Chapter 6 – I only wanna be with you

V-V-V-Volbeat! Of course! :D

I'm so sorry for not having updated within two days since the last chapter... the weekend had me covered, birthday parties everywhere! :/ Anyway, I think this one was worth the wait, so have fun with it! :)

Usual warnings: mild sexual content, Yaoi.

When Yuri woke up, his eyelids felt too heavy to open. The first thing he noticed, though, was that the sheets had a special, familiar fragrance. He knew immediately that he was at home, in Blood Pledge Castle, in his own bed. And he was alone, because he couldn't feel the warmth of another person nearby as he had felt during the past days.

But as he listened closer, he could hear the breathing of other persons in his room. So he wasn't alone in the end.

So I'm not dead? shot through his mind. A very surprising thought.

There had been that arrow stuck in his chest. As it came back to his mind, he felt a pulsating pain there, between his neck and left shoulder. So he really had been hit, it was no dream, and he couldn't be dead, because if he was dead, he wouldn't be injured. It seemed logical.

The boy finally decided to open his eyes.

And the first person he saw was Wolfram, sitting on the edge of his bed. Beside him stood Conrad, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

„Yuri! You're awake!" Wolfram shoutet blissfully. „Finally!"

„Quiet, little brother. He still needs rest," the brown-haired soldier calmed him down before addressing Yuri.

„How do you feel, heika? Are you alright?"

„It's Yuri, for the thousandth time, Conrad," the king said reprobatively. „Yeah, I'm fine according to the circumstances. Where's Gwendal?"

Conrad raised an eyebrow in surprise at that question before his gaze fell to the other side of the bed. Yuri followed his eyes, just to find the dark-haired general sitting there in an old wingback chair, a woolen blanket spread over his lap. Knitting needles lay there, which apparently had fallen out of his hands. Gwendal slept, his head leaned at the side of the chair and he looked plain awful. Yuri noticed deep purple shadows under his eyes and his chin was covered with stubby black hair of his – at least for a few days - unshaved beard. He only wore a plain short-sleeved shirt, which revealed the bandage on his right upper arm, where the arrow had hit him.

„Why is he sitting there and... wait. How did I even come here? I can't remember anything since the attack," the king looked questioning and confused at Wolfram and Conrad.

The blond took a deep breath. „According to what my big brother told us, you fell unconscious right after the arrow hit your chest. Because you only were a day's travel away from the castle, he decided to take a horse of a man of his squad so he could bring you home as fast as possible. He rode all night and arrived at noon here. Since then, he refused to leave your side and he didn't sleep until Gunter was here about an hour ago. He had checked you and said that you are recovering well. As Gwendal heard that, he finally fell asleep."

„How... how long have I been unconscious then?" Yuri asked, stunned by what Gwendal had done for him.

„From the day Gwen arrived with you here," Conrad said, „it had been three days."

„What? Three days?" the boy asked shocked. He swallowed heavily. Gwendal hadn't slept for three days? Just because of...? Well, yes. Because of him.

„Yes," the soldier answered, now even smiling again, „and he took full responsibility for your injury. It still isn't decided if there will be any-"

Yuri interrupted him, lifting his upper body into a sitting position - despite the pain that hit his body, „No! Just no! I won't allow him to be responsible for that! It was my own fault, I jumped out of the carriage when not all of the robbers were away, though Gwendal had told me to stay. It was just my own silliness and it's not fair to blame him for that and he protected me well enough as a bodyguard!"

„Yuri, please," Conrad calmed him down, laying one hand on his healthy shoulder to press him gently back onto his bed. „We'll handle that later, okay? I'll call Gisela to look after you and then you need a good nights rest. At first, we are all happy that you and Gwendal are healthy and won't have to suffer from any aftereffects of that attack."

As the brown-haired man had left the room, Wolfram looked worriedly at his fiancé. „Are you sure you're all right? Ever since big brother returned from this trip, he seemed to act strange. Had anything happened?"

The boy wondered, because he had never seen the blonde that down with something he had usually used to blame him of cheating on him. „No, nothing special. I don't know, maybe it's just because of my injury..."

He couldn't talk any further, though, because the door burs open as Gunter almost fell into the room, followed by his daughter.

