RealYosak

Well, wasn't last chapter very exciting? It was, for meh. Well… I knew what was going to happen because I wrote it X3 Didja really like it? I sure did. Poor, poor Wolfram.

Anywho, since the title chapter says it all that is what this chapter is going to be about. Ya'll are going to be in for a big surprise though, since…. Eh, I won't tell ya, you will have to find out what does happen.

I hope that you all enjoy this!

(Side note: I truly was expecting more reviews than that, hopefully I will get more this time of round?)

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The air around the castle, if looked closely, was dangerous and foreboding. However, on the outside, it was peaceful and happy. Yet again though, if over looked, it would be bustling with servants running around, trying to get ready for the holidays. Since they were busy, the nobles and royalty alike were staying out of their way, asking little of them, even. The servants were hectic and moving quickly, but not making any mistakes, since it could cause a disaster. A sudden swirl of snow touched the castle, and everyone was glad that Covenant Castle had windows and good doors.

It was starting to get cold outside, and it really was hard to keep the castle at a good, warm temperature. Even though in each room there was a hearth, and big ones in the dining halls, they still had to account for the wood that needed to bring inside. The king would have to decide which area around the kingdom to cut wood from, and he also had to know what kind of animals lived there. He would also have to figure out exactly how much the castle would need in order to survive for a week. Before the week would end, he would send out another party to get more.

The said king was in his office with neatly stacked papers around him, writing with his quill pen. The monarch lifted the pen from the paper to dip it back into the bottled ink. When his fingers moved back to the paper, he smiled softly, though his hand did not stray away nor make an unnecessary mark. His mind went back to the past three days. Lifting up his left hand from the table, he ran it through his envious black hair. Licking his lips, since they were dry, he reached over and pulled a rope. The door opened to reveal two maids. One was carrying a tray laden with fruits from different lands, the other had teacups and a teapot with sugar cubes in a bowl.

"Set it down on the table, and go to His Majesty Wolfram vonBelifelt, tell him that I request his presence here." The maids bowed their heads with a little 'As you wish, Your Majesty' before they left. Setting his pen down on the desk, he leaned back into his comfortable chair tapping his fingers together before his chest. He stood, revealing more of his black clothing, exposing his pale skin. On silent feet, the king stepped from behind the desk and over to the table. Handling the teapot with care, he poured the hot tea into two cups before he sat down in the plush chair.

Once more the door opened to reveal his husband. At once the king stood and bowed from the waist. "Wolfram." He greeted then he stood straight, a smile tugging at his lips. The other nodded his head slightly before coming into the room completely, shutting the door behind him. They stood there, looking at one another. The king hopeful and pleading eyes looking at him, the other calculating and accusation in his green orbs, both wanting their side to win over in the staring contest. "Would you have a spot of tea with me in the midmorning? Or will you go from the room without talking to me?"

Wolfram glared at the other before he huffed and sat down ungraciously in the chair across from the king. "I might as well, Your Majesty, since you so demanded me to do so." There was a hint in his voice, like he was trying to scold the king and at the same time he was hurt. His gaze flicked away from the king, not wanting to see the hurt and anger inside the black eyes that he had fallen in love with. The king had not moved from where he stood, so Wolfram looked back over. "Just sit down and drink your tea, Yuuri! Don't be so damned stubborn about it."

The king looked at Wolfram even more, then he dipped his head. He sat down carefully, all the while looking at the other. "As you wish, Wolfram." The king saw the other's back twitch, and a smirk found its way onto his face. "How was your evening, last night?" He might as well be formal as his husband wanted it to be. "That is, if you permit me to ask you such a question befitting your personal life." Yuuri reached forward to take hold of the glass cup with the hot contents. Bringing it to his lips, he let out a breath, moving the steam out of the way before taking a small sip. The tea flowed over his taste buds, and he let out a little 'hmm.' "Delightful." He commented raising the cup to the other before taking another sip.

