This is my tribute to Yuuri Shibuya.
Things to remember:
A) This fanfic contains shonen-ai. MALE ON MALE. BOY X BOY. Don't like, don't read. It's simple, folks.
B) I support YuuRam. If they have sex(unlikely), Yuuri will top. Deal with it *-*
C) I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh, sadly. But that's okay. I'll live.
D) This is a work of FICTION. So because of this fact, anything I say goes. No complaining if something below does not make sense. I will be more than happy to explain my logic if you ask me.
More relevant info to this chapter: Here we are, my friends. The end to our first arc. We've come so…not very far, but they got married so cookies for Captin? So the next chapter is a preview for arc 2, which will be up next Friday. Thanks, guys, for all of the reveiews and alerts. Please follow to the next.
PS. This chapter is kind of choppy, but it is because it's like a wrap-up. If it bothers you, sorry.
Special thanks to: OilWar, demona the demon girl, kinaki, lilgurlanima, Shadow Priesstes
Sincerely wishing you all well,
Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius
For most of the night, Yuuri watched him. While he loved it, it also got a bit irritating. His wedding had been everything he could have wished for, and then some. Gwendal had even cracked a tear. Yuuri had done everything perfectly. Said what needed to be said, when it needed to be said. When they had ended the ceremony, the Maoh had then scooped up Greta, wrapped an arm around Wolfram, and turned to the crowd.
"This is your royal family, Shin Makoku." He had declared. Greta had waved and he blushed.
Then, when they were eating their reception dinner, Yuuri had shocked him again.
-Flashback-
"Well, how is everything?" Yuuri asked, taking his hand. Wolfram smiled, squeezing the hand.
"Wonderful. Thank you for a wonderful day, Yuuri." He replied warmly. Yuuri leaned down to kiss him.
"No problem Wolf. I'm happy that you are happy. Now, what do you think of this…what ever it is." Yuuri said, feeding him a piece of the main meat. Wolfram savored the taste.
"Delicious." The fire Mazoku replied, leaning in to receive another kiss from his husband.
"Love you." Yuuri whispered against his lips. Wolfram kissed him in answer. When they cut the cake, Yuuri held him, resting his head on his shoulder. The crowd, of course, loved the closeness of their new royal couple. When Yuuri fed him a piece of cake, they 'awed.'
-End Flashback-
They danced a few times that night. Three dances together(the first and last were obvious) and each with Greta. Gwen and his mother had danced with him. Jennifer too. After the last dance, with many of the guests high off of the wine they had drunken, Wolfram had began to nod off. Yuuri had chuckled and closed the night, both blushing at the looks their mothers gave them. Greta would be staying with Yuuri's parents as they went on their honeymoon…which he still had no idea where that was.
Now they were heading for the bedroom…for their wedding night. As Yuuri shut the door, Wolfram sat on the bed.
Yuuri mentally glared at the Mazoku Maoh, who was chuckling darkly. He locked the door as an afterthought. A soft groan from the bed had him looking over at his new spouse.
"What's wrong?" Yuuri asked as he approached the bed, softly slipping out of his shoes. Wolfram smiled up at him.
"My feet. Well, my ankle. When I was helping Jennifer mop yesterday, I slipped. My ankle has been irritating me." He admitted. Yuuri chuckled. Sitting down beside him.
"Give me the ankle. I'm pretty good at getting rid of ankle pain. Or so Mom says." He added. Wolfram hesitated.
"Are you sure?" He asked. Yuuri smiled, leaning over to kiss him.
"Of course I am. Give it up." He said, holding out his hands expectantly. When Wolfram went to take off his shoes first, Yuuri stopped him.
"Wolf…let me." Yuuri insisted, taking both of his feet. "Lay back and relax. I…have a confession to make." He admitted as he slowly took off the black boots.
"Oh?" Wolfram asked. Yuuri nodded.
"I…don't want to have our first time…here. I know it probably sounds weird, cause that's how it should be, but I want it away from prying eyes…or ears." He confessed. Wolfram smiled, blushing.
