Author's notes: I do not have any explanation why I left this story hanging for years. Well, it's partly because I was so busy that time and lost interest. But. I'm thinking of updating this one regularly.

This is a READ AT YOUR OWN RISK chapter. Why? Because it is not yet beta'ed 'cause my beta editors seems to be a bit busy with RL. So, this means it's full of grammatical errors (missing and misspeled words and such). If you can't tolerate it, I suggest you click back and wait for the edited version. If you can, feel free to continue and leave a review! :D

This chapter is dedicated to Wolfram99. Happy birthday! Even if the chapter you requested is way past your birthday. Forgive this author, please?

Preparations for the king and his entourage's departure to Big Cimaron made the whole castle busy. The party is to set sail five days from now and last minute preparations were being seen off. Here and there, various attendants are seen running and checking everything that will be brought to the trip. The journey to Big Cimaron will be a long one that is why preparation must be checked right down to the letter. The ship, which was a state of the art cruise designed by Her Excellency, Anissina Von Karbelnikoff, will be used during the trip.

Yuuri was even busier than rest of his court. Along with overseeing the arrangements proposed by Gunter, he was also making secret preparations for his proposal to Wolfram, something that he was having a hard time to do. Maid, soldiers, and even members of the nobles kept popping one after another that he was unable to make time to prepare thoroughly. Conrad and Gwendal were giving him all the help they can give to the young monarch but still, it was not enough. But tonight, after all the effort he went through, after all the running, preparing and coordinating, he could finally put the plan into action. Yuuri wanted a perfect, one-of-kind proposal but he wanted it to be simple, private and could sweep Wolfram of his feet.

"Your Majesty," the soldiers greeted as he passed by the corridors, saluting him.

"If anyone would be asking, tell them you saw me go to the other direction," he told them quickly. "That is an order, okay?" he added before making a quick getaway.

All of the soldiers nodded at him without question. At first, they were confused and were torn between following the orders made by their king and ensuring his safety. Then, gossips started to circulate at the kitchens that the king was preparing an event of sorts for his crown prince. From then on, everyone at the castle promised they would help Yuuri in their own way so that the king's plans would be a success. As the king made his way, a loud cry of 'HEIKA!' was heard throughout the castle and surely, Gunter came running along.

"Have you seen His Majesty?" Gunter asked, worry and sweat adorning his face. From the looks of it, he had been running for quite a while.

The usual answer of 'I think I saw His Majesty that way' was given to him, prompting Günter to dash away without a second thought, mumbling incoherent words as he went away. The soldiers heaved a sigh of relief. Though it will not hurt to have Günter informed, the king wanted the proposal to remain a secret.

Yuuri went straightly to Wolfram's unit's quarters. He had earlier conspired with Greta to distract Wolfram for a while since he needed to talk to them. It looked like his daughter had done what he had asked. He did not tell Greta about his plans to propose but she was shrewd enough to figure it out herself and why her father kept silent about it.

All the member's of Wolfram's s soon as Yuuri entered the room, all of the soldiers sprang up to their feet and salute their king. Yuuri, wasted no time and walked near them. The rest formed a circle around Yuuri as he whispered his plans to them. He had to be quick, Wolfram may come any moment and his plans would surely be ruined.

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"Greta, where are we going?" Wolfram asked as his daughter drag him all around the palace. Earlier that morning, Greta suddenly burst in the middle of his training session; her face was brimming with excitement and asked if Wolfram could come with her. It was something that the princess has never done before since she knew how seriously Wolfram takes his duty.

Wolfram was at a dilemma and a huge one at it. He could never say no to his daughter but at the same time, he could not simply cancel their morning training to accommodate her request. He stood there, contemplating on what to do, when one of his subordinate suddenly fell down. As Wolfram was assessing his soldier, he could not find anything wrong with him and yet there is complaint of pain. Another then volunteered to take him to the castle's infirmary. Wolfram realized it was all an act so that he could accompany his daughter. The prince felt touched at the thoughtfulness of his soldiers.

