Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou or its characters!

Akiko and Mitsu walked hand-in-hand though the garden, the sun was shining brightly high up in the blue sky. They were following the young girl Greta, who was Yuuri's daughter, which meant Greta was their grandchild, along the golden-looking stone path.

Greta was pointing to the flowers in a nearby patch, some were blue, others yellow and others red.

"The yellow ones are Beautiful Wolfram, the other yellow ones, that Yuuri said look like sunflowers, are called Innocent Yuuri." The young girl was watering the flowers as she talked about them.

"Lady Cheri grows these flowers and then names them. Most commonly after her sons or herself." Greta said absently. "Oh, and after Yuuri."

Mitsu was off looking into the sky, she noticed a few skeletons with brown dragon-like wings fly above. "Greta?"

The young girl turned and looked up into Mitsu's face. "Yes?"

Taji pointed to the bone-creatures in the sky.

Greta followed her arm and nodded, a smile lighting her face. "Oh, those. Their called Kohi. They're demons who are very friendly and they don't really talk. Well, they do, but I can never understand what they say." Greta answered eyes wide, lighting up with happiness.

Mitsu nodded and continued to stare at them unblinkingly. "I like them…"

Turning to face the Goth-girl, Akiko pouted. "You like anything involved in Goth-like things. Like skeletons." on the final word, Akiko pointed up to the Kohi with her middle finger and her index finger.

Mitsu smiled a flirty grin and shrugged, palms facing the sky.

Seiji and Ryoichi sat under a cherry blossom tree. "It is always spring here?" Ryoichi asked, catching a falling cherry petal in his palm.

Seiji rolled his black eyes up to the heavens. "How would I know? Go ask Yuuri."

"What are we going to do?" Takashi asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know. Yuuri doesn't seem to set on telling anyone." Isamu answered, head titling back, resting on the tree trunk, eyes closed. "What happened when you talked with Wolfram?"

Isamu could feel Ryoichi smiling, but the smile felt a bit sad. He said nothing, waiting for him to answer.

"That boy believes that with what he had said to Yuuri the night their engagement ended that he has no right to ask or try to be with Yuuri."

Seiji opened his eyes and lifted his head, turning to look at the other. "I didn't do anything. What could I have done? Say he was overreacting?" Ryoichi answered Seiji's unspoken question. "He was to depressed, It would have fallen on deaf ears anyway."

Isamu only watched Ryoichi with unblinking eyes, he them closed his eyes and shook his head. "What are we going to do…" He muttered almost inaudibly.

Akiko and Mitsu sat on the stone steps of the castle, watching the solders under Wolfram's order train with the blonde prince.

Akiko was leaning back, her elbows on the next step up, supporting her weight. Mitsu sat next to her with her knees drawn up to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs.

"What'd you and Yuuri talk about the first night we arrived here?"

Mitsu smiled at her. "I found out how they had broken up." The her smiled turned sly. "And I accidentally caught them."

The blonde lifted her head, looking at the girl beside her. "Really?"

"Wait. Caught what?"

"Yuuri and Wolfram."

"Doing What?"

"Uh…"

Akiko blushed and smiled almost shyly. "Did you see them?" Mitsu shook her head. "No, but I heard. I didn't say anything though."

Changing the subject; "What did you find out from Blood?" Maiya sighed at the question.

"Well, he told me about the Nobles meeting and their plan to find Yuuri someone to give him a child, which I just don't understand. Yes, for the kingdom, but Murata said they hadn't done that before--"

"So why start now?" Taji interrupted, eyes narrowed.

Maiya shook her head. "And I also found out from Blood that for Mazoku males, its normal and common for pregnancy."

"So why…?"

"Blood said that he was a being called Soushu 4000 years ago and said he took all knowledge of such things away, it's been forgotten over time." Akiko replied all of the knowledge of what she gathered from Blood.

"The Nobles just don't want Yuuri and Wolfram to be with each other." Mitsu said, not as a question, it was a clear statement.

Akiko nodded, eyes shinny, meaning she was near tears. "How dare they, they have no right."

"They are the Nobles after all---,"

"That doesn't give them the right to control Yuuri and Wolfram's relationship." Akiko cut her off, hands thrown in the air.

Yuuri sat in his office, forging a happy smile as the nobles stood in the now suddenly to small of an office.

One young girl after another walked into the room to talk with Yuuri. Of course, most of them flirted and Yuuri did his best to act like his old happy-loving-life self.

He smiled at them and finally after the last one left the room he began to glare. "What is it with all of you?" He snapped, his hormones beginning to act up and he did nothing to try to control them.

"Your Majesty?" One noble asked, almost stuttering. "What is it you mean?"