"Really?" The blond asked. Yuuri nodded. Wolfram chuckled.
"Okay. Do you mind if we change before you massage my ankle? I want to relax. Today was a big day." Wolfram explained. Yuuri chuckled.
"Want some help? I mean, you don't have strip down to everything. We could change like we always do, just helping each other." Yuuri quickly added, hands rubbing Wolfram's back. His spouse nodded shyly.
"Alright." He said. Yuuri smiled, helping him off of the bed and into their closet.
Once both had been dressed, the Maoh lead them to bed, gently pushing Wolfram down first, then sitting beside him. Pulling socked feet into his lap, the double-black began to massage the slightly swollen feet. He frowned.
"Why are they swollen? Are they like this all the time?" He asked. Wolfram shook his head.
"No. It was the boots. They were ordered for this occasion." He explained. Yuuri nodded, gently pulling off the socks.
"Tell me more about how you 'prepared' for our special day." Yuuri requested. Wolfram nodded, leaning back against the pillows.
"Well, Mama took us out immediately after you left to buy herself, Mother, and Greta something to wear, seeing that I and Geika already had something." Wolfram began. "It was fun, and Greta loved it. Mother got another dress too. She said she liked them both, and promised to repay Mama." He said, rolling his eyes. Yuuri chuckled.
"Mom told her not to worry about it, didn't she?" He asked, smiling when Wolfram sighed with relief as he found the source of his pain. "Better?" He asked softly. Wolfram nodded.
"Yes, much better. Thank you." He said. Yuuri leaned over and kissed him.
"Anytime. Continue while I pay attention to the other." He said, switching ankles. Wolfram smiled.
"That night, Shori showed up. I had been reading Greta a bedtime story from our story book, Mother with us as she curled her hair. He walked in, screamed, and then was yelling at Mama. I swear Yuuri, he sure knows how to make a person feel unwelcome. Little Greta was shaking afterwards." Wolfram added, outraged. Yuuri nodded.
"I know. He needs to understand that I have a family now. Everyone is okay about this but him." Yuuri said as he crawled up to Wolfram, wrapping him in his arms. The blond nodded.
"Anyway, the next day Mother and I explained what weddings were like here, mainly using Mother's as an example, as Greta and Shouma when out."
"Dad took Greta out?" Yuuri asked. Wolfram nodded.
"Yes. To a park. Anyway, Mama then explain what wedding's in your world were like. It sounded like a phony version of ours. Mother loved it, of course." He said around a yawn. Yuuri chuckled, kissing his forehead. He was still amused that his dad took Greta out.
"Tired?" He asked. Wolfram yawned, wrapping his arm around Yuuri.
"Yeah. I'm not sleepy though." He said as Yuuri slid them down and into the bed.
"Okay. Why don't we talk until you do?" He asked. Wolfram nodded.
"Okay. What made you want to keep me?" The green eyed Mazoku asked as he slid under his husband's chin. Yuuri chuckled.
"Well, first off I need to tell you a few secrets." He said. Wolfram nodded, leaning into the warmth.
"I'm listening."
"This is going to sound a bit crazy, but there are two of me." Yuuri admitted. Wolfram looked up at him curiously. "Yeah. When I unleash my power, it's not me. It's the Mazoku Maoh." He explained. Wolfram chuckled.
"Sorry, I don't mean to laugh. But seriously Yuuri, Mazoku Maoh?" He laughed again, causing Yuuri to lean down to kiss him.
"Shh, I do believe you wanted an answer." He whispered against the still giggling lips. Wolfram nodded, holding in his laughter. "Well anyway, the other me had been trying to get me to accept you for a couple weeks now. Then, my dreams started to be about you. And they were frequent. And…hot." He said honestly. Wolfram blushed. Yuuri stroked his back reassuringly. "Just when I was about to confess to you, that idiot took you away from me. I decided then that I had to have you." He finished. Wolfram nodded. "Can I ask you a question now?" He asked, planting a kiss upon golden locks. Wolfram nodded.
