This chapter is dedicated to these two very sweet people: WolfirePrincess and darkness-has-eyes.

I had this chapter ready and finished but my internet had cut out .

Now on to the story:

~~tHePrIcEoFlOvE~~

"Now that both of your heirs are here we have some very important matters to discuss." Cecile said with a small smile seeing the interaction with Wolfram and this Second Prince Yuuri. The First Prince was as pretenses as the other Nobles they had just left behind. There would need no more such people in their kingdom and especially not so near to the Throne. Morgif would have Wolfram's best intentions at heart, he would even if Wolfram would debunk anything of the like and would always refer to the meddlesome sword's obsession with him. But even though Morgif was infatuated with Wolfram and he was Shinou's sword he still had no effect on the amount of Maryoku that they would find in these Earthlings.

Inter-racial marriages were looked down upon but not outlawed and given the amount of treaties that involved engagements; there was no doubt that members of the Royal Family had Maryoku in them. It would obviously be restricted and detained given the amount of Houseki planted everywhere prohibiting use of any Maryoku. Morgif was a gauge and a detector and he glowed when in the presence of Maryoku. Obviously the more Maryoku the more it glowed. The ferocity and the colour of the glow was telling and at its peak he glowed so bright that the citizens of Shin Makoku had been temporarily blinded for days.

What Gwendal feared was that they wouldn't even get a spark. There were Pure-Blooded Mazoku who had trouble enticing a spark out of the Sword. What hope could they have that humans could live up to their standards? This was one of the biggest fall backs of his mother's plan. While Humans had an hereditary throne, Demons did not. Their leaders were chosen based on tenacity, generosity, sincerity etc. Though just because you started off a certain way did not mean that you would finish that way. And they had had leaders in the past be corrupted by their system and with promises of favours, money, riches, a plethora a beautiful man and women. But one of the more desired features Shinou looked for, heck the first thing he looked for was the amount of Maryoku a Demon possessed, you could have all the talk in the world, be the most sincere but if you had no power to back it up your words and actions would eventually mean nothing. In Shin Makoku having Maryoku was becoming a rarity in itself and those who had it were cherished and praised and asked "politely" to join their military. An honour in itself given the prestige their Military had, especially with their Maryoku users division. Headed by Wolfram himself despite his age given that hewn he had come of age he had been the one to give everyone even their mother temporarily blindness when he held Morgif.

All three of them were in the military and had the top positions. Gwendal a Head in the Strategic Planning Unit, Conrad a Lieutenant in defense and Attack and Wolfram Commanding Officer of the Maryoku Division. They was no doubt that one of them would be wed later on that night and given their positions in the Military it would not be an easy transition. Demons wed to Maous were expected to give up their previous lives in accordance to their new ruler. Setting the tone for the entire kingdom "Start anew with our new Ruler.".

Out of all of them Wolfram would take the transition the hardest given his beauty he would be expected to become a Housekeeper of sorts. Dealing with their guests, planning parties, buying carpets that matched the drapes. It would drive the blonde insane, which was definitely his number one concern going into this.

"Yes there have been some high tensions for centuries, and hopefully today all of that can be put to rest and we can all forgive and forget and more importantly move on. And come tighter to fight an even bigger enemy Belar."

"Why yes Belar, but we will speak of him after the announcement of the engagement. I don't mean to offend but we did have an arrangement." Cecile responded coolly.

"Of course and we will abide by your terms. Now I'm sure that we are al curious to find out more of this ritual that your people have been using for years." Shori Sen. responded.

"You will find out along with the other guests after our dinner. We don't really allow anyone to have any advantages given our Non-Hereditary Throne. I hope you understand if the Aristocrats at home would have a fit, rightfully so if we were to disregard tradition just to seem like grateful guests." she replies sipping the wine that they had been served upon entering the room.

"I do believe that you all were promised a tour of the premises." King Shori said trying to change the subject and at that Cecile actually looked interested.

"That is true, would you mind Your Majesty?"

"Of course he wouldn't Your Excellence." Shouma said joining the conversation for first time.

"Shori would be more than elated to be honored to show you around and then escort your sons to their rooms after giving them a tour."

"I like the idea of that." Cecile said and it was decided.

~~ThePriceOfLove~~

"Why do you wear black?" Wolfram asked now that he and Yuuri were alone. His mother loved romance and she could see something budding between the two of them and had made it so that Yuuri would be the Earthen Heir to escort and show him around the premises.

