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A/N::: This fic is NOT dead, I'm just sick and haven't been able to write.

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Yuuri shivered, he sat up so quickly his head spun. Sneezing, Yuuri looked around, he was back in his room. The sun had gone down, the moon was pretty high. It must be awhile after dinner.

Wait.

Yuuri looked to the other side of his bed. …where was Wolfram? Guess that was why he was so cold.

"Wolfram?" Yuuri called though no answer came. Was he out on patrol? Why this late? Well, it isn't unusual for him to be out late but why hadn't the blonde told him? Had he? Did he just not remember?

Yuuri lay back in bed slowly, letting the softness of the bedding comfort him enough to allow him to drift to sleep slowly.

Hadn't he been in the hall-way with Gunter and Wolfram only minuets before? He had called for Blood but said teen hadn't answered, hadn't been there. Where was Blood?

Blood…Are you there?

No answer. Was Blood ignoring him? If so, why? Why was Blood not speaking to him…had he done something to upset the other?

Are you mad at me Blood?

Again. No answer. Yuuri opened his eyes and let his head roll to the left to look out the window at the bright moon and near dark blue sky filled with clusters of bright, white/yellow dimonds as stars.

If you're mad, at least tell me…

Blinking, he noticed the moon had moved in the sky. Black eyes widened, Yuuri bolted up to breathe, he hadn't realized he had been holding his breath, for a long time by the looks of it, in wait for Blood to answer.

Laying back down gently, Yuuri felt like crying. What was wrong with him? Was he that upset over Blood? Was he missing the other? If so, why? They were one in the same…I don't…understand why…I'm crying…

The next thing Yuuri was aware of was waking up slowly, his eyes sore from crying himself to sleep for what seemed like moments ago.

Yuuri woke up to sunlight invading his room. Lifting his eyelids slowly, he winced away from the sunlight, it hurt his eyes. He forced his lead-heavy body to sit up slowly, he noticed he was feeling depressed and the feeling of wanting to die overwhelming.

"Heika."

Lifting his head, Yuuri fixed large black eyes onto Conrad, who had just entered his bedroom. Tilting his head to one side, he smiled almost weakly, his arms keeping him sitting. "Morning…" Yuuri mumbled tiredly, rubbing one eye while lifting one arm up to stretch.

"Good Morning Heika. I trust you've slept well?" Conrad's voice was soft, it was a real question, as if he were masking another emotion.

Yuuri blinked, lowering his hands to his lap. "I slept fine…woke up some time in the night…which reminds me," A small pause as Yuuri yawned. "Did Wolf go out on patrol last night?"

"Heika…"

"I mean, I woke up and he wasn't there, which he is always in bed unless patrolling, so I'm just assuming he left on patrol."

"Heika…"

"Though I don't remember him telling me about it. Then again, he could of not told me..." Yuuri's voice faded as he finished his sentence.

"Heika!"

Yuuri stopped talking and looked at Conrad, his eyes weren't as soft as they were. They looked angry and…, hurt? What was wrong?

"Conrad…?"

Conrad's eyes then softened but the hurt and anger was still there. "I know you may want to forget, but that isn't healthy."

"Forget…? What do you…?"

"Wolfram is gone Your Majesty…he died a week ago…I know you are upset, we all are…but forcing yourself to believe he is just on patrol…"

Yuuri felt his eyes burn. Tears were forming. That was why he wanted to cry last night, and why he awoke so depressed... Why? Why? Why Wolfram…? You're gone...?

"Wolf…" It was a low murmur, barely auditable. Yuuri began to get a headache, he hated crying, but couldn't help it…couldn't stop the tears.

Yuuri felt a very painful kick directly on his ribs, it hurt and burned and he gasped for air. Wolf… another sharp kick.

Why was the baby kicking him so hard? Yuuri felt like flames were surrounding him from the inside, he closed his eyes and gasped for air but couldn't before another kick followed by a faint crying sound. It was far away and fuzzed.

If Yuuri didn't know any better, he would have believed the crying was a voice…actual words being formed from the sound of crying. What was it saying?

Another kick and Yuuri's eyes widened and he gasped, seeing a blur of words in front of him but not being able to read the blur. The crying grew louder and louder. He blinked and he could make out 'snap' and 'it'.

He closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't understand. The crying sound became louder still…opening his eyes; Snap out of it!

Yuuri sat up in his bed quickly, "WOLFRAM!", cheeks stained with tears, his black eyes were large, darker, and scared. He looked around. It was about noon. Was that all a dream? Or had he just fallen back asleep?

The doors to his room swung opened, and Yuuri's eyes widened, more tears ran from his eyes down his face but they weren't sad, they were happy.

