Back in Yuuri's room a fuming blonde sat on the edge of the bed, still in his uniform. He was ready to throw around balls of fire due to the tension building up inside of him.

Despite his outward appearances, he really was quite fragile inside; and even if Yuuri was the only one he let see his tears, he was still ashamed every time he felt them coming. Now was one of those times as he waited for the 'cheater' to return from tucking Greta in to her bed.

Once Yuuri walked into the room he was hit by a flying pillow, and knocked to the ground.

"Ouch! Wolf, what the heck was that for?"

"Oh I don't know… maybe because my fiancé is a cheater?"

"WHAT? On what grounds are you basing that?"

Yuuri was practically squeaking with how strained his voice was.

"You only want to throw that ball so you can dance with some whore don't you? Why do you always look for opportunities to cheat when you have me? Aren't I good enough for you?"

Yuuri face-palmed and shook his head before standing up.

"Wolfram, I do not know what goes on in your head. How you manage to come up with these scenarios is beyond me. I thought I made it clear that I want to be with you."

Wolfram blushed a slight shade of pink at Yuuri's blunt response.

"How so? It isn't like we've done anything!"

"What do you mean Wolf? We… we kissed didn't we?"

Yuuri was blushing now and Wolfram was confused and then Yuuri continued.

"D-do you regret that? Was it nothing to you?"

"No! No… I mean that was… amazing but…"

"Then what? Why don't you believe me? I just don't know what to say Wolf!"

"Actions speak louder than words cheater!"

Not even thinking Yuuri just jumped forward and kissed Wolfram smack on the lips, partially to shut him up and partially because it seemed like the right thing to do. When he broke the kiss seconds later Wolfram's face had invented a new shade of red and he was touching his lips in shock.

"I would Never Cheat on you Wolfram. Not on your life or mine. I care about you and your feelings, but you need to stop being jealous. Seriously it's only for peace, and not doing it might spur on war and nothing is worth that. If you think that I have to give up everything I believe in to prove my feelings for you then it's impossible because I believe in too many things."

Flabbergasted, Wolfram gulped before prodding Yuuri on, needing to hear a few words from his mouth. They were both standing face to face now next to the bed.

"What are they? Your feelings I mean."

"I…"

"Yes?"

"I… Ireallyloveyouwolfram."

Yuuri spoke so quickly that it was difficult to hear, but the blonde still heard the confession once again and it made him happy. He leaned forward so that he was extremely close to the dark-haired teen's mouth.

"I love you too Yuuri."

Wolfram pressed his lips up against Yuuri's, trying to convey every emotion he was feeling. He was happy yet sad; content yet fearful. He felt safe whenever the one he loved was near him, and comforted in his embrace… Embrace?

Yes, Yuuri had leaned into the kiss and grabbed Wolfram for support causing him to stumble a bit. Hesitantly their lips moved against each other's and they began to lose all coherent thought. It was strange how their fighting ended up these days. They broke apart briefly for breath.

"Wolfram, our 'relationship' is whatever you make of it, and right now I would hope you would like it."

Wolfram nodded before taking the liberty of kissing Yuuri gently once more. Yuuri's knees weakened as Wolfram slid his tongue outside his mouth and brushed it against Yuuri's lower lip. Yuuri jerked backwards in surprise, instantly regretting he had when he saw Wolfram's face.

Yuuri shook off his surprise quickly and pushed Wolfram over onto the bed before leaning over him and kissing him once more. Wolfram didn't attempt to deepen the kiss again to Yuuri's chagrin, and it practically forced him to do it himself. Yuuri slid his tongue against the seam in between the flushed lips against his eliciting a gasp from the blonde. Using the opportunity to its fullest Yuuri pushed his tongue into Wolfram's mouth and almost stopped, not knowing what to do.

His face heated up as Wolfram began to suck lightly on his tongue and press their tongues together, while hugging Yuuri closer to his body. Somewhere Yuuri heard a small moan when Yuuri began to map out Wolfram's mouth, and he couldn't tell who it had come from. Sadly they soon had to break for air, but it didn't last long. Wolfram rolled the two of them over to try and attack Yuuri from above, and Yuuri whimpered for a moment before relaxing. Wolfram attacked his lips with renewed vigor, not really holding back this time.

The make-out session went on for a while and became more and more heated until Yuuri pulled back. Wolfram whimpered quietly at the loss.

"Y-Yuuri?"

He tried to speak slowly while regaining his breath, eyes half-lidded.

"I love you."

"I love you too Yuuri."

His name was spoken affectionately and Yuuri's response was a chaste kiss before he adjusted himself under the sheets. After wolfram followed, Yuuri put his arms around his sides and sighed.

"Good night Wolf."

Wolfram was incredibly hot from their make-out session, but Yuuri didn't seem to understand much about that sort of thing since he stopped so abruptly. That or he was scared, Wolfram couldn't tell. Wolfram's thoughts began to revolve around how innocent the one he loved seemed to be, and if he could change that or be forever doomed to nothing but kisses… even if they were incredible.

Wolfram's thoughts were stopped when he heard the calm breaths coming from Yuuri, and snuggled into his embrace. Listening to Yuuri's heartbeat, he was able to drop all thoughts and fell asleep as well.

Before long the plans regarding the ball were all that was heard around the castle, and things continued as normal besides the preparations. Yuuri cuddled with Wolfram every night, and their arguments grew less frequent over the next four to five days. After that though, the day before the ball, Wolfram was upset again.

Yuuri noticed this without being told, and it hurt him deeply that Wolfram wasn't telling him about it. Finally he prodded Wolfram to spill.

"Okay Wolf, time to give it up."

"H-huh? Give what up Yuuri?"

His innocent act wasn't fooling Yuuri as they stood next to each other in the hallway, having stopped mid-walk.

"Do you expect me to believe that you aren't hiding something from me? Because something is obviously bothering you and I don't know what. You know I care about your feelings right?"

"I really can't tell, especially considering the fact that you haven't said a word about our relationship to anyone."

The word relationship was practically spat out as if it had a vulgar taste, and Yuuri was dumbfounded by his response.

"Wolf… you think that because I don't tell anybody that it's a secret or something? That I'm embarrassed about you or don't really care?"

He nodded his head vigorously, blonde curls flying about his head. A lesser man would have smacked himself in the forehead… well actually Yuuri did that anyway.

"How can you say that? I would never lead you on like that; but I'm sorry that I plan on living for as long as I can!"

"…what do you mean?"

"Do you honestly think that your brothers would sit back and do nothing if they knew what went on between us?"

Wolfram blushed realizing that he was correct.

"Oh."

"Yeah 'Oh.' I guess I can sort of understand your concern, but dammit Wolf, I don't want to die."

Shocked by the vulgarity in his words, Wolfram only nodded. Yuuri smiled and hugged him before taking his hand and walking again.

"Glad we cleared that up. No more secrets k?"

Wolfram nodded only really concentrating on the tingling warmth coming from Yuuri's hand holding his.

Well sorry for the short chappy, but I kinda injured my left hand, so typing is a pain in the ass. Anyhew the next chapter will revolve around the ball, and probably be longer when I can make it. Any ideas for the story would be awesome, so thx in advance.

Anon: Yeah what she said!

Me: Don't just repeat what I say, it's just extra words to type!

Anon: Sorry…

R&R

And now a special thanks to Dragonnia in my awful French:

Je voudrais dire grâce au dragonnia. Je suis heureux vous aime mon histoire, et vous remercie de vos commentaires.