father."

Yuu stopped and turned to glare icily at the women. "You have a lot of nerves sticking your nose into affairs that does not concern you."

"But it does concern us," said Lasagne. "In fact, it concerns everyone in Shin Makoku. Everyone here loves King Yuuri very much. If His Majesty cannot function properly, we all suffer."

"So everyone loves him and I suppose he loves everyone in return."

"Of course he does," said Doria. "He would do whatever it takes to make things right and to make us all happy."

"Hmph! Isn't that just wonderful," the boy sneered. "So, what you are saying is that he loved everyone but when it came to my father he had no love to give."

Both maids wanted to say something but Yuu raised a hand silencing them. "Now listen and listen closely to me you nosey hags," he said through clenched teeth. "You are the hired help. Your job is to clean and to cook not to give out half ass advice about things you know nothing about."

Yuu turned his back to them and began to walk away. "Oh yeah, and another thing," he said over his shoulder without stopping. "I suggest you keep your noses out of this or you may awaken to find those pretty faces of yours badly burned. Consider that the only warning I intend to give you."

Lasagna and Doria gasped in shocked horror at the threat as the boy turned the corner.

xxxxx

As Yuu made his way down the long, empty hall, the boy was fuming at the sheer audacity of common house workers trying to tell him what to do. Never in his short life has he ever come upon servants that thought they had the right to give advice to their superiors. 'It just goes to show that the wimp isn't much of a ruler.' He snorted. 'I mean what sort of king let's his subjects call him by his name and then deemed themselves important enough to give advice on personal matters.'


Yuu stopped by one of the large opened windows and saw his father's old unit out on the practice ground training. He smiled as he thought the men might be able to tell him more about his father while he lived in Shin Makoku. 'And if I’m lucky, they will be able to tell me some embarrassing stories. If so, I can't wait to tell them all to Ni-ni when I return home.' He snickered as he leaped out of the window and ran toward the men.

xxxxx

In the dining room everyone sat at the breakfast table in silence as they sulked over what occurred last night. Josak and Gunter weren't there. The two men decided that they did not want their children around such sullen people. Celi chose not to attend breakfast at all.

Yuuri couldn't believe the venom in the child's tone. He also couldn't believe that this is how Wolfram raised his son. He glanced up to see Greta picking at her food. Then he looked at Gwendal and Conrad. There was no smile on his godfather's face to brighten his day. Gwendal seemed to have gathered more wrinkles on his forehead making him look older than he was.

Yuuri sighed as he stared down at his plate. 'How can one child cause so much misery?'

Suddenly the doors swung open and everyone in the room froze. Then they breathed a sigh of relief as a jubilant Murata strolled into the room instead of an angry boy.

As soon as Murata stepped into the room, he could feel the tension in the air. In fact the tension was so thick in the room he was sure he would be able to cut it with a knife. It has been a long time since he has seen all his friends so upset and miserable. Each one looked like a whipped dog. After seeing the boy talking to that creepy chevalier of Drakko's, Murata knew that the boy was up to no good and that his presence here was a disaster waiting to happen. But as he swore last night, he has no intentions of letting that spoil little brats destroy his friends.

So with his smile back in place, Murata walked into the room and took a seat.

"Murata, when did you get back?" asked Yuuri plastering a fake smile on his face.

The Great Sage hated it when his friend was in pain and he would pace that fake smile on his face.

"I got back last night," said Murata piling food on his plate. "So Shibuya, I heard that there was a bit of a ruckus at dinner last night."

Yuuri sighed and smiled sadly. "Nothing gets past you, does it?"

"Not a single thing." The bespectacled man began to eat.

Yuuri sighed once again as he looked around at the sullen faces at the table. "Yuu arrived in Shin Makoku yesterday."

"Oh," said the Great Sage sipping his juice. "Does Wolfram know that the boy is here?"

"Not yet," answered Conrad coming out of his depression to speak. "We were going to send him a letter today."

"I see." He glanced over at his friend. "I thought you would be happy to see your son, Shibuya. Why the sullen face?"

"You would think I would be happy but I'm not so sure him being here is a good thing."

"Oh. what happened?"

Yuuri sighed unhappily. "What didn't happen. Everything was going fine. We had a nice time going through Wolfram's old clothes finding him something to wear. Then I took him into town. We had a wonderful time looking into the shops and then we had lunch. I even took him out to the baseball field. And although he tried to hide it, he seemed to enjoy himself and was interested in the game.