Wolfram's steps were quick as he moved from the door to Yuuri on their bed. "Yuuri? What's wrong? I heard you yell…"

Yuuri didn't answer, he instead sat up on his knees so he could throw his arms around Wolfram's neck and hug him tightly. "Bad dream…" Or bad life…

Rubbing Yuuri's back, Wolfram listened as Yuuri calmed his body and stopped his tears. "A bad dream? What about?" Wolfram felt Yuuri shake his head in the crook of his neck, Yuuri's arms tightening around the blonde's neck.

"Yuuri…I really cannot comfort you if I don't know about the dream…" Yuuri didn't speak for a moment, he was scared. He didn't...

He didn't know if what he was in right now was a dream or if what he had thought he dreamt was real…he was scared. He didn't want this moment to be a dream, he didn't want the other to be real. He didn't know... and was afraid to know.

"Wolfram…" for a moment, Yuuri said nothing more, he felt Wolfram place a hand on his head, pulling him closer to the blonde prince, Yuuri felt his heart loud in his ears. "I dreamt that…you died and… I'm scared…"

"That I'll die?" Wolfram questioned, moving his hands away as Yuuri sat back to look him in the eye. Emerald orbs meeting Black, watery orbs.

"No…that this is the dream and that was real." Yuuri's voiced actually cracked and shook as his eyes watered again, he quickly wiped the tears yet to fall away, he didn't want to cry.

"I promise you Yuuri, this is not a dream. I'm still alive and I won't leave you." Smiling weakly, Yuuri nodded, not fully convinced, but he decided changing the subject would get his mind off it and help him calm and relax.

Before he could change the subject, he sneezed. Wolfram jumped off the bed before he could be sneezed on, shaking his head, he handed Yuuri a tissue. "By the way, when you passed out in the hall this morning, it was because you have a cold."

"What? Why? I shouldn't be sick…"

"Actually, Ulrike and Gisela both confirmed that it is quite common and normal for males to get sick on the seventh or eighth month of their pregnancy."

Yuuri groaned and fell back onto his pillow, closing his eyes. "I hate being sick."

"Everyone does, Yuuri. Have you seen Blood?" Wolfram changed the subject quickly, swiftly, without hesitation, surprising Yuuri at how he could just flow from one thing to another.

Random. "No. Why?"

Wolfram shrugged and pulled the blankets back over his kings body to his chin. "Sleep, and try not to dream sad dreams, Alright?"

"No promises." Yuuri whispered, drifting with the feel of Wolfram's hand in his hair, falling asleep as Wolfram pressed his lips to Yuuri's, telling Yuuri once more to not dream anything bad.

Conrad felt better, his headache was gone completely and he was no longer tired and so, he decided to go find Yozak, who for some reason, was acting a lot like Wolfram, then again, he himself was acting a lot like his little brother, also, he's noticed that said little brother was being kinder to Yuuri than usual.

The brown haired soldier stopped walking.

Things at the castle were getting chaotic. First; Yuuri and Gwendal got pregnant; Yuuri had been throwing some tantrums, Next; he is acting like Wolfram and getting mad at Yozak for no reason and Third, Wolfram is acting like him by being kind and not acting like a brat…has Anissina done something or was this just because everyone was conceiving?

Conrad shook his head. Best not think to much on it. Right now, he had to find Yozak. Conrad knew what he had said and knew he hadn't had the right to say what he said, not matter how mad he had been or how much pain he had been in.

"Sweetie! Finally, I found you!" Conrad turned in time to have his mother wrap her arms around his neck and hug him close.

"Mother, I see you are happy, what about?" He asked, not that being happy was a bad thing, she just seemed to have something to share.

"I finished the nursery for Gwendal! Oh! And I'm starting on yours sometime next week! Promise!" She chirped happily as she pulled away to look at her son.

"I'm sure it is wonderful…" Conrad's voice faded on the last word. "Mother…What do mean by 'starting on mine"?" He asked, looking at her with wide brown eyes.

She blinked and smiled. "Oh nothing! Come see the nursery!" She changed the subject quickly, pulling her son along down the hall by the hand and mentally scolded herself for slipping up and nearly blowing the surprise.

Yuuri opened his eyes to see Gisela smiling down at him. "Sleep well, Heika?" She asked softly, like a mother would to a child. He blinked and turned to look at the ceiling before answering. He nodded and smiled, then sneezed.

Gisela stepped away from being in range and Yuuri sat up. "Sorry…" He mumbled.

The young woman shook her head and smiled, handing him a box of tissues. "Its alright. Wolfram warned me about it before hand." She giggled.

Yuuri blinked, looking at her and then smiling. He wasn't dreaming…or he was still dreaming. He shook his head and blew his nose.

"Your cold is not that bad. Common actually, did Wolfram already tell you that?"

Yuuri nodded, laying back on the pillows. "Wolfram also informed me of your dream and how you are wondering if it was real and this is fake."

