Disclaimer::: I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou, if I did, well, Yuuri and Wolfram would be all over one another.

I started to write this chapter on 2/16/10 at around 12:00(o-1:00 am and finished on 2/17/10 at 9:48 at night. = Didn't work all through, I did take a break.

"Your Majesty."

Yuuri fought the lays of sleep untill he could open his eyes. He blinked untill Conrad hovering above him was clear instead of a blur.

He mumbled incoherently.

"Your Majesty." Conrad said more firmly, worry clear in his voice.

Yuuri sat up abrutly, the room was dark, probably still way early in the morning. "Wha--?" Yuuri asked, turning to see Conrad.

Conrad stood beside the bed, brown eyes slightly narrowed, sadness clear, his mouth set in a tight line.

"Your Majesty…," He began, then shut his eyes and shook his head. "…I'm so sorry."

Yuuri sat beside the bed in Gisela's office, next to a far too pale-almost gray- Wolfram. Yuuri's arms were crossed, laying on the blonde's stomach.

Black eyes were wide with tears swimming on the surface, threatening to spill over.

From outside the room, Yuuri could hear Gisela and the others talking.

"I believe the cause of his illness is from a very rare plant, so rare its nearly extinct," Gisela said softly, sadly.

"So? The cure?" Cecilie asked, well, demanded.

"There is none. Its…incurable."

His eyes widened, pupils and irises shrinking to the size of pea's, a wide, sad smile on his face, (much like how in an insane character in an anime looks) Yuuri dropped his head onto his arms gently, hiding the fact he was close to tears.

He felt a warm hand on his head, he looked up. Wolfram had a smile on his pale face. Slowly, the blonde's eyelids fluttered half-way closed. His hand slid away from Yuuri's head to his shoulder weakly.

"Wolf…?" Yuuri's voice shook, fear and ache made up his voice. Emerald eyes fell shut and the smile disappeared. Yuuri felt like his throat closed up, his body turning cold.

Yuuri felt the ice cold tears burn down his cheeks like cold-fire. Wolfram's chest rose and fell for the last time and Yuuri's eyes narrowed sadly, his frown widening. "I-I'm so-sorry," He whispered. "I-we-promised e-each o-other th-that when we d-are g-gone not to c-cry…I'm sorry…"

He buried his face against the lifeless body, no longer trying to stop his tears. His hands fisted in the thin white blanket covering Wolfram's body from his chest down.

Yuuri heard others enter the room but he didn't look up.

"Shibuya…"

He didn't answer.

"Your Majesty…" That was Cheri's voice. She was crying.

Yuuri shook his head, sucking in a harsh, rattled breath as fresh tears leaked to his eyes and poured out his black eyes.

Yuuri hadn't opened his eyes when someone had lifted him to carry him back to his room, though he had fought, not wanting to leave but couldn't put up a very good fight and allowed the person to carry him away.

He had never opened his eyes, though the tears had never stopped.

The bright, glowing yellow sun was just raising and the trees and grass looked light green and sparkling from the morning dew.

Yuuri fought to stay asleep untill he heard a loud THUD in the direction of the window. He sat up abruptly, leg tucked underneath him, face wet from crying. He looked around wide eyed and saw a trail of…water?… streaking down the clear window.

He got up slowly and moved to the window, the clear liquid was outside the window so he wouldn't have to touch it. Yuuri turned the handle and pushed the window open.

He leaned over the edge to find one of the birds that calls out 'bad omen' on the roof under his window.

Yuuri gasped at the sight. He leaned over further, almost all the way out, to get a closer look at the bird, wondering if the creature was still alive or just knocked out.

"Hay, you OK little bird?" He whispered, the light from the sun shone in his eyes and blinded him for the moment. Because of this, he didn't see how far he was leaning out and Yuuri fell out the window but luckily, held onto the handle of the window.

"Damn it…why does this always happen to me?" Yuuri grumbled, trying to climb back into his room.

The baby kicked sharply, directly on his ribs, Yuuri's eyes widened and his breath was knocked from him and his hand let go of the handle as he gasped for breath.

The baby had never kicked like that…so why... now…? Yuuri thought as he fell, hitting the roof with a painful thump.

"…itai…" Yuuri whimpered as he rubbed his sore butt. "Why me?" Pause.

He lowered his gaze to look down to his stomach.

"It's your fault, You know. Happy now?" He muttered, the baby responded by pressing his foot to Yuuri's stomach gently, as if apologizing.

He looked over to the motionless bird and the image of Wolfram's lifeless body flashed into his mind. Fresh tears sprang to his eyes. W-Wolfram…

Yuuri blinked and shook his head and wiped his tears. He never wanted to have such a nightmare ever again.

"YOUR MAJESTY!" Yuuri's black irises and pupils shrunk to the size of a pea, eyebrows lowered, mouth in a small pout.

