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Group Date at the Cafe~

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pianoman_soul, EVERYONE ELSE.
Location: Death By Pastry Cafe.
Rating: G for now.
Time: July 20th, early morning.
Description: Soul and Maka try to hook everyone up before the big battle.

Upon entering the cafe, one may notice a large spread of various desserts laid out on each table. Everything looked clean and tidy, and Maka was currently circling around every now and then, making sure everything was in place.

She never tried helping others form partnerships before, but hopefully it wouldn't be too difficult. She had her Soul Perception to see who may match well, and the trust games she had planned out might help strengthen bonds. Not that she went into too much detail about that.

"How does everything look?" she asked Soul.

He looked up at her from his seat, mostly preoccupied with his cupcake. He just nodded and gave her a thumbs up.

If anything, she thought this would prove interesting, and hopefully helpful despite it being short notice.

Doors now open, they were ready to begin.

[ooc: SORRY THIS IS LATE. But anyway, a quick note - since Soul and Maka were put in charge of helping people form partnerships, they're likely to be jumping in and out of threads, trying to introduce people and whatnot. Basically playing host. Oh, and feel free to use [action] tags if you prefer that!]

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Saralegui had gone to the meet-up alone, but he didn't see any problem with his mingling with some familiar faces once there. Like his dear Yuuri, who he spotted through the slight crowd in the cafe. Accompanied by his retainers as expected, of course, but that hadn't ever posed a problem before.

The human king made his way over and discreetly caught a hold on the demon king's sleeve, attempting to tug him away from his party for a moment.

There just seemed to be so much to see and so many people that he hadn't yet met. Yuuri couldn't help but find himself a little excited with meeting the new people. The tug at his sleeve pulled his attention away from his search, the young Maou glanced over as he was tugged deeper into the crowd.

"Sara," Yuuri called out in surprise moments before his expression brightened as he was dragged away. He'd almost forgotten the fact that he was meeting Sara here. "You made it!"

"Of course I did," Sara said with a smirk once he felt they were far enough from Yuuri's friends that they wouldn't be interrupted too quickly. "Do you really think I'd let anything prevent me from seeing you again~?" As if to illustrate his point, he slid his arms around the brunette for a brief hug.

He hadn't seen his friend since the day before so it was good to see that Sara was happy and settling in as well as he could. The fact that he was being pulled away from Conrad and the others didn't even register to him as he shook his head and smiled.

"Sara," Yuuri muttered with a sense of fondness touching his voice moments before he found arms encircling him. He really meant that much to the other king? It was a thought that warmed him more than he'd ever admit, and while he wasn't certain if he could give the other king what he wanted, Yuuri wanted to do something for Sara.

Keeping the hug short but sweet, Sara pulled back after a few moments, though he let one hand remain on Yuuri's shoulder, keeping the other close to him, and making sure Yuuri's attention was on him.

He carefully adopted a somewhat nervous expression, speaking in a soft, hesitant voice. "Yuuri..." he began, his tone unsure. "I don't want to pressure you or anything, but with so little time before the fighting begins, well..."

The blonde drew a breath, like he was preparing to ask something he didn't want to. "...Have you considered what I asked you at all...?"

Yuuri would have stayed in close, well maybe not as close, regardless to if the hand was still on his shoulder or not. He didn't mind the hold though, and he found his expression softening into sympathy at the sight of nervousness he saw.

He really hated seeing Sara this way, hated seeing anyone this way, and he felt as though he should try and change it. Leaning in, Yuuri tried to smile encouragingly to show that he was listening. He should have known what was coming, though, and he found himself falling quiet and glancing away at the question.

Disappointing Sara was something that he never wanted to do. He wanted to be there for his friend, but the thought of being used to harm someone else also caused his chest to clench tightly.

"I have, but--" Reaching up to grasp at the front of his uniform, Yuuri quietly muttered, "I'm still not sure I can do it or even protect you properly."

Ah, that face. Always a pleasure to know that he could so effortlessly make Yuuri react to him. Of course, a better reaction would have been a smile and an enthusiastic agreement to his earlier proposal, but he could work with this too.

Sara bit his lower lip and gave Yuuri an anxious look. "But I know you, Yuuri. You are strong enough, I'd never worry about protection or anything with you..."

Now glancing away, he let his expression slip into a sad smile. "But..." he began slowly, like he was trying to pick his words carefully. "I understand that you don't want to fight. There's no need to make excuses. If you're really against it that much, I can try to find someone else in time..."

Each of Sara's attempts to manipulate him worked like a charm as Yuuri sighted the look of anxiousness his friend had. He wanted nothing more than to make Sara smile again, to put his fears at ease, but the memory of slicing that Shadow was still fresh in his mind.

