Thirty-one Days of May

Chapter 21

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a/n: this chapter was one suggested by CheyanneChika and it fits perfectly here due to yesterday's headache. Tomorrow's chapter is a special one written just for Wolfram von Bielefeld. She was the 100th reviewer by default, so look for tomorrow's special request chapter. Lovles!

May 20

Yuuri took a lunch tray upstairs with warm veggie soup and crackers for his sick blonde fiancée. during the night, he kicked off the blankets and Shouri had turned down the air conditioner which made him sick with a cold. And due to him being on Earth and not back home, he didn't get well as soon as he'd like.

Mama made him promise to stay in bed and rest to help the fever and even made him chicken noodle soup, but in Wolf's own words, "I refuse to partake! The chicken is the most revered of the domesticated poultry and highly prized for it's plumage."

That had earned him an odd look from the normally tolerant woman. She made him a soup with no meat, as she was unsure of his other eating habits. She added a small pot of herbal tea and some dry toast to the tray and let her youngest take it up to the frustrated demon.

"Here Wolf. It's vegetable soup and toast. It'll make you feel better." he set it down on the bed across his lap and made himself comfy on the side of the bed.

"The only thing I want is to go home. I'm tired of this place. Your family is nice, but I miss mine. I miss food that tastes good, and I miss the maids' cookies and cakes." he sniffed more from the tears than the cold, "I miss my mother and her goofy 'free love' search."

"Here. Don't cry. It's not good for your illness." he offered him a Kleenex from the box on his bedside table. "Besides, we can't go home until June first."

Wolf looked up from his meal, "What do you mean?"

Yuuri handed him the parchment with the broken seal on it, "here, read it and check out the insignia."

He gave out a creative string of curses after looking over the script. "I'm going to roast that bastard alive and giggle maniacally as he screams while my fire lion is eating his flesh!" he came up with several other different scenarios for the unlucky sage's demise.

A coughing fit soon had him settled into the bed after being medicated. Yuuri took the tray back to the kitchen and met his mother on her way up to see about something.

"He's asleep, Mom."

"That's ok. I need you to go to the store for milk, please. Money is on the table."

"Alright. Anything else while I'm out?"

"Nope!"

Later that night….

Miko was printing the pictures off her digital camera that she took that afternoon. One was of Wolf in pale pink lipstick and pink bows, another had him in a flowery sun dress with pigtails. Blush was all over his face along with light eyeliner. He never woke up from his medicated slumber, even with all the moving about.

Poor Wolfram. He's being kicked while he's down. Evil pics being taken when he can't defend himself. WHEN WILL IT END? Please read and review. Thanks!