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Kyou kara Maou Season 3 is coming to an end soon. Personally, I don't think they do a great job in S3, since I wished for more Yuuram moments. So, here's the chance. I discovered from LJ that a site is set up to collect people's signatures from around the world to support season 4 KKm to be out.

Do you want a season 4? Please save our Shin Makoku.

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The following notes are taken directly from here
Please Note The site is in Japanese. This was done because the producers are... japanese and the main focus of a fourth season would be to sell it in japan first. The main description is translated below the banner and the other info is as follows:

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ALSO please be sure to confirm your signature. We are having tiny problems with the script so some of it might come up as weird characters.

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“Pickpocket! Pickpocket! Catch him!!”
Ever seen someone shouting like this before? How did you feel? Nothing, because it’s none of your business? Worried of that person who was snatched? Or…?
For me, it was nothing. I was watching this person, jumping up and down. I clearly remembered him, pushing himself out from the crowd, out from the train, searching through his pockets frantically, and shouting after someone; whoever it was, pickpocket. I was wondering, ‘what was all that about?’ when I saw the next thing happened. The other man beside me harshly snatched a visible mobile phone from another man’s hand. He shouted and cursed after that thief, yelping about how he dared to snatch the cell phone from him.
Somewhere inside my mind, things started to click. The pickpocket, shouting, panicking, everything inadvertently made me reached for my own trouser’s pocket, where I had kept my hand phone there. But there is none. NONE! All that remained was the ticket. Panic start to rush all over me and I could feel something ugly awoke inside me as I rushed out the KTM train. I don’t know what I was doing, nor did I aware that my mother was still inside the KTM as the train closed the door behind me. Because all I was doing was rushing, running, towards the stairs where people had started walking up the stairs. I saw the man who was shouting for pickpocket, was standing there and pointing upwards to two men who tried to make themselves look as innocent as possible.
I knew, everyone was watching me, I knew, I wasn’t myself. I yelped at my highest and loudest pitch. I heard myself screaming and shouting after those men which one of them did it. I didn’t know who I was supposed to shout at. I really didn’t know. I just shouted, as if the person who did it will turn back, and returned my hand phone to me. That’s impossible, right?
I didn’t care that every eyes were watching me, I didn’t care people were looking at me like some kind of mad woman. But as realization sank into my mind when my voice was getting hoarse, my heart sank. It was impossible to catch the thief. With all these confusions they caused, the train had gone, the people going in and out from the train and I didn’t even recognize who stole it. And when??
I saw my mother ran out and rushed towards the men, and started questioning them. I felt really detached from the situation. This is definitely not happening… was all I thought.
But hell, it was real. It is. My cell phone was gone, and they could do nothing to retrieve it. I was lucky enough that only my cell phone was gone, for the man who had shouted pickpocket, his wallet was stolen. I mean, who wouldn’t panic? With his ID and credit cards, moneys, even thousands of money will be stolen out from their bank account if they didn’t stop it in time.
And I was thinking… why me? Why is it always me?
This is the second time, I lost my hand phone but the first one was even more devastating. I lost it and I knew who that thief was, yet I was unable to voice it out. And it had left me great deep scars. A painful and unforgettable scar, even know, when I thought of it, my fist will still clench.
A room mate who I trusted really much, who I wouldn’t give any doubts about her, stole it. I could still remember that day as vividly as if they just happened yesterday. We headed for our apartment that evening, she said something about catching up with me later since she wanted to meet her friends, so I left first. I took my bath, and accidentally left the door unlocked and my hand phone outside the bathroom. Usually, I would lock the master bedroom door so that no one could enter the room when I’m bathing, but luck just didn’t seem to follow me that day. When I was out, I searched frantically all over the house for it, waking up my housemates. At that time, only three out of five were at home. That roommate wasn’t back yet.
We searched everywhere, there was none. I reported it to the admin of the college accommodation. I was still having the sense of detachment from the situation, thinking the same thing as I had thought, ‘This is not happening to me…’
The worst things are yet to happen. That girl came back, looking as innocent as possible, and there was another room mate of mine who wasn’t back yet. That girl, B, used this moment, and started to voice out her suspicions about that my other roommate, C. B said that she had lost her money once in a few weeks, and for me?? Hey!! I had lost even bigger amount than hers. And while she voiced out her suspicions, my suspicions for C increased because when C came back, she didn’t look as worried and concerned as my other four housemates.
And hell… I was crying that day, I lost the contacts and hand phone, I couldn’t freaking believe it.
And after that day, I remembered just a few days after that, B started to do her hair rebond, buy expensive clothes. I couldn’t forgive myself for being that innocent about her source of money when I thought of it now. And as days went by, I was suddenly really aware that my money had gone missing without reasons. She was still secretly telling me that C must had done it.
Guess what? Hell broke loose. That day, I lost my money again when I checked my pulse. I was damn angry, because I locked my locket. But that day, again! I only left it open for about ten to fifteen minutes. B did go in to take something, which I didn’t know. C went in to take bath and locked the door. I was already quite eager and panic because of the lock. I vaguely remembered B slamming the door, asking her to open up because she was in need of something… Hell… she was soo faked!
After I went in to check, my doubt and fear was confirmed. B checked hers as well, (FAKED!!!) she told me, her RM10 was gone too. And I lose it. I lose control of my temper.
I asked C whether if she took our money or not, right in front of all my housemates.
I should have realized that B was making me to divert my attention to C. She was trying to make herself sounds like the victim by making up all those lies, how clever she was!
And C had refused to talk with us ever since. I was quite upset about it… but it didn’t really decrease my guilt since my doubts for her was not yet erased. Until…
Until another housemate of mine lost her money.
This time, only this time! The twins (who were my housemates) told me about the story. Only after they themselves was involved! They said B was famous for stealing back in high school. I was taking these words in disbelief. Why did they only tell me now? After all these time, my handphone stolen, my money disappearing, and me blaming it on another girl, why did they never mention about these things? I was furious… But all the damage was done.
C moved out of the apartment, and she did not forgive me for what I had done. Guilt was eating me alive, even now.
There was nothing that I could do. I could not turn B in since I don’t have prove. I moved out from the apartment as well.
All these… still serve as a reminder for me. Never trusted people too easily. Never get to your conclusions before you confirmed it. Never let your emotions that the best of you.
And second lessons,
Be aware of pickpocket! You never knew when you’ll be targeted!

