Finally!!! This was going to be chapter 2, but then it kind of kept getting pushed back and so I had to adapt the beginning to suit the end of the last chapter – so if you haven't yet, read and review the other chapters (End of shameless self-advertising)…

Disclaimer: Still saving my pennies… Still don't own the rights to Kyo Kara Maoh!! (Sigh)

Kyo Kara Yaoi

Chapter 4: Peroxide

Wolfram held his breath, raising his head to look at the ceiling of the broom cupboard. He was holding tightly onto a shelf high above his head, with his feet barely touching the ground. Then his head flew forward as he released an enormous breath of air.

He drew his breath back in with, "Oh, my… GOD!", screaming at his point of release.

Swallowing the salty contents of his mouth, Yuri stood back up to look at his panting lover who was lowering himself back onto his feet. Wolfram couldn't care less what Yuri had just had in his mouth. He grabbed Yuri's head with both hands and forced his tongue into his mouth. Yuri enhanced the passion by firmly grabbing Wolfram's still naked bum cheeks with both hands. To Yuri, they felt like soft, hairless babies' skin stretched over two hot water balloons. He moved his hands downwards to just below the cheek, and lifted Wolfram, pushing him against the wall.

'Where did I get all this extra strength?' Yuri asked himself, not entirely sure how it was that he was lifting Wolfram off the floor.

The two lovers could suddenly hear footsteps outside the door of the cupboard. Yuri ignored them, attempting to continue the lustrous kiss he and Wolfram were engaged in but his lover was more cautious. Wolfram looked up, staring straight at the door. 'They're probably looking for Yuri' he thought, worried that someone might see him in such a position.

"His highness isn't over here!" called one of the palace guards, running back past the door.

"Don't worry!" said Yuri, almost as though he had heard Wolfram's thoughts, "The door is locked if they come looking in here!"

By that point they could hear that the commotion was growing.

"Your Majesty, I will have to insist that you and Lord Wolfram make yourselves decent." Conrad whispered calmly through the door, as though nothing was happening. "I will try to keep the guards away so that they don't see you both leave this room together, but you will need to be quick, Your Highness!" he urged.

Yuri lowered Wolfram, who was already trying to reach for his underpants. Wolfram pulled up his uniform pants and secured the button and drew the fly. Wolfram grabbed Yuri's head with both hands, and gave him one last passionate kiss, stared him in the eye and whispered "I'm falling in Love with you, Yuri." Then in one motion, he unlocked and opened the door and ran down the corridor in the opposite direction to the guards.

Yuri walked back out into the light, blinking rapidly at the harsh sunlight that glared into his eyes. He looked at Conrad who was shaking his head with a smile on his face.
"Just couldn't get enough last night, your highness?"

"Call me Yuri, Conrad. And what are you talking about?" Yuri answered with another question, senselessly.

Conrad raised his index finger and wiped the corner of his mouth, as though signalling to Yuri. Quickly, Yuri followed suit, wiping the corner of his mouth. Licking his finger clean, Yuri smiled awkwardly back at Conrad who was now screwing his face up at the sight.

"Is there anything that you'd like to talk about, Yuri?" Conrad asked.

"Yeah. Why do I want to spend all my time with Wolfram, and why can't I stop thinking about him, and wanting him?" Yuri decided just to ask what he needed, rather than hide it like he usually would.

"Perhaps, Yuri, you're falling in love with Wolfram?" Conrad answered.

It really wasn't what Yuri thought he wanted to hear, but inside he suddenly felt relieved.

Yuri stood, staring into Conrad's reassuring brown eyes until he was disturbed by Günter's squeals of happiness from down the hall.

"Redecorations have begun!" cried Günter "The painting has commenced! I have decided on black for the ceilings, as that is the colour of the hair that flows so beautifully on top of your royal head!"

"Black?" Yuri questioned.

"Indeed! Notice the current colour of the ceiling is golden yellow – matching the hair of Lady Cecilie Von Spitzweg!" exclaimed Günter, almost dismissive of the previous Demon King.

"Oh, fair enough," agreed Yuri.

"Your High… I mean… Yuri, you need to get ready!" Conrad blurted out. "We are leaving the castle tomorrow to run an errand and Günter feels this would be a good opportunity for you to see part of the kingdom!"

After the state in which Conrad had found the king and his brother, he had forgotten what it was he needed to see him about.

Günter nodded in agreement.