"But . . ." said Murata urging Yuuri to finish when he fell silent.

"But it was during dinner when everything went wrong."

"How so?"

Yuuri looked over at Greta. The young woman sat with her head lowered as she continued to pick over her food.

"In the beginning the talk we had was tense but it wasn't explosive. But then Greta said Wolfram was a coward for running away and not telling me that he was pregnant."

"It was like someone opening a chest filled with angry hornets," said Gwendal finally looking at the Great Sage. "The boy tore into everyone. He made us out to be careless, unfeeling monsters that cared nothing about the well being and happiness of Wolfram."

"It was an awful sight to see and hear. He told Greta that he hated her and despised the ground she walked on," said Yuuri.

A small whimpering sound burst from Greta's throat as tears fell from her eyes.

"I was going to take him to Earth to meet my parents and brother, but now, I am not so sure I want him to be around them. He might accuse them of instilling my foolish phobia about same gender marriages."

"You should take him," said Murata after being silent for a few minutes. "I think meeting your wonderful mom will be the best thing for him."

"I don't know Ken. You did not see him. He was so angry."

"It can't hurt. Besides, who could be angry at your mother." The smile on his face brightened his dark eyes. "I had kept quiet about your son's existence because you wanted to surpise them by introducing Yuu to your family. Now, you're flaking out. You should at least consider it. They do deserve to know that they have a grandchild."

"I'll think about it," said Yuuri as he continued to eat.

xxxxx

As time passed Yuu began to relax. He truly enjoyed the time he spent with his father's old unit. The other soldiers that were under his uncles, he really didn't care one way or the other about them. Yuu would eat his breakfast and lunch in the barracks with Wolfram's ex unit, and he would go out on patrol with them as he listened to them tell stories about Wolfram's many adventures with the demon king. At first he didn't care to hear anything about his other father but as the days went by he slowly began to become interested in the things they had to tell about his other father and the adventures that both his parents had together. He was surprised when they told him how His Majesty stepped in front of an arrow to save Wolfram when they were visiting one of the villages near human territory. The more they told him the more he became interested in hearing about his father the demon king. Although he pretended not to care if they talked about Yuuri or not, the men sensed that the boy indeed wanted to know something about his other father.

Whenever Yuu came upon Yuuri in the hall or in the library, the boy would simply greet him and then walk away without saying anything else. After putting his life in danger by stepping in front of an arrow that was made from hoseki stone, how could he not show a little respect for the man.

Yuu had been at the castle for ten days and Wolfram's old unit had taken a liking to the boy and he liked them as well. He really liked Andrew, the new captain of the Bielefeld Squad, as the men wanted to be called. The young brown hair man was not only Wolfram's lieutenant but he was also the blonde's friend. The young man took it upon himself to make sure the son of his friend was well-taken care of.

It was during his fifth day in Shin Makoku when Yuu marched out to the training ground with a wooden sword in hand and pleaded with Andrew to continue his sword training.

"I would be honored to continue your training," said Andrew smiling.


The sun was high overhead and the sky was a bright vibrant blue as Yuu stood on the training ground preparing for his lessons. All was well and right in Yuu's world until Greta came out of the castle and walked over to Yuu.

"Yuu, I would like a word with you."

"Well noone's stopping you," retorted the boy swinging his wooden sword with a scowl on his face. He was still upset that Andrew would not let him use a real sword and it was making him irritable.

"In private."

The double black child sighed as he lowered the wooden sword and turned to glare at her. "Can't you see that I am busy at the moment?" he turned his back to her. "Go bother someone else."

The soldiers watched as Greta clutched her hands into fists at her sides and gritted her teeth in anger. "I think not." Without warning she grabbed the boy by the collar and dragged him away from the shocked soldiers.

Yuu was so tempted to torch her for daring to put her hands on him, but he remembered Gustav telling him that he could not physically hurt anyone. So, he patiently waited until she was ready to tell him what was on her tiny mind.

Greta had dragged Yuu deep into the garden away from the watchful gaze of the soldiers and away from anyone else who might be able to hear their conversation. Once they were halfway inside the garden, Greta finally released him.

