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When Yuuri woke up the next day, nervousness and anxiety suddenly hit him. Tomorrow when the sun goes down is it. He will lose his chance and he will belong to the sea witch. Was it even possible for Wolfram to fall in love with him? Conrad told him he was just being insecure and that a blind man could see that Wolfram was indeed falling for him.

But Yuuri still wasn't sure.

If that was the case, then why did Wolfram react the way he had yesterday? Maybe he was just surprised. It's not everyday that someone literally chokes on there own words after all. But still, how is he supposed to fix this? What is he supposed to say to Wolfram?

Yuuri sighs as he grabs hold of his pillow and pulls it onto his face. He groans, perhaps too dramatically, into it.

"Sir? It's me, Lasagna. May I come in?" The maids voice came through the door with a knock.

Yuuri sits up and pulls the pillow from his face and into his lap.

"Just a minute!" Yuuri exclaims and then whispers, "Conrad, wake up."

The crab next to him rubs his eyes with his claws and looks up at his prince, "Yuuri, what-"

"Shhhhh!" Yuuri exclaims.

"Sir?" Came Lasagna's confused voice, "Is somebody in there with you?"

"N-no! It's just me! I was...talking to myself. You can come in in just a minute!"

"Yuuri," Conrad says, whispering now. "What is it?"

"Can you go and tell Murata that I can't meet him today? It caused such a ruckus yesterday, and I need all the time with Wolfram I can get at this point."

Conrad frowns, "I suppose. If that's what you want. Are you sure you'll be okay?"

Yuuri rolls his eyes and hissed quietly, "Conrad! I can take care of myself. No matter what my father says. Now go, will you? Lasagna's waiting."

Conrad sighs, showing his dissatisfaction with the situation, "Alright, I'll see you later then. Stay out of trouble."

Conrad quickly jumps off the bed and towards the window as Yuuri responds with a grin, "Me? In trouble? Never."

Conrad rolls his eyes as he sits on the window sill, "That does nothing to comfort me."

"Sir?" Lasagna asked again in worry. "Are you alright?"

"Go!" Yuuri tells Conrad quickly. He jumps out of the window and leaves Yuuri alone. Yuuri sighs in relief.

"Um, Sir? Can I come in now?"

"Oh, of course! You can come in, Lasagna," Yuuri answered quickly as she walked into his room "And it's okay if you want to call me Yuuri."

Lasagna's eyes widened, "Oh, no, sir! That's just not proper. The help can't call their masters by their names."

Yuuri smiles at her kindly, "Well, I'm not so fond of titles. I would actually prefer it if you called me Yuuri."

Lasagna blinks at him in bemusement, "I don't think anyone's ever asked that of me before."

Yuuri laughs at that, "Was there something you needed, Lasagna?"

She nods, "Yes, Si-ah...Yuuri. The queen is having a ball tonight. You are invited, of course. Anissina will be here with your breakfast soon. There's so much preparation for the ball that everyone's being served in their rooms this morning."

Yuuri's eyes widened, "A-a ball? So, like, um...dancing?" Just great. More ways for Yuuri to humiliate himself.

She smiles slightly at him, "I'm afraid so. But I'm sure you'll be fine...Yuuri."

There's another knock at the door, "Sir, it's Anissina. I have your breakfast with me."

"Come in!" Yuuri exclaims, good naturally. He gets out of bed to walk over to them. "And you can call me Yuuri too, Anissina."

Anissina walks in with a smile on her face, "Of course, Yuuri."

Yuuri's eyes widened at the sight of all the food on the cart. This was breakfast for a single person? It looked like one for a whole family!

"This is all for me?"

Anissina frowns, "Yes...is it not satisfactory?"

"No! That's not it!" Yuuri looks down at the food again, "It all looks delicious! What's this?"

Anissina laughs. She's becoming way too fond of this boy. She smiles brightly at him as she answers, "That's French toast. There's also eggs, regular toast, bacon, sausage, pancakes, orange juice, and apple juice." She laughs at Yuuri's stunned expression, "To be honest, we didn't know what you would like. And you have made quite the impression on the staff in the castle. They wanted to make sure you had something you would like."

