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Stubborn Souls - Fragrance Love

- Awkward Moments -

Story Summary:

An unusual epidemic has fallen on Wolfram von Bielefield. Though it might be an ordianry illness, he seemed not to be able to recover from it. The whole demon tribe is bewildered by this tragedy that has befallen on the Maou's fiancé. Everyone is taking sides; some wanted to inform the king. Others, especially Lord Bielefield, prefer the king remain ignorant. For the king has decided to remain on Earth until his future is assured.Conrad makes the final decision to bring his brother to Earth to be cured. Without the king knowing. What will happen when Yuuri finds out?

Softly he awoke. To the deafening silence around him. Feeling somewhat restless and unable to sleep, he slipped away from the bed and into the blinding light of the hallway.

Though it was still visiting hours, he was still cautious of the looks the nurses were giving him. Smiling somewhat nervously, he entered the elevator with a relieved sigh. Noticing the panel of numbers, he selected the one he had seen earlier on.

A few seconds later, the door slid opened and he walked out of the compact room. Now this was the tricky part. Exactly who did they visit? It was like searching for a needle in a haystack. But he didn't have to search for long.

The memory of that day must have jolted him from his sleep. The memory was still fresh in his mind despite being a few days old. Thinking about it now, he wondered if what he said was wrong. True, he was regretting every single word that had slipped out without any thinking. But he could not help but say them, knowing he should not have.

Clearly in deep thoughts, Wolfram hadn't realize that he had wandered far from his room. Unconsciously turning around a corner, he lifted his head and shocked emerald eyes stared straight into a pair of another shocked dark ones. Oh no.

He had to admit. The moment was truly awkward. Despite the beautiful ethereal-like scenery. Seated outside in the hospital garden, he sneaked a glance at his side. He felt a sudden urge to snicker but chose not to. The dark-haired boy looked equally nauseas.

"How...What...Why..." This came from the king of his country. He heard the boy let out his breath before turning towards him. Dark eyes stared with recognizable shock. "What are you doing here? Why are you here? How did you get here?" He frowned at the questions.

"I believe you've already know the answer to that last question." The king was slightly taken aback by his answer before he regained his composure. The boy gave a small smile as he sheepishly laughed. Then, with no apparent reason, a hand clamped straight on his forehead while Yuuri leaned way too close towards him. The mild suddenness surprised him before he rudely waved aside the king's hand. "Get off of me." Now two hands clamped around his wrists.

"You are sick! What I've thought as an illusion was actually true."

"Get. Your. Hands. Off. Of. Me." His voice was trembling with soft anger at the rude treatment he was getting. Once his hands were free and the king sat back, he stood up. With a disapproving sound, he started to leave when a hand clamped onto his wrist once again. He swiftly turned to demand release but something stopped him.

His dark eyes were serious and intent, and he could actually see the worry in those eyes. A tug caused him to settle back down beside the dark-haired boy. "Stay for a while. I'm sure sooner or later they'll find me here and chase me out. It 's been weeks since that da-"

"I'm too tired to go through that again." He turned away from the king, eyes closed with a frown. He could feel the king's hand slipping gently away from his as both settled to sit more comfortably.

"Are you all right, Wolfram?" Hearing his name slipped past the king's lips caused his heart to beat a little faster but he still maintained his composure.

"Of course, why shouldn't I?" His voice was haughty as usual, an attempt to hide his quickened heartbeat. The king let out a small and somewhat shy smile. The awkward silence returned once more. He swore he could actually hear his heart beating in the deafening silence.

"You look kind of nice in that." It was unusual to hear him say that. A blush appeared, but thankfully, it was too dark for the king to notice. "But I kind of prefer you in your uniform." Hearing that, he sneaked a glance before turning to shyly smile at Yuuri. The king, at the same time, turned and smiled. Realizing that they were staring, both swiftly turned away.

"I have to get back to my room. The nurses will be looking for me." He stood up and was about to leave when, once again, the king grabbed hold of his hand.

"Wolfram, I have to know. What were you about to say that day?" With just the mere mention of that eventful day, the warmth that he had feeling diminished within a second. That idiot. With his other hand, Wolfram gently pushed the king's hand away.

