[ Disclaimer ] I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou

A/N::: I'm in a sad, depressing slump. My young puppy, Buster, not even barely 7 mouths old, was hit this morning [ Tuesday March 13, 2010 ] around (my mother found him at 9:00 am).

The sad thing is who ever ran over him didn't even stop to check him or anything, (I don't know who hit him), he is white (like bright snow) and the road is black…how could who ever hit him NOT have seen him?!

He even hops when he runs (and barks) so he should have been seen! He was the most sweetest, loving, cuddly ball of white (brown on his ears and head) fluff…

Sad(der) part of it all is…I woke up really early. 7:40 something a.m., and I'm home schooled so I NEVER get up that early…I should have known something was off but like the lazy brat I am, I didn't drag my butt out of bed…

Enjoy my story…sorry for dumping on all of you…

Yozak fell back ungracefully onto the carpet covered floor of Conrad's room as Conrad threw a pillow square in his face, he didn't know why he had been hit but he had gotten used to it.

"Knock before entering my room!" Conrad shouted, which surprised Yozak to the core since the brown haired man was normally, if not always, soft spoken.

Running a hand through his orange/red hair, his blue eyes closing then opening slowly. "I did knock," he had. Though…he hadn't waited for Conrad to answer. "Why does it matter if I do or don't?"

"I could have been changing!" Conrad shot back. He was sitting on his bed, the light blue covers pulled up to his chest, as if trying to hide his body.

Yozak laughed outright, letting his head fall back. Conrad glared but knew the other couldn't see, which made him all the more angry. "Get out you Hyena!"

"I've seen you plenty times before!" Yozak's laughing was calming down slowly.

Conrad blushed, wanting to yell but decided not to. He would have to wait for the man to shut up before he could. It wasn't that he no longer liked Yozak, cause it wasn't that. He loved Yozak. But at this moment in time, with everyone knowing something about him he didn't even know, he was fed up.

Yozak finally stopped his laughing and stood, walking to his lover while he was lost in thought. Kneeling down to be eye level with Conrad, placing a gentle but forceful kiss on his slightly parted lips.

"Out." was the only thing answer Yozak got aside from being pushed away.

"What? Why?" He whined, giving his best puppy eyes. Conrad blushed and turned his head quickly, not wanting to cave.

Yozak kissed Conrad's cheek, moving to nibble on his ear. Conrad tried to turn his head again to escape but the spy only held the other mans head between his hands.

"Yozak…st¾stop!" Conrad, placing his hands on Yozak's shoulders, tried pushing the man from him but was unable to.

Continuing to kiss and lick and nip at Conrad's neck, Yozak never answered. Instead, he pushed the other man down, pinning him to the sheets.

Squirming for a few moments beneath the stronger man, Conrad turned his head, pressing his lips to Yozak's forcefully.

After a moment, Yozak relaxed, which was when Conrad pushed him away. Yozak blinked at the other man and sat beside him saying nothing when he saw the face Conrad wore when something was on his mind to the point it bothered him.

"Tell."

Conrad looked at the man, his brown eyes narrowing. "Why is my mother preparing a nursery for me?"

Yozak tilted his head, blue eyes seeming to not understand. "Why wouldn't she?"

"Yozak! I'm not pregnant! I'm a half-demon male, there is no possibility for me to conceive!" Yozak's blue eyes wondered off to the side in half-shame and half-hiding something. Shame from hiding something from Conrad…that fits.

"Yozak?" Conrad stood, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. "What are you not telling me!?" he demanded, glaring down at the man on his bed.

Yozak opened his mouth to say something but then shut it again, swallowing the hard lump that was suddenly wedged deep within his throat.

"Well!?!" Conrad demanded in a more demanding and angry voice.

Gunter arms were crossed as he tapped his foot on the floor of Gwendal's office in front of Gwendal and his desk. Eyes narrowed, Gunter was frustrated, Gwendal was ignoring him and finding every excuse under the sun to not spend time with him.

"Gwendal…?" Gunter practically whined, feeling like crying and punching Gwendal's head clean off his body.

"Gunter. I have work to do since His Majesty has decided to blow it off." Gunter glared but Gwendal didn't notice, to busy with reading over a packet of papers.

Gunter pulled it away from the man, said man looked up with narrowed eyes. "Gunter…" Gwendal said his name sighing heavily, as if annoyed with him. "Stop ignoring me."

"I swear, who is pregnant here? You or me?"

"What's that supposed to mean!?!" Gunter demanded, throwing the paperwork to the floor in a fit.

Gwendal shook his head. "That. That is what I mean. Are you sure you aren't the pregnant one?"