Yuuri smiles brightly at her, "This is amazing! But...I can hardly eat all of this..." Yuuri pauses as he looks at them, "Hey, do you guys have anywhere you need to be right now?"

Anissina and Lasagna look at each other before shaking their heads.

"We are free at the moment, S-...ah...Yuuri," Lasagna answered him.

Yuuri grins at the both of them, "Great! Then would you like to join me? I would like the company. And it would be a shame to let all this good food go to waste."

Lasagna looks up at him, startled, "Yuuri! That's hardly proper!"

At the same time Anissina answered with a grin of her own, "Sure! We'd love to!"

Lasanga turns to glare at Anissina, but before she has a chance to say anything Yuuri says, "Great! Let's eat then!"

Before they start, Yuuri quickly runs into his private bathrooms to change. Eventually Lasagna agreed to eat with him, though it took quite a bit of convincing. Then her and Anissina sat down to enjoy breakfast with Yuuri. The three were having a great time talking with each other. And Yuuri found it nice talking to some new people who would refuse to call him anything but 'Sire' and 'Prince Yuuri'.

Wolfram came up to Yuuri's room and what he found there shocked him. Yuuri's door was wide open and he was eating breakfast and laughing with the maid and the chef. Since when did they become such good friends? The servants in the castle weren't there to be made friends with.

And why was Yuuri sitting there, laughing with them, like they have been best friends their whole life? He didn't warm up to Wolfram like that. An uneasy, almost angry feeling arose within Wolfram as he watched them. He didn't like how Yuuri was looking at them. How happy he looked to be near them...almost how he looked yesterday when he was with Wolfram.

Wolfram sent them a glare as he strode into the room, "Yuuri."

Yuuri froze as he heard his voice and then turned around to face him. He softened as his eyes landed on Wolfram and smiled as he walked closer to him, "Wolf."

Wolfram relaxed slightly, the awful feeling dissipating a little more the longer Yuuri looked at him like that.

"Yuuri, I was just wondering if you would like to go back into town with me today. You need formal ball clothes for tonight if you are to attend," Wolfram explained to him, his eyes not straying from Yuuri.

Yuuri nods as he tries to hold in his excitement. Wolfram didn't seem to be acting any differently since yesterday. So he seems to still have a chance. And Wolfram wants to take him into town again! This is perfect.

Yuuri smiles at him and nods, "Alright. Did you want to leave now?"

He nods, "Yes." He glares at the girls sitting at the table with Yuuri, "If it isn't a bother."

Yuuri shakes his head as he stands, "No, we were just finishing up." He smiles at the red heads, "Thanks for keeping me company. I'll see both of you later. Goodbye Lasagna. Anissina."

They both nod and smile back at him as him and Wolfram leave the room. When they reach the front doors of the castle they start heading their way over to the royal stables. Yuuri smiled brightly. He was excited to see Mystery again. He never imagined he would adore a horse so much. But he does.

Yuuri blinks as he notices Wolfram glaring at the space in front of him as he walks. What could be wrong? Yuuri doesn't remember anything recent that could have made him act this way.

Yuuri hesitates before asking, "Wolf? Is something the matter?"

Wolfram looks like he's about ready to snap at him but pauses as he thinks better of it, "...Why were you talking so familiar with the servants? Their servants, not your friends."

Yuuri glares at him slightly at that, "Wolf! How can you think of them that way? They do a lot of work around the castle for you and your family, so is it really so wrong to acknowledge that and be respectful towards them?"

Wolfram frowns, "It isn't like we treat them as slaves. They get paid for what they do."

Yuuri glares at him fully this time, "That doesn't give you the right to treat them as anything less than people. They may not have the status and things that you do, but that doesn't make you better than them."

Silence.

Wolfram would be lying if he said he wasn't shocked. No ones ever had the guts to say something like that to him before. At least not to his face.

Yuuri was the first to break the silence, "Wolf? I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

Wolfram looks back at him to see him biting his bottom lip and fidgeting. Not looking him in the eyes. It looks like he wasn't the only one surprised by the outburst.

Wolfram shakes his head slowly, "No. You are right. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I suppose I just never thought of it like that."

