Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Kyou Kara Maou, because if I did, Yuuri and Wolfram would not be just friends. :P
Warnings: Err not much warnings, I'd just like to say that this is a boyxboy fic, no like, no read.
Summary: YuurixWolfram fluff fic, no lemon cause I don't know how to write that. Yuuri finds his true feelings towards his fiancé one night…
Thanks for all those encouraging reviews! I love you all you reviewers! –cries- To thank you, here's chapter 2!
(Sorry, this chapter has hinted ConradxYuuri, but it's only hinted! YuurixWolfram is the main coupling!) –waves at all the happy ConradxYuuri fans and ducks from the angry yells of YuurixWolfram fans-
Yuuri woke up with a start, feeling arms wrapping around his waist. Looking down groggily, he realized that the arms had belonged to Greta, snoring softly in her sleep and hugging him like a pillow. Yuuri felt an affectionate smile stretch across his face, and he gently pried his daughter's arms off his waist.
Standing up, he stretched his body and yawned. Morning dusk light streamed in from the window, lighting the room in a soft, blue glow. The beauty of morning had always appealed to Yuuri, and today, it seemed especially beautiful.
He officially knew what his feelings were towards his accidental fiancé.
A self-satisfied grin appeared, and he looked down at his bed at his new 'family'. His daughter lay sprawled on the mattress, an arm slinked through Wolfram's hand, her mouth open slightly as soft sounds breathed out. His fiancé laid there, his soft curls illuminated by the morning light, his face peaceful and calm. His soft lips were parted just a little, soft sighs escaping. Blushing and remembering how soft those lips were, Yuuri turned away.
Smiling, he padded out of the room, shivering slightly in the cold morning air.
His sleepy eyes scanned the peaceful, quiet castle, and a sigh of contentment escaped from Yuuri. The castle, he decided with a grin, was always better in the morning.
Inhaling the fresh morning air and stretching his limbs, he waited for Conrad to make his appearance for their usual run together. As he waited, he ran through the events of last night through his mind subconsciously, remembering Wolfram's soft, pale skin as he ran his fingertips up under the pink silk gown. A flaring blush raced across his face, and he gulped, shaking the thoughts out of his head.
What am I thinking?
We both must have been really sleepy last night. Yah, that has to be it.
He felt cold sweat run off his back, and he shook himself mentally, taking slower and deeper breaths to calm himself.
What am I so frightened of? He wondered miserably, and a memory of Wolfram's angry and hurt face seem to appear in front of him, asking him the same question. A familiar, gentle voice cut through the air, stirring him from his thoughts.
"Heika, you're up early today."
Conrad jogged up, slowing to a stop in front of Yuuri, his deep brown eyes gentle and comforting brotherly smile on his face. Yuuri grinned back, relieved that Conrad finally made it here.
"Yeah, Greta woke me up today," he answered, and laughed. "It was new to me, waking up with a daughter in my bed…!"
Conrad smiled down. "I see."
Yuuri scratched his cheek with his index finger, his grin turning into a thoughtful frown. The thoughts poured into his head again, and he turned to the older and more mature male for help.
"Conrad," he asked pleadingly. "Don't laugh when I ask you this, you're the only person I can count on."
Conrad looked at Yuuri in surprise. "I won't laugh at you, Heika." He promised, his brown eyes turning worried. "Is something wrong?"
"Ah, eheh," Yuuri raised his hands in defence, shaking his head and laughing nervously. "Nothing like that…Ah, how should I say this…" He looked away briefly, and rubbed his head.
How do I explain this confusion in me?
"How is it like…to love someone?" he finally asked timidly. Conrad blinked, stunned for a moment, and then relaxed and chuckled softly.
"Is that your question, Heika?" he asked gently, and Yuuri shot an offended glare towards him.
"Wha—What's wrong with that?" Yuuri demanded, his face turning redder. His black eyes turned darker, and he turned away to hide his embarrassment. "I knew it, this is a stupid question…"
Conrad tried to replace the smile on his face with a more serious look and shook his head. "No, that's not what I meant…" he started, and trailed off as Yuuri suddenly sprinted ahead, turning around to wave briefly at him.
"Hurry up!" called Yuuri playfully. "Or I'll leave you behind this time!" The young boy's eyes brightened at the prospect of finally defeating Conrad at a race, and he turned back, picking up his pace and narrowly missed crashing into a maid. "Gomen!"
Conrad smiled to himself. This Maou never seem to cease to amuse me, he mused, and started off after Yuuri, thoughts whirring in his head as how he should answer to the young Maou about his question.
Wolfram slowly awoke to the feeling of warmth shining onto his body. He slowly got up, blinking in the strong sunlight.
"What time is it…?" he mumbled, more to himself than anyone else. Groggily, he looked around and spotted Greta. Remembering the strange actions of his dark-haired fiancé, Wolfram started to feel heat creeping up his neck; and it wasn't the sunlight. He wasn't sure whether to be disappointed or grateful for Greta's interruption: although, he grudgingly admitted to himself, he had liked the surprising change in Yuuri, but he didn't exactly wanted to lose his virtue in just one night right after Yuuri confessed his feelings.
