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chochowilliams :::; ^-^ I'm glad you liked the Murata scene, but to be honest, I just didn't have a reason for him to be there at that time so I said he forgot…lol

NatsumiMichiko :::; Yep. The ending was fluffy…didn't notice till U said something about it though, ^-^ and I feel bad for Gwendal too…though it is his own fault…kinda…

Miyuki Meiru :::; I know right? I like Micah better than Kei but its Wolfie and Yuu-Chan's choice…lol

jspgnh1234 :::; I think you're the biggest fan of this fanfic, including AL, lol which is a good thing, and I'm glad my story isn't getting slow or boring.

Yurataki :::; I take it you haven't read the fic, Accepting Love, but that's OK. lol

I'll explain.

Mazoku males are pregnant for more than nine months, they are for all twelve months, only in the final two months (some times in the last month) will the male's stomach get bigger, I don't know why the males are so thin through-out the pregnancy, they just are. lol ^-^


{ Set one week (almost a month) after events of chap. 8 }

Yuuri and Murata sat on the banks of a river near Blood Pledge Castle, it was about thirty minutes from lunch-time and they were only ten minutes away. Though neither wanted to move, both comfortable just sitting on the edge of the bank with their feet in the cool, slow flowing water.

The sun was high but their eyes were shielded from the bright light by the canopy of full green-leaved trees above their heads, the wind was gentle and warm, a cooling effect cast over the two teens.

Murata sat under a tree that was close enough to the river to where he could still have his feet in the water, his back up against the trunk, his eyes shut, his glasses in his hand by his side.

Yuuri sat a good arms length away from his friend, who appeared to be sleeping. Yuuri was tired too, but he didn't want to fall asleep, even though the combined feeling of the warm spring breeze and the cool river was so comfortable and calming.

"Oi, Shibuya?" Murata's voice was soft, tired even, as if he had just woken up from a nights sleep.

Yuuri leaned back on his hands, turning his head to look a Murata. "Yeah?"

"I haven't seen Blood around…where is he?"

Yuuri blinked and turned back to stare at the river, his hands still behind him. Where was Blood? He hadn't talked to or seen the other for weeks, not since just before the giant cat event.

Blood…?

No answer. Where could he be? Was he resting inside him? Yuuri sighed and turned to look at his friend. "I don't know. I haven't seen him in weeks."

"Have you talked to him?" Murata's voice was low, as if thinking up a reason.

Yuuri shook his head in answer and Murata turned his eyes to the tree branches above him. The leaves swayed as the cool breeze blew by gently, sparkling diamond-like dots of sunlight shone between the branches and leaves.

"I wonder where he is…or what he is up too…"

Yuuri turned and glared at his friend. "Blood isn't becoming Soushu again." Yuuri's voice was sharp and commanding, determination to convince Murata of it in his black eyes.

Rolling his head, Murata saw Yuuri's determination. "Yuuri…" rolling his head back to look up, "You do trust far to easily."

"Murata. I would know if he was becoming like he was. I would feel it." Yuuri said, his tone softer.

Murata smiled, not a happy smile, a smile that was laughing at one's stupidity. "I assume Blood told you that…"

Yuuri nodded with confidence, his black eyes narrowed, his mouth in a near tight line. Murata's pity smile never left his face as he shook his head.

Sighing, "Well," Standing, he placed his glasses back on his face and smiled the real, friendly smile he normally wore. Picking up his shoes, he offered Yuuri a hand. "We should head back."


{ Set four weeks (a mouth) after events of (Chap. 7) scene above }

Murata sat beside the avalanche of books he had yet to clean up, he was trying to find that one book that had been the cause of his headache, many of the girls had offered to clean it up weeks ago but he had told them to leave it be, now, he wished he hadn't said that.

He picked up an arm full of books and dropped them onto his lap, lifting them one by one to see if one of them was the book he had been wanting for about a week or so. He pushed them all away when he didn't find the book.

After thirty minutes of looking, he pushed all the books away from him and let out a roar of frustration loud enough to echo though out the Hall of Books but quite enough to never escape the room. "This is just to frustrating! I never should of climbed up the shelf!"

Murata picked up a book and threw it as hard and as far as he could, said book it the door of the Library, the young teen continued this while kicking the books near his feet.

Lifting another book into the air, the young bespectacled sage froze on the spot…his dark brown eyes widened to the point they hurt. His hand holding the book fell to his side after he dropped the book, slowly, his eyes wondered over the books on the floor.

He had lost his temper over something like this…he felt his eyes widen even further, behind his eyes, he felt something burning.

I can't be…

Murata realized he was crying, he didn't know why, shock?, anger?, denial?, happiness…? He didn't know, all he knew was he couldn't believe it, and he had known it too, known Shinou had planned it, he just didn't want to believe it.

Dark brown eyes narrowed, he picked up a few more books and threw them in every which way, uncaring of where they landed.

"Damn you Shinou!" He shouted, eyes closing tightly. That man was always doing things like this to him, Shinou didn't know how to love, didn't know what love was or is. Everytime Shinou was being nice or loveable...it was all an act...everytime they made love, Shinou always had some plot in mind, always planning something. Murata kept throwing the books, uncaring if the book he wanted was among them.

Murata felt strong fingers wrap around his wrists, stilling his movements, he opened his eyes to see Shinou kneeling before him, sitting on him really, pinning his legs still. Murata struggled and finally pulled his legs from under the king.

Sitting up on his knees, he tried to pull his wrists free but couldn't, his head bowed so he didn't have to look at the blue-eyed king, Murata's dark brown eyes were opened wide, looking at the floor though his tears. "Calm down my young sage."