Yuuri blinks at him in bemusement, "I-what?"

Wolfram rolls his eyes, "I said you were right! I'm not going to repeat that again, wimp."

An overly happy smile, though Wolfram just likes to call it the Yuuri smile-because he swears no one else smiles that way- came onto Yuuri's face, "Okay."

Wolfram can't explain why he seems to melt so much when Yuuri's around. He never has with anyone else. Though, he supposed, Yuuri was just that kind of person.

Wolfram shook his head as he got 'Mystery' out from his stall. He would never understand Yuuri's strange fascination with his horse, because right when he brought him out Yuuri started to pet and even coo him. Then Yuuri started talking to him as they rode into town. Wolfram didn't bother listening as to what exactly the wimp was saying to his horse. He just rolled his eyes- something he felt he was doing a lot of ever since he found the kind, perplexing boy on the beach.

Wolfram found out quite quickly that this boy was very hard to deal with.

He also learned that the boy was well worth it. Even more so. Because even still, Wolfram can't help but feel the need to be near him.

Maybe he has finally found what he's been looking for.

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Atlantica has always been a beautiful place. It has always been a place every mer person had to visit at least once in their life time. Which is why it is hard to believe that that has changed in only a matter of days. Atlantica has been very dreary. The people are frantic. Not only was their well loved and adored prince missing, but their queen was practically gone too. She has locked herself away into her room and she refuses to answer for anyone. And their king, who was exactly the opposite. Their king hasn't went back to his room since. He refuses to sleep or even eat. He refuses to do anything that doesn't help them find his son.

"Daikenja!" King Shouma yells, "Is there any new words on where my son is?"

Daikenja sighs, "No, I am sorry, Your Majesty. No one has heard anything about Prince Yuuri or Conrad."

"Murata Ken?"

Murata stiffens slightly as his king addresses him, "Yes, Your Majesty?"

"You are Yuuri's best friend. It's not like him to not tell you anything," Shouma pauses as he glances over at the young sage, "Please. There has to be something he told you. Perhaps even of where he was going? Anything?"

Murata feels his heart go out to the king. It's not often the man will say 'please', "I'm sorry, Sire. But he just told me that he wanted to be alone for a while and left. Conrad was with him, so I assumed he would be fine."

The king sighs before saying sternly, "I want everyone out looking for him! No one is allowed to sleep until Yuuri is safe at home! And please have someone go and check on my wife."

Daikenja and Murata bow to their king before leaving to follow his instructions.

Shouma sits on his throne and buries his face into his hands. Yuuri was one of the most important people to him. He was his son. His child. If anything happened to him...

Shouma wouldn't know what he would do. He adores his son far too much to be able to live through that. He has already lost one. Not to mention his queen wouldn't be able to survive dealing with this tragedy a second time.

Tears break out from Shouma's eyes as he thinks back to his part in his son's disappearance. If only he went about the whole situation differently...then Yuuri would still be...

"Oh, what have I done?" Shouma whispered to himself. "What have I done?"

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Yuuri sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror. Everyone seemed to agree on the fact that Yuuri looked best in black. So, that's exactly the color ball clothes that were chosen for him. Yuuri didn't know what the big deal was. These clothes didn't seem that much different from the other ones they have given him.

Wolfram didn't seem to be acting different towards him anymore, for which Yuuri was grateful. He was still calling him a wimp. And right now he was even scolding him for his 'utter lack of taste' while they were looking for ball clothes.

"Seriously, wimp, what kind of prince are you? Princes are supposed to be bred with class and etiquette. How you dress says a lot about what kind of person you are. For example, your taste says, 'I'm a wimp who doesn't care what I look like. I may be a prince, but you would never guess it. I have no class or etiquette, but what does that matter?'"

Yuuri couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes at him. It's not like anyone wears clothes where he's from. But he thought Wolfram would take that in a bad way if he told him. And what does he mean 'bred'? Are human royalty animals now? So he asks him that.

Wolfram just glares at him, "Don't compare nobility to animals! They are not the same thing."

Yuuri didn't agree so much but he kept silent.

