Hello! This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction, so please don't be angry if my writing is bad. I'd really like to try and improve my writing... but anyway, here it is...

It was supposed to be his castle, but Yuri had to creep out unseen. Slipping past the last pair of gaurds, he crept out into the garden. The moon was full, and it shed a beautiful silver light over everything. There wasn't any real reason for his secrecy, he wasn't about to do anything wrong. He was just off to see a part of the garden. Nothing sinister about it. He'd been visiting that garden in his sleep for nearly a week, and was just about to visit it when he was awake.

He just wanted to see what it was like. There was no way he could bring someone with him though. The moment he tried to explain, Gunter would panic, Murata (who knew what prophetic dreams were really like) would laugh at him, and Wolfram would somehow manage to conclude that Yuri's innocent dreams about moonlit gardens meant that he was planning to cheat on him. Really, sometimes he felt like he'd rather face Soushu than his Fiance.

He walked quickly through the carefully laid out gardens, then smiled to himself as he stepped off the path and gently pushing through a few well cared for rose bushes, he emerged onto another paved path. He followed it until he found it. It was a moon garden, filled with beautiful, fragrant white flowers. It was beautiful by day, but now, in the gentle silver moonlight the garden was stunning. Every single white blossom was glowing. In the stone fountain, the reflection of the moon was nestled amongst the white water lilies.

Wolfram was following his fiance. Yuri had slipped out of their room obviously not wanting him to follow, but hey! He was Yuri's fiance. He had the right to know what he did in the middle of the night. He was slightly surprised when Yuri went out into the gardens, but he followed him, keeping to the shadows. Then, Yuri slipped of the path and through the flowers, and he crept through right after him. He found himself in a garden full of white flowers, and he realised he had seen this place before. In a dream. He couldn't stop himself.

"Yuri!" he cried out.

"Wha-? Wolfram! What are you doing here?" But Wolfram wasn't listening. The place was beautiful. Even his mother would be proud of such a garden...but he was confused. How had he seen it in his dreams? He'd never seen this place before. And that was surprising as well. Living in the castle all his life, he had thought he knew the grounds quite well. Apparently Not. However, not stumbling across this place for eighty years...there was no chance of that was there? He couldn't understand. "Wolfram?" asked a voice, quite close. Wolfram blinked, and saw worried looking black eyes inches away from his.

"Are you okay? You looked sort of dazed..."

Yuri was peering into Wolfram's emerald eyes. They had a sort of far away look. It was strange. He should have known that Wolfram would probably follow him, but now he was actingstrange. He had called out to him, he was certain of that, but when he answered, Wolfram didn't seem to be paying attention. In fact he was ignoring him completely (And that was strange in itself, Yuri couldn't ever remember Wolfram totally ignoring him like this before). The moonlight was giving everything an eerie, dream like quality, and the pale flowers surrounding them didn't help. Wolfram's eyes were strangely unfocused, and they were glassy. Yuri could see the moon's reflections in them. "Wolfram?" he called again. Suddenly the blonde blinked, and his eyes cleared.

"Are you okay? You looked sort of dazed...maybe we should go back?" he asked, concerned.

"Back?" Wolfram echoed. He still looked spaced out.

"Yeah...back to the castle," he said, "Let's go." The green eyes showed puzzlement, then understanding.

"No it's alright. I'm fine." Wolfram answered. "I was just surprised. I've been dreaming about this place for a while." his eyes swept around the garden again. "I had no idea that it was really here...I thought I was imagining it." Wolfram sat down on the edge of the stone fountain. "It looks exactly like it did in my dreams." Wolfram smiled, but Yuri was stunned. Wolfram had had the same dreams?

Wolfram was still a little unnerved. He felt like he had walked straight into a dream (he told himself that he probably had). Yuri was hovering by his side, concerned. Looking up, he suddenly realised that Yuri must have been here before (how else could he have known the way?) and that there was probably a reason why his fiance had crept out of the castle in the dead of night to visit a garden that no one else even knew existed. "What are you doing here Yuri? How did you know how to get here? I've been here for eighty years, and I haven't even heard of this place." Yuri just stared back at him. "Answer me, Yuri."

"Well..." Yuri began, "I came here tonight because I dreamed about this garden too. And I came across this place by mistake a long time ago." Yuri sat down beside him. "Conrad and I lost a ball when we were playing baseball, and I was looking for it all over the place. I never did find that ball...but I stumbled across this place though." he said looking around.

"Why did you go through the bushes to get to the path?" Wolfram continued. That made no sense at all. "Was it a shortcut?"

"No...well, that's the only way I know to get to that path. If you try following it either way it will lead you back here. And it doesn't meet any other paths either...I suppose this used to be someone's private garden, and only they knew how to get in." Yuri looked thoughtful. He was confused too. Who would plant a secret isolated moon garden that you had to crawl through bushes to see? But that wasn't what was most important right now.

"Why didn't you bring me with you? Did you have to come alone?" he asked quietly. It hurt him to know that Yuri didn't even trust him enough to tell him something so simple.

Yuri could see that Wolfram was hurt that he hadn't brought him along. He took his fiance's pale hand in his. "I'm sorry. I really am. It wasn't that I don't trust you, I just didn't want to bother you." Wolfram looked heavenly. His golden hair, the only bit of vibrant color he could see was shining with silver light, and his pale skin was glowing. His emerald eyes were deep and clear. He was beautiful. Like always.

"You look beautiful," he murmured.

"Yuri?" Wolfram turned to him, "Thanks."

Two silver eyes were watching the royal couple from amongst the night flower blossoms. It was arguing with itself silently, debating wether or not it should show itself to the monarch. In the end, it whispered aloud, in a voice that could be (and was) mistaken for the breeze, "Not Today. I'll tell you tomorrow, my beautiful king, because I really must tell you soon."

To Be Continued.

So? What do you think? Is it okay for a first try? Please review, I really need to know your opinions. If it's too boring, I won't continue writing this story. Thankyou for reading my First Attempt At Fanfiction.