"You see, Papa, I saw something that I must absolutely show you," Greta answered cheerfully. Of course, in reality, she was only doing it to distract her Papa so he will not go near his soldier's quarters. They had already passed by the library, the kitchen, a still searching Gunter, and next to her list is the garden.

"Let's make it quick, okay?" Wolfram told her. "I still need to check our rations for the trip."

"Of course, papa, but isn't that Father's job?" Greta smiled at him. Wolfram refrained from asking anymore question and allowed his daughter to lead the way.

Wolfram looked guilty. "Supposed to be, yeah. But your father has a lot of work to do so I'm cutting him a bit of his work. Besides, it's not really that hard and I have a lot of free time. Since I became the crown prince, my work was reduced to just training my unit.

"Papa, you always work too hard for Father," Greta slightly teased, as they continue to walk.

"That's because I have to support Yuuri in any way I can," Wolfram answered fondly. "This kingdom, though peaceful, needs loyal and strong supporters to protect that peace that Yuuri created."

Greta listened as she led him towards the hill near the castle. A lone sakure stood there majestically. It is the place where the three of them would usually sit down to talk and have a break in the past when the weather is good. It was also a convenient place to hold a picnic and to escape the hustle and bustle of the castle. It was something that Greta missed dearly doing. They were not able to do that lately because both her father have gone busy. Greta carefully sat down and her father followed suit.

"Papa, I hope you won't get mad," the princess said in a small voice. "There is really nothing I wanted to show you. I just wanted to talk to you because it has been a while since the two of us sat down and talked to each other alone."

"I'm sorry, princess," Wolfram said guiltily.

"It's okay," Greta responded, a little too understandingly.

"When we come back from Big Cimaron, the three of us will go on a vacation," Wolfram promised. "Anywhere you want, for as long as you want. Yuuri and I will lock Günter and Gwendal on Yuuri's office and will use Anissina's best ship so they can't follow us."

Greta laughed softly as she tucks her brown locks beneath her ears. "I think if we do that, we'd be murdered when we return."

"The only ones who'll be in danger of being murdered are Yuuri and me," Wolfram joked. "Aniue is so fond of you that I'm willing to bet he likes you more than me."

"Yeah, and Gwendal has not really forgiven me from stealing his baby brother," Yuuri said seriously, surprising the two of them.

"Father, you're done…?" Greta asked.

"Yup," Yuuri answered, winking at his daughter. "Everything is all set and ready to roll."

Wolfram looked curiously from his fiancé and his daughter, apparently confused on what is going. "What is all set? What are you talking about?"

"It's a secret." Yuuri teased, earning a scowl from Wolfram. "Right, Greta?"

"Right!" Greta giggled.

"That's not fair!" Wolfram objected, looking incensed. "Hey, don't leave me out! I want to know too."

Yuuri simply smiled at Wolfram and said mysteriously, "You'll know soon enough, Wolf."

That answer enraged Wolfram more and looked at Yuuri threateningly. "You'll not tell me then, Yuuri?"

"No is no, Wolf," Yuuri said firmly, giving him a teasing smile.

"All right then," Wolfram relented although his eyes are saying something else. "You give me no choice."

The king looked at Wolfram weakly, cold sweat forming on his forehead. Something dangerous was going to happen, something dangerous for him. He knew this feeling. It was the same feeling he used to get whenever he and Wolfram used to argue in the past. And if his instincts are correct, then the next thing Wolfram would do is…. Yuuri gulped and prayed to Shinou that his life may be spared.

Wolfram raised his left hand and chanted, "All beings made of the element fire. Obey this proud mazoku!"

"Oh no," Yuuri groaned loudly, his worst fears realizing. He immediately stood up and ran for his dear life before Wolfram could finish calling his element.

"You wimp!" Wolfram shouted, fireball forming in his left hand. "Come back here!"

"I'm not a wimp, Wolfram!" Yuuri shouted back, once within a safe distance from the threatening Wolfram. "I'd be mad to come closer, with you holding fireballs!"

"That's your fault for keeping a secret to me!" Wolfram countered, rising to his feet.

