Fields of Hope
The eldest son of Cabalcade was the first to arrive the palace that morning, along with his daughter and the wife of Caloria. Of course, up at an early dawn, the king greeted them with his fiancée by his side. Yuuri and Wolfram and Yuuri were greeted with the shiny-head greeting, or what Yuuri called the national Cabalcade greeting. "Woah shiny" The Wolf could only nudge his betrothed with and elbow to keep him from staring. "Cheater…" He muttered under his breath as he did so.
"Greta!" Beatrice's unexpected shriek surprised the couple, along with the rest of the castle's occupants. Soon they found unmistakably Greta walked out from the palace double-doors, holding out a bunch of flowers scrunched up in paper wrap. "Beatrice!"
"My, they sure do get along together, don't they?" Flurin commented as she stepped out of the carriage. "your majesty" she spoke, bowing her head low, as her skirts flowed bellow her ankles with her. "Flurin-san" Yuuri replied with a casual smile and he too bowed his heads. "Dorcas is here to show you your rooms. I suppose Beatrice would room with Flurin-san?" Wolfram spoke in his cold but none the less respectful tone as Dorcas came from the gardens.
"She asked last night if she could stay with Greta for the stay..."Flurin spoke with a hand slightly covering her blushing cheeks. "…with your permission of course heika" she continued smiling at his majesty. "That would be great!" Yuuri bellowed, raising his hands up to the air "Greta's been complaining about being too lonely these days. I'm sure Beatrice would be some help"
"I'll take Beatrice to Greta's room" Wolfram said again with so much pride yet still with respect. "Greta…"
Come time for lunch, Gunter came out of the blue screaming "Heika!" at the top of his lungs, as he banged to the majesty's study, making yet another one of the wall's ornaments fall off. Yuuri sighed, muttering "if not Wolfram, you…soon that walls is going to collapse" He coughed a bit making sure the adviser didn't hear what he had just said. "What is it Gunter?" He asked calmly putting down his writing feather, trying not to further provoke the white dressed man.
"What are we going to do heika? There aren't enough rooms to accommodate all the guests. Only about one-forth of the guess have arrived and the rooms are almost full! It would be a big gash on your reputation is this problem is not solved!" Gunter frantically told the Maou of the situation as tears welled up in his eyes as he pounced on the studies old oak desk.
"It really is unexpected—"Yuuri said thoughtfully, trying to think of a solution "—How many more guest have not been accommodated yet?" He asked, standing up from his previous sitting position.
Gunter took a long booklet out of his overgrown white coat and looked at his list and counted "about twenty more heika, with more still arriving"
"I see…and in your list…is there a greater number of females?" The king asked, something quite thoughtful was something not expected from his majesty. Gunter nodded.
Yuuri could think of nothing more to do but go and ask Ulrike if the female guests with no companions could stay in the original king's palace. "Get Ao, I'm going to the Original King's palace!"
"Your Majesty, even if you are the king, you cannot just enter…" some of the maidens tried to disagree with his sudden entrance, blocking the entrance with their bodies. "It is the original king's wish to let him in" a soft yet demandingly and ordering voice came from the castle.
"Ulrike!" he said happily, immediately getting of the black stallion and nearing the hand maiden. "Please, Ulrike, let the women stay they please stay here, there aren't any more rooms to accommodate all the guests…" He pleaded the maiden, with pleading puppy doggy eyes. The youthful maiden couldn't resist and failed to keep a small smile forming form her lips.
"I would like to gain the original king's permission first" She said, her small frame disappearing into the meditation room, with Yuuri praying to anyone above that the king would agree. She came back out after a few minutes. "The original king's permission has been granted. They are welcome to stay here Yuuri, I'll have the maidens prepare everything."
"Thank you Ulrike!" Yuuri sang giving the maiden a quick hug before he got back on the horse and made a run back to Blood Pledge Castle. "Oh Yuuri, who wouldn't fall for you…?"
"Gunter! The women are free to stay with Ulrike so let's get them settle!" He yelled, riding the horse inside the castle, not bothering to get off the front steps.
Soon the guest slowly filled and left the reception area, and by the time all the guest were brought and rested in there rooms, it was only hours before the celebration started. The guest filled 400 of the 500 rooms in the palace and about half more as many in the original king's castle.
Now the celebration was about to start!
