Rage Love and an Honest Proposal ch 10
The rain had started coming down in sheets in the village, Wolfram's
party pretty much keeping to the indoors as it wound down and little
Nessa curled up in his lap and grasping to his chest as he watched the rain
fall down in blankets outside."Rain" as they had named him was amazed
by such falling water, it was unpredictable and beautiful to him yet it
both brought him joy and sorrow at the same time, he did not understand
it at all but little Nessa seemed to have all the answers by just her
cuddling. The small child gave him comfort and brought about an air of
calmness for him. All his friends stood in the back dancing and laughing
and he just sat there by the wood framed window, petting back the small
childs hair as she clung to his blue tunic, exhausted from all the
playing she had done that day.
"You know you spoil her Rain," The girl Mimi said as she walked up
quietly and Wolfram just smiled innocently yet raising a brow.
"Well I guess I just took a liking to her during my recovery."He gave a
small chuckle and shifted the girl in his arms. The ginger haired woman
who was her Mimi smiled again as she saw Rain's eyes training on the
heavy fall of rain.
"We certainly picked a perfect name for you, Rain. You love rain more
than anything yet you act as though you are close friends with fire,
truly amazing." She sighed thinking back o the first time it rained when
"Rain" was there. He had stayed outside through the entire storm,
letting the rain fall onto his body and it seemed to sooth him, making all hs
current sadness go away and help him cope more with days here in the
village. To on lookers it seemed as if he truly was in love with the
element in and of itself thus he was named Rain.
"Really? I think it is fine, I mean I hope oneday to remember my life
as it was, and maybe I can actually become Annessa's papa instead of
mama like she calls me." He gave pretty smile before telling Mimi to sit.
"Why would she call me Mama and I am a male?" he asked curiously and
Mimi gave a small shrug.
"For one you are a demon, demon anatomy is made a lot different than
humans. They are almost like the equivilant of a hermaphrodite in human
terms just a demon male doesn't have female parts as you know, like a,
well, private female part." She cleared her throat with a blush. "So
when you mange to have intercorse with another there is a passage inside
where if sperm gets to it with the right angle and depth, it passes from
there to the womb which is located in a place relatively where a woman
would have them. That is also why demon men are so pretty. Tthey have
both x and y genes and hormones like both genders, and they normally
have larger hips than usual human men for birthing however you can't pass
a baby through your..well you know, or your bottom that;s just
ludocris. It has to be cut out." She was still blushing as Wolfram gaved her a
look that was just shock, the color draining from his face.
"What of those who are half and half?" he asked and Mimi shook her
head. He was amazed to hear that they could not birth children and that
even though a few things were similar they normally didn't have the wombs
nor were they fertile enough to give birth but enough to induce birth
in another female or a full blooded male. It made a few questions come
to the blonde's mind but he waited until a few more people had stopped
eves dropping on their conversation."So do you think I could have had a
child before...before I was found, could I really be a mama? Wait I
thought mama was a female word. Is it bad to use that?" he asked again
Mimi laughed a bit and desided to explain a few more things to him. "No
no no, you see in Shin Makoku words like wife and mother do not have
sex. Wife is just the more submissive party in a marriage and sometimes
is dubbed the one to be the given in the arranged marriage if you are in
one. Like say a marriage is arranged between you and a man. If you are
being given to his family a lot of times you are called his wife, but
at times it is a thing of preference. If you choose to be called husband
and you call him husband so be it, if you like to be called wife or
bride then do that. Mama is the same. Mama is the universal word for one
who soviergns a child, like you give birth you are then the mama. It is
really good to call yourself a childs mother, because that lets them
know you gave birth to them and those who give birth in Shin Makoku get
even gretter respect. Such things like that is why women are popular to
rule as well."