"Of course, we will need to give you a disguise. Should any enemies notice your black hair or eyes, they may take the opportunity to assassinate you." Conrad explained, casually.

"Oh, great", sighed Yuri. "Well, in that case, I want blonde hair!", he insisted.

Wolfram was running down the hallway, leaving Yuri and Conrad behind him. He ran straight past Günter who barely noticed him, as he was excited about telling Yuri his plans. He looked over his shoulder to get one last glance at his fiancé as he rounded a corner.

SMACK!!!

He ran into a ladder that was supporting one of the tradesmen who had begun painting the ceiling black. The man wobbled and shook at the top of the swaying ladder and knocked the tin of black paint off the support. Wolfram, who was trying to overcome the dizziness caused by the crash, looked up to see the paint tin hurtling towards him. He knew there was nothing he could do but shield his eyes. Luckily for Wolfram, the paint tin missed his head but the paint that was spilling out on the way down all managed to find his golden, blonde hair.

"Is this going to take long?" Yuri whined as he sat in the palace hairdressers' chair with a hideous rain cap-looking thing on his head. "This thing makes me look ridiculous!"

"The heat circulation under the cap helps speed up the colouring process so stop playing with it Your Highness!" Conrad smiled back at the agitated king.

"Walla!!" squealed the ecstatic hairdresser as he lifted the cap from Yuri's glowing head.

"You are cooked!" he laughed at his own lame joke. The flamboyant man spun and twisted as he waltzed around the studio.

"He looks surprisingly like Günter!" Yuri whispered to Conrad, trying not to let the man hear him.

"That's because it's Lord Günter's stepbrother." Conrad said casually. "Many find him a bit much to cope with, so he has orders to stay in his studio!" he finished.

"I wonder how Günter was ever let out then." Yuri mumbled under his breath.

The dancing man leapt back over to the chair where Yuri sat and spun it, facing Yuri towards the mirror mounted on the wall.

Yuri sat wide-eyed, staring at the glowing blonde mass of hair on top of his head.

"With green contact lenses Yuri, you would look a lot like-..." Conrad began.

"Don't even say it!" Yuri butted in.

"I'm sorry, but can you imagine the look on Wolfram's face!" Conrad continued with a wide smile on his own face.

"I suppose." Yuri smiled back, seeing the lighter side of his new appearance. "Is it lunch time yet, Conrad?" Yuri asked quite randomly with a suddenly serious look on his face.

"I suppose so!"

"Ok, I'll find Wolfram and meet you in the dining room Conrad", Yuri said, jumping from the soft leather chair and running from the room.

Wolfram stood in the shower scrubbing his hair crazily, adding more and more shampoo to the foamy afro growing in size on his head.

"Is that you Wolfram?" called a familiar voice. "I knew you'd make yourself at home!", called Yuri from outside the bathroom door.

"Don't come in!" insisted Wolfram, startled.

"Are you ok?" asked Yuri, worried by the tone of his lover's voice.

"Everything's fine, Yuri. Just stay out there!" he called back.

If not only to annoy Wolfram, Yuri wanted to go and see why he was so persistent about him keeping out. He turned the brass door handle until he heard the door click open. Slowly, he pushed the door open just enough to slip inside the steamy room. He urged his way across the bathroom until he came to the shower. Wolfram was facing away from him, and had not yet realized that Yuri was just behind him. Yuri could see Wolfram's cute little bottom through the steam-covered glass. He could already feel himself getting aroused and seeing his new lover covered in soapsuds was totally helping him get there.

"He's so cute!" Yuri thought to himself. "I could have him right now!"

Wolfram was now rinsing the mounds of shampoo from his hair and it ran down his smooth, cut physique and drained away. Yuri was following it with his eyes but when he looked up, he got quite a shock.

Wolfram turned around to look once again into the mirror but noticed Yuri and let out a high-pitched, girly scream.

"YURI!" he cried, both in shock and embarrassment. "What are you doing in here?"

"Well, I had to come see for myself why you didn't want me coming in here!" Yuri explained. His heart was beating quickly from the fright he got from Wolfram's scream. "What happened?"

Wolfram opened the glass door to the shower so he wouldn't have to speak through it. "Well…" he began, talking in a deep breath, "I was running down the corridor after our little meeting this morning in the old maids quarters, when I ran into a ladder that was supporting one of the painters. Anyway, the tin of black paint fell…" he trailed off as he ran his fingers through his now jet black hair.

