Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou
You all asked and voted, now, here is the sequel to Accepting Love.
Also, I'm going to re-edit a few AL chapters. I realized they can be better and I want them to be.
Yuuri was currently curled up into a tight ball, near the wall under his bed. He had a blanket wrapped around his slightly cold body, his eyes large, dark and angry. He heard a few people call for him but he refused to answer.
It had been two weeks. Two, long, tiring, agonizingly long weeks. One; because Yuuri had a stack of paperwork the size of a normal sized school bus.
Two; because he was pregnant and his baby took after Wolfram with his temper and kicked constantly.
And three; because Wolfram was out on patrol for these two weeks.
Yuuri was fed up.
He was on the verge of having one of his fits he had when he was away from Wolfram for too long, Gisela and Ulrike were looking into why, but so far found on answer, and so, he decided to hide.
He hadn't locked his door but he had hid under his bed to where no one could see him.
Calls for him could be heard from the hall, the bedroom doors were opened a tiny bit from when Gunter had come to wake him.
Yuuri had hidden sometime in the night and so Gunter had panicked and rushed out crying for Gwendal and the others.
"Where could he be?"
"Think he went back to his world?" Cecilie asked, answering Gunter's panicked question.
"No. Geika is still here and Shinou said no portal has been opened." Conrad answered, ignoring the sobbing man that hung on his arm.
Gunter was on his knees, his hands holding tightly onto Conrad's wrist to keep him from fully collapsing to the hard stone floor of Blood Pledge Castle.
Greta watched silently and turned to look inside her fathers room.
"Yuuri?" that was Greta. She didn't sound scared, she sounded like a mother would when her child was really sick and hurting.
"Yuuri…you're in here, aren't you?" She asked, her light foot steps could be heard as she walked closer to the bed.
Yuuri didn't want to answer, he wanted to let her knew he was fine, but he just couldn't, plus he wasn't fine.
If he tried to speak he knew he'd scream, and screaming at Greta wouldn't solve anything and wouldn't get Wolfram to get home any sooner.
Big, bright, brown orbs appeared in Yuuri's view, Greta's smiling face was twisted with concern. "I won't tell anyone." She whispered, knowing Yuuri wanted Wolfram and only him.
Blood stood by the door of Yuuri's room. He hadn't bothered to try to reason with the boy, his words would fall on deaf ears anyway. So there was no point.
He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his back pressed to the wall, ankles crossed, his head titled to one side, his spiky black-that looks almost-purple hair(bangs) fell across his forehead and eyes, his dark green eyes unblinking.
Greta had kept to her word and hadn't breathed a word to anyone to where the young king was located.
Conrad had to have figured out that Greta knew where Yuuri was, and had told everyone to go back to work and not to worry.
Though that hadn't stopped Gunter from continuing to run around like a headless chicken crying dramatically.
Gwendal had finally gotten fed up with him and kicked him outside the castle, telling him he'd kill him if he came back in.
The room was quite, so silent that Blood could hear Yuuri's breathing and his heartbeat.
Sighing, Blood slowly faded, becoming blue light specks, and flowed slowly across the large empty chambers of the royal bedroom.
Yuuri felt the heat and his face twisted in result of holding a wince. He didn't want to be touched, not by anyone, not even by Blood, who was really himself.
Ulrike sat with her long, silver hair pooled around her child-like body, large purple eyes clued to a page in the large, old, worn book that sat on her lap.
She blew some dust off said page and coughed, purple eyes closing tightly, she pushed the book away untill she calmed her body.
Slowly, her eyes opened. She leaned to her left to pick the large, heavy book back up.
Placing it on her lap once more she began to read the slightly faded words.
------meanwhile------
Murata was in the shrine library, on the high ladder that stretched from the floor to the very high ceiling.
He was searching through the books on the second to top shelf of the tallest bookcase.
He hated being to far from the ground, but Ulrike had sent him to find more books on Mazoku male pregnancy. Which, being the nice sage he was, he gladly agreed to help. Plus, Shibuya was a friend after all.
"What are you doing?" Shinou asked, sitting on Murata's shoulder in his three-inch tall form.
