Meanwhile, back at the castle...
That lying cheating henachoko, Wolfram thought to himself. If he goes anywhere near another woman- I'll – I'll –. Of course, Wolfram had discovered that Yuuri had gone to a pub, having overheard the maids gossiping, so his usual possessive streak had been manipulating every thought. But, by the time he had heard the news, Yuuri had already left the castle and Wolfram's mother dragged him off for one of these so called 'hen parties'.
"My darling Wolfram, as is custom, I got you a present before your big day", Cheri passed her son a pink box with a bow wrapped around it. She winked and followed up by saying, "Open it later. We have a party to enjoy."
Wolfram put the present to one side and looked around at the newly decorated hall. The main theme was obviously pink, a colour Wolfram was fond of himself. His mother continued to outdo herself with masses of banners and tables after tables of wine and chocolate orientated foods.
The guests had arrived. Cheri welcomed in Greta, Gisela, Anishina and even Ulrike-sama. The small and deceptively young-looking woman turned and smiled at Wolfram's surprise. "His Highness insisted I indulge myself enough to attend any wedding related events."
Then, surprising Wolfram further, a horde of women from the temple turned up. Added to the four maids serving, the whole hall was filled with girls. Wolfram thought it was strange that he was the only guy and half-expected Yozak to show up in a dress again. And Yuuri said Shin Makoku traditions are strange.
"Wolfram~ come look what Yuuri and His Highness brought back from their last trip to Earth." Curiosity piqued, Wolfram joined his mother and Anishina-san, who were gazing at a small metallic object sat on the table.
"They left instructions" Anishina spoke. " 'Just push the button with the triangle on, it's running on battery'…?" She followed the instruction and they all got a shock when noise emerged from it.
"The note also says, 'It's a CD player, press the button with the square on to stop the music'."
This was music! Wolfram thought. Although thinking back, he vaguely remembered hearing something similar when he last visited Yuuri's homeland. An energetic beat filled the hall and, even though the maidens looked lost at first, they were soon following his mother, twirling around to the tunes.
Wolfram resigned himself to stop thinking about Yuuri and that he could punish him once the young maoh got back, if need be. The blond spent the next few hours eating as many calories as possible, sipping wine like the professional he is and being pulled onto the dance floor by his mother and Greta. Laughing gleefully, the little girl had said, "What?~ Can't dance, Wolfram?"
To which he puffed out his chest and replied, "Of course I can…just not to this music."
This caused him to remember that tomorrow, after the ceremony, he would start the after party by dancing (preferably to slower music) with Yuuri. …Waltzing, in this very hall, with Yuuri. The maoh's arm would wrap around his waist, their torsos together, their hands linked. Yuuri would be unable to avert his gaze and Wolfram would claim his full attention, like he so craved.
Now tired from restraining his own thoughts, Wolfram announced that he was going to bed. His mother agreed that he should get his 'beauty sleep', promptly hugged him and then started to end the party. Wolfram left the hall, not forgetting to pick up his present, and headed to his/Yuuri's bedroom. He was surprised to find Yuuri already in bed, flushed and muttering in his sleep. Avoiding the temptation to shake the sleeping body awake, the blond declared, "Fine, I'll question you tomorrow", and expectedly, got not reply. Wolfram quickly changed into one of his many nighties, that were kept in this room in spite of Yuuri's protests, and slipped into the bed. The maoh smelt of alcohol, but was still warm and comfy to snuggle up against.
Just before going to sleep, Wolfram opened the nearly-forgotten-present and couldn't hold back a grin when he saw that it was a brand new bottle of his mother's special perfume.
I. AM. ON. A. ROLL!~ lol hope this chapter wasn't too filler-y. If you know what I mean. I hate fillers. This, however, must be the least R rated fics I've done so far, so I thought about changing the rating, but then I thought about the upcoming honeymoon and left the rating as it is.
