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I'm not a vegetarian because I love animals. I'm a vegetarian because I hate plants.
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I'm sorry for a late update, This story is not dead I'm just at a block.
Plus, I've been a bit under the weather and had things to do. I am at a block, I mean, I know what I'm going to write I just don't know how I am going to. I am doing beta reading now, just because I'm good at it and I'm bored with school being so slow, not learning anything new.
Some of U may have read 'Goodbye' which I posted 3-15-10... well, I've been listening to more music and there is a slight possibility that I'll make a sequel to it. lol
Please review, I also believe that is why this chapter is late, I only got 3 or 4 reviews the last chapter…it kinda made me sad. TT_TT
WARNINGS: OOC characters (just a little), light lime (no lemon, I'm horrible at writing that…maybe I'll work on it.)
Wolfram stood behind the clear sliding glass door of the Shibuya home, watching Yuuri, his wimp of a fiancé and king, and their daughter, Greta, play in the snow.
He had been asked to join but he didn't like cold. Glaring at the white powder of death, he watched Greta fall back laughing, making a snow angel. Yuuri copied her but was careful when sitting down, remembering he was pregnant.
"Oh! Wolf-Chan! Don't you want to join?" Said blonde turned to see Miko, Yuuri's mother. Her large, light brown eyes were full of cheer. That was where Yuuri must of gotten it.
Wolfram shook his head, smiling at her. "Rather not." Miko didn't say another word, joining him in watching the other two play.
"Greta-osanago is so cute!" Miko announced happily, smile very bright. Wolfram looked over to the woman, a confused yet cute expression on his face.
Miko blinked and then hugged him close, Yuuri turned at hearing Wolfram's surprised gasp and laughed, he knew well that the boy was so cute he was prey for someone like Miko.
"You are so cute to Wolf-Chan!" She cried, Wolfram wasn't a stranger to having the life hugged out of him, his mother was the same way.
Greta made her way through the snow, falling back onto her butt a few times, to the door and slid it open, grabbing onto Wolfram's hand.
Turning to look at her, he was sucked into her puppy eyes. "Come play Daddy!" She was using her cuteness power again and it always worked. Wolfram gave a cute, innocent 'but I don't want to!' look but it was useless.
"Greta-chiisai, come inside for some hot-coco! Then you can go back out!" Miko called from the kitchen, pulling out two mugs, one for Greta and one for herself.
Reluctantly, Wolfram pulled a coat and scarf off the sofa and walked outside to join Yuuri in the white fluff he hated.
"Hay Wolfram!" Yuuri called and threw a ball of snow at Wolfram, hitting his shoulder. Wolfram glared and Yuuri smiled innocently, a pile of snow fell from the roof and landed on Wolfram's head, he winced and growled, Yuuri stuck out his tongue, his black eyes laughing.
His glare melting into a smirk, Yuuri swallowed in mock fear. Lifting his arms to block his face as a ball of snow came sailing his way. He fell back onto a pile of snow from the force of it.
Yuuri opened his eyes, watching Wolfram, the snow on his head melting (probably because he was a Flame mazoku) causing his golden hair to become wet, gasping, the memory flooding Yuuri's mind once again.
Wolfram lay on his stomach, his arms at his sides, his face pressed into the large colored fluff that was his pillow. His golden, sun-kissed blonde hair was still wet, splayed out on the pillow as he turned his head to rest his cheek in the pillow. He had been out on patrol since early and had been training some new soldiers the remainder of his day.
Sighing, he closed his large emerald eyes, to tired to get up and dress for bed. Yuuri walked into the bedroom, tired but not wanting to sleep. Pausing when he saw Wolfram asleep on their bed, naked.
Yuuri snapped his eyes shut tightly, not wanting to wake the blonde. They had both had a busy day of work, Wolfram more than Yuuri, and today was one of those 'odd craving' days, a day neither boy was a fan of since it normally happened on days they were worked to the point they hurt everywhere.
Before Yuuri could think about it any further, his feet were already leading him toward his sleeping fiancé, black eyes wide, he gave in, crawling onto the bed over to Wolfram.
Yuuri shook his head quickly, feeling his pants becoming tighter and crab-walked (the best he could) away as Wolfram was now standing above him.