Rain nodded a bit surprised at the things he was hearing. "Wow, a
really, unique way to do things. How come I don't rember that yet I can
remember your human customs?" he asked and tilted his head to the side not
really intending her to answer the question. She shook her head and
wished him a goodnight, telling the blonde to make sure the small girl got
put to bed and that he himself got plenty of rest for tomorrow he was
going to have to help her do a few things at the house and she wanted
him to take Nessa fishing, so they would have some time together. Mimi
really hated to see the blonde so broken and confused and even more to
leave him but she couldn't stay, she didn't want him thinking they could
be together intimately or anything.
"Goodbye everyone, I hope you get home safely in this rain," he
breathed quietly as he carried Nessa in his arms back to the bedroom and laid
her down on the blankets on the bed. She was so peacefully asleep that
she didn't even bother to move when he laid her down, just mumbled her
usual, "Mama." With care, Rain smiled and went to tidy up after the
small party, washing the dishes they had dirtied, looking from the sink to
a random plate often. It was a simple task, until lightning started to
strike.
A bolt struck so very close to the cabin that he jumped, and jumped
even more whe his eyes turned back to the water. When his eyes had trained
on the pool he could have sworn that he saw a blue crying serpant, or
was that a dragon. He didn't know, but it shocked him so much that he
closed his eyes and when they were reopened he saw nothing but a shakey
pool of liquid. To him that was a cue to get out of the cabin and find
soemthign else to do for a while. He felt like going for a walk in the
rain, just simply letting the water seep into his skin and clear his
doubts.
Checking on Nessa one more time Rain decided to step out. As soon as he
walked beneath he fall of rain he sighed, it was as though he was
becoming one with the rain, it was the best thing he had felt ever. Nothing
he thought could compare to the feeling it gave him. Walking through
the falling sheets was even better still as it hit his face at just the
right angel, massaged his hair and peting over his skin like it were a
human loving it's cat. Other's beheld him at times and said when it came
to rain it was as though he knew a nymph of water who visited him
during those times and they made love beneath the blanket of night. Wolfram
didn't know anything of that but he did know it felt better than any
lover he could remember, which was no lover, so still it remained to be
the top of the line
His full lips took in a few drips as he tiped back his wet head, his
emerald eyes closed gently. He was concentrating...his worries drifting.
It was as if nothing could match the riplets of water rolling down his
soft skin and the pleasure going to the pit of his stomach. Oh yes it
was proof that he truly was a healthy young man. His tunic soon was
removed to show just his thin white under-tunic helping the water get even
closer to him. He wanted more and more always.
Thanks to the rain, such a shirt was practically see through, the
fabric showing off nipples hardened by the cold rain and the pink of them
showing through. He didn't much care however for the only men in the
village. Most were married, too old, or too young for him and he found he
didn't have much of an attraction to women any how. That thought caused
him to laugh. He always dreamed of being taken, and it made him feel
dirty; but thankfully it was always the same person...the voice that was
young but demanding and loving, with black hair soft to the touch,
tanned skin rippled with muscles form some sort of sport and...well much
more graphic things that I am sure he would appreciate me not to share.
The saddest thing however was the fact that not once was he able to see
the person's face. They were always a mystery.
He was in deep thought about this whe he heard the lighting crack again
and a horse squeal in the area. He turned around in no time and saw a
horse speeding at him, a person in the saddle. The person was unknown to
rain but some how he seemed slightly familiar from just the way he held
himself. The man wore a black cloak over his person that hid his face
in the wind and rain, and all that could be defined from the other was
that he had a young voice.
"Hold on! It's okay! I won't hurt you!" the person shouted loudly, to
be heard by his horse over the wind and pelting rain.
Rain narrowed his eyes to try to get a better sight as the other still
came full on until a bolt of lighting made his entire body jump and
before he was aware he had a heavy body toppling over on him. The blonde
was pinned to the ground hard, his bottom sore as it struck the muddy
earth beneath and his locks splashing down as well. The body groaned
above him as the horse sped off into the night and he braced his hands next
to the lithe body he was leering over.