Wolfram kept going on about his lack of taste and Yuuri couldn't help but smile through the whole thing. Because that's the way Wolfram just was, Yuuri quickly found out. That's how he treats people he cares about. Because Wolfram just wasn't one to openly show emotions, so that's how he acts instead. Another thing that Yuuri had eventually came to realize about him is that if he doesn't like you, you'll definitely know it. Wolfram wasn't afraid to tell you what he thought about you.

And if he didn't like you, he simply just wouldn't deal with you.

And that's how Yuuri knows that Wolfram likes him.

The problem is, he doesn't need Wolfram to like him, he needs him to love him. And another thing he has learned is that Wolfram doesn't let himself get so strongly attached so easily.

Unlike Yuuri. Who did get so strongly attached to someone before even actually meeting them.

So is it even possible? One more day left to get someone to fall in love with you. Yuuri never thought it would be so difficult. To him, it was easy. He gets attached easily and opens his heart up to anyone.

Wolfram isn't like that. Wolfram is the exact opposite of Yuuri in almost every way. Though Wolfram cares a lot, like Yuuri does, he also tries to act indifferently and tries to hide it, which Yuuri does not.

Yuuri sighs again as he closes his eyes. He needs to make the most of tonight.

It may be his last chance to spend time with Wolfram.

Or even his last chance to get him to kiss him.

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It could be said that Shibuya Miko has been the kindest Queen Atlantica has ever had. She is definitely the most adored. Miko cares more about the people and the kingdom than any other queen.

It was no wonder Prince Yuuri was the way he was.

The Queen fell in love three times in her life. The first, of course, was when she met her husband. He was everything she wanted in a husband and in the father of her second time was when her lovely daughter was born. Julia took her breath away and made tears come to her eyes when she first saw her. Julia was not only her only biological daughter but also her first child. And she adored her. She spoiled her and gave her everything she ever wanted.

The third and last time she fell in love was when she had her son, Yuuri. Miko thought that it was impossible to love someone so much after having so much love in her heart already for two of the other people in her life. But she was so wrong. Everything Yuuri did made her love her son even more. The way he would look up at her with his wide black eyes never failed to warm her heart and smile at him no matter what mood she was in.

Shibuya Miko's heart has broken twice in her life. The first she wasn't sure if she would make it through. That's how she found out that losing a child was the absolute worst thing that could ever happen to a person. Losing her lovely daughter definitely took its toll on her heart. She didn't think it was possible to feel pain worse than that.

But once again, she was wrong.

As it turns out, there is only one thing worse than losing a child.

Losing another one.

And that's how Queen Miko's heart broke a second time. She lost her a second child. Her Yuuri. And she doesn't know what to do. It's eating away at her and she doesn't want to see or talk to anyone. She doesn't want to do anything.

Because what's the point?

There's only one thing that can heal her heart at this point. So she hopes more than anything that he will return to her.

Her heart can't take anymore.

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The ball has officially started.

And Yuuri is in panic mode.

How could he think that he could do this? This is a ball! That means there's going to be dancing. He can't dance! So what is he supposed to do? He's going to humiliate himself! Yuuri bites at his bottom lip. Still...

He can't just not go. He would be losing valuable time with Wolfram if he did that.

Yuuri takes a deep breath and shuffles on his feet for a few seconds. Then he finally convinces them to move and walks toward his bedroom door.

Everything will be fine.

It will.

Once Yuuri gets to the ballroom he isn't sure what to do. He didn't even feel like he fit in very well at his own parents parties. At least then he would have Murata there to kill time with. He was all alone here. He didn't know any of these people.

And he couldn't see Wolfram anywhere.

Yuuri felt awkward as he stood by himself, shuffling his feet. He felt like everyone was staring at him. He could read what they were thinking all over their faces, too.

Who is he?

What is he doing here?

He doesn't belong here.

Why is our prince even giving him the time of day?

Yuuri wasn't stupid. He knew what they were all thinking and gossiping about. He also knew what it was like to come from royalty. Who you were expected to be married off too. And though Yuuri is also royalty, it still doesn't make a difference. They will never know that. His people didn't want them to know that. So it beat the whole purpose of two royals getting married, because neither side would benefit from the marriage.

