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jspgnh1234:::; Thx for scolding Blood. (( Blood: I wasn't doing anything bad…*innocent face*)Me: *Hits him*) Sry bout him. Anyway. Thx for the encouragement! And thank you. Yeah, being sick is no fun, you have a cold now? Well, Lets get better soon.

Come-and-Gone:::; I'm glad my story doesn't become slow or boring. ^-^ *Nods* There is something Conrart doesn't know. And I'm hoping he and Yozak make up…and make out…soon. lol Well, Yozak is very forgiving…kinda…

LexieCasey:::; My chapters are great? Well, the fan has spoken. Thx. I am getting better. The only good thing about being sick is how good one feels afterwards. ^-^

chochowilliams:::; Thank U. Um…that would be a good twist…but I hate the thought of Wolfie dying and want to cry just by the thought…TT_TT I've known of ppl who are needle fearers…I think my little brother is…(he's 7, 6 when had to have a shot…or was it 5...) anyway, and getting Yuu-Chan to cave was work!

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Now, On with the Story!

Bubbles, light blue near white bubbles, along with darker blue colored bubbles, floated around and up and across the light blue background and space. It felt cool yet comfortable and there seemed to be no gravity yet Yuuri was firmly on the ground…if there was a ground.

Like floating yet on the ground, it was an odd but comfortable feeling. Yuuri looked around the large, seemingly endless space. No one and nothing was there. And now that he thought about it, where was there?

The last thing he remembered was Gisela giving him a shot and now, well, this. Yuuri put a foot in front of the other and walked around but he didn't seem to really be moving, it was as if he were on an unseen and unfelt treadmill.

He stopped and looked down at his feet. He was standing and not falling, but he didn't see anything under his feet, it was like those superhero cartoons, where said hero would be seen in the air sitting or standing or laying back yet not fall or have wings or bob up and down.

Yuuri sighed and shook his head. He was most likely in the edge of dreaming, which would make since. The shot Gisela had given him, she had said, would keep those painful nightmares away. So maybe he was trying to dream but the medicine blocking his mind from doing so resulting in him here.

"You are smarter than you look, I will give you that."

Yuuri titled his head, his eyes wondering around in front of him. That was Blood's voice just now but where was the teen? All Yuuri could see was the bubbles of all bluish colors drifting up and across the space he was presently in.

The young double black teen had forgotten to respond to Blood's half-insult, to busy trying to locate the other with his eyes. Blinking, Blood's comment finally sunk into Yuuri's mind.

"What do you mean 'smarter than I look'?"

Yuuri heard soft laughter from behind him, he turned halfway before Blood wrapped one of his arms around the young teen's waist and the other over Yuuri's right shoulder. Yuuri didn't think anything of it, used to Blood's actions.

Blood stood tall, not leaning on Yuuri as his arms snaked around the teen, Blood's dark near black green eyes were large yet thin rectangles. His grip was firm yet relaxed, Yuuri didn't try to pull from the other's grasp, he didn't see the need to.

Tilting his head up, Yuuri could now see the taller teen behind him, who was acting strange from before he suddenly disappeared. His black eyes widened and he glared at the teen behind him.

"Where have you been all this time!? I called for you but you never answered! Were you mad or just ignoring me? Or did you leave? If so, where?"

Blood watched as Yuuri yelled at him, trying to turn to face him so he could yell at him better. Blood opened his mouth to respond but Yuuri hadn't taken a breath, hadn't given Blood a chance to reply.

Rolling his deep, dark green eyes, Blood bend down, kissing Yuuri. Yuuri's black eyes widened and he pushed the teen harder than needed away.

"What was that for? Why the hell did you just do that?" Yuuri fumed, if he had been a cartoon, steam would flow from his ears and his face would redden and his eyes would have swirled.

Blood didn't looked fazed and hadn't moved when Yuuri had pushed him. Yuuri had fallen away to land on his butt facing Blood. The taller teen shrugged, completely calm. "You wouldn't shut up, and you were asking so many questions."

The calm, I've-done-nothing tone of Blood's voice angered Yuuri further. "No right to kiss me." He mumbled and Blood nodded. "Fine. I won't kiss you again."

"So? Where were you?" Yuuri demanded, standing up, willing the 'Blood-who-was-Soushu-kissing-him' thing into the back of his mind to forget.

Blood didn't reply for a moment, he simply stood facing Yuuri with an emotionless mask settled over his face. His arms were at his sides, he looked completely calm. Yuuri wanted to repeat himself, but knew Blood would answer, knew that he was thinking of a way to explain to where Yuuri could understand.

"I never left you." The statement was simple and short, much like how Blood always talked. "I was resting, though not fully."