So…they're both pregnant? a small black bird with yellow spots sat, unseen, on the window edge of the office watching the two men. Blood was controlling the young animal but he was on earth with Yuuri. Looking and hearing through the bird.

"I am not! You are! Wait! You are changing the subject!" Gunter yelled, pointing a finger at the (older?) man.

Gwendal stood in one sharp, swift motion, moving from behind his desk to Gunter, pulling the man close to kiss him, effectively shutting him up.

Gunter didn't fight it, not knowing when he would get Gwendal with him like this again, wrapping his arms around Gwendal's neck, he pressed himself against the older, slightly taller male.

"While I finish what's on my desk…look over the details Wolfram left you, alright?" Gwendal whispered, pulling away from Gunter.

His eyes narrowed and he crossed his arms, unhappy that Gwendal ended their kiss for something so…not about them.

"Jerk." Gunter muttered under his breath, he had heard Yuuri use it and finally had asked him what it meant, Gunter learned quickly that it summed up Gwendal.

"Faster we get our work done…the faster we can be alone." Gunter continued to glare but moved to pick up the list where he left it, on the long table covered in books and flowers.

His brother was so unhappy about him (Yuuri) and Wolfram marrying, being in a relationship together, and not happy about Wolfram getting Yuuri pregnant.

Yuuri stood in the kitchen looking at the mess he had made. He was making brownies for his brother and him to eat while they talked out what was happening. But so far, Shori wasn't home and the brownies just weren't baking.

The middle kept raising and not cooking, the rest seemed almost done. Sighing, Yuuri picked up the bowl he mixed the ingredients in and moved it to the sink, filling it with warm water.

Throwing the empty egg shells into the trash, along with the brownie box. "Yuu-Chan," Jenifer asked, pushing the kitchen door open slowly, soft brown eyes wide and loving. "How's everything going?"

Yuuri turned, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Everything is fine, Mom. Really. Cause what isn't fine about the fact that my brother hates my fiancé, I'm pregnant and emotional, the baby is kicking constantly, Wolfram must feel bad about Shori hating him, the brownies aren't baking, and I'm about to scream."

Finally, he took a breath, feeling close to tears. He just wished Shori wasn't so opposed to Yuuri being with Wolfram. Closing his black eyes, he felt water sting his eyes. He was about to cry.

"Yuu-Chan." Miko moved from the doorway to her son, pulling him into a comforting, warm and loving hug a mother could give. "All will be fine. Shori will come around…the brownies will cook and well, I'm sure Wolf-Chan isn't to upset by Shori."

Yuuri stood in her arms without a word for a few moments, honestly not knowing what to say. He pulled away and knelt in front of the oven. He stood and pulled the oven open, pulling the brownies out and dropping them onto the stone top.

"They just keep raising in the middle!"

Jenifer looked at the from over Yuuri's shoulder. Tilting her head in thought on how to fix them. Laughing softly, she hugged him from behind. "Perhaps you should stick to baking cakes."

Yuuri pulled away, his hormones taking over once again. "I'm going to my room."

"Yuu-Chan! Don't be mad! I didn't mean anything by it!" She called but he was already out the kitchen door and half-way out the living room door.

"I'm home." Shori called, stopping as Yuuri walked out from the living room. "Yuu-Chan…?"

Yuuri glared and turned to walk up the stairs. "Don't talk to me!"

"What's you're problem? What I do?"

Yuuri stopped and turned on his heal, training angry black eyes on his older brother. "Why do you hate Wolfram?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Yuu-Chan."

Yuuri lifted a hand. "Answer me."

Sighing, Shori set down his bag. "I don't hate him, I just don't like the fact -"

"That we're both boys?"

"Yuuri, its not just that. Are you sure you love him?"

"Excuse me?" Yuuri blinked, not understanding what his brother was asking.

"I remember when you first started out coming from one world to the other you never liked the idea of being with him, what's made you change your mind? Are you sure you really love him and not just want to make a friend happy?"

Yuuri honestly couldn't believe his ears. His brother really believed that he would chose to marry someone who he didn't love…he thought he would get pregnant with someone he didn't love. "I cannot believe you."

Yuuri's word's were like a rush of cold air, his eyes narrowing. "If you really believe that I would marry someone or get pregnant with someone I didn't love, then you really don't know me, Shori."

Shori stood in shocked silence as he watched Yuuri walk up the stairs without another word. Shori picked up his bag. "Perhaps I don't…"

A/N::: What I wrote above before the story, is the reason I haven't updated, if I've misspelled something or make a grammar mistake, tell me and I'll fix it. Then again, I should get my own beta reader…*thinks* then again, that's too much work.

SORRY story is so short !! !!

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