Name: Winter's Dawn

Ratting: K (Because no, I don't think gay is a reason to rate everything from T and up)

Comment: I'm a hopeless romantic and I love winter, I also love the waltz! Thats how this drabble was born!

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Everyone was cheerfull in this beautiful day of winter. There was no wind and it wasn't even that cold, the main streets of the town having been cleaned so that walking around would be made easy, candles had been hanged on the trees, stands of foods and games where placed everywhere, all the restaurant had their doors wide open, to one side a band was playing popular songs as couples drest in their best clothes spinned joyfully. It was Winter's Dawn a festival that came around the middle of winter and that celebrated the fact that it was almost over. To Yuuri who had now been living in Shin Makoku for 5 years it had become as important as Christmas since they came at the same time of year. Yet this time it was more important since his parents and brother had joined him in Shin Makoku for this years Winter's Dawn Celebration.

Greta skipped a few steps ahead from her family, cladded in a beautiful silk dark blue dress and her hair pulled in two small ponytails by white tulle ribbons. She was closely fallowed by her watchfull parents Yuuri who was dressed in a black military uniform with a dark red cape over his shoulders, Wolfram on the other hand was all in dark blue with a silver cape making him look even more beautiful than usual. They where fallowed by Yuuri's parents also drest in Shin Makoku clothes of a deep purple and Lady Cecile who was in a more winter version of her dress. Right behing them where the brothers and other important people all in their usual uniforms but in winter version as well and then...all around them where soldiers set on protecting the king, his fiance and their family.

"Greta slow down a little love!"

"Yes Father!" Greta took a hold of her father's right hand and then reached for Wolfram's hand before they went on walking.

"What am I getting for Winter's Dawn? I want a new dress! Also some of that nice smelling bath oil you got me for my birthday! And toys as well!"

"That and more! Nothing but the best for my daughter!" Wolfram cooed at her...while trying to prettend he wasn't doing so.

They went on walking by the town, returning the greetings of those who bowed to the royal family and those with them. Everyone seemed to be having a wonderfull day, Yuuri's parents where amazed at everything and Lady Cecile was having a lot of fun trying to get them to know everything. Konrad and Yozak where playing some games to win a teddy Greta had claimed to be in love with, Gunter had dragged Gwendal off to try some cakes that a vendor was selling, Murata had found fine company in two young ladies in a bar and the royal couple was just happy to fallow their daughter around. That is untill they saw the dance floor they took a sit in a bench to allow Greta to eat a warm cake that they had purchased.

"Yuuri...lets dance..."

"Hm, I don't really know how to dance to this stuff..."

"Come on! I'll show you wimp!"

The prince stood up and pulled the king to the dance floor. He smiled a little at Yuuri and placed his hand on the other boy's shoulder as Yurri slolwy let his hand rest on the small of his back. When the music started, both of them made the first steps. At first it was slow but it seemed that by the second song, Yuuri had gotten the hang of it and so by the fifth, he was easely spinning the blond prince around. They separated when they had to rotate partners and danced with some other people before finding their way back to either other. Yuuri found himself amused by this strange sort of waltz that was the natal dance of his country and most of all by Wolfram's hands on his shoulders as he lifted him to spin before they went on dancing. Neither saw the hours pass untill Greta called them to tell them it was time to leave. The prince smiled and looked at Yuuri threw his long eyelashes.

"It was fun wasn't it? Should we do it again sometime?"

"Oh maybe, we'll see..." Yuuri said, already making his way back to the others.

Wolfram sighed, the spell of the music had been broken and yet for a moment he had been so sure that finaly the king had felt in his heart what ever one else could see in him, his love for Wolfram. The prince fixed his cape on his shoulders and fallowed the king back to their family who was smilling and cooing over their dancing. Maybe next year he would be luckier...maybe next year he would get a kiss. Untill then, he would go on trying to get Yuuri's attentions in different ways.