„Heika! Heika, oh dear Shinou, I'm so incredibly happy that you're well, I was so worried throughout the last days..." his teacher cried, clutching onto his hand while Gisela had silently took her place at the other side of his bed to check his pulse and blood pressure.

„Cool down, Gunter, I'm all right, nothing serious happened..." the green-haired woman had begun to palpate his bandaged wound.

„But you have been hit by an arrow, merely inches away from your heart! I think I don't have to mention how dangerous the situation was for you-" he broke into tears again, mumbling something of „would I just have been with you" and „imagine if you were dead" in between his sobs.

Gisela smiled and got to her feet again, obviously having finished his check-up.

„It seems like you're okay, heika, but you should rest. The fact that you have strong maryoku is helpful, it increases the natural heeling effect of your body. That's the only reason why it is already halfway closed again. But, you have to stay in bed at least for the rest of the week. And you-" she looked through the room, scanning Wolfram and her father, „should leave him alone now. And I mean immediately, understood?"

Her strong gaze softened as she looked at Gwendal. „We'll see what we can do about him when he's awake again. Call me then, okay, heika? You can call for me every time you are in pain or need something else, please don't forget."

With that, she shooed the others out of the room, leaving him alone with the dark-haired mazoku. Yuri looked at the winged chair again.

„You can now stop pretending you're asleep, Gwendal," the king addressed him amused.

The general didn't open his eyes. „At least they're finally away. Noisy brats," he grumbled. „But how did you know that I'm... "

„I know how you look like when you're sleeping," Yuri answered quietly while winking at the other one. He couldn't help but smile. „How are you?"

„I'm fine, thank you."

„Isn't that a little... inconvenient in that chair?"

„Well, yes," Gwendal responded, opening his eyes. Piercing blue ones met Yuri's black eyes.

Trying to ask in a relaxed way – and failing miserably at it - the king stumbled, „Why don't you come to the bed? It's much warmer and comfortable in here."

„But it's inappropriate for me," the tall demon's face froze as he hesitated, his eyebrows forming the usual wrinkle.

„It's not, if I approve it. And that I do. I would be very happy if you'd do me that favor."

The man still watched him indifferently, but Yuri held the gaze. Finally, Gwendal surrendered with a deep – but strangely happy - sigh, put his knitting needles aside, removed the blanket and got to his feet to crawl under the sheets to Yuri's side.

„Better?" the older one asked quietly.

„Always," Yuri answered smirking while resting his head at the taller one's shoulder. „It's always better when you're there," he managed to add, though his face was blushing deep red. He felt his heart jump to a much faster pace as a thought stroke his mind – That's how it should be like.

Gwendal chuckled softly as he wrapped his hand around the boy's neck to support him carefully. Yuri knew that his first choice would have been his waist, wouldn't both of them not been injured. He eyed the older one shyly before speaking again.

„Thank you so much for saving my life," he whispered. He knew everyone who accompanied him would have tried to save his life – he was the king in the end – but... he had the strange feeling that there was more. He tried to look into that pair of indigo eyes again, which still made him flustered. He knew his voice was trembling. There was so much more he wanted to say, but somehow, he couldn't quite put it to words, despite speaking any of them out loud.

„Thank you for caring about me," came the amused response.

Yuri watched the general, as the left edge of his lips twitched upwards, which made the frowning man look a little less intimidating. But the king was well past the point where he thought of Gwendal as intimidating.

„Show me your bandage, please," he said instead of an answer.

The dark-haired mazoku lifted his hand from the boy's neck and bent down, so Yuri could touch the brace on his upper arm lightly. He ran his fingers carefully over the white gauze bandage. Then, something came to his mind, and he blew a short breath at the hurt arm of the general.

The latter eyed him irritatedly. „What was that? Why did you..."

Yuri chuckled. „My mom always did this when I was still a child. when I fell down or anything like that and hurt myself. She always said she'll blow away the pain and it would heal faster. Pretty immature, huh?" God, this is ridiculous. I make myself a complete fool in front of him... Why didn't I just keep my mouth shut for once-

Gwendal smiled. The black-haired boy looked at him again. Yes, it was definitely a smile.

„Are you... are you smiling?" he asked surprised.

„Well, of course, obviously," now the general even laughed merrily.

„Why?" - Ah! Stupid question, Yuri! Stupid question!

„Because you just were too cute," the man chuckled, „and because I'm happy."