"I am so sorry! I didn't know he would get so terribly spooked! You see
I have never been much of a rider." The voice spoke, the young male
fighting to push back his hood. When the hood was removed and he was met
with the emerald green eyes of the one known as Rain, he went blank. All
the black haired and black eyed boy could think and ask himself. 'Is
this a dream? Is he really there?' was all that came to mind as the
innocent confused eyes looked over him and Yuuri smiled. "Wolfram!" he
breathed, leaning in to softly capture the pink wet lips petting over the
shocked boy's cheek before he passed out completely.
Rain just lay there for the longest time, confused beyond all reason by
the other and touching his lips. It had made his heart jump and he felt
like he wanted to cry..but why? He wondered. Carefully he lifted up the
frame of the young man and carried him to Mimi's place, lightly
knocking on the door.
"Yes yes just a moment," came the swet voice as she moved down the
stairs to open her front door. Mimi herself was surprised to see what she
saw as well, her eyes grewing wide as a Mazoku silver dollar before she
ushered the two in. "Come come, get out of the rain before you catch a
cold. Where did you find him? Is he demon or human?" she asked getting
out warm blankets and dry clothes.
"Well he sorta of found me miss, he fell off his horse and on to me
because the horse was fearful of the storm. He seemed weary from his
journey, maybe he is hallucinating?" he said and Mimi only asked him why he
would say such about the other as she stripped the new guest down to
his skivvies. "Well you see...when he fell on top of me he of course
apologized like anyone should but once he saw me I saw this great sadness
and such fill his eyes before he called me by the name of Wolfram and
kissed me! It was odd." He choose not to meantion how this kiss made him
feel, he was prolly just scared so that was why his heart jumped like
it did or surprised. That had to be it.
"Alright well, it can be probable since he must have fainted shortly
after." There was hesitation in the womans eyes then but she smiled as
she had Wolfram help her move the boy up to the top guest room and lie
him down to a warm dry bed. "Now you go home and change as well, and make
sure little Nessa is still asleep too, and no more late night rain
walks, got me?" she demanded and Rain nodded and gave a soft chuckle. "I
will call you in the morning when he wakes, you just get rest and we wil
discuss this tomorrow," she said shooing him out and back to his home
before she too straightened out her pink frilly night gown that hung
loose off one shoulder and went up to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a
complicated day now that this visitor had arrived.
Wolfram didn't take long to rise when morning finally came. He dressed
and bathed all within the first hour of sunrise. The blonde washed his
clothing that had been soaked in rain water and mud from last nights
visitor, after having dressed and bathed. The sun was shining brightly
on that day after the rain, in ways it was mocking the young one's
heart. So now Rain was without the rain in the land but...somehow it seemed
the rain in his heart wouldn't stop. There was something about that
visitor that made him unsteady. Still, with the sun shining and birds
singing he had no right to question so he simply walked back inside, his
hands in his pockets. What could little Rain do about something he knew
nothing about? Mimi knew nothing either...or at least she pretended not
to.
It was nearly mid day before the litte Nessa peeked her head around the
corner at Wolfram and smiled that smile that had won him over ages ago.
With such a thing he had to smile back even beyond his own inner
feelings. "Hi Nessa, glad to se you are awake." He walked back in the house
and into the kitchen where he seemed strangely at home. "How about some
lunch to start the day off alright?" he asked and tucked a few blonde
strands behind his ear, taking a glance over at the sword that rested in
a chair. He remembered when he had first came here, he remembered it
was months ago and that sword...that sword had been rested in his hands.
The blonde however had vowed never to touch it again, it had been
covered in blood, much as he had, but he didn't have the will to kill now.
Nessa however saw his hesitation and bounced in front of him, her
little curls flouncing about in the most addicting volume it could. "Come on
Rain! Let's make breakfast together!" she gave him a giggle and ran
toward the kitchen. The little one still very much believed that the
blonde was her mother, he had to be...she lost her mommy and he looked so
much like her mom. So Nessa vowed that she would slowly work her way into
his heart and help him remember her and then let her know where her
Daddy was. So she waited, little Nessa waited with onyx eyes set in joy at
the kitchen table.