The town was quiet and the streets were deserted when they got there. It could have been mistaken for a ghost town if there were no lights inside the houses.

Conrad knocked on an inn.

“Who's there?” came a weary voice.

“We're travelers in need of a place to stay for the night. I hope you still have some vacant rooms.”

They could hear locks and bolts being opened then the door came ajar revealing a man holding up an axe, “How can I make sure you're not one of those trouble-makers?”

Conrad smiled and scratched his head, “I'm afraid I can't think of a way to prove that to you. But we're good guys, really.”

The inn manager stood there for a moment, studying them. Finally he pulled the door open but never let go of his weapon, “Okay, I trust you. You look like a good guy.” He watched each of them come in, eyeing Gwendal and Yozak wearily then bolted back the doors. “I'm sorry about that harsh welcome I gave you. It's just that you picked not really the best time to visit this place. There's been some trouble-makers recently stirring up our town -”

“Yes, we've heard,” Conrad said.

“And you still came here?”

“Uh - well, we like a little adventure.”

“Really? I think you're biting off more than you can chew. But that's really none of my business. So I take it you want two rooms?”

“One would be fine.”

“Oh, I just assumed… well, since you're traveling with a little lady here,” the manager said nodding at Wolfram.

Wolfram folded his arms across his chest, “I'm not a lady and I'm hardly little.”

He laughed good-naturedly, “Dressing like a man doesn't instantly make you one.”

Wolfram opened his mouth to say something when Gwendal cleared his throat indicating that it was enough and all Wolfram could do was pout even more.

“Thank you for being so thoughtful but I think it would be safer if we all stay in one room,” Conrad said.

“Okay. That's probably a good idea.” He took out a key and handed it to Conrad. “The biggest room in the inn.”
The night passed by uneventfully and they were in town the next day, roaming the streets and asking anyone who might have some pertinent information about their uninvited and quite violent guests. It was already past noon and they still didn't have any leads.

“Aw man, I'm so hungry I could eat a horse,” Yuuri said as he sat down on a café table.

“Horse, Your Majesty?” Gunter asked, “Is that a delicacy from where you come from?”

“Uh - no, Gunter. We don't eat horses. It was more of an expression.”

“Really? That's a very - bizarre expression.”

As they were waiting for their food, a man who was reeking with the smell of alcohol, approached Wolfram and sat beside him, “Well, well, well, heaven must be missing an angel, because one is right down here sitting beside me.”

Wolfram groaned. Not again! Ever since they went out this morning all kinds of men, young and old, have been hitting on him and this was yet the worst pick-up line he's ever heard. This town is filled with idiots!

“Get lost.”

To Wolfram's horror, the drunk put his arm around his shoulders, “Aw, don't be so mean. Angels are supposed to be nice. If we get to know each other, we could become really good friends… really, really good friends.”

Gunter stood up and glared at their intruder, “Excuse me, sir, but could you please leave the lady alone?”

But the man merely looked at Gunter and didn't say anything.

“Get your filthy hands off me,” Wolfram growled as he shrugged the arm off his shoulders. “As a matter of fact, I am already betrothed to him,” he declared as he pointed to Yuuri across the table who choked on a glass of water.

The man laughed, “To him? You can't possibly compare me to that wimp!”

Gunter was about to say something when Wolfram's knuckles came flying in the air and strait into the man's face, knocking him unconscious to the ground. The whole café became silent as everyone's attention was focused on Wolfram's punch. “Nobody calls Yuuri a wimp, but me.”

Gunter sat back down, “Well, that's one way of taking care of him.”

“That wasn't really necessary,” Conrad said.

“He was getting into my nerves.” Wolfram could feel pain on his hand but he didn't dare express it.

“But still you didn't have to hurt him,” Yuuri said.

“I don't think I can talk sense to someone who doesn't make sense in the first place. Besides, I don't see you doing anything about it.”

“Then you shouldn't have come along,” Yuuri retorted.

“I'll make my own decisions, Yuuri.”

“Wolfram next time, when you do decide to do such rash things, we will send you back home. We can't raise any suspicion against us. We are considered strangers in this town,” Gwendal ordered glaring at his youngest brother and Wolfram glared back.

“Feel all that brotherly love,” Yozak muttered.

“I'm not hungry. I'm going back to the inn.” Wolfram stood up and walked out seething.

“Guys, aren't you even going to stop him?” Yuuri asked looking around the table for any sign of concern.

“He'll be fine, Yuuri. He's just going to the inn,” Conrad said.

“But he is a girl, though I'm not underestimating -”

“Well, he can just knock everyone unconscious to whoever stands in his path,” Gwendal said indignantly. “If you're that concerned, go ahead, bother yourself and follow him.”

Yuuri got up and went to follow his fiancé but couldn't see him anywhere. He approached a young man carrying a barrel and asked, “Have you seen a girl with blond hair wearing blue?”

“Yeah, she went that way.”

Yuuri started walking toward the direction he was pointing when the boy called out to him, “I don't think she'll be interested in you, though. I think she's a lesbian.”

Yuuri almost laughed out loud at his comment. By the time he got to Wolfram, someone else was already bothering him but the prince seemed to be too angry to notice. When he realized that Wolfram was going to totally ignore him, he walked away scratching his head. Yuuri heard him mumble, “Aw, she was so cute, too.”