"You all keep pushing me to find some girl I like, because you want me to give you a damn heir but I'm only sixteen! I don't need to think about having a kid--" his voice faltered but he shook his head and continued. "let alone getting married! What is with all of you people!?!"

Yuuri was now standing, hands flat on his desk, eyes narrowed. Completely fed up with the Nobles, they continuously pushed girls into his face hoping for him to fall for one.

He couldn't believe them, how could they? Did they want him to have a child at his age?

A sharp kick had him spare a quick glare down to his stomach, right. He was going to have a child at his age. Wait. No, he'd be seventeen when he would…give bi-birth…he shook that thought away. His birthday was in a few mouths, he'd be seventeen so the baby would be born when he was seventeen.

Finally grasping the fact you can birth children?

No. kind of… shut up!

Gunter then cut in. "Perhaps His Majesty should begin his lesson for today."

"He needs to work on his paperwork." Gwendal corrected.

"I can do both." Yuuri muttered, falling back into his chair heavily, taking a deep breath.

Gunter and Gwendal looked at each other for a moment then ordered the others out, a few tried to argue but with a quick look at how tired Yuuri looked had them out the door with the others.

Three-in-a-half hours later Yuuri was sitting in his office, signing paperwork as Gunter was teaching about some long-dead queen and some other things Yuuri tuned out absently.

He often took a deep, steadying breath every so often to keep his temper in check. He felt like crying but refused to. He was tired, he wanted to sleep and never wake up. At least for a few days at least.

"Gunter…m'tired." Yuuri felt like his body had been drugged to sleep, but he fought to stay awake.

Gunter was about to answer when the nobles opened the door. Gunter shut the book he had been reading from with a loud snap. "Can this not wait?"

"He's been with you for three hours and a few young women are on their way here to meet with him, he can resume his work later."

Yuuri looked up from the paper he was signing to watch the fight unfold. He felt like crying. He wanted Wolfram, not for anything perverted, just to hold him or better yet, to burn everyone in the room to a crisp.

Yuuri watched with tired eyes, the sound of the argument seemed really loud, like they were all talking into megaphones or yelling right into his ears.

A series of sharp kicks and then a painful burning heat hit his body as if he was hit with a wreaking ball. He felt like crying, screaming and throwing something.

And that is what he did. He let his hormones take him over. He didn't care if anyone knew, not anymore.

"Shut up!" He screamed, slapping his hands over his ears. When the sound didn't stop he picked up the nearest book and chucked it at the nearest person, which so happened to be Wolfram's uncle, not Cheri's brother, the other uncle. He was to busy fighting with everyone else and it hit him in the back of the head.

At that point everyone turned to Yuuri. He was crying, not even trying to hold back the tears. His hands were again clasped tightly to his ears.

Gunter rushed over to him. "What's wrong Your Majesty!?!" He asked, reaching out to touch the young boy.

Yuuri's eyes widened and he pushed Gunter away roughly, causing him to fall out of his chair and landing on the floor. Tears that seemed to be the size of pennies fell from his eyes, his eyes started to hurt but he couldn't stop.

Gunter and a few other nobles tried to hold the young king, but he just threw a fit, kicking, screaming and slapping their hands away, leaving a few red marks on their hands as he did so.

Yuuri heard Gwendal say something but his ears refused to listen to what was said. Yuuri covered his eyes with his hands, he hated acting like a child, throwing himself to the floor in a fit but he was upset and couldn't take it anymore. He screamed again in frustration, and kicked again, hitting a noble who had again, tried to touch him.

Conrad entered the room and took in the scene before him. Yuuri was crying and throwing a fit in the corner and Gunter was trying to reason with him, a few nobles were watching helplessly and the other nobles were trying to assist Gunter.

The solider walked over to Yuuri and knelt down beside him. "Your Majesty." He said, his voice calm and soothing but Yuuri didn't hear the sound or what was said. He didn't want to.

The burning heat increased and Yuuri kicked again. Conrad placed a gentle hand on the teens shoulder and Yuuri pushed him away, hard.

"Your Majesty! Tell us what's wrong!" Conrad ordered sharply, wanting to help but not knowing how.

Crying harder, shook his head. He wanted everyone to leave him alone, he wanted Wolfram and only him. He somehow got to his feet without anyone stopping him and ran from the room.

Of course he was followed, shouts that called after him telling him to stop, to calm down, to return to the office but he ignored it all and kept running, eyes shut tightly.

Yuuri. Stop.

The command wasn't yelled, wasn't said sharply. It was said in a calm voice yet Yuuri obeyed. He slowed to a stop and opened his eyes. Sunlight hit his eyes and he threw up an arm to shield his eyes from the light.

