[ Disclaimer ] I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou

A/N ::: I had some virus / worm on my computer called Security tool (don't let name fool u) I don't even remember how it got on…anyway, so I wiped my computer, which luckily, my stories were saved on my flash drive but I had to scan it to be sure the virus / worm didn't get on it.

So please excuse the late update. *Don't wanna re-read this chapter for the millionth time, so any misspelling/mistakes, ignore or point out, I honestly don't mind*

Also…have a small case of writers block… plus I've been Beta working.

Yuuri let himself fall face first onto his twin sized bed with a loud, tired sigh. He honestly couldn't believe his brother, but he couldn't believe Wolfram even more.

The blonde prince seemed completely unfazed by the way Shori reacted. Pure black eyes opened slowly, completely unfocused and unseeing.

Yuuri didn't understand, Wolfram would normally be upset at Shori's comments and make his feelings known. But now…, the blonde acted like it wasn't a big deal.

Though the surface is calm and serene, below is unsettled.

Blood, I don't need your riddles. Shut up. Yuuri snapped tiredly, suddenly getting the feeling that Blood had rolled his eyes.

I mean Wolfram may be bothered by Shori's words even though he refuses to let it show.

Shut up. Yuuri didn't feel like dealing with the other, he was tired, cranky, and confused. Wolfram always wears his heart on his sleeve. He wanted to go to sleep and forget everything, wanting all his problems to disappear and never return.

Careful what you wish for…

"Yuuri? Are you sleeping?" Yuuri rolled over from facing the wall to facing the door, his black eyes focusing on his fiancé walking toward him, kneeling beside the bed.

Even though the light was off, the light from the hall filtered in through the small opening the slightly open door made. "I'm awake…"

Reaching to brush Yuuri's bangs from his eyes. Wolfram's emerald eyes seemed darker and more serious within the dark room. Yuuri stared at the prince kneeling beside the bed, Yuuri narrowed his eyes, he was about to cry again.

Closing his eyes fully, Yuuri felt the salty water drops sting his eyes, fighting to slip past his eyelids and be seen.

Warm, soft, wet lips invaded all of Yuuri's senses. Every thought he had had vanished, leaning into the kiss, Yuuri felt calmer.

"What Shori said…" Yuuri whispered softly, wrapping his arms around Wolfram's shoulders the best he could. Stopping Yuuri by taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss by slipping his tongue past his lips.

"Do you love me?" Wolfram whispered after a moment, pulling away a bit to look at Yuuri's flushed red face. "Of course I love you Wolfram, and what Shori said - "

Wolfram leaned down to kiss the young king again, licking his lips a few moments later. "As long as you love me Yuuri, I don't care what others have to say."

Conrad stood in the pinkish light blue mix colored room his mother had made for him as a nursery with large, wide brown eyes, his body completely still like stone.

He didn't understand why she had made him one, the room matched his two brothers but it was pink and blue instead of green or solely blue.

"Do you like it? I'm sorry the rooms are all alike, but I thought since you are all brothers, it seemed like a great idea!" Cecile beamed as she entered the room, hugging Conrad's arm as she talked, her shining emerald eyes dancing across the room.

"Mother, it is very nice…but why do I need this?"

"Just incase you have a baby!" She answered, looking up at him with a big smile.

Conrad shut his eyes and thought out what he was going to say. "Mother, I am a half-demon male, I cannot have children. And Yozak is the same."

Blinking, Cecile tilted her head, her eyes large and slightly confused. "Gisela and Yozak haven't told you…I was sure they did because they said to go ahead and set up this nursery."

Blinking, brown eyes widened. Conrad's first thought was Yozak and Gisela were together, but Yozak never liked girls, cringed at the thought of having sex with a girl or even being in love with a woman. Sighing, Conrad shook his head.

"They haven't told me anything."

"Oh…" Cecile looked away, still holding onto Conrad's arm.

"Mother, What is it I do not know?"

She said nothing, continuing to look away from her son. "Mother." She sighed, looking up into Conrad's brown eyes. "Researching deeper, Gisela found that Half-demon males can become pregnant…"

Conrad almost lost his footing, his head felt fuzzy and tired, his body warmed. Was he getting sick? He opened his mouth but his throat and lips were very dry, swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat, he tried to calm himself.

Stuttering, he asked slowly, "H-how?" his head was spinning, he felt like he had taken a horse pill that makes one fall asleep.

She blinked, not sure how to explain it since she herself didn't fully understand. So, she chose the normal sex-talk. "Uh...when you and Yozak..."

Conrad held up a hand to silence her, he felt his legs turn to rubber, Cecile caught him the best she could and helped him over to a chair carefully, making sure he was still awake. "I - don't understand…"

Cecile knelt in front of her son, smiling and holding his hand in both her hands. She nodded. "You are pregnant my son."Conrad felt his body go numb, everything seemed to turn black and fuzzy with nothing in the room clear or in focus.

He felt sick, why hadn't anyone told him sooner? Was this a joke? It had to be…his mother was happy-go-lucky and joked around a lot but his mother wouldn't joke about something like this…

Murata lay in his room within the walls of Shinou's Temple. His glasses hanging loosely in his hand near the floor, Murata lay on his back, on his bed, eyes closed, body and mind tired.

He had decided that he didn't want to stay on Earth more than he needed to. And this trip, he honestly had no reason to be there.

His mind falling blank, a thought occurred to him. Shinou hadn't appeared or bugged him since he had gotten back two days ago.

Where was that man? What could he be doing? Was he just resting? Groaning, Murata turned onto his stomach, his large thin-framed glasses falling to the carpet covering the stone floor.

He was tired and wanting to sleep but instead of stopping his thoughts and calming his heart and breathing, he was wondering where his blue-eyed blonde-haired pain in the ass (literally) was.

Turning back onto his back, with one arm resting across his forehead, Murata opened his dark brown eyes slowly.

The room was comfortably warm and very dark. No moon shone though the window due to the heavy dark clouds hovering over Shin Makoku. A sharp, painful sting shot up his spine.

Eyes now wide, Murata sat up. The pain was from his stomach…again, the sharp pain shook his entire frame. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, clenching his eyes shut as tightly as he could.

After a few moments, the pain subsided, Murata opened his eyes slowly and only half-way. His vision was a blur but since the room was completely dark, it didn't matter.

Keeping his arms wrapped firmly around his stomach, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, mind and body.

"Itai…That hurt…" he murmured softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Murata closed his eyes, pushing his body forward so he was resting on his knees and forehead, trying to calm down to think what had happened through.

The pain hadn't come back within the few moments that had passed by, What was happening? What had happened?

The pain he felt…what could… Black eyes flew open as wide as they could go, his black irises and pupils shook. Unwrapping his arms from his waist, he pushed himself up, steadily yet quickly.

Sending a few moments searching for his lost glasses on the floor. Stumbling out the door, Murata walked down the hall in a hurry while leaning against the stone wall as he made is way towards the exit.

Once out side, the cold air whipped across his cheeks and nose. Closing his eyes briefly, Murata took in a deep, calming breath. His body shook, he was scared. Not from knowing, but from not knowing. He was nervous too.

Walking out into the open court yard, Murata felt the small sting of the drops of cold rain that fell from the sky at a slow rate.

Walking across the yard to the gate where a small bored roof where four horses stood tied. Choosing the closest horse, Murata made his way toward Blood Pledge Castle.

A/N::: I'm sorry chapter is SO short, I have a slight case of Writers Block, but I wanted to update, cause I've kept you all waiting long enough I think.

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