The Maou ran after his fiancé, “Hey wait up, Wolf!” he called as he grabbed his hand.

Wolfram pulled away his injured hand, “Ow!”

Yuuri snatched the hand back and looked at it, “You've hurt yourself. His face must have been really tough.”

Wolfram pulled away again and started walking towards his destination, “I'll be fine.”

Yuuri fell in step with Wolfram, “You know, Gwendal was right. You can't just do anything on impulse.”

“Leave me alone, Yuuri. Go eat a horse!”

“You really need to chill out.”

“No, I will not chill out.”

Yuuri sighed and decided not to argue with Wolfram anymore, besides you can't fight fire with fire. He took Wolfram's injured hand gently which made the prince stop on his tracks. “Come on, we have to treat this. You might get an infection.”

Wolfram looked at him looking at his hand and felt a slight blush creeping up his face. He looked away. “O-okay.”

The tranquility of their room brought a little peace to Wolfram's mind as he sat down on the bed. Yuuri took out their first-aid kit they brought along and opened it. He sat beside Wolfram and held out his hand, “Give me your hand.”

As the prince's hand lay on the Maou's, Yuuri noticed how fragile it appeared. He applied some antiseptic and bandaged it carefully. “There, it's done,” he said as he laid Wolfram's hand gingerly on the prince's lap.

“Thank you,” Wolfram said softly.

Yuuri looked up and realized how close his face was to his. His heart started to race. What's going on? He asked himself as his face inched closer to Wolfram's. Yuuri could feel something growing inside of him. It felt exciting and, kind of, dangerous at the same time. What is this feeling? He wondered. Could this be… he didn't want to finish that thought. He could already feel Wolfram's warm breath on his face. I shouldn't do this. I shouldn't… I know I shouldn't but then… I want to… and finally, their lips met. The kiss was gentle at first, both of them feeling each others lips, tasting such sweetness. Yuuri felt like his heart was going on overdrive and felt light-headed. How could something that felt so right such as this could ever be wrong? Yuuri thought. Then the kiss deepened, as Yuuri's tongue gained entrance into Wolfram's and to his surprise the prince welcomed it. Suddenly they were lying on the bed with Wolfram's arms encircled around Yuuri's neck and Yuuri's arms resting on the bed to support him. Then his kisses traveled to the prince's ears, tugging playfully on Wolfram's earlobe with his teeth then down his neck. Wolfram's skin felt so soft and warm and he smelled so nice. It felt so good that he couldn't fight the irresistible urge to nibble. Another urge he couldn't fight was his wandering hand. In a blink of an eye, Wolfram's cravat was undone and his kisses were traveling lower and lower. Gunter suddenly appeared in his mind and he tried to brush it off. Not now, Gunter. But the thought persisted. Please, Gunter, would you mind? Then his voice rang in his head. Your Majesty, don't fall in-love with Wolfram in his female form! It sounded like Gunter was right next to them that he swiftly got up and looked around, but no one was there but them.

“Um… I, uh…” Yuuri tried to say something to break the awkward silence but couldn't think of anything. His heart started to race again. “That… um… you…”

Wolfram got up, blushing deeply.

“I'll just put this away,” Yuuri finally managed to say as he grabbed the bandages and stuffed them back into the kit and into the bag. It was only then he realized that he was trembling. He shook his hands, but it didn't help. What was the big deal? He thought. It was just a kiss - a kiss that might have lead into something else when Gunter hadn't interrupted. He didn't know whether he felt relieved or disappointed. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves and turned to Wolfram who was putting his cravat back into place.

“So shall we have some late lunch?” Yuuri asked.

Wolfram avoided his eyes, “No, you go back to them. I'll just stay here.”

“Well… I was thinking maybe we could go some place else, just the two of us.”

“Really?” Wolfram looked up to him.

“Really.” Yuuri held out his hand.

Wolfram stared at it for a few seconds then took it, “Okay,” then pulled himself up.

For the rest of the story refer to http://yuuram.monochromatic.org/fanfics/buffupkun2.php and http://yuuram.monochromatic.org/fanfics/buffupkun3.php

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou kara maou. I do not own this fanfic too ALL CREDITS GO TO go to littlelordgoldie.

"No, Mother! I will not wear this!” Wolfram argued looking at the pink dress Lady Cheri had chosen for him. “Won't my usual attire be fine?”

“Because my dear,” Cheri caressed his new daughter's face, “You are now a lady and you must wear what a lady should wear.”

“But I am not a lady! I am a man!” Wolfram insisted.

“Oh? Better take another look in the mirror, Wolfie dear.”

“Mother, please -”

“Oh, come on now. You didn't complain about the nightgown.”

“But - but that was different,” Wolfram defended.

“Come on, Wolfie. Do this for your dear mother. It's not everyday that one of his sons turn into a lady - and such a beautiful lady at that.”

Wolfram took a deep breath, “Very well, I will do this for you, mother.” He grabbed the dress from the bed to get changed.

Cheri headed to the door, “Hurry, everyone's waiting at the dinner table.”

Wolfram groaned and prepared himself for major humiliation that was yet to come.


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(Note: Wolfram will still be referred to as “he”. Apologies if it doesn't sound right.)

Everyone was already at the dinner table, but Wolfram, and was talking about what had happened that afternoon. Conrad was shocked at first when he was told about the incident and refused to believe it but when he saw the contraption that Anissina was fixing, he was convinced. “Well, if it's Anissina, you better expect the unexpected,” he said. Everyone was excited to see Wolfram in his girl form, and even the maids couldn't contain their anticipation. Yuuri could hear them giggling at the back.

As the door creaked open, everyone became silent and turned to look expectantly. Wolfram peeked in, his cheeks turning into a shade of red.

“Please come in,” Cheri said, “We've all been waiting for you. We're all eager to see your - uh, transformation.”