Suddenly Yuuri hears a crash out in the hallway and then a moan of "ow!" following. Yuuri blinks and then looks around. No one else seemed to notice. Or just didn't care. Most likely the latter.

Yuuri decides to go and see what happened and make sure the person was okay. After leaving the ballroom he sees a girl with brown hair and violet eyes. She looked like she dropped a whole bunch of plates and was currently trying to pick up the broken pieces.

"Hey! Are you alright?" Yuuri asked as he quickly ran up to her.

She looked up at him and flushed furiously, "I am so sorry! Oh, this is so embarrassing! I am such a klutz!"

Yuuri smiles at her gently to try and calm her down, "It's okay! Don't be embarrassed. It was an accident. Everyone has those. I definitely do. I would have probably dropped them too if I had to carry that many!"

The girl blinks at him and smiles slightly back, "Thank you."

Yuuri grins at her, "I'm Yuuri. And you are?"

"Effe. I am actually the chef. I work alongside Anissina," She sighs. "They were short on servers, so I said I would help out. I'm suddenly remembering more reasons that I chose to be a chef!"

Yuuri laughs, "Do you want me to help? I can help, if you want."

"Oh, no!" She exclaimed, eyes wide. "I couldn't ask that of you, sir! This is my responsibility."

Yuuri sighs with a frown plastered on his face. He's starting to get really tired of people treating him like this. Can't people just treat him like a normal person?

"Please, call me Yuuri. And there's nothing wrong with asking for help sometimes. Here, let me. I want to."

Yuuri quickly rushes to help her pick up the glass.

"Wait!"

Yuuri flinches and jerks back. What now?

"You can't just touch glass that way! You'll cut yourself!" Effe quickly turns to grab a hand cloth, "If you really insist on helping me, then at least use this."

Yuuri smiles gratefully and takes the cloth. Effe quickly rushes away and then returns with a plastic bag.

"Here, we can put the glass in here," Effe explained and they both continued to pick up the broken glass and place it in the bag.

Once they finished they quickly stood up and Effe smiled at him.

"Thank you so much for the help! You really didn't have to. But I'm grateful nonetheless, ...Yuuri."

Yuuri smiled back at her and nodded, "You're welcome. It really wasn't that big of a deal."

"Well I best get back to work. It was nice meeting you," She said kindly.

Yuuri grinned, "It was nice meeting you, too, Effe! I'll see you around."

She laughs, "Bye, Yuuri, have fun at the party!"

She quickly leaves to finish her duties. Yuuri sighs as he looks back into the ballroom. At least that gave him something to do.

He walks back into the ballroom. Where was Wolfram? It would be pointless coming here if he didn't get a chance to spend time with Wolfram.

And he didn't think he could deal with these judging and accusing glares for much longer.

"Yuuri?"

Yuuri gave a sigh of relief at that voice. Finally.

He turns around and a smile instantly appears on his face as he breathes out, "Wolfram..."

He was dressed in all white, which Yuuri thought suited him quite nicely. He defiantly looked like the fairy tale version of 'Prince Charming', as Murata liked to call him, tonight. He was perfect.

Wolfram looks him over and then his eyes go back up to meet Yuuri's. A genuine, full on smile made it's way onto his lips. Yuuri had to blink a few times to make sure he didn't just imagine it.

He didn't. Yuuri could feel his cheeks warm up as Wolfram smiled at him. Yuuri wants to make him smile like that again. Always.

Wolfram deserves to look that happy. Deserves to feel that happy.

All of a sudden, Wolfram holds his hand out to Yuuri, "May I?"

Yuuri didn't want to admit it, but he was confused. May he what? Yuuri would do anything for him.

Wolfram must have noticed the confusion on his face because he elaborated, "May I have this dance?"

Except maybe that.

Yuuri's eyes widened as more blood rushed to his cheeks and he stumbled over his words, "Oh. Eh, well...um...I can't exactly, well..."

Luckily for him, Wolfram seemed to catch onto his Yuuri speech quite quickly, "You can't dance?" Yuuri looks down at the floor in embarrassment, "What kind of prince are you?"

