Quake, KKM, for stagesoflove
Title: Quake
Author: Ellie Biel
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou
Characters/pairing: Yuuri Shibuya/Wolfram von Bielefeld
Warnings: Written in a last minute panic - again!
Part 1: Will-o'-the-Wisp
Yuuri swallowed nervously and took a few steps back when Gwendal crouched, just in time to put distance between them when the ground rumbled and came up like a tidal wave.
He knew that Gwendal had control over his element, but it was unnerving to find himself underneath twin walls of dirt. He shuddered. The worst possible way to die had to be getting buried alive.
Morgif hooted at his side and Yuuri drew his sword. "OK, I got it." He was holding it like a baseball bat again and he glance at Konrad, who gave him a smile of encouragement. Yuuri shifted his grip just in time to bring the sword up, clashing with the cloaked attacker. He only had to hold him off a short time, because two serpents coiled around the man's legs, immobilizing him as Yuuri backed away.
He winced as he realized that the snakes were made of the earth that Gwendal had uncovered, and then Konrad was barking at him to get away, to safety.
"No!" he protested, and then someone grabbed his jacket and hoisted him off the ground.
He knew it was Wolfram just from the color of the horse's legs before he scrambled to take his place on the saddle, and he grabbed Wolfram's shoulders. "Wolfram! We have to help them!"
Wolfram ignored his protests and leaned forward, urging his horse to move faster. The thudding of hooves drowned out Yuuri's shouts, and he watched the ground race past for a full minute before deciding there was no way he could jump off without breaking something.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he heard more horses approaching, and he sagged against Wolfram as he recognized Konrad's "heika!" He smiled and waved at him as he drew up alongside Wolfram's horse and ignored the elbow he got in his ribs for the effort.
He'd nearly forgotten that he was angry with Wolfram until they'd reached the castle and dismounted. Wolfram didn't look pleased, but there was no reason why he should be put out. He knew very well how much Yuuri hated watching others risk their lives while he was whisked away to safety. Wolfram wasn't the only one who could be stubborn.
"I told you I wanted to stay."
"I don't care what you want. It's my duty to keep you safe."
Yuuri's eyebrows twitched and he leveled a gaze at Wolfram that stated he was not in the mood right now. He'd watched Gwendal rearrange the landscaping and he could still feel the ache in his chest. He'd trusted Gwendal completely, but it hadn't helped make him any less anxious.
He was glad everyone was back safely, but he would not let them go back out tomorrow without him.
"Next time I tell you, Wolfram," Yuuri said, "It'll be an order."
Yuuri recognized that ramrod straight posture. Wolfram was not going to concede easily.
"I will only follow my king's orders when I am convinced he is of sound mind. You want to be the leader of your people and hear their voices? Remember one thing, Yuuri. I'm one of those people, too."
Yuuri could practically see flames burning in Wolfram's eyes, and then he saw Yozak wink at him.
Wolfram grabbed him by the ear and pulled, making Yuuri scramble to keep up. "I'm also your fiance, and I saw the way you looked at him. You only want to go back out tomorrow because he'll be there, too. I can't trust you for a minute!"
The last thing Yuuri saw was Yozak, dressed in pink lace and garters, waving his arm back and forth and looking not at all sorry for the trouble he'd caused. At least Wolfram had let him go to the bath alone, but not without a warning that if he found out Yozak was in there with him again, he'd be sorry.
There was no one else in the bath at this time, and Yuuri rubbed at his abused ear. It had been a while since Wolfram had attacked that particular body part. In fact, it had been a while since Wolfram had reacted like a jealous lover.
Yuuri slid down the side of the tub until his chin touched the water, and blew across the surface, watching it ripple.
And to think he'd almost convinced himself that he'd missed it.