HAPPY CANADA DAY! Yes today Canada is turning 143 years old! WOOT! Parties all night long, even the Queen of England is partying in Ottawa!

Anyway, today is also the beginning of another month long challenge, brought to you by yukinothekoneko. It will be for the month of July, each chapter no longer than 1000 words, any fandoms accepted, not just awesome KKM ones. There has to be at least ten chapters so you can except more awesome "Dreams of the Demon King" chapters!

Now I'm going to tell you what you can expect of my story and how you can get involved in the plot. At the beginning of each chapter I'm going to give you a quote and the following chapter will revolve around said quote. Each quote falls under a category or subject, for example today's quote is from the subject of teachers and teaching. All these quotes come from my awesome 21st Century Dictionary of Quotation book. (you should go get one, it is so helpful for English classes!) So all you have to do is suggest a subject, like dogs, love, old age, privacy, pride, rules, rap music, speed, really anything you can think of, (there are over 800). If you can't think of a subject but you want to suggest an idea I'm totally up for that!

SO now on with my story, any questions about the challenge or you want to join in on the fun you can message yukinothekoneko and you can get the low down. Any questions about my story you can just ask them in the form of a review, any comments, good or bad, are welcome.

~~~~~~~Dreams of The Demon King~~~~~~~

Chapter One: Teacher Trouble

"A professor is one who talks in someone else's sleep."- W. H. AUDEN

There is the theory that dreams are a way our subconscious minds find answers to our life's problems. Dreams can be short, they can be long, they can be scary, they can also be down right bizarre. But in the morning, or when we wake up, they affect our day, whether we remember them or not. Some people believe dreams can see into the future, that they have a deeper meaning, but for one boy, they bring nothing but trouble.

In an ordinary classroom, in an ordinary high school in Tokyo Japan, sat Yuri Shibuya a seemingly ordinary student. With his black hair and black eyes he didn't look much different from his fellow students. He appeared to be an ordinary 15 year old boy. The only problem was, he was not 15 but 18, he wasn't only a 3rd year high school student but also the Demon king of an alternate world. A necklace with a blue stone that hung from his neck was proof of his new reincarnation of Julia von Wincott, a blind medic who had amazing healing abilities. Even since his coronation as the Demon king he has been granted the aging of demons, five times longer than the aging of humans. So poor Yuri Shibuya has barely grown since, making him smaller than all his human classmates. But this is not the problem young Yuri Shibuya was worrying over at the moment, it was a certain blond haired green-eyed problem named Wolfram von Bielefeld, his "accidental" fiancé of three years.

This is where we find Yuri Shibuya, sleeping away on his desk in the middle of his English class. His mind far, far away from the classroom, in his royal chambers in Blood Pledge Castle, in his country of the Great Demon Kingdom.

"Wolfram please listen to me, I was not flirting with her, she dropped her pencil and I picked it up for her. It was by my foot…" I pleaded with my overly possessive friend who somehow found out about what I was doing in my classroom on Earth.

"Yuri I saw you! You winked at her!" Wolfram accused tossing his hands in the air.

"I had something in my eye! I swear!" I heard the almost begging tone in my voice.

"I don't believe you, you cheating wimp!" he hmphed sticking his nose in the air.

"Wolfram, I'm not lying!" I promised, secretly wondering if it was Wolfram who wore the pants in our strange relationship. Although he currently was wearing a pink frilly nightgown, that was clearly a size to big for him, his pale creamy white shoulder revealed from the slipped sleeve. But before I could comment on his choice of night wear or anything else for that matter I was interrupted with a loud bang.

The door to my left had suddenly burst open revealing a very angry Gwendal von Voltaire at the entrance of my chambers carrying an impossibly huge pile of documents.

"Get up you lazy king and sign these papers before I lose my patience!" Gwendal roared, obviously he had already lost said patience.

I felt my jaw drop. Never had Gwendal spoken to me like that before. I felt my insides freeze at his icy cold stare.

I turned to Wolfram, not only to see if he had some explanation for Gwendal's sudden change in behaviour, but to also to escape Gwendal's glare.

Wolfram, surprisingly had the same glare on his face.

"Yes, get up wimp you have to do your job!" Wolfram stated in the same cold tone as Gwendal.

"You have to answer these problems!" Gwendal demanded.

"You have to get up!" Wolfram repeated.

"You have to read this!" a page from Gwendal's pile was shoved in my face, the Demon language written all over the white parchment.

"Yuri!" a voice familiar called.

"Yuri Shibuya!"

"Yuri!" I suddenly felt dizzy, like the room was spinning.

"GET UP WIMP BEFORE I THROW A FIRE BALL AT YOU!"

SCRAPE!

"I'm sorry Wolfram please don't throw fire balls at me!" I cried standing up from my chair.

Pfft… HA HA HA AH!

I opened my eyes, and almost fell over at what I saw. I wasn't in my chambers at all, I suddenly realized I was still on Earth, still in the middle of class! Said class was laughing their heads off at my sudden out burst!

I felt my face burn from my embarrassment.

"Yuri Shibuya, if you'd kindly come up to the board and translate these sentences, I promise I won't throw fire balls at you," the teacher said his left eye brow twitching in a very Gwendal-like manner.

"I'm sorry teacher, it won't happen again." I apologized over the continuous giggling of my classmates.

I approached the board nervously, I could feel the teachers anger rolling off him in waves.

I started translating the common Japanese phrases, thinking this was much easier than I'd thought.

After I finished the last one, I put the piece of chalk down and turned around to face the teacher.

Crap I must have answered them incorrectly, the teacher's whole left face was twitching!

"Yuri Shibuya what is the meaning of this!" he yelled.

I faced the board again to see what I got wrong, than I yelped at what I saw.

The answers were right alright, but the weren't in English but in Demon language!

"Oh, crap!" I muttered.

"TO THE OFFICE THIS INSTANT! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS BEHAVIOUR!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," I called over my shoulder, fleeing from the classroom like a dog with it's tail between it's legs. The class openly laughing in my wake.

A.N.: That's all for today folks! Please review, review, review! Suggest a subject for the next quote, or even suggest a quote yourself. You can also suggest a dream if you'd like because this is "Dreams of the Demon King!" I will be back with another chapter soon, one with a lot less author notes!