Yuuri opened his mouth to ask what he meant but Blood held up a hand. "I was not fully dormant because of my power in you keeping your body from rejecting your baby, I could not answer you because I was not awake."

The young teen on the ground…if there was a ground where they were…eyes black wide orbs, tilted his head, not fully understanding. Yuuri felt the bubbles surround him, but he could still see Blood clearly.

"I was aware enough to assist your body, but I was deep enough in sleep where I could not talk to you." He reiterated, careful to make is as simple as he knew how.

Yuuri nodded, understanding a little better. He looked around the space they were in, how long would he be here? "Only until you are awoken or wake up yourself."

Yuuri turned back to Blood and half glared - half pouted, at the teen. "Stop that."

Blood shrugged. "Habit." Yuuri knew he wouldn't apologize for reading his thoughts, but Yuuri wished he would at least try and sound like he was.

"Hay Blood…" Yuuri slowly made his way to his knees. He looked below him and put a hand down flat, he felt nothing yet his hand wasn't going any further than his knees.

"This is the edge of dreaming, known as The Dream Gate or Gate to Dreams; you will not fall, you are not truly here."

Yuuri sighed and stood up. "Does everyone see this?"

"Everyone? No. Many, if not most, dream but venture past here so quickly they never notice. There are a few that end up stopping just short and seeing this. Though eight out of ten never remember what it looks or feels like, or they completely forget about it once awake."

"And the two that do?" Yuuri's voice, at first sound, sounded scared and shaky, but it really wasn't, just curious.

"They do not bother to hold it close. They soon forget like all the others. Which is what is meant to happen, it is a balance." Blood's voice was clam and musical, soothing even.

"So the point of the gate is to keep the dreams from running wild?" Yuuri questioned, turning in a full circle to see the space from all angles.

"Yes and No. Not really." His voice never faltered from soothing and friendly. Yuuri looked over his shoulder to the teen. "That makes no sense…" He stated, bordering on sarcastic.

"People end up at the gate for a reason. Some just happen upon it but they forget, anyway," Blood waved a hand in the air as if shooing away his comment. "It doesn't matter, this place is not important at the moment."

Yuuri wanted to know what he meant but didn't press any further, knowing Blood would tell him should he need to know. Yuuri studied the bubbles floating around once more. Some were light blue, others were a darker blue, and others were black, and the final ones were dark purple.

"Light Blue are all your dreams from childhood. Darker Blue are from resent, the black ones are nightmares you've had as of recent, and the dark purple balance between nightmares from childhood to unfinished dreams all throughout your life." Blood explained calmly, seeming to never loose his patience with Yuuri.

The young king's black eyes widened at this realization and he turned his head to look at the teen behind him over his shoulder. "Blood…" His voice was worried, bordering on fear.

Said teen was looking above, his hands in his pockets. He lowered his head, eyes drifting to Yuuri casually, unhurried. "Hmm?" He asked lazily, titling his head in question with a seemingly innocent and questioning look on his face.

"You…you aren't…I mean…you don't…" Yuuri was having trouble forming a sentence so he shut up, not understanding why he couldn't talk.

For a moment, Blood didn't understand what Yuuri was attempting to ask him, his eyes widened a bit when he made the connection. "No Yuuri. I am not and never will like you that way."

Yuuri took a breath of relief, refusing to take it as an insult, he turned to face Blood fully. "Have you ever liked anyone?"

Blood tilted his head. "Don't worry about me Yuuri. I'll be just fine."

The young double black eyes narrowed, irises and pupils shrinking, that hadn't been an answer to his question. Yuuri didn't fully believe Blood on this matter, but nodded anyway.

Perhaps that had been why Blood had become Soushu in the first place and tried to make people miserable, because he was lonely and miserable himself.

Yuuri stared at the teen while he thought. If that was the case, then he really couldn't be blamed all that much.

"Yuuri…I was created by all the pain, hate and misery from the humans and demons alike." Blood explained, knowing Yuuri was believing him to be a real person and not just heated emotions of displeasure.

The young king titled his head. He knew that, kind of, but his first theory fit…in a way...

Black eyes widened. "Hay! Everyone, mostly Murata though, have been believing you've returned to being Soushu!"

Conrad stood at the closed door of Yozak's room, he was silent and still, completely unmoving. He had walked¾ran¾to the others room but now that he was there, standing in front of the door, he had no idea what to do, let alone say.

He had been talking to himself all day trying to word his apology correctly, making sure everything he wanted to say he already knew so he didn't leave anything out. He had even took to writing it over and over on paper and then re-reading it many times over.

Although, now that the time to face Yozak had come, Conrad couldn't remember anything he rehearsed, couldn't get his mind to retrieve the words he had rehearsed. He was scared. That much he knew.