The young double-black teen looked at the woman, her green eyes serious. "Your dream where Wolfram dies is just that, a dream."

"Why am I having a dream like that then?" Yuuri questioned before he coughed.

Gisela nodded, waiting for Yuuri's coughing to subside. While she waited, she sat in a chair next to his bed and pulled out a needle and some thick, clear liquid in a covered test-tube.

"To answer you question. When a Mazoku male is pregnant, many symptoms are increased. Emotions is one of them, fear included. You must be afraid of losing Wolfram, and so, you have nightmares about him dying."

"This is, according to records, very common among Mazoku Male Pregnancies, especially Mazoku's as young as you. And, since you are half, I assume you are more vulnerable to it."

"Wait. ½ Mazoku's can't…" Yuuri trailed off, not from not knowing what to say but from seeing the needle in the green-eyed womans hand.

Gisela nodded, pulling the needle now full with medicine out of the test-tube. "Well, as Ulrike and I researched, it seems there are ways for half Mazoku's to conceive."

Yuuri's jaw dropped, eyes wide and large, Gisela had trouble suppressing a laugh.

Gwendal's right eye twitched as he walked into a large room that had light lime green walls and a bit darker green carpet from wall to wall. The furniture matched Yuuri and Wolfram's nursery, though it was dark green, but a pretty green not an ugly reminder of barf or poop green.

The curtains were similar to the ones in the other nursery though light sea foam. The crib was white, the blankets green and the pillows pink. The changing table was white as well but the ribbons and thin padding was green.

The pink six-shelved shelf hanging from the ceiling was stocked like the other. The top two shelves held white-near-pink colored diapers. The next two held wipes and powder and the two at the bottom held green and light pink blankets and cloths. The empty one Gwendal sat a pink dog that Greta called a pig.

In the corner, near the window on the opposite side of the room, across from the crib, sat a bed for Gunter and Gwendal, the bedding was green as well.

Looking back to the crib, Gwendal saw a baseball sized orb hanging above it. It wasn't on but it was tinted green, pushing the button, which was located inside the crib to where the baby could hit or kick it, the orb began to glow green, then fade to a darker green, then to a light green, then to a reddish pink then to a pink and back to green.

Gwendal turned it off and sighed. Only his mother could, and would, combine pink and green and make it look beautiful.

"I think it looks great. What about you Gwendal?"

The man turned his head, staring at Gunter out of the corner of his eye. He didn't want to fight or argue with the other anymore. He was tired of being difficult. Gwendal nodded, turning around fully to walk over to Gunter.

Gunter blinked, not knowing if Gwendal was acting calm or if he really was calm. Gunter gasped a little when Gwendal pulled him closer, though completely surprised Gunter when he pressed his lips to Gunter's gently, as if not sure Gunter would allow it.

The silver-haired man's only reluctance was from being surprised by the other man's sudden actions of affection towards him. Usually, Gunter would be pushed away or ignored altogether, but now, Gwendal displayed his love for him.

Gunter felt his arms lift to wrap around Gwendal's neck, their kiss never breaking. Now the more Gunter thought about it, it was a bit odd. For him to continue to act as the submissive one when Gwendal was the one pregnant.

Unable to stop himself, Gunter laughed, a small laugh bordering on a giggle. Gwendal pulled back, eyeing the man in front of him. Tightening his arms around Gwendal's neck, he did his best to suppress his laughter. "Not laughing at you."

"Why are you laughing?" Gunter immediately stopped, swallowing his laughter forcibly, Gwendal sounded as if he were about to pull away and walk, and not look back. "I was just thinking… how I still act as the Uke when you are the pregnant one."

Gwendal lifted an eyebrow and pulled Gunter's arms from his neck. "Gwendal! I didn't mean anything by it! It was just a random thought!" Gunter nearly cried, not wanting the moment that had just happened end.

"I am not mad." Gwendal said calmly, he didn't sound mad or annoyed.

Gunter watched him closely, he didn't walk away or step back, in fact, he stayed relatively close. "I am tired of fighting. So lets not." Gwendal's voice was soft, something Gunter was surprised to hear, the tone of Gwendal's voice making the other man shiver.

Gwendal smiled as he pulled Gunter by the hand out of the nursery down the hall to Gunter's room. Gunter didn't put together what was happening until Gwendal tossed him onto his-their?-bed.

Yuuri waved his hands in front of his face, his black eyes large and scared. He backed up until he fell off the edge of his bed and onto the floor, thankfully, the blanket fell with him, breaking his fall.

He jumped to his feet and back up. Gisela shook her head, he was the king of Shin Makoku and scared of a little needle. "Your Majesty. This will prevent you from having those nightmares." She spoke calmly but she knew her eyes were annoyed.

"Can't I take it by mouth? I hate needles." Yuuri's pupils were large, he really hated needles.