"Anything." He replied earnestly.
"Why did you stay by me all these years? Looking back, I was so horrible to you." Yuuri said, regret in his voice. Wolfram chuckled.
"That's easy, Yuuri. My Maoh, I love you. It wasn't a matter of whether or not I was happy. It was a matter that you were." Wolfram said honestly. He felt Yuuri smile into his hair.
"You know I love you, right?" Yuuri teased. Wolfram smiled up at him.
"Yeah. I do. I love you so much." He said, kissing the ruler of his kingdom.
"Tomorrow will be a long day. You had better get some sleep, Wolf." Yuuri murmured gently as he rolled onto his back. Wolfram curled up to his side.
"Okay. Night." He yawned. Yuuri chuckled, kissing his forehead.
"Night."
"What is this?" Wolfram asked as he sat up in bed. Yuuri chuckled, handing him the tub.
"This is one of our wedding gifts that I happed to see." Yuuri said. "A fun wedding gift, I might add." He said as he climbed back into bed, taking the cover off of the tub of ice cream.
"What is it?" Wolfram asked curiously. Yuuri chuckled.
"Here, try it." He said, getting some on the spoon and feeding him. "It's good." He added.
"Yuuri! I thought you said this stuff was good. It's cold!" Wolfram said as he tried to spit out the ice cream Yuuri gave him. Yuuri laughed.
"It's suppose to be cold Wolf. It's called 'ice' cream for a reason." Yuuri smiled as a thought struck him. The Maoh chuckled in delighted approval.
"Ah, great idea." He said as Yuuri took the spoon from Wolfram, and after taking a bite of the ice cream, kissed the much older male. Wolfram's eyes widened before he blushed. Yuuri smirked, kissing his lips as he pulled back. Wolfram, still very much in shock, blinding put the ice cream on the table and pulled Yuuri close again. Kissing him, Wolfram shyly opened his mouth for his husband. The Mazoku was cheering in Yuuri's head as the Maoh dipped his tongue into the bishonen's mouth. Wolfram moaned softly as he wrapped his arms around Yuuri.
The Maoh chuckled, pulling back and leaning his forehead against the blonde's.
"We had better stop. I was serious last night about our first time. Now I'm going to take a shower to cool my head, and then after I get out, we'll say our goodbye to everyone, and then…I'm going to take you to Francia." Yuuri said, smiling when Wolfram's eyes widened.
"That's where we're honeymooning?" Wolfram asked. Yuuri chuckled.
"Not just there. I want to also visit the lands of the ten noble families, too. And since you are nobility, I figured any questions I have, I could just ask you. I mean, Gunter is not the only knowledgeable person in this castle." He added. Wolfram smiled softly.
"Okay. Thank you. Now, you go and get ready. I'll make sure we have everything we need." Wolfram said as he slipped out from under his husband. Yuuri chuckled.
"Okay. Love you." Yuuri said as he wrapped his arms around Wolfram.
"Love you too." He replied, kissing him again.
"Thanks." Wolfram smiled as he excepted a glass of wine from his spouse that evening.
"You're very welcome." Yuuri said, sitting down beside him in front of the fireplace. The two set together as the flames illuminated their bedroom in their safe house in Francia.
"Tired?" Yuuri asked Wolfram. He shook his head.
"No. Nervous." He admitted. Yuuri sighed.
"Don't be. I should be the nervous one…until a few months ago, I had no idea I would even want this. I'm worried I'll hurt you." Yuuri said honestly. Wolfram smiled at him, taking his hand.
"I'm sure you'll be fine." He said, leaning back against him. Yuuri chuckled, scooping him up.
"Yeah. Will you help?" He asked, slightly worried about hurting his new spouse. Wolfram chuckled.
"Of course Yuuri. Of course." He said as he was sat on the bed. Yuuri leaned down over him, locking their lips.