"Wimp." the blonde laughed and Yuuri narrowed his eyes, pouting. "Am not-HAY!"
Wolfram now sat on Yuuri's hips, pinning the boy where he lay. "Wolf! Get off!" Titling his head, Wolfram blinked, confused to why Yuuri was acting distant.
"Please?" Yuuri tried again weakly, feeling his face (and body) become hot. Wolfram shifted and his eyes widened, realizing why Yuuri was acting the way he was, noticing Yuuri's blush, Wolfram outright laughed.
"You pervert…" He breathed out after he calmed his laughter, leaning down to whisper in Yuuri's ear, which made the young king blush and squirm to get the blonde off him.
Gunter sat at the long wooden table within Gwendal's office. Said table was covered in pink, yellow, blue, green, orange, red, purple, white, pale green, and even black flowers. Each flower was of a group of twelve, each group in a clear crystal vase.
Under the flowers sat books on those flowers, on the other end of the table sat lace, silk, and fabrics of many colors, blue, green, yellow, orange, violet, purple, black, gold, and much more. Books on the fabrics and silk sat on top said lace.
On the center of the table sat food samples. Meat, desserts, side dishes like fruit, and other food items. The man sighed heavily, Gwendal was hold up in their room complaining about something¾Gunter had tuned it all out.
Gunter held the very long, surprisingly detailed list of wedding details Wolfram had left behind for him to plan by. The list appeared to be a mile long or longer, and it was wide as two clipboards joined together.
Yuuri had only smiled nervously as he watched Wolfram hand it to the man, saying he had looked over it but never finished, then Wolfram yelled at the teen like he always did when he was mad at Yuuri.
The maids brought in a few more pieces of fabric and another dozen vases filled with completely different flowers than on the table and a few other food choices. Also a list of which food was desired to be with what other food.
There was the list made by the cooks and there was the one Wolfram had looked over and circled or crossed out choices.
"I will never understand that boy…" He muttered, repeating what Yuuri had murmured to him when Wolfram gave Gunter the list, looking over at the list once more while looking over the small portions of food.
Yuuri sat on his bed in faded blue jeans and a white T-shirt that had a blue near gray design down the front from his chest to his left side, he was tired, couldn't believe that he and Greta then later Wolfram had played in the snow for so long.
And not just that, He had been woken up by a hyper and well-wide-awake Greta exclaiming she wanted to see her grandparents…Yuuri watched as Wolfram explored his dresser and closet in search for clothes he would like wearing.
It wasn't that Greta waking him up was a bad thing or that he was annoyed that she had, but Wolfram and he had been up late the night before…
Yuuri felt his face redden and he slammed the door to that memory shut. He couldn't afford to want Wolfram at the moment, not with his brother in the room right next to his and with the wall so thin…
Crack!
Yuuri jumped, pulling a pillow to him for protection. Wolfram was standing beside him, just in front of the bed, wearing kaki pants and dark red long sleeved shirt. He stood with one hand on his hip and another in front of Yuuri's face.
He had snapped his fingers. "Yuuri?"
"I'm here!" He stuttered, looking up at the narrowed emerald eyes.
Wolfram sat beside the other boy, getting far to close for Yuuri to feel comfortable (since the memory was threatening to flash into his mind vividly), and so, Yuuri leaned away and smiled nervously, a bright blush dusting across his cheeks. "You've spaced out…what were you thinking about?"
Yuuri titled his head and laughed nervously, feeling his face redden and body heat as the memory flooded his mind and he couldn't do anything to stop it, he closed his eyes, but it only locked the replay in place.
Yuuri shook his head, he felt far to hot. Gasping when Wolfram pushed him back onto the bed, half glaring at him, clearly wanting the truth.
"Are you getting sick?" He asked, feeling Yuuri's cheeks and forehead.
Slapping the blondes hands away, Yuuri smiled his smile. "I'm fine! Honest!"
Wolfram glared and crossed his arms, not moving from where he sat (on Yuuri's lap). Yuuri remained completely still, he didn't mind wanting Wolfram, but they still had to tell his parents about their baby and if they were to make love…they would forget.
Yuuri's eyes widened as his father called out he was home. Pushing himself up, he pushed Wolfram off him to his side. "Hay! Now we can tell them!"