The smile deepened. Now Yuri was completely speechless. But what should he say in this moment?

„H-Happy?" he managed to choke. His heart was pumping faster then ever before, the young king thought it would burst every second. He had never ever been that anticipated and nervous. Could it be...?

„I'm happy that I can be with you, yes."

It could be.

Hearing a confession like that was more than the boy had ever hoped for. He decided to take all his courage and threw all concerns away. There had been something he had wanted to ask before that incident, right?

„Gwendal, I wanted to tell you something," he began, switching his position slightly. He had never before felt this way for anyone else – and he had never before confessed his love to anyone else. His clutched chest and the flustered feeling in his stomach didn't help as well. „I think, I-"

The tall, handsome demon sealed his mouth with his index finger. Dark, almost black hair strands fell into his face. „Shh, Yuri, don't say it. I know."

„You know?" the kings eyes flew wide open. „How... Why... What-?"

It couldn't be. So that was it. No that he had had enough time to think about it, Gwendal would tell him that they couldn't be together because he didn't-

„It was obvious, come on. I'm not blind, Yuri, and I'm to old to play games," the man still smiled warmly, eyeing him through the curtain of his dark hair. His thumb was caressing the boy's cheek absently, his eyes sparkling blissfully.

„But... What about Anissina?" Yuri stumbled.

„There is nothing about Anissina. I would never begin a relationship with her again, because I know that something that was ended once was ended for a reason. And if you still wonder what I told her the day when we departed from here... all I said was 'Don't hope for something you know won't come. That chance has passed by long ago and is no longer valid'."

„Gwendal, does that mean-" Yuri couldn't believe it. He was speechless. It had all been so clear to the general. Was he so easily to look through? Anyway, if that meant the man returned his feelings, then... he gasped for air.

But what followed made him forget all his objections, all his worries. A feeling so strong took over all his senses that it swept everything else away. Gwendal's soft lips were gently pressed onto his, moving carefully, brushing over his bottom lip lightly before capturing both again and again, until Yuri thought his chest would burst with joy and happiness every second. He couldn't do anything else than respond the same way, as much as he could, and he loved this feeling. Loved this man beside him with every beat of his heart.

Breathlessly, Yuri broke the kiss after endless minutes, which still didn't seem enough for him. He looked into Gwendal's wonderful blue eyes again and decided:

Yes, that is it. That's what I want.

And as if he had read Yuri's thoughts, the dark-haired demon smiled again.

Two days later.

Yuri still had to stay in bed. But at least the company is pleasant, he thought smiling.

Somehow, he had convinced Gisela and Gunter that Gwendal could stay here. During the daytime, the boy read books that his teacher brought him from the library. There were actually several very interesting ones among them, even funny stories – which he liked to read to the dark-haired man, so they both had their fun with it. Gwendal on the other hand was knitting most of the time, again some kind of animal, but he wouldn't tell Yuri what it was.

Or they both slept to recover. In that case, Yuri just had the option to hold the older one's hand underneath the blanket, so no one would notice when he or she entered the room while they were asleep.

It was hard for both of them to keep their hands off each other. Not that the injuries didn't still hurt and stopped closer cuddling, but there was always the opportunity that someone burst randomly into the room. They always had to listen for footsteps and immediately jump back to their former activity. It was stressful, but on the other hand, the couple also had fun.

But... oh, the nights. Yuri thought back to the nights he spent with Gwendal in this bed and sighed smiling, again. Of course, nothing filthy had happened – they didn't went that far yet, when they were together for merely a day – but nobody would disturb them in the night. And they knew that pretty well. So, they took advantage of that fact by using it for endless kissing, cuddling and caressing, until Yuri had the feeling of melting away in the other one's arms.

He would never have thought that Gwendal's large hands could be that gently and carefully, running softly up and down his back or pulling the small boy's body towards him while they kissed. Yuri's wound still hurt occasionally and whenever he grimaced in pain, the man would immediately notice and comfort him again. Just the thought of the other one's touches got his fantasies running again.

Evening had come down on the castle for a third time since their- „confessions". As he took a short look at his beloved one, Yuri noticed that the soft lips he loved kissing so much were drawn to an anticipated smirk. He hadn't seen Gwendal that happy in all the years he knew him like he had during the past days.

