Title: Sword Dance

Summary: Yozak and Conrad show Wolfram and Yuuri about swordsmanship and distractions
….

The air was quite calm, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining just right. Over all, it seemed like a good day. Except for the fact that there was still work to be done.

"Yuuri! Keep your sword up and push back!" Wolfram said annoyingly.

"I was trying to! But I got distracted." Yuuri grumbled.

Yozak grinned as he looked down from his perch on a tree branch. Yeah, Yuuri sure seemed distracted. Something shiny caught his eyes and he looked up. Gwendal was looking down from his office. Yozak sighed, it was the signal he was waiting for. He cast one last glance before leaving as secretly as he came.

…..

"Come on Yuuri!" Wolfram scoffed as Yuuri sat down on the ground tiredly. After Yozak had left, they had kept on practicing for a few more hours.

"Stop being so lazy! And get a move on!" Wolfram tapped his foot on the ground.

"I'm tired. I'm out. No more." Yuuri wheezed.

"You almost had it." Wolfram admitted, smiling slightly.

"Heika, Von Bielefeld." Conrart spoke up as he walked over to them.

"How is the practice going?" Conrart smiled.

"The Wimp is tired!" Wolfram scoffed.

"We've been practicing for hours!" Yuuri snapped.

"If you concentrated instead of being distracted every time we might get somewhere!" Wolfram admonished Yuuri. Conrart laughed as Yuuri blushed embarrassedly.

"Wolfram!" Yuuri squeaked out, shooting a glance at Conrart.

"Heika, You need to learn, though. Distractions just help make you better." Conrart advised.

"See!" Wolfram folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Yes, yes. I know it is like a dance." Yuuri grumbled.

…

"Heika! Don't mind them. I believe you are doing great! A bit more work, but great nonetheless for such a short time of practice!" A soft voice reached their ears.

"Yozak!" Yuuri grinned, beaming a bit proudly at the fact that someone had complimented him. Yozak smiled as he flicked some of his hair back.

"Why all dressed up?" Wolfram frowned.

"That is top secret Von Bielefeld." Yozak grinned as Wolfram sulked.

"When you leaving?" Conrart asked curiously.

"Why?" Yozak eyed Conrart warily.

"Do you have time to show how the sword dance should look?" Conrart asked.

"Why, I think I can manage." Yozak grinned. Yuuri stood up excitedly and moved away. Wolfram threw his sword at Yozak before moving back with Yuuri. Yozak caught it and took some steps back. Conrart smiled, before he lunged forward. Yozak brought his sword up blocking every one of Conrart's strikes. Back and forth they went.

…

Yuuri looked in awe. They made it look like an actual dance. Yozak's skirt would swirl around him, rising a little higher than it should be at times. His feet did not wobble, did not slip, and did not sink down.

…..

Wolfram eyed them critically, looking at every thing. He could tell when Yozak's skirt rode up showing more of his legs by looking at Conrart. Wolfram smirked as Conrart's eyes once again looked down before immediately looking back up. Wolfram also noticed those were the times when Yozak would make a comeback. Wolfram was amazed at Conrart's concentration and how Yozak knew exactly how to break Cornart's concentration for a few seconds, for in the end that was all he needed.

…..

Conrart lunged at Yozak at a short range. Yozak tried blocking it, but with a sudden motion and a flick of his wrist Conrart had disarmed Yozak. They both stood there panting and trying to regain their breath.

"Wow! That did look like a dance!" Yuuri muttered in amazement.

"You two have been practicing longer than us. Of course you two will be great." Wolfram grumbled. Conrart and Yozak knew it was his way of saying that he was impressed with their swordsmanship.

"Well, glad you two have enjoyed. Glad I could be of service, but I have to retouch my make up, probably change my clothes while I'm on it." Yozak pouted as he looked down at his sweaty dress.

"Since it is my fault, you want me to help you?" Conrart asked a very innocent question. Wolfram rolled his eyes while Yuuri just thought it was a nice thing to do. Yozak raised an eyebrow and threw the sword back to Wolfram. He then just turned around and walked of. Conrart excused himself and followed Yozak.

….

"I didn't think skirts could be so distracting." Conrart admitted.

"Well, from my experience, skirts are a great weapon and a great weakness." Yozak laughed.

"May be they wouldn't be such a weakness if, maybe, just maybe, they were a bit longe and covered more of your legs." Conrart pointed out.

"Now, what would be the fun of that?" Yozak pouted, before grabbing his bag and casting one last glance at the mirror.

"Lots." Conrart grumbled.

"Uhu. I'll be back as soon as I can." Yozak bent down and kissed Conrart on the cheek, leaving an imprint of his red lips on Conrart's cheek.

…

"Hey, Wolfram." Yuuri started while he took of his shoes.

"Hmm?" Wolfram placed his sword on top of the bed.

"Why don't you wear a skirt next time we practice?"

"WHAT!"

"ACCKKKK! IT WAS JUST A SUGGEESTION!"

"WIMP!"

Title: Silver

Summary: the finding of a new dress makes the perfect gift!

Yozak cocked his head to the right, mouth set in a line, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought.

Right there was the most beautiful dress he'd ever seen. It was a beautiful silver color. The material was, of course, silk, for that store only had the best of the best. Yozak sighed and stared longingly at the dress.

He could never afford such a dress. Yes, he could ask for money but when would he use that dress? It was too nice for his type of jobs. Yozak could still dream, right? He could just imagine how it would feel, the nice, smooth silk on his skin. It would probably accent his curves even more.

Shinou, he sounded like such a girl, didn't he? Yozak noticed the clerk was ready to kick him out so he turned around and walked out of the store.

