[ disclaimer ] I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou
A/N::: As you will find out as you read, I have completely lost control of this story…
2ed BIT was hard to write! I couldn't come up for anything for the longest time! *tears*
Yozak sat on the sofa in the nursery made for his baby, he was just relaxing, not having to do anything at the moment, no one and not a thing to spy on, no fights breaking out, no missions, so he decided to relax.
He had been dealing with a few issues in town for about a week, finally it was settled and now, there was nothing to do. Yozak hated it. He'd never not had something to do.
Moon light filtered in through the lightly colored curtains, it wasn't late, but it was night. The light in the room was turned off, so the only light was that from the moon.
Looking around the room, Yozak stared at the crib and changing table, the play-pin between the two windows.
Everything was taken in and he still couldn't wrap his mind around he and Conrad would have a child…have a child.
Even though he had known before Conrad had, Yozak still found it breath taking. He would be a father soon. He and Conrad were together, and expecting.
Due to the room being pink and blue, he could only think that their baby would be a girl. Cheri had guessed the baby would be a girl, but had first thought the baby as a boy.
Yozak wanted a little girl, he could sit here and imagine how he and Conrad's life would be with a little girl. She'd have them wrapped around her figure before she could talk he was sure.
He let his eyes fall shut, lost in his thoughts…then the door swung open. Not bothering to turn his head, Yozak waited for Conrad to say something.
Conrad stepped into the nursery as he allowed the heavy doors to fall shut with a slight thud that seemed very loud in the silence of the room.
He moved to the sofa where Yozak sat, head back eyes shut. He was awake Conrad knew. He didn't immediately yell at him or talk to him at all. He didn't want to.
Conrad glared at him for a few minutes until Yozak opened his eyes. Yozak watched Conrad pace across the room in front of him.
Yozak could see clearly that he wasn't happy. Conrad was very upset. His eyes were narrowed and his mouth was in a tight line, he didn't say a word.
He was upset. Not about being pregnant or the child being Yozak's, he was upset because no one had told him and they had kept that half-Mazoku males can in fact have children.
Conrad didn't even know why he hadn't been told until he was already…pregnant. He stopped pacing for a moment but continued.
Could it have been Yozak wanted him not to know? That way Conrad be with Yozak without argue? Was it that him not knowing would have made it easier for him to become pregnant?
He felt like he was going to explode. So many damn questions and still he had no answers.
"Captain…you'll make a mote in the floor if you continue to pace." Yozak stated, blue eyes on his lover, who turned an evil brown-eyed glare on him.
Conrad took a deep breath, calming himself before he spoke. "Alright. First things first."
Yozak lifted an eyebrow, opening his mouth to ask what he meant but Conrad held up a hand. "Yozak, we are in a relationship."
Yozak nodded even though it really wasn't a question.
"Then, you need to start calling me by my name." Conrad said, his eyes narrowed to indicate he was serious.
Yozak opened his mouth to talk but again, Conrad held a hand up to silence any sound. "Now, why is it I was not told Half-Mazoku's could conceive?"
"Well, its common knowledge…"
Brown eyes narrowed. "Males." Conrad corrected, not finding Yozak's joke funny.
Yozak held up his hands in mock surrender. "I didn't think it was important to mention and you had already said no."
Conrad lifted an eyebrow. "So you kept the secret from me so you could impregnate me without protest?"
"You would have protested?"
"One problem at a time." Conrad bit out.
Yozak gasped silently, closing his eyes, he stood. After a moment, he opened his eyes to look Conrad in the eye. "Are you saying you don't want a child with me?"
Conrad was taken aback, was that what he had meant? He had said one problem at a time…did he mean he didn't want Yozak's child? Would he have protested if he had known?
Brown eyes fell almost shut, glued to the floor. He didn't know. He loved Yozak didn't he? He did, so why did he question if he wanted a family with Yozak? Didn't he?
Yozak could easily see Conrad was troubled, not wanting to anger him any further then he was, Yozak said nothing, he couldn't believe Conrad seemed to act as if he didn't want a child.
