Lifehouse

Yuuri/Wolfram

You and Me

It was the eve of Yuuri's sixth year of ruling.

Since it was such a momentous occasion, Günter arranged for a grand celebration.

The preparations had gone on for months, but finally it was here.

Nobles from all around, humans and Mazoku alike, indulged in the festivities.

The opening, of course, had been a fabulous ball.

Yuuri and Wolfram had led the first dance, but the king hadn't seen his fiancé since.

Not that he really tried.

There were so many distractions.

There was conversing with his guests, dancing with the many eligible women, and stopping every once in a while to simply breathe.

By the time the clock rang eleven Yuuri had retreated to his thrown preferring to sit back and watch the proceedings.

As always Conrad was by his side.

The others were scattered about: Günter was conversing with dignitaries, Murata was addressing Waltorana von Belfield and irritating him it seemed, Yozak was cross dressing to keep an eye out, Gwendal was attempting to stay away from Anissina while trying to still look professional, and Cheri was seated at a table surrounded by many many men much to her children's obvious dismay.

Everyone else seemed to be enjoying themselves as they danced elegantly.

Peering through the crowd Yuuri finally caught sight of Wolfram, who was leaning nonchalantly against the opposing wall.

The blond looked slightly forlorn.

Guilt set in as the Maou observed him.

Of course Yuuri knew about Wolfram's feelings for him, but he didn't know how to respond.

Never before had he ever been in a relationship so this type of thing was completely foreign.

Still he allowed the prince to sleep in the same bed with him and raise his daughter when he returned home.

There was a feeling that Yuuri had for Wolfram but he couldn't express it.

Across the room the object of the Maou's thoughts caught him staring and stared back with a look of confusion on his features.

Grinning sheepishly Yuuri got an idea. Motioning a waiter over the Maou requested for him to bring a paper and pen.

It wasn't long before they were gathered.

Scribbling his message down Yuuri asked the man to deliver it to his fiancé.

Once the waiter was gone Yuuri felt rather proud.

This was a small step but a step none the less.

Wolfram deserved someone to love him and he was going to do that in time.

He just needed to learn how.

We'll both need time to adjust, Yuuri thought happily as watched the prince open the letter and read it.

A wave of emotions passed Wolfram's face before he looked up at Yuuri, ecstatic.

Now grinning like a mad man, the Maou came down from his throne to dance with his husband to be and, in time, lover.

Cautiously, they began to dance.

Swaying with the music their understanding of one another grew with every song.

Smirking lightly Conrad and Gwendal observed the couple, obviously pleased.

Before they knew it the old chapter passed as the clock rang midnight, expressing the beginning of the sixth year of ruling of the 27th Maou.

Everyone was delighted.

After acknowledging the new year the royal couple continued to dance as the toasts were given.

With a letter hidden in his breast pocket Wolfram savored the moment with his king.

As Yuuri wished for many more decisions like this in the time to come.

Wolfram,

One of the things that I want to say just isn't coming out right.

I'm tripping on these words,

You've got my head spinning,

I don't know where to go from here.

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do,

Nothing to prove.

And it's you and me and all of the people,

And I don't know why,

I can't keep,

My eyes off of you.

Come dance with me and I want to start a new relationship with you. I've been scared but maybe you can teach me how to love you.

Your wimp always,

Yuuri Shibuya