He didn't want to face Yozak for the fear of him refusing to forgive him clung to Conrad like a second skin, he felt frozen with that fear.

The door opened, brown eyes widened at the sight of large blue eyes.

Yozak froze in the door way upon seeing Conrad right outside. He had just woken up and decided to go take a bath, though now he was wishing he had never gotten up. Yozak's blue eyes slowly glided away from Conrad, half expecting him to officially end their relationship.

"Yozak…" Conrad felt like his voice had completely abandoned him, how could he apologize when he couldn't talk? When his heart was pounding so hard that he couldn't hear himself think?

"Captain. If you'll excuse me." Yozak bowed slightly as he stepped forward to leave, only to have Conrad stop him by placing a hand on the doorframe, blocking Yozak's exit.

Yozak said nothing, his blue eyes widened in clear surprise, he turned his head to look at the other man in front of him. Neither man said anything at first, Conrad's brown eyes were narrowed and his eyes and face looked absolutely serious.

"Yozak…I'm sorry for hurting you. I was angry but I still had no right to say those things." He looked serious and his voice was serious, but his tone was also soft and loving. "I didn't mean what I said the other day."

All Yozak could do was stare wide-eyed at Conrad, his mouth slightly open. He felt like he couldn't breath, he hadn't expected Conrad to apologize, hadn't expected that he would even try.

Yuuri tightened his arms around Wolfram's waist. He didn't want to wake up, but he didn't want to stay at the 'dream gate' with Blood any longer so he forced himself awake.

He pressed himself closer to the blondes warm body without opening his eyes. He could feel the rise and fall of Wolfram's chest under his cheek, it was calm and even. Yuuri assumed Wolfram was asleep, which, since Yuuri hadn't seen the older boy sleep in a while, he was glad.

He finally opened his eyes but never lifted his head. He noticed it was completely dark. The drapes that cut the bed off from the rest of the world were down, giving the two boys their own world where they were the only ones.

Yawning, Yuuri forced himself to sit up, on his knees, he looked down at Wolfram. He was asleep, laying on his back, his face towards Yuuri. He was dressed in his frilly pink nightgown, the one he had first worn.

The gown hugged his chest and slid off one shoulder, and nearly reached his ankles. Against the beautiful pink, he looked more like an angel than ever.

The young teen couldn't help but smile. Half from loving that he and Wolfram were together and half from his thoughts of Wolfram looking like an angel but having the attitude and temper of a demon or devil.

Guess whoever wrote, 'looks can be very deceiving' was spot on… Yuuri leaned down, hand on either side of Wolfram's head, his legs on either side of Wolfram's waist.

Yuuri pressed his lips to Wolfram's gently, closing his eyes half-way, smiling mentally when Wolfram, though asleep, responded.

Wolfram's emerald eyelids lifted slowly, then opened wide when realizing another pair of lips on his own, eyes closing halfway when realizing Yuuri was above him, opening his mouth for the teen.

Yuuri shifted, lowering himself onto Wolfram fully, his left arm sliding between Wolfram's arm and side to loop around and rest underneath his head, his right hand by the blondes head. Wolfram lifted his arms to wrap them around Yuuri's neck tightly, pulling the boy closer.

For a moment, both boys had forgotten the need for air, too lost in each other for their minds to function properly…or at all really.

Pulling away, they brought air into their lungs, though they still clung together. After the burning need for air faded from Yuuri's lungs, he lowered his head but Wolfram pressed a single finger to his lips, Yuuri pouted but pressed no further.

"When are we going to earth?" Wolfram questioned, letting his finger fall from Yuuri to beside his head on the pillow.

Yuuri blinked, looking up as if thinking. "Why were we going again?" Emerald eyes narrowed, flames leaping to life. Yuuri pulled back, sitting up on Wolfram's hips, holding his hands up in surrender. "I was kidding!"

Wolfram propped himself up on his elbows, glaring at the boy on him. "Wimp." He huffed, turning his head to the side. "We will leave tomorrow."

Yuuri opened his mouth to protest but Wolfram shot him a glare that could of killed, flames flickering within the green depths, swirling and seeming to ram against his eyes in effort to get to Yuuri. He closed his mouth and nodded.

Wolfram yawned, eyes closing, lifting his hand to cover his mouth. That made Yuuri remember his earlier thought. "Wolfram…having you been sleeping normally?"

Opening in eyes, he looked at Yuuri. "Of course I have, why?"

Yuuri shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't seen you sleeping is all."

"I sleep when you are asleep, and I am awake when you are. This way, if you need something, I'm awake to help you."

Yuuri pouted, "You're made of sugar…" Wolfram smirked. "Don't get used to it."

A/N::: Since I am still sick, this chapter took me longer than I thought…sry for so little…more in next chapter. (Please read further)

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