Yozak loved Conrad and wanted a family with him, no question about it. He had fallen for Conrad shortly after Conrad and his father had found Yozak by a grave as a young child. So he had had a long time to sort his thoughts and feelings…
Blue eyes widened. Conrad was going through his thoughts and feelings, he hadn't, as far as Yozak knows, liked Yozak as long as Yozak had liked him, so they weren't on the same page yet…
Looking over to Conrad who's eyes were wide and glued to the floor, he was deep in thought and looked as if about to cry.
Yozak knew how hard and confusing sorting everything out was, he didn't want to make Conrad feel as if he had to love him, or even like him.
Taking a deep breath, Yozak walked over to Conrad, standing in front of him. Conrad looked up at him, surprised to see he'd moved.
"I shouldn't have kept that knowledge from you," His voice was low and gentle, blue eyes fixed on watery brown eyes. "I won't apologize for loving you or for impregnating you,"
Conrad opened his mouth, not to yell, but he was stopped. "But I don't want you to feel as if you have to love me…, or forgive me."
Gwendal sat up so fast is head spun. His hands clenched the blanket he was under in tight fists. Sweat dotted his brow, another wrinkle seemed to form.
He looked around the room. It was dark with the moon filtering in through the window. Everything was calm and quite, he knew what had happened in his dream wasn't real, but knowing that didn't lessen the hurt and fear.
Dark eyes closing tightly, he allowed himself to fall back onto the pillows. Gwendal took a deep, slow breath, trying to calm his nerves.
He jerked himself up, moving back to lean himself on the headboard. He kept his eyes open and glued to the ceiling.
Hearing the door open, Gwendal turned his head as Gunter walked into the room, dressed in his night wear. Gunter looked worried and hurried over to the pregnant man.
"Are you alright?" Clear worry was in his voice. Gunter touched Gwendal's forehead, as if thinking he had a fever.
Gwendal grabbed Gunter's hand intent on pushing it away, but instead he held onto it. Not wanting to let go. He narrowed his dark eyes, damn that dream, and it hadn't been the first.
Although he would never admit it out loud, those dreams of Gunter dying got to him, but he couldn't tell anyone, least of all Gunter. He didn't know if he'd handle the fact others would know he'd be so weak.
"Gwendal?" Gunter's voice was low, curious. He tilted his head in thought, trying to piece together Gwendal's odd behavior the past few days along with this moment.
"I am fine. Leave." Gwendal's voice was low but commanding. Gunter was about to protest, insisting he stay with him until he was fully calm, but he felt the mans uneasiness, so he stood without a sound.
Gunter knew Gwendal was stressed over being pregnant but he felt hurt that Gwendal wasn't allowing him to sooth him, comfort him in anyway he could.
Moving silently to the door in the nearly pitch dark room, he refused to let his hurt show, the last thing he wanted was to upset the man further by his hurt feelings.
"Sleep well, Gwendal."
How could he? With those dreams invading his mind and now with the way Gunter had spoke? He hadn't let his hurt show but his hurt was clear in his voice.
The wish was spoken low and dull, as if Gunter himself was distant. Now Gwendal felt like scum for making the man he said he loves hurt that way.
Forcing himself out of bed, he swallowed his pride and headed out of his room, setting out to find Gunter and apologize. Whether he wanted to or not, it didn't matter. It needed to be done and he needed to be the one to do it.
{ BIT }
Wolfram sat at the table in his room, he ignored Yuuki when he yelled through the door, he tuned him out the best he could by picking up a book and reading, narrowing his eyes every time Yuuki spoke through the door.
He wanted to yell at him to go away but he couldn't, Wolfram didn't want him to leave, and if he spoke, wasn't even sure he'd tell Yuuki to leave…
Shaking his head, Wolfram snapped the book closed and tossed it onto the table. Crossing his arms over his chest, he took a deep breath.
"Wolfram, we have to talk." Emerald eyes opened to see Yuuki standing by the doors. Emerald eyes narrowed as Yuuki shut the doors.
Yuuri stood with his hands behind his back, palms pressed against the doors. He didn't know how to start off the conversation, he'd been to busy building up the nerve to walk into Wolfram's room.
He couldn't just come out and say he was really himself? Brown eyes fell shut, Yuuri took a calming breath.