“Mother -”

Cheri motioned for Gunter, “Can you please escort my daughter in?”

“Yes, My Lady.”

Gunter practically pulled him from the doorway when he refused to budge. The room was filled with “ooh”s and “aah”s as he stood in front of them, blushing deeply.

“So it is true!” Conrad said as he studied Wolfram.

Yuuri looked at Wolfram with awe. The dress fit perfectly with his full chest, narrow waist and wider hips. “Wow!” he whispered.

Cheri leaned over to Yuuri and winked at him, “I think so too, Your Majesty.”

Yuuri blushed at the comment but continued to stare at Wolfram's stunning figure.

Wolfram glared at everyone, “If - if anyone laughs, I swear I'll - I'll - I'll burn you alive!”

“Wolfram, dear! That's not how a proper lady should behave,” his mother scolded him.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, “Hmph, whatever!” and stomped off to his seat.

When dinner was served, Cheri turned to her new daughter, “Now that you're a lady, I think we should think of a better name for you.”

“My name is just fine, mother.”

“No, that won't just do. Can you imagine a mother calling her own daughter 'Wolfram'? That's just too… just too - well… manly.”

“I am a man, mother, when Anissina fixes that machine from hell. I don't think that changing my name would be necessary.”

“Oh, come now, dear. Indulge me,”

“No, I won't. I agreed to wear this dress and that's the only thing I will agree to.”

But Cheri wasn't listening. She looked at the dinner table and announced, “So, what name do you think would suit my darling daughter?”

Female names suddenly filled the room.

“Maria.”

“Lisa.”

“Annie.”

“Francine.”

“Rachel.”

Yuuri looked at Cheri who was apparently enjoying every moment of it. Wolfram on the other hand looked like he had steam coming out from his ears.

Suddenly Wolfram stood up, almost knocking down the glasses, “I will not tolerate this!” and then stormed out of the room almost tripping over his dress. He slammed the door with a loud bang as he went out. Everyone cringed.

“Oh, I guess, he's still the same Wolfram as before.”

“You were expecting that he'd be different then, mother?” Conrad asked.

“Well, no, but still,” she sighed as she played with her food. She then turned to Yuuri, “Won't you talk to him, Your Majesty? Maybe… you could change his mind?” she pleaded with puppy-dog eyes.

“I highly doubt that,” Yuuri murmured but he stood up and followed Wolfram out the door.


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Wolfram was fuming as he went out the dining hall. They have the nerve to do that to me? He thought as he headed to his room to change into more comfortable clothing. How dare they do that! He was already in his room when someone knocked on his door.

“What?!” he snapped sounding irritated.

The door opened and Yuuri stepped in. “Hey.”

“What do you want?”

“Um - well - Uh…” Yuuri scratched his head thinking of what to say.

Wolfram sighed with exasperation as he tossed his uniform onto the bed and started to undress.

“What are you doing?!”

Wolfram looked at him incredulously, “What do you think I'm doing, wimp? I'm going to change.”

“In front of me?”

“Do you want to?”

“Well…”

“Don't be such a pervert, Yuuri. Get out.”

“Then why did you -”

“Get out!”

“No, what I meant was that you shouldn't change.”

“You're not the one who's being forced to wear this.”

“But you look really pretty in it.”

Wolfram looked away, “Don't make fun of me, Yuuri,” sounding hurt.

He shook his head, “I'm not making fun of you. You really look very pretty in it, Wolf. Honest.”

Wolfram studied Yuuri's face to see if he really was being honest with him and sighed, “Alright.”

“Great!” Yuuri's face brightened as he stood beside Wolfram and offered his arm, “Shall we take a stroll outside?”

Wolfram stared at the offered arm, “What's that supposed to be?”

Yuuri took Wolfram's hand and placed it at the crook, “You put it there. You know, just incase you might trip on your dress or something.”

“Why don't we just make it simpler? I change and we don't have to do this - arm thing.”

Yuuri pulled him to the door, “Okay, let's go. We need to cool someone's head off.”

The night air was fresh and crisp and it helped ease Wolfram's tension a bit. He sighed as he closed his eyes and leaned his head against Yuuri.

“Are you okay?” Yuuri asked.

“Yeah. I just can't believe this happened to me.”

“Well, that's what you get for trusting Anissina. Why did you agree to help her anyway?”

“That's not important,” Wolfram denied.

“Well, it must have been important for you to actually do something so dangerous.”

“She said it wasn't dangerous.”

“And you believed her?”

Wolfram shrugged.

“You're more gullible than I thought.” Yuuri said, waiting for a feisty come-back from Wolfram and was surprised to find none. “Wow, you're really bummed out about this, huh?”

“Bummed out?”

“You know, sad, depressed…”

“Anyone would be, Yuuri. I wanted to be…” he sighed and let the sentence hang. “And now, I'm reduced to nothing but a laughingstock.”

“Nothing? Is that what you think you are now?” Yuuri took hold of Wolfram's shoulders and stared into his deep emerald eyes and felt like he was going to drown in it, “Just because you became like this, doesn't mean you are nothing, Wolfram. Never think like that, okay?” as he gathered him in his arms.

Wolfram didn't know how he felt that instant. It was a mixture of surprise, disbelief and near-euphoria. It was so good to be in Yuuri's embrace and felt like he was going to melt in his arms. Just like this, he thought, I never want this moment to end. When he was in Yuuri's arms, it didn't seem so bad being in the form he was currently in and everything was right with the world. It just… feels… so… nice. “Yuuri.”

“Let's sit down over there,” Yuuri said pointing to the fountain.

“Okay,” Wolfram responded, still lightheaded from the unexpected hug. As they sat down he leaned against his fiance's shoulder and continued to listen to Yuuri's soothing voice talking something about dementia or distillation, or something like that. Wolfram couldn't really know, because as soon as his head touched Yuuri's shoulder he was starting to fall asleep.