He saw Akiko and Mitsu sitting on the steps a few feet in front of him. He also saw Wolfram and his men running around the castle, but all Yuuri really saw was the blonde. He was yelling at the men to pick up the pace.

Yuuri was about to run to the blonde, completely uncaring of what others thought or wanted but then he heard the footfalls from behind him. His eyes narrowed and felt like crying and screaming and throwing things all over again.

The heat fell over him again and he fell to the stone floor with a slight cry, though loud enough that everyone heard.

His arms were wrapped around his stomach, the kicking hurt and he didn't know if the heat was hurting the baby or caused by the baby. Gunter, Conrad, Gwendal and the nobles caught up to him.

Akiko and Mitsu turned to see their son on his knees in pain, they both gasped, Akiko would had run to him if Mitsu hadn't grabbed her wrist.

Akiko looked at the other girl as Mitsu shook her head. Akiko sat back down, she wasn't what Yuuri needed.

Yuuri pushed them all away and shook his head as all the voices seemed to clump together and then the sound felt far to loud. Hand clamped over his ears, shaking his head he felt like he couldn't breathe.

He kept pushing who ever tried to touch him, not caring who it was.

Wolfram felt a lump form in his throat and he couldn't take it. Yuuri was upset, far more upset than he had ever been.

He walked over to him. "He pushes everyone away." Conrad said, warning Wolfram as he reached out to touch Yuuri's arm.

Yuuri had his eyes shut tightly but the touch was familiar and he didn't push away, he was crying and the tears felt like bombs falling from his eyes. He opened his eyes a bit but his tears clouded his vision, he took a deep breath but his cries didn't stop.

He felt Wolfram's hand on his shoulder, he stopped kicking and fidgeting and his cries slowed to shuttering breaths.

Wolfram almost fell back when Yuuri threw himself into his arms. Wolfram tightened his arm around the slender king waist, his other hand on the nape of Yuuri's neck and let him calm.

Emerald eyes widened. "His body heat is too high…" Wolfram murmured, loud enough for the others to hear.

Yuuri slid his arms around Wolfram's waist tightly, hugging tightly. "Gunter, go get Gisela." Conrad ordered and Yuuri shook his head. "mm fin."

Wolfram looked down to the top of Yuuri's head. "Yuu--Your Majesty, we cannot understand what you said." Wolfram said softly.

Yuuri lifted his head up from Wolfram's chest. "I said 'I'm fine'!" tears fell from black eyes, the words seemed to have been choked out.

Wolfram slipped his hand onto Yuuri's head and stroked his hair lovingly. "No, you're not. What's wrong?"

Yuuri pressed his face against Wolfram's chest, not answering. "Your Majesty, Tell us what's wrong."

The double black felt his anger rise and his hand fisted and he thumped Wolfram's shoulder. "Somp calling mhh at!"

Wolfram couldn't help it, he laughed and smiled. "What?"

Yuuri turned his head and shouted. "STOP CALLING ME THAT!!" He startled everyone but Wolfram just tightened his arms around him.

"Yuuri, what's wrong?"

Yuuri felt his heart tighten and he pressed his face to Wolfram's shoulder.

"Well. I said I'd tell them if you didn't. So,"

"I'm pregnant!" Yuuri shouted, cutting off Blood and he heard gasps erupt from all around and Wolfram's hands fell away. Yuuri winced, tears returning, wanting his arms back around him but instead he pushed himself to sit up and saw that not only Wolfram but everyone was wide-eyed.

"I believe I can explain."

Everyone turned to look at Gisela, everyone but Wolfram and Yuuri. Yuuri's eyes were glued to the stone floor. Wolfram's eyes were glued to Yuuri.

"Alright…" Conrad began.

"How can His Majesty be…" Gunter almost fainted.

Blood and Gisela sighed in unison. "We'll explain."

----------

Yuuri lay in his bed on his side, eyes fluttered for a moment then finally opened. He was greeted by a dark room, the curtains that were attached to the four-poster bed were down, cutting off Yuuri from the rest of the room and world.

"Your awake." Yuuri's body tingled as he turned to face Wolfram.

"How long have I been asleep?" He mumbled tiredly as he pushed his tired body toward Wolfram.

"I'd say a good ten hours." Wolfram laughed at Yuuri's shocked and surprised expression.

The young double black was now fully awake, he sat up and blinked a few timed to shoo away the fog in his mind.

"By the way, the heat you were feeling was because the baby is a fire elemental."

Yuuri turned to glare and pout at his lover, he crossed his arms over his chest. "Just like you."

"So that's what you meant." Yuuri sighed, arms falling to his sides.

A sharp kick had Yuuri's arms around his stomach and he growled, truly glairing at Wolfram. "You. Are. Never. Touching me. Again." Wolfram burst out laughing.