Yuuri moved a foot farther while Wolfram was coming near steadily. Greta was watching her two fathers bicker with amusement. "Wolf, what are you doing? The king! Your king!"

Wolfram simply dismissed Yuuri's cries. "I don't care!"

Yuuri wildly looked around and saw no one to help him. "Greta, stop Wolfram!"

"What did you say, Father?" Greta said, pretending not hear her father's cries for help.

"Gah!" Yuuri cried as one of Wolfram's fireballs missed him. "You almost hit me!"

Wolfram looked at him, as if regretting he missed. "This one won't miss."

Yuuri ran again, ducked, and ran some more as Wolfram chased him all over without relenting. By the time they got tired of running, they were already sweating all over.

"Man, I'm tired," Yuuri said and lied down on the grasses. "You did not even show me any mercy, Wolf."

"You're lucky you're my fiancé," Wolfram scoffed as he too lied besides Yuuri. "Otherwise I would have burned you to crisps."

"Wolfram," said Yuuri seriously. "Sometimes, you scare the hell out of me."

"Good," Wolfram happily answere, making Yuuri stare at him in shock.

"But you know," Greta interjected. "It's has been a while since we goofed around. It was really funny seeing the two of you two run around like teens."

"Wouldn't it be great, for things to remain like this forever?" Yuuri said to them.

"It will remain like this, as long as you're the king, Yuuri," Wolfam told him as he holds his hands.

"Yeah, let's do this again, after we come back from Big Cimaron."

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After taking a quick bath, Wolfram headed straight to the dining room, making a quick detour at Yuuri's office to pick him up. Yuuri returned back to his office to finish the day's work. As he neared the office, Wolfram noticed that the lights were already out and opening the door, he saw that no one inside. Wolfram had guessed that Yuuri may have gone down already and decided to do the same. He has not yet gone a few meters when he heard a noise outside. As he looked towards the spot where he heard a commotion, he heard the rustling of the leave but there is no wind blowing.

Wolfram looked around, tightening his guard in case there is an intruder. He lit a fire in his hands to lighten up his surroundings. As he scanned the area, a small fireball appeared in front of him, prompting Wolfram to go nearer. As he got closer another, another fireball appeared and the same thing happened when he got closer. Wolfram stopped in his track and analyzed the situation. It seems to him that the fireballs were leading him to some place. He decided to follow them. (At this, I'm imagining Wolfram entering some forest of sorts with bushes and trees but I just cannot find the right words). Wolfram continued to follow the fireballs that serve as his guide and ended at a clearing. Seated at the middle was none other than Yuuri, who was looking up in the sky.

"Yuuri!" Wolfram cried anxiously. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"

"Hey Wolf," Yuuri greeted him rather calmly. "Won't you sit beside me?"

Wolfram did as he was told and sat down, waiting for Yuuri to speak first. He noticed a picnic box besides Yuuri.

"I asked Ulrike if tonight will be a clear night," Yuuri told him. "She said there won't be any clouds so we will be able to see the sky clearly."

"Yuuri, do you mind explaining what is going on?" Wolfram asked in a strained voice.

Instead of answering, Yuuri pointed in the sky and said, "You'll understand soon enough. For now, look at the sky. It'll start in a few moments."

Wolfram was no longer confused. He was utterly bewildered by Yuuri's strange actions. He stared at Yuuri, who was looking in the sky, and averted his gaze only to see just in time a falling star. It started as one star falling then followed by two more and then countless shooting stars adorned the cloudless sky. It was beautiful; it looked like the stars were dancing and seemed just to be an arm's length. It lasted no more than five minutes before it ended.

"Murata told me about this," Yuuri said quietly, breaking the silence. "I wanted to watch it with you."

Wolfram was at loss for words. Thankfully, the darkness of their surrounding hid his blushing face. "Yuuri…"

"And I wanted to give you this," Yuuri continued, taking a box from his pocket and looking straightly at Wolfram's emerald eyes and took his left hand.