As she neared the door she suddenly looked back. Cecilie looked at Yuuri curiously, "How old are you, my dear boy?" Miko interjected quickly, "He's 16". Yuuri rolled his yes, he was 17.

Cecilie's eyes glowed and her smile grew. "Well then wouldn't it be more appropriate for your Second Son to escort Wolfram seeing as that they're so close in age?"

"Didn't we just agree that Shori would be the one escorting you sons?" Shouma asked trying to get the Demon Queen back on track.

"Yes but given your Eldest's uniform I would assume that he's in the Military so are my two Eldest and they are around the same age. While Wolfram here is in our Military but he's in a Division that holds no grounds here and Yuuri is so much closer to his age. I would be a bit boring for Wolfram and he doesn't handle being bored well" Wolfram huffed in a annoyance and crossed his arms over his chest as Gwendal leaned down and whispered in his ears something that made the blonde bright red and lost the attitude.

"But-" Shouma was cut off by Cecile with a sharp glare.

"Is there something wrong with your son?"

"No there's nothing wrong with him but we thin-" "Good then it's decided Second Prince Yuuri will be Wolfram's Tour Guide."

Yuuri looked a bit shocked at the abrupt question but responded nonetheless and slowed down to answer him, "Is there a problem with me wearing black?" He queried back curious.

"No, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm just curious as to why one of the Heirs to the throne is wearing the same coloured clothing as the servants, maids and handymen." Wolfram stated simply, walking to Yuuri's slowed pace.

"You're very brash, I think I like that." There was so much pussyfooting around him that he had had a shortage of people like Wolfram, thankfully Murata kept him in check, even if he was the Heir Spare he was still an Heir and the people loved Royalty rather estranged or adjacent. What Wolfram said was the truth though.

"I speak the truth and I'm very curious."

"Not a good combination for a Noble."

"Why yes but I'm pretty so I get away with it." That startled a laugh out of Yuuri and brought a smile to Wolfram's face. "Wow who knew that he could get better looking?" Yuuri couldn't help but think.

"I'm sure that you've been able to get away with a lot with a face like that."

"A face like what?" Wolfram had been complimented on his beauty from the time his father's seed had hit his mother's egg, he was curious to say the least as to what the Earthen Prince had to say to him. He had heard them all and when he said all he meant all.

"A face of beauty and a hint of mischief." Yuuri said stopping quite suddenly looking straight into Wolfram's eyes. Causing the Third Prince to blush and ducked his head to try to hide it, at the sincerity of his words.

"Are you saying that I look mischievous?" He asked peering up through thick blonde lashes. Emerald gems sparkling up at him. Yuuri was a few inches taller than Wolfram. Neither of them as tall as their brother's but perfect heights for their ages. Not that Yuuri wanted to be as tall as Shori was when he was 17. The man had been a Sasquatch and had towered over everyone from the beginning even their father.

"Yes you look like you'd be quite the handful." Yuuri said trying to get the words out kind of stuck as Wolfram looked like if he was posing for some Elite fashion Shoot. The Blonde Prince was now leaning on the balcony. His fingers twiddling with his hair and the wind making the blonde tresses blowing lightly in the air.

"Isn't that the best kind of handful though?" He asked teasingly quite shocked with how he was responding to this human Prince of all things. It was like they were friends for years heck this level of familiarly was bordering on lover rather than friendship.

"If you want to think of it like that. But personally I agree with you." Yuuri said coming up behind the Blonde Prince breathing into his ear.

Wolfram turned around to find Yuuri right behind him if he were anyone else he would have harshly pushed them off and singed of some hair but he found himself relaxing around the other Prince. Yuuri had no clue what he was doing or what had come over him. The banter between the two of them could only exist between people who have known each other for years and he and Wolfram had known each other for a half an hour. Yuuri never acted like this with guest, usually Shori was the one flirting with them and here Yuuri was all over Wolfram. The wind had blown and then bam Wolfram's scent assaulted his nostrils in the best way possible. He couldn't explain it like something in him was telling no screaming at him to get close to this Prince. Yuuri was elated when he remembered that he had heard that the Demon Throne wasn't hereditary after seeing Wolfram for the first time, although at first he had thought that it was a rumour and hadn't cared. But when he had first laid eyes on Wolfram ,he had hoped that there some truth to it. If not there was no doubt that Shori would have been promised to his favourite Prince or the Prince of his preference and if the way that he was eying Wolfram was any kind of gauge as to whom that Prince would have been. At least this way he had a shot. Funny he had never had these kinds of thoughts about men before.