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“…it's weird, you know, since Shin Makoku and Earth are totally different places - dimensions even, the constellations still look the same, though, I'm not really an expert on these things. I mean, they look the same, I think, but I still have yet to locate the big dipper and the small dipper…do you know what they are, by the way?” when Yuuri didn't hear a reply from his companion, he turned to see and found him sleeping peacefully against his shoulder. Yuuri smiled at the sight.

“Wolfram,” he whispered but his sleeping companion didn't budge. Oh well, now that he's lighter, I can carry him to his room, he thought as he picked him up and brought Wolfram to his own quarters. He lay him down on the bed carefully and kept staring at him as he wondered if Wolfram would agree to stay like this forever. He chuckled, he would never agree to that, not in a million years! He caressed the prince's face.

“Your Majesty! What do you think you're doing?” came a familiar voice.

Yuuri looked up to see a shocked Gunter in the doorway. The Maou jumped up from the bed, “I wasn't going to do anything to him. I swear!”

“You better, not until after your wedding day,” Gunter said sternly as he escorted His Majesty out of Wolfram's room.

“I don't think he's still gonna be in that body, by that time. Uh - that came out wrong. What I really meant -”

“Your Majesty, don't fall in-love with Wolfram in his female form. You'll just complicate things.”

“What do you mean? Wolfram's still Wolfram whether he's a boy or as a really cute girl.”

“Your Majesty!” Gunter warned then sighed when Yuuri mumbled an apology. “Don't you realize that it kills him to be a woman? If you fall in-love with him now, it would be much harder for him to return to his original body.”

“Why would it be hard for him? I don't see what it -”

“Because he wants you to be happy. And if he sees that you're happier with him this way then it might make it more difficult for him to decide.”

Yuuri looked down as he realized what Gunter meant. “Oh.”

Gunter put his hand on His Majesty's shoulder, “Please think about what I said, okay?”

Yuuri nodded and went into his room. As he lay in bed he thought about Gunter's words, Because he wants you to be happy... it resounded in his head as he slipped into slumber.


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The next two days were hard for Wolfram. He had utmost difficulty handling his sword which seemed heavier than he remembered it to be plus adding to the complexity would be the dress. He couldn't understand why women actually wanted to wear anything so uncomfortable and so restricting. The third day proved to be even more of a challenge for him when they were gathered in the drawing room discussing about an uproar in a nearby human territory.

“It seems that most of the trouble happens at night. These thugs break in to people's homes but they don't seem to take anything,” Gwendal informed them.

“It appears our friends enjoy wreaking havoc,” Gunter remarked.

“They're tearing the town apart and the town officials can't seem to capture them. It's either they're too smart or there's just too many of them -” Gwendal continued.

“Let's just hope that it's because they're too many,” Conrad pointed out.

“Well, they can't be smart for starting trouble with apparently no good reason,” Gunter countered.

Conrad nodded, “True.”

“So far, since this riot started four days ago, only one person was hurt who was knocked unconscious when he went to investigate the noise in their kitchen. No one was kidnapped either,” stated their informant. “Now the townsfolk are terrified to go out of their houses. They don't even feel safe inside of their own homes anymore, scared that eventually these ruffians might actually start killing people once they've gotten tired of their old pattern.”

“Then what could be their motive?” Conrad thought aloud.

Gwendal sighed, “Ah, who knows. Maybe they are just dim-witted and have nothing better to do with their pathetic lives but to torment other people.”

“Then we must go and investigate!” Yuuri proclaimed.

Conrad smiled at his godson, “Just what I was thinking, Your Majesty.”

“Then we must leave at once before they stir up anymore ruckus,” Wolfram declared.

They all turned to look at Wolfram as awkward silence filled the big drawing room. There was no brave soul who could tell that he wasn't allowed to go this time.

“What? Why are you all looking at me like that?” he asked transferring his gaze from one person to another.

Finally, Conrad spoke up, “We, Wolfram?”

“Did I stutter or mispronounce it? Yes, I said we.”

Conrad looked at his other male companions hoping that some other brave soul, other than himself, could muster up the courage to tell his younger brother - or sister - that he could not join them, but everyone was avoiding his eyes. He sighed. Very well, he thought. “Wolfram, this is going to be dangerous. I don't think these people would be willing to talk with us and we might be forced to use brute force to deal with them,” Conrad said, laying down the truth as gently as possible, “We're just worried that you might get hurt in the process -”

“Are you implying that I will be a liability to the group?”

“Heck no!” Gwendal's voice boomed, “We would never imply that. What Conrad really means is that you can't go,” he said bluntly.

“But I always accompany Yuuri in times like these,”

“Wolfram, don't worry about His Majesty. We will guard Yuuri with our lives,” Conrad asserted.

He raised a brow, “That's not what I'm worried about. He'll probably start flirting with every woman and every good-looking man the moment he lays a foot on that town.”

Yuuri groaned. “Wolfram, not this again!” he whined.

“Yes, Yuuri, this again.” He turned to Gwendal whose face was twisted into a scowl that was even meaner than his usual. “Oh, and I am going!” and stormed out of the room. The loud bang of the door seemed to resonate in the silence.

“Hmm…” Gunter said thoughtfully as he stared at the door where Wolfram just exited, “The spoiled brat strikes again.”


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Regardless of Cheri's incessant pleas to Wolfram to stay behind, telling him to let the “men” do all the work, he still insisted on going.

“What are you saying mother? That I am not man enough?” he asked.

Cheri's gaze at him traveled from head to foot, “Not being a man enough would be an overstatement, Wolf dear. You are not even a man!”