"I don't see what you were worried about." Wolfram said as he curled against a warm chest. An equally warm arm wrapped around him.
"Well, now I feel silly. How do you feel? Any pain?" Yuuri asked. Wolfram kissed him.
"No. You were so gentle. It was everything I had every dreamed of." The fire Mazoku admitted. Yuuri smiled, rubbing a smooth back.
"That's good. I wanted that for you…for us." Yuuri said softly. Wolfram looked up, leaning over his husband.
"I love you, Yuuri. So much." Wolfram confessed. Yuuri cupped the back of his head, pulling him down for a kiss.
"I love you too, my Wolf. I'll do anything for you." Yuuri said as he wrapped his arms around the warm body that slid on top of him. Wolfram smiled, kissing him again.
Wolfram blinked awake that morning, slightly disoriented. The gentle morning light streamed into the bedroom as the blond blushed, recalling everything from the night before.
"Oh Yuuri. You really have become a king." He whispered to his sleeping lover, gently reaching out to stroke the tip of his nose. Yuuri sighed in his sleep, turning slightly towards his hand. Wolfram chuckled, stealing a soft kiss before resting his head back down. A warm smiled crept over his face as Yuuri's arm slipped around him. Closing his eyes, he snuggled closer to his new husband, content to sleep a little longer. Yuuri's arm tightened around him, helping him get as close as possible.
"Are you okay?" Yuuri's voice made him jump, and he had to calm his racing heart as he nodded.
"Yes. Sorry to wake you." Wolfram said, pressing a kiss underneath his chin. Yuuri shrugged.
"It's okay. I was worried about how you would feel this morning." The double-black replied, burying his nose in blond locks. Wolfram smiled as fingertips gently pressed at his lower back.
"Thanks for your concern, but I feel fine. You were amazing last night, Yuuri." Wolfram sighed happily, pressing a kiss to the bare chest. Yuuri chuckled, gently lifting Wolfram's face up to kiss him. Wolfram moaned softly as his lips were nudged open, glady consenting and allowing his spouse's tongue in his hot cavern. When they finally parted, both were semi-hard and slight out of breath.
"Didn't get enough of me last night?" Wolfram teased as Yuuri rolled onto his back, Wolfram straddling his hips.
"Never." He said, eyes darkening as his hands began to explore his spouse's porceline skin.
"What's wrong?" Yuuri asked softly as Wolfram hid in his arms. The blond shook his head.
"Promise me me that this is for real. That we really are together. You didn't marry me just to shut me up." Wolfram said. Yuuri frowned. He and Wolfram had stepped out to speak with Lila and Antoine early that day. As he and the other royal couple chatted, Wolfram had gone down to town to buy one of his favorite snacks. When he had returned he found a scared Wolfram.
"Wolf, you know that I love you. Who's making you think like this?" Yuuri asked as he gently rubbed Wolfram's back, placing kisses along his jaw. Wolfram sighed, leaning into his husband.
"Sorry. This creepy guy was following me and saying all of these things, and he just got to me. He sounded so sure. I don't doubt you. I just needed you to confirm it." Wolfram mumbled, Yuuri pulled his face up to look at him.
"I love you, Wolfram. Now. Always. Don't ever doubt that. You want to go and take a bath? I'll help you get that creep out of your mind." Yuuri said teasingly. Wolfram giggled, wrapping his arms around his lover.
"Okay." He agreed, yelping when Yuuri picked him up.
Wolfram giggled, blushing as he sat on their bed, leaning over to bite into the chocolate the Yuuri offered. He smiled again as he savored the taste. His blushed darkened when Yuuri leaned over, gently pushing him back onto the bed. Wolfram gulped as he caught the look in Yuuri's eyes.
"We go home tomorrow." Yuuri said as he lay kisses across his husband's neck. Soft finger's threaded through black hair.
"Mhm. Back to your paper work." He gasped when Yuuri nipped his neck.
"No talk about the evil things waiting for my signature." He demanded. Wolfram chuckled.