"Alright I'm coming. How about some eggs and bacon for lunch, with
pancakes?" he asked and reached into their storage area for the eggs and
pork. He knew it was his little friend's favorite meal so he cooked it
for her with care, making sure the pancakes were perfectly golden brown
on each side and cooked all the way through. He used to mess up so bad
on her favorite dish but Mimi had taught him well, teaching him exactly
how to do it as though he had never cooked before which his skills
would clearly suggest. Doing dinners at times helped him think he actually
had skills outside of battle and magic, both scared him to no end and a
voice kept telling him in his head that war was wrong and that he
should always find and alternate path, however the voice was not his own.
He placed the freshly cooked meal on the table for Nessa and just as he
himself was about to sit to eat Mimi walked in. She looked cold and
rigid, almost as though she had been fighting for something all night
long. She cast a glance to Anessa and smiled the best she could then looked
back to the blonde Rain. "Come, Rain. I believe there is someone who
wishes to speak with you. The visitor from last night wishes to speak
with you and I believe...there is much to tell the both of you." She
bowed softly and told Nessa to stay and eat her dinner, that Rain would be
back with her in no time at all.
And thus Rain followed her. His heart weighed further and further down
with each step. The young man honestly did not wish to meet with the
visitor, he just wanted the other to be mended and sent away. His heart
clamped and seizured with each moment he thought of him and, that kiss
had made him feel too odd for words. He felt love in it and it scared
him for he still did not know who he was. His steps were for once slow
and shallow as he moved to Mimi's home, and she did not ask him to move
any faster, she simply walked in silence and opened the door to him when
he finaly reached his destination.
It was then that Rain came face to face with the visitor once again,
the black haired and black eyed boy came at him swiftly, flinging his
arms around his neck. "Wolfram...oh God Wolfram I have missed you so
much!" he sobbed into the hair and Rain's eyes grew wide, he recognized the
name, he shouldn't have recognized it. He quickly pushed the other back
and stared at Mimi.
"Who are you? I don't know you. My name is Rain," he stated in a panic.
What was this? What was going on? He looked to Mimi for comfort as she
always seemed to be able to give it to him. "Mimi?" he asked and she
shook her head, taking both boy's hands and laying them over.
"Rain...This is what you need to know. This is Yuuri...your fiance,
the demon king," she breathed and Yuuri looked to her with confusion and
took his hand back and pulled Wolfram away from her, and to his chest.
"What do you mean? what is going on and why doesn't he know about me?
What have you done to him!" Yuuri breathed short of breath. After so
long without him, after so very long with no Wolfram in his arms and
asleep by him at night, he was frustrated. The woman had told him she knew
of the two, that she knew of thier engagment so why didn't Wolfram
remember him?
Mimi sighed. "Wolfram, has amnessia...he took it when he fell from the
bridge during battle and he floated down stream, somehow landing
here,and in this village. I am still curious as to how that happened and how
you managed to get here Yuuri...but that is the truth." She looked over
them both and again Wolfram pushed form Yuuri's arms. He was too
confused and lost in the moment. Where was all this going? He looked to her
caramel eyes for comfort but found none there.
"You are as he says, you are Wolfram Von Beilifelt, the son of Lady
Celi and you have two brother's. You my dear are a prince and engaged to
Yuuri, the king of the demon's." She looked to Yuuri and gave a smile
that he recognized right away. "Daddy Yuuri...I am quite ashamed you
don't remember your own daughter." She gave him a tear full set of eyes
that matched with her ginger hair that could only be one person.
"Greta!" he shouted in surprise. "How can...wait..why are you so much
older...you are...You are so pretty..." he laughed and he so wanted to
hug her but he was still worried. He could tell it was greta now, he
could see it but, why was she so old and where was he. However just when
he was about to ask more he heard a small voice pipe up behind them.
"Daddy...DADDY YOUR BACK!" came little Anessa's voice as she leaped
into Yuuri's arms. Everyone in the room at that moment froze, speechless
in the moment.