"Oh… and you're trying to wash it out?" Yuri guessed.

"No!" answered Wolfram, sarcastically.

"Well… what happened to your hair?" he questioned, now staring wide eyed at Yuri's peroxide blonde hair.

"Oh, well Conrad and I are leaving to go into the village in the morning," he blushed. "He thinks I need a disguise", he finished, patting himself on the head.

Both of the boys stood, examining the others new look; Yuri with a look of approval on his face and Wolfram with that of lust. Eventually Yuri tore his gaze away from Wolfram's black head to look at his other head, which made him realize that Wolfram liked Yuri's new colour more than he was letting on.

Yuri walked forward towards his showering lover. Fully clothed, he embraced Wolfram's wet, soapy body in a tight, bonding hug. "I'm falling in love with you too," he smiled at his uncertain companion.

Yuri began to bend down to show his affection to Wolfram but was stopped. Wolfram grabbed Yuri's chin and pulled his head back up to meet his soft pouted lips. Wolfram slipped his tongue into Yuri's mouth while Yuri grabbed his soapy naked bum with both hands and pulled him close. He could feel Wolfram's erection pressing on his rising penis, which made him even more turned on.

"I think it's my turn…" started Yuri.

"To be the uke?" Wolfram finished crudely with a suggestive look on his face. "I think you're about right!"

Yuri released one of his hands from Wolfram's bum cheek and reached out of the shower cubical and into the top drawer of the vanity, using Wolfram's other bum cheek as a pivot to hold onto. Wolfram grabbed at his lover's waist to prevent him from falling.

"Aha!" Yuri said, satisfied with his findings. He pulled his hand out of the drawer and raised a condom into the air.

Wolfram simply smiled, amazed. "How did you know that would be there?"

"Well, this used to be Lady Celi's room, right? Well, that's where my Mum and Dad keep their stash!" he smirked, pleased with himself.

Wolfram tightened his grip around Yuri's waist and pulled him back up straight. They gave each other a quick peck and then looked into each other's eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Yuri?" asked Wolfram.

"Well…I have to try it some time, don't I?" Yuri answered.

With his question answered, Wolfram reached past Yuri and pulled the glass door closed and latched it shut. He spun Yuri around so that he was facing the glass and then forcefully pushed him against the shower screen. Yuri raised his hands to brace himself for what was to come. Wolfram fitted himself with the condom and rested the head of his penis on Yuri's rim. But before he pushed it in, he wanted to make sure that Yuri was fully relaxed. He lent forward, poked out his long tongue and began to massage Yuri's earlobe with his mouth. Yuri reached his hands higher to grab the top of the shower screen and take some of the weight off his feet, emphasizing the pleasure. Wolfram reached his hands around Yuri's waist to grab his penis. He stoked it softly, slowly forcing his own inside Yuri. With a sharp breath in, Yuri closed his eyes to try and cope with the pain inflicted by Wolfram's not so small toy. Yuri squeezed the top rail of the shower screen from the pain as Wolfram continued to rub Yuri's penis with both hands.

"Are you ok?" Wolfram asked, concerned.

"Yeah…that helps." Yuri answered, referring to Wolfram playing with him.

"Just let me know if it becomes too much." Wolfram insisted.

Wolfram was now almost balls deep (all the way in). He stopped pushing and raised his hands to grab Yuri's chest. Yuri took this as a sign to let go of the screen and lowering himself so his feet were firmly on the tiled shower floor. Wolfram slowly stepped backwards, gently puling Yuri back as well until they both stood under the spray of the showerhead. Both could feel the hot stream of water hitting every part of their bodies, amplifying the hot passion between the lovers. Yuri turned his head to look back at Wolfram who met him half way. Wolfram kissed up and down Yuri's neck as he began to draw his penis back, then gently thrusting his hips forward, again pausing, but this time only for a few seconds. He began to quicken the rate of the thrusts, still kissing his anxious partner's neck.

"It's not hurting so much now." Yuri whispered, still in a slight amount of pain.

Wolfram lowered one of his hands from Yuri's chest and placed it back on his knob, beginning to pull him off. Yuri reached behind his head, stroking Wolfram's black hair while letting out breaths of enjoyment now that the pain had almost fully left. The feeling of another inside him mixed with the hot wet sensation of the water made Yuri tingle all over, only further contributing to the bliss.