"Find anything special?" Conrart asked Yozak as he met him for lunch.

"Yeah." Yozak sighed wistfully.

"Oh?" Conrart looked around and frowned seeing no bag.

"It was too expensive." Yozak explained.

"Too expensive? I did not know expensive was in your vocabulary." Conrart mused.

"But you should of seen it! It was exquisite! A beautiful silvery color!" Yozak smiled dreamily. Conrart smiled in amusement.

"Anyways, too expensive. What about you?" Yozak asked.

"I'm actually not done. I have to head back for something." Conrart sighed tiredly.

"I have to go back, though. Gwendal has something for me." Yozak smiled apologetically.

"Its fine." Cornart smiled and saw Yozak leave before turning around and heading to the store he saw Yozak come out last.

Right after going in, he saw the dress that Yozak had fallen in love with. There, stood the silvery dress. Conrart saw that it was methodically made. He grinned as he eyes the dress. Yozak could probably go on and on describing the dress, which he guesses comes from having to learn everything about being a woman.

"Can we help you, sir?" A lady walked over to him.

"Sure, I want that silver dress made to this measurements." Conrart held a paper up to the lady.

"Sir, that dress?" the lady looked at the measurements and than pointed at the silver dress in amazement.

"Yes." Conrart nodded.

"That is going to be expensive." The lady warned.

"The money is no problem, trust me." Conrart smiled. The lady blushed and nodded.

"Come back in two weeks and we'll have it ready." The lady then rushed off.

Conrart smiled, shot one last glance at the dress, before heading back to the castle.

….

"Conrart! Can I take this off!" Yozak whined as he walked slowly down the hall. Conrart tugged Yozak forward, step by step.

"Nope. It is a surprise."

"I can tell that. But I feel weird with the blindfold on." Yozak pouted.

"Do not worry, we are almost there." Conrart stopped for a moment to open the door to his room.

"Slowly, here we go." Conrart pulled Yozak in and closed the door.

"Do not tell me you brought me here to take advantage of me." Yozak teased.

"Turn around." Conrart helped Yozak turn and look in the right direction.

"Can I look now?" Yozak asked impatiently.

"Yes!" Conrart took the blindfold off. Yozak winced a bit by the light. He couldn't keep in the gasp when his brain registered the silver dress laying there on the bed.

"Conrart!" Yozak turned to Conrart, shocked.

"its yours." Conrart smiled.

"its wonderful! This is great!" Yozak grabbed the dress and held it up. He looked at the mirror and smiled as he twirled around with it.

"Happy anniversary." Conrart muttered as he wrapped his arms around Yozak's waist, placing his chin on Yozak's shoulder.

"Thank you." Yozak couldn't stop smiling.

"You are welcome." Conrart muttered, placing a kiss on Yozak's neck. Yozak just smiled happily, eyes shining with joy.

Title: Four of Diamonds

Pairing: C/Y Y/W

Warning: just a kiss, nothing else…..

Summary: In search for lost cards, and a kiss is given.

"Okay, so we win how?" Wolfram raised an eyebrow as he looked down at his cards.

"Well, the one with the most pairs wins." Yuuri smiled.

"Why do I get a feeling this game is stupid?" Wolfram scowled, starring at his cards.

"Come on your Excellency, this isn't so bad. I played with Greta." Yozak grinned starring at his cards.

"Well, should we get started?" Conrart asked, looking at the rest of the people.

"No, wait. There are hearts, diamonds, spades and clubs?" Wolfram asked, eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. Yuuri beamed at Wolfram, happy he was finally getting into the game.

"Do we have to say that, though?' Yozak asked feeling weird at saying such a word.

"Well, what you want to say?" Yuuri asked.

"How about Morgif." Conrart

"Yeah!" Yozak agreed.

"Well, how about we start?" Yuuri smiled, looking at his cards and getting ready to make his move.

"Wait a second….." Yuuri frowned, remembering something.

"I am missing some of the cards! We can't play if we don't have al the cards!" Yuuri groaned.

"Well, where did you put them, wimp?" Wolfram scowled.

"Well, I know great was playing with them, but I'm not sure where she placed them."

The rest just groaned, knowing very well those cards can be anywhere.

"Wasn't she at Gwendal's office not too long ago?" Yozak brought up.

"I'll check there." Wolfram stood up.

"I'll go check her room and the other places she plays." Conrart sighed, standing up.

"I'll check the halls." Conrart volunteered.

"I'll ask around." Yozak grinned.

"Why exactly are we looking for?" Yozak asked, as he moved the down halls in search with anyone with information.

"Hmm, some cards." Conrart shrugged, looking around some tables, but finding nothing.

"Where do little girls put most things?" Yozak mumbled.

"I do not know, where do they Yozak?" Conrart grinned. Yozak just gave him a look, because no sooner had he looked at Conrart that he was falling forwards.

"Whoa!" Yozak gasped as he held into Conrart's arm to keep from falling.

"What was that?" Conrart frowned, looking down at Yozak. Yozak groaned and looked up. His breath caught in his throat, for his and Conrart's face were centimeters away.

"I do not know." Yozak whispered, finding himself drowning in Conrart's brown pools.

Conrart close the distance between them, lips locking in a tender kiss.

"There!" Voice called out, making Yozak and Conrart separate immediately. They looked at each other a bit embarrassedly.

"Hey, you two find it?" Yuuri called out, with Greta standing right next to him. Yozak blinked confused, before looking down. There on the floor, was a card, and the rest were hiding behind a table.

"Well, we can play now, here they are."

"Play?"

"We are playing go fish." Yuuri smiled at his daughter who squealed happily.

"Well, the four of diamonds." Yozak smiled, bending down to pick up the card that brought him a kiss.