Yuu snorted as he brushed at his clothes as though he had dirt on him. "Well, you wanted to talk to me so bad. Now what?"

"I want to talk to you about the other night at dinner," said Greta.

The child sighed and glared up at her. "There's nothing to talk about." He turned his back to her and was about to leave but Greta grabbed him by the shoulder spinning him around to face her.

"You're not leaving until we get things straight. Now, the things you said to Yuuri and the rest of us were hurtful and untrue. I don't know why you came here but it is obvious that you are not here to get to learn more about your other father." She tightened her grip on his shoulder. "Every since that night everyone has been so unhappy. You blamed us for things that are not our fault. Why are you being so cruel about this? Wolfram is the one that ran away. He is the one that abandon Yuuri, his family and me." Tears of sorrow fell from her caramel colored eyes as she remembered how sad she was when Wolfram first disappeared. "I was so sad when Wolfram left. I would cry myself to sleep every night hoping and praying that my poppa Wolfram would return home soon. But Yuuri and the others could find no trace of him. It broke my heart knowing that the man I loved like a father had just up and abandon me without so much as a good bye.

Yuu tried to shrug her hand off his shoulder but her grip held firmly. "Well didn't your other father abandon you. Why act so betrayed because my father left?"

"And now," she said through clenched teeth as though the boy had said nothing, " here you stand blaming everyone for Wolfram running away. If that's the case then you should blame Wolfram as well. He did not have to disappear the way he did. He could have gone back to the Bielefeld territory and stayed there. His pregnancy could have still remained a secret. But he chose to disappear completely. Therefore, the majority of the blame rests on Wolfram's shoulders."

Yuu stood there and listened as this person defended their cruel actions toward his father and then had the audacity to say that everything that happened was Wolfram's fault. Oh no, he was not going to let her get away with that.

There was a bird bath a short distance away behind Greta. So she did not see the water churn and bubble in rage. Yuu was beside himself with anger as this disgusting human dared to place her filthy hands upon him again. Not only that, but what she said about his father was unforgivable in his eyes. It took every ounce of his self control not to impale the impudent woman with an ice spear.

Yuu took a deep calming breath and slapped her hand off of his shoulder. "You have some nerve. How dare you try to put the blame on my father? You stand here talking about how sad you were but it is obvious that you weren't too sad. My father was only gone for two months when your precious upset king got married. And from what I read, you were quick to get over your unhappiness and welcome this woman with open arms. Your grief was as false as that man's so-called love he claimed to have for my father. You said you loved him and his disappearance hurt you. If that was true, you would not have forgotten him so easily for a stranger. None of you really cared about my father."

"That's not true," said Greta. "We did love Wolfram. We thought he loved us but he just walked away from us as though we did not matter to him."


"What hypocrites you all are," said Yuu shaking his head in disgust. "That man did the same thing but yet no one was angry with him. No one accused him of abandoning them. No one was angry with him. Every since I met you people, not one of you, with the exception of Miss Gisela, has said a thing in defense of my father. It's always Yuuri this and Yuuri that . . . Yuuri was hurt. Yuuri was sad. I have yet to hear anyone say that it's Yuuri's fault. Not one of you told him it was because of his hateful and hurtful words which drove my father away. It seems to me that none of you actually cared one bit about my father's pain. Not one of you ever went to comfort him after that man kept shouting in his face that their engagement was an accident and that he would never marry him because my father was a man. The only thing you all cared about was watching my father continue to make a fool of himself chasing someone that continued to deny their engagement. Was that why you all were sad? Since my father was gone, you didn't have a source of entertainment anymore. I'm sure you all were laughing at him." Yuu was getting angrier and angrier. "Laughing at him while his heart shattered into a million pieces."

"But then as I said, none of you really cared about him so your claim about caring about him is a load of horse crap. No one cared if my father's heart was breaking. You all just stood around and let that man publicity humiliate him. Well heck, he could do anything he wanted to my father and no one would have lifted a finger to help him. After all, the sun rose for the great demon king, Yuuri. The world turns when he smiles and the heavens weep when he is sad." Bitter tears of anger fell from his dark eyes. "Whatever he says is the gospel so everyone believes him. That man is the golden child while Wolfram von Bielefeld is trash."