But there was always the question between them how they should tell the others about their relationship. The king pushed that thought aside. It was night, there were other things he rather liked to think about. They had already slept throughout the day – first, because they were tired from the night before, of course, but second to be fit for the night to come. Gunter and Gisela had been here already, wishing them a good night after looking for their wounds.

Gwendal was sitting on the mattress, leaning his back at the headboard of the bed and knitted concentrated. Yuri watched him silently, still wondering what that animal would one day look like. The dark-haired man noticed his gaze quickly and while winking at him, he put the knitting needles aside. A strong hand reached for his, pulling him upwards and into the tall man's lap, where he was greeted with a long, loving kiss. The kind of kiss that still turned his face to a glowing tomatoe. The kind of kiss he knew he would never get enough of.

Still a bit embarrassed by that, Yuri pulled away after a little while. The older demon watched him irritatedly. „Is everything all right, heika?" he asked worriedly.

„Yes, of course it is, it's just... that I...-" the boy mumbled flustered. Suddenly, he realized how he had been called. „I'm still a bit nervous of your passionate kisses, Lord von Voltaire," he answered provocative, which was intended - as always.

Before he could say or do anything else, Yuri found himself no longer sitting in the other one's lap, but his back pushed into the pillows, covered by Gwendal's tall, muscular body. He noticed that the latter was breathing heavily.

„Don't you ever call me that again," he panted, „especially not when we're in bed." The general's voice was husky, which Yuri always had thought of being incredibly sexy.

„Why?" Yuri teased, feeling his own level of erection rise. How could he not be aroused at that sight? Gwendal laying on top of him, black hair strands falling into his face, his wonderful lips parted lightly, panting... It felt so good.

His lover bent down, pinning his body onto the bed while placing his head beside him.

„Because it turns me on," the dark-haired demon whispered, sending shivers down Yuri's spine. Involuntarily, he jerked his hips a bit upwards, as the older one began to bite lightly along his earlobe, down his neck while placing soft kisses here and there. The boy's legs were parted by one of the man's, which now had to feel his aching erection.

Gwendal's hips were also pressed down on the younger one's, revealing well enough that he didn't think different about their current situation. Yuri couldn't suppress a quiet moan escaping from his lips.

And then, there was this deep, husky, seductive voice again. „And if you thought the previous kisses were passionate, then what about this?"

With that, their lips crashed together and Yuri was sure that if he wouldn't be laying on the bed right now, his knees would turn to pudding. His breath was literally taken away by Gwendal's soft lips, moving so slowly, yet passionate as they brushed over his. Shyly, he tried to respond and return it as best as he could, though he knew he was already lost, completely swept away. Yuri could feel the lust and longing within the other one and he could feel how much it turned him on to be kissed like this. Gwendal captured his bottom lip to suck and bite lightly on it, before his tongue tucked at his now exposed teeth and upper lip, running along the inside of his mouth to beg for entrance. As the boy opened his lips in pure bliss, his desire became overwhelming. To feel him that near, that close, within his body as their tongues met and swirled around each other, tasting the other one, was the most intense experience he had ever made in his life.

Gasping for air, the young king broke the kiss to look up at Gwendal. His lips felt lightly swollen from all the caress and the fact that he could feel both their cocks pressing onto each other's thigh didn't help either. By god, he wanted this man, wanted him badly-

Then he heard somebody clear his throat. But it didn't sound like it was the general.

As Yuri looked over Gwendal's shoulder on top of him, he recognized Conrad standing there in the dim red light of the fireplace.

Oh crap.

His lover rolled to his side with a small, frustrated groan, to eye the intruder. „Conrad..." he finally mumbled, covering his face with one hand.

„We- we can explain e-everything-" Yuri began, unsure what to say exactly, hoping for Gwendal to say something to his brother. However, he didn't.

Conrad just smiled. „You don't need to explain anything to me. I wish you all the luck you deserve – and a good night, of course, that's why I'm here," he winked, but his expression got serious when he turned to the door, „You have to explain to him."

As the soldier had left the room, the king noticed a smaller figure with blond hair standing in the door frame.

„Wolf..."

This was a bit longer than I expected, but I loved to write it :D

Let's see what Chapter 7 might bring, right? ;) You may expect some fluffy stuff!

Stay tuned :)