Wolframs blushed harder and instead look at his hands. Many would say he should already be used to this kind of things since they have been formally engaged for a long time, but Wolfram cannot helped but to feel embarrassed.

"Wolf, I know were already engaged, but, I still wanted to do our traditional proposal." Yuuri opened the box where the ring he had bought earlier was encased and took the ring out.

Wolfram suddenly understood what Yuuri was going to do. He already saw this kind of scene when he was watching some television during his stay in the Earth. It was the humans' way of proposing. "Yuuri, you're…?"

Yuuri took the ring and put it on Wolfram's ring finger and said, "Wolfram von Bielefeld, will you marry me?"

Wolfram stared the golden ring on his left hand and then stared back at Yuuri, unable to say anything. Tears were threatening to fall down on his beautiful face. He knew the significance of Yuuri's proposal. For Yuuri to propose to him in the tradition he was brought up with meant that Yuuri had accepted him wholeheartedly and without reservation and that he is not going through the marriage because he was forced to. They were going to be married because they both want to.

"What's you're answer, Wolf?" Yuuri asked.

"Wimp," Wolfram answered in a shaky voice. "Of course, it's a 'Yes'. It's always a 'Yes'. That's not going to change no matter what."

"I'm glad," Yuuri said sincerely. "Because I can't imagine a life without you, Wolf. I'd die if you'll ever leave me."

"I'll always be with you, Yuuri. I promise you that."

Yuuri pulled Wolfram closer and embraced him tightly and planted a kiss on his soft lips which surprised his blond prince, though Wolfram did not push him away. Yuuri then whispered on Wolfram's ears, "I love you, Wolf. More than you'll ever know."

Wolfram held Yuuri's hands and brought them near his heart. "My heart only beats for you because you're the only one who made me fall in love."

"That's supposed to be my line," Yuuri joked while Wolfram smiled. "Anyway, do you want some tea and some bread? I'm sure you're hungry right now since we haven't eaten dinner." Yuuri opened the basket and poured Wolfram some hot tea. He took a loaf of bread next and broke it into half.

Wolfram took it appreciatively. It was still a bit warm.

"Sorry it's the only thing I have right now," Yuuri told him apologetically. "I didn't want to make a fuss on the kitchens."

"It's okay," Wolfram reassured him, taking a bite from his bread. "Anyway, how did you set this entire thing up? I didn't even notice anything."

"Remember earlier? The secret Greta and me were talking about?"

"Oh, so this is what it's all about," Wolfram said, putting the pieces together. "And now I'm guilty of chasing you around earlier."

"you should be!" Yuuri said, pretending to be stern. "But I guess I can let it slide off."

Wolfram looked relieve. "And the fireballs and the picnic basket?"

"I asked Greta to distract you while I ask some men of your unit to create them for me," Yuuri explained. "They were also the ones who created that disturbance you heard before to catch your attention. After they got you here, they left."

"How about the ring?"

"I bought it the last time I visited earth. Murata helped me go the store."

"I guess I have a lot to say 'thank you' to."

"Yeah, that includes me," Yuuri said to him, to which Wolfram rolled his eyes.

The two then became quiet, admiring the beauty of the night and looking content at each other's company. As the night drew on, some fireflies began to come out, creating a soft golden glow. Yuuri took out a blanket and wrapped it on their shoulders. Although Wolfram was not easily chilled, Yuuri does not want to take chances. A sick Wolfram is the last thing he wants on the coming days.

"It funny how two opposite people end up loving each other, isn't it?" Wolfram said out of the blue.

Yuuri looked at him for a second and thought about it. When they first got engaged, everyone in the kingdom thought that it would only last a year, some even better months. His personality and Wolfram's constantly clashed with each other. But now, everyone who knew the two of them would swear to Shinou how perfect they are together and that they are made for each other.

"It's because one has to complement another," Yuuri answered him. "We were born to complement each other."

"Then you're definitely going to be stuck with me," Wolfram joked him.

"Yeah. But if it's you, then I don't mind it at all."

"Me too," Wolfram whispered to Yuuri and moved closer to him.