Yuu's dark eyes burned with anger as he turned away. If he continued to look at the young woman, he was positive that he would have roasted her alive. "I'm sure someone like you would probably enjoy a man trampling over your heart, but there are some people in this world that has some self respect for themselves. It may have taken my father a while but he realized that he was beating a dead horse where his engagement was concerned." He raised his left hand to dry his tears as he looked up at the clear sky. "I don't believe for a second that he ever loved my father." All of a sudden Yuu could feel his anger drain out of him as he sighed. He didn't understand where this calming feeling came from but he would accept it for now. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes," said Greta frowning. Greta found his calm attitude strange. First, he was angrier than a pack of gola but now he was as calm as a stream. It was the first time she had ever heard the child speak without disdain in his voice.

"When He found out that my father was gone. Did it rain?"

"Rain?" Greta had to think for a while. It has been ten years. But she answered when she remembered. "No, it didn't rain. Why do you ask?"

Yuu sighed. "My father once told me that His Majesty's emotions sometimes affect the weather. Your answer proves that he never cared for my father at all. If he was upset or held any remorse for my father leaving, wouldn't his emotions have made it rain that day."

Greta watched in sadness as the child's already small frame seemed to diminish more in size before her eyes.

"Why? Why wouldn't he love my father the way he loved him? Did it really matter so much what people on another world thought of such relationships? Does no one here care anything for my father's heart break?" He turned his gaze away from the bright cheerful blue sky to watch a butterfly flutter from one flower to the next. He was not feeling any sort of happiness. "His brothers turned a blind eye to his suffering and his mother was never around when he needed her. Everyone, even the servants only cared about Yuuri's sadness. No one gave a thought to the heartache that my father was going through."

"That's not true," whispered Greta.

"And what about you. You're suppose to be his daughter but in the end even you turned your back on him," he said sadly.

"That is so not true Yuu. I did love Wolfram and I still do. I would do anything for him."

"Then tell me why, after the two years His Majesty abandoned Shin Makoku to return to that other world, when it fell upon my father to raise you, you would so easily forget him and replace him with some woman you just met. He could have easily given you to a human family but he loved you enough to want to raise you, himself. And this is how you thank him for loving and caring for you."

Greta didn't know what to say to this child whose heart was filled with so much pain, anger and sadness. It broke her heart to see her little brother like this. Greta raised one hand and hesitantly placed it on Yuu's shoulder. She felt the boy stiffen under her touch but was relieved when he did not shrug her hand off. She turned him around to face her and at that moment she wanted so much to knock both Yuuri and Wolfram's heads together.

The child stood there with tears flowing from his large onyx colored eyes looking every bit the small child that he is.

"Yuu listen to me, I'm not trying to be overbearing and I am not saying that I know what others are thinking, but hear me out, please." When Yuu said nothing, she took that as a sign to continue. "From what I heard from Lady Flynn, her brother-in-law, Captain Ellis, was a wonderful, kind man and that you, Wolfram and Dominique were crushed when he died. Now I'm sure that he wanted you to watch over your little sister and to help your father when he needed it. But I am sure he also wanted you to be a child as well. Don't get angry," she said when she saw those dark eyes flash. "You are not an adult. You cannot solve your parents' problems. That is not for you to do. The problems between Yuuri and Wolfram are just that, their problems. It's up to them to clean up the mess that they have made of their lives. What you should do is try to get to know your other father. You don't have to tell him you love him or call him father. Or even let him touch you. Just give him a chance to earn your trust and love. I promise you that you will not regret it," she smiled at him. "After all, it is why you have come here, right?"

"Suppose . . . suppose he . . . leaves me like he did father," Yuu said in a tiny pained voice.

Greta bit her bottom lip to stop the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. 'Is that why you have this anger, little brother? Are you afraid of letting your father into your heart only to have him reject you?'

"I mean I was only conceived because he was drunk. He might decide that I am not worth the trouble of getting to know. He might decide to replace me like he did father with a child that a woman could give him."

Upon hearing this, Greta could no longer keep her tears in check. They spilled down her cheeks to fall silently to the ground.

"You can say what you want about Yuuri or call him any bad name you want. But one thing you can bet your life on is that he would never willingly abandon you," she said smiling.

"But . . . he abandoned my father and everyone in Shin Makoku he claimed to love without looking back."

"And he came back." She dried the tears from his eyes.

"He did it once before. What's to stop him from doing it again?"