He looked down and saw Gunter panicking by flailing wildly around on the ground while Conrad stood beside him, eyes shut, a weak smile plastered onto his face and of he had been a cartoon, a large Sweat-drop would have been on the side of his face.

"Heika!? Are you alright!?" Conrad called, voice raising above Gunter's cries-which was a difficult feat.

Yuuri smiled, eyes returning to normal size.

He cupped his hands around his mouth. "I'm fine…!" a small pause. "But…" he added, looking around the roof.

"But!?!?" Gunter cried, just as Gwendal walked out of the castle.

He slapped Gunter on the back of his head, hard.

"I'm stuck!" Yuuri finished after Gunter's cries were reduced to near silent whimpers.

The silver-haired man sat, legs crossed, hands resting on his ankles, on the ground at Gwendal's feet, eyes large, watery and puppy eyed.

"He's more trouble than he's worth." Gwendal muttered, eyes on the man at his feet.

Conrad looked over to his older brother, lifting an eyebrow. "Who? Him or," He looked down to Gunter, rolling his eyes. "…him."

Gwendal sighed heavily. "Honestly? Both." he finished in a venomous mutter.

Conrad lifted an eyebrow slowly, eyeing his older brother curiously. "You're acting more annoyed than normal…" his voice fell away, eyes widening slightly. "Gwendal…"

"I am not!" He shouted, stomping away from his brother and Gunter.

Gunter was still sitting on the ground watching Gwendal storm away.

"He hates me." He mummbled.

Conrad thought plenty but only said; "Now why would he?" In a scarcastic tone. Other than how you act... Conrad finished in his mind.

Greta sat on her bed, legs crossed, her left hand resting on her lap, her right hand holding her hair brush.

As she brushed her brown, neck length curly brown hair, her light brown eyes watched Anissina pace across the room.

"I don't understand why this invention didn't work. All my research was on the dot and…" The pink haired woman stopped and turned on her heal to face the young daughter of the Maou.

A large smile on her face, ice blue eyes wide and happy, bright with a new idea in mind.

"I understand now! Dorcas didn't have the right amount of Maryoku!"

Greta's hand stilled, eyes blinking, mouth open in a tiny o in curiosity.

When Anissina walked from the room and called for Gwendal Greta smile weakly and sweat-dropped.

Brown eyes widened.

"Wait..!" She called after the tall woman, dropping her hair brush to the floor next to the invention that hadn't worked.

Conrad walked down the halls of the castle when he heard Anissina running in his direction. He paled and sweat-dropped, knowing he was safe from being a test subject.

"Wait lady Anissina!" Greta called. "I don't think Uncle Gwendal is such a good choice for your next project!"

"Don't be silly! He is the best choice!" Anissina laughed, slowing to a walk when she saw Conrad.

"No I mean it! What about Gunter?" Greta called, then ran into the back of the woman she had been chasing.

Believe it or not, Greta had grown from being to Yuuri's waist or a little below to near the center of his ribs.

Greta fell back and leaned onto the stone ground of the hall, her arms behind her propping her upper body up. "Oops. Sorry 'bout that." She giggled, rubbing her lower back.

"Sorry sweetie! My fault for stopping so suddenly!" Anissina said as she helped the girl on the floor up.

"Ask Gunter to help you. Not Gwendal. Okay?" Anissina blinked and tilted her head, not understanding why it was so important for Gwendal not to be involved with the inventions.

The blue-eyed woman nodded after a moment and smiled while standing up. "GUNTER! Where are you, you lazy lump!"

Greta sighed and then blinked when Conrad was standing right in front of her, arms crossed and an eyebrow lifted in question.

"Well, have to go-"

"Why is Gwendal not able to be a test subject?" Greta froze.

"Ah…um…" Her voice became a little higher and a bit sarcastic. "I don't know…wish I did…don't…Coming!" She called to no one and ran down the hall, away from her second uncle.

Conrad gasped, reached out a hand as if to stop her but then his arms fell to his sides, a loud sigh escaping in the form of a low hiss.

He closed his eyes and let his weight be held up by the wall beside him. "What is going on?"

Yuuri walked to the stable to visit his all black horse Ao. He walked into the stall and took the brush from the shelf near the back and began to brush Ao's neck gently.

Black eyes wide, he set the brush down, picking up a wash cloth and dropping it into the water bucket, pulling it out and wringing it so it wasn't dripping, He moved to face the stallion.

He pressed the wet cloth near the horse's eye, pressing gently. "Sorry its not warm boy." he whispered slowly, softly.

He had felt the fire begin when Conrad had helped him off the high roof, and immediately pushed his god-father away and run, knowing he couldn't be around anyone unless he wanted to hurt someone or something.