This time Yuuri looks back up to glare at him. Wolfram's lips turn up in a slight smirk, "It's alright. You just have to follow my lead. Now just take my hand so the prince stops looking like an idiot."

Yuuri blinks and then instantly puts his hand out to take Wolfram's hand.

Everyone's eyes are on them.

As Wolfram pulls him out onto the dance floor, Yuuri looks down as his cheeks flame, trying to avoid everyone's gazes.

He just had to fall for a prince, didn't he? Someone who's always in the lime light. The place Yuuri hated being.

Wolfram turned around and pulled Yuuri's left hand onto his shoulder and took his right hand in his. Yuuri felt as if he was in a dream. It was surprisingly easy to follow Wolfram's lead as they danced. And Yuuri even forgot about all the eyes on them. At this moment Yuuri only cared about Wolfram's.

Yuuri frowned as he noticed words forming on Wolfram's lips before quickly shutting his mouth. Yuuri just decided to ignore it.

But then he did it again.

And again.

"Wolfram," Yuuri said with a frown, "What is it?"

Wolfram pursed his lips before replying, "Why do you keep so many secrets? What are you so afraid of me finding out?"

Yuuri's heart stopped. Wolfram has never asked him about anything before, even if he obviously wanted to. He should have guess it was only a matter of time.

"Wolfram," Yuuri whispered, "I'm not afraid exactly. It's just...very complicated. I want to tell you. I want to tell you everything. So much. But I can't. And even if I could...I don't think you would believe me anyway."

Wolfram scowls, "So you prefer lying to me?"

Yuuri's eyes widened as he cried, "I've been as honest with you as I possibly can! I swear!"

Wolfram's eyes darkened, "Name one thing about yourself you've been completely honest about."

Yuuri whimpers as he closes his eyes slightly. He opens them back up and whispers, "I am so glad that I've met you. My kingdom is so closed off and they don't want anything to do with the rest of the world. I love my family. I love my kingdom. I do, more than anything. But...I've wanted this for as long as I can remember. I've wanted to know what it was like. The world that existed outside of my own. And I loved it. And I'm so grateful that you helped give and share those experiences with me. I love it here. And I wish I could stay forever. That's the truth."

Yuuri noticed Wolfram's eyes softening as he spoke. And Wolfram was looking at him in a way he never has before. Yuuri couldn't place it. But he likes Wolfram looking at him like that. A lot.

"Then stay here. Forever," Wolfram whispered back. And was it just him, or was Wolfram's face a lot closer to his then it was a few seconds ago?

Tears started to appear in Yuuri's eyes. But he refused to let them fall, "I'm not sure yet if I'll be able to. But if I am, then I would stay in a heart beat."

Wolfram blew out a breath and the song ended. Yuuri quickly jumped out of Wolfram's arms and wiped the tears out from his eyes. He would not cry. He's not thinking about any bad possibilities tonight. He's only going to let himself think about Wolfram.

"Yuuri," Wolfram spoke and Yuuri looked up at him. "Do you want to get out of here? Let's go down to the beach."

Yuuri sighed. Perfect.

He nods, "Okay."

They walked alongside the beach and Yuuri smiled. He sighed happily as he closed his eyes. He liked walking alongside the beach. It reminded him of home. The salty smell in the air. The cool breeze. He loved it.

It was only that much more special that Wolfram was here to share it with him.

Oh, how he wished that he could tell Wolfram the truth. About everything. He just wants to be able to tell him everything. He wants him to know everything about him.

He would tell him about his home. Atlantica. Of it's beauty. He would tell him about his people and how they lived, so he wouldn't continue to think on how strange Yuuri is for not knowing about things that are common here. He would tell him all about his collection and all the things he wants to experience and do. He would tell him of all the adventures he had under the sea with his best friend. He would tell him about his sister Julia and how his fathers heart turned cold.

He wanted him to meet his family. His mother would love him. He knew she would. His father would take some adjusting, but once he got over his thing about humans, Yuuri knew he would love him too.

"Yuuri."

Wolfram abruptly stopped walking, right in front of him.

"Yeah?" Yuuri asks as he blinks at his back.