Murata shook his head, tears flowing freely down his face, he felt a horrible headache coming, knowing it was from his crying but he couldn't stop, he didn't want all those facts about Shinou to be facts, but he couldn't deny it. Shinou only knew how to plot, the worst of it all, he never once consulted Murata...not once.

"I hate you!" Murata opened his eyes as he yelled at Shinou, kicking and fighting to get free but nothing he did worked. His entire body stilled as Shinou kissed him, not on his cheek or forehead, no, right on the lips.

Yes...Shinou never asked, not about anything...would Murata still feel this way if Shinou had asked? Or would I still be upset...?

Tears stung his eyes and burned down his cheeks, Murata clasped his eyes shut tightly in attempt to stop the tears. "Why can't you just leave me be?!" Murata cried, startling the blonde king.


{ Following scene is day after scene above }

Gunter dragged a tired, pregnant Yuuri from his bedroom down the hall toward his office to work on paper-work and to start their history and etiquette lessons. Yuuri wasn't walking, Gunter had him by the wrist and waist, that way he wouldn't fall to the floor.

"Gunter…! 'M tired…!" Yuuri mumbled as his eyelids started to drop over his eyes, another yawn escaping past his lips.

Gunter stopped and Yuuri had fallen forward, bumping into his advisor. "Mm?" Yuuri asked, almost asleep again. Why was he so tired? He had gone to sleep early the night before, he had fallen asleep fast because he had wasted a lot of energy crying again...he remembered having a bad dream but couldn't remember what had upset him.

"Your majesty!" Gunter cried, turning to face the young teen with tears in his eyes. "Poor Heika! I knew you two shouldn't sleep in the same room! Let alone same bed!"

Yuuri blinked and stood up straight, looking up at the taller man. "What? Gunter, what are you talking about?"

"Your tired because Wolfram did something improper to you! Don't be afraid to tell me!" Gunter cried, throwing his arms over the Yuuri's shoulders. Yuuri's eyes widened and smiled nervously, trying to push the taller, heavier man off of him. "Don't be afraid to tell me, I will protect you!"

"Gunter! Come on! Get off me!" Yuuri wined, leaning away from the sobbing advisor/teacher. "Gunter!" He tried again, but of course, Gunter was sobbing to violently to notice Yuuri yelling at him to get off.

Yuuri sighed, rolling his large black eyes to the heavens. "Gunter…I've been with Wolfram many times before…that why I'm pregnant…" He added in a soft mutter. "He and I didn't do anything last night." A small pause and Yuuri spoke up. "Please, get off." Yuuri asked, trying to push the arms around his neck off of him but he was tired, so he was still trapped.

"Yuuri?!" Said person paled visibly and winced as he turned his head to see an angry Wolfram.

Yuuri put on a smile, though he knew Wolfram was going to yell at him and call him a cheater because Gunter was clinging. "Hay, Wolf." another yawn. "Mind helping?"

Emerald eyes filled with flames softened. "Why are you so tired?" Yuuri shrugged the best he could with Gunter on him and smiled the best he could while tired. "I dunno, could you please get Gunter off me?"

Wolfram grabbed onto Gunter's coller and pulled him from Yuuri, now standing between them, Wolfram faced Yuuri. "Why was he clinging to you in the first place?" He asked, Yuuri yawned before he could answer, giving Gunter time to answer.

"Because! Heika is tired because you did something indecent to him last night!" Gunter cried, trying to reach his king once again. Wolfram blinked and then looked back to Yuuri.

"He assumed," Yuuri sighed, moving to sit down near the wall, eyes closing. Gunter's sobs ceased and both men standing looked at their king with worry.

"Yuuri? Are you OK?" Wolfram asked, kneeling to be level with Yuuri's tired gaze.

The young teen looked up at his lover and blinked, he was really tired, he opened his mouth to talk but his voice abandoned him, he shut his mouth and shook his head. That was a mistake, he felt as if a metal stake had just been hammered into his head.

"Yuuri?" Wolfram's voice sounded fuzzy and distance, as if they were a wall apart or something.

Blood?

There was no answer.

Blood? Yuuri tried again, holding his head, black eyes shut tightly. What's happening? Blood?

No answer. Was Murata right? no. Blood just wasn't answering...but then...why?

"Yuuri!" Wolfram's voice was louder but still sounded far away.

"Heika!?" That was Gunter…he sounded just like Wolfram's voice...far away and fuzzy, as if they were floating away from each-other.

Blood…? Where…? Yuuri's thoughts slurred and he felt himself drift, where was he drifting to? He felt like he was on air, just floating...titling back and forward, side to side...it felt odd but comfortable.

Where…Blood…? Where…? …are you…?

Wolfram wrapped his arms around Yuuri as the young teen fell forward, completely unresponsive. Yuuri was asleep, or fading into sleep, both men looked at each other then back to the boy in Wolfram's arms.


A/N::: Review please…I'll love you forever!…unless it's a mean comment…then I'll feel sad…lol

I understand; it's a bit confusing, but time jumps just happen. Yuuri would now fully be at the seven mouth mark. Before he was really close to I just said he was seven mouths along, sorry for any confusion.

I also realize this chapter is really short and I am really sorry for it but no new events between Yozak/Conrad and Gwendal/Gunter worth telling happened.

Sry making Shinou/Murata's relationship so…complicated…and I'll explain Murata's situation soon enough.

Murata: But I'm a half mazoku!

Me: I understand that …

Murata: So why--!*drops head onto my shoulder*

Me: O.O = -_-" *pats his head gently* Well, we (everyone) just assume you r half…there is not proof confirming or denying…

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((( Sry Chapt. is so short )))

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