And here he was with a guy he met 30 minutes ago having some very impure thoughts about, especially on this ledge tat Wolfram was already bent over on. He felt so out of his element, f the Great priest was to catch wind of this he would be put in Solitary Confinement to think about his "sins". But nonetheless he was somewhat scared; he had visions of him and Wolfram doing some very very very naughty things. Of course Yuuri wasn't a Virgin his father had sold his virginity to the highest bidder hoping that Yuuri would impregnate a girl of high standing and actually pull his weight and be of use for once. So he knew when ...down there was happy/excited and he knew exactly how he was responding to being in such close quarters with Wolfram. He could only hope that a certain part of his body would behave and not have it become awkward between him and Wolfram.

Yuuri didn't know what had come over him as he was still invading Wolfram's personal space but he got this sudden urge to sniff him and for once he abided. He for once didn't fight his instincts and took one big whiff and found himself in the joint of Wolfram's neck. He had always had better senses than his brother but had learned to keep them on the down low, since Shori hated to be upstaged.

Wolfram's breath was caught in his throat as he wondered if Yuuri knew what he was doing. And he let out a gasp when he felt a wet appendage making its presence know and he felt his knees buckle underneath him and then felt himself be steadied as Yuuri with reflexes better than what he had heard of for humans quickly righted him with impossibly large and warm hands on his hips. And Yuuri being ever the opportunist used Wolfram's fall as leverage and pulled Wolfram closer to him. Pulling Wolfram's head onto his shoulder as he continued his ministrations on Wolfram's neck which had now evolved into sucking. Wolfram could've sworn that he saw Yuuri's hair grow but his vision had turned so hazy that he couldn't be sure.

"Y-Yuuri" The human had taken to undoing the top buttons of his shirt, pulled it down the newly free fabric and went to town lavishing his clavicle with attention. At least he was smart enough not to nibble on his neck toward where anyone could see.

"Hmm?" Couldn't Wolfram see that he was busy.

"Yuuri?" He let out a shocked gasp as he felt the other boy bite harshly on his clavicle. How were his teeth so sharp? He hid his face in Yuuri's shoulder , effectively exposing himself even more to the other Prince, as to try and muffle his noises.

"Yeah?" He huffed annoyed, lifting his head not even to look at Wolfram but to blow on his slicked neck. Yeah definitely this wasn't the place for this.

"Can we go somewhere more private?" Wolfram asked through pants. He had no idea why he was encouraging this. Even if he was in a foreign land that did nothing to deter him in the past and he had "caused" international incidents on less. Yuuri still didn't look up just paused for a minute before lowering his hands from Wolfram's hips to where they were now on his ass. He grabbed it and hefted the blonde up onto him, resting him on his waist. Wolfram's leg unconsciously wrapped themselves around Yuuri's waist to steady himself.

"So now you decide to work?" He asked glaring at his legs, "Traitors"

He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt his legs touch the floor and realized that they weren't on the balcony anymore. Yuuri had actually placed him in front of him in the room that they were now in, which looked to be a storage room of sorts and when he looked up he held back a gasp. This definitely wasn't that Yuuri that he went up here with. Yuuri was a boy the same age as him while this, this was a man standing in front of him. His gaze was intense and all-knowing at the same time. He had this aura about him that was actually tangible Wolfram felt that if he could move his arms and lifted them around them in the atmosphere that he would be able to feel it. But of course his arms were now dead weight and his whole body was just frozen. But even though this man looked powerful and dangerous at the same time there was this gnawing in him that no matter what he did he wouldn't come to harm with the man around. Before he could question the man, as much as he wanted to his mouth was stuck as well, said man approached him. Backing Wolfram into the wall.

The Double Black he noted smirked at him and lifted his arms...to button up Wolframs' buttons. He fixed him up to make him presentable working up the poor blonde again. When he was finished he stood up straight nothing like Yuuri's height but more like his father's and his brother's.