He suddenly turns around and walks closer to him. Yuuri flushes as Wolfram's face comes really close to his.

"Wolf?" Yuuri whispers. What is he doing? It was almost as if he was going to-

Yuuri's breath hitched as Wolfram's fingers came up to brush against his cheek, his thumb brushing against his cheek bone.

Wolfram was so close. Yuuri felt his breath on his face. And he couldn't breathe. He was too afraid to. He didn't want to ruin this moment.

Was Wolfram going to kiss him? Yuuri hoped so.

All of a sudden Wolfram shook his head and moved his face away slightly. Though, he still didn't pull his hand away from Yuuri's cheek.

Yuuri tried to hide his slight disappointment.

"Let's go to the end of the dock."

Yuuri simply nodded as Wolfram pulled away from him completely and started heading towards the dock.

Yuuri sighed as he watched him walk away. So close.

Yuuri smiled, though. Maybe He still does have a chance. Maybe he could get Wolfram to kiss him tonight.

Yuuri hurries after him.

Both of them sit at the end of the dock, their legs dangling over the edge. The sun was setting. It was so beautiful. Yuuri just wanted to stay in this moment forever. He doesn't want tomorrow to come. Because that's when he'll have to start worrying.

"What do you think your family is doing now?"

Yuuri pauses. He doesn't want to think about that. Not after what Murata told him.

"They...they are probably frantically looking for me. Worried about me."

Wolfram frowns as he turns to look at him, "Then why won't you tell them you're okay?"

Yuuri shakes his head, "I...I can't. They wouldn't understand. And I told you they wouldn't like it if I was here."

Wolfram frowns, "I know, but..."

Yuuri nods, "I know. But don't worry. I might not be here for very long. And if I am, then I'll still tell them."

Wolfram fidgeted uncomfortably and whispers, "I...I don't want you to leave, Yuuri. I want you to stay here, ...with me."

Yuuri sighs and closes his eyes, "Listen. There's things you don't know. Things I can't tell you. But...let's not think about that tonight, okay? There's plenty of time to worry about things tomorrow." Yuuri pauses and looks over at him, "But for the record, I want to stay here with you, too."

Wolfram softens considerably, and Yuuri swears he's never seen as much emotion on Wolfram's face as in that moment. It makes Yuuri's heart race.

Suddenly there's a splash to Yuuri's right that makes him jump. Yuuri looks around quickly. What could that have been?

Wolfram looked over at him, "It was probably just a fish or something."

Yuuri nodded, "Ri-" Yuuri's eyes widened as he sees a flash of black hair in the water. That better not be who he thinks it is!

"Ow!" Came a small hiss and then a whispered, "Did you just bite me?"

Wolfram's eyes widened as he turns around, "Did you hear that?"

"Er, hear what?" Yuuri asked with false obliviousness.

Wolfram shook his head as he turned back to face Yuuri, "I could have sworn I heard a voice."

Murata, Yuuri thought angrily, next time I see you I'm going to kill you. And Conrad, too. Because I know he's with you.

Yuuri shakes his head and then takes his hand. He needs Wolfram to forget about it. He doesn't need Wolfram asking more questions he can't give honest answers to.

"I'm sure it was nothing."

"Why won't he just kiss him already?" Came the same hushed voice, "Does he think he's being subtle? It's pretty obvious he wants to."

Yuuri glares out into the water. Oh, Muata, you are so, so dead.

"There it is again!" Wolfram exclaims in bewilderment, "Didn't you hear it?"

Before he could respond he sees Murata's head pop up from under the water, right behind Wolfram. He's biting his lip. 'Sorry' he mouths to him.

Oh, you better be, Yuuri thought angrily.

'Go away!' He mouths back quickly swishing his hand the second Wolfram looked away from him.

Murata obviously gets the message because he quickly goes under the water. Yuuri sighs in relief.

Wolfram looks back over at him in confusion, "Are you okay? Please tell me you heard the voices to. I'd rather not think I'm hearing things."

Yuuri hesitates, "I...heard something. But I don't think it was voices. Maybe it was the wind. What would people be doing out here? And if there were, we would see them."