By mid-afternoon the guest started filling the grand hall, women of all hair colors, height and sizes filled the room; in pink, purple, blue, emerald and all the colors in the world possible. The wonderful decorations they had prepared awed most of the guests as they entered. Lighted candles hung above them with an invisible layer of Maryoku incase a candle might fall. Seemingly every cloth above them had a corresponding gown from one of the women. So it was terribly noticeable that the population of women was more compared to men. The orchestra played from the second level making there tune echo the hall, filling it with such wonderful music.
"Wolfram, come on I think we need to go already we need to go already"
"I don't want to wimp!"
"But you're my fiancé and I'm the host, it wouldn't be proper to be late."
"It'd be far too humiliating to have my fiancé dance and cheat on me in front of everybody"
"Wolfram, it's only a custom. It's not like the dances mean anything"
Wolfram finally gave in with a 'hmph' and left the room, slamming the oak door behind him. His fiancé sighed, looking at the fallen piece of decoration beside the door. "Wolfram…what ever shall I do with you?"
"Come on Wolfram, don't be like this!" Yuuri begged after his fiancé, who stormed out of the room again, causing yet another ornament to fall to the ground. "Wolfram please!" he said softly this time, finally capturing his lover by the wrist.
"I don't want to!"
"Here we go again, De ja vu! Wolfram, stop being so stubborn!" he angrily said as he pulled the blonde against him. "I said I don't—" his breathe and sentence was cut short as lips were molded against him own. Soon he felt a moan from his throat come up, wrapping his burying his fingers in smooth black locks. After much needed air, they broke apart, Wolfram still pink from the kiss, tried to fix himself.
His demon king gave him a very warm smile that made his stomach turn. "Now would you go with me?" giving out his hand to the prince he loves. Wolfram didn't answer; he just took the hand and interlocking their fingers, while the other skimmed to fix the king's now unruly hair.
As they entered the grand hall Yuuri's grip on his beloved's hand tighten as if afraid the blond would drift away. The pale hand interlaced with his gave a slight squeeze as well. "I like holding your hand" He whispered as thy walked further into the hall being greeted by so many people.
"The new King of Big Shimaron?" Yuuri spoke as he shook hands with the finely garbed young man n front of him. "Yes, and this is my wife, Allissia"
Yuuri took her hand and kissed it, still holding onto Wolfram with his other hand, feeling it tighten considerably. "And this is my fiancée, Wolfram von Beilefield"
The king of Big Shimaron tried to kiss Wolfram's free hand, but was stopped by the demon king himself "I don't think that is necessary" He said, bowing before pulling Wolfram with him. "Sorry, it was—"
"Daddy!" Greta yelled lunging into bother of her fathers' arms
"Greta, you look beautiful!" Yuuri smiled, hugging his daughter, as Wolfram came behind Greta to take his turn to lift her. "My little princess" He spoke, giving her a smile that made Yuuri's stomach hatch butterflies. Her hair was ironed down flat with wavy ends in a fluffy, princess-like English gown complete with a small silver tiara. "So this was the surprise yesterday, hmm…" Yuuri thought conveniently taking their daughter slowly down from his beloved's arms as Wolfram combs her hair a bit more wither his hand.
"Heika," Flurin came with Beatrice by her side, who reached for Greta's hand.
"You too, Flurin-san and Beatrice-chan" He said with a smile. Beatrice wore her Azure blue gown with ribbons and a bow tie at the back and Flurin wore something similar in peach and satin lace.
The celebration progressed, soon the candle lights glowed more that the light of the early setting sun and the time was finally here for the New Maou to dance with all the available maidens present.
"Alright! All available maidens present here today will be honored to have a change to dance with the king himself, King Yuuri!" Gunter announced and even more women flocked over Yuuri. The king wasn't very happy at thins point, he'd only gotten a chance to give Wolfram a drink and now this, with out so more than a peck on the check, he was torn from his lover and his child. Then there was also the fact that they were so many maidens to dance with…Original king where are you now?
He so desperately tried to go back to where the blonde was but no avail, the more he tried the farther away he was danced to. WOLFRAM!
Yuuri had asked specifically for the Orchestra to play the shortest songs but still it didn't' matter, he had to dance and dance and dance until every one of the maidens were finished. His first dance was with a girl in a firey-red dress, the next was in a calm blue, next was one of ocean blue, then pale pink, then bright yellow…He soon grew tired, with all the colors, dance steps, women trying to chat away and same introductions and blushes, as the next stepped in. "Heika, it's a pleasure"
"Cheri-sama!"
"Hahawe!" Wolfram's voice was heard in the distance. He looked a bit saddened by the king's not so resentfulness of having to dance with so many women; on the contrary, the king seemed to be rather enjoying himself quite happily for the fact. This made the golden-haired prince's frown deepen. What do I care anyway if the Hennachoko wants to dance with such gorgeous ladies? He asked himself with a soft sigh forming from his lips.
