"Your Highness~!"

"Hello, Gunter… Um, what's been going on while I've been away on earth?" uneasily he separated himself from his advisor, Gunter.

"Oh, Your Highness, it's a terrible tragedy!" sighing dramatically, he tossed up his hand to his forehead, as if Shin Makoku itself had just ended.

"Gunter, tell me what happened?! Everyone else looks so calm, and Gwendal says there's not been any word of Big Cimarron for a while now! …Come to think about it, the only one I've not seen is Wolfram… I greeted Greta a few moments ago." With a single arm crossed about the front of his black Nehru Jacket, the elbow of his other hand at rest on that, his chin in his palm, he seemed to be in deep contemplation.

"Well, you see, Your Highness, when you hadn't returned for so long he began to lose his patience. So, after he lost his head talking to Conrad, he stomped off and locked himself in your room, only opening the door to receive food from one of the maids." Dropping his melodramatic act of despair, Gunter now seemed a bit annoyed as he spoke of the stubborn 'Lord Brat'.

"Yeah, that DOES sound like Wolfram… What was he talking to Conrad about though?" glancing up at Gunter, his large onyx pupils meeting with Gunter's own violet ones, Yuuri watched as they softened some, almost sorry for the young prince.

"He'd been outside, burning off some steam. So, Conrad had been passing by, on his way to check with Yozak at the border, when the 'Little Lord Brat' stopped him and started questioning him on where you were."

"Oh, I see. Yeah, Wolf doesn't seem to like it when I just abruptly get pulled back to earth like that… Come to think of it, I've never taken him with me before."

"Well, Conrad hadn't wanted to deal with Wolfram that early in the morning and tried to escape. Well, that hadn't worked and Wolfram accused him of hiding you from him. It just proceeded to turn into an 'Obsessed Wolfram Incident' from there." Shrugging nonchalantly, Gunter then went about staring off blankly out the large arched window, into the vastness of Shin Makoku and the surrounding lands.

"I see. Don't worry though, because he usually calms down after a while… Anyways, don't I have any paperwork or lessens?" eyes widening, he then realized the oddness with which Gunter acted that day.

"No, Your Highness, not today at least. I'm starting to feel concerned for Wolfram now. One of the maids said that when she'd opened the door to bring him food, he looked pretty bad." Genuinely concerned for the boy, Gunter sighed and added softly, "Besides, Anissina hasn't bothered Gwendal that much lately, so he got everything straightened out for now."

…

"Wow, it sure is a beautiful day here… I wonder if Wolf is alright…" as he exited the large doors of the castle, graced by the vibrant sunlight that shone brightly down, he sighed, knowing that something needed to be done, before things had a chance to run amuck.

So, striding swiftly towards the flowerbed, he knelt down easily, hand selecting choice flowers for the boy, yet all the while knowing full well that he'd be called a wimp.

"There, some beautiful Wolframs should do the trick!" smiling in approval, he could confidently say that he was quite proud of the selection.

However, as he turned on his heel, back to the large, elegantly decorated castle doors, he came face to face with Greta, smiling sweetly up at him.

"Oh, you look really happy today, Greta! Have you seen Wolfram anywhere around here?" glancing around, he noticed a looming shadow bubbling from within the window of his bedchamber. "Oh, never mind, I think I found him. Thanks though, Greta!"

"Yuuri, Wolfram isn't sick, is he?! I thought he only got motion sickness." Glancing up innocently at her father, Greta was genuinely worried about Wolfram.

"Oh, don't worry, Greta. He's just a little down in the dumps right now is all." Smiling in a way to reassure his precious daughter of her other father's well-being, Yuuri felt the slight wave of relief wash over him.

"Oh! You picked flowers for him too, right Yuuri?!" at this, her large hazel eyes glowed bright in excitement and happiness.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that…" uneasily rubbing the back of his head, he felt inclined to add, "Did you already pick some for him?"

"Yeah, I picked him some of the pretty red wildflowers in the meadow in town!" appearing quite triumphant, the small girl's bright smile then seemed to falter. "One of the maids let me in, and I walked over to the bed where Wolfram sleeps. I reached up to wake him up, but he didn't look too good. I let him sleep and left the flowers there. Ever since then, a doctor has been at his side all this time."

