It took week but Conrad finally got his Yuuri back. Conrad had to quickly rewrite that thought or else it would lead to worse thoughts. He shook his head to clear the images that raced through his mind. It really didn't help since he knew what Yuuri looked like naked. Nor did it help that he'd watched Yuuri sleep countless times. It really didn't help when he saw Yuuri's smiling face every time he closed his eyes! Or if he-

"Oi, Captain!" Conrad's thoughts were interrupted by his good friend, Josak. Crushing all of his inappropriate thoughts with the mercilessness he was famous for, Conrad turned to Josak with his calm; I'm-not fantasizing-about-Yuuri face. This just happened to look just like his regular smile.

"Josak, where have you been? I haven't seen you in a while." Conrad asked. He hadn't expected to see him anyway. The man was always doing something. Spying, stealing, bribing and disguises were the man's hobby/duty. He was a jack of all trades.

"I've been busy." He answered vaguely, looking off somewhere. This wasn't really an odd occurrence. Josak hid things all the time, whether for personal reasons or because he wasn't sure his information was true. Despite that, his words struck Conrad as odd.

"Have you now?" Conrad questioned, not really expecting an answer. The two smiled to each other but it truly was a fight. To see who would break first. Conrad lost because of a dirty move on Josak's part.

"His majesty's looking for you, by the way" He said, watching Conrad flinch. "I think he wanted to talk to you." Josak was still smirking when Conrad turned his back to rush to his king's side. Damn him! Conrad mentally snarled. The man knew he couldn't stay away and used that to escape his interrogation. Smart bastard.

It was early morning. Conrad didn't think Yuuri would be up this early. Wolfram was, most likely, still asleep. The blond demon was not a morning person. After asking around, Conrad learned that his king was in the bath house. Hopefully he was still there. Last time he'd checked in there Yuuri had been pulled into his world yet again. Conrad walked into the bath after knocking lightly on the door

"Yuuri. Are you in here-"Conrad stopped when he saw Yuuri. The room was filled with steam but Yuuri was perfectly clear. His black hair glistened as water fell from those silky strands. Yuuri's face was lifted to the ceiling, nearly arching his back. His eyes, so big and dark, reminded Conrad of the way a lover would look at their partner. Relaxed and liquid. Yuuri's back was to him when he came in, so Conrad had the chance to watch the excess water slid down his back, over his smooth skin and into the crevice of his ass. Conrad couldn't help but stare in wonder at the scene before him. Sure, it was nothing new but for some reason, he knew in his heart that this was different.

"Oh! Good morning, Conrad." Yuuri said turning to around. Even though his body was covered with a towel, it did nothing to hide Yuuri's wet body. Not a thing.

"Uh, good morning, your majesty. You needed me?" Conrad's smile was a tab bit tight as he tried to ignoring the urge he felt telling him to walk up to Yuuri, swipe that towel off and lick every drop of water off him. But he couldn't do that. He really wanted to though.

Yuuri looked confused for a second. So cute, Conrad thought, quickly crushing thought before more followed. As Conrad tried to keep his mind as pure as his Yuuri, the one in question dropped his towel and walked up to him, naked as the day he was born. Conrad froze. He'd seen Yuuri naked plenty of time but this time, Yuuri was hard. This really wasn't abnormal for a boy his age but very harsh on his bodyguard.

"Conrad…?" Yuuri said, looking a bit shy. His face was red and he kept wringing his hands. His king looked so cute then. Conrad wanted to push the youth down and take his body in the same way he fantasized about doing. It really didn't help that he was so close now.

This close, Conrad could smell the scent of Yuuri. Clean skin and whatever soaps his mother had hid in the bathroom. This one smelled familiar but Conrad couldn't place it.

"W-what is it, your majesty?" He said a mite bit nervously. Conrad imagined his face was red as well. Here he was, with the object of his desire standing before him, naked, and he hadn't pushed the youth down. No one ever say he was a man of no self control.

"Well…" Yuuri started, one hand placed on his chest. His finger kept playing with the skin near his nipple, almost but not quite making contact. Conrad stared at the action, wishing with all his heart, for contact. "… so will you help me, Conrad?"

Conrad dragged his gaze back to Yuuri's face just in time to catch his king's eyes. The youth had been talking and he hadn't heard a thing. This was a problem. He couldn't say he had heard nothing. So, to make his king happy, he nodded, despite not having a clue what was requested. It all turned out well because Yuuri turned his bright smile to him.

"Thanks, Conrad! I knew I could count on you!" He said with a grin, turning his back to walk to the changing room. Conrad couldn't help but admire Yuuri's ass on the way. As soon as the door leading to the changing room closed, Conrad could finally focus on what had been said.

Or, in this case, what had been said but not heard. What could he do? Nothing, he concluded. There was nothing he could do. No one he could ask for advice. He'd dug his own hole; he might as well stay there. But questions circled his mind unbidden.

Where the hell was he going with his king? What did he want with Conrad? Did he notice erection straining against Conrad's pants during their conversation?

Authors note

To all my readers, i thank you for reading this far. i hope you are all enjoying Just another night. As soon as this story is done, i will be staring another kyou kara maou fanfic that im sure you will all love. or i may start now. i'm still deciding. if think i should, tell me. :)