Murata glanced to the original king and debated flicking the man off his shoulder, but then shook his head, dismissing the thought.
"Ulrike asked me to look for another book, so I agreed. Must you always hang around me?" Murata questioned after he gave an answer, dark brown eyes narrowed when the blue-eyed king didn't respond.
He looked over to see Shinou gone. Blushing half from anger and half from assuming he knew where the pervert went.
"If you're resting inside me then fine, try anything like before and--" Damn it! He didn't have a threat, which wasn't surprising to say the least.
"Just don't." he muttered in a quick rush of air, as he finally found a book on the topic he had been looking for.
"What is it you are reading?" Gisela asked as she blew a strand of her green hair away from her eyes.
"I believe I have found the reason for why Yuuri Heika has these fits of his." Gisela's deep green eyes widened and a wide smile stretched across her face.
"Really? Oh! How wonderful! Finally! Now I may be able to make something to help calm him." Ulrike smiled and handed her the book.
She sat in front of the young-looking maiden and read the chapter carefully.
Ulrike smiled as she watched the other woman. We will be lucky if you could calm him, but I doubt it to the highest.
Deep purple eyes wondered around the room slowly, trying to piece all the information she had read into her mind to the simplest answer, since Yuuri most likely wouldn't be able to understand all the complicated text.
{Back On Earth}
Akiko sat at her desk, eyes glued to her book. But she wasn't reading or following along. She was worried about Yuuri and his baby. What mother wouldn't be?
She sighed heavily and shut her text book.
If she couldn't pay attention, why pretend she was?
Her mind began to wonder.
Had Yuuri told his real parents? Did he want them to know? If they did know, how had they reacted when he had told them? Did they approve? Was Wolfram there when they were told?
Akiko let her head drop to her desk gently, her tinted red brown eyes were wide, her long, wide-crimped, blonde hair pooled around her head, running down her back, shielding her from the rest of the class room.
"Miss. Maiya?" She glanced up but her head didn't move. "Maiya? Care to join the rest of us?"
She lifted her head and blinked, a sweet, innocent look that had all the boys, and some of the girls, watery eyed. "Uh…Sorry," She muttered cutely. "I hadn't gotten a lot of sleep last night and--"
"Why don't you go to the infirmary for a bit?" The teacher told her in a voice, must like Gunter when he was about to cry or get a bloody nose, she nodded and walked past him.
Yuuri slowly crawled out from under the large bed and looked around, hugging the comforter around his body tightly.
His body felt like led and his eyelids felt like they were made of stone, he couldn't keep them open without a ton of effort but when he closed his eyes he pictured Wolfram, which made him want to cry and scream.
Forcing his eyes open, he took a deep breath to steady himself, cause he felt as if he was going to fall, he glared at nothing in particular, he never wanted to be pregnant again.
A sharp kick had him bending over, arms wrapped tightly around his stomach, eyes wide and watering.
Knock it off!
The baby's response was another sharp kick, though it didn't hurt as badly. Yuuri knew why the baby was upset, and he rubbed his stomach slowly, gently.
Black eyes slid around the room, looking to see if anyone was around.
No one was in the room.
He stood up straight and walked to the door, slowly after picking up the dropped blanket, he kept the comforter firmly around his cold body.
The door seemed far heaver than he remembered but after a moment, he was able to pull it open enough to slip out.
No one was in the hall, which he was thankful for, he didn't want to see anyone. Afraid he'd throw one of his tantrums and since Wolfram wasn't here to calm him, the end results would be like with one of Anissina's experiments.
He made his way to his office and peaked inside, again, no one.
Where was everyone? He looked back out into the hall but saw no one. Sighing tiredly, he shut the door and moved to sit behind his desk.
Yuuri closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, a few shuttering breaths later, he opened his black eyes to stare at the mountain of paper work he had to face.
His face paled like in an anime and he let his head fall back.
He knew Wolfram would kill him if he returned and no work on Yuuri's part wasn't completed. He took a small stack and lay it out in front of him. He stared at one for a moment and titled his head.