In this deep voice that did things to Wolfram. "The Garden, get me to take you to The Garden." He leaned forward to gently caress Wolfram's cheek; he then leaned down and pecked him on the cheek, before his body in enveloped in a blue light. Wolfram saw with his own eyes as the man seemingly deaged to the teenager that he was enjoying the company of earlier. He saw his hair shorten, his height decreases but more importantly he saw the sharp majestic black eyes turn back to the wide bland brown.

Yuuri the Yuuri he had come to know was looking around the room as if trying to recall how he got there in the first place and then his gaze fell on Wolfram and he had the decency to look sheepish.

"I blacked out again didn't I? I'm so sorry sometimes I just get so lost in my head and then the next thing I know hours have passed and I don't know where I am, who I'm with and most importantly I have no recollection of what I did."

Wolfram was still frozen, "Wolfram are you alright. Are you ill is that why your face is so red and you looked so flushed?"

"T-the Garden." Wolfram sputtered out, the last and the only words the mysterious elder Yuuri had said to him, stuck in his head.

"Huh? The Garden." Yuuri looked puzzled for a minute before he understood looking a little pensive

"Oh the Garden." Wolfram seemed to have snapped out of it now and had full control of his body.

"Yes the Garden. You promised to take me to the garden." Very curious about what the other Yuuri wanted from him. What was so special about this garden?

"I actually can't."

"And why ever not?"

"It's out of bounds to everyone including the Nobles my Uncle is the King and even he hasn't attempted to go there especially given the rumours about how dangerous it is to go there." He said looking sheepish again and was scathing the back of his head, the gesture showing Wolfram that he was nervous about something. Probably getting caught his family didn't seem to keen to him.

"I didn't take you for a wimp." Wolfram said walking past Yuuri throwing the comment over his shoulder as he made his way outside the stuffy room.

"I'm not a wimp!" The history he had with that nickname bringing an edge to his voice that of no fault of Wolfram's and he was about to apologize until he saw the amused look on his stupid, stupid pretty face.

"Kind of sounds like wimp talk to me."

"Well maybe you need to get your ears checked Lord Brat." He said recalling the nickname that Gwendal had whispered into his youngest brother's ears. Wolfram looked shocked for a moment before recalling what had just transpired with the other Yuuri assaulting him. The boy obviously had Mazoku blood flowing through his veins and being in such close proximity to another Mazoku and especially one with Wolfram's amount of Maryoku it had to of triggered something within him and whatever it was Wolfram was sure that it was going to be very interesting to watch. Demons had better sense than humans hence why Yuuri could have heard what Gwendal had said.

"I quite like you Yuuri." Wolfram said outright looking straight into the other Prince's brown eyes whose brown eyes had widened.

"I quite like you too, Wolfram." And they stayed like that, not stuck but just enjoying the peace and quiet and each other's company.

"Wolfram!" "Wolfram!" "Prince Yuuri!" Both Princes jumped and turned around to see all three of their brothers making their way to them. Gwendal Von Voltaire and Conrad Weller looked harried and frantic while Shori was taking his sweet time. Yuuri rolled his eyes, but was abruptly pushed out of the way of the brothers' reunion. Both Conrad and Gwendal enveloped Wolfram into a tight hug.

"Huh, is that what a real sibling relationship looks like?" Yuuri couldn't help but think.

"Alright, alright I'm fine, not dead. You can let go of me now you know!" Wolfram said pushing his elder brothers off of him.

"Of course we were worried you had wondered off and disappeared. We're on foreign land! Of course we were worried."

"You should know better than to just disappear like that."

"I'm sorry but I was under the impression that I'm an adult now? I don't need you two coddling me." Wolfram huffed arms around his chest.

Conrad looked patient and smiled at his younger brother," We know you are Wolfram we're just being over protective as usual." trying to appease Wolfram knowing how he could get when he decided to throw a real tantrum.

Shori interjected, "We have a ball to prepare for, and now that we've found our wayward brothers I think it would be wise for us to get ready for said ball."

"Yes, yes. It is of the upmost importance. Come one Wolfram Mother is waiting for you. She said that she would be the one dressing you for this evening."

"Oh, Shinou." He was so worried about what his mother was planning that when he passed by the balcony that had started it all he didn't even notice the scorch marks on the marble floor and definitely didn't see the looks on Gwendal and Conrad's faces as they caught a whiff of their brother. Worry no longer clouding their senses, you didn't need to be a Demon to feel their rage.

~!~!~!ThePriceOfLove~!~!~!~!~

Yuuri's Demon heritage is showing!

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