Kyo Kara Maoh One-shots

Kyo Kara Maoh Work Short Stories

Number 1

The bed in the Other World was pretty comfortable. Okay, it was very comfortable, but Yuuri did much prefer his bed at home. Of course, while at home he often wished for the big confy bed of the Other World. But he even still he tended to like his own more. Because in his original dwelling, he didn't have a bed partner.
Yuuri jumped out of the fountain and began walking home with Murata. Home to an empty bed. He had been sharing one for so long, he had almost forgotten the feeling.
Almost.
He slid into his bed happily, stretching out and waiting for sleep to take him. For once he wasn't being pushed around by the bed-hog in the Other World. A smile spread across his lips. Why he felt so accomplished to hold control over a bed, he didn't know. It was not a large feat if you're a Moah. Yuuri didn't care though.
The Maoh rolled over and shivered. His bed sheets were cold. That never happened when his so-called “partner” was with him. He shrugged. He had just forgotten the feeling of...
Yuuri's eyes opened. Loneliness. That's what it was. God, he felt alone.
'Damn that Wolfram.' he thought. 'Getting me so used to having him next to me.' He shuddered at the bed's emptiness as exhaustion took over his senses. 'Dammit... I hate this...' Sleep took him.
He water bottle was what transported him back the very next day. Yuuri moodily emerged from the water and smirked at Murata. So that was why he had bought him water. That night, Yuuri retired early. Maybe it wasn't the emptiness. Maybe his just liked that bed better.
Same feeling as before. He sighed heavily.
'What the hell.' The door opened and Yuuri looked up to see a very tired Wolfram walking towards him.
“Yuuri...? Still up...?” He slipped into the bed, already snuggling into his finace's shoulder. “Hm... G'night...” Yuuri glanced down at him, wanting to push him away. But he was warm. And the bed wasn't empty. Yuuri sighed and slid down against Wolfram.
'Dammit... I like this...'

FIN


Number 2

Wolfram wrapped the blankets around himself tighter and sighed. No matter how he tried, he could not fall asleep. The huge bed was just so empty without Yuuri. He felt Gretta shift slightly next to him and he opened his eyes. Running a hand through her dark hair, Wolfram glanced out the large window at the moon.
“Yuuri no baka...” he whispered. He knew it wasn't the Maoh's fault; he had to return to his world sometimes... But it was so different without him. It was... lonely.
“Daddy.” Gretta whispered. Wolfram sighed.
'Talking about Yuuri even in her sleep.' His brows knit together. 'I wonder if she would call for me... Probably not.'
“Daddy...” she said again and he glanced down see her looking at him.
“Oh! Gretta... sorry. I didn't know you were awake.”
“Daddy... I miss Yuuri.” He patted her head.
“So do I...”
“Will he come home soon?” Wolfram hugged her closer to himself.
“I hope so.” He smiled at her. “Then we can sleep together with that wimp again.”
“Daddy?” Wolfram glanced down at her.
“Yes?”
“You don't sleep well when Yuuri isn't here, do you?” He blinked and smiled.
“No... I don't. But... that's my own fault, I guess.” He shrugged. Gretta tilted her head to one side and Wolfram chuckled. “Shortly after our engagement, I began sharing a bed with Yuuri. I've gotten so used to having him next to me...” he trailed off as he looked out the window. “Yuuri...” He whispered.
“You really love Yuuri, don't you?” Wolfman blinked and looked at his adopted daughter.
“Ah... uh... yes.” He said, feeling a large blush growing on his face. Wolfram retreated from her gaze and looked out the window again. “I just... wish he felt the same way...” Gretta hoisted herself up on her knees and pulled one of her fathers into a hug.
“Yuuri... loves you...” Wolfram felt his throat tighten.
“But not... the way I want him to...” He choked out.

FIN