Wolfram stood up, watching Yuuki closely. He felt the boy really needed to talk to him, he seemed nervous. Sighing, Wolfram walked towards Yuuki.
Yuuri opened his eyes just as Wolfram was a few steps away from him. Wolfram tilted his head, eyes glued to the boy in front of him.
Skipping down the halls, Greta headed towards lady Cheri. Greta was bored out of her mind and with both Wolfram and Yuuri gone, Greta didn't have her parents to spend time with.
She had spent time with lady Anissina and nearly died each time, deciding to see what lady Cheri was up to, Greta made her way to the garden where the woman was having tea.
Slowing to a stop near the table, Greta let herself fall across one chair. Cheri watched the young girl for a moment is silence. Standing from her seat, Cheri picked Greta up and let her sit on her lap.
Neither said a word for the longest time, Greta didn't have anything to say, and Cheri didn't know what could be said. Nibbling on a cookie, Greta stared at the garden beyond the porch they were on.
Flowers overflowed from the large area, the sun shimmered on the flowers making them glow from being watered not long before.
Butterflies of all sizes and color flew around above the flowers, seeming to dance with each other in a silent, entertaining, dance.
The dance faltered as the wind blew, the butterflies being blown gently from each other. Greta felt her eyelids become heavy, she leaned her head on Cheri's chest under her chin.
Cheri wrapped her arms around the little girl as she began to fall asleep, turning her head, Cheri watched the butterflies as Greta had.
Their dance had no effect on her of course. The dance of the butterflies would send a human into a sleep to sooth them, though to a Mazoku it only soothed them.
Stroking Greta's short brown curly hair as she slept, light green eyes watching the sleeping child closely, Cheri smiled as an idea came to her.
{BIT}
"Yuuki, you are not making this easy for me." Wolfram begun when Yuuri said nothing, the silence had thickened since the two had been in the same room and it was getting uncomfortable for both.
Yuuri didn't follow for a moment, the caught on, but decided to ask anyway. "How so?" Brown eyes fixed onto emerald eyes, they seemed to have a staring contest, of course, Yuuri winced away once Wolfram narrowed his eyes.
Moving closer to Wolfram, Yuuri lifted a hand to brush blonde hair away from Wolfram eyes, but he slapped Yuuri's hand away. "Stop it. I'm engaged."
"I know." Yuuri replied in a low voice.
"Then why are you doing this?" Wolfram growled, slapping Yuuri's hand away again.
Yuuri blinked. "Doing what?"
"Tempting me!" Wolfram looked furious.
Tilting his head, Yuuri took a step back, confusion written clear on his face. He didn't understand. Of course, when did he ever?
"Tempting you? To do what?" Wolfram looked at Yuuri, emerald eyes wide. He wasn't this stupid…was he?
Eyes falling shut, Yuuri shook his head, a small smirk on his face. Wolfram took a step back but didn't move away, he didn't understand. Yuuri opened his eyes, Wolfram blinked and looked as confused as Yuuri normally did.
"You're worried about cheating on your fiancé?" Yuuri asked, his smile never failing.
Wolfram wanted to smack him, how could he think this was a joke? Hands clenching into tight fists, the blonde tried to control his anger before he killed Yuuki.
Shaking his head, Yuuri moved closer to Wolfram, who stepped back. "Stop it or I'll knock your head clear off."
Yuuri stopped and tilted his head, his smile gone for a moment. "Never heard that threat from you before, then again, you have threatened to kill me…guess they're close."
"What are you talking about?"
Yuuri pulled Wolfram into a hug, wrapping his arms around Wolfram's waist. Not knowing what to say, Wolfram glared and pushed Yuuri away the best he could…then he stopped.
He didn't want to pull away from Yuuki, hands on his shoulders, Wolfram let them slid around Yuuki's neck, his head resting on Yuuri's shoulder, pressing his eyes to Yuuki's neck.
Neither said anything for awhile, neither wanted to. Wolfram knew he needed to stop them both before they went any further. Before they got to a place where he didn't want to stop…his arms tightened around Yuuri's neck.
Little late. Wolfram murmured to himself.
A/N::: I am sorry for such a late reply, I have been busy.
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