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Pink, Frilly Nightgowns to Band-aids Chapter 1 and 2: Just as the title implied

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"Yuuri! Get back here, we need to discuss our future wedding plans!"

"Sorry, but I just remembered! I... have a mile high stack of paperwork back in Gwendal's office that I need to take care of!"

"Brother can just take care of it like always!"

"But because of Annissina's invention yesterday, he now has 2 more creases on his forehead. I shouldn't always push my work onto him. Its not right."

"Yuuri..." he mumbled, having a new-found and deeper admiration of his fiancee... However...

As Yuuri started to tiptoe away, realization hit Wolfram.

"Hey! You changed the subject again! We need to discuss our future wedding plans. You wimp! I ought to burn your legs so you cant run away anymore!"

Yuuri started to sprint, unsure of whether Wolfram had been joking or if he was serious. Either way, it wouldn't hurt to be cautious and get as far away as possible.

Had this been during the day, Wolfram would have had absolutely no trouble chasing Yuuri and overtaking him. But fate was never so kind.

After a few seconds of attempting to catch up to Yuuri, the frilly nightgown he had been donning finally twisted around his legs and made Wolfram trip. Needless to say, he was sent crashing to the floor with a face plant as his limbs scraped against the cold, stone floors.

Damn nightgown!

Wolfram closed his eyes, still lying on the floor.

I will never catch up to him. One day I will fall behind, and he will continue to move forward without looking back.

"Wolfram, are you okay?"

His eyes shot open as he proceeded to hold his now throbbing head up to look at the person who had spoken. Surely his ears were playing a trick on him, right? Right.

Wrong.

"Woah. Your face is bleeding! Can you stand?"

Not even hearing what they had said, Wolfram just stared in pure shock, until he found himself able to speak.

"Yuuri--"

His thoughts were interrupted when he realized he was no longer on the floor. Not only that, but rather than standing, he was on Yuuri's back with his arms around his neck. Yuuri ran into the infirmary and placed Wolfram gently on one of the beds. Gisela was nowhere to be found, so Yuuri decided to take his injury into his own hands.

"I think she said there were some antiseptics in each drawer..." he began to look around the room when Wolfram spoke up.

"Wimp. Its just a scratch. Don't make such a big deal about it. It'll heal on its own in a few days." he said, trying to hide the fact that he was actually happy to see Yuuri worrying about him.

But by the time Wolfram was done talking, Yuuri had already taken out the bottles of antiseptic and the cotton balls, ready to disinfect the wounds.

"Okay, this might hurt a bit."

"Hmph! It might hurt to a wimp like you, but-- Itetetete!

It took all Yuuri had not to smirk or laugh.

About 8 more 'itetetetete's later, all the scrapes and scratches on his body had been cleaned.

"See? Its okay though. The baseball team gets injuries like these during competitions. *And its the job of the umpire to take care of them."

"Really?" Wolfram asked in surprise.

"Yeah. The main thing is to take care of them immediately, or else anything could enter the body through the broken skin and will become an infection." he paused to pull out a strange-looking box from his pocket. *"And so its important that we always carry band-aids around wherever we go. You never know when someone will need them."

"Whats a 'banned aid?'"

"Band-aid. Its a waterproof bandage that keeps dirt and bacteria from getting inside the wound." He explained, meanwhile applying one on his forehead, a small one on his lower lip, 2 medium sized on each palm, and 1 large sized on his left knee.

"There." Yuuri smiled.

...(The Next Day)...

A few minutes ago Yuuri had left to play 'tea party' with Greta, Lady Cheri, and surprisingly Yozak, who insisted on wearing a dress and make up to 'look the part.'

Wolfram smiled at the sight of the tea party, happy to see them all having a good time, but inside he felt a little left out. It couldnt be helped; today was the day he was supposed to be training his soldiers.

Luckily though, Wolfram let them take a break early, feeling that they had earned it.

While he was admiring the scenery, one of his soldiers walked up to him.

"Permission to ask a question, my Lord."

"Permission granted," he replied.

"Out of curiosity, sir. What is that piece of fabric on your face?"

Wolfram touched the band-aid on his lip and instantly remembered what happened. He then got up, looking back at the soldier while walking away.

"Nothing important. Tell the others that they are dismissed for today."

He turned his head back foreward, a wide smile playing about his healing lips.

Arigatou, Yuuri.