His search for Wolfram had ended up as he'd thought it would, and it had left the young Maou both emotionally and physically drained when he'd gone to bed the night before. The young Maou slept soundly throughout the night, and it was because of that, that he didn't notice the other occupant in the room when he woke.

Stretching his arms high above him as he yawned, Yuuri tried to remain as quiet as possible so as not to wake his bed companion. Sara had been too kind already in allowing him to remain with them in the apartment, that the very least he could do was move around without waking his close friend.

He dropped his arms back down to his sides after his yawn had ended. Rubbing at his sleepy eyes, it wasn't until he swung his legs out from beneath the blankets that he felt that something was off. "Huh?" He muttered questioningly to himself before glancing around the room. It was then that he caught sight of something off in front of the bedroom door.

It was dark in the room, considering that it was the moons turn out today, but it didn't stop him from knowing that someone was there. His heart instantly picked up in speed as his eyes widened, and he threw his arms out to the side in alarm. Don't panic, don't panic...

"EEeeeeeh?!" He screeched loudly. Alright, too late for not panicking. Eyes still wide, Yuuri didn't hesitate in shaking Sara awake as he said in a panic, "There's something in our room! Sasuke! That better not be you!"

Because, who else would it be?