"I want nothing more than to protect you and everyone else," Yuuri muttered to Sara quietly before his chest clenched painfully at that sad expression. Could he just stand by and allow for Sara and the others to enter into battle without them. A large part of him wanted nothing more than to be by their sides throughout this fight, but the thought of physically hurting Adachi, or worse, remained a constant shadow over him.

Still, what would have happened back home if he hadn't stood up against Soushu? The thought left the young Maou feeling cold inside, and it made him wonder if something terrible might happen if he wasn't there to help.

"I don't want you going out there by yourself, and there's no guarantee that you'll find someone else in time," Yuuri found himself murmuring as he moved to stand entirely in front of Sara. Reaching out, the young Maou put his hands on the other king's shoulders as he spoke, "I want to be there to protect you, Sara."

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"Yuuri...?" Sara started at the other's low murmurings, but paused when Yuuri's hands were laud on his shoulders and an answer was given.

Fighting back the smirk that threatened to surface, the blonde instead took on a surprised look, blinking at the other king for a moment before speaking. "You want to...oh, Yuuri, are you sure~?" He laid both his hands over one of Yuuri's, granting the double-black a hesitant smile. "I don't know what to say...thank you, Yuuri~"

Bingo.

The fact that he was playing directly into Sara's hands didn't even enter the young Maou's mind at all. He trusted the other king implicitly and thought that Sara held nothing but good intentions towards him. There was just something so honest, so real about the other king, and it was something that Yuuri wanted to protect above all else.

He could tell that his words had surprised Sara, but he gave the other king a small but encouraging smile in return. "Mmhm!" Yuuri sounded with a nod as Sara took his hands within his hold. He wanted to protect Sara, and the only way to do it now without the powers he had as Maou was to fight as a weapon. He would simply have to deal with his actions once they were all done with.

"You don't ever have to thank me, Sara," He said with a fond tone on his voice, "We're friends, and besides, I'm happy to do it."

How sweet.

"Yuuri, I really can't thank you enough, no matter what you might say," Sara insisted, pulling Yuuri's hand from his shoulder to instead hold it close to his heart. "Even when it's something you're so opposed to, you still help me. Truly, I don't deserve such a good friend as you~"

He ran his thumb over the back of Yuuri's hand in a soothing, repetitive motion, and treated the brunette to a gentle smile. Internally, he was laughing, of course -- at the younger king's naïveté and his own good fortune and skill in getting what he wanted -- but the outside was all innocent gratefulness for Yuuri's kind, selfless actions.

Sara's words brought a soft smile to his face. Really, the other king didn't deserve to be stuck here no matter what Sara said. He'd almost forgotten his responsibilities after what had happened the day before. He had people here who counted on him, and he wasn't about to let them down. "I think it's me who is the lucky one, Sara. Thank you for reminding me."

He didn't mind the other king's touch as Sara moved it away. Now that he knew what he had to do, Yuuri could focus his attention on that. There had only been two people he'd tried resonating with before now, but as his thougjts drifted to Horohoro and Gwendal, Yuuri found his eyes widening subtly. What if they didn't resonate? He wouldn't be able to help Sara at all if that was the case!

"Sara! What if we can't resonate together?" Yuuri suddenly called out.

Oh, right. Resonation. The one aspect of all this that he couldn't control. It wouldn't stop him from trying, though.

"Ah...you're right," Sara said frowning slightly. "Well, there's nothing we can do if we can't, and in that case I'll just have to find someone else..." After a moment, he flashed Yuuri a reassuring smile. "Still, we won't know until we try, right? Pehaps we'll get lucky~"

The thought that he'd be umable to help protect Sara and the others left a cold feeling inside of him. If they couldn't resonate though, there wasn't much that he could do. Well... Not when it came to the battle, and the thought of helping Watson and the others seemed to remind him of what else he could be doing. He wanted to try this out first, and while he didn't want to disappoint Sara, Yuuri also knew he had others counting on him as well.

"When do you think is a good time to try it?" Yuuri found himself asking as he pulled his hands free and peered at his friend. He didn't stay still for long, and just as quickly as he'd freed his hands, Yuuri's right hand reached out to grap Sara's, "You should probably look for another weapon while we're here just incase we can't pair up."

"Why not now?" Sara suggested, frowning slightly when Yuuri's hands were pulled away, but relaxing again when his own hands were taken. "That is what this meeting is for, isn't it? To find a partner that one can resonate with. And then if it doesn't work I'll find someone else~"

It was pure chance, really, that brought Wolfram's eyes to rest on Yuuri. The room was filled with black-haired people, though not quite as much as Japan had been, and he'd lost track of his fiance for a moment in the crowd. But that familiar voice had caught his ear, and he'd threaded his way in Yuuri's direction, and --

And found him holding hands with a handsome young blond man.

"Yuuri!" he yelped in outrage, then dug his heels in, wrestling with his temper. He wasn't going to yell. He must be misinterpreting things. Maybe this stranger was just asking if he could work with Yuuri, except, of course, that Yuuri had come here not wanting to find a Meister, and he looked perfectly content with the hand-holding, which he shouldn't be.