Wolfram titled his head. "Alright wimp."
"Not a¾" Yuuri fell back onto the bed as Wolfram kissed him, Yuuri's face was bright red, Wolfram noticed and pulled back and smirked.
Yuuri opened his eyes, they looked glazed. He saw Wolfram's smile and titled his head. "Pervert." Wolfram whispered and left the room, standing in the hall in wait for Yuuri.
"We've had the house go under some renovations, we've added two new rooms up stares!" Miko began making small talk as they ate. Yuuri didn't say anything but he though plenty; Well, that's good mom, since you're going to have a grand-child that may like to come and visit.
"The largest room isn't done yet but the smaller one is." Sohma added, noticing Yuuri hadn't been talking.
"You can use the room that is done Wolfram." Shori said, trying to act nice. Everyone knew he didn't like him, then again, Shori didn't like Murata or Conrad or Gwendal and who ever else that's ever come across the worlds.
"Why?" Yuuri asked, trying to save his butt from being beaten by an angry blonde later, plus, he (now) saw no reason for he and Wolfram to not sleep together.
"First, people who aren't married or do not have a child shouldn't sleep together, and plus, you're bed is one-person size." Shori answered, Yuuri narrowed his eyes.
"We have Greta…" and the little brat inside me… a kick just below the ribs had Yuuri's eyes widening, causing him to gasp.
Yuuri smiled and said. "I'm fine," when his father moved to stand.
"Greta doesn't count." Shori continued.
"We are going to get married." Wolfram added, acting as if they were talking about the weather.
Yuuri smiled and laughed. "You should of seen the list he gave to Gunter! Poor guy…" Wolfram debated on stabbing the double black with a fork or kill him later, he decided to 'gently' poke the boy in the arm with a fork.
"Ow…" Yuuri muttered, pulling the fork away from Wolfram. "You together with sharp objects is an endangerment!"
"To who?!?" Wolfram glared, reaching for his fork.
"ME!" Yuuri held it away, praying Wolfram would try to bite or hit him or something.
Miko laughed, loving how they got along one moment and were at each other's throats the next. Sohma only kept quite, smiling nervously.
Shori glared. "You two just don't need to be sharing a bed." Shori picked up the conversation.
"We do in Shin Makoku." Both Yuuri and Wolfram answered nonchalantly, continuing to fuss over the fork.
"Well not here."
"You don't want Daddy Wolfram or Papa Yuuri having a baby yet, right?"
Shori and Sohma titled their heads to one side. "What?"
Wolfram looked over to their daughter. "Little late for that."
Shori's face reddened, probably mad. "What?"
"I know Yuuri isn't transsexual…but…"
Yuuri blushed. "He isn't either!" He wanted to laugh but was too shocked that Shori had even thought about it!
"So what did Wolfram mean?" Sohma asked, looking over to the blonde bishonen.
Wolfram, while Yuuri was distracted at Shori's last comment, snatched the fork away from him. "I meant what I said. it's a little late to worry about Yuuri getting pregnant."
"Stop that!" Yuuri snapped, everyone looked at him, Greta giggled when she saw him looking at his stomach. "Yuu-Chan?" Miko asked.
He looked up at her. "Yeah?"
"Are you alright?"
"I am."
"You were talking to your stomach…" Shori's voice fell away, his eyes widened.
Think you can handle explaining?
Why did you erase their memories again?
For fun. Blood joked without humor in his voice.
I hate you.
Well someone has to. His voice was low and soft, now filled with humor, Yuuri could hear the other laughing inside his head.
Yuuri sat in his room with Wolfram and Greta, listening to Shori yell and rant at their parents about Yuuri being pregnant.
After he and Wolfram explained, Shori had been far more upset than he had last time. Yuuri pushed himself so close to Wolfram he seemed to be trying to crawl inside his skin, to hide.
"You two won't split…right?" Greta whispered, she sat on both their laps, looking up at them. Yuuri looked a bit scared, but he nodded after he looked at Wolfram, who looked as smug and confident like he normally did when he knew he could win something.
"I love you…" Yuuri whispered to Wolfram as Shori's yelling began to fade. Wolfram's arm tightened around Yuuri's waist and murmured it back, Greta let her eyes close, feeling completely secure that they wouldn't break up.
