Author's Note 1: please don't kill me….to all those who subscribed to this story and found that it might as well be a dead story…well, it isn't…it was me, and I am very sorry….

Author's Note 2: to the reviewer who wanted a sequel to Without Sight and a new chappy for this story, thank you for telling me that it has been at least a year since I updated this. As I told her, I lost my notes…I did tell you I have written the story but never got along typing it…and here it is….chapter 5..

Author's Note 3: please try not to kill me…

Author's Note 4: I stuck with my original plot. Thank you for reading my stories!

Warning: Contain boy to boy love

Acceptance and Denial

Chapter 5

Wolfram awoke the next morning on their bed. He stretch over to Yuuri's side and found that it was cold. He realized that the double black did not even come to bed when he noticed that the covers were unmoved and the pillow was unwrinkled.

Panic immediately consumed him. He muttered an expletive and the word Wimp with a fierce tone. He got off the bed, reached for clean clothes and started changing. He will find the man whether he wanted him to or not.

His back was to the bedroom door when it suddenly opened. The blonde turned to spit a litany of profanities and exclaim that he was unnecessarily worried. Much to his dismay, it was Conrad who filled the door frame. "Where's Yuuri?" the younger man asked.

"He left to his other home."

"When will he be back?"

"Soon. He said he would not take long. He just needed to clear his head. We were able to retrieve the information about their leader, Lady Katsumi, and will depart when his majesty gets back."

"When did he leave?"

"After we informed him."

"And why wasn't I informed?"

"Orders from His Majesty."

"Did he just affirm my miniscule importance?"

"You actually believe that still?"

"You were there, Weller."

"I saw nothing of what you perceive. He was afraid to make a choice. He did not want anyone hurt, especially you. Never you."

"But I still am."

"He did not mean it."

Before the blonde was able to express a nonchalant huff, a soldier with Conrad's uniform colors approached the older man. "His Majesty has returned." He simply announced.

Conrad nodded to his trainee, "All right." He then looked at his younger brother. "Are you coming?"

The blonde straightened invisible wrinkles on the jacked of his blue uniform and ran a hand through his hair, "Of course. No matter how he treats me, I am still his fiancé." His chin was a notch higher, but there was a lack of enthusiasm in his tone of voice. "It is only right that I greet him."

He stood from the fountains and walked to Gunter who had a towel ready for him. "Thank you." The double black said with a boyish grin. The advisor almost had a nose bleed.

He patted his face with it and ran it once through his hair. "I'm home!" he announced casually.

"Your Majesty, have you been sleeping well?" The silver haired man asked. He inwardly told himself that he has been remise with his duties as to not notice the dark circles beneath Yuuri's eyes until now.

"Not really. There was too much to think about."

"You must not do so, Your Majesty, at least not enough to make yourself ill with fatigue."

"I'm alright, Gunter." He assured the man. When the older man moved aside, the double black immediately spotted Wolfram and smiled in greeting. The blonde looked away as if acknowledging the king was more appalling than anything else.

Yuuri felt a pang of guilt and sorrow that ran strongly through his body to the tips of his fingers and toes.

"That was fast, Your Majesty."

"It's Yuuri, Conrad."

"Of course. Welcome home, Yuuri."

He smiled weakly, but his godfather did not question it. The double black was thankful for that. "I do not want to delay our trip. Are the horses ready?"

"Would you want to rest first?" Gunter asked, concern etched his face.

"No, we must go."