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Kyou Kara Maou, Royal Dignity

Title: Royal Dignity [Yuuri/Wolfram]
Rating/Warnings: G
Summary: Murata tells Yuuri not to worry about it because he never had any dignity in the first place.
AN: Written for 2006 Trick or Treat.

Royal Dignity

“This is undignified!” Yuuri whined. “I’m the maou!”

“You come here through a toilet, Shibuya,” Murata commented without taking his eyes off the mirror where he was inspecting his much cooler Prince Charming costume. “You didn’t have any dignity to start with.”

“But I have to lead the first dance!” Yuuri stared glumly at his apparel. “I can barely dance normally! How am I supposed to do it in this…this!”

“You haven’t been paying attention during your lessons, then,” Murata turned to grin at Yuuri, and his glasses gleamed. “And I’m asking Yozak to give you remedial help starting tomorrow.”

“I hate you,” Yuuri said weakly. “And I want to die.”

“Yes, yes, I know.” Murata patted Yuuri’s shoulder. “Now, come one, Your Highness, it’s time to go have the masquerade’s opening dance with your fiancÃ©.”

When they entered the main ballroom and everybody turned to look as the Maou and the Sage were announced, Yuuri fought down the urge to throw himself in the punch bowl and hope for either teleportation or perhaps just merciful death.

But then he caught sight of Wolfram, glowering angrily beside a gushing Celi in his matching bearbee costume, and suddenly Yuuri found he couldn’t stop smiling.