He groaned as he continued towards the front yard where the horses were prepared for departure and widened his steps. He was now more confident about his strides ever since he changed back into his old uniform. As mounted his horse, Cheri persisted, “But Wolfram, you're just breaking in on your new body. Things might be different -”

“Mother, don't worry about me. I assure you, I am the same Wolfram you have known,”

“Oh believe me, I know. You're still as stubborn, as spoiled -”

“Good-bye, Mother”

“Please do be careful,” Cheri said worriedly as she watched Wolfram leave with the rest. I just have this nagging feeling that something's going to go wrong, just call it a mother's instinct.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou and i DO NOT OWN THIS FANFIC. All credits go to littlelordgoldie.
Summary: Wolfram turns into a girl by when Anissina's experiment goes wrong. Wonderful and terrible things happen at the same time as they go to investigate some trouble in a human town.
My review: I came across this fanfic when I was surfing the net, and this fanfic is awsome I will post up the first part of the story.


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Wolfram was having doubts about going into Anissina's 'Buff-up-kun'. I don't know why I agreed to this, He thought. Oh, wait. I do, as he remembered their conversation earlier.

“I thought you want to protect His Majesty with all you've got?” Anissina said and all the prince could do was stare at her mischievous eyes. “Well, how can you when your body is not at it's maximum capacity? Now get in there and get buffed up!” she said as she shoved Wolfram towards her laboratory.

Now, he thought, do I really want to go this far? He knew the answer to that, Yes. But Anissina's inventions were always so scary and in the end something was bound to go wrong. At the far corner of the room he saw a small chamber that looked somewhat a like a coffin leaning up against the wall. It had wires around it and had an antenna at the top.

“Here it is!” Anissina exclaimed as she stood beside the chamber beaming with so much pride.

“A-Anissina, are - are you sure it's safe?” Wolfram stammered, having second thoughts about participating.

“Oh, don't worry Lord von Bielefeld. It may look sinister but it's actually safe. As safe as - uh, a thing that's safe.”

“Is it that dangerous that you can't actually compare it to anything?”

“Stop being such a scaredy-cat and get in there.” She opened the chamber door. The inside actually did look like a coffin, only with leather straps.

Wolfram took a hesitant step towards the machine, his heart thudding in his chest. Should I do this? Yes? No? Yes? No? He swallowed a lump in his throat as he listened to the debate inside his head. There was still time to back out. He shook his head vigorously to clear his mind and then decided that it was a yes. As he positioned himself inside and as Anissina strapped him in, he thought, Yuuri, I'm doing this for you so you better appreciate all my efforts, you wimp. As he watched the doors close on him, he shut his eyes and suddenly felt a little claustrophobic. I'm going straight to my grave!

He heard engines running and the chamber started to shudder slightly. “It's alive! It's alive!” he heard Anissina cry out menacingly. He shivered as he imagined her outside the chamber rubbing her palms together as she gives off an evil laugh. The machine started to shake more violently as he could feel electricity running through his body. Is that smoke I smell? He could hear some commotion outside but the machine was making too much noise that he couldn't hear what was going on. Then pain surged through his entire body, which felt like a million little pinpricks. Anissina! I thought this was safe! I will kill you when I get out of here. If I get out of here... Finally the machine gave its final violent shudder and everything became quiet. Wolfram felt weak and limp and he didn't know if it was due to the effect of the experiment or because being inside the machine was just plain terrifying. The chamber door opened and he saw a blurry vision of Anissina looking at him then Yuuri came into view. The Maou said something but it felt like his ears were stuffed with cotton and he couldn't understand what Yuuri was saying. As he was unstrapped, he didn't have much energy to move and he could feel himself falling to the ground. He was falling out of consciousness as he felt someone catch him and lay him on the hard ground. Panicked voices filled his ears before he plunged into total darkness.


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Yuuri was starting to feel bored and was tired of going around looking for something exciting to do. Greta was having a nap, Conrad was away on business, Gunter might just make him study some more, Wolfram might call him wimp, flirt, cheater and other absurdities and there was just too much tension when he's around Gwendal. He sighed as he continued his patrol. As he passed by Anissina's laboratory could hear loud noises coming from inside then a voice sounding like Anissina's yelling “It's alive! It's alive!” He didn't want to go in for he might be forced to be her Guinea pig for some strange experiment, but his curiosity got the best of him as he peered inside the room. There he saw Anissina standing by a corner watching a coffin shake. She turned around and Yuuri suddenly felt a pang of regret for coming in. “Uh… Anissina! I was just passing by. I'm sorry to have bothered you,” he said and was about to leave when Anissina stopped him. He cringed. Uh-oh! Big problem!

“Oh, Your Majesty! Please come in! Won't you help me evaluate the results of this experiment later on?”

He peeked in again. “Evaluate?”

She motioned for him to come inside, “As of this moment Wolfram's inside the “'Buff-up-kun',”

He gazed at the machine with inquiry, “'Buff-up-kun', huh? What did you say?! Wolfram's inside?!” What was he thinking? He knows better than to get involved with Anissina's crazy research.

Suddenly the machine started emanating smoke. He looked at Anissina wearily. “Uh… is that supposed to do that?” he asked.

She put her chin on her hand and looked at the machine thoughtfully, “Honestly, Your Majesty, I have no clue as to what this machine's supposed to do. That's why it's called an experiment!”

“What!? Have you gone nuts, Anissina?” he asked. “Someone's inside there! He could suffocate! We have to stop this!”

“Oh, don't worry, Your Majesty! This baby's safe. I mean, anyone could use it,” she said a matter-of-factly.

“But you just said that you didn't know what it could do? How is that possibly safe for anyone to use?”

“Oh pish-posh. I never invent anything that would endanger anyone.”

Oh really? Yuuri thought sarcastically.

“Your Majesty, I didn't know you were so concerned about Wolfram that much…”

Yuuri blushed, “No, I don't. It could be Gunter or Gwendal in there and I'd be concerned as much!”