"You." Greta said without hesitation. "You are his son. His flesh and blood. He will not abandon you. Just give him a chance and if by some unfortunate fate he does the unthinkable and leave you. Well, you will still have Wolfram and Dominique, and all of us here in Shin Makoku who will continue to love you no matter what the future holds." She pulled him into her arms and hugged him tightly. It was the first time since she has known the boy that he has not cringed away from her in disgust. "You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Yuu just stood there in the loving embrace of Greta's arms. His tears continued to flow as he hesitantly rested his head against her shoulder, and cried out all his pain and sorrow. He stood there and let the warmth of her embrace sooth and fill his aching heart.

They stood there in silence for a few minutes when suddenly he stiffened and pushed himself out of her arms. "No," he said stepping away from her and staring at her in shock. Now that he was out of the warmth of her arms he felt cold inside. No, he isn't suppose to be letting them get to him. He isn't suppose to let her touch him. He is not here to like them. He is here to destroy. "I can't . . . I can't do . . ." He turned and ran out of the garden back to his room. He burst into his room locking the door behind him. He leaped on his bed and continued to cry in his pillow.

xxxxx

After Yuu had ran out of the garden, Greta went to talk to Yuuri. She was fuming. She didn't even knock. Greta just slammed the door open and glared at her father.

Yuuri, Gwendal, Conrad and Murata were startled by her entrance. They were shocked when they saw the tears falling from her eyes. Yuuri quickly got to his feet and hurried over to her.

"Greta, what's wrong?" he asked. "Did something happen?"

As Yuuri stood before her looking so concern for her well-being, she balled her hand into a fist and punched him in the stomach. Yuuri grunted in pain and fell to his knees holding his stomach. Everyone was shocked to see the princess attack her father but no one said anything.

"I only regret that that idiot Wolfram isn't here so I can give him the same thing," snapped the young woman.

Yuuri gasped and coughed as he tried catching his breath. He stared up at his daughter in shock. "What . . . what was that for?" He slowly got to his feet still holding his aching stomach.

"For being a heartless fathead. You have a son in his room crying his eyes out because he is afraid."

"Afraid of what?" asked Conrad.

"Of his stupid father leaving him."

"Hey, that's not a nice thing to say about me," whined Yuuri. "I didn't do anything. He was the one who came here and insulted me."

"You . . . You . . . " Greta was so frustrated and angry that she punched Yuuri in the stomach again knocking him on his ass.

Yuuri looked up in shock at his daughter while the others stared at the two of them in amusement. Yuuri never thought his sweet little girl would ever show any violence toward him.

"Don't you get it? He is afraid to get close to you because he is afraid you will turn away from him. He thinks you're going to abandon him and Wolfram for another woman that smiles at you. He is terrified that if you do marry a woman, you will replace him with another child and forget he ever existed. In his mind, you abandon him when you didn't continue to search for Wolfram and you got married shortly after your engagement to Wolfram was dissolved. He's afraid of getting too close to you and then having you toss him aside as though he was nothing but trash." She glared daggers down at her stunned father clenching her hands tightly into fists at her side. "Both you and Wolfram have a lot to answer for but for now, I suggest you go to your son and talk to him before you do anything else." Her beautiful caramel colored eyes flashed in anger.

Yuuri actually cringed at the anger in her eyes. He had never seen his little Greta so angry at him before. "But . . . but I still have a lot of papers to sign."

She stamped her foot furiously. "The paperwork can wait. Your son is more important."

"As much as I know I am going to regret this," said Gwendal sighing. "Greta is right. Go and take care of your son. We can handle things here."

"Gwendal is right, Yuuri," said Conrad smiling. "This may be your chance to get close to your son and heal the wounds that were caused."

Yuuri stared from the stoic Gwendal to the smiling face Conrad. He looked at his friend to see what he had to say about it. Murata stared down at his bewildered friend and smiled.

"You should hurry Shibuya before Lord von Voltaire changes his mind," said Murata. "You wanted to take him to Earth to meet your parents. I think this would be an excellent time to do it. I promise when you return everything will be as you left it."

Yuuri smiled at everyone in the room and then turned to Greta. Getting to his feet, he took her hand and pulled her into his arms kissing her on the cheek. "Thank you," he whispered in her ear. Then he ran out of his office smiling happily.