Oh, right. He couldn't read Shin Makoku language very well. Sighing, he picked up the pin and signed it.
Gwendal, or someone, read the documents for him and handed him the ones needed to be signed with his signature, if Yuuri wanted one read to him, he usually asked Gunter, though recently, he had always asked Wolfram.
Yuuri reached to his left for another sheet of paper to find no more left. He looked up startled and saw he had finished all the work.
"Guess I got lost in the work." He whispered to himself and he sat back, pulling the large blanket around his body more tightly when he remembered was cold.
Yuuri's hand rubbed his neck as he sneezed.
He shut his eyes as the light became brighter, sound soon boomed in his ears and he clasped his hands over his ears tightly.
He shook his head and pulled the comforter over his head like a hood and tears fell. His entire body hurt and he hated it. He didn't understand what was going on but he wanted to feel better.
The door to the office opened and the sound was too much. Even though the door made barely any sound but to Yuuri it sounded as if it were a popper the size of a bowling ball that was dropped from the Tokyo tower.
Yuuri bit his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood. He looked up and light assaulted his eyes.
He snapped them shut once more and then heard Conrad's voice. "Your Majesty?" His voice was loud and sounded like it was in slow motion.
His voice began to slur, probably not really, but to Yuuri, it sounded like that. "Your Majesty? Are you alright?"
That was Gunter. Yuuri tried to talk but he couldn't, he coughed again and he shook his head, tears burned down his cheeks.
Yuuri gasped for air as the baby kicked, he heard Conrad tell someone to fetch Gisela and hurry.
Gisela ran from the court yard to where Yuuri was. He was curled into a ball in his high-backed chair and crying. She ran over to him, worry in her deep green eyes.
"Your Majesty?" She whispered, not touching him even though she knew she needed to.
He didn't push her away when she moved her hands to hover above his stomach and a low, warm light surrounded Yuuri, though it didn't make him feel any better.
"Gisela?" Gunter asked, worry clear in his voice.
"His Majesty has a bad case of the flu, not life threatening to him or the baby but it is bad enough to if one of his tantrums starts up…" Her voice trailed off, she didn't know how to put it.
"Gisela?" Conrad asked lifting an eyebrow.
"His Maryoku will be out of his control and well, no one will be able to calm him…at least no one but Wolfram…, I think and besides, he isn't here…"
Yuuri's eyes snapped open upon hearing that, he shook his head and stood up quickly, bolting from the room ignoring the shouts and ran right to his room, and locked the door.
Your acting as if they said he died.
"I am not."
Yes, you are.
"Shut up Blood…just shut up." Yuuri started to say sharply then whimpered that final three words softly.
Blood sighed he sat on the bed while Yuuri was under the bed, huddled into a tight ball and refused to come out.
"You know, Wolfram will be back in a few days."
Yuuri winced and shook his head, he didn't care. He wanted him back now. Yuuri opened his eyes and his eyes narrowed. He was acting like a love-sick house wife!
"You should take some medicine, that, or you go visit Gisela so she heal help you get over th flu you have."
"I don't want to get up."
Blood opened his mouth to reply but then shut it, shaking his head with a heavy sigh. He became transparent and then was gone.
The young teen ignored the heat of his body that passed fairly fast. He winced when the baby kicked against his ribs.
He shook his head and crawled out from the bed and crawled into the soft nest of blankets and pillows and slowed his breathing till he felt like his body was tipping left, right, back and forth soon he felt like he was lying on air.
Black eyes fluttered, wanting to open but he was so comfortable he didn't want to move. He felt himself drift to sleep.
A/N::: Well, if you've visited my profile then you would probably realize (and laugh) that Gwendal kicking Gunter out of the castle, was part of the Seme-Uke answers, which, you would understand if you followed like link to the sight of the quiz.
If not, Gunter is a Dramatic Uke and Gwendal seemed to be a DFWM Seme, which those two are highly incompatible but they seem to make it work…but Gwendal and Gunter have their days of fights.
So, here it is. Enjoy and don't forget to REVIEW, the REVIEWs encourage me to keep writing.
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