The previous Maou took Yuuri's exhaustion to advantage, as she not so innocently danced them to her youngest son's direction, with more than a little spin necessary. "Cheri-sama.." Yuuri's voice trailed off, with the need to throw up the little contents that his stomach had.
Cheri moved, giving a wink to her son, who was seriously red-beet from his mother's antics, but the next girl cut in and Wolfram suddenly had the big urge to room out of the room that very second. So again the king had to dance, dance, dance, and dance some more.
"Good-evening, Heika. I'm Chritianna von Wincott" Her long red mane following her dance movement as she blushed from the boldness of her conversation.
"Shibuya Yuuri, pleasure—" He was cut short when the next girl cut in and again the same conversation.
Soon his legs got numb but still dancing. Bright cloths, wine, food, so many women, it wasn't a surprise he didn't notice that his fiancé has disappeared from where he left him and gone from the ball. It was already past midnight when he finished dancing with the last maiden and finally the celebration ended. Yuuri looked around, tired as he may be; the only thing that kept him going was the promise and prize of having his fiancé dance with him.
He looked around the hall but no sunlight haired soldier in a blue uniform sprung out.
"Konrad!"
"Yes, Heika?"
"Have you seen Wolfram?"
Konrad placed a hand no his chin to think. "He went back earlier, heika"
The answer made Yuuri frown straining his legs more than he was supposed to. "Wolfram!" He yelled going up the flight of stairs and charging to their bedroom. It was locked. "WOLFRAM! Open this door!" He couldn't take it anymore, his legs were so tired and numb "Please, open the door, Wolfram"
Wolfram refused with all his will to open the door, and buried himself closer to the Yuuri-scented warm pillows.
"HEIKA!"
He jolted out of her as he heard the frantic cry of his brother. Opening the door he found his fiancé being helped up from the door by her half human brother. "Yuuri…"
"Wolfram" Yuuri exclaimed leaving Sir Weller's side and wrapping his arms around Wolfram's neck. The blonde almost didn't catch the boy and stumbled from the added weight. "Yuuri, what are you…"
The door closed behind him and he spoke, holding onto Wolfram; his arms wrapped around the Mazoku prince's waist, caressing the small back through the pink night gown, their faces inches apart. "What are you doing here? Don't you want to dance with those beautiful women outside?...besides, I'm a man"
The demon king gave slight chuckle. "I'm danced with every single one" the king's reply made the Mazoku prince frown deeper. "then…?"
"I don't understand women, besides…I have you for a fiancé. What more do I dare ask for?"
He didn't respond, he didn't' move, but deep down Wolfram could ask for nothing more from his fiancé. His simply answer was to let his body be embraced by his king's warm arms. Yuuri suddenly shifted.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered, pressing his lips close to Wolfram's cheek. "For what Hennachoko?"
"I promised you a dance, but I can't move any more" He said with a slight chuckle and humor in his voice, slipping a magenta flower in Wolfram's hand and interlacing it with his own.
Wolfram didn't respond. He simply slipping one pale arm around Yuuri's neck making his night gown fall a bit to expose his arm a little more, and closed the gap between there lips. "I always thought you were a cheater. You wimp" And at last the two halves became complete as they stood in the moonlight, arms wrapped around each other.
Outside the night breeze started to sing softly, lifting the flower petals and bringing them to dance just outside the king's chambers. Even the moon seemed to glow in perfection as the two lovers bore deep into each other's hearts and souls. The two lovers embraced, again only the moon paying witness to their silent embrace.
They were not moving, but anyone can tell that they were dancing to the music of there hearts…at last. Together to be intertwined forever, by something called the destiny.
CRITICAL ANNOUNCEMENT!
This story is not yet finished, however I wanted to maintain the rating of below M, and so I am forced to cut this short. So to say that this one short is technically finished for those who do not wish to view the lemon, however for those who would like read the lemon I would be posting another fic, the continuation of this in the M section. If you are interested to read the up coming lemon after this, please inform me and so I can hurry up with that fic.
Lemons lover, if you can correct guess my age, I'd take the time to send you the lemon scene!
It came out longer than expected…
Also I haven't written in a couple of months now and I AM a bit rusty. This fic was written from 12 am to 6 am in the morning, and edited from 12am to 4am the following day. It's not proofread or edited. Please tell me of the corrections. I apologize for the inconvenience.
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Thank you again.
-Arh.581958