Dropping the cloth to the hay-covered dirt floor, Yuuri placed both hands on the side of Ao's muzzle, pressing his forehead to near Ao's forehead and both closed their eyes.

Yuuri was starting to feel sick, no, not just sick, but he couldn't fine the correct name. He had refused to eat any more than a few bites each meal.

Everyone, even he, who was usually very dense, knew why.

Yuuri found himself falling into a haze of sleep as the warm spring air blew in from the open stable door about four or five stalls over.

The loud sound of horses awoke him from his sleep haze and snapped his head up so fact he though he would get whip-lash.

Ao moved his head, eyes opening lazily. Yuuri was to panicked as to not wanting to be around anyone he didn't stop to think who was coming.

Instead, Yuuri ran behind Ao to the back of the stall that was big enough for to horses and hid in the corner where the wall jetted out a good twelve inches, the small space concealing Yuuri if need be when and if someone were to come to Ao's stall.

Foot steps padded on the dirt floor and the sound of hooves grew louder, Yuuri heard Ao's stall door open and closed his eyes. What part of him needing to be alone didn't anyone understand?

"Oi Ao, miss Iru?" Wolfram asked as Ao and Iru nudged noses. Laughing when Ao sneezed and shook his head, pushing on Iru's crest.

"Wolfram…" Yuuri stepped out from his hiding place as wide, clearly surprised, emerald eyes locked onto him.

A smile graced the blonde prince's lips. Yuuri had, for the slightest of moments, believed that the nightmare he had had had been real, but finally seeing Wolfram snapped him out of the painful haze.

Black eyes narrowed, tears swimming on the surface. Wolfram almost lost his footing when Yuuri had thrown himself into the Mazoku's arms.

Emerald eyes widened as Yuuri's sobs became auditable.

Placing a warm, calm, loving hand on Yuuri's head, Wolfram's smile returned. "I missed you too Yuuri."

Wolfram winced at the unexpected pain on his chest. He looked down with wide eyes to meet narrowed eyes that were sad, happy, relieved and angry. "What-?"

"Damn it! I hate you!"

Wolfram blinked, taken aback and completely confused.

"I hate you! Why did you leave for so damn long!!?!" Yuuri's voice choked on the last word as fresh tears formed and fell.

"Yuuri…" Wolfram whispered, eyelids dropping closed a bit, shoulders lowering to relax instead of tense.

"Don't you ever-don't you even dare to leave for that long ever again!" Yuuri shouted, his punches to Wolfram's chest lightened then stopped altogether.

Wolfram wrapped his arms around Yuuri's trembling frame tightly and securely. "Yuuri…" A pause. "Well, you now know how I feel when you leave to go back to earth."

Black eyes snapped open to be wide, so wide it hurt. Pupils and irises shrunk and shook almost violently.

"Wolfram…" *sniff* "I-" Yuuri pushed away to look into the blondes eyes.

Soon, his eyes returned to normal and he cried ever so more. At this point, Yuuri looked like he had when he had been near tears after Wolfram had saved him from falling from the cliff. {1}

"Yuuri, its OK. I understand. I also understand its harder on you, since you are pregnant and need me to be around more than normal."

Yuuri shook his head and wrapped his arms around Wolfram's waist, pressing his face to Wolfram's neck. "I'm still so sorry." He whispered,-well, more like whimpered. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Wolfram smiled then rolled his eyes. "Hmpf! and act like a wimp? Never." all movement on Yuuri's part stopped, then laugher bubbled over as the meaning of the joke sunk in.

"Welcome back. I'm glad your back and well."

Wolfram blinked. "You thought I'd come back sick?" He asked, lifting a knowing eyebrow.

"Uh…" Yuuri's arms slipped away from the boys waist and he took a step back. "No, but I had a fear-"

"Let me guess, you have a nightmare about me returning only to die?"

Yuuri gasped and fell back, leaning on his butt. He was now pointing a figure at his fiancé, his other arm flailing. "How did you--!!"

"Blood can send me thoughts just like with you."

Yuuri fell onto his back, eagle spread. "Yuuri?" Yuuri watched as Wolfram knelt beside his head. Wolfram then smiled and laughed. "Will you ever grow up?" he asked, joking and laughing.

A/N::: 1} I don't know the title or episode number but when Yuuri had found Conrad's arm {That had been cut off} and had almost fallen to his death {If not for Wolfram} that episode.

Anyway, here is chapter two! And sorry, no porn. Not for this chap anyway. Anyway, I think Greta knows something we all don't know…and I promise! I didn't mean for it to happen, I have lost control over Gwendal and Gunter so yeah. lol

I apologize about the nightmare at the beginning, it was a sudden thought that came to mind when I was in a depressed slump. If still worried, Wolfram is NOT dead and never will be in this story because I LOOVVVEE him!

Iru = Wolfram's horses name = means Bright (as in Light)

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