"Just teasing. We'll finally get to christen our bed." He said suggestively as Yuuri's hands wandered under his nightgown. Yuuri chuckled.
"We will. And our bath." He added, Wolfram giggling when Yuuri looked up to him playfully. Sighing in contentment, Wolfram cupped the face of his husband.
"I love you, Yuuri." Wolfram smiled as he hooked a leg over Yuuri's hip.
"And I love you." He returned the sentiment as he leaned down to kiss him.
- TIME SKIP -
"Are you going to be okay, Papa-Wolf?" Greta asked from her spot beside Wolfram. The blond smiled at his daughter.
"I'll be fine." Wolfram assured her. He noticYuuri frown beside him.
Greta nodded. "Okay. I'll visit after I'm done with my school work." She said, running out of the room. Wolfram smiled as she ran out.
"Are you really okay, Wolf?" Yuuri asked, pulling his husband of two years into his arms. Wolfram nodded.
"Yeah. For some reason my magic levels are low. That's why I think I've been feeling bad. When Gisel gets back, I'll have her take a look. Now go and run our country." Wolfram said as he smacked Yuuri's knee. The double-black sighed, kissing his forehead.
"Fine. I'll have your mother sit with you, okay?" Yuuri said. Wolfram rolled his eyes.
"If it makes you feel better." He said. Yuuri wrapped his arms around him.
"Look Wolf, I love you, and you've never been like this before. It's scaring me." He admitted, burying his face in blond locks. Wolfram gripped his hands.
"I'll be fine Yuuri, I promise. I'm not dying, so relax, okay? If I start feeling any worse I'll call you." He promised. Yuuri kissed him, nodding.
"Um Yuuri, I have something to tell you." Wolfram said as he stood in Yuuri's office, playing with the hem of his night gown. Yuuri smiled, pleased to see Wolfram up and walking around. He had been feeling bad for a few weeks now, and it had the Maoh very worried.
"Come on in Wolf and tell me what's up." The Demon King said as he pulled Wolfram onto his lap before resuming his paper work. Summoning up his courage, Wolfram opened his mouth to tell his husband what was going on.
"Daddy! Papa-Wolf! Am I really getting a sibling?" Greta exclaimed as Wolfram shut his mouth, blushing and looking at his hands. Yuuri gasped, quickly looking to Wolfram. The blond Mazoku's blush deepened. The Maoh smiled…both Maoh's.
"Oh yeah, he's having my baby, what a wonderful way~" The Mazoku cut himself off not remembering the rest of the words. Yuuri grinned, quickly kissing Wolfram.
"Are we really Wolf?" He asked. Wolfram glanced up before nodding. Yuuri's grin widened as Greta squealed in the background.
"This is what has had you feeling bad?" Yuuri asked, a hand slidingupWolfram's nightgown. Wolfram nodded again. Yuuri kissed him as Greta ran out, calling for Gwendal and Celi.
"You're not asking how it's possible?" Wolfram asked as Yuuri continued to kiss him, hand on his stomach.
"At this point I wouldn't be surprised if Godzilla existed." He murmured against soft lips. Wolfram chuckled, returning the kisses.
"I'll ask about that later." He said as he wrapped his arms around Yuuri's neck.
"Gisel will explain more later, right?" He asked as Wolfram pulled back, resting against him. The green eyed male nodded, turning so his back was against Yuuri's chest. A pair of strong arms wrapped around him, a head of black hair resting on his shoulder.
"A baby. You're having my baby." Yuuri said as he kissed Wolfram's cheek.
"Our baby." He said, wrapping both of his hands over his husband's.
"I love you." Yuuri said, Wolfram leaning back to kiss him.
"And I love you, my teenage Maoh."
A/N: Whoo! Nearly 4,000 words. Alright folks, thats the end! So, who wants to try and guess on the baby gender? Or if it's even a single baby? You should review and guess. Name suggestions would be great too. Next chapter contains a preview for the next arc: The Trials of the Maoh