Anissina was about to say something when the coffin-like machine gave one last shudder and went dead.

“Uh… what happened?” Yuuri asked.

Anissina didn't say anything as she fanned the thick smoke from her face. She coughed as she pulled down the switch. “Hmm… it seems that 'Buff-up-kun' has run out of power.”

“And Wolfram?”

“Let's see.” She slowly opened the door and revealed a dizzy Wolfram inside.

Something's different about him, but I just can't put my finger on it, Yuuri thought. “Wolfram, are you alright?” he asked but the prince didn't respond.

Anissina unstrapped him and murmured something that sounded like, “Oh my!”

Oh my? What was that supposed to mean? What's wrong with Wolfram? He thought.

Just then Wolfram started to fall forward and before he could hit the ground Yuuri caught him in his arm. Wow! He's surprisingly lighter and seemed - smaller! He thought.

Anissina crossed her arms in front of her chest, “I guess, the 'Buff-up-kun' has the opposite effect.”

“What do you mean? Nothing happened,” Yuuri said as he laid Wolfram carefully down the floor.

“Look again, Your Majesty.”

As Yuuri lay the prince down he could see clearly what Anissina meant. Wolfram had turned into a girl! Yuuri stared wide-eyed at Wolfram's swollen chest. He pointed to it, “Uh… is that real?”

Anissina knelt beside him, “There's only one way to find out!” she exclaimed as she started unbuttoning the prince's shirt.

“Anissina!” Yuuri exclaimed as he brushed her hands off.

“But we have to confirm.”

“But…”

“If you're embarrassed, Your Majesty, you can just look away. You don't have to evaluate with me,” then she winked, “But if you want to, you can.”

He turned his head away, blushing. “I give you the sole responsibility of - evaluating.”

After a few seconds, “Seems like it's genuine.” Then “You can look now, Your Majesty.”

Yuuri turned his head. “Maybe it's a hormonal imbalance or something? Maybe he's still a guy -”

“Well, yes, but that wouldn't explain why he's definitely smaller in build than before.”

Yuuri scanned his transformed fiancé from head to foot and realized that crazy-lady Anissina was right. Wolfram's clothes were much looser than he remembered them to be. Oh Anissina. Wolfram's gonna kill you! He thought. “Maybe, his bones shrank?” he suggested.

“But! There is another way to confirm for sure to rule out that thought of yours,” she said as she looked at Wolfram's crotch.

He stared at her in disbelief, then he shook his head. “You can't possibly be thinking of looking - in - there…”

Anissina looked at him wide-eyed, “Of course not, Your Majesty! A proper lady such as myself should never perform such an improper action. You do it!”

“What?! Why me?”

“Because if he did turn out to be a man, then it's okay, because you're a man and it's okay for you to look at another man's - er, anatomy, especially for evaluation purposes! Besides, you're his - I mean, her fiancé.”

Yuuri raised his trembling hands to open Wolfram's pants. He swallowed hard and could feel beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. He looked at Wolfram's face and feared that the prince might wake up suddenly, and seeing him reaching for his fly, might bite his hands off. Knowing his fiancé, he believes that Wolfram would actually do something so savage.

Yuuri withdrew his hands, “But what if he really did turn into a girl?”

Anissina grinned at him, “Then lucky you.”

“What?! No, I'm not doing it!”

“Okay, so how are we to go about this?”

Yuuri bit his lower lip, thinking. He looked at Wolfram's crotch area, there didn't seem to be a bulge - was there even a bulge to start with? He didn't notice. Maybe he did turn into a girl. He looked at Wolfram's face. There didn't seem to be anything that changed in that department, but then he always had feminine facial features, pale skin, a small well-formed lips, deep green eyes lined with thick dark lashes, which Yuuri thought were Wolfram's strong physical points. He was already pretty even when he was a boy.

She snapped her fingers which interrupted Yuuri's thoughts. “I know! Call Gisela!”

Yes, Gisela was a medical practitioner. She should be used to looking at other people's - anatomy. When Yuuri put it that way, he thought the profession was kind of - perverted. He pushed that thought aside and went to look for Gisela.


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It was confirmed by Gisela that Wolfram did indeed turn into the female species. They thought of shoving Wolfram back into the 'Buff-up-kun' but the contraption only turned into a smoke machine. “I think it might have blown a fuse,” Anissina had said.

“Well, when Wolfram finds about this, he'll blow a fuse,” Yuuri commented.

The three of them plus Cheri, Gunter and Greta have gathered around Wolfram's room. Cheri was ecstatic that she now has a daughter, not that she didn't like having her sons, but, as she claimed, she can now have someone to talk to about “girl stuff”. She was so happy that she even insisted that they let Wolfram wear his pink frilly nightgown. Yuuri looked down at him and now that he's actually changed into a girl, he looks a lot better in the nightgown.

“I'm sorry about this Lady Cheri, but the machine's broken and I still have to repair it. It might take about a week or so -”

“Sorry? Sorry about what my dear? You made me so happy by giving me a daughter!” Cheri exclaimed giving Anissina a tight hug.

“I don't think Wolfram's going to be too happy about this, mother,” Gwendal said with a scowl on his face.

“I'll make him like it,” Cheri answered back.

“You'll have to remember that this is just a temporary state and that he'll return to normal once the 'Buff-up-kun' is fixed,” Anissina piped in.

Cheri held up her forefinger, “Well, then, I must make the most out of this!” and then headed to the door.

“Where are you heading off to, mother?” Gwendal asked.

“Why, to look for dresses that Wolfie could wear, dear. Oh, I'm so excited! I just can't wait! Gisela, why don't you come and assist me? There'll be a lot to choose from and I'm going to need your help.”

“Yes, My Lady,” Gisela answered and then curtsied before Yuuri, “Excuse me, Your Majesty,” then accompanied Lady Cheri outside the room.