Talking like this was painful for the both of them, but they were not going to succumb to the other, because they were just stubborn like that. Wolfram lifted on leg to put it over the other and reached forward himself for his cup of tea. "My evening was broken by those bustling maids who didn't know to keep quiet, I made sure that they remembered to keep quiet after I scorched the stone by their feet. Soon enough, they scurried off to do their business elsewhere." His voice was calm, but the king saw the eyebrow twitch, showing that he was slightly irritated from the lack of sleep. "The tea could be stronger, but it will do for now." Wolfram commented back before setting the teacup on his knee, looking across to the other.

"If they are such a bother to you, then would you move to a different area of the castle, mayhaps one closer to the back? There isn't much activity there, and your sleep will not be disturbed in any way. I could make it happen, that is, if you want it to." The king's cool voice came out a whisper, barely even audible. What Wolfram interpreted was that if he wanted to move away from Yuuri's suite and into a different area of the castle, the king wouldn't say no. Everything that Wolfram wanted, Yuuri would try his hardest to accomplish it, small or big.

Wolfram looked closer at the king, searching for him. The normal Yuuri would insist that Wolfram stay in the bed with him, or at least in the other room where he could hear him. The king's voice sound tired, as if he was running out of energy to bat words back and forth like he used to. He could see how his shoulders were slumped, and how he rested in the chair. When the other moved, Wolfram saw the hand shake a little before he set the cup down. The king rested his back against the cushion, blinking slowly. "Let me think on it." Was all he was going to reply with, and the king nodded his head, closing his eyes.

Yuuri rested his head on his right, upturned palm, keeping his eyes closed. He was becoming tired from all the work, staring at pieces of parchments. Many people were asking if they could get help for wood, or help from the castle from various parts of the kingdom. Not many were requesting to stay at the castle, but there was few who did ask to stay at the castle for a short period of time. Every time he finished a letter, or write his name, a pigeon or a hawk would go from his window and to their designated area. Taking in a deep inhale through his nose, he let it come out of his mouth a moment later.

Different demons and humans would argue whether that was a sigh, or just breathing deeply. His hands cramped from writing, and he would have to call to his magic so that he could make them stop cramping, or keep him awake at times. More than once he would use the blue magic to have his headaches go away. Yuuri knew that he had to rest some time, but he couldn't just yet. He didn't want to get behind, nor ask Gwendal for help on the papers. The lord was busy too, and the king didn't want anyone else to shoulder the responsibility anymore. It was his duty to the kingdom and the people who lived in it that he had to do it, and him alone.

"…room." The king tried to open his eyes, he really tried, and he was also trying to listen. The words weren't forming in his head. "…move to the room." Yuuri nodded his head tiredly, sitting up. Everything was bleary and he was trying to focus on Wolfram by narrowing his eyes. He asked what Wolfram had said, and he listened again, this time concentrating. "I want to move to the room, our room." A sigh left Yuuri as he stood on shaky legs. Nodding his head once more, Yuuri rested his hands on the table, shaking his head to clear the hazy feeling.

"I'll…" He paused trying to think of what he was about to say, it took him a few seconds, but he got it back. "I'll have it done by tonight. Let me get eight maids to move your stuff into the bedroom, and then we will decide what to do from there." Yuuri cleared his throat, trying to relieve the sleepiness by force. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Wolfram, I need to finish my work." He turned his back to his husband, looking at his desk, dreading what he had to do next.

Yuuri didn't see that Wolfram stood and walked behind him, but felt it when the other wrapped his arms around his waist from behind. "I think that you need to sleep, and then afterward we could bathe. After we bathe, we will eat." Yuuri felt and heard Wolfram say that. A frown flitted on his face before he placed his hands on his husband's, feeling the warmth coming from them. He knew that he should, but he couldn't. He just couldn't because there was more paperwork that needs to be done. As if Wolfram read his mind, he felt the other mumble. "I'll ask Gwendal to take over for now, and then you could go back to working, Yuuri."