But he confessed.
He confessed.
Wolfram's soft cherry lips stretched into a smile and he got out of the bed, feeling lighter and happier than he ever did since he had met Yuuri. His bare feet touched the cold floor, and he stood up sleepily, pulling up his nightgown over his shoulder. Glancing briefly at Greta and deciding to leave the young girl fast asleep, he started to dress into his blue military suit.
He had already noticed Yuuri had already left the room before he had awakened, and the familiar pang of worry and jealousy hit him lightly as he dressed. That was one of the things he disliked about himself; Wolfram found it hard to trust someone fully.
The last time I did that, he thought grimly to himself, I found out that that person was keeping secrets from me. This time, I'll make sure there will be no secrets.
This time…
There are more things at risk.
Casting another glance towards his sleeping daughter, he quietly opened the door and slipped out.
Walking briskly down the empty hallway, his worried feeling grew stronger. Gritting his teeth, his emerald eyes flicked back and forth into rooms, looking for a specific dark haired boy.
Yuuri…
You better not be running off again with someone else.
Not after you confessed, you hennachoko!
Yuuri stopped and collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. Once again, Conrad had passed him, jogging by with a friendly wave, and beaten him to the castle. How that older man managed to run laps without getting tired was beyond Yuuri. Ahhh…for someone to run like that, he has to be some kind of robot! He thought, and groaned.
Conrad was already cooling down with a couple of stretches, hardly even breathing heavily. His brows were crinkled into a thoughtful look today, and his eyes seemed distant. Yuuri slowly got to his feet.
"How do you do that…?" He panted, and nodded thankfully to the maid earlier, offering him a glass of water. Conrad snapped back to attention and he turned, smiling.
"Military," he said simply, a warm smile on his face. Yuuri managed to smile back as he thirstily downed the glass.
"Same answer, eh?" he laughed. "Aah…the military must be really tough…"
Conrad came over, chuckling slightly. "You learn a few things if you've been in the army for a while…" he answered, and fell silent. Yuuri looked up, his breathing starting to return to normal.
"Heika," Conrad started, and stopped when Yuuri shook his head, frowning.
"Don't call me that, Conrad," he scolded lightly, and grinned. "You're the man who named me, remember?"
Conrad nodded, and smiled. "Yuuri," he said, and he chuckled to himself when Yuuri gave a nod of approval. "Your question earlier…"
"Ahah, that?" Yuuri laughed nervously, and straightened. "Don't worry about it…I was just--"
"When you love someone, it's a special feeling you get that you don't feel towards anyone else. It's that feeling whenever you are around him…and you want to make him happy, despite whatever sacrifice you might have to do to accomplish it." Conrad interrupted gently, and Yuuri's face turned red again.
"Wa-Wait, how did you know he was a he…?" Yuuri stammered. Blushing harder, he waved his hands in front of him in defense, his voice slightly rising in embarrassment. "I mean, it could've been a girl problem at home…"
Conrad smiled. "You haven't been home in a while, Hei…Yuuri."
Yuuri turned even redder, which amused Conrad, since it obviously seemed like the poor boy was already very embarrassed.
"Hang on a minute…I could've seen some girl in town and…!" Yuuri stuttered, and sighed, giving up. "Aah…I…you're right…"
Conrad smiled gently. "Wolfram, right?" he asked. Yuuri nodded dejectedly before suddenly jerking his head up to stare at him incredulously.
"How did you…"
Conrad shook his head. "That's not important right now." He answered. Yuuri sighed and sat down on the concrete slabs along the castle.
"It's just…" he started, and paused, before finally coming out in a rush. "It's just that, you know, I don't think I was…that way, and, I'm a guy, Wolfram's a guy, and back from where I came from, these kinds of relationships aren't very common, and I…I don't know what to think anymore, I mean…I never felt this way towards him before! Conrad…" a low whine rose from him, his eyes confused and upset. "Do you think I'm in love?"
Conrad looked slightly confused at the rush of words, and sat down beside Yuuri. He paused for a while, sorting out what he should say next. "Well…" he finally said softly. "When did you notice that you suddenly felt this way?"
Yuuri looked down. "I…I don't know," he answered honestly. "It started really gradually…"
Conrad glanced at him and offered a smile. "When did you suddenly realize your feelings?" he asked, and Yuuri blushed, looking down at his feet again.
"Last…Last night…" he mumbled, and suddenly he froze. "Oh no…do…do you think I went too far last night?" He turned to Conrad frantically, his eyes wide. "I kinda…t-touched him…!"
Conrad almost fell off his perch on the wall.
"Wha…What?" he blinked, and swallowed hard, quickly regaining his composture. Yuuri drew back, his face burning.
"Not anywhere personal, but that was only because Greta came in! What if tonight I…?" he trailed off, and turned away, clutching his head in agony and reeling backwards dramatically. "Argh! Back from where I came from, this will be considered sexual harassment! I'm not that kind of guy! At least…I don't think so…A-And…if my mom ever found out…!" With that thought in mind, he cringed visibly. "On second thought…"
Conrad placed his hand on the panicked Maou's shoulder, trying to calm him. "Yuuri, you're thinking too much." He said with a reassuring smile. Yuuri stared at him, and nodded weakly.