“Gwendal, do you happen to be doing anything important?” Anissina asked. “I would like your assistance -“

“Oh! I remembered something I must do!” Gwendal said a little too sudden then rushed out the door.

Anissina turned to Gunter who only looked at her in shock then said, “Uh… I have some important business to attend to as well,” then actually went running out of the room.

“What are you, men or mice?” she called after them as she ran after Gunter, “I just need your help. I won't turn you into women!”

When peace returned to the room, Greta sat at the edge of the bed and looked at Wolfram, “Now I have a dad and a mom,” she looked at Yuuri and asked, “Can I also have a brother?”

Yuuri choked, “Uh, Greta. I - I think it's too soon for you to have a sibling.”

“Aw…” she pouted so adorably, “Please?”

“Greta, I -”

Just then Wolfram stirred. He's waking up! Oh no! Yuuri looked around the room and realized that Greta and he were the only ones present. If Wolfram releases his wrath when he finds out, we'll be the first ones burned to ashes! He panicked at the thought.

Wolfram sat up and rubbed his forehead. “Ow, what a terrible headache!” he looked up at Yuuri who was looking at him with raised brows. “What happened, Yuuri?”

Yuuri opened his mouth to say something but only a croak came out. He didn't want to be the one to reveal the bad news. The only thing he could do was shake his head.

Wolfram cleared his throat then swallowed hard, “There's something wrong with my voice. What did Anissina do to me?”

“Wolf, I - I think your voice would be the least of your worries right now,” Yuuri managed to say as he pointed to Wolfram's chest.

“What?” he looked down. At first he looked confused then shocked. He put his hands on them, “Is - is this real?” still staring at his chest.

Yuuri only nodded.

He looked inside his nightgown. Yuuri looked away, embarrassed. “Oh my god! What happened to me? Why do I have a woman's chest? And voice?”

“The 'buff-up-kun' backfired.”

“What?!”

“Um - Wolf, there is something else,” Yuuri said as he pointed to Wolfram's crotch area.

Wolfram shook his head, looking worried, “No.”

Yuuri nodded.

Wolfram shook his head more vigorously and looking even more worried, “No! Please, no!”

“Mommy!” Greta exclaimed excitedly.

Wolfram clenched his fists and screamed at the top of his voice, “ANISSINAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!”


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so how do you think about the story? ^^

Extroversion (E) --- Introversion (I)
Do you recharge your energy via external contact & activity (Extroversion) or spending time in your inner space (Introversion)?

Intuition --- Sensing (S)
Do you rely on your inner voice (Intuition) or observation (Sensing)?

Thinking (T) --- Feeling (F)
When making decisions, what do you rely most on? Your thoughts or your feelings?

Judgement (J) --- Perception (P)
Do you tend to set schedules and organize your life (Judgement), or do you tend to leave the options open and see what happens (Perception)?

Using the letters above, it is possible to have a unique 4 letter code to indicate each of the 16 Jungian personality types, e.g., I am an INTJ.

Try and google search your personality ie, if you got yourself INTJ, search for INTJ and you will get lots of pages regarding the explainations of your personalities. CHECK IT OUT!!

By: Megumi Hayashibara

I'll have sherbet

I gotta tell you this again today.
It's just too hard for me to keep in.
Every momen' just flyin' away
When I am with you.

Today must be my day, you know, we got together.
Soune atashi mo aitakattano, konna KIRAKIRA mabushii hi damono
You gotta special gift that makin' me feel so special.
souna no, HONTO ni? sore ha anata yo anata niau no ureshi kutte
We, busy bees have must do's and have to go's.
kyou ha yoru made issho desho? kiite, hanashitai koto ippai nano yo

Tell me about it and wish me not to be lost.
saikin nandaka ochikikahaishi, jibun no ibashou ga fuan ni naru no
I can see what you're sayin' it happened to me, too.
dattara wakaru? nantonaku yuutsu, ame o mattari, kaze o kiitari
And say "So that's that" before you go to bed, right?
(Un) yappari, anata mo? sorede you o kazoeru no?

* Even I can enjoy your sensuous lies.
Maybe we are playin' hide-and-seek.
I love lookin' in your curious eyes.
You may be makin' a tongue-in-cheek.
I never can count you out from my life.
'Cause you are my fatal music.

** Remember, (I) got a super impression
When I saw you were runnin' to me.
I scented only your sweet expression,
All over me there.

Look, stick to your own road. You are you, though.
atashi jishin, doushitai no ka zenzen mietakutachatte
You know, you are blessed whether you know it or not.
UWAA! anata ga sou iuto HONTO mitai ni kikoeru wa
Life's passin' in a mad flurry. We can't waste our time.
shirakete nanteiran naishi, ochikon deru no ha mottai naishi

When I'm with you time goes by awfully fast.
anata shitteta? jikan ha ne kasoku shiteru no, sukoshi zutsu
So many things we don't know in this whole wide world.
nandemo daijina koto ha minna, kanari shitteru tsumori nanoni ne
We may never know what even we do not know.
wakannai koto ippai arutte, shitteinakucha ikenai no kanaa.

* repeat

Don't you think that you have to change your ways, huh?
atashi ha jibun okaerannai betsu ni kaeru kimo naishi
You should have pride to be yourself, surely.
atashi jishin omochitaina atashi ha atashi nanotte ne
Yap, you gonna get off with your bad self later.
jibun o motto sukini naritai anata no koto sukina kuraini

You can make it though. Everythin' has a reason to be.
koushite kokoro ga samayotteru no ha, unmei mitai na riyuu ga aru no
As you can't change your fate you can change your attitude.
anata no iu kotoga miete kita atashi omotte ite kureru no ne
Why you think I wear GQ? I give you my best shot.
honto, arigatou! itsudemo anata ha atashi no SUNOIDOROOPU ne

** repeat.


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