"No. I could get them done just as well as Lord vonVoltaire does. I'll do it. I don't want others to do what needs to be done by me, and me alone." Was his reply, and when he was finished speaking, his husband's arms tightened around his waist. "Wolfram, I will not promise you that I will sleep just yet, it is too early in the day to do such a thing, let alone take a break. I'll survive for the rest of the day, and for the rest of this season if I have to." Yuuri murmured back to him, and the other shook his head. "Yes, I will do it. Wolfram, I need you to look after Greta while I am busy and unable to attend to her. This is what I ask of you as your husband, not as your king. Our daughter needs to have one of us with her, so that the other could finish working."

The blonde male pulled away from the king, turning his back to him. "That is a low call, very low, even for you." He responded, shaking his head furiously. The monarch sighed, sliding his body so that he would face the back of Wolfram's. "Greta is fifteen now, she could look after herself. If she wants one of us, then she will seek for us. Our daughter knows that the both of us would be busy during this time of year, and will not get under our feet." Wolfram turned around to face Yuuri, his green eyes flashing like twin jewels. "I am trying to look after your health Yuuri! Though I am angry at you for sharing me again, I can't stand it when I see you become like…Like this!" His hands gestured to Yuuri's body.

Reaching out with his hands, he placed them on the blonde's cheeks, making the other look at him gently. "Wolfram, I am glad that you are worried about me, but I cannot shirk my duty now; especially when the kingdom needs me the most. I do know that my family needs me, but I cannot attend to you right at this moment. Let me finish the paperwork on my de-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence because Wolfram slapped his hands away.

"That is bullshit and you know it. There is always going to be paperwork on your desk, you asshole. Do you ever think that Greta wants you with her at times when it's only me? She asked me, 'Wolfram, when is Yuuri coming to see me? I miss him, but I don't want to bother him while his working.' She misses you, Yuuri. I miss you! We don't even see you very often, and it does break both of our hearts when we don't see you as her father and my husband! Only when you are the Demon King!" Wolfram began to shout, glaring at the king. "People are starting to say how you have become so engrossed in the kingdom that you forget all about us. They also say that we will fall apart and never be a family again. I try to ignore them, but it sounds like the truth to me!"

Yuuri was taken aback at the shouting, and he hung his head. It was true, the king was so busy lately that he hadn't even seen Greta for three days, much less Wolfram. He was extremely tired, and he had a headache now. "As for, as you put it, 'sharing' you. I had told you already Wolfram my reason for it. Do you want me to explain it to you again? Or do you remember?" The black haired male glared down at the other. "I want to see you guys, however, when I go to do so, I am stopped from seeing you two! Letters from nobles and some aristocrats, saying how it is 'Most Urgent' to read it, come here and I read them. I really do try! I do." This was starting to become an old argument, but they always broached on the subject.

Not expecting Wolfram to slap him, Yuuri's head snapped off to the right, and then he felt the sting afterward. "Try harder! Read those letters later! Don't read them at that moment!" He snapped, almost like a growl coming from the other. Neither noticed that Greta, Conrart, Yosak, Gwendal, and Gunter stood at the doorway, watching this. They were too heated and too riled up to notice the others anger. The rest wanted to intervene, but the men knew that they couldn't, because this was just between the two. "What would your Mother think of this?"

The last question riveted in Yuuri's mind. He could feel the magic rushing around him, and he snarled. "Don't ever bring Mother into this subject, it is only between youand me." Then he slapped Wolfram back with his right hand, finally snapping. Yuuri didn't think that he hit him that hard, but Wolfram went careening into on of the chairs, knocking it and him over onto the floor. It was the first time that he had ever hit Wolfram, Yuuri had let his husband smack him back and forth, but not once had he lain one hand on him violently. He looked to the door, seeing the others.