Yuuri breathes a sigh of relief when Wolfram seems to accept this. Now what should Yuuri do ? The mood was completely ruined now.

Wolfram turns to look at him thoughtfully, "Can I ask you something?"

Yuuri blinks at him, "Of course you can."

"Where do you see your future? Where do you think you'll be in, say, five years from now?"

Hopefully happily married to you, Yuuri thought. But he best not tell him that.

"I...I'm not sure yet. It depends on what's possible. Where I would like to be may not even be very realistic."

Wolfram sighs, "You're so vague with your answers."

Yuuri laughs at that, "I'm sorry. I'll make a deal with you. If I'm still here after tomorrow night, then I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Wolfram frowns, "What's so special about tomorrow night?"

Yuuri sighs, "Sorry. But that would be telling."

Wolfram rolls his eyes, "Fine. I'll hold you to that."

Yuuri hums happily, "I believe you."

Yuuri closes his eyes and a familiar warmth appears on his cheek again . Yuuri blinks and instantly flushes. Wolfram was staring at him so intently. What could he be thinking about? Wolfram started to stroke his cheek again and Yuuri found himself leaning into the touch. This was so perfect, he didn't ever want Wolfram to stop touching him. He didn't ever want him to leave his side again.

Wolfram starts to lean in closer to his face, eyes on Yuuri's lips. Yuuri's heart is starting to race again because oh, it's happening, it's finally happening. And this is perfect. The perfect time.

Wolfram's nose brushes against Yuuri's, his lips barely an inch away from Yuuri's. Wolfram's so close. He just needs to move his face just a little and his lips will be on-

"Ahhhhhh!" Yuuri screams as something wraps around his ankle and pulls him down.

"Yuuri!" Wolfram exclaims in surprise as he quickly moves to wrap his arms around Yuuri's waist to hold him up. Yuuri's arms instantly wrap around Wolfram's neck as he gets tugged off the dock.

Wolfram falling in after him.

Yuuri coughs as he bursts out from under the water. Wolfram is instantly by his side and patting at his back.

"Yuuri? Are you okay? What happened?" Wolfram asked in worry as water dripped from his hair. Yuuri quite liked it like that.

Yuuri shakes his head, "Some...something grabbed my leg!"

Wolfram pauses, "Are you sure?"

Yuuri just nods. What could that have been? He knows Murata would never do something like that. Not when he was so close.

Wolfram sighs, "Well, nothing seems to be here now. We best be getting back anyways. Come on. The sooner we get out of these wet clothes the better."

Yuuri nods, but the second Wolfram turns around he scowls. He was so close! Why does this always have to happen to him?

Yuuri sighs. Well, he supposes there's still always tomorrow. Yuuri pauses and looks down at the water. Seeing nothing, he slowly follows Wolfram back to the castle.

WolfYuu WolfYuu WolfYuu

Back in the water, two eels are staring at Wolfram and Yuuri as they are walking away.

Sara practically growls as he watches them. No! This was not how it was supposed to go! The prince wasn't supposed to end up falling for him like this!

"This was way too close!" Sara exclaimed in anger, "After this, the human will be kissing him by sunset for sure!"

Sara is not going to let that happen. He was hoping he wouldn't have to get involved at all. But at this rate it looked like he was going to have to.

He heads over to his cabinet and a cruel smirk makes it's way onto his lips. He thought he wouldn't ever have to use this. But this is the perfect time. He pulls out a box and opens it. Two black orbs glistened in it. The royal black eyes he stole from the previous king twenty years ago, Shouma's father. The very same eyes that ran in the family.

Yuuri's eyes.

For this spell to work, he needs something the human prince will react to. Something he has an emotional connection to. And he's been looking for the mysterious black eyed boy from the beach. Even if that boy was Yuuri, the prince doesn't know that. So, these eyes are perfect. He will fall right under his spell the second he looks into his eyes.

A cruel smirk makes it's way onto his lips. His magic starts to take over and the eyes go into his. Soon, his appearance starts to change also. His hair shortens and turns to a dark brown as his eyes became black.

Sara starts laughing evilly as the magic engulfs and changes him.

King Shouma's son is going to be his.

No matter what it takes.