"Conrad…what if tonight I…I go further? And Greta doesn't come in to stop me in time…?" He groaned, and buried his face into his hands. Conrad felt a smile tugging at his lips, and he struggled to maintain a serious look.
"I highly doubt that would happen, Yuuri. Wolfram will stop you, and if not, if you require my presence I can make sure that you two won't go anwhere further."
This time, Yuuri almost fell off his perch.
"Wa-Wait, you mean you'll sleepover?" he asked incredulously, and Conrad smiled. Yuuri sweatdropped and rubbed his head.
"Ahh…more guys in my bedroom…" he laughed slightly. "I haven't had a sleepover before…besides, if I ever did, it'll be scary if my friends met my mom…"
"Only if you wish of it, Heika." Conrad answered, and Yuuri looked at him sheepishly.
"I…It's not that I don't like you to be there…! Iie, eeto…" Yuuri trailed off, unsure of how to put his feelings into words. Conrad smiled.
"I suggest to take this feeling slowly." He finally said, and Yuuri laughed again, this time of amusement.
"Last night, I tried to imagine what you would've told me in my situation, and I knew you'd say that." Yuuri grinned, and Conrad looked mildly surprised. Nodding, Yuuri slung his legs around and placed them firmly onto the marble castle floors.
"I…I just need to sort out these feelings." He muttered, and smiled thankfully at Conrad. "Thank you for your help, Conrad!"
Conrad smiled and nodded back. "Anytime, Heika."
He was just starting to get off his perch when a familiar, high pitched laughter drifted down to the two of them. They both froze, recognizing the voice.
"Ho Ho Ho!" Anissina chortled, and came out from behind a wall. Yuuri sweat-dropped.
"A—Anissina!" he said with amazement and a little fear. Anissina walked up, her blue eyes gleaming with opportunity. "Wha—What were you doing there?"
Anissina gave a sly smile back towards the frightened boy. "I happened to pass by when I overheard you two's conversation," she said merrily.
Conrad and Yuuri looked at each other, both of them instantly worried.
"Ohoho, what's with those looks, men?" she demanded cheerfully, and placed her hands on her hips lightly. "I just want to advice my king on the subject of passion!"
Yuuri smiled back nervously. "Aah…I—I see…"
"Heika, you must always hear the woman's perspective on the topic of love," she said dramatically, her eyes shining. "We always know the way to a woman's heart!"
"De—Demo…" Yuuri said, stepping backwards, raising his hands in defense. "He…He's a guy…"
"Ohoho! Heika, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach!" With that, Anissina closed the distance that Yuuri was trying to gain from her, and bent down to stare straight into his eyes. "Can you cook, Heika?"
Yuuri gulped, slightly taken aback by the sudden question. Knowing that the outcome of what happened next depended on his answer, he swallowed hard and sweated a bit more. "I…I don't know," he croaked, and looked at Conrad, pleading for help. Conrad smiled back with an I'll try look, and stepped forward, clearing his throat.
"Anissina, I'm afraid that the Maou have other important matters he has to attend to at this moment..." he said gently, and Anissina whipped around to face him, a big smile on her face.
"Gwendal will do it," she said brightly, and turned to Yuuri again. "Besides, you want to make Wolfram happy right?"
Yuuri swallowed. "How did you know it was him…?" he squeaked, before being dragged away by her. Conrad smiled apologetically at Yuuri and followed.
"Heika, feast your eyes on my newest invention!" Anissina threw open an old oak door and threw an arm towards a strange machine. "Delicious-Meal-kun!"
Yuuri stared at her invention. "It's….just an oven…" he finally managed. Anissina turned around swiftly, smiling brightly.
"Heika, an intelligent observation indeed!" she said, and patted the top of the blue, shiny oven. "Delicious-Meal-kun will make you a feast fit for a king!"
Yuuri laughed nervously at her pun. Conrad smiled at Anissina.
"Would you require magic to work it?" he asked. Anissina flashed him a big smile.
"Of course! I'll just go call Gunter to help me test it!" She announced cheerfully. She clapped her hands and called to the three maids hiding behind a wall, and called merrily, "Call Gunter! Tell him his Heika needs him urgently!"
Yuuri groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long day.
Helloo people! Chapter 2 is finished! There will definitely be a Chapter 3, and I promise you, Wolfram will appear more often! I have to cut it here because it's getting really long! So how did you like it? I know Conrad is a little OOC, please don't kill me!
I'm not a big fan of Conrad/Yuuri, because my favorite pairing is Yuuri/Wolfram, but hey, I'm working on it! Please don't kill me for that too! -hides from angry Yuu/Wolf fans-
The story is so rushed Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I wish I wrote better! Im so sorry!
On the topic of mistakes…anyone can help me out with spaces? I can't seem to put more than 1 space between sentences…know any other way to add more spaces?
Thank you to all the reviewers who requested Chapter 2, this would never have been written if it weren't for your support!
Please R&R while I struggle with Chapter 3!