A shock went through his system, seeing his daughter, who was holding onto Gwendal, her arms wrapped around the lord's waist. The dark brown haired wrapped one arm around her, staring at them. Gunter's eyes were closed, as if he were in pain. Conrart took the incentive to step into the room, Yosak right behind him. The middle brother was going to say something, but a sound stopped all of them. The singing of a blade coming from its sheathe. Just hearing it had Yuuri scrambling to grab his. He barely had enough time when Wolfram's sword came down in a high arch. When the two blades hit one another, sparks flew and a loud screeching tore into their ears.

Wolfram's blade pulled from his, only to come back at a high rate of speed. The twang of the swords had Yuuri's ears ringing, but he dared not put his sword down. He saw a killing intent in Wolfram's eyes, all because Yuuri dared to lay a hand on him. When Wolfram came at him again, Yuuri went forward. Their hilts locked, they were body to body. The king knew that he could bore down on Wolfram because of his superior weight. He wasn't trying to put gas to the flame, knowing that it would ignite even more. "No more, Wolfram! This is enough. I think that after we don't see one another until dinner time, we would be civil enough to talk instead of fighting." Yuuri was trying to reason with him, but he wasn't letting up his grip on the other. "Look! Greta and the others are here! Do you really want to fight with our daughter watching?"

"You started this argument!" Wolfram cried, pulling away. Unfortunately, Yuuri's sword went with Wolfram. It seemed like Wolfram couldn't even hear what he was talking about, or whom he was talking about. Yuuri knew that his was the end of it once his sword slipped out of his hands. A cry left everyone in the room, everyone besides Yuuri. Wolfram wasn't going to stop, and the king wasn't even going to try to get out of the way. His body relaxed, everything was moving in slow motion. Slowly Yuuri lifted his head up exposing his neck at the same time Wolfram's sword came at a sideways angle towards his head. A loud scream from Greta, a loud clang rang through everyone's ears. Pain exploded from Yuuri's left side, and he went sailing through the air only to hit his desk.

"Guuuhhhhh…" Yuuri moaned out, sliding to the floor. He was dimly aware that someone was screaming at him, telling him to stay awake. "Greta…" He wheezed out then his head fell back. For a moment, he was dizzy and lost into oblivion to the area around him. An abyss of pain hit him like a tidal wave, making him surface with a small roar. "Greta?" He asked, his voice was raspy, and he coughed out something. Faintly he heard her calling his name, even by the term 'Father' and 'Dad'. The father of the child smiled weakly, lifting his up his right hand to touch her cheek. It was wet, so she was crying, what for? Yuuri wondered quietly to himself. "Don't worry…I'll stay with you…I'm…I'm…" Yuuri took a breath, which caused him to cough even more so. Something wet hit his hand, and he blinked trying to focus. The king saw red, and he understood then. So, he was dying. A sigh left him then he smiled. "Wolfram, where is he? Where is my husband?" He asked in a quiet voice.

He heard and felt Wolfram come to him. "Yuuri! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" If Wolfram continued on anymore, Yuuri would cry. To make him be quiet, Yuuri placed his right index over his lips. However, Wolfram wouldn't be quiet. Gently Wolfram removed Yuuri's finger from his mouth to kiss his palm. The smile never left his face as he brought up both hands and cupped the blonde's cheeks. Pressing his lips against his husbands, Yuuri felt the other respond just as gently. "I love you." Wolfram murmured, wrapping his arms around Yuuri's neck. In return, the black haired male put his arms around Wolfram, drawing him close. Slowly the world turned black, and he wasn't in pain anymore. Yuuri kept his arms around Wolfram until he couldn't feel anything anymore.

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Eh. I decided to cut it down to two parts. You guys waited long enough. Writers block and everything in between that has kept me from continuing. I've got the second part almost finished.

If you want the second part, I must have at least five more reviews. Otherwise, you will not get it.

^-^ Until next time,

WolfLove