"I see… Well, I'm going to head there now and stay by his side. I've been gone for a month or so, so I should really go visit and see if he'll pull through, long enough for me to give him the flowers." As he rose to his feet, he gently patted his dear daughter lightly on the head before walking off, in the direction of his room.

…

"He's in here, Your Majesty… But, he doesn't look too good. He's been in and out of sleep for a while now, and he doesn't eat much. He talks, but it's just too low to hear. Gisela says her healing powers have no affect on him, because he isn't suffering of a physical illness." Guiding the young king to the door, the young maid dressed in blue seemed awfully down, her own eyes misty and full of worry.

Almost silently did the door open, allowing the light of the windows and the room to illuminate his way as he stepped ever closer to the bed.

"I will leave him to you, Your Majesty." Bowing courteously, the young woman left the room, shutting the doors gently behind her.

"Hey, Wolf, it's time to wake up, ok?" as he spoke, he could feel his eyes slowly fall onto the boy's weak body, covered in part by the blanket, neatly spread, without so much as a wrinkle from a fitful sleep.

'If he has no energy to toss and turn at night, then he must really be sick.' Silently, flowing in a single, fluid, motion, he had now found himself caressing the boy's fair skin, trailing the tips of his fingers from the boy's cheek, down his neck, and finally to his chest, where he listened intently to the faint beat of Wolfram's heart.

"Wolf, you really are sick, huh? Is there anything I can do to help you feel better then? Greta and I are really worried about you, Wolfram. Even Gunter is worried, which is saying a lot under most circumstances." Chuckling at his own corny joke, Yuuri tried his best to cheer up the boy, while only receiving a,

"You wimp…" reply from him.

"I see… What would Murata say if he were here? …Come to think of it, he fell into the whirlpool with me by the river, but then he never appeared here in Shin Makoku." Unconsciously stroking his fingers through the boy's downy fluff golden tresses of hair, Yuuri felt that it was almost a dream, sitting here with Wolfram when he WASN'T fighting him, calling him a wimp, or accusing him of cheating or flirting. It was nice to simply be with him now, when things between them didn't seem so tense.

"Yuuri… I'm… I'm warm, Yuuri." It was barely a whisper, almost going unheard by the king as he pondered silently beside the bed.

Fortunately he HAD heard the boy's desperate cry, springing to his feet swiftly, his hands firmly grasping the top of the sheets as he slowly began to pull them down.

First came the shoulders and neck, almost all the way bare, due to the frilly pink negligee he wore.

Second was the chest, thumping lightly with each heartbeat taken. It seemed as though it pained Wolfram to breathe now.

After this came his arms, thin and uncharacteristically fragile, placed stiffly at his sides, his fists clenching tightly, obviously still in pain. This act seemed to match, however, to the boy's mouth, which was agape, his teeth gritted firmly, his breathing labored tremendously.

"Wolf, are you alright now? Do you need a doctor? Should I go call Gisela now, to come check on you-" he'd not even finished a single sentence before he'd nearly been choked by the collar of his Nehru Jacket as it was pulled down towards the bed.

There, clenched tightly, were both of Wolfram's fists, obviously strong enough to keep a tight hold on him.

"Damn it, Yuuri, I don't NEED a doctor!" even these words alone had to be forced out as he glared up, into his fiancé's startled eyes, his own deep emerald ones sparkling in fury.

"Wolf! Oh, Wolf, I was so worried! I thought you'd never wake up! …But, you're still in pain, so just lay down for now. Do you need the blanket off some more? How about something to eat, then?"

"Slow down! I feel fine, all except the headache you're giving me! Jeez, you talk too fast for me to understand you, Yuuri." Tenderly rubbing his fingers along the temples of his head, Wolfram proceeded to glare up at Yuuri, who had taken seat in a chair beside the bed.

"Sorry, Wolf, but I was just worried… Here, Greta and I picked these for your get-well present!" proudly holding out the flowers for Wolfram's intense examination, he was a bit worried that he might not like them.

"Ironic…" was the only thing he said as he gazed down in shock at the bouquet of flowers on his lap.

"You don't like them." Yuuri muttered, his head bowed in sadness. "I should've just gotten you roses or something. I just thought that 'Wolframs' would suit you and all."

"You wimp, of course I love them. But, how did you know what they were called?" turning his gaze from the flowers to Yuuri himself, Wolfram seemed a bit more confused than shocked.

