A/N: hey, this is just a random little drabble fic that popped into my head during math class yesterday. If you think I should write a sequel, please review! Any plot ideas are totally welcome :)

It was raining, that day. Wolfram was curled up in a window seat, watching water course down the windowpanes. He had never liked the rain, it always made him moody and sad.

A long time ago, Conrad had told Wolfram a story about the rain. " Every time there is a rainstorm, all the angels up in Heaven are crying," he had whispered to the little blonde boy sitting on his lap. Wolfram remembered how he had snuggled into Conrad's chest, wondering what could possibly make an angel sad enough to cry. Ever since that day, rain had reminded him of cold, hard, gray tears and grief.

Even with the blanket that Gwendel had knitted wrapped around his shoulder, Wolfram still felt cold, and depressed, and...well...alone. Gwendel was always so reserved and aloof, turning up his nose at everyone else. Gunter was disgustingly sappy, Anissina was plain scary, and Conrad was just so...human. Without Yuuri's occasional companionship, he'd probably go insane with loneliness.

Yuuri...where was he, anyway?

Wolfram couldn't remember seeing his fiancé since breakfast. His big, black eyes had looked so quiet and sleepy as he'd eaten his scrambled eggs. Wimp. Although, it was adorable how peaceful and calm and dreamy Yuuri got whenever it rained.

An involuntary sigh escaped Wolfram's throat, much to his disgust. It was ridiculous, how he dwelled on Yuuri, who obviously found Wolfram's attentions irritating. Why, why, WHY did he have to be stuck loving the one person in the world who would never love him back?

And where was the Maou hiding, anyway? Knowing him, he had gotten himself kidnaped again, and it was up to Wolfram to rescue him, kill the bad guys, and make it home in time for dinner. Either that, or he was taking a bath.

An absent smile graced Wolfram's cherubic mouth as he remembered his fiancé's affection for long, hot, steamy baths. Yes, he would check the bathes first.

Wolfram uncurled and hopped off of the window seat, feeling very thankful to have his fuzzy red slippers protecting his feet from the icy floor. Wrapping Gwendel's blanket a little bit more tightly around his thin frame, he shuffled off to the Maou's bathroom.

As Wolfram opened the bathroom door, he was greeted with a waft of steam and a faceful of a sticky, sweet-smelling liquid. Someone gasped, and someone else began to giggle. Hard. The laughter was cut short by a loud splash, followed by a gurgle.

"Wonderful, Murata! That should shut him up for a while." The voice sounded suspiciously like Conrad's. And then someone was roughly scrubbing the sticky goo off of Wolfram's face with a soft cloth (probably Gwendel's blanket). The prince opened his eyes to find his older brother grinning down at him. The Great Sage was lounging on a pile of towels, and Yosak was bobbing gently in the pool, sputtering and trying to shake the water out of his ears. They all were dressed in swimming trunks and sporting plastic guns.

"What was that stuff you squirted me with?" Wolfram grumbled, putting a hand to his sticky face. "Blackberry syrup!" replied Conrad gleefully. "Murata and Yosak and I were bored, so we decided to have a syrup war! Yuuri left a bunch of water pistols in the bathroom, and we've been having a blast! Wanna join us?"

"Um, no thanks," Wolfram said, grinning in spite of himself. "Hey, do any of you guys know where I could find Yuuri?"

"Uh, yea, I think he's in his room," Murata yawned, absently squirting a stream of purple goo at the red-haired soldier, who was still spluttering in the pool.

Wolfram thanked them, and quickly made his escape.

The last thing he saw before he shut the door was Yosak, sporting ridiculous orange and black tiger-striped trunks, sneaking up behind Conrad with an entire bucket of maple syrup. Conrad's shriek of surprise, mingling with his companion's laughter, followed Wolfram as he hurried up the stairs to Yuuri's bedroom.

A/N: love it, have it, it's all good, as long as I hear it!

Luv ya guys!

Chaos x)