Gisela shook her head. "No. I'm afraid not. It won't hurt. A small pinch really. Right in your forearm."

Yuuri's eyes seemed to widen ever so more and Gisela was worried he would hurt himself. She stood and walked over to him slowly, as if he were a scared, injured animal…which he was acting like such.

"Your Majesty…I am not going to hurt you…please calm down." She lowered her voice to a calming tone, a tone that would lull a baby to sleep but relax a teen of Yuuri's age.

He shook his head and ran from the room. He was scared of needles, hated them really, but he had never been unable to take a shot. Was this because he was pregnant? Another side affect? If so, he was never sleeping with Wolfram again!

That is a lie…

Yuuri stopped suddenly, sliding to a stop since he had socks on, his body seeming to freeze in place. His eyes wide but now not from fear, from surprise and a bit of relief.

Blood! Where have you been!?!

No answer for a moment. Yuuri blinked, thinking Blood's voice hadn't really been there and felt his stomach jerk, he lowered himself to a crouch near the wall, he shut his eyes and shook his head.

You are in pain… it wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Blood…shut...up." Yuuri snapped, eyes widening and gasping as his baby kicked, not too hard but combined with the pain and the kick, to Yuuri, it hurt.

"Heika!" Yuuri didn't turn or look up as Gisela called to him. Yuuri could hear her foot steps. She was running towards him and getting closer.

This pain is because your body is attempting to use your Maryoku to heal and rid your body of your cold. Blood explained calmly, his voice soothing and relaxing to Yuuri's mind and body.

Why does it hurt?

When a Mazoku, male or female, become pregnant, their Maryoku becomes inactive, the Maryoku could harm the child, so your power becomes dormant.

Two things: one; Is that why I can't go Maou? And two; If my magic shuts down, how come its back?

Silly way to phase it, but yes. And it's a natural defense, give me a moment, I'll have your powers dormant again soon.

What about my baby? It used Maryoku… as Yuuri asked, he then felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Gisela with worry in her deep green eyes.

Smiling weakly, "I'm fine…" Yuuri said softly, it was nearly a whisper.

"Are you sure, Your Majesty?"

Yuuri nodded, after a moment, the pain was gone. Blinking, Yuuri stood up, the pain was gone completely.

Allow Gisela to give you the shot.

Yuuri paled and backed up, remembering the needle in Gisela's hand. "Heika. I said I won't hurt you." her voice was low and soft.

"Not you I'm worried about. I hate needles."

Wolfram is right. You are a Wimp. Blood's voice was laughing.

Yuuri glared and crossed his arms, half from being called a wimp and half from keeping Gisela's needle out of his arms. I am not a wimp! He snapped, hating the fact both Wolfram and Blood called him names.

You so are. Blood's voice was taunting, the pitch one would use when teasing or egging someone on.

I am so not!

Yes. Blood's voice was calm and a hint of laughter seemed to border.

NO! Yuuri defended.

Really? Prove it. His voice turned serious, no longer joking, after 'really'.

Yuuri blinked, his arms falling to his sides, his mouth in a small 'o'. Yuuri lifted his arm, eyes closing half-way, his mouth drawn in a tight line and pushed his arm towards the green-eyes woman. "Just make it fast…" He whispered and she nodded.

A/N::: I went to the Doc and found out my mother and I both have a sinus infection.

So Fun! :) Not. :(

Anyway, Well, I have my medicine now and should be completely better after i've finished it.

Also, Me being sick is also why Yuu-Chan is sick, my symptoms are his…excluding the nightmare part and being pregnant…lol and I'm not afraid of needles, I don't like shots but I don't run…

QuestionandAnswer:

FANS: Is Wolfram dead?!?!

45: No. Wolf is alive. Yuuri is just freaking out, scared and worried, common among Mazoku Mpreg's. (I could of sworn Gisela just explained that…-_-")

Fans: Why is Gwendal Pregnant and not Gunter?

45: Because Gwen was an idiot and let Gun top. -_-"

Murata: There's a mental image I really didn't need…

Fans: How come Wolf isn't the mama?

45: Yuuri wanted to prove to Wolfram that he wouldn't picture/imagine Wolf as a girl, so Yuuri let Wolf top. Plus, Yuuri wasn't sure what to do, even though male/male sex isn't all that different from female/male sex.

Blood: Well, Yuuri is an idiot…

Yuuri: 0o0" WHAT!?

Blood: I am just being honest…

Yuuri: being cruel and being honest are completely different.., & U r being cruel!

Blood: And honest.

Me/45: *turns to Blood and Yuuri* STOP it! You've been fighting all week while I've been sick! I'll kick you both out into the rain if you don't knock it off!

and Yuuri: *shrinks away slowly, huddling together in a corner*

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