Gunter sat outside in his garden of roses, sipping at a cup of tea that
had been sat out for him by Gwendal. He had been sitting in wait for
his now fiance for quite sometime. Again Gwendal was late but yet again
Gunter would not complain. He missed his majesty, and he prayed every
hour for his safe return yet he also prayed for the little life that
rested within him, growing to maturity each day. The mage most certainly
could not disagree with that little life. He loved it even though it had
yet to be born and he strangely felt a soft blush cover his face as he
remembered just how it came to be.
He lowered his hand to his stoamch and pet over it. "Ah...I hope you
will look just like his majesty with big innocent eyes and a heart of
gold..." he cooed and leaned back, his garden around him soothing his
soul.
"I sure hope he doesn't look like his majesty..then I would have to
question your fidelity," came the voice of Gwendal from behind him. The
man managed to give a smile and Gunter blushed. He knew he was the only
one to see that smile after all these years that he gave more than a
twitch of a smile.
"Oh Gwendal...I thought you weren't going to come, it is getting hot
out here now I was just about to go inside." He gave a smile and offered
tea to the prince in green. "You have been so busy lately...I started
to worry that you would even remember today."
Gwendal shook his head and placed a hand to Gunter's hand. "You aren't
my servant Gunter, You are my fiance and the one who my child will be
born from. I can pour the tea," he stated and took it from Gunter,
giving the other a bit more tea himself before reaching into his pocket.
"Here, this is why I am late." He coughed and with a slight blush he
pushed a wrapped box toward Gunter, a beautiful bow tied to the top.
Gunter smile with happiness and gave the ultimate fanboy squeal. With a
few swift motions he unwraped the box to find a set of baby garments.
It was an adorable jumper with the words. 'Papa loves me' knitted into
the front and a small animal that favored a kitty underneath. The color
was a rich purple, almost royal in it's hue and felt soft to the touch
as though Gwendal had knitted it with suade. "Purple?" he smiled at
Gwendal in questioning.
"Well...I didn't know if it would be a boy or a girl...so purple is a
unisex color...or so mother told me." He took a sipp of his tea,
ignoring the gaze of his love for a moment before Gunter gave a soft chuckle.
"Well I think it is quite charming, our child will love it as much
as..as I love you." he smiled and gave a gasp when he felt the life kick
within him. Gwendal had started to rise form his chair but Gunter only
told him of his condition and the man calmed quickly. "How are you
fairing with his majesty? Are you searching for him?" he asked and gave
Gwendal a slight pained look but let it dessolve to affection and
adoration.
"We have Yosak tracking him, Conrad stated it wouldn't be wise to call
an all out attempt on him as he would simply order the soldeirs away
and it would also cause civil unrest with the kingdom," he stated and
looked over to Gunter. "But that is another matter, I do my duties and I
expect you to worry about taking care of yourself and our child, your
usual worry and stress over the king will not be healthy." Gwendal
demaned slightly jealous of the tug his majesty always seemed to have on his
fiance.
"Ah...but I worry more about you than his highness now, Gwendal...or
have you forgotten a few nights passed? I love you Gwendal and...I would
much appreciate it if my fiance slept in the bed with me from time to
time instead of sleeping across the room in a chair," he stated to
Gwendal's current postition of waiting till Gunter has gone to sleep to
sneak in his room and sleep by his bedside, watching to make sure he
doesn't need help in the late hours of the night.
Gwendal's only reply was a blush and he leaned forward. "Very well. An
equal trade...you wear that gown I made you and I will sleep with you
tonight and every night from here on out," he breathed and gave Gunter a
kiss. Things were happy here and he knew it. Gwendal was worried for
his brother and his king even if he never said so but his heart wouldn't
allow him to leave the side of Gunter for a moment. He had a child on
the way, and he was truly in love. And from what Yosak had sent word
of...Yuuri was just fine, and Wolfram and he were safe.