Most certainly shouldn't be. At all. Wolfram wasn't.

"Who are you?" he asked the blond, ice dripping from his tone.

"Now?" Yuuri questioned before he thought over the suggestion. He supposed that Sara did have a point, but was it really suitable for him to try transforming here? What would happen if they didn't resonate and he ended up hurting someone el--

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt at the familiar shrieking voice. "Wo-Wolfram!" Yuuri exclaimed loudly as he almost dropped the hold he had on Sara in surprise.

Any further answer Sara was going to give him was cut off by Wolfram's arrival on the scene. Though Yuuri seemed surprised enough that he almost let go of Sara's hands, the human king only tightened his grip in an almost possessive manner.

"Lord von Bielefeld," he greeted the other coolly. "You've forgotten already? It's only been a day since we spoke over those little devices~"

Wolfram might not be the most observant person, but oh, he noticed the possessiveness. Suddenly, keeping his temper seemed much less important. His eyes narrowed.

He recognized that voice, too, and his fury inched closer to the boiling point. Just a friend? Was he supposed to believe that when the king of Small Shimaron was acting like this!?

Gritting his teeth, he counted backwards from ten, and managed a tone that was not a yell.

"I didn't recognize you in person, King Saralegui."

It wasn't friendly, but it wasn't a yell. He turned to Yuuri, grabbing just as possessively for his fiance's free hand.

"Yuuri, I need to talk to you about something. Come on."

Yuuri barely realised the tightening around his hand as his attention entirely fixated itself on Wolfram's barely contained rage. The young Maou was used to hearing the fire within Wolfram's voice, but he'd never heard such a cool tone from Sara before that it took the young Maou by surprise.

"What could you possibly need to-" His words cut off as his other hand was suddenly taken and pulled into Wolfram's grasp. "Wolfram! What are you doing?"

Did Lord von Bielefeld think that pulling Yuuri away was going to do anything? Smirking, Sara released the brunette's hand with a shrug.

It didn't matter anyway. He'd already won.

"I suppose your fiancé needs you for something," he said lightly, keeping a challenging stare aimed at the other blonde. "But that's alright, we can attempt that resonating later, Yuuri~"

That resonating? No. No way. Yuuri wasn't that stupid.

Well, maybe he was. Hand tightening around Yuuri's - his grip now more crushing than possessive - he offered the King of Small Shimaron a very tiny inclination of his head as a farewell.

Then he dragged Yuuri away at a very fast stomp.

The moment they were out of earshot, he stopped, spinning around to glare at his fiance.

"What do you think you're doing?" he snapped, and no, he wasn't going to yell, he might feel like yelling but this was in public at a party and he had more sense than that. "Yuuri--" you cheater. "You said you weren't looking for a meister!"

"If you're sure, Sar-Ah!" Yuuri called out with a light yelp as the hold on his hand tightened. His feet were scrambling beneath him as Wolfram stormed off with him in tow. What had he done to deserve this sort of treatment? "Wolfram! Didn't your Mother ever teach you how not to hold someone else's hand?"

"Egh!" The glare had his complaints halting right in their tracks as he received Wolfram's glare.

"I wasn't," Yuuri muttered. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt someone else, but knowing that his friends were going out to fight and he wasn't going with them left him feeling panicked. What if something happened to them because he wasn't there? "But I can't protect anyone if I don't go out and help."

"What if you get hurt?" Wolfram snapped back. The Maou's powers couldn't protect Yuuri at the last moment here. If he was hurt - if he was ... Wolfram refused to let himself think about any worse possibility.

"Don't let yourself get dragged into the fight," he lectured, letting Yuuri's hand fall and crossing his arms. "You don't want to fight, and it's not even your fight. We'll be fine."

...Besides, if Saralegui was less than fine, Wolfram thought he could live with that.

"You don't need to protect us," he added, a little more gently. "We're supposed to protect you, Yuuri."

"Wolfram," He trailed off at the snapped words. Yuuri could understand why he was being lectured, but what Sara said also made a lot of sense as well. Still, he didn't want to worry those else around him either. Wolfram was right, though, and while he didn't want to fight to injure others, he wanted to protect everyone.

"I can't just sit by and let you go out there to fight alone," Yuuri softly murmured. Reaching forward, he lightly grasped Wolfram's elbow as sighed, "I want to be there with you and everyone else. What if something happens because I wasn't there to help?"

Group Date at the Cafe~

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Sorry for the delay, bb~ Mum wanted me to do something with her before she went to bed.

It's fine~ <3

Thaaaanks~~♥ Sara is a bad man, btw XD

No shit, he is XD

Totally! But that's what I love about him \o/

I aim to please~

Lol <3!

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