"It's nothing. I was just being myself. A brat, isn't that what you would call it?" The words held a slight bitterness in them, thought unintentionally. He turned to leave when all of a sudden, he was grabbed quite roughly. The next thing he realized was something soft was on his lips, the feeling quite sensational, while he stared at the king. Just as sudden as he was grabbed, the king jumped back with a startle.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." The words chilled his entire body and he turned with his back facing the dark-haired boy. What should have been an another awkward silence turned to a rather tensed one.

"I'd better go." Those were his only words to the king.

Hidden from view, he watched the dark-haired boy left the compound of the hospital and disappeared around a corner. Though the boy was gone, his eyes still continued to gaze out almost dreamily. His hand, acting on its own accord, grazed his lower lip.

"I'm such an idiot." Letting out a frustrated sound, he flopped onto his bed. He stayed motionless with his face immersed in the soft pillow. A while later, he rolled to his back. A hand slowly and gently touched the softness of his lips before a soft sigh was let out.

Something was different about Wolfram. For couple of days his little brother had been gazing into space, his fingers touching his bottom lip.

"Wolfram? Wolfram!" With a start, the golden-haired boy blinked twice before realizing his adopted daughter had her hand waving in front of his eyes. He glanced around as a faint blush appeared when he realized everyone was staring. "Are you all right?"

"I was just thinking."

"About what?" The question was innocent but it got his blush deepened and he looked flustered. In silent amusement, Conrad watched his brother tried to answer. Judging by the way Wolfram had touched his lips and the faraway look he had, the brown-haired knight had already guessed the answer. At that exact moment, one of the nurses entered the room.

"Wolfram, it seems you have another visitor."

He could not believe this was happening to him. His heart was racing, his palms all sweaty. He wondered what on earth had possessed him to come back to the hospital. He hadn't even know which room Wolfram was in or if the golden-haired boy would even see him.

"Excuse me. Is there a Wolfram staying here?" His voice was amazingly unnerved though he couldn't say the same about his insides. The nurse glanced up and smiled at him.

"Are you a relative?" Now that was a question that he could not entirely answer.

"In a way." His sort of lop-sided smile must have convinced the woman as she stood up and gestured at a passing nurse.

"Megumi, you're going to that boy's room, aren't you? Could you bring him there as well?" With another warm smile, the nurse gestured for him to follow the other woman. "She'll bring you up to his room. Could you please say hi to Wolfram for me as well? He is such an adorable guy, with those luxurious golden hair of his and those vivid green eyes. I'd go up in a second if not my shift here."

He smiled and hesitantly nodded before thanking the woman and following the other nurse who was waiting for him in the elevator. Silence now came the moment the door closed behind him and he could actually hear his heart thundering. He could have sworn the nurse heard it too as she glanced at him.

It must have felt like ages before the door finally opened and he stepped outside. By now, his heart was really racing as he continued following the nurse into a room. The moment he entered, he stopped short. Inside, everyone was looking at him. When he meant everyone, he meant everyone. Conrad, Gwendel, his brother, Murata and Greta. And even Wolfram. Oh shit.

The atmosphere in the room was awkward and really tensed as there was only silence. Everyone was still staring at him, though Wolfram had a slight redness to his cheeks.

"What are you doing here?" This came from his brother and quite bluntly at that. Nervously he let out a smile as his eyes glanced at one after another.

"I...well...I heard that Wolfram wasn't feeling himself so I decided to come and visit." His answer invoked quite a few comical reactions from both Shori and Murata.

"You told him!"

"No, you did!"

"I swore I didn't. What? You don't believe me?"

"You're his brother."

"Well, you're his friend. You must have told him!"

"I'm telling you, I didn't. Now why would I tell him since I've already prom-"

"In any case, perhaps we should let the two of them talk since His Majesty is already here. Greta, would you like to see if we could find that nice man selling ice-cream?" And within seconds, the two of them were alone.

- So how'd you find it so far? Kind of short, huh? And not my usual cliff-hanger chapters! In any case, I'm devoting all my attention to this fanfiction, so I'll be able to put my mind at ease after it's done! Though it might take some time since I'm currently working and such.

- Now for those who're wondering what kind of illness Wolfram is having, well...I kind of haven't thought of anything. It's just that I heard from my friend that there is such fevers that lasted for days. I heard from her that the longest was nearly about a month but not that kind of high fever. So, actually, I'm trying to find an excuse for Wolfram to be in Yuuri's world. Hehe...but wasn't this chapter just adorable?