"Well, I learned it in my studies with Gunter, and I thought it was interesting. (he actually went back in time)" seeing that he had successfully covered his tracks, Yuuri let out an inward sigh of great relief, watching with interest as Wolfram eyed the lively colored plants.

"Yuuri…?"

"Oh, what is it, Wolf?"

"I just… I just wanted to apologize to you…about losing my temper. I just feel so hot, and I don't remember much of anything that went on, so I was a little out of it."

"No, it's alright. You looked like you were in pain when I walked in. You said you were warm, so I took off the blanket."

"It wasn't that though, that made me mad. It was you talking so fast and getting so worked up about it that annoyed me… Besides, I don't need a doctor." Smiling brightly in what seemed like forever, Wolfram's eyes sparkled in a sleepy mist.

"Just a while ago they said you weren't going through anything physical… What does that mean?"

"It just means-"

"AH! Your Highness, welcome back!" the sudden click of the door as it swung open, the light tapping of feet as they made their way to the bedside, it all seemed so loud to Wolfram as he cringed in annoyance.

"Oh, Gisela, hi!" turning from Wolfram to Gisela, Yuuri welcomed her politely with a warm smile.

"Your Highness, earlier you asked what was wrong with Wolfram?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Well, let me tell you then." With a tiny smile of her own, Gisela pulled up a second chair by the bed, meeting Yuuri's eyes with her own.

"It's not polite to interrupt a couple, you know!" glaring in Gisela's direction, Wolfram unconsciously grasped Yuuri's hand as it rested beside him on the bed.

However, he was soon silenced by the evil, dark glare he was shot by Gisela before she finally turned to Yuuri, a cheery smile on her face.

'That chick's lost it!' gulping in fear, Wolfram simply scooted over some, towards Yuuri, wrapping his arms around the boy's neck and arm.

"You see, Your Highness, in a Marriage Proposal, both parties agree to stay close to one another forever. Because you constantly were being pulled back to earth, Wolfram became weak. You see, you two share a very strong bond, which is quite unnatural for a mere 'Proposal'." She explained simply, with a blunt wave of her hands, emphasizing her point.

"I see… So Wolfram and I have a bond? Like we feel what the other feels?"

"No, I'm afraid not. At least, not yet. You see, you gain some special abilities during a 'Proposal' and you gain even more after 'Marriage'."

"So then, I still don't get the whole quick recovery thing though."

"That one's hard for even me to explain… I suppose you could say that you both carry strong connections to your emotions, so once Wolfram saw you again and felt your emotions of relief and joy, he too began to feel the effects. That and it might have had something to do with your extraordinary ability to heal."

"I see…That's a good thing then. Is he fully healed, Gisela?"

"My, guess is that he's completely healed. All that I recommend now is that you take him somewhere different, for a change of scenery… Oh, say earth maybe?"

"Gisela, I can't just up and take him back to earth with me! I don't even know when I'll get to go back myself!"

"But Yuuri, I wanna go to the human world with you!" tightening his grip immensely, Wolfram glared up at Yuuri with everything he had. "Or do you have a girlfriend I should know about, Yuuri?"

"Wolf…I can't breathe!" desperately pulling on the boy's arms as they wrapped securely about his neck, Yuuri was quite sure of Wolfram's recovery. 'Well, the silence didn't last long, but, at least, he's ok.'

With this thought, he began to smile warmly, relieved that it was nothing life threatening.

"What's that smile for, you Wimp?! You don't ACTUALLY mean to tell me there's someone else, do you?!" his voice had raised a bit in anger, his sea green eyes narrowing dangerously up at the king he held captive within his arms.

"No, Wolf, there isn't anyone else! I swear on my position as this world's Maoh, that I'm telling the truth!" desperately he begged, not giving up on freeing his neck from the boy beside him.

"You.. You are telling the truth…" it was as if he'd become an entirely different person, his eyes of deep emerald green softening, glistening faintly as he sat upon the bed, his lips agape slightly, in surprise.

Yuuri was a proud but humble ruler, loyal to the end, destined to bring peace to their world. He was, in fact, so faithful, that Wolfram just couldn't see the little Wimp lying about what he'd said just now.

"So, it's decided then, Your Majesty?!"