"Shori Shibuya! I raised you far better!" Miko scolded, waving her finger in her eldest sons face. He sat on the sofa, looking angry (Yuuri being pregnant) and afraid (of his mother Miko).
"Yuu-Chan is far to young to have a baby! Besides he is a boy! It just isn't right or normal!"
"Son. If you haven't noticed, this family isn't 'normal'. Demon father, half -demon sons, magical ability, another world." Sohma listed, knowing that for the first time in a long time, Shori was wrong.
Shori looked away, understanding that, but still didn't like that it was proving him wrong. "I'm sorry. But I cannot accept Yuuri being pregnant, being with that boy, and having that boy's baby."
A/N::: Well, Shori's being an A$$, but I can't change his mind…Blood could though…*thinks about it for a moment* No, no, no. No. that wouldn't be the right thing to do.
Blood: Make our lives easier.
Me: I said no, so NO!
Blood: Fine, Fine.
Me: I know what that means…I'll worry later,
enjoy the following deleted scene.
Deleted Scene; Family finds out
Greta sat on the floor in front of the sofa, coloring in a coloring book of puppies and easier themed pictures like eggs and animals. She seemed to be enjoying it due to her humming softly with a smile on her face.
Wolfram and Yuuri sat on the sofa, Yuuri was looking for something to watch on the television, Wolfram was reading a book he had brought over from the other world.
Miko, Shori and Sohma sat at the table watching the three. "Wolf-Chan and Yuu-Chan look like they want to tell us something…" Miko whispered, leaning towards her eldest son.
Sohma looked at his wife. "What could be on their minds?"
Shori stood and walked over to the TV, clicking it off. "Hay!" Yuuri pouted, Greta stopped coloring and Wolfram looked up from his book to look at Yuuri.
Miko sighed and shook her head. "If you've got something to say, say it." Shori ordered in his 'I-am-your-older-brother-so-do-as-I-say' tone of voice.
"Sho-Chan! Be nice!" She ordered, standing, placing her hands on the table.
Greta giggled, then turned to Yuuri and Wolfram. "Micah right?"
Wolfram looked over to Yuuri and he pouted, crossing his arms as Wolfram rolled his eyes. "I still say that's no name for him."
"But its cuter!"
"Says a wimp."
"Wolfram!"
"Yuuri?" Wolfram's tone was completely nonchalant, but his eyes where laughing at the young king.
Greta raised her hand as if wanting to ask a teacher a question. "Greta!"
All three adults looked at each other, confused. "What are you two fighting about?"
"The name for our child." Wolfram answered Shori, again, his tone completely nonchalant.
Greta smiled and jumped to her feet. "I'm gonna have a baby brother!" She was completely happy, her eyes bright like fireworks. Yuuri paled then his face became red. Pulling a pillow over his face, he fell back onto Wolfram's lap (unintentionally). Wolfram looked down at him, but said nothing.
"So you two are going to adopt?" Shori asked, eyes wide.
Wolfram lifted an eyebrow. "Why would we adopt when Yuuri is already pregnant?"
Yuuri wanted to die right there. Could Wolfram be anymore calm and casual? Saying your fiancé is pregnant is a not-so-easy task, especially if said pregnant fiancé is male.
Sohma paled, as if he had died. "You do realize Yuuri is a boy, right Wolfram?"
Yuuri decided to act as calm as he could. He lifted the pillow from his face and turned to face the three adults. "No dad. Wolfram never figured out I'm a boy," Yuuri answered sarcastically that way while thinking; Yes, not in all the times he and I had made love had he noticed I'm a male like him…
"Be nice Yuu-Chan!" His mother scolded. "and!" she turned to the other two men. "This is a happy moment!"
"He's a boy!" Sohma stated.
"He could be a duck for all I care! Having a child is a happy moment in ones life!" Miko argued.
"Mother, Yuuri isn't¾"
Miko glared, then turned to Wolfram and Yuuri. "Micah is a cute name, though, Wolf-Chan, what name did you have in mind?"
"I like Kei or Taki. Both are suitable."
"So is Micah." Yuuri mumbled, pouting without looking up at his lover.