Later

Intro: Oh ho ho! This was fun to write. Next chappie I want to use someone else's POV to explore this pairing. So right now I'm listening to an Aerosmith play list. (smiles) Anyhow enjoy and make sure to leave a review on your way out.

A/N: Everything is pretty much the same, ummm… near future? Oh yeah, I couldn't think of a better title, so if you have any suggestions, I'm open.


"Wolfram!" he called, somewhat disturbed by the blonde's sudden disappearance. His fiancée had been gone for about three days now. No matter how much Wolfram was mad at Yuri, Wolf's emerald eyes would always be back sooner or later. The proud prince would never run away… right?

Yuri stopped to rest on a nearby stone. The castle was humungous! How long would it take for him to search it? Not only that, he was almost positive that Wolfram's room was located in this wing. He sighed, thinking he might never find Wolfram again.

He would never hear Wolfram say he was a wimp or get hit by the blonde's slender fist. A blush would never creep onto that arrogant face due to his natural behavior. He could never tell Wolfram… how he felt. It was only a little while ago he had finally made his mind up, but he finally concluded he was in love with Wolfram.

"No, no, no!" The demon king screamed, clasping his hands on his dark hair. "I will find Wolfram!"

A young demon king leaped from his seat to commence sprinting across the garden. It was at the turn of a corner he bumped into something – or someone – with a great deal of force. The demon king fell onto his bum with a loud, 'thunk!' while his head throbbed with pain. Yuri's eyes clenched shut as he tended to his head. Grey eyes opened to find out he was looking for, Wolfram.

There his blonde fiancée was, spread on the ground with a hand on his head. Their heads must have collided and thus the arrogant male's head injury occurred.

Wolfram mumbled some obscenities under his breath before fixating his beautiful green eyes to the other. His injured expression immediately disappeared. Pulling himself off of the ground, he started yelling at the double-black, "You wimp! What do you think you're doing, running into my like that?"

"Wolf!" Yuri cried, glad to see his fiancée for once, "I couldn't find you! I looked all over! In fact, for three days I searched all over!"

The black-clad boy jolted to his feet, commencing to hug Wolfram's pale limbs. The blonde blushed, his green eyes widening.

"G-Get off of me!" golden locks stuttered. Pulling the other off, he brushed off his bright, royal blue uniform. Wolfram's cheeks continued to heat up as he straightened his collar. He smirked at his unrequited love, "If you wanted to kiss me, you just could have."

It was now Yuri's turn to blush. "Whatever! Where were you?"

"Are you glad to see me?" Wolfram smirked in a sarcastic tone, almost laughing. Yuri's chin was already cupped between Wolfram's fingers.

"…Kinda," the king confessed, eyes steadily fixed away from the other.

The blonde's face popped, taken aback. He growled, angry that his heart skipped a beat. Recomposing himself, he started his long awaited speech, "Look, I know it's pathetic to disappear for three days and then show up empty-handed, but I didn't know what to do. I tried taking Gwendal's advice and make something but – Oh Hell! T doesn't matter what happened! The point is…"

Yuri stood blankly, confused at Wolfram's words.

"The point is…" the prince sighed, almost mumbling, "I'm… sorry. I'm sorry, okay?"

The king, more shocked than usual, stared. "Well, that's nice, but… What are you apologizing for?"

"What the–?" Wolfram glared at Yuri, "Don't tell me you forgot your own birthday? Moron!"

"I guess I did," the tanner boy chuckled with his arm over his head. Yuri blushed. It was true, his birthday was today. He had completely forgotten!

"Both Lord Weller and Gunter agree that a home-made present is the best, but I – Whatever! Ignore that!" Wolfram yelled, arguing with himself.

He spun around and quickly glanced at Yuri, making his mind up. It took him no time at all. In an instant, he brought his lips to Yuri's moist, wet partings.

"Happy birthday," the blonde muttered.

Yuri leaned against the wall, loosing the feeling in his legs. Wolfram blushed, trying not to expose his feelings.

"…So, what do you want?" the blonde finally choked out, looking somewhat in pain.

Yuri gazed over into Wolfram's deep emerald eyes. They were flushed but softer than usual. Still, they attempted to create a barrier of anger between the two that stated, 'It's your entire fault.' It was then he understood everything the blonde was thinking and feeling.

Yuri chuckled to himself, staring just as hard as the other was, "all I want is you."

The other's face widened before he closed them to nod his head. He grabbed Yuri by the hand and led him down the shorter-than-usual hallway.

Wolfram turned around, smirking at Yuri as he fished around for something in his pocket. A slender hand pulled out a silver key and shoved it into the doorknob behind his back.

"I was planning on doing this after we got married, but we already know we're going to be bound in holy matrimony. I guess there's no use in waiting, after all."

The door clicked open.

Before Yuri had any time to object or inquire, Wolfram had already pulled him into a room of wonder.

The door clicked shut.


Afterthoughts: Naughty Wolf! (strokes) I should right a chapter on that… Next chappie I'll do some AU. (smiles)