Jumping slightly in shock, Wolfram's eyes changed once more, now showing bright with surprise as he hid behind Yuuri. "Mother, don't you know how rude it is to just walk into our room without permission?!"

"Oh, I'm truly sorry, Wolfram dear! But, you see, I just HAD to come and see His Majesty once he'd returned!" eagerly dashing over to the startled young king, Lady Celi wrapped him in her signature embrace, nearly suffocating him in place of Wolfram's arms choking him to death.

"Mother, he's MY fiancé! I demand that you release him NOW!" wrapping one arm around Yuuri's midriff, while the other wrapped under his arm, Wolfram got to work, tugging mercilessly on his body.

"Fine, I just wanted to see His Majesty was all~!" finally giving in, Lady Celi allowed her arms to come away from him, watching in amusement while he flopped backwards, onto the bed. Coincidentally, also onto Wolfram!

"You're such a wimp, Yuuri! You should, at least, be able to steady yourself for something like that!" Wolfram was being Wolfram again, as always. In other words, he was a brat.

"Oh~ I'm so envious, Wolfram! I told you, you would really find yourself in a good situation with my looks!"

"MOTHER~" he groaned, not bothering to sit up again.

"What'd I say this time, Wolfram? Just look at His Majesty, Wolfram! He's gone unconscious in your arms, for Heaven's sake! I say, make your move now and he won't object!" whispering the last part to him, she smiled at his blush. He'd obviously become aware of his little, 'Situation'.

"You nearly CHOKED him to death, Mother!" angrily sitting up, he'd taken a sleeping Yuuri with him.

So, there he sat, fists balled into the bed sheets, teeth grit and eyes dangerously narrowed, with his fiancé leaning on his chest, quite comfortable.

"Well, forgive me for wanting to see him!" she stated defensively, crossing her long, bare arms before her, all of her weight on a single leg. "In all seriousness though, are you going to go to earth, with His Majesty?"

"If he says no, then I guess it's no." he stated plainly, almost as if in annoyance.

"Wolfram Von Bielefeld, as your mother, I know you better than that!" replacing her hands from her chest to her hips, she and her youngest son were in the middle of an important staring match.

"Fine, you caught me. If he says no, I'm just going to sneak into his luggage or grab onto him and force him to take me with him." Groaning in defeat, Wolfram then began to notice something odd.

For one thing, his body had become increasingly warm, though it was quite a bit more pleasant than the previous overheat.

Second, the pressure of his fiancé's head on his chest was pretty close to pure bliss, his silky raven hair shining bright in the light of the sun, his eye-lids shut softly, long, beautiful lashes softly caressing his cheek, as well as the exposed portion of Wolfram's neck and chest.

Third, and finally, he felt as though he were being drawn back in time, to when he'd first heard Yuuri call to him. He'd been so gentle, appeared so genuinely concerned for him, it caused his heart to flutter a bit.

'He may be just a wimp, but he sure is a cute one.' Easily scooting the boy off of his lap, Wolfram went to bathe and dress, then prepare a bag.

…

"I feel kind of bad about just heading off once I got back here… but I have business with Ulrike, so I'll make it up to him later." Shrugging nonchalantly, Murata Ken was heading down the large, darkened hallway, towards Shinou's tomb.

"AH! Murata, there you are!"

Swiftly turning, Murata met eyes with Wolfram, who'd obviously run all the way here, probably forgetting he could've ridden his horse.

"Oh, Wolfram, hi." He greeted easily, acknowledging the boy as he smiled mysteriously. "Why're you here, and where's Shibuya?" he questioned, only a tiny bit worried.

"Oh, he's still at the castle! I came to ask you a favor, Murata!"

"And, that would be~?"

"Ask Shinou to open a portal to the human world. Around noon maybe, so Yuuri and I can go to earth for a while."

"Consider it done." He stated simply, shrugging as he walked away.

"Hey, wait up! I wasn't finished- Wait, you'll actually do it?!" staring with wide eyes, filled with disbelief, Wolfram had momentarily lost all brain function.

"I said, 'Consider it done'. I'm happy to do it, Wolfram."

"You really are a mysterious guy, you know that?"

"So? You're still alive, right?"

"Shut up."

"Just make sure you bring Yuuri to the fountain, ok?"

"Sure, I'll have him here by three."

With this, they departed.