Yuuri picked up a pillow and brought it down onto of Wolfram's head. "Not joking!"

"Oh come on Yuuri!" Wolfram laughed, pushing the pillow away from his face. Once the pillow was away from his face he twisted around to face Yuuri.

Pulling the double black onto his lap, pressing his lips to Yuuri's. The young king smiled into the kiss and pushed Wolfram back onto the sheets.

"By the way," Yuuri said slyly, crawling down to Wolfram's waist.

Emerald eyes wide, "By the way what?"

"Did Blood tell you?"

"Yuuri! What?"

"About my cravings." Yuuri pulled Wolfram's pants off of him and Wolfram shot up into a sitting position. "What cravings?"

"You." Wolfram back onto the sheets, hands tangled in Yuuri's hair as Yuuri took Wolfram into his mouth.

Deleted Scene

Scene; Yuuri and Wolfram; their first time

Yuuri lay on his stomach, his cheek resting on the pillow, his eyes shut tightly. His arms were at his sides, hands clenched into fists. It wasn't like he didn't want to, but he was afraid to.

The young king felt the bed dip and felt the body heat from Wolfram wonder over to his body as the blonde crawled closer.

"Nervous?" Wolfram asked, his hand placed gently on Yuuri's back, feeling tense muscles.

Yuuri's eyes sprang open and he twisted around into a sitting position, eyes wide but narrowed, locked onto his lover.

"Of course I am! I've never done this before!"

The blonde blinked. "Never?"

"Never!" Yuuri confirmed, nodding stiffly.

"Never…?" Yuuri narrowed his eyes and picked up a pillow and hit Wolfram with it.

"I just said that!"

"Yeah, but I don't understand. Do you mean you've never had sex before or that you've never pleasured yourself before or both…?"

Emerald eyes met nervous Black eyes. Yuuri looked away, eyes glued to the amber colored drapes that cut them and their bed off from the rest of the room, suddenly very nervous that he sat, in full view of Wolfram, on their huge bed, completely naked.

Wolfram crawled closer to the other and reached a hand out to stroke his cheek. "Yuuri?"

"Neither." Yuuri whispered, almost silently.

"What?"

"Neither! I've never done either!"

Wolfram smiled then laughed and Yuuri blushed and quickly turned away from the blonde in embarrassment. "I'm sorry Yuuri. I didn't mean to laugh." Wolfram said, hugging Yuuri, pressing his chest against Yuuri's back.

Yuuri's face flushed, seemingly his face began to glow crimson as Wolfram pushed Yuuri into the sheets. Yuuri turned his head to press his face into the pillow.

Wolfram's hands ran over Yuuri's body gently, Wolfram's fingers wondered down lower to Yuuri's butt, Yuuri jerked his head up and reached behind him, trying to smack the blondes hands away.

Without a word, Wolfram's hand moved away. For a moment, Wolfram sat back, his arms supporting his weight and then Yuuri felt the bed dip, and Wolfram then straddled Yuuri's thighs.

"Wolf--!" Yuuri cried as Wolfram leaned forwards, pressing close to Yuuri as he did so.

Yuuri heard the bedside table drawer open then closed. Yuuri felt his wrists wrapped in a cool silk cloth then pulled back to be tied behind his back. He twisted his wrists for a moment then decided to turned his head the best he could to look up at Wolfram.

"Uh…Wol---"

He was silenced by Wolfram lips on his own. Wolfram pulled back and opened the small jar of lube.

"Wolf!" Yuuri wined, eyes wide, body twisting.

Wolfram smiled and dipped two figures into the jar then rubbed one over and around Yuuri's tight opening.

Yuuri twisted his wrists within his restraints as he felt one figure press against the tight ring of muscle, Wolfram pushed the tip of his finger in, to the first digit. Yuuri tugged on his restraints as another figure was added, fingers sliding deep.

The young double black twisted his body as Wolfram separated his two fingers forming a scissoring movement. Yuuri gasped, his body feeling far too hot for comfort.

Wolfram's fingers were replaced by Wolfram's cock and Yuuri's mouth opened in a silent gasp, eyes narrowed the shut tightly.

As Wolfram pushed into Yuuri slowly, Yuuri tried in vain to free his hands. Yuuri cried out. "Wolfram! St--stop! It.. h--hurts!" the double black panted, Wolfram leaned down to lick Yuuri's ears, distracting the young king from the pain below.

A/N::: **Sorry 4 any grammer mistakes or spelling errors** Chapter twenty one is complete! And also, this is the final chapter. I hope you enjoyed the story.

My fic; Fairytale; won't be up for a while but I may post mini-one shots every once in a while.

I'll take one-shot requests! And not just for KKM! ^-^ Just send my a prompt!

Read & Review!